[[ THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS: PokémonXPokémon, DubCon, FxF, Female POV ]]

I woke up, cold and alone. An odd pang of sadness lingered in my heart, not from the loss of my previous life, or confusion of my new one, but simply from the lack of anyone's presence beside me.

Brushing off the dirt as I stood up, I quickly reminded myself of my predicament, convincing myself to do a little exploring as part of my grand plan to return to my normal body.

Something drew me towards a makeshift forest towards the edge of the daycare; tall, thick bamboo shoots towered into the sky, blocking out the midday sun. The quiet, dark area soothed me as I traversed deeper into the shadows, enjoying the feeling of the moist, cool soil on my bare feet.

A snap stopped me in my tracks. My red, feathery ear flicked as I listened carefully, instinctively scanning for the source of the noise with my keen, yellow eyes.

Something blurry caught my attention. But as soon as I turned towards it, the wind was knocked out of me and I stumbled forward. Scrambling, I found my bearings as quickly as possible and whipped around, only to find myself face-to-face with a mirror image of myself.

The wild Sneasel grinned a toothy smile as I hastily put a couple steps of distance between us. From further away, the beautiful, purple hue of it's fur came into view and I finally recognised my attacker as my poison-typed variant.

The Hisuian Sneasel seemed particularly interested in me, closing the distance between us before I could blink and placing her claws on my body, never losing that mischievous grin as she roamed my arms and back. Stunned, I was able to do nothing but stare deeply into her crimson eyes as she pulled our bodies closer.

I recovered from my daze to find her soft lips pressed against mine. Her tongue pushed them apart, requesting entrance, and I obliged, letting out a soft murmur as she entered my mouth, licking and wrestling with mine playfully. The tips of her claws traced my goosebumps as they travelled lower and lower, achieving an embarrassed whimper from me as they slipped between my legs.

I squirmed pathetically in my half-hearted escape attempt, held firmly in place by one arm while the other played with my soaking folds. As her fingers danced my struggles became increasingly subdued, I was experiencing pleasure like nothing I'd ever felt before at the hands of this look-alike stranger, and all I could do was throw my head back and moan while her expert claws did their work on me.

Retreating her claws, she pushed me to the ground, where I suddenly found myself buried between the other Pokémon's legs. Inexperienced and unsure what to do, I opened my mouth, to which she pressed her folds firmly inside.

As her fluids drooled onto my tongue I wasn't sure what to make of her taste, it was unusual but definitely not unpleasant. I began lapping it up, not wanting to displease, but quickly came to struggle - distracted by the overwhelming feeling of her own warm, wet mouth enveloping my pussy.

I moaned and flailed uncontrollably, thoroughly overpowered by the other Sneasel's deft tongue lapping every inch of my folds expertly. Panting heavily, I peeked past her round behind to notice her smirking over her shoulder at me. She growled in a mocking tone, seemingly realising I'm not very good at this, and spun herself around, positioning herself between my legs and spreading them. Lifting one leg over mine to stradle me, I hypnotically locked into her gaze as our folds pressed together.

My whimpers and moans intensified while the female stranger rhythmically moved her hips, our clitorises hugging and grinding against each other sloppily, lubricated by our combining juices. As the other Sneasel's clit circled around mine I felt an intense feeling building within me, somewhat panicking I cried out to her as a tidal wave of pleasure crashed into me. It felt as though my entire body was vibrating as I experienced my first ever orgasm in this body. It felt distinctly different from any other orgasm I'd had as a male human, and I was thoroughly unprepared for it's intensity.

My heart was pumping almost painfully hard and I struggled to catch my breath as I struggled to recover, only to find the Hisuian Sneasel still passionately riding me. I complained, the heightened sensitivity now causing my clit to ache as she continued to grind on it. Instead of slowing down, the mischievous Pokémon snaked her claws up my abdomen, finding my nipples hidden within my fur. Her playful pinching and tugging on my sensitive buds made me squirm and moan, and distracted my somewhat from my sore pussy which was still in use.

My double continued to have her way with me, gyrating her hips in a mesmerising rhythm, contrasting with her somewhat harsh and unpredictable grip on my nipples. I winced as her claws clamped down even harder on me as she neared her own orgasm. Suddenly the Pokémon threw her head back and groaned passionately, her thrusts gently slowing and her folds pulsing as she rode the wave of pleasure until the very end. I felt my face grow hot hearing the echo of her howls, she clearly had no care in the world for who might hear her.

As she came down from her high, the purple Sneasel leaned over and planted another sloppy kiss on my lips, gazing with a mischievous satisfaction into my eyes - a look inviting me to do this again sometime.

Before I knew it, the mysterious Pokémon was gone and I was once again alone, laying in the dirt, covered in various bodily fluids. I simply stayed there, gazing straight up at what little of the sky I could spot through the bamboo. Something inside me told me I should probably be having some kind of profound, existential identity crisis right now, but for some reason I couldn't muster up the energy to do so. So, I simply laid there, as a Pokémon.