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Content warning: This fanfic contains pokemon/human smut. You have been warned.


It all started on a rather windy evening in the region of Fiore. The ambiant noise of people chattering away as they came home from work, along with the cries of pokemon wandering the streets had calmed down within Ringtown. Although this city could be described as a rather quaint, ordinary place, it was still your home. You had just celebrated your twentieth birthday, and your parents had procured you a cozy desk job within the company they owned. You never particularly wished to take the path of a trainer, instead deciding to soldier on with your education. 3 long years were what it took to receive your hard earned university degree. Although going out in the wild and catching different pokemon had seemed like a wonderful choice at first, you quickly realized that it wouldn't be as easy as it seemed. What more, your longtime friend and pokemon, an Eevee which had been gifted to you when you were but a young child, didn't seem too keen on battling. And so, the prospects of a trainer's life were quickly discarded for something more mundane. It didn't bother you much at first, but you eventually began feeling an itch. A feeling of restlessness began creeping within your mind, worming its way deep within you week after week, until you finally had enough. It had barely been a month when you decided to take a gamble. If your Eevee didn't want to be your starter, what stopped you from going out into the wilds to catch one yourself? It couldn't be that hard, could it?

Such were the thoughts that swirled within your mind, and the more you imagined the grand journey you would go on, the more excited you felt at the new horizon opening up to you. Yes, you were slightly older than most trainers who began their journey at the age of 17, but better late than never, right? And so, six months after your birthday, you finally accumulated enough funds to procure anything you would need for your upcoming travels. A Silph Co backpack full of camping supplies, rations, pokeballs for your eventual new partners, and a healthy stash of potions and berries constituted the bulk of your equipment. Although you loved your parents dearly, you knew they would disagree with your decision at first, and you decided to leave them a long winded letter regarding your departure instead of having to wait a few more days or weeks to convince them to let you go.

Although the silent departure made you feel somewhat guilty, you still felt like you were on cloud nine as you slowly began your trek through Route 210. Having explained the situation to your Eevee, he joyfully trotted alongside you as you slowly made your way through the forested path. Your stomach decides to end your musings there and then with a long growl, snapping you out of your reminiscing about the past. Taking a granola bar out of your backpack, you begin to slowly chew on it as your eyes scan the forest along the path. A few Pidgey, Wurmple and Starly are all you really see during the first few hours of your trek, but you eventually spot something much more interesting between the trees: A lone Abra peeking at you curiously from behind a branch. As soon as you see it, it quickly teleports back down onto the forest soil, repeatedly blinking away deeper within the woods. Acquiring a pokemon capable of teleporting this early on your journey would be an excellent boon for the future, and so you quickly run after it, excitedly hopping past branches and fallen tree logs as you try your best not to lose the evasive little psychic.

"...Yeah, this was a bad idea."

The trees barely let a handful of the Sun's rays filter through the branches this deep into the woods. A weary sigh escapes your lips as you stumble your way through the greenery, squinting as you try your best to navigate your way back to the route without much success. The abra had disappeared an hour or two ago already, easily losing you. The little shit even had the gall to blow a raspberry at you as it teleported away one last time! Grumbling under your breath, you decide to try finding a proper place to pitch your tent down for the night. A quick glance at your watch shows you its already close to 9pm, and you definitely don't want to be caught stumbling around aimlessly by some more aggressive nocturnal pokemon. It takes you another half hour to find a relatively flat clearing within the forest, and an extra 20 minutes to set camp.

A small, pleased hum escapes your lips as you slowly stir the pot you placed atop your small campfire. The aroma emanating from your quickly whipped up dish is quite appetizing after your long trek. Taking a small bite, you nod with satisfaction, quickly filling up two bowl and setting one aside for your Eevee. The cute little ball of fluff yawns and stretches as you release him from his pokeball, and you give his head a few scritches as he hops up onto your shoulder to give your cheek a few licks, before hopping back down to eat his meal. The next few moments are spent in silence as you both finish your meals. As you swallow your last spoonful of food, a quiet rustling behind you accompanied by a soft cry get your attention, and you quickly whip your head around, only to let your jaw go slack at the sight.

