Double Team 1 (Patreon)

Ever had Char and Aria try to seduce you simultaneously? No? That sounds overkill?

...This poor girl agrees.

"Oh, check out THAT one!" Aria pointed one of her ribbons at an eevee girl looking lost near the bar, aiming a predatory grin at her husband.

"Poor thing, she definitely seems like she needs us," Char added with a nod, his glow in the dark ears leaving an afterimage in the dark club.

The pair of them were here to pick up college kids in a way that would have been creepy if both of them didn't still -look- twenty; and would have been cheating if both of them didn't share, but as it was, most people on campus knew about the old 'eon couple with championship-level physiques who you should never, ever go with if you aren't supremely sexually confident.

Most people actually socially active, that is, Eve was not, this had been her first club outing and the friend who dragged her ditched her immediately, but after seeing that the petite eevee girl was wearing an everstone necklace, the couple grinned at each other even wider and started making their way over to the girl

Eve had consigned herself to the roll of designated driver and the smart-decision-maker if her friend ever came back. She was nursing a lemonade on the bar, unaware of the imminent danger she was in and only barely aware of the fact that she was, in fact, totally surrounded and not just staring at a wall of Umbreon beef in front of her. At 4'6”, not even scratching five feet even if you counted the ears, she wasn't exactly at the pinnacle of height, but on an eyeball the fur-covered beefwall in front of her looked nearly as wide as she was tall!

As his arm slid onto the bar, she could get a better idea of where his pecs ended and his biceps, or was it triceps, began. Her own brown cheeks blushed as she noticed that just about every bit of him was bulging in one way or another, she shifted back in her seat and reached to ensure her necklace was still there, her basic black cocktail dress covering her as she backed up and into his partner, her head hitting against her breast as her ears swung down with embarrassment, then a slight bit of scarousal as she saw the look on the Sylveon's face.

"I..uhh...umm...hi" She spoke quietly, trying to curl up with her drink as her tail wrapped around her hip, legs pressed together as her eyes darted between the two of them, unsure which one to look at, or even where on them to look. So much tantalizing body was on display, and she was very grateful that she chose to keep herself as Eve that night.

A ribbonlike feeler from the sylveon reached out to her nervous hands... and put them on the umbreon's bicep, having her feel him up as he casually flexed. Another feeler touched her chin, tilting it up and aiming it -squarely- at the wall of abs. "Hi~" he returned with a casual smile and a flirty voice. "Rough night alone?" he asked to her face, while behind her the sylveon sat down.

They towered over her even seated, both of them being around 7' tall, huge for the species - for anybody really - and their outfits didn't help. The umbreon had on a glow in the dark fishnet top that highlighted his own ring markings, while the sylveon was wearing what was probably an evening gown, but on her enormous body it could only hope to be a little black dress. 

"The hubby and I like to think of ourselves as mentors," the sylveon added, which was true, if you considered 'an ongoing bet over who could make the most eevee evolve' a form of mentorship. "And it seems like there's a lot of things you might need tonight."

Eve had let out a yelp as the ribbons wrapped around her, though it quickly turned into a squeak as she felt the sheer power he was packing. Her fingers spread on their own, reaching over the thick bump under her grip. Her ears were more or less flat on her head, but quivered with the delight of the touch of him as his short fur climbed up the sides of her hand. And then she heard both of them speaking.

Her body shook from their honey-sweet voices, deceptively smooth for how utterly massive they both were while still allowing for her to fully feel how powerful they were without contact. Her hand still didn't leave him as she spun around, looking behind her and coming face to face with a wall of tit, needing to look further up to see the sylveon's face. "I...I me-..." She stammered out a few half-words and noises, getting just enough of her social footing to finally form a sentence. "I...I'm here with a friend." Of course, said friend was nowhere nearby and, in fact, was busy with a 6'2” lycanroc on the far end of the club. Her and several other women.

Eve managed to get her lips on the straw of her drink, downing a few swallows without taking her hand off of the Umbreon the entire time. "I mean, what would you...help...with?" She asked, trying to assert any sort of control over the conversation and instead walking right into their embrace with a giant 'devour me' sign on her back.

"Confidence," Char said, smacking the butt of a passing azumarill, and smiling at her when she turned to hit him, whispering in her ear in a way that made her knees go weak before he simply waved her off.

