Pulling on the clothes the villagers had provided him Pebble paused in mid air to look himself over. They felt so strange; everything was woven from natural cotton. Baggy square cut trousers and a shirt, the v-neck tied up by laces. A far cry from the synthetic fabric he was use too. Pushing his locker shut the pink furred mew turned to watch his student. Ephraim was dressed in similar square cut trousers and a plain white vest stitched with pink piping along the seams.


“Good work today,” Pebble murmured breaking the silence of their locker room. It was the only bathroom working in the ancient base. Well ancient to Ephraim… Pebble still found it hard to understand three hundred years had passed whilst he slept.


Shaking his head, tossing back his long blue hair the morph blue mew smiled and bobbed closer, “Really? I'm starting to get faster at assembling my shield but attacking things is still hard.”


Pebble smiled and squeezed Ephraim’s arm, “You’re getting better everyday,”


“Heh I'm glad,” Ephraim murmured, “I never knew we could do half of this stuff. How're the clothes? Sorry we... don't have any city clothes... we are so far from the cities out here... we don't get many fabrics."

Pebble laughed, smoothing out his shirt, “Well.. the pink stitching is nice on them and stuff.. Bit baggy but I guess the draw string works!”

Ephraim giggled and shook his head in amusement, “Well the 'eons make everything from natural cotton plants and ampumon wool. It's all pretty good stuff overall and better than wearing out all your synthetic stuff.”

Lifting off the ground Ephraim grinned, “They're super chuffed to have two mew living in the village... or the hills above the village, so they want to look after us all.”

“I guess even in hiding out legend didn't die out…” Pebble said sadly, “I’m glad they're there to help. Makes losing everything I know a bit less hard.”

Nodding his head and pushing his locker shut the blue mew morph grinned, "Legends of us never die," he flicked his ears and floated over to settle into a warm hug against Pebble, "And well you are way more impressive than me."

“I dunno,” Pebble mused with a small smile, lifting a lock of Ephraim’s thick hair, “All the girls around here seem to like you, only a few I think like me for being all mysterious…”

Shaking his head and smiling Ephraim nudged his snout against Peb's, “I could introduce you to some girls who think you are the bees knees,” he grinned wider, “Would soon have you balls deep in an ‘eon eager to be blessed with a mew-born eevee.”

Pebble went bright red and with a sudden blamf of displaced air teleported out from beneath Ephraim, re-appearing a bit away, “Hey! I can't go getting girls knocked up! I've got a war to fight!”

Ephraim flashed through the air to appear behind Pebble, one his paw pressed to the pink mews back as he whispered reassuringly, “They don't expect you to stay and raise the child... you're a mew... we settle our seed to help species grow,” sliding his arms around Pebble he hugged him tightly and whispered, “There is more to our life then war, we have a duty too.”

Wriggling at the sudden hug Pebble blushed deeper at the images Ephraim was suggesting, “You might have done that in like, one of your past lives but.. I haven't… ever…”

Laughing softly Ephraim shook his head and curved his body against Pebble’s, "I've not done it as a morph yet... but I have done it lots as a feral around the valley,” he grinned wider, warm paws sliding down the older mew’s chest, "You are a mew, we have a place and a purpose in this world, this is part of it.”

Pebble blushed, slinking his ears back, caught on the backfoot somewhat by the blue mew. He wasn’t used to him being so frank and upfront about such things. His blush deepened as Ephraim’s paws ran down his back. Clawed fingers circled his waistband and tugged at his drawstrings. His breath was warm, his body hot against him as he let his voice echo gently into his mind.


~You'll enjoy it Pebble... come let your hair down and... relax... Carla wants to meet you and Jenny is sweet too... their vaporeon twins.... one for each of us…~

Turning around so he was facing Ephraim he touched his forehead to his and smiled gently, ~Eheh.. I take it they wouldn't mind a slightly older mew than you?~

~You’re not that much older… not really,~ Ephraim’s smile deepened as he lifted his head and kissed Pebble on the snout then intertwined his paws with Pebble’s, “Shall we go? I promise you won't regret it... you're mew.... we are mew… and we have other duties than war.”

Nervously, somewhat self-consciously Pebble squeezed Ephraim’s hand and nodded. The blue mew smiled and Pebble felt him gather his power and then with a rush of air and a blamf of air the pink mew displaced them. The world re-appeared around them, a small cottage down by the lake, the garden behind it to be precise that wandered down to the lake shore.


