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Solis\n\nPokemon is Copyright © of Game Freak and The Pokemon Company.\nI do not intend to infringe on COpyrights, and this work is purely fanfiction.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Molly's Tale Part 1

A story that I wanted to post on Independence Day here in the US, but sadly fell behind once again.
And I fell even more behind by not posting this after many months.
Still, I hope that you all enjoy this story and have a good read.

To my American readers: Happy (very belated) Independence Day!!!

Pokephilia Story (NSFW) - Electrifying Fireworks
By J.C. Solis

Pokemon is Copyright © of Game Freak and The Pokemon Company.
I do not intend to infringe on COpyrights, and this work is purely fanfiction.", "writing": "Poképhilia Story\nLove Has No Bounds\n\nElectrifying Fireworks\nIndependence Day 2024\n By J.C. Solis\n \n The whole of Daegar was in a hubbub at what the following Friday meant for the whole region. The people were ready to forget about the cold and cruel happenings from months prior and make way for a new time of peace and joy. Nobody wanted to dwell in dark and sinister realizations for long – the fact that Poképhilia was once again becoming the hot-button issue, more than any other discussion or plight within the country and, by proxy, the world. Protests and counter-protests have broken out all over Daegar, and the issue over the matter was far from being settled by either protestors or politicians.\n Some politicians have surmised whether allowing Poképhilia to happen should be condoned or condemned. Currently, according to the law, Poképhilia is neither legal nor punishable. It was something that remained sort of a gray area that the law could not get involved in. The only thing that could be done would be whether people or pokémon were being used or abused, and by then it would no longer be classified as Poképhilia but rather Pokémon Abuse – something which the law could indeed punish. \n But while some conservative lawmakers wanted the practice to outright be banished from the region, there were still some matters about where the line was drawn to what was considered Poképhilia. Would hugging one’s Pokémon partner, or giving them an affectionate kiss be considered Poképhilia? Or would the government ordain certain things as acceptable while others were punishable? And what about displaying affection to one’s pokémon in public? Would such affections also be punishable?\n These kinds of Questions held no clear answer and the city of Perkinsville was in a state of disarray. The more liberal folks of the Pokémon University, being mostly young people, mainly supported the cause. There was little chance that groups like the Anti-Poképhilia Crusaders or Team Shroud would gain a foothold in the University, given the rampant support for the cause. But there was still a sort of divide between the conservative and liberal folks in the city itself, with the well-off citizens tending to be older adults who had more traditional views against the practice.\n Nonetheless, Pokémon University was still a haven for those who wished to make great social changes. For the most part, the students all did their best to try and graduate, no matter which side of the argument they wanted to take up. Some were studying medicine, whether for humans or pokémon, as well as those taking up courses in engineering and other sciences. Others were embracing the arts, which the city of Perkinsville was known for given the murals and paintings that lined the streets. Whatever career path someone wanted to take, there was not much that the school didn’t teach, and there were plenty of students willing to learn said courses.\n For one student and her unique Pokémon partner, University life was not as cheery and enjoyable as she had hoped.\n Molly Lancaster was among the thousands of student who were enrolled for the short summer semester. In truth, she didn’t want to have to study during the blazing hot summer months, having hoped to use the good weather to do some extracurricular stuff. But her grades tanked during the spring semester, and so she needed to build them back up if she meant to retain her scholarship. Her fear of losing her funding due to bad grades pushed her to her limits, urging her to keep trying no matter what.\n Molly was not necessarily the brightest student out there. In truth, she was never an exceptional student throughout her school life, from Kindergarten to now. She just passed her courses with acceptable marks, noting to her ability to just retain knowledge but nothing else. As for her career path, this is where she proved to shine the most. She was an artist with a strong passion for traditional artwork. Her drawings were second to none when it came to her details and her ability to truly capture the essence of scenery. She refused to take up drawing digitally, for fear that things like stiff competition from other artists, an oversaturation of digital media, and the threat of Artificial Intelligence were the main reasons she chose to draw with a paintbrush rather than a drawing tablet.\n It was only a shame that the school enforced general education requirements for all their students, such as Communications and Ethics courses. And it was the Communications class that was sinking her Grade Point Average, or GPA, and putting her at risk of losing her artistic scholarship. Without free money, she would find it almost impossible to pay off the school’s tuition, university fees, textbooks, and drawing materials. Her career would end up dead in the water.\n But one person who helped her deal with all of the stress, and even served as a muse for her art, was her pokémon partner. But her pokémon was not a normal one, given that it was a rare mythical one.\n She was always accompanied by a legendary Zeraora, one who went by the name of Xander.\n While it was strange for a mysterious mythical pokémon to become a pokémon partner, it was even stranger that such a pokémon grew attached to the poor artist girl and her struggles. Xander was unique in that he behaved almost like a pet despite being a noble pokémon of unknown origin. And to have such a partner by her side gave the young lady some comfort, allowing her to find solace through her ordeals through university life.\n That being said, she did often garner attention from others for having a mythical pokémon as her partner, and even more so considering her was very clingy. The pokémon constantly asked for cuddles, and when he wouldn’t receive any he would oftentimes complain. But he still grew affectionate towards her nonetheless. He would even go as far as protecting her from anyone or anything that meant her harm, and since her being so close to a mythical pokémon brought a lot of attention, Xander was often weary of strangers and so made it known that he would not tolerate those who wished to be hostile towards them.\n Curiously, Molly herself received a lot of attention as well, given that she had a beautiful body and remarkable features. Her face was fair and had a few freckles on it that gave her the look of a ginger supermodel – despite her hair not being ginger and instead being naturally platinum blond. And most impressive of all was the rest of her body, sporting an hourglass frame that made her look like an absolute bombshell. Her curves were appealing, her breasts a bit big at an E-cup, and she bore white skin that seemed resistant to sunlight.\n By all accounts, Molly should be popular, having a good amount of friends that she ought to hang around with. But the gorgeous young woman was not fond of receiving attention, with her wearing clothes that often hid things like her butt, cleavage, and even her lower torso and thighs. She did her best to make herself look rather unappealing, instead of wearing make-up she would often go to school all-natural, just cleaning herself up but not applying any cosmetics. Still, her face betrayed her desire to be inconspicuous, as did her hair, giving off the blasted beauty she often felt she was cursed with.\n That being said, even despite her beauty perhaps attracting unwanted attention, Molly was a solitary woman, maintaining only a handful of friendships that she was close to. She preferred to go about her day without meeting anyone – though, of course, while being accompanied by Xander. It was rare for a young woman like Molly to be so anti-social, her privacy noted as she always did her best to be as inconspicuous as she could.\n But whenever she sat in one of the University’s many grassy courtyards and quad areas to do some drawing, she would often bring onlookers toward her as she drew the scenery around her. She even made not to draw the vast amounts of pokémon that patrolled the school, the school being a known pokémon reservation where the wild mons lived in bliss, unafraid of capture since it was prohibited to capture the school’s wild pokémon. And it was these wild pocket monsters that Molly would use as her muse, often giving them food in the form of berries so that they would stay still long enough for her to draw their form.\n That being said, another thing that Molly tended to enjoy doing was pokémon battling, with her main and only pokémon being the Zeraora who accompanied her. Xander could indeed speak to her, but not in the way that Poképhiles did with their partners. He used telepathy to speak to her and others – given that he was a legendary pokémon with a great deal more sentience than most other mons. And he would often voice his glee at defeating opponents, hoping that the victory proved satisfying to her. He would even take on opponents that he had a strong type disadvantage against, such as ground-type Pokémon – not to mention a mighty Garchomp at one point – but the legendary cat beat them all, making it known that he was a force to be reckoned with.\n But for now, Molly was drawing a Pidove that was eating at a small bowl of seeds that she had left for it. The small pigeon pokémon was happily pecking away at the small mound of seeds. Its preoccupation with eating allowed it to stay still longer enough for the outline of the scene to be set with pencil. And with that done, Molly could finally fill in the colors with her paint when she got back home.\n “That is quite the beautiful sketch you drew of a dumb bird,” remarked Xander via telepathy. “I think I ate two or three of those birdie wings the other day. Honestly, I’m a bit fond of what you humans cook, those… what are they called? Ah yes, buffalo wings.”\n “Maybe we can get some of those later today?” suggested Molly. “Honestly, the ones they cook her in the school KDB are so yummy. I forgot how many I tucked into last time.”\n One thing of note about Molly was that she was an avid carnivore. Despite her cutesy appearance and her apparent beauty, she liked eating meat of all kinds. Despite this, Molly often had a hard time putting on muscle weight. Her metabolism, coupled with her workout routine, kept her constantly trim and fit – though, despite the surplus of protein, she built muscle slowly. One wouldn’t expect Molly to eat more meat than the one that was served on the giant meat plates at high-octane steakhouses. But one would expect Molly to have rippling muscles or at least be more plump with all she could eat.\n The University’s KDB, or Kitchen, Den, and Bar was a place where the student hung out to order burgers and fries and other Daegar stereotypical foods, as well as getting a good pint of beer to drink. Though technically the university was a dry campus, the KDB was one of the few places one could order and drink alcohol. But neither Molly nor Xander liked to drink all that much, though the two weren’t necessarily teetotalers. Getting blind drunk was the last thing the two wanted.\n But as the two reminisced on food and drinks, including how delicious those Pidove looked to the Zeraora, suddenly a loud booming was heard up in the air. The sound of fireworks was heard, with a sparkle filling the sky as the fireworks exploded in a vast array of colors and shapes. While one would wonder why the school allowed for these to happen if caused by students, in reality, the fireworks were caused by a group of students in charge of shooting them in the air around High Noon – all of which was ordained and condoned by the school.\n The Daegar Region’s Independence Day was swiftly approaching, the event taking place this Friday. The 4th of July was a traditional holiday rooted in the Region’s history, this being around the time that Daegar broke free as a colony of the Galar Region and the Galar Empire. Of course, many people were celebrating beforehand, making merry almost every night until the final night itself.\n In truth, Molly wondered where she and Xander could go. She did receive an invite from a friend to come over to her house for a meal – with her bringing along her cousin and said cousin’s friend for a barbeque over at her house. Molly was a bit hesitant at first, but a nudging from Xander made her agree to the proposal. In truth, the cousin’s friend was pretty good at the grill, and he recently won an award at his local Lakeshire Town, beating a renowned chef and even a master-level griller at the scene.\n The friend who invited Molly was named Sarah, whom Molly cherished above all others. Sarah was such a sweet girl, making her one of the most approachable people whom Molly could get close to and even confide in. It was safe to say that the two hit it off like fuel and fire. And though she preferred to be reserved, Sarah would often bring the fun side of Molly out and help her enjoy her time in events like these. She truly cared for Molly, and they have been stalwart friends since Sarah transferred from Luminance Town College over a year ago.\n That being said, Xander was still cautious around Sarah, given that she had a tricky Zoroark as his pokémon partner. But the Illusion Fox Pokémon knew better than to play a prank on them, so Xander and the Zoroark maintained a cordial relationship.\n By this time, Molly gathered her drawing utensils and picked herself off the floor, wondering where to go next. Though the before-mentioned buffalo wings sounded tempting, in truth she wasn’t all that hungry. What’s more, she was running out of money, and until she would receive another payout from her scholarship fund, she would have to budget her coin well before she’d eventually go broke.\n The two left the quad area and headed for the central quad in the upper area of the University, a place known as the Freedom Of Speech Plaza. Here, activists of different kinds could show up and advocate for different causes or come to protest different events that were taking place both around the university and even the whole region. Many social issues have taken the fold, from the support of LGBTQ+ rights to the advocacy for people suffering from mental health conditions.\n But today was different. Since normally the Plaza featured the arguments of the day, today two sides were fighting one another and shouting out loud, so much that there was even the fear of there being a riot. As such, police officers alongside their pokémon attack units kept the order, bracing themselves for when the riot would get too much.\n The Poképhiles and Crusaders were within the plaza, each within the hundreds of strong – though the Pro-group was a lot larger than the anti-group. Many people held up signs ranging from “Free Love with Mons” to “Arceus Frowns on Poképhilia”, and so many more. It was a bout of epic proportions, bringing to the foray the most controversial topic of this age. And both sides were adamant about their takes and what they wanted to fight for.\n “Poképhilia is nothing bad!” cried out the leader of the Pokephiles. “Why would you deny us the right to love our pokémon?!”\n “Poképhilia is against what Arceus would want us to be!” cried back the leader of the Crusaders. “Why are you doing something that is against nature?”\n The two sides launched argument after argument, holding up their signs as they went back and forth. But neither side would back down.\n “What, are you going to kill us like how Team Shroud blew up that church?!”\n “No way! Team Shroud went far too overboard.”\n Then the crusade leader said something that shook up the argument and got everyone thinking.\n “But just because what they did was wrong, that doesn’t mean what you’re doing is right!”\n That final phrase made the crowd even more restless, and everyone was taken aback by what that final sentence meant. Though what Team Shroud did was diabolical and wholly evil, that still didn’t prove that Poképhilia as a whole was still good. The decision on Poképhilia’s morality remained inconclusive, with the court of public opinion still fiercely divided. Their arguing would keep going, and the future of the debate would remain in a deadlock.\n As for Molly and Xander, after seeing the protest and counter-protest boil over, they decided it was best to leave before things turned nasty.\n “Come, Molly. Let’s get away from here. I can’t stand these people making all this noise.”\n But as Molly and Xander moved away from the crowd, they suddenly bumped into two people they hadn’t expected to meet up with. It was none other than Sarah and the Zoroark named Virgil. And the two looked on with worried looks on their faces.\n “Hey there, Molly. A big, scary crowd of protestors is over there, right?” said Sarah with a tinge of fear. “Oh, I hope this doesn’t turn into a riot.”