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Howling to the Moon	By : WhiteWolfMoonHowl Category: Pokemon > General Views: 15103 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Pokemon, I make no money off this story, and this is completely fictional and not recommended for an attempt by any being.

Chapter List
- 1-Howling to the Moon
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It’s a quiet night in the wilderness. The moon is full, her bright yellow orb rising high over the trees, lending light to the nocturnal life. A small cave is visible near a pond, the entrance marking this place as the Secret Base of a trainer. As a blackened form enters the cave however, only the yellow rings on his body glowing and lending light to the dark, is it obvious that the base has long been deserted by any trainers. Broken boxes have been scavenged for the wood to bridge the holes in the floors, and the rock where normally a trainer would sit and wait for challengers now houses a nearly depleted oil lamp. The Surf Mat, once blue and pretty looking is torn and covered in dirt and debris, and the Red Tent, which once allowed the trainer to rest comfortably, is now being used as a house for the Pokémon occupants. The young Umbreon male is one of these Pokémon. He and his sister, a young Eevee, lived here with their parents, a Jolteon and Vaporeon. Their parents had been attacked by a wild pack of Mightyena, and the Eevee had been captured by a young trainer, so now the Umbreon, named Howl, lives here alone.

Alone that was, until recently. As Howl enters the cave, he notices a familiar shape, a young girl he has come to call Moonrise. Moonrise cannot speak, she was born in Fortree, but her family had cast her out when she was very young. She had been wandering for years, stopping to scavenge food in various Secret Bases, and sleeping in trees and bushes. Howl had found her when she stumbled into the Kecleon that guards the stairs to his pond, and it had attacked her. Howl had fought the Pokémon, but was badly poisoned in the process. Moonrise used one of the Antidotes she had stolen from a Pokémart to heal him, and in thanks, she was allowed to stay as long as she wanted. Moonrise, unlike most humans, is able to understand most Pokémon; however, she cannot speak to other humans. Her family had thrown her out after various people in Fortree had accused her of either being a Witch, or being a Hybrid, both punishable by death. In order to save her life her parents told her to run. Now Moonrise is almost thirteen years old, her body is changing, and she still remains a wild child, more Pokémon than human. Howl has become fond of the girl, caring for her, cleaning her, even feeding her when she’s hungry, but tonight he smells something different as he walks into the cave.

“Moonrise, are you alright? I smell something strange.” The Umbreon calls to her, trying not to disturb the human girl in case she’s sleeping. Moonrise lifts her head and growls a warning, something she’s been doing more frequently in the past few days. Howl backs away, but doesn’t leave the cave.

“Go away, Howl. I don’t want to see you. I’m not feeling well and my body hurts. Just go.” Moonrise snarls as a fresh wave of pain hits her, causing her to double over with a yelp. Howl’s nose is hit with a shock of coppery smelling air, and he recognizes the scent of blood. Filled with concern, he rushes over to Moonrise and checks her for injuries.

“Howl, you idiot, leave me alone!” Moonrise snarls, smacking the Umbreon’s nose as she slams her other hand into the ground to try and keep herself from screaming again. Howl shakes his head and sneezes before glaring at her, his rings glowing brighter.

“I won’t. I can smell that you’re hurt and bleeding, now let me see.” Howl replies, his voice taking on an icy tone. Moonrise whimpers softly in pain and submission, having never heard a tone like that coming from the Pokémon who rescued her, so she bites back her rude response and allows the Umbreon to check her over.

“Moonrise, how long have you been bleeding from there?” Howl’s question as he sticks his nose between the teen’s thighs startles her. While she knows little about humans, she assumes they are similar enough to Pokémon, and she knows enough about Pokémon to know that the blood means she’s reached the age where she can breed. This is the first time she’s bled in her life though, so she whimpers softly.

“This is the first time, Howl.” Moonrise replies. Howl sighs and lies down on Moonrise’s stomach, letting his body heat soothe her pain, the entire night he’s plagued by dreams of mating.

