Hoein' Adventure

Isaac was once again not sure how he'd gotten into this world, and at least it was a world where he had a home and a place to stay in a small, quaint town. But he quickly learned that he didn't have a job, so he was strongly encouraged to go down to the local laboratory and help out with research. It didn't take long to realize that this was a Pokemon world and he was being booted out the door to go on a Pokemon journey. There was some disdain in the professor's voice as they explained this, since most folks went on their Pokemon journeys during their teenage years, not when they were pushing 30. There was only one choice of Pokeball the local professor had available to give him, which Isaac opened to find...

Nothing. The pokeball was empty. A quick look at the professor showed him more alarmed than laughing, as he looked around. "Well, errr... I thought I had one left. Hold on, that pikachu has to be around here somewhere..." he ducked out of the room just in time for Isaac to catch a small, steady 'thump'.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

"Pssst! Hey buddy!" a cute, bubbly voice came from a corner of the now empty room, a small, foxlike pokemon inside a cube of heavily reinforced glass pushing towards him. Despite only being half his height, the anthro foxgirl had curves for days, a pair of C-cup tits pushed against the glass as her fluffy face mashed closer to him.

It was almost as surprising as the fact that she talked.

"Lemme out! I'll be your poke-friend. We can go on an adventure and all that stuff. I'm way better than a rat anyway."

Isaac blushed as he beheld the small, energetic foxgirl. Was she some kind of anthro Eevee? He looked around to make sure the professor wasn't watching, and then approached the cube. He knocked on the glass gently, feeling how thick and sturdy it was. There was probably a reason the professor kept this creature in a cage this sturdy and reinforced. So there was more to this fox than met the eye. And yet... it was hard to resist those curves. And maybe this fox was really strong, strong enough to make this journey a breeze.

Nodding to himself, he said, "Alright then," and undid the surprisingly strong latch at the top of the cube, lifting the lid of the case and letting the shortstack foxgirl out.

"Woohoo!" The Eevee girl bounced on her heels... high enough to jump out of the now opened box and land gracefully on the floor. "Freakin' sweet! You won't regret this little dude. Here, I'll leave a note saying we found the electric rat and we can get going."

She quickly scooped up the broken pokeball and grabbed a pokedex and a sleeve of pokeballs, rapidly claw-typing a message to the professor...

Before scooping Isaac up bodily and rushing out the door, the brown puffball surprisingly fast as she jogged to the edge of town, giving a full view of her wildly bouncing, unsupported chest until she stopping at the outskirts.

"So what kinda journey we on? Knock out all the regional champions? Collect every pokemon? Conquer the battle frontier solo? Win a beauty contest so hard we start a religion? Whatever the FUCK Johto was on about with the pokeathlon?"

"Woah!" Isaac wasn't sure how a three-foot foxgirl was carrying him almost bridal-style out of the lab and to the edge of the tall grass outside of town, but it was disorienting to say the least. Once she set him down, Isaac had to spend a few seconds in the fetal position just to deal with the disorientation.

He couldn't help but get a feeling that he was about to lose control of his 'journey' real quick.

"Um..." Isaac stalled for thought as he got back onto his feet, looking down at the exuberant Eevee and considering her ambitions. "To be honest, until you entered the picture, my main goal was just to survive and make enough money to be able to eat and sleep every day..." To himself, he muttered, "Hell, I haven't been on the Pokemon bandwagon in years, but here I am..."

He cleared his throat and added, "I'm not really one for collecting absolutely every Pokemon, but since we're in it now, my standard procedure is to just aim for the Gym leaders and the League and then see what catches our attention along the way. Unless... you've got any particular goals you want to hit?"

"Oh I'm a simple girl, I just want what every pokemon wants," the Eevee grinned, "To be absolutely as strong as I can be. The strongest. And have plenty of opportunities to prove it."

She snuggled up, her massive ruff of chest fluff catching hsi chin as she hopped to face level, surprisingly light for her strength.

"That's why I refuse to ever go in a pokeball you know! As soon as a pokemon gets shoved in one of those, their strength gets restricted to finite numbers. But we can make money! Just march boldly on to adventure and beat up a bunch of people and take their money. It's league sanctioned, you get half the cash of any pokemon I stomp."