\n The Zoroark stepped up to explain.\n “My Flower is a bit apprehensive with the thought of there being violence everywhere,” explained Virgil to clear up the situation. “It seems that what happened at the Church in Lakeshire Town really affected her.”\n “Well, you didn’t have to go saying all that aloud, Virgil!” cried out Sarah.\n “My apologies, Flower.”\n Molly and Xander just looked at each other, happy to be with the good friend and her partner nonetheless of the bickering they did. But with such bickering aside, Sarah came up to Molly to tell her what she initially wanted to say.\n “I just confirmed what I told you the other day. My older cousin, Justin, and his best friend Jason are coming over to do some grilling for the 4th of July Party we’re throwing, Molly,” stated Sarah. “Those two are coming over for the 4th of July Annual Alumni Reunion for their University year, and they said they wanted to grill at my house along with some of my other friends.”\n “My Flower and I hope that you will attend. I sincerely doubt that any… issues will arise with you going. It’ll mostly be just the friends we know, along with some family,” added Virgil.\n On those “issues” that Virgil was referring to, he made sure to keep quiet about them so that nobody would hear that Molly had problems with her timidness and body consciousness. She had always wanted to attend parties and friendly gatherings. But Molly always felt that she brought too much attention to herself and, by proxy, her friends. And this wasn’t a one-off event; she and her friends would sometimes receive stares of amazement whenever Molly was around. And, since she was a female of age, those eyes tended to be from males – though not all of them were from human eyes.\n “I… I hope to go, then,” accepted Molly softly. “I don’t want to sit at home all alone with just Xander this Independence Day. I want to be with others, too.”\n “Perfect!” cried out Sarah, happy as could be that her friend was coming over. “You won’t regret it! There’ll be a whole ton of food and meat and drinks and- “\n Sarah carried on with all the prep work she had done for the party, all to everyone’s dismay as they had to listen to her giddiness. But soon, the overly excited lady stopped herself and apologized for the long and rambling tangent.\n With the preparations ready, Molly and Xander decided to head over to the school’s Personal Fitness Center, a gym where people and pokémon went to train and make themselves stronger. It was the main place where like-minded fitness enthusiasts went to get some training done, whether it be for personal health, training for a sport, or perhaps training for an upcoming Gym battle at the Perkinsville Normal-type Gym. Whatever the reason, there were always a lot of people within the PFC, and this reason alone always made Molly a bit nervous whenever she’d come here to do exercise.\n It wasn’t as if Molly dressed provocatively. She wore the usual gym clothes that almost everyone would wear. But her supermodel looks would occasionally receive the attention of meatheads and overly obnoxious men who did their muscle strength exercises at the weights section of the gym. Being cat-called by a bunch of egotistical gym bros was not something that Xander would stand for, however, as the powerful legendary Pokémon would often growl or become hostile towards any of the men if they got too close. At least Molly could count on her Pokémon bodyguard in case things were to get out of hand, and Xander was very good at getting his point across: Molly was his, and he would not allow such degenerates to get close to her.\n For the most part, Molly went to the locker rooms to get changed, where she was thankfully in the presence of fellow females, all while Xander stood outside, what with him being male and her trainer entering a single-gender room. But the beautiful woman was soon out, and the two went off to do their workouts. They went to the upper floor of the gym, where an indoor track was present where people used to do running. And it was here where Molly would commence her exercise alongside the Zeraora, the two running in tandem along the track for as long as they could.\n After a good hour of jogging, Molly looked at her fitness watch to see her progress, with her having run 5 miles nonstop, burning a good amount of calories, and reaching her fitness goal for the day. After all was said and done, She and Xander sat at a nearby seat, the poor woman feeling rather exhausted at the immense amount of work she put into her run.\n “Man, I’m whooped,” noted Molly as she drank from her bottle of water. “I kinda didn’t want to push myself anymore. I wanted to go to 6 miles, but I felt that 5 was good enough.”\n “Don’t overexert yourself, Molly. The least we need is for me to carry you home.”\n “And that would be a bad thing?” she teased in return. “Being carried back to our dorm in your arms sounds like it’d be a riot to me.” \n And with that, she wrapped her arms around the Zeraora’s neck, pulling him close to her as the cat grimaced at being touched. Xander didn’t often enjoy being felt all over, even by his trainer; such people would know that when he used the move Spark on them. But Molly he allowed more freedom to touch him, and he grinned and bore the feeling of being hugged, hoping that at the very least she had a good time.\n Suddenly, a voice she least liked to hear came to her.\n “Hey there beautiful! Come on down! We got some weight training to do.”\n Below on the ground floor were the gym bros over at the weights section, and the group just so happened to notice her. The men were also accompanied by male and powerful pokémon that looked as strong if not stronger than their human masters. But Molly just scoffed as she turned around and left them be, only for the antagonizing meatheads to continue their wooing. At this point, Xander looked down at the meatheads with a serious glare, with sparks coursing through body visibly as a sign that he was not happy with their antics, and that he was letting them off with a warning.\n The males, seeing how serious Xander was, backed away before things got more serious. But there was one among them that seemed to not have gotten the message.\n Molly returned to the locker room in a huff, hoping to put on her regular clothes and get out of there as soon as possible. She hated how the men would always come for her, and her beauty was once again to blame. As she got her clothes on, she began to think about what else she wanted to get done. It was still early in the afternoon, and there was a lot that a university student could do in that amount of time.\n And that included being pestered by men, for when Molly left the lockers and down the passage, one of the men who had previously antagonized her was there. But this one was a lot less patronizing… and less confident.\n “Um… hey there…” said the man. But he soon quickly raised his arms up as the Zeraora charged his electric energy. “Whoa! I’m not here for trouble! I just want to talk.”\n The Zeraora lowered his claws but still kept his eye on him for any sudden moves.\n “What… what would you like, then?” said the beauty who, for some reason, seemed to recognize him.\n “Well, you see… umm… I share a class with you. That art class over at the arts building. And, well, I’m not all that good of an artist. I was wondering if you could offer me some pointers as to how to draw more effectively. I mean, well… I can draw a mean picture, but you draw things that look like they could come out of the canvas! And I’d really like to reach your skill.”\n Molly soon recognized the man in front of her. His name was Vincent, or Vince or Vinnie to his friends and by those who knew him. Though he had impressive muscles and strength, he was also as much brain as he was brawn, with his coursework actually pertaining to psychology. But at the same time, he was also a bit shy around women, and it was evidenced whenever a hot girl came up to him during class, Molly included. Going to the gym with his fellow gym bros helped his confidence, but he was still a big nervous wreck no matter how one sliced it.\n “You’re not here to hit on me, are you?” questioned Molly. \n “No. Not at all. As a matter of fact, I already have a date with someone else. As I said, I need some pointers with drawing, and I was hoping if you could help me.” He then put his money where his mouth was. “Look, I can tell you’re still unconvinced. If it means anything, if it looks like I’m lying then your feline buddy there can kick the absolute crap out of me while you call the campus police on my sorry ass. I just don’t want you thinking that I’m a stalker or some crazy shit like that.”\n Molly nodded her head. Vince seemed genuine, and she didn’t note anything hidden within his words. Feeling that there wasn’t much danger to be had, especially with Xander around, she gave her approval.\n “Sure thing, Vince. Do you have some of your work with you?”\n “I got it on my phone. Wait for me at the gym juice bar and I’ll be back with my stuff. I’m about done with today.”\n And with that, Vince went for the locker room. In the meantime, Molly and Xander went to the gym’s juice bar and hangout zone, a place where people could order specialty nutrition smoothies and juices, as well as buy drinks from the refrigerators that lined the wall. It was a one stop place to buy one’s preferred poison, and off to the side was a lobby area where people could go to spend time with friends or just sit to pass the time.\n Molly and Xander didn’t order any drinks, instead opting to wait for Vince while the two discussed how they felt about him. Vince seemed like an ok guy, though Xander was not completely convinced.\n “He seems up to no good,” stated the overly cautious Zeraora. “I don’t believe he has a date at all. In fact, I believe he will find a way and make YOU the date.”\n “I don’t know about that, Xander. Vince seems like a chill guy, and I haven’t seen him behaving oddly while we were in class. Sure, he could do with a shower I bet, since he kind of came to us smelling a bit like B.O. But it didn’t seem obvious that he just wanted to get in my pants.”\n “I still say we exercise caution all the same.”\n At that moment, Vince came out of the gym area and was wearing clean clothes, having also sprayed deodorant for the offending odor he once had. Not only did he appear with clean clothes, but he also walked with what appeared to be his Pokémon partner: a female Delphox who walked by with a smile, ever cheery and happy.\n “Hey there, you two. Thanks for not ditching me or anything like that. I appreciate you coming to help me.” He then remembered that he didn’t come alone. “This is Kendra, my Delphox pokémon partner. She often helps me with psychology experiments and also with my arts and crafts. She uses her powers to help me see my muse with more clarity, and so help me draw. I know that sounds like cheating, but it’s worked for me so far.”\n Kendra bowed her head and smiled at the two, happy to see Xander and Molly while letting out a “Fox!” Pokémon called to show that nothing else was going on.\n “No worries, Vince. I don’t think Kendra using her powers to help you “see” better is cheating. I think that’s pretty helpful.” She then began to give her lesson. “An artist needs to think hard and long about his muse and make sure he has it in his head if he wants to draw what he has in mind. Or I don’t know, something smart like that, I guess.”\n “No, that was pretty good advice,” noted Vince. “I just hope that the photos I’m about to show you are up to par. I’m a bit nervous about whether my work is up to snuff.”\n Molly looked at the photos in Vincent’s smart on his work; the drawings he had done looked pretty impressive to her. The detailing was articulate, and it even had a sort of a still-life look to it. The photos of human faces, though, were where Molly was truly blown away. Vincent’s drawings of female faces were so realistic and detailed that it almost looked as though one was looking at a photograph. While the rest of his art was pretty impressive, his facial artwork was on another level – so much so that Molly felt that she would have a hard time matching him when it came to facial expressions and realism.\n “Is this your drawing?” wondered Molly. “It looks so real that, no offense, it almost seems fake.”\n “I got the canvas right here,” answered Vincent as he unrolled the drawing. Sure enough, the exact same drawing on the canvas sheet was also displayed on his phone. “Everyone says that I’m good at drawing faces. Everything else is okay but faces seem to be my forte. I just wish that I was as good at drawing the rest of a girl’s body on canvas.”\n “You’ll get there, Vinnie. You just got to believe in yourself,” encouraged Molly. “I know you’ll be able to draw better if you can do this kind of work like a synch. I’m rooting for you.”\n It was then that the doors to the University gym opened wildly, with Kendra crying out loud to call her trainer’s attention.\n “Fox!” cried out the Delphox in a panic.\n Three men came walking forward with three strong-looking Pokémon: an Aggron, a Conkeldurr, and even a Feraligatr. All six of them were walking toward Vincent and Kendra, with mean-looking faces on them.\n “Are you that fucking Poképhile who sent us those messages?” said the leader of the gang of thugs, a man wearing sunglasses and black tracks suit. “You got some mighty big balls to be saying that to us, telling us how wrong we are for supporting Team Shroud. I hope you realize that, for saying that shit, you’re not going to make it out of here in one piece.” The man then turned to look at Molly. “And that goes for your little girlfriend here, too.”\n “Leave her out of this, assholes!” jumped up Vincent as he stared the men down. “Your fight is with me and me alone.”\n Molly didn’t know what to think as Vincent stood up and stood between her and Xander against the thugs. But though she was normally shy, seeing a man so grateful as Vinnie stand up to defend her and her partner filled her with renewed confidence and energy.\n “Don’t worry, Vinnie. Me and Xander got these punks,” said Molly as she stood up from her seat and got ready to deliver an ass whooping.\n “You don’t have to do this, Molly. These guys came for me, not you.”\n “Just trust us on this, Vince. Me and Xander can wipe the floor with these bozos, easy.”\n At this, the lead thug burst into laughter, almost as though he was amused at what the lass spoke.\n “You hear that, boys? This bitch thinks she can go toe-to-toe with us.” But the thug then wrinkled his lip and looked on with all seriousness again. “This is gonna be a fun battle. Let’s get 'em, boys!”\n The thugs sent forward their pokémon, the first one being the Feraligatr as it came forward like a giant, crocodilian battering ram. The large blue reptile used Superpower to bash the two with a mighty hit. But Molly and Xander jumped out of the way, with the large reptile barreling into some furniture and making splinters out of the sofa and tables that got in its way before plowing into a wall. Seeing that the men indeed meant business, Molly commanded Xander to use Plasma Fists, and with that he charged his hands with mighty electrical energy, his hands engulfed in blue lightning before he charged for the big blue brute with all of his force.\n Xander connected his first punch with the Feraligatr’s jaw, causing the huge pokémon to stumble as he connected another punch on the other side of his jaw, and then another sock followed right in the belly. Xander punched with devastating force as he made quick work of the Water-type crocodilian, making sure to end the move by pulling his arm back one last time before punching the huge crocodile one last in the face.\n The Feraligatr’s face was beaten and battered, the huge crocodilian lurching to the side before he collapsed to the floor, completely KO’d for the count.\n But there were still two more pokémon to fight, and the next one to come was the Conkeldurr.\n “If my pokémon so much as grabs you, you’re as good as dead,” snickered the thug who commanded the huge brutish fighting type.\n In truth, the Conkeldurr was even slower than the Feraligatr that came before it. But the huge pokémon didn’t need to worry about speed when it threw one of its concrete pillars at a blazing speed toward the Zeraora, busting a hole in the back wall as Xander dodged the attack in time. Yet this wasn’t the end of the thrown items, for the Conkeldurr threw its other pillar at the electro cat, this one hurtling toward the juice bar counter and almost hitting the cashier.\n It was becoming clear to Molly that these brutes didn’t care if anyone got in their way. With the cashier running for dear life, Molly knew that she and Xander had to stop the thug before anyone got seriously hurt. Stopping the thug was precisely what the Zeraora set out to do, charging forward with the move Thunder Punch as his fist was covered in yellow electricity.\n However, the Conkeldurr was more than a little agile, not in dodging per se but instead by catching the Thunder Punch in his palm and closing his fist to envelope Xander’s hand in his crushing vice grip of a hand. Xander cried out in pain as he felt his hand be compressed under immense weight. But one look at the Zeraora would note a wide smile that was on his face – an odd gesture considering the pain he was in. But the devious legendary cat had this all planned out, as did Molly.