Ready for another legendary Pokémon? Yeah, it's about time we got to them again and this time it's a real classic. Articuno.
This request comes from Shadowlurker7 and it's been over half a year since they requested it. Long time coming but I'm finally coming around to it.
Quick side note, due to the large stockpile of requests being buried over these past months, I can't possibly keep all of them in mind when considering what stories to do next. It's just too big a backlog, so if you have made a request in the past and are still around to want to see it, just add your request as a review to this chapter or send me a private message.
That being said, let's get around to this one finally, going back to the village of Blizzuria village in the ice cold Ulciscor mountains and a young, inquisitive boy called Matthew.
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The winds were harsh upon the mountainous landscape that lashed across the thickly snowed-over plains. It was the middle of winter and one that was predicted to be unusually cold. Some believed it to be due to winds coming from the north, but others thought it to be less than natural causes. One of said doubters, was the young boy Matthew from the remote village, Blizzuria.
"It has to be here, or… somewhere... I know what I saw! It couldn't have gone that far!" He rambled to himself, stomping through the calve-high snow.
For his age, he'd be considered too young to be here on his own alone, yet his curiosity didn't allow for that to stop him. His overall alias being that he was 17 years old, having still a very tiny frame for his age, barely around 5 feet tall and had a wiry, lean body. No noticeable fat nor muscle on him, thus making the cold strike him even harder. Even his several layers of winter gear couldn't shield him from it. He wore facial wind-shielding, a purple ski jacket with silver linings and a fitting pair snow pants with black boots on his feet. He kept as much of his body covered with his clothes as he could, having pulled down the hood of his jacket which hid his silvery white hair followed by a purple scarf over his mouth and nose. This setup helped some, but not by much, as his breath was wafting up from his scarf was fogging up his half-rim glasses.
Matt pulled out his Pokédex from his pocket, but even with a life sign detector, nothing was showing up. He sighed deeply; his glasses now fully fogged over and clouded.
Frustrated, he took them off and wiped the moisture off with his scarf. "I guess even the other wild Pokémon are smart enough to stay out of the cold. What the hell am I doing here? All cause of this stupid damn bet!" He was this close to just throwing his Pokédex into the snow in a fit but in the end couldn't bring himself to do it. It was his own fault that he was out in the snow, even though he knew the weather would get worse.
He looked around, up the mountain slope and down the ravine that led into the valley of central Vindicta. In each direction he could barely see 20 feet ahead. Even the path he came from was completely hidden by gray.
Snow was starting to pile up on his shoulders and his eyes were burning from the sting of the cold. The hopelessness of the situation drove tears into his eyes. He just wanted to be right about something, at least once. "Fuck, I'm such an idiot!" He cursed aloud, before shaking his head, "No… can't think that way. There has to be shelter somewhere around here, or else I won't make it home at the rate this blizzard is going. Guess the only direction that's left is ahead."
Matthew hugged his shoulders, trying to preserve what little heat he could keep in. His teeth were clattering and the soreness in his muscles was mounting. There were no landmarks to orient himself, as he was in the eye of the storm now. He kept blinking and wiping at his face as the snowflakes kept flying into it.
He continued to wander, hoping he would come across just about anything that could give him a sensible direction to turn towards, as he was aimless until out of the flurry… a sound howled through the mountain pass, more shrill than the lashing winds.
His eyes widened as he looked toward the sky where he thought the noise came from. Squinting his eyes… that of a winged shadow was visible, a large creature's silhouette.
"A-articuno?" He called out.
Another shrill call echoed out which sparked hope within him, of which instinct came before thought, thus moving his legs with more vigor than they should have been able to produce at this point.
He ran, trying to not have the mounting snow not stop him, as he almost crawled his way up the mountain, getting into deeper and deeper layers of snow and ice, using up more and more of his energy to get there. "Articuno! I'm here! P-please! Wait for... wait for me! I just want to..." His voice cracked; his lungs more deprived of oxygen the higher he climbed.
"Keep moving, Matt. Moving is the only thing keeping you... keeping you...wa..." A black cloud closed in on the edges of his vision, consciousness beginning to fade.
With all of his might, he tried to keep going, trying so very hard as the wind was fighting against him, blowing downhill from the mountain tops. "I just wanted to... to see... you..."
He collapsed, his body resting on the top layer of the thick blanket of snow. Which he noticed now for first time, that his fingers were already turning a light shade of blue and feeling had left them. Fatigue setting in, he pondered, 'How many hours had I actually been out here?'
It didn't matter now, all his body wanted was to rest, no matter the consequences.
While his vision flickered in and out, a few feet ahead of him, something or someone was approaching him. The shape was indistinguishable to him. He reached out to it, his next words being the last ones he spoke before he finally faded out. "Please... help... me..."
Then all went black.
Sometime later…
"Hngh... ngghhh..." Matthew groaned as his body seemed to slowly regain its strength as his eyes shifted underneath his eyelids. He felt warmth or at least something radiating near him. There was light as well.
Most of his limbs were still numb, but at least he could feel that they weren't freezing anymore. As he slowly regained sight, he found himself in a glacial cave, all its walls covered in thick sheets of ice. Only in front of him was a blank spot of stone and in the middle of it, a crackling fire and plenty of additional fire wood. The ground he was lying on wasn't cold or hard either, in fact, it was the softest thing he'd ever rested on.
