'My ambitious reader, it may be easier to tempt your trainer in an innocent context in which the mind is not preoccupied with sexual matters such that they might be caught off guard. Make your trainer's brain associate your very presence with titillation, even in otherwise innocuous situations, and their desire for you shall grow until they can contain themselves no more.'
'For those of you that enjoy battling, a common opportunity might be found during workout sessions. Ask your trainer to help you train — they will scarcely say no — and use this as an excuse to bring attention to your body as you stretch out in sensual ways, or to get close and physical with your trainer as they assist your efforts.'
Training assistance, uh? While a bit embarrassing, that did sound like something Zozo could do. Her trainer wouldn't find anything off about her asking him for help working out, what with him being, well, her trainer and all. But it would be a great excuse to show off her newly evolved body in front of the human, plus it would allow for a lot of physical contact. Perhaps the issue was that he had not paid close enough attention to her captivating new form? If so, this would solve that!
But Zozo would need to rehearse this a little first, and she was alone right now so perhaps an illusion-hatched drill could help psyche her up before the human returned.
She twirled a playful finger, and an illusory copy of her dear trainer manifested before her very eyes. The finger-twirling was completely unnecessary, but she liked being theatrical. "River!" she called out to the fake, who turned to her. There was a part of the behavior of her illusions that was dictated by the expectations and desires of her subconscious. "Honey, could you help me do a bit of exercise?"
"By all means. I would help with anything you wished."
She swooned. She had gotten really good at replicating his speech, but it still made her heart flutter whenever she heard his voice. Zozo looked around with shifty eyes, even though she knew for a fact there was no one around. She felt like being silly right now. "Zozo, I love you," he said. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I will make you mine, and our bond will be unbreakable." Aaaah! She covered her face as her hips swung from side to side. Why did she make him say that? So embarrassing! She would give anything to hear the real one pronounce those words.
Okay, okay. Enough fooling around. She was supposed to be practicing here.
She cleared her throat. "I've been doing exercise for a while, so I will stretch out now."
Time to strike her sexiest pose! Zozo leaned her upper body forward as she rested her hands on her knees, sticking out her posterior. She was staring at him sideways with cocky eyes, but her position was as if inviting him to take her from behind.
The human began to pull the collar of his shirt. "Did it suddenly grow hot in here? My, I had not noticed her body had grown this voluptuous after evolving…"
She walked up to him, shaking her hips sinuously as she advanced, a confident grin on her face as she noticed the obvious bulge on the human's pants. After stopping in front of him, she raised one leg high above her waist in a single swift motion and rested her ankle on her trainer's shoulder. She was extremely flexible, then again so were most pokémon with lean body types due to their peculiar muscular and bone structures.
"I should stretch out this juicy leg real nice," she said in a sultry voice. She pressed on her raised leg with her arms, pushing towards the human as she squished her chest against his and began to feel the hardness within his pants poke against her loins. "Could you help me stretch, honey? Here, grab my leg." She held his hand as she led it towards her meaty thighs until his fingers were clenching her soft flesh. "You might be grasping a little too hard, honey…" she said as she began to rub her moist groin against his growing erection.
"Screw this!" With no further warning the human sent one hand to clasp her butt and hold her in place, and the other hand to fondle one of her generous breasts in a rapacious fashion.
"H-Honey?"
He began to grope her harder, coaxing a cute moan out of her. "Zozo, you cannot flaunt that perfect, sensuous Zoroark body in front of me and expect me to just stand still! You are my pokémon, so I'm going to help myself to your delicious body!"
"B-But I was supposed to workout, River!"
"Don't you worry! I will work that body all right!" His hand on her bosom began to furiously pinch her nipple, that was now poking out from behind the fluffy fur on her breast due to arousal. His other hand slapped her butt and then found its way to her soaked loins and began to rub in an exploratory fashion right around her needy pussy. "You wanted me to help you train? Then I will make you work every muscle in that luscious body, baby!"
Zozo began to moan delicately, shivering as drool flooded her maw. "Dearie me! What have I done? B-But it is my fault for making you this horny with my sexy body and totally without meaning to, so now I will have to let you have your way with me! As your faithful starter I have no choice but to let you do with me as you please, no matter how perverted! E-Enjoy you pokémon's body until your lust is satisfied, honey!"
Trembling terribly, the whole illusion vanished into thin air. This had gone a little too far, and she was kind of regretting it. Kind of. Her pussy was absolutely drenched and her body was shouting at her to send her claws down and get them wet. Her illusions bordered on scary. She had genuinely felt her butt and breasts as if groped. She was acquainted with the texture of her trainer's hand — he had innocently petted her and caressed her before — so although he had never fondled her chest in that way, she could emulate how it would feel. Although of course no simulation could possibly beat the real sensation. But if her plan worked, her real trainer would soon enough be the one pawing her flushed tits like a wild beast!
