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The waves crashing over the rocks were even more agitating to Chris than they normally would have been. He wasn't one for the ocean, didn't particularly like the sting of salt in the air nor the powerful rush of water that could have swallowed him up at any time.

And he liked it even less after having been turned into a fire lizard and thrown into a world he knew nothing about.

So much was still so fuzzy in his head, had been so since he'd woken up in a hut transformed into a Charmander. His memories were heavily foggy - all he could remember for sure was that he used to be a human in a human world, and some vague generalities about what that was like. He was convinced that there were quite a few people back there who would have loved to be in his position...not him. He was supposed to be human, and that was what he wanted to get back to. Beyond that, he was fairly sure he had some big plans in his past life - plans currently derailed, that he was desperately trying to remember, something he was certain he could grab onto and use to drag himself back somehow.

I was going to be someone important...I wish I could clearly remember what that importance WAS.

"You okay, Chris?" The voice snapped him out of his haze a bit, and he looked up at the Grovyle next to him.

"Fine...just...you know. Still trying to catch threads and all. Are you sure about this, Koja?"

"Well, honestly we don't have much to go on, so it's as good a lead as any. I know you're not a fan of the water, but we don't actually have to go in it, so we can stay at least a bit away from the sea. Still, camping under the ridge is probably for the better...I don't like being too exposed out here."

Under the ridge meant closer to the water...maybe not in it but a bit closer than Chris would have liked. But he was going to defer to the creature that had lived all his life as a Pokémon, and probably had a better idea of what he was doing. Koja had been a godsend to him - almost three months ago when Chris had woken up as a Pokémon, he'd gotten labeled a lunatic and delirious for claiming that he wasn't supposed to be where he was, or what he was. It had taken him five days to run into Koja in an emotional state, and the Grovyle had believed him immediately. He had said that it wasn't the first time he'd heard of that happening, though he didn't know much about it beyond rumors. And he'd promised to help Chris any way he could, to see if there was a way to get him back to where he used to be.

Until that happened, he had been a supreme help. Letting Chris stay in his home (even if his flames were a bit of a threat), helping him adjust to the world around him, learn what he was capable of (not a ton, but at least he had some basic moves down), and just generally making his life easier than it could have been. Chris worried that it would reflect badly on Koja, helping out the 'deluded' creature, but Koja didn't seem to care, and the whispers seemed to fade after a while. Other people had more important things to carry about, and as Chris got a bit more accustomed to his situation, they stopped caring about his peculiarities.

Now he just wished they'd stop calling him a girl.

Granted, part of the problem was that he was. Kind of. Maybe. He honestly wasn't sure at this point. Without a doubt, his brain thought of himself as a guy, just as it always had...but his body didn't seem so sure. Certainly, one particular part of him seemed very insistent on being feminine, and that was still something he wasn't adjusted to. Maybe if he'd had a cock like he should have, he would have had an easier time getting used to the body...at the very least, he wouldn't have to try to tell everyone in town that he was a guy, despite what he had between the legs. That was the only thing that differentiated a male and female Charmander on the large scale anyway, from what he could tell. He'd even tried going to a psychic to get himself 'scanned' so he could try to back up his argument, but that had been a bust - they had told him that he wasn't quite one or the other, but the male traits were weaker than the female ones. In-between but girly...not what he'd hoped to hear.

But it wouldn't matter, if he could get back to where he was supposed to go. Then he'd be back to normal...well, as normal as he could be after an experience like this, and losing three months of his typical life. If he did...he didn't know how this sort of thing worked. Would he go back to when he left? Did time run on the same scale? He was fairly certain it was measured the same way, but that didn't mean it ran the same way...if he was lucky maybe it would be three days rather than three months. Trying to figure out how to explain his absence would certainly be easier under those circumstances...

Koja's whistle made him jump a bit. "You're zoning again."

"Crap." Chris shook his head. "Sorry...I know, I'm supposed to remain alert. Just...you know I've got a lot on my mind. It never leaves it, really..."

"I know, I understand. Still, you never know who's out here, it's best if you remain in the moment. At least until we're at camp. Besides, I know how stressed out you get when you're reflecting on everything."

