Luminescent Ludicracy
male human/ female Umbreon situations
(This story will contain more extensive yiffy scenes in later chapters, but this one is mostly plot developtment.)Every night she comes...Tiredly closing my eyes and quieting my thoughts to take that final step towards the sweet state of effortless rest, her luminescent rings will come to pierce the black void of my drifting consciousness; the glowing circles giving my fading mind focus just before I am able to slip away completely. With feeble attention fixated on stark, defined yellow lights, they slowly glide closer to reveal themselves to be the evidential markings of an Umbreon, and her vague figure begins takes form. Close enough to touch, my black furred bane winks at me as she nonchalantly walks directly by my side; finding myself sitting cross-legged and directly at her level, I stare in awe as she passes so casually, so teasingly. Flicking my nose with the end of her tail just before leaving my reach completely, red orbs suddenly light up brightly; solid spheres with rounded black pupils maintaining a steady glow as they lock onto my position and she starts trotting away, simply staring back at me over her shoulder with alluring eyes and a beckoning body language that says: "come follow me...". And so I do...Crawling on all fours, I will obediently follow that Umbreon's seductively swaying rear end as the darkness surrounding her manifests into blurred shapes and colors. Sometimes my hands and feet become paws as she continues to lead me onward, acquiring the form of an Umbreon myself as she finally stops and I reach her. Suddenly finding myself in a fully developed and intricate environment such as a gentle grassy plane or one of the many other various serene areas that tend to unfurl before me, she will then make a happy sounding 'bree!' squeal of delight before sprinting away playfully for me to give chase, or simply lay down on her side if she's more in 'the mood'. You see, most all of these dreams end up with me mounting her... With me MATING with this Umbreon... A pokémon! I know! Now I say 'dreams', but these kinds of subconscious interactions I have with this unknown Umbreon don't really feel like any other dream I've ever had at all. They are always so vivid, so entirely meaningful to me in a big way... In them, she has her own specific scent and smell, her own quirky little personality that I quite love. Every time it happens I feel as though it's like she's visiting me, as if there's actually another presence there with me. Yes, I wouldn't say it's anything like a dream at all... Often times I will not even change into a pokémon! Retaining my human form, I will STILL play with her like we're the best of friends, STILL mate with her like we're forbidden inter-species mates... I do thoroughly love the feeling of her soft ebony fur running along my skin as we rub our body against one another, do thoroughly love the sensation of her unique scent filling my nostrils as I nuzzle her neck and embrace my poké-goddess with both arms... Dare I say I love... Her...My heart tends to beat hard at the thought that she might actually be real, might actually exist in this vast, expansive world. But every time I reach my breaking point and an orgasm is achieved, I'm gently nudged awake by the soft giggle of her happy voice, and then roughly pulled back to consciousness just in time to replace the grip of an Umbreon's clenching vagina with my left hand; white liquids always spilling forth as I hold the tip of my penis and contain as much of the goo as possible to prevent it from making too much of a mess on my bed... Could she possibly be out there somewhere waiting for me to find her? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -"Ahh..." I sigh as warm streaming water runs over my naked form, the refreshing liquid of my habitual morning shower helping to bring me fully wake while simultaneously washing away any deviantly inspired male seeds from the palm of my left hand. "I... Love... You..." A light steam being formed within the shower, I mumble words of affection while using my right hand's index finger to draw a crude picture of an Umbreon out of the condensation on the glass door, then make a heart around the pokémon of my dreams before planting a kiss on her muzzle lips. "Such a naughty female... Mating with humans..." I continue to talk to myself as I try and re-create an image of her presenting to me on the glass now; hindquarters and tail up in the air as she awaits mounting, just one of the many alluring poses she'd strike that were singed into my mind at this point. "Oh my... You're so wet... Are you in heat my forbidden mate?" I go on pretending as I lightly press the tip of my middle finger up and down the makeshift vagina I gave to my newest doodle. "Poke?""Why yes... I'd love to poke you. I......" It's almost as if my little fantasy has come to life for a moment, that is, until I realize whose voice had just spoken to me. And as I slowly turn around to fearfully verify the source of the sound, it almost feels as though the life has been drained from my body; the warm droplets of water suddenly feeling very cold as a numbing embarrassment prevents me from feeling much of anything."Slow?"My horrendous suspicions are confirmed as I'm met with the dull, expressionless face of my sister's Slowpoke."How long... How long have you... Been here..." I ask softly and cautiously, my senses slowly returning to reveal the pace of my heart beating a mile a minute in my chest."Slowpoke..." I