Delphox Anastasia's point of view
Well at least my further research on the computer answered a few more questions about him. Riolus are slow to trust most people, usually only forming bonds quickly when they are first born, but at the same time, will latch on to anyone when they are upset, if no one they know is around. The only conditions the person has to meet is that they are willing to accept the affection and they can't hold any malice in their hearts. That might explain some of Martin's actions. As for him getting aroused earlier apparently that is possible at any age for humans and most Pokemon. Organisming is possible but not ejaculating, that comes late. God I hate myself for even thinking of that line, let alone saying it.
Martin appears to be a lot smarter than I originally, just based on his change in speech. I am not sure if that slip up was on purpose or not, but it was smart of him to talk, the way he did at first. It did change the way I would have treated him, in a beneficial way. He must have be mentially exhausted, as I feel that was the real him I was talking to just then.
He was running around outside for more than three and half hours. It is almost 4pm. He was pushing himself most of the time, he is covered in sweat, it is common for fighting types to try and work through emotional problems by exercising. I wonder if this applies to him. Recceba will be getting home some, she was working a bit later today. As I make it back to Recceba's room Martin is still whimpering a little, as I open the door.
"Want to sleep after you change my diaper" Martin gets out in between yawns
It is a little late for a nap, he is in desperate need of a bath and I need to change his one remaining bandage, but I guess I can let it go this once. I was going to wash his bedding tomorrow anyway.
"Ok but you can't sleep for very long, dinner will be ready in an hour or two."
"Ok" Martin sleepily replies
I get the changing mat out for this one and place him on the floor by the desk. It takes a little while to clean all the poo off his fur and by the time I am done he is well off into dreamland. Placing him into his bed, he grabs one of the nearby pillows, cuddling it, with his legs up close to his chest and his tail wrapping around him.
Walking out to the kitchen I notice my phone on the counter, I forgot about it for most of the day. There are few new messages, the most important one being from a friend of mine that works with the police. Apparently he wants to talk, something about being able to learn a bit more about Martin. Unfortunately he is human so I have to set-up my phone for a video call.
The translators that do exist are garbage anyway, people use them only if they are really desperate and it is not like it works on wilds, only on the common tongue of us civilised. Us civilised Pokemon have so many ways we can communicate that it makes them unnecessary. Yuuki answers pretty much straight away.
"Looks like we learn a bit more about our mystery little friend, we manage to recover some information from the owner's Pokedex" said Yuuki
"Really now, well he did wake up today so I was able to get a little bit out of him" signed Anastasia
"That good how are they going"
"It was been a turbulent few hours, Martin are now sleeping"
"So that is their name, that was one a the few things we could not get"
"What did he end up telling you"
"His trainer's name is Samantha Robinson, his name is Martin Robinson, he is 16 months old, he is from somewhere around Nuvema Town, does not remember how he ended up in the forest, he sees Samantha as his mum and she has at least one other Pokemon, an Infernape, Prince."
"Well that does cover most of it, there is now some new stuff to add to the file, and the only other real piece of information we could find is that Samantha has one other Pokemon registated to her, a female Lopunny, but we have no other information on them. We will get in contact with the authorities in Nuvema, it might give us a lead"
"I see, did you find anything on how Martin ended up in Kanto?"
"That is the weird part, we could only find a Samantha Robinson mentioned by name in one international database, most of that information was pulled from the Pokedex and there is no record of them travelling to Kanto. It said they were a trainer that competed in Sinnoh, don't know when, and we have nothing else on them. Didn't know they were living in Unova until now, assuming the Riolu is not mistaken. As for him, we have no information on his parents."
I hear the garage start to open. I start getting dinner ready
"Is there anything else you wanted to talk about, Rebecca is home and I have dinner I need to make"
"No I don't, bye then"
"Bye"
As I hang up, Rebecca walks in the door looking more tired than normal
"Busy day?" signed Anastasia
"Yeah, some people can't take no for an answer. How is our little friend going" Rebecca replied
"He woke up earlier today, but is now sleeping again. Martin had a bit of an outburst when I hesitated to answer one of his questions. He is way smarter than I thought he would be."
