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A commentary of the most memorable day of my life, because my therapist wants me to do so for some sort of exercise to document my thought processes and recognize my flaws. Don't ask me how I remember so well. It's uh, kinda embarrassing. Mom, Dad, if you're reading this, DON'T. Otherwise, I warned ya.

Date: 6/4/4811

“Are ya really sure about this, Jay? 'A day of quiet for me and Brittany', Arceus! I mean, most people your age are askin' for money or games or game systems, or somethin' on their birthday-"

“Birthday-versary."

“Birthday-versary. Do ya really-"

“Yup. Daddy, mother dearest, see ya later, don't worry 'bout meals, I got sausage biscuits in the oven now, I'll order a pizza for lunch, extra don't worry, I've got your info written down so don't bother checking in, I know how to make spaghetti and everything else should be fine, okay buh-bye!"

Dad hugged me tightly.

“We'll see you on Monday, big man. 18 is a lotta years to live. You've made it so far, don't kill yourself-."

“I'm not gonna-"

“Burning down the house, buddy! You're gonna be off playing your vidja games or watching videos on TuberDex and that spaghetti's gonna be blacker than a Coalossal doing plays at a 20's Alabama theater!"

Cue the obligatory series of “Eyy!"s and finger guns that followed afterward.

“I love ya, my big, strong boy. I'm so proud of you."

“Love you, Dad."

Mom snuck up behind me and surprised me with a second hug.

“I love you, honey."

“Love you, Mom."

As they left, I heard them muffedly mutter something vaguely resembling a criticism of my admittedly rash decision.

Perhaps something about how their little boy has grown up and how they thought I was a “mama's boy" that couldn't bear to be without a caretaker or an admission of deep confusion on why in the world I would miss a day's worth of laughter, of lavished affection and congratulations, presents and money. Or maybe I'm just projecting, who knows?

But what was certain was that they drove off in their messy, beat up car we all loved so much. That, and that I was all by myself.

Not for long, however, for as I hastily shut and locked the door, I was all too eager to turn and see a special someone who was extra happy I was alone, so that she could fill the emptiness and quiet with her undying, endless love and grace.

“'Kay, Brit, they're gone."

“Ray?"

A Luxray sauntered in from my room, eyes bright and pretty with excitement and wonder with a flickering, star-ended tail happily swishing back and forth. My Brittany. The apple of my eye.

“Yes, really. They're gone for the day. Happy birthday-versary, Brittany."

Her eyes welled up with tears, staining her immaculate fur a darker shade of black as they streamed down her face.

“Luxxxx!" She yelled as she tackled me, immediately bowling my thin frame over as I failed to grab the kitchen counter, sending me plummeting to the floor.

“Brit *gah!* You're not a *wheeze* Luxio anymore! Done… *gasp* done knocked the fuckin' wind outta me! I appreciate the gesture, I really do, but I can't celebrate with you if I'm in the hospital with halfa my ribs intact!"

“Luxray~" Was all she had to say about the situation, either oblivious or uncaring to my plight as she literally blanketed me in her affection. My body shook as she purred and mewled in gratitude. She started to groom me as I struggled to remove her from my person. She knew I couldn't be mad at her for long, and damn her for proving it true. After my hair was bullied down by what felt like a gallon of viscous kitty slobber, I slunk out from under her massive bulk.

“Welp," I said as I regained my breath and footing. “Thanks for that, I guess." I now looked down at her, her eyes that could see through my soul (and clothes) pierced mine as we fully took in the implications of having the house for an entire day. I leaned down and kissed her snout.

“I love you, Brit."

“Luxray."

Most of our day after that was spent just chilling, sharing food, and cuddling. It wasn't much to remember, just a few meals and a bunch of silly videos, shows, and other idle activities. It was the feelings that would root itself inside our minds. It was a fantastic day of nothing, of doting on each other in ways only we could. It was no secret I was in love with her. It really did take my mind off of the past couple days. I had been rejected by two separate people, cried my eyes out, the works. I won't bore you with the details, unless you really wanna hear the story of how I got my fragile teenage heart broken and cried the whole day until Brittany took pity on me.

