Falinks? More like Freaklinks.

Caroline had been out of the trainer game for more than a few years. Now in her mid-twenties she was enjoying living alone and spending as much time as she could with her partner Growlithe in Solaceon Town with little in the way of things to disrupt her peaceful day-to-day life. She worked at the Pokemon Day Care, often getting to spend most of her days playing games and taking care of the Pokemon left in their care by trainers from all walks of life, which meant as well that she got to interact with all different types of Pokemon. Caroline was proud of how well she could adjust her personality to fit whatever she needed to do, be it a calm and caring presence for some of the more frightened Pokemon or those with separation anxiety, or a stern and authoritative figure to wrangle some of the more unruly Pokemon.

Every day was a day she continued doing what she loved, but sometimes her days were tough, and it was especially those days that she loved to go home with her beloved Growlithe and unwind with a nice movie, or a dinner, or just playing a bit more in a setting where they could both let loose because they knew each other and trusted each other so implicitly. It was one such night when Caroline got home after a long day at the Day Care, falling to her knees and then to her face as she groaned into the carpet of her living room, her Growlithe bounding up behind her to circle the woman a few times and playfully mimic her pose. It had been a doozy, two male Tauros that the newest Day Care Aide had let into the same enclosure without proper socialization, a Rapidash going through a rut and trying to mount an entirely different trainer’s Pokemon, and then a haunting of Ghastly that started levitating things inside the Day Care building and throwing things around until Caroline was able to get them all to settle. She shimmied off her pants, leaving herself in her underwear with the cool air of the living room fan to run over her newly exposed rear and thighs. Growlithe barked happily when the doorbell rang and Caroline just let out a long groan at the misfortune of being unable to relax.

She rose up from the ground, throwing her half-discarded pants into a laundry basket in her room as she passed by the doorway, untying her apron and hanging it up on one of the hooks by the door before she popped it open and stuck her head around, still hiding her underwear-clad lower half from whoever her guest was. It was the new Day Care Aide, apologizing for all the trouble they had caused. Caroline was, in spite of her annoyance at the interruption to her post-work unwinding, very nice and even joked around with the new hire until she felt a cold snout suddenly bury itself between her legs. She excused the sudden outburst as her Growlithe causing trouble since he hadn’t eaten yet, then took the opportunity to politely get her coworker away from the door as quickly as possible while trying to fight off her Growlithe with one hand, sighing and closing the door when her coworker bid her a good evening.

“Victor, I appreciate you getting me out of that situation, but would it kill you to cool it a little bit?” She chastised her Growlithe, the fire-type barking at her before she shook her head. Caroline knelt down in front of her partner, petting him feverishly as he started to lick her face. “Of course you can’t ‘cool it’ you little firebrand. Who’s a little nuisance sometimes? Who is? You are!” She teased, Growlithe jumping up to put his forepaws on her thighs as he continued licking her face until he started pushing her back into the door. Caroline had to fight to get him to back off, biting her lip when she realized his cock was peeking out of his sheath after such a heavy show of affection. Stepping up, she tried to ignore the image burned into her brain as she stepped past Victor and entered her kitchen.

Victor helped her ignite the gas burning stove whose starter hadn’t worked since she bought the place, the burner lighting up as she put a pan on top, preparing a meal for Victor as he continued moving about the house while sometimes coming to press his body against her legs while she cooked. When Caroline was finally finished cooking for him she set his bowl in front of the couch, turning on the television while she heated up some leftover orange chicken in the same pan, settling down on the couch to eat her leftovers, Victor already having long since finished his own food when he settled down on the couch with his head on her thigh. Even when Caroline had finished her dinner, she still couldn’t get the image of Victor’s cock peeking out at her from her mind. People were generally a lot more accepting in Sinnoh, but she still felt weird at the idea of getting sexual with her partner. Pokemon are intelligent, especially Victor, surely he could let her know in some way if he didn’t feel the same, right?