"Personal growth," Aria added, putting her arms behind her head in a way that made her biceps clip her ears, before stretching out in her seat... and sending her feelers up to brush the rafters... and bend them slightly.

"Knowing what you want," Char grabbed one of Aria's loose feelers and pulled her towards him, dragging Eve along with her to sit between the two.

"And when to just take it," Aria grabbed Char's round, bulbous ears like handles and pulled him in for a kiss, their pecs and chins framing Eve's face.

"But -most- of all," they spoke in unison as they smirked at each other. "We want to show you how an eevee can develop."

Eve was completely flustered by their display, a whine came out of her at some point and red made itself very well known in her face as it settled in. Something in her brain short circuited as she watched them, being so casually moved about as they came around her and forced her to press into both of them. A nervous hand went to her necklace again, fidgeting with it like a worry stone as she wiggled in place, managing to find an angle where she could at least see their eyes if not their faces.

"I mean, that's...kinda...my big thesis..." she stammered out, her brain finally finding something to send to her mouth. "How Eevees can develop and respond to stimuli around them." The irony was completely lost on her. Her hair and facial fur were still mussed up from being smushed between them briefly, and her spare hand was doing what it could to flatten it out. Her tail had completely betrayed her though, managing to curl against Aria's thigh and even balance herself on it slightly.

"But...what were you thinking about...showing me?" It was almost like watching a 'what not to do' video. Every innuendo, every entendre, double and single, she was waltzing straight through the minefield with the seeming goal of stepping on each one. 

"I like to think we nicely embody our respective evolutions," Aria said, blatantly ignoring the fact that no other sylveon had an eight pack.

"So I suppose we'd teach you those," Char nodded, like he was just now getting it.

"Affection," Aria drew Eve's head back into her chest, breasts smothering the ear tips - not enough to muffle the pair, but enough to make her flush further.

"And pleasure," Char teased his fingers along Eve's arms, coming up to her neck and beginning to undo her necklace slowly, giving her a chance to stop him. A gesture that was clearly deliberate from how her bra seemed to already be unhooked as soon as his hands got near.

"We'd be happy to make that part of your thesis."

Eve snapped her hand to his as she felt her necklace coming undone, something deep in the back of her brain overriding the arousal she was fighting at the front. Of course, this just meant her fingers were now wrapped between his and her hand, barely the size of his palm, was fully at his mercy. It also meant that her barely-there chest was pushed out just that much more as Aria closed her chest around her head, the sound of her heartbeat filling Eve's skull with vibration.

"I...I mean....there's some research to suggest there's a causal link be-between aro...affection and...evolution." Her hand gripped tighter on the necklace as she fell back on the first words to come to mind. "I...could maybe study it more?" And with that, she dove right off of the heavily marked cliff, her brain having worked its way into actually wanting to go with the two of them. "You both seem to know something about it." She wiggled her neck forward just slightly, as much as she could to get Char's hand away from her neck as she started to relax into Aria's embrace.

"I don't think I got your names?" She tilted her head slightly, free hand adjusting the strap on her dress and not even noticing her bra was loose. "I'm Eve. Eve Renard."

"Charles Rich," the umbreon fully undid her necklace, coiling it up, wrapping it in a napkin, and sliding it into her pocket, "But everybody calls me Char."

"Aria Rich," the sylveon added, wrapping a ribbon around Eve's waist and 'helping' her to her feet as they both stood. "It's -very- nice to meet you."

Eve was putty in her feelers, and the feeling that she was either doing something very good or very bad only intensified when the couple had a limousine pull around and dragged her into the back. Inside, sitting between the two studs, Eve barely had time to wonder at them before the doors were shut, the car was driving... and the pair of them were -immediately- stripping down. Char undid his designer belt and dropped his leather pants enough for twelve inches of sweaty monster cock to flop out, and take only a few moments more to reach full hardness. His sweat smelled like cheri berries, she couldn't help but notice, as one of Aria's ribbons started to wrap around it. 

"Guests always get first dibs," Aria nodded politely, one of her slender actual fingers tapping Eve's back towards her boytoy, "or you could just wait to see how it's done."

