WARNING: Incest, Yaoi, Underage. Don't like, don't read!
I'll probably refrain from making these kinds of stories in the future, but I can't get this idea out of my head so I decided to write it anyway. I'm sorry if I offend anybody with this story, but I still hope you will enjoy it (although I felt like my writing wasn't up to top shape in this fic).
You can find a more complete author's note at the end of this story.

Cree: Jolteon, Male (Lex considers him a female)

Lex: Eevee, Male

Claire: Leafeon, Female

Painful Malady, Sinful Remedy (Chapter 1: Family Bonding)

Cree ran with purpose. He ran through the rain and mud, the jolteon's feet gliding through the ground with such poise and speed that all anybody could see was almost a streak of yellow light, pouncing across the birch forest. His ears twitched every time he hears the screams of pokémon in the far off distance. It was his wife's, he was sure of it.

"CREE!", a faint, desperate voice managed to slip through the impenetrable roar of the rain, bouncing off the hills and trees. Slips and falls didn't weaken the jolteon's resolve, bleeding and soaking wet, he kept running to the direction of the pleads for help. This is more than him and his wife, this is for their future children, for the future of their family.

The jolteon flew out of the trees and onto a clearing, swiftly glancing around in panic. "Claire! Claire! Where are you?!" he shouted in desperation. Immediately, he caught a bright flash of light by the corner of his eye, "I'm coming! Hang on!", he ran towards the light source as fast as he can, every second counts. He ran to the shade of a flaming birch tree, his eyes burning as it caught the ashes and smoke from the burning timber, but the pain didn't prepare him enough for what he saw next. Claire, his wife. her body seared and cut open, laying on the ground. The leafeon's soft cream-coloured fur reduced to sooty black ash, her face stuck in an expression of fear, the tears on her eyes still fresh.

Cree knew she was gone. A part of his life was gone. He was too slow, too weak, to save her. His mouth was squirming but no words can come out of it, all he did was close her eyelids with his paws, as is customary, and stared at her corpse, speechless, emotions swirling in his mind and cancelling each other out. Empty. Scattered all around them were broken egg shells, their future children, murdered so mechanically, ruthlessly.

The Houndoom pack got her. Those soulless bastards! I- I'm sorry Claire. I'm sorry I failed you. I'm sorry…

Cree nuzzled the top of her head, the smell of death and fire making him sick to the stomach, but he still needed to do it. He rolled her body to the side, but he found something else in the act. An egg, nestled in a small hole that she hid under her, the last remaining piece of their love. Cree felt a sense of duty embodied in this egg, a future.

Our legacy continues with this egg, Claire. I promise I'll protect it, I'll be stronger next time, I'll be better next time…

3 months later…

A young eevee hides silently in a bed of daisies. Giggling and glancing around, looking for something, looking for someone…

"HAH!" Cree jumped and tackled the young eevee from behind grabbing and savagely cuddling him in the forest clearing. "I'm a predator! I'm gonna eat you!" Cree roared jokingly as they rolled around the grass, keeping his son in a nice firm hug while he does so.

"Eevees like you are gonna be reeaall tasty!"

"Hehehe! Your tail will make a nice fur coat!"

And they just laughed and laughed and laughed, father and son clearly enjoying their little playtime.

After a few minutes of some intense cuddling, the two furry pokémon just laid peacefully there, on the grass. Cree closed his eyes, in this new-found peace, he finally had time to contemplate what has happened in the three months since that, horrid accident. He's been working his ass off to upheld the promise he made for Claire, hunting all day to feed his only child, their only child.

"hoahhh, mum…?"

He still thinks I'm his mother.. Oh Arceus, how am I going to tell him..

"Yes, dear?" Cree replied, a small blush appearing just beneath his cheeks' yellow fur, no matter how much Lex has called him that, he still feels a little bit embarrassed every time he does so. Eevees usually grow up near their mother, with their father preoccupied with hunting for at least a year of their early lives. But without Claire.. he needed to be the one for him.

He wasn't… the most masculine male, anyway, his slim, trim frame could easily pass off for any female. But more than any other thing, he cared for his son, he wants him to lead a normal life. He still remembered the pain that he endured himself when he was younger, a young eevee walking alone, never experiencing the warm, tender touch of a mother. He didn't want Lex to ever feel the same way.

