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''Bullshit!''

Mark shouted out angrily, throwing a vase against the wall in frustration where it shattered in a hundred pieces. The young man, who was now pissed beyond relief, looked at his butler with venom in his eyes. Said butler gave no reaction whatsoever at his outburst, and waited patiently for him to continue his rant.

''What do you mean my parents can't come? It's my birthday for crying out loud!'' He spat, balling his fists and walking angrily up and down the corridor. His face was turned into a snarl, and, he looked at his butler for an explanation.

''Because, young master, they're on a trip for at least another week. They've sent there sincerest apologies.'' Jerome, his butler told him calmly. This didn't help the young man's frustration at all. ''Tell them they can shove their apologies up their ass!'' He shouted and slammed the door to his room shut.

Jerome sighed, he got why the man was seething. This was the fourth time in a row his parents couldn't attend his birthday, and in return, the boy grew colder as time passed. His friends where he liked to hang out with didn't help him at all. They were the kind who didn't give a fuck, smoked weed, and did what they liked.

As such, they were invited each year in this massive villa to come enjoy themselves. Smoking weed and drinking booze where just some of the things that happened regularly in this residence, but with each birthday, it was a habit for the boys to boast who had gotten the most pussies in a year.

In the process, they would get served by two maids, but not just any maids, it were pokemon, dressed in cute, frilly, black and white maid outfits. A Flareon and a Vulpix to be exact, Mark's two pokemon. They were gifts from his parents because they were so much from home all the time. The boy had been overjoyed when he'd received them, and treated them with love and care.

This was before he'd turned cold however and now, treated them as trash, taking all his anger out on his helpless pokemon, blaming them for the absence of his parents, something they could do nothing about. After each party, the villa was a complete mess, Jerome didn't care much for it, he could always clean it up with his team, but Mark's pokemon were a different story.

The wounds he had to treat after the abuse they would suffer, managed to take the butler by surprise every time, and each year, it seemed to get worse. Last year, Vulpix suffered a broken leg, while Flareon had a punctured lung. The whimpers of agony broke the old man's heart, who had pokemon of his own, and each year he worried for their lives.

He'd seen the terrified faces of the two pokemon today, knowing what they could expect tonight, and decided he'd had enough. Jerome had tried to talk sense into the man before, to reconsider his actions, but Mark had laughed at him, his brown hair contrasting with his light blue eyes, which flashed in anger. ''This is none of your business Jerome! They're my pokemon, and I do with them what I please!'' He'd responded, ending the conversation, and continued the game he was playing.

That was last year, and now, the butler decided to take action himself. Quickly, he walked to the telephone and dialed the number in his mind, which didn't even ring once before being picked up. ''Hello, am I speaking with Mister Brown?'' He said in the phone, waiting for a response.

''Indeed this is Mister Brown, hearing from your voice, you must be Jerome, Mark's butler, right?'' The voice responded back, to which Jerome replied with a yes. ''Listen, I need your help. I know you're Mark's friend and all, but you're the only one who has voiced concern, and if this goes on, frankly, I don't know if they will survive this night.'' The butler pleaded, referring to Mark's pokemon.

''Ah, so you've thought about my suggestion? Excellent! I guarantee this is exactly what Mark needs.'' Mister Brown retorted happily, to which Jerome stayed silent for a moment.

''If your offer still stands, and you're certain this is the only way, then yes, you have my approval.'' He spoke back finally, not able to believe he was going to agree with Mister Brown's plan.

When this young man had suggested this to him, two years ago to be exact, he'd refused adamantly, stating he should be ashamed for even thinking something like that. Mister Brown had shrugged, ''suit yourself, but I don't want to hear you cry when you find Vulpix or Flareon one day, dead on the carpet.''

Jerome had sputtered, never would he have thought the young master would be capable of doing something like that. But now was different, the abuse became rougher and rougher and so, the butler saw no other option than this one.

''Of course the offer still stands! I want to help Vulpix and Flareon just as much as you do. But without your consent, I can't do anything. Now though, we can set this plan in action. You only have to warn Vulpix and Flareon about what we're going to do. I think they would be more than pleased with our actions, and you can leave the rest to me.''

Jerome agreed, listening intently to what the voice had to say. ''Now, here's what we're going to do...''

---

'Of course they couldn't come! They never come to my birthday!' Mark thought with anger in his voice, sitting on his chair. He blasted the music on as loudly as possible, so that he could drown in his own thoughts. Led Zeppelin always calmed him down considerably, now he only needed something to smoke and he was all set.

'Stupid parents! They're never here for me. I only got my butler and these worthless pokemon.' He sighed, and threw a dart straight into a picture of his mom and dad, who were smiling while they were holding him as a toddler. He hated that picture, it reminded him of a time everything was good and happy.

Even with all of his friends, who he could spent countless hours with, or all the girls that practically dropped their panties at the sight of him, he still felt very lonely. It felt like he was missing something, and his heart ached for that something to be filled. Again, he threw a dart at the picture, skillfully hitting his father's head, while the other was in his mother's.

Speaking of worthless pokemon, where were they anyway? He hadn't seen them all day and it was already noon! Pressing a button on his massive desk, he waited for the gentle voice of his butler to speak up. ''Yes, young master?'' He said, somehow able to be heard over Mark's music.

''Jerome! Where are Vulpix and Flareon? Bring them over here immediately. They need to get ready for the guests that will be arriving soon.'' The young man spoke, irritation clear in his voice.

''Impossible, they've both been infected with the pokeflu, and should be left in quarantine. Surely, you don't want to contaminate your quests?''

Mark widened his eyes. ''What? They were completely fine yesterday! How in the hell- Never mind, just arrange something else, will you?'' He sighed exasperated. Of all the times, Arceus decided they would get the pokeflu right now. Weren't they even vaccinated against it? His butler brought him out of his silent thinking, and responded to his request. ''Will do immediately! Don't worry about Vulpix and Flareon, I got them under control.''

''Understood.'' He answered back, not giving a crap about his pokemon, as long as his guests were getting served. He stood up and went to take a shower, making himself ready for the party that was about to come. While he was still thoroughly mad his parents weren't there, at least, his friends would always live up the place, making each year more fun than last. And this year would be indeed... Very interesting.

---

''And then I said: bitch! five dollars? In your face!'' The group laughed loudly at the story, standing in the massive room and enjoying themselves, while others were at the couch, smoking pod and making out with each other. The DJ Mark had hired was just as stoned as his friend Max, who just had told him this joyous story. It was about a bitch he'd boned last week, and he was now swinging to the loud noise awkwardly, picking up a random chick that walked past him, and started to make out with her.