He touched its surface and picked up something from it. "Wait... down feathers?" He paused for a moment, before stating to the open, "Hello? Is anyone here?" He sat up and found it even more confusing than before as he had been placed inside of an assortment of twigs and leaves. It was shaped like a nest.
Other than him, there was nobody inside of the cave though. To which, he now is aware and awake, now having felt the shivers shoot through his body and pushed the questions of why, who and where, aside to get to the fire and warm up.
With his jittery breath, he huddled up to it and took a look outside. Which upon observation, just outside of the cave's entrance, the blizzard was still raging on so much that there was no telling how late it even was.
Matthew focused his attention back on the flames to distract himself from the cold. Hugging his knees and having pulled up his scarf, he was about to take a rest and let the warmth heat up the rest of his body when suddenly, a heavy thud from outside shook him wide awake. He sat there, frozen, as heavy footsteps moved in from behind, sounding like they belonged to a massive beast of a sort.
His heartbeat quickened and he didn't dare to look, but he heard it all the same. It was close. The sounds of stomped snow turned into the cracking of ice and scraping of claws against a hard surface.
Fear and panic having set in, he clenched up, fingers digging into his legs as he forced out a plea for his life. "P-please don't hurt me! I have no idea how I got in here, i-it's just so cold out there! I-I was just going to warm up and go home! I w-won't enter your turf ever again, I promise!"
A short moment of silence overcame him as he began to sob, tears streaming down his face, to which he winced as the scraping of claws came up right behind him.
But then, all of the sudden… the softest, warmest voice his ears had ever heard, responded. "Oh sweetie, if you were still cold, you should have stayed in the nest."
"I... uh... what… h-huh?" He opened his eyes as a pair of massive, unimaginably soft wings embraced him from behind. Immediately he felt sheltered from the cold as if an isolating comforter blanket was tossed over him. Still speechless, his brain tried to grapple with the situation, though the moment, he felt this immense sense of comfort wash over him.
"There, there. I knew I shouldn't have left you back here alone, you've been shaking and shivering since I found you." She said, pausing, before giving a comforting smile, "I promise I'll make it up to you now and keep you nice and warm." The embrace got a little tighter, yet not uncomfortably so. The down feathers inside of this Pokémon, whichever one it was, were just as soft as the ones that had been laid out in the nest.
As he was pulled in closer, he felt the Pokémon's body at his back, letting him lean against it. To which, he was about to look up to see who his savior actually was, when he felt the combined weight of two heavy, malleable mounds rest on the top of his head.
It was here that, it dawned on him, as he knew exactly what it was the moment those fleshy orbs contorted around his head and smothered his ears. "HYAGH!" Blood rushed to his face as he squirmed free in embarrassment and almost stumbled into the campfire when he fell on his butt.
He looked upon a massive bird Pokémon, one that was more than clearly female, judging by her features. She had wide, plump hips and thighs, a slightly chubby belly and a bust with breasts bigger than Matthew's own head. Her whole body was covered in light blue feathers except from the knees down where her legs transitioned into gray-ish brown talons and claws. Behind her back, Matthew could make out a long swathe of dark blue tail feathers which was flatly splayed out on the ground. She had other small deviations from her regular body color as well, with a tuft of white-ish, icy blue down feathers topping off her cleavage and a sort of solid azure blue crown protruding from her forehead.
Whoever this Pokémon was, she was sitting on her knees, still quite surprised by the boy's sudden outburst. "Sweetie, are you alright? Is your head back okay? Did you hurt yourself somewhere?"
Matthew answered with a shaky tone. "I umm... I actually don't know anymore. Y...you're... you're an Articuno! A real Articuno, right?"
"We're not talking about me right now, young man." Her expression was that of a deeply worried mother, coddling her innocent child. She approached him and caressed the side of his face with one of the wings she had instead of arms. She was towering over him so much that she had to lean down a bit to get a look at him, which left her voluptuous breasts dangling right in front of Matthew's eyes. "A boy like you shouldn't have been out there during a storm in the first place. What did you think you were doing, sweetie?"
Blushed up to his ears, Matthew set his glasses straight and cleared his throat, even though it was in vain with how much his voice was cracking. "I... I was looking for something. Our village has had these blizzards for a while now and I... well... I thought that maybe it doesn't usually get this bad during this time of year. My theory was that there must be some powerful ice Pokémon behind it. So I tried to find one... y'know... like you."
She sighed a little as she knelt down and sunk her head in slight shame. "You shouldn't have to put yourself in so much danger for something like this, sweetie. The storms will be over soon. I'm so sorry if I made trouble for your village but I am moving on very soon and then you'll all be safe ag... ghhhhh!" The Articuno couldn't finish her sentence as a sudden, stinging pain overcame her. She held her stomach, hunched over in agony.
"What's wrong?!" Matthew asked in a panic.
But all the Articuno did was smile to assuage his fears. "It's nothing serious, darling. Just a bit of a stomachache."
"This seems a bit too serious for a stomachache. Here, let me help you." Matthew got under her wing and supported her on the way over to her nest.