"I saw something weird yesterday…"

What Lex said piqued Cree's interest, is this it? The quintessential time in every parents' life? When he has to talk to him about the bees and the birds?

"Mind sharing it, dear?" Cree asked with his pointy ears perked up. His attention fully on his precious baby.

"Umm so, there was a vulpix with their mother, and they were... sucking on her mother's belly?"

"O-oh, that's called nursing, dear, it's when, umm, mommies share some of their milk to their little pups!" Cree's blush grew redder, he knows what his son is going to ask next.

Oh please.. Arceus! I tried my best to be a good mother! But I can't nurse.. If he finds out, I'll, I-

"Milk? Is that tasty?" Cree gulped, as his blush grew even redder

"Y-yes.. it's tasty, b-but I think it's best for u-us if we eat that magi-"

"Can I have some of your milk? Mama?"

Cree felt like he was starting to faint. He tried his best to suppress his embarrassment and maintain his composure, but what is he going to do next? His son matters so much to him, he loves him as much as he loved Claire. If he finds out the truth about him and his mother… He didn't know how he'll cope with it, such a fragile, delicate soul… Claire would be ashamed of him if that happens. He knew he only had one choice..

Arceus, forgive me for what I am about to do, this is for my child, for Claire watching me up above.. I'm sorry..

"errhm, of course dear… mama will do anything for you.." Cree uttered in the most motherly voice he could muster, he somehow felt touched by the sincerity of his words. Because he knew he really meant it.

He hesitated at first, panicking and hastily trying to think of an alternative option. But before long he mustered up the courage to do it.

Cree, you need to do this. This is for your own son. Whatever happens today, it's for his own good.

Laying on his side, Cree delicately spread his forelegs and hind legs apart, exposing his soft, furry yellow belly, four small nipples barely poking out of it. He somehow felt like… an inferior female. He was so disappointed in himself, after being a mother for three months, he truly hoped he was born a female, he wanted to nurse his young like one, like a 'real' mother..

Oh Lex.. I'm so sorry I can't be a real mother to you..

"D-dear? do you see those things poking out of m-mama's belly? Those are mama's n-nipples, if you s-suckle on it, you can get your milk."

Lex was genuinely excited, if mama's milk was as tasty as he imagined, he wanted it as quickly as he can get it! Cree blushed as he watched his son happily crawling towards his exposed nipples. He was shivering in expectation, he knew this was going to feel.. pleasurable, but he must not let it show, he needs to hold back his lust, or the thing between his legs is going to.. make this even more awkward.

Lex sniffed at his mother's nipple, he can't wait to get his milk! He took a quick, experimental lick. Cree can't help but force his eyes closed after feeling that smooth, warm tongue rub across his surprisingly sensitive nipple and onto his belly. They barely started and Cree was already trying to hold back a moan. Oh how much more of that does he need to endure..

Oh, Arceus, what am I doing?

Cree let a faint, embarrassed moan escape his maw when Lex put his lips around his exposed nipple and started suckling on it, instinctually nibbling and licking it, a pup in need of his mother's milk.

Looking down at himself, laying on his side, his slender, electric yellow coloured figure splayed out on the fresh green grass, with a young eevee laid down just beside him, sticking out of his body and intently suckling on one of his nipples, Cree truly felt like a female nursing her pup, his mind was filled with love but also with sinful lust, he couldn't resist his son's wet and delicate tongue, it just felt... right.

"Th-That's good… Lex… just a little bit more and you can get your m-milk". Lex smiled as his mother petted him softly on the forehead, and suckled on his nipple with more anticipation, lapping at it like it was a toy, patiently and eagerly waiting for a reward, his mother's milk, secreted by his mum just for him.

I'm sorry for doing this, Claire… b-but, Lex needs to know that he has a mother, and… I need to be one..

