My trainer and I had been on the road some time. A younger man and a Houndoom make for a pretty intimidating pair on any road, so the day I realised that something was following us, its easy to say that I got a little uneasy.
I started to wander off into the woods as we walked, keeping a distant track on my trainer as I tried to track down the scent... There was something light to it, like Oran berries, something I couldn't quite pin down but knew was just a little too exotic to not worry about.
One night, as we laid out our camp, I went for another walk, my trainer warning me not to be gone too long so I didn't miss lunch, as I barked back my affirmative... I knew that smell came closer at night, but I always lost it when cooking started to cloud my senses...
I finally found it though. Stalking silently through the chirping, squawking, rustling woods, coming back towards camp, I saw the Pokemon that had followed us for at least a week straight.
An Umbreon.
That explained the smell at least, the exotic scent coming from the unusual rare Pokemon, her tail raised high and waving through the air as she sat catlike, waiting, watching the camp.
Her raised tail gave me another interesting sight though... a tiny little ass hole, and a chubby pink pussy both clean and so so tempting, especially since I hadn't bred anything in... What? A month now? Two? It was hard to really remember how long after a while, but as I crept slowly closer on silent paws, my sniffing at the air caught her attention, and the tiny mon started to turn towards me.
I didn't even bother to resist my instincts as I pounced on her with a growl, my jaws locked around the back of her delicate little neck as the heavy weight of my muscle bound body just pressed her down beneath me.
My growl was answered by a mewl, and a pathetic little voice that started to beg at the same time as the little kitty started to whine.
"No! Please! Please don't bite me doggy!" She whimpered, and her desperate attempts to escape underneath me honestly just excited me more, the feeling of prey trying to escape... or of my little bitch for the evening wriggling against my body in that wild desperation.
"Why should I do that little kitty?" I asked her with a snarl, pressing my hips down harder against her, my furry balls pressing against the back of her tiny ass. It was hard to really decide what I wanted to do... She was so small, it'd be easy to just bite into her neck and break it but that little voice... And the way she moved... So, so tempting...
"Because I don't wanna fight doggy!" She yelled, squirming up against me some more, and I didn't feel any shame at all when my slick cock started to push from its sheath, coating her fur in a sticky layer of pre-cum...