That was all over, though, and we were together as we drifted away to sleep off an early dinner. We both were full on spaghetti (which I didn't botch, thank Arceus) and deliriously sleepy. I was in nothing but my underwear and a t-shirt and acted as the large spoon to Brittany, which is a hilarious image now that I think about it.

I could feel her heartbeat. The ruggedness of her built chest. I knew I could probably get away with feeling her up. I'd known her my entire life. If I was a degenerate I would do something more than simply ogle her from afar. But I didn't know if she felt the same way, and I was too cowardly to ask. Instead, I inhaled the earthy scent of the outdoors from her fur, kissed the soft tufts of her head and whispered sweet nothings into her ears that could hear a Ratatta's cry a mile away, if she willed it. No, until I was sure she loved me as more than a best friend, I would simply stay my hand and serve my queen as her trusted advisor, and not her king.

“I don't tell you this enough, Brit. You're gorgeous and so, so very kind. Simply having the privilege to breathe the same air as you is a gift in and of itself. I love you."

Upon hearing the word “gift", Brittany seized up, gasped, and ran out of the room, nearly tearing the fabric of the bed in the process.

It was nearly 30 minutes since she left, and I felt as if I were still asleep and dreaming, the sort of dream where you would “wake up" in your own bed only to discover your world is slightly to the left and water tastes like milk, the lights don't turn on when you hit the switch, and all the faces in the photos around your house are fuzzy and unrecognizable. Not bad, but you can't exactly put your finger on what's wrong.

After some time, she snuck her way back through, and I was near death trying to stay awake waiting for her, still wondering if I was still in some hallucinatory dreamstate, teetering on the edge of reality and complete fabrication.

“RAAAY!" She yelled before flipping on the light, triggering my Sableye instincts to shield my face and vigorously rub my eyes.

She was certainly determined to help me in that regard, fortunately.

“*snort* Eh? Wha- BRITTANY! What have I told you abou- oh."

Her midsection was tied up in the most perfect bow, made out of red ribbon from who-knows-where.

“Prrrrrrr, Luxrayyy."

“Brit, is that a ribbon around your waist?" She looked at me with that all too familiar 'I'm not a child, Jay' face. After a second she simply rolled her eyes and played along with a nod. She trotted up to me and jumped on my bed, nuzzling my face once she got to me. She grabbed my arm gently with her teeth and guided me to the ribbon, signaling me to untie it. “Brit, are you saying… the present you want to give me... is you?"

“Mhm. Happy birthday-versary, sweetheart. I love you."

_ Did she just speak? Is this a dream? Am I having the best dream of my life?_

I pinch myself. I'm not dreaming.

“*Giggle* Something tells me you're in shock. I've been waiting for this moment for a very, very long time." She said it with such a sultry tone, as sultry as you can get for a Luxray. “This is my birthday-versary present. Yours was so nice, I feel as if I must give you something equally amazing and thoughtful." My eyes shift back and forth from her beautiful face to her luscious curves to her supple ass to her delightfully small, yet perky 8 pack of breasts. “Eyes are over here, buddy." My face turned a rosy red color under the sheer embarrassment. "What's this?" She pawed at my barely sealed cock just begging to be let out of its confinement. “Down here? And those looks? Do I have a Joltik on my back or something?"

“S-sorry, Brit I-I didn't mean to- It's just you're so… “

“It's ok." She slips on top of me, forcing me down onto my bed under her weight. “You can say it." Oh Arceus it's happening, it's happening, everybody stay calm. “Brit… I love you. Truly and dearly with all my heart. You're the prettiest, most beautiful person I've ever known, inside and out." Her eyes seem to wander down for a split second, but she snaps back to my face, seeming somewhat disappointed with my reaction. “You're fucking dense, you know that? I slather my scent all over your room,

“Wait that was on pur-"

literally deliver myself to you on a silver RKSdamn platter with a bow 'round my lower half makin' sweet talk and pawing at your fuckin' boner, and all you can muster is a confession that would make Canada suck you dry for all the sap! What kind of Tauroshit is that, J!? You dense fucking cabbage, you can call me sexy! Call me hot, I like it! I'm not fragile, I won't break if you say the wrong thing, so don't be afraid, I love you!"

