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Eevee: Pixel Perfect

Emmett walked past the threshold into his studio apartment and let out a heavy sigh for the hundredth time that night. He pushed the door shut with his heel and tossed his coat on the floor and kicked his shoes off, both landing on top of his discarded jacket, and he called out lazily, "Pixel, I'm home!"

"_Iyevoy!"_Came the excited reply as a small bundle of brown and cream colored fur came into view and rushed towards him. Emmett gave a half smile as he lifted the little eevee up and the fluffy 'mon nuzzled against his face vigorously.

"Aww, I missed you too, Buddy," Emmett said, giving the eevee a little squeeze of a hug before setting him down.

"Voy?" Pixel looked up at his owner as if suddenly realizing the sour mood he was in, and he pawed at hismaster's leg

"Not right now, Pix," Emmett stepped over the 'mon and walked towards the kitchen, his mind obviously on something else entirely, "You know food time isn't until eight."

Pixel's eye lids lowered into an aggravated scowl, wishing to himself that he could speak the same language as the rabbit man, but admitted that understanding his master was lucky in and of itself--most of the... less intelligent pokémon down at the shelter found themselves there for the very reason of not being able to understand orders and tactics. Masters could be cruel. Pixel wasn't hungry, of course. He had fed himself two hours ago. Emmett, unfortunately, treated Pixel like a simple zigzagoon or a bidoof, those pokémon that needed strict schedules and stricter training.

However, despite the condescending way Emmett treated Pixel in terms of his intelligence, Pix still loved the bunny man. He was adopted by Emmett sometime a little over three months ago, shortly after Emmett's girlfriend left him for a dashing gym leader from another region. The loneliness and depression hit Emmett hard, and his friends had suggested adopting a pokémon from a local shelter where he found Pixel.

Pixel had hatched just over three years ago, a happy ball of fluff, in the hands of a female human trainer. However, Pixel was not much of a fighter, and he preferred to play fight rather than actually battle with other pokémon. It was a long two weeks until the trainer finally got fed up and took Pixel, who was, at that time, just named Eevee, to an older trainer who suggested forcing him to evolve, telling the girl that evolution often changed a pokémon's personality and desire to battle. The next day she tried to press a fire stone against him, but the idea of evolving, of turning into something else and changing who he was... it scared him, and he slapped her hand away and kept as far from her as he could until she put the stone away. The next day, she took him to a breeder's daycare center with another eevee--a female eevee with similar disinterest in battle--and demanded that he start making more eggs for her. The other eevee was sheepish and embarrassed, both of them agreeing to deny the trainer her demands. The trainer came back every day for a week expecting eggs, but when she finally realized that they weren't coming, she stopped returning. Two weeks later, the daycare turned them over to a shelter for abandoned pokémon--pokémonthat were born in captivity and would not make it in the wilds. There Pixel stayed for three years.

The female eevee was snatched up in a couple of days, apparently females were a rarity in his species. However, Pixel stayed, and he grew more and more bitteras the months passed. The workers in the shelter were not necessarily kind to him either, which only added to his bitter mood. But then Emmett showed up with a friend of his one rainy day, and he pointed out Pixel to the droopy-earred rabbit.

"Haha, that eevee's about as moody as you," He had said before moving on to the typical adoptions--pikachus and charmanders, riolus and torchics. However, every so often, Pixel would catch the rabbit glancing his way. Watching. Two days later he walked in alone, set a credit card on the counter and asked specifically for "the moody eevee". They didn't get along at first, but it became clear pretty quickly that Emmett had as much interest in battle as Pixel himself.

Ten days into his new home, Pixel had found a box in his daily... explorations of the house. Inside the box was a thunder stone, and Pixel instantly flew into a fury. Tearing apart the room he found it in. Emmett was not happy when he returned... however, he was not angry either. Pixel watched as he slowly put the room back together, stopping at the thunder stone and staring at it for a long time, and he caught Pixel watching from under the bed.

"You know what this is?" Emmett had asked, holding the stone so he could see it. Pixel had just glared in response, "It's a thunder stone. My dad gave it to me. Well, he left it for me as a birthday gift, but he died in a car accident a few days before my birthday. I don't know why he gave me a thunder stone. I wasn't a trainer. I'll never be a trainer."

