“I still can’t believe we did that. I also can’t believe how much I liked it,” Alex whispered. He had just finished cleaning up in the bathroom’s stream, which was, in fact, intended to double as a bath, not just a sink for washing your paws. The water was lukewarm and crystal clean, which, at least, made washing his paws, butt, and feminine bits not too annoying. The magical bidet could only do so much. The drying orb by the exit was also super convenient.

Kiara giggled from alongside him as they made their way out of the bathroom and back down the hall. “Aww, I liked it too, partner!” She bumped her hip against his, nearly making him fall over. “Sorry! I’m not used to, um, being playful. Too hard?”

“Nah, you just surprised me. I’m fine.” He lowered his voice as they walked past a chattering pair of pikachu. “You’re sure about being partners? I don’t know anything about being a pokemon, let alone being in a team. I’ll be useless.”

“That’s okay, I’m not good at fighting either, but we can learn together!” the zorua chirped, wispy tail swishing excitedly. “I can also teach you how to be a fox and a girl.”

Alex looked away with a nervous laugh. “Kinda already learned a lot about being a girl back in the bathroom…”

“Only the fun parts,” Kiara said seriously. “Heat is not fun, let me tell you. You can also get sick down there if you’re dirty. Boys don’t get sick nearly as often there, I think. It’s important to wash yourself after going to the bathroom.”

He had a vague impression of human girls having to wipe from back to front. Not sure where he learned that tidbit from, but it wasn't nearly as crucial for guys. Heat though, that was fairly new. He didn’t know much at all about that.

Alex glanced nervously at a passing mareep. Said mareep smiled at him, but thankfully kept their interaction at that. He was thankful not everyone felt inclined to greet him.

“Let’s, uh— where to next?” Alex asked, changing his mind halfway through his question. He’d rather her guide him than suggest anything at this point.

“I’ll show you the Guild Dojo!” Kiara replied with a swish of her tail. “C’mon.”

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On the way, they passed by a male Galarian zigzagoon and a female Kantonian ponyta. 

“Go faster,” he whispered to Kiara as the pair of pokemon approached. 

She nodded and sped up alongside him. He prayed to Arceus that the pair would be too busy talking to notice him—he was not feeling up to another greeting—but their ears perked as he passed by.

“Hey, you’re the new girl!” the fiery filly said, friendly on the surface, even if the accidental misgendering made him flinch. Maybe he’d get used to it… Eventually. “I’m Sally, and this dork next to me is Max.”

The ponyta bumped into her partner, who nodded with a wild grin. Both of them were wearing matching blue scarves. It was pretty cute, he had to admit.

What wasn’t cute was Sally leaning down to stick her nose where it didn’t belong. Worse, she turned her own backside to face him, tail up, flashing him with her filly parts. He didn’t want to stare—really, he didn’t! They were just way too weird not to stare at. In theory, he’d seen ponyta back there before he was pretty sure, but this was his first time getting a good look, and what he saw was eye-widening.

Her butthole looked swollen; big, black, and plump, like an honest-to-Arceus donut. Directly below her anus was an equally protruding slit, the dark flesh forming a teardrop at the bottom. It was very different from a regular human vulva and even a canine like his or Kiara’s. Their only similarities were how they both protruded outward, given dimension in ways unlike his memories of humans… what little he’d interacted with.

“I-I’m— I’m Alex,” he babbled out, barely keeping his composure. Things got even more embarrassing when the ponyta tucked her snout under his tails, catching him completely by surprise. His ears flattened when an audible snort resounded through the hallway, followed by a burst of hot air directly against his anus when she exhaled. It made him tense up uncomfortably. “E-easy with the hot air! Ice type, you know?”

It was a lie—it hadn’t hurt or anything—but it did make her finish the near-molestation quicker.

“Sorry, Alex!” Sally said while pulling her head out from under his tails, thankfully. She kept her hindquarters in his face, and he kept looking, not sure what to do. It was as though he were frozen solid. Her fiery tail swished, somehow not melting him at all. “Uh, why are you just staring at my butt? Aren't you going to greet me too?”