The group chuckled at his randomness, the girl, whose name Mark could vaguely remember as Marlene, didn't protest in the slightest, and started to make out with him just as vigorously, enjoying the sweet taste of liquor in his mouth. Mark took another swig of his bottle of Whiskey, waggling past all the people in the room, who either greeted him drunkenly, or tried to kiss him heatedly.

After multiple attempts, he just gave up and started to make out with all the chicks that tried to, while the other people in the room cheered them on loudly. Finally, he reached his destination, and plopped on the couch, where people made room for him, and he suddenly began to laugh at the ridiculousness of what just had transpired.

''I just kissed like six different girls on the way here.'' He laughed out loud, the people on the couch laughing just as hard. He looked out of the window, and saw his pool, completely packed with people, either dancing to the other DJ that was hired exclusively for his backyard, or swimming in it. Most people had almost no clothes, or were even completely naked as they swam, not caring if anyone saw them at all.

''H-Hey Mark, my man! This is Marlene... Huh, didn't I already introduce her?'' Max drunkenly stuttered out, before falling flat on his face. ''I'm ok!'' He exclaimed, the party people quickly helping him up before he went his drunken way again, Marlene following him in turn. Mark laughed at his antics; while he was a pretty heavy drinker himself, Max was the epitome.

He was one of his best friends, along with Paul, Steve, Derek, Caroline, Hope and... ''Where the fuck is Joshua?'' He exclaimed suddenly. He hadn't seen the blonde boy all night.

''He's at the snack table Mark! Don't you remember?'' Hope said, her sweet voice always music to his ears. He looked at her dumbly before he remembered again. ''Oh yeah!''

Ok, so maybe he went over his boundaries a lot, this night no exception. He didn't give a fuck though, and tried to stand up. After having found his balance, he walked to the general direction of the snacktable, where he saw Josh talking with Max and Caroline, Hope following him.

''Josh! How have you been buddy?'' He exclaimed, as Josh turned around to greet him. Max however was faster. ''Mark! Come here for a sec, quickly. Josh has gone nuts! He released all of his pokemon!'' He yelled out, Caroline not believing it either.

The blonde boy gave a frown. ''That's not what I told you at all! They escaped when I ordered them to protect me from the rain! I was walking in a forest at the time it happened. Do you have any idea how long it took to find my way out?'' He said annoyed. ''Anyway, after that, I was done with pokemon. Those pieces of shit didn't deserve my time! So, I went to my P.C. and dumped all the others.'' He explained to the group.

''Wait, you dumped all the others? Why? That doesn't sound like you at all! The Josh I know would go back into that forest, and burn it down if that's what it took to get his pokemon back, and then punish them severely! What where you doing in that forest anyway?'' Mark asked, the other people in the group nodding.

''N-Nothing, just taking a stroll.'' He stuttered, embarrassed. He looked at his friends awkwardly and tried to be cool by sipping some of his beer, but failed fantastically. ''That's not what I heard! Henry told me you were looking for a legendary pokemon!'' Max said accusingly, sensing a lie, even if he was drunk as fuck.

Joshua started to sweat, but before he could defend himself, Mark spoke up. ''Henry? Henry fucking Brown? Is he here?'' Mark sobered up instantly when he heard that name. While Henry was not one of his closest friends, he was definitely up there. That man knew what fun entailed, and it was quite some time since he last saw him.

''Yeah, actually, he was looking for you right now. He said he had a present for you.'' Joshua told him, relieved the attention was off of his shoulders. Mark didn't waste any more time and was gone in an instant, looking for Henry while the rest of the crew went on with their business, completely forgetting about the conversation they just had with Joshua.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Honestly, he couldn't tell his best friends that he had changed so much... At least not yet. He'd decided to release every single pokemon he owned, feeling he didn't deserve them, just to begin all over again with a fresh start. He only had a Skitty at the moment, who he'd gotten from the local pokemon shelter.

The pokemon was scared beyond comprehension, and Joshua had felt conflicted. Normally, he wouldn't give a crap about such a pokemon, especially if it was weak _and_female on top of that. But, now that his eyes were opened so much, he felt the incredible urge of pity for the poor thing. It was obviously abused, and, dumped shortly after.

Battered and broken, that's how they'd found the Skitty. When the owner of the shelter showed him pictures, his heart threatened to stop. The Skitty's skin was completely mattered. An infection was clear on her leg, and, her fur was non-existent. No life radiated from the pokemon, and, when he finally met the Skitty, it shivered like a log, not responding to any call.

So, with his decision made, he took the Skitty as his own, thanking the owner profusely for what he'd done, the Skitty was at least healthy now, and without any disease. ''You, my dear boy, are what's going to change the world. I just know this Skitty will be in good hands with you.'' The old owner had exclaimed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Not long after, the blonde boy had cried. The sincerity of the man was overwhelming, to put so much trust in him, Joshua Berkhof, former pokemon abuser, was something completely new to the young man. He'd sworn to Arceus he was going to take care for this Skitty as best as possible.

And now, two months later, the Skitty finally opened up. He'd treated her with so much love and care, she didn't have the slightest clue how to respond. Only the finest berries where good enough, and, he made her poffins every night. An adorable red bow, who he'd bought for her two months anniversary, was planted neatly on her head.

Last night she had actually purred for the first time, and he had allowed her to stay with him in bed, nuzzling her closely. He smiled fondly at the memories, and, took another sip from his beer. He didn't know why, but he felt a lot better loving his pokemon rather than abusing them, something Mark and his friends still had to learn.

He sighed once before turning his attention to Derek, who had been standing there the whole time, saying nothing and looking absolutely stoned. ''Dude, if you like, wait for the waiter, aren't you the waiter?'' He finally spoke up to Josh, who looked tiredly at him.

''Fuck off, Derek!''

---

Mark didn't have to search for long Henry; there he was, talking with Jerome in the back. The party boy already waved his hand to get his attention, what other people mistakenly saw as a sign for a high-five, and joyfully clapped their hands with his. He ignored them and just went on, finally reaching Henry and Jerome, who looked like they were expecting him.

''Ah young master! I was just talking with Mister Brown about you. He said he has a present.'' Jerome told him, to which Mark gave Henry a friendly hug. ''Dude, you didn't have to do that man! Look around! Just enjoy yourself!'' He retorted, to which Henry shook his head. ''Nah man, I insist. As a sign of our friendship! Besides, you turn twenty only once in your life, right?''