\n “Now! Use Discharge!” ordered Molly.\n “What!?!” cried out the thug, realizing his pokémon had been led into a trap.\n Before the Conkeldurr could even let go, Xander zapped him to hell and back as electricity coursed through his body and made it directly into the body of the brutish fighting type. After a while, the pokémon had been sufficiently fried, with Xander finally let him go. The brute collapsed to the floor, his body more than a little toasted.\n The only Pokemon that remained belonged to the thug leader, and this one would prove to be the toughest battle – that is, were it not that Xander had a hidden move under his belt.\n “Do you honestly think you can beat my friend here, punks?” taunted the thug leader. “My pokémon has one final ace up his sleeve. Come on Aggron, time to Mega Evolve!”\n The Aggron was soon covered in white mega-evolutionary might, the sign of the mega-evolution symbol appearing before the brute before the light faded and his new, terribly powerful form was revealed. But Molly and Xander weren’t afraid. They knew well that they had their ace in the hole, and they weren’t about to give in even to a titan steel-type pokémon like the mega-evolved Aggron.\n “Alright, Xander, use Close Combat!” ordered Molly.\n “Not so fast!” clapped back the thug leader. “Use Flash Cannon, Aggron!”\n As the Zeraora charged for the mega-evolved pokémon, the Aggron opened its mouth wide and prepared to fire a beam of energy at Xander. But Xander was moving at such blazing speed that the Aggron could barely launch the beam before the first punch connected. Xander let out a flurry of devastating punches against the steel titan, causing it to lurch its head as it fired its beam…\n … directly at Kendra.\n But before the Delphox could be hit, Molly anticipated the hit and had preemptively moved to push Kendra out of the way. She grabbed the Delphox and used her strength so that they could avoid the beam. The Flash Cannon hit the back wall, creating a huge hole that went multiple layers through. It would have been a devastating move had it hit.\n Yet Close Combat was also a devastating move, with Xander standing in front of the Aggron after having tired from giving out a volley of intense punches. Though one would assume that titan would continue fighting, the Mega-evolution broke as the Aggron reverted to normal, collapsing the ground as the fight came to an end.\n The three thugs looked on in amazement at the mighty Zeraora as it stood in front of them. To take on their brutes with ease was something they had never anticipated, and with the sound of police sirens nearby, they knew it was time to beat a hasty retreat before they ended up being caught. They recalled their pokémon to their Pokéball, with the leader turning to say:\n “This isn’t over! We’ll come get you some other time, Poképhile boy! And we’ll be coming after your pretty protector, too!”\n The battle was done. And with it, everyone could breathe a sigh of relief. Molly picked herself off the floor and extended her hand to Kendra, offering to lift her.\n “Need a hand, Kendra?” offered Molly.\n The Delphox accepted, lifting herself up with the help of her savior before saying:\n “Thank you, Molly, for protecting both me and my trainer.”\n Molly’s eyebrows raised as she heard the words coming from the female pokémon’s mouth.\n “It… it’s true. You guys are Poképhiles,” said Molly in amazement.\n Vincent came up to explain everything.\n “Sorry that we dragged you into this mess with us, Molly. It’s true, Kendra and I are Pokephiles. And we heard that a group here in school had a few things to say about people like us. So I sent them an anonymous letter to tell them how wrong they were. Well, they found out who sent that letter, and here we are now.” He then turned to face his pokémon partner, now revealed to be his lover. “I just don’t like seeing people like us being judged for something we do in private. We love our pokémon, and we’d do anything to keep them safe. I’m sure you’ve felt that way about your Zeraora partner, no?”\n Molly and Xander looked at each other, curious as to whether they indeed had such thoughts. It was true that Xander loved Molly to death and would even sacrifice himself if it meant she could keep living. And Molly would do likewise for the legendary mon. But the two were not Pokephiles, nor had they ever intended to become Pokephiles. But this idea of a loving relationship between humans and pokémon was rather tender in Molly’s eyes. She could only imagine her having a Poképhilia relationship with Xander, having him become tender with her in ways that the two could only dream of.\n The police soon arrived alongside attack pokémon, with the whole area being swarmed by cops. Once the situation was cleared of hostilities, the officers began to interview everyone present, including the main victims: Molly, Vincent, Kendra, and Xander. The four gave as much info as they could to their attackers, with their names being cleared by surveillance cameras that were in the ceiling recording everything. The cameras, along with further witness testimony, proved the four’s innocence as victims, and they soon went on their way out of the gym.\n With his heart filled with shame over getting Molly and her partner involved, Vincent turned around to let something off his chest.\n “I know this day is pretty much a write-off for the both of you. I just can’t seem to apologize enough for what you two did for us.” Vincent then asked something that seemed a bit personal. “What are you guys’ opinions on Poképhiles? Think about ever joining up with them.”\n Molly and Xander gave each other a long look, staring into each other’s eyes as their eyes seemed to show the truth. Molly turned away bashfully as Xander scratched the back of his head. They hadn’t thought of ever having a Poképhilic relationship, though they were incredibly close to one another.\n Come to think of it, Molly and Xander did tend to be physically close to one another, though not necessarily in a sexual way. The two would often cuddle together, especially when winter came, and the snow fell. And Molly occasionally kissed Xander on the cheek in the past, though she had stopped doing so. There were a lot of examples of how close the couple had grown to each other. But the fact remained that even despite their closeness it had never occurred to them to go the next big step and become romantic, or even sexual.\n Molly turned to Vincent; her thoughts more centered.\n “Sometimes,” she replied truthfully. “But Xander and I never saw the need to become Pokephiles. We love each other, of course, but never in that way. We would sometimes feel uncomfortable whenever we’d get ideas to take things to the next level, and at the beginning of the Poképhilia debate, we’d even get uncomfortable being around Pokephiles. Then again we don’t hate Poképhilia or the people who practice it, either.”\n “At the very least you don’t hate us, which I truly appreciate,” acknowledged Vincent. “And I understand the reservations you may have about us. But I just want to say that us Poképhiles don’t mean anyone harm. That church bombing that happened a few months back proved that there are people out there who really mean us harm, and we as a community don’t want to antagonize people any more so that they plan something similar.”\n “I may have my reservations, but I never agreed with the church bombing,” stated Xander. “The bastards who did that can rot in hell for what they did. I have some barriers of my own that prevent me from joining that cause wholeheartedly.”\n “Well, whatever those barriers are, I hope that you at least don’t harbor ill will against us,” hoped Kendra in a soft feminine voice. “There is just something so supremely satisfying with loving my trainer the way I do. I can get close to him as much as I’d like and keep him close. It’s so… heartwarming to have Vinnie be so close to me.”\n Then came the elephant in the room.\n “By close, do you mean that you and Vinnie have… you know?” asked Molly with some nervousness.\n “Sex? Well, sometimes we do. But Vinnie is such a good lover. I don’t mind us having that at all if it means I can be that intimately close with him. Sometimes, I even feel like he’s more than just my trainer.”\n “I just try my best, Kendra girl,” replied Vinnie as he wrapped an arm around her, with the Delphox wrapping an arm around him in turn. “You see, Molly, Poképhilia is not just about sex. I mean, I won’t complain if I do get some, but there’s more to it than just mindless romping. And that’s the stuff that I wish those stuck-up assholes with shortsighted minds could see for a change. I wish more people out there could see that.”\n Molly and Xander were stuck hard by the words coming from Vincent. He make so many good points, and almost made it seem as though it was cool to be a Poképhile. But the couple still wanted to discuss this more in-depth before deciding on anything.\n In the meantime, Molly and Vincent parted ways, with the two hoping to catch up with one another the next time they saw each other in class. As for the rest of the day, Molly had the hope of spending her time with Xander as they would prepare for tomorrow’s barbeque grill outing. Sarah had invited her to see the fireworks tomorrow, she didn’t want to skip out on her friend and her friend’s friends inviting them to have a good meal.\n For now, Molly and Xander returned home. There was a lot to unpack from today, and the two partners had some discussions in mind about what Vinnie had spoken of.\n Perhaps there was something about Poképhilia that caught their attention. For all everyone knew, the seeds had been planted for new Poképhiles to be born…\n \n The late afternoon was set, and Molly and Xander had come over to Sarah’s house to have a good barbeque session. Sarah’s cousin, Justin Solis, alongside his friend Jason Kitchener, were also present – as were their pokémon, Lillia the Gardevoir and Camilla the Blaziken respectively.\n For his part, Jason was boasting a few medals around his neck, with all of them being gold. He proudly bore the fact that he defeated his rivals in the Perkinsville Grill-off Championship, where his old mentor Chef Alphonse Giuliano, and his friend’s dad, Hank Strideworth, also competed but only managed to win Silver for the Chef and Bronze for the Martial Artist master. In the end, though, it wasn’t much of a competition, with Jason thoroughly blowing the competition out of the water with a special family recipe he had secretly been hiding for the meat’s sauce and seasoning – or rather, was too busy trying to figure out since it required so many rare ingredients and was difficult to produce. Chef Al and Hank could only submit to the true Grill meister, feeling that they were beat fairly and justly.\n Not that his competition being humble made Jason humble, with the man gloating to his friends nonstop as to how wild it was that he won. It was only through the humbling efforts of Camilla’s fists that the man was finally able to shut up.\n “How’s the grilling coming along, Jason?” asked Molly, who was happy to meet Sarah’s good friend for the first time.\n “It’s coming along like a Greedent eating away at a pile ah berries; just pure joy,” replied Jason as the meat he bought from the market was being cooked. “It’s too bad I ran out of the special sauce to add these rack of ribs I got here. I’d have liked for all of you guys to have a taste of what a champion-winning rub tastes like.”\n “I swear, dummy, one more gloat and I’ll show your friends what a champion strength fist can do to a face,” threatened Camilla to her trainer.\n “Such violence?” remarked Xander, who was still getting used to the friends and their banter.\n “Those two are usually like that,” noted Justin.\n “Camilla likes to threaten her trainer to keep him in line, but she means well and still genuinely lover him,” added Lillia. \n “Yeah. I love this goofball all right. I’d love to kick his ass at times!” cried out Camilla.\n The rest of the friends burst into laughter as Camilla aligned her foot with her trainer’s rear and pretended to launch said foot at his behind. With him being in danger of hitting the hot grill, she kept her legs to herself as the rest of the gang watched the food being cooked while everyone spoke about their lives and happenstance.\n As for the other event that took hold, the Annual Alumni event also went off without a hitch, with Justin and Jason catching up with some old acquaintances from back in the day that they hadn’t seen in a long while – ever since they graduated from Pokémon University, to be exact. And though it was a fun time to reconnect with some old classmates, it also brought along some of the changes that have happened since those happy college days. Namely, one big change that happened to both Justin and Jason ever since they were there.\n This one thing was what was on Molly’s mind, and it was the thing that Molly and Xander noted about the three others around them: all three of them were Poképhiles. And yet they appeared to be no different from everyone else they had met. Even Vincent, from the day before, behaved in a way that was indistinguishable from anyone else. There was no boundary when it came to having a relationship with pokémon, and the pokémon loved being around their trainers.\n At this, Molly began to ask the Poképhiles some questions now that she had the opportunity.\n “What made us become Pokephiles?” repeated Justin. “Well, I come from a mental health troubled background, and Lillia was the one who dug me out of there. I felt like she wanted to be there for me, and since Gardevoir partners are known for being highly loving and protective, I guess things became easy for her and me to become Pokephiles.”\n “My case was just that I had feelings deep down about this chickadee that I hadn’t had before,” stated Jason when his turn came up. “I was always interested in Camilla, but one New Year’s Eve the two of us just really hit it off. We’ve been talking previously about stuff that’d been going down, and we realized that we made a good team – even if that means her conking my head every now and again.”\n “As for me… well…” Sarah turned to Virgil, the Zoroark nodding his head as he supported her in her decision. “I hit it off with Virgil after I saved his life when he was a Zorua, and when I was in danger of getting mugged and hurt, Virgil saved my life in turn. You could say that he’s my knight in shining armor, and from then on we hit it off.”\n Molly was interested in hearing all of what the Pokephiles had to say. She honestly found it so amazing to hear their stories – so much so that she turned around to look at Xander while he spoke with the pokémon. She tried to eye his body, his physical beauty, and his charm. Once she got used to seeing his body, she next tried to think about his personality, how strong her was at heart, and how close he’d love to get with her.\n The next thing she thought of was a little more Not Safe For Work.\n She imagined her having sex with Xander and how loving of a lover he would be with her. She imagined him pressing her muzzle up against her lips, getting to feel his tongue inside her mouth as the two French kissed to their hearts’ content. And she also imagined how his phallus must have looked like, as well as how it must feel to have it so deep inside her…\n That final thought made Molly blush. She didn’t know what came over her, and now that thought was clinging to her mind. She couldn’t shake the urge to want to be more intimate with her pokémon. And it was starting to bother her a bit. Then again, the thought of being even more loving with Xander was a sweet one, and if she were to ever have sex for the first time, then she’d like it to be with someone she could trust.\n Yes, Molly was a virgin – and something she did her best to keep to herself. She hated the idea of a man coming after her to take away her flower and get the honor of turning her into a woman, especially if that man was a stuck-up, overly-obnoxious douchebag. But if Xander would be the one to take her, then that would be all the better for her.\n With her mind now set, Xander and Molly commenced eating the food from the grill once Jason was done. A huge pile of meat was on everyone’s plate, and Molly found it hard to restrain herself from simply gorging on her plate like a predatory Lycanroc. But somehow she managed to withhold her carnivore instinct and made sure to tuck into some of the grilled veggies that Jason had grilled as well. And there was a lot of food to eat, with the pile of food sure to keep everyone happy and full – not to mention the drinks, preferably Oranguru Bortus’ Alolan Ale.\n As the evening carried on, the sound of fireworks made its way as the night sky was filled with colorful explosions. It wouldn’t be long before the full fireworks show began, considering it was currently 5 PM and the main spectacle wouldn’t start for another five hours.\n But by this point, Molly felt a strong urge to want to return home and “experiment” with Xander. She never felt this way before in her life, and it was rather shocking that she’d want to go through with something like this. Yet her heart was set and her mind was ready – to use plainer terms, with all that she had been thinking, she now wanted to fuck her pokémon.