Chapter 3 The morning sun shone brightly through Kutsa’s bedroom window. Warm rays of light tickled her awake. She rose from her lavishly decorated bed, her paws squishing and rubbing at her cheeks. Electricity sparked from her pouches, dancing across her palms and dissipating into the air. Kutsa’s room was anything but quaint. She had grown up with the best of everything, being the daughter of the village chief. Despite the spoils, she wished she had come up differently. Those thoughts quickly disappeared as she slipped from her heavy blankets. Her claws clacked and scratched across the wooden floor. She yawned and stretched her winged-arms. Her tail swayed with each step, giving away her excitement for the coming day. The house backed a waterfall. Fresh water from the falls flowed through the kitchen and bathroom. Water collected in a tank for heating, used for bathing and cleaning. A fire type came once a morning to warm the water, a service not all Pokémon could afford; but one Kutsa was happy to have. A wooden lever controlled the hot water, easily pulled down when more water was required. The young Emolga squeaked and chittered as the water spread across her fur. Her paws glided across her soaked body, lathering herself with a flower scented soap; along her wings, down her back and up her tail. She cleaned between her legs, something her father had told her to do daily, though she didn’t understand completely why. Her folds was sensitive to the touch, but her innocent mind ignored any feelings of growing pleasure; passing them off as a funny thing her privates do. After drying herself with a towel, she made a beeline for the kitchen. Delicious scents wafted through the air, making her stomach growl with anticipation. She rounded a corner, almost bumping right into her father. “You’re always in such a hurry.” He chided. “You should slow down and enjoy your youth!” Kutsa slammed on the breaks. Her father, Bruce, an imposing Swampert, towered over her with a kind smile. “I have to go fast! You know I do!” Bruce chuckled, shaking his head. “You’ll regret leaving your childhood behind so fast! Relax. Take it easy. Go for the ride while it lasts.” Kutsa rolled her eyes as she hopped up onto a chair. A fresh plate of steaming berries and other greens was swiftly pushed in front of her. She dug in with child-like enthusiasm. “You’ll be the village chief someday. I want you to relax while you can.” Kutsa groaned past a mouthful of Oran Berry. “Daaad! We talked about this.” Bruce sighed, his tail swaying behind him. “You have to accept it! It’s your responsibility. I did it. You will do it.” “But!” “No buts! Why do you think I let you get away with so much? I want you to have fun before you have to grow up.” Kutsa jumped up on her chair, slamming her paws against the table; her cheeks crackling with electricity. “I want to go on adventures!!” The Emolga was nearly in tears as she stubbornly stared down her father. She sniffled and wiped her nose with her forearm, before hopping down off the chair and breaking into a sprint. She ran out the front door, leaving her father to stew alone. The sun shone brightly, not a cloud blocked the sky above. Kutsa’s house overlooked the entire village. She could see everything, from the lake to the great forest. Pokémon went about their business, while most disappeared inside the school. She silently cursed herself for being late again before kicking into overdrive. She jumped up in the air and caught the wind under her wings and glided down the hill. The Emolga was not a good flier. She weaved between buildings and dodged obstacles, but her sloppy headstrong attitude kept her from adjusting perfectly each time. Without even a second thought, she zipped around a blind corner. Smack! Kutsa came to a dead stop against Twilight’s forehead. The unfortunate canine fall backwards with a shrill bark, knocked out cold by the Emolga’s rock hard skull. “Twilight!” Fenny said, as he rushed to his side. He nosed the Riolu, earning him a few groans. “Oh no! Dad is going to get really mad!” Kutsa shook it off quickly, holding a paw to her head. She was nearly immune to head injuries, having hit enough trees to strengthen her skull; much to the dismay of her father. “H-hey! Watch where you’re goi-” Kutsa’s words fell away as she looked down at who she hit. “Twilight!?” She knelt down next to Fenny, her paws cradling his head. “I’m so sorry!” Twilight slipped in and out of consciousness. Voices faded in and out; all but disappearing once he felt his head draped against a