"Well Tom, from the look of it you can expect the egg to arrive in about two months or so, give or take a week."
Tom nodded at the nurse's words and massaged Sabrina's back. She lay on a cool metal table in one of the secluded rooms in the back of the Pokémon Center. Neither of them had ever set foot into any of these kinds of places; Tom didn't even know they were back there. Unlike the bright, cheery main service area, the quiet room was a dull collection of colors awash in the harsh light of fluorescent bulbs, from the matte white ceiling tiles to the sterile metal instruments strewn across the other desks. Even the nurse's pink hair looked somehow subdued in the unflattering light. Sabrina rested her head on her paws and stared straight ahead, silent. Tom looked down and tried to reassure her with a pat on the head. He knew it had to be uncomfortable for her to be in such an unfamiliar and off-putting place. With any luck, they'd be done soon and on their way home.
"I would at least recommend giving Sabrina some vitamin supplements, particularly the protein, iron, calcium, and zinc drinks we have in stock here at the center. She'll need all the extra minerals she can get. Even a single Pokémon egg takes a lot of work and nutrients for a mother to form in her womb and it can take quite a toll on a Pokémon's body."
The nurse stepped closer to the table and began to pet the fox with a chuckle.
"Even though Sabrina's a tad overweight, she'll need to start eating more to compensate for growing an egg. She'll put on a few pounds regardless, but I would recommend switching her to a diet of berries which will give her some of the vitamins and other things she needs and should keep her from getting too heavy. What do you usually feed her, anyway?"
Tom looked down at Sabrina and scratched his head.
"Uh, well, mostly Poké Puffs," he muttered. "Malasadas, too, I guess. She really likes them. She stays active though, if that counts for anything"
"You don't have to worry, Tom, you're not going to get into trouble," the nurse said. "Pokémon typically have much higher metabolisms than we do, and as long as she can get around without any trouble like she always has, there shouldn't be a problem. You should still try for a healthier diet as Poké Puffs and malasadas aren't very healthy, of course."
Tom let out a sigh he didn't know he had been holding in. Collecting himself, he looked back at the nurse in front of him.
"That sounds like a good idea. Are there any particular kinds of berries I should get?
"Not really, aside from whatever kinds Sabrina likes," the nurse replied. "That said, some of the more exotic ones like Ganlon or Lansat berries tend to be very nutritious. Oh, and one last thing: Sabrina will most likely get some strong, possibly strange cravings along the way, and as long as it's nothing too bizarre, you should let her have it. Pokémon are pretty good at knowing what there bodies need."
Tom nodded at her final words, and he and Sabrina parted ways with the nurse. The pair quickly walked out of the gloomy room and into the front of the Pokémon Center. The quiet chatter of visitors with their Pokémon and the soft sunlight soon put them at ease. Tom spied an open seat near the entrance and led Sabrina over to it. He patted the chair, instructing her to sit in it while he went to the counter.
Sabrina sat in wait for Tom, gazing around the room lost in thought. The nurse's words echoed in her mind. There were so many things to consider, like vitamins, berries, exercise, and cravings. Sabrina didn't know how she was going to keep it all together, especially now that she was pregnant. She had already started to feel the change. She had begun sleeping much later than normal, eating more than usual, tiring out more quickly, and feeling compelled to be close to Tom all the time. Her owner luckily returned before she could worry for too long, carrying with him a bag full of various vitamin drinks. He called her over and the couple departed from the Pokémon center, headed to their apartment.
Tom spent the next few days looking up all the different kinds of berries on his computer, trying to figure out what would be best for Sabrina. With multiple conflicting sites and numerous types of berries to choose from, Tom soon found himself surfing the web late into the night, Sabrina sleeping quietly by his side.
This flavor combination and color nonsense is giving me a headache, he thought. Maybe I should just sleep on it and just try my luck at the store tomorrow with whatever kinds I can find. It can't be worse than staring at a screen for hours and getting nowhere.
Tom gathered himself up, and, with much effort, picked the slumbering mother-to-be from the carpet, laid her onto the bed, and soon joined her on the bed and in sleep.
