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After a long day of hiking through the forest, getting lost at least a dozen times, and finally setting up his tent, Dillon found a river. He stripped down to his birthday suit and washed himself clean. Dillon had kept some soap on the shore of the river as he went for the bottle of body wash. He washed his tan skin clean, hoping that being in the sun so long wouldn't have burnt him. On the shore across from him he saw a yellow Pokemon chewing on the long grass. A Bayleef piked its head up staring at Dillon. He could use a second grass Pokemon. His backpack sat a couple of feet away with his Pokeballs in the pocket. Slinking through the water, slowly as he could, hoping the Bayleef wouldn't startle.

But as he stepped on the shore, his foot slid in the mud and fell face first in the grass. He let out an oof as his body hit. The Bayleef galloped off into the trees. As Dillon turned to watch, the Pokemon was already gone. "Damn," he said. Dirt and grass stuck to his wet skin. He waded back into the water to wash once again.

After Dillon was finished, he got on a fresh pair of clothes. He searched through his backpack until he found a container full of bait. It wasn't food, it was something a friend of his gave him a couple days ago, a mash of green and brown leaves. His friend said to keep it in an airtight case, giving him the full container and a small orb that looked like a Pokeball. Dillon popped open the container, grabbing a pinch of the bait, Dillon put it in the orb.

Dillon walked down the river for five minutes. The sun was starting to set, light becoming more and more scarce. Finding a good tree, he wrapped a rope around a low branch, hanging the orb on the rope. He twisted the orb, venting the bait into the forest. Turning back toward his tent, growing in the open trunk of a tree, a bunch of mushrooms grew. The tops were bright red with white spots, with a tan stem off of the bottom. Dillon dug them from the ground, looking them over.

_These should make my soup taste a little better, _Dillon thought. Checking on his Pokedex, searching through the poisonous foods, he couldn't find anything that looked like them. He decided to take the risk.

In front of his tent, Dillon started a fire. He put a small pan on a grill he used for over the fire. Pouring soup from a can into the pan. He cut the mushrooms in to small cubes, stirring them in with the soup. Bringing the soup to a boil, before pulling the pan off of the flames. Pouring into a bowl, and digging in. The mushrooms didn't do enough to take away from the canned soup flavor, but with a belly full of food he did feel more comfortable. Dillon's eyelids became heavy. He pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs. He leaned against his legs, soon his eyes started staying closed, more than open. He decided to crawl inside his tent. Not bothering to pull off his clothes, and not having enough time to cover himself before falling asleep.

Dillon's dreams were filled with strange lights, sounds, and smells. He felt like something chased him, but no matter where he looked his senses were overwhelmed by information. He stood in an opening in a forest, a wall of trees around him, he had about ten feet around him to move, but the trees grew so thickly together he couldn't get out. Soon he noticed he wasn't running on his legs. He'd throw his hands out in front of himself to crawl, but he moved quickly.

Dillon popped awake. He tried to yell but it came out as a howl. His head had been trapped, something pulled tight against his face. He howled again. As his hands found their way to his head, he tried to grasp, but his hands didn't work right. Pinning the fabric down with his palm, he pulled back, his head popping free. Looking down at his hands, he didn't find human flesh, but blue fur covered paws. He had two yellow bands of fur above each paw. He tried to yell again but it came out as a yelp. He knocked around what his head had been stuck in, it was his shirt. Turning back he found his hind legs still stuck in his pants. Moving forward, his hind legs were covered in fur as well, a thin tail with a yellow cross was attached to his butt.

I'm a Luxio, he thought. His tail curled and moved as he told it to.

Dillon came out of the tent into the night. The air had a chill to it, but his fur kept him warm. Walking over to the stream, he peered into the water seeing the Luxio look back at him. He closed one eye, so did the reflection. He wiggled his eyebrows, so did the Luxio in the stream. Turning away from the water, Dillon closed his eyes, raised his nose into the air, and inhaled. Opening his eyes up again, he looked down at his hands still seeing paws. "Ahh, what is happening?" He yelled. His voice came out in a lighter sound than his human voice. But he could understand himself, better than just having him repeat "Luxio" to himself when he tried to speak.