Emmett had looked over at Pixel with a sad smile and wet eyes, "I think eevees evolve with a thunder stone... But don't worry, Buddy. I won't make you evolve. My whole life people wanted me to change who I was for their sake. I'm not gonna do that to anyone else."

That was the last time Pixel destroyed anything in the house and the last time he went "exploring". With this new understanding of this sad, strange man, Pixel grew to love him, and Emmett him in return. He was a simple house 'mon, and he was more than happy to be that. Even when he had to comfort his owner after a failed date.

Emmett began undressing as he typically did when he got home, down to his boxers, always complaining about how uncomfortable his clothing was getting. Pixel wouldn't tell him even if he could, but from the pressure marks on his waistline and the way his fuzzy white belly showed itself under his shirt when he stretched, he figured that Emmett had gained just enough weight to make his clothes stop fitting right, but not enough to move to the next size up.

Sitting down on the futon that doubled as his bed on nights like these, Emmett flicked on the television and let out another sigh. Pixel hopped up onto the back of the couch and rubbed his head on Emmett's, making sure his tone sounded more concerned than questioning, "Eeevoy?"

He reached back and pat the fox pokémon, "Nah, it didn't go too well. I think I might just be rusty. I was with Jess for four years. Enough to kill any man's game."

"Iyevwee?" Pixel hopped down and looked up at his master. He knew when he was lying. He always talked in simple, staccato sentences.

"Fine, fine," Emmett sighed again, "We got back to her place, and she found out I lied about how big I was. Happy?"

"Bwee," Pixel nodded and sat down leaning against his master, looking at the television. The signal changed a few times until it landed on the one attached to Emmett's laptop.

"Go on, Pix," Emmett said, waving his hand, "You can lie down over there, I need some room."

There was one thing that Pixel actually appreciated about his master not understanding his intelligence. Back in the shelter, when the staff all went home, the pokémon would liven up and the breeding and self-play would start. It was no wonder Pix didn't make any eggs when they were expected of him, but he didn't find this out until his first night in the shelter. The sableye in the cage across from him sat down on his stone cot with a smile, slowly easing his member out of a hidden slit on his body and slowly stroked at himself until a slick and sparkling goop spurted out. The female eevee hid her eyes as Pix watched him diligentlythis first night, confused and aroused, but it was something of a ritual for the sableye. So Pix watched him every night, and the sableye expressed how much he enjoyed the one-eevee audience he had.On some occasions, the Sableye would try to keep his show fresh and interesting--one week near the end of his stay he decided to slide a couple fingers into his ass hole, or occasionally he curled his body in such a way his gem colored penis hovered over his face and he ejaculated into his own mouth. When the sableye was adopted out, Pix would only occasionally have someone to watch.There was a three month period where all he saw were female pokémon, and much as he tried to watch, he found himself growing disinterested quickly, but after that, thankfully, it was primarily male pokémon--alucario, a lopunny, a gardevoir who allcaught the attention of a staff member or two...

Howevermuch he loved his nightlyshows, the eevee never got off himself due to lack of any manual dexterity,and the one time he tried autofellatio he had hurt his neck. But he always enjoyed watching. Even now, as his master pulled his boxers off and set up the muted pornography on the television, Pix watched, pretending to sleep to hide his own aching erection. The rabbit had a decent sized penis, in Pix's opinion. It was bigger than the two staff members that sneaked into the shelter at night to enjoy the humanoid pokémon. However, it was strangely human-like, much to Pix's surprise when he first saw it. Long and pink and stretching from a furred sheath with a hefty looking scrotum hanging underneath. The porn autoplayed on to another video, but Emmett didn't seem to pay any attention to it--his head tilted back, eyes closed, and his dick squeezed roughly inside his fist. Within a couple minutes, he was done, his penis spurting out a thick, white stream four times before simply oozing a couple more loads onto his slightly plump belly and lazily retreating back into the sheath as the rabbit simply fell asleep.

Pixel stood now, looking down at his rock hard member. His was slightly different than most he'd seen, the only one coming close was the Lucario that stayed for a week. It was long and pink and pointed at the tip with a thick ball-like expanse near the sheath and a slightly less weighty scrotum in the back. He looked over at his master and thought to himself for a moment. Emmett was rejected again, and this was the fifth woman who laughed him away from a sexual encounter after learning of his size--at least according to Emmett. To Pixel, it was massive.

