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Deceptive Obsession	By : Hentasma_chan Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 2157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Yum...my..." Zoroark's vocal chords began to sting and burn again as she tried to speak like a human. Her words were in reference to her last meal, which ironically was the first time that Alric had truly fed her. Licking her chops clean, she knew that from this point on, she would be on the run. Had she been in a sane mindset, being taken in to be rehabilitated wouldn't be such a bad thing, but after getting a taste of the sweet act of killing, it wasn't something she was ready to willingly give up. Immediately hiding in the shadows of the trees, flashing lights stopped in front of Alric's household.

It was most unfortunate that they would probably find the remains of her once beloved trainer, since that meant she couldn't use his image to change once more. Escaping into the woods, Zoroark began to plot her journey that she would now partake in to keep from being captured. Remembering how she was able to convince the authorities that she was Alric, she decided it might be good to practice her newly found ability to keep from being caught. Before leaving Alric's home, she remembered when he had flashed something to a ports man to get on the boat, she grabbed Alric's bag that had all of her food and his money and latched it into her teeth as she slipped away on all fours.

On the rise of a new day, Zoroark was now considered a wild Pokemon. Released from her tyrannical chains, she was now free to do as she pleased. Having only been kept in a controlled settings her whole life, she decided to seek out the original shelter that housed and took care of her ever since she was born. Realizing that she had to get aboard the same boat that she and Alric had been on to leave this area in which she lived, she would have to whatever it was that Alric had. She looked through Alric's bag to see if there was any of the paper left, which to her surprise, there was.

Continuing her practice of changing, she hid in the shadows of the closest town, trying to get a good look at any trainer that she could find. Over the next few days, Zoroark decided to hang around the small town near Alric's home, analyzing the people and their activities that they did day to day. Periodically changing shape, she practiced going out in public as the other people to see if she could learn to act natural. However, no matter how much she tried, she couldn't keep a person's shape for very long. After nearly a week, she soon felt comfortable being in another person's form for up to 5 minutes before it became to difficult to keep up. Her brain took a turn for the worst as a crooked smile formed on Zoroark's face; it was now time to choose a target to steal their identity, just as she had done with Alric. After having observed the people around her for a week, she had a small list to choose from.

She soon remembered that there was a boy named Elliott that she had saw skulking around at night. Elliott was a young man that worked part time at the local Pokemon Center as a sales clerk. Every evening that he would get off work, he always had a disgruntled look on his face, complaining about how much he hates his life and his job. Hearing this gave Zoroark the incentive she needed to choose him as a target. Fortunately for her, the ferry between her location and Castelia City operated 24 hours a day, meaning that she could do this all at night, out of sight from the rest of the world. Waiting around the corner of one of the buildings he passed at night, Zoroark lied and waited for her prey.

"Sheesh, the people today were just plain awful to me! I mean, seriously, if we are out of stock on something, it's not my fault!" Elliott grumbled as he slowly approached the building, his footsteps growing closer as her heart began to pound. Just as Elliott passed by the spot where Zoroark hid, she immediately pounced on him from behind. Her sheer weight was enough to knocking him to the ground, causing a cough of surprise to leave his body as she knocked the air out of him. Before he had a chance to cry out for help, Zoroark's claws helped themselves to his throat, immediately silencing and shutting his body off for good. Moving quickly, she grabbed a hold of his shoulders with her claws and the top of his shirt with her teeth and dragged him way out of view. Quickly grabbing Alric's bag, Zoroark snuck through the shadows until she was only a few feet away from the ferry point. Focusing hard on Elliott's appearance, she shifted into his form, quickly moving into the ferry station.

"One...Castelia...please..." Zoroark's words growled as her vocal chords strained and stretched in pain. None the wiser, the person at the counter gave her the ticket and she soon found her way to Castelia City. Thing's only grew worse as time when on. After taking form of both Alric and that poor sap Elliott, Zoroark turned this form of behavior into an everyday routine. Traveling from town to town and city to city, Zoroark began to murder one trainer after another, taking their place to continue on her way. With every kill, Zoroark felt more and more feelings of satisfaction, her heart ceasing to race with excitement as she continually dodged authorities and took lives. It was weeks before she had figured out how to find her way to Flocessy Ranch, the place where she was born. It felt like an eternity to her as she finally made it; the familiar smell of the bushes and cattle covered Zoroark's whole body in nostalgia. As safe and comfortable as she felt, she had a feeling that she shouldn't approach the ranch as herself. Posters as well as alerts had been issued all over Unova, chasing after Zoroark with only being a few steps behind her. Remembering a young girl named Jane that she had killed on route to the ranch, she figured she would use her as her new form to enter without suspicion.

