Blake’s trainer brought home an eevee last night.

The ninetales lay on the couch, relaxed and minding his own business, when the eevee arrived, dirty and mangy and smelling of the city. According to his trainer, it was his job to look after the kit and keep her out of trouble; show her the ropes, as it were. He was not enthused. 

Then she looked up at him with her big, brown eyes, and he caved immediately.

After consuming very likely the first big meal of her life—more ending up outside her tummy than in—the eevee received a bath, and exited the bathroom clean and poofy, looking very much like a cotton ball. Then she snuggled next to him on his couch and snoozed for the rest of the night. He didn’t have the heart to move her. She was warm. 

Morning came. Fed, clean, and well rested, it was as though she were a new pokemon, any wariness she may have had of this new, strange place nowhere to be seen. She happily plonked around the house, sniffing everything she could reach. The single couch—his couch—the bedroom, the kitchen, even the bathroom couldn’t escape her exploratory snout. Blaze watched intently to make sure she didn’t get into trouble, but otherwise left her to her own devices. 

Then she squatted above the carpet. 

“Stop!” Blaze cried, startling the kit into the air.

“I was just gonna pee!” she whined, doing a little potty dance, thighs rubbing together. The loud noise caused her to squeeze her pelvic muscles, luckily cutting the flow before it could begin. “What'd I doooo?!” 

“You can’t do that inside.” Noticing her lack of comprehension, and obvious discomfort, he explained quickly: “We live here, you live here, so if you relieve herself on the floor, it makes the place dirty. If you have to go, tell me and we’ll go outside, okay?”

Her tail swept the floor. “Okay.”

Within the large, fenced area that was their modest backyard, she scampered off and immediately began sniffing around. She found a suitable spot above a poor dandelion, padded in place a bit, and then looked to Blaze for permission. 

"Go ahead," he urged, outwardly proud that she was making sure here was okay. "Let it all out." 

Wasting no time, she turned around and squatted, tail raised high into the air as she finally let go. A coo escaped her right as a stream of yellow did, generating a slight hiss until the harsher sounds of liquid hitting the ground drowned it out. 

Blaze watched shamelessly as the young eevee relieved herself. Her anus visibly relaxed and her little legs trembled as the flow increased, her small bladder producing quite a bit more than he expected. His eyes strayed over to her cute little cookie, fixated on how it flexed with her movements.

Watching her go revealed his own bodily needs in the process. May as well kill two pidgeys with one stone, he thought, walking over to her and lifting a leg, aiming for the puddle she’d already created. Liquid heat rushed through his urethra and spilled out, much more powerful than the eevee’s own flow. 

The eevee eeped in surprise at the loud sound and clenched down, cutting off her stream. When she realized he was peeing too, she was able to relax, restarting the flow with a sigh of relief. She looked over her shoulder and watched the older pokemon relieve himself as he watched her. That drew her attention to the tiny hint of pink that peaked out of his sheath, right where the urine was spilling out.

She observed him with a powerful curiosity—it looked nothing like her own equipment. She’d licked herself clean enough times to know that. Where she had a slightly puffy slit, plain and boring in her opinion, his was big and meaty. Weird. 

“Um, Mister Ninetales? Why’s your peepee look like that?” She shivered as the flow ceased, and then shook her rump to get rid of the droplets. “Mine’s a lot smaller!”

Still feeling the bliss of relief, he didn’t even censor his response. “Because I have a penis and you don’t, silly. You have a spade.” 

“Penis? Spade?” She looked between her legs and tried to make out the contours of her ‘spade’, noticing the slit in the middle where her pee came out of. Flexible as she was, she casually poked it with her cold nose, feeling her warmth against it. It tickled. 

Then she walked over to the ninetales' backside and looked at what was under his tail. It really was different from hers; no slit to be found, with two dangling things underneath where a spade would be on her. 

Her head tilted to the side. “Why are we different?”

Blaze finished relieving himself, then chuckled at the curious kit. His tailhole quivered, something she found really neat for some reason. “Because I’m male, and you’re female. When you’re older, you’ll even lay eggs.”

She was startled by that. “Eggs? But… I came from an egg. I barely remember, but it was so big. What does ‘lay’ mean?”