He eased closer.

Pixel watched his entire life, never knowing the feeling of a final release. Every pokémon and human yearned for it, it seemed. He sat next to his master and looked down at the fresh ejaculate on his belly and chest. His heart beating a thousand times a second, he moved his head down, letting his tongue lead the way and he licked up some of the white fluid. Bitter. Salty. Fortunately for him, he liked both.

He looked up at his master, watching him as he licked him clean. Pix looked over to the television again, seeing only lesbian action on the screen, he closed the laptop and slowly tip-toeddown to the rabbit's crotch. It had been almost a week since he'd done anything, and typically that meant he would wake up and play with himself again before washing up and making dinner before going again a final time and sleeping through the night. Pixel had neverseen this level of stamina from any pokémon or staff member at the shelter. Maybe it was a bunny thing.

So he had two more goes in him. Enough for Pixel to repay him, and, of course, to cheer the big guy up. Hopefully he liked the gift he was about to get.Taking notes from the porn he'd seen, Pixel pressed his mouth to the man's sheath and began licking inside it, trying to coax the pink muscle out. And out it came as the eevee's soft and wet tongue tickled the glands and soon the shaft. With a smirk, Pixel looked back at his master before easing the man's penis into his open maw. He wriggled his tongue around the muscle, focusing most of his effort on the head, and taking the man's heavy scrotum in his paws and massaging his testes gently. After a gentle warm-up, Pix eased the penis further into his mouth and it slid slowly into his throat. He had practiced with various items throughout the house to control the gag reflex, hoping that one day the rabbit would finally turn to the eevee on the other side of the sofa-bed, but instead he had to take things into his own paws.Pix swallowed, feeling strange as his throat constricted around the head and the penis shuddered in pleasure.

He eased it back out and took in a few deep breaths before easing back down, determined to reach the sheath. And he did. The penis slid into is mouth, sliding slowly along his tongue as it writhed around the muscle invading the moist chasm of his maw until the head reached his uvula, pressing past it and against the back of his throat, but with a little maneuvering and a few swallows, the glands pointed itself downward and into his throat. Pixel's closed his eyes and took in the sensation before moving the penis in and out a few times, stopping to takea breath and pressing his face into the rabbit's pelvis.He nuzzled his nose against the man's scrotum, using his paws to press them to his face, and felt a smile form. He swallowed again, massaging half the rabbit's penis with his throat muscles and tongue. He moved to come up for another breathwhen suddenly a pair of hands were on the back of his head and the rabbit's hips arching upwards as if trying to go deeper into his throat. The cock grew in his mouth, pulsating, as strings of hot semen exploded down Pix's throat. Despite the headache forming, Pix's only complaintwas that now he could not taste the semen as it bypassed his taste buds and shot into his belly.

As soon as it started, it was over. The hands flew away from his head,and he came up quickly and gulped in air as the rabbit panicked,"Oh Arceus, I'm so sorry, Pixie!"

"Ye~e voi," Pix felt a bit dizzy, but weak smile was plastered on his face and his penis was hard as a rock, dripping heavily with precum.

"I'm sorry, I thought I was just having a wet dream," The man looked horrified down at his saliva coated cock, "Oh, man..."

Pix's face distorted into a conniving grin, seeing the rabbit man was still erect. Time to try a different video. He walked on his master's belly and leaned forward, licking the man's face, "Evoy?"

"Are you okay?"

Pix rolled his eyes and took a couple steps back, and, before Emmett could stop him, he pressed his ass against the rabbit's penis. So slick with saliva and ejaculate, the member slid into Pixel's welcoming tail hole easily, taking him by surprise and causing him to lose his footing, falling backwards and pushing the full length of Emmett's cock into him, Pix's scrotum resting on Emmett's bare waist.Emmett's eyes grew wide, but he didn't fight back, and soon they rolled back in his head and he lay back, enjoying the sensation of the eevee's tight anus around his dick. Pix clenched hard onto Emmett, taking a few seconds to allow his belly to get used to the fullness as the twitching cock wriggled around inside of him, causing more pre to fountain out of the eevee's dick.

