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Filthy Little Secret

By: Rakuen Growlithe

Disclaimer: This story was requested but written and partly planned by me. You can't use it without permission. I don't own pokemon and this story contains content that some people find objectionable.

AN: [and] will denote translated poke-speak at certain stages in the story. The rest of the time it will remain untranslated. The stars represent a large time gap. Hopefully that will make scene transfers a little smoother than last time. This is the last one I'm writing, so from me this is over. However if you want to continue the story you can tell me and I'll put you in contact with the guy who requested it so long ago and you can see if he'll let you take over. Also I'm very sorry if there are errors. My beta wasn't able to check this and the computer almost killed it so I had to recover it but I'm pretty sure it's all here. If not I will fix it as soon as it's pointed out.

Kit held up the first-born of his four children. The male cub squirmed and squeaked in his hands.

"What should we name him?" wondered Kit out loud.

Tsuki didn't answer; she was dozing on the floor next to Kit while the remaining three cubs suckled from her noisily. Ryan was busy cleaning up the blood that was on the bed from the birth.

"You giving them human names or pokemon names?" asked Ryan, "It might be a bit strange if you called them John or something like that."

"Yeah, I guess so," agreed Kit, hugging the cub to him, "I'll just have to find more species-neutral names."

"Planned any?"

Kit shook his head as the eevee-human hybrid in his hand gnawed on his thumb then tried to suck milk from it.

Kit giggled a bit, stroking its long, silky ears with a finger from his other hand, "He's hungry."

"They'll always be hungry until they're a few months old," Ryan told Kit, "It's important to keep them fed. You might need to bottle-feed them at times. Otherwise it'll be hard on Tsuki."

"Okay. Hmm... What about Garu?"

"Nah. Not too bad but doesn't sound great."

"...Karu, Laru, Zaru?"

"What about Rain?" queried Ryan, "Then you could make it a vaporeon. You can play with the spelling as well to make it better."

"I don't want to force them to evolve. I'll give them a choice. It sounds alright though. Maybe Cain? Bane? Zane?"

"Zane sounds good to me."

Kit stroked Tsuki's head, "Should we call him Zane?"

The umbreon mother thought about it for a moment then nodded.

"Cool. Your name's Zane," Kit told the eevee kit, placing it back with its siblings at Tsuki's teats.

Zane greedily latched on the nearest one, his tiny teeth pinching the nipple and causing Tsuki to flinch, and began to suck out fresh, warm milk. Kit reached for the next one, a female.

"What about you?" asked Kit rhetorically.

The kit yawned and curled up, going to sleep in her father's hands.

"Plant names are always good. They sound nice, at least when done properly, no-one wants to be called cactus. But things like Poppy, Marigold or Viola are good," commented Ryan.

"Rose!" declared Kit.

"Aren't roses too common?"

"No," declared Kit, "They're nice flowers."

Tsuki nodded in agreement, thereby cementing the name.

"You could do this faster by just making a list of names," observed Ryan.

"I guess so," agreed Kit, opening a drawer and searching for a piece of paper and a pen.

He chewed on the end for a bit before starting to write down his list. It started slowly but soon picked up as he remembered various characters from books and names of people he'd known

"Here's what I got," declared Kit eventually, "They're only names for boys 'cause the two unnamed cubs are boys."

"Cool," nodded Ryan.

Kit cleared his throat, "Rick, Daron, Tenma, Dani, Rox, Yami, Jarrid and Brandon. Those are the best ones."

"I like Tenma, Rox and Yami," said Ryan, "They seem more original and less common."

Tsuki made a disapproving noise as Ryan expressed support for Yami.

"You don't like it?" inquired Kit, stroking his pokemon lover's head.

Tsuki shook her head.

"But Tenma and Rox are both okay?"

Tsuki nodded, "Bree."

"There we go," stated Kit happily, bending down to kiss his mate, "They all have names now."

Kit, Ryan and their parents were sitting around the breakfast table; Tsuki was upstairs with her and Kit's cubs.

"My old room's still free isn't it?" asked Ryan.

"Hmm? Yes, Hon," answered his mom, "You planning on moving back?"

"Well maybe. I was thinking I could help Kit look after his cubs... the cubs, if he wants me to, of course."

Ryan looked at Kit.

Kit nodded enthusiastically, "Thank you."

"It's nothing."

"Speaking of the cubs," said their father, "When do we get to see them?"

"Uh..." mumbled Kit, "They still too... young. We don't want to expose them to too many people in case of germs."

"That's right," agreed Ryan.

"Of course!" exclaimed their mother, giving her husband a light-hearted slap to the head, "You don't want to make them sick, do you?"

"Honest mistake," muttered Mr Ribose sheepishly, "So when will they be old enough to visit?"

"I... I guess a week or two," Kit answered.

"Good then. We'll be looking forward to meeting them."

**********

"They're going to know!" panicked Kit.

