				Trainer of Dreams

     There wasn't much more Farell wanted in life. He had a wonderful home in Kanto, a loving family, and a poke'mon with whom Farell had formed a close bond with. Master, Trainer and friend was Farell's idea of what a poke'mon owner should be. His partner was a male Drowzee, a small, round-shaped psychic type. He had a trunk like a Phanphy and was as yellow as a pikachu. He also had a move that he was hiding from Farell. He had longed hoped to 'attract' Farell's attentions. He was drawn to the slender fox, in a way that made him feel warm and caused rising elation in his heart. One could call it love, but Drowzee had no concept of it. If he had; that would be what he felt. The pudgy creature could never figure it out; but he always smelled an aroma around Farell. A sweet, flowery scent that he had been slightly aroused by. Drowzee thought it might be because it was near mating season for his species; but that would mean... Drowzee had often heard small whimpering moans at night when he lay near the bed that his master slept upon. That smell would then hit him. Hard. He swore that there was a female in heat nearby, and would often go outdoors to relieve his sexual needs. Drowzee searched for her sometimes, but couldn't find the needy poke'mon.  It frustrated him, but he held back, pleasuring himself with his paws was enough for now.

     In the morning, Farell got up with a stretch and a open-mouthed yawn. He had stalled his discomforts for the time being but his heat cycle was just beginning. He hadn't told anyone yet, but he was going to stay home so he wouldn't disturb the public or embarress himself. Luckily he was able to calm his urges at midnight running his fingers on the outer lips of his vulva and clitoris. It made a mess when he orgasmed, but with living alone, he had less worry about the scent and noise. Drowzee never seemed to mind either, that or he was being polite. Farell was thankful for that.

     Later on; Farell and Drowzee were lounging on a cushioned bench in the garden behind their house. It was a quiet, lazy day in the region, the two were nearly sleeping. Suddenly Farell felt his thighs seize up and get hot. His vagina began lubricating, causing the soft fur around it to get slick. Farell nearly cried out when he tried to sit up; his thighs rubbing in his boxers with a jolt of pleasure and shock. His heat had arrived early. Farell tore the boxers down; not thinking straight due to alarm. Drowzee's trunk twitched as he was hit with a wave of the most beautiful smell he had ever inhaled. As though he were in a trance; he jumped up and waddled up to where his master lay shivering. Farell was tense and couldn't bring himself to move. He gasped in horror as his legs seemed to part on their own accord. He huffed as Drowzee looked up at him, and then his eventual goal between the fox's wet legs. "Mmmpphhfff... Dr-Drowzee..." Farell whimpered quietly. Drowzee crawled up to his master and positioned himelf between his shins. Drowzee let out a mating purr, as he licked his lower lip beneath his trunk. "No. N- stop..." Farell began to pant as his hips writhed with lust; his mind clouded over with the absolute need to be mated by a male... Any male; poke'mon or otherwise. Drowzee looked his best friend in his emerald eyes as he lowered his trunk to Farell's vulnerable pubic region. Farell let out a whine as Drowzee's warm breath blew gently over his slowly swelling vaginal lips. Drowzee ran his long tongue over his trainers opening, causing Farell to moan out. When he began to tease Farell's clitoris; the fox squeaked and arched his back. Drowzee moved lower and began to press his tongue into Farell's folds and lapped at his inner walls. This went on for a while, until Farell started to roll his hips into Drowzee's tongue thrusts. Drowzee picked up his pace, knowing the reward that would come from the soaked crevice he currently served with his mouth. Farell began to whimper again; but sounded more stressed, his body began to quake and jolt. Farell's eyes rolled back as his orgasm began; Drowzee slurping wetly at his master's pussy. Drowzee could tell what was coming next. Farell screamed out in pleasure as he squirted and convulsed within the poke'mon's snout and mouth. Drowzee began to focus on Farell's sensitive clit with his lip, using his lower lip to drink deeply from the sweet honey of his trainer's loins. Farell shook as he rode out the rest of his powerful climax. Drowzee removed his mouth from the fox's vulva, leaving a trail of saliva and female fluids running from his face to Farell's groin. Farell felt faint, he'd never felt anything like the mind-blowing orgasm he just went through. His life would never be the same; neither would his relationship with his Drowzee. The next time, they would go further than lovers, they would become soul-mates.