“Brittany, don't ever change. Dammit, I love you too." At this point I don't even realize I've started tenderly stroking her, running my hands through her fur. Arceus, am I crying? Our heads seem to gravitate towards her, on a collision course to a kiss. I put my hands behind her head and guide it towards mine with my hands, trying my best to form some semblance of a kiss.

I shudder from head to toe. Oh, sweet mother of Mew, her taste was divine. I forsook my lungs in favor of that divine taste. It was slightly meaty but had that familiar feline scent I'd known all these years. She took what was rightfully hers as she pushed her tongue into my mouth and I awkwardly licked her less maneuverable tongue with mine since ours couldn't dance like two humans' could. I could hear her moan through the kiss as she purred loudly and violently, vibrating the entire bed. Oh my, she even learned to moan!

Eventually, reality caught up and we were forced to take a breath as our mouths parted and laid a thread of spittle between our bodies. Her pussy soaked my bed and underwear, and my mouth watered at the sight, the smell of her arousal embedding itself in my mind and my bedsheets. If I could've came from sheer arousal right there I would've.

“Mmmh, Brittany...." I said between small kisses and frisks of her perfect form. “Yes, my little nedjem?" She sounded drunk as a sailor on poker night. She had the blush to look the part, too. “Let me on top. I have the perfect present for you, my love." Her blush reddened.

“Annnd what might that be, stud?" The use of the word stud made me shiver. “You gave me the most wonderful present a person could ever give: your undying love, not just as my best friend, but as a woman. As my partner. The least I could do is just show you-*grunt* how mutual my feelings are for you."

I climbed on top of her, her hulking form making me feel so small. “Arceus, Brit." I said while feeling her muscles starting from her legs to her chest area just below her tits. “You're so strong. Unfathomably strong, it's unfair..." She giggled giddily. “You *sniff* smell fantastic. You unfff, *smooch* taste incredible." I punctuated by licking the drenched fur around her flooding cunny so that I could taste her without setting her off. “*Giggle* You're spoiling me!"

“Oh, Brit, I'm not done. Origins above, every time I look at you, you get more beautiful." I caressed her fur with both hands as I nuzzled her just below her chin. "Your eyes. And hair. Your beautiful face. Your muscles, oh Arceus. If you'd let me I'd turn into stone looking at you. You're a goddess in the flesh."

She tittered at my compliments. “Jay, if you keep going, I'm not going to be able to fit my head through the door once we're done."

I'm not embarrassed to say that got a snicker out of me.

“Mmm…fuck, Brittany Ridgewater. You are so. Fucking. Sexy." I all but ripped my now arousal soaked underwear off of me in a frenzy and inched up to her head to kiss my lovely little Luxray, but she beat me to the punch, gripping my head with both her incredibly muscular front legs and smashing her head into mine, sharing another one of our awkward interspecies kisses. I fondled her breasts and caressed her sides and squeezed her ass aggressively before she harshly yet gently pushed me off and said those magic words that I remember the most vividly out of any others I've ever heard.

“Fuck me."

I lined my cock up with her awaiting entrance, though it took some fumbling. “But! Be gentle. It's my first time." That means I have to… “Brit, you're 12 years old. Are you telling me that you saved it that long, through all those heat cycles just for me?"

“Yes, you dummy. Who else but you, my one true love, the only one who supported me even at my worst?"

“I don't know Brit, maybe all those other Pokemon you've run off with? The Houndoom, the Manectric, the Pyroar, the Liepard, Arkham?"

Jay, I faked all that. Because I wanted to deny it. Because I wanted you to be happy and not worry about me not having a mate. But I can't deny it. I'm not a normal Pokémon. I'm a dirty, spoiled rotten human fucker and I want you, need you so bad. Do you know how hard it was to keep my hymen intact? I huffed your dirty underwear and rubbed my clit until I came. I wanted and still want to feel that pain and see the blood and know it's you that caused it and the pleasure after. Now fuck me."

I couldn't let her do that for me if I didn't give her something in return. “On one condition, Brit. When I finally pop your cherry, bite me. Enough to draw blood. I want something to signify this night, too. It would be unfair for you to feel pain and bleed all by yourself. It would be sexy if it was my neck, but I don't think I could live through that."