Eve had relaxed slightly into Aria's various embraces. All that relaxation went right out the window as Char whipped out his cock, the scent of him filling the vehicle as quickly as her nostrils, a shudder running through her body as her legs pressed together once more. The light tap from Aria knocked her forward and along the seat, on her palms with his shaft less than a foot from her face as she got a close look at it, barely able to piece together what she was looking at with it. Pitch black, as thick as her wrist if not more, and already seeming to point at her as if waiting.

"I....I've never..." she blushed, a hand slowly going halfway there before pausing, coming to rest on his thigh. "I mean, it's...huge! I don't even know if it'll fit inside me!" She blurted out, then she got quiet as she leaned in, worried she'd committed some faux pas against her hosts. "I mean I can try, but I don't know if it'll...work." She reached forward again, this time brushing her fingers along the underside of it as she started to wrap them around, gingerly stroking it as if afraid she would hurt him.

"There's an easy way to find out!" Aria wasn't one to wait for cock, and suddenly a tendril pressed down on Eve's head, shoving her face first into the orange-sized plump balls of the umbreon, and filling her nose with his scent entirely. Up close, she noticed something... concerning. He smelled a lot like incense. More like incense than incense did; if the censers were meant to -replicate- pheromones... These were the real thing.

And had at least some of the same effect. Eve's reflexes didn't let her catch the moment Char struck, shoving his cock down her throat, but as she sat, neck distended, doubled over into his crotch, with his massive, masculine hand on the back of her head and supporting her against his nuts... Well, clearly a lot had happened. And given that it hadn't hurt, she must be at least a -bit- stretchier than her default.

"See, it's easy~"

Eve could feel her nostrils burning as the masculine scent rolled off of him. Despite the sweetness, there was nothing to call it other than purely masculine. His cock was strong enough to assert its shape in her throat, thick enough that she was struggling to get anything down that wasn't more of it, and his balls were each big enough to be a challenge on their own. She was so focused on the sheer sensation of him that she wasn't even aware of what his mere presence was doing to her. As the scent of him rolled through her nostrils and took root though, she soon found out.

She had only a scant few seconds between her brain realizing what was going on and everything happening at once. The good news, as she could figure, was that 'only' a few things were going on. The bad news was that it very clearly indicated a few other things were about to happen too. Her throat tightened around his shaft, even as her throat strained to take him even deeper, a wet gurgle coming from her lips as what air could slip out did. A hand moved to her hips to hike her dress up slightly before diving her fingers to her panties, already ruined from the...well, calling it a stain was a bit silly when there wasn't a thread un-strained on her. She was gushing between her legs, and her fingers were only doing so much as they fought to get any sort of depth into her, even getting a whine hummed onto Char's cock as she fought her own body and arousal.

Aria seemed like she said something sassy, but Eve was already too lust drunk to hear it. Getting hot-boxxed with hyper musk meant she was cumming just from having her face fucked before they were halfway home, and that did not -remotely- inspire her partners to slow down. She faintly remembered her clothes getting shredded off of her, something thick and -amazing- forcing its way into her front and back simultaneously, and gushing so much that the carpeted floor of the limo actually flooded, but it wasn't until the door finally opened and she -poured- out onto the gardens of an enormous mansion that her brain started up again. 

Eve was vaguely aware that time had passed to some extent, or at least that it was continuing in a semi-linear fashion. She absolutely could not say how long she spent fingering herself while doing her best to swallow a cock as big as her forearm, and she wasn't even entirely sure who it was attached to anymore. The first thing that brought her out of her stupor was the splash of her own fluids hitting the pavement when the door opened, and even then there was a bit of a delay that meant she was fully inside the mansion before her brain was ready to take any control away from her arousal.

"Holy ffffff.....that...where...when am..?" She trailed off, her head starting to swing around as she reacclimated with her surroundings. Gone was the club, and now she was standing in a building that looked more expensive than her entire life up to this point. Her arms went to either of her escorts, both Aria and Char getting a weak grip on their forearm from her as she stumbled forwards, the last scraps of clothing falling off of her and leaving just her necklace intact for the moment. "I don't think I can walk." She managed to squeak out.