Then something came to mind. He flipped his head under his torso, in-between his back legs, a full sheathe, with furry balls hung. "Whew. At least I still have those." A thick scent came from his crotch. He flopped onto his side, bending toward his crotch, inhaling the scent coming from his own body. With his new body, Dillon could easily bury his nose into his ball sack. His smell filling his nostrils with the musk. A small pink tip slid from his sheath. He pulled his head back watching his new penis slid out of its pouch. The bright pink cock a pointed head that was smooth down to a swelling knot at the base. He wasn't the same size as he had been as a human, seven inches, but for his body size he looked a little over-sized, around four inches long. Running his tongue along the side of his cock, the taste laying in his mouth. He had to do it again, and then again. He opened his maw, letting his cock slide inside, he nicked his sensitive flesh off one of his canine teeth. He pulled his lips over his teeth, locking his mouth around his dick. A Luxio's mouth wasn't made for sucking, but he did his best. His tongue pushed against the side of his cock, as he rocked his hips. He slurped on his pink rod, his hips rocking, pushing his member further into his mouth. A bolt of pleasure, and his hips bucked further, the tip of his cock hitting the back of his throat. He gagged, spitting his dick out of his mouth.

Dillon lay panting on the ground. Catching his breath for a moment. He licked his lips, staring down at his spit covered dick. He rolled to his back, picking the lower half of his body up into the air. He slid his cock back into his maw, locking his lips around his length again. His hips began a steady motion, humping his own mouth. He let his balls bounce off his nose. The tip of his cock slid down his mouth, touching the back of his throat again. This time he let himself wait, he then slid his cock down his throat. His throat constricting around his cock, he pushed a small bit further, the knot of his cock pushing against his lips. He would never be able to stretch his jaw around his knot. He began moving his hips faster and faster. His knot bumping his lips. After a couple minutes, his body stiffened, his knot swelled more. He mouth filled with the second blast of cum, he unfolded himself, catching a strand of cum across his face. Laying on his back, his twitching dick leaking cum onto his fur covered stomach.

Dillon rolled onto his feet. He padded into the stream, washing off the cum he had covered himself with. He took in a mouthful of water, swishing it around his mouth and spitting it out. He didn't mind swallowing his cum at the time, but as he thought about it, he was left with an odd feeling that he shouldn't have cum in his mouth. He climbed back up onto the shore, moving back into his tent. Well, if this is a dream it was a fun one, he thought. I'll just sleep, and then be back. He lay on his clothes, closing his eyes before drifting to sleep.

Dillon woke up when he heard birds singing outside his tent. The first thing he did was look down at his hands. Still paws, he thought as he flexed his Luxio paws. Padding out into the forest again, he looked around, wondering what he should do next.

If this is a dream, I'm going to make the most of it. He thought. Walking off into the trees, he found a random smell to follow and went after it. He broke into a trot. He looked into the trees seeing random bug and bird Pokemon. They didn't seem to care that he was there. It must be because I'm a Luxio. When he was a human, these Pokemon would've hid. Dillon continued to follow the smell he had picked.

The scent led him to a clearing. A ball hung on a string from a branch. It was what he set up yesterday. Underneath the ball, jumping and batting at the ball, but not quite reaching it, was a Litleo. The brown Pokemon, with a tuft of bright red fur between its ears. When Dillon moved into the clearing he stepped on a branch, snapping it. Litleo stopped and flipped around. It got down, bearing its fangs. "This is my ball," Litleo said. He had a male voice, although he had a squeak in his voice. Although, Dillon did while he was a Luxio too.

"It's fine," Dillon said. "I was just..." He had to quickly think of something. "Following a smell."

"Me too," Litleo said. "That's how I found it. So, it's mine." Litleo barred his teeth.

"I'm not going to take it." Dillon tried his best to not seem threatening. "Maybe, I can help you get it. You can stand on my back."

Litleo stood down. His eyes rolling from side to side. Rolling over the idea. "Yeah, sure, but it is mine."

"Of course." Dillon took a step toward Litleo, tentatively, but the the Pokemon didn't react. He seemed to be fine with Dillon. "Okay," Dillon said when he got close to Litleo. "Climb on, and grab it."