"How so"
I catch Rebecca up on what happened today. Signing and cooking at the same time are a pain, but doable with telekinesis and at this point Rebecca is helping too.
"So we have a bit of handful then to deal with"
"You don't, I do, who will be taking care of them for the most part?"
"Fair, but still he should have better control of his emotions, that is one of the first things they learn."
"Well I am not sure if he had anyone to teach him, he saw Samthama as his mum. Not like an Infernape or Lopunny could teach him much about aura."
"Could you help him, you read others emotions all the time?"
"I do that mainly at work, which is completely different. I am not affected by other emotions like him and he uses aura, I read people's minds. There might be some overlap but I am not sure how much. Do you know anyone that could help?"
"Unfortunately no, there are few Pokemon that can manipulate aura but even fewer that can feel it or see it and as for humans I don't know anyone personally who is an aura user."
"So the closest we have got is me, welp I guess we can try looking up videos on how to teach him. It is getting close to dinner. I should go check up on him."
"Ok, I will finish up here."
As I approach the room Martin is in, I feel a sense of pleasure and excitement. What is he up to?
Riolu Martin's Point of view
Don't know how long I have been asleep for, but I feel a little less tired, not as drained and at least I am not wet, for the moment. First I create that barrier again, apparently I can't keep it up in my sleep and start to explore my body a bit further.
For the most part it is what I was expecting, I think these two long black things on the side of my head help feel aura, they are really sensitive to touch and my tail is much more flexible than I thought it would be. I thought it would be incredibly stiff with no give to it, but it is closer to the flexibility of a dog's tail. I also have three fingers and a thumb, ok fuck Gamefreak official act I guess. As for my teeth, they are much like dog's too and it makes sense, if I am meant to be omnivorous. Anastasia didn't question me when I said I eat the same food as a human. Standing up finally I realise why I was unsteady on my feet earlier I am walking on my toes, that apparently will take some use getting to. I am surprised I am doing that naturally.
Feeling over my muscles, it appears they are well defined, even at this age and there is minimal fat on my body or at least from what I can feel. Fur covers all of my body, except on my hands and feet and is even over most areas. It is thicker on my head and tail, while thinner around my genitals and ass. I put my hand down the front of my diaper.
Speaking of which, my balls are tiny and my penis is not much better. The tip is still really sensitive, it swells quickly, I may as well go for it, I don't know how long I will have to myself. I stop horny me for just a moment before I give the green light. I expand my aura field, (I guess I can call it that, it rolls off the tongue much better than something like an emotion sensing field. Even though the latter is more correct.) Anastasia and someone else, not important, are on the other side of the house, in the lounge room/kitchen. Ha so I can tell the difference between people based on their auras. I lay back down in my bed on my back.
With that last rational thought I let go to the inner beast. My hand moves back down my diaper, playing with the tip of my tiny dick, it swells again to double its size. I start making grunting sounds, to quiet them a little and grab my tail with my other hand and put it in my mouth. I start lightly chewing my tail a little, it excites me more. Pulling my hand out of my diaper, I squeeze my legs releasing a wave of pleasure, it is nice to have a thick diaper between my legs.
Rubbing the front, it makes a loud crinkling sound. These are plastic backed diapers, I love the loud sound, those reusable cloth ones are the worst. They are not as soft and lack these sounds, these are what a diaper should sound like. Rubbing the front doesn't feel as nice so, I try something I never did as a human. With my tail still in my mouth I sit up, grabbing one of the pillows, and I start humping. My body grows hot as I reach my climax, I have lasted longer than I thought I would. My first time as a human was over in 20 second and it took a few times to really get any real good pleasure out of it.