Tom woke up bright and early the next day and began to prepare for a little trip to the newly rebuilt Thrifty Megamart near the ruins of Tapu Village. He got dressed in a flash and was headed for the door in little time. He stopped and looked back at Sabrina sleeping soundly on the bed. She would definitely want to go with him, but she had taken to sleeping late into the afternoon. He figured she needed as much sleep as she could get, and he'd be back before too long anyway. She could be somewhat anxious when he wasn't around though, even more so since she had become pregnant. With that in mind, Tom shuffled through the computer desk for a note card and a pen and quickly scrawled a message telling where he went and when he'd be back. He placed it on the table next to the bed and turned to pet her slowly for a while, just watching her sleep. It wasn't until he happened to look at the clock that he realized he'd been sitting there for much longer than he had thought. He smiled, gave Sabrina a light kiss on the head, and went to his car.
Staring at the neon-colored rainbow of assorted berries, Tom realized he may have been a bit naïve to think it would be so simple to figure it out in person. The berries were thrown seemingly haphazardly and without any care all over the old wooden rack they lay on, with almost none of the berries touching another of the same type at all. Tom peered at the labels underneath the rack, but they were placed almost as randomly as the berries above, and most of the labels were old and faded to the point of being illegible. Minutes of indecision came and went, the confused customer waiting for some kind of revelation. Deep within his own thoughts, he didn't hear the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Excuse me sir," squeaked out a tiny voice from over his shoulder.
Tom quickly spit out an apology as he shuffled to the side. An old woman accompanied by a Mr. Mime stepped over to look at the berries as he was doing, only the woman quickly and confidently grabbed the ones she wanted and put them into the basket the Pokémon was holding for her. Before he knew it, the woman had found all she wanted and walked away with her assistant.
I might as well get on with it and get out of everyone's way, he thought.
His own basket in hand, Tom picked berries at random, trying not to get too many of the same kind and making sure to get those few berries he did recognize from the websites he visited, like Ributa and Aguav. He remembered them to be quite bitter, which Sabrina liked. With his basket filled, Tom made a bee-line for the register, ready to get out and get back home to his Pokémon. As he rounded a large pyramid of boxes, he spotted a smaller pile of items, berry juicers in fact. He stopped and stooped to look closer at one of the packages.
Huh. Just like the ones they use in Lumiose City. Neat.
Grabbing it up and tucking it underneath his arm, he walked to the register and was soon on his way home.
It was about midday when Tom pulled into his parking spot outside their apartment. He stepped out of the car and leaned against it for a breather. The newly-built roads between his home and the mart were still bumpy, and not much better than the old rocky path that was once there. Fortunately, the berries were tied securely in a bag and the juicer strapped to the seat with the seat belt. With the items in hand, he headed up the steps and inside. As he put the berries and the juicer onto the kitchen countertop, a loud thump came from down the hall. He smiled as Sabrina ran into the kitchen and jumped up onto his chest, licking his face all over.
"Someone sure is excited to see me," Tom said with a chuckle before pulling her into a kiss, to keep her still if nothing else. He shivered as he broke away from her cold lips.
"I got some berries for you from the new store!" he exclaimed. "I wasn't sure exactly which ones you'd like, but I think I made the right choices."
He rummaged through the bag and pulled out one she was sure to like, one of the Aguav berries he remembered to get. He turned around and held it out for her, and she gobbled it up in a split second. Judging from the happy look on her face and the way she licked her lips, Tom could safely say she liked it. He grabbed several green berries from the bag and put it and the rest of the berries on the floor to let her have her choice of the bunch. Tom unpacked the juicer, finding it and a small instruction manual inside. Luckily, operating the appliance was as simple as plugging it into the wall, putting one's choice of berries inside, and letting it rip. He grabbed two of the berries, dropped them in, and turned the juicer on. The juice would be done in only two minutes, so he leaned on the counter, waiting. Sabrina sat on floor, licking the remaining berry juices from her chops. Tom looked in the bag and see the hungry fox had already eaten all of the berries, save for the remains of a few half-eaten ones at the bottom. He picked up one of the berries, unsure which kind it was. His first instinct was to take a bite out of it. It was dry and didn't taste much like anything. It occurred to him that he was eating after his Pokémon, but he figured it didn't really matter considering he'd made out with her many times before, not to mention all the other things they had done.