"Aren't you a little gentleman. Ugghhh... I think I DO need a bit of a break. I really shouldn't have been flying like this." She settled into the nest, looking a bit saddened to be such a burden to this young boy who didn't even know her. "Tell me sweetie, what's your name."
He smiled, despite his concern and answered sweetly. "It's Matthew. Matthew Silver. What's yours?"
She sorrowfully replied. "As impolite as it is, I'm afraid I don't have one, sweetie. How about you pick something? I'm sure I'll like it."
He panted, calming himself down before getting his bearings straight, to which he then looked her up and down as he sat beside her in the nest, Matthew now forcing himself not to stare at her bare breasts and instead tried to focused in on her crown-like headdress. "That… thing on your head, it's made of ice, right?"
Articuno was happy to hear him take note of it. "Very perceptive, Matthew. Do you like it?"
"I've always kind of liked ice type Pokémon, they're pretty cool."
She giggled. "Was that pun intentional, young man?"
He blushed and scratched at his neck. "A-aha, sorry… um… oh right, those crystals, they have a very nice color to them." He complimented her even more, to which, the conversation took a few turns going to a variety of topics, but it then got to the point where Matthew needed to think about what to call her, and simply 'Articuno' wasn't going to be very unique and original, to which, when the Pokémon asked what name should be given…
"How about Azura then? Uh, for your name I mean."
Her facial features transformed into a happy and satisfied one as she proceeded to pet his head. "See, I knew I would like it. You're a smart boy, Matthew."
"You think so? A lot of people sure don't think such, since I'm a walking mess usually." He sighed at the end as he hid his melancholic emotion behind an awkward smile.
"Hmm? Why is that?"
"I didn't come out here just to prove my theory. Back in Blizzuria, well... people kind of know me only as some wannabe know-it-all who usually gets everything wrong. One time I thought there was an earthquake in town and woke up my parents up in the middle of the night to get them down into the basement."
Matthew hugged his knees as he continued his story and even though he was laughing about such, though it was clear how much of a sore spot it was to him. "Turns out, it was only Mr. Honer and an Onix, coming home late from his night shift. My parents thought I was making fun of him for being heavy."
He paused, sighing a bit before continuing, "What was worse though… was when I messed up in front of my classmates in school, and let me tell you, they never let me live stuff like that down. And this time, it just… got to me, I guess. I made a bet that I wasn't just being paranoid and well... just for once, I wanted to be right."
"Oh, sweetie..." With a mix of regret and shame, Azura decided to confide in him. "Well, this time you are."
"What?"
She winced a little, as she was still groaning in slight pains. "It… IS my fault that these storms keep raging on outside."
Matthew was rocked from his relaxed position to a more inquisitive one, and inquired further, slightly shocked to find this out now. "B-but... why would you do that? Blizzuria has been fighting blizzards and avalanches for the past few days!"
Matthew's quick curiosity was beginning to sound more agitated, now knowing his suspicions were confirmed.
"I know I know and… I am sorry about that. Usually, I have my powers under control but lately... ngghhhhaaaahhh!" An elongated, hissing cry of pain escaped her lips and she bent over, holding her stomach, panting a bit in attempts to control herself, before recovering. "Well… you see the state I'm in? Whenever these pains get stronger, the storms do as well and I can't focus on stopping them anymore."
"B... but what's wrong? Did you eat something bad?" Matthew went to try and comfort her while trying to rule out whatever possibilities there were, 'Could… a Pokémon have poisoned her?' He also thought, but thought it to be nigh impossible at least… from a common poison type. Or, could it be perhaps, hunters?
She giggled. "No Matthew. The reason behind my pain is something actually quite wonderful. I'm going to lay an egg." She leaned back and rested on her wings as she invited him closer. "Here, come touch my belly. You can feel for yourself."
Matthew's eyes shifted uncomfortably as her wings no longer covered her body. However hard it was not to stare; he was too intrigued to not take her up on the invitation. "Can I?" He asked, a little hesitant, but with a smile, he shimmied over.
"Sure, darling. It's down there, in the middle."
He laid his palm on the small bump. Her belly was warm and very soft, just like the rest of her frontal body and wings, which made Azura notice him grow red in the face as he couldn't stop himself from catching a glimpse of the rest of her body. "What's the matter, sweetie? Your face looks like a Tamato Berry."
"I... I guess I'm... just still not used to wild Pokémon and how you... well..." He referred to her bare-naked body, blushing even harder as he involuntarily ogled her curves.
Azura made little effort to hide it but still let out a sheepish giggle. "I am not quite used to this body myself. When this... change happened a few years ago, I didn't know quite what to make of it myself. Though, I suppose it's nothing I am supposed to be ashamed about, right?"
"O... of course not! Your body is... well… there's absolutely nothing to hide. I uh… personally think it's uh… pretty! Y-you ah… have a very nice er... shape... I uh... sorry... I don't… even k-know what I'm saying anymore."
Endeared by his honest attempt at a compliment, Azura chuckled and let the matter slide, instead changing the subject back to the topic at hand. "Have you found the egg yet?"
His hands continued to feel about her body, before he paused, making Matthew forming a confirming grin as he felt the honey melon sized mound. "I think I got it. There's this pretty firm spot here, like there's something solid inside."