Cree couldn't hold back his moans anymore, his mind was filled with lust, he moaned every time the young pup's lips sucked on his engorged nipples, every time the texture of his tongue rubbed against his sensitive nerve endings. His muscular canine cock was twitching and growing with the rhythm of his son's licks, the delicate pink tip coming out of it's sheath for the first time since Claire was murdered, making him shiver when he felt the cold air flow through it. It aches for a mate, it aches for release. Cree squirmed slightly around the ground, trying as hard as he can to suppress his sinful desires. His heart beat kept speeding up, pumping blood into his engorged love organ. It kept growing, and growing, he himself was surprised at how well endowed he was, the cock grew to a full 7 inches, quite impressive for a jolteon his size. For all it's length, it was quite slender and smooth, the slimy pink meat gleaming in the sunlight, a delicate tool for the most delicate of acts.

Admiring his own growing erection, twitching and throbbing every time his baby suckles on his motherly nipples, trying to coerce it to finally let go of his nonexistent female milk, gave him dirty, sinful ideas. He was a male, but all males have milk too, the thought of feeding his son with it, it feeds the jolteon's pent-up lust. But to be doing that, him, a male, with his own son, it seems so wrong, so dirty, so taboo, but deep down, in the most honest part of his mind, he knew he wasn't doing this for evil. Maybe Lex will enjoy his male milk, he has sampled it a couple of times himself, and it certainly has an alluring taste.

"Mama? What is this that thing growing out of you?" Cree blushed deep red as his son asked him such an innocent question.

He's so innocent… he doesn't know a thing..

"O-oh, Lex, dear, that's w-where… females like mama keep their milk! It's-it's ready for you now! Maybe i-if you suckle it, it'll come out!". Cree can't help but stutter in embarrassment, saying that out loud, what a lie, what a sinner, he knows Arceus will punish him, but he needs to do it. Not only for him but for his son, he needs his milk, not only for his nourishment and for his food, but also for his soul. He didn't want him to experience growing up without a mother, he wants him to grow up just like any other young eevee, proud and happy.

"Wow, all of mama's milk, in there?" Lex asked with clear excitement on his cute face. Cree just watched with wide eyes as his son took a big, deep sniff at his member, poking at it every so often with his little snout, exploring this organ that he has just seen for the first time. Clearly enjoying its musky, dominant scent.

"Will I have one of these too? Mama?" Lex asked curiously.

"Y-Yes of course baby, your's will grow just like mama's when you gr-" Cree yipped as Lex took a deep, slow lick at his knot. Lex just giggled as he saw his mother's embarrassed face, "Did that feel good? Mama?".

"Yes! that felt really good! The m-milk is almost ready to come out now!" Cree gave an embarrassed but ecstatic grin to his son. He never could've guessed, when he started this journey, that he will be… reduced to this. Now, in his mind, he really thought he was a mother, he knew he was doing the right thing, his son needs his milk, and he needs to feed him. He took a glance at his two milk sacs, all big and filled with his precious, nutritious milk, just waiting to be pumped out of his member, to be fed to his needy young pup. Arceus… I need to feed my own son, if this is sinful, I'm sorry, but it is necessary.

Lex nibbled experimentally at his mother's tip, letting it slightly slip through his lips and touch his tongue, making contact with his pink, wet tongue, it tasted was salty and slightly bitter, but it was strangely intoxicating, his instincts told him to suckle on it, and so he did.

Cree gasped as his member parted his son's lips, entering his virgin oral cavity. Lex gagged slightly as he tried to fit the large member deeper into his maw, the tight walls constricting every time he pushed against it.

Oh Arceus.. how can something feel this good and still be sinful…

Lex was grinning, almost chuckling, clearly happy seeing his mother squirm and moan with delight as he suckled her milk shaft, feeling the veiny meat twitching and throbbing with desire every time he rubbed against it. He kept taking small licks at the tip of his mother's milk shaft, the pre that oozed out every time his mother moans acting like a treat for him, a reward, small drops of sweet milk that leaks out before the main course arrives later.

Almost instinctually, the eevee started slipping his mother's member into his throat, making her moan when she felt her meat being hugged tightly by the inexperienced eevee's insides. The young pup started suckling and thrusting in a rhythm, staring at her mother's teary, ecstatic eyes as he pleasured and coerced her to give some of her milk to him.