The following month, when Moonrise bleeds again, she’s prepared for it, and while she bathes more frequently, Howl still catches her blood scent at night. She’s taken to sleeping with a Linoone pelt as a blanket to keep the cold from hurting her, and leaves beneath her so she doesn’t bleed onto the Surf Mat. Howl still curls up to her stomach to keep her from crying out in pain. About two weeks after her bleeding, Howl notices another scent in the air, and his body seems to be called to it. Moonrise is walking through the cave, clean from a bath and still completely bared. Howl follows he around the cave, determined to find where the scent originates from. As he sniffs closer to Moonrise, he realizes the scent is coming from her. A Possessive snarl echoes through the cave, startling him, until he realizes it’s coming from his own throat. Moonrise is looking back at him, a strange look in her eyes.

“Howl, what are you snarling for? I know I’m naked and all, but you’ve seen me like this before.” She replies, her tone mocking the Umbreon. Howl glares at her and leaps at her, knocking her to the ground. Before Moonrise can protest, Howl is pawing at her back, snarling at her to keep still. Afraid for her safety at the paws of this seemingly insane Umbreon, Moonrise remains still as Howl sniffs over her body, not realizing what’s happening to his own form. Moonrise notices a long, pointed red appendage poking at her from Howl’s underside, and her curiosity causes her to reach a hand out and delicately touch the length, earning a gasping whimper from the Umbreon.

“Did I hurt you, Howl?” Moonrise asks; her innocence obvious to the Dark type. Howl is no stranger to the ways of mating, having already bred with an Espeon a few years prior. He has never mated a human before though, and certainly not one as young as Moonrise, but his body is calling for her.

“No, you didn’t. It felt good actually. Moon, how much do you know about mating?” Howl asks, deciding that if he’s going to react to her, he may as well find out everything she knows so he doesn’t hurt her. Moonrise smiles at the Umbreon male.

“I know enough to understand that my blood means I’m old enough to breed, and that Umbreon mate by a male taking the female from behind. I’m not sure about much else; I was kicked out when I was about seven. Dad explained when the Leafeon we had was mated by our neighbor’s Umbreon. But he told me they were making baby Eevee; I had to find out the rest myself. Why do you want to know?” Moonrise replies, her body feeling warmer from talking about the Leafeon she had as a child, and how she watched it being mated roughly by the male Umbreon. Moonrise’s scent filters through the air and is picked up by Howl, his red cock pulsing further from its sheath and sliding against Moonrise’s belly. Instinctively, Howl humps forward from the feeling, making Moonrise understand why he asked her how much she knows.

“Howl, are you asking me because you want to mate with me?” Moonrise questions, earning a blushing nod from the Umbreon male, his rings glowing almost white with embarrassment. Since Moonrise grew up on her own and without humans, she doesn’t understand the human way of thinking that her mating with Howl could be wrong, nor does she understand that she would be risking having a hybrid child from doing so. All she knows is that her body calls to his and his responds. She knows the need is there, as is somebody who can satisfy it.

Moonrise lifts Howl off her belly, remembering how Leafeon was positioned, and as she gets on all fours, she realizes her body is too high for Howl. Spreading her legs wider, Moonrise succeeds in lowering her body to his height. Howl wastes no time in mounting the human girl and as his paws scratch at her hips; Moonrise can feel her body heating up. Fluid begins to drip from her pussy, soaking into the Surf Mat in a fragrant scenting of the area. Howl’s cock throbs painfully as he seeks her entrance, missing the first few times until he places his hind legs onto Moonrise’s lower leg to raise his height. Once he’s positioned, Howl gently thrusts his rock hard penis into Moonrise’s dripping pussy. He is unprepared for the scream of pain and scent of blood released simultaneously from the girl. Fearing that he’s wounded her, Howl begins to pull out, but when he feels Moonrise gripping his leg with her hand, he stills.

“It’s alright, Howl, it just startled me is all. It doesn’t hurt that bad and it’s even starting to feel good. You can move again, if you want to.” Moonrise tells her Umbreon mate, feeling the length of his cock rubbing along the inner walls of her pussy. Howl growls possessively, reminding Moonrise of when he growled when she first bled, and a sense of pride fills the girl. As Howl thrusts into her, she remembers back when she was still living at home and she watched the Umbreon take her Mother’s Leafeon.