A soft tone began to beep from the juicer, and the berry juice was done. Tom removed the liquid container from the appliance and took a good look at it. The juice was bright green and smelled pungent enough to make him turn away. Still, he wanted to taste it, just to make sure it wasn't botched or something. Putting his lips to the edge of the container, he carefully tipped it up and let the drink come to him. The tiniest taste of the beverage was enough to make him jerk his head back and screw his eyes shut. It tasted terribly bitter, and he placed it back on the counter and drank a cup of water to chase away the lingering taste. All the while, Sabrina looked on, unsure of what exactly Tom had done. It took a few gulps, but he got the taste out of his mouth.
I wonder if Sabrina will even be able to stomach this stuff, he thought. Guess it wouldn't hurt to try.
Picking the container back up, he walked over to Sabrina's bowl and poured the juice in. She leaned over the bowl, her nose quivering as she sniffed it. She tentatively took a lap and looked back up at Tom with a smile and wagging tails. Tom breathed a sigh of relief as she drank, surprised she liked it that much. It seemed he made the right choices of berries, but he didn't think she'd eat that many so quickly. He'd have to make another trip tomorrow and try to get enough berries to last a day. He leaned over and rubbed her back with a smile, just happy she was enjoying it. Who could blame her after all, now that she was eating for two?
The coming days were comprised of many trips back and forth from the mart, now with Sabrina tagging along to help Tom pick out the berries she liked best. He was more than happy to oblige. They had a lot of fun on their little outings, from checking out all the different kind of berries to racing from the car to the apartment door. Sabrina would always win, of course. Tom was impressed she had yet to slow down, even as she began to slowly but surely put on weight. The berries may have been good and healthy, but she had eaten a tremendous amount of them alongside the juice drinks he had fixed up and the vitamin drinks from the Pokémon Center, as well as the occasional Poké Puff or some other leftover that Tom had caught her scarfing down in the middle of the night. Of course she would gain weight, and Tom wasn't bothered by her eating at all, but he had to admit eventually that his wallet couldn't handle back-to-back berry runs like they had been doing. He'd have to find some other way to sate her growing hunger, and quickly. She had begun to have strong, peculiar cravings for things like Energy Roots, lemonade, and even grass.
He was at lost of what to do, sitting on the couch with his Ice-type Pokémon laying on across his lap. She sat contentedly, having already eaten all of the last batch of berries Tom had gotten, and yet she still craved something she couldn't place. Tom absentmindedly massaged her swollen belly and stared out the window, trying to think of a solution to their problem. The morning sunlight shimmered across the lot and the cobblestone path between the old Johto-inspired buildings. Some people walked about their business, eager to get what they needed done before the midday heat set in. They were mostly elderly, carrying bags of groceries, books, and similar sorts of things. A man strolled down the path, a large, cumbersome book under his shoulder. Tom watched him as he passed out of sight and suddenly had an idea.
"Hey Sabrina," Tom said. "How would you feel about heading over to the library today?"
Sabrina looked up at Tom with a puzzled look.
"I was just thinking we could see if they have anything on Pokémon pregnancy or eggs or any of that kind of stuff. Can't be any worse than the junk advice I could find on the internet. Might as well try, huh?"
Sabrina's face lightened up, and she sat up and sprang over to door, looking back at Tom and barking excitedly. Tom laughed and got up after her, wondering why he even asked when his energetic Pokémon always wanted to go wherever he went, always ready for adventure. The pair headed out the door and just around the corner to the old Malie Library, quickly stepping inside.
The couple were taken aback at the large interior room, numerous bookcases on each wall reaching up to the ceiling. Sabrina marveled at some nearby books while Tom quietly questioned the librarian. Cracked leather-bound references as wide as her head sat next to brightly colored books that looked as if they were freshly printed. The books stacked higher than she could see from her low point of view, but she could smell them all in a strange, almost grassy mix, the slight differences in chemical composition manifesting as a banquet to the nose unlike anything she had smelled before. She paced as silently as she could, trying her best to contain her excitement. Tom luckily finished with the librarian before too long and led them up the stairs to a secluded nook at the back of the second floor. The musty book scent was stronger here, and Sabrina rushed over to a bookcase and excitedly sniffed each book she could find. With her preoccupied, Tom began to examine the shelf closest to him. With little to go on and plenty of time on their hands, he grabbed a stack of books and plopped them down on a nearby table. He took one in hand, put another on the floor for Sabrina, and began to read.