Cree moaned in the rhythm of his pup's thrusts, his eyes wide with pleasure and his tongue hanging out of the side of his gaping mouth, sweating and panting heavily. His rod started twitching more aggressively, and as soon as he felt that, he knew his milk was almost ready.

"L-Lex! Mama's milk is almost there! g-get ready!" He said between his panting. Lex started to push his mother's rod deeper into his body, gagging and grunting every time the tip stabbed the top of his throat, this was slightly inconvenient, but he know that his mama's sweet delicious milk will be worth the effort!

Ah! AH! I can't hold it back!

When his son moaned loudly, sending vibrations down his veiny milk shaft, he knew he can't hold it back. A wave of pressure surged across his body. He put all his effort into keep his male milk in for just a few precious moments, before he lost all control. He gasped in disbelief as his muscular meat started pulsating, pumping his milk directly into his son's maw, all the luscious creamy substance that his body has made and stored in his two furry milk sacs squirting and secreting into his suckling child.

Lex just smiled there with his eyes closed, satisfied, as his reward finally pumped out of his mama. He savoured the taste of his mother's savoury milk, he knew she worked hard to make all of this, just for him, and he wanted to taste all of it.

His mother's milk kept pumping and squirting out of her milk sacs and into his belly for over half a minute, and as it continued pumping, he took a glance at his mama, satisfied, panting, with her eyes closed and cheeks crimson red, she must be proud of him, he thought, as delicious, nutritious milk was pumped deep into him. It tasted like berries, slightly sweet with a thick, creamy texture. It's loving warmth soothing him as his mother's love flowed deep into him. Before long, his full capacity was reached, and his belly started going soft, expanding slightly as it made room for the white, creamy filling that his mother so graciously provided to him.

Lex kept milking the shaft long after the last throb ended, getting a few more drops of milk to ooze out of his mama's tip, he enjoyed every drop of it. After his appetite was fully sated, he finally slipped it out of his maw, his muzzle drenched in his mother's milk. "L-Lex… your muzzle is dirty, let mama clean it up, come here.." Cree uttered softly and affectionately. He licked and lapped at his son's muzzle, slowly cleaning every inch of it, from lips to snout. He brought their lips together and suckled on it too, pulling them into a loving kiss, drinking some of his own healthy male milk, that he made himself. Lex was only too happy to share with the mama he loves.

Cree was slowly trying to grasp the true reality of what he has just done. But what is there to grasp? He thought. How can this be considered sin? No matter what anybody is going to say, whatever they're going to call him if they find out, no matter what Arceus is going to do with his soul after he'll be long gone, he made his child happy. He loved him. He wouldn't let hurt ever get near him, he made that promise to Claire when she passed away, and he'll do anything to keep that promise.

Lex crawled closer to his mother's body, her walk slightly wobbly from the amount of milk that was just injected into him. And rested his head by the crook of her neck, enjoying her warmth and her rough but comfortable fur. Cree nuzzled him back, his eyes starting to tear up with joy and relief, as they cuddled together under the same birch tree where he lost a part of him 3 months ago, the bark still badly burned from the flames of that battle, the foliage still not completely regrown. But after all of this, he felt that missing part of him has finally returned.

"I love you.. Lex.."

"I love you too.. mum"

And I love you too.. Claire..

Thanks for reading this story! If all goes well, I may continue this story for a few more chapters, but I don't have a firm timeline.

I hope this didn't offend too many people…Although this does bring up an important conversation about the nature of sex and consent: A baby cannot give proper consent to their mother. Why is it then that breastfeeding does not need to be consensual to be proper and 'right'? What is the difference then between a baby breastfeeding through their mother's nipple and a baby suckling on his (yes this is going to sound extremely dirty) father's penis?

Fun fact: A teaspoon of semen contains 25 calories vs 4 calories in the same volume of breast milk (yes I know, the total volume will be totally different blablabla).

But if Lex is totally happy suckling on Cree's rod, and semen does not hurt anybody at all, and it'll be good for his mental well-being to have that kind of care, then why not?

Ok but anyway, I do not condone non-consensual underage sexual behaviour. There's a difference between writing/thinking about something, and doing it. Don't get the wrong idea!

Please Rate & Review, Lexie signing off!