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Andy wiped his brow, pleasantly spent in the glow of the afternoon sun. It was a lovely late spring day, sunny without being harsh, warm without being oppressive. The daycare worker leaned against his long-handled scrub-brush, happy at the sight of the work he’d done.
The pastures of the daycare near Verdanturf Town were rolling and lovely, with happy pokemon frolicking everywhere. He had always wanted to spend a career working with pokemon. As a boy growing up in Mauville, he’d considered being a professional battler, perhaps even a Gym Leader. That had fallen off when it’d become apparent he had neither the talent for high-stakes battling nor the time to raise an entire team of pokemon. But when he’d learned about the daycare center opening up near the small town not far from Mauville, he’d jumped at the opportunity.
He didn’t mind his hometown, not at all—but Mauville was crowded and noisy and bright at all hours. Andy had quickly learned that he wanted an environment that was softer, less brash and noisy, more attuned with nature. He’d interned at the daycare center as soon as he’d hit his 20s, and moved to Verdanturf when the internship had pivoted to a proper position. He still visited his folks back home more often than not, though.
The daycare was a place where self-designated carers like him worked to care for and raise pokemon whose trainers were too busy (or had too many teammates) to do so themselves. Officially, they were just supposed to make sure the pokemon were healthy and received both human and pokemon companionship. But such places were also where breeding took place—and in many cases, this was the main reason trainers sought their services.
“Andy! Everything in order?” The proprietor, an aging man with heavy spectacles and a head like a boiled egg, barked at him. The young man wiped his brow again and glanced over his shoulder.
“Yes, boss! Burrs all swept up, everything cleared of loose scales and fur from last session. Feel free to let ‘em out now.”
“Good lad! Let’s get to it then.” And as Andy backed away from the edge of the pasture, his boss allowed the pens to open, which in turn allowed hordes of horny pokemon to bound out.
They quickly paired off in egg groups; the daycare made sure to allow pokemon of specific egg groups to socialize with one another in order to incentivize breeding. Terrafirma the Lairon trotted over and presented herself to Hyperion the Sceptile, crooning in an attempt to catch his attention. Cobalt the Minun and Seagrass the Marill (green, unlike his species’ normal colorations) were rutting like weasels.
Even now, after spending the better part of a year seeing pokemon fuck almost every single workday, the sheer verve and energy which some of his charges took to mating brought a color to Andy’s cheeks. He’d never considered himself a prude, but pokemon could go at it with such overt, uncompromising passion that even the most debauched imaginings of humans seemed tame in comparison.
(Andy found himself blushing even deeper as he watched the intricacies of their trysts, and there was a small flutter of intrigue down in his pants that quickly heralded a tightening presence there. He grunted and reached down to try and tug his boxers with what he hoped was subtlety, trying to give his cock more space to grow and to ease the comfort of it all. He hoped that none of the other workers knew he got hot and bothered from watching pokemon fuck, to say nothing of his bosses. That could be a career-ender for sure.)
As he surveyed the scene before him, he paused, realizing that one pokemon was refusing to submit to her paramour. Most of the daycare’s residents were short-term; they were watched for a week or two while trainers were indisposed, or were entered specifically for breeding sessions. But about a third of their denizens were long-term entries who spent most if not all of their time in the daycare. One of those, the Seviper maiden Alu, had been giving them trouble recently.
She had always been a proud, standoffish pokemon whose opinions of other pokemon could best be described as “aloof superiority” if not “icy contempt.” She got along well enough with her human handlers, however, and seemed fond of them, eschewing the company of fellow pokemon to spend time around the daycare workers. Andy himself had quickly become her favorite.
But there was a complication that had arisen last week. Her heat—which was less common in her than in mammalian pokemon, but as consequence could be far more powerful in the long term—had manifested, causing her to grow tetchy and distracted. A new daycare worker had foolishly attempted to pair her up with another pokemon in her egg group… a Zangoose.
That had been an unmitigated disaster.
After the furious, bickering mons had been separated, it’d been Andy’s job to calm Alu down. He’d managed it through hours of comforting and sweet-talking, pointing out that until she was bred, her heat would just grow worse and worse, and asking if she might at least consider allowing someone—who wasn’t a Zangoose—to breed her. Despite her angry contempt, she’d finally seemed to come around to the idea.