pillow. He woke after what seemed like an eternity later, his paw cradling his spinning head. “Mrf... W-what happened?” Kutsa ran to his side. “You... I mean... We had an accident.” Fenny butted in. “She hit you while gliding to school.” “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to.” Kutsa stared daggers at the little Fennekin. She always thought Fenny was strange, to the point where she believed him not to like her at all. Fenny had never been interested in friends, not with her or anyone else in the class. Now he and Twilight seemed to be closer friends than even she was with the young Riolu. The thought of losing her new friend worried her, especially since it meant Fenny could sway Twilight away. “Rather inconsiderate.” Fenny said, giving her an equally venomous look. The Fennekin did not like Kutsa. He saw her as a troublemaker; a kid without a leash. Always running back and forth, getting everyone around her into trouble. Though, after what his father had said to him the day before, he was beginning to change his opinion. She was beautiful, he had to admit. Her fur was glossy and well kept, as if she bathed everyday. She smelled clean and fresh, like a field of wild flowers. He watched as she leaned over Twilight, her tail erect and arcing over her back. Kutsa was unaware that she was giving the young fox a clear view of her privates; a soft tailhole hidden in dense fur, and her pussy was much the same, but a clear line of pink was barely visible between her folds. Each time she moved to get a better look at Twilight, her thighs would squish her slit together. Fenny’s heart thumped against his chest, his heat rising up to his cheeks. He shook his head, trying his best not to get aroused in front of everyone. Twilight nuzzled into Kutsa soft paw. She felt wonderful, but his aching head reminded him why he was where he was. He groaned, pushing himself to a sitting position. “Take it easy!” Kutsa whined. “If you die, my dad will ground me forever!” “I’m glad you’re thinking of me...” He said rather sarcastically. Kutsa, however, didn’t catch it. “That’s because I was worried! I hit you really hard. Even the nurse said you were lucky not to have permanent damage...” “How come you’re okay?” “My head is as hard as a rock!” Kutsa said proudly. “About as smart as one too...” Fenny said under his breath. Twilight swung his legs over he side of the bed and stood himself up with Kutsa’s help. “The nurse said you could go to class when you felt better. You missed the first one, but you’re just in time to see Officer Magnezone! He’s so cool!” Fenny walked to Twilight’s side, leaning his weight against him. The Riolu was grateful for the extra support, his head still swimming as he took his first steps. They walked out of the room, down the hall, and into the courtyard. Other students had already begun to amass, some glancing over at the shuffling trio. “They’re all looking at us...” Twilight whispered. “Well, yeah. You’re the new kid that got knocked out on his way to school.” Kutsa teased. “Whose fault was that?” “Semantics!” Twilight scanned the room, his sensory lobes lifting subconsciously; flooding him with a brilliant array of emotions. Many different types of Pokémon sat waiting. From water to rock, dark and fire. All of them blended and mingled together without issue. The students were around the same age as Twilight, that much he could tell. Most of the species of Pokémon he could not identify without a bit of thought, but most of his meanderings went blank before the word came to his tongue. Any anxiety he might of had vanished once Kutsa pulled him down to sit; Fenny sat opposite, their shoulders tight together. All eyes turned to the courtyard entrance. Magnezone and a squad of Magnemite floated into the courtyard. A Farfetch’d followed close behind, his wing high in the air to silence the class of restless kids. The murmurs never died down totally. Twilight could hear a few of the other children whisper about how cool the police force was and how they wanted to be just like them when they grew up; but their whispering died out completely once Magnezone began to speak. “It is so good to see all of you safe and well!” He turned to Farfetch’d. “Your wonderful teacher has told me there are many new faces at the school.” Many of the children seemed to sit up straighter, hoping to be recognized by the figure of justice. Magnezone scanned the audience, nodding at all those he didn’t recognize. “I hope all you follow the rules and laws of this land!” A chorus of replies rang