Darkness

"Yahhh..." Ethan yawned loudly as he stretched his limbs. He lazily swung his feet out to the side of the bed and planted them on the floor. The rest of him eventually followed. "Good morning..." He muttered sarcastically to himself. It was Saturday, meaning he had to go pick berries today. But that could wait until after he woke up. Eyes still blurred, he stumbled across his room, through the hall, and into the bathroom.

A short time later, the door opened, letting out a billow of steam and the freshly cleaned Ethan. He returned to his room and emerged into the hallway once more, fully dressed. His short brown hair was somewhat messy, but that was how he always wore it. Bright green eyes sat behind a pair of glasses, and his summer clothes were as casual as his hair. On his back was a big and worn backpack. As he began to descend the stairs, he could hear the sounds of business going on. His mother, Emily, was behind the store counter as usual. There were three people around the shop at the moment. Their family ran a shop that sold all sorts of natural products. It turned a decent profit and collecting them was the real work. Work that Ethan had to do.

"I'm heading out Mom," he said as he crossed the store and headed outside.

"Be careful out there!" She called as he left.

Ecruteak city. The historical city in the Johto region. A city of old-looking buildings and even older traditions. It seemed a fitting place for the herb shop. Ethan himself was never too big a fan of all that stuff. He'd seen the Kimono Girls dance and been to Bell Tower, but every visitor had too. Not long ago, Ethan had turned eighteen, old enough to go out and live on his own. But he didn't. He hadn't decided what to do with his life yet. Maybe he'd move to Olivine or maybe he'd take over the shop once his parents retired. His parents weren't exactly eager to lose their only other worker. 

With a comfortably empty mind, he left town, heading east out onto Route 42. His family didn't have a farm or anything. Part of their store's gimmick was that it was all natural, gathered straight from the wilds. That wasn't without its danger of course, but he was stocked up with repels and a few pokeballs just in case. He stopped just shy of Mt. Mortar to look out at the mountain lake just in front of him. Johto was a beautiful place. Maybe that was what he liked so much about living here. But before he could do any sightseeing, he had to finish the day's job. So he turned away and began to wander into the forest.

As he left the path and got into the true woods, he unslung his backpack. Nature's bounty was all around, hidden to most. His experienced eyes knew what to look for though. The leaves that distinguished between weeds and medical herbs, the best places to find ripe berries, and fresh fruits and vegetables too.

He leaned down at the base of a tree and began to unearth some of the plants there. As he did, a chill ran over his body. "Hello?" he asked. He received no response other than a rustling bush. It was probably just something curious about him. Either way, he took out a bottle of repellant and sprayed himself with it. Most of the forest dwellers were friendly and he'd never had a problem before, but there were always stories of random attacks. He returned to gathering but kept attention on the brush nearby. It was quiet for a while, only the wind and birdsong, until something moved nearby again. Something big. 

Ethan's head whipped around, looking right at the quivering bush. "Uh, sorry if I'm taking your food. We just need a little. You can have some if you want..." He held up a handful of herbs toward the sound.

The bushed rumbled a bit more, feel still, and then moved again. A white furred quadruped stepped out into the open. It was about four feet tall, with blue claws and skin. An absol, a very rare pokemon to the Johto region. A shiver ran over Ethan as it looked at him. It's baleful red eyes sized him up as it crept closer. On its head was a sickle shaped horn, with a similarly shaped tail. He couldn't help but think about the legends. Absol were known for causing bad luck. He just remained still, holding the plants in his hand. It came even closer and sniffed Ethan's outstretched hand. 

A frown crossed its face and it walked past him. As it did, its fur touched his arm, feeling almost silky soft. He remained mostly still, but his head followed it as it kneeled down and began to look around the base of the tree. With a sharp claw, it speared a berry and ate it. 

"Alright..." Ethan muttered. "You can have the rest," he said and began to move away. Suddenly, the absol lunged for him, biting into his upper leg. It wasn't a deep bite, barely enough to break the skin, but Ethan still recoiled back in fear. The pokemon remained still and allowed him to crawl away but kept watching him. At a safer distance, Ethan fell still again, looking back at the creature. Adrenaline was coursing through him, but he didn't dare try to move again. 