She was already off on another topic. "Oh! But we don't have to be lonely doing it either. You can use pokeballs on some friends if you want. That's why I stole these. But I can also just 'talk' them into coming along with us."

Isaac's eyes went wide and his heart raced as the Eevee jumped up onto his chest. He found himself instinctively supporting her with his arms, his wrists ending up underneath her thighs, just beneath her perky naked butt. It was hard to think with her fluffy curviness so close to his face!

"O-Okay then. Strongest Pokemon ever. Never go inside a ball. If that's what makes you and keeps you happy, then that's what we'll do." Isaac had an intuition that keeping this surprisingly strong Eevee happy was about to become his highest priority. Still carrying her, he started making his way through the tall grass, figuring that if any Pokemon jumped out at them, they'd be ready. "Let's head to the next town and figure out our way from there. I can get a feel for how strong you are, and maybe pick up some companions along the way- ACK!"

A low-level Pokemon suddenly sprang out of the tall grass and tackled into Isaac from behind, sending him sprawling to the ground in a pathetic heap.

"Oh no! This happened because I was unbalancing you, didn't it?" the Eevee asked in disappointment as her trainer went sprawling... while she jumped out of his arms and landed on her feet, looking up a bit at the pokemon that had dared attack them. "Hey you! Apologize right now, he's new and we weren't ready yet."

"Nyeh!" the Rattata who had attacked them responded eloquently, the scruffy looking nerd pokemon even shorter than the eevee. Her purple fur was a little dirty, and the tongue sticking out between buck teeth looked rather silly.

"Okay you can do it later then!" Eevee said brightly as she tackled the rat to the floor, smothering the lesser mon with her chest as the purple rodent let out an alarmed squeak as its head got repeatedly slammed against the dirt.

Isaac groaned as he pushed his fat, flabby body back up onto his feet. "No, I'm just not very in-shape..." He looked behind him at the 'battle' that was commencing... though it looked far more like a beatdown than anything. Rubbing the small of his back where he'd been hit, he slowly approached the two short 'mons, feeling a little worried that his Eevee was going overboard and giving the nerdy Rattata a concussion. "Alright, uh... that's probably enough. I think they've learned their lesson."

"Did you want to keep them?" the Eevee looked up with puppy dog eyes, holding her claw in front of the rat girl's face looking ready to finish them off. "The league doesn't like anybody to travel with more than six..." she trailed off.

Isaac's brow furrowed as he suddenly got the impression that he was about to decide the poor rat girl's fate. He wasn't super enthusiastic about adding a Rattata to the team, even eventually evolving into a Raticate later. Limiting himself to six seemed like a good idea, and he didn't particularly want to leave any Pokemon sitting in a PC box forever... "Um... if you think they'd be a good member of our 'team,' feel free, otherwise... just let them go. I don't think they were expecting to go up against an opponent as strong as you."

The Eevee smiled at Isaac... then glared at the Rattata, whose fur stood on end.

"I'm SORRYYYYY!" it shouted before dashing back off into the grass as the foxgirl jumped for joy.

"Hooray! Our first battle little dude!" the Eevee did a goofy victory dance - where does a fox even learn the cabbage patch - as Isaac was distracted - very distracted - by something he noticed.

The foxgirl's chest was unmistakeably getting bigger. Perky chest getting a bit more heft before his eyes, getting closer to a D-cup than the C from before, if not quite there yet.

Isaac's inhaled deeply as he realized what was in store for him in the future. This Eevee getting bigger, bustier, stronger... and hell, that was before taking into account evolutions...

He put on an awkward smile and clapped for the Eevee, not wanting to leave her celebrating alone (and wanting to distract himself from the growing erection in his pants). "Congrats, heh heh...! Um, say, since we've gone through one battle together and we seem to be set for the long haul, do you... want a nickname? Or already have a name you prefer?"

"Oh, I'm Aria! I always thought it was a cute name even if some stupid boys thought I should be a primarina. What's your name?" Aria asked brightly, clearly still full of energy as she licked her fingers and re-fluffed her fur, fixing the tiny bit of muss she'd gotten from beating up the ratgirl.