This feels closer to 90 seconds, I abandon all subtlety, as I start to go faster. My grunting is getting louder than what I should let it. I feel that familiar explosion of pleasure as I collapse on my side with my eyes closed. Relief washes over me, I think I should sit here a bit longer than so to the kitchen. As I start to calm down I feel another presence close by opening my eyes. It is Anastasia.
Her open mouth is a little slack, how much did she see, fuck that is not something I small child should know about. She must have seen me, at the very least me climaxing and worst of all, I notice what feels like cracks in my emotional barrier. Did she feel what I felt, then there is no question what I was doing. What will she do, will she get mad, will she figure out I am not what I appear to be. My eyes grow watery as my barrier is about to burst. Then she does something that comes out of left field. She walks over calmly and picks me up cradling me like a baby close to her chest. Saying
"There is no need to be upset or embarrassed, I am not angry at you. I don't know how you figure out how to do that but I will not ask, it is a great way to relieve stress and you have been under alot lately. I just ask that you do it in private, ok, it is something special, only for you. If you need some alone time just ask and don't tell Rebecca about this, ok, it might be nothing to her, but I don't know how she would react."
I start slowly sniffling and crying happy tears, she doesn't care, in fact she encouraged me to continue. This was not what I was expecting, why is she so understanding. She starts humming a little, it is a slow sad melody, a few small fires dance behind her. They memorise me as I quickly calm down, my barrier rebuilding itself as I do.
"Well, it looks like I can thank my mum for a few more things now. That worked on me as a kid and now I am using it do on you"
We stay like this for a few more minutes, eventually she places me down, I follow timidly behind Anastasia as she guides me out to the kitchen to meet, who I am guessing is Rebecca
Delphox Anastasia's point of view
I can't bring myself to shame Martin for exploring his body and enjoying himself, I am guilty of it myself. Nowhere near as young, but as a Braxin I experimented quite a bit and the human I was living with at the time made it out to be a bad thing that had to be avoided. Fuck religion it has only caused more problems then it has solved. I listened and became ashamed of those feelings only later finding out that they are natural, I was not harming anyone.
They even went one step further and convinced a young vulnerable Pokemon that we are sinful creatures that have to repent for the crimes of our wild counterparts, because of the way they treated humans in the past. We let ourselves be influenced by the devil and that is why we hurt those created in God's image. That is why we are treated the way we are by humans, all because an imagery asshole said so. It is so rich coming from that…
I can feel Martin growing upset again. I have to calm down, let my inner flame simmer. I can't let it control me. Focus on the presents and the gift I now have.
I am much happier living with Rebecca, I could have my own place, but the laws around Pokemon owning homes is still spotty and some cities outright ban it still. There is still a long way to go, very few species get the treatment they deserve, I am just one of the lucky few. We caused enough problems for the humans to listen. Pokeballs are a necessary evil but I have full control over my.
There are other more selfish reasons for letting Martin continue to pleasure himself, he was so distraught when I found out. This could be a good bonding moment, I want him to trust me more, to let his guard down around me. Even if he is not around forever, I want to enjoy the time I have with him.
He is following close behind me, as I lead him out to the kitchen, his anticipation and fear grow as we get closer. Rebecca has started plating up at this point, it is just Pidgey, with rice and vegetables. Rebecca notices Martin, peeking out from behind me.
"Hello there Martin, I am Rebecca, it is nice to meet you"
He grabs onto my fur and hides behind me. Why are you being so timid now, you were not with me. I pick him up, bring him closer to eye level with Rebecca and he shyly waves, before looking away again.
"Can you understand me" asks Rebecca
Martin responds in Pokemon common, before realising his mistakes and signs it, still not looking at her.
"A little, not good at ?, better at signing"
"What did you sign just then, did you mean Kantoan?"
I say, showing him the correct sign. He nods, copying it. Rebecca was not able to understand what I said, but got the idea.
