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Luna was cold and lost in a blizzard. Her family had thrown her out and kept all her pokemon with them. Now she was left to the harsh conditions outside Snowpoint City. The night has gone like any other until her parents had barged in and saw her dressing femme while dancing to music in her headphones. She could have sworn she didn't hear anyone calling for her. But then her parents got mad and busted in thinking she was ignoring them. Now the rest was history.

The girl didn't have any time to put on proper clothing. In a moment of panic she ran out before her parents could yell, tears streamed down her face and the salt had only stopped the freezing for so long. Now it was hard to move or see as the howling wind began to scratch and bite its next prey. Her feet began to numb and she was quickly losing consciousness. Luna's last thoughts had turned to her sister. Her older sister had disappeared one night and never returned. The missing did not disgruntle or surprise her parents the next day. Yet, they would say they knew nothing of what happened to her sister. Luna missed her dearly and thought maybe now she could be with her again. If they had met the same fate at the hands of a blizzard, she'd happily run to her sister's arms. The thought of her sister being disgusted at her crept in and she sobbed her last breath before everything went dark.

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Sol had been walking through the snow. Her thick fur had protected her for many years as she wandered near Lake Acuity. The lake had always been a place for reflection and peace. It had been a night just like this when she found herself stumbling through a blizzard alone. Her parents had found out she was gay and that was that. The horrid world had claimed another happy family by teaching that hate was a pure and just way to live. Yet this same world was one that had spared her life when she had stared into the water. A typhlosion with a purple mane and ghostly wisps of fire stared back at her. Their lashes were long and they had purple eyeshadow. Unnatural for a pokemon to look like such yet the makeup never smudged as their hands rubbed at their eyes. The typhlosion was her.

That transformation had come from no discernable source and now it was years later with no clear answer. She merely lived in the woods enjoying the company of other pokemon and the fruits of nature. The forest had hardy trees that could only be described as a blessing to the pokemon who lived here. The fruits were plentiful and nutritious if one knew where to look.

Sol was about to sit under her favorite tree until she saw a collapsed individual in the snow. She quickly ran up to them and began to quickly pick them up. The person was pale and growing colder by the second. Sol quickly curled the person up into her big arms and cradled them to her breast. The fur seemed to be having an effect on the human immediately as they gripped onto her. Sol would have to take a nap later. This human was in danger and she couldn't let them die like she almost had. She knew a cave was nearby thankfully. It would protect them from the snow storm.

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Luna slowly came to. Her entire body was dizzy from something. She couldn't quite remember what happened and the blur of it all had her confused. The sound of someone talking filled her ears but it felt so far away in this hazy state. Turning to the sound revealed a large typhlosion unlike any other she had seen before. They were staring at her with an intensity she couldn't place but she could tell they were worried about her. And as she slowly caught up with her surroundings, words finally began to process.

"... you hear me?" was the first words from the husky, low, sultry voice she did not quite expect to hear. Luna nodded and that seemed to relax them. The typhlosion went on with, "I found you out in the blizzard. What were you doing out so late by yourself?" Luna began to reply only for the croak and timber of her voice to stop her attempt at conversing. She remembered the night before and dysphoria hit her like a surf. Panic overcame her mind as she quickly pushed her back to the wall and looked at her savior? Maybe she could tell them but maybe she couldn't.

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Sol saw the human's pupils dilate and they scurried to put their back to the wall. She smelled the fear and adrenaline coursing through this young adult's body. The person before her had shoulder length, black hair. Their body was chubby and had a slight bit of breasts forming. The smell of this person's nethers spoke of a woman to this typhlosion but they reminded her of someone she knew long ago. She couldn't quite place where but the static image of a small boy came to mind. Dark circles ran around their eyes and scars covered their forearms and thighs. She did not want to make things worse for them. She started off with a simple.

"Hello. Please don't panic. I'm here to help you."

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Those words startled Luna even more. It couldn't be true. She tried to calm down at least but her knees began to buckle from all the shaking. The floor stopped its approach and she realized large, furry arms held her. The typhlosion scooped her up into a bridal carry and looked down at her. She squeaked in surprise and was rewarded with the lovely chuckles rippling through this pokemon. The beast tried once more to ask, "What were you doing in that blizzard, human? And what is your name? Can you do that for me, sweetheart?"