But now as an eager-to-please Bagon was propositioning her, Alu gazed coldly down at him with utmost contempt. Unbothered by the flurry of sexual activity that hurricaned around her, she rebuffed the small dragon’s attempts to get her to mate with him before slinking out of the breeding pasture and into her private enclosure with an air of wounded dignity. The humiliated Bagon took to leaning against a post and masturbating away with both hands, trying desperately to sate the need to breed that’d built up in him.
Andy watched the entire thing unfold, leaning on his long-handled brush with a look of consternation, and as he did he caught sight of Alu glancing back at him from within her enclosure. She’d tilted her head just enough to allow her to side-eye the worker, and her long, forked tongue flitted in and out between her fangs, as it tasting the air. When she realized Andy was looking at her, she shifted her position to showcase her plump, swollen cloaca at the part where the trunk of her body ended and her thinner tail began, almost as if taunting him with the knowledge that she refused to be bred. He knuckled his forehead, concerned.
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That evening, as the daycare workers gathered around for a dinner in the area’s ranch-like dining hall, he broached his concern about Alu’s continued reluctance to breed. The daycare owner set aside his chopsticks, braiding his fingers together as he listened.
“Well, regardless of her pride, she needs to be bred,” he said. “When reptilians get the urge, it can be a mighty big mess if they don’t sate it before long. They act out more and more and can even grow aggressive towards other pokemon. And since she’s a female, we can’t just provide a hole to shove a cock in like we could a male,” he continued, seemingly oblivious to the sudden blushes and colored cheeks on the faces surrounding him. “She needs to acquire an egg.”
“I understand,” Andy replied. “But that Bagon was the meekest, most inoffensive male in her egg groups we could find—and as last week’s disaster proved, a more forceful male wouldn’t be to her benefit either.”
“We’re in a right pickle,” the daycare head said, pushing up his glasses. “Andy, you get along best with her out of all the workers. Why not visit her tonight while the heat’s still relatively manageable and see if you can figure out some sort of compromise? Get a handle on her needs, see if there’s any mon that suits her fancy. We’ll rent one from outside the daycare if we have to.”
Andy nodded; he wanted to see this through, and not just because of his job. He was close to Alu, and didn’t want her to struggle under her heat. “Will do, sir.”
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That night, Andy headed for Alu’s enclosure. He was still dressed in his work clothes: a dark-colored tee beneath solid, spring-green overalls and a matching hat worn over his dark hair. He sighed and allowed himself in.
Alu was awake and coiled on herself, ruby-red eyes narrowed. Her tongue tasted the air a few times.
“Hey, Alu,” the worker said as he entered her enclosure. He smiled at her. Of all the long-term denizens of the daycare, Alu had the most truculent personality, and even a solitary misstep could lead to weeks of bad blood. Thankfully, he’d never upset her that he’d known of, but he’d still need to be careful. “So that little Bagon wasn’t interesting you, eh?”
“Sssssssssssss.” Alu hissed overtly and uncoiled herself, slowly curling around the human. Her smooth scales brushed against his legs with a pressure that was both confident and gentle.
“Right… well, I can’t blame you. That little guy can be pretty insistent! But uh, the thing is… you’ve got to allow another mon to mate you. I know you haven’t borne any eggs before, but I also don’t think you’ve dealt with heat like this. It’s only going to get worse! Now, I know the encounter with the Zangoose last week wasn’t ideal—”
Alu hissed again, sharper and more piercingly this time, and her voice cut him off. The message was clear: to say the encounter was unideal was the understatement of the century.
Disheartened (and yet glad that he wasn’t the one responsible for that disastrous pairing), Andy rubbed the back of his head a few times. “So, uh… I want to work with you. Can we figure out who you’d like to partner with, the two of us?” Alu fixed him with a merciless gaze and he stumbled on. “So, what about Hyperion? He’s a powerful pokemon just like you, and—”
Alu cut him off with a snort, flicking her blade-tipped tail dismissively in the air. Next, came the clear implication.