He laid on his stomach to get down to her level. Craning his neck, Blaze poked his nose at her behind, making her giggle and pull away. “Your spade, when you’re older, they come from there. See that slit in the middle? It’ll stretch quite a bit, and an eevee egg will pop out!”

She was horrified. “Wouldn’t that hurt?”

“It does,” he admitted. “But you don’t have to worry about that for a long time, okay? And even then, you need to mate to make an egg.”

“Mate?” she questioned, still tilting her head. “What’s that?”

“Hmm, might be easier just to show you. My mother showed me how it all works at a young age, but you don’t have anyone.” He smiled sadly at her. “If you’ll have me, I’ll play the part of your parents and teach you.”

She yipped excitedly and buried her head into his mane. 

“I take that as a yes.” Chuckling, he got up and stretched, before moving away from the puddle of urine and toward an out of the way clearing, through the bushes at the back of the yard. 

He motioned for her to follow, and she did so happily. In the private area, he rolled onto his back and spread his hind-legs, revealing his sheath and balls to the young eevee. She stared with childish curiosity. 

“Here, explore me all you want. I’ll explain how eggs are made after I’ve grown.

She nodded eagerly and rushed between his legs. The first thing she noticed was his sheath. It was small, though much longer than her spade, and covered in fur. A taut sack lay underneath, covered with the same peach fuzz as his sheath. And below all of it was his tailhole, as immaculate as a pokemon’s anus could possibly be. 

She sniffed, pushing her nose directly against his balls. They were soft, yet kinda firm. They pulled inward at her touch, making her blink in surprise. 

Then she moved on to sniffing at his sheath, the scent of male growing stronger the closer she got. She noticed a small bit of pink peeking out, a small tube at the end. The entire length twitched, especially when she brushed it with her nose. “Is this where you pee? It looks weird!”

“Yeah, it’s where I pee,” he said, chuckling. “But it’s also used for making eggs. Like how your spade lays them, my penis puts them in. Kind of. If we mate, my penis would go inside and fill you with white seed. Then, an egg will grow inside you.”

Eevee looked between her own legs then back at Blaze’s penis, scrunching her face up as she tried to imagine it sliding inside her. “That’s so freaky! How does that white stuff come out?”

“Oh, mating feels really, really good. Then when it gets as best as it’ll get, the seed comes out. Same for you. You don’t ejaculate, but mating feels amazing for the girl as well. Your insides feel amazing for me, and my penis feels amazing for you.”

Said penis began growing the more he spoke, Blaze’s own words having an effect on him.
 
“R-really?” Stars were in her eyes as she realized she wanted to feel it. Before that, though, she wanted to clarify something. “I’m too young to make eggs, what do you mean by that?”

“If you mate with someone, no matter what, you couldn’t have an egg. Period. Not until you have your first heat.”

She felt something strange in her tummy, especially when she stared at the… pink that slipped out of Blaze’s sheath the more they talked. “C-could we mate?” she asked hesitantly, her tail hiking up as she talked. Her crotch felt really weird. Warm. “You said it feels good, and that sounds fun!” His penis twitched, growing even longer. She stared unabashedly. “Please?”

“I don’t see why not.” He shrugged, but the thought of mating… he hadn’t done that since he was with his mother! It was exciting. “As long as I don’t move, and you go at your own pace, it should be fine. All you gotta do is place your spade at my tip and rub yourself. When you’re wet enough, I’ll explain more.”

She climbed onto his belly and positioned herself rump-first toward his length. She scooted down and down, until her squishy eevee vulva pressed right up against his penis. It was huge, and when the tip brushed against her, it sent a shock through her system. “H-hey! That feels kinda nice!” Shaking her bottom felt even better, so she did just that. All the while, he grew bigger and bigger, his tip pressing against her entrance and threatening to pop inside the instant she was wet enough. Not that she realized this. “Wow, you’re so warm! Why do you feel wet?”

“I’m not wet, silly,” Blaze chuckled. “You are! It means you’re ready to mate.”

Blaze felt the pressure grow. She was already so dangerously wet, the scent of a needy female increasing  the urge to slip inside at its highest. Then, without warning, her folds gave way and he entered her virgin tunnel with a loud, sloppy slorp. 

Both pokemon gasped at the suddenness of it all.