The absol made a noise and turned back to the tree to look for more food. Slowly, Ethan moved his hand to touch his torn shorts. The skin below was stinging, but only had a couple drops of blood on it. "I'm fine," he reassured himself. He looked back up at the foraging absol. It was standing right next to his backpack. Ethan took a couple deep breaths to calm down. The pokemon wasn't exactly aggressive. He just did something wrong. 

Absol looked back up and over at him. It then traced his line of sight down to his bag. Something that was obviously a smile crossed its muzzle. "Uh, please don't touch that," Ethan said. It looked back at him, the mischief on its face crossing the speech barrier easily. With paw and claw it easily undid the strap and flipped the top open. It then batted the bag onto its side, causing some of the contents to spill out. The used bottle of repel and a fresh one rolled out. Thankfully he kept the herbs out of the main pocket, though a few berries were in there. 

Absol stuck its nose into the bag to investigate further. It emerged a moment later holding decoy doll he had brought. The pokemon held the toy in its mouth, chewing it before tossing it against the tree. It seemed pleased with this and pounced at the doll after it hit the ground. This caused the bag to move, which caused one of the pokeballs in it to roll out and towards Ethan. A plan quickly formed in his mind. 

The absol was facing away from him right now. If he threw the ball at it, then grabbed his bag and ran, he should be fine. Most wild pokemon were afraid of being captured, so it shouldn't chase after him. While the pokemon didn't seem to be a threat right now, he didn't want a repeat of that bite. He didn't have a good haul of produce but coming back with something was better than coming back with injuries. 

He grabbed the ball and threw it without hesitation. At the short distance, it hit the absol in the side perfectly. The pokemon was engulfed in a red light and pulled into the ball. Ethan dove forward, still on his hands and knees, grabbed his bag and started to stand. Before he could run though, the ball clicked. He looked down at the blue and yellow quick ball for a moment, stunned. He had never even considered that he might actually capture the pokemon. He couldn't just leave it there, but did he really want to bring it home? 

Maybe he could train it? Then he'd have a bodyguard while out here next time. And if not, he could always release it or trade it to a passing trainer.

+++

"I'm home," Ethan announced as he came in.

"Welcome- What happened!?" Mother cried out. She crossed around the counter and rushed over to him before he could even try to explain. She licked a finger and began to scrub the dirt from his face.

"I'm okay," Ethan said, trying to escape. "I just had a little... encounter." He unslung his pack and set it against the side of the counter. From the uppermost pocket, he took out the ball.

"Oh dear... Why don't you go see your father?"

"Kay," Ethan said. He picked up his bag again and went through the door behind the counter, to the storage room. Dad was in there as usual, cleaning and preparing berries and herbs for sale. "Hey dad? I caught a pokemon."

"Did you now?" He looked up, setting down the mortar as he did. "What did you get?"

"An absol."

His eyes widened. "Are you sure? That's a fine catch..." He looked away for a moment, lost in memories, before snapping back to reality. I think having a pokemon would do you some good. It certainly did for me." He looked absent again. "Yeah. I should still have my old pokedex around here somewhere. That should help you. Check the spare closet."

"Thanks dad. I'm not sure if it's a keeper yet." Ethan shrugged and left, leaving his bag there as he went upstairs. He went past his room, the bathroom, and stopped just before his parent's room at the end of the hall. He opened up the closet and began digging through it. Inside was a cardboard box marked "Trainer". Taking the box out, he opened it and looked inside. There were empty pokeballs, expired potions, some dusty pokemon toys and the pokedex.

He grabbed it and the charging cord and took the whole box back to his room. Once he plugged it in, he was able to turn the dex on.

"Welcome back Will," it said in a synthesized robotic voice. It opened to a main menu, where Ethan tapped the pokemon button. After a loading screen, it showed an error. "No pokemon detected. Scan ball directly," it said. With his other hand, he held up the ball and did so. 

"Absol. Gender: Female. Level: 47. Type: Dark" The list continued on with her stats and moves. He pressed the button that allowed him to rename the pokemon. 

"Night," he said to himself, testing the sound of it. He confirmed it and the name changed. "Alright." He took a deep breath. "Here we go." He pressed the button on the front of Night's ball, causing it to open and release the pokemon inside. 