Something about that name rang a bell and gave him a small feeling of foreboding, but Isaac couldn't fully place it and just let it slide. "I'm Isaac. Nice to meet you, Aria. Looking forward to adventuring with you." He glanced down at Aria's expanded chest again, and figured he might as well acknowledge the elephant in the room rather than wait until later. "Quick question: Is it normal for you to... grow after gaining experience?" He tapped his own flabby chest for emphasis.

"Oh yeah! Well, after a level up, but I'm, like, suuuuper low level still. Just gifted despite that," she winked at the human. "Well Isaac," she said his name as teasingly as possible, "If you like big girls, lemme show you something!" she flipped open the pokedex, opening the browser and Unowning 'that one alder pic' immediately getting the search engine to fetch a pinup she showed her trainer.

It depicted a middle aged man with crazy red hair lying on the lap of an enormous mothgirl with matching spiky wings, he was visibly sinking into her plush thighs, and blushing deeply as she stroked his hair... and her absolutely enormous tits eclipsed the entire rest of his body.

"That's Val! She's pretty famously big, but, like, not 'maxxed out' or anything. She's on the big end of what's expected for a champion."

Isaac's eyes went wide and he blushed hard upon seeing the picture. Not because he was embarrassed or scandalized by the picture, per se, but more because he was clearly jealous of the man's position, wishing that were him. Considering even the Rattata was a short nerd girl, Isaac realized, did every Pokemon have the potential to become a giant, mega-busty female?

He quickly realized that there would be no hiding his desires from Aria, so he sighed with a bashful smile and rubbed the back of his head. "Gotcha... If I'm being totally honest with myself... What I really want most is to gather a harem of the biggest, most beautiful, most powerful Pokemon in the world and live in the lap of luxury while treating you girls to all the battles and contests and whatever you want to be the best you can be. And I know it'll take a fair bit of work to get there, but... I'd be lying if I said that wasn't my end goal."

"Now that's a proper adventure goal!" she grinned, "Wow, my own harem... think of all the pillows. And pajamas!" she trailed off, slightly (mis?)understanding the concept. "But we can totally do it! We just have to find five more of the baddest unbound bitches, a whole bunch of drugs, and go totally nuts!"

She started to dash off into the grass again before catching herself, circling behind her trainer and standing patiently. "You're the trainer, you want to lead while I suggest teammates?"

Isaac opened his mouth instinctively to correct her, then closed it, thinking better of his impulse. If anything, she was probably going to be the one earning the prestige and the accolades with her strength. 'His' harem might as well be 'her' harem too, if not more so hers than his. He'd be lucky just to get some table scraps.

He chuckled at Aria's energy and started walking along the route. "At least let me lead so that I don't get left behind. I'm probably going to be the slowest of all of you, unless we recruit a Snorlax. Hell, maybe even then... But yeah, you're probably the expert on recruiting unbound Pokemon, so I'll listen to your advice."

"Well we definitely need a ralts!" Aria said, marching in step behind her trainer, looking around at the lightly wooded path and occasionally jumping to the side to dive kick into a tragically curious pidgey.

"Ralts are super cute. They act like sleepy little PJ kids at first, but don't let that fool you, they are -crazy- affectionate when they evolve. They actually helped with the initial invention of pokeballs. It was kind of a willing sacrifice thing. If they evolve all the way to gardevoir, they can basically delete things from existence just by wanting it hard enough!"

There was a snap as Aria punted a mushroom girl over a nearby pine tree and held her arms over her head like she had just kicked a field goal.

"They're too nice to do it, but it made their beloved humans super uncomfy so they used their ability to warp spacetime to help develop the first pokeballs and their ability to bind pokepowers."

Isaac couldn't help but jump a little bit every time Aria suddenly dashed and punted another weak Pokegirl. He couldn't help but notice other movement in the tall grass, as other weaker Pokemon lying in wait suddenly realized they were outmatched and distanced themselves from him and his 'low-level' Eevee. That, on top of what Aria was saying...

"You, ah, really know your stuff, huh? ...Then again, I'd be lying if I said Pokemon lore wasn't scary sometimes. Makes you wonder why Pokemon tolerate humans at all when they're so powerful. Hearing that it's because a few of them like us and think we're cute is... somewhat comforting, and has a ring of truth to it."

Eventually, they were on the other side of the grassy route and into the next town, which was

still quaint and remote but a little bit larger and busier than the starter town.

