Eeveelution Chapter 36

I felt a somewhat familiar internal reverberation as Natascha began to play with the fur around my neck and above my shoulders.

"You like that?" She giggled rhetorically. The vibration got more and less intense depending on where she delicately caressed. My thoughts and feelings became a warm blur as static travelled up and down my spinal cord from the continuously moving stimulus.

"Oh… By the way… Dinner is at seven my darling…" I purred, squirming around on top of Natascha's torso. She slowly raised up, causing me to slide down her body into her lap.

"Well that's in ten minutes ok?" I groaned in response, looking up at her with expectant darkened eyes. But seconds ticked past with us both silently staring into one another's minds. We had ten minutes together, with no responsibilities, nothing to run from, nothing to hide from, I didn't feel used to this feeling of non-perpetual adrenaline.

"So what did you wanna do for ten minutes?" She grinned down at me. "We are on a bed after all…" She purred insinuatingly.

"Umm… What are you insinuating?" I feigned innocently.

"Change me back and we can find out can't we?" I smiled, feeling that return of adrenaline spreading throughout my veins but for a very different reason. I took her up on her command and she quickly turned back into her Pokémon form, climbing out from underneath her clothes. She shivered slightly removing some of the excess liquid from on top of her fur from her previous dip into the swimming pool. My natural, involuntary purring had stopped now as I raised myself to my feet, slightly cocking my head to the side in anticipation of Nat's next moves. She smirked before propelling herself forward in my direction – thankfully my reactions, compared to her actions, were quick – meaning I dodged her mini-tackle.

"Hey!" She chuckled, skidding a bit on the semi-slippery duvet cover. She scrambled a bit as she charged in my direction again. I couldn't help but laugh to myself at her uncoordinated actions causing me to lose focus.

*Bang*

And I was down, with a rather soft assailant atop me, smirking down with great pride and infatuation. Gently she leant down with her muzzle grazing against mine causing unpredictable and involuntary sparks between us. I simply lay on my back as Natascha nuzzled my neck, laying her body into mine, fitting remarkably well into my body shape. Her weight wasn't much to take and her feet resting on the bed itself helped with the balancing of our slightly oval torsos. She raised her head once more and I decided to start licking at her chin and maw. I felt the resistance as the barbs on my tongue dug into her fur, having a sort of combing effect which she seemed to enjoy.

I remembered back to pre-Pokémon training days, when I was stroking my little Growlithe. I asked my mother why they enjoyed being stroked so much as just as I had stopped he had begun to nuzzle my hand repeatedly, signalling he had not finished with my affections. I remember her looking at me in amusement and replying that it was inbuilt, for it was like they were being licked, or cleaned by one they cared about, usually their parents. I then also remember going to try licking my Growlithe's fur and although he seemed to enjoy it I spent the next two minutes washing my mouth out and endeavouring to remove every last red hair from my mouth. It was an unnatural texture to me and I couldn't understand the appeal, but being human, guess we're not meant to. I had the unique opportunity to experience as a human and as a Pokémon, and of the two, being a Pokémon certainly felt more natural.

"Haha Dari… Darius stop…" She giggled continuously twisting her head trying to avoid my affections half-heartedly. I then took this opportunity to roll over so that I then had my feet on the duvet straddling her delicate body. I smirked but she just looked deeply into my pupils, deeper and deeper as if she had pierced my mind. She groaned, shuffling underneath me, placing her fore-paws on my sides wantonly. I felt my rear buckling instinctively, thoughts and feelings rushing through my synapses, hormones speeding through my body, my heart racing at a beat I hadn't clocked before.

Then suddenly an ugly enemy reappeared, rearing it's head once more. Guilt. I couldn't. I couldn't.

"No…" I stepped off of Natascha, attempting to regain composure, my breathing eventually slowing, my heart following suit. Why wasn't I ready? Why couldn't I give her what she wanted? I wanted it too didn't I? I felt in pain, I wasn't in anguish, I was in agony. My fur bristled and I felt my body shake intermittently.

"Honey… Are you ok…? I'm sorry." I couldn't utter another word, I felt something phasing through my being, tearing at my mind, at my body, I felt as if I was crumbling yet physically there was nothing.

"Nat… Na…" I panted anxiously, my breathing was erratic and quick. Heat was emanating from my body and I was… crying. Why was I crying?

"Ugh…" I felt my body urge and knew I had to get to the bathroom. With my senses going wild, my vision dizzying and my legs crippling it was near impossible to know exactly what direction I was stumbling toward. A second urge, but I still managed to hold it back.

"Please…" I begged the beast within, just to wait a few seconds longer. My ears almost dragged against the floor as I managed to lean against the toilet bowl, I breathed one sigh of relief. The urge reappeared and I knew I could finally allow my natural instincts to take over my body, throwing it into spasm, originating from deep within and ending in humiliation and an acidic aftertaste.