She beamed with joy at the young boy's curiosity. "That's the one~. It's pretty big, isn't it?"
Matthew chuckled. "It is but... if you're having a baby then where is..."
Matthew's question was cut off as Azura suddenly leaned against the wall of the cave as another wave of pain overwhelmed her. The feathers on her forehead were shining with sweat. "G-guh! H-hah… hah… I-I'm sorry, little one… B-But I think it's c-coming."
In a panic, Matthew rushed to her side. "Oh… uh… Right! Right! Um... uh... what should I do? I've never helped with giving birth before!"
With heavy gasps, she took a few deep breaths before she reassured him. "Don't worry, it's not my first egg. I will be fine. Having your company here is already more than I can ask for."
Unsure of his capability to help, Matthew still held her wing and gently petted it as he watched over her. "I'll be right by your side. Take all the time you need."
She turned to him and smiled. "Thank you, sweetie. You're the kind of guy that will make a girl very happy someday." After that, her voice turned into groans and hoarse yelps. She spread her legs, trembling and aching.
After a few moments, her wing started to almost crush Matthew's hand with its grip strength as the egg made its way out. Even though he could hardly see it from his angle, he saw the bulge move down her abdomen. The feathers in her crotch parted and her vagina underneath opened up wide, way beyond what one would think possible.
Matthew was… stunned by the sight, but he held steadfast and kept his firm grip on her wing and sided up to her. "I... I don't know much but... I think I can see the shell already. You're almost there. Just a little push."
"AAAHHHHH! Arceus! I-I can feel it! Matthew! G-guh! H-hold me! Please! I don't want to go… nnnggh! Gaaaah I don't wanna go through this alone a-again!"
Her words caught Matthew off guard for a moment, as he begun to ask "Wait… Again?" Realizing however the scope of the situation, he stopped himself before he decided to put it off, "Nevermind, trust me, I won't go anywhere. Just try to breathe, okay? I've got you! Everything will be fine."
The pain was mounting, Matt could see it. He wished he could make it end, yet he knew he would have to keep her pushing, it was at this point did the widest diameter of the egg had passed her stretched vaginal folds, he cringed at the sight, but didn't say anything or physically reacted to it, that wasn't important. "Alright, you're almost done. I'll... I'll make sure it's safe. Just a little bit further. Just… try to focus on my voice, and push, okay? Push!"
He thus, repositioned himself to be in front of Azura to confirm that the egg was indeed halfway out at this point, the bottom half to be specific.
"NghghhhHGGHHHH!"
"I know! I know! Alright, I'm pulling! Push with me! 1...2...3!" The egg was slimy as he placed his hands on it, the texture of the egg was smooth. It was a very weird feeling and sight to be this close to a woman's private area, but once more, he pushed away those thoughts and feelings as best he could. Which now with his hands around the egg as best as he could get it, he now with a little bit of elbow grease and with that final bit of strain with an oddly satisfying squelch, the egg was finally fully laid. It was wet, heavy and almost the size of Matthew's head but it was healthy and fully intact.
Matthew now taking all the care in the world to be gentle, he cradled the egg in his arms, taking an exhausted sigh of relief. He took a look at the egg, and observed that it was mostly a white-ish beige, dotted with icy blue circles. He looked up only to see Azura fully out of it, her eyes were vacant and staring downward, exhaustion literally showing as her body was twitching, her muscles still aching and settling back into their regular place.
Hoping to shake her out of her stupor, he crawled over to her and handed her the egg. "Look, it's uh… your little one. All healthy and all yours."
She embraced the soon-to-be baby and caressed it with her winged feathers, her adoration clearly apparent on her exhausted yet beaming face. "It's a miracle, isn't it? That such a tiny little thing can hold so much potential for life. So fragile, yet… so powerful at the same time." She spoke those words like there was regret behind them, though at this moment, those underlying feelings didn't reach Matthew's still adrenaline-fueled mind.
"So... when do you think it's going to hatch? Have you thought of a name yet?"
As if he had put sand on a deep wound, Azura put the egg down, petting it as though she was taking pity on it. "This one... won't, Matthew. It's unfertilized."
A thousand thoughts raced through his mind as the howling winds slowly subsided a bit outside. He couldn't quite comprehend the concept. "You mean... there's no baby inside of it?" He tapped it a few times, watching it wobble yet remain upright. "But why? Why do you even have to lay an egg if there's nothing inside of it?"
She looked somber, watching the snowstorm of her own creation outside of their cave. Cold drafts of it finding their way inside every now and then. "It happens every couple of years. I can even tell in advance when the pains will start. But it's nice for once to not be have to suffer through it alone." She half cooed and chuckled as she shot Matthew a warm smile.
He returned it but the concern for her still didn't subside. "I know it's probably not a nice thing to ask but... why don't you have a partner. You know... for mating and raising kids with you."
The mention of companionship visibly saddened her, almost as if she had felt a sense of hopelessness for a long time. "I've tried to. I've tried so hard. I've searched high and low for others of my species but have had no luck anywhere. This is the coldest Place in Vindicta so I assumed there would be someone here. But alas it seems like I only made trouble for the people who live here. At this point I'm wondering if I might be the last of my kind in Vindicta."
