FSE

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Saffron City had always been considered a center of culture. Early in construction, the choice was made to appoint a section solely for tourism. This area of town was opulent, the streets clear of even the most miniscule amounts of trash. butterfree would hover along above the sidewalks, city pokemon that were responsible for pollinating the baskets of flowers that hung from the light poles.

The main attraction of the center pavilion of the Cultural Quarter was a large, white stone water fountain. Every few moments the fountain would spray water from the mouths of statues designed to look like a gyarados, and a milotic delicately curled around each other. A few magikarp swam lazily in the pool below them. Streets here were always full of trainers and pokemon alike, either enjoying the shops or exploring what this part of the city had to offer.

The only negative aspect to this part of town was its proximity to the local forest. While a security barrier of some kind had once been considered, there was a big push from residents against it. While most people who came through this area were only travelers staying at the hotels, residents in the rest of the town didn't want to have to put up with it. Even though nuisance wild pokemon had started to become a real problem, there was nothing the city could do to force them to budge on the subject. The only solution they could come up with was to create a pokemon catchers department.

It didn't require much in the way of training; Silph Co. had supplied them with more than enough gear for the operation. Not that it helped Thomas with any of his patrols. For now, he sat behind the driver's seat of his work van on an empty service road, fingers idly tapping on the steering wheel. His eyes remained on the entrance to the alleys, keeping a look out for a flash of tan fur that had come to signal his continued failure. It had become a bit of a running joke over the last few months, the first pokemon that had slipped past him...and then he managed to keep doing it. The others in his department had offered to come down on his patrol and help him, but at this point it had become rather personal.

Thomas never had the desire to become a pokemon trainer, instead he had always wanted to become a scientist. He had tried his best at university, putting in as much time as he could, only to drop out halfway through the program. It had just become too difficult for him at the time, and he truly believed it had been the right choice. He was only in his early twenties, so he figured he could go back someday when he felt better. With the living costs of Saffron City eating away at his savings however, the only thing he found time for was working.

He was a tall man, easily six-foot, with broad shoulders, but he didn't have much noticeable muscle. The last few months had been a lot of running around, allowing him to keep himself lean and rather fit. He had dirty, blonde hair that he usually kept cut short, his blue eyes focused intently on the street in front of him. He was by no means an unattractive man, but he did not care for the dating scene, especially with how little free time and money he had. The last date he had been on nearly blew through his savings and then never called him back.

Although the first few weeks on the job had been a little rough, he had quickly found that he had a knack for this kind of work. It had been a requirement that the workers not have any pokemon of their own, especially when they were on patrol. The belief was that they would risk causing a lot of collateral damage if they ended up having a pokemon fight in a crowded area. It was frustrating to think that some stray pokemon could elude him for so long, but he was certain that today was the day he saw results.

The last few weeks he had been mapping out all the locations where the pokemon- a large ninetales- was sighted. It wasn't difficult to find, the fox was a regular hellion: setting fire to plants, decimating outdoor cafes while stealing food, and even going so far as to tear down the fences separating the back alleys of the buildings. It had gotten so bad that Thomas' boss had started to really come down on him about his continued failure.

He was thankful that it was such a distinct pokemon, especially since there weren't many trainers with ninetales in the area. From what he had seen, it looked like any other ninetales, expect for the tip of its middle tail, which was a snowy white in coloration. It wasn't normal for pokemon with such distinct colorations, even a small one like that, to be running free still, but no one seemed to want to do anything about it. The thought of going out and buying a few pokeballs had come to mind, but city officials were only allowed to use what they had assigned to them.

The radio on the dashboard of the van would crackle to life suddenly, making Thomas jump in surprise. He hadn't realized just how anxious he was until it startled him. He quickly snatched the receiver and sighed as he leaned back in his seat. "Yeah, this is Thomas." He grumbled, already knowing that this probably wasn't going to be a conversation he wanted to have.

There was silence on the other end, the radio clicking before a female voice came over the radio. "That fox friend of yours was just seen on Oak Avenue, better hurry before he gets away." The radio clicked silent a moment later, making him curl his face up a bit as he set the receiver back down. The sound of rustling papers filled the van as he pulled up the crudely drawn map he had made of the area, marking off another red 'x' at his last sighting. He could see that it was only a couple of streets over, but he was certain he was already long gone.

A report like that didn't concern him, the fox very rarely took the streets; he had become proficient at moving through the back alleys of the city. It was like a maze back there; he had followed him in once, only to quickly find himself completely losing his sense of direction. The alleys were full of fences they had placed early in the summer meant to prevent this, but they were all but useless. They broke easily, it's intended use to deter weaker pokemon, not a fully grown ninetales.

Suddenly, there was a large creaking sound before his van suddenly shifted its full weight on the back-end, causing him to stagger forward. "What the hell?" He demanded angrily, before wincing as the sound of grinding metal filled his ears. Just as he looked up, he saw it, that familiar tan flash of fur darting into the alley entrance in front of him, although this time... The pokemon was looking back at him. Their eyes locked momentarily, and he swore he could see a grin on his face before he jumped out of the company's van. "No no no no...." He groaned in despair when he saw the damage that had been caused.

The entire back axle of the van was almost melted through. The ninetales had used flamethrower to heat the metal red-hot, and then simply allowed the weight of the chassis to warp the metal. Right now, the tires were lifted up off of the ground, smoke still pouring off of the superheated, glowing red metal. The logo on the side of the van depicting Saffron City, proudly declaring him a pokemon catcher had clearly been scratched away. "You...son of a..." His hands tightened in fists, his heart beginning to beat a bit faster in his chest. How in the hell was he ever going to explain this to his boss!?

Behind him, he heard a loud, almost amused yip of amusement. It was rather mocking, and when he turned around, the ninetales was sitting proudly behind him. He was resting on his haunches on the sidewalk just across the street, the entrance to the alleys looming behind him. This was new for him, he had never directly done anything to Thomas. The very clear grin on the ninetales muzzle made it clear to him though, he was very, very much enjoying this.

Thomas' hand tightened into a fist as he stared at the fox before looking back to the open driver's seat. He could feel the eyes of the fox on him, waiting to see what he was going to do next. His utility belt lay on the passenger seat of the van, too far away for him to grab without risking him getting away. "Like hell are you running off on me again today..." He wasn't sure just how much English the pokemon knew; it wasn't too hard to teach a pokemon to understand human speech, but it definitely took time.

As he took a step closer to the ninetales, it would get up from its haunches onto all fours, it's nine tails raising up along it's back. He could see it now, the slightly shorter tail directly in the middle, the pure white fur at the tip of it. There was no one else on the service road, and he didn't have a chance to call it in, but he wasn't entirely defenseless. One of his hands slowly reached into his pocket, his fingers twitching a bit when he saw the pokemon's fur raising a bit in anticipation.

In a second, he was running across the road towards him, only for the ninetales to immediately turn and run into the alley opening. Thomas didn't stop for a moment; he had been made a fool of for the last time. "Come here, you damn flea bag!" The sound of his feet hitting the pavement echoed off the walls of the alley, his hand pulling a Silph Co. max strength repel from his pocket. It was far stronger than the store brand and meant to be used solely as a deterrent, deemed far too potent to safely use on a pokemon.

The alley was narrow, lined with trash cans which the fox was easily able to dart around. It was much more difficult for Thomas however, as he had to fight to keep up his steady footing while he pushed past the garbage receptacles. His heart was starting to beat a bit faster as he focused solely on the tan furred pokemon in front of him. It didn't seem like he was particularly violent towards humans, although he was certain if he ever did something to harm one there would have been a much faster response.

This was the closest he had ever gotten to the pokemon, although something seemed a bit strange. Thomas was certain that he had seen him run faster than this in the past, but as he got within a few steps of him, he picked up the pace majorly. The thought of the pokemon treating it like a game briefly came to mind, before he grits his teeth and picked up his pace. "You better hope I don't get my hands on you!"

The end of the alleyway split off to the left and right, the ninetales quickly taking the latter. Thomas quickly turned with him, before quickly jumping as a garbage can rolled towards him. His quarry would use its long tails to send more of them his way, each motion fluid and effortless. To his shock, he realized that he had drawn him right into the center pavilion, the fox running towards the grand fountain in the center. This was the exact last thing he wanted, as most of the residents of the city thought the forceful relocation of pokemon as brutish, especially when they weren't being captured. The continued appearance of the ninetales in the city had practically given him celebrity status.

He didn't have much time to think about this, and he was certain that it was a mistake, but he ran after him. "Saffron City Pokemon Control, out-of-the-way!" Thomas was certain he was going to have a lot of complaints to his boss at this point.

He was forced to shove his way through the crowd of people, nearly knocking a few of them over. Already he could see the pokemon waiting for him, lounging idly on the edge of the fountain, one of its paws dipped into the water. Only when he stepped foot on the decorative stone surrounding the fountain did he regard him again. He could feel the eyes of so many people and pokemon on him, making him feel a little sheepish as he roughly cleared his throat. "By order of Saffron City, I'm taking you in for disturbing the peace, destruction of property, an- hey!"

The paw dipped into the water made sense as soon as it suddenly scooped out one of the magikarp swimming in the pool. Thomas didn't have a chance to react before it suddenly smacked him in the chest, causing him to let out a grunt of pain as his hands instinctively reached up to catch the flapping fish. His stumbled back a few steps as he let out a wheezing gasp, the air knocked from his lungs. At this point he could hear laughter, the ninetales obviously enjoying this greatly as his tails started to wag around a bit. As if things couldn't be bad enough, now he was openly mocking him in direct view of all these people.

"Come on, he can't be that bad?"

"Awww, he's so cute!"

"Figures you'd go after a defenseless pokemon."

Their disapproval of him was obvious, but he didn't have the time or patience to put up with it. They weren't the ones whose entire job centered around catching nuisances like him. The magikarp in his hands had started to flail even faster, reminding him that he was still holding it. "Someone just, stop him!" He could feel his face beginning to heat up as he took a few quick steps towards the fountain, tossing the magikarp back in the water as his target quickly stood and took off through the throng of people.