Panic flashed across him at making some form of faux pas, so he took a few steps closer to her awaiting rump, intending to put his nose near her anus and pretend to take a sniff. He may as well get used to this weird crazy form of greeting, right? But he misjudged his steps, and stumbled forward until his nose squished against something warm, soft, and slightly damp.

Alex snorted in surprise, which was the exact worst thing he could have done. The ponyta’s scent flooded into his nostrils as he inhaled, and even though he pulled away within a second, that still meant he had lingered with his nose nestled into the crack of a stranger’s vulva for much too long. Pumping his sinuses full of confusing scents and feminine pheromones that made his head spin. Urine was a pretty strong component, which should have grossed him out more than it did. 

Not even stumbling away got rid of the scent.

He was prepared to get a verbal lashing, maybe even an accusation of assaulting her. 

Instead of any of that, the ponyta turned around to face him and giggled. “I’ve never had someone trip into my pussy before, oh my gosh! Talk about a greeting! I hope you got a good sniff, you silly vulpix! Even got your nose wet, wow!”

Trip? She thinks I— He blinked in realization. He literally had tripped. It was an accident. And the ponyta immediately knew that instead of assuming the worst. 

It was equally as embarrassing as it was relieving.

“Oh, um. Yeah. Whoops!” He played it off with a forced chuckle. “I’m kinda clumsy, sorry about that.”

“No worries, Alex!” Sally chirped, a bubbly grin permanently stretching her cheeks. “Heh, you know, I bet you could smell Max in me from that close.”

This time Max snorted. “I doubt it. It’s been a few days since we had sex, Sally.” To Alex’s squirming discomfort, the zigzagoon seemed to think this the perfect time for his turn. The little guy nudged one of his tails out of the way to get underneath while Alex had trouble finding the words to protest. “Oh wow, you’re soaked! Maybe ‘tripping’ onto my partner wasn’t an accident after all?”

Kiara came to his defense, thank Arceus. “Arousal during greetings is perfectly normal,” the zorua said quietly, voice muffled by her mane.

“He’s just teasing her, don’t worry. I got a little wet sniffing you, and he's peaking a bit right now. It’s fine!” Sally reassured with a smile, only to tilt her head. “Wow, hang on, Kiara. Did you just speak? You never speak! Awww, I’m proud of you!”

Kiara squeaked and hid deeper into her mane.

Max pulled himself out from under his tails after a few… suspiciously enthusiastic sniffs, but he thankfully didn’t do anything more than that. The dark type didn’t even seem to notice him neglecting to ‘greet’ him back. “Nice meeting you, Alex! Nice hearing your voice, Kiara. Really. It’s cute! Anyway, Sally and I have a mission to get to.”

Sally nodded. “Yep, see you both later! Good luck with your new team!”

As the two began to walk away, Alex questioned, “How’d you know we’re a team?”

The ponyta snorted, and without turning around, said slyly, “Please. I could smell her all over you. It’s kinda cute.”

With that cheek-burning statement, the pair kept walking and disappeared around the corner, giggling to each other all the way.

Alex glanced at Kiara nervously. “Is what we did really that obvious?" 

Wordlessly and ears flattened, Kiara nodded.

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“So you are the new potential trainee I have been hearing about.” The tall mienshao crossed her arms with a frown and leaned down until she was eye level with Alex. “Cute. Have you ever trained a day in your life?”

Alex nervously glanced around the large cavern, unable to look the guild’s supposed dojo instructor in the eyes. He was completely helpless, and he knew it. His gaze settled on a pair of cute and fluffy minccino tussling on the mats that enveloped the floor. A dozen other pokemon would have easily fit in the massive room. “N-no, Ma’am. I’m very weak.”

“Honest, I like that.” The mustelid’s expression softened as she flashed him a toothy smile. “Everyone has to start somewhere. As long as you wish to get stronger, you will do wonderfully! My name is Riko.” 

“Alex,” he said, fidgeting. He could feel his ears folding back, and hoped that wasn’t rude.

“So, Alex, Kiara, what may I do for you two? Are you here to train?”