Mark didn't disagree and eagerly waited for his present, Henry gave a single nod and Jerome walked out of the door, returning with what looked like a fox pokemon. ''Really?'' Mark laughed. Henry nodded his head with a grin. ''That's a Fennekin, extremely rare around these parts. I thought, since you already own two fox like pokemon, why not an exotic third one?''

Mark couldn't help but laugh as he picked the adorable fire fox from Jerome's hands. She would definitely be a nice asset to his other two pokemon, a little maid outfit and she was all done. Fennekin yipped happily; completely oblivious to what was going on around her. ''You like her?'' Henry asked him, unable to keep a grin off his face.

''Like her? I love her! She's perfect dude, thank you so much!'' He answered and put the Fennekin back in Jerome's hands. ''Then let us drink! Here, it's special rum I picked up while I was in the Kalos region!'' Henry exclaimed, pouring him a shot glass. ''To your birthday!'' He added. Mark smiled at him, ''To my birthday'' and drank his liquor in one go.

It was sweet, with a very burning aftertaste that lingered in his throat, making him feel very warm from the inside. Mark laughed out loud, but instantly regretted the action as he suddenly felt very dizzy. The world started to spin for his eyes, and he desperately tried to grab something to hold his balance.

''He's about to fall, Jerome, grab him!'' Henry warned, but to Mark it sounded vague and very far away. He couldn't comprehend anything anymore, and didn't even feel the waiting arms of his butler as he collapsed in them, completely out cold. ''Well... Maybe I overdid it a little.'' Henry chuckled awkwardly, while Jerome gave him a glare. He silently brought the unconscious party host upstairs, Fennekin following him loyally.

'So far according to plan. Now for the grant finale.' Henry thought, and just like that, officers busted in the villa everywhere. The people screamed as the music was silenced, human and pokemon alike running for their freedom. ''Stand down! Stand down!'' The officers screamed, but of course, nobody listened. While the officers were busy apprehending as much people as possible, Henry enjoyed his drink, watching intently how the officers were doing their job.

They almost looked identical, but then again, they were all clad in black, with helmets and batons ready. Joshua too, tried to escape, but was soon cornered by one of the officers, and put his hands above his head.

''You!'' The officer said. ''You need special treatment!''

Joshua's breath quickened. ''What have I done officer?'' He asked back, to which the officer threatened to knock him out. ''Silence!'' He screamed at the blonde boy, who instantly shut his mouth. Finally, the whole villa was empty, bar Joshua, Henry, Jerome and some officers.

''Excellent work! You can let all the party people go now officers. Our plan was a success!'' Henry exclaimed happily, to which Jerome nodded in agreement, Joshua looking absolutely confused. ''Henry what the fuck? Did you rat us out? And tell this officer to let me go, I have done nothing wrong.''

''Indeed, you have done nothing wrong... Joshy.''

That voice... Joshua couldn't believe his eyes as all the officers suddenly disappeared, and in their place floated a single pokemon. ''Latias?'' He exclaimed incredulously. She giggled sweetly and gave him a wink. ''The one and only. Did you like my little illusion? It takes some time to master, but when you do, it's very handy.''

He swallowed audibly. He had never expected to see her out of her forest. ''What are you doing here? How do you know Hen...'' He stopped his sentence as two and two suddenly became together. ''It was you!'' He exclaimed to Henry, who couldn't help but give him a smug grin.

''What can I say? Oops...'' He laughed at the bewildered Josh, who tried to give him a snarl. ''You... Are a sick motherfucker, you know that? Arceus, do you even know what I had to endure?'' He tried to ask with malice in his voice, but failed. Josh was chuckling madly from the inside, it was Henry all along! Who knew? Henry was now laughing like crazy, while Latias giggled sweetly.

''Don't pretend you didn't like it Joshy.'' Latias spoke to him hotly, to which Josh blushed furiously. He mumbled something incomprehensible, and voiced his thoughts afterwards. ''So... What now?''

Jerome answered that question for him. ''Now? Mark gets his punishment, exactly what you have had to experience. He's abusive to his pokemon, and needs to learn his lesson.'' Josh nodded at that and looked at Latias. ''So, you're going to teach him a lesson?''

She shook her head. ''My only job was to get all these people out of the villa... And to congratulate you. I've seen what you've done for the Skitty. You have completely changed, and that deserves a reward... A big one.''

The sultriness in her voice was palpable, but above all, admiration and respect. Josh gulped as she floated closer. ''Don't you know? Good humans get rewards, and you've been very good.'' She panted in his ear, his nervousness growing.

She gave him a hot lick across his cheek, his hands finding her face instantly. ''I'm yours Josh, and yours only. Use me however you like, because I have been a very bad girl.'' She moaned out. He couldn't contain his excitement at those words and gave her a grin.

''Shut it! I never told you to speak, now let's go back to my place where you will receive your punishment!'' He stated sternly, to which Latias feigned surprise and submission. ''Please master! Don't hurt me too much!''

The human and pokemon both giggled as they left the villa, like a newlywed couple, Henry shaking his head at the antics. ''Welp, looks like my job here is done. Don't worry about Mark, Jerome. Fennekin will take good care of him.''

Jerome chuckled once, as Henry too, left the villa, where the butler sighed at the mess that was left in the room. ''Well... This can wait until tomorrow, I'd say. Now, where's my brandy?''

---

Mark groaned slightly as he finally came to his senses, the world still spinning before his eyes, what'd happened? He groggily opened them further, so far so good; he recognized the ceiling he was looking at. He must be in his own room then, probably drank too much, he knew he shouldn't have taken that last shot.

He tried to put an arm to his head to rub the sleep out of his eyes, but realized in horror that he couldn't. Panic started to kick in, he couldn't move his arms! Adrenaline shot through his body as he desperately tried to move something, anything! But he failed, wincing like a puppy. He wasn't... Paralyzed, was he?

''Oh look, our toy has awoken.'' A new voice spoke from his left. Mark tried to turn his head, but also failed in that aspect. Who the fuck was talking? And what was she talking about? It was a very light, feminine voice, and he tried to roll his eyes to his left, which luckily still worked, at least.

In his line of sight, he spotted a pair of fluffy red ears. Mark had to dig a little before he remembered, the Fennekin! She could get Jerome, who could call an ambulance! He tried to call her, but also failed to find his voice, instead, only a tiny whimper came out of his throat, to which the Fennekin giggled.