watch onward in an dumbfounded awe as this ill-witted, pink and white accented pokémon casually turns around to face away from me, then slowly lift its tail up into the air; seemingly presenting herself to me just as I had my drawing of Umbreon do."Slowpoke poke?" It asks while turning its head around to look up at me over its shoulder. Not being able to help but examine its rear end as it keeps its compromising pose, I spot an appropriately sized vaginal slit between its hind legs to indicate that it was indeed female; I was in fact never really able to decipher this ambiguous looking pokémon's gender until just now! It was my sister's after all, and I hadn't ever cared enough to ask about such a thing..."Umm... Right... Well... I prefer to take showers alone... So why don't you go on and skedaddle so I can finish up here..." I try and shoo her away nicely, not the least bit interested in accepting her invitation to mate or whatever it is she thinks she's doing.Cocking her head to the side inquiringly, my words don't seem to faze her as she simply continues looking back at me with that vacant, unoccupied look that all Slowpoke seemed to maintain so well; any worries I had about my love for Umbreon being exposed seeming to melt away as I realize this sort of pokémon wouldn't, or couldn't tell another soul, nor do I think she could even grasp exactly what it was I doing here in the first place! "Look, I'm not going to mate with you... You're a pokémon, and I'm a human. It just wouldn't work out between us..." I attempt to lay her down gently; knowing full well that I'm a human who's madly in love with a pokémon myself, but still, just wanting to decline her request and avoid hurting her feelings as much as possible."Poke..." She replies, tail still up in the air an lightly wagging now, the rest of her body not budging one bit."Oh slowpoke!" I exclaim, quickly changing tactics as I walk a few steps forward to kneel down to her level and embrace the upper half of her body with a hug. "Ours is a love that cannot be... Why must you constantly tease me so with your seductive invitations! Go now! Please! Before I do something we'd both regret!" I go on to say dramatically as I carefully grip her upper sides and waddle my way out of the shower towards the bathroom door, lightly tugging the Slowpoke along underneath my legs as I guide her outside then close the bathroom door and lock it. "Poke..." I hear her say apathetically through our wooden barrier; her speech voiced in that same mundane, monotone way she would always use, I couldn't tell if she were disappointed or what exactly might be going through her mind...Sighing to myself, I press my back to the door before slowly drooping my form against it to sit down. "Where are you..." I mumble as any pink dopey looking pokémon fades from my mind and the ever prominent, ingrained figure of an absent Umbreon returns.I'm not so much saddened or depressed about not being able to be with the black furred creature I enjoyed thinking about the most, quite the opposite, I often find myself elated by the simple fact that know her. The simple fact that I am in love her.... Never in my life had I ever felt such a way about a human female as I do for this pokémon, and DEFINITELY never in my life had I honestly considered having SEX with one before getting to know this Umbreon so very intimately during her visits to my unconscious mind. But now? Now... Now I have become infatuated with everything she is and represents... Her form, her mind, I exist to love it. To love her... Standing up and walking back over to the shower, I think about all of those aspects of her body that I hold so dear as thoughts quickly blur into a scenario: 'Velvety soft fur contacting bare skin as Umbreon lays on her back and I take her forepaws into my hands to hold them, human fingers then move to gently prod at cute little pink pads before slowly meandering downward along the length of her forelegs. With my exploring touch meeting her upper chest, I press my palms against her there before trailing them downward along undersides to find the top of hind legs, then lightly grip her thighs as I take in all of the subtle nuances of her distinctly different quadruped form.'"Oh Umbreon..." I mumble as I finally return to my interrupted shower, feeling the still running water graze my exposed flesh with its soothing flow as my imagination continues to fabricate scenes involving me and my inter-species mate: 'My left hand now lightly gripping the base of her tail as my right one meanders upwards from her lower back all the way to top of her head, I can hear quiet pleasured 'bre...' and 'eon...' mewling noises being emitted as I intimately begin stroking her fluffy tail and triangular ears. Continuing to pet her in this way for a moment and feel all of her most defining features against my hands, I then move my right one further along the top of her head to lightly run my fingers over her elongated muzzle.' "I love you..." I go on to whisper queitly as I picture myself wrapping my arms around the middle of her torso to hug her close to me, a warmth radiating outwards from the center of my chest as my being vibrates with a plethora of happy emotions. Yes, the way I feel about her, and the way she makes me feel. It could only be described as love... I've decided to dedicate the rest of my life to trying to find her, as my heart already seems to lie wherever she is... To finally be with her in reality, I feel as though I could become completed and perfect. I know she must