The girl tried her best to steel her resolve and replied, "My name is... Luna. I ... ran away from home." The typhlosion merely looked on with a sad expression. A hand came to rub her head and brush her hair. The gesture was always something she found deeply relaxing and satisfying. But the last time she felt such a thing was years ago.

"Good girl~"

Luna shivered and smiled up at this smirking monster that towered over her. There were only very gay thoughts running around her morpeko ball of a skull.

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Sol wasn't quite sure what came over her when she said that. But it seemed to ease Luna's mind. Funnily enough, their names kinda matched. The girl swaddled in her arms was very adorable. Her mind shook the thoughts out as she remembered the last part of the reply. This girl had run away.

"What made you do that, Little Luna?"

The girl seemed to shrink at this and muttered under her breath. Sol would need to cox the answer out of her but delicately. So she tried opening up about her own experiences. The typhlosion "...ran away from home as well. My parents found out I was a lesbian and disowned me." Luna looked ready to cry and wrapped her arms around as best she could to hold Sol. The small girl questioned how Pokemon could be homophobic as well in a fit of anger for Sol's well being. It was touching that the girl would be so concerned for her despite being the one who was in danger just before this. The meowth was coming out of the bag but Sol felt an uncanny trust in this girl. "My parents were... human. I had been turned into a pokemon on the night of a blizzard just like last night's." bemoaned the typhlosion. A glint of something flew across Luna's face as she looked up into Sol's eyes.

"You were human?" came forth from the girl's mouth and Sol nodded her head. The human was lost in thought and Sol pressed again for info in the hopes she could help. She needed to know why this girl was stumbling through a blizzard in little clothing. The girl replied that her "parents found me wearing this dress and taking my... estrogen pills." Sol felt fury for the poor girl's torment. This truly was too close to home and she would not allow further harm to this human.

"You can stay with me as long as you like. You're beautiful and anyone who says otherwise is a fool." Sol would not let her wander alone again. The girl just hugged tighter and she protectively reciprocated.

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Night had fallen on the cave again. The two spent the day idly talking about their interests. They shared a similar taste in music to Luna's surprise. Everything was so uncanny about this typhlosion from her charm to her swagger. Luna couldn't help but feel a burning emotion building within her. It felt too good to be around this... woman. The typhlosion was a woman before her transformation. It wouldn't be too weird to feel these burgeoning feelings for her. But the last time she felt this way had only brought her great shame. This burning feeling had been lost ever since her sister disappeared. However, maybe those feelings were just envy. She wanted to be confident and beautiful like her sister. This typhlosion... was beautiful as well. An ephemeral pull kept Luna yearning for the chance to be touched again by this woman.

The pokemon seemed to catch on to these thoughts as she questioned Luna's sudden shyness. The smaller girl simply tried to respond that it was getting late. It was the truth and she was getting tired. But it also wasn't the whole truth. Luna's shame began to tug again. This woman hadn't done anything to harm her and she was looking at her with such thoughts. She felt like an opportunistic man and an ungrateful liar. Before she could say further harsh reprimands of herself, she felt the typhlosion pick her up again in the same bridal carry. The typhlosion seemed to catch her worries and began to use hypnosis. Words echoed in her mind as the woman spoke softly in her ears.

"You are loved."

"You are safe."

"You are beautiful."

"You're a good girl."

"Your eyes lids are feeling heavy. Let yourself rest, Little Luna."

"You are loved."

And it repeated. The girl could only relax as the dulcet voice lulled her into a steady slumber. Some words escaped her lips before she lost consciousness but she couldn't quite tell what they were.

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"I love you, Sol."

The words had stopped Sol in her tracks. She hadn't given her name to Luna. That could only mean one thing. How had she not realized before? This was her little... sister. She had a little sister and she was cuddled up in her arms. Her parents had been devout Arceus worshipers to an extent that would probably make Arceus cringe. So she sat with her little sister in her arms as the blizzard continued.

She thought back to the distant memories before her exile. The Saturday mornings were always accompanied by the shrill, cheery voice of her sibling. Sol would be awoken by her lil bundle of joy so they could watch cartoons together. The mornings couldn't have ever lasted long enough when she was happy to see ... Luna smiling up at her. They talked and especially enjoyed Sailor Munna together. But then their parents would wake up and ruin the mood. Luna would always clampearl up on the sight of her parents. It tore Sol's heart out to see her sister in this state. So much had changed yet the telltale signs of struggling with parental issues remained. The scars and dark circles of her eyes could only tell so much about what Luna had gone through.