Thomas didn't have as much luck, having to physically push his way through them before he could see the ninetales again. Right when he was about to step free of the crowd, a foot suddenly caught his leg, causing him to fall forward with a grunt. It happened so fast that his hand opened, releasing the can of Silph repel and sending it scattering across the stones. He didn't have much more than a moment to see just who had tripped him-some young-looking, female trainer that looked rather sheepish at being caught. It didn't matter to him though, he had a job to do whether these people thought it was right or wrong.

He could hear small snickers of amusement from behind him as he quickly jumped back to his feet. It made his face redden in embarrassment, knowing that they considered getting in his way the right thing to do. With all the people milling around, he couldn't see where the canister had landed, and the sound of a loud yip from down the road drew his attention back to his quarry. He was standing in front of another alley, his nine, glorious tails swishing lazily back and forth.

With no tools left to defend himself if the pokemon turned aggressive, Thomas was starting to wonder if it was still worth it. He had already been made a fool of, though, and if his boss saw his van with no captured pokemon... There was no other choice, he had to keep following after him. With the sound of disapproving, shouting voices from the crowd behind him, he took a few steps before breaking back into a sprint down the narrow alley. At this point he had almost lost him, until he saw the tip of his tails pulling around a corner.

As soon as Thomas came to the turn, he could see that while there had once been a security fence here, there was a rather large, melted hole in the chain link, barely large enough for him to fit through. The ninetales was sitting on his haunches on the other side of it, idly licking at one of his front paws before giving him a rather bored glance. He didn't need to worry, of course, he was in his element, it was the human that was going to have to really work here.

Thomas didn't bother with the hole in the fence, instead jumping and grabbing the top of the fence before pulling himself over. The metal rattled threateningly under him, almost giving way from his full weight, before he hit the ground a dozen feet from the pokemon. "I'm so sick of this, do you have any idea how difficult you're making my job?!" The pokemon cocked its head to the side, seemingly regarding him for a few moments. He barely managed to catch his breath after saying this before the fox was off again, running deeper into the system of alleyways.

He could see now that he was running towards the center of the city, where it would be even harder to catch him if he lost track of him. The buildings were starting to cluster closer together now, casting a dark shadow over them. Silph Co. had expanded in recent years, allowing countless buildings to crop up around their headquarters. With the sudden development, the layout of the alleys had changed, becoming a labyrinth of identical looking walls with seemingly no regard to design. There was much less in the way of obstacles to slow him down. The only good thing about this was he didn't have to deal with more onlookers, but he couldn't help but feel a pit beginning to grow in his stomach.

"Just you and me now, no one is going to save your furry ass!" He shouted, his breath coming heavier as his energy began to fade. He hadn't had to chase a pokemon like this in a while, but he didn't expect any less from him. The alley was beginning to narrow up ahead, the light shining down between the buildings blinding him when he suddenly stepped into a large courtyard, surrounded by buildings.

With the light still in his eyes, he didn't see the garbage can getting tossed at him. His foot caught on it suddenly, his face widening in shock as he lost his balance. With how fast he was moving he couldn't stop himself before he slammed into the large pile of trash bags spilling from an overturned dumpster, the laughter of the ninetales echoing in his ears. There was a brief second where he could only lay there, his face growing bright red.

After a moment, Thomas sat up among the spilled garbage, realizing just how the fox pokemon had planned this all out. Even as he looked at the ninetales, he began to get to his feet, his uniform stained with filth. When he first started hunting him, he had convinced himself that it was all for the job, and that it was strictly professional. But as that cocky, vulpine laughter rang in his ears, his hands tightened into fists. He didn't even know what he was doing at this point, his feet moving before he could stop himself.

The fox had seemingly decided to give up on him at that point, content that his point was clear, that he had won. He was already halfway across the small courtyard and was heading for a hole in the fence, taking his sweet time after that. It didn't strike him that the human was still chasing him until he heard the pounding of footsteps on the concrete, and the lithe fox lifted his head before quickly darting towards the hole.

Thomas could see him heading for his escape, it's broad shoulders already ducking under the fence. Its furry rear was raised a bit, tails swaying around in the air as it began to wiggle through, finding it a bit more difficult than it expected. That was when he took his chance, diving forward and hitting the ground with a hard grunt, but grinning big in victory when he felt the furry tail in his hands accompanied by a loud yip.

The ninetales had stopped moving all of a sudden, allowing the human's eyes to land on the white-tipped tail that he was clutching tightly between his hands. He would pull back on it a bit, not at all able to force the ninetales back through the hole but unwilling to let him go at the same time. "Keep going and I'll rip it off. Go ahead and attack me, bring the entire city down on you." He smirked and yanked harder on the white-tipped tail, causing the Ninetales to let out a loud yelp of pain.

Without his tools, or any backup, he had finally done it. He had his hands on the fox that had terrorized him for the last few months. The fur in his hands was incredibly soft, almost like silk, and surprisingly clean considering his street life. He could feel the ninetales twitch a little before it suddenly let out a deep, rumbling growl, a sound that Thomas had never heard him make.

"I'd let go, if you know what's good for you." The voice was deep, a hint of righteous anger behind it. It made the hair on Thomas' arms and the back of his neck instantly stand on end.

Thomas' could only stare when he heard the voice coming from the other side of the fence, seeing the red eyes of the fox slowly turning to look back at him. It was strange, he had heard of pokemon being able to speak before, but never a stray. He could feel the tail trying to tug out of his hands before he reaffirmed his grip. "Neat trick. I know an espeon that can do the same thing." Although the smirk had begun to fade away from his face, he wasn't going to let something like this persuade him to let go. "What are you going to do if I don't? Huh? Attack me and I'll have every catcher in this city after you."

The ninetales had started to tense up its shoulders, almost as if he was ready to strike out at him, but Thomas noticed that he seemed to be hesitating. "You humans all think you're so great, but none of you remember how life was before you made us slaves." As Alex moved up on his elbows to get a better hold, the fox would growl even louder at him than before. Finally, he took a long, deep sigh as his ears folded down tight against his head, teeth bared as he let out another rumbling growl. "I'm going to give you one last chance. I've been having fun watching your dumb ass chasing me every day, but no one. NO ONE. Touches my tail."

There was a couple of tense moments as the ninetales looked forward, neither side willing to give up. Every second felt like an hour for Thomas, part of him wondering just what the ninetales would do if he didn't let go. "After all of this? You really think I'd let you bullshit me into letting you off?" He smirked as he moved up on his elbows before he was suddenly jerked forward against the chain link fence. The sudden surge of strength surprised him, the metal digging into his face a bit. Suddenly, it felt like he couldn't let go even if he wanted to, an almost icy chill shooting up his arms.

"Fine then, don't say I didn't warn you."

Thomas didn't have much of a chance to consider just what he was saying as his hands seemingly back to shake. No matter how hard he tried to let go, his hands felt like they were frozen. That was when he began to notice it, the tips of his fingers were turning the same bright, white color as the tip of the fox's tail. There was a brief moment of confusion, before the panic set in when he noticed it slowly beginning to trail down to his knuckles, growing coarser as it went. "W-What the hell?! What is this?!"

"Hey, I warned you, dumbass." The ninetales looked back over his shoulder at him for a moment, red eyes swirling with annoyance. "I haven't had to do this in a while, try not to move or I'll mess up." The corner of his muzzle slowly curled up into a grin, the tails that were still sticking through the hole in the fence suddenly slamming down across his back. Wherever he touched him, the same icy sensation would flow through him, making his body feel like it was starting to cramp up. "You know, my specie was once considered legendary. We used to be one of the species on top. Arceus considered us trusted advisors."

The entirety of his hands had become white now, unmistakably covered in what he could now tell was fur. He didn't notice the tails had raised off of his back, before four of them suddenly pressed their tips to his forehead. It felt like the worst case of brain freeze he ever had, rushing from his head all the way down his spine and to the tip of his toes. His mouth opened in a silent gasp, lips trembling as he tried to say something, only for a soft whimper to come out. Things were starting to get a bit cloudy along the edge of his vision, making his body feel like it was almost weightless. It took him a few moments to realize that the ninetales was talking to him again, his teeth gritting together tightly.

"-ut no, you just couldn't leave me alone. You just had to touch my center tail, if it was any other one, I might have let you off." He hadn't taken his eyes off of him for a moment, the concentration on his face beginning to fade away. "My name's Attis. I want you to remember who did this. I'm the king of these streets."

As the ninetales, Attis, spoke to him, he could only watch the white fur running up his arms now, but that was the least of his worries. The sense of weightlessness had gotten worse he felt his body beginning to shift, his clothing feeling a bit looser around his shoulders. With a loud grunt from the fox, he was suddenly pulled through the hole under the fence, the sharp metal on bottom catching on his uniform. There was a loud tearing noise as Attis tugged forward on his tail again, growling in pain before he manages to drag the shrinking human to his side.

Thomas didn't have much of a chance to get his bearings before he finally felt his hands release the tail. He instantly panicked as he turned and moved to a sitting position, feeling the hole in the back of his uniform ripping wider. The white fur was all the way up to his shoulders, but the thing that scared him the most was the sight of his nose beginning to grow before his eyes. "W-What's happening?!" His hands rose as he timidly explored the shifting landscape of his face, trying to make some sense of what was happening. A sharp pain suddenly shot through his lower spine, enough to cause him to bend over and drop to his stomach in discomfort.

Now that he was staring down at the ground, he could see his front hands beginning to change. They began to shrink in time with his body, becoming little more than a pair of paws and finally letting Thomas know what was happening to him. The fur, the paws, and now his face...as much as he didn't want to admit it to himself, there was no other explanation.

"Hey, I warned you, dumbass." Attis moved around him slowly, looking down at him with a judgmental eye. One of his back paws pressed down hard on his shoulders, forcing his face down to the ground and allowing him to check the fur that was starting to spread along his spine. "You could have turned and walked away with only your pride hurt, but now...oh man, I wouldn't want to be you, right now." The tone of his voice changed when he said this, becoming a bit harsher as his claws caught on the hole in the back of his uniform.

The sound of ripping fabric filled his ears, before everything went silent as his body shifted again. It made him panic, wondering if the fox was really vindictive enough to take his hear, before suddenly sound came back to him. His ears had grown long and triangular and moved to the top of his head. His dirty blonde hair had started to turn the same white as the fur now covering his body. The pain at the base of his spine was growing even stronger, and he actually groaned in relief when he felt Attis' finally managed to rip away the back of his uniform, allowing the shreds to fall to the ground. It left him in only his underwear, but modesty didn't seem to matter at this point.