"The professor had me locked up in there for soooooo looooong. Did you know that the only two pokedex projects that actually advanced research at all happened in 1996 and 1896? And literally all the others were just busy work for the sake of "tradition"? They actually have, like, all the information on all of pokemon in those labs already. Sending kids out to "collect" the fun bits is, like, daycare, but where you occasionally get molested by a Rhydon."

Aria rolled her eyes so hard she actually fell on the ground, her now VERY d-cup chest smacking her in the snout. "Hey you wanna go clothes shopping while we're in town? Nudity might be -allowed-, but so are silly hats?"

Isaac briefly stared off into nothing as he tried to guess exactly HOW long this Eevee had been kept in confinement. Had she just picked this up by overhearing the professor, or had she been around long before the professor had been born...? Had she always been a tiny Eevee? Had she gone a little bit insane being locked up for so long? Had he accidentally unleashed a menace?

He sighed, deciding that it wasn't worth actively worrying about. Not when those D-cups were out and proud.

"Um, sure, whatever you want. You kept me nice and protected during that route. Though... we didn't battle any trainers, so I don't have any extra cash, but I do have some spending money. Just don't bankrupt me on the first day, is all I ask." It didn't take long to find the one PokeMart in town, which was more expansive and had more products than he would've expected based on

the games from his home world.

"Oh shit, right, money... uhhhh... damn. Well lemme at least pop in and see what they say," Aria snatched the pokedex and hopped over to the counter, talking at the clerk vigorously as Isaac was free to walk the shelves. It looked like most of the trainer supplies had labels next to them like at the drug store.

Full Restore, Level 8 Certification required.

Super Potion, Level 3 Certification required.

Ultra Ball, Level 7 certification required.

Devolver, Level 12 certification required.

Keystone, Level 3 certification required.

Aria didn't take long to pop back in, now wearing a visor, some yoga pants, and a T-shirt. "They gave me a lost uniform to shut up and stop jiggling disruptively!"

Isaac checked his pockets to see if he knew what currency and licenses and certifications and identification he had. Turns out he had quite a few new things and it took him a bit to make heads or tails of what was what. Being in this world required a touch more paperwork than he had expected, even in a role that was filled primarily by teenagers.

He glanced over at Aria and couldn't hide a twinge of disappointment at not seeing those hefty tits bouncing all over the place. "A real shame... But hey, as long as you're comfy. Those yoga pants definitely seem like a score. Um, looks like I'm going to need to increase my certification level before I can buy some of these, but... it kinda seems like you won't really need support items for a while, so maybe it all balances out."

"Ooo, level three..." Aria eyed the keystone closely, her visor bonking against the shelf... "Yeah sadly I can't use a keystone, but we can definitely find somebody who will! There should be 10 active gyms this season, it's a touristy one, if you want to -get- some certifications. Plus, gym trainers always pay out big, and usually have TMs, which are great for learning skills and stuff."

She caught a disappointed look out of the corner of her eye, her trainer eyeing her chest. She leaned in close, whispering to him. "Li'l dude, I'll outgrow it in no time. No pokemon under level 50 wears clothes for any reason except to enjoy bursting them later."

Isaac's cheeks turned red again, which had been happening a lot and it was only his first day as a trainer. "Gosh, looking forward to that, then...!" The thought of a future where he was surrounded by giant, powerful Pokemon walking around naked with their insanely endowed, powerful bodies...

The only way he could avoid becoming unbearably horny and in need of relief - and not force himself on the Eevee that he'd just met and taken responsibility for well, 'force' maybe wasn't quite the right word, given the strength differential, maybe 'rudely impose', was to focus on the next task at hand. "In that case... I think there's a gym in this town, and you can probably demolish it. That'll get us enough cash and cert to get us a keystone and some supplies for the road, I think."

"Well I think you're three badges from level 3 certification li'l dude, but yeah, trying the gym here would be a lot of fun. Although are you sure you'll be fine with me as your only pokemon?" Aria tried her best to look innocent.

Isaac blinked, then lightly smacked his forehead. "Right, okay, I was thrown off by there being a dozen of them. I'm used to there being just eight. Sorry, I'm... completely new to all this, apparently." At her little innocent comment, though, Isaac gave Aria a flat look. "You punted every Pokemon between the lab and here like you were hitting field goals. You were kept in a reinforced glass box, I would guess for everyone's safety. You said yourself your stats are unbound since you've never entered a Pokeball. I'm an idiot, but I'm not totally clueless, Aria."