The woman regretted not being able to see her sister growing up in high school. Luna must have just turned 20 if Sol could accurately remember how many years it has been. It also helped when the stray newspaper was left outside a house and she could sneak a peak at the date. But it looks like her sister had been cautious and stealthy enough to transition before the worst of it. And Sol could not hope for anything better as her little sister was definitely attractive. Maybe not to judgemental people on account of being chubby but Sol had always found chubby girls to be sexy- hot- pretty! She meant pretty! Her sister was pretty... She tripped over her thoughts as the inappropriate words for her little sister played back through her mind. Maybe using rest would help get her mind off things. A night's rest would help put space between the stress of today and her thoughts.

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Luna awoke and felt a harsh wind blow into the cave. It was pitch black now. The light of her sister was extinguished as Sol seemed to be asleep. Luna would have panicked if not for the feeling of warm fur hugging her. But she still felt certain spots being nipped at. They were pretty far into the small cave but she still wanted more warmth.

The small girl nuzzled and cuddled her sister for as much as she could. It had been such a stressful day and yet she was so happy to be with her sister again. The mysterious circumstances be damned, she was thankful they were here together. But her sister seemed unable to recognize her. It made sense with how her name and body were so different from what her sister probably expected. A feeling of ugliness crept into her. Sol was just being nice to her. She couldn't possibly think she was pretty and that'd definitely change if Sol found out she was a neet stress-eater slob.

Tears were shed anew until she heard Sol mutter something under her breath. Luna felt her sister hug tighter and she began to cling onto her in return. An attempt was made to try and see if her sister was awake. But that was left unanswered. The muttering only grew louder as Sol said Luna's... dead name. Luna couldn't fault her sister in her slumber but it still hurt. Her mind was racing now with the possibility her sister did know it was her. Weak arms pushed the pokemon in an attempt to free herself but the hold only got stronger. And then the worst thing came to pass. Luna felt something hot and hard pressing in between her legs. It was long enough to reach her plump cheeks. This couldn't be happening. Sol was a cis woman. This made no sense. But if her sister transformed then what stopped her from gaining something like this?

Luna pleaded with her sleepy captor to try and wake her up. But the feeling of heat on her backside only made it harder to concentrate. Something deep within made her happy to be in this position but hearing her dead name truly felt horrid. This was not the circumstances she wanted to be in.

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Sol was back in her parents' house. Mom and Dad were out and she was enjoying the afternoon in peace. But suddenly ---- was in the room with her. She looked at the small --- and asked what --- wanted. The --- with short hair and baggy clothes hugged her unprompted and began kissing her neck. She knew she wasn't supposed to enjoy the affection from her --- but she also didn't want to hurt --- feelings. So she asked if -- wanted to try something. ---- was eager and nodded. She put --- on the bed and looked at the clock. The display never worked and no matter how she tried to fix it, the thing wouldn't cooperate. They'd have enough time anyways. She threw off her pants and looked at her mirror. Her wavy black hair was going down her back and she suddenly noticed the large mound in her underwear. That wasn't supposed to be there. She looked back at her --- only to see that ---- was adorable and chubby. But it was still ---.

"Wanna have a little fun, ----?"

-- nodded and Sol pounced on ---. She began to run with her new appendage. The motions were sending waves of pleasure through her but then ---- began to squirm and cry. Sol tried to calm --- down but that only seemed to cause more distress. She didn't know if she was supposed to continue but -- tried to push her off and she heard "Please, Sol." There was a desperate look on --- face and -- pushed her onto her back. --- rear grinded on her member and she thrusted into --- rear again. Her heart was going to burst but

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Sol awoke to find Luna trembling in her arms. Her flames were lighting up the cave again. The pokemon tried to collect her thoughts but, "What is happening?" slurred from her mouth.

Luna: "Thank goodness. You were asleep and thrashing. I tried to wake you up but then you weren't responding."

Sol was now lucid and in control of her thoughts. Several things came to mind. She hated misgendering her sister constantly even in a dream. The dream was too taboo to ever indulge in again. And despite that, the dream had made her incredibly horny. Which also meant...

Sol: "Sorry! Sorry you had to feel this... Thing. This is so messed up. You shouldn't have ever felt this! I'm so sorry!"