out from the children, all of whom where silenced by Farfetch’d. Magnezone nodded, letting the children settle down. “Some of you are familiar with those laws, but others are not. Today, at the request of Farfetch’d, we’ll be going over them once more.” Some of the children groaned, but others were eager to listen. Twilight was one of them, his tail wagged and his sensory lobes lifted in excitement. Fenny yawned, not interested at all, while Kutsa practically bounced in place next to Twilight. “Oooh, you’re going to love this, Twi!” Kutsa squished into Twilight’s side, earning herself a glare from Fenny who quickly did the same. Twilight sat sandwiched between the two kids, his tail wagging behind him as he listened intently to Magnezone. “Some of these rules can change region to region. Even town to town. The universal laws are the ones we all follow, no matter where we are. Wild Pokémon are exempt from these rules. We will discuss those, but for now!” He made sure all the children were listening before continuing. “The first law! All children under the age of twelve years must attend school.” Farfetch silenced some of the older children for groaning; they were all too eager to be done with school. “Law two!” Magnezone hesitated, looking at his colleagues and even Farfetch’d for support. They nodded to him, encouraging him to continue. “Err. Yes. Law two. Your parents and teachers would have told you by now what mating is...” Static built up around his magnets. “Mating is not to be taken by force. You are not allowed to mate with a Pokémon under the age of sixteen, nor are you allowed to mate with a Pokémon under the influence of mind altering attacks, abilities or pheromones. Consent is required!” The older children had flushed red around their cheeks and shuffled awkwardly where they sat. Kutsa was just as uncomfortable, but her two companions didn’t even flinched. Fenny was perplexed the most, tilting his head. How could something so pleasurable be so wrong? Twilight didn’t know what to think. He knew deep down such things were wrong, but that very thought made it exciting. He shared a knowing look with Fenny, who gave him a toothy grin. “Law three! Stealing is a crime and will be punished by the proper authorities.” A nod from all the students was enough for Magnezone to move on. “Law 4! Slavery and kidnapping is forbidden. The slave trade is highly illegal. The guilds all over the land fight these criminals and their organizations everyday.” The students mumbled between themselves. Their region was very peaceful compared to others. Many had not even seen or heard of the slave trade. “In regard to humans, there are special rules. Humans are exempt from all the laws, as long as those actions lead to positive outcomes. Partner Pokémon of the Human’s team WILL be punished, however, if said human causes more harm than good. Partner Pokémon are to keep their human in check and protect them from negative influences.” Humans were never a hot topic at school. They were at most a legend to normal folk, yet Magnezone himself believed humans to be a real concern. Twilight perked up at the mention of Humanity, as if something inside him screamed out. Fenny swallowed nervously, knowing Twilight’s true identity. He leaned up against his Riolu friend, trying his best to take his mind off the topic. “Hey, we’re gonna have a lot of fun tonight, remember?” Fenny whispered, nuzzling into his friend. Twilight leaned into his friend, returning the affection. “Y-yeah! I can’t wait. Your dad is so cool to help us do that...” Farfetch’d rose his wing once more, calming the class down before Magnezone could speak again. “One last thing!” Magnezone said, turning to look directly at Kutsa. “No trespassing! No vandalism! Respect other Pokémon and their homes!” Kutsa blushed profusely, rubbing at the back of her head amid the chuckling of her classmates. Farfetch’d cleared his throat and raised his wing. He spun his leek into the air, catching it expertly as he spoke. “Thank you, Mr. Magnezone! Today’s speech was wonderful. We all hope to see you again soon...” Kutsa sighed in relief, grateful for the change in subject. Magnezone and his colleagues chatted with Farfetch’d. A few pleasantries were given before the officers floated away; leaving the bird to address his class. “Combat practice will be out in the meadow! Hurry on, now. You know how Watchdog gets, if he’s kept waiting.” Kutsa jumped up, fire in her eyes. She practically pulled Twilight up onto his paws, Fenny quick to follow. “Did you guys hear