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This is a story about a pokemon called a girafarig. Say, what is a girafarig, anyway? Well, it looks like this:

Conveniently for bronies, girafarigs are sufficently pony-like for all of them to salivate over. See? Look at that thing. For all you know it could be applejack's half-cousin or something. Just use your imagination.

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Maya's Tail: Chapter 4

Maya's Tail Gets a Turn

Girafarig, the long-necked pokemon.

Girafarigs are an exceptionally peculiar species. These normal/psychic-type pokemon have a largely equine body shape, save the conspicuously long and flexible neck. Girafarigs bear a dual-color fur pattern comprised of dark chocolate and dandelion hues that undergo an abrupt reversal in color pattern down the abdomen, visually dividing the pokemon into front and back halves. The stark color contrast makes girafarigs a rather conspicuous pokemon, both in the wild and among society. Girafarigs bear a pink nose and splotch of white fur across their forehead. Between their triangular, yellow ears, a pair of white, stalk-like horns stand proudly. At the tip, where a sharp point would normally be found, the horns instead end in a perfectly non-threatening bulb.

By far the most unusual and eye-catching trait of the girafarig is the tail. Slender and sturdy, a girafarig's tail is for all intents and purposes a second head, complete with a pair of functioning eyes and a fully developed mouth-like structure housing a row of sharp, triangular teeth. These features give the girafarig's tail a jarring and somewhat unsettling appearance. Although appearing to be a skull, the tail tip is technically made up of four heavily specialized tailbones that are fused together into a spherical shape, while an additional fifth tailbone forms the lower jaw. This jaw is controlled by some of the most powerful muscles in the girafarig's body: its bite can deliver over 2,023 pounds of force, though rarely will a girafarig tail bite down with full strength unless scared or threatened. Despite having a fully working jaw, a girafarig's tail lacks a throat and therefore cannot eat, breathe, or speak, although it does contain a short, pink tongue and functioning salivary glands.

For a long time the anatomical workings of a girafarig's tail were largely unknown, but with the advent of magnetic resonance imaging and computer-assisted tomography, biologists have finally begun to unravel the secrets behind this mysterious and unusual pokemon.

This second head is fully capable of sight, smell, hearing, and autonomously reacting to the environment, even without the girafarig's knowledge. Housed inside of the tail's bulbous, spherical tip is a large mass of neural ganglia attached to the spinal column that allow the tail to process and react to stimuli independently of the girafarig's brain. This "second brain" (though anatomically speaking, the neural ganglia are part of the spinal cord) gives the tail a quicker reaction time and a certain degree of autonomy from the rest of the body. Much of the tail's neural ganglia are devoted to sensory perception. Conversely, the tail's higher mental capacities are extremely limited: its behavior is mostly instinctual and lacks capability for complicated thought, self-awareness, or reason. Curiously, owners of girafarigs often claim that their pokemon will treat their own tail like a separate entity and even talk to it.

Although lacking a visible nose and being completely incapable of breathing, the tail nevertheless has a very acute sense of smell. It's olfactory organs are located inside the mouth-like cavity, where they are exposed directly to the air. In contrast, the tail's visual acuity is somewhat poor, and while highly reactive to movement, its eyes are widely thought to have poor perception, which may explain why the tail can occasionally lash out unexpectedly at moving objects. The tail's hearing is facilitated through small tympanum-like membranes on each side of the "head", which are visible only under the short, dense fur. Lacking the sophisticated auditory cortex of a real brain, the tail has trouble distinguishing between different sounds of the same pitch and loudness. It can, however, readily pinpoint the location of sounds and turn in the direction of the source.

It is still largely unknown how and to what extent the girafarig consciously communicates with its tail. Although the tail appears to have a high degree of autonomy, a girafarig can learn to control their tail directly, though to what extent is still untested. It is known, however, that girafarigs are not always aware of their tail's sensory input: a girafarig, even when blindfolded from the front, is capable of instinctively fighting with the back half of its body despite the pokemon appearing to not be consciously aware of what is going on. Comprehensive electroencephalography analysis has revealed the inner workings of this process: Despite common belief, the tail does not directly control the hind legs. Rather, if the tail senses a threat, its nerves send a message to the girafarig's caudal spinal cord, which directly activates the corresponding kicking and fighting behavior, bypassing the brain entirely. A girafarig's ability to fight backwards is therefore a reflex behavior, albeit a highly sophisticated one, much like how one might automatically pull their hand away from a hot stove or stick out their arms when set off-balance.

A girafarig's tail also receives input from the pokemon's real brain and can regularly be seen mimicking certain actions that the front half performs. Most often, the tail is seen mimicking chewing and swallowing motions when the girafarig is eating or drinking. The reason for this front head mimicry is largely unknown, but it is thought to deter predators by appearing as an entirely separate creature.

Because its brain is so simple, the tail does not need to sleep. Therefore it is nearly impossible to sneak up on a girafarig, as the tail will always be alert and watching. As they prefer to avoid conflict, girafarigs in the wild will attempt to use their unnerving appearance to intimidate and startle potential threats into fleeing. Failing that, these long-necked pokemon rely on a variety of psychic and physical attacks to defend themselves.

Although a psychic/normal type pokemon, girafarigs generally have below average psionic potential compared to other pokemon and as a whole they are not widely known for their battling prowess. But despite lacking raw psionic power, a girafarig's relatively high mental acuity and overall intelligence can allow these pokemon to learn many of the most advanced psychic techniques for competitive battling, giving the pokemon a small niche among trainers looking for a unique, flexible, and unpredictable member of their team.

Girafarigs in particular are naturally adept at a wide range of unusual, reality-warping abilities. Even from birth these psychic pokemon have the ability to alter their own or another's innate skills and capabilities, such as strength, endurance, mental capacity, or even a pokemon's own proficiency with elemental attacks. With proper training, these pokemon can be capable of localized time distortion (often dubbed by trainers as a "trick room"), gravitational anomalies, telekinesis, protective psychic barriers (such as Protect, Reflect, and Light Screen), precognition, and some limited forms of ESP. However, girafarigs are not known to be proficient telepaths, and while many trainers may enjoy an unspoken connection with other psychic pokemon, girafarigs often struggle to read minds and transfer thoughts and visions to another.

Girafarigs wishing to battle can be trained to manifest and wield destructive psychic energy, most commonly in the form of beams, shockwaves, and explosions. Four sharp hooves and a tail with a mouthful of menacing teeth round out a girafarig's physical tools for attacking. The tail in particular is capable of learning a devastating crunch attack, though for a girafarig to be able to control its tail with such proficiency to perform this move on command must first be rigorously trained. With enough training, the tail can even-

"Ben?"

The trainer nearly jumped in his seat as the telepathic voice of his pokemon intruded upon his mind. "Yeah, what is it?"

Maya nudged her trainer's chest with a cheek. "Can you rub more, please?" she sweetly asked.

"Oh!" Smiling, the trainer resumed the neck and shoulder massage with his right hand, causing the girafarig to let out a satisfied murmur. "I've been reading up on girafarigs and I kinda got distracted. Sorry." Ben's eyes quickly wandered back to the webpage he was browsing on his phone and scrolled down to the next paragraph as his other hand continued the pokemon's exquisite treatment.

"...It's funny, I never knew even half of this stuff about girafarigs. It's really interesting."

"Mm," the girafarig hummed in reply, hardly paying attention as she basked in the firm and soothing press of Ben's fingers. Her muscles were tired and sore from her battle against the nidoking earlier in the day, and right now, a warm massage by the trainer she loved was the only thing on her mind.

Ben scrolled down the webpage to read another paragraph. "Do you wanna hear?"

Maya suddenly flinched and looked up, as if being woken from a nap. "Hm?

"Do you want to hear what this article says about girafarigs?"

Maya blinked, pondering the offer with an air of casual indifference, and then quickly relaxed her head against her trainer's chest once more. "Okay," she replied. Just as long as the wonderful massage of her battle-tired muscles continued....

"It says here that we can train your tail to fight, too. What do you think of that, huh?" Ben asked her tail. He trailed his hand down the curve of Maya's spine to give it a gentle pat, but the tail stubbornly ducked away from his touch. He frowned.

