Warning: 18+ content ahead. Read at your own risk. Revised 6/26/20

The look on Ven's face as he and Shiro exchanged glances was pure gold, in Leita's humble opinion.

She couldn't help but smile, rather seductively if the two males could describe it, and slowly walk towards them. Ven backed up slightly, and Shiro didn't move in the slightest.

"Are you really gonna make me have to guess?" She interrogated. "Or, I could always use a more... alternative method?" She leaned down, swinging her hips over to sit on the bed. She pulled Shiro up by the arm and gave Ven an inviting look. He climbed up onto the bed, a bit awkwardly, and sat down again.

Shiro stared at her face from his position straddling his trainers legs. Confident that she had both her Pokémon's undivided attention, she leaned back and reached for the bottom of her tank top. Seeing this, both males froze. She tugged a few times, and the top slipped off over her head easily. Ven could tell his pupils were dilated. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Shiro, from his advantageous viewpoint, watched in awe as her nipples hardened even further under the two's lustful gazes.

The two didn't know what to do. 'Is this real? A shared dream, perhaps? Maybe this is all some sort of elaborate prank,' Shiro thought to himself.

"C'mon," Leita purred, pushing her breasts out alluringly to the Pokémon. "I won't bite... unless you want me to." That was the only permission needed. Shiro lurched forward, latching onto a tantalizing nipple with his tongue as Ven circled around to her backside and placed his paws on her shoulders from behind, slowly nipping and licking at her neck. Her head fell back slightly, her back arching with a moan as Shiro front teeth gently scraped against her taut nipple. The two decided not to question what was happening at all, far too attracted to their trainer to care.

Truth being told, she had actually been spending most of her shower time prep-talking herself into doing this. 'Woman up, grow a pair, and fuck them!' One part of her had screamed. 'No, it's morally and physically wrong to do something like that. Not to mention completely despicable,' another part had exclaimed. Needless to say, she wound up listening to the screaming one.

Shiro switched his mouth over to her other neglected nipple, and by now she could feel something stiff pressing against both her backside and her lower stomach. Pleasure racked through her body as Ven bit down on a particularly sensitive spot, and at the same time Shiro began to lick down her stomach. She felt herself being pushed down onto her back, Ven having moved to the side so she could rest against the pillows on the bed. Her shorts were ripped off, and Leita sighed slightly as Shiro nipped her inner thighs, leaving marks for sure. She reached a hand out, wrapping it around Ven's blatant, thick erection to the best of her ability and beginning to softly jerk him off.

Ven growled lowly, and the sound went straight to her core. Speaking of, Shiro had finally stopped torturing her inner thighs and had abruptly buried his muzzle deep into her warmth. She gasped at the sudden action, and Shiro hummed determinedly, sending shockwaves of pleasure up and down her spine.

Shiro's snout was covered in her juices, and he could barely bring himself to resist her intoxicating scent. It was slimier than he'd expected, and despite the taste being mostly non-existent with a slight saltiness to it, he was in heaven. His tongue darted out to lap her juices and dip inside her, causing her to shudder beneath him. Ven's cock was already leaking pre cum at the tip and, seeing this, Leita doubled her efforts, going so far as to dart her pink tongue out to stroke at the tip. It seemed like Shiro did too because his tongue moved in and out of her even faster, occasionally swirling around and putting pressure on her clit which had her legs vibrating uncontrollably. Finally, he lowered his muzzle and bit down on her clitoris.

She moaned again as she came, hard. Ven came with her, spurting his hot semen all over her arm and even a little on her face. She licked the cum off her lips, and shivered as Shiro carefully cleaned her between her thighs. Suddenly, legs shaking, she sat up. Shiro looked up at her in surprise, and Ven stepped back slightly. She had a mischievous grin on her face.

She then rolled over onto her stomach, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees. The two males eyes popped as she looked at them over her shoulder with a smirk. "That was great, but now I'm cold again. Who ever will help me out?"

She actually expected a small dispute, maybe even a fight. But no, the two simply stared each other down, a challenging glint in their eyes, before Ven finally stepped back. Shiro was pleasantly surprised. "You're her first Pokémon. It's only fair."

Eagerly, Shiro climbed up behind his trainer, placing his feet on either side of her legs and his paws on her hips. He leaned over her slightly, pressing his hard erection against her soaked entrance.

Briefly, he wondered what exactly caused his trainers change of attitude. But never being one to look a gift rapidash in the mouth, he slowly began to press himself into her.

Leita, of course, was nervous when she felt her little riolu's rather large package pressing against her nether lips. But all that melted away as he pushed himself into her. A feeling of euphoria like never before invaded her senses as her starter Pokémon took her virginity. It didn't hurt nearly as much as she expected it to, simply being a dull, uncomfortable pressure, and for that she was internally grateful.

Eventually, the minor pain faded to complete pleasure as Shiro slowly fucked her. His grunts and growls had her whining and shuddering along below him, and he nearly came then and there when her inner walls clamped down hard on him. He managed to hold on, barely, as he squeezed her hips tighter and quickened his pace. The riolu surprised his trainer by pulling out and flipping her on her back before slamming back inside of her, causing her to exclaim loudly. She was close, he could feel it. He could also feel something else, building deep inside him, and he could tell it wasn't just his impending orgasm.

Leita gasped loudly, arching her back into the bed as she came a second time. She panted as Shiro kept thrusting, finally coming to his own release. But then something else happened. She felt him growing larger inside her, and his weight on top of her increased.