He was just about to show the cubs to his parents and was holding Tenma and Rox in his arms. Tsuki brushed against his legs in an attempt to reassure him, Rose dangling by her scruff from Tsuki's jaws. The last cub, Zane, was in Ryan's arms, looking all around him curiously. It was he first time any of the kits had been out of the bedroom in which they were born.

"They won't know," replied Ryan softly, "It'll be okay."

"But it's so easy to feel," whined Kit, "They'll notice."

Ryan's hand drifted over the small eevee he was holding. It did feel very different.

"They act just like normal eevee," said Ryan, a tone of finality in his voice, "I know you're worried but you can not hide them forever. Your parents know about the cubs and want to see them. Now let's go and show them."

When Kit made no move, Ryan took the initiative and opened the door to the lounge, where Kit and his parents were. Tsuki went in first, her mate following behind her and Ryan last.

"Aww! They're so cute," cooed Kit's mother, looking down at the four little eevee snuggling against their mother.

Kit felt a bit of pride grow inside him but it quickly vanished as he imagined what his parents would say if they only knew the truth. Trying to push back the dark clouds in his mind he forced himself to smile.

"This one's named Rose," kit said, pointing her out, "She's the only female. That's Tenma, that one's Rox and that's Zane."

"Are we allowed to hold them?" inquired Kit's mom, "They look cuddly."

Kit nodded and watched as his mother reached down and picked up Tenma, closely watched by Tsuki. The cubs had grown fast but were still very small. As they were part eevee they were unlikely to ever grow very big and at least if they stayed small they might be less conspicuous. Kit's father leaned over, closer to his wife, and also stroked the small bundle of fur. As he did so a small frown crept onto his face.

"They feel a bit funny," stated Kit's dad quietly, "Are they all right?"

Kit bit his lip.

"We're sure it's not a problem," Ryan tried to assure him, "Eevee are unstable pokemon and they have small mutations quite often. I've looked at them and they all are perfectly healthy."

"I'm still concerned. I'll set up an appointment for them at the pokemon centre. It's Tsuki's first litter and it's best we make sure they are fully healthy."

"There's really no need," insisted Ryan.

"Of course there's a need!" declared Kit's mom, "If they are sick we need to make sure they will get better. Aren't you concerned for them?"

"I am!" shouted Kit, taking the cub they were holding away before picking up the others and almost running out the room.

Tsuki gave a distressed mew and ran lightly after her mate and cubs.

"What's his problem?" demanded Ryan's dad.

"H...he is concerned..." answered Ryan, "I'll go see how he is..."

Ryan turned and left the room as well, leaving just the two shocked parents.

Ryan went to Kit's room and let himself in. His brother was cuddled up with Tsuki in the corner; the cubs were crawling around next to and over them. The two looked up as Ryan came in and shut the door behind him.

"Dad's just concerned about the cubs," stated Ryan, "So is Mom."

"But if they get examined they'll realise they are part human and take them away. They'll be locked up and have experiments done on them!" shouted Kit angrily.

Ryan sat down on the bed. He picked up the closest cub to him, the only female, Rose.

"I guess you're my niece," he said to the eevee, smiling down at it.

The eevee kit's ears flopped down behind its head, the muscles not yet strong enough to hold up the long appendages.

Ryan giggled and held them up straight, "That better?"

Rose gave a high-pitched and happy, "Eeee!"

"That won't happen," Ryan assured Kit, putting the cub back down with a sigh, "They won't know. Just trust me. Dad has probably phoned the centre already. You'll have to go."

Kit kissed Tsuki's black lips. Her familiar taste reassured him and clamed him down slightly.

"I won't go. I'll go out but I won't go to the pokemon centre. Then I'll just tell Dad that everything is fine," explained Kit.

"You have to go. I've helped out at a pokemon centre. They can get extremely busy and if you don't show up Nurse Joy or some vet there will get angry and complain to dad about wasting their time. Then you'll have to explain why you weren't there and why you lied to him."

"You think I should go then?" asked Kit eventually.

Ryan nodded, "There is some risk but I don't think they will expect that the cubs are part human. Anyway it is a good idea to have them checked out. They are unusual and it's best to make sure they aren't sick."

"I guess so, agreed Kit, looking over at his children who were now sleeping in a furry eevee pile.

"Maybe you should just trust them," Mrs Ribose advised her husband, "After all it's true that eevee are prone to mutations."

"I am well aware of that but I'm also concerned for the cubs. I trained pokemon once myself. I know how much it can hurt losing them. I'd rather make sure they are okay than have them die when I could have done something to help them," explained Kit and Ryan's father.

He picked up the bedside telephone and started dialling the number of the pokemon centre.

"It's a good thing they are open twenty-four hours a day," sighed Mr Ribose, "I just couldn't get around to it today."

He listened to the receiver ring a few times on the other end before it was picked up and a female voice answered.