"Mm..." Maya replied, eyes still closed with a look of bliss still on her face. "Sure."

The trainer made a second pass at a tail pat, but he quickly jerked his hand back in fright when the thing snapped at his fingers. "Sheesh..." he muttered. "How well can you control your tail, anyway? Think you could get it to attack on command?"

For the first time, Maya's eyes opened completely. "My tail?" she asked, for the first time paying attention. The girafarig looked up at Ben's face with a pitiable frown. "I... you know it never listens to me." To Maya, her tail was a selfish, mischievous, troublesome thing. Sometimes the pokemon would tell herself that she could do just as well without it.

"Hmph." Ben shrugged. "Well, it's something to consider for the future."

The room went silent. As he continued to read, Ben began to slowly work his free hand up Maya's long, furred neck, eliciting another warm hum out of the pokemon. Maya was enthralled with the moment. After the stress and scariness of her battle against Boris the Nidoking earlier in the day, a quiet moment such as this was about as perfect as the pokemon could possibly imagine. She felt pampered, loved, cherished, and all the other things one could possibly feel from a wonderful massage by someone she cared about. Bearing a wide, happy grin, she snuggled up against her trainer's chest and let out a satisfied sigh as her trainer began to gently squeeze and rub the tight muscles in her neck. Battling and tails and training were nothing but distant, trivial thoughts in the pokemon's mind.

Several minutes had passed by before a terse snicker broke the silence.

"Hey, there's a short section here about girafarig breeding, too."

Maya's eyes opened again. She wrinkled her nose up, as if smelling something unpleasant.

"There's lots of stuff here I didn't know as well." Ben remarked in amusement. On his lap, he felt his pokemon begin to tense up.

"...Do you want to know how hung a male girafarig can get?"

"Bennnn!" Maya whined, turning to look his way.

"What?"

Grimacing as if she had an unpleasant taste in her mouth, the girafarig adjusted her seating position and said nothing. This was an entirely improper subject of conversation in the pokemon's mind, and she wanted nothing to do with it.

"Come on, what's there to be upset about?"

Maya continued to stare off in the corner of the room and said nothing. Ben rolled his eyes and sighed, wishing his pokemon could loosen up. Perhaps he could do something about it....

"In fact..." Ben began, fishing for a reaction. "This article is starting to give me some ideas." As the words came out, Maya felt her trainer's hand travel back down her neck and begin to head towards her rump.

Maya let in a gasp. "Ben!" She whipped her head back to her trainer with a morbid look of shock, causing the cheeky smirk to drop from Ben's face.

"What? You don't want to?" Ben asked as calmly as one could be for a person lewdly grasping a girafarig rump.

Maya's mouth dropped open, but an answer did not come out. Of course she wanted to. If the warmth in her cheeks, the tightness in her chest, and the tingle between her legs told her anything, it was that she wanted to very much. But, the timid and self-conscious girafarig couldn't bring herself to admit it.

Although the incident during the camping trip that lead to their first time had been wondrous and incredible and everything she wanted, the pokemon felt dirty and wrong for sharing it with a human-and her trainer, of all things. Maya felt that it just wasn't the sort of thing a pokemon should do. Humans never mated with pokemon... or at least, they weren't supposed to. Why, even on TV shows, romance was always between two humans, never between human and a pokemon, and Maya watched enough TV to know for sure!

"Maya, what's wrong?" Ben asked, showing genuine concern on his face. "Please don't tell me you're still-"

Maya hung her head low in shame, which was an answer enough for the trainer. Ben sighed.

"This is something we need to work on," he muttered. "You seemed so eager last week when you were still in heat.... What's wrong now?"

Maya frowned. The pokemon always hated being in heat. She hated feeling powerful desires to mate that she couldn't ignore, finding herself stealing improper glances at males (which often ended up being her trainer Ben, as she was around him the most!), and having her mind filled with all sorts of depraved and debauched thoughts... which usually, but not always, included studly rapidash stallions. And more over, her tail would feel the pull of her heat too, and all the little things it would unconsciously do to encourage her just made everything so much worse! She hated that she couldn't control her heat, control her feelings, or control her tail, and it all just left the pokemon feeling completely helpless.

But now, with her heat now over, Maya felt like she could go back to being well-mannered, obedient, and self-controlled: all things that gave the prudent pokemon peace of mind and a certain level of comfort.

Only....

Only there was one problem: Even though her heat had ended, Maya found herself still getting thoughts about her trainer, even though the thoughts about the studly rapidash stallions had (mostly) ended. Sometimes she would find her heart aflutter with thoughts of Ben carrying her into his bed for the night. She imagined he would hold her close, plant kisses along her snout and ears, and begin stroking her body in sensual ways just like in those racy, yet thrilling movies broadcast on late night TV that she would sneak out of bed to watch in secret.

Such terribly improper thoughts, Maya told herself! She was convinced that the incident last week had been nothing but bad for herself and for her trainer, and the pokemon had been trying her hardest to forget it had ever happened.

But such a task was rather difficult with a rather sensual hand running down her back! Already the pokemon was getting lewd thoughts and desires. Maya sat there in Ben's lap, as stiff as a rail as Ben gave her rump a light squeeze. Already she felt the fire in her belly growing, her mind becoming hazy with the pull of lust and the thrill of exploring it with her trainer.

The girafarig couldn't say she was interested in fooling around. She was too ashamed to. In fact, she even-

"Eep!" The girafarig tensed as she felt her trainer's fingers begin moving under her tail without permission. In no time at all Ben's fingers were lightly drawing across her most sensitive areas. Maya jutted her neck out and sucked in a sudden breath.

"Ben!?" she gawked.

"What?" Ben replied with a laugh, sounding as oblivious as the girafarig thought was possible.

"What are you doing?" Maya shrieked, her cheeks now burning hot.

"What do you mean?" He answered, wearing a smirk that implied he knew exactly what.

Maya's breath began to quicken. Familiar, conflicted feelings flooded her mind, just like that morning of the camping trip a week prior. And unlike the first time, she couldn't even blame her tail on this one!

"How about I just ask you a simple question," Ben began as he continued to gently rub between her equine legs. "Do you want me to stop?"

With just about every muscle in her body tense with anxiety, Maya pondered the question. Yes. She should say yes, the pokemon told herself. Ben was a human, not a pokemon. And her trainer, too, which made it even worse! But nevertheless, the word refused to come out of her mouth. She tried, she strained, she attempted to force the word out in the open... yet her lips remained silent. Her nostrils flared and her breath quickened as the teasing touch of her trainer's fingers sent her mind reeling.

Say yes, the girafarig told herself. Say yes!

"Well?" Ben asked. "Yes or no?"

"I... I...." Maya winced. Say yes, say yes, say yes! Say-

"No. Don't stop. Please." she moaned into his shoulder. "Please don't stop..."

Ben let out a laugh and drew his pokemon close with his free hand. "I knew all it would take was a little convincing."

All at once Maya relaxed her body and leaned into her trainer's chest as she felt her last bit of resistance slip away. She breathed heavily through flared nostrils as the teasing touch of her trainer's fingers sent her mind reeling. Maya whined from pleasure as she felt the light touch of fingertips turn into a full-on rubbing. Her mind was foggy, her chest felt like it was about to burst. How did she get this much aroused so fast, the girafarig wondered. She already felt herself getting wet. The pokemon licked her lips and began to pant as her trainer began to plant kisses along her neck and cheeks. The only thing on her mind was how forward and assertive Ben was being, making the first move, being the one to instigate, to come on to her and show desire for her and her alone... and how much she wanted him to continue, to bend down and kiss her, to hold her close, to climb over her and...

Ben's fingers massaged in slow circles across the soft and supple lips of her slit. Already he could feel her warmth building, her area getting hot. As his fingers began to feel moisture, he sped up his movement until he was rubbing aggressively at the lowest part, where a large, firm nub could be felt just inside the swollen folds. Soft girafarig moans began to reach his ears, and when he finally decided to take two fingers and slip them inside, he felt Maya's body rise up and tense with excitement.