As my seeming-possession had ended I slinked to the floor, snorting occasionally to clear my airways. I never noticed Natascha's worried gaze as she stepped closer endeavouring to comfort her broken lover. I was still sobbing gently, my thoughts still completely incapable of forming a single line of reason, as if I were dying. Moments felt like hours but slowly my breathing slowed and with that my thoughts began to finally emerge out of the haze.

"I'm sorry… Nat. I'm so…" My sobbing loudened and I was unable to continue, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Hey… Hey it's ok Darius… You're ok. You're with me, You're with me…" She stroked my shivering body comfortingly with her forepaw hoping that it would calm me. I spat more of my own stomach acid on the floor in a rather unpleasant manner before attempting to get up onto all-fours.

"What…? What happened?" I stuttered in disgust. My legs wobbled but I was feeling increasingly better as my body calmed.

"How do you feel?" Natascha quietly spoke up, I only shook my head.

"We're late…" I sniffled as I immediately felt my eyes tearing up again. "UGH WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME!?" I shouted out of frustration.

"I think… I think you had a panic attack… I mean I don't know but…" Natascha theorised.

"But why? I… I'm not panicking? There's nothing to panic about!" I growled despondently, making my way to the door.

"Oh no, no you're not going to the dinner!" My furry yellow companion blocked my doddery walk to the door.

"They'll be wondering where we are…" I mumbled, sitting back onto my hind legs.

"Fine, I'll go and say we're just going to sit out for this evening. You're staying here and resting, ok?" She said adamantly. I felt better but not great, oddly hungry, but I wasn't particularly fond of the idea of being around noise and excitement and chatter. I shuffled around a bit on the spot allowing all these factors to be processed by my mind.

"Ok… Could you at least bring something back?" I managed a smirk which made her worried look subside slightly.

"Do you think you could manage to change me, my love?" I got up onto all fours conjuring up power from my core and endeavouring to exit it from my body in Natascha's direction. It took a few more seconds than usual but didn't take any special effort. She changed and exited and I was left alone in the hotel room by my lonesome with just my thoughts – although they were loud enough.

"Ugh, what was that about!?" I growled as I began pacing, I felt my pulse pick up, along with my breathing as my frustration grew.

"No… no… no, calm…" I endeavoured to soothe myself. I jumped onto the bed and then collapsed voluntarily so that I wasn't using any energy… hopefully forcing my body to give me a break, I hoped.

"Maybe I've been a Pokémon too long? Or… Just stress… Maybe I'm just stressed." I mumbled to myself, hoping that making my thoughts audible would cause them to make a little more sense to me. It wasn't working but I did feel my senses lowering their guard and my chest rising and falling ever slower. I closed my eyes as my ears pricked as the door opened and closed again quickly. I then felt something sit on the bed causing my ears to naturally lower since I could tell it was my mate, call it a mate's instinct.

"Did you tell them?"

"Yeah, don't worry Darius…"

"No I mean about… What exactly happened?"

"Oh, no just that you weren't feeling well and that, after all we've gone through the last few days we just wanted some time together, they understood." I felt her caring hand gently stroke down my chest and down my abdomen causing that involuntary vibration once again, reverberating its way throughout my body releasing a feeling of ecstasy emanating from my core and spreading throughout. It's strange, I was well aware of the fact that I was fully exposed (certainly in this position at least) as a Pokémon yet as a human I'd feel most uncomfortable being this… free. Something about fur and one's outward animalism gave me a couldn't-care-less attitude to that particular aspect.

"Natascha…"

"Yes honey?" She said, slowing her stroking.

"Do you prefer me as a Pokémon or a human?" I asked more out of intrigue than anything else, with my eyes opening to meet hers.

"What do you mean? You're still the same person, my mate, in either form."

"Yes, but do you have a preference?"

"Uhm… Well, I do kind of like you as a Pokémon simply from the fact that I can then actually be the same species as you at the same time, if you understand…" She tailed off. "But I mean it doesn't really…"

"No, it's fine, thanks for telling me."

"Also means I can do this!" She quickly picked me up wrapping her legs around the lower half of my body and her arms were wrapped just underneath my fore-legs. "And there's nothing you can do about it hehe!" She giggled sinisterly. A Thundershock later and I was lying on top of a squirming Jolteon grinning immensely.

"No! Now that's… mmffff. Not fair!" She grumbled, collapsing under my back. I rolled off of her and got up, circling back round to give her a small peck, but before I could, I had already been tackled and was on my back once again with a very determined looking Jolteon looking my right in the eyes. Time seemed to waive just for a few moments, her eyes were, majestic. Very, very dark indeed but there was notable individuality within the shades of black and brown.

"Yes, my love?" I asked expectantly. She just let her legs give way which made me brace and let out an involuntary whimper as air was forced from my lungs with the impact.

"Mmmm…" She nuzzled my neck and chin sounding very happy with herself.

"Ugh… I hate you…" I jested.

"Mmm, I hate you too… My love."