"That ok, I will try to keep my sentences simple, if you don't understand Anastasia can help out (throughout the night I do have to explain a few different words to him). Who taught you, Kantoan?"
That right he has shown that he can understand at least 3 languages at his age and possibly one more given that he said he knows Unovan, that is quite impressive, even if his understanding in 2 or 3 of them are spotty.
"Learn from TV, some shows were Kantoan" Martin signed
"Really now that is amazing,you learned by yourself" Rebecca says in a overly dramatic why
Martin just turns around and scrowls.
"No need to be over the top, about it"
"Sorry, I was just trying to make you feel a little more comfortable"
I help carry over the plates and cups. There is a sippy cup for Martin, he doesn't look very impressed by it. Speaking of which, does he need one? He didn't have any trouble when he was drinking outside this afternoon. I try to place Martin on the booster seat, between the two of us, but he refuses to let go of me.
"Don't you want to sit at the table like a big boy?" Anastasia questions
"Don't want to sit next to Rebecca." Martin replies
"Fine I will move the chair, but you have to let me put you down"
He nods, I put him down and then switch the chairs. He climbs up and I move the chair in for him. Unfortunately we don't have any plastic utensils for him, but as long as he doesn't bang them against the table it should be fine.
"You don't want to sit next to me." Rebecca says, as she starts to fake cry a little
"Don't want to, stop talking to me like I am a baby, not stupid" Martin signs
"Isn't that a little rich coming from someone in a diaper?
"That doesn't mean anything" Martin huffs and then signs it, with his face going bright red
"It's ok I am only teasing you, aren't you a little bit less scared of me now."
"A little"
The talking slows as we start eating and most of it is just small talk, Rebecca getting to know Martin a bit better, asking him what he did today. His use of utensils is impressive as well, a little clumsy, but he isn't making a big mess and his table manners are good as well. He does slip up a few more times talking with me and Rebecca getting confused between signing and talking, which is a little unusual. As we finish dinner Rebecca says.
"I think it is about time someone goes for a bath, do you want to go with Anastasia or do you have a bath by yourself?"
Matin look up confused for a moment and signs
"With Anastasia"
"I will deal with the dishes Anastasia, you can deal with our little guest."
Nodding, I pick him up and start walking to the shower.
"What do you think of Rebecca?" Anastasia asks
"She is ok, don't like her sense of humour"
"Well it made you feel a bit more comfortable right"
He doesn't respond, only burying his head into my fur. I grab another towel my way past as we enter the bathroom. I put him down, undo his diaper, he is still dry and start to undo the bandage on his left arm, he winces as I put it a little too hard.
"Looking like it is stuck to some of the dried blood, we can soak it in the shower and try to slowly get it off."
"That would be better, I don't want to reopen it." Martin says
I cut the excess bandage using my fire and he follows me into the shower. I make the water a bit cooler than normal so it is comfortable for him and guide him under it. I wet my fur too, as I grab the bottle of soap. I gesture for him to cup his hand and put some into it. He starts to mix it into his fur, but is doing it all wrong
"Don't you know how to wash yourself properly?." Anastasia asked
"No, someone else usually do it"
Another unusual thing about him, even if someone helps if he should have a basic idea of the correct movements.
"It's ok I will help you, but watch what I do, it is important you learn. Most of us furred Pokemon only wash ourselves once every few days, as it is a pain to do it all the time, unless we get really dirty, but that only makes it more important to do it correctly. Although that doesn't mean we can get away with not grooming, it is important to look presentable. Do you know how to groom yourself?"
"No" Martin says in a very low tone
"It looks like that is something else I will have to teach you."
Was no one teaching him anything about self care? I show him the correct way to clean himself, I start on his arms, head and chest, then move on to his back.
"Ok I want you to try on your legs now, while I start cleaning myself."
He is a quick learner, the movements are a little off, but they will get better.
"Isn't shampoo bad for our fur, though, it removes the oils our bodies make? They help protect our fur."