"Hello. This is the Vermillion pokemon centre. Nurse Joy speaking, how may I help you?"

"Hello," began Kit's father, "This is Mr Ribose. I want to set up a check-up for my son's four eevee. They seem to have an unusual skeleton and I want to make sure they will be okay."

"That shouldn't be a problem, Mr Ribose," replied Nurse Joy cheerily, despite the fact that she'd been working most of the day already, almost without a break, "When would you like it?"

"Preferably tomorrow."

"That should be fine. It's best not to take chances with a pokemon's health. Let me just check when I should be free."

Mr Ribose waited and heard Nurse Joy leafing through her appointment book. Although pokemon centres catered to travelling trainers who usually were unable to make appointments and pokemon injured in the battles they were placed in they usually operated without a schedule. In some cases though, such as having litters checked for health problems or certain operations, people would book to make sure the pokemon centre would be able to accommodate them and function at its best.

"Is tomorrow at three okay?" asked Nurse Joy as she came back on the line.

"That should be fine," said Mr Ribose, "My son will take them there on time. Thank you."

"It's a pleasure to help," Nurse Joy assured him, "I look forward to meeting the new family members. Good bye."

A click sounded as the phone was put down.

"There. It's all settled. I'll inform Kit at breakfast."

"Alright, Dear," yawned Mrs Ribose, "Now come to bed and turn that light off. It's getting late."

Once again Kit found himself in the sterilised examination room in the pokemon centre, sitting on a plastic chair. This time however Nurse Joy was doing the examination and it was on his hybrid cubs, not his illegal lover.

"Let's see, Dear," Nurse said in a reassuring voice as she picked up Rox, "Your father was concerned about their bone structure, right?"

"Yes," answered Kit, his eyes downcast and focused on the white, floor tiles.

Tsuki was sitting beside him, her neck and shoulders being stroked by his one hand; the other supporting his chin. The three cubs that hadn't been seen were cuddled up together on a blanket that was lying on the examination table. Nurse ran her hands over Rox's body and then down each limb, her eyes closed as she concentrated on what she felt, a small frown covering her usual cheerful smile. Next she took a stethoscope and pressed it on the cub's chest.

"His breathing seems okay," commented Nurse Joy, trying to keep positive.

She continued her examination, carefully checking tests off on a sheet of paper and noting any deviations from the expected results. She then finished off Rox's exam and moved on to the others, taking each in turn. After she finished the last one, Tenma, she took a syringe from inside a drawer and pushed it under the cub's skin.

"What're you doing asked?" asked Kit, standing up even though Tenma made no sound, not even feeling the gentle prick of the needle.

"I'm taking a blood sample to send to a lab for analysis," explained Nurse Joy, "The cubs do seem to be okay but they all have odd conformation and not everything is perfectly in the eevee average. This is the best way to make sure there are no hidden diseases in them."

Kit desperately wanted to stop her but couldn't think of any excuse that would stop the nurse from taking her sample and discovering his and Tsuki's secret. As the plunger of the syringe was drawn up the transparent body filled with his child's red blood.

"Here we go," said Nurse Joy as she handed Tenma back to Kit and stuck a label on the blood sample.

"Thanks..."

"As I said, they appear to be alright but I'd watch them carefully. I'll send the blood results by post as soon as we get them."

Kit nodded, groaning inside.

"Goodbye," smiled Nurse Joy, holding the door open for him and Tsuki.

Kit placed the kids carefully inside the box and left with Tsuki walking beside him.

As soon as Kit was home and up in his room Ryan came in, closing the door against any curious ears.

"What happened?" he demanded nervously, caught up in Kit's secret.

"Nurse Joy didn't find anything wrong..." answered Kit.

"That's a relief. I told you it would all be okay."

"But she took a blood sample from Tenma and is sending it to a lab somewhere to be tested."

"Oh."

That news destroyed Ryan's previously cheery mood.

"And dad? What did you tell him?" inquire Ryan.

"A lie. Told him Nurse Joy said it was a mutation and often eevee have some kind but they'll be fine."

Ryan sat down, at Kit's desk, with a sigh, "What will happen when they get the results?"

"Posting them. I don't know when."

"I'll keep an eye on the post. Don't worry."

**********

"It's almost your and Tsuki's anniversary," commented Ryan as he idly leafed through a calendar.

"You sure?" asked Kit, "How do you know?"

"After everything you told me it seems you were... with Tsuki when you healed your eyes. Mom and Dad told me when your eyes sealed so it's easy to figure out when you got involved."

"Ah, yeah, I guess so."

"No need to guess, I'm sure. That's why I've decided to give you a present."

Kit looked up curiously, "A present?"

"I'll look after the cubs and let you and Tsuki have the weekend free. I'll lend you my camping gear and you can spend some time alone."

"Y-you sure?" stammered Kit.

"As long as you clean up."

Kit blushed when he realised what his brother was insinuating.