that? We get to practice our moves!” Kutsa said, dashing off way ahead of everyone else. “She’s excitable, isn’t she?” “You don’t know the half of it. She’s a handful. If you’re going to be her friend, you’re going to need to keep up with that...” Fenny growled, then said just barely above a whisper. “Or teach her to lift that tail of hers...” Twilight heard his friend, his tail wagging at the thought. “You think she would?” “For sure, but we have to be careful. She’s the chiefs daughter, ya know.” The boys picked up the pace, hurrying to catch up with the speedy Emolga. They rounded the corner, weaving in and out of the various other Pokémon. Very few seemed as eager to practice their skills, besides some of the older, scarier looking Pokémon. Most of the older students had evolved or developed greatly, leaving the other students behind in power. They knew it, flaunted it around when the teachers weren’t looking. “Hey!” As if on queue, an older Charmander knocked Kutsa to the ground. “Watch where you’re going, zappy.” He said, blowing smoke from his nostrils. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to bump into you.” The Charmander snorted. “I don’t care if you’re the chief’s daughter. Do it again and I’ll roast you.” As if to emphasize his point, he shot a blast of fire next to Kutsa’s footpaws. “W-wait! I don’t want to fight!” “Then watch yourself. Next time you won’t be so lucky.” He licked his lips, looking the little girl up and down with predatory eyes. Kutsa swallowed nervously, wrapping her arms around her body to cover herself from his gaze. The Charmander and his group of friends, a Squirtle and a Bulbasaur, laughed together as they left Kutsa to collect herself. She sniffed and wiped her nose with her forearm, her tail dragging in the dirt behind her. “Wait up!” Twilight called, rubbing shoulders with the Emolga. “Did they hurt you?” She sniffed back tears. “N-no. Dante just likes teasing me. He’s been like that for as long as I’ve known him... Just a jerk...” Twilight growled. “I won’t let him do that to you anymore.” “It’s okay... He won’t actually hurt me. He’s too scared of my dad.” “Your dad is the chief, right? What’s he like?” Kutsa perked up a bit. “He’s big and strong, the strongest in the whole village! He’s respected by everyone in town, even by those around the forest.” “Is he nice?” “Sometimes.” Kutsa began. “He can be very tough and old fashioned, but he’s been a really good leader. Wants me to be the same as him one day, but I...” Kutsa deflated. “I don’t want to be like him. I want to go on an adventure!” Twilight’s tail wagged behind him. Something deep inside him wanted the same things as this young Emolga, but he couldn’t explain it. “An adventure would be lots of fun! Just like when we saved Goomy...” Fenny walked up behind the duo. His ears twitched, and he followed his nose to the burn spot on the ground. He sniffed it, narrowing his eyes at Dante across the field. They locked eyes, sharing a tense look before the Charmander turned away with a huff. “Dante...” Fenny began, stealing Twilight’s attention from Kutsa. “He really meant to hurt her... I mean, would have hurt her. This attack,” He said, pawing at it. “Was meant to harm.” “How can you tell?” Twilight asked, bending down to touch the burn mark. He yelped, pulling back as the scorched earth burnt his paw pads. “That’s why. I’m a fire type, same as him.” He snickered. “Don’t go touching fire, dummy.” He reached out and pulled Twilight’s paw down to his muzzle, his tongue dragging across the burnt digits. Twilight felt instant relief, his throat alive with soft growls and barks. Kutsa peeked over Twilight’s shoulder, watching the Fennekin perform his first-aid. “We have a nurse, ya know.” Fenny growled at her, flicking his tail. “Remind me not to worry about you next time.” “I didn’t need you to tell me fire is hot.” She began. “He just did it to scare me...” Twilight pulled away from Fenny, a blush creeping across his muzzle. “Y-yeah. Kutsa is probably right. No way that guy would mess with the Chief’s daughter... Right?” Fenny shot a concerned look to Twilight. He wiggled his large ears, and turned to scan for the Charmander. “I’m not so sure... If I were you, Kutsa, I would stick close to those you call friends.” The ominous warning sank into Kutsa. She tried to shrug it off, acting tough as usual, but deep inside her she felt real fear. “I’ll just have to get stronger than him, right?” She nodded, quickly returning to her regular self. “We need to practice!” She hopped away, eager to