“I’m showing Alex around the guild,” Kiara said quietly. Her face had particularly disappeared into her fluffy mane. “We’ll train later, but I have a few more places to show him.”

The mienshao toyed with one of her lengthy whiskers. “Him? Ah, yes, Angelica did pop in to mention your situation.” He stiffened, heart clenching. What exactly had the mew told everyone? “Relax, dear. Angelica was brief, and only told me you prefer male pronouns due to some private matter, yes?”

Relief had him exhaling ice crystals. It was a weird sensation, but it wasn’t the first time since waking up as an Alolan vulpix. “Yes, that’s right. That’s not too, um, weird, is it?”

“Not at all,” Riko said with a shake of her head. “It can be confusing for pokemon whose noses are particularly well-tuned, but there are plenty of pokemon whose pronouns are distinct from their sex. It is especially common among those who are physically both sexes or none at all. Most pokemon like that lean toward one gender or another. Such as Melody the gastrodon from team Seafoam. Angelica also tends to shift her gender quite often, though she also shifts her body to match, which most find easier to accept.”

The nose thing explained why Brianna rejected his insistence at being male, but he was still annoyed at the growlithe. Especially because Kiara had no trouble at all referring to him as male, and her nose must have been pretty similar. He sorta understood. Even back home in Unova gender identity caused some controversy, albeit not often in recent decades.

Does that make me transgender? he wondered suddenly, the question making his heart stutter. I feel male, but my body is female. I don’t deny that. Do I have to deny that to be trans? Or does accepting it make me trans? I am so confused…

Now he had to wonder if pokemon even have a concept of being transgender. Or were pronoun preferences so complicated due to hermaphroditic and sexless pokemon introducing the concept?

Riko seemed knowledgeable enough to ask, but he hesitated. Bothering her with something like this was daunting. 

Maybe he could ask Angelica later? She seemed the most approachable for such things. 

“It is somewhat rare for a regular vulpix to use different pronouns, though,” Kiara chimed in quietly, thankfully filling the silence that was beginning to fester. “Rare enough that you might confuse a lot of pokemon.”

“My, my, Kiara, this might be the most I have ever heard you speak in one day!” 

The ghostly zorua squeaked and faded from view. Alex did a double take. She had vanished! 

“Kiara?” he asked, slightly worried when the zorua didn’t reappear. “Where’d you go?”

Riko simply laughed. “Do not fret, Alex. Kiara is still here. A zorua’s ability, illusion, allows one to disguise themselves. Invisibility is but one form she… quite often… takes.”

Kiara’s form sputtered back into existence, though she continued to shrink in on herself. “S-sorry…” The zorua padded over to him, leaning into his left ear to whisper, “I’m not very good in social—”

A loud moan interrupted the zorua, turning all three of their heads toward the two minccino from earlier. The unevolved pair had settled with one on top of the other, crotches flush, and both looked like they had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Or was that paw?

Despite the attention, they didn’t seem too inclined to move from their precarious position.

Riko glared at the caught pokemon. “How many times do I have to tell you two?! No mating in the Dojo!”

“I-it was an accident!” the one on top squeaked, female from the sounds of it. Her voice was strained, breathy. Like she was close. 

“Honest!” The one on the bottom sounded male, something that was confirmed when the female slowly stepped off of her sparring partner, a pink, tapered penis gradually sliding from her depths in the process. “W-wait, stop, you’re going to make me—”

“If you’re going to make a mess, keep it inside!” Riko snapped, more exasperated than angry. "I would rather you two finish cleanly than pull out and further sully my poor floor mat.”

The female minccino immediately slammed her butt onto the male’s lap at Riko’s demand, drawing out twin moans when his cock disappeared back into her depths. “S-sorry, Riko!”

“It really was—hnn—an accident, honest! She fell on top of me while we were training, and well, it just slipped—”

“I do not care. Just finish up and leave. Make sure to clench down those muscles you have been training and keep all of his seed in, got it?”

The female nodded vigorously. “G-got it! He’s, uh, it’s kind of a lot though… Gosh, it’s warm… we don’t usually do it inside.”