The eevee was stunned at how big he felt. She squirmed, trying to get used to it. It felt like her entire butt was being heated up and stretched, a deep pressure growing inside, obviously the feeling of Blaze’s penis. It was almost too much. 

She wanted more.

Tight, warm, slick beyond her years: her pussy was heavenly for Blaze. A perfect fit. The more pleasure the eevee’s young, quivering vagina gave him, the quicker he grew, and the more of him entered her. And the more that entered her, the tighter she squeezed. Already he was spurting pre, further lubing her up. He felt his climax approaching and he wasn’t even moving 

He leaned over and gave her a gentle lick behind the ears. ”How’s it feel? You're really warm, and I love it, but I want to make sure you’re enjoying yourself.”

She beamed down at him, though there was a slight grimace to her expression. “It’s so weird, but I like it! Kinda like I have to pee, but the feeling grows and grows in the wrong spot.” She watched in awe as more of him entered her. “I feel warm inside? You feel warm, too! What else do you feel? There’s not a lot of space in there…”

“Tight,” he agreed. “But you’re very wet, too, and that makes it easier for both of us. If you weren’t so slick, I doubt this would have worked. Move your butt back and forth, okay? That’ll make it feel better for both of us.”

She complied, humping back against him, losing herself in the building pleasure.

They kept going like that for about a minute before her virgin mind couldn’t last any longer. “S-something’s happening,” she gasped out, humping away as fast as her little body could move. In and out, she bounced, trying to scratch that itch that wouldn’t stop spreading. “I feel— it’s like—” 

Eevee was speechless as she climaxed for the first time in her short life. Her vision swam. She shuddered and clamped down on Blaze hard, then let out a squeak of surprise as her tiny body exploded into a series of contractions that were unlike anything she’d ever experienced. To the eevee, it almost felt like she was peeing in little bursts, except nothing was coming out. And it was all automatic: nothing she did could make it stop, go faster, or even stay constant. Her body was forced to experience this, forced to squeeze and relax. 

It was awesome. 

“W-what is this?!" she asked in awe, unable to contain a moan. Her insides squeezed and relaxed, again and again, and she pushed her butt firmly onto Blaze so that his balls were flush to her spade. She squeaked again. "It’s like my peepee is making my everything feel good! Soooo gooood!”

Feeling the eevee cum her little heart out was the last straw for Blaze. Her soft, tight flesh was alive with motion; over and over it trembled and fluttered and relaxed before going through the motions all over again. His knot was soon fully engorged outside of the eevee, no way that would fit, but his first ejaculation more than made up for that disappointment. He licked her head gently as he spilled himself inside her, showing how much he cared.

Warmth spread throughout her loins, filling her up after only the fifth rope. She watched his penis as it throbbed and spasmed, stared as his balls twitched, and felt each spurt as it impacted her underdeveloped cervix. It was amazing, and she felt strangely loved. The constant licks to her head only cemented the feeling. 

She wanted to see what it looked like, so she tried to get off of him, only to feel a tug. But with some wiggling, and a lewd pop, she was off. She turned around to examine the rigid length, only to get a spurt of white directly across her muzzle. She yelped in surprise, falling off his belly and onto her back, sliding down in between his legs. From this vantage point, she watched as Blaze coated his own chest with seed, long streaks of white goo arching through the air. The sight appealed to her in ways she couldn't adequately describe.

His anus squeezed right before each jet. “Hey, why’s your tailhole doing that? Is it controlling it?” Her orgasm still rolled through her, and she paused to squeeze her thighs together with a shiver. “Weird.”

“N-no—ohhh—it’s just a muscle contraction. The real stuff is happening deep inside me. Your tailhole is also twitching, you know.”

Shocked at the statement, she bent over to get a good look at her still-orgasming behind. She poked it and she giggled as flutters traveled through her belly. White goo oozed from her spade’s now-gaped and raw opening, leaking fluid down onto her winking anus as she stared. Said anus sucked up some of the fluids, as if it were swallowing it.

Instinctively, she began to clean herself. She dug deep into herself, scooping out as much of Blaze's cum as she could. He tasted weird, but kinda good. She swallowed without hesitation. Even after she was clean, she licked, urged on by her continued orgasm. Her insides pulsed gently around her tongue, as though her own body was hugging her. She giggled at the funny feeling. 

"You're such a pretty kit, you know that?" Blaze said out of the blue. 