"Ben..." Maya groaned. She felt the steady push of two fingers spreading her mating vent open, sending her mind reeling. She clenched up and squeezed, delighted to feel the firm intruders pushing in all the way to the knuckle. Ben found his pokemon starting to rock against his hand, and he chuckled.

"Mff." Maya rested her head against her trainer's chest once more and leaned against him completely.

Ben took the long-necked pokemon's chin in hand and brought it to his face. "Remember what I said about this sorta stuff being okay between us, Maya?"

The girafarig looked at her trainer with lusty, half-open eyes and the slack-jawed look of arousal. The only reply she could muster was a ravished moan. The pokemon was at the mercy of her trainer's fingers. She rocked back mindlessly into the pair of fingers penetrating her. The quiet room began to fill with the sounds of sex as fluids collected around her slit. As her rocking became more and more pronounced Ben felt himself going faster, pressing in harder, rocking his knuckles against the entrance of her slit. The snug walls of her vent clenched hard around Ben's fingers as she squeezed them with delight.

"So I have a question. Can you do me a favor and stop beating yourself up over wanting to have sex every once in awhile?"

Maya shut her eyes tight, buried her nose in her trainer's shoulder and moaned out a response.

"Yes! Just don't stop!"

The girafarig felt an orgasm welling up inside of her. She leaned against her trainer's body, feeling his flat and fur-less human chest under his shirt, the warm and comforting hands that held her close, and shuddered as pleasure took control. The pokemon found herself groaning "More" over and over again as her body suddenly reacted, her inner walls tightening up and spasming around the fingers that were being quickly pumped in and out of her. Maya grit her teeth and pushed hard against the hand snaked around her rear. She felt Ben steady her, hold her close so he could press back. The pokemon rode out her long orgasm with a delicious sense of taboo, and the excitement that came with it sent her mind spinning.

When her mating passage began to relax its grip of her trainer's fingers, Maya let go of the mouthful of shirt she hadn't realized biting into and raised her head. The girafarig was panting hard, her vent still giving the occasional flinch. That was it. She wanted him. She wanted his cock. She wanted to be bent over and taken right now. Maya looked up at her trainer, eyes full of lust, and let out a rumbling hum at the very image in her mind. Her eyes began to glow as her latent psychic abilities began to activate, causing images of her fantasies to fill Ben's mind. He laughed.

"You're doing it again, Maya... I can see your thoughts."

The girafarig blushed and immediately wiped her mind clear as Ben began to withdraw his fingers. She clenched tight around them, not wanting them to leave, but soon found herself disappointingly empty. Ben looked his pokemon in the eye, a kind, loving smile spread across his face, as he gave the space between her legs a slow rub.

"You're really easy to get off, you know that?" He remarked, chucking. "Not that that's a bad thing, of course."

Feeling a tad embarrassed at the comment, the girafarig could only sit there, neck hunched over, panting, with lusty eyes half open. She said nothing and only tried to catch her breath. Ben continued to play with her outer folds, running fingers up and down the soft lips, circling around her now-sensitive clit. And after a moment, he withdrew his hand, pulling up.

"Ah!"

A light brush across her anus caused Maya to jump out of surprise. Ben paused. The touch had been accidental, but in seeing her reaction, a smirk spread across his face as the wheels began to turn in his mind. Moving his hand back down, he slowly drew his fingers up Maya's slit lips, pressing against the soft flesh, and began going even higher.

"Hey... I don't suppose you'd like it if I touched here, too?"

Maya gasped as she felt a wet finger press lightly against her tailhole. She immediately clenched it tight, barring all access.

"Ben!?" She craned her neck to look at him.

"What?"

Maya looked back at her trainer with an expression of revulsion, but Ben merely gave her a goofy smile. She felt his finger begin to circle gently around the protruding, fleshy ring around her equine anus, spreading her slick fluids on the sensitive skin.

"What... what are you doing?" Maya gawked, still clenching tight. She lowered her tail in shame, pushing Ben's hand out of the way. "That's the wrong hole!"

Ben frowned. "Aw, just try it for a little. A lot of people like it."

Maya gave a distrusting look. "But.... but I'm not a human! And it's..." she furrowed her brow as she searched for the right words. "That's not what that hole is supposed to be used for!"

Ben merely rolled his eyes. "What about your tail? It seems interested in experimenting." He chuckled.

"What!?" Maya whipped her head around to find her tail was no longer protecting her back entrance: it had risen up on its own, standing at proud attention and giving Ben full access to her tailhole. The girafarig felt her cheeks running hot. She gave a soft whine as she felt the intruding finger once more at her back entrance. Her tail bobbed up and down in time with her clenching. Exasperated and embarrassed, she quickly took control of her tail once more.

"Stop that!" she audibly chided it. Waggling her hindquarters left and right to shake some sense in the thing, the tail seemed to resist a while before blinking its yellow eyes and relaxing. Maya had always considered her second hole as belonging to her tail's, and not herself, but even so the pokemon felt she couldn't let it accept such lewd and perverted invitations!

Ben laughed. Slowly, taking care not to excite her lesser half into biting, he reached up to gently pet her tail on the head. He was mildly surprised to find it tolerating the touch this time.

"What do you say," Ben asked the tail with a snarky grin. "You like this, huh? Just between you and me, I think Maya's being a bit prudish."

"Bennnn" Maya whined, feeling teased. She began to get up from her trainer's lap, the mood for mating now completely broken. " I don't think it's right to-"

"Oh, come on, Maya." Ben laid a reassuring hand on her back to stop her. He gave his pokemon a look in the eye. "Just do me a favor... and try it for a little." He cupped her chin in his hand, stroking it. "If you don't like it we can stop."

Maya's looked back with a sorrowful frown and ears folded back against her head. "But why?" she whined. "It's weird and gross and-"

"And I have a feeling you'll enjoy it," Ben retorted. "So far you've told me reasons why we shouldn't try it, but you never once said you didn't want to try it."

Maya quickly darted her eyes away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment at Ben's observation. She hadn't even realized that herself. Trying to save face, the girafarig shook her head wildly. "I... I don't want to! It's not the sort of thing a pokemon should do...."

Coaxing his girafarig to relax, Ben began to pet her along her back, caressing her short, bristly fur. "And I'm pretty sure that you're the only one in this room that thinks so, Maya. There's no one here but you and me right now. No one. You've got no reason to be embarrassed. Just trust me for a while, okay?"

Maya pursed her lips. She felt oddly comforted in being reminded she was alone with Ben, that no one would know. The thoughts of wanting to explore such things with her trainer were bubbling under the surface. The very idea seemed so strange, so dirty and taboo! Even just saying yes to it was so... so wrong-sounding!

...But then why did she have this strange thrill welling up in her chest? Maya whimpered to herself. Here she was, liking things she shouldn't, doing things she shouldn't, and having her trainer encourage her nonetheless. She felt like a bad pokemon. So many conflicted feelings... she couldn't keep track of them all.

But then, a moment of epiphany came over the girafarig. If Ben wanted to, then she could make it look like she was saying yes just to go along with him. Yes, that sounded good. That way, it wouldn't look so much like she was being the weird one. The gross one. The naughty one. That... that could work! Taking a deep breath, and making a show of hanging her head in shame, she forced the words to come out:

"If you want to... then alright."

Ben grinned. "Awesome!" He pulled his girafarig's neck toward him and gave her a peck on the forehead. "Thank you, Maya." She looked away, feeling terribly excited for letting her trainer touch her in such a lewd and forbidden spot. Staying silent and objecting no more, Maya tensed up as she felt Ben's pets running lower and lower down her body. When he got to her tail base, he massaged it a bit, waiting for the reaction it always gave. Sure enough, it raised and flexed backwards, opening its mouth slightly, responding in what he could only assume was an expression of fondness at being rubbed. Ben smirked.

As Ben ducked his fingers underneath the tail of his girafarig, he found her gasping and clutching up once again. Her tail shot upward where it stood, stiff and straight.

"Hmph." Ben smirked.

Maya let out an uncertain whine as a lone finger stroked around the entrance of her slit. After gathering up more of the fluids from her wet vent, Ben began to lightly touch and run his finger across the fleshy entrance of his girafarig's equine anus. Maya's eyes darted to and fro as she began to feel some unwelcome prodding. Anxiously, she folded both forelegs under her chest, clicking her cloven hooves quietly together.