Riko shook her head with a sigh. “Honestly, those two siblings are insatiable.”

Alex stared at the pair of mating pokemon in a new light. “Siblings?”

Said siblings moaned before embracing each other in a very un-sibling-like kiss. For being caught, the two didn’t look very, uh, repentant.

“Alex isn’t from around here,” Kiara piped in softly.

“Ah, I see,” Riko said, rubbing her chin. “Not everywhere is so accepting of such relationships.” 

More loud moans filled the room, drawing further attention to the pair. The other pokemon training were obvious in their fixation on the two. Especially the males, as a few erections were quite apparent. 

Glaring at the blissfully ignorant couple, Kora snapped, “Keep it down and hurry up! You’re distracting your fellow guild members!”

They broke their kiss with a gasp. “S-sorry!”

“We're almost done, Miss Kora, promise!” Sometime during the kiss the female had ended up on her back, as when the one on top stood up, this time they were the one sporting the penis. It popped out alongside a gush of white goop, which the female immediately covered with her paws, big ears folding flat in embarrassment.

“For Arceus’ sake, Riley, you’re going to make a mess! Lick yourself clean and clench those pelvic muscles before you stain the floor!” Riko barked.

“S-sorry!” she said yet again, immediately leaning down to lap up at the mess her apparent brother created. 

Once her furry crotch was shiny with spit and all the cum was gone, she pulled away. At least until she tried standing up. Immediately that tightly clenched slit parted, allowing a dollop of seed to ooze out before she visibly clenched back up with a squeak, stopping the leak as soon as it began.

With impressive speed, her brother stopped licking his own crotch to intercept the potential mess with his tongue. “Gotcha, Sis!”

She beamed down at her brother. “Thanks! Ugh, keeping this in is unfairly hard!”

“Should have thought of that before mating in my Dojo,” Riko said with a roll of her eyes. “Hurry up and get out before you have another accident. You and your brother can come back tomorrow, but I don’t want you horny beasts in here again today distracting everyone.”

“Y-yes, Ma’am!” the female agreed, hurrying her way toward the exit looking to all the world like she was constipated. 

The male waved before following his waddling sister with an adorable skip to his step. “Byyyye!”

Miraculously, not another drop escaped on her way out. Part of him expected a sliggoo trail.

Alex stared after the two siblings, loins tingly with arousal and head stuffy with questions and shame. He let out a defeated sigh. “This place is too horny.”

The Mienshao instructor tilted her head at Alex, seemingly pondering his statement. “I agree,” Riko said.

“Wait, really?” Alex said.

Riko chuckled. “Do not act so surprised! Sex may be an integral part of our Guild’s culture, but when it comes to combat, we must overcome our baser urges. As such, I strongly discourage any purposeful sexual contact within my Dojo. It is a distraction and leaves a mess that I have the unfortunate privilege to clean."

“Purposeful?” he repeated, confused by the way she stressed the word. “You mean, accidental sexual contact is fine?”

“Of course. Why would it not be? How can pokemon be expected to fight up close without the occasional accident? Do not be ridiculous.”

The mienshao gave him a look that made him feel stupid. After giving it more than a second’s thought, maybe he was being stupid. Pokemon were naked, almost blatantly so. In fact, he still found himself sneaking the occasional peak between the meinshao's legs. Like everyone else, the muskalid pokemon had distinct anatomy. A black, petite mount, much smaller and compact than any canine pokemon’s junk he’d seen, the even smaller slit in the middle shiny with what he assumed to be sweat.

Riko clicked her tongue suddenly, drawing his eyes away from her, ah, treasure. “You are distracted by lust, trainee.”

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

She held up her right paw. “Quiet. Wandering eyes are common amongst our kin here. There is nothing to be ashamed of. I am even somewhat flattered by the attention. Nonetheless, you are in my domain. And what better way to show me your skill level than to grapple while clouded with lust?”

“Fight you while clouded with what?” he squeaked and clenched his hind legs together hard enough to hear a squish, feeling like all eyes were on him. Thankfully, only a couple pokemon thought the moment entertaining enough, and one of those were Kiara. “I-I thought, didn’t those two get kicked out for that?”