Seeing Kit's face grow red Ryan burst out laughing, "I need to get to know them better anyway, plus I'll explain to them to act like normal eevee. They're starting to stand up on two legs way too often for my liking. I don't think our parents have seen them yet but I don't want to take chances; I didn't steal their post and lie so long for nothing."

Kit nodded, "Zane's also learning to talk. He already knows a few words."

Ryan gave an amazed whistle, "He's pretty smart."

"Very."

Before they could continue their dialogue they heard a gentle scratching on the other side of the door. Kit got up and opened it, allowing Tsuki to stroll inside.

"Breeon," the black-furred pokemon mewed.

"It's a pleasure," replied Kit.

"You really understand her?" asked Ryan.

"Mostly," confirmed Kit, forsaking his chair to sit on the floor and cuddle with his mate, "I'm not perfect."

"Cool," commented Ryan, "I'd love to understand pokemon."

"It just takes time. And different kinds speak slightly differently so you can only learn if you're with one kind all the time. A mixture won't help."

"Ah."

Kit stood just outside the doorway to his house. It was a Friday and the sun was directly overhead. Standing at his side was Tsuki, her silken, black coat shining white in places from the strong sunlight.

"You look just like a pokemon trainer," gushed Kit's mom, "Maybe you'll still try for it?"

Kit grinned and shrugged. On his back was Ryan's backpack, complete with camping equipment.

"Be careful out there, Son," warned his dad, "Even close to the city there are still wild pokemon that might attack you."

"Tsuki can protect me," Kit assured him, "We'll be okay. It's just a weekend."

Tsuki nodded her affirmation.

"I'll take care of the cubs," promised Ryan, "Noting will happen to them."

Kit smiled at his brother, the one human he trusted now, "Thanks. Goodbye."

"Bye!" called out his family as he turned to walk away.

Just then a fairly high, but growly voice, cried out, "Dada! Dada!" from inside the house.

Everyone turned as Zane run on all fours and grabbed onto Kit's leg.

"Did he say 'dada'?" asked Kit's mom.

"No, he was just panting from running," answered Kit quickly, reaching down and picking up the small eevee and giving him a hug.

"You got to stay with Uncle Ryan," whispered Kit, "I'll be back soon."

Zane's brown-tipped tail hung down sadly and he whined slightly. Ryan stepped forward and took him from Kit.

"Come on," said Ryan, tickling Zane's soft belly and causing the kit to giggle a bit, "Let's go find your siblings."

Sighing with relief at the narrowly-averted disaster Kit waved once more and set off to try and take a break from the stress of raising his children without his secret being discovered.

On the evening of the same day that he had begun his camping trip Kit was sitting before a small fire, contained by a ring of stone. Tsuki was lying on her side, her head resting in Kit's lap as she watched the flames dance up, slowly being coaxed to cook the pair's food. Tsuki could feel Kit's hand gently rubbing her belly. She murred as it softly caressed her throat then would slide down, over her chest and stomach, between her enlarged breasts and occasionally down the length of one of her mind legs. She loved the feeling of his tender strokes gently lapping over her like waves rolling in on the sand.

Ryan sat in the lounge that night, watching TV with his parents. The four eevee cubs were entertaining themselves by wrestling together and then chasing each other madly though the house. Their squeaks of joy and excitement as they turned a corner and came face-to-face with the one they were running from pierced the air, driving Ryan's father to turn up the volume on the TV. They were watching highlights of the last years Pokemon League battles.

"We saw this one already," moaned Ryan's dad as the battle between and a vaporeon and kingler began.

"It was fun though," commented Ryan, "I don' mind seeing it again."

"No. Let's see something else," decided Mr Ribose, changing the channel and ending up on a show about new research.

"One of the most fascinating developments in recent years," lectured the woman on TV, dressed in a white lab coat, "is the parallel development of the Human-pokemon and Hybrid theories by scientists based in Kanto. With us is Dr Craig who has led the team of researchers since the beginning of the project. Dr Craig, would you please explain to our viewers these two theories?"

The camera panned sideways to show a man in his fifties. In the background a huge bank of computers and screens were visible.

"With pleasure. The Human-Pokemon theory is based on the idea that humans are merely a pokemon species, although severely limited in their battling capabilities, but with incredible mental facilities."

"Is there any proof for this?" asked the reporter.

"Indeed there is. There are certain unique pokemon, known as legendaries, which have many similarities to humans. For example legendaries are unable to breed with pokemon that are not the same species as them and they usually have incredible powers that cannot be compared with a non-legendary. In addition there is the pokemon ditto which is capable of copying the forms of any pokemon or object. We believe humans have a similar power to copy attacks."

"And you in fact have a girl who claims to have used the flamethrower attack?"

"Yes. We have made contact with one such child, a girl, who was burned by a houndoom. As you know the burn of a houndoom will never heal and will burn forever until the injured person is dead. This girl bore her burn for over two years before her family was mugged. At that time she released the energy in the form of a flamethrower and was completely healed."