It wasn't long before Tom realized that finding anything useful would be more difficult than he had thought. The librarian told him where to find books concerning Pokémon reproduction, but he didn't expect them to be so dense and out of date. Page after page of obscure and useless facts, many of them referring to things Tom had never heard of. He could see Sabrina similarly flipping through pages delicately with her paws. He guessed she couldn't find anything relevant either. It wasn't until the couple had searched through six of the ancient tomes that Tom found one with interesting information on preparations for pregnancy and egg care. Many accounts of old Alolan concoctions used to insure healthy children were detailed, most of them requiring ingredients Tom had never heard of or sounding downright fabricated. He wasn't one to doubt, though, considering the very events that led him to the library. Still, he decided not to get caught up in anything too intensive just yet. The next pages described miscellaneous information, including suggested exercise habits and egg laying planning. He focused on the latter, and found that most Pokémon, as long as they are provided with a soft nesting area, can go through it with little issues so long as the mother isn't abnormally small or thin. Tom looked up from the book at his Pokémon where she lay on her side and with her head down reading some feet away from him, her entire head blocked from his view by her wide hips.
I don't think we're gonna have to worry about that, he thought with a smirk.
While Tom kept reading on, Sabrina still couldn't find anything worth noting in the book laid before her. Besides that, she suddenly found herself with another craving much stronger than anything she'd felt before, for something she couldn't place. She couldn't focus, her thoughts overcome with an insatiable, indecipherable need. She sat there befuddled until her sensitive nose caught of whiff of a certain smell, and it all fell into to place. She suddenly knew what it was she was craving.
As Tom read, he noticed Sabrina get up and quickly walk over to him without a sound. Before he could even look away from the book, Sabrina deftly unbuttoned his pants with her paws, unzipped his fly, and nuzzled her way into his boxers. Any chance of Tom voicing words of protest was dashed as her cool tongue scraped against his flaccid member and wrapped around and all over his balls. His dick hardened in no time, breaking free of his underwear and standing erect at a better angle for Sabrina to lap at. She slid her long tongue repeatedly up along his shaft from the very base to the sensitive tip, making Tom choke back a gasp as she flicked across the head. With him at full mast, she placed her upper body on his legs and carefully wrapped her paws around his dick, her head directly above it. She closed her eyes and took him into her mouth, slowly bobbing up and down. Tom put down the book, let his head roll back, and closed his eyes, only able to hope no one was around to see them as wave after wave of pleasure sent shivers through his body. Up and down she went, her mouth closed tight around him. His swollen head scraped along the roof of her mouth all the way to the back of her throat, the back of her cold, wet tongue swallowing rhythmically against the underside of his firm shaft. The tip of her tongue lolled out past her lips and cradled the rest of his member, slickening and sliding it into her needy maw. Over and over she pushed his throbbing cock in and out of her snug, chilly mouth, from just the very tip to all the way until her nose touched his crotch. She paused to breath in his scent, letting her tongue reach down and slobber all over his balls, all the while still sucking and swallowing. Tom had to catch himself from gasping aloud as her tongue slid across the soft, sensitive bottom of his sac and sent a tingling sensation up his shaft, causing it to pulse unconsciously and push deeper into her mouth. Her long tongue allowed her to work on his balls and keep bobbing up and down in tandem. Tom grunted harshly as she sped up and tightened her mouth around his warm member, squeezing it between the hard roof of her mouth and her cold, slick tongue as she swallowed harder and harder, all the while she continued to fondle his nuts and leave them dripping with her chilly saliva.