Sol tried to pull her sister off but the small beauty clung to her.

Luna: "Why? It's cold. And it's not... unpleasant to feel you against me. I just didn't want to take advantage of you while you slept."

Sol: "But we're sisters!"

Luna: "So you do know..."

Sol went silent. Never in a million years had she ever thought of this situation. Her rod was still stiff and the friction between the two only kept it that way. Questioning eyes looked over her monster's maw. She didn't know what to say and Luna seemed intent to take the lead.

Luna: "When you were sleeping. You used my dead name."

Sol: "Yeah. Sorry. I guess my dreams haven't gotten the memo. I'm sorry."

Luna: "Thank you. For the apology. I was surprised. But of all the things to be upset about, the only thing I was upset with was my dead name being used. I ... don't want that to be how you see me when you're like this."

Luna began to grind her backside on Sol's stiffie. A loud moan escaped Sol. The woman had no idea what to apologize for in the moment but the words "I'm sorry" kept escaping her lips.

Luna: "Don't be sorry. We're both adults. I want this. If you don't we can stop. But the cold outside is still going. I don't think I can handle being away from you even if I wanted to..."

Sol: "You're my little sister, Luna! We can't! I'm supposed to protect you, not take advantage! This is so fucked up."

Luna: "Are we sisters? If that's the problem then no one would be the wiser. People would only see a big, strong, pokemon, Dommy Mommy and her small, little human plaything. If this is fucked up... I want you to be the one fucking me up. I missed you so much."

Sol gulped at this admission. Every one of her kinks was being lit aflame and several new ones. Her heat was becoming unbearable and her hips kept twitching in an attempt to push forward. Willpower was the only thing keeping Sol sane.

Sol: "We can't, Luna!"

Luna: "Is this because of our upbringing? Society? I don't truly know what is right or wrong. But Arceus saved you. If you hadn't been alive through their miracle, we'd both have died alone in a blizzard. They thought we were worth saving despite what I've yearned for all these years. And if loving my sister is a sin, I'll gladly indulge in a sin that doesn't hurt anyone but the two consenting adults in this moment. People hurt each other for the smallest of things but why must this be so sinful as to sully our souls like murderers, corporations, traffickers?! Please, Sol. You are my light. You always have been. I could only ever dream of reflecting a fraction of your beautiful rays. If you truly do not want me, I will accept your decision. We don't have to ever talk about this again, but please know that I love you and always will. I know I'm a gross disgusting slob neet siscon waste of space. But I can't pretend anymore..."

Tears streamed down Luna's face and she just covered herself from Sol's gaze. The older sister could not think of any argument. The most beautiful girl she'd seen in her life was desperate for her love and what would denial entail? A lifetime of sadness, regret, and discomfort? Her sister's deteriorating mental health and self confidence issues? The self hatred of herself for not even giving this a chance because the vile people who raised them said so? The tears fell onto her chest and refused to stop as she pondered her feelings. She was tired ... but she knew what she wanted. Maybe she had always known deep down what that want was.

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Sol gently pulled Luna's hands from her face. The smaller girl looked surprised at the sudden contact. Luna peered at her sister's eyes and saw only pure adoration. Luna's mouth opened in stunned silence. Then the large pokemon pulled her closer and Luna felt warm lips press against her own. Luna's first kiss was everything she could have hoped for. The warmth and heat building up from a single kiss made her heart soar.

Then, a tongue entered her mouth. It was long, prehensile, and expertly played across her taste buds. Her breathing was delegated to her nose now and it forced her to smell the aroma coming off her sister. An earthy toned, musty scent filled her. She only ever wanted to breathe in this air if she could. Sticky saliva filled her mouth as the pokemon explored her orally. The human gulped what she could of the tasty woman as Sol swirled and pressed her tongue. Luna's eyelids fluttered in ecstasy as she was lost in the kiss. But her sister finally pulled away and let her catch her breath.

Sol: "Fuck. You taste so good, babygirl."

Luna: "Thank you... More please."

Sol: "We can kiss more later. I need you NOW."

Sol quickly took her sister's clothes off. The large dress was easy to get rid of but the panties proved to be gripping the small bulge for dear life.

Sol: "Damn you are so cute."

Luna once again felt the hypnotic effects taking hold of her and she quickly took off her panties. The large woman under her flipped her around with ease and now she was facing her sister's huge cock. Need filled her but her body refused to move of her own free will.

