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Perils of Paldean Pokémon Breeding	By : Boiled Rose Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 1136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All characters depicted in a sexual manner are 18 years of age or older.

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     The next day, Nemona considered her body in the mirror as she ran a hand over the smooth, taut skin of her bulging abdomen. Though only a night had passed since her attempted tryst with Arven, from looking at her body one would have thought it had been months. Her stomach, once toned and athletic, had swollen noticeably. Two days into her pregnancy and she was already well beyond being able to pass it off as a bit of extra weight. Actually, forget hiding it, she wasn't even sure she'd be able to fit into her clothes.
     A moment's experimentation with her uniform confirmed that she could squeeze into her uniform, although just barely. Even Nemona’s loosest shirt clung so tight to her curves as to leave nothing to the imagination, if anything the trainer’s clothes only served to accentuate her bulging belly. She sighed. There was no hiding it.
     Nemona checked her Rotom again. There was still no word back from Penny. She'd sent the girl a dozen messages, but hadn't heard a word back all morning. If the previous day was any indication, she was probably still jilling herself to their little home video, or she was giving her eeveelutions some more personal training. Nemona braced herself, and then stepped out into the halls of the academy.
     Early on a weekend the halls were, fortunately, not nearly as crowded as on a school day. Nemona very pointedly stared directly before her as she walked. No worried glances, no hurried steps, no hunched shoulders, just your average pregnant upperclassman with somewhere to be. It was a vain effort. Nemona was well known within the academy, out of the corner of her eye she could see how the changes to her body brought on by her experimental trysts drew stares and hushed conversations. With each person that she passed her cheeks and ears seemed to warm a few extra degrees, making her efforts at maintaining an air of nonchalance more and more difficult with each passing step.
     Immediately upon arriving at the hacker’s door Nemona rapped upon it urgently. A moment’s pause provided no proof of Penny’s presence within. Not wanting the exposure she’d undergone to get there to be for nothing, she pounded upon the wooden barrier, and this time her efforts were rewarded with a susurrus of movement on the other side. The door opened, revealing a rather tired looking girl wearing an oversized hoodie and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Evidently Nemona had missed the mark when she’d assumed the poképhile had been ignoring her Rotom out of some frenzy of estrus.
     “Nemona? It’s not even noon yet, don’t you know it’s Satur…” Penny’s words caught in her throat as she finished rubbing her eyes and noticed the unmistakable swell of Nemona’s stomach. She suddenly looked as awake as a vigoroth. Penny pulled Nemona into her room, and shoved the door shut behind her.
     “Is that what I think it is!? Did anybody see you like that? How big can that thing get!?” Penny asked incredulously.
     “Yes, yes, and that’s what I want to know,” Nemona said. “You’re the eevee breeding expert, I was hoping to get some answers from you.”
     Still wide eyed, Penny nodded. “Of course, of course. Come on in.”
     Nemona followed Penny into the depths of her dorm room. The hacker seemed to have styled her room in the same contrasting fashion as her two toned red and blue hair. Her kitchenette was something of an embarrassment, cluttered with empty ramen containers and unwashed dishes that screamed ‘I’ll get to it’. This was juxtaposed with her bedroom and living area which were in immaculate order. Her many Pokémon figurines and posters were perfectly displayed throughout the space. That her assortment of computers, monitors, and other pieces of technology the purposes of which Nemona could only guess at didn’t clutter the room was a testament to the girl’s cable management abilities.
     While she took the high-backed computer chair at her desk for herself, Penny motioned for Nemona to sit on her bed next to the drowsy looking flareon that was curled up upon it. Once she was seated the orange leporine creature nuzzled her side, and she felt the warmth of the fire type spread pleasantly through her body.
     Penny gestured to Nemona’s stomach. “Can I see it?”
     “Any excuse to get out of this shirt,” Nemona said. She pulled off the offending fabric, and Penny gazed at her egg bump in wide eyed fascination.