“Okay… how about the Girafarig, Lylyl? Plenty of other mons in the Field egg group tend to like him.”
“Ksssshhhh!” Alu hissed again, shaking her head. She was pickier than an irate mother-in-law. Andy sighed.
“Okay, okay. Maybe Tann?” The Zigzagoon was a new addition to the daycare. “You could show him the ropes, help him fit in among the—”
“Kssssssshhhaaawwwwww!” Alu’s high, angry voice made her point clear. Against his better judgment, Andy lost his temper.
“Well, who is it you want then?! You can’t just turn down every single male in the daycare, you need to deal with this heat or it’s going to be a big problem, Alu! Do you have someone in mind? Should we rent a mon from outside the daycare? What’s it gonna be?”
Alu seemed astonished at the fire in his voice, but after a moment the old confidence returned, along with a newer, almost sultry look. She edged close to Andy and angled her body to show off her cloaca, just as she had this morning.
“Yes, yes, I know you’re needy, that’s the problem. We need to figure out who’s gonna—”
Trilling with wordless, superior laughter, Alu unfurled herself and, to Andy’s surprise, tightly wound around him. This was not just a caress, but the sort of squeeze at which serpents excelled. She undulated tight around his body, binding his arms to his sides and making him waver uncertainly, and raised her face to fill his gaze. Still smiling, the Seviper allowed her tongue to flit out again, this time teasing the feathery-sensitive tips of Andy’s lips, and she pressed her cloaca against his trousers, sandwiching his cock between her grasp and his own body.
And immediately, Andy understood. “Wha—m-me?!” he stammered. Alu just rolled with sibilant laughter, the gesture making her body ripple with motion, and then curled up even closer to him. Her vise-like grip around him tightened further, making it clear he wasn’t getting out of her grasp without a fight—or without sating her first.
Andy felt almost dizzy; not from the pressure, oh no. Alu was far too controlled to ever endanger him like that. No, his dizziness came from Alu’s own forwardness and the realization that what she wanted was for him to fuck her. No, more than that—for him to breed her.
Oh heavens, he thought.
Human/pokemon trysts weren’t unknown, but they were taboo in the extreme, considered a relic of an older, less enlightened era—an era where humans and pokemon sat at the same table as husband and wife, marrying one another.
Folktales from that time insinuated that pokemon could breed humans, and vice-versa, but few had ever wanted to put that notion to the test.
Andy licked his lips, well aware of the stiffness between his legs. His cock was tenting again, pushing insistently against its constraints and leaving him feeling distracted and worked-up. The truth was, of course, that he was interested in pokemon. He’d never actually acted on those feelings, but there they were. He thought he’d covered them well, and perhaps to his boss and other humans he had done so, but to Alu, it seemed he’d been an open book. The Seviper, still coiled tight around Andy’s body, smiled even more deeply and pressed in hard against him, nuzzling her needy cunt against his cock. The juices from her body began to soak into Andy’s clothes, leaving him with a warm, distracting sensation.
“Alu…” he said, finally finding his voice. “We’ve got to be careful, you know. If I do knock you up, we’ll need to pretend it was another pokemon that did it. No one can know it was us.”
She all but rolled her eyes, but smiled in affirmation and dipped her face closer to his. Andy gulped. “Alu…”
Her tongue met his lips once more and with a moan the twentysomething opened them, allowing the serpentine beast to push into him as a kiss. Her tongue was smaller than his, but longer, and the forked tip teased and needled against his cheeks and the roof of his mouth. She tasted faintly salty with an undercurrent of bitterness, and as some of her saliva leaked off of her into his mouth, he felt a faint buzzing sensation.
She’s venomous, he realized. Even her tongue… I’ll have to be careful. But the knowledge that Alu could bring venom to bear with him didn’t scare off Andy, as it might’ve to lesser men. Instead, his heart galloped with a sudden thrill. He’d heard that some species of Poison-type pokemon had their venoms illicitly sold in certain shops as, ahem, ‘marital aids.’ It seemed he would get to taste of some of that himself.
Alu withdrew from his mouth, very teasingly nibbling at his lip with one fang as she did. A gleaming, faint purple trail connected their tongues for the whisper of a moment. Andy spoke with confidence.