Sol: "Patience. You need to be taught a lesson, little sister."

Luna shuddered at the husky tone and domineering from Sol. The large tongue that had once plunged into her mouth was now tasting her drippy clitty.

Sol: "So wet for me. Good girl~"

The textured tongue sent ripples of lust through Luna. And suddenly the delicious meat in front of her was in her mouth. The salt and sweat filled her with so much need. She was in heaven and tried to lap as much pre cum as she could. Furry hands grabbed her head and pushed her gently onto the mast. The pubic fur was purple and tickled Luna's face. Purple pokemon thighs surrounded her being. The pure musk and taint filled her existence and kept her in a fog of ecstasy. Her eyes closed and she devoted herself to worshiping her big sister as she had always dreamed of. Maybe not with the mysteriously added appendage but it was even better than she imagined.

Luna lavished the cock in kisses and licks until she felt herself being pulled up for fresh air. The heady scent lingered and she ached for its return. Even the blizzard outside wasn't enough to chill her overwhelmed heat.

Sol: "Slow down there, Luna. I've never seen someone so hungry."

Luna merely groaned and huffed in frustration. Sol merely laid her onto the cave floor and lifted her thick thighs up and out. Luna's pucker was opened to the elements. Sol had built up a maw full of saliva and trans girl pre to create a nice lubricant to drip into Luna's waiting hole. Sol plunged two fingers into the lustful girl. Adept fingers scissored open and closed inside her rear and gave little resistance.

Sol: "You must get all the pretty girls with this hole, Luna."

Luna: "Um... No. I've never done it with anyone before... I just had lots of toys and... memories of you..."

Sol could only feel her member swell with pride, shame, and hunger. She picked her sister back up and put her atop the pillar of flesh ready to spear her. The knot bulged and eagerly pulsed for the chance to enter the plump girl. A single thrust broke apart any of their inhibitions that survived until now.

Sol: "I can't believe I had such a lewd siscon brained slut waiting to be bred for so long. I would have burned down our old house and swept you away if I knew you were this needy for me."

Luna: "Yes! Breed me! Fuck me full of your love, Solie!"

The old, childish nickname was nostalgic for her. Her little sis eagerly beamed at her with tiny hands so many years ago. And now Luna couldn't keep those hands off her big sister.

The two moaned and groped in rhythm with their flesh slapping. The muscular hips of Sol met the tantalizing hips of Luna. Stars collided in Luna's eyes and she could only give thanks to whatever deity blessed her with such euphoria. Maybe that deity was her sister even.

Luna: "Please. Harder. Kiss me. Please, sis."

Sol gladly dove her tongue into Luna's mouth again. Luna received the remaining taste of their pre cum mixing with their kiss. Oral before kisses was definitely something she could grow addicted to. Each thrust from below was met with a thrust of Sol's tongue. And Luna felt the euphoric damn building across her entire body. She limply allowed her entire being to be engulfed by Sol. Just when her mind was ready to fade, she felt it. The intensely hot bead of love pounding her back door for entry. Her anal muscles did their best to relax but she looked into Sol's eyes for comfort. The gaze of her big sister had a calming presence. The whole cave was voiceless yet she heard the words again as clear as can be.

"You are loved. You are safe. You are beautiful. You're MY good girl."

Echoes caressed her mind as her sister held even her thoughts in surrender to pleasure. She couldn't look away from the beautiful purple eyes of her big sister and wouldn't even if she could. And then everything went as white as the blizzard when Sol finally gained entry. A fiery heat and ghostly chill shocked her system with every pulse of the beloved cock inside her. Luna's reality orbited the sphere inside her. She was full, happy, and releasing dribbles of girl cum.

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Sol fell onto her back as she cradled and pet her dearest sister. They were bound together emotionally, mentally, and now physically. She couldn't be happier.

?: "Hey, Sol? You in here? Oh wow..."

Sol looked over for the voice to see a shiny, hisuian zoroark she knew well. Her girlfriend, Lilac.

Lilac: "Damn, girl. You get snowed in for two nights and already bringing a new toy home to fuck. You better have saved enough stamina for Sol's girlfriend, pet."

Sol: "This isn't what it looks like?"

Lilac: "Yeah right. I can tell she's already addicted to your cock. Just look. At that. Cute. Cum. Drunk. Face. Hey, lass? What's your name?"