The air was heavy with the scent of blossoms from a row of bushes that hid the garden from the street. The lake shore was open and dark, the only light came from the french doors that led into the cottage. Looking around Pebble saw a pair of figures lying on a blanket by the lakeshore. Their heads came up, disturbed by the noise of their arrival and their blue faces split into wide, welcoming grins. Hurrying to their feet they came forwards, identical in every way with smooth blue skin, long chunky tails topped by fins and wider fins on either side of their heads and around their neck. Both of them were dressed casually in skirts and t-shirts and as they drew closer one of them took Ephraim’s hands and kissed him on the cheek.


“You came, how lovely to see you.”


Her sister meanwhile pressed her paws to Pebble’s arm and drew him close, “And you brought Pebble, hello there…” she grinned and stood on tip-toes to kiss him on the snout, “We’ve been hoping Ephy would bring you to visit, I’m Jenna and I have very much been looking forwards to seeing you.”


Blushing, ears pushed back Pebble glanced sideways at Eph, he was whispering quietly to the other vaporeon. Turning back to Jenna he smiled softly, and leant down to press his nose to hers, inhaling her scent. It was soft, damp, a subtle hint of some sort of flower filling the air around her. 


“I… well Ephraim was rather direct are you sure… mean…”
 
He was silenced as she lay a finger against his lips and drew him back down the garden toward the blankets, “You are a mew… it is an honour, I’d love to spend a night with you.”


Letting her draw him down onto the blanket Pebble grinned quietly, trying to put Ephraim and Carla’s giggling out of his mind as he leant forwards and wrapped his arms about Jenna. His fingers played across the small of her back as she plucked at the laces of his shirt. She had them half undone before their lips met and for a moment instinct was all that mattered. She was warm, she smelt amazing and Pebble could feel instincts rising up… he somehow just knew what to do.


Before he knew it his shirt was of, her fingers were inside his trousers, teasing over his thickening sheath. Lowering his head he kissed along the length of her neck and pulled her blouse open so he could tease down across her breath. She gasped and squirmed as Pebble’s fingers teased around the waistband of her skirt as his tongue got to work.


More clothing was discarded as hands roved here and there. Jenna’s, his trousers, smooth pink fur pressed against slick smooth blue skin. Pebble kissed, licked, slowly but surely trailed down the length of her body as he gently lay her down on her back. Licking along her smooth stomach Pebble gasped as one of her webbed feet curled around his dick. It felt so good, smooth, gentle and teasing against the thickening flesh of his shaft. What he was really interested in however was the smooth slit between her thighs. He played his tongue over it once, eliciting a gentle gasp from the beautiful vaporeon. Just once though did he touch her most delightful place before with heavy breath he encouraged her to roll over. 

Once she was crouched on all fours Pebble moved beneath her tail. It was so big and thick, a chunky vaporeon length of smooth skin and fins. He slid beneath it, one hand fondling himself as he pressed his bulbous feline snout up beneath her tail and started to lick and lap at her rump. Jenna squeaked and gasped in delight, Pebble could see her hands clutching at the blanket beneath her as he continued to tease. The feeling of her tail draped across his back was fantastic, Pebble loved it and with slow, teasing motions he tucked his head lower, curled his small pink tongue lower and teased gently across her sex. 


Her shivering gasp of delight was reward enough. It had been so long since he’d laid down with a woman he was glad he still knew what to do. Licking gently he kept teasing her, slowly revelling in the delighted, wheezing pants coming from her. He alternated between her sex and her rump, sliding his muzzle up and down, letting her scent fill his nose, pressing his tongue as deep as he could manage into her rear. Jenna squealed and thumped at the ground, her low breathless pants reaching a crescendo and then Pebble drew back.


She groaned as he stopped and Pebble lifted himself off the ground. He bent her tail forwards, up along the length of her back, hugging it gently as he pressed up beneath her. He reached around, holding her close and whispered into her ears.


“Ready?”


“Yes,” she hissed, “You… tease… please… mew…”


Giving breath to a throat, needy laugh Pebble slid forwards, letting Jenna feel his weight settling on her back. At the same time he hugged her tail and pressed himself into her. Warm, moist flesh crept along the length of his shaft and with a groan Pebble threw his head back and mewled to the night. It had been too long and it felt good… curling his body in tightly, still floating mostly off the ground the pink mew started to ride his lover. 