The absol formed in the middle of the room. She blinked in confusion and looked around. There was a desk against the wall, with a chair tucked under it. The door out into the hall, the closet, and then the bed, where Ethan sat. 

"Hi," Ethan said. "I guess we didn't..." He trailed off as she looked away again. A moment later, she looked back, but not at him. She came forward and jumped right past him, onto the bed. She stepped around a bit, before curling up on his pillow and closing her eyes. "Uh... Hello?" He asked. She didn't react. He started to reach out but had second thoughts and scooted away to the foot of the bed. "Stay." He pointed at her. "Stay." 

He got up and walked across the room, stopping to look back. Night was in the same spot. He quickly opened the door and stepped out, crossing into the bathroom. Once there, he sat on the toilet to inspect his wounds. His shorts had obvious bite marks, as did the underwear beneath. The skin however, wasn't too bad. Just a set of pinpricks. He'd had worse paper cuts. The shorts were nearly ruined, but the underwear would survive. He stood and looked in the mirror, before taking a wet cloth to his face to clean the dirt. It was barely more than usual.

Once cleaned up, he crossed the hall again. When he opened the door, he saw a shirt flying through the air. He traced the source to Night digging through his closet. "HEY!" He shouted, bolting over and grabbing her shoulders. He tried to pull her away from his vulnerable clothes, but she barely budged. He could feel the strength of her body.

His eyes widened when he realized just what he was grabbing. He let go and backed off. After he did, she turned around and shot a glare at him. "Ab," she said.

"Sorry..." He stood up again. "Uhh, are you hungry? Do you want me to get you some food?"

"Sol," she said.

"Yes?" He asked again.

"Sol," she said in exactly the same tone.

"No?"

"Ab," she said sharply.

"Alright. Just... please behave while I'm gone, okay?" 

She paced a small circle before settling onto the ground. 

Placing his trust in the wild creature, Ethan left the room, closing the door behind him as he left. As he went down the stairs, he stopped mid-way. "What do pokemon eat?" He asked himself. He knew about pokemon food, it was in the pokemon care aisle at the store, but they didn't have any. He made it into the kitchen and began to look through the pantry. With a frown, he scanned through the shelves. His eyes eventually settled on some cereal. It was just wheat, so it probably wouldn't hurt her.

He grabbed the box and rushed back upstairs. When he opened the door, Night had moved. But she wasn't digging around this time. She had only migrated onto his bed. "Here, I brought you this," he said. He opened the box and poured a bit into his hand. Holding out that hand, he urged her closer. She didn't do more than stare. "Uhh, let me go get you a bowl." 

He returned a bit later and poured some cereal in the bowl. He sat it on floor, before going to the opposite side and sitting in his chair. Night's piercing red gaze followed him the whole way.

They stared at each other for a while before Ethan took a deep breath. "Alright. I know I basically kidnapped you. I'm sorry. It wasn't exactly my intention to capture you. Do you understand?"

"Sol."

He walked over to the door and opened it, before going back to sit on his chair, her eyes glued to him the whole time. "You walk out that door, I'll release you. Otherwise..."

She looked to the door, then over to him. "Absol..." She raised a paw, then hesitated. Her head shook before she walked over to him. 

"You wanna stay?"

"Ab!"

He reached out and patted her head. "Good girl."

+++

"Hmm?" Ethan groaned and looked over at what was prodding him in the side. His eyes could barely see Night in the dark, her paw pushing against him. "What is it?"

"Ab." She motioned her head to the door. "Absol."

He got up and went over to the door to open it. She quickly went that way and out into the hall. She stopped and looked back at him, almost urging him to follow. He obliged and followed her down the stairs. The shop was closed and dark. She led him into the kitchen and to the back door, tapping at it with a paw.

"Oh, you need to go to the bathroom. Got it." He went over and opened the door, shivering at the chill of the night air that blew in. "I'll be right here, go on ahead." She didn't though. She just looked up at him. "What?" She stared for a moment longer, before grabbing his pajama pants with her teeth. She didn't bite, but she did give an urging pull. "Alright, alright, let me grab some shoes." 