find enough room for the three of them. Twilight adored her spirit. She so easily bounced back, despite what Fenny said. His sensory lobes lifted, his eyes glowing with aura. His heart sank. She radiated a faint yellow, betraying her inner fear. “Fenny... You scared her...” “How do you know?” “I can see...” Twilight searched for the right words. “I can see emotions, I guess... I just don’t know how to control it.” Fenny nodded. “She’s right to be scared. Dante is the strongest in the class. She would stand little chance as half electric type.” Twilight pondered this for a moment. “What type am I?” The question caught Fenny off guard, but he quickly rebounded. “You’re a fighting type. D-don’t tell anyone you forgot! They’ll make fun of you for it.” Fenny quickly jabbed at his friend. “You’ll evolve one day to become steel type, as well.” “Fighting and steel? Two types, just like Kutsa.” “That’s right. Same for me, one day. I’ll be a fire and psychic type, just like my dad.” Twilight’s eyes lit up. “Wow! That means you’ll be just as powerful as he is?” Fenny stood a bit taller. “That’s right, maybe even stronger.” “Can you use any of the same moves he can?” “Not yet, but I have the potential to know some before I evolve. Mostly fire attacks.” “What about me? Do you think I can learn other moves?” Fenny nodded. “You have to train, but there are other Pokémon that can teach you moves. Just have to find the right Mon’.” “Can I learn fire attacks?” “I’m not entirely sure, but I have heard of fighting types learning special fire moves.” Fenny shrugged. “You should go and ask Watchdog. This IS combat practice.” Fenny gave the inquisitive Riolu a nudge towards the teacher. “You need to introduce yourself, anyways.” Twilight swallowed nervously. “Are you sure?” “Go on. I’ll wait with Kutsa till you get back.” With a deep breath, Twilight pawed towards the teacher. Watchdog chatted with several students, waving each one off to train on their respective moves. He turned around, his stern gaze fell upon Twilight. “Well, if it isn’t our newest student!” Watchdog’s intense eyes seemed to soften. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Twilight. Delphox mentioned you’d be joining us today.” He grabbed hold of Twilight’s paw, shaking it enthusiastically. “H-hello.” Twilight said, bouncing with each shake of his paw. “I was hoping to ask some questions.” Watchdog lit up and smiled. “You came to the right Mon’!” He let go of Twilight, who stumbled backwards. Watchdog got into a fighting stance, punching into the air. “You’re a fighting type. I’m not, but us normal types are special. We can learn just about anything.” Watchdog’s fist glowed red, punching off with extreme speed; a burst of fire igniting into the air, only to dissipate just as quick. “That was Fire Punch. A fire type move that many fighting types can learn.” Twilight stared wide-eyed at the display. His tail waged, and his paws clenched in excitement. “That’s what I was hoping to find out! I wanted to learn a fire attack.” “Is that so? It’s a very advanced move. Are you sure you’re up to the task?” “Yes!” Twilight’s eyes burned with passion. “That’s the spirit, my young pupil!” Twilight took an immediate liking to the upbeat Watchdog. He watched intently as his new teacher demonstrated the move once more; this time having Twilight copy each step. Twilight nodded eagerly, his paws moving in sync, much to the teacher’s astonishment. “You’re definitely a natural fighting type. You’ve taken to my movements with uncanny accuracy.” The Riolu beamed proudly, his tail wagging and sensory lobes lifting in tune to his strikes. Watchdog continued the steps for a few more moments before other students began to pull at his tail. “Okay! Okay! Just one moment.” Watchdog pulled Twilight to the side. “You should ask your Fennekin friend how to manifest fire. Practice those movements with him! Come back, if you have any questions.” Watchdog gave the little Riolu a friendly smile before turning away, quickly settling in with another student. “T-thank you so much!” Twilight hurried off towards Kutsa and Fenny, his tail wagging as the martial arts repeated in his mind. Fenny and Kutsa were sparring nearby. Twilight watched in awe as his Fennekin friend jumped high into the air and tucked neatly into a roll to avoid a bolt of electricity. “Stop dodging!” Kutsa growled, her cheeks crackling with energy. “Why would I let you hit me?” Fenny snickered. The fox nimbly dodged another bolt, his paws pushing powerfully off the grass; sending him headfirst into