Changing into her form, she slowly approached the ranch. She did everything she could to maintain her form as she laid her arms on the fence, peeking over it to watch all of the Pokemon. The young man that she remembered so well was tending to a Tepig that was rough housing too much with one of the other Pokemon. Suddenly, the young man's face turned to hers in surprise. His eyes lit up with a smile to match as he jogged over to her. Catching Zoroark by complete surprise, the young man leaned over the fence and planted a loving kiss on her lips, causing her body to feel incredibly strange as a result.

"It took you a little longer than I expected it to Jane, you slow poke. So...are you ready to make a little love here in a few?" the young man prattled, putting Zoroark in a very strange situation. Her body felt warm, the kind of warm that fueled the joy in someone's heart. It was similar to what she felt when she killed to move on, except this time, it was without violence. Zoroark panic'd as she gazed the rancher in the face, completely frozen by everything happening so suddenly. She grasped a hold of the fence, and forced a shy smile on her mouth, nodding her head forward so that she wouldn't have to speak.

"Great! I get off in about 10 minutes. You can either rest in the main room or wait out here while I round everything up for the next fill in," the young man said with victory in his voice. Zoroark couldn't help but to place her fingers to her lips, the warmth in her face causing her to grow slightly dizzy. Feeling that she couldn't hold the form much longer, she quickly walked away, leaping behind a large tree that sat to the right of the walking way. Shifting back to normal, Zoroark found her heart racing harder than it ever had before. She could physically see her chest shaking with each pounding of her heart, her body trembling vigorously with it. Having never experienced such a sensation, she truly didn't know what to think of it. Zoroark made sure to take a small nap behind the tree as she waited for the young man's shift to end. That way she could hold the girl's form for much longer. Having changed so many times over these past few weeks, she felt she could hold her form for almost twenty minutes at a time.

"Hey! Where'd you go Jane? I'm ready to go!" the young man shouted, causing Zoroark to jump awake at his call. Closing her eyes, she thought hard on the girl. Without knowing what she was going to experience next, she knew she had to really focus. Slowly shifting back into Jane's form, she slowly stepped out from behind the tree and smiled nervously. The young man's smile continued to carry its kind facade as she took her hand. There was a small house off put from the main ranch, which surprisingly she had never noticed before. Approaching it, it seemed to be more of a storage shack, a place where ranchers would put tools and and various other things into for safe keeping. The closer the young man pulled her, the worse her body shook until it was like a leaf in a storm. Unlocking the door, the young man turned her with a puzzled expression.

"Are you OK? You don't feel like I'm forcing you or anything do you?" the young man asked in concern as he easily noticed her trembling. Trying to pull it together, she shook her head and put a coy smile on once more, giving him the sign to pull her in. Inside was a surprisingly clean room with all of the ranch's utensil's and such organized with very meticulous principals behind it. Slowly pulling her closer, there was a resting bed in the back corner of the room that came into view. She noticed his body shaking as well as he pulled her over to the bed. Leaning back, he grabbed a hold of her waist and slid Zoroark over top of him. Confusion took over her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her, seizing her lips aggressively as something began rubbing up into her crotch area. Her bodies heat levels sky rocketed as he went to remove her clothes, causing her to grow light headed and hazy. She could feel her body fighting against her will to change back, as the odd pleasurable feelings tried to give rise to her voice.

"N-Not...good..." she softly whispered under her breath, her suppressed growls missing his ears. She felt her will slip away as he reached up and grabbed a hold of her chest, causing her to whimper behind her teeth. As amazing as it felt, she knew that she couldn't keep her facade up any longer. Thinking quickly, as her eyes met his, they began to glow and shine like a sky blue sapphire. Before the young man could respond, Zoroark straddled his lap, forming a flow of dark energy around her.

"N-night...daze..." she growled under her breath. As the wave of energy flew over the young man, he felt his consciousness going in and out, with his vision going into a complete blur. He saw the Jane's shape shift into a different silhouette, but was too far gone to truly tell if what he was seeing was real or not. Immediately Zoroark hopped off of the young man, desperately making her way through the door of the shack. Sprinting on all fours she made her way to her small safe haven behind her tree, in which she leaned up against to catch her breath. Her body felt more amazing as if she had just freshly killed a victim. The memory of its pleasurable feeling continued with her as she pressed her arms to her chest to try and steady her body.

"W...what is...this...?" she growled as she felt something moist trailing down her leg. Reaching down, she used her claw to push her fur around until she could visible see her salivating genitalia. At first she thought it was urination, but thinking hard on that she knew that felt like something completely different than this. Having never probed into her crotch before, she slowly slide her claw down and brushed the top of it into her slit. Her body immediately tensed up, at first from surprise, until it slowly melted into a pleasurable aftermath. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest as another new type of thrill had just been discovered. First killing, then kissing, and now her bodily functions were running rampant. Thinking about the young man, she felt the sensation intensify, with the fluids from her crotch growing much thicker. She had no clue what was now going on with her body, all she knew was that she wanted more.