"You're right, you're right...it's just, it's all in front of me again now that we're out here. These caves...you said they might hold clues to what brought me here...so I can't help but think about everything that's been going on."

"I don't want you getting too excited," Koja warned. "These caves are supposed to contain legends and secrets handed down from the legendaries. Your particular case might not be there...even if it is, we won't know if it'll hold any clues about getting you back. But it's the closest place I could find that would serve as a possible starting point. It might still be a while before we find your way home..."

"I know...I'm trying to be patient. This will take my own efforts as well, no doubt." The uncertainty was the hardest part, but it was too early to give up. Though, if he did find his way back somehow, he was sure he was going to miss Koja. The Grovyle's upbeat attitude had charmed him nicely during his time here, helped him through hard times. It almost felt like a debt he had to pay, though he knew Koja would deny that categorically. That was one reason he liked the Grovyle so much, he was just so freely helpful with everyone. Cheerful, giving, determined, he made everyone's life feel easier. Chris was almost certain he hadn't known anyone so pleasant in his other life...that was a shame.

The path in front of them branched, and Koja led them down the lower road, along the rocks near the water. This was to be their campground for the night...at least it wasn't as loud here as elsewhere, as the water was somewhat more constrained and calmer. It was certainly sheltered, though, which Chris had to admit was a good idea. He was hardly a potent fighter, and an ambush while they were trying to sleep would only put him at more of a disadvantage. Even if they really hadn't encountered too many troublemakers out here, there was no sense in taking chances.

Koja kept them walking for a bit further, along the shoreline next to the rocks which were leading into the ocean. One good thing about this was that Chris had enough to think about in the moment to avoid dwelling on the larger issues - he was watching his step firmly as he walked along the narrower parts of the path, making sure to stay away from those rocks, which looked extremely slippery and unpleasant to fall on. Certainly, slipping and falling into the ocean would be the end of him. It was easier on his nerves when the path was wider, but that luxury wasn't always available.

Cripes. This world is dangerous enough already...why do all the important places have to make it worse?

Finally, the Grovyle held up a hand and beckoned Chris towards a slight overhang in the cliffs. It was well away from the water, something Chris was infinitely grateful for - he would sleep so much better with that extra distance. The air was a bit cool, but his Charmander body hardly noticed - Koja might feel it more than he did, but he'd provide extra warmth for the grassy reptile, it was the least he could do. They sat next to each other, looking up a bit at the stars they could see between the cliff walls. An unfamiliar sky to Chris...though, he couldn't remember much about what it looked like from his regular life. Just pieces of what it should have been like...

"I guess I won't be seeing the Big Dipper up there, huh?"

Koja glanced at him. "The what now?"

"Oh...it's a constellation. A, uh...the stars up there kind of make a shape, it stands out. I remember there's supposed to be a lot of them...but the Big Dipper's the only one I really remember specifically. It looks like a ladle or something."

"Huh...I don't think I've ever heard anyone talk about star shapes or anything like that. You think we could see any up there?"

"Maybe? I mean...I look up at the sky and it's so bright, there's stars all over...but I guess some might stand out more than others. But I think a lot of the ones that we had were made thousands of years ago or something...I don't really know how they were invented." Chris sighed a bit. "Add that to the buttload of things I don't know lately."

"It's okay...I mean, most of us don't know pretty much anything compared to what there is TO know." Koja's arm wrapped around Chris's shoulder and held him close; the Charmander still wasn't used to having such a relatively huge creature in such close proximity, being as small as he was made him feel oddly vulnerable even if he had sharp claws and the ability to spit fire. "It's easy to feel overwhelmed when you're in such an unfamiliar situation...the only reason we seem so calm and collected was because we were born and raised here. I'm sure if I was in your world, I'd be just as confused."

"Maybe...it's hard to imagine you confused, though."

"Hah! I'm confused a lot. I just do a good job not showing it. Sometimes even when you don't know what's going on, you just need to go forward looking confident anyway. Maybe I'm going to have to dig into it later, but if someone needs me to feel like I know what I'm doing, I'd rather they feel that way and trust in me to do it right."