At first, Matthew was as stumped by her plight as much as she was, sympathizing and sharing in the despair. After all, Blizzuria hadn't even heard of another Articuno in decades. But then something dawned on him that should have been an obvious solution from the start. "Wait... have you checked the cities yet?"
She perked up and looked at him as if pitying him for his naivety. "Oh silly boy, why would I look for an ancient, legendary Pokémon in the human cities?"
In turn, he looked at her like she'd been living under a rock for the past 10 years. "Becaaaaauuuuse legendaries have settled among the humans and are kind of a big deal now?"
"Big deal? In what way?"
"Well, Kabakas has a Lugia Princess, a Lunala Queen and Solgaleo King each reign over their own islands, the vizier of Faradha shares his kingdom with his Zygarde and Xerneas wives and there are plenty of legendary models and actors here in Vindicta. You're... you're saying you've never heard about... any of this before?"
Azura slumped back, this information having stunned her now, as she was now collapsing in on herself. "I... I never knew. I know this body change had some consequences but... I never expected the relationship between people and Pokémon to change so drastically. But that would mean... What... what happened to humans catching our kind and using us for battling each other?"
Matt made a motion with his hand as if he was throwing something over his shoulder. "Long outlawed. With how human-like Pokémon became, it seemed kind of wrong to keep doing it. Of course, there are still those who want those days of competition and collecting to come back but... the majority of people now have a different kind of bond with Pokémon. You know? Friends, partners, lovers... wives." Matthew became a bit flustered naming these last two. "Seems like you've missed a lot."
"Clearly..." She had a million-mile stare on her, looking into the flames of the crackling campfire. "...but where do I even start? I've been on my own for so long and kept away from humans wherever I could. How do I even approach them?"
Matthew pepped right up and went over to stoke the fire, putting enough firewood on it to at least keep the cave warm for the night. "How about I introduce you? Blizzuria is as remote a place as any to start socializing again. Maybe you can even find a mate among them."
"Mate with a human? Is that really possible?"
"Plenty of people have done it already. Humans and Pokémon have never been more compatible than they have been the past few years. Along with the deeper bonds and understanding we shared, I guess your biology caught up to it as well. So, if you really want to become a mother, a human partner can help you with that as well. Plus, it'd be a whole lot easier than having to look for another Articuno."
He ruffled his messy silver hair as he turned away from the fire and faced her with a heartwarming smile. "Besides, I'd really like a chance to brag about being right for once." He chuckled with an impish grin.
In that moment, Azura saw this young, optimistic go-getter of a boy and knew that she would be alright if he was the one guiding her. He was just so innocently and irresistibly endearing to her, but she seemed convinced. "Alright, sweetie. I will give it a shot."
Matthew let out a sigh of relief although the enthusiasm was slightly stifled when he looked at the flurry of snow outside. "Though… there's no way we're going to do it today though. I think this storm is gonna keep going for a while, even if your pain doesn't spur it on anymore. Any chance you could... you know... lend your cave to me for the night?"
Azura smiled, nodding as she laid down on her side and lifted a wing to invite him inside. "There's more than enough room, darling. Snuggle in!" She offered and cooed with a closed-eye smile of pure joy as if she'd just been waiting for him to ask. She almost seemed giddy, longing for someone to cuddle with. "I've never had anyone to share my nest with before. This is kind of thrilling, isn't it?"
Matthew seemed to look like he was in a daze at what he's staring at, before finally he got a hold of himself, and forced down the saliva that started collecting in his mouth, staring at the view of a naked, bodacious woman basically demanding him into bed with her but even with the fire, the night would have still been too cold for him to refuse this offer. "I... if you really don't mind..."
Thus, he proceeded to take off his heavy winter boots and at least the top layer of his clothes before making himself cozy in the bed of feathers. Azura's wing draped over Matt's body like a sheltering blanket and immediately he was overcome with this sense of security and isolation from the harsh winter air. Under normal circumstances, this snug little cot of soft warmth would be relaxing and comforting, but Matthew felt more tense than anything else. The main reason for that being the massive pair of breasts flattening against his back and even the rest of her body coiling around him to keep him sheltered. It was difficult to keep his arousal in check at this point…
"Don't think about it... don't think about it... don't think about it..." He kept saying to himself over and over in his head, trying to ignore the blatant rush of blood that was trying to flood to his crotch. "Stop it! She's not doing it intentionally; she just wants to sleep!" He mentally screamed at himself to get a hold of his own sexual libido.
While Matthew was busy bending over to stifle his resilient, forming erection, Azura only snuggled him into him more. To her, he was like an equally size plush toy, which was evident as he soon found his head sandwiched in her cleavage and his butt right against her crotch. His eyes shot open as he noticed, trying to wriggle away into any position but this.
With every shake and shimmy though, he only got sucked further into her feathery bosom. Matthew having barely knew this woman, it was so wrong but it felt so right, but it was oh so inviting. He could already see himself sinking into this sea of fluff but he had to keep at least SOME distance.
"Azura, please... could you… uh… m-move a little? It's getting... a bit too close for comfort."