"M-more..." she growled as she took a hefty breath. She shifted back into the form of Jane once more, now making her way back to the shed. Stepping towards the back, her ears picked up on some strange noises that came from the bed that she was just on. As she came upon the young man once more, she noticed him doing something strange with an appendage between his legs. Growing even more curious, she cautiously approached, now seeing that he was holding it in his hand, rubbing it up and down as if he were trying to make it warm. She noticed that the young man's face matched the one she felt after she had disappeared behind the tree, pleasure infused and wanting.

Deciding to try and mimic what made him whimper, she move onto her knees, connecting her lips with his like before as she cautious reached out and grasped the base of his member. She joined his whimpers and moans as they collided in their mouths, her human hand rubbing his length up and down vigorously. The young man suddenly tensed up as she felt the appendage throb and twitch. He immediately throw his arms behind her head, pulling her into a desperate lustful kiss as he yelled with passion into her mouth. Her arm tensed up with heat as a fluid released from the tip of his appendage, shooting and oozing all over her hand as she continued stroking it. She removed his lips from his as she felt his body relax, completely in awe of what had just happened. Moving her hand up to her lips, she carefully tasted the fluid with her tongue.

"Yum...my" she spoke aloud as her vocal chords strained and ached as she partook in the substance that glazed her hand. It was a bit salty, but its gooey texture with the taste made it quite a pleasurable taste to Zoroark. The young man blushed heavily as he turned to look at her. Gently placing a kiss on her lips, he pressed his now sweating forehead up against hers.

"T-Thank you...that felt good..." he sighed happily. His eyes lowered down to look at her legs that showed underneath the miniskirt that she was wearing. He quickly noticed the small stream of her personal fluids gently gliding down her leg. He smiled then rolled over so his feet were on the ground. Slowly standing, he moved Zoroark to where he just sat. He grinned as he lowered down to his knees, gently grasping the top of her legs. He reached up and removed an article of clothing that kept her crotch from being exposed off of her legs, causing her to tremble like crazy. Moving her skirt out of the way of her sight, she then watched as he slid his face up between her legs, giving her a sudden explosion of pleasure as something warm and moist pressed up into where her juices were flowing.

"A-Ah..." Zoroark groaned before quickly covering her mouth. She had to do all she could to mask the gruffness of her voice as she uncontrollably sounded off into her hand. She stared down as her head grew light as the young man's head moved up and down slightly, each time another wave of absolute lust shocking her system. Zoroark let her instincts take over as her shaking hand moved to his head. She gently grasped his hair and forced his lips deeper against her snatch, now grinding into his mouth helplessly. She noticed as parts of her body began swaying in and out of being human and Pokemon as she let the pleasure overtake her system. Knowing that she had to stop and take off any moment, she ground against the young man's mouth faster and faster until a hot sensation snapped throughout her body. She wrapped her arms around his head as the wild sensation shook through her body. She used every inch of common sense she had left to prepare another attack to daze him once more.

"N-Night...d-d-d-daze," she whimpered into her mouth as the wave of energy overtook him. She released his head, leaving it to wobble in a daze as she immediately shifted back, taking off out the door once more. Once in her little safe haven behind the tree, she proceeded to rub the back of her paw into her crotch, howling and whimpering in her true tone. Harder and harder she rubbed against it until that same shock of pleasure overtook her system once more. After letting loose a second orgasm, she felt her body go limp, exhausted from everything that it had just been through. She couldn't help but feel a warm happiness as she began to think of the young man once more. It was similar to the love she felt for Alric whenever he would pet and praise her, that odd sense of joy that could only be found between two people that cared for one another. She remembered the young man explaining something called love to her when she turned one years old. He explained how it was a sensation that couldn't be put into words, and only two individuals could produce the feeling with one another.

"Love...is it...?" Zoroark sighed in content as she curled up on the ground and fell fast asleep in a pleasant slumber. A sudden feeling of hands upon her woke her up from her slumber. Shooting and jumping awake, she looked up to see the young man smiling down at her, gently petting her head and rubbing her stomach as her he rested comfortably in his lap. To sleepy to leap from his lap, she decided to just take in the nice warm feeling of attention.

"Long time no see...it looks like you've grown a bit," the young man said. Zoroark was baffled, she figured there'd be absolutely no way for this boy to remember who she was, especially since she was a different Pokemon than before. He then gently rubbed over a scratch scar that hid near the base of her ear that was now covered with fur.