''Don't bother, that's not going to work, Mark.'' The voice spoke, amused, but now, he definitely saw the Fennekin's lip move. Did she just talk?! While it was not unheard of pokemon learning English, it was not very common at all. His surprise doubled however, when he saw his Vulpix and Flareon join his line of sight, and began to talk as well.

''Is this really necessary, Fennekin? I mean, I know Mark has been abusive, but is this the only way?'' Flareon asked the Kalos pokemon, Vulpix nodding her head in agreement with her friend's question. ''He needs to learn a lesson, girls, and a lesson he won't soon forget. Besides, this is what you girls wanted forever, right?''

They both nodded shyly. They always had a crush on their owner, and, in the beginning, actually had a lot of hope he would see that, and help them out. But after the years passed, the opposite took place. He began to ignore them, and grew cold, not wanting anything to do with the pair. Now, they reasoned, he just needed some tough love.

So, when they heard from Jerome the abuse would finally stop, and, they could even do with their owner what they pleased, they both had nodded their heads eagerly. Jerome wasn't kidding; Fennekin had thought about everything, Mark, who was bound tightly to his bed, also had a pretty nasty drug going through his veins at the moment.

''Do you feel that, Mark?'' Fennekin went on sultrily, jumping on his lap, purring as she nuzzled his face. ''That's the drug taking effect. It makes you understand pokespeech, as well as grow your muscles weak for a period of time.'' She explained as he whimpered at her, the Fennekin invading his private space.

''But just to be sure, we have you bound as well. Don't want you to get difficult, right?'' She panted naughtily, her breath hot, and gave him a wet lick over his face. The human shuddered at the hot tongue, the contact leaving a layer of saliva on his face. Was this seriously happening to him? 'Please, tell me this is just a fucked up dream.' He thought desperately.

It couldn't be, it was way too real. He also noticed that he was only wearing his underwear at the moment, as his Flareon and Vulpix advanced on him as well. His breath quickened, they weren't really going to do what he thought they were going to do, right? ''Now, Vulpix and Flareon are going to have some fun with you however they like, and you're going to take it like a good little slut!'' The Fennekin stated.

Well, that answered his dreadful suspicion... Fuck!

He could only whimper as the Kalos pokemon moved out of his line of sight, and Flareon took her place. She gave him a heated gaze, and a somewhat apologetic smile. ''Sorry Mark, but this is for your own good. Now, let's see how good you are with that tongue of yours!'' As she said this, Vulpix joined her, holding a blindfold between her maw, her eyes half lidded.

''We've decided to play a little game with you, Mark.'' Vulpix said, getting excited at the mere thoughts herself. ''You're going to please us both. Our hot cunts need some desperate attention, and your mouth is going to give that to us.''

Mark grew embarrassed at Vulpix's dirty talk, and just the mental image it brought to his mind. Here he was, his pokemon that he had abused for so long, where know treating him the same, like some cheap fuck toy.

''We're going to put this blindfold on, and then, after we're done abusing your mouth, you have to tell which one of us face-fucked you first. If you get it right, we'll let you go, if not... Well, let's just say that it will be the beginning.'' Flareon finished for Vulpix.

''Oohh, kinky!'' Fennekin moaned out. She was watching heatedly, having taken a front seat at the spectacle. While she didn't participate just yet, that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy it. Her legs were already spread, pawing at her bothered snatch, which began to grow damp under her own touch, and she shuddered in delight.

While his pokemon explained their little game, he was looking dumbly at them. Where they stupid? Like he couldn't feel the difference between them. Flareon's fur was obviously longer and more fluffier, while Vulpix's was shorter, and tickled more. This was going to be a walk in the park, even if he knew he had to forcefully give head to his own pokemon.

But before he could think of anything more, both pokemon placed the blindfold over his eyes, and, for the first time in his life, he felt vulnerable. He couldn't move nor could he see, only smell, hear and feel. And boy did he smell his pokemon right now. The musk their little fox pussies were producing was overwhelming. They were obviously in heat, he reasoned.

''Before we start, have a little taste!'' Flareon told him heatedly. Her wet folds were sparkling with her clear juices, and her paw she used was covered in it. Vulpix was just as bad, she moaned out loud, her pussy lips puffed up to a bright red, and her paw just as damp, her little cunny being the reason. They both held out their damp paws to him, and smeared it all out over his lips.

Mark shuddered, the musky smell of two needy females overwhelming all his other senses. He couldn't think straight, as he could only smell and taste his own pokemon's fluids. It was hot, had a spicy aftertaste with a hint of musk, and his dick instantly grew hard at the information his brain received. His mind went in a daze as he felt his head being grabbed by two paws, and his face being pressed in the very hot crotch of one of his pokemon.

He had no idea who of the two pokemon was about to face-fuck him, and frankly, couldn't tell even if he tried his best. The smell was just too strong, cancelling out all his other senses, as he felt his lips making contact with one of his pokemon's needy pussy. It felt so hot on his face, her juices not helping at all. The pokemon, who was Flareon, started to hump his face slowly, and moaned in contentment.

''Yes! Fuck his face like the bitch he is!'' Fennekin moaned out, masturbating in earnestness. Her pussy was twitching like crazy, and she doubled her effort, her paw going into her heated snatch. ''That's the stuff!'' She added hotly, slowly going over her clit.

Vulpix too, was enjoying the show, but couldn't sit by idly, and moved to Mark's dick, which was already growing hard as a rock. ''You wouldn't mind if I gave it a little lick, while Flareon is fucking your face, right?'' Vulpix asked Mark, who couldn't possibly respond. She knew there was no way in hell he could've heard her, a pokemon's smell was way too strong, and definitely one of a fire type.

She pawed at his underwear, and pulled them down, his mast standing up proudly. It booped her nose, while she gave a heated moan at the sight. ''All for me? Mark, you're so dirty, letting your dick getting sucked by your own pokemon!'' She dirty talked, and gave the tip a wet lick with her hot tongue.

Just for a moment, the sensation was enough to bring him back out of his daze, and he moaned at the feeling of his Vulpix's hot maw. That was sensation was gone the moment he felt Flareon's hot pussy hump at his face again, her fluids invading his open mouth quickly. ''Ahh yes, swallow my juices, Mark!'' She moaned out as she began to speed up.

