05

“Oi, Marcus! Get your keister out of bed!We're leaving!”

Marcus groaned as he tried to roll out of bed. He had to slide his now flaccid dick out of Leilah's ass, a reward for winning the game yesterday, to get up and answer the door. Knocking at this Infernal hour was Mick, in all of his six foot glory. “What the hell?”

“We gotta get a move on it before the sun get's a head start on us.” Mick patted Marcus on the shoulder. “And ya might wanna get some clothes on, other wise ye'll just end up attractin' more ferals than we've gotta deal with.” Mick walked away to leave a yawning Marcus to close the door and get ready.

Mick was just checking over Jen, Sally, Nancy, and Barbra. The four girls were all Ponytaurs, each one hooked up to the cart in a two by two formation. Jen and Sally were at the front of the team with Nancy behind Sally and Barbra behind Jen. “Well, glad to see you out and about. Come one, it's a three day trip.”

Marcus nodded groggily as he threw his pack up into the back along with the rest of the load. “So, where's the other guy?”

“I'm assuming you mean me.”

Marcus spun around to see another guy walking out of the PokèCenter. He wasn't much on looks, the average Joe-Shmoe. “Marcus.”

“John Smith.” Marcus rolled his eyes as he got up into the back of the cart. He pulled a ball off of his belt and released Nani. “You've got first watch.” He handed her the 'Dex and pointed out the general route that he thought that they would be taking. If they were going to avoid the forest and stick to the slightly clearer sections next to the mountains then there were only so many paths they could take, especially when they got to the rivers.

“Fine,” was all Nani said as she took flight. She circled around as everyone finished getting packed up. She beat her wings three times, propelling her to the north east.

“I don't mean to pry or anything, but is there going to be some reward for the League if we get this done without any problems?” John asked. He was munching on an apple as he sat up in the front of the cart with Mick.

“Sure. I think the ladies back at the 'Center said that we'd all get something.” Mick said as he leaned back. He pulled his hat, one that looked similar to the old fashioned Cowboy hats, over his face. “Oi Jen. Let's pick up the pace to about a slow trot. Yer gonna get a work out this week.” Up fron Jen nodded, the cart jerking very little as they picked up a bit more speed.

Marcus talked idly with John for the rest of the day. They had a moving lunch, but they stopped for half an hour for the Ponytaurs to graze on a berry bush they passed. Nani was a blessing in disguise. They were forced to go around a large Wasp nest that they had come across, but by now they were to far out in the wilderness of Hazzard for it to matter much. John still reported it though, hoping for some small reward.

“Hey Mick.” Marcus called out as he glanced under the large blanket that covered the cargo.

“Yeah Marcus?” Since they had stopped for the night Mick was unhooking the team from the cart. All four of the ladies shifted back into their human forms to help set up the camp for the night.

“What've you got back here? It feels like I've been traveling all day on a pack of rocks.” Marcus rubbed his backside, which he swore was gonna have a large bruise.

“Close enough. There's a reason I wanted you blokes to help protect the cart.” Mick walked over and pulled back the cover to reveal a large wheel. Underneath the wheel was what looked to be the thing that it was going to be put in to make it spin. Right where Marcus was sitting was a medium sized collection of stones.

John whistled as he looked. “You've got to have at least thirty stones here.”

“It's 45 actually.” Mick said as he watched John go through the evolution stones. He pointed to where there was another PokèPack that was sitting next to Marcus's. “And there's about fifty or sixty girls in there. I haven't really check to see what all's in there.”

“Dude, there's something I've been wanting to know.” Marcus asked. For a while he had been trying to place Mick's accent, but right now it was just driving him crazy not knowing.

“What's that?”

“Where the hell you from?” Marcus smacked himself when Mick said that he hailed from the Orange League. “That's where it is. Hope you guy's don't mind, but I've got some shit to take care of.” Marcus pulled three balls off of his belt. He released Mika, Anahi, and Jira from their pokèballs. Mika and Anahi were sent for food. Marcus then released Sonja. Him and the AmazonKapoeraa started running the Tigress through some of the Martial Arts that he had been teaching to the rest of his harem. Jira picked up on some of it easily. It wasn't long before him and his entire harem was training by the campfire.