Luna: "Luna?"

Lilac: "Nice to meet you, I'm Lilac. If I'm going to be sharing my girl, I hope you're ready to share yourself."

Luna: "But... big sis said I was hers..."

Lilac: "And she's your little sister?! I'm so proud of you, Sol. You humans can be so silly. But c'mon. You can't just show me two hot girls and then leave me out in the cold."

Sol couldn't blush harder than this. Of course Lilac would find them the moment the blizzard let up and of course it'd be right after knotting Luna. Luna looked at her sister as if for permission.

Sol: "This is Lilac. She's been here for me ever since I... transformed. I trust her with my life and we're in a poly relationship. I know it can be a lot. Don't feel pressured to join or anything you don't want... Do you want in on it, lil sis?"

Luna emphatically nodded. Sol chuckled and brushed Luna's hair.

Sol: "Her mouth is all yours, love."

Lilac grinned and greedily gaped her maw. Her writhing and dextrous tongue fell out of her mouth to face fuck Luna. All while her big sis held her tight and whispered how much of a good girl she was. The knot wasn't leaving anytime soon.

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A few months had passed since their reconnection. Luna moved to Unova with Sol and Lilac in tow. The change of scenery was something the three women could easily agree upon. And the distance from the past was a comfort they cherished. No one would be the wiser on their relationship status.

The small apartment they found in Castelia City was far more affordable than they'd thought. It also helped that Sol and Lilac had been hoarding ancient treasures and stones from the mountains of Sinnoh but that was beside the point. Now they cozily lived in the city as they planned their next course of action. That was the plan until...

Lilac: "Hey. Short stack."

Luna: "Um. Yes?"

Lilac: "Stay outta Sol's room. I had to lock her in from the outside so don't unlock it."

Luna: "Why did you do that?!"

Luna wasn't quite sure how Lilac and Sol were so chummy but the two seemed genuinely devoted to one another. Envy was one way of seeing her feelings. The younger sister wished she could have been there for Sol all those years like Lilac had.

Lilac: "She's in heat. So unless you want to spend the next two weeks in her room with her, I suggest giving her space."

The ancient Zoroark merely shapeshifted into the form of a human. She'd gotten a job selling ice cream in the city. It was part time, they sold out fast, and still paid her for the full shift. Luna wished she could just dress up on demand like the older woman.

Lilac: "I know how tantalizing that sounds for the siscon you are but trust me when I say this is different. At least try and research it before doing anything rash. I gotta head to work so see you for dinner. And DON'T fall victim to her moaning and whining."

The apartment door shut and Luna was left to her lonesomeness. It was still quite early in the day so she took Lilac's advice and began to search up information on what a pokemon's heat actually looked like. Was like. She definitely wasn't looking up videos of pokemon in heat immediately. A website labeled 'What does it mean to be in poke heat?' popped up on her phone. She has a smart phone. Another thing she hadn't dreamed of back with her parents. The website had a list that followed:

1. Be patient.

2. Make sure to keep them hydrated.

3. Give them lots of extra attention.

4. Put a scratching post or toys in the room to help them relieve the stress.

Luna sighed. Of course this was about smaller pokemon. The article was not on a full grown and intelligible pokemon. She tried putting 'adult pokemon' into the search only for FireFennekin to show discourse on the dynamics of dating pokemon and multiple websites like FineTails or Porygon-XXX. Nothing helpful. The only emotions people had online were angry and horny it seemed.

Instead she tried looking up forums on pokemon care and then looked up 'mature' pokemon to see if that kept it PG-13. Several people talked about how they let their other pokemon handle interactions with the pokemon in heat. They were far less predatory around other pokemon because they couldn't as easily overpower them. And something about trainers sent pokemon experiencing heat into a frenzy if even remotely humored. The best a human alone could do was keep them in a pokeball and take them to the nearest pokemon center to 'relieve' themselves with a consenting pokenurse.

The posts refused to disclose whether said pokenurse was a human or pokemon. And unlike most people, her companions were without a pokeball to transport them. She sighed in frustration. She already missed her sister and the idea of sleeping in different rooms had her stomach hurting. Anxiety cramps were the worst. Before she could lament further she heard a sultry voice ringing out in the apartment.

"Please, Luna. Help me. Don't you want to be with your big sister? I'll be gentle I promise. Please open the door. I need you so bad."