"My gramps would kill me if he knew I was doing this again..." Attis' voice fell on nearly deaf ears, Thomas far too worried about his current situation to pay attention. "He says we're supposed to become peacekeepers, or something pointless like that. Like I want to waste my life protecting you dumbass humans, when this is the respect that I get."

The pain had reached a crescendo as his head tilted back, cries of pain escaping him. Six long, white tails sprouted from his tailbone, swaying around a little seemingly against his will. The discomfort had started to fade as his face finished stretching out in front of him. "Please...make it stop!" His voice cracked against his will, surprising him from just how high-pitched it was. With the changes moving down his body, he continued to shrink, already shorter than the ninetales in stature. The worst was still to come, the bones in his legs cracking as they reformed, becoming more canid in appearance and sprouting the same white fur.

"My gramps said that back in the day, they used to curse humans all the time for so much as disrespecting them." As Attis walked around the front of him, he let out a soft scoff before pressing a paw against his side, effortlessly nudging him over on his back. "I bet those were the days...back before you humans ruined everything."

"Do you know how much of my energy it takes to stop this from REALLY hurting? You're welcome for that." Now that the fox could look down on his handiwork, it was smiling brighter than ever before. "If it was my gramps doing it, he could have done this in seconds, and you wouldn't have felt a thing. I guess we all have to start somewhere, huh? Practice makes perfect and all that..."

Thomas' eyes quickly darted to down to his now white belly, the pair of boxers he was wearing comically big on his small form. His front paws dangled over his chest as he timidly watched his feet going through the same transformation. The pain was already beginning to fade away, leaving him feel incredibly sore, but it seemed Thomas was not going to get off that lucky. He let out a loud grunt when he felt like he received another blow to his stomach, gasp as the wind was knocked from him. "Wait, you're not done? Oh, damn it..." He growled a little in his ear as his front paw caught in the loose pair of boxers he was wearing, tugging them off effortlessly.

The two would be treated to the sight of Thomas' manhood having already shrunken to only a couple of inches long. There was a small patch of white fur already covering his balls, but to his utter horror, they continued to shrink until they simply disappeared. The embarrassing sight made the former human blush brightly, white fur surrounding his manhood in a sheath. "I-It's...not done...?" Thomas didn't have as much time to worry when he heard his voice growing even more high-pitched, making his eyes widen in shock at just how feminine it sounded.

"Well, sorry kid. Guess I messed up." Attis moved down a little closer to his stomach, that same cocky grin on his face as he watched. Thomas' sheath continued to shrink into his groin before disappearing just like his balls had. For a moment, Thomas found himself staring at his groin completely devoid of any indication what kind of gender he was, before it happened. Although he couldn't see it, his features were beginning to soften, growing more feminine in appearance. Any muscle mass he had left was quickly fading away, leaving him feeling almost powerless. The six white tails that he had grown became fluffier in appearance, each one growing a small, blue patch of fur at the tips. "I stopped focusing about halfway through, that's my bad." Even as he said this, his shoulders idly shrugging, it was clear he didn't care much for his mistake.

His tails curled up a little as a sudden burst of warmth flowed through his lower body, causing him to gasp loudly as his hips bucked forcefully against his will. He could barely see it-nor did he want to- but a small, blue slit had appeared between his hind legs where his manhood used to rest. The last change was very noticeable though, two matching rows of light blue nipples appearing on his stomach, barely poking through the white fur. "I...I..." The mocking laughter of Attis filled his head as his body finally stopped changing, leaving him to look down at his new body in utter shock. It was difficult for him to believe it, but simply staring down at his body told him everything that he needed to know.

He barely realized that Attis had moved away from him before a small piece of metal landed next to him, reflecting the light from the sun in his eyes a bit. Thomas quickly jumped to his feet and grabbed it, pulling it closer to himself. What he saw left him completely shocked as a rather feminine, vulpine face looked back at him. His eyes were still a bright blue, but his hair had become curly and white, almost hanging in his face from how long it was. His muzzle was a bit pointed towards the tip, his nose a light blue in coloration just like the fur inside of his ears. Although he didn't know much about pokemon, he had seen an Alolan vulpix before.

"Well, I didn't mean to turn you into a girl. I guess that's my bad. I think that's a good look on you though, don't you think?" Attis didn't even give him a chance to answer before suddenly shoving his nose under his six glorious tails, making him yelp as it poked around dangerously close to his new feminine parts. "You even smell like one...damn, when was the last time I saw a vulpix like you..." The ninetales let out another deep, rumbling growl, but this one was different from before; there was no anger, but he could hear an almost playful tone.

Thomas didn't know what to say at this point, especially with the nose digging in under his tails. His first reaction was to immediately jerk away, yelping as he fell head over heels on his front paws and landed on his side. The larger ninetales immediately began to follow him, letting out another deep growl. Attis' front paws came down hard on his shoulder, rolling him over on his back and effortlessly keeping him pinned.

"Where are you going? You were soooo eagerly chasing me around before." His ivory teeth were barred in a big grin as he leaned down towards her face, just inches away from her muzzle. "Hehe...change your mind all of a sudden just because you grew a little fur?" He suddenly lunged towards her, his nose pressing down into the fur around the vulpix's neck. The difference in their type was immediately apparent, causing a shiver to run down her spine from how hot he was. "What's your name anyways, runt?" After a moment of silence, Attis' face curled up as he leaned up and growled loudly into one of her ears. "I just asked you a question. Do you really want to piss me off even more?"

"It's Thomas." She barely had the nerve to spit this out, her ears folding against her head against her will. As she exhaled, a small gust of cold air escaped her muzzle, visible in the warm air. It hung in the air for a few moments before dissipating, barely strong enough to be considered a threat let alone an attack. She hadn't noticed before, but for some reason she was starting to get really hot; she had assumed it was her embarrassment making her overheat, but something was different. Her muzzle moved to the side, facing towards the alley so she wouldn't have to look into the red eyes of the ninetales. It would prove to be a mistake however, as she couldn't see when the ninetale's paw suddenly ran down her stomach, tracing along the nipples poking out through her fur. "H-Hey! What t-the hell?!"

It was a touch that she wasn't familiar with, almost pleasurable and painful at the same time from how rough the fox's paw pad was. Her tails curled up a little as Attis watched her reaction, much to the smaller fox's chagrin, not once stopping the motion of his paw. Her mouth fell open after a few moments of this treatment, her eyes getting a bit hazy as her blue tongue poked partially from her muzzle. "A-Ah fuck, I said stop!" She growled and tried to force these new feelings out of her mind, one of her front paws swatting at his forearm. "W-When are you going to turn me back?"

Attis didn't seem to register the question- or the smack to his arm- but instead rolled his eyes. "Thomas is a dumb name, especially for a girl." The paw that had traced along her stomach suddenly paused, before pressing down a bit more firmly on her. Attis' face curled up into a devilish grin as his paw ran lower down his stomach, resting just a few inches above his blue slit. "Let's think of a new one for you, shall we? Something that actually fits." Attis didn't seem as concerned as she was, if anything a much bigger joke to him than when she was chasing him. "Selene? Iris? All the names you humans come up with are so...plain. At least have some pride in yourselves. I'll call you Rhea. Rhea the runty little fox that thought she could catch me."

She was trying to think of something to say, to refuse him, and his silly game. The pressure from his paw made her groan, the warm sensation flaring in her stomach making her pant a little. "That's...a stupid name..." It was starting to get a bit more difficult thinking of comebacks in the face of the arrogant fox. Arceus help her, it felt so good being touched like this. She bit down hard on her lip, one of her cute fangs poking out of past her muzzle. Each of her exhales were accompanied by a cloud of steam, no matter how much she tried to keep it in. "What are you planning on doing with me." It took her a lot of confidence to build up to asking this, especially with his overt attention to her body.

He was so close that she could smell him now, her little nose twitching. Everything smelled so much stronger now, the alley they were in having nearly enough different ones that it was almost overwhelming. His was different though, pungent with the scent of sweat from their chase, but also layered with a spicy odor that made her nose twitch against her will. To her utter disgust, her mouth was watering, her blue tongue falling farther from the side of her muzzle.

After what seemed like an eternity, Attis finally moved a paw away from her, murring softly as he moved down on his forearms to get closer to her muzzle. "Well, Rhea," He smirked at the pout that came across her face as he used her new name, his tongue poking out of his muzzle at her"at first, I was just going to let you run off with your tails between your legs. Knowing that I'm the king of these streets." The red eyes of the ninetales shimmered as he leaned down closer to her, his hot breath billowing into one of her triangular ears. "But now that you're here and well...seemingly so interested in just a few touches..." The fox let the threat hang in the air, taking amusement from the look on her face.

It came as a shock to the newly minted Rhea when Attis' stood and simply turned his tail on her. With her new shorter stature, she was treated to a view that she had never seen before on him. The ninetale's didn't seem to be trying to hide his large, golden balls from view, hanging heavy and full between his hind legs. "Yeah, I don't waste my time on passive vixens. Even if you already know your place." His tails swished around a little as he said this, drifting the musky odor back towards her and practically making her swoon. "You learned your lesson, right? Enjoy street life, runt."

Rhea was certain that he would turn around after a few steps, but as the ninetales continued to walk her panic began to sink in. "W-Wait! You can't just leave me like this!" The little Alolan vulpix rolled over onto her feet, wobbling a little from uncertainty as she balanced on them. It was awkward standing on all fours like this, and it took a few moments to figure out how to so much as step forward. "What am I supposed to do? I...I have no idea how to be a pokemon!" After a few more stumbling steps, she finally managed to get her footing and hurried her pace to catch up with him.

"Yeah, I can, actually. It's really, really funny to me. Us pokemon don't know what to do when you catch us, but that's life. You just do it." The ninetales let out a chuckle when he heard the soft paws following along after him. The sun hung high in the sky, signaling that it was still early afternoon. The street sounds were starting to get louder as they neared the streets, making her fur fluff up at the thought of anyone seeing her like this. "Besides, if I turn you back, you're just going to go back and tell everyone about me. I can deal with some dumbass chasing me around, but I don't need the hassle of a bunch of scientists trying to 'pick my brain'." He would shrug a little, his tails flicking around a bit as he seemed to drop the subject.