"And what about the Hybrid theory? It was apparently developed together with your Human-pokemon theory."

"Indeed it was. After coming to our conclusion that a human is another species of pokemon we decided to see whether there was ever a record of a human with pokemon mating that produced a child."

Kit's mother made a sound of disgust.

"Although the act is illegal in most places and generally frowned upon it is known that almost sixty percent of trainers will have sex with their pokemon. The reasons for this can vary from the trainer needing release, rewarding the pokemon, punishing the pokemon to helping it get through its heat. However there are currently no known hybrid creatures. Based on our knowledge of legendaries we deduced that humans cannot interbreed. Later some scientists were testing various ideas and came up with the plan of using a burst of strong energy to fuse human sperm with a pokemon egg. Although fertilisation was initially successful we were forced to terminate the project before there were more than one-hundred cells."

"That is most fascinating. Thank you Dr Craig."

The camera focused once more on the reporter's face.

"This research is of interest to many people and could see the inclusion of thrill-seeking trainers attempting to enter battles themselves. Some breeders are also interested in the possibility of hybrid species that may be superior to the current pure species. Fearful of this, those in government are attempting to draft laws to prevent these experiments ever being performed again but that will take time and spurred by this sudden information we may see the world of pokemon change rapidly. This was-"

Zane stood up on his hind legs in front of the TV set and hit the channel up button with his paw.

"Want battle," growled the little eevee, bored now that his siblings had tired and gone to sleep.

All three humans stared in shock as the eevee went back down on all fours and snuggled up with his brothers and sister to watch the battle re-runs.

Kit lay in the tent, Tsuki clutched tightly to him. He was naked, experiencing the pleasing touch of flesh on fur. Their bellies were both comfortably full and their noses touched each others, their breathing mingling and tickling each other's face.

"Br...ree eon," stammered Kit, attempting to use his mate's tongue.

Although she tried to hold it in Tsuki couldn't help but giggle at Kit's futile attempt. She couldn't even begin to understand what he'd said. Kit's face was tinged with red.

"It's not that easy!" Kit defended himself, "You can't say anything in human."

"Eon bree breon," replied Tsuki smugly, telling him she could.

"Oh really," he grinned, "If you can say one word I'll let you do whatever you want to me."

Tsuki's eyes gleamed happily.

"Umbreon," mewed Tsuki, her species, basis of language and, unfortunately for Kit, a word in the dictionary.

"That doesn't count!" he declared immediately.

"Eon," replied Tsuki, grinning more as she used a second human word.

Kit groaned yet stroked her long, yellow-ringed ears, "Fine. You win. I'll be yours for the night."

Tsuki leant forward and licked his lips gently. He smiled and kissed her back.

[Take off my collar, Love,] commanded Tsuki, referring to her dark-blue collar that had replaced her harness once Kit's eyes had healed.

"Okay," said Kit cautiously, unlocking the catch and holding the collar in his hands.

[Now put it on.]

He hesitated a moment before wrapping it around her neck again. This earned him a gentle nip from his mate's sharp teeth.

[Not on me. Put on you,] clarified Tsuki.

"Wh...what?" exclaimed Kit in shock.

Tsuki smirked, placing a velvet, black paw on his chest and pressing him down on his sleeping bag.

[You heard me. Now be a good boy. I own you tonight.]

Despite her stern tone she nuzzled his cheek gently, assuring him that he'd be safe. Kit took a breath then reached up and fumbled a bit before clipping the collar around his own neck, looking up at his pokemon, mate and, for the moment, mistress.

[Good pet,] sniggered Tsuki, stepping back and allowing him up again, [Sit.]

Kit blushed greatly as his own pokemon began to give him commands but he had agreed so he sat similarly to how and umbreon would. All the time Tsuki circled him, a happy grin on her muzzle, observing her naked mate.

[Lie down... stand up... beg...] commanded Tsuki, giving instructions one after the other.

Kit followed each one obediently; grateful no one could see him but strangely turned on. As he went up on his knees, his arms curled against his chest, it left his fully-erect penis clearly in view. Tsuki lowered her nose 'till it almost touched Kit's hard member and sniffed over it. Kit gave a slight groan an his dick bounced up a little higher as the sniffing sent currents of air travelling over it. Tsuki murred both from seeing him turned on and from the smell of her mate's arousal. She took a deep breath then nuzzled his belly, tracing a straight line up his chest.

[Stay still,] she encouraged as the move slightly as her cold nose tickled him.

Her pink tongue flicked out, tasting Kit's chest. Suddenly she sprang forward, knocking him onto his back and lapping rapidly over his face, leaving the area around his mouth slick and wet.

[You've got to hold me now,] instructed Tsuki, [Put your hands over my hips.]