He didn't have much of a choice, as more liquids invaded his mouth from Flareon's sparkling vent, which he was now forced to swallow. She stopped her frantic humping for a moment, placed her hind legs around his cheeks to keep him in place, and sensually began to drag her pussy all over his face, marking him with her scent. She blushed deeply, enjoying the dominating position she was in. She had her front paws on his head, while she slowly twirled her behind, making sure his face was as deep in her fiery crotch as possible.

''Yes! Keep moving your ass like that! That's so hot!'' Fennekin moaned out, her own pussy as hot and damp as a sauna. The musky scent filled the air, spurring each female on even more. Vulpix had Mark's cockhead in her maw now, and swirled her tongue over it like a tasty treat. His dick was twitching each time she took a swirl of it, and then, would put it out of her mouth, just breathing hot air on it for a moment, before taking it in her maw again, enjoying his scent and taste as much as possible.

Pre was dripping from the tip occasionally, and everytime it happened, Vulpix couldn't help but give his dick a lick, all the way from the bottom of his shaft to the top of his head, quickly lapping up the salty treat, before swallowing it, enjoying the taste immensely, which left her craving for more.

While she was lapping at her toy's hot cockhead, she had a paw between her legs too, moving it in and out her wet snatch furiously, much like Fennekin, who was now panting like crazy. ''Oh yeah, lick that cock! Make it your play thing. You girls definitely know how to handle a male, Ah!'' She moaned out, her blush very evident on her face.

Flareon, who had her pussy juice splattered all over Mark's face now, began to hump him again, this time, only moving her pelvis, just to find that sweet spot. Her clit found Mark's open mouth soon enough, and she carefully began to face-fuck him in that general direction, getting her nub in his mouth where Mark could do nothing but suckle and lick at it gently.

''Such an obedient little pet, sucking on my clit like that!'' She moaned out deeply. Mark, in the meantime, didn't know what was happening. His senses were completely blocked by the horny females in the room and mostly, because of Flareon's heated pussy, who was now moving as fast as she could, giving wet slaps every time it connected with Mark's mouth. She was getting close.

''Ah, I'm about to cum Mark, hmmm. You better swallow what I will be giving you, Ahhh!'' Flareon spoke to her owner, who was now completely her bitch. Mark had her smell all over him, and soon, would be smelling of her even more. With a heated groan, she finally came, and pressed his face as deeply in her pussy as possible. Her walls clamped down, and her hot cum rushed out of her vent, straight into Mark's slutty mouth.

It was almost too hot, and tasted oddly like persim berry, while the spicy aftertaste was gone; it now had a strong musky aftertaste instead. Mark had no other choice but to swallow it, as he almost gagged, but the Flareon did not relent, and kept his face in her hot and bothered crotch, finally able to scratch that itch, moaning and just enjoying the aftershock.

''Aaaahhh Mark! So good, hmmm.'' She moaned out again, Fennekin and Vulpix stopping their acts, just to enjoy that pleasure filled face of Flareon. ''Flareon, keep his face into your crotch like that!'' Fennekin breathed out, so close herself, yet kept it under control. Flareon waited patiently, like she would let go of his face anyway, while Vulpix began to drag her hot cunt over Mark's dick in the meantime, slicking it in her fluids.

Mark moaned out, this new feeling rocketing his already high pleasure levels. He was getting close himself, but Vulpix's teasing didn't help him in the slightest. Finally, Fennekin returned, a hand-held camera in her maw. ''You gotta photograph your best moments, right?'' She grinned, her little trip having created a trail of her sopping cunt juice.

With a click of a button, Mark's embarrassment was complete. The photo was perfect, showing Flareon, tongue lolling out of her mouth in pleasure, and Mark's face deeply buried in her crotch. ''This is gold! We should call it 'Flareon teaching her bitch a lesson'.'' The Kalos pokemon said, grinning widely, while Vulpix nodded in agreement.

At last, Mark's head was released from Flareon's crotch, his abused face sparkled with her cum, and the strong smell was evidence of it, as the fluids dripped from his mouth to the ground below. ''Look at the mess he made!'' Vulpix said, shaking her head. ''He should lap it all up, like the bitch he is! After I'm done with him though!''

''Ohh, you go girl, show him your moves!'' Fennekin stated in euphoria, her paws finding her needy clit again. Mark felt he could finally breathe, but just a little though. Everything tasted and smelled like Flareon's snatch, and before he was able to comprehend the situation he was in, he was changed in position, from his back to his stomach.

His blindfold was still on, and he whimpered as his cock made contact with his bed sheets, he was so close, but he also knew in the new position he was in, there was no way they could pleasure him. He couldn't even hump his bed, thanks to the drug that made his muscles all weak, and using his hands? They were tied neatly behind his back; he had no other choice but to endure.

'Whoever of my pokemon is going next, I need to make sure I get her off as soon as possible. It can't possibly get much worse, and the sooner they're done, the sooner I get to cum too.' Mark thought, not caring that he was forced to give his pokemon cunnilingus anymore. It already happened once, and now, it was going to happen a second time.

Vulpix walked over to Mark's face, her slick cunt even hotter than Flareon's, if that was even possible. Yet again Mark felt two paws grab his head, but this time, because he was on his stomach, they were placed in the back of his neck instead on the top of his head. Vulpix's pussy was already well lubricated, oozing fluids and heat, and Mark felt her hotness engulf his face as he was yet again forced in a pokemon's crotch.

His senses were clouded yet again, as his lips made contact with her damp snatch, Vulpix letting out a heated moan of pleasure. ''Aahh yes, lick my pokemon pussy Mark!'' The fire fox grunted out, and slowly started to hump him. The party boy felt his dick spur at the contact, and moaned out himself, before starting to use his tongue to pleasure his pokemon, the organ finding Vulpix's heated pussy lips.

Fennekin was getting close, letting out cute yips of pleasure at the sight before her, while she moved her paw in and out of her fox cunt, getting it slick with fluids. ''Keep going like that, just...Ah...A bit more, hmmmm'' The Kalos pokemon breathed out in pleasure, finally cumming herself. The state of euphoria was incredible, and she made a mess all over the chair she was sitting in, her hot pokemon fluids splattering it.

Flareon was getting wet herself again, as she too, began to paw at her just used pokemon pussy, which was still very damp, watching her friend humping their owner and Fennekin cumming, her moans of pleasure filled the air. Vulpix's tongue lolled out of her mouth, face-fucking Mark heatedly, her cunt finding his mouth and tongue, while more fluids splattered on his face and in his mouth, mixing it with the flareon's.