After several pauses to apply some saliva to the tip of his finger and spread it around, Ben felt he was ready for the next step. He shifted to the right a bit and leaned over on his side on the couch, giving him better access to his pokemon's backside with both hands.

At once Maya felt a light pressure right at her anus. Her eyes darted open wide as she realized Ben was trying to gently push it in, and clenched hard in response.

"Alright, I need you to relax back here, Maya."

The girafarig bit her lip and looked back. Ben was rubbing her rump with his other hand reassuringly.

"Bennnn," she whined.

"Here... how about I do this, too?"

Maya arched her back a bit as she felt her trainer's other hand begin to stroke and massage the sensitive lips of her vagina just below.

May gasped. Just feeling Ben back there once more sent the girafarig reeling with thrill and pleasure. Yes... yes, this was more of what the girafarig desired: the feeling of Ben's strong, masculine hands holding her and working her body. Immediately, the girafarig crooned, leaning back into her trainer's hand. She savored the lone, teasing finger gently pumping in and out of her, making her feel like-

Maya winced as she felt a lubricated finger suddenly slip inside her other hole.

"Ahh!"

She clenched around it immediately, unsure of how to react as a few inches of finger penetrated her backdoor passage. Ben sunk in as far as he could go and began rocking his knuckles against the soft, fleshy ring around her tailhole.

"Mff-" the girafarig grunted. Aided by the multiple applications of her own fluids, she felt the finger slide around easily enough to not be painful, but there wasn't enough say the experience wasn't rough. Maya let out a whine of uncertainty as Ben used his fingers to work in and out of both her holes in tandem. Maya's cheeks blushed red hot. This wasn't supposed to happen. Tailholes were dirty places, not somewhere to stick a finger or a hoof.... or worse! Maybe it was just because she had a finger in her other hole, too. Maybe that was what was making her feel good. Anxious and uncertain, she tried to concentrate on that one, but the uncomfortable intruder in her tailhole demanded her attention.

"How are you doing, Maya?"

"I...." The girafarig squeezed her eyes nearly tight and folded her yellow, triangular ears back. "I don't like it," the pokemon balked, partially unaware that she was trying to convince herself just as much as her trainer.

"Are you sure?" Ben asked with a singular raised brow. He began to increase his movements, pressing harder, moving deeper into her tailhole, stroking the muscular passage on the way out.

"Ahhh, ahhh..." Maya groaned under her breath from the slow but steady onslaught of the dual- fingered penetration. The girafarig didn't even notice that her hips were starting to rock ever so slightly against her trainer's knuckles. She kept her ring of anal muscles tight around the intruding finger, squeezing it hard every time Ben began to pull out. She didn't know why she was doing it. It felt...strangely good.

But wait, this wasn't supposed to feel good! Tailholes weren't meant for this! Why would it feel good? Maya bit her lower lip and let out another whine in uncertainty.

The girafarig was unprepared for when Ben added a second finger to her vagina and began to speed up. Maya jutted her neck out, her eyes bugged and her mouth locked in a silent gasp. The rhythmic, rocking sensation in both holes was starting to have its effect. The longer Ben worked the area, the more pleasurable it began to feel. Maya's eyes began to close half-way as she let out a long groan. That added finger in her tailhole made her feel so dirty, so wrong....

So... so naughty and exciting!

Maya's head was foggy from arousal. She had no idea why, but the feeling of her trainer's finger in the wrong hole was setting her off. It felt weird and uncomfortable, but beyond that there was something deliciously thrilling and wild about the act. But as soon as such realizations took hold Maya shooed them out of her mind. It was the wrong hole, she repeated to herself. Just saying that made it not feel right. Part of her just wished her trainer could stop so she wouldn't be tempted to ask for more.

As if hearing her wish, Ben abruptly pulled out, causing the girafarig to grunt in surprise. Disappointed and trying hard not to show it, she turned her neck to see Ben examining his finger. After apparently finding what he was looking for, the trainer then glanced her way.

"Alright, I wanna try something else."

Maya didn't even know what that was, but nonetheless her cheeks burned with forbidden curiosity.

"M-maybe we should stop. Tailholes are... they're dirty places!" Maya spoke adamantly.

Ben waved her off. "Ah, don't worry about it. Everyone's always clean in pornos."

Off in the distance, Maya was sure she heard the sound of a wall being knocked down.

Ben smiled. "I think you're clean enough for me to try something," he said, sitting up. Maya dashed her eyes in his direction, showing a worried look of reservation. "Here, I want you to scoot your rear to the end of the couch so you're back end is standing." He patted the couch cushion as he got up.

"Why?" Maya asked.

"You'll see." Ben smiled. Frowning, Maya wriggled backwards until her hindquarters were at the edge of the couch until she was able to put her two back hooves on carpet. She turned her long, flexible neck to see Ben sitting down on the floor just in front of the couch, getting a good look at her rear. Just above Maya's warm slit lay a brown, donut-shaped fleshy ring of muscle. Maya's anus, like many other equine pokemon, naturally protruded a little. Although the area looked a bit unusual compared to any human, Ben thought he would get used to it soon enough.

Ever silent, Maya's tail merely stared at him and waited. Carefully, he then reached up to grab her tail by the base, in order to hold it away from himself. The tail immediately began to resist.

"Hey, calm down!"

Maya turned her neck. She watched abashed, as Ben struggled with her tail from behind. The trainer was too afraid to get aggressive with it, but the tail would squirm and wiggle out of his grip every time he tried to grab hold. Ben gave it a glare, only to find the tail staring back in silent protest. Its unblinking, expressionless eyes drilled into Ben's mind.

"Gah! It's giving me a hard time... Maya, help! It's so energetic! I thought it would have been on better behavior by no-OW!" He gasped as her tail opened its jaws and mouthed the side of his hand. It was a gentle bite, but even so, the sharp teeth were more than painful enough. Maya put on a miserable expression; feeling embarrassed for her meddlesome other half.

Ben grunted as he tried to pin the tail down. "Maya, help me out, here!"

"I'm trying!"

"Try harder."

Maya whimpered. Focusing hard, the long-necked pokemon closed her eyes and, after a moment, found herself in control of her tail once more. Feeling a brief moment of relief, she laid it down against her back. Ben quickly put a hand down on it just below the neck, pinning it in place.

"Ah ha!" He shouted, triumphant. He then looked up, smiling affectionately. "Hey... Thanks."

Maya gave an abashed little grin in return.

"Be on good behavior, little guy," he half-jokingly whispered to the tail. "I don't wanna end up with stitches on my face." He held it firmly, keeping the tail angled up and away from his head. He then turned his eyes towards his pokemon's other half. "Alright, Maya... now I just need you to close your eyes."

Gulping down her worry, Maya gave an uncertain nod. Slowly she relaxed her neck, dropped her eyelids, and waited, expecting more naughty fingers at her rear entrance.

The pokemon was not prepared for the feeling of a wet tongue instead.

"Aah!" Maya immediately went to pull away, but Ben held her rear securely. He gave her a reassuring pat as soon as the pokemon relaxed.

"Just give it a chance," she heard him say, and quickly ducked his head back underneath her tail. Maya's eyes bugged out of her skull as she felt the odd sensation of her trainer's tongue lapping at her entrance.

"What... what are you doing!?" the long-necked pokemon cried, her neck too stiff to look behind her.

The girafarig's sphincter tightened on pure reflex from the oral assault on her forbidden hole. Ben wasted no time in diving straight in, exploring along her soft and supple tailhole, tracing slow and sensual circles that had the girafarig reeling. Maya's entire body tensed with apprehension and uncertainty as the licking quickly moved to kissing: Ben began to mouth and lip at the fleshy hole, taking them and kissing her tailhole deeply. Maya felt a shudder travel down her spine from the treatment. She was shocked to find that area was so sensitive! Stifling a groan of pleasure, Maya tried her best to not enjoy such a disgusting and dirty act.