     “Wow. That’s incredible. It’s only been two days, but you look, like… Five? Six months pregnant?” Penny shook her head in disbelief. “I guess it makes sense. Most Pokemon pregnancies go by pretty fast, the field egg group is, like, three days tops. If you’ve got a little Pokemon breeding factory in there now it would be weird if yours didn’t.”
     Nemona winced. “Can we not call it a breeding factory? Anyway, you were going to tell me how big this thing is going to get.”
     Without bothering to apologize for her awful word choice, Penny spun around in her chair and after a few clacks on her keyboard she pulled up an image of a chocolate and cream coloured egg on her main monitor. “Fortunately for you, they’re on the smaller end of the spectrum. Eevee kits are only around a foot long, so their eggs aren’t much larger. Hmm… They’re still bigger than a newborn human though. Wow, just imagine how massive your belly is going to be tomorrow.”
     Nemona found herself idly scratching around the tuft of yellow fur circling Flaroen’s neck. It helped to distract from the twisting sensation in her gut that had both nothing and everything to do with the egg growing there. As she spoke, Flareon tilted his head to give her better access to his nape. “I’d rather not, I think firsthand experience will be more than enough. You said it’s small for the field egg group, what other kinds of Pokémon are in there?”
     Penny shot Nemona a look over her shoulder. “Didn’t your class just go over this stuff? The field egg group is massive, I think it’s the biggest one. It’s mostly mammals. There are some birds and reptiles too, but they usually also belong to other egg groups.”
     “Pokémon can be in more than one egg group!?”
     To her credit, Penny managed not to sigh at that. She tried to explain, but in the end found she didn’t fully understand how it worked herself. Penny opened an online egg database on her computer, and the girls spent the remainder of the morning drinking deep from the Pierian spring that was the internet. Nemona listened with rapt attention as Penny talked through the explanations on the websites until she grasped the basic concept, and then would raise another question or ask to go off on some tangent which would lead Penny to track down another page that promised an answer to the mother-to-be’s inquiries.
     “Huh. I can’t believe they actually had a site dedicated to breeding regional Pokémon in the wrong climates,” Nemona said as Penny clicked out of a picture of an Alolan raichu.
     “Yeah, amazing what you can find when you don’t just use battle matching and trading apps,” Penny snorted. “There are sites for just about anything you can think of, especially when it comes to Pokémon.”
     This gave Nemona some pause. They’d started down this whole lopunny hole so that she could better understand what was going on inside of her, but was there a simpler way to figure it all out? “Does that mean we could find a site on Pokémon-Human interbreeding? You said that you read about people getting impregnated by eeveelutions on a forum before, right?”
     Penny slapped herself in the forehead. “Of course, du-doi Penny! Let me just turn on my VPN, I’ll do a search and… Here we go, this site looks promising! It’s by a Pokémon Professor and it’s all research on interbreeding with… oh my.”
     Her scrolling through the site was interrupted by the appearance of a gif of a heavily pregnant red-headed woman wearing a lab coat—wearing only a lab coat, mind you—bouncing on the thick pink cock of what appeared to be the yellow furred humanoid form of a hypno. Her eyes desperately followed a slowly swinging pendulum, and her face was captured in a state of abject ecstasy. Nemona swallowed hard. “I don’t know who this Professor is, but she definitely takes a hands-on approach to her field studies.”
     “Hands aren’t all she’s approaching it with. It looks like there are videos too,” Penny said. “Maybe we should open a couple? For research purposes, of course.” She was clicking on a video link before Nemona even had time to nod.
     The first video Penny chose, titled 'Experimental Breeding With Equine Psychic-Types', featured the red haired professor kneeling, wearing nothing under her lab coat save for a green bikini which was so skimpy it didn’t even fully cover the halos of pink flesh surrounding the hard nipples which jutted through the fabric. She was knelt before the white and pink mottled cock of a Galarian Rapidash. The creature's thick veiny equine member was so huge it blocked the most of the professor's face, at first all they could see was her lip which she bit nervously as she assessed the Rapidash's cock.