“OK." Her look was a mix of fear and excitement. One of lust, but also an intense love. She trusts you, don't fuck this up, don't fuck this up, DO NOT fuck this up, you idiot. “*inhale* OK, Brit. I love you. 1, 2, 3!"

I felt the blood as soon as I penetrated her. “GRAAH!"

She screamed in pain, baring her teeth and sharply biting into my shoulder and digging her claws into my back and raking them through as if she was holding on for dear life, drawing blood. I didn't regret it for a second, though, as it allowed me to thrust into what is the closest to the Hall of Origin I'll ever be until I die. I huffed and puffed and sweat when she eased up only to bite down and scratch even harder every time I plunged in and out, but I would've walked naked into a Durant's nest for the heat and tightness of her snatch. It got even worse as her tears burned my wounds. Eventually, the pain must've waned enough, because she unlatched herself from my shoulder and I felt a warm sensation trickling down my back.

“Urghhh… h-h-hurts. H-h-haven't fffffelt pain.... like… this in a w-while." Her voice trembled as she laid down and cried, looking at me with those same eyes I saw this morning, and I just wanted to cradle her.

“Shhh, baby, I know, I know. You're so strong, you haven't felt much pain at all in such a long time, have you, baby? If it's any consolation, Brit, I think you fffffucking flayed the nerve endings in my shoulder." I choked out that last bit.

Her eyes seemed to turn a little dimmer and regretful as she tilted her head down in shame, which I was not going to stand for.

I thrust a little slower to get her acclimated and so I could muster the brainpower to talk. “But I love you more than you know, and I will endure this for you. This is your day, that you have waited for more patiently than anyone else has ever waited for theirs. After that shit I pulled yesterday, Brit, you deserve it." She lifted her head up as her eyes watered a bit.

“R-Really?"

“That being said, how 'bout I turn it up a notch?" The last of her tears rolled out and her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Do it." She hissed. “Now." RKSdammit, I love being alive. I pulled out before thrusting deep, rough, and fast into her. I could feel my cock kiss the entrance to her womb. “FFFFUCK YES!" She screamed. I continued my attack, her beautiful breasts bouncing as I fucked her. “I love you, J-mmmph!" I silenced her with a kiss that she eagerly melted into, her purrs and mewls and moans sending vibrations through my whole body. I licked my blood off of her teeth and we furiously made out in small bursts until we had to take a break to recover. After a few seconds, she started to buck her hips back in response to me.

“Fuck, fuck, Jay, you're so ffffuckin' huge, oh my Arceus, your cock is so huge, you're stuffing me so full, ahhhhn! I can feel you scratching myyy ins-iiiii-ides and kissing my *hah* womb! Fuck my pussy into the shape of your cock so no one else can ever fuck it besides you, *nyaghhhh*, fill me up, fill me up! You're not mmoaning enough. Moan for me nedjem, moan for me, say my name, say my nAaaaAme *mrah*!"

I felt something awaken within me. I moaned loudly, deeply, and unashamedly. “Brit, oh my Arceus, your cunt's sucking me in like a vacuum, fuck! I love you, I love your pussy, I love your tits, your ass, everything, you're so hot, I just want to fuck you all day and drink your cum, Brittany, Brittany, Brittany, fuck you're so tight, Brit." I kept on moaning her name as she commanded.

“Jay, Jay, oh fuck, Jay, y'sound so cuuute. Moanin' for me, makin' me feel so good, *nnh*. Gonna… gonna cum soon."

I could feel her walls tighten around me, attempting to milk me. Her moans were deep, her breathing labored, and her body radiated heat like a serious fever. I eased her body up a bit, slowed my thrusts, wrapped my arms around her, and spoke. “Brit, I'm gonna *gulp* make ya cum hard."

“I better not be able to walk for at least a day." She groaned. “Or I'm gonna *hah* use my legs to chase you down to fuck you 'til I can't, *nngh*. Her chest rose and fell like she had just run a hundred miles and her breathing matched. “I think I can manage that." I said through gritted teeth.