The feeling of evolution was startlingly similar to a painful orgasm, Shiro would later note.

"Shiro... wow." Leita breathed, staring up at her new lucario in awe.

"Yeah he evolved, that great and all but can we marvel later? I'm really fucking horny," Ven growled impatiently. Leita giggled and rolled back onto her hands and knees. "Finally," Ven muttered, jumping up onto her back. He wasted no time in thrusting his cock against her ass, hissing in frustration as he missed the mark multiple times.

Leita reached back to help guide him and as soon as she let go, he was bucking his hips forward, sliding his cock inside of her fast and aggressive. She arched and screamed as Ven fucked her hard, much harder than Shiro. Hard enough to be painful, in fact, and yet the pain was a new kind of wonderful.

Ven, unlike Shiro, had no problems giving in to his instincts to breed this female like she was a bitch in heat. His claws dug into Leita's shoulders, which he used to anchor her to one spot as he rutted her into the mattress.

He bit down hard on the back of her neck as he came, marking her as his and humping his cum deeper into her pussy. She came shortly after, collapsing into the mattress with her Pokémon in a sweaty, hot mess.

Leita lay relaxed against the headboard, an arm wrapped around both Ven and Shiro. The two males were dead to the world, their fur sticky with sweat and cum (which was kind of gross, but she didn't want to ruin the vibe by insisting on a shower just yet). Looks like she exhausted her boys. She smiled at the thought- her boys. It had a nice ring to it.

She had been totally out of it for a while. Then she woke up to find her boys still sleeping. Her eyes wandered to Loki's poke ball, and she was struck with a sense of nostalgia. She remembered the day she ran away from home. She had lost the only family she had known, but had also gained something so much better.

She remembered the morning after Ven had attacked her, the way he had refused to leave her side. And of course, her birthday, when she first found Loki. He was trapped inside a storm drain behind the Cerulean city gym. How he had even ended up in Kanto to begin with is something she'd never bothered to ask. Now that she thought about it, letting him stuff his face between her breasts might have been because of ulterior motives on both sides.

She stifled a giggle at this thought. Didnt want to wake her boys.

This also had her wondering if she could handle having more than two males to please. She knew Ven and Shiro weren't the only ones, and never would be, not for a long shot. And if she caught anymore males, even females if they were batting for her team, then she would surely have her hands full- among other things, of course.

She shivered, though it wasn't from the cold, at the delightful thought. She licked her lips, imagining a whole team of sexy male Pokémon, all completely dedicated and addicted to her. Maybe she shouldn't be too terribly worried about it.

'Loki next,' she decided her next victim easily. 'After he evolves, of course.' Who knew what one could do with such an interesting ability.

This got her thinking of new ways to fuck with her Pokémon. Abilities seemed to be a nice touch, like Static. She found she quite liked to be dominated, and paralysis seemed like it would be fun to experiment with.

Now, what to do once she got to Johto… Shiro's earlier words echoed through her head. "Who knows what kind of perverted Pokémon you seem to attract you'll pick up in Johto." She smiled at the thought.

She fell asleep with a warm heart and satisfied mind.

-(somewhere else)-

The feeling of being released from a pokéball was like being pulled apart at a molecular level, only less painful and more uncomfortable.

The medium sized Pokémon immediately took in his surroundings- he only vaguely recognized the beaten pathway leading away from the tiny village he'd been captive in for the past four years of his life.

"Cinder, use Tackle on that ratatta!"

The Pokémon blinked, staring up at the human child that shouted out the command. It took him a long moment to realize that 'Cinder' was supposed to be him.

'Cinder' looked at his target, a purple rat foraging in the dirt some yards away, oblivious to his surroundings, then turned back to narrow his already squinting eyes at the insolent child.

The kid frowned. "Are you deaf? I said Tackle it!"

'Cinder' simply fired off a shot of flame at the human's legs, setting his khaki shorts ablaze. The kid screamed bloody murder- he was just being dramatic, the fire type thought with a mental eyeroll- which consequently scared the target ratatta off into the brush.

Without waiting for any more reaction, 'Cinder' blasted the flailing kid in the face with a thick plume of black smoke and tackled him to the ground. The boy's head bounced off the spongy earth, causing his head to spin with light flashing behind his eyelids, and the next thing he knew he was out cold.

'Cinder' eyed the flames crawling across the child's clothing and sighed. His bones snapped out of place and his shape morphed into that of a totodile. He opened his toothy maw and unleashed a torrent of cold water onto the unconscious kid's body to put out the flame.

He may have been mildly sociopathic, but he wasn't a murderous monster.

With his good deed of the day now complete, the now-water type reached into the pocket of the kid's charred shorts and felt around for his pokéball, which he easily found and pulled out. He placed the red and white sphere between his razor sharp teeth and bit down as hard as he could.

The ball broke in half with a satisfying 'snap'. He tossed the remains beside the kid's unconscious, burnt body and turned towards the woods.

That was easier than he'd been expecting. He was forced to take the form of a Pokémon he'd seen around the lab to do it, of course, and ended up being 'chosen' by some ten year old to be a starter, but he had taken care of the human and finally escaped. Once he got far enough, his shape morphed once again, and then he took the shape of the ratatta he'd seen earlier.

It didn't feel right. He shifted through his memories, thinking hard about what to change into that would keep him inconspicuous, and he made a noise of exclamation. He concentrated on his next transformation; he fell onto all fours, his ears elongating and his tail thinning into a slender one with a split tip.

Now satisfied with his look, the espeon continued on his way further into the dark forest, never to look back.