     "To date all our lab's recorded pregnancies have been caused by psychic-types in the human-like egg group. Today I'll be attempting to breed with this Galarian Rapidash who I've asked to... To..." The professor's voice, which had been impressively clinical considering her situation, suddenly broke into genuine enthusiasm. "To really go to town psychically remodeling my mind and cunny into the perfect Rapidash breeder while we go at it!"
     Nemona squirmed on the bed as she watched the professor lean forward and gave the flared tip a kiss, and then began lovingly running her tongue up and down the length of the equine dick. The wet slurping sounds of the woman's loving attention filled the room through Penny's surround-sound.
     Penny licked her own lips and said, “you know, when I had my pregnancy scare I was so terrified at the idea of being knocked up by a Pokémon I couldn’t sleep. Ever since the other night though, I haven’t been able to get the idea of being properly bred out of my mind.”
     On the screen, the professor seemed determined to get Rapidash’s entire cock wet and glistening. Her tongue traced every vein, explored every ridge of its flared tip, lovingly caressed the entirety of its medial ridge, and even gave his sheath attention before removing her lab coat and getting down on all fours. She pushed her ass up into the air and slid aside the bottom of her bikini, presenting her inviting slit to the unicorn. The Pokémon trotted forward, and allowed his cock to fall upon her backside. The smack of his member against her smooth flesh reverberated around the room. The enormity of the organ was very apparent when they saw just how large it was compared to the woman it was about to be inside of. Penny and Nemona stared at the screen in rapt attention, even Flareon was watching with keen interest.
     The rapidash retreated slightly, his glistening cock sliding over the crest of the red-head’s ass, and then positioned the wide tip of his mottled tool against the woman’s lower lips. The unicorn like creature guided his lance expertly to its mark, there was no doubt the creature was using its psychic abilities to manipulate the otherwise unwieldly large member. Penny and Nemona both held their breath as he began to push. At first the motion heaved the professor’s whole body forward, it seemed that his dick was simply too large for her. The woman pushed back against his cock, and the picture distorted briefly as a pulse of psychic energy began radiating from the creature’s cock, and then the girl’s folds stretched obscenely as the cockhead gradually pushed its way inside. Nemona couldn’t tell if the psychic energy was simply forcing the cock inside, or if it was actually changing the woman’s body to accommodate its gargantuan girth.
     Nemona’s hands had drifted under her shorts, her fingers began tracing her labia through her leggings as she imagined herself taking a cock like that one. The thought made her shudder, even as her slit tingled. Penny glanced back over her shoulder, and then spun around in her chair to gaze at the pregnant masturbating trainer with… Desire? Envy? As the wanting eyes behind Penny’s spectacles roved her form Nemona wasn’t sure about how she felt about the sudden attention, yet her traitorous fingers wouldn’t stop moving.
     Penny stood and approached the bed. As she walked, she pulled her hoodie over her head, bathing her sylveon-cream flesh in the soft glow of her monitors. She eased herself between Nemona and Flareon. She spared another longing look at Nemona’s bulging stomach before she turned her attention towards the rapidash cock re-sculpting the woman’s passage on the screen. Penny began to rub herself through her leggings in tandem with Nemona’s movements. Between her open thighs, the grey fabric of Penny’s leggings grew darker as her fingers kneaded the mound beneath.