Grunts, murps, and mewls left the Typhlosion as she desperately pleaded for attention.

"C'mon. Don't you miss your big sister? Please let me take care of you, Luna. I know you're there. I can smell you. You know I can satisfy your hunger."

Luna could smell her sister's scent permeating the room. The musk and sweat and heat were filling her senses and she had to shake the urge away. Pleas for release continued as she browsed the internet.

The next search was definitely about research. No ulterior thought processes. 'What happens when you are caught by a pokemon in heat?' The entire feed was videos and art of various people with their pokemon. Depraved kinks from vine bondage to tentacle suction cupping showed just how much this line of thinking had been 'researched'. Her tiny clit strained within the white and pink striped panties her sister had chosen during their last shopping trip. And before she knew it she was watching a video.

A pokemon bug enthusiast was in the woods chasing down her latest curiosity. She opened her clothes and began to finger herself. The forest clearing illuminated the beads of perspiration forming on her skin as the squelching and moans rang through the quiet woods. All manner of pokemon could be hidden in the dark forest surrounding her. Only for a buzzing hum to overtake the audio. Endowed Beedrill full of honey surrounded her. All of them were with impressive breasts and some had the extra gock to stand at the ready. The swarm was upon her in seconds as each monster took turns riding her face, palms, snatch, or rear. Honey leaked all over her and her eyes fogged up in pure bliss at the attention she was receiving. The bees were relentless with their pounding and biting as marks littered her body. Her modest clothing was torn to shreds and stuck to her skin solely because of the sticky secretions covering her. Each Beedrill screamed in ecstasy as they painted her in the sweet nectar. Only after they had each pleasured themselves with her body several times had they finally allowed her to relax. The buzzing was gone and the woman slowly got up.

She limped over to the camera doing her best to cover her leaking holes. The fanatic brought out a box of empty jars and got in front of the camera again. Without her hand in the way, she dripped the collected honey into the jars as several moans escaped her lips. Her fingers teased her clit in an effort to help speed up the process. The breeding session had produced at least a dozen bottles filled to the brim. A lustful look of pure bliss painted her face as she gave a double peace sign to the audience.

And then the second swarm came. A matronly Vespiqueen leading a myriad of Combee came into view apparently attracted by the smell of the cummy honey slurry. The video feed was cut and began to recommend a part two and then Luna realized she'd spent an hour watching poke porn.

The problem however was she was very horny and the only person nearby was oddly quiet. She got up from the couch she had been sitting on and made her way to the locked room. The scent was still there and yet the place was eerily silent. Luna timidly tapped on the doorway to no response. Calling out her sister's name did nothing either. Worry took over her hormones as she wasn't sure what was wrong. Her sister couldn't be asleep with how much distress she was in an hour ago. Could she?

The thought of losing her sister gripped her heart tight. Just because they had rekindled their love did not mean she knew every problem her sister was facing. She wouldn't risk that. She COULDN'T risk it.

The small girl's hands fumbled with the lock and she desperately turned the door handle to open it. And then she felt her arm in a vice grip as she was pulled in.

"Mmmm. Naughty girl. Playing with yourself and leaving your big sister all alone. But that's okay. I'm just glad you're finally here. Your big sister will take care of everything. I so desperately need to see the 'full' moon, sweetie."

Luna was pressed into a searing embrace. Heat was right. Her sister was scalding to the touch. The turgid gock leaking hot precum onto her clothing felt like recently prepared soup. Her mind wondered if it tasted like it too. The stronger woman pushed her prey onto the floor and gave the only word Luna needed.

"Suck."

The command left her trembling and her mouth reflexively opened. Six inches of hot sausage plunged into her gullet and filled her with the pheromone infused ambrosia. The pubic hair obscured the world from Luna's vision and she surrendered to worshipping her big sister's cock. Every thrust slapped furry balls churning with seed into her chin and she could only shudder in time with every plap. The taste coating her mouth was divine and the air going through her nose was immaculate. Her tongue moved to the beat of the woman as a priestess would dance. And she would house such devotion with glee because her body was a temple.

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Lilac: "I'm home!... Ah fuck. I expected this. Yet I still hoped. Oh well. This is always why you prepare."

The Zoroark placed the groceries on the table. Eggs, a big bag of jasmine rice, cucumbers, steaks, bread, pecha berry juice, milk, and 8 6-packs of nutrient shakes. She put several ice packs into the freezer and took one to the bedroom.