It didn't take much more of the fox's ministrations to push Tom to the edge. He gripped the arms of the chair tightly and began to thrust uncontrollably. Sabrina whined anxiously as she felt her lover's hot cock swell and rut against her mouth roughly. She clamped down on it and swallowed forceful and slow, her tongue squeezing in waves along the entirety to the tip, trying her best to coax his seed into her maw. It took but an instant for his seed to burst forth, filling her needy mouth quickly. Sabrina moaned happily as his cum covered her tongue, relishing the taste as it filled her mouth and poured down her throat. More and more, she suckled and squeezed it out of his spasming rod and devoured it greedily. The steamy, salty substance was just what she had been craving, its strong bitter flavor much more delectable to her than any berry. She made sure not to let any of her delicacy spill out of her mouth, gulping down large mouthfuls just as more ropes of his spunk shot out of his phallus and filled it again to Sabrina's glee.
It may have felt like an eternity of bliss to Tom, but his cock began to still and merely drip out the last his seed much too early for Sabrina. Still she sucked and swallowed his cock, enjoying the last little twitches of her beloved's meat and the remaining drops of his precious seed. Tom groaned raggedly as she pulled her clenched mouth up excruciatingly slowly off of his dick, her tongue flicking across his engorged head as she broke away from his cock with an audible pop. He could do little more than stare exhausted into Sabrina's half-lidded eyes as she tenderly lapped up any remaining cum from his drenched crotch, shivering at the cool touch of her tongue against as it passed over his sensitive skin. Once she finished cleaning him off, Sabrina nuzzled against his member, staring up at him with a smile as she basked in his masculine aroma. The love in her eyes and her adoring touch was enough to make his cock throb weakly and spill a few more drops of his seed almost as a final thank you to the caring Pokémon. She pulled her face away from him as she felt it twitch and saw his cum pooled on the tip. She smiled and softly kissed it, licking it clean and savoring the last drops of his essence.
The reality of the situation slowly but surely came back to Tom, and he quickly took Sabrina off of his lap and buckle his pants. With her help, he quickly put up books save for the one he had read last, deciding it might be of some use, and they headed down the stairs in a flash. The pair walked over to the counter, and Tom handed the hefty book to the librarian along with the library card he had stowed away in his wallet, letting her scan it.
"Did you two have a good time up there?" she said with a smile as she handed the items back to him.
"We sure did," Tom replied, exchanging a smile with Sabrina. The librarian waved to them goodbye and the satisfied couple strolled home.
The next several days were some of the best of Tom's life. Before the day they went to the library even ended, Sabrina's carnal craving came back even stronger than before, and he was more than happy to satisfy her hunger. By the next day, she had tried her best to suck him dry, and Tom lost track of number of times they did it. By the end of the week, he'd regularly awake to feel his cock throbbing and spurting into her mouth from underneath the blankets, give her one last good-bye before going off to work, and come home to a ravenous vixen who'd have him erect and in her mouth before he could sit down. A few more "snacks" here and there between her wolfing down some more berries and juice and they'd be off to bed. Tom had slept like a baby now that Sabrina tired him out all day long and sent him off with a final blowjob. It didn't take him long to drift to sleep, enjoying the afterglow and the soft, refreshing breeze as Sabrina snuggled up to his junk and breathed lightly.
Over a week had passed, and Sabrina could barely contain her craving at all by that point. Tom felt like she had was blowing him nearly half of the waking day and, judging by the mess in his pants when he awoke in the mornings, she had taken to generous midnight snacking as well. Still, Tom could hardly object to it. Who was he to defy what his pregnant lover craved, especially when it felt so great to give it to her? Not to mention that the nurse at the Pokémon Center advised that Pokémon crave what they need, so it seemed like as good an idea as any to him. On the other hand, he had started to feel kind of sore and a bit drained, and he half-expected to run out of juice for some time now, but Sabrina had become very skilled at working it out of him and making it feel incredible while doing so. And he became capable of multitasking while she pleasured him, to the point of being able to read the book he checked out to driving out to the market for a food run while he erupted into her mouth. But he figured something would have to give sooner or later.
It was another warm Alolan evening when Tom came home from work, a bit tired. He huffed as he exited his car and locked the door, going through the same routine as always. He braced himself at the door to their apartment as he unlocked it, ready for Sabrina to nearly tackle him and get in his pants. The door opened, and he stepped inside. To his surprise and disappointment, Sabrina didn't attack him; in fact, she wasn't in the room at all, it seemed. Before Tom could get worried, Sabrina stepped into view from the kitchen, walking with her head held high and sure step as she carried a large tray to the table, setting it down close to him. She sat down on her haunches and stared up at her owner, panting lightly. A small cup sat on the tray, and Tom leaned over to pick it up. It was warm, a kind of tan color but mostly clear, and had a pungent odor. He recognized it at once as the tea they had made back on Akala Island.