Zozo spent a few minutes doing light exercise to help take her mind off things and cool off. It was that or masturbating furiously. When she was done she was sweating and panting, but not any less aroused than before. You know what? This will have to do.
Zozo looked for River, who was reading some random book on combat theory or pokémon raising or some such. He raised his head from the book so soon as he noticed her, raising a friendly waving hand as he smiled at her. "Yo, buddy! How's today's training going?"
Oh, right. She had told him that she wanted to train by herself today. In truth she just wanted some time alone far from him to keep her emotions in check, before the temptation to just jump his bones became too much to bear. "Pretty productive," Zozo said. She had indeed worked up a sweat. Although an illusionist like her preferred to fight through subterfuge and ranged attacks, she wasn't too bad at physical close combat either. While not overly muscular, the Zoroark did have an athletic build. "But I am a little exhausted. Would you help me stretch out, honey?"
"Post-workout stretches? Oh, for sure!" River placed a Zorua-themed bookmark in the book before closing it and putting it inside the large bag he often carried around, before leaving the bag on the floor and walking up to Zozo. "Exercise increases the circulation to your muscles and joints, so your body should be specially flexible after working out. No better time to stretch out!"
For humans, maybe, but a pokémon like her was always flexible. But no need to correct him if he had already agreed. Zozo just nodded her head with a polite smile. "Thanks, honey. Let me start by stretching… my calves?" She wasn't sure where to begin, but her legs seemed like a safe bet. She needed some plausible deniability that she was genuinely doing exercise and not just striking random sexy poses to turn him on.
Zozo turned her back to him and placed her right foot a short distance in front of her, then leaned her torso forward with her hands on her hips while flexing her ankle so that her toes would pull upwards, and held that pose for a few seconds. She did this while facing away from River, which hid her growing foxy grin. This pose forced her to stick her posterior out in a very noticeable fashion. Surely bringing attention to her perky butt and toned thighs would make her trainer go into overdrive, consumed by passion! She could imagine his face right now, salivating at the sight of her round fluffy buttocks as he fantasized about grasping those cheeks and thrusting it deep inside. Dirty master!
But to her surprise and disappointment, when she fired a subtle glance back she found no one. Instead, upon returning her gaze to the front she discovered that her trainer had moved closer to her to get a better view at the muscles flexing on her leg from the front. Which made sense if they actually wanted to train, but it was rather rude to ignore that cute butt. Would it have killed him to at least steal a quick peek?
"That's good, Zozo, but you need to bend your knee a little more." River crouched and placed one hand on her knee and another on the back of her thigh, making her whine out of embarrassment as he helped her stretch out by gently pushing on both her knee and her meaty thigh. "Sorry, does it hurt?"
"N-No." Not physically, no. Maybe emotionally. Instead of Zozo getting her trainer hard by jutting out her ass, it was the human the one making her a little wet by fondling her thighs in such a tender way. He didn't even mean anything by it either, he was just focused on the exercise. She just hoped his hands would not travel any higher, because if he so much as grazed her ass she might find herself wrapping her legs around his head in a fit of passion.
This exercise was a bust. They just completed it normally, with Zozo being the only one whose libido raised. But that was only the first of the many exercises she had in mind!
"Now that that's done, I think I'm going to work on my arms." If her trainer wanted to look at her front, then she would make him look at her front! River had always been more of a breast kind of guy anyway. You don't spend so many years with someone, including during their sexual awakening, without figuring out what kinds of things tickle their fancy.
Staring straight at him with her enigmatic eyes that seemed to shift between green and blue, Zozo stood tall with her fingers interlocked behind her near her butt. She pushed her shoulder blades together and lifted her shoulders to puff her chest out, then held that position. This posture hoisted her bust and highlighted it, the contraction on her pectoral muscles making her breasts appear even larger than they already were.
The well-cared ruff of dark fur around her neck usually covered most of her chest, although it offered an enticing underboob view. She liked to think that this was even more erotic than bare breasts. Her fur collar revealed just enough of the soft flesh of each boob to capture your attention while still hiding enough to make you daydream about them, and made you not want to look away in case any random movement might sway her dark fur just enough to reveal another stretch of those round, milky jugs.
And, as she held her current pose with her chest jutting out, the dark patch of fur covered even less volume than usual, offering a full view of more than half of each breast's surface. Her rosy nipples were hidden beneath tufts of fur while she wasn't aroused, and even if she was, her dark chest fluff would normally hide them anyway. But, holding this pose, she was worried that if she got even a little bit hornier her nipples would poke out, and since nearly two thirds of each breast were bared right now, if her nipples became erect they would be plainly in sight too. The thought alone flushed her cheeks red. Each of her pleasing mounds had an evident tuft of fur hiding each half-erect nipple, and the slightest provocation would make them pop out.