Lowering his head, sweat dampening his body Pebble inhaled her scent, rode the pleasure of her sex squeezing around his shaft and started to pick up speed. A glance to his left where slow, eager moans where mixing with their own revealed an interesting sight. Two vaporeon's were mingled around one another. Male and female, rolling their hips and clinging to each other as they enjoyed one another. Smiling softly Pebble turned his attention back to his lady, arching his back and pressing his barbed kitty cock deeper into her body. 


Flesh closed around the base of his cock, barbs flared, catching on the smooth silken flesh around his shaft and Jenna bucked and squealed beneath him. Pebble leant forwards, hugged her chest and started to thrust faster. His balls were already drawing up, a tightness was spreading through his loins. With a deep groan he bit into one of her ear-fins and shuddered. He was so close… it had been too long… with a deep, mewling groan Pebble stiffened. His hands clutched, his body cling and his cock flared along its entire length.


Jenna squealed loudly as barbs dug into her, locking them together and the rush of warm juices that spilled along the length of his cock tipped him right over the edge. Joining his voice to hers Pebble fired his load into her. Each surging jet of sticky cat cum rushed up the length of his dick and spilled into her only to be followed by another. Pebble had forgotten how brilliant it felt, the rush of pleasure he got from mating with someone else. Sure he’d slept with Ephraim, but when they joined it was as one.

This was different, deeper, special… panting heavily he closed his eyes and shivered, groaning as his orgasm slowly tailed off. Lying gently atop Jenna he murmured and licked at the fins around her neck as she sprawled out beneath him.


“That… was… something else..” she purred, turning her head and smiling at him, “I… thought you’d have more stamina however,” she smirked wickedly and clenched tightly causing Pebble to mewl at the pressure, “I mean Eph’s still going.”


Shivering Pebble grabbed hold of Jenna, big chunky tail and all and rolled over onto his back. He carried her with him and she squeaked as his shaft shifting inside teased her insides. She wriggled around until she was sitting facing him, leaning forwards and panting, her skin glistening in the light from the house. Resting her hands on his shoulders she lifted her head and smiled down at him.


“Not done yet…” Pebble hissed softly, starting to roll his hips as his balls churned and drew up against his body, “I’m a mew… hope you’re ready for a long night Jen…”


She hissed as his hips tugged his cock out and slid it back in. She threw her head back, shoulders arching backwards as Pebble resumed his ride. She felt his cock slide out of her again, smooth and barbed and then her head whipped down to stare as what slid back into her changed! It was thicker and the barbs were smoothing away. Looking down with wide eyes Jen gasped as she stared into a warm blue and black furred canine muzzle. 


The point on Pebble’s chest gleamed under the starlight and the knot of his new dog dick pressed firmly against her sex, seeking entrance. Legs trembling, muscles tensing Jen clenched tightly around the new dick reaming her insides, spreading and stretching and teasing her. Squealing she came again, soaking Pebble’s groin as he held her arms and rolled his hips. 


“Oh fuck…” Jen breathed, her soft, breathless words lost in the roar of climax coming from Ephraim and Carla. Their bodies were a tangle of sweat slick limbs. Pebble spared a moment to look over and watch with an amused sense of satisfaction at the look of bliss on Carla’s face as Ephraim filled her. This had been a really good idea… hands on his pointed jackal ears pulled his attention back to Jen as she started to bounce and down on his shaft, eagerly trying to spread herself around his knot with each downward thrust.


Growling in delight Pebble added his lust to her actions, rolling his hips to match her movements. Two, three, four, five bounces and then with a wet slurp that made Pebble growlf in delight his cock slid home! Flesh squeezed the bulb of flesh around the base of his dick and he howled again unleashing another load into her! Head back Pebble moaned as his voice trailed off breathlessly and rolling pulses of pleasure signalled his seed firing into the vaporeon for the second time. It felt so good… and this was only his second orgasm! The night was very young and from the ecstatic gleam in Jen’s eyes she had no intention of stopping until both of them were spent! With a happy bark he leant up to meet her muzzle and kissed her, he had no problem with this idea!