“I’m going to need to get out of these clothes to fuck you, Alu,” he said. “So you’re going to have to unwind…”
“Kllsss-ssss-ssss…” A soft laugh reverberated through the Seviper and she unbound herself, allowing Andy to wield his limbs once more. With automatic movement, the young man unclipped his overalls and dropped them down around his ankles, stepping out. His boxers were distorted from the sheer insistence of his erect cock, the front off-colored from the pre he’d been smearing in there, and with Alu watching eagerly, he dug his fingers under the waistband and tugged that low as well.
His cock sprang free. Amidst a tangle of black pubes it emerged long and triumphant, foreskin retracted to show off the full glory of it. Eyes sparkling with excitement, Alu dipped her head forward and licked some of his precum eagerly, causing Andy to tense and shudder as she slurped it down. The touch of her venom-laden tongue against his glans was enough to set a whispering, pleasurable burn creeping down his cock, and his cheeks colored as he gasped. “Ohhhhh Alu, that’s it… that’s the way… your venom, it’s…”
“Ksssvvvv?” she trilled inquisitively. “Passsshhhhh…”
Before Andy knew it, her bladed tail darted forward and nicked the back of his leg. The sensation barely hurt and Andy gasped more from the shock of it as anything else, and as Alu drew her tail back, smirking eagerly, he realized that something was happening:
Venom was spreading from the nick all through the rest of him, leaving him quickly feeling flushed and needy and sensitive. His skin crackled with stimulus and it felt like the faintest breeze would be enough to tip him over into orgasm. He panted desperately, wondering if he could maintain his composure like this. The venom burned, but it wasn’t a burn of pleasure. It was as if he was rediscovering what arousal even was. The hair on his arms stood on end, and his forehead beaded with sweat, and his cock throbbed with need, desperate to find a warm, welcoming snatch to plunge itself into.
“A-Alu, I… I, nnnf… hhaahhh…” He exhaled sharply, barely able to speak considering his arousal, warm and flushed and desperate. “I can barely… keep it together…”
Alu just looked smugly triumphant, as if exulting that she’d managed to tempt a human and corrupt him with the joys of poke-sex. And they hadn’t even done the deed fully yet!
The venom throbbing in his body and leaving him light-headed, Andy stepped back as if to rest, and Alu lunged. She was a viper, after all; a predatory snake. And if a mate was a different sort of ‘prey,’ she was still more than willing to follow her instincts.
Her supple, powerful body spiraled around his form, once again tightening his legs and pinning his arms to his side. She was an expert at this. It didn’t hurt, not in the slightest, yet the pressure was uncontestable. He wouldn’t be able to free himself without her permission, that much was certain. This time, instead of just holding still around him, Alu seductively undulated her body across his form in a whorl of rippling scales. Her strong coils draped across his shoulder, wound around his waist, curved playfully under his arm, spiraled around his leg. She continued the movement, head chasing her tail as if she were alluding to infinity.
The sensation was unreal. Her cool, smooth scales gliding over his flesh would’ve been erotic at even the normal sensation, the pressure and alien touch erotic. But envenomed as Andy was? The touch was overpowering. Sheer bliss caressed his body, making him seize up, and he gasped for air, borderline overstimulated as he rode out the sensations. The venom sparked in his blood, leaving him aroused beyond belief. His cock was so hard it almost hurt, and he could feel his heartbeat thundering away. More pre was gelling out of him, dribbling down his length and making one hell of a mess.
And this was evidently to Alu’s liking. With a joyful snicker, the snake angled her body so that her cloaca—plump-lipped and soaking, warm and inviting—pressed up against Andy’s now-exposed shaft. Playfully, she humped against him, rubbing her needy muff against his massive length and leaving the young man whimpering and whining for stimulation. He tried to hike his hips forward and push into her, but the Seviper’s grip on him was too strong, and he was unable to do more than tremble in her grasp.
“A-Alu… please…” he moaned. The snake hissed again, her laughter rich and melodious, and angled her cloaca near his shaft. Teasingly, she brought it down.