Chris looked up at Koja curiously. "Even if you have zero clue about any of it?"

"Well, I mean, I'm not going to take charge on just ANYTHING. But, well, when you're someone who likes exploring and world history, there's a lot that you don't know...if it's a question in those areas, sometimes it's better to give them the idea that I know what I'm doing and then actually figure out what that is afterwards. And if I can't, well, there's a lot of things no one knows."

"So...did you do that with me?"

"Plenty, early on. And a lot of things I looked into ended up busting. This isn't one of them, though...well, it's not one I KNOW will be a bust. It might not yield anything in the end, but I know what it is and I suspect it could have information. And if not, there are other options still on the table too. I mean, I looked at a LOT of shit trying to see if there was any insight into humans crossing over...I have to think this isn't the first time it's happened. But it's gonna have to have something to do with the legendaries if it's the case, so any place where their influence is high is a viable source of information."

"Wow...it's true. You really do sound like you know what you're talking about."

"Really? Glad to hear it! I literally just thought of it." Koja chuckled a bit as Chris gave him a playful bap on the snout. Still, the changed Charmander was grateful for the bit of humor; getting his spirits up was something Koja was good at, and he was just about the only one. It made the whole thing a bit more tolerable...he just hoped that would last.

---

There were some nights where Chris wasn't able to sleep a wink. Stress and confusion and frustration and uncertainty all could really take their toll, and he would rise up the next morning having spent no time in slumber. Even when he did sleep, he had an awful lot of unpleasant dreams, dreams that left him feeling hopeless, stranded, alone. There had been some nights where he wished he couldn't sleep, thanks to what actually sleeping got him.

When he was sleeping next to Koja, though, it was usually a lot better. The Grovyle's presence was soothing, putting him at ease, and he could generally fall into slumber and not feel like his dreams were super oppressive. Perhaps it was his sweet, soothing scent, or the smooth feel of his body, or just the aura of compassion he exuded, but whatever it was, he loved every second of it. And apparently he helped Koja sleep better too, his heat was comforting to the Grovyle, especially when they were out traveling and coverings were few and far between. So it wasn't uncommon for him to sleep next to or on top of Koja.

Nothing was common about this night, though.

The stars were still high in the sky when Chris awoke. For a moment he was confused, because he didn't feel terribly tired anymore...it felt like he'd been asleep for a good while, even though he couldn't even tell if any time had passed at all. His confusion was derailed, though, by a strange sensation in his groin...almost like a tingling or burning sensation, centralized entirely in his groin area, accompanied by a sensation of wetness. And it was going deep, he could feel it almost arising from his core...he wasn't sure what was going on, this had never happened before in his time as a Charmander.

His breathing was heavier than usual, it was like he felt some kind of agitation that wasn't like normal...and slowly he became aware than Koja was breathing harder, too. In fact the Grovyle looked like he was just waking up as well, and in a similar state, and Chris noticed that he smelled...different. In a way he couldn't quite place his finger on, the scent was still sweet, but deeper, it had something thicker underneath it. Whatever it was, he found himself wanting more of it.

Another thing he quickly found he wanted more of: a slight rub of his lower body against Koja's hide created contact with his nethers, and it felt GOOD. Better than he could have expected, making him gasp quietly and rear his head back, and start to push a bit more against the larger lizard. And Koja seemed to be responding, grinding back into him and pushing him a bit further down his body. Chris could feel something wet and sticky on Koja's scales where his slit was getting rubbed; that was feeling even nicer.

Then something similarly wet and sticky, but decidedly not scaly, bumped up against his tail. He glanced back, and was momentarily frozen: a growing erection was pushing out of Koja's slit, rising to its full glory, and there was a lot of glory. Pointed at the tip, it filled out quite quickly into a thick, deep red staff that was coated with wetness of some sort. A range of different thoughts ran through the Charmander's head - feeling a bit silly at somehow not even realizing that Koja had one of these even though it make all the sense in the world, awe at the sheer size of what he was looking at, mild confusion at what had triggered it when he hadn't ever had something like this happen before - but it was seeing his own tail wrap around the sticky pole and start to rub against it, basically involuntarily, that one thought took all precedence.