“No, they got kicked out for continuing after their accidental coupling.” Riko actually smirked at him. Smirked! “If it was true he ‘slipped inside’ by accident, I would not have given it a second thought. Especially among close partners, it isn’t uncommon for erections to flare and slits to sodden during a spar. However, the rules in my dojo are clear: treat any such accidents as inconsequential, and to keep fighting. Some pokemon find themselves incapable.”

She tilted her head and her already lidded eyes narrowed further, as though implying he were such a pokemon. The nerve! He wasn’t that bad…

“This is where my personal training comes in,” she continued smoothly. “We are going to spar in such a manner that encourages close contact, tempts arousal, and evokes a deep fire in your loins so that when pleasurable accidents occur in real high stakes combat, you may grow used to them and eventually treat them as inconsequential."

Alex turned to Kiara, so baffled by every word coming out of Riko’s mouth that he hoped the zorua would be in a similar state. Instead, the ghost type was nodding along as though any of that made sense and wasn’t a poor excuse to have sex with him.

“Seriously, Kiara?”

“What? It makes sense,” countered the zorua softly. “I think you should do it. I’m curious how you fight… among other things.”

“Listen to your partner, Alex.” The smug meinshao seemed to stand with her legs further apart, teasing him. He swore she did it on purpose. “If you are to ever control that lustful beast within you, this is the best starting point.”

“I-I don’t have a ‘lustful beast’!” Alex protested hotly, not enjoying the accusation that he was somehow just as lustful as these horny pokemon. Sure, he technically had sex with Kiara recently, but that didn’t count! It was totally different. “It’s not my fault you’re naked!”

“What an odd deflection.” Riko shook her head. “Nonetheless, try and hit me with a move. Your goal will be to disorient or floor me long enough to get me into a headlock, naturally without being distracted. I will attempt the same for you, but as you are a beginner, I will go easy.”

Alex blinked up at the tall dojo master. “I don’t know any moves,” he admitted with a sigh, his cool breath visible in the air. He then purposefully blew ice crystals at the meinshao, not that they reached her. “See? This is all I know how to do.”

That got more than a few stares. The sudden attention had him stepping back slightly. Even Riko tilted her head oddly at him.

“Truly?” She rubbed her chin before giving a curt nod. “Then I shall teach you.”

His ears perked up. “You will? Thank you, I’m really not sure how to do anything yet and this will help a ton.”

“It is no trouble. It is my job to teach, and it is your privilege as a trainee of the Guild to be taught,” Riko said with a small bow. Still bent over, she smirked and looked into his eyes. “In fact, let us begin now. Turn around and give your best attempt at a tail whip. Once you feel confident in mustering the type energies for this most basic of attack, you should be able to use, mhm, what are young alolan vulpix capable of?”

“Powder snow?” Kiara answered for him, sounding more like a question than a statement. Not that he knew any better. He had some knowledge of moves, but very little came to mind regarding ice types. “I think?”

Riko stood up straight and nodded. “Yes, I believe that to be the case.” When Alex didn’t do anything, she tilted her head. “Well?”

Alex shuffled in place nervously, tails twitching in that way they tended to when he was anxious. Fun little quirk he’d picked up on. “What do I do exactly?”

She hummed. “Mienshao cannot learn this move, but from seeing others perform it, I have come to the conclusion it is quite easy. Simply turn your rear toward the enemy, gather normal-type energy in your tail, and swish it—them, in your case—in a distracting manner. The more out of place the move is and the more focused they are on the motion of your tails, the greater of a distraction the move will cause, limiting your opponent’s ability to defend.”

Alex squinted at the meinshao. That sounded an awful lot like flashing his ass and shaking his tails to him.

“Right,” he said. “But how do I gather ‘normal-type energy’?”

“The energy will come naturally with motion,” Riko said. “Every pokemon can channel normal-type energy. It is instinctual, the basis for all other types. Once you feel it for the first time, molding the energy into your own type should be trivial.”

He wasn’t sure about this at all. But if she thought it would come easily, who was he to argue?