"They usually can't," Char said as he picked her up, carrying her bridal-style. It didn't help. Being pressed back against his sweat-soaked, very naked, still rock hard body. Although he was fairly gentle carrying her, taking smooth steps up to the door and inside a dark mansion.

"Welcome to Chateau Rich," Aria added, no more clothed than her hubby, waving at the limo driver before holding the door open for the two of them. "The name's not as ironic as you'd think, it's his name but my money. Which means I should probably be a good host. Bedroom, nursery, sex dungeon, or kitchen?"

Eve reflexively curled against Char's broad chest, hands exploring into the nooks and curves of muscle that she found, joined occasionally by her tongue as she got comfortable against him. Her tail curled around his wrist as it lazily swayed about, pulling her even deeper into his pecs as her body bounced with his heartrate. It took a moment for Aria's words to reach her, ears perking up as she fumbled for her necklace once more.

"Sex dungeon?" The words left her lips more or less as she realized the setup she'd been handed, and her legs tucked in out of anticipation and fear. "I mean...it makes sense you'd have one, right? Maybe it's better to see somewhere you spend less time, like...like...." She trailed away once more, unable to really finish the thought or even blurt out any other normal room in a house.

"It's a mansion, hon. I've got rooms I don't even think I know about.... which y'know what? Fair! It'll be like exploring a mystery dungeon." Aria accepted the suggestion of 'somewhere random' and picked Char up over her head, while he was still holding Ev,  taking the stairs three at a time before dashing down a long hallway and back a few times, getting herself good and lost before picking a door and opening it to... a parlor room full of old wooden furniture and porcelain tea sets.

"Looks like it's teatime. Suppose that adds leafeon to our list of options~" Aria spoke, as Char sat silently down on a couch in the room, balancing Eve's much smaller body over his torso, leaving her straddling his cock and her head buried in his pecs... before Aria held out her hand and started oozing solid gold, a horsecock-shaped double ended dildo made of rose gold forming from her fingers, before she brought it to Eve's crotch, teasing her clit with it just a bit and -nodding- before she began to put it on. 

"So, Char had one turn, that means I'm up next to see how hard you have to get fucked before you evolve."

The thought landed in Eve’s ear as a trail of her own arousal dripped onto the floor behind them, possibly getting a bit excited just from being near the two of them as well. Her hips popped out on their own as Char settled her down, wiggling over his shaft in anticipation of a further plowing as she looked back over her shoulder just in time to see Aria's feat of creation. THAT got her attention for sure, and another gust from between her legs made sure the elegant couch was fully ruined from the stain.

"Wha...how did yooooOOOUUUUU~!" Her voice trailed up and out as Aria teased her with that massive dildo, panting for air when she remembered she needed to breathe. "I...I shouldn't evolve though, right? That's what Everstones do?" She brought her hand to her necklace again...and found it entirely absent. Her entire body tensed as she frantically tried to recall where it had wound up, which proved exactly the wrong move as it pushed her onto that massive dildo and got a louder scream out of her as her body started shaking.

Getting suffocated on raw pheromones, to Eve's horror, counted as a warm up. Aria was somewhere between a bondage master and just crazy, going to town with her inhumanly heavy false dick as the eevee girl went from getting topped on the armchair, to getting wallbanged against Char's back, to getting held up entirely by Aria's feelers and used like an onahole. Her sniffer occasionally tracked the umbreon by musk, determining that he was sometimes on Aria's other side, sometimes at her feet; and one memorable time fingering the only holes she had not already in use; but it was hard to keep track of anything besides the constant, throbbing pleasure. 

She had never cum this many times just as an eevee before. She ruined another round of upholstery, two, four, ten squirts from her own body soaking the room without her own pheromones even managing to cut through the married couple's, and was well on her way to losing track of that as well when it finally happened.

Her brain felt like it was being forced out of her head as her body did what it could to make more room for the utterly massive shaft making its way into her, even if it wasn't real. Her body didn't seem to mind when it was pressing her cervix in, at the very least. It was even enough to shoot past the panic of having lost her everstone and needing to focus more on any sort of consciousness. But between her body being used, pleasured, and teased all in what felt like the same minute, it was simply too much for the poor girl. With a new scream, her entire body trembled again, her fur standing up just a bit more as she slowly started to change.

“Oh, that’s surprising,” the couple said at once.