     Flareon’s presence at her side was not missed. The heat radiating from the masturbating hacker was somehow just as warm, and Nemona felt it light a fire within her. She stripped off her bralette, as though the cool air of the room could quench the flame beneath her chest. As they pleasured themselves to the video it became harder not to steal glances at the other’s body. The rise and fall of Penny’s pale ample breasts was as hypnotic as the swaying of the tits of the professor on the screen. Unable to contain herself any longer, she reached out to cup Penny’s breast, feeling its weight in her hand and gently kneading it. Penny gasped, and then reached out towards Nemona. The hacker ran her hand along the swell of her stomach, exploring the mound of flesh made by the egg growing within her, and then followed its slope down towards the hem of her shorts. It slipped underneath, and then found the hem of her leggings. She worked her fingertips below the fabric and quested further below. When those digits found her dripping sex, the fire inside of Nemona became an inferno.
     She leaned back onto the bed, pulling Penny down with her, and began pawing at the creamy flesh of the girl fingering her. Their lips found each other’s, and soon their tongues joined their exploration of their bodies. The movement of Penny’s fingers inside of her became faster, if more erratic, as Nemona groped needily at her body, and Nemona felt a well of pleasure growing inside of her. She grabbed hold of Penny’s leggings, and yanked them downwards, eager to grant the same pleasure she was receiving.
     As she ran her hand through Penny’s carefully manicured bush though, Flareon positioned himself above the girl. Nemona angled her head and gasped into their kiss as she saw his hard tapered member ease itself smoothly from its sheath. Penny spread her legs wide to grant him access and he lowered his hips down towards hers. He began thrusting towards Penny’s crotch, the red organ slipping along her mound but never quite finding purchase.
     Penny broke free of the kiss. “Would you mind helping him out?” She asked.
     Nemona swallowed, and reached down to wrap her fingers around Flareon’s cock. The heat radiating from his member was insane! It was definitely the hottest organ she’d touched this last wild week. She guided the piping hot shaft towards her friend’s inviting pussy, and Flareon began humping with abandon. The leporine creature had none of Umbreon’s restraint, he shoved the entirety of his cock inside of her on the first thrust, eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure from Penny. She continued to work her fingers in Nemona’s passage, which, as she was pushed over the edge, caused her to cry out herself. Their moans joined the sounds of the balls of Flareon and Rapidash smacking against their breeding partners, creating a carnal cacophony in the confines of the room.
     “I… Stopped taking… My birth control… Two days ago!” Penny managed to say between moans and gasps. She thrashed her head back and forth and pleasure, and then pushed her head between Nemona’s breasts as her body convulsed in the throes of orgasm. “I want to get knocked up like you!”
     Her words sent Nemona over the edge again, her quim quivered and clamped down around her friend’s invading fingers. Flareon seemed encouraged by his partner’s thrashing, and ground his hips into hers. Nemona held Penny tight as he emptied his balls into her waiting, unprotected, vessel. On the screen, the professor howled as her own abdomen, which bulged obscenely around Rapidash’s cock, was similarly filled until it began spurting out from around the thick equine organ.
     They gasped and shuddered against each other as they calmed down from their respective orgasms. The sounds of thrusting Pokémon faded, until the only sound was that of Penny panting against Nemona. Flareon pulled out of his master and curled up beside her on the bed. Penny gently caressed Nemona’s stomach as they lay in the afterglow of their orgasms, and Nemona absently stroked Flareon’s fur.
     “What does it feel like, having that thing growing inside of you?” Penny asked.
     “Besides terrifying?” Nemona closed her eyes, struggling to find the words. “My body feels so strange and alive, and it keeps changing. I’m getting more sensitive and tender by the day. Between my breasts and my stomach, I feel so heavy and full, but it’s more than that. I know it’s just an egg, but it’s like a constant presence inside of me. Like I can feel the life right here,” she punctuated the statement by placing her hand upon Penny’s over the rise of her swollen uterus.
     “Woah…” Penny whispered.
     Ro-totototo.
     Nemona’s Rotom zipped out to hover in front of them, dispelling the intimate magic of their post-coital glow. She groaned. “Sorry, that’s Arven checking in on me.”

“Aww! How sweet.” Penny snatched Nemona’s Rotom out of the air, and held up her fingers in a peace sign as she snapped a selfie of the three of them together.
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