Kutsa’s belly. She doubled over with a squeak, desperate to suck in a breath. Fenny broke away, standing triumphantly over the defeated squirrel Pokémon. “N-no fair!” Kutsa sputtered, her paws still clutching at her stomach. Twilight rushed to Kutsa’s side. “Are you okay?!” “Of course I am!” She said, toughing up as best she could for her new friend. “Did you have to go that rough, Fen?” Fenny shrugged, his tail whipping behind him. “Kutsa wanted to fight a fire type. She knew I was stronger than her. Not my fault.” “I’ll get you next time!” Kutsa said, having completely recovered from the attack she suffered. “I need to learn how to fight against fire, if I am to ever beat Dante.” “Still worried about him?” Twilight asked. “I’m not worried! J-just want to be prepared for anything. I am going to be chief, ya know. Gotta be able to dish out that ‘Righteous Justice’ my dad always talks about...” Twilight wasn’t convinced, neither was Fenny; despite being neutral. Kutsa, however, was quick to change the subject. “So what did you learn from Watchdog? You looked busy over there.” “He showed me the martial arts for the move Fire Punch.” Twilight proudly said. “I just need Fenny to teach me how to manifest fire.” Fenny perked up. “You want me to teach you that?” “You should have learned Thunder Punch!” Kutsa butted in, but Fenny pushed her out of the way. “To manifest fire,” He began, his tail slapping Kutsa further away from Twilight. “You need to breath deep and feel the heat within.” Kutsa’s angry chitters were drowned out by Fenny’s sudden deep inhale; his body radiating heat as orange flames blasted from his open maw, scorching a clear part of the field. Twilight’s eyes twinkled with awe, his tail wagging in excitement. “So cool!” Fenny smirked. “You won’t be able to use fire moves like Ember or Flamethrower, but you can focus that energy to your fist.” Twilight nodded. “I’ll try.” Before Fenny could help further, Kutsa grabbed hold of his large tail. With a devilish grin, she unleashed the power held within her cheeks. Fenny yelped! His fur stood on end as electricity shot through his body. “I want a rematch!!” Fenny spun around and growled, his body still reeling with aftershocks. His muzzle glowed with hot fire, warning the mischievous squirrel of an incoming attack. She jumped backwards, extending her wings to catch the air; flying up and circling the field. Fenny took aim, charging his attack before sending off rapid bursts of fire. Kutsa easily dodged them while in the air, her agility completely unmatched. Kutsa stuck her tongue out at the fox. “Missed me!” “She’s asking for it...” Twilight giggled. “I guess she is.” The Fennekin was not adept at fighting aerial foes, but this particular target wasn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. The Emolga was prone to smacking into trees, that much he knew. A plan quickly formed in his mind, his eyes watching her pattern closely. Several shots of fire shot from his muzzle, but none of which were aimed directly at the flying squirrel. Kutsa dodged them without effort, but that was exactly what the Fennekin wanted. He kept up the pressure with a new barrage of fire, slowly pushing the Emolga closer to the treeline. Kutsa panicked, realizing far too late to readjust her course. She weaved between branches, only to smack headfirst into a sizable tree trunk. She fell out of sight, hitting the ground with an audible thump. “Kutsa!” Twilight yelled, taking off in a sprint towards the trees. Fenny rolled his eyes and sighed. He followed the excitable pup, albeit at a slower pace. Kutsa landed a short ways into the woods, sprawled softly in a pile of undergrowth. Though, she did not preserve any sort of modesty upon landing. She lay on her belly, completely knocked out. Her legs were spread with her rump in the air; her tail was draped across her back, giving the young boys an unobstructed view of her privates. Twilight caught his breath at the sight. He focused on her exposed tailhole, watching as it tensed and relaxed. Her legs were in just the right position to spread her underdeveloped pussy apart, giving the pup a delightful peek. Fenny smirked, rubbing up against Twilight as he took in as much of Kutsa as he could. “Not bad, eh? She’s definitely a keeper...” He whispered, “Same egg group, too...” Twilight’s eyes widened and his cheeks flushed red. His sheath swelled, his cock peeked from the top; a clear trail of arousal dribbling across his fur and balls. “Gosh, Twi. I can smell you from here,” Fenny teased. “S-sorry!” Twilight