Kiara’s encouraging nod and smile was the final nudge he needed.

“Here I go, I guess.” Taking a deep breath, Alex turned around and tried to do what came naturally. He focused on his many tails. The way they almost had minds of their own, twitching to and fro. It was a strange sensation, tugging on his spine, each attempt to move them making his tailhole flex and his crotch tighten. But he did manage to move them.

Up was a direction, right?

“H-how’s this?” he asked after managing to raise his tails high, and rump even higher. It was an embarrassing position to be in, and he just knew by the cool breeze under his tails that everything was visible back there. Said everything went quite tense as he held the position, but he did manage to ‘whip’ his tails. A strange rush bloomed in his belly. Not warmth, but a cool tingle that traveled to his extremities and ended with an embarrassing and involuntary flex of his spade. The further up his tail went, the more the energy flowed through him, until he had practically draped his fluffy tails across his back.  “Um, I feel something! Is this right?”

When an answer wasn’t forthcoming, Alex looked over his back at the mienshao. Her eyes were wide, locked low on his body. On his rear.

“Um, Alex?” Kiara’s voice turned his attention toward the Hisuian zorua. She was in front of him, eyes wide and ears flat. “That’s not… that’s not tail whip. I think you used captivate? Master Riko won’t be able to look away until you lower your, um, tails…”

Kiara’s explanation had him lowering his tails immediately. Though not before feeling that rush of energy race toward his loins again, ending with a jolt that made his junk flex. All within sight of the mienshao that seemingly could not look away, captivated by his dancing loins.

The spell was broken the moment his tails flattened against his butt. 

Riko shook her head and stood up straight, a dazed look in her eyes that faded swiftly. “W-well done, Alex!” she said, a slight stutter to her voice. He noticed that her thighs seemed sweatier than before, her scent stronger in the air. “I was not expecting that move! In fact, this is good. Captivate works similar to tail whip, but not exactly. It makes one more vulnerable to esoteric attacks instead of physical. Such as those of the mind, but also of the elements. If you were to use powder snow on me in the next few minutes, I would be especially vulnerable!”

Alex turned back to face Riko and sat on his haunches, utterly baffled by the praise. “But all I did was flash my butt at you.”

Riko laughed into the graceful fluff of her right arm. “You ‘flashed your butt’ at me, yes, but you utilized normal-type energy in the process. Did you feel it? The rush? The building power which pulsed through your extremities, culminating in a captivating flex of your loins and the hypnotic swaying of your tails?”

With the way she was talking about the move, he was beginning to think everything about this world was sexually charged. Back home, he was pretty sure captivate didn’t require such lewd displays. But what did he know? He hadn’t been a trainer… he thought?

The fog around his personal life frustrated him. How did he know all these random things but nothing truly important?

“Yeah, I did,” he admitted after a moment. Better to be honest. He did feel the power, the rush. “It’s just super weird that the first move I learned had to be so… so… sensual! It’s embarrassing.”

“There is nothing to be embarrassed about,” Riko said, stepping closer and sitting down criss-crossed to reach his level. He found it hard to look away from her everpresent half-lidded eyes. “ Your form was beautiful. I was taken completely off-guard. If this were a battle and you had an offensive special move ready, I would have been hard pressed to resist. I must admit, I am still having trouble shaking the image of your bouncing femininity from my mind.”

“Aha!” Alex cheered despite how flustered he felt at having his body complimented like that, causing the meinshao to pull back slightly. “I knew it! You have a ‘sexual beast’ in you too!”

Instead of denying it, Riko smirked. “We all do. While I can tame mine during battle, you still can not. Granted, being afflicted by a move makes it trickier. The type energies for such moves can spike arousal, especially when combined with visual stimulus. Like, say, twitching genitals and a presented rear. I will remain sodden for at least a few more minutes, but I have self control and feel no need to act on such urges.”

Alex never was going to get used to how openly everyone talked about sexual stuff in this world, was he? He found himself flustered by how openly she discussed her arousal, especially given he was the cause of said arousal. 

That said, the knowledge that a mental image of his new and admittedly kind of awesome sex was burned into this stoic dojo instructor's mind and was making her horny was a huge win in his book.