I put everything into my thrusts as I pistoned in and out of her. “NYAGHHH, YESSSS!" She yowled. I leaned down onto her stomach so I could massage her clit when I moved. "Jay, Jay, JaAaAAay, where'd you lea-earn to- *mmf*" At that point I assume her brain blew a fuse because all she did was purr and mewl and moan as her tongue lolled out of her mouth and her eyes glazed over, nearly rolling to the back of her head, which set me off almost immediately. I continued to moan out her name in gasps as my body felt like I ran a marathon. After a while of nearly breathless rutting, I couldn't take it anymore. "B-B-ritany I'm gonna cum, fuck! I'm gonna cum in your perfect, immaculate *huff, puff* pussyyyy!"

As soon as I said 'cum' she snapped back to reality, barely babbling through the pleasure by what I assume is sheer willpower.

"Cum now! Wanna womb full a' cum! Wanna be pregnant! Wanna have your kittens!" She yelled in between gasps while sending stimulating, sensual shocks through my body in an attempt to make me cum faster, but I had to end this bang with a bang.

"Cubs."

"Wha-*hah*-at?" She asked. "Lesser, weaker 'mons like Persian or Liepard have kittens. You are a fuckin' Luxray. Powerful, deadly, and perfect, and YOU. HAVE. FUCKING. CUBS!" I yelled as I thrust hard and deliberately as I approached my climax.

"Then gimme your cubs! Cum, cum, cum, cum in me, cum in me, cum in me, make me a mommy," She said while furiously letting off electricity that sent me over the edge.

All I could squeak out was a breathless little “Cumming!" as I hugged her tight and straddled her chest fur. My balls jumped from the sheer volume of the draining.

"NOWWWWWWWRRRAHHHH!"

My orgasm set off hers, evident by her roar, her desperate clawing at my backside, and a shock powerful enough to singe my hair. Her hot, tight sex clenched my dick so hard that it was almost painful, and I felt her pent up cum splash against my cock and stomach like a pressure washer.

“Hah…. hah… so… full an' thick, there's no more room in my *huff* womb. I'm complete. I love you, Jay." I nuzzled her.

“Well, I love you more." She gave me that 'Ugh, we're doing this.' look.

“Nuh-uh, I love you more!" She retorted. “Brit, you best believe I love you more."

“If you loved me more, you'd have been fuckin' me since the 6th grade."

“Touchè."

We sat for a few minutes in silence contemplating our new lives and relationship and processing everything as our aching, burning muscles calmed down. “RKS... “ I said softly. The emotional significance of the situation finally took its toll on me, and I tried REALLY hard not to cry, but then Brittany just had to burst into tears, which got the waterworks flowing. “You're finally mine." She whispered as she bawled.

“I get to have you, and keep you, and it's not a dream." She continued.

“Ever since I evolved, I-I-I've always been so scared that one day you'd be so independent that you'd run off without me and die, and I wouldn't be able to save you, or even say goodbye. “

“W-wh-whe-when you hold me and let me sleep with you, all the nightmares go away, replaced with sweet dreams of growing old with you."

“Brit, I-"

Every day, I deal with a nagging voice that tells me that I'm not enough, that I'm just a brute like the wild Luxray, an- an' that I'm a clingy homewrecker w-wh-who's been nothing but a n-n-nuisance that's driven a wedge between the person who's devoted his life to me and the people he cares about, and that I'd be better off put down like I was- *gulp* like I was supposed to be. An' then, a-an' then,"

“And then you caress me ever so softly, Telling me you love me and asking me what's wrong like you would anyone else, no matter how dismissive or bitchy or aggressive I am, no matter how much I push you away. Regardless of how many days or weeks I've had you worried sick wondering where I've gone. Regardless of how little you owe me and how many scars I've given you. And all of a sudden, the voice just shuts up and I finally feel like the good person I've tried to be for so long. And, oh Arceus, I just feel so at peace right now. I know it's selfish, but I've never been able to stand the thought of you having another woman in your life and now I have you and I love you and oh my fucking Arceus your cum is inside me and impregnating me, I'm gonna have a cub with you, it's everything I've ever wanted."