He wanted this in him. BAD.

An unfamiliar thought - he could never remember wanting something IN him before, much less like this. But his body was sending all the right signals, the tingling and dripping from his slit was getting more intense the more he focused on it, and the scent was getting stronger with the Grovyle's tool out in the air. Whatever was in that scent...it was the scent of sex, of lust, of need, and his own scent must have had just as much of it. Who had started it was a mystery, but did it matter? The buzz of need in Chris's groin sure didn't think so - it saw what it wanted and it was making it hard to think about anything except getting it.

He felt Koja's arms shift around him - before they had been more wrapped, now he was feeling those clawed digits grip him, around his rear. That grab felt strangely good, and he pushed into it slightly, his own smaller arms trying to hold tighter to the green scaled body. This also caused his rear to push into Koja's dick, getting some of that sticky saturation against his rear - the fluid hissed a bit, evaporating quickly into the air and intensifying the sweet scent, though the sticky sensation remained on his body. It felt good, and Chris knew almost instinctively where he wanted to feel it more...he raised his lower body a bit more, so that his slit could grind against that red shaft.

It was like nothing he ever imagined, that spark of bliss sharply ramped up as his most sensitive spot made contact with that pleasure pole. Another gasp, louder this time, as he pushed against it more, rubbing up and down and getting as much of that sticky residue as he could. Wherever it clung to, it felt like a constant tingling sensation that was relieving that need just a little bit. The implication was clear even to a confused mind like Chris's - he needed that if he wanted to get relief from this sudden rush of need. But it was more than just need, it was raw want as well...to feel more of that pleasure, to feel the rush that he knew he was going to feel. He lifted himself up as high as he could, a semi-conscious invitation, a physical plea to Koja to do what came naturally.

He felt Koja lift him a bit higher, Chris's legs leaving that leafy body briefly as the red cock was dragged up against his passage, until he felt the tip wedge in. As he was brought back down, he could feel more of it push inside...oh, it was a TIGHT fit, but that felt SO good, every part of Koja's pole was rubbing against his walls, going in further by the moment and giving him more pleasure. He was making it even tighter, clenching down automatically around it, unable to consciously release himself from that grip...his feet made contact with the Grovyle again, his pussy well stretched by that tool at this point, he was committed now no matter what happened, but he somehow wasn't worried about that.

He lowered himself down a bit more, moaning out as he felt the stretch increase and get deeper. Everywhere that cock touched left its slight stickiness on him, deeper inside him than he could even have imagined...yet, not deep enough, he needed it further in, to pierce that core that was so hot with need, hotter than ever now that he knew what he was getting. He could feel Koja's arms twitching a bit, the Grovyle's breath heavy, his moans quiet and strained...it felt like he was waiting, tense, ready for something, but holding himself back...Chris lowered himself further, as much as he felt like he could on his own, laying more onto Koja and trying to signal to him to go ahead.

The only warning he had was Koja's grip tightening on him, and then he felt it, the lizard buck up a bit, spearing himself deeper into Chris. The Charmander gasped out as he felt a sudden spike in the pressure deep inside him, his lips stretching around that cock and his insides pushing out to allow it further in. It felt so good, nothing he could recall from before or had felt since his change could compare to it...he wanted more, he needed more, and his pussy clutching around that pole was the most obvious sign to Koja that he could go on.

Koja pulled back a bit and thrust up again, pushing a bit deeper still. Chris clung to him as the Grovyle starting to thrust more often, pushing in slowly deeper every time, spreading that delightful stickiness all throughout him as he pushed deeper to that core that needed such satisfaction. Chris felt a pressure, a mild resistance deep inside him, though only just...he was trying to relax as much as possible, but it was tough with the spikes of euphoria making him spasm here and there. Gushes of fluid were spurting out of that member, smearing around and building the delight while also helping Chris to relax a bit. Koja certainly felt like he knew what he was doing...or maybe he was just following instinct like Chris was, that was fine too.