A hand slipped under her stomach, and Maya felt a pair of fingers reaching for her teats. The move was unexpected to the pokemon, but as Ben began to gently pinch and pull at the girafarig's nipples, rubbing and massaging with a slow, sensual pace, Maya found herself letting out a long and low hum. The rhythmic pulling, squeezing sensation felt oddly comforting and calming to her, helping the equine pokemon to relax a bit.

Ben went slowly, taking his time, planting short licks and kisses across his pokemon's forbidden hole. He reassured her with strokes and pats, waiting for her body to relax in his arms before he continued. He was delighted to find her backside soft and warm to the touch. His cheeks sunk in between her buttocks as he pressed his face into her backside.

"Ben..." Maya gasped. She flexed her long neck and looked back, not sure what to think in seeing her trainer's face mashed against her rear.

"How are you feeling, Maya?" Ben mumbled. The hand stroking her underbelly switched sides, grasping her other teat and beginning to massage and gently tug. The girafarig felt an odd chill travel up her spine, causing her tail to shiver and shake.

She wasn't sure what to say. "I... I don't know," the girafarig panted.

"Mm... try to loosen up for me a bit."

Nodding slowly, Maya closed her eyes and focused. Trying to force the uncomfortable thoughts out of her mind, she focused only on the tongue and lips on her sensitive tailhole, and the strange but pleasurable feelings she was getting from them. Slowly, her body began to relax in Ben's arms. She dropped her head, her shoulders. Her legs relaxed. Her tailhole began to unclench ever so slowly....

Maya gasped as Ben began to press the flat of his tongue right against her puckered hole, spreading the opening slightly on every lap, before taking the tip of his tongue and prodding at the entrance, teasing at slipping right in. "Ben!" Maya audibly cried out, too shocked and surprised to attempt any telepathy. Her tailhole puckered up hard. Her left cheek scrunched upward in a wince as she felt her trainer's tongue poking, prodding incessantly. No way she was going to let him in, she told herself. The idea seemed so gross!

Behind her haunches, Ben had eagerly mashed his face into the space between Maya's legs. His cheeks were flush with the girafarig's tawny equine buttocks. A left hand lewdly grasped and squeezed her haunches, while the right kept her tail at bay. Maya's other half had reared up and stiffened, its circular, yellow eyes unfocused and stared off at nothing in particular as Ben doted on the entrance to her tailhole with his tongue. The trainer leaned forward and took the protruding, donut-shaped anus into his mouth where he began sucking hard, all while continuing to drag and draw his tongue along the fleshy rim. Soft, wet slurps and sucking noises began to reach the girafarig's ears. Maya felt him press his face against her backside aggressively, pushing her, rocking against her body with his head.

"Mmm..." Ben mumbled, pulling back with a long suck that ended in a wet smacking noise. "I have a confession, Maya..." he began, pausing in between words to take another lick. "I've always... kinda had a thing for... this kinda stuff."

Maya was still trying to get a handle on what her trainer was doing to her tailhole to speak much. "What... what do you mean?" She asked with eyes rolled back into her skull.

Ben dove in to take her donut-shaped anus between his lips again. "Mmm... Anal sex.... Always thought it was really hot."

Maya let out a whimper as Ben's tongue began to prod against her entrance once more. She turned her long neck to look back with uncertainty, with a mouth scrunched up and pursed together tightly. "Anal... sex?" She asked meekly. The two words together sounded so foreign and strange to the girafarig's ears. This was definitely not what tailholes were meant for!

"Yup. You're enjoying it so far, right?"

Her initial reaction was to to answer with a "yes"... but Maya was determined to not admit it!

"I don't kn-Aaaah!" Maya jutted her neck out as Ben's tongue abruptly slipped inside her forbidden hole. "Mmmf!" She clenched around him hard, only to find a resistance: Ben's tongue firmly inserted around the taught ring of muscle. Ben pressed forward, pushing her hole open wider, savoring the warm and wrinkly texture of her forbidden entrance, massaging and stimulating the thin, sensitive skin and smooth muscle. Right around the same time she felt Ben's free hand return to her slit, slipping in between her folds to stroke and rub the walls of her went vent.

"B-Ben!" Maya's open mouth was locked in a silent moan. Her eyes were wide as dinner plates, her fuzzy, triangular ears folded back against her head. She had no idea what was happening, no idea what Ben was doing... no idea why it all felt so... so good!

A muffled murmur of pleasure was the only response coming from the girafarig's trainer. He began to repeatedly thrust his tongue in and out, pausing every once in awhile to kiss at her entrance, or wiggle his tongue inside of her. Maya felt her eyelids dropping slowly, her breath quickening and becoming more shallow. This whole thing seemed so gross, so wrong.... but the girafarig could deny it no longer: she didn't want him to stop.

Ben felt his girafarig begin to press her haunches back against his face, forcing a muffled grunt of surprise. Mindlessly searching for more, Maya attempted her best to bury his face between her buttocks, wishing for that tongue to press deeper, explore further. What little disgust the pokemon still had over such an act was quickly becoming lost in a sea of arousal and lust. Every lap and lick against her tailhole delighted the pokemon, bringing strange and new feelings swirling about her mind, filling her chest with taboo excitement.

"Ben..." Maya moaned and closed her eyes under the slow and sensual assault of her trainer's tongue and fingers. The girafarig felt like she had been taken to another world. She clenched both of her holes tight, savoring the slick and muscular organ so lewdly forcing her tailhole open as well as the pair of fingers rocking deeply in her vagina. Her flushed and sensitive slit lips, now warm and needy for stimulation, were wet with the dribbled fluids that had been building up. Another climax was approaching quickly. The girafarig had no idea how she was getting this wet from having the wrong hole licked and sucked....

All she knew is that she wanted more. And only a modicum of self-consciousness and embarrassment prevented the pokemon from yelling it out as the girafarig rode out a reluctant orgasm with tightly-clenched teeth.

Abruptly, the push of Ben's tongue receded, and when Maya felt him pull out of her tailhole and her vent, she immediately clenched and puckered up hard, both relieved and disappointed to find her tailhole now free of intrusions. After giving the now saliva-soaked area one last kiss, Ben leaned back and stood up. Maya at once drooped her shoulders and neck, allowing herself to relax. She was panting hard. Her tailhole felt warm and stretched. Her slit tingled with a desire to be filled. Her cheeks burned red hot. She looked back, finding her chest fluttering at the sight of her trainer unzipping his pants and casting his underwear to the ground. She was surprised to find Ben was already rock hard. His shaft bobbed up and down as he pulled his shirt over his head. Transfixed, her eyes followed his masculine tool's every movement. She unknowingly licked her lips at the sight of it. The girafarig shifted in place, arching her backside up in the air slightly. Her tail was already lifted high, inviting him to come closer.

Ben approached her from the side, erection in hand. "Enjoy the warm-up?"

Maya looked up at her trainer and gulped down her saliva. Yes. Very much so, she thought. Meekly, reluctantly, the girafarig nodded.

"Good! Interested in giving me a little warm-up in return?" He asked, holding it out to her face.

Maya looked up at her trainer, mouth slack and eyes full of lust. "Okay," she quietly peeped.

Her gaze traveled down his body until she found herself staring straight at her trainer's shaft. Eagerly she leaned in. Her tongue lashed out, touching the stiff organ, finding it hot on her tastebuds. How she wanted this... it had been a full week since the last time she had touched her trainer's cock, and the girafarig was eager to be treated to a reprisal.

Maya lathed her tongue across the head and down the shaft eagerly, wrapping her length around it and squeezing. She then then pulled the thing into her mouth with a moan as she felt the shape of his stiff organ slide past her lips. She clamped down carefully around Ben, feeling her chest tighten with excitement at the sound of his moan, and began to suckle eagerly, quickly taking every inch of him between her jaws. Shutting her eyes tight, she pushed until her nose pressed against his stomach, letting out a short "Mff" as she tasted him, felt his stiffness, his arousal, his girth on her tongue. Ben grasped his girafarig's head gently as she suckled and squeezed. Her pace was eager and excited, her lust having been built up considerably from the lengthy foreplay session. Hungry saliva pooled in her mouth as she diligently worked him, eager to pleasure and dote affection. But just a few minutes later, she felt Ben pulling out of her mouth. Maya let out a cry of disappointment and leaned forward, trying to wrap her lips around the tip, extending her tongue to get in one last lick before he pulled away from reach. She looked up at her trainer in mild confusion.