“I'm impressed. I didn't think anyone could up with them girls the way you do.” Mick turned away from the large cache of rabbits and birds that Anahi and Mika had brought back.

“Heh. They're called Blood Gifts. There's Agility, Balance, Flexibility, and Mimetic Memory. But there's also the Rebel curse and the PokèBoy Gene, phase 3.” Marcus broke down his entire genetic make up, at least everything he was told by the 'Center back in Wood when he got his Tamer's License.

“Come on guys, get to bed. Tame only the girls ya need to. We're getting another early start tomorrow.” Marcus followed Mick's suggestions, letting the harem tame themselves. Sonja was the one that spent him company that night, the rest packed away in their balls safely for the night.

Marcus woke up with a sore back. He looked around in alarm when it suddenly sank in that he was tied up to a tree, Mick along side of him. “What the fuck's going on!?”

Two guys came out from the other sided of the cart. They grinned as they looked down on him and the beaten up elder man. “Look who's finally awake. Guess that you didn't practice enough if you ended up like this.”

Marcus recognized the voice. “John, you Titmouse bastard. When I get out of this I swear that I'm going to rip your dick off and shove it down your throat.” Marcus warned.

“Yeah right. Here's what's going to happen. You're going to tell me what your password is for your PokèPack. Then I'm going to get the one from Mick. Then I'm going to walk away happily as you two stay tied to the tree for the ferals to pick your bones clean.”

Marcus spit on the masked face, the thick slob of saliva nailing John right in the eyes. He cussed as he pulled back. He ripped the mask off and wiped his eyes free of spit. He let out a chuckle, “You're going to pay for that. T!” From out of nowhere there a girl jumped up from the ground below. There was no entrance or any disturbance to the ground as she appeared, she just popped up like a ghost. “Teach this bastard some manners. Just don't kill him..... yet...”

Marcus struggled against the ropes as the girl with the metallic hair slowly reached out and touched him on the chest. Marcus screamed out in pain as a large wattage of electricity arched through his body. When the surge stopped Marcus was numb all over. After a moment's reprieve another surge of electricity passed through his body. “I'll fucking kill you!” Marcus screamed after the fourth volt of electricity passed through him. He snarled as John just sat back and laugh.

“That'll never happen. So, feel like telling me the password?” John asked as two other men started ruffling through the stuff on the cart.

“Hey, who's getting this bastard's girls?” One of them asked as they came over and kicked Marcus in the face. Marcus spit out a bit of blood as John laughed.

“One I put her through a Level 5, me,” John said as he twirled Marcus's belt around. “You saps get the OL guy's girls.” Marcus screamed again as another surge passed through him.

“Okay, okay.” Mick was awake by now. “I'll tell ya mine, just leave the poor lad alone.” Marcus shook his head, telling Mick to leave him be.

“I'm fine man, just don't let these bastards get away with anything.” Marcus stared into the eyes of the girl that had been electrocuting him for the past hour or so. She looked away as she slowly sank back into the ground, telling John that she needed to recharge her power supply.

“Looks like you got off easy. Guess we'll have to do this the old fashioned way.” John said as he cracked his knuckles. The amount of time it took John to walk over to him Marcus was able to look around, though it looked like his head was just lolling from side to side. There was a bit more than a full harem between the three of them. The ones he was able to recognize were a Tigress, a Hound, a Pinchit, a Foxx, and a Catgirl. The other three were obscured to much for him to get a good look at. There wasn't anyone other than Marcus tied to a tree and Mick as John came over, so Marcus took that as his chance.