Inside she saw her girlfriends desperately mating on the bed. The helpless little sister laid on her stomach as her big sister mounted her. Luna was on the phone while the loud claps of flesh on flesh rang through the room.

"Yes, Mister Burgh... Sorry... I'm going to be held up for the next two weeks... Family matters... Sorry... I... Thank you for being so understanding... Okay... I'll try, Mist- I'll try, Burgh... Thank you so much... Goodbye."

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Burgh: "What a sweet girl."

The artist's Leavanny nodded along to her trainer's comment.

Vantana: "You do know she was having sex right?"

Burgh: "Oh definitely. Of course I know! I didn't help produce all those poke porn videos for nothing! And she already fixed my schedule for the next 5 months. She deserves a vacation. Poor girl out on her own. Parents practically threw her and her sister out."

Vantana: "Impressive for one so young. Let's try not to ruin that schedule while she's out with a 'fever'."

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Luna was relieved to have finished that call with her job intact. They would have survived monetarily, but her pride would have been in far worse taters than it already was in now.

Lilac and Sol were idly chatting while the ice pack was sitting atop Luna's head. She felt like an Eiscue constantly trying to retain the block of ice on its head with how fast it melted. The matted fur of her captor stuck to her head but it was the only way for her to survive the constant heat her sister was giving off.

Lilac: "Drink up, Luna. I know an all liquid diet wasn't your plan for city life but I'll make sure to cook this stuff once you're not helping your sister."

Lilac was in a humanoid shape resembling their mother. She wasn't quite sure if the pokemon did it on purpose to get off or merely enjoyed the dynamic of looking like they were related. But Luna found a strange comfort as her chin was gently tilted up to receive the vanilla nutrient shake. Her big sister was humming happily as she ate. The rumbling of happy purring underneath her felt soothing. It was almost like they were a happy, normal family if not for the knot rearranging Luna's guts. And the knot would stay there for the next two weeks.

Lilac: "You really have no one to blame but yourself, Luna. I was hoping you'd last at least a week. But that was only 3 hours."

Sol: "One hour."

Lilac: "Geez. I guess that explains the cum drunk look if you've been at it that long."

She just sat in her sister's lap. A loose and baggy dress for 'modesty' was placed on top of the sisters. But it only added to the lewd display as they shared the confines. The XXL dress was now tightly showing how their bodies were pressed together. Sol began to stand up and Luna was suddenly on her tippy toes to keep from being suspended on Sol's girth. It was a losing battle as the member just slid deeper than she ever thought it could. Her prostate had already leaked so much femme cum into their clothing.

Sol: "Need to shower, Lilac?"

Lilac: "No. You two go first. And make sure to help your little sister get nice and clean."

Sol: "Okay, 'Mom'."

Lilac: "That's Mommy to you. Same goes for you, my mischievous little moon."

The motherly figure brushed Luna's cheek as she moaned in response. Lilac chuckled and gave her little girl a big kiss. And then the sisters were off to the bath.

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Luna praised Arceus at the cold water cascading down her body. The relief of a cold shower in the summer was one she always chased. Maybe if things didn't work out here, she could convince her girlfriends of moving north.

Sol: "It's been awhile. Since we've been like this."

Luna could hazily remember the happy times bathing with her sister. Bubble baths and rubber Quaxlies brought comfort to her in these private moments away from their parents. Especially after the punishments for 'misbehaving' in church. Luna never could understand how people just listen to a man rant about the Book of Arceus for hours upon hours every week. She never was one for sitting still in church. And that had brought the wrath of her parents upon her many times.

Sol gently brushed a sponge down Luna's front. The soft hum of a tune heard in Snowpoint City filled the bathroom. Her place upon Sol's lap was becoming her throne at this rate. Claws playfully scratched up the small girl's thighs. And then she felt her sister swivel her upon the knot eliciting a gasp and full body spasm. Panting and sobbing was all she could manage from so much stimulation throughout the day.

Sol: "Thank you. For being here for me. And sorry for being so... Desperate this morning. I just couldn't bear the heat. It's never been so strong."

Luna just laid her head on her big sister's breast and hugged her tight. The gesture hopefully expressed what her mouth could not. Sol continued to wash her cherished little sister with a renewed sense of belonging. Everything was right in this small place they had to themselves.