His tongue was on her nub, as he too, began to suck it, getting a pleasure filled yelp from his pokemon. ''Good boy Mark! You know exactly what I want, hmmm.'' She moaned out, as she forced Mark to keep sucking on it. The party boy's dick ached so bad, he was certain he was about to cum by the most measly of touches, yet it was painfully ignored by the three fox pokemon, as Vulpix continued to abuse his face.

She started to speed up, her cunt getting hotter. All that earlier masturbating and teasing had brought her so very close, and now, she was about to reach her climax. ''Ready for another hot drink Mark?'' She blushed, not stopping her frantic humping in the slightest. She came with a loud howl, and shoved her pussy as deep against his mouth as possible.

Her pussy cum was even hotter than Flareon's, as Mark got it all in his awaiting mouth, and was forced to swallow it yet again. ''Yeah, drink my pokemon cum, Mark!'' She dirty talked to him, holding his face in her crotch, much like Flareon had done just a moment ago.

''Look at the slut, drinking your fluids like the cum-whore he is.'' Fennekin stated naughtily, as she grabbed her hand-held camera. Just like before, she made a picture, this time, from the heated Vulpix, the angle showing Mark's face perfectly, covered in cum, and his tongue buried deeply in his pokemon's love tunnel.

Vulpix let go of her owner's face, removing her pokemon twat from his mouth, and he coughed. He was sure for a moment that he was about to choke, his face a wet and hot mess. It smelled strongly like a pokemon's cunt, and, if a male pokemon would've been present, he was sure about to have a bad time. Luckily, this was not the case, as his blindfold was finally removed, and he squinted at the sudden light.

'Alright Mark, relax. You just got... Orally raped... Twice, by your own pokemon. Now you only need to win their stupid game, jerk off furiously, and get these pokemon the fuck out of your house.' He thought to himself, the haze finally dissipating. Only problem was, he'd no idea who fucked his mouth first. This was going to be a fifty-fifty.

''Look at him, so vulnerable, so hopeless. What do you say girls? We're not about to let him go just yet, right?'' Fennekin grinned widely, while his Flareon and Vulpix nodded eagerly. Mark's eyes turned wide. 'That was not the fucking deal! You stupid bitch ass pokemon!' He yelled loudly, but only whimpers came out of his mouth.

''What's that? That was not the deal? Too fucking bad! We're your master now, and you'll obey to our commands.'' Fennekin stated dominantly. He whimpered yet again, was this nightmare never going to end? ''But, you want some release as well, right? Luckily, we have two pokemon we are more than eager to give you that.'' Fennekin added matter of factly, and yet again, he was turned from his stomach to his back.

His pole stood at attention in an instant, still wet from Vulpix's earlier teasing. ''You've been a good boy Mark. To make it up to you, we've decided to give you some attention as well.'' Vulpix explained excitedly. Mark's two fox pokemon both gave his rod a nuzzle. While Vulpix put it in her maw again, Flareon began to lick his shaft hotly, letting out heated moans in the process. Mark visibly shuddered, surprised he didn't cum yet at the fantastic pleasure that went through his spine. The feeling was indescribable, and while he would deny he began to enjoy this double blowjob, his body disagreed wholeheartedly.

'Why is this so much better than if a random chick gives me a BJ?' He thought incredulousy, his cock twitching. Was it the hotness of his pokemon's tongues, their scent that clogged his smell and taste buds, the fact he had no saying in it, or, was it some of everything? He decided to let it go, and just enjoy the feeling. Hell, if he'd known his pokemon would've done this years ago, _and_he knew how pleasurable it would've been, he would've agreed instantly.

Now, he could only watch as his pokemon played with his dick like a treat. Vulpix was bobbing her head up and down his shaft right now, while Flareon still licked what was not currently in Vulpix's mouth. He let out a moan again at the sight of his pokemon. His vision was obstructed however, as now, not a blindfold was before his eyes, but Fennekin, shoving her hot cunt in his face. Getting what she wanted, he was about to move his tongue to her snatch, but she stopped him and shook her head.

''Nuh-uh. You first have to clean this mess off of my fur.'' She said sultrily, and raised her hind leg, which was stained with her pussy liquid. He carefully put her paw in his mouth, and began to suckle on it gently, embarrassed he had to clean her like that. He now moved to her leg, and ran his tongue over her fur smoothly, tasting her natural odor and her excess fluids. He was surprised that it tasted very cool, instead of the hot and spicy of his other two pokemon, and quickly lapped up more.

He panted hard, as now, his Vulpix and Flareon took turns, trying to get as much of his dick in their mouths as possible, while he was lapping at Fennekin's hind leg. He reached her ass cheek, and began to smother it as well, while Fennekin wiggled her butt suggestively. ''Move to my other leg, pet!'' She commanded and he obeyed, putting her other paw in his mouth as well.

'I can't believe I'm enjoying this. What's wrong with me?' He cried out weakly, while Fennekin's paw filled his mouth. He gave it one last suck before moving to clean her fur, and gave a surprised grunt as Flareon was able to take him to the hilt, deepthroating him completely. He felt his cock spur in her vibrating and very hot throat, and thought he was about to cum, but instead, only felt that agonizing feeling of need to release and nothing else.

His whimpers became desperate. He should've came right there, all in Flareon's hot throat! Yet nothing happened. Fennekin giggled at him, as now Vulpix managed to deepthroat him, and yet again nothing happened. ''Awww, Mark wants to cum, but can't, can he? I forgot to mention, this drug also makes you unable to cum.'' Fennekin explained with a smug grin, while he still licked her hind leg clean. ''I got a pill that will nullify this effect immediately. But it will come at a cost.''

At this time, Mark didn't care. The feeling of his pokemon's throats was unbearable on his dick, he needed to cum so badly, and whimpered obediently. Fennekin moved her hind leg out of his face, and instead, moved her furry butt in its place, her little asshole puckering. ''Lick it and kiss it! And if you do a good enough job, I will give you this pill.''

'You can't be serious!' He mentally spoke, surprise etching in his voice, and he was about to do it too! Mark Whiteberry, genius, billionaire, playboy and philanthropist, forced to lick a Fennekin's asshole, in exchange for release from a Vulpix and Flareon. He couldn't help but chuckle mentally at the image, and cry simultaneously.