\n Molly told Xander that she was ready to return home to which Sarah complained about how early it still was. But Molly was set on going back, giving her farewells to all of her friends and their pokémon before walking down the streets home. The friends, though, weren’t fooled and knew what was on the flustered young girl’s mind. They only hoped that whatever she decided on doing would be what she intended to do and that she and her pokémon would thoroughly enjoy it.\n Molly and Xander arrived back at their home, a house with a quaint Tudor aesthetic that never grew old. The poor flustered lady couldn’t open the door to her house fast enough, with her heart thumping hard as she opened the two locks to her door and stepped inside. She couldn’t believe that she was about to do something like this, though she mused that this was a long time coming. There was only the hope that Xander wouldn’t reject her advances, especially with him being curious as to why the two left the barbeque so early.\n “Is there something the matter, Molly?” remarked Xander. “You look like you’re anxious to bits.”\n “Well… I just wanted to return home to rest,” she replied as she tried to keep her cool. “I’m a bit tired, and I want to go to bed.”\n “In that case, I’ll be in the living room reading a book.”\n But Molly would not let him go that easily.\n “No, wait! I mean… um…” The poor lady was getting even more flustered than before. “I’d really like it if you were to… um… cuddle with me? I feel a bit lonely right now.”\n “Lonely? Since when have you ever felt alone with me around you constantly?”\n “Oh, please, don’t make me beg, Xander!” complained Molly as her nerves got the better of her.\n “Fine. I guess I can read my favorite book some other time,” grumbled Xander.\n The two walked past their living room and entered their bedroom, with Molly kicking off her shoes and socks before climbing into bed. Xander stood there, eyeing her curiously as she looked back at him expectantly, patting the bed next to her as a cue to join her. With Xander joining her in bed, she at last could breathe a sigh of relief – or at least she tried to. She couldn’t believe she made it this far in her plan, though she did feel that she owed Xander an explanation.\n She turned her head toward Xander, who just looked at her with expectance.\n “I have something to confess, Xander,” she now began.\n “What is it?” replied the waiting Zeraora.\n “Um… well… I was hoping that we could get close to one another.”\n “Does this have to do with the Poképhiles we’ve been meeting recently?” he remarked. “I had a feeling that they would influence you.”\n Molly blushed heavily on being found out. Xander always knew how to get straight to the point.\n “Oh, please don’t be mad with me, Xander. I’ve just been curious about everything that everyone’s told me about Poképhilia, and I honestly find it a bit interesting, don’t you think?” She finally admitted, but with her gaze turned away in shame, she failed to realize the mischievous smile on the male Zeraora’s face. “I’m not saying that we have sex. Only that we can- “\n Her banter and worries were interrupted by a kiss upon her lips, the Zeraora lunging forward and embracing her by wrapping his arms as he pulled her head toward his. His lips quivered as he kissed his trainer feverishly, lapping at her tongue with his own as he gave a soft French Kiss that only a lover could give, the room filling with the wet squelching noise of their shared moment. Their eyes were closed, with Molly blissfully feeling her pokémon’s lips press against hers as his rough tongue rubbed her tongue and the rest of her mouth. She found out that Xander was surprisingly a very good kisser, and she loved his embrace as his hand was behind her head, pulling her even tighter against him.\n Soon, though, the two broke the kiss, and Xander looked back at Molly with a smile.\n “Of course, we can become Poképhiles, my love,” said the Zeraora, but not through telepathy. This time, he said these words with his voice. “I had a feeling that you would want to do this. I hope that we can have a satisfactory time together.”\n “Well, I did somewhat want to do this, but deep down I was also a bit nervous. But, it seems like you already made my decision for me,” replied Molly.\n “Well, I see that there are many ways we can enjoy our time together as a newly formed Poképhile Couple. We can keep kissing and making out for as long as we want, we can cuddle up either while clothed or nude, or we can have sex. What do you prefer?”\n It was a no-brainer for Molly. With this in mind, she leaned into his ear and whispered:\n “Fuck me good and hard, Xander.” With that, Molly slowly began to take off her clothes as she grew lustier by the second. She still couldn’t believe that Xander agreed so quickly to her demand, and now the two were on their way toward consummating their newly formed Poképhile relationship.\n Soon, Molly stripped down to her bra and panties, though with a leery look, she teasingly removed her bra to reveal the supple and white mounds that were her breasts. The two twins were nice and bouncy, making for the perfect play toys for Xander. And as such, Xander eyed her tits as a child would eye candy, and like a lollipop he wanted to suckle on the beautiful breasts and get a feel for how a tit feels in his mouth.\n “Let’s get started then,” Xander stated as Molly lay on the bed.\n With her breasts up in the air, Xander climbed on top of her, his eyes eyeing the soft, juicy mammary organs that were on her chest. He leaned into them, opening his mouth softly as he placed his lips around the left nipple of Molly’s left breast. And just like an infant child, Xander suckled her nipples as though he were a newborn, his tongue licking away at her erect nipple as he suckled on it as though it had milk to give. Given that it was of an impressive size, it was hard to believe that these bouncy tits didn’t have plenty of milk to give.\n As he suckled on her left teat, Xander used his clawed hand to grab hold of her right breast, the feeling of such a beautiful mound, like delectable fleshy goodness, being squished in his hand being enjoyable. He didn’t tire of squeezing the breast and feeling the soft fat inside, the milk-producing organs within her breast that would no doubt produce the milky white liquid were she to bear a child. And he made sure to do little circles around her tits with the sharp claw of his index finger, scratching her nipple’s most sensitive areas as he would even coyly pinch her erect tit to drive the pleasure home even more.\n Molly’s moans were music to his ears, with the young lady elated on having her breast suckled and fondled by her curious Pokémon partner. The feeling of having her left nipple suckled and her right breast fondled made it feel as though she was in the presence of an infant, not a curious pokémon. She even put her hand behind Xander’s head to pull him even more towards her breast. And he reciprocated this by suckling even harder as he was pressed into the soft white mound even more.\n The tit fondling and nipple suckling carried on for who knew how long, with the sound of fireworks outside getting even louder as the night crept up. This arousing and tender moment, the most tender that either side had become each other, was enough for Xander’s blue cock to come poking out of his crotch, the curiously blue organ becoming erect as the first globs of precum started to ooze from the tip. The smell wafted upward an hit Molly’s nose, the pheromones filling her with an intense desire that made her crave much morr than simply having her tits being suckled and fondled. \n Soon, though, Xander would have enough of sucking her tits without it producing any milk, instead going straight to the point of their sexual encounter. And as such, Molly had become incredibly lusty, her desire burning hot as she looked at her pokemon partner and said:\n “Please… fuck me…”\n Xander leaned into her and planted a kiss on her lips, smiling at her as he said:\n “It’d be my pleasure.”\n As such, Xander climbed on top of Molly as she lifted her legs up and behind her, her body getting ready to shape herself into a sort of missionary and mating press position, her flexible body easily allowing her legs to be lifted back and out of the way, perfect for Xander to have access to her now wet and drooling pussy. If Xander’s sex pheromones were enough to entice Molly, then he oozing pussy aroma was enough to drive the ultra-sensitive nose of Xander wild.\n “I think I’m going to enjoy this,” Xander said as he licked his lips. \n The Zeraora climbed on top of Molly, aligning himself with he entrance as his cock throbbed, his feline phallus waiting expectantly as he aligned himself with her hole. For the moment his cock just touched her entrance, with him deliberately rubbing against her clitoris to entice a reaction from her. And a reaction was what he got when Molly let out a pleasured moan as her Pokémon teased her. She bit her lip as she expected to be penetrated at any moment, with her pokemon being the first male go ever have sex with her in her life.\n Molly waited for Xander to penetrate her, to break her hymen and turn her into a woman. She wanted to know the feeling of having passionate love being made to her, of having a lover fuck her silly while making her more and more into a sex slut. She never felt so passionate about something like this in her life.\n “Please, Xander… be my first?” Molly asked with expectation.\n Xander nodded his head. “Gladly,” he replied back to her.\n Without wasting a moment, Xander pushed his cock into her expecting hole, immediately coming across her intact hymen. The Zeraora breathed a bit, taking in the feeling of his tip being inside his lover. With one push he broke the seal, with Molly crying out loud as she felt her tender members be broken. \n Molly was now a woman, her virginity having been claimed by someone she absolutely trusted and loved.\n But Xander was not going to stop at just breaking her hymen. He continued to push even deeper into her virgin body, pressing on as he felt just how tight and warm her pussy was. As be pressed forward he relished the enticing feeling of being constricted by the tightness of Molly’s vaginal walls. And the further he delved into her awaiting snatch the more he loved the sensation even more. \n As for Molly, the feeling of having something hard and warm pushed into her body was something that she never realized would feel so good. She had heard of his wonderful sex felt, and it lived up to the hype. It was hard for her to imagine why she hadn’t done this sooner, her body accommodating the penis that was penetrating deeper and deeper inside her. And her pleasured moans made clear that she loved every second of being used as her lover’s cock sleeve.\n Soon, Xander had pushed his entire rod into his lover’s sex hole, which was apt considering Molly didn’t have much space left for him to penetrate. With him now fully buried deep inside his lover, there was nothing left but to pull back out. The pull-out was just as euphoric for them both as their organs rubbed, that was until Xander pushed back into her and maintained a steady rhythm, inciting even more moans to come from his partner.\n “Yes… please, Xander… don’t stop,” said the poor girl as her mind was overwhelmed.\n “I won’t,” Xander assured. “In fact, I’m just about to get started.”\n Immediately, Xander began thrusting harshly in and out of Molly’s pussy, pressing his arms against her legs to have as much access as he could to her pussy. He dove deep into her, his thighs plopping against hers as he pounded her with gusto, the room filling with the sound of their intense lovemaking. At the same time, the wet sound of their squelching wet organs also filled the air, the two noises joining together to form the perfect ear candy for the two lovers. And Xander would not stop his onslaught even as Molly commenced howling through the pain she felt.\n It was too much too quick for her, but at the same time, she adored it so much. Molly’s mind was twisting and warping as she felt her pussy being split apart and the hard cock pressed back into her body, her desire to achieve the ultimate high never waning, as did the sheer euphoria that was coming over her, filling her mind with lusty thoughts and desires. She didn’t care so much about the pain anymore. She wanted to have her release, and she wanted to share that rapture with Xander.\n For who knows how long the pokémon and his trainer fucked like animals. But as Xander continuously made love to his trainer, he leaned forward and pressed his mouth onto her breast again, suckling her nipple as he had done before as he thrust into her. The feeling of being pounded while also having her nipple sucked on was proving too much for poor Molly, and her lusty desire was getting to a point where she was becoming overwhelmed.\n As a result, her pussy began convulsing hard, constricting her lover’s cock and milking it for its cum. She hadn’t quite yet reached orgasm, but she wasn’t far off. It wouldn’t be long before she would have her moment.\n “YES!!! PLEASE! FUCK ME MORE!” the young lady cried out loud in her rapture. Her poor mind was solely focused on having sex with the Zeraora, and as she approached her final moments, she just hoped that Xander was enjoying this as well.\n Indeed, Xander too was nearing the point of return as well. His cock was burning with the desire to let loose his seed, begging for the moment when he would fill his lover’s womb with a torrent of warm, sticky sperm. His balls clamored to be emptied, and his cock said likewise.\n “I’m gonna cum!” Xander warned.\n “Yes… Cum inside me, Xander! I want all of your hot sticky sperm inside me!” Molly begged.\n And when the moment came there were no words that could describe it.\n Xander thrusted one last time into Molly’s pussy, burying himself as deep as he could go before a fountain of sperm came squirting out of his tip. He bathed her innards with globs of messy, pheromone and sperm-filled semen, her innards being bathed with the stuff as her womb basked within the glory of her pokémon’s legendary spunk. So much fluid was being pumped into her, in fact, that fluid went up her fallopian tubes to where her awaiting egg cell was, the incompatible seed giving the egg cell no chance at surviving as multiple sperm cells penetrated it.\n For her part, Molly could only close her eyes as she experienced the euphoria of a lifetime. Her mind was no longer functioning properly as she was in a state of total bliss, her womb feeling nice and warm now that she had received her gift from her partner. All the while, Xander dropped his head in between her tits, resting his head there in her bosom as the two breathed long and hard after what was the best, albeit first, sex session of their lives. Their panting was evidence of the passion the two lovers felt.\n The fireworks outside the house were booming in the air, marking the arrival of the fireworks show that was going all around the neighborhood. And indeed the two had been making fireworks of their own, marking what would be a new relationship between the two lovers.\n “Did you enjoy this?” asked Xander as he lifted his head from Molly’s bosom.\n “I did…” Molly responded in her dreamy state. “I… this… was incredible.”\n With her mind thoroughly cooked, Xander still had in mind to give her a bit of stimulation. He lowered his mouth onto her breast again and suckled on her, inciting moans from Molly as her overly-stimulated mind could no longer handle the continued sucking of her nipple. And Xander continued to cruelly entice her, giving her one final moment for her to remember what a magical time this was.\n “Please… stop…” Molly pleaded, unable to withstand the stimulation anymore.\n “Hehe. Sorry. I couldn’t help myself,” Xander chuckled. “But I will say this… I’m happy to become a Poképhile with you, Molly.”\n “I am too, Xander,” she replied. “I hope that you’ll always love me and cherish me. I want to spend my life with you, and to get close to you.”\n “Likewise.”\n The two rested in each other’s embrace as they weaned themselves off of the height of their shared euphoria. There was something to be said about a newly forged Poképhilia couple, one that spoke of the practice itself. Sex was always enjoyable, of course, but it was the bond between pokémon and human that truly spoke about the practice. “Love Has No Bounds”, as the popular saying goes, and these two indeed shared a passionate and sincere love for one another, the likes that many Pokephiles out there also shared with their partners.\n As the fireworks carried on throughout the evening, Molly and Xander rested as they cuddled in each other’s arms. Today was a good day and one that would remain with them throughout the rest of their relationship together.\n So the two Poképhiles could hope…\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Poképhilia Story
Love Has No Bounds

Electrifying Fireworks
Independence Day 2024
       By J.C. Solis
      
       The whole of Daegar was in a hubbub at what the following Friday meant for the whole region. The people were ready to forget about the cold and cruel happenings from months prior and make way for a new time of peace and joy. Nobody wanted to dwell in dark and sinister realizations for long – the fact that Poképhilia was once again becoming the hot-button issue, more than any other discussion or plight within the country and, by proxy, the world. Protests and counter-protests have broken out all over Daegar, and the issue over the matter was far from being settled by either protestors or politicians.