feel the same way... And with our love brought together, so close as to touch, an invulnerable bond would be the result. Well... That's how I imagine it would be like anyway!Turning the faucet to stop any spraying water and finally end my morning shower, I lightly chuckle to myself as I smear the little drawings of Umbreon I had created to erase any evidence of my perverted poké-fetish. With an excited exhilaration, I rush over to the towel rack, wrap one of the large dry cloths around my waist, and then motion to leave so I can make my way back to my room and get dressed. Attempting to open the bathroom door and make my way out, I find it a bit difficult as it appears as though something is pressing firmly against it on the other side. Applying a bit of force so that I can open it and pass through, I then awkwardly exchange glances with my sister's Slowpoke as I notice she was the one there obstruction me. 'Did she have her ear pressed up against the door to listen to me or something?! Such a strange pokémon...' Today... Today! Today is the day I get to become a pokémon trainer! Today is the day I will be given my very own pokémon to battle with! And with it, I will finally be able to venture out into this dangerous world in pursuit of my black furred goddess! Oh right... Battling other trainers, capturing powerful pokémon and acquiring gym badges will be something fun to do along the way as well I suppose... But those things mean little in the way of my ultimate goal! Everything I do is for her! I must find my Umbreon! Once graduating high school, a person in my town can then choose to either become a pokémon trainer, or go to college to further their education. Now, having just completed high school a few months ago and fast approaching the ripe old age of eighteen, I do indeed believe I am more than ready to tackle any challenges this vicious world may through at me. But would you believe I've heard of some backwoods villages who would allow their children do this at the age of ten?! "Once you finish your finger painting and what's left in your sippy cup, it's time to leave the house for good and begin your never ending conquest of obtaining pokémon and developing social status in this world!" Okay, okay... I know they aren't THAT young... But still, negligent parenting much?! "Kale! I made too much of my egg thingamajig if you if you want some!" I hear my sister yell to me and then the slamming of the front door behind as I shuffle through my dresser drawers and grab a set of fresh clothes to wear for this momentous day. I thought I had smelled the pleasant aroma of her nameless breakfast concoction she'd sometimes cook up in the mornings! Potato, onion and egg were always the star of the show, but often times garlic and other various herbs would be added for bit of a different flavor each time. Quickly getting dressed and rushing into the kitchen, my mouth begins to water at the promise of a delicious meal."Poooke..." I hear the long, drawn out, sigh-like voice of Slowpoke as I scoop up what's left of my sister's food she made from the pan on the stove onto a plate; finding my new little poké-admirer now in the dining room and watching me intently as I place my plate on the table and sit down to eat."I'm baaack!" My sister exclaims as she opens the front door and walks in. "Forgot to wish you luck with your first day of pokémon trainer-ing!" She goes on to say as she pulls up a seat next to me; she always seemed to be in a hurry wherever she went, such an overachiever... "Aren't you going to be late for class?" I reply before taking a bite, not being able to resist eating a moment longer."Po... Poison..." I hear her whisper softly to me, eyes going squinty as she stares at my food."You're crazy..." I tell her as I shoot her a glare in response, slowly and cautiously continuing to eat a few more bites; knowing she was just putting on one of her little acting routines she liked to do."Don't worry, Slowpoke has the antidote... Don't you girl?!" She exclaims as she turns to face Slowpoke."Slooww..." Her pet pokémon mumbles as I look down at her as well, finding beady little eyes still glued to me."Oh my, I think its love..." My sister teases. "Ya know, the cure is actually a compound found Slowpoke saliva... Better kiss her if you want to live!" She goes on to say as Slowpoke puckers her lips slightly.'Don't encourage her!' I think to myself before coming up with some sort of response. "Right! Okay! Let me just make out with your Slowpoke here then! I usually wait till after you leave to do it, but if you really wanna watch us..." "Ah hah! I knew you did dirty inappropriate things with her!" She interrupts. "But seriously... Good luck with your training stuff. I gotta get going here." She goes on to say as she gets up, motioning to leave. "And... What the hell? Why is she so obsessed with you all of a sudden?" She asks hinting at her Slowpoke who still seemed to be staring at me."I don't... Don't really know...""Well, why don't you take her with you? She would be a great addition to your team, and perhaps add a bit of an advantage with having more than one pokémon to start with. Speaking of which, have you decided your starting pokémon yet? I mean, so hard to decide! Eevee, Eevee or Eevee?! Which shall you choose?!""Why would I want such a pokémon?! I don't believe I've ever seen it use an attack before... And of course I will choose Eevee! It's the superior choice!" I reply, laughing lightly at my sister's question and the thought of actually taking her Slowpoke to train.That Slowpoke has been her pet for almost a year now, and I doubt it has even been in one battle as my sister had decided to go the education route... Eevee, by the way, was the pokémon given to all beginning trainers in our town, and I could think of no pokémon better suited to be a starter with how very versatile they are. Fire, water, electric, ice, leaf, psychic and dark types are there for you to choose between, but I have my heart set on that last one... 