A minute later and he was following her through the streets of Ecruteak in his pajamas. Even with the comfy fabric, he was still cold. The day had been nice, but tonight was harsh. They didn't have a backyard and instead of doing her business in the street, she was leading him towards the woods. The full moon was brightly shining up in the sky, but the street lamps were giving most of the light. She kept looking back every once in a while, to make sure he was still following. It wasn't that hard to keep track of her in the dark. The moonlight seemed to catch and shimmer on her smooth white coat. They eventually made it to the northern forest, just shy of the sacred Bell Tower. 

"Okay, go ahead. I need to take a breather," he said. For some reason, he felt exhausted. He was reasonably fit, but it felt like he just had no energy. Probably because he had been pulled out of sleep. She looked at him a little more, before disappearing into the brush. He began to breath hard as he leaned against a tree just on the edge of the woods. "What the hell..." He muttered. His vision was starting to grow blurry. He held a hand up to his face to find it shaking wildly. It wasn't that cold. Only a little chilly. A sharp jolt ran up his back, causing him to fall forward onto his hands and knees, grunting at the impact. Then he heard the ripping. 

On his arms, at about the elbow, there was something poking out of his sleeves, almost like a blue spike. Then came the snapping. He could feel his bones start moving. It wasn't too painful, but he could certainly feel it. His hands and knees stance shifted, becoming more natural. He cried out, more from fear than pain, but it came out as a howl. His skin felt like it was crawling. He could swear he could see the blood draining from his hands as they turned white. His eyes widened when he realized that wasn't happening. He was growing fur. Silky white fur. 

He yelped in sheer panic. Standing seemed like a solution, so he pushed up with his changing arms, only for an ache in his spine and wobbly legs to force him back to all fours. "Help! Please!" He yelled into the night, not knowing what else to do. Something was coming out of his head and backside. They felt like a horn and tail, but he couldn't see either. There were a couple more snaps and twists, before it all stopped. 

He was left panting with his eyes closed. He was afraid to open them but had little choice. When he did, his vision was obviously different. He could see with much greater clarity. That clarity allowed him to see that his arms had become legs, tipped with paws. They were covered in white fur. They looked exactly like Night's. "No, no no no," Ethan said to himself. "This is just a dream. Or a hallucination... I need to find Night. She'll scare whatever is causing this away." He was satisfied with this plan and started moving into the woods.

"Night?! Where'd you go?" He called out into the woods. He could see better, but there wasn't even a hint of white. Not counting the white furred snout that kept poking into his line of vision. 

"Took you long enough," a female voice said.

"What?! Who's there!?" He demanded, looking around worriedly. 

"Mmm, you turned out just about perfect," Night stepped around a tree and walked closer to him, eyes looking all over him. "Didn't expect you to be so big, but I think that'll be better for both of us." 

"Are you... talking? What the hell is going on?!" 

"Well, you see, I was cursed by a ninetales." She accentuated the word curse with her eyes. "He made it so that any human I bite becomes a weresol. They turn into an absol under the full moon. Pretty cool, but that's not the best part. That's between your legs." 

"Huh? What..." It suddenly clicked. "Oh hell no! I'm a human... even if I look like this."

"I'm not exactly asking. I picked you to mate me. You're not going home until after that."

"No! If what you said is true, this should go away in the morning. I'm going home," he said as he started to turn. 

"I told you..." She dashed forward and tackled him. "I'm stronger and faster than you. And you aren't going home until you breed me."

"You're my pokemon! I order you to stop!" He said, wriggling around under her weight. She was holding him down effortlessly.

"Ha! You wish. I let you capture me just for this."

"I thought we were bonding, why are you doing this?!" He cried out, making one last effort to push her off, but failing.

"We are bonding. Like I said, I'm happy to live with you, so long as you give me a nice filling every full moon." Her rear began to rub at his warped pajama pants. "I'll give two options. Either I tear your clothes off and take you myself, or you can cooperate."

He could feel wetness against his covered crotch. "I said no! What are you gonna do, rape me?"

"I'm about to." She raised one paw and threateningly brandished her claws. Even with only one paw holding him on his back, he couldn't resist her strength. "Last chance."

"Fuck! Fine!" He said. "Just get off!"

"That's a good boy. Now strip." She got up and he quickly rolled over to stand. But he didn't try to run. 

"How am I even supposed to get these clothes off without hands?" He complained.