"Well eight qualifies you for the league, and is the minimum amount that a region has to have open for a season, but in theory each region can have up to 17, they just mostly don't." Aria whistled innocently, elaborating on the OTHER point in that statement as she marched towards the gym, her hands clasped behind her back.

"But I appreciate your confidence in me. Just you have to promise suuuuper hard that if anybody gets suspicious you'll make sure they don't try to put me in a box again, okay?"

Isaac stroked his chin as he followed her towards the gym. Truth be told, she had a point. He put his hands up and waved them. "Okay okay okay. You're right, we should avoid suspicion at least until our party is strong enough that no one can really stop us. And knocking over the first gym with nothing but a low-level starter definitely qualifies. Ummm..." He looked around at the town, checking the roads leading out. "It looks like there are a few routes out of this town, so let's see if we can recruit at least a couple of promising candidates before we march into the gym. How about that?"

"Sure. If you want to use pokeballs to get, like, minions, that's an option, but if we make it MOST of the way to the next town we can probably find a Ralts! That's why I brought them up, they're pretty close by. A li'l rare though. I can still do the gym first if you -want- me to, we'll just have to make a bunch of excuses."

"We could also hunt for some other friends? Did you have any preferences for who ends up flying us around or punching out waterfalls for us?"

Aria paused in her march towards the gym, weighing the options calmly, but smiling in a calmer and more genuine way at your caution.

Isaac finally caught up to her and paused beside her, hand on his chin as he thought. "Unfortunately, I'm not super knowledgeable on the hundreds of Pokemon species and which would be ideal..." And, slightly breaking the fourth wall a bit, a few of his personal nostalgic favorites were starters from other regions, or otherwise rare or legendary, and unlikely to be found out in the wild at random. "Let's go ahead and find a Ralts, then. I don't think we'll have much need for 'minions' once we get our unbound team of 'friends' up and running." Isaac had already stored his few free Pokeballs in his bag rather than on his belt, figuring he wouldn't need them.

As they walked towards the next route, skipping the gym for now, he was still thinking about potential recruits. "All the usual suspects I can think of are pretty rare. Lucario, Lapras, Charizard, Blaziken... Would Lopunny or Salazzle or Pheromosa make it too obvious what I'm going for...?"

"No and those are all great choices! Although I'd recommend Cinderace over Lopunny. Lopunnies are actually a little stupid, while Cinderaces are smarter, have infinite energy, can change types at will, -and- still have warm bunny tiddy," Aria spun on her heels, making for the route to the west where apparently Ralts could be found. "There's a Torchic farm pretty far to the north where we could probably buy one of them, but most of the mons you mentioned aren't really native to this region."

The Eevee ticked off the mentioned mons on her fingers as the path to the next route became slightly denser forest than the last and their first trainers came into view.

"Also I don't think Pheromosa is technically considered a pokemon. They're from, like, an alternate universe or something where they fill the biological NICHE of a pokemon, but have either left-handed chirality or some other weird thing that disqualifies them."

"Personally I think the professors MIGHT just have disqualified them from pokemon status because they refuse to be touched by humans."

Isaac nodded at her reasoning. "Cinderace sounds really good, actually. Let's see if we can get one. Um... Hmm, hard to think of ones that aren't legendary. I mean, I'm sure we'll have an incredible team under your leadership and our unbounded trick, but... Hmm... This would be where watching more competitive Pokemon would come in handy... I've heard Garchomp is kind of a must-have, right?"

He realized all too late that he'd blundered right into the line of sight of the first trainer on the route, obliging him and Aria to battle them.

"I like tube tops! They're comfortable and easy to wear!" the trainer said enthusiastically as she marched towards them. Indeed, the long-haired redhead was wearing a tube top and a set of jeans before she tossed out her pokeball, revealing a pink colored cow pokemon with a set of massive and already dripping tits.