Caroline bit the inside of her lip almost hard enough to draw blood, keeping her attention turned toward the screen of the TV, it was playing one of the contests that they were hosting over in Hearthome but she couldn’t focus on what was going on. Her hand rested on Victor’s side, petting her partner a little before she let her hand slide further down against his fur until she reached between his legs, frightened when she realized his cock was sticking out of its sheath once more and she had just touched it. Tearing her eyes away from the screen she could see that Victor was clearly aroused, but she couldn’t keep going without feeling like she was taking advantage of him. She slipped off of the couch, careful not to disturb him too much, and Victor’s head followed her as she got on her knees in front of the couch, staring back at him with the inner part of her lip still firmly pinched between her teeth.

“Victor. I… would you like too… are you okay if we…” Caroline tried again and again to form the right sentence, the right string of words to make her feel less uncomfortable as she risked ruining her relationship with her partner by potentially trying to take it too far. She let her eyes wander back over between his legs, ogling the cock as it hung heavy and relaxed in front of her. “Do you want to fuck me?” She finally blurted out, swallowing hard in the immediate aftermath as she prepared herself for some disgusted response or hatred from Victor. What she wasn’t expecting was the answer she had been hoping for with all her being, Victor’s excited bark and the Growlithe leaping up onto his feet to start licking her face.

A wave of dread washed off Caroline, the woman laughing and petting her Growlithe as he covered her face in slobber, eventually pulling herself away before she turned her ass around to him, lowering her underwear to pool around the bottom of her thighs as she flashed Victor with her glistening pussy. “W-Well, come on then. Let’s make each other feel good.”

Victor barked another affirmation, leaping off the couch and burying his face into her pussy. Caroline felt a shock run up her spine, arms almost giving out under her as she felt him eagerly start to lap at her sex. She pressed her face into the carpet, fully ignorant of whatever was playing on the television as she lost herself in her Pokemon’s tongue pleasuring her. Caroline was almost drooling onto the ground by the time she rode out her second orgasm on Victor’s tongue, the Growlithe showing no signs of letting up until she started to whine loudly for him. “Victor please, I want you to fuck me~ I need you so bad~” She cried out, barely able to lift her head off the ground enough to make sure he could hear her. Victor heard her well enough, it would seem, as he whined when he pulled his face away from her sloppy wet sex, shortly after putting his forepaws up on her back as he started desperately humping the air behind her. Caroline enjoyed the brief moment of respite, then she fell back into her depraved need for him. She reached a hand between her legs, grabbing at Victor’s cock and drawing a whining moan from the Growlithe before she guided him against her pussy.

Caroline almost couldn’t stand how hot just the tip of his cock was against her lips, her chest tightening as she realized how hot she found this, not even taking into account the temperature of his cock. She didn’t have much time to think before the rapid thrusting of Victor’s hips forced his cock forward and Caroline took a few inches of his cock in one eager thrust. Her arms gave out again, her face pressed into the carpet as he started fucking her, her hands reaching to grab her breasts and play with herself while Victor mounted her like he was trying to breed her. Caroline’s mouth hung open as she felt Victor’s cock stretching her out, each thrust so short but so forceful that she was losing herself in orgasm after orgasm until the feeling of something swelling up at the base of his cock started to draw her back from her stupor.

She was a Pokemon breeder, she knew about the physiology of most of the more common Pokemon, and she knew what it would mean if she was to let Victor knot her. She didn’t care though, crying out for him to knot her, to breed her like the eager bitch she was, and Victor couldn’t be more happy to oblige her. He forced his cock against her lips harder and harder to push the half-swollen knot inside of her, eventually securing them with a wanton moan from Caroline when she felt herself being filled up by her partner. Caroline could feel the knot swelling and stretching her out, a feeling of satisfaction unlike any orgasm she’d been able to ride out on any of her toys washing over her when she felt him locking them together. Through her shut-tight eyes while she rode out yet another orgasm, Caroline could see the room getting brighter and she thought for a second that it might have been a very white-heavy commercial, but when it only grew brighter and she could feel Victor’s cock starting to expand further inside of her she realized what was happening. Her eyes widened, neck craning as much as she was able to try and witness her partner’s evolution. She had to stare at him from over her shoulder, feeling his thrusts get more powerful as his balls seemed to swell and hang low as they slapped against her stomach with each desperate jerk of Victor’s hips. She was blinded as she watched her partner evolve, knot locking them together as he came inside of her, until she was stretched enough that it was almost uncomfortable and a deep bark from Victor shook her to her core.