Kit did as he was told, taking hold of Tsuki's furry black hips. Once she was sure he had a good grip she reared up and stood, slightly unsteadily, on her hind legs. Kit was caught unawares, almost letting her drop before acting to steady her. Tsuki growled slightly. She began to step forward until she was standing right over Kit's face. He glanced up, getting a perfect view of her moist cunt lips and tight tail hole.

[Move your thumbs and open me,] commanded Tsuki, her forelegs held out for balance.

Kit nodded, shifting his grip slowly until his thumbs were able to reach under her, grip her pussy lips and pull them open. As he did a few drops of her fell onto his face and he wasted no time in licking them up.

Tsuki started to bend her hind legs and start sitting, [Take a breath and help me down.]

Kit gulped down a mouthful of air just as Tsuki's muff slid over his nose and mouth, sealing them off in her warm body. Kit's eyes swept up from between his mate's legs, travelling up her belly and breasts to see her red eyes grinning down at him.

[Lick, boy,] she giggled.

Tsuki felt great. Sitting as she was wasn't very comfortable on her back but it was bliss having her lover pinned in her cunt. Once Kit's tongue slid up into her canal and began to lap over her walls it all grew even better. She closed her eyes, raising her muzzle to the roof of the tent and just murring in bliss as Kit's tongue wriggled inside her.

Kit pushed his tongue as deep as he could, trying to please his mistress. He was rewarded with a fresh flow of sweet nectar over his tongue, the juice sliding down into his throat and part into his nose. He struggled at that unnatural passage but was hushed by Tsuki and kept licking over her smooth, muscular walls.

She didn't keep him there for long, soon breaking it off and standing up. As she rose a few sticky trails of female cum stretched between her retreating nether lips and Kit's gasping mouth.

[That wasn't bad,] stated Tsuki, lying on Kit's chest but facing his cock, [Keep going.]

Kit was eager to comply with that command, lifting his head up to her rump and beginning to suck on her cunt. Each time he sucked he was rewarded with a loud moan from the black pokemon and a drink of her clear fluids.

Tsuki lay still, murring in pleasure and breathing deeply of her mate's scent. Her tail waved lazily above her pussy as its liquid ran in streams down Kit's face. Feeling Kit deserved his pleasure she opened her maw and used it to engulf his cock that was staring her in the face. As Kit had been aroused for so long there was a thick layer of pre over the head and some that had run down its length, this made a tasty snack for Tsuki as she gladly sucked it dry of the pre.

Kit threw his head back, groaning loudly as Tsuki began to orally pleasure him. He could feel her lips slide up and down over his sensitive flesh, the moist and soft walls of her mouth that pressed over him as she sucked and her eager tongue, flashing along his length and lapping his pre into her throat. He reached for her cunt sunk his thumb in it as deep as he could. His digit disappeared with a squelch, instantly enveloped in the wet, warm tunnel. He drew it out, placing it against her arse and pressing it into the tight hole.

A shiver ran through Tsuki's body, her short black pelt standing on end making her fur ripple across her body as Kit's thumb entered her tail hole and began to wiggle inside her. She also felt him raise his head once more and plunge his tongue deep into her. She purred loudly, bobbing her head faster along his cock, letting her throat muscles milk it as she pushed her head down on the throbbing, leaking shaft. As Tsuki felt his tongue thrashing against her clit she could no longer hold herself back and gave a loud mewl of pleasure.

Kit heard his lover cry out in ecstasy, her passage contracting over his tongue and a splattering of her juice squirting over his face, filling his nose with her sweet scent and clouding his mind.

Tsuki sucked harder and faster as her orgasm began to fade, trying to get Kit to orgasm with her. She curled her tongue around his dick, squeezing it in her maw and pumping it slowly but firmly into her tight throat, her oesophagus rippling over the human cock. She could hear Kit's gasping increase in volume and pace and quickly he came as well. His cock twitched in her mouth and her mouth and she was forced to swallow hard as shots of thick, white cum were ejaculated into her throat.

Tsuki rolled off of her mate, licking her lips noisily, the lingering aftertaste of her cum-meal still in her mouth. Her pussy was dripping on Kit's smooth skin and his sleeping bag, darkening the material as it soaked into the fabric.

[You're a great pet,] murred Tsuki, giving her lover a lick on the cheek.

"Th...thanks," panted Kit.

Tsuki stood up, on shaky legs, and pulled the sleeping bag open, curling up in it and pulling part of it over her ebony and gold body.

"H...hey! That's my spot," protested Kit.

[Uh, uh, uh,] disagreed Tsuki, [Pets sleep at the foot of the sleeping bag... naked.]

Kit looked at her in shock, a drop of her pussy juice running down from his lips and dripping off his cheek.

[The bet's for the night remember,] stated Tsuki, [You're mine 'till morning. Anyway it's not cold, you'll be fine. Night, Love.]

"...Fine," conceded Kit, lying at the bottom of the bed, Tsuki's blue collar around his neck.