But all he got as a response was the soft sound of her breathing and firmly closed eyes. He hadn't seen her this relaxed the entire time he'd known her for but there she was, sleeping like a baby. He rolled over, their fronts facing each other, which did not make the situation any easier. Confronted with the full, bare figure of Azura's body, all the repressed arousal came back in full force. Matt was frozen, unsure what to do with himself or how to get himself out of this situation.
Her wings were wrapping around him and he fully knew they weren't going to stop until he was once again swallowed by her embrace. He closed his eyes, whimpered and prepared for the inevitable.
"Ah..." Azura flinched a little, some sort of minor but tantalizing stimulation shaking her awake. She looked down, greeted with quite the sight of a young, cute, silver-haired boy who was pressing his face into her boobs. She was confused but at the same time not the least bit willing to fight against it. And when he started to grab the sides of her fleshy mounds, he began kneading them, molesting them, her sense went out the window. It was this pleasant show of affection she had been lacking all this time. "Ohhhhh little one... nnnff, ngggaah... I didn't expect you to be this... brazen~."
She was left moaning as Matthew's digits dug into her flesh, massaging the malleable mounds with furious abandon. This situation to her mind could be interpreted as nothing but raging, sexual desire.
With a moan, her grip on him lightened as she instead began petting the back of his head like a nurturing mother. This release, gave Matt enough room to get his head unstuck after which he was gasping for air. "HHEEEEEUUUGHHH! Holy fuck, I think I saw heaven for a moment there!" As his breath returned to him, he slowly became aware of his surroundings again and was welcomed back to the world of the living by the open-mouthed, expectant face of Azura.
He noticed the position they were in. A deep, close embrace that had him locked against her body. His head was on top of her cleavage and his crotch was pushed against hers. In fact, it seemed like she was actively grinding into him. She whined in a sexually frustrated tone. "A-aahn~, hah… hah… Aww... why did you stop?"
"Uh… S-stop what exactly?" Matthew tried to play dumb as his flushed face was showing how hard he was trying to avoid looking at other places to stare at.
"I've been looking… so long for a mating partner in this world. When you told me that I could now mate with not only my own kind but with humans as well, I… never even considered you. But with your actions, fondling me and sating your lust with my body, you've shown me that you are more than ready and willing." Without missing a beat, her flushed face encroached on his, sucking his lips into a fervent, hot kiss.
Matthew went stiff as a board, his eyes widening and trembling. His heartbeat became that of a jackhammer and his blood ran hot. He was unclear on what to do with his hands, let alone the rest of his body. He was fully enveloped and engrossed in Azura. However at some point, he just… let go, accepting the sweet, hot and cold saliva entering his mouth. His eyes lidded, vacant at this incomprehensible sensation. This was the feeling of a woman... longing for him. He agreed that it was better to just let the moment wash over him.
Soon, he reciprocated, emboldened by her aggressive moves. She was holding him like he was her beloved child and he had to admit to himself that he felt unexpectedly comfortable in that role.
"Don't you worry little one. Mommy's got everything under control~." Azura cooed huskily, kissing the young boy once again. At this point he had completely submitted himself to her, so much so that it didn't even register to him that she had rolled over and straddled him. Her heavy breasts swayed like teardrops off her chest, dangling right above Matthew's face. He was shaken out of this trance for a moment though, when he felt something on his skin. His cheeks were slightly wet with something and when he went to wipe it off with a finger, a translucent, white liquid stuck to it.
He looked past his hand, once again taking in her breasts and quickly found the source. The tips of her nipples were dripping… Dripping with milk! "Y-you're umm... Azura, you're... lactating?"
She looked down with little surprise but quickly adapted, and opted to seductively sway her breasts back and forth. She cooed, almost coaxingly. "It's one of the side effects I go through when I ovulate. I think it's part of my human half that carried over from your kind. My body starts thinking I'm bearing a child and produces this milk to nurture it. Actually, now that I think about it, it does get really uncomfortable if I let it build up. If only there was someone to help alleviate some of that pain~."
Swallowing down a big gulp of saliva, Matthew knew what she was indirectly calling him out to do. And it was a tantalizing taunt he struggled to resist. They were right in front of him, those delicious, dripping, juicy tits that had drawn his eyes in ever since he'd met her. Was it okay to succumb and dig into them? This moral question would become irrelevant as his mouth acted before his mind and he devoured them.
It was like fighting against a wall of flesh that was about to crush him underneath it. Not a second after his lips had clenched around her nipple, Azura let herself collapse onto him from the relief of sexual tension that was finally set free. She cradled the boy's head, resting her head on top of it as her tits smothered his face and swallowed him within. He sucked on them, lapping up every drop of milk that burst out with great force. The milk was ripe, almost savory in its taste. A concert of thick and sweet flavor.
Her nipple danced over his tongue as it spewed forth more torrents of white. He had no choice but to swallow it as the flesh around him was slowly smothering him into a delirious state. There was no longer any oxygen supply to his brain but plenty of nourishment to his stomach. Azura was moaning atop of him, rocking back and forth as she ground her moistening pussy on his angled, tense leg. Her breath was fogging up in the cold night air and goosebumps were already forming under her feathers from the contrast of her heated skin.
She was getting more and more annoyed by the fabric covering Matthew's body. She was getting greedy; she wanted more. Her eyes showed nothing but madness driven by lust, spurred by decades of chastity. She was going to unleash it all on this young man she had trapped, he couldn't resist the might of a legendary Pokémon.