"Sabrina, you made this?" he asked.
Sabrina nodded vigorously and looked over her shoulder to the kitchen. Tom leaned over and saw the hot plate and the tea set on the counter. It still amazed him sometimes at the things Sabrina could do when she had the mind to.
"Wait, why would you-," he broke off, looking down at Sabrina as she licked her chops and eyed his crotch. The look on her hungry face was enough to make a tent in his pants.
Tom grabbed the cup, forced his eyes shut, and downed its contents. Trying to ignore the taste, he fell back on the couch and scooted to one end. Sabrina had already hopped up before he could call her over, and within seconds had his erection out of his pants. She wrapped her paws around the base, nuzzling and licking it all over, preparing him for the effects of the drink. Tom sat and watched her glide her tongue up his dick over and over, pushing it high and keeping it up and ready. A minute or so had passed when his cock suddenly began to twitch and jerk erratically, precum flowing freely from head and his hips moving automatically. He closed his eyes, overcome by sudden lightheadedness and the painful spasms, and waited for Sabrina to continue. The lustful fox whined excitedly, and his eyes shot open as she took his girth into her muzzle in a single move, the pain instantly replaced with the cool, soothing swallowing sensation. Tom laid back with his mouth ajar, her sucking and slurping feeling better than ever before to him. Sabrina moaned and whined around his cock and felt it throb and grow in her mouth, his precum already leaking out and giving her a salty taste of what's to come. She didn't bother to bob her head like before, instead letting him thrust lightly as she focused on swallowing him and licking his balls. He groaned and huffed lightly, his entire body grown strangely sensitive, and Sabrina was taking her sweet time squeezing and massaging his cock with her tongue, the cold touch making him shiver and the pressure all along soft bottom of his shaft pushing him closer to the edge.
The familiar feeling suddenly hit Tom, and he leaned up and propped himself up on his knees. Sabrina felt his cock start to throb and engorge, the head pushing harder against the top of her mouth and the back of her throat. As if guided by instinct, she stepped back slightly and lowered onto her side, careful not to lay on her pregnant belly. Tom leaned forward and thrusted roughly into her mouth and down her throat. Sabrina held her head in place and relaxed her throat to let him slide in and out easily, her breathing deep and controlled. Still she continued to swallow and suck, keeping up the pressure on his cock as it slicked in and out of her tight maw. She closed her eyes and moaned around his cock, enjoying the throbbing and the heat radiating from it as it grazed and rubbed all around her mouth. The beating spasms from his member pulsed in her mouth loudly, audibly so, the deep thumping noise reminding her of his very heartbeat. Even better was the taste of his precum as it seeped onto her tongue and down her throat, not as tasty to her as his viscous manly fluid but good enough.
Tom began to speed up as he felt himself about to blow, grabbing on to the couch as he thrusted wildly. Sabrina whined excitedly as he sped up and his cock dipped into her throat blazingly fast and his balls smacked against her chin repeatedly. He throbbed harder and louder, his heated cock filling her icy mouth and his precum spurting out more and more. A few more thrusts as Sabrina sucked and gulped, and Tom yelled her name as his seed burst out of him, his sight fading as the orgasmic sensation overtook him and his cum blasted into Sabrina's gullet. Sabrina moaned softly, his throbbing rod spewing a ceaseless stream of steamy semen into her mouth and down her throat. Prepared as she might for this moment, it still tested her as her beloved's cum filled her mouth at an incredible pace, and her cheeks puffed out with the liquid. She calmly swallowed in big gulps and kept her throat relaxed, pushing mouthful after mouthful of jizz into her. Finally, she could enjoy and feast on her delicious snack to her heart's content, her mouth wrapped around the tap of her endlessly flowing indulgence, it's salty flavor her whole world at the moment. The strong acrid taste, the thick, heavy fluid, the pleasant warmth that spread in her mouth to her throat and all the way to her stomach was everything to her. Tom writhed in ecstasy above her, only able to keep thrusting into wanting maw and let her suck him dry. Just like at the Ruins of Life, the high never seemed to end, his cock discharging more and more cum as if it would never end, not that Sabrina would mind. She just kept guzzling down his love without a care in the world.