"Alright." Litleo placed his fore paws onto Dillons back, hoping his back half up. The Litleo was heavier than he looked, Dillon braced himself trying to keep standing. "Keep steady, I'm going to fall."

"Sorry," Dillon said through gritted teeth. "Okay, grab it." Litleo jumped from Dillon, wrapping his front paws around the ball. Then he hung on it. "Take it down."

"I don't know how." Litleo struggled on the ball. Wiggling around, shaking the branch. The thin branch sagged with Litleo's extra weight.

"Keep wiggling. You'll get it." The Pokemon wiggled, his lower half swinging like a pendulum. Stress fractures erupted through the length of the branch. "You got it." The branch snapped Litleo came crashing onto his butt, the ball coming down, smacking Dillon on his head. "Ow!" Dillon placed his paws on his head. The ball popped open.

The air instantly filled with the bait's aroma. Dillon's body tingled, from his ears to the tip of his tail. His cock shot from his sheath, leaking pre like a faucet. He locked his eyes on Litleo, he seemed to be in the same situation. His muscles were flexed, his tongue hung from his mouth, his cock shot out of his body like a spear. His cock was bright pink, with a human shaped cock head, the head leaked same as Dillon's. "What's going on with this thing?" Litleo asked. Dillon didn't know. But he liked how he was feeling, even as confusing as it was. Litleo rubbed his side against, Dillon's side. Rubbing his cheek into Dillon's neck. He licked behind the Luxio's ear. "I really need you right now."

"Need me," Dillon said. "How?" Litleo hopped his front legs onto Dillon's shoulders, his cock poking Dillon's lips. The Pokemon humped the air, his cock slapping Dillon's mouth. Dillon opened letting Litleo's member to slide into his mouth. Litleo slid his cock through Dillon's lips, humping his mouth, moaning while he did.

"This is how I needed you." He humped with reckless abandon, his balls slapping Dillon's chin.

Litleo tasted like salt and musk, Dillon liked it, beyond anything he'd ever tasted before. He bobbed his head along Litleo. He let the Pokemon's dick slide down his throat. He wanted more of Litleo, he wanted it all. Litleo wrapped his paws around Dillon's head, his humping becoming quicker, only taking a small portion from Dillon's mouth. Litleo let out a small roar, firing his cum down Dillon's throat. Dillon pulled back letting cum fill his mouth, with a couple squirts it was filled enough to leak from the sides of his mouth. Litleo jumped down, his cock still rock hard, dribbling cum. Dillon swallowed Litleo's cum. The thick cream warming his throat.

"Do you still need more?" Dillon asked.

"Yeah, I do."

Dillon turned around, raising his tail up, and putting the lower half of his body on the ground. "Come on then."

Litleo jumped onto Dillon's back, he thrust forward. His cock slid between Dillon's legs. He pulled back and tried again. The head pushed against Dillon's hole, Litleo lubed with his own cum and Dillon's spit, slid inside of the Luxio's hole. Both males moaned as Litleo slid his cock in up to his base. Dillon squeezed his ring around Litleo, feeling the intruder, pushing against his soft insides. Litleo humped at a furious pace, pre squirting into the hole. Pressure built in Dillon's cock and balls, one more push from Litleo and Dillon squirt a load into the dirt beneath him. The other Pokemon didn't let up, he continuously humped the asshole that gripped him. A final growl and a warm feeling spread through Dillon's butt. Litleo slammed his hips against the Luxio's butt, his cock spasaming, squirting a second load inside of Dillon.

Litleo pulled his cock from Dillon's stretched hole. He licked his cum that followed. After cleaning his new friend up. "You okay?" Litleo asked.

"Sure. That felt really good. I don't know what came over me," Dillon told him.

"Me either. Hope I didn't scare you."

"No, you were fine."

Trees rustled from all around them. "If that stuff made us act like that, some of the bigger Pokemon might be riled up. We should go. They could hurt us," Litleo told him.

"Yeah, let's go, I have somewhere we could hide."

Dillon led Litleo back to his tent. Using his teeth he managed to zip the door up and keep themselves away from the other Pokemon. The two rolled up together, taking tuns licking and cleaning each other before finally falling asleep.

Dillon woke the next day, he looked down to see his hands were still paws, and Litleo still slept next to him.

You know, this is fine. He thought.