"I dunno." She gave a feral shrug. "I'm wet and ready, so you'd best figure it out before I get bored." She sat down and reached between her legs with a forepaw. Ethan could swear he saw something there before her paw covered it.

He looked down at his forepaws and the sleeves that covered the white fur underneath. The shirt hadn't ripped much, save for where the spikes came out of his elbows. He hadn't seemed to have grown or shrank. The only thing different was how they looked wrong on his form. Come to think of it, he wasn't the same height as Night like this. He was at least a head taller. He stepped onto the edge of one sleeve and pulled up, slipping the limb out. He repeated this with the other, then tried to push the whole thing up over his head. He managed it by pushing with his shoulders, although he could swear he heard the fabric ripping when his horn caught on something. Next, he used his hind paws to step on the legs of his pants, allowing him to slowly shimmy out of them. The only real causality were his shoes. They had burst at the seams and fell off in shreds.

"There we go. You look so much better without all that junk," she said, her voice audibly dripping with lust. "Now~" She licked her lips and took a step forward.

He had to admit, he did feel much better without those restricting clothes on. The fur now on his body captured warmth effectively and felt soft to the skin underneath, like he had a blanket attached to him. His attention was brought back to her when her paw crunched of the grass. When he looked up, his nose twitched as a powerful smell hit him. It was sickly sweet, with undertones of both sour and salt. "What..." His brain was floundering at that smell. Not only was it difficult to describe, it seemed to boggle his mind. "What is that?"

"That's me. My arousal." She looked at him with what only could be described as bedroom eyes. His mind translated this as her begging to be fucked. "Never had a needy female before?"

"I had a girlfriend but... you smell... good," he muttered. He could barely string two words together. And he couldn't help but keep drawing in deep whiffs of that enticing scent. 

She came closer and pressed her face into his. "Maybe you'd like some from the source," she whispered.

He nodded dumbly, barely even aware that he did so. Why did she smell so good? His eyes went wide when she stepped back and turned around. He ended up looking right at her pussy. It was nothing like a human one. Instead of a pink slit, it was a fleshy triangle of blue. It looked so foreign... so beautiful...

Before he could consider anything, his body began to move forward of its own will. If she smelled this wonderful, how would she taste? Better yet, how would she feel, wrapped around his-

He yelped and jumped back. "What are you doing to me?!" He demanded.

"I'm not doing anything."

"Then why can't I control my body!?" It took everything he had not to mount her.

"Oh yeah, I forgot how you humans know so little about sex. This is the spell of a female in heat. Not only does the curse turn you into an absol but it puts me into heat. Get the picture? I'm horny as hell and I need something to breed me. Your body is designed to react to that. It knows what it wants." Her tail gave a couple wags, as did her rear end. She was gorgeous, the sexist thing alive.

He shook his head in an attempt to clear it. Somehow, he had gotten closer to her again.

"Just stop resisting. Hop on and-" It was her turn to make a noise of surprise as his weight suddenly settled onto her back. She was quickly purring though when he started thrusting his hips. She had spotted his member a couple times and his package a few more. Impressed as she was with the size, it felt a lot bigger when it was actually at her doorstep. Now if he could just get it in.

"AH!" He cried out, flailing atop her. This caused both of them to fall to the ground, as he scrambled away.  

She grit her teeth and growled angrily. That was the last straw. She rolled over to find him stumbling his way into the trees. In a burst of speed, she dashed forward and easily tackled him to the ground again. Once again, he was pinned on his back, unable to escape. "I'll give you one last chance," she said, lowering her head while her paws kept on his chest. "I'll get you ready, then either you mount me again or I'll mount you."

"NO!" He squirmed but couldn't break her iron grip. "I don't know what you're doing to me, but I don't want any of it! You're a pokemon and I'm a human! We can't-" His words died the moment her tongue hit his member. "AH shit!" He cried out. He couldn't help but look down at her. She returned it with half lidded eyes, tongue resting halfway down his cock. Still looking into his eyes, she began to lick slowly. 

"What... oh..." He groaned. Her tongue felt like heaven. It was big and rough, but not uncomfortable. Quite the opposite. She was only using the very tip of it to caress him. It was such a loving display, completely different from the way she was holding him down. 

"What's... wrong with my... penis?" He asked. "Is it bleeding?"