By now, he had gotten to another intersection of the alleys and had to force himself back under one of the fences. As he got down on his belly to crawl under it, Rhea was once again treated to a view of his hanging balls. It made the fur around the base of her tails puff up a bit, just like a startled feline pokemon. The flared ups of heat had started to grow stronger in her stomach, leading her to worry that she had enjoyed his touch far more than she had expected. "I'm not going to tell anyone, I swear!" She growled as soon as the golden furred tails slipped through the fence, but quickly dove under it to keep pace with him. At the end of this alley, she could see the entrance back to the city streets. "W-Wait come on! You have to give me some kind of chance! I was just doing my job!"

Attis took a few more steps before pausing, sighing loudly to himself. "Arceus, you're not going to drop this, are you?" He would turn and look back at her his shoulders before he took a seat on his haunches. "Whine, whine, whine. Gees, you sure you weren't a girl already?" He hesitated for a moment, leaving Rhea to nervously bite down on her lips as he thought about something. "Do you like games?" The way his red eyes glistened as he looked at her was enough to send a shiver of worry down her spine, her tails tucking between her legs. "I love games of skill, luck is for fools. Back in the day I would be anything on dumb things. Hmmmm...tell you what, runt. You spent so much time chasing me," his ivory fangs poked free of his muzzle, hardening his appearance as he leaned down towards her "I think I'll chase you."

The sound of his voice combined with the sight of his fangs caused her tails to tuck up between her legs. Even if she had found herself so willing to lay there before as he touched her, the thought of running solely for his amusement disgusted her. "I...you're going to...c-chase me?" She asked this cautiously, taking a few steps back towards the street sounds behind her as if she expected him to tackle her right then and there. "That's not...I mean..." Experiencing this fear, that she was totally defenseless before him, it seemed so unreal. Even as her forearms wobbled, the heat in her stomach hadn't abated for a second. Her mind was a mixture of conflicting emotions, his scent making her mouth water with desire.

If Rhea had ever gotten into university, she would have known just what was happening to her. Vulpix were fertile year-round, but early spring was when their heat cycle started. The warmth gnawing away at her belly filled her with anxiety, even more so with Attis so close. Even if she had only been a pokemon for a short period of time, her body knew how to react when it was near such a desirable male. Her own scent was starting to drift on the air, causing Attis' nostrils to flare a bit.

He followed her even as she began to walk back, the ninetales grinning big down at her. "You heard me. How much time did you waste trying to find me? I bet you that I can find you anywhere in this city, in less than an hour" His head began to lower towards her, cocking to the side a little bit in amusement. "You keep away from me for that long, and I'll turn you back. Who knows I might even care enough to get it right, and manage to turn you back into a male?" His nose brushed against the top of her head, taking a bit of a sniff at her even as she growled in annoyance. "When I win though...you know what I want. An eager partner."

"I think that's going to be pretty hard for you though...I thought I smelled it earlier, but damn is it strong now. You're excited, aren't you?" Rhea stumbled away from him a little as he called her out on this, making him laugh. It was more than enough to confirm what he thought, even as his nine large tails began to spread out behind him, making him appear even larger than he had before. "I wouldn't feel too bad about that, runt. I've never met a girl that could resist me." His ivory teeth flashed in a grin as he leaned down, his muzzle mere inches from her own. "I'll give you a five-minute head start...get running, little lady."

Rhea's heart beat rapidly in her chest as she looked up at him, blues eyes wide with shock. S wanted to deny his accusations, but she knew that it would just be wasting time that she apparently didn't have. Her paws pressed firmly against the ground, before she turned on her heels quickly. Even if it was unintentional, her tails flagged high as she began to run, presenting herself momentarily to the large fox. A sense of urgency fueled her movements, her legs moving a bit more naturally under her. It had been hard to walk at first in this body, but right now she needed to be able to run.

The end of the alley came into view, her heart racing in her chest. Already she had to dart around a group of people on the sidewalk, nearly loosing her footing. She paused momentarily, breathing heavily as she looked up and down the street, trying to determine where she was. From the people dressed in expensive suits, and the lack of pokemon on the streets, she determined that she was on the edge of the Financial District. Her thoughts were confirmed when she saw the Silph Co. headquarters towering overhead, thankfully large enough she could see with her short stature. Although she hadn't been responsible for this part of the town while on patrol, she was still able to get a sense of where she was by using that as a landmark.

A loud car horn suddenly went off half a dozen feet from her, making her jump in shock. The shouts of the driver caught her attention, making her realize that she was standing in the street. Rhea's tails would puff up even higher from the base from fear. Her fight or flight instincts commanded that she run, and her body reacted. It was an instinctual move, her eyes darting around nervously as she found herself moving back to the sidewalk. As soon as she did, she found herself having to be mindful not to be stepped on. Most of them didn't seem too interested in her, if they even noticed her. There were a few shouts of annoyance thrown at her whenever she got in the way, making her ears fold tight against her head.

The only thing she could think about at that moment was getting away from here before her head start was up. She just hoped that the ninetales would keep his word about giving her a full five minutes, but she had her doubts. Now that she was away from him her mind was a little clearer, her face curling up in anger. How could she let herself just lay there for him, allowing him to touch her like that? Her face warmed greatly under her fur, making her grind her teeth together in frustration. He had to have played some kind of trick on her to make her feel that way. The thoughts were racing through her mind as she stopped on a street corner to regain her sense of direction.

At this point, a few possible options ran through her mind. She reminded herself that she still had the mind of a human, and all the experiences that came with it. From what little she knew about Attis however he seemed just as smart as she was. The fox had been able to set plans and elude capture; the type advantage he had on her just compounded her issues. The thought of fighting came to mind before she tried exhaling hard, letting loose another small cloud of frost. It wasn't promising, especially with how fast she saw it melt on the sidewalk. If he caught her, she didn't think she'd be doing much in the way of fighting anyways.

Rhea briefly entertained the thought of getting help from the Pokemon Catchers, or the police, anyone that could help her. The humiliating thought of having to explain her predicament nearly froze her in place. If she could even speak to them, she dreaded having to explain that she had just been a male human. Attis was bad in his own right, but she could see herself being delivered to a lab, to Silph Co., anything that could learn from her. Attis' comment about them 'picking his brain' came back to her all of a sudden. Being a test subject was extremely unappealing; she could only imagine the kinds of things they would to her. She quickly decided that this wasn't at all an option.

With no other choice but to hide, her first thought was of her van. If she could manage to get there, she wondered if she'd be able to hide long enough to win the game. After quickly looking up at the street signs, she turned and began to run once again. She wouldn't think about what would happen if she lost this little game, if Attis really expected her to be a willing partner. Now that her mind had begun to clear from the haze that enveloped it, everything was starting to seem much more possible. Rhea would even allow herself a small smile; she could do this, she had a realistic plan after all. The warm feeling in her stomach was still there, but she found she could resist it if she didn't think about it too hard.

The crowds on the sidewalk had begun to thin out a bit as she neared the edge of the Cultural District. It gave her a bit more room to run, but she knew that up ahead she would have to deal with a new problem. The pokemon trainers that had so loved Attis were up ahead, and if they noticed her, they would run the risk of getting in her way. The thought of being captured briefly came to mind, causing her to pause right at the edge of the street. It might not have been preferable being caught by Attis, but she didn't want to be captured by a trainer either. As she lifted a paw to begin moving again, she froze when a sudden sound caught her ears.

It was a howl that seemed to radiate through the city, echoing off of the tall buildings. Although Rhea knew what it was immediately, she still turned her head towards it. Already her heart began to beat faster in her chest, her mouth going dry with nervous anticipation. It made her thin façade of confidence fade away in an instant. Her legs wobbled a bit as her ears pressed against her head, the heat once again bursting through her body. It was clearly a few blocks away, signaling that Attis had kept his word and given her this head start.

She was running again before she could stop herself, a blind panic filling her. Knowing that she was being hunted was terrifying, especially when she knew what would happen if she was caught. It seemed strange to her that Attis had grown to enjoy this, especially with the growing sensation of dread building up in her. No longer able to keep her thoughts at bay, she began to imagine just what he looked like running down the sidewalk, powerful muscles bulging under his fur. The sight of Attis' golden orbs swinging between his hind legs was still fresh in her mind, her tails flaring up a bit higher at the memory.

As she began to near the edge of the district, the crowds were once again starting to grow thicker. It was becoming impossible for her to maneuver successfully on the sidewalks, especially when the trainers started to take notice of her. A few called out to her as she rushed by, but thankfully no one seemed to want to start a battle in such a crowded area. Her bright, blue eyes darted around her quickly as she came to a small gap in the crowd. Her tongue hung from her mouth as she panted, no longer able to control herself. When she was a human, she could have run for so much longer than this, but now she was already needed to catch her breath.

Rhea didn't want to stand in the open for too long, especially when she noticed heads beginning to turn in her direction. She had seen a possible route from down the block, but now it was directly in front of her. One of the entrances to the alley was laid out before her, seemingly much more imposing than it had been when she was human. The alleys that Attis had always used to elude capture were still open to her, even more accessible now that she was so small. The only reason she had been able to find her way in there originally though, was because he had allowed her to keep up. The thought of getting lost in the back alleys came to mind, but all that mattered was keeping away from him. She was so lost in her thoughts that when she felt a gentle touch on her head, she yipped and jumped nearly a foot in the air.

The thought of Attis having found her already was all she could consider, her chest rising and falling heavily as she looked up. The relief she felt was immense when she saw the same female trainer that had tripped her smiling at her and gently rubbing the top of her head. Rhea didn't want to admit it, but as the hand quickly moved to scratch behind one of her ears, it felt really nice. Her eyes closed a little at the pleasurable sensation, a bit of her fear beginning to fade away as she found herself pushing up against the friendly touch. The once prideful human was a little embarrassed that she was being touched like this, but she begrudgingly accepted it.