       Some politicians have surmised whether allowing Poképhilia to happen should be condoned or condemned. Currently, according to the law, Poképhilia is neither legal nor punishable. It was something that remained sort of a gray area that the law could not get involved in. The only thing that could be done would be whether people or pokémon were being used or abused, and by then it would no longer be classified as Poképhilia but rather Pokémon Abuse – something which the law could indeed punish.
       But while some conservative lawmakers wanted the practice to outright be banished from the region, there were still some matters about where the line was drawn to what was considered Poképhilia. Would hugging one’s Pokémon partner, or giving them an affectionate kiss be considered Poképhilia? Or would the government ordain certain things as acceptable while others were punishable? And what about displaying affection to one’s pokémon in public? Would such affections also be punishable?
       These kinds of Questions held no clear answer and the city of Perkinsville was in a state of disarray. The more liberal folks of the Pokémon University, being mostly young people, mainly supported the cause. There was little chance that groups like the Anti-Poképhilia Crusaders or Team Shroud would gain a foothold in the University, given the rampant support for the cause. But there was still a sort of divide between the conservative and liberal folks in the city itself, with the well-off citizens tending to be older adults who had more traditional views against the practice.
       Nonetheless, Pokémon University was still a haven for those who wished to make great social changes. For the most part, the students all did their best to try and graduate, no matter which side of the argument they wanted to take up. Some were studying medicine, whether for humans or pokémon, as well as those taking up courses in engineering and other sciences. Others were embracing the arts, which the city of Perkinsville was known for given the murals and paintings that lined the streets. Whatever career path someone wanted to take, there was not much that the school didn’t teach, and there were plenty of students willing to learn said courses.
       For one student and her unique Pokémon partner, University life was not as cheery and enjoyable as she had hoped.
       Molly Lancaster was among the thousands of student who were enrolled for the short summer semester. In truth, she didn’t want to have to study during the blazing hot summer months, having hoped to use the good weather to do some extracurricular stuff. But her grades tanked during the spring semester, and so she needed to build them back up if she meant to retain her scholarship. Her fear of losing her funding due to bad grades pushed her to her limits, urging her to keep trying no matter what.
       Molly was not necessarily the brightest student out there. In truth, she was never an exceptional student throughout her school life, from Kindergarten to now. She just passed her courses with acceptable marks, noting to her ability to just retain knowledge but nothing else. As for her career path, this is where she proved to shine the most. She was an artist with a strong passion for traditional artwork. Her drawings were second to none when it came to her details and her ability to truly capture the essence of scenery. She refused to take up drawing digitally, for fear that things like stiff competition from other artists, an oversaturation of digital media, and the threat of Artificial Intelligence were the main reasons she chose to draw with a paintbrush rather than a drawing tablet.
       It was only a shame that the school enforced general education requirements for all their students, such as Communications and Ethics courses. And it was the Communications class that was sinking her Grade Point Average, or GPA, and putting her at risk of losing her artistic scholarship. Without free money, she would find it almost impossible to pay off the school’s tuition, university fees, textbooks, and drawing materials. Her career would end up dead in the water.
       But one person who helped her deal with all of the stress, and even served as a muse for her art, was her pokémon partner. But her pokémon was not a normal one, given that it was a rare mythical one.
       She was always accompanied by a legendary Zeraora, one who went by the name of Xander.
       While it was strange for a mysterious mythical pokémon to become a pokémon partner, it was even stranger that such a pokémon grew attached to the poor artist girl and her struggles. Xander was unique in that he behaved almost like a pet despite being a noble pokémon of unknown origin. And to have such a partner by her side gave the young lady some comfort, allowing her to find solace through her ordeals through university life.
       That being said, she did often garner attention from others for having a mythical pokémon as her partner, and even more so considering her was very clingy. The pokémon constantly asked for cuddles, and when he wouldn’t receive any he would oftentimes complain. But he still grew affectionate towards her nonetheless. He would even go as far as protecting her from anyone or anything that meant her harm, and since her being so close to a mythical pokémon brought a lot of attention, Xander was often weary of strangers and so made it known that he would not tolerate those who wished to be hostile towards them.
       Curiously, Molly herself received a lot of attention as well, given that she had a beautiful body and remarkable features. Her face was fair and had a few freckles on it that gave her the look of a ginger supermodel – despite her hair not being ginger and instead being naturally platinum blond. And most impressive of all was the rest of her body, sporting an hourglass frame that made her look like an absolute bombshell. Her curves were appealing, her breasts a bit big at an E-cup, and she bore white skin that seemed resistant to sunlight.
       By all accounts, Molly should be popular, having a good amount of friends that she ought to hang around with. But the gorgeous young woman was not fond of receiving attention, with her wearing clothes that often hid things like her butt, cleavage, and even her lower torso and thighs. She did her best to make herself look rather unappealing, instead of wearing make-up she would often go to school all-natural, just cleaning herself up but not applying any cosmetics. Still, her face betrayed her desire to be inconspicuous, as did her hair, giving off the blasted beauty she often felt she was cursed with.
       That being said, even despite her beauty perhaps attracting unwanted attention, Molly was a solitary woman, maintaining only a handful of friendships that she was close to. She preferred to go about her day without meeting anyone – though, of course, while being accompanied by Xander. It was rare for a young woman like Molly to be so anti-social, her privacy noted as she always did her best to be as inconspicuous as she could.
       But whenever she sat in one of the University’s many grassy courtyards and quad areas to do some drawing, she would often bring onlookers toward her as she drew the scenery around her. She even made not to draw the vast amounts of pokémon that patrolled the school, the school being a known pokémon reservation where the wild mons lived in bliss, unafraid of capture since it was prohibited to capture the school’s wild pokémon. And it was these wild pocket monsters that Molly would use as her muse, often giving them food in the form of berries so that they would stay still long enough for her to draw their form.
       That being said, another thing that Molly tended to enjoy doing was pokémon battling, with her main and only pokémon being the Zeraora who accompanied her. Xander could indeed speak to her, but not in the way that Poképhiles did with their partners. He used telepathy to speak to her and others – given that he was a legendary pokémon with a great deal more sentience than most other mons. And he would often voice his glee at defeating opponents, hoping that the victory proved satisfying to her. He would even take on opponents that he had a strong type disadvantage against, such as ground-type Pokémon – not to mention a mighty Garchomp at one point – but the legendary cat beat them all, making it known that he was a force to be reckoned with.
       But for now, Molly was drawing a Pidove that was eating at a small bowl of seeds that she had left for it. The small pigeon pokémon was happily pecking away at the small mound of seeds. Its preoccupation with eating allowed it to stay still longer enough for the outline of the scene to be set with pencil. And with that done, Molly could finally fill in the colors with her paint when she got back home.
       “That is quite the beautiful sketch you drew of a dumb bird,” remarked Xander via telepathy. “I think I ate two or three of those birdie wings the other day. Honestly, I’m a bit fond of what you humans cook, those… what are they called? Ah yes, buffalo wings.”
       “Maybe we can get some of those later today?” suggested Molly. “Honestly, the ones they cook her in the school KDB are so yummy. I forgot how many I tucked into last time.”
       One thing of note about Molly was that she was an avid carnivore. Despite her cutesy appearance and her apparent beauty, she liked eating meat of all kinds. Despite this, Molly often had a hard time putting on muscle weight. Her metabolism, coupled with her workout routine, kept her constantly trim and fit – though, despite the surplus of protein, she built muscle slowly. One wouldn’t expect Molly to eat more meat than the one that was served on the giant meat plates at high-octane steakhouses. But one would expect Molly to have rippling muscles or at least be more plump with all she could eat.
       The University’s KDB, or Kitchen, Den, and Bar was a place where the student hung out to order burgers and fries and other Daegar stereotypical foods, as well as getting a good pint of beer to drink. Though technically the university was a dry campus, the KDB was one of the few places one could order and drink alcohol. But neither Molly nor Xander liked to drink all that much, though the two weren’t necessarily teetotalers. Getting blind drunk was the last thing the two wanted.
       But as the two reminisced on food and drinks, including how delicious those Pidove looked to the Zeraora, suddenly a loud booming was heard up in the air. The sound of fireworks was heard, with a sparkle filling the sky as the fireworks exploded in a vast array of colors and shapes. While one would wonder why the school allowed for these to happen if caused by students, in reality, the fireworks were caused by a group of students in charge of shooting them in the air around High Noon – all of which was ordained and condoned by the school.
       The Daegar Region’s Independence Day was swiftly approaching, the event taking place this Friday. The 4th of July was a traditional holiday rooted in the Region’s history, this being around the time that Daegar broke free as a colony of the Galar Region and the Galar Empire. Of course, many people were celebrating beforehand, making merry almost every night until the final night itself.
       In truth, Molly wondered where she and Xander could go. She did receive an invite from a friend to come over to her house for a meal – with her bringing along her cousin and said cousin’s friend for a barbeque over at her house. Molly was a bit hesitant at first, but a nudging from Xander made her agree to the proposal. In truth, the cousin’s friend was pretty good at the grill, and he recently won an award at his local Lakeshire Town, beating a renowned chef and even a master-level griller at the scene.
       The friend who invited Molly was named Sarah, whom Molly cherished above all others. Sarah was such a sweet girl, making her one of the most approachable people whom Molly could get close to and even confide in. It was safe to say that the two hit it off like fuel and fire. And though she preferred to be reserved, Sarah would often bring the fun side of Molly out and help her enjoy her time in events like these. She truly cared for Molly, and they have been stalwart friends since Sarah transferred from Luminance Town College over a year ago.
       That being said, Xander was still cautious around Sarah, given that she had a tricky Zoroark as his pokémon partner. But the Illusion Fox Pokémon knew better than to play a prank on them, so Xander and the Zoroark maintained a cordial relationship.
       By this time, Molly gathered her drawing utensils and picked herself off the floor, wondering where to go next. Though the before-mentioned buffalo wings sounded tempting, in truth she wasn’t all that hungry. What’s more, she was running out of money, and until she would receive another payout from her scholarship fund, she would have to budget her coin well before she’d eventually go broke.
       The two left the quad area and headed for the central quad in the upper area of the University, a place known as the Freedom Of Speech Plaza. Here, activists of different kinds could show up and advocate for different causes or come to protest different events that were taking place both around the university and even the whole region. Many social issues have taken the fold, from the support of LGBTQ+ rights to the advocacy for people suffering from mental health conditions.
       But today was different. Since normally the Plaza featured the arguments of the day, today two sides were fighting one another and shouting out loud, so much that there was even the fear of there being a riot. As such, police officers alongside their pokémon attack units kept the order, bracing themselves for when the riot would get too much.
       The Poképhiles and Crusaders were within the plaza, each within the hundreds of strong – though the Pro-group was a lot larger than the anti-group. Many people held up signs ranging from “Free Love with Mons” to “Arceus Frowns on Poképhilia”, and so many more. It was a bout of epic proportions, bringing to the foray the most controversial topic of this age. And both sides were adamant about their takes and what they wanted to fight for.
       “Poképhilia is nothing bad!” cried out the leader of the Pokephiles. “Why would you deny us the right to love our pokémon?!”
       “Poképhilia is against what Arceus would want us to be!” cried back the leader of the Crusaders. “Why are you doing something that is against nature?”
       The two sides launched argument after argument, holding up their signs as they went back and forth. But neither side would back down.
       “What, are you going to kill us like how Team Shroud blew up that church?!”
       “No way! Team Shroud went far too overboard.”
       Then the crusade leader said something that shook up the argument and got everyone thinking.
       “But just because what they did was wrong, that doesn’t mean what you’re doing is right!”
       That final phrase made the crowd even more restless, and everyone was taken aback by what that final sentence meant. Though what Team Shroud did was diabolical and wholly evil, that still didn’t prove that Poképhilia as a whole was still good. The decision on Poképhilia’s morality remained inconclusive, with the court of public opinion still fiercely divided. Their arguing would keep going, and the future of the debate would remain in a deadlock.
       As for Molly and Xander, after seeing the protest and counter-protest boil over, they decided it was best to leave before things turned nasty.
       “Come, Molly. Let’s get away from here. I can’t stand these people making all this noise.”
       But as Molly and Xander moved away from the crowd, they suddenly bumped into two people they hadn’t expected to meet up with. It was none other than Sarah and the Zoroark named Virgil. And the two looked on with worried looks on their faces.
       “Hey there, Molly. A big, scary crowd of protestors is over there, right?” said Sarah with a tinge of fear. “Oh, I hope this doesn’t turn into a riot.”
       The Zoroark stepped up to explain.
       “My Flower is a bit apprehensive with the thought of there being violence everywhere,” explained Virgil to clear up the situation. “It seems that what happened at the Church in Lakeshire Town really affected her.”
       “Well, you didn’t have to go saying all that aloud, Virgil!” cried out Sarah.
       “My apologies, Flower.”
       Molly and Xander just looked at each other, happy to be with the good friend and her partner nonetheless of the bickering they did. But with such bickering aside, Sarah came up to Molly to tell her what she initially wanted to say.