"Oh Matthew, my sweet little boy~. You're making mommy very happy right now! I can feel the tension just melting from my boobs. You're such a naughty, thirsty kid and I never even knew. Let me get you out of those clothes and make you feel more at home, sweetie." The words barely reached Matthew's ears like a muffled echo. In his clouded mind, he took no issue with her doing whatever she pleased to his body. It gave him this warm feeling like he was being taken care of, and that carefree feeling was oddly comforting.
When he was finally allowed to breathe again, Azura lifted her upper body and released his head, Matthew was a mess. His hair was sweaty from the contained heat and the entire area around his lips was dripping with milk as if he'd drooled it out. His eyes regained focus to see Azura carefully unzipping, unhooking and stripping off his clothes. By this point he was hot enough to not even feel the cold anymore. "Y... you're... w-what are you doing? I... almost got to see Arceus there!"
Azura had little regret to show. She was way too swept up by the excitement of what was to come. "I know I've been a little overzealous back there, sweetie. But mommy is more pent-up than she thought she was. I need you to keep it up just a little while longer until we're done with the main event~."
The last piece of clothing, Matthew's underwear, slipped down to his ankles while an unsurprisingly sprung, sturdy mast snapped up from under the waistband. A decently sized erection stood strong as an oak and almost painfully full with blood pumping through it.
Matthew was caught in a mixture of panic and excitement of the unknown. Before this day, no girl had ever exposed herself to him like this, let alone actually had sex with him. His cock was salivating at the opportunity and more than eager to have its cherry popped by the pristine hot, dripping pussy that was going to lower itself onto it. So he swallowed down his saliva and gladly let it happen.
Azura bit her lower lip almost to the point of drawing blood as she dropped her hips, shoving Matt's dick past her folds and into the moist cavern. She lavished every second of it, her long standing itch finally being scratched. Her pussy was finally taking a cock like her instincts told her it should.
Matthew's brain was fried, his mouth hanging slack and his glasses fogged up from the heat his breath was emitting. His mind couldn't comprehend what he was letting happen. "It's so deep inside. I think... I think I can feel your pulse! It's so hot!"
"That's because you are just the cutest little boy, sweetie. Now let mommy fuck you real good. I've needed this for way too long. Don't worry, I'll make sure you feel everything just as much as I am."
Her words had barely left her lips when she started gyrating her hips. She was riding his crotch, gouging her insides with his cock. This boy would satisfy her; he'd finally quench the thirst of hundreds of years of chastity.
Her flesh rippled as every thrust made her feathers stand up from the stimulation. Her talons were already digging into the down bedding and her lip was quivering as if his cock was pushing all the buttons of her nervous system at once.
Her rippling flesh, her squelching, hungrily swallowing pussy, it all was quite the sight to behold. Matt could feel the temptation and horniness picking at his sanity. It was as if his brain was fried and steaming.
It was enough to break him, yet he wanted so much more at the same time. He snapped to an upright position, wrapping his arms around her sides like a kid hugging their mother.
"Huah? What's gotten into you all of the sudden?" Azura was taken aback for a second until Matthew started to latch onto her nipples again. Switching between them and lapping up the excess milk that was dripping from them. The stimulation made her breaths shaky and her motherly instincts kick into full gear. Her wings wrapped around him as she smiled a toothy grin to herself, her mind lost in the ether. "Yes Matty! Just like that! Be greedy like mommy!"
With the new angle while riding his lap, Azura's humping motions became shorter yet deeper. Their bodies were as closely entwined as they could be, almost melting into one being. She was cradling him, petting his head and back with her wings as she encouraged him to satiate his blossoming lust.
Milk was dripping down Matthew's chin as he suckled it out of her mammaries with increasing vigor. His hands could hardly decide what to do with themselves, they wanted to feel everything. Her back folds, her voluptuous ass, her hefty hips and thighs. They only rested on one place for seconds at a time before craving a different sensation of softness and flesh. His fingers half disappeared in her blue feathers wherever he squeezed. It was heavenly, feeling them glide through his fingers.
He finally settled on grabbing her left butt cheek with his left hand and her unoccupied breast with the right. The latter one squirted regular spurts of lactation, making Matthew's fingers as well as the back of his hand sticky.
Their intimate embrace continued all throughout their fucking. His hips and hers got more and more synced as time went on until they found their perfect rhythm. The nest was rocking along with them as the bedding grew more and more wet and sticky. It would probably be uncomfortable to sleep in later but at that moment, they couldn't care less.
Matthew couldn't hold his breath anymore, breaking away from Azura's breasts with his milky white stained lips. "I can't... I can't hold it in anymore, Azura! I think I'm... it's coming!"
Azura was in the throes of pleasure, even more enticed by the promise of receiving his load soon. Contrary to his pleas for easing up, she started to bounce on his cock with renewed enthusiasm while caressing his hair.
Holding on for dear life, he pleaded again. "I'm serious, Azura! I'm cumming! I have to pull out! I'm not ready to be a dad yet!"
Yet she did not stop. In fact, she was giggling, looking down as her moans grew heavier. She peppered his forehead with kisses as she assuaged his fears. "I can only lay an egg every few years. Fill me with all the little seeds you've got stored in there! This is purely for our pleasure, little one! Just for the two of us!"