Suddenly, Koja lifted Chris a little bit more and then thrust in harder. A songlike cry escaped Chris as he felt the red dick push past that resistance and bury in to the hilt, their slits meeting and kissing with a wet smack. If he thought he had been stretched before, this was a whole new level of unbelievable, it felt like such a large mass inside him, working his inner muscles and keeping the fit very snug, but finally every part of him was met with that touch that it needed so badly, the tension of the need was fading rapidly and being replaced by wondrous satisfaction. His hand rubbed against Koja's chest, feeling his heaving lungs draw in more of Chris's hot scent and prime him for the next part.

The wiry strength Koja had was now being put to fierce use. The Grovyle bucked up and in, drawing out quite a ways only to pound back in with vigor, his slit smacking into Chris and getting a moaning cry out of him every time. Chris's tail was swinging around, embers flicking off here and there as he lost himself in the crashing cascades of pleasure that matched the waves around them. His body contracted around that invading staff, clutching it as tightly as he could like he was trying to trap it inside him - not that he was succeeding, or truly wanted to, the feeling of it moving was the only thing better than the feeling of it sitting inside and stretching him constantly.

His short, stubby fingers were clawing at the Grovyle's scales, leaving marks and streaks on them that Koja wasn't protesting at all - they weren't drawing blood, he couldn't get his nails through that tough hide, but the heat lines had to be something. Koja's own claws were digging in a bit to Chris's backside, also not piercing but sharp enough to amp up the sensations, as if they needed to be any higher. His legs were kicking a bit, not able to move around too much with the stretch and how he was laying against Koja, the nails occasionally scraping against the Grovyle. Everything about this was rough, and he was just loving the shit out of it.

And it was about to get even better, as he felt a fire welling up in his loins...before he even could fully process it, it hit, a climax unlike any he could even vaguely remember. His head was thrown back and he yelled out freely, a brief jet of flame escaping his throat as he gushed blazing-hot nectar all over Koja's thrusting cock. The sudden rush of intense heat make the grass lizard let loose his own cry, and suddenly he was cumming too, and Chris was treated to the sensation of thick, sticky semen flooding his insides, packing in deep inside his body and squishing around the thrusting shaft as it coated his walls and made him swell slightly in the midsection. Each shot felt like an enormous torrent and he had so much to give, round after round pushing in and filling him further even when he felt like there was no space remaining. And it felt so amazing, such a relief and relaxation and release from what had been a constraint he had never been aware of before, a peak of pleasure that easily sated his previous pining for a proper cock. Well, maybe he didn't need one of his own, if feeling one from someone else felt this good...

The two laid in their respective positions for a bit, panting hard and rubbing against each other. Chris's head was spinning a bit, he wasn't sure how to process it all, it was something his brain had no real familiarity with, all he knew was that it had been amazing. Looking up, his gaze met Koja's...there was an unusual intensity in those golden eyes, a look he'd never seen the Grovyle before. He was almost getting lost in them, that look was...enticing for some reason, it drew him in more than he expected. He wondered if that same look was in his own face...perhaps it was a bit more starry-eyed than that.

Suddenly, Koja turned, taking Chris with him. The Charmander was thrown for a loop, and only caught up when he was flat on his back, under the grassy reptile. That look had changed a bit...no, it was the same, Chris just understood it better. He wanted more...and so did Chris, he realized, the moment he knew there was no question he wanted to receive more. With one of Koja's arms wrapped around him, the other hand pressed against his chest, he felt like the Grovyle was truly taking control...and it was exhilarating. He spread himself a bit, displaying his assent.

And Koja took it, without hesitation. It was the same, yet somehow also completely different - Chris had felt the hard bucks and stretching in the previous round, his nethers greedily accepting everything the larger lizard had to offer, but he hadn't known the real power that Koja packed. But now, those muscular legs had purchase on solid ground, and Chris was no longer moving freely but halfway pinned beneath him...the first thrusts were blowing him away, sending him into mini-climaxes as he felt the real strength of Koja used on him.