Tom, still riding his orgasm and barely able to keep a thought together, finally began to tire and yet still was compelled to thrust and hump her face. He guided himself down by her side and plopped down beside her, lying on his side next to her belly, his dick still firmly planted in her smiling mouth, still twitching and shooting ropes of cum. As sleep began to take him, he reached over her back, pulled her to him, and laid his head against her. She brought her tails down and wrapped them around him, covering him in their cool, cloudlike softness. Tom let out a shaky sigh, and the quiet sound of his fox slurping on his cock lulled him to sleep.
Tom awoke to an errant beam of light brightening his face and blinding him. With his hand up to shield his eyes, his vision returned in a few seconds. He guessed it was morning.
"I can't believe we slept this long," he muttered.
He yawned and sat still, groggy from the long rest he had. Sabrina was sleeping beside him, her chest moving up and down lightly. He ran his hand across her belly; just as he expected, her belly was even bigger than it was before. He prodded her gently with his hand and felt a strange, squishy resistance. The sleeping Ice-type squeaked out a moan down near his crotch and caused Tom to jump when her cold nose pressed against his sac and she breathed her chilly breath over him. He could feel a deep ache in his genitals, and they felt nearly as sore as the last time he drank the tea. Sabrina yawned and snuggled up closer to him, burying her face under his flaccid member and nuzzling his balls softly, unconsciously sniffing all the while. To his surprise, it felt nice and relieved some the soreness. He looked back to the incoming sunlight, and settled back in, cuddling up to her and drifting back to sleep.
In the weeks that followed, Sabrina's craving had finally been satisfied for the most part. She'd even ate berries at a much more reasonable speed, something Tom and his wallet were very grateful for. At the same time, she continued to get bigger and had to slow down, her energy not all it used to be. Tom made sure to make frequent trips to the park with her, letting her walk to her leisure, though she'd often tire out and have to return to her Pokéball on the way home. He decided to take another visit to the Pokémon Center and talk to the nurse to make sure everything was going smoothly.
Fortunately, all the tests indicated she was doing just fine, and things were progressing how they should. The nurse remarked that she in fact looked much better and was more energetic than most Pokémon in that stage of pregnancy, complimenting the vixen's full glossy coat. While Sabrina beamed with pride and fluffed her tails, the nurse asked him what he had been feeding her to keep her in such good shape. Tom rubbed his neck and sputtered out something about the berry juicer he got. He was glad to get out there once she finished up, and she let him know that Sabrina would be just fine eating like she was until the egg arrives. She also recommended a cushion for his Pokémon to lay on and sit with the egg, to make sure it would stay still and safe. He got one from the mart and laid it next to their bed at home. Sabrina stepped onto it and circled around before dropping down. It looked pretty comfortable to Tom when he got it from the store. Sabrina wiggled a bit and sat in thought, and then sat up and jumped with the cushion onto the bed. She nestled into it again, this time with a wide smile on her face.
Tom had to work the next day, and he found the living room quiet when he came in, an oddity considering Sabrina was always there and would bark and greet him. The apartment seemed unnaturally quiet even, the TV silent and the ceiling fan still. He stepped into the hallway and saw the bedroom door open a crack. He opened it and saw her upon her cushion, lying down silently with her tails wrapped around her. She looked up at Tom as she heard him walk to the bedside and smiled weakly. She lifted her head and revealed an egg, dirty white with green spots. Tom sat down next to her and rubbed it carefully, the shell smooth and cold to the touch.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here to help out, sweetie," Tom whispered to the tired mother, running his hand through her soft, wavy hair. "I know you did a good job, though. I'm so proud of you."
As Tom leaned in to kiss her, Sabrina lifted her tails from around her and revealed four more eggs tucked close to her belly. He leaned back, stared blankly at them, and finally burst out laughing, wrapping his arms around Sabrina's fluffy neck and kissing her all over.
"I guess you really did do a good job, huh?"