"Oh me too!" Aria responded, getting in a battle stance. "I also like your Miltank." She said to be friendly, while stage whispering to Isaac. "You can get practice "commanding" me here if you want, otherwise I'll kick her around slowly enough to not be mean. Also Garchomps make for fun, goofy shark girls but I don't actually know how powerful they are! They're famously near the top -after- being bound, but I've never heard of an unbound one doing something super interesting."

Isaac blushed at the sight of the giant-breasted, milky Miltank, wondering how many of the other trainers of this world acknowledged how sexualized the magical beasts they lived with could be, or if they were all just adjusted to it already. Aria's statement about unbound Garchomps threw him for a loop as well - did different Pokemon have different potential when bound versus unbound?

After a moment, he realized that Aria said he needed to play his part and 'command' his Eevee to attack. "Uh, Tackle! ...Tail Whip!" Those were very likely to be non-suspicious moves, right?

Aria gave a thumbs up before she turned around, facing the Miltank, and crouched down, thrusting her hefty hips and ass into the air before wagging her fluffy tail enticingly. The Miltank ogled her a little bit and pointedly stopped paying attention to guarding as it looked eagerly at the display.

"Use rollout!" the redheaded trainer called out as the miltank immediately flipped onto her side and started rolling towards Aria, attempting to smash the Eevee right in the knees with rapidly spinning projectile tits.

Aria sidestepped it rather casually and visibly had to stop herself from attacking the miltank out of 'turn order'.

After watching her Tail Whip, Isaac rather felt like his own Defense had been lowered as well...

"Uh, Tackle!" he shouted again, figuring that she would only know a handful of moves at the moment, maybe three after some leveling up. Though he couldn't for the life of him remember what the third move would be. After this battle, they probably had to hash out what 'moves' she 'had' at any given time to keep the charade up... at least until they no longer needed to anymore.

As the battle slowly wore on, Isaac had to whisper to her, "Just... pretend to take ONE hit, okay? You're dodging a little too easily..."

Aria dived straight into the miltank catching her right in the flabby stomach as she let out a pained 'moo' and got knocked right out of her spin... and also knocked out entirely.

"Oh. Uh. Oops. I'll take the next one? If it helps, rollout is..." Aria whisped back.

The redheaded trainer kicked the grass, "Damn inaccurate finishing moves! Ugh, your li'l fox is stronger than she looks. Here." The trainer fished out a straw back and pulled out a couple 500P notes, handing them to Isaac as she withdrew her dizzy cow into the pokeball.

"You two wanna spend some of that on milk by any chance?" she asked, still paying attention to the pair.

: Isaac suddenly realized he was rather parched, mostly from thirsting over Aria's bouncing, steadily growing body. He also couldn't help but notice that Aria's bust was pushing against her t-shirt a little more firmly after that last bout, more significantly than after dealing with random wild Pokemon. "Um, sure, I'll take some milk for your trouble. You want any, Aria?" Mostly he just felt kind of bad for the trainer who stood no chance without knowing. It wasn't like they couldn't get more money later.

"Sure! I've never tried Miltank milk." Aria joined Isaac in handing the money back, getting a slightly discounted six pack of moomoo milks in return. Aria casually chugged one, throwing her head back and clearly enjoying it quite a bit. "Your Miltank is way nicer when her tits aren't trying to kill me!" She said casually as she handed the rest to Isaac... his eyes already on her chest noticing that her T-shirt looked a little wet now

Isaac nodded and started sipping on a bottle of milk while storing the rest in his bag. "Yeah, her tits are... great," Isaac murmured, not sure what was polite to say in this world. He drank carefully, hoping fervently that the concoction wouldn't somehow give him lactating breasts or something. "Thank you, and thanks for the battle." He hurried along to further down the route, keeping an eye on Aria's breasts for... reasons.

As soon as they were out of sight, Aria pulled up her T-shirt and gave her chest a squeeze... thick, sweet milk squirting out of her own chest. "Huh, neat!" She said. "But right, moves! Wellllll... I know Detect, Moonlight, Double Kick, Tail Whip, Growl, Covet, Tackle, and Helping Hand -aaaaaand I just learned Sand Attack -AND- Milk Drink! So I guess we should pick four of those as our 'professional' set." She casually listed off abilities while trying to bend down to her own chest, even with her newly grown double-d's and snout, she looked a little silly trying to reach her own nipple with her tongue.