The sticky seed that had graced his loins from the last round had also changed things, making it feel like there was more grip on his walls from that cool cockflesh, a firmer and more vigorous rubbing that made him writhe and squirm in utter ecstasy. Every part of his newly-experienced cunt was alight at the sensations, clamping and clutching and pulsing at the reintroduction of that monster pole. Whenever Koja pulled out, it felt like he was tightening down to block him out, and yet his body parted to its return like one of his fiery claws though a soft berry. Every few thrusts a fresh burst of precum would wet him further, joining the remaining seed inside his body and his own hot emissions to mingle together and keep that heavenly tension at its peak.

He wasn't expecting Koja to lean down further over him, or for the Grovyle's tongue to snake out of his mouth and into Chris's. Yet, one taste of that sweetness of his tongue and the Charmander was all about that, letting it work its way into his mouth and twist around his own tongue, their snouts coming together and pressing as close into each other as they could. He felt his tail wrap around Koja's leg, almost like it was trying to draw him closer...it didn't seem like there was much closer he could be than literally inside in two different ways, but it hardly mattered, Chris would take every little bit he could get from this, with how amazing it made him feel, in body, mind, and soul.

That powerful rush was starting to bubble up once again, he could feel it coming to a boil inside of him, and it was making him moan and cry out more into Koja's mouth, trying to cling to him as he could. A bit more slowly this time, giving him time to savor the build-up, feel it grow steadily with the throb of the thick dick inside him and his own reflexive contractions around it. Higher and higher, a perilous climb on a teetering ladder, threatening to go over at any moment, except he was rocking it and trying to get it off-balance, growing almost desperate for that glorious burst that was to come, and wanting to feel more of that delicious sweetness flowing within him...

Koja was the one who went off first this time, giving him that second desire first as he let out a quiet cry and pulled his mouth away from Chris's. The thick syrup gushed into the Charmander's cunt once more, and that tingling it left where it touched was just the last little nudge he needed, his own cry much louder and more breathless as he heralded his pleasure to the skies above. His body twisted and tightened rhythmically on that fat staff, forcefully milking it, trying to drain as much of the viscous cum from him as he could possibly manage. It was making quite the mess down there, while his body fight to hold as much as it could there was just so much pressure that there was a lot of leakage around the Grovyle's shaft, coating it in a covering of mingled seed and Chamander fluids which dribbled around his each of their groins.

The high took a nice long time to fade for each of them, but finally it released its grip on them and let them relax once again. Koja was panting hard, sugary breath teasing Chris's nose and making him purr a bit. He slowly pulled out of Chris, making the Charmander moan slightly as he felt that tingle through his body once more, a persistent fullness from that pair of ballfuls lingering within his depths. His arms left Chris as he pulled back and sat down, trying hard to catch his breath. Chris managed to push himself to a sitting position as well, his gaze unable to leave Koja...the Grovyle looked so different in his eyes now, it wasn't that his appearance had changed but he was noticing what he hadn't seen, the lean muscles that were ubiquitous in his body that spoke of a male in his prime, especially the powerful legs that he'd seen propelling him into the air that had just giving him the pumping of a lifetime. It was...sexy. He'd never thought of a Pokémon as sexy, but there was no question, no doubting this.

And even after two rounds, he still wanted more. Koja gasped a bit as Chris came forward and started lapping over his cock, licking up the mixture of fluids that was covering it. The taste of the Grovyle's cum was mind-bending, a level of amazing that not a single taste he could remember could match, and mixed with his own fire gave it a little extra spice that lit up his tongue perfectly. His licking became lewd slurping as he ravished that cock with his tongue, getting every drip of seed off of it, not pulling back until it was completely cleaned off. Koja's breathing had picked up again, if he'd been flagging that treatment had effectively staved that off...and Chris was hardly going to keep him waiting. All the tiredness he'd felt when they'd been on their way to sleep was gone, his body was keenly primed and ready for more action. He turned and lowered himself onto all fours, lifting his tail and inviting entry to Koja. It took only a few moments for him to feel the Grovyle's weight on him, and for his cries to return as that cock speared in for a third time.

Maybe he wasn't going to have to be in a hurry to get to that cave after all...