'Could it somehow be that this Eevee was meant to become the Umbreon from my dreams?! Our meeting fated?!' Those are two thoughts that have crossed my mind many times before, as they are now, and I feel my body shudder with a happy anticipation knowing that today is the day I could possibly meet her for the first time."What are you thinking about..." My sister's whispering voice brings me back to reality, realizing I was just blankly staring into space as my eyes shift to find her face right next to mine."Nuu-- Nothing! Just about which kinds of pokémon I should first catch and train and stuff like that! And I'm a bit excited about meeting this Eevee..." I reply hastily, mumbling that last part about meeting my Eevee; excited didn't begin to explain the depth of emotion I felt about meeting it. "But I couldn't seriously take your Slowpoke! Wouldn't you miss it?""A bit... But pokémon like to battle don't they? And if she were with you, I'd feel like a piece of me was with you as well. You'll look after him won't you Slowpoke?!" "Poke..." The Slowpoke finally breaks it's stare at me to acknowledge my sister's words."Well I gotta get to class, take her if you want alright? Good luck and I'll see ya when I see ya!" She says goodbye before giving me a hug and heading for the door."Thanks! I love ya sis! Later!""I love you too, byeee!" She replies while making her way out of the door and closing it behind her, leaving me alone once again with my thoughts and her Slowpoke; who now seemed to be slowly walking closer towards me, its body rubbing against the side of my leg weirdly in a kind of awkward display of affection.'Was it trying to make another move on me now that we were alone again?' I think while rolling my eyes, deciding to just ignore her and finish what was left on my plate.Scarfing down the last bit of food, I wash my dishes, grab my backpack that I had filled with all of the basic trainer essentials like pokéballs and potions from my room, then dart back towards the front door to sneak out of the house and leave a discontent Slowpoke inside. Managing to get a few steps away without a hitch, I hear the saddest little "slooowwpoooke..." cry of sadness; not knowing how exactly I was able to differentiate this whine from any of the other monotone Slowpoke verbalizations she would make, it did seem to make my heart sink, and I just couldn't bring myself to leave here there... And so reluctantly turning around and shuffling inside one of the pockets of my backpack, I grab a brand new pokéball and open the front door to find her there in the entryway. "Slowpoke... Return..." I sigh as my voice activates the pokéball to shoot a beam of red light at the less than useful pokémon and zap her inside successfully. "Yay... My very first pokémon..." I mumble as I put her ball into my backpack and make my way on foot towards my town's most famous Eevee breeder shop, Opportune Eeveelutions; most everyone else in the world would have to pay a pretty penny to obtain such high quality, well-bred Eevee, but starting trainers who lived in town were always given one for free!* * * * * *Arriving at the luxurious Eevee shop, I'm greeted with its trademark sign. With a spread of every eeveelution shown standing side by side looking very regal and elegant, it had its more recognizable, iconic Eevee figure placed smack dab in the middle. Just the cutest little brown furred critter you'd ever seen sitting down with a pokéball in its mouth and its head cocked slightly to the side, it gave that kind of look that said: "won't you take me home please?!". Reaching for the door and pushing to enter inside, I find my heart a flutter as eyes shift about looking for the Eevee that might be mine. Eeveelution paraphernalia abound and all of the typical pokémon trainer equipment for sale with that one Eevee logo image of theirs stamped on it, there were a few empty cages where Eevee should be kept, but none insight. "Uhh... Where are all the Eevee?" I ask as I approach the store clerk desk near the end of the store, no humans insight either. Waiting for a moment, a man wearing a white lab coat suddenly appears from a back room. "Name and reservation number please." He tells me, seeming very professional and straightforward."I don't have a reservation number..." I tell him sadly."Well I'm sorry. But we're all sold out if that's the case." "An Eevee store without Eevee?! I don't think you understand! I'm a trainer today you see! And I... I need my Eevee!""Well it's ALWAYS like this... Our Eevee are in the highest of demand, and the females can only produce eggs so fast. It's quite rare for us to have an Eevee on display out front here for immediate sale. But ohhhh... You're one of those starting pokémon trainers are you?""Yes! I'm one of those! So do you have an Eevee back there for me or something?""Well, you were still supposed to make a reservation and inform us ahead of time. But..." "I was... I'm sorry, I didn't know..." I interrupt, my heart immediately becoming crushed upon hearing those words."Please, let me finish... BUT, there is this one Eevee we have been keeping around here for a while now.""There is?! Why?!" I ask almost yellingly, entirely exhilarated and elated. 