"Not too much," Ben grinned. "Don't wanna get ahead of myself... We just need it wet and slippery. Are you ready for the next step?"

All of the sudden the pieces fell into place for Maya. He wanted himself wet and slippery for-! The girafarig's eyes opened wide. The thought of something that big inside of her tailhole filled the pokemon with horror and disgust and lust and excitement and a number of other emotions all at once.

... and she wanted it.

Maya's heart was racing. Her mind was swirling with the thoughts of what she was going to do. She was filled with that odd feeling she got when thinking about getting away with something naughty. Unbeknownst to Ben, who often called her a total sweetheart, Maya secretly considered herself to be quite a rebel on the inside. She shuddered with delight as she remembered her most daring moments, like that one time her tail accidentally knocked a pencil off Ben's desk, and she didn't stop to pick it back up. Or the time she mischievously took perfectly fine tissues from the tissue box and didn't use them... just to see what would happen. Or her most heart-pounding moment: when she took a rage candy bar meant for desert, and ate it before dinner! She stealthily consumed it while Ben was in the shower, and after the rush of adrenaline and the last bit of chocolate had disappeared, she expertly hid the wrapper in the trash bin like a pro.

The thrill and excitement she felt during those moments.... they were the same she was feeling right now as she contemplated being mated in the wrong hole. The idea seemed to wrong... so exciting.

And yet the girafarig found herself still clinging onto her dignity for dear life. To let Ben know that she wanted this... the girafarig was too embarrassed to even consider saying it aloud.

"No! Nononono-that's.... you want to stick it in the wrong hole! No way!" Maya effusively shook her head, betraying her inner thoughts. The pokemon mentally kicked herself for shutting the door on the opportunity.

Smirking, Ben cupped the pokemon's chin in his hand. "If you don't like it we'll stop. Come on, get up, relax, and trust me for a bit."

Maya both hated and loved her trainer for his persistence. The pokemon ducked her head in shame. She had feared it before but now the pokemon was sure: he knew. He had to know. It wasn't usually like Ben to be so insistent.

He knew she wanted to try anal sex. And he was encouraging her in the one way he knew would work the best: with gentle, persistent encouragement.

Hesitating at first, Maya did as ordered, getting off the couch and presenting her hindquarters to her trainer. Still in disbelief at what a lowly tongue could do to her area back there, she wondered how something so much bigger could possibly feel good as well. Ben laid a hand on her rump and lined himself up carefully, taking heed to her tail by holding it at bay. Unhappy at being pinned against Maya's back, the thing began to squirm in his grasp. Maya let out a whimper as she felt the warm tip of Ben's cock nudge her tailhole. Fear took hold of her heart and she clenched tight immediately.

"I don't know about this..." Maya pouted, her heart thumping with excitement and eagerness in her chest. Ben frowned.

"If you really want to, we can quit."

Staying silent, Maya winced and looked away. Just put it in, she thought to herself. Don't make me choose, don't make me choose....

Ben gave his pokemon a moment to voice her objection. He took her silence as an acquiesce and took in a deep breath.

"You want to continue?"

The pokemon let out a tortured groan. Why did he have to ask, she thought. Why make it her decision? She didn't want to say yes. Anything but yes. The pokemon shut her eyes tight and let out a cry of frustration.

"...Yes." she muttered, before ducking her head in defeat.

Ben let out a short chuckle in a way that had the girafarig feeling teased. He gave her a reassuring rub on her rump.

"Alright... You're doing great, Maya. I'm really proud of you so far. Just remember to relax. I'll go slow."

Maya gasped as she felt a pressure at the entrance to her tailhole. She squeezed shut initially, but in remembering Ben's words, the pokemon slowly began to unclench. The push of his cock became more and more intense. Aided by the sheen of natural lubricant from her first orgasm and the copious saliva from his tongue, Maya felt her pucker give way, causing the first inch of Ben's cock to slip inside. Instantly Ben felt his pokemon gasp and tense up from the shock. She clenched down around him, causing Ben to swear though his teeth from the sudden tightness. He gripped her hips in reflex, and the meek girafarig felt too timid to try and pull away from his grasp.

Ben paused, but he didn't pull out, either. He was distracted by her tail's behavior.

When he had pressed in, her tail had suddenly stopped squirming. It immediately stiffened up and twitched. Its eye spots dilated. Its mouth fell wide open and its tongue fell out. The tail almost looked like it was entranced. Maya, on the other hand, looked quite uncomfortable. She looked back at him with a slack-jawed wince of surprise and pain. Seeing both of their reactions, and how they were so different... he couldn't help but chuckle. Slowly, he pushed in a bit farther just out of curiosity, and Maya's tail dipped down for a split second, twitching again. Ben felt her anal muscles clench as it dipped.

Maya contorted her face in an expression of discomfort and whined softly.

"You're... too big!" she cried. "Way too big!"

Ben flinched. Hearing his girafarig's protest brought him back to reality. He pulled out of her slowly, and felt her tail immediately flex and her muscles clamped down on him, making it hard to move.

He grunted. "Maya... relax for me. It's hard to pull out."

His girafarig blushed. She heard him, but the pokemon stood there and held onto his cock still, too nervous to relax her anus. A moment passed before Ben felt her ring of muscle slowly loosen around the head of his cock. Feeling her relax, he pulled out from the girafarig's tailhole gently. He watched as suddenly, the head of his cock emerged from her anus with a pop, and her anal muscles immediately puckered up upon expelling the foreign object.

"Too big, huh? You're clenching too much. Try harder to relax a bit first."

The pokemon bit her lip and said nothing. Maya's head was swimming in arousal. She had no idea why, but the sudden feeling of Ben in the wrong hole really set her off. It had hurt, and she was unprepared for it, yes. But beyond the discomfort, there was something deliciously naughty and forbidden about the act. The idea of having him in there seemed just.... very thrilling and wild. This definitely wasn't something a good-mannered pokemon should ever do, Maya thought. What kind of pokemon was she, to want to have things put in her tailhole!?

"One more try?" Ben asked.

Maya gulped. She didn't want to be the one to decide. Not again. The girafarig shut her eyes tight and said nothing.

After still hearing no response for her, Ben's face turned to an apologetic expression. "Maya, its okay if you want to... honestly. Actually, I think its hot if you want to."

Maya's ears perked up at the word "hot". Such an odd thing, to think tailhole play was so arousing. It didn't sound right. He should be disappointed in her for this, she was sure of it. But instead.... finding it hot? The girafarig let herself relax a little. Slowly, reluctantly, she nodded.

Ben broke out in an open smile. "You are awesome, Maya." He gave an affectionate rub on her rump.

Suddenly, Ben slipped a hand down his girafarig's rear, moving his fingers over her buttocks and coming to her equine vulva. He began to massage her soft outer lips gently, rubbing in circles and parting her supple labia. He already had a smear of her moisture on his hands. He took a finger and ran it along the inside of her slit, tracing around her entrance and gently stroking the girafarig's clitoris. Maya was already loving the attention. Ben felt her lean back slightly into his cupped hand.

"Let's make sure you're lubed enough."

Gently, Ben took his other hand and brushed up her tailhole. Instantly, Maya puckered up her muscles there and squeezed tight as he drew his fingers across her rear entrance.

"Maya, can you relax for me, please? I need you to be calm." Ben asked.

"A-alright..."

Slowly, he felt her slacken her muscles a bit, Maya let out a quiet gasp as her tailhole was given another dose of her own fluids. She was surprised at how good it felt as Ben slowly rubbed and massaged. As he worked her hole, the trainer kept a careful watch on his girafarig's toothy tail, who watched his hand in silence.

The trainer began stroking his pokemon's flanks for reassurance. "Like I said earlier, It's not strange for humans to do this too, you know. A lot of people find the area very sensitive. And besides..." He gave a small chuckle. "Your tail seems like to like it, I think."