“Ranger, come on. I’m in heat, if you don’t fuck me, I’ll ask Icefall to do it.” Flower, the Leafeon snarls as she lowers her front legs on the floor while raising her backside and tail to the Dark type. The Umbreon looks at her, not realizing that the little girl watching them can understand everything. Ranger growls, his eyes glowing fiercely as his rings begin to glow brighter.

“I’ll mate you until you’re birthing a hundred Eevee kits, Flower.” Ranger snarls, oblivious to the little girl watching them. He mounts Flower’s back, his cock throbbing, red and hot in his sheath. As he places his hips against Flower’s opening, his cock head pokes through, immediately enveloped by Flower’s moist heat. Ranger begins thrusting hard and fast, snarls coming from his mouth that only the little girl and Flower can understand.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, Flower. I’m going to cum soon. I hope you’re ready to have lots of baby Eevee, because I’m not going o let you lose a single drop.” Ranger snarls, glowing brighter as he thrusts faster and harder, the sound of him taking her audible to more than just the girl.

“Dave, your damn Umbreon got into our house again! I hope you’re willing to pay for the therapy my daughter will need since she’s had to see your damn Pokémon fucking our Flower!” The girl’s father yells to the neighbor’s tree house. As a large burly man comes in to the room and picks up his daughter, Ranger stabs his knot into Flower’s pussy, tying he two together.

“Bree?” The little girl asks, her voice mimicking an Umbreon asking why. Her father sighs and explains that the pair is just making more Eevee. As the girl looks back, the image of the Umbreon taking her mother's Leafeon sticks in her mind.

Moonrise is pulled out of her vision by Howl’s knot slamming against her pussy lips. Since this is her first mating, she’s too tight for him to just shove it into her like he otherwise would.

“Moon, I’m going to cum soon. I need to get my knot into you, but you’re so tight, I don’t think I can without hurting you. Will you be alright?” Howl asks, earning a snarl from Moonrise.

“Just get the damned thing into me Howl. I need it so bad you have no idea.” The girl is extremely worked up, the flashback combined with her current fertile state making her almost insane with need. Saliva flies from her mouth as she growls and pants while clawing the ground. Howl continues ramming his knot into her on every thrust, grinding his hips against hers in an attempt to loosen her up for his knot. Finally when it seems like he can take no more, his thrusting makes his knot hit Moon’s clit. Moonrise howls as she cums, a flood of her lubricating fluid making her just slippery enough that Howl’s knot begins to slide into her. With his back paws digging into Moonrise’s legs, Howl jams his knot into the girl’s pussy, tying him with her as he closes his jaws on her shoulder.

Moonrise barely registers the bite, she’s so wrapped up in her orgasm, her eyes are rolled back in her head and her mouth is slack, panting as a small bit of blood collects in the bite. As she feels Howl’s cock slam into her cervix, a sudden flood of warmth causes her to almost faint as her body shudders with a second orgasm. Howl snarls his dominance over Moonrise as he pulls back, his cock coated and almost swimming in his cum. Moonrise sighs and lies down; feeling as Howl’s cock slowly softens and retreats back into his sheath. Moonrise casually wonders if she will end up raising any Eevee kits from this, or if their species can’t reproduce. Howl gently licks her shoulder where his fangs made her bleed, smiling as Moonrise nuzzles him. The two drift happily off to sleep.

As months pass, Howl notices that Moonrise no longer bleeds, and her body seems to gain bulk rather quickly. His scent tells him that she is no longer fertile, and so he doesn’t try to mate her. One evening as he’s out hunting for their dinner, he hears a shriek coming from their den. Running back, he’s met with a snarling Moonrise telling him to stay out or die. A few hours, and several thousand howling shrieks later, he can smell blood and fluids in the cave, and enters, steeling himself for the worst. What he finds is much more exciting. Three fully formed Eevee kits lay nuzzled up to Moonrise, two of them; both brown and tan in color are sucking from her enlarged breasts, while the third, silver in color, is sleeping curled against her belly. Howl slowly crawls towards his mate and their children, before settling down and falling asleep, dreaming of their future happiness.
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