God he is so smart, but his knowledge is just all over the shop
"This one is not, it is made to leave those oils alone and just helps removes the dirt and dry skin."
After cleaning myself, I start teasing apart the rest of the bandage on his left arm. Thankfully a good soaking is all it needed. The gash runs down the majority of his forearm, the stitches are still all intact and are dissolvable so we don't have to get them cut out. I will have to bandage it up again, as it starts bleeding a little again. Martin is clearly in a bit of pain, as the water touches it.
"I think that is good enough for today, let's get you dried."
I usher him out of the showers, as I start to rapidly heat up my body, feeding my inner flame with deep quick breaths. The water evaporates off my body, my hair stands on end in some places, as the stream goes out the window and cool air rushes in.
"That is so cool, I wish I could do that" Martin yells
He tries to run up to me as I quickly shut the shower door.
"Don't touch me, I am still quite hot, I don't know if it is enough but I might burn you."
He looks ashamed
"Just got a bit excited"
"Haven't you seen Prince do that before?"
"No, never seen him have a bath"
"Really who did you have baths with"
"Samathan"
I see, he must have done pretty much everything with her, is that why he knows so little about being a Pokemon?
"Did you do much with Prince?"
"Not really"
Getting out of the shower, I start to dry him down. He just stands there and doesn't stop me. Without asking he then lies down on the mat, he must think I was going to put his diaper on next.
"I need to brush your fur first, silly, you don't want matted fur in your diaper area"
He just looks at me confused as he stands up
"But what if I have an accident, I am out of the shower now?"
"If that is what you are worried about I will do that area first then I will put your diaper on"
"Ok"
I grab one of the large brushes as I get to work. I really only need to worry about the fur on his legs and stomach that are covered by his diaper. The rest is pretty short and sorts itself out.
"I forgot the baby powder so we will have to do you diaper in Rebecca room"
I grab the dry diaper from earlier and some brushes, he follows me without a word. He lays down, and as I finish putting the diaper on him, I can feel relief wash over him. Is he really that scared of having an accident?
"I am going to show you how I brush my fur and I want you to try and copy me"
He nods, silently watching me. He tries to start doing it himself, but is clearly struggling to get to stay down. He is brushing in the wrong direction half of the time and is getting frustrated.
"You have to brush, with the grain of the fur like this."
I show him again, but he is still struggling
"What do you mean by the grain" Martin whines
"It is the direction the fur grows in, you can only brush in one direction. Some grains overlap a little so you have to find those spot and change the direction you are brushing"
He is doing it a little better now, but just gives up part way through.
"Why is this so hard"
"It ok you just watch me and I will help you once I am done"
It takes me a good 50 minutes to finish, this is the other reason I hate having showers, it is a long process. I grabbed Martin's hand and had him do the movements with me. I also take the chance to reapply his bandage, the wound has stopped bleeding again, but should be wrapped up. By the time we are done it is almost 8pm, that took over an hour and a half. I hope it is quicker in the future. I grab the few toys out of Martin's bag and tell him to follow me out to the longue.
"I want you to play for a bit by yourself until it is bedtime that is 9pm ok"
"Yes Anastasia, will be good"
I leave him with that, Rebecca and I talk a bit more, nothing important. She has gone for a bath at this point. I do a few other small things: reply to emails from work and it is already 9pm. Martin showed little interest in his toys and just closed his eyes and meditated? I think we need to get him some other toys maybe. I walk over to him.
"It is time for bed"
He opens his eye in a little bit of a daze
"Ok, time to do, teeth?"
"It is, come on, I will do my with you."
He follows me to the bathroom again, and I put him up on the counter. Putting some toothpaste on his toothbrush, I hand it to him. I want to see if he knows how to do this. He processes to turn around a little facing the mirror and brushes his teeth with practised movements. Satisfied I do that same as well and he even does each area for about the right time. Finishing up he rinses out his mouth, putting the toothbrush back, with me doing the same. I pick him up and walk into Rebecca's room to place him into his bed. I feel him grow a bit anxious.