It should have angered her, the way this trainer seemed so kind, especially after tripping her earlier. If anything, however, she quickly found herself not wanting to pull away. Her tails flared up a bit as she let out a soft murring noise under her breath. It was almost like when Attis had been touching her, her body temperature flaring up a bit. Her body felt so sensitive to touch, even one as simple as this, her ear twitching a bit from the action.

"Hey little sweetie...what are you running for?" The trainer seemed friendly, but Rhea noticed the pokeballs on her belt. She shook her head a bit to clear her thoughts and pulled away from the human, her tails swishing a bit. The last thing she wanted to do was get caught out in the open, especially with Attis out there somewhere looking for her. "Where are you going? Did you lose your trainer?" The woman stood up a bit and frowned a little as Rhea took a few more steps away but didn't seem to want to follow her. "Well...I hope you get home safe! I'm around every day if you need a friend!" She said this with a cheerful tone, before turning and walking away from her.

Rhea stood in the entrance to the alley, sparing a moment look over her shoulder back at her. It shouldn't have been too surprising; even if she didn't want to admit it, she knew she was a pokemon commonly thought of as cute. The last thing she expected was for them to outright try to get in her way, but she didn't want to run that risk. Her paw steps seemed to echo off the walls of the alley as she began to walk down it, the sound reverberating in her large ears. Almost immediately her nose was assaulted by the foul scent radiating from the overturned garbage cans. It annoyed her having such a strong nose, especially when she was so close to the ground, but it quickly came to her that these were the same ones that Attis knocked in her path as a human.

The sudden realization that she was closer to her van than she thought filled her with a new wave of energy. Attis hadn't even seemed to realize where she was, and she allowed a cocky grin to build on her face. The fox clearly wasn't as smart as she thought he was, especially if he couldn't catch up to her with all his knowledge of the city. She really picked up her pace now, confident that she could do this. At the end of the alley, she found herself once again looking out into the center pavilion.

Crowds were still gathered like usual around the fountain, but there seemed to be more people than before. Even though she was an ice type, she felt a cold chill going down her spine when she saw what had garnered their attention. Attis was sitting on the side of the fountain, laying on his side with his tails slowly swirling around him. He didn't seem as interested in the humans as they were in him, his red eyes slowly patrolling around the area. Part of her hoped that someone would step up and distract him, and for a moment she thought that her prayers were answered as a trainer walked up closer to him.

The crowd erupted with boos of discouragement as he pulled a pokeball from his belt. Although she couldn't hear it, she could see the trainer pointing directly at him. Rhea watched with bated breath as his arm came back and the pokeball flew through the air in Attis' direction, the fire fox not moving an inch. When it came within a foot of him, one of his tails shot out and effortlessly smacked it down, causing it to shatter on the concrete. Even though it was so far away, Rhea swore she could hear the sound of his familiar rumbling growl as he glared at the trainer. The pokemon clearly didn't care for the attention at this point, but for once Rhea was thankful that he was so popular.

On the other side of the pavilion, she could see the entrance to the service road her van was parked on. With Attis clearly watching the area though, she knew that she couldn't risk going out in the open. The alley wouldn't take her down that way though, but with the crowds milling about, she had a bit of cover. There were a few outdoor cafes along the edge of the pavilion, and although she would have to go slow, she was certain she could make it. As a small group of trainers walked past her, she stepped up behind them and hurried to keep up with them.

Her heart raced in her chest as she kept her head and tails down. She was certain that with her white fur she would stand out like a sore thumb. The thought briefly came to mind just what he would do if he caught her out in the open, making her face warm beneath her fur. He didn't seem as crude as to want to perform such an action in front of so many witnesses, but she wouldn't put it past him. It made her scoff a little as her hind legs trembled, her body betraying her as a surge of desire suddenly rushed through her from the mere though. When the trainers she was following stepped into a shop along the sidewalk, she was close enough to be able to reach the outdoor café with only a few quick bounds.

It was a rather popular location in the town, and as such most of the tables were already full. She was thankful she was at least able to run under one of the empty ones without being noticed. A waiter was starting to walk past, a tray in his hands loaded up with food and drinks, making her shrink down a bit further. It wasn't uncommon for the café to complain to the city about stray pokemon running around, in fact, Attis had destroyed their seating area on multiple occasions. When the waiter passed, she quickly darted forward, travelling from table to table. She was making sure she was careful about it, avoiding the legs of trainers sitting wherever she was hiding.

The last table in line was empty except for two trainers, a male and female that seemed to be busy in conversation. The male seemed excited and was talking with eager excitement, although his companion looked bored. Rhea was so certain they wouldn't notice her that she took her chance to run without looking under the table. As she reached the darkness of the table, she would eep when her paw caught on something, causing her to stumble forward onto her chest. Whatever it was that she touched immediately growled loudly, a fish like tail whipping around near her face. With it came the scent of male, not nearly as heavy as Attis' but still present.

"Hey! Watch it!" The voice was undeniably angry, and as she looked up, she was greeted to the frilled face of a vaporeon. His face was curled up in anger at the fox suddenly stumbling across him like this. He seemed to be young, and if she guessed it seemed like he had just recently evolved. For a moment she could only look into his angry face before his nose twitched, his face softening instantly as he inhaled deeply. "Hey uh, sorry, you just kind of surprised me, hehe..." He looked up at the legs of what Rhea assumed to be his trainer, before turning back down to her and smiling a bit. "Can I...help you? Ma'am?"

Rhea could feel her heart beginning to beat a bit faster in her chest as the water type looked over her. His sudden change of demeanor combined with his obvious excitement in smelling the air embarrassed her, letting her know just how strong her scent was. As much as she tried to resist it, she couldn't stop her eyes from drifting down a bit towards his crotch. With how he was sitting, it seemed like he was purposely trying to hide it from her view. The sudden fear of Attis finding her seemed less important now, especially as she tried to find her voice in front of him. "I...w-well...sorry about that. Wasn't...looking." She said simply, her ears folding down a bit as she turned back to look towards the fountain. Attis hadn't moved an inch from his spot, but his attention had turned towards the café. Attis' ears had perked up after hearing Caerus' yelp, but he wasn't willing to investigate.

"Eh, it's no problem." The vaporeon's tail had begun to slowly swish around a bit, almost as if he had noticed the wandering eyes of the female. "Just surprised me, was all. I mean, I don't normally go around yelling at pretty girls..." The water type's muzzle seemed to darken, the skin almost turning purple as he blushed. "Especially not one in uh...sorry, I can smell it." He coughed a little bit under his breath before adjusting his hips a bit. This time, he wasn't able to hide the almost feminine slit between his hind legs, a pointy looking, dark blue tip already poking out of it. "My name's Caerus, what's yours?" Right away she noticed that he didn't have a pair of balls like Attis, but from his slit she assumed it was all internal.

The sight of his tip poking free brought heat to her face. Her muzzle had started to water before she registered the words, and by the time she realized she was staring he had noticed it as well. Rhea quickly looked away as the vaporeon shifted uncomfortably, her own face bright red. "Ummm..." She trailed off noticing that "Uh, Rhea." As much as she disliked the name he had come up with for her, Thomas didn't exactly work in this situation. It was hard to even think of herself as a male anymore, especially with the desires she was now feeling. "It's nice to meet you, Caerus..."

"It's really nice to meet you! I mean, considering the circumstances and all." She could sense him walking up behind her, before he took a seat at her side. "Looking for your trainer? You don't exactly strike me as a stray, fur looks too clean for that." When she didn't immediately respond to him, his eyes followed hers to Attis' resting place. "Is that your, uh, boyfriend?" The disappointment in his voice was noticeable, even as she quickly turned and growled at him.

"No, he's NOT my boyfriend." Her small teeth bared for a moment, before she pulled away and sighed under her breath."He's just some asshole." She could feel how close he was to her now, her breathing coming much faster. His scent was much different from Attis', smoother and not nearly as intrusive to her sensitive nose, reminding her of a freshly flowing stream. It made her heart race, even as she sighed under her breath. It seemed it didn't matter just what male she was near at this point, her body betrayed her at every turn. "Hey listen..." A slow smile came across her face before she turned to him. "That jerks been chasing me for a while.You can obviously smell why...couldn't...you maybe...do something about him, for me?"

At this point, Rhea was so desperate to try anything that flirting didn't seem too bad. It had always worked on her when she was still a male, after all. A little sweet talking had allowed his previous dates to get anything they wanted. With the very clear interest the vaporeon showed in her, it made her wonder if he would fall for it too. The worst part of this was putting her human pride aside, allowing her budding female desires to take control. It felt like she was moving outside of her control as she pressed her muzzle gently against his shoulder, feeling his smooth, slick skin. She couldn't resist inhaling deeply, allowing his scent to flood her mind and causing her tails to wag behind her. "I mean...he's really, really annoying me...I wish nice boys would chase me..." She could feel the pokemon beginning to tense up as she brushed against him, his body almost rigid as she used her muzzle to trace along his muzzles.

For his part, Caerus was obviously doing his best to resist her, even with her fawning over him like this. When she found herself pressing her muzzle against his broad chest, feeling just how much muscle the young male had, she couldn't stop herself from gasping. "Mmmmm..." Her eyes slowly closed as she continued to inhale his scent, her mind growing a bit cloudy. Before she could stop herself, she slowly stepped forward, allowing her six luxurious tails to brush against the bottom of his chin. It all felt so natural to her, even as her face burned with embarrassment under her fur. "You seem...really strong, and you have a type advantage on him...surely you could help a girl out?"

Her tongue had fallen from her muzzle as she gazed up into his eyes. It took her a few moments to remember just what she was trying to do, that she wasn't trying to actually court him even if her pokemon side was desperate for it. She watched as his chest slowly rose as the water type inhaled, his front arms trembling a bit. The way he reacted made her wonder just how alluring the body Attis forced her into really was. "Just...go over there...teach him a lesson...and I'll be waiting here for you...my hero..."

If she had known anything about a vixen in heat, it would have stricken her just how much self-control he had. "Oh gees...w-well..." He was panting now, and she could see that his tip was poking a bit further from the slit between his legs. He wasn't trying to hide it anymore, especially when she showed so much interest in him. "I...guess I could. Usually I have to wait for my trainer, but," he held this for a few moments, noticing the look of disappointment coming across her face "damn it...he's too busy with that girl." He closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath before nodding. "J-Just uh...you won't run off, right? My trainer's going to be pissed about this..."

