It was a beautiful day on Akala Island, and I had decided to go for a long walk. Though I had no Pokemon of my own right now, having loaned them to a friend for a battle, I thought it would be safe enough for me to go wandering around the base of Wela Volcano.

Until I saw her.

A wild Salazzle, basking in the sunlight as she lay face-up on a large rock with her eyes closed. I backed away in surprise - it was rare to see a wild Pokemon this casual with a human around, maybe she hadn't noticed me? - and tripped on a stray branch.

She sat up suddenly, her gaze turning to my prone form. She licked her lips, and quickly crawled towards me on all fours, her long tail waving in the air.

I tried to scramble away, half-remembering warnings about Salazzle having some kind of poison that would even work on a human like me. But the scent as she came closer was too sweet to be poisonous, wasn't it? She smelled pleasant, almost like raspberries but with the hint of something more sensual behind it. And as she crawled onto my body, pressing herself flat against me, I could practically taste the pheromones oozing off her, and found myself strangely enjoying it.

I had never thought about Pokemon as being sexy, not until I was face-to-face with this curvy lizard woman. But there was a strange pink fog beginning to fill my mind as I smelled her breath, as I felt her heart beating close to mine, as I felt her claw slide gently up the front of my shirt to slice it open so so could rub her bare chest against mine.

Without warning, she pulled me towards her and shoved her long tongue into my mouth, french-kissing me as she tore my shirt aside. I could do nothing to protest, her intoxicating scent turning my mind to mush, and closed my eyes as I found myself instinctively returning the kiss. I had no memory of my hand unzipping my pants as my other hand desperately reached to squeeze her shapely ass, but before she pulled away from my mouth - our tongues connected by a trail of her pink saliva - my rock-hard cock was on display for her.

She rotated around so her gorgeous ass and tight pussy - a horizontal slit dripping a clear liquid - were on display for me, and the musk wafting from them was making me drool. She swayed her hips, my eyes unable to look anywhere else as she took up position on the rock again, this time presenting herself for me. I could think of nothing else but breeding her, poison or not.

I stood up, practically in a daze, and walked to my mate. My... mate? Why had I thought of her like that? It didn't matter. All that mattered was mounting her right now, and fucking her hard until I was sure I had fathered an egg.

Wait. Why would I think I could fertilize an egg with her? I'd have to be a Pokemon to do that. I shook my head to try to clear my thoughts, but again found her scent overwhelming my brain as I put my hands on her hips and started thrusting into her dripping wet sex.

I plunged my cock deep into her warm, wet pussy. It almost felt like it was burning for a moment, but the sensation of her burning hot walls closing around my shaft only made my thrusting more pleasurable. She moaned in pleasure as I entered her over and over, turning her head and letting her tongue loll out at me. I squeezed her ass tighter in my hands as my cock pumped into her slit. She was grinding her hips backwards against me, clearly enjoying this as much as I was.

Her skin seemed to be oozing out more of that pleasant pink fog, filling the air around us as I breathed it in. I gasped, slowing down in breeding her for a moment, and looked down at my cock. I couldn't tell if it was the gas or if my fevered humping of this Pokemon had done something to it, but it looked... shorter and thicker? My penis seemed to have become much wider at the base, tapering off almost to a point at the tip. My partner didn't seem to mind the change, though - her tail interrupted my thoughts by pulling me back in to her tight folds.

My shoes fell off my feet to the ground as I clung onto my mate, pumping my cock into her warm entrance even as she seemed to be growing larger. Or... was I shrinking? I felt my socks slide off my feet, past my four black toes, as those feet dangled above the ground. The claws at the end of my arms let me grip onto my mate's perfect backside as she turned her head to give me a sultry look, my heartrate increasing as I breathed in more and more of her perfumed scent.

My pants slid down my legs, falling in a heap on the ground. My underwear soon followed - it seemed much too large for me now. They would just get in the way with my tail, after all. I gasped as my mate's pussy clamped down on my short cock, my long black tail waving in the air behind me as I continued helplessly breeding her.

She locked lips with me once again, our long tongues exploring each others mouths. I pulled away, but briefly nuzzled the end of my snout against hers. I continued pounding away at her from behind, and my hat tumbled off the top of my head, no longer fitting its reptillian shape.

I could think of nothing but my urge to make my mate pregnant, that irresistable pink fog clouding any other thought that tried to enter my head except the need to breed. To endlessly thrust my little cock into this gorgeous Salazzle. To pump my seed into her warm, willing, tight hole. To make her belly swell up with my egg. And then it happened - my eyes rolled back and my mind went blank as my cum spurted into her womb. She cried out in pleasure as I emptied myself into her, my sperm squirting in a powerful stream into her slit as I humped her faster and faster, enjoying every second of impregnating my mate.

Spent, I loosened my grip on her perfect backside and fell to the ground, a tiny trickle of cum dribbling off my cock as I panted in bliss. I had done it. I had achieved the dream of every Salandit by becoming the mate to a Salazzle.

She beckoned me to follow her, my cum still dripping from her slit, and headed off towards our nest.

"Salandit!" I cried, rolling over to crawl after her on all fours. I looked briefly in confusion at the pile of clothes that had fallen off of me, not remembering why I had ever been wearing them. I left them behind and followed my mate.

Why would a Salandit need clothes anyway?