Isaac quickly patted his own chest, which thankfully didn't swell or start leaking, thank goodness. But as he watched Aria try to lean down to her own nipples, he found himself unable to resist any longer. "Um, let's go with Double Kick, Detect, Covet, and... Milk Drink... Oh god..." He found himself automatically leaning in, his mouth hanging open to suck one of her nipples, but he pulled back at the last second. "Sorry, all of this is making me... really horny. I know I'm ostensibly your 'owner,' but you're also way stronger than me, and at any rate the power dynamics here are completely fucked, so I don't want to do anything without your consent...!"

"Don't worry, you couldn't! And you can drink up if you want, too. I'm actually super glad I learned that move." Aria reached out a hand, guiding Isaac's head to her swelling chest. "I was worried you were gonna get killed by something while I wasn't paying attention, but as long as you take a big swig off me, I can heal you no problem. So try some now, we need to get a baseline of how much... better... you feel."

"Actually, lets really keep it between us. Bound eevee can't learn that move, so we'd better stick to Moonlight for the in-battle healing."

Isaac latched onto her brown fox titty and started suckling, letting out a muffled moan as he finally got to touch her perky tits. He brought his hands up to gently rub and squeeze her tits, helping coax more milk out. Strangely, the taste of her milk felt... invigorating, like the healthiest protein drink he'd had in his entire life, or something like that. He was a bit too aroused to tell. His cock was definitely reacting, jumping up to throbbing hard in his trousers.

When he finally needed a moment to breathe, he popped off her nipple with a gasp, licking up a droplet of milk on his lips. "...Yeah, and you should probably have another damage move, so maybe swap out Detect for Tackle... Goodness knows Covet's going to be effective enough no matter how 'bound' you pretend to be..."

"Hmmm... I guess pretending NOT to be able to perfectly read my opponent's movements ahead of time would defer accusations of acting out of turn..." Aria seemed to consider the moveset before getting distracted again. "Hey, want a tailjob while you drain the other one? You've been hard a -lot-, and while I don't really want to lay any eggs, I can definitely get you off!"

Isaac glanced around out of habit, not sure what the rules of propriety were when it came to having 'relations' with your busty Pokemon in this world. "Absolutely," he said a little bit too quickly. He'd been some level of erect and aroused pretty much the whole time since he met Aria, after all! "I'm not really keen on... breeding any Pokemon anyway, so whatever alternatives you want are fine by me...!" He leaned over to her other breast and started suckling again, while undoing his belt and pants just enough to let his cock and balls spring free.

Aria's tail was... remarkably dextrous for such a massive ball of fluff. It -tingled- incredibly as soon as it touched, wrapping around the six inch member and sending lightning bolts of pleasure through it. Every time an errant bit of fluff passed the cum vein again, the pleasure just got more and more intense. "Tail whip is actually way more popular for this purpose anyway~ Really ups the sensitivity."

Isaac moaned into her tit as he leaned against her more to stay upright, which was a little awkward considering she was still a fair bit shorter than him... for now. It felt like he was being stroked off by a being of pure fluff, which was both impossible for his brain to fully process and incredibly exciting to his libido. He never thought himself to be a tailjob kind of guy, but when the tail was this skilled... He grunted hard as his cock swelled, getting ready to burst. He looked up at her meaningfully, trying to signal her that he was about to cum, if she wanted to avoid getting semen in her tail.

Aria didn't bother dodging at all, continuing to overstimulate him right up until he came, spurting a couple tablespoons right into her fur. It was an abnormally large load for a human, but in seconds it seemed like the fox had already absorbed it somehow. In fact, her fur was completely dry when she ran her tail over for a final pass, drying up his hypersensitive member and ensuring no mess escaped. "Ooo, I think you already got bigger li'l dude!" She said as she felt up his cock carefully.

"Mm?!" Isaac was just getting small trickles of milk from her nipple now, so he pulled off and looked down at himself. Sure enough, not only did his cock look a little thicker and more sizable, it was taking its sweet time to soften and calm back down. He'd certainly felt like his load was heavier, too, but he'd initially assumed it was because he'd been so pent-up. "Is that... from you? Or the Miltank milk? Or...?" He had a feeling that Aria knew exactly what was going on. Either way, it made his heart race from excitement. He'd always wanted to be well-hung...