"Bleeding? What are you..." She said, taking that wonderful tongue off him. "Oh. No, that's just what a pokemon cock looks like. In fact, it's the only part of an absol's skin that isn't blue." She leaned in close and nuzzled it with her cheek. "You've got the pointy tip, perfect for pressing snug up against a womb, making sure all that seed floods right into it. Then there's all this girthy length. It's all gonna go in my tight little pokepussy. Sure hope it all fits~" 

She moved her head down, nose pressing into his balls. "You smell almost as good as I do. So masculine... fertile... I can't wait for you to empty these puppies into me. They feel so full and pent up." She licked them with the full length of her tongue, causing him to whine and twitch. He had stopped trying to escape a while ago. She kept going, licking up the entire length of his shaft, catching a little pre at the tip. "Oh, looks like somebody is enjoying themselves~" She purred, swirling the tiny bit she had around her mouth. "Good flavor too. Not too salty or bitter." He opened his mouth, but tossed his head back and moaned when she took the entire shaft into her mouth. 

After only a few sucks and slurps, she pulled up, giving the tip a slobbery kiss as she pulled away. "How are you feeling?" 

"Mmm... good," he muttered. His mind seemed to be lost far away.

"So, on your back or mine?"

He hesitated for only a moment, which was enough for her to make the decision for him. She stepped forward and over him. Laying down on top of him, she nuzzled his face a bit. He wasn't trying to escape anymore, not that he could with her lying belly to belly with him. His eyes still held fear and hesitation, but lacked the disgust from earlier. She could see lust in there as well. "You ready to have your pokevirginity taken?" She teased. "Your cock will be forever tainted with feral pussy. I'll ruin human girls for you forever. And what'll they think when they see you with our children~"

He groaned again, looking away from her. The dirty talk put such wonderful images in his head. But... 

"Alright," she sighed. "I just can't stand seeing you fight like this. You're a nice guy. You treated me great. So I'll return the favor. Sorry if all my dirty talk is freaking you out. I just thought it sounded sexy." She sat up, his large body provided a comfy seat. "Nothing has to change between us. I'm happy to go on being your pet, or friend, or lover or whatever you want. How are you feeling?"

"I..." He opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to scrape two words together. "I'm scared. I'm still..." He raised a paw and looked at it. "I'm human on the inside. You're a pokemon. It's just plain wrong to have sex." 

"Why?"

"It just is! If anyone found out... I'd be..."

"Is that all? Wow." She shook her head. "Nobody is gonna find us. We're all alone, you look like a pokemon, and I'm not gonna tattle. I thought you'd be more scared about knocking me up." 

"That too..."

"Well, since I'll be your pokemon, it'll just be like having more pets. They'll just be our kids. And I could care less if you fuck human girls. As long as I get my full moon fuckings. Like I said earlier, I go into heat during the full moon. Do you know what that means?" She said. All the lust was gone from her, only compassion remaining. 

"You're hot?"

She sighed deeply. "Humans are dumb," she muttered. "Heat is when pokemon become fertile. It's mating season. Usually its only once a year but it depends on a ton of stuff. And it’s a lot more than just being hot and fertile. It drives you crazy. Your pussy burns and tingles, and it gets so bad you can't think of anything else. And you let off the most enticing scent to help get males to breed you. That's what you've been smelling this whole time. The only way to get it to stop is to get pregnant or wait it out. I've been suffering for a couple days now. It was hard to keep fighting off the males of the woods. Then I saw you and knew you were good. So, will you be my mate?"

"I..." 

"C'mon. I really don't want to rape you. But I need a dick in me." She leaned down and nuzzled his cheek lovingly. "Please~"

"Nothing will change between us? If so... I'll help you," he said, nuzzling back.

She smiled happily. "Now where were we?" She scooted back until her rear hit his still stiff member. "Oh~ looks like somebody enjoyed that biology lesson. Looking forward to filling my womb? Give us a few little cute pups around the house?"

"Y-yes?" He stuttered. The feeling of her furry butt pressed against his throbbing member made it hard to think. 

"Good enough." She raised up and suddenly dropped onto him, taking his entire member into her cunny. The feeling of hot meat parting her soft pussy was enough to make both of them moan. She didn't waste a moment, raising her hips and slamming them back down. With every drop, his tip pushed against her cervix. "Oh fuck yes~" She purred loudly, her paws rubbing his chest. "I knew your size would help. You put normal pokemon to shame."