She pulled her tongue out of herself with a schloorp and looked up at him with big eyes. "You think I'm pretty?"

Blaze peered down on her with obvious affection. "Definitely." She yipped happily at the compliment, tail wagging rapidly. Blaze sucked in a dramatic breath. "Oh, Arceus, that cuteness of yours is going to be the death of me! Now, turn around—we're not done yet."

“We’re going to mate again? Yay!” With an eager yip, the little eevee swiveled on the spot and raised her tail, presenting her soaked spade to the older canine. 

I think I like this whole ‘mating’ thing. It’s so weird and cool at the same time!

Blaze chuckled at her eagerness and casually got onto all fours, his still ejaculating cock sending weak ropes across the ground. He stepped above the tiny eevee and positioned his throbbing length against her virgin ass. 

The eevee pushed back at the feeling of her new favorite thing touching her rump. She expected to be spread, but something immediately felt off—her anus, not her spade, was opening up to his spurting tip.

Warmth filled her untouched bowels as his tapered tip penetrated her, and immediately she realized her folly. She blushed madly. "That—that's my tailhole," she said sheepishly, embarrassed at the apparent blunder despite how interesting it felt. "I'll just..."

Before she could pull away, Blaze sunk further inside the kit, all the way to his knot in a single smooth motion. Unlike her pussy, her bowels had plenty of room, something he took full advantage of.

Blaze pushed, and pushed, lost in pleasure. She was so snug. But between contractions, when her body relaxed fully, there was a sudden pop. The sound of his knot slipping inside, locking them together. The terrible pressure squeezing his knot triggered his orgasm all over again. 

They both moaned as Blaze shot cum deep into the eevee, warming her up more than ever before. And unlike her vagina, nothing would spill out. Her butt had plenty of room. 

The knot was so wide that it stimulated her spade through her anal walls, prolonging her orgasm. "T-this is so good!" she said, humping into the feeling. "I didn't know my butt could be used like this!"

“Hnnn, and it’s a very nice butt, too,” Blaze said, grunting as the tiny eevee squeezed his knot hard. “Very tight.” 

Blaze leaned down toward the cute eevee and looked into her beautiful, pleasure-filled eyes. Without hesitation, he pressed his muzzle against hers, her first kiss. 

Opening his maw, he dove right in, pushing his tongue into her much smaller mouth. His tongue danced across hers, and she giggled, but she seemed unsure of how to respond. She soon melted into the kiss, though, her little tongue flicking against his inexpertly, as though she were trying to drink from a water bowl.

He was dead set on exploring her mouth, but instead retracted his tongue back into his mouth. Confused, she prodded at his mouth with her tongue, and when he opened his mouth wider she got the picture. Her tongue entered his mouth, wriggling inside in an adorable attempt to emulate him.

As they kissed, Blaze made sure to continue humping. It wasn’t much movement, just enough to wiggle his knot inside her, but it definitely made the experience all the better. She squeezed him tightly, firmly, and to encourage her he placed a paw between her legs and cupped her spade. He pressed into the soft flesh, firmly, insistently, and the little kit immediately began humping.

Minutes later, when his orgasm finally relented, he felt his knot deflating. He whined into her mouth, and she whined into his as he tried to pull out of her but failed miserably. Another tug, a release of pressure, a sudden lack of stimulation, annnnd—pop. 

“O-ohh!” the kit gasped as the seal broke, his spunk spilling out of her in a tidal wave. It covered everything, everywhere, warm seed oozing onto them. Using her extreme flexibility to her advantage, she licked her gaped tailhole, trying to clean it instinctively even as more and more of Blaze oozed out of her.

“Here, let me.” Taking pity on the now-filthy kit, Blaze leaned his own muzzle between her legs and licked her from tailhole to spade, her little tongue getting caught in the crosshair. She giggled and squirmed from the stimulation.

A few licks later and she was exhausted, but clean. She snuggled up against Blaze and purred. 

“I love,” a yawn cut her off, “you. I know you were just pretending, but, um, can you be my Daddy? For reals? Please? ”

Blaze’s heart clenched. He couldn’t say no to that. Emotions threatening to overwhelm him, he  nuzzled her and said, “Of course I will.” Then, gazing down upon the nodding off eevee, he added, “of course I will… I love you, too.”