For a moment she considered using illusions to make her chest appear larger than it was — she could even deceive touch! — but ultimately decided against it. It was cheating in some way, plus Zozo was proud of this fit and limber body she had acquired through hard training and always keeping good care of her fur. She was going to seduce her human on her own terms!
Besides, given the provocative pose she had adopted, there was simply no way her trainer could avoid this bewitching, boner-inducing sight.
But now the bastard moved behind her. Was this idiot doing this on purpose? He placed one virile hand on her back between her shoulder blades, making her entire body shudder as his fingers grazed her fine fur. "Great, but you should keep your back straighter!" He kept his other hand right above her pelvis for support. If she hadn't lost her tail upon evolution, he would be touching it right now. "Yes! Just like that, buddy!"
Great, he was ignoring her again. And if he was going to caress her so sensually, at least he could go a little lower and massage her butt. Or perhaps he would get daring and throw an arm around her to cup her heaving chest? A girl could dream. Damn, she was pretty sure her hard nipples were now in sight too, not that he bothered to look. Why did nothing work? She had offered him a privileged view of her bulging melons, and he instead preferred to focus on arm exercises.
Once they were finished Zozo was panting heavily, but she couldn't quite attribute that to the training. Screw this. She was tired of fooling around. It was time to bring in the big guns!
"I think I want to finish with a supine leg stretch."
"Great idea, buddy! That works your lower back and all of your leg!"
Zozo lay on her back with River's help, with her feet on the floor and her knees bent in preparation for what was about to come. Whenever she did this exercise she liked to imagine that her trainer was on top of her, ready to take her missionary style. And if she played her cards right, soon enough that scenario would no longer be just a fantasy.
She grabbed one of her legs, bending her knee, and hugged it against her body. She then kicked that leg up towards the sky until it was straight. She really was flexible. She closed her eyes for a moment to concentrate and feel the tension in her leg, incapable of holding back a smirk. She was lying on her back with one leg raised high and her tantalizing virgin pussy in perfect view. This erotic position was basically an invitation to lovemaking, except she could pretend this was just a regular, innocent exercise.
She imagined her trainer gaping mesmerized at her lithe and supple body, fighting back his urge to throw himself at her and deflower her at such an inviting and vulnerable position. But alas, that was probably just wishful thinking on her — u-uh?
Zozo opened her eyes wide as soon as she noticed River lying on top of her, supported by one arm planted on the floor near her torso, while his head hovered above her chest and their groins drew worryingly close together. Wait, was this actually happening? Had the human finally succumbed to her charms and had become an uncontrollable wild beast about to ravage her? She prayed to every mythical whose name she knew for that to be the case.
"Do you think I don't know what you're doing, Zozo?" River said, his tone oddly playful. He wrapped his free arm around her raised leg, and the sudden feeling of warmth made her gasp. He moved even closer to her, until their loins were nearly meeting. If his pants were down he could penetrate her from that position. "You have been a very naughty Zoroark. I'm going to have to go hard on you."
Her cheeks and her mane were of the same tone. Yes. Yes, please. "A-Are you going to punish me?" Please, let the answer be a yes. She wanted it. She felt an instinctive need to deepen the bond with her human.
"This might hurt a bit at first, girl, but then you'll learn to enjoy it."
"Y-Yes!" She was enjoying it already. "D-Do it, honey!" Her entire body was trembling, but she couldn't turn her eyes away from his.
"Very well. Here I go, Zozo…" His arm still wrapped around her leg, he leaned his torso forward towards her chest, pulling her leg along with him. "You are supposed to pull your leg towards your torso as part of this exercise, silly! You thought I would forget, uh, you rascal? Sorry for being hard on you, and maybe bending your leg like this hurts a bit at first, but by the time this exercise is over you will feel very fulfilled and you will love it! So don't worry, I will help you train to become the strongest pokémon ever, buddy!"
God. Freaking. Dammit.
Soon after Zozo evolved River had bought some books to learn how to better train biped pokémon, and he even acquired an encyclopedia on the Zoroark species in particular. So he knew well what kinds of exercises a Zoroark needed to do to maximize the effectiveness of their muscles. But, although it made her feel fuzzy inside that her trainer put so much time and effort into learning how to help her improve, she would have preferred it if instead of fuzzies it was something else she was feeling inside right now.
The leg stretching wasn't even that bad. Perhaps this would feel mildly uncomfortable or even painful for a human, but the range of motion of her thighs was unparalleled. No, what made this workout hard for her was the difficulty to concentrate when her slit was so thoroughly drenched and the target of her lust was lying on top of her. Oh, how easy it would be to roll around until she was the one on top, and then force herself on him until the human was the one asking for more. How easy it would be.
But instead, that night she had to furiously masturbate herself to sleep.