The second go went much smoother. Maya reacted as she felt the tip of his cock brush up against her puckered hole. She lifted her head and turned, just in time to feel Ben push forward and penetrate her forbidden entrance again. She gasped and jumped in place, trying her best to keep her tailhole relaxed. As Ben began to slide in, Maya felt a weird sensation as his cock went in deeper. It was different from when he was in her other hole... she couldn't really describe it. It was an odd mix of pleasure and discomfort, and Maya stifled a meep as she felt her trainer's member glide in and press deeper.

About half-way in, Ben paused. "How are you doing, Maya? Do you want me to stop?"

Maya went silent. She timidly averted her gaze and stared at the ground. Maya felt vulnerable, being mated like this. She felt vulnerable and submissive. But she also felt comforted in Ben's touch. It reassured her, in a way. The girafarig lowered her head and closed her eyes, and she wriggled her rear end a bit, getting a feel for the penetration in her rear. She clenched and unclenched around him, feeling the pressure and getting used to his girth. She experimentally shifted forward, feeling Ben's cock slide out of her rear and immediately felt that strange sensation again. She felt scared, but giddy. Here she was, with her tail's hole penetrated!

After a moment, Ben heard his pokemon's thoughts telepathically weave its way into his mind once more.

"... Keep going..."

Ben did a double take. "Wha-are you sure?"

Maya bit her lip and scrunched up her face in timidity. There was no use in hiding it any longer. Taking time to gather her courage, the meek little girafarig lowered her long neck to the ground and leaned forward, encouraging her trainer to continue. "Just do it.... please."

He met her gaze with a warm and caring glow in his eyes. No words were spoken, but even without reading his mind the psychic type pokemon could tell what he was thinking. Maya let herself smile.

Ben felt her smooth walls of muscle clench around him as he pressed in further. She was so tight! He entered her anal passage slowly, giving Maya time to adjust, pushing in only when she relaxed. And when he finally had nearly all of his cock inside, he pushed forward with one final nudge, and found his hips flush with her own.

There. He had pushed into her all the way to the base. Ben breathed out a pleasured exhale from the pressure he felt around the base of his cock. She was so tight it nearly hurt. He looked at the fleshy ring of her tailhole stretched wide around his cock, staring in near-disbelief. She felt very warm inside. The pressure she was putting on the base of his shaft was staggering. Ben grunted and bent forward from the stimulation, putting his hands out on her back for support.

And at that time, Ben looked down and noticed her tail once more. He couldn't help but laugh and break the mood. Maya's tail was as stiff as a board, curled back as far as it could go. The thing was wearing a ludicrous slack-jawed, gaping expression. Its tongue was hanging out the side of its mouth and its eye spots had become relaxed and unfocused. Every so often, the tail twitched erratically, and Ben felt Maya's powerful tailhole muscles shift around as it moved. Ben waved his hand in front of its eye spots, and got no response. It was almost like the tail was in some sort of daze or trance.

"What?" May asked, looking back in confusion at the laugh.

Returning his attention to his girafarig's better half, he stroked the short fur on Maya's thigh. "I'm not sure if your tail likes it or is horrified by it," he chuckled. "What about you?" He then asked. "How do you feel?"

Maya let out a tiny whimper. "Ben..." She shut her eyes tight, hating to ask.

"What? Did you wanna stop?" Slowly and carefully, he began to pull out.

Maya paused, opened her eyes, and gave her trainer a wanton look.

"No. Put it back in. Please."

The words alone caused Ben to suck in a sudden breath. As he did, Maya felt the flexing and stiffening of his cock in her tailhole, which had the girafarig letting out a quiet meep of surprise.

A grin slowly spread across the trainer's face. "I... yeah." A grin spread across Ben's face. "...That was hot," he said simply.

Ben resumed his motion of his hips, slowly sinking his cock deeper into her tailhole. Maya gasped as he began to push in once more. He took his time, going slowly as he began to thrust, but the girafarig loved it already. Being mated in the wrong hole felt rough, wild.... taboo. What a rush! It was the same feeling her first time, when she first realized that she was going to mate with her trainer instead of another pokemon.

She loved that feeling.

Maya licked her lips and looked back at her trainer as he slowly pressed in farther, wincing as he pushed aside her tight, muscular walls. It felt so strange to her, but she didn't want it to stop, either. It felt good, somehow. The pressure he put on her walls, feeling him thrust inward... the mere thought of the act was enticing to her, and urged her to stick with it. Maya steadied herself as she felt Ben slowly begin to rock in and out of her tailhole. He began to grip her hips and hold her tightly, much to her delight. She loved the touch of her trainer's hands... so warm and strong.

"Ben..." she pleaded to him through thought alone. Her tone was clear to her trainer.

"...more."

Ben raised an eyebrow. Slowly, he pulled out almost completely, watching as his entire shaft was retrieved from the depths of the circular, puckered entrance of her tailhole. He left the tip just barely in, and then, quickly sunk inside all way to the base, pulling Maya's equine hips back to rest against his own. Maya nearly screamed as her body was given a powerful thrust. She let out a tiny murmur and pressed backwards, meeting his thrust and squeezing her tailhole as far down his shaft as it could go. The pleasure caused the girafarig to tighten up around him and throw her head back, holding on to Ben for a moment as she savored the tight, stretching sensation. Ben couldn't help but smile in seeing his pokemon enjoy herself during this unorthodox lovemaking session.

Maya panted hard through her mouth as her body was gently rocked by her trainer. She bit her lip and whined to herself, before suddenly squeezing around her trainer's shaft tight.

"More."

Wantonly, Maya pressed back into her trainer's crotch as he took her tailhole at a relaxed pace, loving every second of the tight, sliding sensation in her forbidden entrance. Pausing in a moment of embarrassment, she realized she had a bit of drool forming from her open mouth and slurped it up quietly. The rhythmic gliding sensation in her rear entrance was driving her up a wall. She felt incensed... antsy. She tightened up both her holes, and her equine slit, though empty and unused, leaked a long, slow drip of her fluids that pooled to the ground below. She never knew she'd get so wet over being mated like this!

And in that moment of self-awareness, Maya recouped to herself what was happening: She was being mated in the tailhole by her trainer!

The thought alone caused her to let out a long moan as her first orgasm overtook her. The girafarig had lost track of when exactly it stopped feeling uncomfortable, but now all she could feel was pleasure in that forbidden hole of hers. Panting softly, Maya bent forward, bending her forelegs under her body and resting on them. She kept her rear high in the air for him. She wanted to be taken harder. She wanted to feel his body on top of hers, feel his weight and his powerful thrusts.

"More!" the girafarig demanded.

"Hell..." Ben groaned, finding it hard to take in this change in her demeanor.

Suddenly, the girafarig felt a pair hands tightly grip her short-furred haunches as her trainer silently answered her request. He dug in gently, holding her tight. And in one smooth movement, he began to take her tailhole at a rougher pace, slamming into her hips and instantly causing the girafarig to cry out in satisfaction.

Intense. Intense was the only word Maya thought could describe what she was feeling. She shut her eyes tight and cried out. Yes. Yes, she cried out in her mind. Yes! Maya threw her head back and bayed loudly as her trainer began to slam into her, experiencing a minor orgasm right there. His balls began to slap against her swollen and leaking slit, creating a lewd smacking sound on every thrust. She arched her back and rocked in time with his motions, feeling wild in his clutches, being so naughtily mated in the wrong hole.

"Ben!" the girafarig moaned. She hunched up her shoulders, shut her eyes tight, and relaxed her muscles, giving her trainer the goahead to use her body any way he saw fit.

Ben found it in him to let loose as he thrust inside his girafarig's tight, forbidden entrance. He relished the feeling of her pair of hips bouncing against his own, watching his shaft glide in her taught tailhole. Her puckered entrance was stretched wide around his cock. Inside, her smooth ring of muscle stayed taut around his shaft, massaging and gripping him on every thrust.

"Maya..." ben groaned, stifling a laugh and slowing down almost to a halt. "You gotta stop moaning; you'll wake the entire apartment."

Maya's eyes shot open. She sucked in a sudden breath in embarrassment. The pokemon couldn't help herself.