"Thanks," he said shyly.

"I just hope I can take your knot." 

"My what?"

She smiled, bigger than the one that had been plastered on her face since he penetrated her. "Oh, you are a treat. You'll see~" This time she grinded her hips on his when she bottomed out. Inside her reproductive system, his cock bulged out, trying to press every vein into her clutching walls. Meanwhile her pussy was convulsing around him, trying to milk every ounce of juice out of him. Down below, her vulva was doing much the same, gripping at him as much as she could. 

"Ah..." He couldn't help but let out noises of pleasure. Like she had said, she would ruin human girls for him forever. She felt so good. His girlfriend... she had been pretty, nice boobs, blonde hair, sparkly blue eyes, but Night... She had been beautiful before. Her fur was perfectly groomed, even for a wild pokemon, and stain free. Perfectly white and smooth. And those shocking red eyes. Beautiful, but deadly, befitting her title as the disaster pokemon. Right now those traits took on a very different light. And unlike the human, Night was staying with him. She'd even have his children.

Even his pokemon form was better. It was like he had been in a daze his whole life, and only now was fully awake and experiencing the world in full. The sights, the sounds, the smells... the feelings, all of them were more vibrant. Sex with humans was so boring. His previous lover has merely lied there and let him do his thing. Night on the other hand, she fucked like the wild beast she was. Her hips were a blur as she rode him for all he was worth. His own would be sore in the morning, but this pleasure was worth it. Her pussy was so perfect, the ultimate in breeding. It's every aspect was built for his desires. The covetous grip on his member, the milking pulsations, the womb he kept hitting, it was all his. She was his. He wanted to flip her over and pound her senseless, but she seemed so happy with what she was doing now that he couldn't bear to interrupt.

"Ah, hah, I think I'm in love~" She said. "A normal pokemon would have cum twice by now."

"Oh... you feel really good too," he said, not knowing how to respond to the complement. Behind the action, he felt something touch his balls. It was her tail. Despite how menacing and hard it looked, it was very flexible with a texture almost like leather. And the flat length of it was cupping his balls, hefting and squeezing them as she humped him. The stimulation to the swollen orbs seemed to click something in him. It was time. His eyes drifted down from her face to their sexes. "What is that?" He asked. The large lump that had formed at the base of his member was concerning. It looked bad, but it felt good when she hit against it.

"That's that knot I mentioned. It's the best part." She bottomed out and stayed there, grinding her pussy against it, soaking it even more with her juices. "It goes in and ties the female, making sure none of your precious seed gets out."

"I want you to take it," he said, grinding back into her.

"So do I~" She lifted up, almost all the way off of him, until only the very tip remained spreading her lips. She held like this, her limbs shaking from holding herself up, while their eyes locked. Then, without a word, she slammed down, harder than ever. With a loud squelch, his knot went into her cunny. The moment her walls surrounded it, they squeezed tight, while he grew even larger. Her mound bulged, his girth visibly pushing her skin out. The extra length caused his tip to press firmly against her cervix, the very tip nearly pushing through into her womb.

He felt the cum moving from his balls. She felt it too, as his member bulged. The first wave travelled up his cock, before blasting out of the tip, right into her womb. The shot hit the top of her reproductive system, splattering all over. With both his tip and knot holding it all in, nothing would get out. But that wasn't the end of things. Night kept writhing around the entire time, her own climax in full swing. He just kept cumming. 

"Fuck~" she fell forward onto him, nuzzling her head under his chin. "That should do it..." She muttered dreamily. Her eyes began to droop.

"Not yet."

"Hmm?"

His big paws pushed on her, easily moving her tired body, spinning her around. Even while knotted to her, he managed to get her into a more traditional mating stance. And he was off, humping her as best he could. He couldn't get his knot out, so he just made rapid shallow thrusts, faster than anything his human body could have managed.

Within seconds, he was cumming again, though much less intense than before. His balls ached from pumping every last ounce he had into her. "That... will do it." He leaned forward, pushing her to the ground under him. "How was that?" 

She only purred in response, buzzing against his chest. 

"I can't wait till next month."