---

Mindfulness was something Chris had had to develop quite a lot, staying in the house of a Grass-type. True, there were measures taken to reduce the flammability of the place, but he was still a walking hazard. And especially when he was cooking, he had to be sharp all the time, making fully sure the fire only went where it was supposed to. He liked to think he had gotten pretty good at it, but it only took one mistake to cause a disaster.

He sampled the soup he was making, and hummed a bit in satisfaction. It was coming together quite nicely, the flavors were starting to really mix together, the heat just at the right level to blend them without burning anything. Something he'd been trying to play with for a while, he found a real satisfaction in this, something that was making him happier and more relaxed. And Chris was glad for that, because he was certain relaxation would be scarce in the not-too-distant future.

His eyes wandered over to the egg swaddled in leaves in the corner of the house. The product of his and Koja's coupling last month...several straight nights of uninhibited lovemaking after the floodgates had broken open, bringing the bond between them far closer than ever. And closer still once they felt the egg...neither of them had even known that Chris could reproduce, given his transformed state and unclear genetic status. But that question, at least, had been answered unequivocally. What the product of their union would be was still unknown, how it would fare uncertain.

What was certain was that Chris would be there for it. Realizing he'd brought a life into the world...even if it wasn't the world he was supposed to be in, he had tried to argue it in his head but the truth was clear, he couldn't have left it behind. It was with a somewhat heavy heart that he had told Koja he was giving up on returning, on what he used to be and finding what he was meant to be...but, despite that feeling of finality, there was something here for him that mattered immensely, and part of him felt certain he would adjust. Just as he'd adjusted to his own state...he wasn't ever going to stop thinking of himself as male, but the body didn't feel 'wrong' anymore even if he didn't have the proper male anatomy. Getting nailed on the regular probably helped with that, it was hard to miss his cock when feeling that big one sliding into him felt so good...

He was absorbed enough in his thoughts that he didn't notice the arrival, until Koja's arms wrapped around his, and his head plopped down on top of Chris's. "It smells like a delight. As always."

"I'm glad you think so. I think I found the sweet spot, but it still needs to simmer."

Koja dipped one of the spoons in a bit and took a taste. "Oh, wow...that's amazing. I taste so many different flavors at once!"

"You'll like it even better once it's actually done. Then they'll be blended together and you'll taste it how it was meant to be."

"I can't even comprehend that. You're some kind of flavor wizard or something."

Chris flushed a bit hearing that. "I'm glad you think so. I'm hoping I can get some good reviews with other people, as well...I know I'm doing some stuff they aren't all familiar with."

"I think they'll love it. You're definitely doing some new things with your food, but the results speak for themselves. I never used to eat so well until you came around. I just have to pray that you never get tired of it."

"Hah, I hope the same thing." Very much so, Chris found it so gratifying and the chance to experiment with recipes and different flavor types was wondrous. In fact he wanted to do more cooking than just what he was doing already, it was satisfying for Koja to enjoy it but he found himself wanting to do more than just cooking for them. When he was in that zone, everything felt right, he was even feeling soothed regarding that sense of what he should have been that he'd never quite been able to grasp...whenever he was cooking, it seemed to just fade away, and it had been getting much less powerful in general, especially with his new plans. "It would be a real problem if I got tired of cooking when I decided to actually open a restaurant. I think once I hold the sampler, I'll be able to attract a good customer base, if I do it right. This is definitely one of the dishes I want."

"Oh, are you gonna do that, uh, grilling thing with those berries? Those are crazy delicious."

"Absolutely. I think that'll be a real hit! Hah, I was starting to wonder if I would ever taste meat again...those berries are a godsend. I think they'll become some of the most popular things I make."

"Hah, I hope everything is." Koja nuzzled Chris a bit. "All sorts of things coming together...I'm hoping after we eat, I can make sure we come together as well."

"Pfft. So long as you're using those herbs, I'm game."

The Grovyle poked the Charmander's snout playfully. "What, you're not ready to try for #2 yet?"

Chris snorted. "Let's make sure we do #1 right first, then we can talk."