"Are you sure!?"
"As sure as can be, sweetie!" She cooed. Immediately after, Azura yelped as Matthew grabbed her ass with both of his hands and an iron grip.
"Then screw it! I want to cum inside you so bad!" With that reluctance broken, Matthew pressed his open mouth over one of her nipples again, leaving bite marks on her skin. The young boy pulled together all of his leftover vigor and fucked the ancient Pokémon's brains out with the last of his energy.
"Holy... ARCEUS! Matty, baby, don't stop. Yes! YES! YES! Pound my womb, sweetie! Fill my baby space again!"
Matthew's stomach was already full to the brim with the milk that kept flooding down into it to the point of struggling to keep it down. He forced himself to stop even though the sweet taste was tempting to go back to. However, he quickly found his mouth busy with something else as Azura grabbed the sides of his face and put her lips over his. They kept kissing for the rest of their time together as they worked towards their orgasms.
Their eyes scrunched shut as the last few thrusts pushed them over the edge and their juices burst forth without restraint. The connection point between their laps was drenched with cum, pooling on Mathew's lap and sticking to Azura's crotch feathers. The azure blue down glistened with reflective, stringy liquid and stuck not only to her own skin but to Matthews' as well.
They both breathed in the necessary air through their nostrils, refusing to break from their saccharine kiss. Obviously though, it wasn't enough and they seemed to drift in and out of consciousness as the moment dragged on. With a wet pop, their lips finally broke contact, their tongues still sticking out as if longing to be reconnected.
Arm in... wing, they toppled over onto the side, still locked in a firm embrace as they laid there. The cold was unnoticeable to them with the heat their bodies were exuding. Azura however, being as motherly and on top of things as she was, used her wings like a blanket and shielded Matthew from the cool winds.
Despite how out of breath he was, Matthew chuckled and snuggled into her. "I think that train's already left the station. I'm going to have a cold tomorrow for sure."
With her sensibility and shame flooding back to her, Azura became all too aware again of what she had just done. Her face was flush with embarrassment as she sheepishly hugged Matthew tighter so she didn't have to look Matthew in the eyes. "You're right, I went way too far. I want you to know that I take full responsibility for this. I don't know what came over me. It appears that I have been... frustrated more than I thought I was."
Matthew in response freed himself from her grip so he COULD look her in the eyes and raised a cheeky eyebrow. "Are you serious? This was the best day of my life! Not only was I proven right about my theories, I got to meet a legendary Pokémon and well... what we did together wasn't all that bad either... to put it lightly. Actually, I... really, really enjoyed that."
She smiled sheepishly and averted her eyes. "I did say a lot of embarrassing things though. Calling myself y...your... mommy and... such. I guess this whole situation just went straight to my head."
Now it was Matthew's turn to get flustered as he had to admit to himself. "It can't be helped, right? It was the heat of the m...moment. I heard some women experience that after pregnancy as well. I just didn't expect it to be that potent in Pokémon as well. I... can't say I entirely disliked that either though."
With their faces burning up, they resigned themselves to some more cuddling as one final question hung over their heads. Azura was the first to voice it. "So, where do we go from here? You have to return home soon, right?"
"Yeah, my parents will probably be wondering where I am at this point. But... why don't you just come along with me?"
Her head flicked back around to look at him at the notion. "W...what? Come with you? You mean... into civilization?"
He pushed up his glasses, reasserting his statement. "Yes, why not? You'll get to know way more Pokémon there, maybe even some of your own kind. You won't have to be on the move all the time and we actually have several vacant apartments and houses for you to live in. Plus, the people of Blizzuria would probably love to have a legendary Pokémon live in town and if you should... have these kinds of urges again... I can be right around the corner to help you."
The gears in Azura's head began turning. Her gaze wandered to the outside, the exit of the cave. The blizzard was dying down, maybe by itself or maybe because she felt more at peace than she had been the past few centuries. This boy opened up a whole new world for her. One where she finally wouldn't be alone anymore and one where she could have someone she could cherish and one day... possibly... have a family with. She looked down at that someone and ran her wings through his smooth, silver hair.
"Do you... not like the idea?"
"You know what, Matthew?" She asked, caressing the boy's cheek. "This is perhaps the best idea I've had in quite a long while." She then leaned down and pecked at Mathew's lips again, both of them breaking into a smile and drifting off to sleep.
The very next day, they both made their journey back to Blizzuria, garnering the attention of a large part of the village. It was the first time they'd seen any kind of legendary Pokémon in their area, let alone come right into town.
After many people, including Matthew's parents, gathered in the town square, Matthew himself introduced the newcomer, taking the pressure off her and easing her into the new environment. People were nonetheless flocking to Azura, clothing her and offering several local foods. The Articuno was overwhelmed by the hospitality of the people and after the proper introductions, she was offered shelter and renowned status by the people.
In thanks for the gifts and affection she received, Azura offered to shield the village from any current or future natural disasters. And so, over the years, Azura became the matron of Blizzuria, with Matthew as her closest partner and advisor, teaching her in the ways of civilization, relations and acting as... a very... very personal assistant should her powers ever get out of hand again.