said, hurrying to cover his arousal with a paw. Fenny nipped at Twilight’s sensory lobe. “I’ll take care of you when we get home...” Twilight exhaled hotly, his cock throbbing to life. If Kutsa were to have awoken, he would not have been able to hide his semi-erect shaft; despite his best efforts with his paw. “Fenny! P-please! What if Kutsa wakes up?” Fenny smacked Twilight’s rump with his tail and walked over to the knocked out Squirrel. He looked back to Twilight with a devious smirk. Kutsa had not stirred, nor had she moved from her rather revealing position. He stopped just shy of her rump, his muzzle inches away from her rear-end. “Such a shame to let an opportunity go to waste, right?” Twilight’s cock jumped and splattered a strand of pre-cum across the forest floor as he watched Fenny shove his muzzle under Kutsa’s tail. His nose pushed just barely inside those exposed petals. The perverted fox inhaled her virgin scent, making his entire body shiver with pleasure. His own canine anatomy slipped from his sheath, spraying shots of pre-cum across the grass. “S-she smells so good...” It took all of Fenny’s willpower to keep himself from mounting the young girl right then and there. He backed off, enjoying the sweet scent of squirrel nectar that lingered on his nose. “Can I try?” Twilight asked, his paw idly stroking up and down his shaft. “H-hurry,” Fenny panted. “Before she wakes up...” Twilight hurried over to the unconscious squirrel. His tail wagged with anticipation as he leaned over, his nose just inches away from the honey-pot he had been lusting over. His nose pressed against Kutsa’s pussy, slicking it with her sweet juices. The intense smell of her sex hit him hard. The aroma was intoxicating, sending him falling flat onto his back in a state of extreme pleasure. The human turned Pokémon had never experienced such potent pheromones, sending his body into a convulsing state of uncontrolled pleasure. Twilight barked, his eyes rolling into his head as an involuntary orgasm shook his body. His cock jolted and his balls tensed, splattering strands of hot cum across his belly and face. Fenny panicked, trying desperately to rid himself of Kutsa’s powerful scent. “I-I forgot you haven’t been taught.” He cried. “You didn’t know how to fight it!” Kutsa’s pheromones were far too powerful for the keen nose of the inexperienced Riolu. Twilight trembled with orgasmic aftershocks, his breath ragged and hot. “F-fenny!” He yelped, fear taking over. Fenny pawed soothingly at Twilight’s forehead. “Shh... It’s okay. You’re okay... Take deep breaths. You’ll be able to move soon...” Twilight closed his eyes, taking in deep breaths of fresh air. After a few moments, the pheromones dissipated. He groaned, lifting a paw to his head. “W-what happened?” “You... I mean... I let you take in her scent without warning you.” Fenny looked away ashamed. “I should have known you couldn’t handle her pheromones...” Twilight pushed himself into a sitting position, his paw wiping at the cum splattered across his muzzle. He licked at his cum covered paw, the salty taste taking him by surprise. “What is this stuff?” Fenny was happy to change the subject. “That’s your cum.” He said with a giggle. “You had a pretty strong orgasm after taking in Kutsa’s scent.” The Fennekin leaned over and licked across Twilight’s face, cleaning the rest of the warm cum before it could stain the Riolu’s fur. His tongue dragged down Twilight’s chest, licking him clean before taking several experimental licks across his messy sheath. “Your tongue feels amazing...” Twilight moaned softly. Fenny nodded, keeping his attention on twilight’s sheath and balls. His tongue lapped eagerly, cleaning with unmatched enthusiasm. His tail wagged behind him, his nose pressing into the tip of Twilight’s sheath, taking in the potent male scent straight from the source. He snorted, fighting off the desire to go further. “T-there,” He breathed. “All clean.” “Thanks, Fenny.” Kutsa groaned. She pushed herself into a sitting position, her paw resting against her aching head. “D-did I win?” “I think the tree won.” Fenny teased. Twilight and Fenny sat to each side of the dazed squirrel, supporting her with their shoulders. “We were worried about you,” Twilight lied. “Stayed by your side till you woke up.” Fenny nodded. “Twilight wanted to get the nurse, but I knew you were tougher than that.” “I appreciate that... I would have never heard the end of it from my dad.” “Is he protective?” Twilight said, snuggling closer to Kutsa. “He can be, but he would