Nonetheless, he complied; the musky smell of the fox was overwhelming. His tongue made contact, and he started to lick her puckered star. ''Ahh yes, good boy Mark.'' She praised him like the good bitch he was. Her asshole was hot, which was to be expected, but oddly tasted like nothing, yet the musk was very evident. Mark grunted in annoyance, his pokemon were making him feel amazing, yet this stupid drug made him unable to satisfy his needs.

He pushed his tongue inside of Fennekin's behind, and moved it in and out, kissing it occasionally. ''You're really doing your best Mark! Good, hmm.'' She panted, her vent already getting excited again. While this was going on, Vulpix and Flareon were still sucking on Mark's cock like crazy. They looked like two sluts who wanted his cum desperately, and they knew it was only a matter of time before they got it.

Mark grunted again, doubling his efforts. He twirled his tongue deep in the Kalos pokemon's butt, and tried to imagine he was French kissing a very hot babe instead, but couldn't help but also feel a twinge of excitement at the lewdness of the act. ''Yes, keep burying your tongue deep into my ass!'' Fennekin moaned, tongue lolling out of her mouth.

The party boy did as he was told, saliva dripping from the pokemon's butt. He panted as he withdrew his tongue, and looked at Fennekin's little opening, wet from his frantic kissing. ''I guess you have deserved this pill then.'' The Kalos pokemon stated, and went to take it from his desk. His other pokemon winked at him seductively, still working his meat like two whores.

''Now, this pill will also make you able to speak again, and when it does, I want you to beg to Flareon and Vulpix for their generosity which they will bestow on you.'' The Fennekin commanded, and popped the pill in his mouth. Immediately, he felt he could move his mouth again, the numbness disappearing, and looked at his pokemon desperately, who now had stopped their acts, and were waiting for him patiently.

Humiliated, his dignity gone, and orally raped by his pokemon... yet Mark didn't give a fuck. He still was about to cum, and that's what mattered, he only had to beg. This act was something new for Mark, he was so used that Jerome filled his every need, he never had to beg for anything. Now was different, and he opened his mouth with a whimper.

''Please, Flareon, Vulpix! I need to cum! Oh Arceus, I know I have treated you like shit, please forgive me, and make me cum like the bitch I am! I want to feel your hot pokemon maws on my dick, you're the only persons I want to feel, so please!''

He didn't know where that sudden confession came from, but the instead he felt their maws; he felt his release building and sighed contently. ''Are we the only persons for you Mark? Do you want to cum all over our faces and in our mouths, Hmm?'' They spoke heatedly, jerking him off furiously while they already had their maws open, just waiting for his load. He could only nod, it was true, they were his one and only. He know understood what he was missing, it was the emptiness of his pokemon that he had forgotten over the years. How could he have been so stupid?

Finally, he felt his release, and grunted out in pure pleasure, as load after load landed on his pokemon's faces. They tried to catch as much as they could in their mouths, the rest landing on their fur, creating a sticky mess. He panted loudly and he swore. ''Arceus... That was so satisfying!'' The pokemon giggled, and decided to put on a little show. They kissed each other ferociously, lapping his cum from their fur and swapping it in each other's mouth.

Mark could only watch in silence, as his pokemon played with his cum, before they showed their messy mouths at him, and swallowed it audibly. His dick gave a twitch at the display, and couldn't help but mutter, ''Hot.''

After that, Mark realized what he'd done to them over the years. His own pokemon, abused like he didn't give a fuck about them, and he really didn't! He felt disgusted with himself, blaming his pokemon for the absence of his parents, and neglected them just to make himself feel better. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he began to cry softly.

''I'm so sorry! I should never have treated you like the way I did. I don't deserve you guys at all! Please forgive me.'' The forlorn human pleaded. His pokemon felt pity for him, and nuzzled his head gently. ''We accept your apology Mark.'' Vulpix said, Flareon nodding in turn.

''T-thank you! I swear I'll make it up to you. I'll please you girls every night if I have to!'' He stated, more than happy to do so, his sudden love which he had lost for them returning tenfold. ''You don't have to Mark. We love you, just helping us out occasionally will be enough.'' They winked at him, to which he blushed. He knew their relationship was going to make a sudden one-eighty.

''So... Could you girls release me now?'' He asked hopefully. Flareon and Vulpix looked at each other before giggling, leaving the room, which only held Fennekin and Mark now. ''Sorry party boy, but I'm not done with you yet.'' The fox snickered, and Mark deadpanned at her remark. ''You're joking right? I've learnt my lesson! I licked your butthole for Arceus sake!'' He screamed out loudly.

''Yes, all true. But even if you've learned your lesson, punishment is still in order.'' She sing-songed to him.

''You're telling me, after all that you did to me, that wasn't the punishment? What are you going to do then?'' He challenged her, which he immediately regretted.

She opened the wardrobe, and produced two sets of clothes. One leather spandex suit, which was obviously for Fennekin looking at the size, and... A maid outfit, completely with stockings and thong. ''Do you like it? Jerome gave me a spare one just for you.'' She said naughtily to him.

Mark laughed, but from the inside he was crying. ''Am I not humiliated enough? Now you want to put me in a maid outfit?'' He asked her, to which she growled. ''Shut it pet, or else I have to shut your mouth for you with one of my toys. You wouldn't want that, now would you?'' She said smugly, the spandex hugging her body nicely. It showed off every contour of her body, including her damp cunt and puckered asshole.

The birthday boy immediately shut up after that, he was sure to neither get a ball gag, or worse, a dildo in his mouth, and decided to be wise. ''Good, now I'm going to put you in this nice outfit.'' Fennekin said with glee.

After some mild effort, Mark's transformation was complete, his humiliation reaching a peak. The thong was a see-through, not covering his dick at all, which had grown hard again, and it crept between his ass cheeks. The dress was way too short, and the stockings only reached til his kneecaps. Fennekin beamed at Mark though, and slapped his ass in approval.

''You look so cute, maid. But look around you, this place is a mess.'' True to her word, his room almost looked like a slip-n-slide, why did pokemon produce so many fluids! ''Clean it all up with your tongue; I don't want to see a single droplet left!'' While she said this, she had released him from his ropes, and he felt he could move again, albeit very weakly.

He didn't question her, and started his work, bending over to drag his tongue over his own floor, lapping up the fox' pussy liquids like a dog. His dress crept upward, giving Fennekin a nice view of his ass, which she slapped again. He grunted, for such a little pokemon, she could hit pretty hard, her paws leaving red prints on them.