       “I just confirmed what I told you the other day. My older cousin, Justin, and his best friend Jason are coming over to do some grilling for the 4th of July Party we’re throwing, Molly,” stated Sarah. “Those two are coming over for the 4th of July Annual Alumni Reunion for their University year, and they said they wanted to grill at my house along with some of my other friends.”
       “My Flower and I hope that you will attend. I sincerely doubt that any… issues will arise with you going. It’ll mostly be just the friends we know, along with some family,” added Virgil.
       On those “issues” that Virgil was referring to, he made sure to keep quiet about them so that nobody would hear that Molly had problems with her timidness and body consciousness. She had always wanted to attend parties and friendly gatherings. But Molly always felt that she brought too much attention to herself and, by proxy, her friends. And this wasn’t a one-off event; she and her friends would sometimes receive stares of amazement whenever Molly was around. And, since she was a female of age, those eyes tended to be from males – though not all of them were from human eyes.
       “I… I hope to go, then,” accepted Molly softly. “I don’t want to sit at home all alone with just Xander this Independence Day. I want to be with others, too.”
       “Perfect!” cried out Sarah, happy as could be that her friend was coming over. “You won’t regret it! There’ll be a whole ton of food and meat and drinks and- “
       Sarah carried on with all the prep work she had done for the party, all to everyone’s dismay as they had to listen to her giddiness. But soon, the overly excited lady stopped herself and apologized for the long and rambling tangent.
       With the preparations ready, Molly and Xander decided to head over to the school’s Personal Fitness Center, a gym where people and pokémon went to train and make themselves stronger. It was the main place where like-minded fitness enthusiasts went to get some training done, whether it be for personal health, training for a sport, or perhaps training for an upcoming Gym battle at the Perkinsville Normal-type Gym. Whatever the reason, there were always a lot of people within the PFC, and this reason alone always made Molly a bit nervous whenever she’d come here to do exercise.
       It wasn’t as if Molly dressed provocatively. She wore the usual gym clothes that almost everyone would wear. But her supermodel looks would occasionally receive the attention of meatheads and overly obnoxious men who did their muscle strength exercises at the weights section of the gym. Being cat-called by a bunch of egotistical gym bros was not something that Xander would stand for, however, as the powerful legendary Pokémon would often growl or become hostile towards any of the men if they got too close. At least Molly could count on her Pokémon bodyguard in case things were to get out of hand, and Xander was very good at getting his point across: Molly was his, and he would not allow such degenerates to get close to her.
       For the most part, Molly went to the locker rooms to get changed, where she was thankfully in the presence of fellow females, all while Xander stood outside, what with him being male and her trainer entering a single-gender room. But the beautiful woman was soon out, and the two went off to do their workouts. They went to the upper floor of the gym, where an indoor track was present where people used to do running. And it was here where Molly would commence her exercise alongside the Zeraora, the two running in tandem along the track for as long as they could.
       After a good hour of jogging, Molly looked at her fitness watch to see her progress, with her having run 5 miles nonstop, burning a good amount of calories, and reaching her fitness goal for the day. After all was said and done, She and Xander sat at a nearby seat, the poor woman feeling rather exhausted at the immense amount of work she put into her run.
       “Man, I’m whooped,” noted Molly as she drank from her bottle of water. “I kinda didn’t want to push myself anymore. I wanted to go to 6 miles, but I felt that 5 was good enough.”
       “Don’t overexert yourself, Molly. The least we need is for me to carry you home.”
       “And that would be a bad thing?” she teased in return. “Being carried back to our dorm in your arms sounds like it’d be a riot to me.”
       And with that, she wrapped her arms around the Zeraora’s neck, pulling him close to her as the cat grimaced at being touched. Xander didn’t often enjoy being felt all over, even by his trainer; such people would know that when he used the move Spark on them. But Molly he allowed more freedom to touch him, and he grinned and bore the feeling of being hugged, hoping that at the very least she had a good time.
       Suddenly, a voice she least liked to hear came to her.
       “Hey there beautiful! Come on down! We got some weight training to do.”
       Below on the ground floor were the gym bros over at the weights section, and the group just so happened to notice her. The men were also accompanied by male and powerful pokémon that looked as strong if not stronger than their human masters. But Molly just scoffed as she turned around and left them be, only for the antagonizing meatheads to continue their wooing. At this point, Xander looked down at the meatheads with a serious glare, with sparks coursing through body visibly as a sign that he was not happy with their antics, and that he was letting them off with a warning.
       The males, seeing how serious Xander was, backed away before things got more serious. But there was one among them that seemed to not have gotten the message.
       Molly returned to the locker room in a huff, hoping to put on her regular clothes and get out of there as soon as possible. She hated how the men would always come for her, and her beauty was once again to blame. As she got her clothes on, she began to think about what else she wanted to get done. It was still early in the afternoon, and there was a lot that a university student could do in that amount of time.
       And that included being pestered by men, for when Molly left the lockers and down the passage, one of the men who had previously antagonized her was there. But this one was a lot less patronizing… and less confident.
       “Um… hey there…” said the man. But he soon quickly raised his arms up as the Zeraora charged his electric energy. “Whoa! I’m not here for trouble! I just want to talk.”
       The Zeraora lowered his claws but still kept his eye on him for any sudden moves.
       “What… what would you like, then?” said the beauty who, for some reason, seemed to recognize him.
       “Well, you see… umm… I share a class with you. That art class over at the arts building. And, well, I’m not all that good of an artist. I was wondering if you could offer me some pointers as to how to draw more effectively. I mean, well… I can draw a mean picture, but you draw things that look like they could come out of the canvas! And I’d really like to reach your skill.”
       Molly soon recognized the man in front of her. His name was Vincent, or Vince or Vinnie to his friends and by those who knew him. Though he had impressive muscles and strength, he was also as much brain as he was brawn, with his coursework actually pertaining to psychology. But at the same time, he was also a bit shy around women, and it was evidenced whenever a hot girl came up to him during class, Molly included. Going to the gym with his fellow gym bros helped his confidence, but he was still a big nervous wreck no matter how one sliced it.
       “You’re not here to hit on me, are you?” questioned Molly.
       “No. Not at all. As a matter of fact, I already have a date with someone else. As I said, I need some pointers with drawing, and I was hoping if you could help me.” He then put his money where his mouth was. “Look, I can tell you’re still unconvinced. If it means anything, if it looks like I’m lying then your feline buddy there can kick the absolute crap out of me while you call the campus police on my sorry ass. I just don’t want you thinking that I’m a stalker or some crazy shit like that.”
       Molly nodded her head. Vince seemed genuine, and she didn’t note anything hidden within his words. Feeling that there wasn’t much danger to be had, especially with Xander around, she gave her approval.
       “Sure thing, Vince. Do you have some of your work with you?”
       “I got it on my phone. Wait for me at the gym juice bar and I’ll be back with my stuff. I’m about done with today.”
       And with that, Vince went for the locker room. In the meantime, Molly and Xander went to the gym’s juice bar and hangout zone, a place where people could order specialty nutrition smoothies and juices, as well as buy drinks from the refrigerators that lined the wall. It was a one stop place to buy one’s preferred poison, and off to the side was a lobby area where people could go to spend time with friends or just sit to pass the time.
       Molly and Xander didn’t order any drinks, instead opting to wait for Vince while the two discussed how they felt about him. Vince seemed like an ok guy, though Xander was not completely convinced.
       “He seems up to no good,” stated the overly cautious Zeraora. “I don’t believe he has a date at all. In fact, I believe he will find a way and make YOU the date.”
       “I don’t know about that, Xander. Vince seems like a chill guy, and I haven’t seen him behaving oddly while we were in class. Sure, he could do with a shower I bet, since he kind of came to us smelling a bit like B.O. But it didn’t seem obvious that he just wanted to get in my pants.”
       “I still say we exercise caution all the same.”
       At that moment, Vince came out of the gym area and was wearing clean clothes, having also sprayed deodorant for the offending odor he once had. Not only did he appear with clean clothes, but he also walked with what appeared to be his Pokémon partner: a female Delphox who walked by with a smile, ever cheery and happy.
       “Hey there, you two. Thanks for not ditching me or anything like that. I appreciate you coming to help me.” He then remembered that he didn’t come alone. “This is Kendra, my Delphox pokémon partner. She often helps me with psychology experiments and also with my arts and crafts. She uses her powers to help me see my muse with more clarity, and so help me draw. I know that sounds like cheating, but it’s worked for me so far.”
       Kendra bowed her head and smiled at the two, happy to see Xander and Molly while letting out a “Fox!” Pokémon called to show that nothing else was going on.
       “No worries, Vince. I don’t think Kendra using her powers to help you “see” better is cheating. I think that’s pretty helpful.” She then began to give her lesson. “An artist needs to think hard and long about his muse and make sure he has it in his head if he wants to draw what he has in mind. Or I don’t know, something smart like that, I guess.”
       “No, that was pretty good advice,” noted Vince. “I just hope that the photos I’m about to show you are up to par. I’m a bit nervous about whether my work is up to snuff.”
       Molly looked at the photos in Vincent’s smart on his work; the drawings he had done looked pretty impressive to her. The detailing was articulate, and it even had a sort of a still-life look to it. The photos of human faces, though, were where Molly was truly blown away. Vincent’s drawings of female faces were so realistic and detailed that it almost looked as though one was looking at a photograph. While the rest of his art was pretty impressive, his facial artwork was on another level – so much so that Molly felt that she would have a hard time matching him when it came to facial expressions and realism.
       “Is this your drawing?” wondered Molly. “It looks so real that, no offense, it almost seems fake.”
       “I got the canvas right here,” answered Vincent as he unrolled the drawing. Sure enough, the exact same drawing on the canvas sheet was also displayed on his phone. “Everyone says that I’m good at drawing faces. Everything else is okay but faces seem to be my forte. I just wish that I was as good at drawing the rest of a girl’s body on canvas.”
       “You’ll get there, Vinnie. You just got to believe in yourself,” encouraged Molly. “I know you’ll be able to draw better if you can do this kind of work like a synch. I’m rooting for you.”
       It was then that the doors to the University gym opened wildly, with Kendra crying out loud to call her trainer’s attention.
       “Fox!” cried out the Delphox in a panic.
       Three men came walking forward with three strong-looking Pokémon: an Aggron, a Conkeldurr, and even a Feraligatr. All six of them were walking toward Vincent and Kendra, with mean-looking faces on them.
       “Are you that fucking Poképhile who sent us those messages?” said the leader of the gang of thugs, a man wearing sunglasses and black tracks suit. “You got some mighty big balls to be saying that to us, telling us how wrong we are for supporting Team Shroud. I hope you realize that, for saying that shit, you’re not going to make it out of here in one piece.” The man then turned to look at Molly. “And that goes for your little girlfriend here, too.”
       “Leave her out of this, assholes!” jumped up Vincent as he stared the men down. “Your fight is with me and me alone.”
       Molly didn’t know what to think as Vincent stood up and stood between her and Xander against the thugs. But though she was normally shy, seeing a man so grateful as Vinnie stand up to defend her and her partner filled her with renewed confidence and energy.
       “Don’t worry, Vinnie. Me and Xander got these punks,” said Molly as she stood up from her seat and got ready to deliver an ass whooping.
       “You don’t have to do this, Molly. These guys came for me, not you.”
       “Just trust us on this, Vince. Me and Xander can wipe the floor with these bozos, easy.”
       At this, the lead thug burst into laughter, almost as though he was amused at what the lass spoke.
       “You hear that, boys? This bitch thinks she can go toe-to-toe with us.” But the thug then wrinkled his lip and looked on with all seriousness again. “This is gonna be a fun battle. Let’s get 'em, boys!”
       The thugs sent forward their pokémon, the first one being the Feraligatr as it came forward like a giant, crocodilian battering ram. The large blue reptile used Superpower to bash the two with a mighty hit. But Molly and Xander jumped out of the way, with the large reptile barreling into some furniture and making splinters out of the sofa and tables that got in its way before plowing into a wall. Seeing that the men indeed meant business, Molly commanded Xander to use Plasma Fists, and with that he charged his hands with mighty electrical energy, his hands engulfed in blue lightning before he charged for the big blue brute with all of his force.
       Xander connected his first punch with the Feraligatr’s jaw, causing the huge pokémon to stumble as he connected another punch on the other side of his jaw, and then another sock followed right in the belly. Xander punched with devastating force as he made quick work of the Water-type crocodilian, making sure to end the move by pulling his arm back one last time before punching the huge crocodile one last in the face.
       The Feraligatr’s face was beaten and battered, the huge crocodilian lurching to the side before he collapsed to the floor, completely KO’d for the count.
       But there were still two more pokémon to fight, and the next one to come was the Conkeldurr.
       “If my pokémon so much as grabs you, you’re as good as dead,” snickered the thug who commanded the huge brutish fighting type.
       In truth, the Conkeldurr was even slower than the Feraligatr that came before it. But the huge pokémon didn’t need to worry about speed when it threw one of its concrete pillars at a blazing speed toward the Zeraora, busting a hole in the back wall as Xander dodged the attack in time. Yet this wasn’t the end of the thrown items, for the Conkeldurr threw its other pillar at the electro cat, this one hurtling toward the juice bar counter and almost hitting the cashier.
       It was becoming clear to Molly that these brutes didn’t care if anyone got in their way. With the cashier running for dear life, Molly knew that she and Xander had to stop the thug before anyone got seriously hurt. Stopping the thug was precisely what the Zeraora set out to do, charging forward with the move Thunder Punch as his fist was covered in yellow electricity.
       However, the Conkeldurr was more than a little agile, not in dodging per se but instead by catching the Thunder Punch in his palm and closing his fist to envelope Xander’s hand in his crushing vice grip of a hand. Xander cried out in pain as he felt his hand be compressed under immense weight. But one look at the Zeraora would note a wide smile that was on his face – an odd gesture considering the pain he was in. But the devious legendary cat had this all planned out, as did Molly.
       “Now! Use Discharge!” ordered Molly.
       “What!?!” cried out the thug, realizing his pokémon had been led into a trap.