With a loud roar Marcus activated the tattoo on his back, the one that turned him into a beast. John fell over backwards as Marcus began to grow and broke free of the ropes. He hadn't been told about the tattoos, Marcus had kept that tid-bit of information to himself. Marcus grabbed hold of his belt in John's hands with his feet. There was no time to go through and release all of his girls one-by-one, so Marcus did the next best thing. He crushed the balls in his belt. The instant release mechanism kicked in, releasing Sonja, Mika, Anahi, Leilah, Nani, and Jira all at once. The entire encampment was shocked for a moment at what had just happened. “GET THEM!” Marcus roared. That was the signal for everyone to move.

Jira intercepted the other Tigress and the Catgirl. The Catgirl was taken down easy enough, she just didn't have the experience that she and the other Tigress had. The two faced off against each other growling and hissing at each other. Jira brought her hands up like Marcus had taught her, her hands turned out wards. The other Tigress must not have been training properly.

When the other Tigress attacked Jira grabbed her arm and pulled in. “Attack the joints. They can't move if you tear out their tendons.” Marcus's voice came drifting back to her from earlier. Jira used her claws and slashed underneath the other Tigress's arm, cutting her from her chest up to her shoulder. Jira twisted the arm as she ducked underneath the girl's captive arm. Bringing the Tigress's captive arm up underneath her left arm Jira sat down while pulling up, breaking the limb at the elbow. The Tigress howled in pain at her broken arm, but she didn't give up. Jira's right leg was slashed by the Tigress's claws. Jira brought both hands together above her head and slammed them down right on top of the Tigress's head, the double fisted Megaton Punch breaking the other girl's neck.
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Sonja danced around the Pinchit as the girl lunged at her again in attempts to get the dancing AmazonKapoeraa between her pincers. Sonja spun around as the Pinchit rushed pasted her. Sonja's leg came swinging up, around, and down on the back of the Pinchit's left leg. The girl might have had an armor like plating covering her, but it was mostly on the front. Sonja flipped over the front of the Pinchit as she charged her again, her head held forward in another attempt to catch her in the horns. There was no alteration to the attack. “You think that you and that just try to kill my Master and get away with it?” Sonja's hand started to waver from view as if it was being looked at through smoke. “That, bitch” Sonja said as she drew her right arm back, “is a mistake you'll never make again.” Sonja's right arm was thrown forward in a punch. A hazy beam shot out, the size of her fist. The Chi Blast hit the Pinchit square in the chest, sending her flying back into a tree.
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Anahi growled and barked at the Hound. The two were barking at each other, each one crouched low as they circled. “Anahi, stop playing around and protect Marcus!” Anahi knew that was what she had to do. Marcus had passed out due to the electrocutions and then Monster-ing Out. Anahi lunged forward, biting the hound in the leg. The Hound snarled as she used Pummel on the candid biting her leg. Anahi shook her head, trying to tear the limb off of the girl. When the blows raining down on her back started to add up Anahi released the leg from her mouth, grabbed the Hound around the waist, picked the Dog Type up, and ran. Slamming the back of the Hound into a tree Anahi didn't stop. Over and over again she slammed her shoulder into the midsection of the Hound while slamming her into the tree.

Tossing the Hound to the side Anahi rushed her again, this time she jumped forward. Flipping forward once Anahi brought the Crescent Kick down on the standing Hound's shoulder. The kick was even more devastating when Anahi's clawed foot ran down the front of the girl's body. Four deep slashes ran down from the Hound's right shoulder and down her chest. As soon as she landed Anahi took only a slight second to regain her footing before jumping into a back hand spring, something she learned from Sonaj. Her right foot, the one that had given the Hound the crimson wounds, caught the stunned Hound beneath her jaw. The Hound was sent flying back, the strength of the kick snapping her head back. When it looked like the Hound wasn't getting back up she glanced over at Marcus, only to see a sleek curvy figure on fire walk towards him. “MASTER!”
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Mika dodged one way to avoid being gouged by the Herakunt's Horn Attack, and bend her body another to avoid being blown into a tree by the Butttitsfree. Mika had to sacrifice her shirt in order to make a mask, a small defense against the Buttitsfree powders being blown around. Mika crawled through the tree tops, the Herakunt following her. She glanced to the side. Grabbing hold of the branch with a String Shot. She pulled the branch back, connecting the other end to the branch ahead of her. Mika ran along the underside of a branch when the Herakunt caught up to her. The Herakunt only had small claws to help her climb trees, she couldn't cling to them the way the Spiderwoman was able to.