"What's wrong?"
Hesitating Martin replies, "I want to sleep in Anastasia's room, feel safer there."
"That is ok, I will just have to put your bed on the floor."
I put him in his bed and carry him into my room, letting Rebecca know he will be in my room tonight. I place his bed in the corner of my room.
"Do you want me to read you a book?"
"No thank you."
"Don't you like listening to someone read to you?
"I don't mind it I just think the books you will read to me will be boring"
"Why is that?"
"Show me a book you would read to me."
I am a little ignored with his tone but don't show it. I go and grab one of the books we borrow from the library in anticipation of him waking up. It is a simple story about a crane finding his purpose in the world. I ask.
"What is wrong with a book like this?"
"Story to simple and the message is patronising" Martin complies
"Patronising is a big word. Do you know what that means?"
"Of course I do, you are doing it now" Martin says angrily
I sigh "I wasn't trying to be mean, would you prefer something for an older audience"
"I would like that" Martin says in a much quieter voice
His ears back against his head.
"I will put going to the library on the list of things to do but I can't promise we will do it tomorrow."
"Ok."
I go out to the kitchen and grab the sippy cup from earlier, it might be useful still. I say goodnight to Rebecca. Returning to the room.
"In case you need a drink in the night, I will put this on my bedside table."
"Ok."
As a go to turn off the light Martin says
"Aren't you going to change my diaper first, I have wet it."
"I'm sorry, I forgot, thanks for reminding me."
That could have ended badly, I grab what I need from Rebecca's room. His bag does have many left in it, thankfully there are more in the cupboards. He lies down on the floor and I change him into the thicker night diapers. I go to turn off the lights.
"Goodnight Martin."
"Goodnight." Martin replies
I jump into my own bed and try to get some sleep. Almost immediately I hear rustling coming from Martin as he tries to find a comfortable position to sleep in. After 10 minutes, I sense him walk up beside my bed.
"Sorry can't get to sleep, something feel off."
I have no idea what it could be, but I try something unlikely. I only ask it as I want it to be true.
"I know you are a little old for it, but do you have a bottle when you go to bed?"
He hesitates it is a very tempting offer to him, I can feel he is conflicted. We did buy one for him, just in case he used one. I really wanted to bottle feed him.
"No, I don't, but could I sleep with you tonight."
I am speechless, he immediately starts stuttering.
"That's ok, if you don't want to, i can try to get to sleep in my own bed again"
I just hug him. There is nothing more I could have asked, he is willing to trust me this much on day is the type of closeness I have craved, but I never really got to experience it. Martin starts hitting my arm.
"Choking me." he sputters out
I immediately let go, my whole body starts to heat up from embarrassment. When was the last time that happened to me?
"That would not make me any happier of course you can."
Martin wordless climbs up into my bed as I cuddle him, with the back of his head in my boobs. He doesn't complain as we silently drift off to sleep. He is so weird, sometimes he acts much older than what he appears and others he reminds me of a little kid. That night I dream of being a weird shapeless mass, being chased by humans in lab coats. Eventually they catch me and start running tests on me. There are a few other Pokemon there as well but they have weird black markings all over them, that shouldn't be there. The last Pokemon I didn't recognize, its body is a light purple with a dark purple stomach and tail, it has three fingers/toes and is humanoid in shape. With what appears to be a second spiral cord running from the back of its head to the base of its shoulder blades.
Author's Note: I know I have not been doing this very long, but one thing I have learned is a few voices are much more powerful than a few hundred eyes. Between the two websites, I have posted this on, there are maybe 500-700 of you not sure. I have not since a single comment from anyone and that has made me a bit self-conscious. I can understand why some of you don't because of the ABDL themes of the story. What am I doing right/wrong? I think personally I will be more vocal with the artists and writers I like. Give them some sort of direction, especially if they don't have one.