       Before the Conkeldurr could even let go, Xander zapped him to hell and back as electricity coursed through his body and made it directly into the body of the brutish fighting type. After a while, the pokémon had been sufficiently fried, with Xander finally let him go. The brute collapsed to the floor, his body more than a little toasted.
       The only Pokemon that remained belonged to the thug leader, and this one would prove to be the toughest battle – that is, were it not that Xander had a hidden move under his belt.
       “Do you honestly think you can beat my friend here, punks?” taunted the thug leader. “My pokémon has one final ace up his sleeve. Come on Aggron, time to Mega Evolve!”
       The Aggron was soon covered in white mega-evolutionary might, the sign of the mega-evolution symbol appearing before the brute before the light faded and his new, terribly powerful form was revealed. But Molly and Xander weren’t afraid. They knew well that they had their ace in the hole, and they weren’t about to give in even to a titan steel-type pokémon like the mega-evolved Aggron.
       “Alright, Xander, use Close Combat!” ordered Molly.
       “Not so fast!” clapped back the thug leader. “Use Flash Cannon, Aggron!”
       As the Zeraora charged for the mega-evolved pokémon, the Aggron opened its mouth wide and prepared to fire a beam of energy at Xander. But Xander was moving at such blazing speed that the Aggron could barely launch the beam before the first punch connected. Xander let out a flurry of devastating punches against the steel titan, causing it to lurch its head as it fired its beam…
       … directly at Kendra.
       But before the Delphox could be hit, Molly anticipated the hit and had preemptively moved to push Kendra out of the way. She grabbed the Delphox and used her strength so that they could avoid the beam. The Flash Cannon hit the back wall, creating a huge hole that went multiple layers through. It would have been a devastating move had it hit.
       Yet Close Combat was also a devastating move, with Xander standing in front of the Aggron after having tired from giving out a volley of intense punches. Though one would assume that titan would continue fighting, the Mega-evolution broke as the Aggron reverted to normal, collapsing the ground as the fight came to an end.
       The three thugs looked on in amazement at the mighty Zeraora as it stood in front of them. To take on their brutes with ease was something they had never anticipated, and with the sound of police sirens nearby, they knew it was time to beat a hasty retreat before they ended up being caught. They recalled their pokémon to their Pokéball, with the leader turning to say:
       “This isn’t over! We’ll come get you some other time, Poképhile boy! And we’ll be coming after your pretty protector, too!”
       The battle was done. And with it, everyone could breathe a sigh of relief. Molly picked herself off the floor and extended her hand to Kendra, offering to lift her.
       “Need a hand, Kendra?” offered Molly.
       The Delphox accepted, lifting herself up with the help of her savior before saying:
       “Thank you, Molly, for protecting both me and my trainer.”
       Molly’s eyebrows raised as she heard the words coming from the female pokémon’s mouth.
       “It… it’s true. You guys are Poképhiles,” said Molly in amazement.
       Vincent came up to explain everything.
       “Sorry that we dragged you into this mess with us, Molly. It’s true, Kendra and I are Pokephiles. And we heard that a group here in school had a few things to say about people like us. So I sent them an anonymous letter to tell them how wrong they were. Well, they found out who sent that letter, and here we are now.” He then turned to face his pokémon partner, now revealed to be his lover. “I just don’t like seeing people like us being judged for something we do in private. We love our pokémon, and we’d do anything to keep them safe. I’m sure you’ve felt that way about your Zeraora partner, no?”
       Molly and Xander looked at each other, curious as to whether they indeed had such thoughts. It was true that Xander loved Molly to death and would even sacrifice himself if it meant she could keep living. And Molly would do likewise for the legendary mon. But the two were not Pokephiles, nor had they ever intended to become Pokephiles. But this idea of a loving relationship between humans and pokémon was rather tender in Molly’s eyes. She could only imagine her having a Poképhilia relationship with Xander, having him become tender with her in ways that the two could only dream of.
       The police soon arrived alongside attack pokémon, with the whole area being swarmed by cops. Once the situation was cleared of hostilities, the officers began to interview everyone present, including the main victims: Molly, Vincent, Kendra, and Xander. The four gave as much info as they could to their attackers, with their names being cleared by surveillance cameras that were in the ceiling recording everything. The cameras, along with further witness testimony, proved the four’s innocence as victims, and they soon went on their way out of the gym.
       With his heart filled with shame over getting Molly and her partner involved, Vincent turned around to let something off his chest.
       “I know this day is pretty much a write-off for the both of you. I just can’t seem to apologize enough for what you two did for us.” Vincent then asked something that seemed a bit personal. “What are you guys’ opinions on Poképhiles? Think about ever joining up with them.”
       Molly and Xander gave each other a long look, staring into each other’s eyes as their eyes seemed to show the truth. Molly turned away bashfully as Xander scratched the back of his head. They hadn’t thought of ever having a Poképhilic relationship, though they were incredibly close to one another.
       Come to think of it, Molly and Xander did tend to be physically close to one another, though not necessarily in a sexual way. The two would often cuddle together, especially when winter came, and the snow fell. And Molly occasionally kissed Xander on the cheek in the past, though she had stopped doing so. There were a lot of examples of how close the couple had grown to each other. But the fact remained that even despite their closeness it had never occurred to them to go the next big step and become romantic, or even sexual.
       Molly turned to Vincent; her thoughts more centered.
       “Sometimes,” she replied truthfully. “But Xander and I never saw the need to become Pokephiles. We love each other, of course, but never in that way. We would sometimes feel uncomfortable whenever we’d get ideas to take things to the next level, and at the beginning of the Poképhilia debate, we’d even get uncomfortable being around Pokephiles. Then again we don’t hate Poképhilia or the people who practice it, either.”
       “At the very least you don’t hate us, which I truly appreciate,” acknowledged Vincent. “And I understand the reservations you may have about us. But I just want to say that us Poképhiles don’t mean anyone harm. That church bombing that happened a few months back proved that there are people out there who really mean us harm, and we as a community don’t want to antagonize people any more so that they plan something similar.”
       “I may have my reservations, but I never agreed with the church bombing,” stated Xander. “The bastards who did that can rot in hell for what they did. I have some barriers of my own that prevent me from joining that cause wholeheartedly.”
       “Well, whatever those barriers are, I hope that you at least don’t harbor ill will against us,” hoped Kendra in a soft feminine voice. “There is just something so supremely satisfying with loving my trainer the way I do. I can get close to him as much as I’d like and keep him close. It’s so… heartwarming to have Vinnie be so close to me.”
       Then came the elephant in the room.
       “By close, do you mean that you and Vinnie have… you know?” asked Molly with some nervousness.
       “Sex? Well, sometimes we do. But Vinnie is such a good lover. I don’t mind us having that at all if it means I can be that intimately close with him. Sometimes, I even feel like he’s more than just my trainer.”
       “I just try my best, Kendra girl,” replied Vinnie as he wrapped an arm around her, with the Delphox wrapping an arm around him in turn. “You see, Molly, Poképhilia is not just about sex. I mean, I won’t complain if I do get some, but there’s more to it than just mindless romping. And that’s the stuff that I wish those stuck-up assholes with shortsighted minds could see for a change. I wish more people out there could see that.”
       Molly and Xander were stuck hard by the words coming from Vincent. He make so many good points, and almost made it seem as though it was cool to be a Poképhile. But the couple still wanted to discuss this more in-depth before deciding on anything.
       In the meantime, Molly and Vincent parted ways, with the two hoping to catch up with one another the next time they saw each other in class. As for the rest of the day, Molly had the hope of spending her time with Xander as they would prepare for tomorrow’s barbeque grill outing. Sarah had invited her to see the fireworks tomorrow, she didn’t want to skip out on her friend and her friend’s friends inviting them to have a good meal.
       For now, Molly and Xander returned home. There was a lot to unpack from today, and the two partners had some discussions in mind about what Vinnie had spoken of.
       Perhaps there was something about Poképhilia that caught their attention. For all everyone knew, the seeds had been planted for new Poképhiles to be born…
      
       The late afternoon was set, and Molly and Xander had come over to Sarah’s house to have a good barbeque session. Sarah’s cousin, Justin Solis, alongside his friend Jason Kitchener, were also present – as were their pokémon, Lillia the Gardevoir and Camilla the Blaziken respectively.
       For his part, Jason was boasting a few medals around his neck, with all of them being gold. He proudly bore the fact that he defeated his rivals in the Perkinsville Grill-off Championship, where his old mentor Chef Alphonse Giuliano, and his friend’s dad, Hank Strideworth, also competed but only managed to win Silver for the Chef and Bronze for the Martial Artist master. In the end, though, it wasn’t much of a competition, with Jason thoroughly blowing the competition out of the water with a special family recipe he had secretly been hiding for the meat’s sauce and seasoning – or rather, was too busy trying to figure out since it required so many rare ingredients and was difficult to produce. Chef Al and Hank could only submit to the true Grill meister, feeling that they were beat fairly and justly.
       Not that his competition being humble made Jason humble, with the man gloating to his friends nonstop as to how wild it was that he won. It was only through the humbling efforts of Camilla’s fists that the man was finally able to shut up.
       “How’s the grilling coming along, Jason?” asked Molly, who was happy to meet Sarah’s good friend for the first time.
       “It’s coming along like a Greedent eating away at a pile ah berries; just pure joy,” replied Jason as the meat he bought from the market was being cooked. “It’s too bad I ran out of the special sauce to add these rack of ribs I got here. I’d have liked for all of you guys to have a taste of what a champion-winning rub tastes like.”
       “I swear, dummy, one more gloat and I’ll show your friends what a champion strength fist can do to a face,” threatened Camilla to her trainer.
       “Such violence?” remarked Xander, who was still getting used to the friends and their banter.
       “Those two are usually like that,” noted Justin.
       “Camilla likes to threaten her trainer to keep him in line, but she means well and still genuinely lover him,” added Lillia.
       “Yeah. I love this goofball all right. I’d love to kick his ass at times!” cried out Camilla.
       The rest of the friends burst into laughter as Camilla aligned her foot with her trainer’s rear and pretended to launch said foot at his behind. With him being in danger of hitting the hot grill, she kept her legs to herself as the rest of the gang watched the food being cooked while everyone spoke about their lives and happenstance.
       As for the other event that took hold, the Annual Alumni event also went off without a hitch, with Justin and Jason catching up with some old acquaintances from back in the day that they hadn’t seen in a long while – ever since they graduated from Pokémon University, to be exact. And though it was a fun time to reconnect with some old classmates, it also brought along some of the changes that have happened since those happy college days. Namely, one big change that happened to both Justin and Jason ever since they were there.
       This one thing was what was on Molly’s mind, and it was the thing that Molly and Xander noted about the three others around them: all three of them were Poképhiles. And yet they appeared to be no different from everyone else they had met. Even Vincent, from the day before, behaved in a way that was indistinguishable from anyone else. There was no boundary when it came to having a relationship with pokémon, and the pokémon loved being around their trainers.
       At this, Molly began to ask the Poképhiles some questions now that she had the opportunity.
         “What made us become Pokephiles?” repeated Justin. “Well, I come from a mental health troubled background, and Lillia was the one who dug me out of there. I felt like she wanted to be there for me, and since Gardevoir partners are known for being highly loving and protective, I guess things became easy for her and me to become Pokephiles.”
       “My case was just that I had feelings deep down about this chickadee that I hadn’t had before,” stated Jason when his turn came up. “I was always interested in Camilla, but one New Year’s Eve the two of us just really hit it off. We’ve been talking previously about stuff that’d been going down, and we realized that we made a good team – even if that means her conking my head every now and again.”
       “As for me… well…” Sarah turned to Virgil, the Zoroark nodding his head as he supported her in her decision. “I hit it off with Virgil after I saved his life when he was a Zorua, and when I was in danger of getting mugged and hurt, Virgil saved my life in turn. You could say that he’s my knight in shining armor, and from then on we hit it off.”
       Molly was interested in hearing all of what the Pokephiles had to say. She honestly found it so amazing to hear their stories – so much so that she turned around to look at Xander while he spoke with the pokémon. She tried to eye his body, his physical beauty, and his charm. Once she got used to seeing his body, she next tried to think about his personality, how strong her was at heart, and how close he’d love to get with her.
       The next thing she thought of was a little more Not Safe For Work.
       She imagined her having sex with Xander and how loving of a lover he would be with her. She imagined him pressing her muzzle up against her lips, getting to feel his tongue inside her mouth as the two French kissed to their hearts’ content. And she also imagined how his phallus must have looked like, as well as how it must feel to have it so deep inside her…
       That final thought made Molly blush. She didn’t know what came over her, and now that thought was clinging to her mind. She couldn’t shake the urge to want to be more intimate with her pokémon. And it was starting to bother her a bit. Then again, the thought of being even more loving with Xander was a sweet one, and if she were to ever have sex for the first time, then she’d like it to be with someone she could trust.
       Yes, Molly was a virgin – and something she did her best to keep to herself. She hated the idea of a man coming after her to take away her flower and get the honor of turning her into a woman, especially if that man was a stuck-up, overly-obnoxious douchebag. But if Xander would be the one to take her, then that would be all the better for her.
       With her mind now set, Xander and Molly commenced eating the food from the grill once Jason was done. A huge pile of meat was on everyone’s plate, and Molly found it hard to restrain herself from simply gorging on her plate like a predatory Lycanroc. But somehow she managed to withhold her carnivore instinct and made sure to tuck into some of the grilled veggies that Jason had grilled as well. And there was a lot of food to eat, with the pile of food sure to keep everyone happy and full – not to mention the drinks, preferably Oranguru Bortus’ Alolan Ale.
       As the evening carried on, the sound of fireworks made its way as the night sky was filled with colorful explosions. It wouldn’t be long before the full fireworks show began, considering it was currently 5 PM and the main spectacle wouldn’t start for another five hours.
       But by this point, Molly felt a strong urge to want to return home and “experiment” with Xander. She never felt this way before in her life, and it was rather shocking that she’d want to go through with something like this. Yet her heart was set and her mind was ready – to use plainer terms, with all that she had been thinking, she now wanted to fuck her pokémon.