The girafarig could barely concentrate. Her body was rocked, waves of intense pleasure coursed through her body. She felt his weight on her hips, his power and drive. It set the girafarig off. She took in a deep breath and let out another long baying cry as her trainer slammed into her rear entrance. Ben was grinding against her sensitive vaginal walls still... just from the wrong side this time. She loved it. Her feminine fluids freely oozed out between her sensitive folds, smearing Ben's sack every time his balls smacked against her.

"Ahh.... Ah!" Maya groaned. Her eyes were shut tight, her jaw locked open. "Ben!" she cried, following up with a long whine.

"Y-yea," Ben panted, feeling himself getting close. He hunched over her and rocked his pokemon's body hard. Maya's tail swayed back and forth in the air harmlessly, having turned more docile than a sheep.

She wanted it. She wanted to feel it. And the girafarig cared no more about how it sounded: she wanted him to fill her with seed. She lifted her chin to the ceiling and telepathically shouted the words out with total shamelessness.

"Come in me... come in my tailhole! Please!"

Ben let out a swear in surprise at his pokemon's sudden bout of assertiveness.

"Maya!" He yelped.

"Do it!" the girafarig pleaded, pressing back into her trainer's hips wantonly. "Fill my tailhole!"

Her orgasm came slowly, but the rush was intense. She felt the pleasure building up, blooming in a rush of euphoria. Maya squeezed her eyes tightly closed and cried out. Her hips found themselves rocking back into his own. She felt her tailhole mysteriously tighten up by itself. A steady pressure built inside, giving her that familiar filling feeling. And just when she could barely stand it any longer, her climax gave way to a rolling rush of pleasure. Maya threw her head back and bayed loudly. Shocked and surprised, she felt both holes tighten up and rhythmically clamp down, her equine vagina tightening around nothing, and her tailhole clenching hard around the smooth shaft inside. Her orgasm felt different, with pleasure coming from both holes. It gave her a whole new feeling that she was entirely not expecting. Behind the girafarig, her tail arched and stretched as it felt the fallout from the pokemon's climax. The tail's eyes rolled back as its body was shaken back and forth by the heavy pounding of Ben's hips. Its tongue, limp and listless, flopped out of its open mouth.

Maya groaned loudly as her orgasm shook her body with waves of pleasure. And in that moment, she felt Ben begin to lose control of his own motions. Before the girafarig could even prepare, he gripped her hips tight, bent over her equine haunches and swore as he let out a burst of semen deep inside. Maya felt him throb and squirt in her tailhole, stiffening up around her stretched anus, and feeling him finish drew out her own climax ever longer. She cried out, trembling with pleasure, with hips pressed flush against hips as her trainer gripped her securely from behind.

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Maya did not know how much time had passed. As her orgasm died down and her senses returned, the girafarig found herself lewdly positioned as Ben began to slow down his thrusts to a gentle nudge. She was resting on her chest, hindquarters thrust up shamelessly in the air. Her tailhole felt incredibly warm. Slick semen dribbled out of the now well-used and stretched hole, where it began to mingle with the fluids from her own dripping wet vagina. As Ben pulled out, she felt her tailhole immediately clench tight, seemingly glad to be free of the large and stiff intruder that had been making itself home. Panting hard, she collapsed on the carpet and dropped her head to the floor. Her mind was buzzing, her vision blurred. She could barely think.

What a rush!

A rustling of carpet and a quiet thump, and Maya felt her trainer join her on the floor behind her. Still nude, but having wiped himself clean, Ben pulled the girafarig close to his chest and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

The two said nothing for a while as both human and pokemon caught their breaths. Maya laid listlessly, unable to move a single muscle. Even her tail rested droopily on the floor.

Several minutes passed before Maya's trainer broke the silence.

"Well," Ben whispered, squeezing her tightly from behind. "Did you like it?"

Maya thought for a moment.

"No."

Ben began to laugh, and Maya couldn't help but smile, herself.

"What about you, little guy?" Ben asked her tail. Sitting up, he ran a hand down his pokemon's spine and groped for her tail. To his surprise, he found the thing completely limp and docile.

"Woah, hey..." Ben started. "I'll take that as a yes." Carefully, he cradled the tail in his hand. "What?" Maya twisted her long neck to grab a glance at her hindquarters. Her jaw dropped in surprise at the sight of her own tail limp in her trainer's hands. It appeared as tired as a tail could possibly look. It was even panting just has hard as she was, with its little pink tongue pulsing with every non-existent breath.

"Did you hurt it!?" Maya gawked.

"Nah, I think we just tuckered it out." Ben chuckled. Maya frowned.Turning his attention to his pokemon's better half, Ben gave his girafarig a warm smile. "You know, I'm really proud of you, Maya... for coming out of your shell a bit and agreeing to have a little fun." He began to stroke down her long, furred neck.

"But it... I still don't know, Ben... it felt wrong the entire time," the pokemon admitted, leaving her trainer's embrace to sit up properly.

Ben followed, propping himself up on one arm. "That's what makes it so exciting." He rested a hand on her flank. "And... well, and a bit hot, too."

Maya blinked.

"Yeah..."

The two sat in silence in the middle of the living room floor. Only the ticking clock and soft droning of the TV could be heard.

"Alright, I have a new rule for your training," Ben began. Maya turned her neck to face her trainer.

"What?"

Unexpectedly, Ben leaned in for a quick kiss on the lips that caused the pokemon to jump. He then brought a hand to her cheek.

"The new rule is you're not allowed to pretend you don't want something." He gave her a pat along the neck.

Maya frowned. She saw her trainer was wearing nothing but a smirk.

"I...." Maya shut her eyes. She knew why he was doing this. And although she hated it, she loved him for it as well.

"Okay. Deal," she whispered.

"Great! So with that being said..." Ben's smirk grew wider. "What do you think about giving your tail another turn next time, too?"

Maya immediately blushed and turned away.

"Aw, come on, Maya." Ben jeered.

The girafarig pouted and turned her back to her trainer. "I don't like your new rule," she whimpered.

Ben only laughed.

THE END

Post-story notes:

~Lol I bet there's SO many people who are pissed I just don't write another dragon story already. Well sorry, folks, but I write what I am commissioned to write! I really am sorry... I want to write more of The Persistent Dragon but the very moment I finish my last story and make myself open for commissions, I get commissioned for someone else! It never fails.

~Oh gosh, all I can say is FINALLY. When I first started writing this ridiculous story about a girafarig (which was over a year ago) it all started from one silly idea: I had this mental image of what a girafarig would look like if it had anal sex, with the front half looking all upset and the back half completely loving it. And for some reason I just thought that was hilarious the way I imagined it. Sadly, it took me 4 chapters to actually get to the point where I could put it down in writing. >_< A story isn't really the proper way to express the image in my mind, though, so I had an artist draw it for me.

~ In the original version I had them out in the woods still, which is why the art of Maya and Ben are in the woods. But since then I added the chapter with Boris the Nidoking, which completely mixed things up. Oh well. I don't think anyone really would care about inconsistencies in a pokemon porn story (and they shouldn't care. Lol).

~Funnily enough, when I started writing Maya's character, I kept portraying her this innocent and timid character, but as I was writing the anal scene for this chapter, I realized that deep down on the inside, she's a total perv. Lol! Seriously, she gets off to things that she considers wrong: you see it in her dream about her trainer in chapter 1, its what urges her on to explore his cock while he lay, and finally... when I was writing the anal scene I realized that's why she would like anal, too, so I really brought that out that theme of taboo-ness on this chapter. I'm actually kind of shocked that she turned out to be like this on the inside. I like her sweet and innocent side more, though.

~The longer I wrote Maya's character the more I realized she has some serious self-image and self-confidence issues. How did she end up like this? Well, I say its from all the TV she watches. She compares herself to the "perfect" women she sees on TV.... the ones that she never sees going out to mate with pokemon. :P That is why she thinks what she does with Ben is wrong. Believe it or not, all these insecurities she has makes for a fun character to write!

~In regards to how this chapter starts out.... Yeah, I totally got carried away with that. It was fun to write, though. And yes, I totally would do Wikipedia-style pokedex entries for commission............... depending on the pokemon, of course.