“Brit, that's my job… as your caretaker and best friend and partner. You were born at a disadvantage, with instincts that clashed with the domestic environment you were adopted into. I knew even at that age I had to adopt you, because if I didn't, then who would? I love you. The truth is, we all deserve love. You deserve love, I deserve love, my parents deserve love, Vic, Mrs. Henderson next door, even the most hardened of criminals deserve love, no matter what we think. Because love and time heal wounds you'd think would kill you or other people. You've helped me heal through things that would've destroyed me through your constant, incredible love and support."

“And as I said, you've helped me tremendously, too. Jay, I don't ever want to be without you."

“Ditto."

“Ahh, what have you done with my husband, you monster?!" Husband. That has a nice ring to it.

I chuckled. “Y'know, we probably need to get me bandaged up before I bleed out." Her eyes went wide. “OH SHIT! I'll go get Uncle Riley. Stay here, rest." She tried to move, but couldn't. Her legs wouldn't even budge. “Uhh, I'm stuck. Guess you really did fuck me 'till I couldn't walk, hmm?" I laughed again.

“Brit, when we finally get to be able to move, we gotta call Guinness." She looked a little puzzled. “Why?" I was all too happy to answer. “Because, Brit, we've found ourselves in the biggest pickle ever known." She laughed.

“You're so funny. Heh heh… heh. Fuck. We are in trouble, aren't we?" I kissed her lightly. “Yup, wish we had bought a Rotom phone. My phone's somewhere around here. Oh shit, my phone's somewhere around here!"

I found my phone under my pillow (RKS, I sucked at keeping up with my phone), called Uncle Riley, and we got cleaned up. His Lucario, Tom, lifted us both up and put us to bed once Uncle Riley washed the blanket, sheets and what dribbled on the floor once we separated, as well as bandaging my wounds. Before we drifted off to sleep, I spoke. “Will you keep quiet 'bout this?" He made a motion to signify zipping his lips and throwing away the key. “Look, I know your old man. Lips are sealed. Don't know about the other guy, though." Tom lightly punched him.

“Friggin, 'the other guy'. Can you believe him? But yes, I'll keep your little secret, if you come over and train with us tomorrow. You've been putting off aura style training for a while. Your legs and arms are wasting away. You can't even move right now. But don't worry, we'll get you in shape. It's a full-body style, from head to toe. We'll show you how to work those muscles." I and Brittany saw him wink at me, and I hoped to Arceus Riley didn't. They walked away and I was left with my lover.

“What in Gira's name have we gotten into, Brittany?" She wrapped her legs around me and initiated a kiss. “*smooch* Jay, this is something amazing that I will never, ever regret, and I know you feel the same."

“Yes, I do. I will forever." She smiled. “And before the night ends, one more question." “Yes, love of my life?" She got a smirk on her face. “What would you have done if your parents came home for whatever reason and walked in on us?" I kissed her and made what seemed to me at the time to be a sly, sexy expression, but it probably looked really stupid.

“I would've fucked you even harder." She bared her teeth to me in the best smile she could muster. “That's my man. I like it. Goodnight. Happy birthday-versary, Jay." For the first night in ages, I began to drift to sleep with no issues. “Happy birthday-versary, Brit." I fell into a deep sleep hugging her.

In the morning I woke up to black, and a sweet scent lingering just above my nose. “Morning, hubby. Parents aren't home yet. Mind giving me some oral this morning?" I obliged. I ate her and said something flattering about bottling her arousal and selling it as a line of fragrances/energy drinks before my parents got home at about 9 am, where they met me in my bedroom. Mom especially was elated.

“Jay! It's so good to see you! How was your first birthday-versary all alone?" My dad leaned down to hug me and give me a peck on the cheek.

“To be honest, Ma?" I looked to Brittany and smiled. “Best day ever." She nodded. “Lu-ray."

A/N: Yeah, it's a complete rewrite. Hope you liked it. At this point, future me should have stuff for my commissions. Yeah, if I can swing it, I'mma do commissions because I need a job soooooo. Yeah. In case dumbass future me doesn't put this in the very beginning, here's my Discord server: https://discord.gg/mSASJ9n put request stuff there AND NOT IN THE COMMENTS! Ty :DDDD <3<3<3<3<3<3<3