Andy pierced her muff; not the whole of him, only the tip. She was warm and indulgent around him, borderline intoxicating, and the young man gasped and moaned desperately. He focused on his cock and the tip flared a bit, provoking a pleasured murr from the sultry viper, and her warm snake-hole squeezed tight around him for a moment. The gesture was teasing and seemed to hint that there would be more to come, but…
“Stop t-teasing me,” Andy pleaded. “Oh Alu… I’m so h-horny right now…”
Admitting that to her was a mistake. Confidently, the Seviper angled her body as if to lift off of him, provoking a needy whine from the young man. She held there, still coiled tightly as he wriggled in a desperate attempt to plunge deeper, and laughed again before sliding back down—and then she kept sliding.
Her warmth slid all the way down Andy’s generous shaft, making him moan as her scales kissed the tangle of hair near his base. With her long, tubelike body, it was as if she was made for taking cock. She held there, hissing herself, and luxuriated in the sensation.
Then, she began undulating.
Her body swyffed back and forth, hiking up his inches before snapping back down. The gesture filled them both with bliss, Alu’s tongue lapping the air and Andy shivering with delight. The sensation of her riding his cock—the there-and-gone-again feeling of her warmth and pressure around his manhood—was incredible. The normal sensations of pleasurable sex, a light-hearted skip of enjoyment on the skin of his cock and a deeper, throbbing pleasure within the muscles, were accentuated by the kiss of Alu’s venom. His heart hammered in his chest, flushing his body with pleasure, and he could feel orgasm building behind him like a tsunami. Amidst the morass of sensation overcoming him, the young man realized something:
I’m about to do it. I’m about to cum in Alu… seed her… breed her! I’m about to knock up a pokemon!
“Alu, I… I’m so c-close…” he stammered. He struggled to hold it together. “Oh Arceus, I’m gonna…”
With a trilling, triumphant keen, Alu resumed plunging her cloaca against him. She snapped back and forth with an almost unreal pace, her long body eagerly accepting everything that Andy had to offer. When she tugged up she would squeeeeze along with it, the pressure nearly driving him mad as it felt that she was tugging him up by the cock.
More than once she held around his tip and rested there, swirling her slit around him as she corkscrewed against his body. A few more times she slammed all the way home and held there before pressing and grinding her form against Andy’s hips, making the young man feel overwhelmed from the pressure. Her insistent presses spurred needy pleasure deep within his body and built it against the base of his cock, like a dam about to burst.
The warmth of her body seemed to peak and Andy could feel her fluttering around him as well, her walls tangoing against his dick. He was positive she was close too…
Her head rose back within his field of view and he saw that her face was flushed and colorful even despite her dark, plummy scales. She was panting faintly and her mouth was arched in a lusty grin. She nuzzled under his chin and tickled her tongue against his neck…
And then, with one particularly insistent squeeze, that proved enough for them both.
Groaning as all the arousal that Alu had kindled in him finally found release, Andy choked for breath as he sputtered cum into the reptile’s waiting womb. Alu hissed high and satisfactorily and her long, solitary squeeze devolved into a series of intermittent, desperate flutters as she came herself. Warm slick flushed into her hole, cradling Andy’s shaft and spattering down beneath them, and her walls tugged insistently at him a few more times, milking him for as much as he was worth.
Finally spent, the two of them flopped together in her enclosure. Alu was no longer fully wrapped around Andy, but she was still draped across and around him like a feather boa, and was still riding the young man’s cock as he pumped a last few spurts into her for good measure.
Despite how tired he was post-orgasm, the venom still burned in his flesh, and Andy moaned, realizing that he was probably only just getting started towards sating his need. He wasn’t sure how long Seviper venom lasted, but something told him it was to the tune of hours.
“We should be planning on how to hide this,” he moaned, rubbing his face in his hands. His muscles felt weak. “Figuring out who your pokemon ‘babydaddy’ is going to be. Making sure that I have plausible deniability… I don’t want to lose my job…”
Alu raised her head in an amused fashion, still grinning, and Andy knew that those necessary actions would take a while before occurring. “But first,” he muttered, “it won’t be long before I need a round two.” She trilled happily, and something told Andy that she’d anticipated this. “You rascal,” he chided, though his heart wasn’t in it.
Her smile only deepened.