"I won't..." Rhea practically purred in delight when he gave in. It was like a massive weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She told herself there was no shame in what she had done, even if it embarrassed her to no end that she had managed it. She resolved to never let Attis know that it had come so naturally to her; he would never let her live it down. Once she was a human again, she would forget all about this. There really was a lot more to being a pokemon than she ever thought, new instincts and desires flooding her mind almost constantly. The heat was still radiating off of her face, and she had to remind herself to slip her tongue back into her mouth more than once.

Caerus had reached the edge of the fountain now, too far for her to hear them speak. She leaned a bit closer, nearly slipping out from under the table in her eagerness to watch. Attis had stood up from his position on the fountain, his eyes locked on the vaporeon in front of him. To her absolute horror, his head suddenly turned, his red eyes landing on the exact spot she was hiding. It made her freeze, her paws trembling for a moment as she watched the larger male beginning to stand. Although she knew Caerus hadn't intended on it, it seemed that he had given up her hiding spot.

To her surprise, a jet of water suddenly caught him in the side, launching the large fox backwards. There was a loud splash as he was knocked into the water, the crowd quickly beginning to move away from the two pokemon. Attis pulled himself free of the fountain with a snarl that even she could hear, his golden coat plastered to his form with how soaked he was. The anger on his face was completely different before, his eyes practically flashing with rage. He would land on his paws with a thud on the cobblestone, his tails raising threateningly behind him as he stared down Caerus.

It was a relief to see the crowd quickly picking up on what was about to happen. They quickly began to back away from the two, half of them worried about the pokemon themselves, and the other half interested to see what was going to happen. The raised voices caught the attention of the trainers sitting at her table, her ears perking up when she heard them talking.

"Isn't that your...vaporeon over there?"

"Nah, I told Caerus to stay. He wouldn't disobey me."

There was a moment of silence before the pair of legs closest to her quickly jumped up. Apparently, he had realized that his pokemon had run off without him noticing. The two pokemon didn't hesitate a moment after that, Attis practically launching himself at the vaporeon. Rhea wasn't able to see what was going on as the two interlocked, Caerus's trainer trying to push his way through the crowd to get to the two. Her fur bristled from the aggressive sounds meeting her ears, her tail tucking down a bit. Rhea would hear a loud sigh before the female got up from the table as well, simply walking away in the opposite direction.

The realization soon came to her that this was the perfect moment for her to slip away. Everyone was distracted and there was no way Attis was going to see where she was going. As she turned and began to run from the café, she couldn't help but feel a sense of shame coming over her. She had just roped a random pokemon into her problems with the unspoken promise that she might be willing to lift her tail for him. She tried to brush the thoughts away, she was a human deep down, even if she kept feeling this way. It was hard though, as the thought of his blushing, smiling face kept coming to mind.

By now she had reached the end of the block, her van still sitting there on its broken axle. She had gotten through all of this, that was all that mattered, she reminded herself. She had managed to make it to her destination, and as she quickly ran up to it, she smiled in victory. All she had to do was lock herself in side. All she had to do was reach the door handle which was very, very far above her head. She didn't want to admit it to herself, even as she stood up on her hind legs to try and reach it, but she was too short to reach the handle

The sounds of fighting had quickly started to die down behind her, making her heart beat faster in her chest. She was so close, so damn close. If she could just reach the handle, she would be free of this nightmare. Attis would lose and then she would find him again, hopefully bruised and bloodied from his fight, and he would turn her back. It was her desperation that drove her to keep trying, even hopping up on her hind legs a bit. The deep growl from behind her didn't deter her, even at the realization of whom was behind her.

"I have to say. I didn't think you'd do that." A heavy paw pressed down on the base of her tails, making her yelp as she was forced down into a sitting position. Attis's golden coat had a slight cloud of steam rising off of it, his internal body temperature rising high enough to evaporate the water on his coat. "Convincing some poor sap to defend you. I have to give you credit, you used your new body to your advantage. He even claimed you were his girlfriend, and that I needed to stop bothering you." His large muzzle lowered down, his hot breath billowing across the back of her neck. "Didn't take too kindly to me telling him that you belonged to me."

The sense of weightlessness made her eep as she was lifted off of the ground, paws scrambling a bit at the air. His teeth had dug into the loose skin around her neck; he wasn't biting down hard enough to hurt, but her pride was more than damaged. That was it then, her heart sank in her chest, the realization that she had lost coming to mind. Being lifted by her scruff like this was almost calming, even as she desperately tried to think of how he so easily found her. With a groan of disgust, it came to mind that she had probably brought this on herself. She had gone to the one location she was the most familiar with and went every day, the one place where Attis knew she would immediately run for. Her tails twitched a bit, her eyes closing as she sighed under her breath. "You didn't...hurt him, did you?"

Attis had started to head for an alley entrance, taking his sweet time now that he had his quarry where he wanted her. She could feel his hot breath billowing against the back of his neck, the scent a little sour as it drifted towards her nose. His shoulders rolled in a shrug in response to his question, the bite he was giving her starting to loosen up a bit. "Nah, human stopped him. I'm sure he's not getting off the leash for a while." It was a little relieving, even if she had just met him; she hadn't intended for him to get hurt. Rhea was forced along for the ride, not even bothering to try and keep track of where the ninetales was heading this point. All of the alleys looked the same to her at this point, and it wasn't like she was going to get away from him again.

The two traveled in silence, Attis' mouth full and Rhea too nervous to say a word. She knew what was coming, the heat in her stomach stronger than it had ever been before. It no longer felt like they were random flares, it was a constant, gnawing ache in her belly. The larger fox brought her back to the courtyard where he had first grabbed his tail, passing by the spilled trash Attis had run him into when he was still human. Now that she had a chance to look around, she could see that this was once parking spaces before a new building was constructed, closing this area off from the streets.

It was completely private from ground level, although the large windows of a dozen buildings looked down on it. Rhea wondered if anyone could see her now and cared what was to happen to her. She could see now that he was heading for what looked to be an old car garage, a worn sign over the front faded from years exposed to the elements. There were a few garage doors behind a large dumpster that the ninetales easily moved aside with his tails. There was a rather impressive hole burned into the metal just large enough for the two of them to fit through leading into the dark interior.

It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust in here, making her shift a bit from nervousness. The work benches and remaining tools had all been shoved into one corner, covered in a layer of dust. Towards the back wall was what appeared to be a large bed, made of numerous random blankets and pillows scavenged from the streets. When Attis stepped up to the side of it, he finally released his muzzle, letting her land on the soft material. "Welcome home, runt." His voice was bitter, holding an icy tone that sent shivers down her spine. "Get comfy, or don't. At this point I don't really care."

The smaller vulpix quickly moved to a sitting position, watching Attis nervously as the fire fox gazed down on her. The bedding reeked of the male fox, her delicate nose trembling as she was nearly overloaded with the potent scent. It almost made her crave Caerus' scent, but she couldn't think about that right now. He was madder than she had ever seen before, seemingly not too pleased with her attempt to bring in outside help. Her tails slowly twitched around her, her ears tilting down as she let out a timid sigh. "I guess...you're not going to be gentle or anything..."

In answer to this, the large fox pressed a paw against her chest, easily pushing her onto her back. Then, he was on her in an instant, his large, pointed muzzle digging into the fur around her neck. It surprised her, especially when he let out a deep growl that seemed to reverberate through her entire body. "Why, do you not want me to be? Is that why you got him to help you? Couldn't even wait for me to catch you before lifting these tails? You're more eager than I thought you were..." He chuckled under his breath, before his long, dark tongue ran along her neck. The sensation made her gasp and caused her paws to twitch, her eyes fluttering a bit. He was so much hotter than she was, it already made her feel like she was starting to sweat. His fur was still a little damp from his time in the fountain, mixing with his odor and making his scent all the more potent. "Like I said, I don't like passive vixens...but fuck, you would have just laid there and taken it, wouldn't you have? You're the reason humans think us foxes are such sluts."

Rhea wasn't even given the luxury of commenting on this as Attis' tongue pressed firmly against her chest, dragging up to tease the side of her muzzle. "We both knew I was going to win." His arrogant tone made her blush in shame, even as he continued to lick around her little muzzle. "But Arceus...I love the chase." He flashed his ivory teeth at her in a big grin, before lowering his muzzle, his warm nose poking into the fur around her belly. It took her a few moments to realize just what he was doing before his hot tongue ran along one of her rows of nipples. The touch was electric, drawing a sweet cry from her lips that surprised even her, her eyes widening in shock. Her paws quickly moved to cover the front of her muzzle, her face burning brightly as Attis continued to lick along this row, before switching over to the other one.

His movements were slow and delicate, making it apparent that he had done this before. She could only watch as his large, golden furred muzzle ran slowly along her stomach, the anger beginning to fade away from his expression. It seemed to Rhea that he couldn't help but enjoy himself if it meant humiliating her. "Mmmm, that's it...don't hold back, I want to hear you moan..." He bared his teeth for just a moment in an amused smirk, eyeing her to see if she would deny him. When she didn't complain, he lowered his tongue back down, licking around her nipples slowly.

Rhea knew what he wanted; he wanted to prove his point, that she was meant for this role. After everything he had done to her it all was clear to her. He enjoyed seeing her embarrassed, seeing her powerless before him. Her eyes squeezed shut as his hot tongue once again ran along her stomach, her nipples as hard as rocks. She couldn't hold it back, couldn't deny him as a loud, low moan escaped her. His touches were slow and sensual, almost as if he was treating her like a lover, but that cocky grin didn't leave his muzzle for one second.

"That's it, and we're just getting started..." His words echoed in her ears, her tongue falling from her mouth as she started to shamelessly pant. "You know, I prefer females in heat. I'm sure I have a few runts of my own running around. Hehe, I guess it's worth it, you girls just can't help yourself when you get like this..." His hot tongue pressed down firmly a few inches above her crotch now, the scent of her excitement making him growl in desire. When Rhea finally opened her eyes, she immediately wished she hadn't; she could see his manhood now, a large, ebony black manhood that hung almost fully from his golden sheath.