Regaining his ground, Pix got to his feet and began pumping his butt up and down slowly at first, pulling the dick in and out of his ass slowly, hilt to tip. It felt amazing. Emmett's cock was easily three times as big as his own, and the man's dick stretched his insides to a painfulbut also pleasurefullimit, and within three pumps Pix was spraying his three year pent-up seed across the room. It struck Emmett in the face a couple of times and shot past him once. Pixel lost his footing again, his whole body taken by shudders caused by the heavy orgasm. Until he felt like he could move his jelliedlegs again, Pix worked his anus, clenching and squeezing the massive cock that seemed to press into every inch of his insides. Eventually, he reset his footing and slid the cock in and out of his butt slowly growing faster, his tail wagging along and his scrotum slapping heavily and wetly against Emmett's pubic mound.Thirty pumps later, he came again, though it simply oozed out, never reaching further than Emmett's belly button,but this time Pix simply kept moving during his orgasm, the size of the cock pressing hard against his prostate and causing the orgasm to feel just as heavy as the first, but it lasted much longer.In and out, and finally the man's penisgrew in his belly as the bunnygripped the sheets that covered the sofa bed and a deep warmth filled Pixel's insides. His tongue lolled out as he eased himself down one final time to the base of the rabbit man's dick, wriggling around and clenching downever so slightly to keep the warmth filling his belly.

"Oh, man," Emmett opened his eyes after a couple long minutes, "Are you okay?"

"Eeeeevoooooooyyy," Pix's voice came out almost sing-song.

"Good... Why did you....?"

"Yaboi," Pixel slid the man's penis out from his anus and walked forward, cum dripping down his scrotum. He nuzzled his head against the man's chin, pointed with one paw at his coat by the door, and smiled, wagging his bushy tail.

"Because I kept getting rejected?"

"Yevee," Pix nodded and smiled, licking a strand of his own ejaculate from his master's face. It was sweeter and thicker.

"You are a lot smarter than I give you credit for," He said, making Pix nod enthusiastically, "But... you don't have to do all this just because I'm a failure at dating."

Pix leaned forward and licked another spot of semen that had found home on Emmett's cheek, then gestured towards his own penis, still hard, "Vee yevee."

"Oh... I guess you have needs too... Well I mean," Emmett looked around, "If you're still... Needing to go... Fair's fair?"

Pix's eyes lit up to which Emmett sheepishly rolled over, lifting his tail-end up into the air, when a flash of realization hit him, "Oh, what did I get myself into."

Without a second hesitation, and in case Emmett changed his mind, Pix rushed behind his master and pressed his face into the bunny's tail-hole, letting saliva wet the rim to ease his entrance. Emmett made a few cute noises as he did this, causing Pixel's penis to grow harder, and within a few seconds, he was easing himself into his master's ass. While he was significantly smaller, Emmett's ass was still tight around his member, and he quickly piston slapped his cock in and out of the bunny's tail. The sensation was not quite as addicting as having himself filled, but it was still a breath-stealing sensation, forcing his cock past the clenched rim with short but powerful thrusts. He felt his knot press against Emmett's ass hole with every thrust, and as his hips met Emmett's, Emmett's butt jiggled from the force. Soon, Pixel's hips grew faster and faster, his scrotum slapping roughly against Emmett's perineum from the force. Emmett gritted his teeth and gripped the blankets on the futon in white-knuckled fists. Pixel felt himself use a move he didn't realize he had. Agility. Soon, he was, faster than lightning, slamming his knot over and over and over against the bunny's rim. With the force as it was, Pixel felt his knot finally slide into the bunny and the surprise caused Emmett to constrict his tail end even harder, holding Pix inside him. It was just too much, Pixel instantly unloaded inside his master, his knot holding each spurt inside the man until he was drained.

Pixel collapsed on his master's back and, with a little pressure, he pulled his knot out. Emmett fell to his side, grabbing Pixel and pulling him close to his chest.They sat in silence for several minutes, heavybreathsslowly going back to a regular pace. Emmett leaned down slightly a planted a kiss on top of Pixel's head, "I love you, Pixie."

"Vee voy evai voi," Pixel responded in kind, feeling his consciousness fade with a smile on his face. He hoped Emmett meant it, because now he had a taste. Now he wanted more.