“Enough of that.” Riko stood up to her full height and stretched. She grabbed one leg by the ankle and pulled it up, giving him another eyeful of furry mienshao crotch as she alternated between stances. Her petite folds parted at the height of each stretch as she impressively touched her head with her one foot before lowering it and then stretching with her next leg. She did this a few more times before continuing, “Now that you know how normal-type energy feels, I want you to morph it into ice-type energy. Close your eyes. Focus on what it means to you. The chill. Let it build in your chest, your mouth, and breathe out. Once you successfully use powder snow, we shall spar together.”

“Ice-type energy, got it,” he said, not feeling as confident as he sounded. Captivate came pretty easily, almost too easily for his comfort. How hard could powder snow be?

Alex closed his eyes and replicated what he did when using captivate. His tails raised instinctively, swaying in a non-existent wind. He felt something in his chest. The rush from before. He knew if he let it permeate him, let it travel down between his hind legs, let it make his loins twitch and tails hike, that he would use the move again. 

Instead, he focused on the thrum that saturated his core, opened his mouth, and exhaled. The energy moved forward this time, twisting into a colder, more wild form. There was a whoosh like a gust of wind, followed by a cool breeze that tingled pleasantly as it escaped his mouth.

“Good, Alex! Good! Keep breathing out, do not stop until your lungs are empty”

Alex opened his eyes as he obeyed, widening in awe at the flurry of snow flowing from his open maw. Individual flakes twinkled in the orb lights of the dojo. The move dissipated harmlessly before reaching the mienshao, but that didn’t stop her from shivering visibly.

Eventually he had to take in a breath, cutting off the move. Snowflakes coated his lips and he licked them clean. “I did it!” he said, tails swaying happily, still hiked. He hardly cared if anyone saw his butt right now because he used an actual offensive move! “It was so easy too!”

“That is lovely to hear,” the mienshao said, excitement filling her eyes. “Because now we spar! Prepare yourself!”

Alex bit his lip as he stared at the much taller, much more experienced mienshao. “Uh, yeah. I’m ready!”

It was just a spar. How bad could it be?

As he stood there trying to hype himself up, Kiara called out, “Woo! Go Alex!”

It proved to be the motivation he needed. He stepped toward the mienshao, who was standing there doing nothing, waiting for him to make the first move. She posed like a kung-foo master, stance wide and one arm forward and one arm back. The patient smile on her muzzle made it clear it was mostly for show.

Well. If she wanted him to make a move, then he would make a move.

Before he could let his growing nerves get the best of him, Alex turned around, hiked up his tails, and let the normal-type energy flow to his tails and loins. Immediately he felt himself start twitching involuntarily, each flex of his vulva accompanied by another pulse of energy that sent tingles through his extremities. Lewd or not, captivate was a valid strategy, and he would make sure Riko was all softened up for the eventual powder snow to the face.

Alex looked over his back at the captivated dojo instructor and grinned. It was working! She couldn’t look away. Neither could any other patron in the dojo that happened to glance at his butt, their eyes glazed and mouths ajar. Well, half of them at least. All but one of the males seemed fixated, yet only one female was looking his way like she wanted to mount him. 

Maybe it only worked on those attracted to him? 

He should ask Riko about that once the spar was over.

Lowering his tails and letting the energy dissipate, he turned around to give Riko a face full of cold. Except she was already running his way! 

“Eep!” Alex yelped and stumbled onto his back right as she leapt into the air. 

Time slowed to a crawl. He attempted to blow snow at the flying mienshao, but that did nothing to stop the fluffy rear-end whirling toward his face. What kind of move even was this?! Why was she going ass-first? How could he possibly stop her?

An instant before receiving a faceful of unwashed mienshao ass, he came to the humbling realization that this was no highly skilled move. It was nothing more than a basic pound, a move that many pokemon learn from birth. This was her going easy on him.

Oh gosh, I can see the sweat glistening on her—

He never finished that thought. With the impact came darkness; a blissful unconsciousness to mask an embarrassingly swift defeat.