**********

"It's good to have you back," commented Kit's dad to him on the Monday that he returned.

"It's good to be back," said Kit, smiling and feeling much better after his weekend with only Tsuki.

His dad's gaze shifted down to Tsuki for a second then back up to Kit.

"Everyone's waiting in the lounge," said Mr Ribose, "We'd like to talk to you after you put your stuff away."

"Uh... sure," replied Kit, sensing something ominous in his father's tone.

Once he had put all his stuff in his room he went down to the lounge where the rest of his family was seated on various chairs. His children were taking a nap in an old basket that had once been Tsuki's. Kit sat down, feeling uncomfortable as everyone watched him. Ryan's expression was mostly masked but it was obvious he was uncomfortable. As Tsuki leapt into his lap and he saw his parents tense slightly Kit knew what they wanted to talk about.

"We should probably sell the cubs now. Don't you think so?" asked Kit's dad.

"What!" exclaimed Kit, almost jumping out of his seat.

"Well they're growing older. No sense in keeping a whole bunch of eevee. We could make a fair amount of money."

"W...we can't sell them!" protested Kit, "They're mine!"

"Your what?" demanded his dad, "Your children?"

Kit sunk down silently into his chair, Tsuki tense and alert as she sat on his lap.

"You think we wouldn't notice?" shouted his dad, "They're walking around on two legs and speaking! It turns out Ryan knew all about! But you wouldn't trust your parents!"

Kit stayed silent, idly stroking Tsuki's soft fur and marvelling at the way the light shone on it.

"I wouldn't have believed Dr Seymour before this but now it seems he was perfectly correct. And you know what else I did? I phoned the Pokemon Centre. You lied to me about what they said!"

Kit's dad was now storming up and down the room. All the commotion woke the cubs who were delighted to see their parents and immediately ran to Tsuki and Kit. Kit's mother's lips twitched and she stood up suddenly and left the room.

"Why wouldn't you just tell us?" asked Kit's father, his whole figure now sagging, "You didn't need to lie to me. I'm on your side."

"I was scared," mumbled Kit eventually, the reply barely audible.

"You didn't have to be," his father assured him, kneeling next to him and stroking Tenma, "We wouldn't just stop loving you. You're our son. Ryan's told us the story."

"After they knew," cut in Ryan, "I didn't give you away."

"He didn't," agreed Mr Ribose, "Zane did. He changed the TV channel... while we were watching a report on the latest research news... news you just demonstrated."

"I'm sorry," admitted Kit, his eyes watering with unreleased tears, "I d...didn't know what to do. I'm sorry."

Just then there was a knock on the front door and immediately after someone rang the bell.

"I'll get it," stated Ryan, standing up and leaving the room.

"Hello," Ryan said, greeting the person at the door, a man who looked strangely familiar.

"Hello," responded the man, "This is the Ribose residence I trust?"

"Yeah it is... Who're you?"

"Ah, good!" perked the man, not looking at Ryan but trying to look in the house while appearing to not look I the house, which he was very bad at, "I'm Dr Craig. I hear you have some eevee living here. I'm conducting a little survey on them and would like to meet them."

Ryan swore silently to himself. Someone at the lab must have forwarded Tenma's blood analysis to the scientists.

"I'm afraid you've got the wrong house," lied Ryan smoothly.

In his mind he added, 'We're not a bunch of morons who didn't see your face on every TV channel available.'

"There is another Ribose family that you might be thinking of. They live on the other side of town."

"Oh," said Dr Craig, taking a minute to process this, "Very well. I guess I'll have to go and look."

"Sorry," added Ryan, trying hard to look it.

Dr Craig gave a fake smile, glancing through the door once again before walking away from the house.

"We've got a problem," warned Ryan as he returned to the lounge.

"What?" asked his father.

"That guy we saw on TV, Dr Craig, he's looking for Kit's children."

"What?" exclaimed Kit, sitting up with a start for the second time since his recent return home.

"He got word somehow and now he's trying to find them."

"What did you tell him," queried Kit.

"I told him he had the wrong house," responded Ryan, "I then told him there were other Ribose's on the other side of town. But I don't think he believed me."

"What are we going to do," shivered Kit, clutching Tsuki tightly, "I don't want my kids to get locked in a lab."

"Let's just relax," said his father, "If he comes back we'll do something. If not let's just keep our guard up and try to go along as normal."

Ryan nodded and Kit, less sure followed his brother.

**********

"This isn't normal!" shouted Kit, slamming his fist down on his desk.

The resulting thud making his kids jump with fright. Tsuki glared at her mate then went to assure the cubs that everything was in fact okay.

"Mom won't even talk to me and that weird guy just keeps hanging around outside!" ranted Kit, "It's not fair!"

"I'm sure you're just under a lot of stress," stated Ryan, "It's not as bad as you think."

There was a knock on Kit's room's door.

"Come in," muttered Kit.

The door opened and his mother popped her head in and looked at Ryan.