Mark didn't even feel disgusted anymore at the taste; he had so much, he got used to it. ''Your cute butt is missing something, and I know just the thing!'' Fennekin beamed hotly. Mark didn't dare question her, that would only make things worse, and just continued to lap up his pokemon's bodily fluids obediently. She returned, and showed him the item in her maw: a Fennekin tail butt plug.

No! That was crossing a line! He was about to object, but held his tongue. 'Shut up, you stupid. Otherwise, you make it only worse! Just take it like a man!' He mentally berated himself, trying to hide his nervousness. He gave a little jerk when he felt Fennekin remove the thong from his butthole, and mentally prepared himself, as he felt the butt plug hitting the outside of it. ''Don't worry, this won't hurt at all!'' Fennekin soothed the young man, getting excited herself.

She pushed it in slowly and Mark grunted in pain. Luckily, it didn't need to go in that far, but the object stretched his butthole nonetheless. ''Look at you! So cute with that tail up your butt!'' She giggled at him, and slapped his ass again. Mark continued to groan in pain as the Fennekin spanked his behind, his cheeks getting glaringly red.

After a while, he was done cleaning up the mess, Fennekin having spanked his ass all the way, and the floor looked as clean as ever. His butt stung, his dignity was non-existent, and his dick was as hard as a rock again, being neglected at the moment, yet Mark didn't care. He would take this punishment, and then show his Vulpix and Flareon how much they really meant to him.

''That's enough. Get up the bed, time for your reward!'' Fennekin told him. He obeyed, the butt plug still snuggled firmly between his ass cheeks, as he lay on his back. ''You can take that butt plug out now, if you'd like.''

She didn't have to tell him twice, and removed the object from his rectum. He felt relieved, as the spandex wearing fox moved over to his dick. ''You know, you haven't made me cum yet, but that's about to change.'' She gave him a lusty stare, her eyes half lidded.

''I want your hot dick, Mark. And you're going to give that to me.'' She commanded, tearing a hole in her spandex suit at her private parts, and started coating his dick in her juices.

''Take me, Fennekin! Show me who's in charge, make me your bitch!'' He moaned out now, actually enjoying his submissive role, while the fox lined his dick with her extremely hot cunt.

She didn't waste any time, and took him to the hilt in one go. They both moaned out in pleasure, her love tunnel extremely tight on his aching dick. He was surprised she managed to take him fully, and now, she started to bounce slowly up and down, getting accompanied at the intruder.

''You like getting fucked by pokemon, don't you Mark?'' She dirty talked to him, Mark agreeing with her statement.

''Yes! I like your wet pokemon pussy, let me shoot all my cum deep inside you.'' He admitted, now really enjoying Fennekin's dirty talk, she was bouncing like mad, wet slaps echoing in his room.

''Then do it! Fill me up; shoot your hot load in my depts. I want it feeling oozing out of me!'' The horny fox commanded, her lusty gaze on the submissive human. Her humping grew erratic, her breath hot as she blushed, and she howled as she came before Mark. Her walls clamped down, hugging Mark's dick much like the spandex was doing to her body. Tighter even, his dick was squeezed in her wet folds, just demanding to be milked for all he was worth.

''N-no fair, your human endurance is incredible.'' The Kalos pokemon breathed out, riding his dick on cloud nine. Mark snorted, his endurance wasn't anything special, she just had a thing for humans, and he couldn't help but feel a little in charge again when he told her this, even if he was still in a maid's outfit. ''You have a fetish for humans, don't you?''

She huffed in annoyance at the statement, blushing even deeper. ''Shut it! Just cu-hgn-m already~'' The Fennekin panted, as the human grinned widely at his little victory. Not much later, he started to moan loudly, as he too, came for the second time, his semen shooting deep in Fennekin's pussy. He puffed out loudly, he was spent, as was Fennekin, who plopped down on top of him, not even bothering to remove her snatch from his dick.

They stayed like that, before Mark felt the overwhelming urge of sleep take over. He just closed his eyes, and let his brain do the rest.

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He awoke with a start, and felt he could completely move his body again. ''Man, I never knew how great it is just to move...'' He muttered before looking around, he was still in his maid's clothes, but he didn't care. Fennekin was nowhere to be found, but what transpired last night was very evident on his body. His entire crotch area was sticky, as was his face. The latter felt like it was glued together, and the musky smell in his room was still very overwhelming.

Mark opened his windows, quickly took a shower, and dressed himself in normal clothes. After he was done, he pressed the button on his desk. ''Jerome! Get here with my pokemon immediately.'' He said loudly. Soon, his butler and his pokemon entered the room. They both yipped at him, trying their best to keep a neutral face, while Jerome responded like he always would.

''Young master, I have brought you, Flareon and Vulpix.'' Mark nodded, but soon raised a brow afterwards. ''Where's my Fennekin?'' He asked his butler. ''Unfortunately, said Fennekin had an unknown disease, and had to be transported back to Kalos immediately.'' He explained.

''Aha, luckily, I didn't touch the filthy thing too much then.'' He stated, unable to keep his face serious. Flareon and Vulpix were snickering now, while Mark went on. ''I see Vulpix and Flareon are healed quickly, care to explain Jerome?'' He questioned the old man, who had a response ready.

''It appears Vulpix and Flareon were not infected with the pokeflu after all. My sincerest apologies for the misinformation, it won't happen again, young master.'' He said stoic, his face not giving away an inch, to which Mark nodded again. ''You know Jerome, something very odd has happened to me last night in my room.''

The butler didn't say anything. This was it, was he going to lose his job? Mark's intellect was incredible; surely, he must've figured it out, if the pokemon didn't mention his name last night already.

''Yes, what happened has opened my eyes, and now, I want you to do one thing...'' The butler held his breath, Mark's pokemon grinning widely, seeing through their owner's facade. ''I want you to place a big advertisement in every newspaper! Tell the world this villa is now a pokemon shelter for every pokemon in need!''

''W-Will do immediately, young master!'' Jerome stuttered out surprised, quickly going to work. His pokemon smiled at him, while he opened his arms for a hug. ''Come here girls!'' He laughed as they jumped in his arms and quickly began to lick his face. He nuzzled them close, his ache in his heart finally gone.

Not far from the villa, Henry was watching with his binoculars in a tree, Fennekin in his lap. ''Mark my man. This will the beginning of your new life.'' He muttered to himself, petting the Kalos pokemon gently. ''Isn't that right, Fennekin?'' She yipped happily in agreement, enjoying Henry's touch.

''Two down, six to go.''