       Molly told Xander that she was ready to return home to which Sarah complained about how early it still was. But Molly was set on going back, giving her farewells to all of her friends and their pokémon before walking down the streets home. The friends, though, weren’t fooled and knew what was on the flustered young girl’s mind. They only hoped that whatever she decided on doing would be what she intended to do and that she and her pokémon would thoroughly enjoy it.
       Molly and Xander arrived back at their home, a house with a quaint Tudor aesthetic that never grew old. The poor flustered lady couldn’t open the door to her house fast enough, with her heart thumping hard as she opened the two locks to her door and stepped inside. She couldn’t believe that she was about to do something like this, though she mused that this was a long time coming. There was only the hope that Xander wouldn’t reject her advances, especially with him being curious as to why the two left the barbeque so early.
       “Is there something the matter, Molly?” remarked Xander. “You look like you’re anxious to bits.”
       “Well… I just wanted to return home to rest,” she replied as she tried to keep her cool. “I’m a bit tired, and I want to go to bed.”
       “In that case, I’ll be in the living room reading a book.”
       But Molly would not let him go that easily.
       “No, wait! I mean… um…” The poor lady was getting even more flustered than before. “I’d really like it if you were to… um… cuddle with me? I feel a bit lonely right now.”
       “Lonely? Since when have you ever felt alone with me around you constantly?”
       “Oh, please, don’t make me beg, Xander!” complained Molly as her nerves got the better of her.
       “Fine. I guess I can read my favorite book some other time,” grumbled Xander.
       The two walked past their living room and entered their bedroom, with Molly kicking off her shoes and socks before climbing into bed. Xander stood there, eyeing her curiously as she looked back at him expectantly, patting the bed next to her as a cue to join her. With Xander joining her in bed, she at last could breathe a sigh of relief – or at least she tried to. She couldn’t believe she made it this far in her plan, though she did feel that she owed Xander an explanation.
       She turned her head toward Xander, who just looked at her with expectance.
       “I have something to confess, Xander,” she now began.
       “What is it?” replied the waiting Zeraora.
       “Um… well… I was hoping that we could get close to one another.”
       “Does this have to do with the Poképhiles we’ve been meeting recently?” he remarked. “I had a feeling that they would influence you.”
       Molly blushed heavily on being found out. Xander always knew how to get straight to the point.
       “Oh, please don’t be mad with me, Xander. I’ve just been curious about everything that everyone’s told me about Poképhilia, and I honestly find it a bit interesting, don’t you think?” She finally admitted, but with her gaze turned away in shame, she failed to realize the mischievous smile on the male Zeraora’s face. “I’m not saying that we have sex. Only that we can- “
       Her banter and worries were interrupted by a kiss upon her lips, the Zeraora lunging forward and embracing her by wrapping his arms as he pulled her head toward his. His lips quivered as he kissed his trainer feverishly, lapping at her tongue with his own as he gave a soft French Kiss that only a lover could give, the room filling with the wet squelching noise of their shared moment. Their eyes were closed, with Molly blissfully feeling her pokémon’s lips press against hers as his rough tongue rubbed her tongue and the rest of her mouth. She found out that Xander was surprisingly a very good kisser, and she loved his embrace as his hand was behind her head, pulling her even tighter against him.
       Soon, though, the two broke the kiss, and Xander looked back at Molly with a smile.
       “Of course, we can become Poképhiles, my love,” said the Zeraora, but not through telepathy. This time, he said these words with his voice. “I had a feeling that you would want to do this. I hope that we can have a satisfactory time together.”
       “Well, I did somewhat want to do this, but deep down I was also a bit nervous. But, it seems like you already made my decision for me,” replied Molly.
       “Well, I see that there are many ways we can enjoy our time together as a newly formed Poképhile Couple. We can keep kissing and making out for as long as we want, we can cuddle up either while clothed or nude, or we can have sex. What do you prefer?”
       It was a no-brainer for Molly. With this in mind, she leaned into his ear and whispered:
       “Fuck me good and hard, Xander.” With that, Molly slowly began to take off her clothes as she grew lustier by the second. She still couldn’t believe that Xander agreed so quickly to her demand, and now the two were on their way toward consummating their newly formed Poképhile relationship.
       Soon, Molly stripped down to her bra and panties, though with a leery look, she teasingly removed her bra to reveal the supple and white mounds that were her breasts. The two twins were nice and bouncy, making for the perfect play toys for Xander. And as such, Xander eyed her tits as a child would eye candy, and like a lollipop he wanted to suckle on the beautiful breasts and get a feel for how a tit feels in his mouth.
       “Let’s get started then,” Xander stated as Molly lay on the bed.
       With her breasts up in the air, Xander climbed on top of her, his eyes eyeing the soft, juicy mammary organs that were on her chest. He leaned into them, opening his mouth softly as he placed his lips around the left nipple of Molly’s left breast. And just like an infant child, Xander suckled her nipples as though he were a newborn, his tongue licking away at her erect nipple as he suckled on it as though it had milk to give. Given that it was of an impressive size, it was hard to believe that these bouncy tits didn’t have plenty of milk to give.
       As he suckled on her left teat, Xander used his clawed hand to grab hold of her right breast, the feeling of such a beautiful mound, like delectable fleshy goodness, being squished in his hand being enjoyable. He didn’t tire of squeezing the breast and feeling the soft fat inside, the milk-producing organs within her breast that would no doubt produce the milky white liquid were she to bear a child. And he made sure to do little circles around her tits with the sharp claw of his index finger, scratching her nipple’s most sensitive areas as he would even coyly pinch her erect tit to drive the pleasure home even more.
       Molly’s moans were music to his ears, with the young lady elated on having her breast suckled and fondled by her curious Pokémon partner. The feeling of having her left nipple suckled and her right breast fondled made it feel as though she was in the presence of an infant, not a curious pokémon. She even put her hand behind Xander’s head to pull him even more towards her breast. And he reciprocated this by suckling even harder as he was pressed into the soft white mound even more.
       The tit fondling and nipple suckling carried on for who knew how long, with the sound of fireworks outside getting even louder as the night crept up. This arousing and tender moment, the most tender that either side had become each other, was enough for Xander’s blue cock to come poking out of his crotch, the curiously blue organ becoming erect as the first globs of precum started to ooze from the tip. The smell wafted upward an hit Molly’s nose, the pheromones filling her with an intense desire that made her crave much morr than simply having her tits being suckled and fondled.
       Soon, though, Xander would have enough of sucking her tits without it producing any milk, instead going straight to the point of their sexual encounter. And as such, Molly had become incredibly lusty, her desire burning hot as she looked at her pokemon partner and said:
       “Please… fuck me…”
       Xander leaned into her and planted a kiss on her lips, smiling at her as he said:
       “It’d be my pleasure.”
       As such, Xander climbed on top of Molly as she lifted her legs up and behind her, her body getting ready to shape herself into a sort of missionary and mating press position, her flexible body easily allowing her legs to be lifted back and out of the way, perfect for Xander to have access to her now wet and drooling pussy. If Xander’s sex pheromones were enough to entice Molly, then he oozing pussy aroma was enough to drive the ultra-sensitive nose of Xander wild.
       “I think I’m going to enjoy this,” Xander said as he licked his lips.
       The Zeraora climbed on top of Molly, aligning himself with he entrance as his cock throbbed, his feline phallus waiting expectantly as he aligned himself with her hole. For the moment his cock just touched her entrance, with him deliberately rubbing against her clitoris to entice a reaction from her. And a reaction was what he got when Molly let out a pleasured moan as her Pokémon teased her. She bit her lip as she expected to be penetrated at any moment, with her pokemon being the first male go ever have sex with her in her life.
       Molly waited for Xander to penetrate her, to break her hymen and turn her into a woman. She wanted to know the feeling of having passionate love being made to her, of having a lover fuck her silly while making her more and more into a sex slut. She never felt so passionate about something like this in her life.
       “Please, Xander… be my first?” Molly asked with expectation.
       Xander nodded his head. “Gladly,” he replied back to her.
       Without wasting a moment, Xander pushed his cock into her expecting hole, immediately coming across her intact hymen. The Zeraora breathed a bit, taking in the feeling of his tip being inside his lover. With one push he broke the seal, with Molly crying out loud as she felt her tender members be broken.
       Molly was now a woman, her virginity having been claimed by someone she absolutely trusted and loved.
       But Xander was not going to stop at just breaking her hymen. He continued to push even deeper into her virgin body, pressing on as he felt just how tight and warm her pussy was. As be pressed forward he relished the enticing feeling of being constricted by the tightness of Molly’s vaginal walls. And the further he delved into her awaiting snatch the more he loved the sensation even more.
       As for Molly, the feeling of having something hard and warm pushed into her body was something that she never realized would feel so good. She had heard of his wonderful sex felt, and it lived up to the hype. It was hard for her to imagine why she hadn’t done this sooner, her body accommodating the penis that was penetrating deeper and deeper inside her. And her pleasured moans made clear that she loved every second of being used as her lover’s cock sleeve.
       Soon, Xander had pushed his entire rod into his lover’s sex hole, which was apt considering Molly didn’t have much space left for him to penetrate. With him now fully buried deep inside his lover, there was nothing left but to pull back out. The pull-out was just as euphoric for them both as their organs rubbed, that was until Xander pushed back into her and maintained a steady rhythm, inciting even more moans to come from his partner.
       “Yes… please, Xander… don’t stop,” said the poor girl as her mind was overwhelmed.
       “I won’t,” Xander assured. “In fact, I’m just about to get started.”
       Immediately, Xander began thrusting harshly in and out of Molly’s pussy, pressing his arms against her legs to have as much access as he could to her pussy. He dove deep into her, his thighs plopping against hers as he pounded her with gusto, the room filling with the sound of their intense lovemaking. At the same time, the wet sound of their squelching wet organs also filled the air, the two noises joining together to form the perfect ear candy for the two lovers. And Xander would not stop his onslaught even as Molly commenced howling through the pain she felt.
       It was too much too quick for her, but at the same time, she adored it so much. Molly’s mind was twisting and warping as she felt her pussy being split apart and the hard cock pressed back into her body, her desire to achieve the ultimate high never waning, as did the sheer euphoria that was coming over her, filling her mind with lusty thoughts and desires. She didn’t care so much about the pain anymore. She wanted to have her release, and she wanted to share that rapture with Xander.
       For who knows how long the pokémon and his trainer fucked like animals. But as Xander continuously made love to his trainer, he leaned forward and pressed his mouth onto her breast again, suckling her nipple as he had done before as he thrust into her. The feeling of being pounded while also having her nipple sucked on was proving too much for poor Molly, and her lusty desire was getting to a point where she was becoming overwhelmed.
       As a result, her pussy began convulsing hard, constricting her lover’s cock and milking it for its cum. She hadn’t quite yet reached orgasm, but she wasn’t far off. It wouldn’t be long before she would have her moment.
       “YES!!! PLEASE! FUCK ME MORE!” the young lady cried out loud in her rapture. Her poor mind was solely focused on having sex with the Zeraora, and as she approached her final moments, she just hoped that Xander was enjoying this as well.
       Indeed, Xander too was nearing the point of return as well. His cock was burning with the desire to let loose his seed, begging for the moment when he would fill his lover’s womb with a torrent of warm, sticky sperm. His balls clamored to be emptied, and his cock said likewise.
       “I’m gonna cum!” Xander warned.
       “Yes… Cum inside me, Xander! I want all of your hot sticky sperm inside me!” Molly begged.
       And when the moment came there were no words that could describe it.
       Xander thrusted one last time into Molly’s pussy, burying himself as deep as he could go before a fountain of sperm came squirting out of his tip. He bathed her innards with globs of messy, pheromone and sperm-filled semen, her innards being bathed with the stuff as her womb basked within the glory of her pokémon’s legendary spunk. So much fluid was being pumped into her, in fact, that fluid went up her fallopian tubes to where her awaiting egg cell was, the incompatible seed giving the egg cell no chance at surviving as multiple sperm cells penetrated it.
       For her part, Molly could only close her eyes as she experienced the euphoria of a lifetime. Her mind was no longer functioning properly as she was in a state of total bliss, her womb feeling nice and warm now that she had received her gift from her partner. All the while, Xander dropped his head in between her tits, resting his head there in her bosom as the two breathed long and hard after what was the best, albeit first, sex session of their lives. Their panting was evidence of the passion the two lovers felt.
       The fireworks outside the house were booming in the air, marking the arrival of the fireworks show that was going all around the neighborhood. And indeed the two had been making fireworks of their own, marking what would be a new relationship between the two lovers.
       “Did you enjoy this?” asked Xander as he lifted his head from Molly’s bosom.
       “I did…” Molly responded in her dreamy state. “I… this… was incredible.”
       With her mind thoroughly cooked, Xander still had in mind to give her a bit of stimulation. He lowered his mouth onto her breast again and suckled on her, inciting moans from Molly as her overly-stimulated mind could no longer handle the continued sucking of her nipple. And Xander continued to cruelly entice her, giving her one final moment for her to remember what a magical time this was.
       “Please… stop…” Molly pleaded, unable to withstand the stimulation anymore.
       “Hehe. Sorry. I couldn’t help myself,” Xander chuckled. “But I will say this… I’m happy to become a Poképhile with you, Molly.”
       “I am too, Xander,” she replied. “I hope that you’ll always love me and cherish me. I want to spend my life with you, and to get close to you.”
       “Likewise.”
       The two rested in each other’s embrace as they weaned themselves off of the height of their shared euphoria. There was something to be said about a newly forged Poképhilia couple, one that spoke of the practice itself. Sex was always enjoyable, of course, but it was the bond between pokémon and human that truly spoke about the practice. “Love Has No Bounds”, as the popular saying goes, and these two indeed shared a passionate and sincere love for one another, the likes that many Pokephiles out there also shared with their partners.
       As the fireworks carried on throughout the evening, Molly and Xander rested as they cuddled in each other’s arms. Today was a good day and one that would remain with them throughout the rest of their relationship together.
       So the two Poképhiles could hope…
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