"It's time for supper, Honey," she smiled.

Then, without looking at Kit she closed the door again and wandered off. Kit's eyes burned hotly as two salty drops of water ran down his cheeks. Ryan squeezed his shoulder and sighed.

"Let's go get something to eat..."

Kit didn't say anything as he rose from the chair and closed Tsuki and the cubs in the room. There were bowls of pokemon food there because he was too worried about Dr Craig to let them run freely through the house.

Everyone in the Ribose family sat down for supper. It was a tense and awkward affair as everyone now knew Kit, who was only fifteen, had had sex with his pokemon and had children, his mother was pretending he didn't exist, placing her other son and husband in a difficult position and, outside, there was a scientist intent on having Tsuki's kids to study. No one could think of anything to say and so they ate in an awkward silence for a few minutes until the sound of smashing glass caught their attention. In a flash Kit was running to his room, Ryan and his father close behind.

Kit, Ryan and their dad burst into Kit's room. The four eevee cubs were huddled in a quivering ball of fur in the corner with Tsuki standing in front of them and growling at Dr Craig who had broken through Kit's window and was now in the room.

"Get out!" yelled Kit, throwing a punch at the scientist's jaw.

Dr Craig dodged it and shoved Kit back against the wall.

"Get lost, kid. This is more important than you," he snarled, "It's for the good of everyone."

Kit's dad leaped to his son's aid, tackling the doctor and starting to wrestle. As they fought they knocked Kit's chair and lamp over, the latter smashing on the ground. Each one giving as good as he got, kicking and punching savagely.

"Tsuki!" called Ryan, knowing she'd still obey him as a trainer, "Charge Shadow Ball!"

Tsuki nodded and opened her mouth, a tiny grey sphere forming and quickly ballooning to fill her jaws. As the attack grew in size and strength it seemed to suck the light out of the room, making everything darker.

"Dad! Get back!" warned Kit.

His father heard but couldn't answer while locked in combat with the other man. Knowing Tsuki wouldn't be able to hold the ball forever Mr Ribose brought his knee up with all his strength into Dr Craig's groin. He swore he felt something pop from the impact and jumped back. Before he was clear, however, Dr Craig managed to punch him in the face, his other arm clutched tightly to his crotch as tears ran down his tight cheeks.

"Shadow Ball!" shouted Ryan.

Tsuki released the stored dark energy. The attack striking Dr Craig hard in the chest and blowing him back out of the window. The faint grey trail of the ball hung in the air before fading from existence.

"Are you okay?" asked Ryan, helping his dad to his feet.

Blood was running out the older Ribose's mouth and nose and his eyes were purple and swollen yet he nodded stoically. Kit crawled over to Tsuki and his kids, making sure everyone was okay and sighing with relief as he saw they were. There hadn't been enough time for anything to happen to them.

"They're okay," gasped Kit.

The next morning Kit had something important to say to his family.

"I'm leaving home," he declared, "I can't stay here any more... If I'd been a trainer I'd already be gone and none of this would have happened so I'm going now. Tsuki and I will be alright and raise our kids safely, away from anyone who hates them and us."

He was pleased to see his mother twitch at the last part.

"I'll go with you," volunteered Ryan, "and help you get used to living alone like that."

Kit shook his head, "I already spent that weekend with Tsuki. I can manage."

"You don't have to go," protested his dad, "We can move. My sister has a holiday house in a small seaside town. We can go and hide there."

"It's alright," said Kit, "I've already packed and made up my mind. I don't want you guys to all suffer because of what I did. It's my problem and I'll take care of it."

Kit's father's heart swelled with pride as he heard his son speak but also stung with the pain that he was going.

"Bye bye," waved Zane, whose human abilities were advancing far more rapidly than the other three of his litter.

"Bye, little guy," replied Ryan, smiling sadly at the cute cub.

Kit snuck out the back door of the house and was just about to leave.

"Wait," called his father, Ryan with him, "We have something for you."

Kit turned and saw them with a small leather pouch.

"We know it's not enough but it's all we had," said Ryan.

Kit opened the pouch and saw two glowing elemental stones, the thunder stone and fire stone.

"Maybe one day they'll want to evolve," explained Kit's dad, "We want to give them the chance. It's a bit early for their first birthday but since you're going..."

Kit gave his father and brother each a big hug, "Th...thank you."

There was a catch in his voice and he struggled to fight down tears as he prepared to leave the only place he'd called home and venture out into the unknown.

"Don't worry about it... just take care of your kids and mate. Good luck, Son."

"I'll be waiting for you at the pokemon league one day," Ryan assured him, "Don't make me get too bored."

Kit nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Knowing there was nothing more to say he turned and started walking away, Tsuki next to him and their hybrid children scurrying after and around them full of excited energy.

Standing at the window, obscured in the house's shadow his mother watched him leave. A tear dripping from her face to the carpet.

"I still love you..."

The End