"Both I'd say! Everybody knows poke-milk is so super healthy that drinking it regularly in childhood is connected to both superstrength and psychic powers later in life, but you're old enough that I don't think that would matter if I wasn't made out of, like, ultra-stem-cells. Throw in the fact that I'm pretty sure your body is a little hyperfocused on your downstairs and that extra inch makes sense to me! Hey, wanna eat me out next?" Aria started pulling down her pants, stretchy cloth rolling past wide hips as she revealed an incredibly tight button in the center.

Isaac shrank back a little bashfully as she had him fully analyzed, even if maybe she didn't know why. Due to some childhood trauma and the resulting anxiety and hypervigilance, his libido had basically never calmed down even after puberty. Still feeling rather turned on and wanting to explore more of the fox's amazing body, he knelt down further and positioned his face between her legs, giving her tight lips a tentative lick before diving in.

"Th-that's it, go right for the clit!" Aria said encouragingly as she mashed his face deeper. "You can spank me if you want! A-and pull my tail. Really go nuts down there." Aria's voice was actually shaking slightly as her fur began to glitter, rose sparkles appearing across her body as she squeezed her thighs tight.

Isaac felt a moment's trepidation as it felt like Aria's body was transmogrifying right beneath his mouth and hands, but he pressed on anyway. He attacked her clit with his lips and tongue, rubbing and squeezing and sucking at it. He gave her perky cheeks a few slaps to make them jiggle, though his hands stung from how firm they were, and he tugged at her tail a few times as well, alternating between pulling right at the base as well as from a foot or so away, really making sure that he was changing things up on a whim to keep her stimulated. His own cock was throbbing again just from hearing her encouraging squeaks and moans.

She was definitely glowing now, not just sparkling, but fully emitting pink light. One time Isaac went in for the tail pull, only for it to slide out of his fingers and begin to split apart, shocking him quite a bit... however, her body's alarming glow and changes coincided with her pussy beginning to clench, tugging his tongue deeper... and starting to drool, rose-water flavored fluids leaking out like candy into his mouth. She was really moaning now, her voice going from high and perky... to low and breathy with every loud gasp of pleasure.

Isaac definitely got the sense that Aria the Eevee was beginning to evolve already. Into what, he wasn't entirely sure due to his lack of general Pokemon knowledge. That was as much as his higher brain processes could manage as the rest of his faculties focused on finishing the job he'd started, continuing to spank her, lick her pussy and clit, and gently tug on her newly grown split tails, all the while drinking up her rosy juices. The only time he stumbled was when her thighs clenched around his cheeks, squeezing his face somewhat comically between them.

Those thighs were the only thing that kept him from going flying when she finally came, a deep, breathy, "Aaaaah~" escaping her lips as a wave of rosy fluid GUSHED from her down Isaac's front... and spots filled his vision from the dazzling light.

When they cleared, he saw a sight just as dazzling in a different way.

Aria now stood six feet tall, no longer fluffy, but with ultra-short, rose pink fur. Her tail was short and wolflike, but across from it, on her front, a womb-emblem stood on her midriff, like a butterfly with two long tendrils coming out of it and snaking around her massively fat thighs.

She looked at her shirt, the exploded remains of the cotton T now HOPELESSLY inadequate in the face of the voluminous G-cup boobs that stood just the tiniest bit less than perfectly perky on her chest until two more tendrils emerged from a bow-tie at her collar, supporting her boobs and letting the skin squish around her ribbons like a shibari top as she held them up, somehow looking MORE lewd for all the straps over her.

Her pants had actually almost survived, and she pulled them up... only for a mighty SHHHRRRIP to occur as thick, juicy thighs broke through the fabric in a dozen places, copious squishy flesh poking through every rip and hole on the legs while the roomie seat was now entirely filled with an ass big enough to rest suitcase on.

She rose smoothly to her feet, dainty paws rising her to her tiptoes like a pair of permanent high heals as she smiled, an amused, smug expression far more matronly and less innocent than her eevee smile, one fang sticking out of a jaw droppingly feminine face bearing piercing blue eyes.

"Thanks hon~" Her voice was like liquid sex, triggering every ASMR response in his body while being as breathy as a porn star. "I can't say I expected to evolve so fast... but I can't say I mind, either~"