You find yourself staring at a very unusual trio. An Umbreon and an Espeon stand in front of you, staring at you curiously. "Uh, hello there..." Is all you manage to eek out, to which the duo of eeveelutions answer differently , the purple one simply blinking while the black one lets out a curious noise. A short conversations filled with yips and cries ensues between your Eevee and the dark type. Your companion's ears perk up after a few moments, and the Vee yips at you as it walks back to the still steaming pot. The Espeon glances at it as well, letting out another quiet sound as it looks back at you. Understanding dawns within you as your mouth shapes itself into a comical 'O'. You walk back to the thankfully half full pot and fill up three extra bowls, placing them a short distance away from the eeveelutions, who eagerly trot towards their meals, thanking you with a murr and a nod respectively. You sit down next to the pokemon as they chomp away at their meals with gusto, filling you with pride at the praise towards your culinary skills.

Your eevee timidly hops over to the Umbreon's side, and yet another conversation begins between the 'mons as the dark type finishes its meal, licking its sharp fangs and murring with satisfaction. After a few moments, your little vee's eyes widen in surprise, and you see it furtively glancing at you every few seconds. A pensive hum leaves your lips as you wonder what the two are doing. Shrugging, you stand up and turn around to grab the empty pot, only to gasp as the dark type pounces on you, making you fall down on all fours. You quickly look back, watching as the eeveelution licks its fangs, murring as it pushes its snout against your pants. As soon as you turn your head back in hopes of crawling away, you freeze. The Espeon stares into your eyes, barely a few inches away from your face, and you feel more and more light-headed the longer you stare into its eyes. You feel completely out of it, as if you were in a dream, and you find yourself slowly standing up, despite not meaning to. You begin feeling a tinge of worry at the strange situation, but it is quickly extinguished as the Psychic type's eyes flash once more, leaving you disoriented enough to the point where you stumble in place.

You begin feeling an irresistible urge to take your clothes off, and you haphazardly try to do so. Seemingly getting impatient with your clumsiness, the Espeon's eyes take on a brief glow, and you find yourself getting lifted off the ground as your clothes are forcefully taken off of you. The purple feline gently places you back down on all fours and walks up to your face, giving your lips a few slow licks. A small gasp escapes you as the pokemon behind you props itself on its hind legs, getting on top of you. The only warning you get is a sharp sting as the Umbreon's girth gets forcefully pushed inside of you, screaming out in surprise at the sudden intrusion. Yet another brief glow overtakes the Espeon's eyes, and you find that the pain quickly fades away, being replaced with a more pleasurable feeling. Although your mind is addled, you still retain enough of your senses for doubt to fill you. If anyone saw you right now, you could say goodbye to your reputation! Nobody would take you seriously if the word spread around that you let a pokemon rape you. Alas, your dazed state didn't allow you to think any further and realize how impossible it would be for anyone to find you this deep within the woods, in the middle of a random clearing. Your thoughts are quickly discarded as the Umbreon begins humping away at your plump ass, uncaring of your feelings or pleasure as it tries to sate its own lust. The Espeon follows shortly after, latching itself onto your face and forcing its light beige, barbed cock between your lips. A meek groan of protest is all that comes out of you as it spears itself into your throat, sliding its girth back and forth as it effectively facefucks you. The feline's swollen balls slap wetly against your chin as it pants above you, settling on a quick, shallow rhythm. Its musk makes its way into your nostrils, and you feel your head swim at the sheer potency of the stench. Although you would never admit it to yourself, this situation was getting increasingly arousing for you. The duo of eeveelutions were using you as their fuckmeat, and there was nothing you could do about it... not that you really wanted to... Or was that still the Espeon's influence muddling your mind?

Suddenly, you begin to feel a warm sensation around your rock hard shaft. Due to the haze, you take a few moments to piece it together, but you eventually realize that your Eevee, your lifelong companion, has joined in on the impromptu encounter. No wonder he hadn't helped you when you got pounced on, he was in on it! Your train of thoughts quickly fizzles to nothing as incoherent moans are coaxed out of you by the warm maw enveloping your cock. The stimulation is too much for your poor body to withstand. A barbed cock mashing your lips, a knotted beast turning your insides to mush and the warmth of your Vee's maw are simply too much. With a slightly louder, yet still sluggish moan, you thrusts your hips forward automatically, making your little Eevee gag on your length as you shoot a few ropes of cum within it. Your first pokemon eagerly takes it all in, tail swishing from side to side as it backs off and laps up the last few droplets sticking out of the tip, suckling on it for good measure. Then, the unthinkable happens...