"I know it's you, Zorua. I remember this scar right here. It was when you got in a fight with that Dewott with the bad attitude, I was surprised at how sharp a cut from one of their shells could be. What in the heck are you doing all the way out here? What happened to your original owner?" the young man asked. Zoroark's face froze fearfully before turning to the side, avoiding her eyes from his. He sighed softly as he brushed his hands through her thick hairs on her head, completely content with the nostalgic encounter. She then noticed a soft frown spread across his face as he stopped, now resting both of his hands on her stomach.

"I heard...that there's a wild Zoroark running around all over Unova...the reports say it had been killing people at random...they claim that it was completely feral and unable to ever be domesticated again so if it is captured, they're going to put it down...It...wasn't you was it...?" the young man grimaced as Zoroark's heart stopped on the spot. Fear overtook her body in an instant, causing her to immediately scramble of the young man's legs and onto all fours. Panic ran through her system as a cold sweat chilled her spine. After experiencing such wonderful warmth such as the passion of last night, she didn't want it to go away, never wanted to lose that feeling again. Torn in half by her emotions, her eyes began to tear up as she bared her fangs at him aggressively.

"You must've had an incredibly abusive trainer didn't you...? Because the Zorua I knew and loved would never hurt a fly. Be honest...is it you?" the young man sighed as he stared Zoroark down. Zoroark instinctively lunged at the young man, snapping her teeth at him as she howled in sadness. She felt her teeth grab a hold of his arm, shamelessly tearing into it as she began to cry. The young man gasped in pain, but slowly raised his other hand to gently pet over her head. She opened her eyes to see him forcing a smile on his face, trying to calm her down as his arm began to bleed heavily. Zoroark unlatched her fangs from his arm and began to sob as she tried to leave his presence. Before her head could move away he wrapped his arms around it, refusing to let go as she fought against her urges to kill him.

"Shh...it's OK now...I won't let them take you away...just please calm down..." the young man kept his words soft and quiet as he held onto her for dear life. He really did care, Zoroark thought. After being adopted she wondered if it was all just an act or genuine acts of kindness. She couldn't help but to feel happy now knowing the answer. The sweet interaction between the two of them fell low as the young man let out a soft, almost unnerving snicker from his lips.

"Hey...I don't suppose you can shape shift into people can you...? the young man's voice stayed warm to her, but in a sense, confused her by its tone. It had a similar undertone that she remembered Alric's having the first time that she bit him those long months ago. Shaking the thought from her head, she knew that this guy would never try to hurt or abuse her. He always cared and loved her ever since she was born and even now he's showing the care and admiration that she missed so much. She looked up at him and gave a confirming nod, causing an almost creepy smile to crawl onto his face.

"You know, it seems strange to keep calling you Zoroark since I had always known you as Zorua. What do you say I give you a nickname, would you like?" the young man asked curiously, giving her a charming wink. In no time at all, Zoroark was already on board with this decision, smiling at the though of having an identity of her own. Looking perplexed as he thought, it only took a few minutes before he was struck by an answer.

"How do Arkianna sound? Arianna is one of my favorite female names and I thought it would be neat if I added a K to match the fact that you are a Zoroark. What do you think?" the young man asked for approval as Zoroark continued to gaze up at him. Without hesitation she smiled and gave him a satisfying, anxious nod before nudging the top of her head under his chin.

"Arkianna it is then. I think it suits you well. Now...I have a favor to ask of you...if you can do this for me, it would make me the happiest person in the world. And if you do, I will never tell anyone about your secret, and I'll give you all the attention you could ever want..." the young man's voice was like a confusing road map as Zoroark tried to read it. Having been around all kinds of people, she couldn't place exactly where his intentions lied. However...none of it truly mattered to Zoroark. After all, she had just fallen in love for the second time, and this time, she would do whatever it took to keep it, anything to keep it all for herself. She felt his hands scratch up and down her back, causing her heart to beat hard enough for him to feel it against him. He removed a picture from his pocket that looked like it had been crumpled up a few times, possibly from frustration or even from lack of caring for its condition. Unfolding it, Zoroark felt a sick smile grace over her own lips. In front of her, was a picture of Jane, looking alive and well before she had taken her life.

"Her name is Jane. I really like her but I don't think she really likes me back. When she was here the other day...we did things but she kept running way...so I'm not sure she was really into me. We've fooled around a bit other than that and all...but I'm not feeling like it's going to work out between us. Do you think...you could turn into her for me...?" the young man asked politely with a blush on his face. His hand shook and began to sweat lightly as Zoroark dragged her tongue over her lips. Standing back from the young man, she closed her eyes to focus, then in a short flash of light, she had now taken the form of Jane once again. The young man stared in amazement, approaching Zoroark as if what she had done was completely unreal. Without warning he latched onto her, shaking in her arms as he pressed his face into her chest, nuzzling into her now shapely breasts that Jane had been so blessed with. Zoroark grew a seductive smile as she gently ran her fingers through his hair. She had found her new owner, and she wasn't ever going to let him go.
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