just insist on more flying lessons!” She shuddered. “I hate them...” Kutsa’s nose twitched. She sniffed through the air, following the curious scent to Twilight’s facial fur. She cocked her head curiously. “What’s that weird smell?” Fenny immediately jumped up. “I’ll race you back to class!” He blurted desperately. Kutsa completely forgot about the harsh scent of cum and saliva wafting from Twilight’s fur. “You’re on!” She hopped up next to Fenny, ready to win her newest challenge. “On the count of three!” Fenny said, readying his paws. “One... Two... Three!” The kids raced off, with Twilight hurrying to catch up. They were much faster than the Riolu. No matter how hard he beat his legs against the earth, he could not match their dizzying speed. He broke from forest fringe, only to see the race was already over. Fenny stood victorious, giving Kutsa a cheeky wink. The Emolga growled and flapped her wings. “Not fair! I can’t run as fast because of my wings!” Fenny panted slightly, his ears twitching. “You’re just too slow.” Twilight stumbled between them, panting hotly as he leaned against Fenny for support. “You guys are a lot faster than me...” “You just need to practice! Plenty of Mon’s need time to train up their speed.” “Kutsa’s right, Twi. We’ll help you train as much as you want.” “Yeah!” Kutsa said as she punched Twilight’s shoulder playfully. “It’ll be tough and unforgiving! Many dungeons will be explored!” Twilight barked and fell back against Fenny as he rubbed his shoulder with a paw. “There are more dungeons?” Fenny was quick to intervene. “Yes, but we aren’t supposed to go in them. Despite what Kutsa would have you believe.” “Lighten up!” Kutsa said, smacking Fenny with her tail. “Our parents wouldn’t even know we were gone!” Kutsa and Fenny shared a growl, but Twilight stepped in. “M-maybe another time, Kutsa.” “Sure! How about we hang out tomorrow?” The Emolga was overcome with hope, her eyes twinkling and her tail wagging. “Twi, I don’t-” Twilight silenced the Fennkin with his paw. “Sure! There’s no class tomorrow, right?” Twilight looked to Fenny, who nodded grumpily. “What do you want to do?” “I can show you around town! I know all the best spots!” Twilight removed his paw from Fenny’s muzzle. “You better not get us into any trouble...” “Then it’s settled. Fenny and I,” Fenny growled and turned away. “Will stop by your house tomorrow morning, okay?” Kutsa squeaked! “We’ll have so much fun! I promise!” The Emolga chittered and fluttered her wings, and static bounced between her whiskers. “You won’t regret it!” The excited Emolga bounded off without even a goodbye. She took off into the air, flying above the school and out of sight. “I wonder where she gets all that energy.” “I just wish she would put it to good use,” Fenny looked around quick. “Like breeding with us.” Twilight melted at the thought, his cheeks flaring red. “She smelled ready to mate...” “Mhm.” Fenny said as he rubbed up against Twilight. “I smelled a hint of arousal on her. I think she likes you.” “Is it okay for us to mate? Magnezone said-” “Don’t worry about what Magnezone said.” Fenny butted in. “Just don’t get caught doing what we did to Kutsa today...” Twilight swallowed nervously, but he gave a weak nod. It felt good to take Kutsa’s scent, her being unconscious somehow made it feel even better. Conflicting thoughts nagged at his mind, but his lust soon won out. “I hope we get another chance at her soon.” Fenny snickered and nuzzled into his friend. “We will... Hopefully tomorrow, but tonight...” Fenny bit and tugged at Twilight’s sensory lobe. “You’re mine.” The small town grew restless as the day wore on. Pokémon went about their business as Kutsa glided high above. She circled the town, eyeing familiar places; all of which she mentally noted as a spot to bring Twilight, and of course, Fenny... Despite the two being at odds. Even if she didn’t like the Fennekin as much, she couldn’t deny how much she liked his company. With the spots scouted and the sun setting, the Emolga flew down to her house next to the waterfall. She effortlessly and elegantly swooped through her front door, stopping herself in one expert motion of her wings. Her father was not home, but a plate of berries had been left out for her. She snagged one on her way to her bedroom, nibbling on the tough exterior of the Oran before flopping into her bed. Kutsa’s thoughts swam with the events of the day, all of which focused on her new friends. Exhaustion quickly caught up with her, falling asleep just as the sun set beyond the horizon.