A bright, pure white glow overtakes your little Eevee. The flash even bring the duo topping you to a brief stop as they stare wide eyed at the ongoing evolution. Within the light, you see your Eevees form grow bigger, its legs growing slender and tail reforming to a smaller, thinner shape. The light show fades shortly after, and before you stands a Sylveon. Sleek, short fur covers its body, ribbons undulating like snakes in the air. It blinks twice, looking over its new body, before letting out a small, soothing cry as it notices your baffled expression. Two of its ribbons extend and wrap around your wrists, and that's when you feel it. A shower of love, adoration, and sheer lust overtakes you. The intensity of the emotions washing into you make you shudder despite the warm summer night. A soothing feeling of reassurance follows, and the two other pokemon return to abusing your mouth and ass, you feel your sylveon rub its rump against your shaft. Being at half mast, you quickly return to being completely erect as your prostate gets mashed flat by the Umbreon's thick length. Although the two had been steadily filling you up with sticky, slimy pre-cum, they still hadn't pumped you full of cum, their stamina being nothing to scoff at.

Using its ribbons, your Sylveon manages to angle your cock towards its tight pucker, and it lets out a wanton cry as it pushes it all inside in one go. For a little while, the combined moans of the eeveelutions are the only sounds echoing out into the clearing, accompanied by wet slaps and gurgles, of course. It doesn't take much longer for the Espeon to reach its limit, and you feel its heavy sack go taut as it rams its cock deep within your throat. The bulge within you is obscenely noticeable as it starts pumping gallon after gallon of cum inside of you. The copious amounts of gooey liquid leave your head swimming as you get used like a living cocksock. Some of it even gushes out of your nostrils as you choke and gag around the barbed length widening your throat. After what seems like an eternity to you, the Psychic type finally pulls its softening length out of your mouth with a wet shlop, and you gasp and pant as fresh air enters your lungs. Your heavy breaths are punctuated with staccato moans as the Umbreon ups the tempo, and it eventually snarls loudly, before knotting your abused asshole. As its knot pops inside of you, your Sylveon slams its rump down onto your shaft, squeezing your balls with its ribbons so tightly its almost painful. The stimulation from both sides makes you cum once more, this time deep inside of your companion. Although the amount pales in comparison to what the duo pumped into you, your starter still looks ecstatic, tongue hanging out of its maw, its pink cock twitching and leaking pre-cum like a faucet. A veritable deluge of spooge comes out of the Umbreon's cock, painting your insides white with warm, sticky goodness as the Dark type continues trying to hump you, despite its knot leaving little room for movement. Your stomach bloats to a noticeable size after having so much baby batter forcefully pumped into you from both sides.

It takes some time for the Umbreon's cock to deflate, time which your Sylveon uses to make out with you, lapping at the cum in your mouth with needy whines. An act which makes it quite difficult to determine which of the two is the sluttiest... not that you seemed to care, what with your sex-induced lethargy. A few minutes later, the Umbreon finally manages to pull its girth out with a resounding *pop!*, eliciting another gasp out of you. A long, drawn out groan is all you can muster as you manage to roll over, massaging your bloated stomach as you recuperate. It takes a while, but you end up standing back up to stumble your way to your tent. The Espeon's hypnosis has worn off by now, and as your Sylveon curls up against you, holding you tightly with its ribbons, you hear a shuffle behind you. It seems the wild duo want to join you, something you're more than glad to accomodate. The Umbreon smugly walks on top of you and drapes itself onto your side, despite an intense look from the Fairy type, while the Espeon simply lies down behind you, its fur pressing comfortably against your back. The unusual group quickly falls into the land of dreams, vividly reliving the unforgettable night.

When you wake up, groggily blinking your tiredness away, there is not a single sign of the eeveelution duo. The only thing that convinces you that last night wasn't a dream is your Sylveon languidly licking your lips as a greeting. A smile widens your lips as you give your partner a smooch back, hugging it before getting ready to pack up after putting on some new clothes. Alas, nothing can be done about the smell, as there isn't any water nearby. You simply hope that it doesn't cause too many problems, thinking back on the night's events as you continue your trek through the woods...