Rhea could only stare at it in wonder, her muzzle hanging open in shock. Attis noticed just what she was looking at and gave a small chuckle, thrusting his hips against the air a few times. The sight of his ebony shaft bouncing below his stomach made her tongue fall from her mouth, the spicy, musky odor of it hitting her nose and nearly knocking her for a loop. "W-Wow..." It had been horrifying having this large fox over top of her, manhood at the ready, her entire body laid out before him. The only part that wanted to resist her anymore was her human pride, and even that had been almost completely silence by her heat.

"Yeah, you like that, huh?" His tongue traced along the top of her crotch, before he lowered his head further. She had only a moment to prepare herself before his hot nose pressed against her little, blue slit. Rhea could feel the ninetales inhaling deeply, his ebony cock sliding out to its full length; it was very thick, and six inches. "The waiting was the hardest part, wasn't it? I bet you thought about me the entire time you were running..." For her small stature, it seemed so much larger than it actually was, especially when she noticed the thick orb that seemed to be appearing near the base of it.

She wasn't given more than a second to admire his shaft before his hot tongue darted out. The first lick along her wet cunny made her jaw drop, the second, and third drew loud cries from her. After that, she couldn't think as her mind fell into utter bliss, her front paws stretching out in pleasure. "Ahh! Ahhh, yes!" When her paws landed on his head, they trembled a bit, before she timidly pressed down. It was a soft touch, barely enough to keep his head there, but Attis responded with a lusty growl, his tongue practically vibrating on her tight cunny. This was what he had wanted, an eager vixen; she couldn't stop herself from giving that to him.

At first, he just touched the surface of it, his head cocking to the side a bit to allow him to get deeper. His tongue lapped a bit harder at her, spreading her blue pussy lips open to reveal her inner walls. She was already getting wet for him, his tongue eagerly lapping up the sweet, musky fluids that was coating his tongue. "Mmmmm..." He growled again under his breath, his long, slick tongue pressing firmly against the center of her slit. His large paws pressed down firmly on either side of her, his large form towering over her. The teasing touch to her slit lasted for only a moment, before it pushed as far into her as it could go.

Her own scent was starting to hit her nose now, musky and incredibly sweet. It didn't have nearly as much of an effect on her that it did on a male, but it helped her realize just why Attis and Caerus loved it so much. "D-Don't...stop..." She whined under her breath a bit, even though she knew he had no intention of doing that. It urged him on though, his paw moving and pressing down right next to her head as he bent further down over her. The renewed lashing of his tongue along her inner walls made her hips twitch before she started to buck upwards, just like he had with his hips. "Ahhh! It's so...good!" He was almost pushing her rear end into the air with how eagerly he was pressing against her, making her balance on her shoulders slightly.

Attis noticed her eager bucking, the way she moaned and cried out for him. This was what he had wanted to hear, the glorious sounds of her pleasure echoing through his den. His hot nose pressed down against her slit now, grinding against it before he slowly drags it to the top. Her eyes snapped wide open when it suddenly brushed against something incredibly sensitive. The fox looked up at her, eyes glowing brightly from lust, his muzzle slick with her juices and his own saliva. His tongue pulled out of her cunny immediately when she reacted like this, only to come down hard on her sensitive clitoris.

Her mouth hung open in shocked pleasure as all these sensations flooded her body at once. Her body felt like it was on fire, her cunny practically melting under his tongue. Attis would growl a bit before leaning closer, one of his fangs just barely brushing against the sensitive nub. Rhea trembled as her pleasure began to get too much for her, her head spinning in pure ecstasy. Her paws suddenly coming down harder on Attis' head, her muzzle tilting backwards as she let out a loud cry of pure euphoria. It came so naturally to her, the pleasurable sound filling the garage as her body went limp under him.

She sprayed his muzzle with her sweet juices as her climax tore through her, her head laying back as her eyes squeezed shut. It all happened so sudden that she didn't know how to react. It was like there were fireworks going off in front of her eyes, her body feeling like it was drifting on a cloud. Rhea didn't so much as move as she felt the larger fox begin to move up over her, a soft murr of approval escaping him. "That was...w-wow..." She whispered this mostly to herself, so shocked that anything could feel this good. It took the burning sensation away, but only for a moment; soon the gnawing desire had returned to her needy slit.

"Hehe, glad you liked it." Attis ran his dark tongue along his muzzle slowly, making a point of showing off as he licked up the last of the juices sticking to his fur. "And here I thought you weren't going to be any fun..." He growled to himself as he suddenly moved his hips, allowing his hard length to flop onto her soft belly. The ninetales murred in delight from the feeling of her soft fur rubbing on his sensitive length, his hips twitching forwards a bit. "I didn't expect you to get that into it...you sure you wouldn't be happier as a girl? Then you could raise those tails for anyone you want." He grinned down at her, loving the pleased look on her face as he thrust his hips forward a bit more, his pointed tip nearing her muzzle now. "We haven't even gotten to the best part, either..."

The spicy odor of it wafted upwards as he ground it against the side of her muzzle. She could feel the heat absolutely radiating off if it, just how slick it felt near the tip. His cock flesh was a dark black in coloration, just like his tongue, and she could see numerous veins crossing the fat, vulpine length. Her nose twitched rapidly when she felt a drop of hot, pungent smelling liquid dripping on the end of it. "O-Oh gosh...come on...get it out of my face..." Even as she grumbled under her breath, she didn't resist him as he pressed the pointed tip directly against her lips. The larger fox growled under his breath before pushing his hips forward, seeking entrance into her muzzle.

"Come on, I bet you would have done this for that fish boy back there. Did you tell him you'd be his pretty little girlfriend? I bet that was all it took." He grinned big as he watched her face curling up around his tip. The embarrassment was evident on her face, his hips rocking a bit harder against her. He wasn't trying to force it into her mouth, rather he could feel her lips trembling around it, her muzzle fighting to keep shut. "I licked yours, it's only fair to return the favor." As his weight pressed against her mouth, he finally felt a little give before her icy cold tongue suddenly ran along his sensitive tip. "Mmmm, there we go...come on, don't stop there..."

Rhea's face was burning under her fur, her muzzle trembling around the black tip. It rested heavily on her tongue as he continued to impatiently press forward. The taste reminded her of cherri berries, incredibly spicy, and it made her mouth water as she wrapped her muzzle firmly around it. Her eyes opened just a crack so she could see the ebony length pushing further into her mouth. It was shocking seeing just how much there was, and for a moment she was worried he might try and shove the entire thing down her throat. He already felt like he was filling her mouth, and he barely had any of it in! Her tongue wiggled around under his length as he pushed a bit deeper, allowing half of his prick to rest in her mouth.

Attis tilted his head back and moaned happily as he pulled his hips back a little before pressing back in. "Fuck...you look pretty damn hot with a cock in your mouth..." His long tongue fell from his mouth as he panted, watching the little vulpix as he sawed half his shaft in and out of her muzzle. He could tell he was close to her throat, his pointy tip almost making her gag. "Come on, lazy lips. I want you to show some passion, get to work!" One of his paws came down and pressed against the back of her head, pulling her up closer to his groin. The sudden grab on the back of her head surprised her, but she couldn't resist him even if she tried.

She didn't have much more than a few moments to steady herself before she felt his tip finally entering her throat. Her eyes squeezed tight as she gagged around him, her muzzle tightening. The only thing she was thankful for was that his hips stopped their excited bucking, although now she could feel his manhood trembling in excitement. Her ears perked up when he scoffed at her attempt to get used to his length, simply stating "Breathe through your nose. It's not that hard." As a human, she had never had so much as a passing interest in another male, but with each moment she found herself slipping deeper into the role he had chosen for her. Already her throat was growing accustomed to his shape, her nose trembling a little as he instructed her like this.

The paw on the back of her head pressed down a bit harder. She could feel another inch slipping down her throat, her throat trembling around him. Her eyes opened a crack to allow her to see just how close her face was to his groin She was shocked to see that there was a mere inch left before she reached his sheath. This was when she would learn a very important part of fox anatomy, however. Before her eyes she could see his knot beginning to form, still partially hidden in his sheath, but an indicator that he was getting close. Attis had gotten louder above her, his eager panting ringing in her ears as his paw slowly traced along the back of her head. "Come on...just a little...more...fuck, you're doing so good..."

Rhea could feel his hips beginning to buck towards her face a bit more. His actions made it clear to her, he wanted her to willingly take the final inch of it. She groaned around the thick, vulpine shaft before finally allowing herself to give in. Her throat tightened around him as she pushed her head forward, her lips practically kissing the growing knot at the base of his shaft. Her nose pressed deep into his golden crotch fur, her eyes rolling upwards as the scent of sweat and musk flooded her senses, each breath she took tainted with his odor. That was apparently all Attis needed, the confirmation that she could take it all without losing it.

"A-Alright...fuck...get ready, little cock sucker." His hind paws shifted a bit, his large body leaning further over top of her. She could feel his paw falling away from the back of his head, his front legs landing above her head. "Relax your throat and watch those teeth." He bared his own fangs a bit as he pulled back to the halfway mark, before pushing back in. The sound of his growling filled the air as he began to actively thrust towards her face, his large balls swaying towards her face with each thrust. She could do little more than slurp and gag around his thick shaft. At this point she was being used like a toy for his pleasure.

The thrusting of his hips nearly drove her forward, especially with the paw no longer holding on to the back of her head. She hadn't realized just how much strength the fox had in his body, but she was sure all that running had only helped with the power he could put into his thrusts. Rhea's eyes were practically glazed over at this point, one of her paws slowly dropping down to her stomach. It was humiliating, embarrassing to her, but before she could stop herself, she was gently running her paw along her sensitive nipples. The sounds of her moan escaped around his shaft, even as Attis growled above her, working himself up into a frenzied pace.

"Mmmph, that's it, take it slut!" He couldn't stop grinning at this point, panting heavily as his flanks glistened with sweat. "This is where you belong!" The smaller fox's ice type seemingly didn't affect him in the least, especially with how much he had gotten her worked on. His hips bucked a bit more time, his length throbbing heavily on her tongue as his pre began to leak out even faster. "Take it all!" He howled loudly when he finally hit his breaking point, his knot slamming against her muzzle, threatening to tie with her mouth. The large fox knew better than to end it here though, and his hips ground the thick orb hard against her sensitive nose.