'Could this Eevee be the one?! My fated Umbreon mate?! Just how long has she been around her?! The same time my dreams had started?! Oh my god!'"Woah there." The man chuckles at me. "Maybe you'd be up to the challenge of letting it ease into you? You do seem enthusiastic enough." He goes on to say before walking into the backroom and returning a moment later. "This one, she has always been very shy. Most of the Eevee we produce are not this way. They are bold, eager, self-confident like their parents. We couldn't very well give her to a trainer and taint the good name of our store now could we? And any attempts to give her away as a pet to a home never ended so well... So yeah, she's just remained here with us." He explains as I stare up at him starry eyed, enthralled and filled with hope. Too speechless to respond, I gently lean forward against the counter to try and look for the Eevee he's talking about; finding the majority of her body out of view and huddled against the back of his legs, I see just her little head peering out from the side of him as we lock eyes for a moment."Vee!" She emits a high pitched little squeak before moving her head behind him to hide completely."See? Shy... Oh you know! It's actually the very same Eevee that's on our sign out front there, and the one from our logo! Though she tends to be a bit uneasy around every new human or pokémon she encounters, in front of a camera, she is not so.""That's the Eevee..." I mumble. 'Was the cutest little brown furred critter you'd ever seen going to be mine?!'"I'm sure you noticed how we remodeled about a year or go right? Well that was around the time she was born and we couldn't seem to get rid of her, so she was here, one thing led to another, and we ended up using her for the photo shoot. She's actually quite photogenic don't you think? A very attractive Eevee indeed." He goes on to further explain her story to me. "Hard to tell! I still haven't gotten to see her yet entirely!" I reply, trying to contain my anticipation.Turning around and bending over, the man then turns back towards me with the Eevee in his hands; fingers gently gripping either side of her shoulders and the white fluffy mane around her neck as he places her down on the counter for me to see."Vee eevee vee! Vee vee!" Crying and whining as the man keeps his hold of her, the absolute cutest, most gorgeous, very same little Eevee from their logo is presented before me as it paws and claws against the counter in a panic.Seeming to realize it's futile and giving up, the Eevee stops its struggle to simply squint her eyes shut and hold its head to the side as I stare down at her; not being able to increase the distance between us physically, it seemed as though she was now trying mentally."It's okay! I'm not that bad! Really..." I say to try and calm her down, then reach my right hand out towards her to lightly brush my fingers against the fluffy bit of fur on the side of her cheek that's exposed to me. "Veeeee!!" She cries even louder now as she feels me touch her, the man behind the counter releasing his grip of her as she squirms around in his hands to completely bury her face into his chest and hide, huddling herself against him as much as possible."She'll... Come around..." He hesitantly tells me. "It may take a bit of time, but she HAS seemed to warm up to me a little bit over these past few months finally. So it's possible..." He pauses for a moment to look down at the Eevee; who looks back up at him in response. "She's been in this store for far too long... And I'd really love to see her get out and lead a more normal pokémon life. That's actually why I brought her up to you in the first place... Well, that, and she seems your only option right now unless you want to reserve one and wait a month or so. But I'd completely understand if you don't want her, she is not entirely ideal for a starter pokémon." He goes on as the Eevee slowly turns her head around to sneak a peek at me out of the corner of her eye, before then quickly closing it and burying herself in his chest again. "Well... I suppose I could take her. My sister actually gave me her Slowpoke, so if she doesn't want to battle right away for me, I should be okay... If all else fails I could just try and throw some rocks at Pidgey to weaken them right?" I laugh lightly, trying to keep a straight face as my hopes become crushed once again, my pokémon crew looking to be less and less intimidating with each new additional member; I wasn't going to pass up such a cutie of an Eevee, but I don't know how very helpful she will be... I was honestly hoping that my Eevee today would greet me with licks, love and affection. Hoping she would be my fated black furred wonder, but just in her Eevee form... But now? Now......Taking a pokéball from his pocket and returning Eevee inside of it, the man in the white coat then hands it over to me. "Please take good care of her alright? Just give her some time to get used to you. It will all work out for the best! I'm sure of it!""Ye-- Yeah... Thanks..." I hesitantly agree as I put the Eevee's pokéball in my backpack next to Slowpoke's and turn around to make my way out of the store. Now I feel farther away from my Umbreon than ever before... With both my newly acquired pokémon weak and less than battle ready, how could I hope to tackle the obstacles of this world and find her? To be continued...