The large, golden furred orbs of the ninetales pressed firmly against her chin, letting her feel just how swollen with need they were. The first burst of fox seed flowed straight down her throat, thin and watery. Before she could stop herself, she was eagerly swallowing, some part of her foolishly thinking any kind of liquid would calm the burning heat she felt. It quickly became too much for her to swallow, her mouth filling with his potent seed. It ran freely from the corners of her muzzle, even as she desperately gulped it down. It was even spicier than she expected, exacerbating the heat and making it flow through her entire body now. Her paw trembled against her nipples, before she started to rub them even faster. At this point it didn't matter to her, the pleasure was all that mattered. She could feel Attis' body trembling above her, his large balls pulsing with every twitch.

His seed was seemingly never ending, each twitch of his shaft signaling another burst of cum firing down her throat. The fox's torrent reflected all the anger and stress he felt towards the former human, and the satisfaction of watching her swallow it all was all he wanted. Her lip pressed down a bit more firmly around him, her eyes rolling upwards at the almost overpowering taste. There was no doubt in her mind anymore, she wanted more of it.

"Mmmph...you're a damn natural, you know that, right?" The male above her took a long, deep breath as he steadied himself. "No wonder you were so willing...to offer yourself up to that vaporeon." He groaned a bit as he slowly began to pull back, feeling the last few shots coating her mouth. It surprised him a bit when her mouth seemed to tighten around him, obviously not wanting to let go. "I didn't think you'd take to it that fast...next time we'll get the knot in." Attis chuckled to himself as he finally allowed his length to fall from her mouth, a strand of saliva and cum connecting the tip to her lips. "I guess...I didn't mess up earlier. This is the real you, Rhea."

The taste of his seed clung to her tongue, even as she tried to desperately swallow it down. Rhea groaned to herself as her paw dipped lower, flat out ignoring her nipples in favor of her new slit. Her face curled up in ecstasy when her soft paw pad pressed against it, rubbing in eager circles as she wiggled around on his bed. It felt so much better than when she played with herself as a male, just the mere touch sending shivers down her spine. "P-Please...s-so hot...I need...more!" Her blue eyes glistened with passionate lust as she gazed upon the large male, everything seemingly so clear now. She would reluctantly pull her paw away from her cunny, only to roll over onto all fours.

Her shame, her pride, all of it faded away as she lowered her chest to Attis' bedding, her long tails flaring out behind her. Every part of her instincts guided her along, letting her know just how to present herself to a male, her hind legs spreading wider apart. "P-Please..." All that mattered now was ridding herself of this desire, this heat that clouded her mind and made her feel like she was going to melt at any time. "I...want it..."

She couldn't see him moving up behind her, but she felt the paw nudging against her flank. It helped her stand up a bit straighter, keeping a tighter form for him as he moved over top of her. "You want it. You want me, huh?" Hot breath billowed in her triangular ear as the large fox mounted her, his paws wrapping firmly against her hips and pulling her back into his groin. "I knew there was an eager little vixen buried deep in there...just needed to lure her out with some cock, huh?" His black tip was already poking around her rear end, searching for an entrance. "Lift your hips, just a little higher..."

The two of them shifted and adjusted, both actively trying to help the other at this point. Rhea's teeth were gritted together as she felt the pointed tip sliding against her furry ass. It was frustrating, just barely brushing against her slit with an almost teasing motion, even as Attis growled above her in annoyance. Finally, the moment came that they were both waiting for, Rhea's hips trembling when the pointed tip pressed against her soaked cunny. Above her, Attis took a deep breath before exhaling onto the back of her head. "Get ready, runt. Time to become a real woman."

The anticipation filled her with nervous excitement, her tails trembling, even as he pinned them against her back. The heat radiating off of his tip felt so much more intense grinding against her needy slit, her hips spreading a bit wider apart. The pressure on her virgin entrance was getting stronger, before she felt the tip suddenly slip into her. It made her gasp as Attis groaned above her head, his hips trembling as he fought the urge to thrust straight in. The sensation of being filled like this was pure pleasure, and she only had the tip in!

Attis' paws adjusted around her hips, suddenly holding her against him possessively. "You know why I was so mad about your little stunt...? It almost made me miss out on this." He punctuated this by pushing forward, half his manhood sliding into her. There was a brief sensation of pain for her, making her gasp as he suddenly claimed her virginity. The pain was sharp and caught her by surprise, but when she felt herself adjusting to him, she realized just how good it felt. His manhood seemed to radiate intense heat, so lubed up by their respective mouth work that there was no friction on her inner walls. "Like hell," the fox growled in her ear, before his tongue darted out and sensually licked along it "I'd let a fish take one of my girl's virginity."

While his tongue work had been absolutely amazing, actually having him in her was more than she dreamed. Her hind legs stretched out as she pressed herself against Attis' chest, moaning under her breath as she looked up at him. He suddenly seemed so much more appealing, every part of him set her body ablaze with lust. Rhea's face slowly curled up in a grin as she rocked her hips back a bit, gasping as his shaft slid along her overheated walls. Her furry rear pressed back further against his groin, allowing a bit more of him to slide into her of her own free will. "It feels...so good...why is it soooo good..."

The feeling of her forcing him deeper into her took him a little by surprise, although it wasn't at all unwelcome. His short claws dug into her hips before, he pulled her back at the same time as he thrust forward. The gasp coming from Rhea was all it took for him to smirk, especially as his fat knot ground against her wet lips. "Because my dear...you're a slut, my slut." There was no more point to discussing this in his mind, she had already convinced him long ago.

Rhea felt him pulling back a half way, before thrusting back in, the two groaning in delight from the feeling. She was so welcoming, the icy chill that would normally accompany her completely overpowered by the warmth coming off of his body. His hips twitched a bit before he pushed forward again, allowing his manhood to sink back to his knot. It only took him a few moments to build up a steady pace, his claws digging so deep into her that she couldn't move away from him.

His heavy balls smacked against her clit whenever he bottomed out, his thick manhood stretching her cunny out around him. Her paws pressed firmly against the bedding as she groaned under her breath, her eyes glazing over as she felt her body getting rocked forward. It was so much, the new sensations flooding her mind as her hips pushed desperately against him. Even when she realized that she was drooling, she couldn't help herself; this was what she had wanted ever since he had transformed her. Her mouth hung open as she constantly moaned for him, wordlessly crying out for more.

The sound of his hips slapping against her furry ass quickly filled the air, accompanied by his own soft growling. She could feel his hot nose pressing into the scruff around the back of her neck, his tongue passionately licking at the fur. "Fucking bitch...too damn tight..." He said this almost accusingly, as if she was trying to stop him from getting deeper. His hips shifted as he growled, making her raise up a bit on her hind legs as he started to thrust downwards into her. This new positioning forced his manhood against her walls and drew loud cries from his vixen, his pointed tip almost deep enough to reach her cervix.

He didn't give her a second of rest, knowing that she would probably never resist him again after this. His big, ebony length was already glistening with the horny vixen's juices. Each moan, each cry drove him to move faster. The growing knot at the base of his shaft was almost pushing into her at this point, but Attis wanted to make this last a little longer. His breathing was becoming shaky as he lowered his head, allowing it to rest right next to Rhea's. "Who's your master?"

There was nothing she could do to hide the pleasure on her face, nor did she want to at this point. It all seemed like Attis had been right, the fire fox's constant thrusting driving her out of her mind. Her entire body felt energized, her legs trembling before she threw her head back and cried out "A-Attis!" Her face twisted up in pleasure as another glorious orgasm tore through her body; it felt her feel like she was about to faint, but another thrust from Attis brought her mind back to reality. The feeling of her squeezing up around him only made him all the more eager to bury his knot, especially when he felt her unintentional, renewed tightness around him.

His red eyes seemed to watch her constantly, that cocky grin never leaving his face. With a few more thrusts, he suddenly snarled and yanked her back onto his hips. The sight of her eyes widening, her mouth dropping open as the thick orb pressed halfway into her was almost worth all the trouble she had given him over the last few months. It felt like she was trying to trap him in her, and he could no longer resist her. "Take it, bitch!" His hips gave one more firm thrust, before his knot finally slipped into her.

It took her completely by surprise when he continued to thrust into her, knot now too large to slip out. With the additional length his knot afforded him, his tip was suddenly forced right against her cervix, the tight ring muscle trying to hold up against the full force of a horny fox. The knot would tug constantly against her inner walls, swelling up thicker by the second and no longer able to slide out. It forced her to hold every inch of him in her, her blue pussy stretched incredibly wide for him. The two would moan along with each other, both feeling the full force of pleasure rushing through them.

Attis' signaled his climax by tilting his head back and letting out a loud, victorious howl. It signaled his conquest over another female, another fertile belly soon to be full of eggs. With his last, strong thrust he felt his tip piercing her cervix, allowing the tip to enter her most private parts. It radiated through her body, exciting her and causing her to let out her own cry of delight. She could feel his heavy balls pressing against her clit, twitching as he finally unloaded in her. There was no where for his seed to go but her fertile womb, the intense heat of it making her moan in delight as her body finally gave out under her. At this point, her body was shaking as mini-orgasms ripped through her, keeping her head spinning from the euphoria. "Wow...that was...wow..." She couldn't stop herself from grinning after that, even as Attis' tongue began to bathe the back of her neck.

"Yeah...wow." He smirked above her head before his tongue ran along the tuft of fur between her ears. "You're a little natural...hope you're not too worn out. I've never met a girl whose heat was satisfied after one time." He flashed her another cocky grin before moving to lay down on his side, pulling her down along with him. "There's a lot you have to learn about being a pokemon, you know. Little slut like you...you'll get along just fine, though." Although Rhea couldn't see the grin on his face, she knew he was satisfied with her.

Her tails wagged slowly against his belly, even as she found herself pressing up against him a little. Their closeness was oddly comforting, the thick knot stuck in her folds incredibly intimate to her. Even as her mind began to clear, she felt completely different. Her past life seemed like little more than a dream, and it made her wonder just why she had tried so hard to get back to it. The anger and frustration from the day had already faded away from her, only allowing her to smile up at him as she asked him one thing.

"When can we go again?"