The Buttitsfree had lost track of the Spiderwoman when she disappeared behind the tree. Her partner, the Herakunt, was the one she was following. She was fluttering slowly behind the Herakunt, being careful not to coat the girl with her poisonous powders. “Be careful. She has to be around here somewhere.” The Herakunt nodded in approval. The Herakunt ripped up a locust branch to get it out of the way. She swore as it was yanked out of her hand. The branch was the trigger for the locust branch that was pulled back. The branch snapped forward, clubbing the Buttitsfree in her whole body. The large thorns that grew on the tree's limbs were driven into the frail bug girl's tiny body.

The Herakunt jumped down from the tree to check on her partner. There was no way that the Buttitsfree survived the blow. There was a large bruise across the tiny bug girl's chest with several large thorns embedded in the body, including one that went through her eye and another through her throat. There was the sound of a snapping twig behind her. Turning around she readied herself incase of an attack. What she wasn't expecting was for a glob of webbing to hit her in her back, nullifying the use of her wings.

“You made a gave mistake.” The voice drifted through the trees as if the area was haunted. “One that isn't your fault, but that of your Master's. To bad you'll pay the price for it.” The Herakunt turned around, trying to grab hold of the webbing blocking the use of her wings. She fell over backwards, a large rock hitting her in her head. Shaking the blow off she looked down to where the rock was attached to a length of webbing, which explained how it was hurled at her so hard. She looked around, dodging another large rock that came zooming towards her.

“FIGHT ME!” The Herakunt was screaming in fury. Rocks were coming out at her from all over, making it seem like there were multiple attackers. She glanced up as a shadow fell over her, but it was to late. Mika had used her webbings to catapult herself downwards in a makeshift Drill Kick. Mika landed on the Herakunt's face, stomping her into the ground. “Marcus,” she whispered before running back towards the campsite.
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Sonja ran across the campsite as fast as she could. There was a flaming Foxx walking over to Marcus, who was now reverted back to his naked human state and unconscious. She called out for the Foxx's attention, successfully getting it. The Foxx looked up to see a pair of feet coming directly at her. She dodged the blow, but when she turned around she was Tackled from behind by Anahi. Standing up the Werewolf girl kept her clawed foot on the back of the Foxx's head. “Foxx burns Anahi, and Anahi kills.” The message was picked up by the Foxx loud and clear.
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Nani moved through the trees quickly. She may not have had the ability to track like Anahi, Mika, or even Leilah for that matter. But on the soft earth it wasn't that hard to follow the footsteps of a trio of frightened Team Members. She was faster than them as well, which was a bonus. It was also helpful that the idiots had left all of their protection back at the campsite. Nani easily rounded up the frightened men, she nearly laughed when John tried to punch her. She grabbed hold of his fist as he punched and tapped him in the head with an armored fist. She kept her strength under control so she wouldn't kill the bastard, even though he deserved it.
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Leilah had no problems with the Godiva. The stuck up little princess was to worried about her hair to come close. Leilah scooped up a wad of mud and tossed it into the air. As expected the Godiva paid more attention to the ball of mud that might land on her hair instead of the Skunkette closing in on her. Leilah spun around and doused the Godiva with a a double dosage of Itch Musk. Almost instantly the girl fell to the ground, scratching all over. Leilah had to admit one thing however, the Godiva did manage to keep her hair clean.
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“Hey! Alpha! How about tying these three up for me?” Nani asked as she dropped the three guys. She had them slung across her shoulders like several large bags of potatoes. She was on her way back to the campsite as well when she ran across the Spiderwoman swinging through trees. Mika hardly turned around as she used her Impact Webbing. Nani barely had time to drop the guys as the sticky ball of webs exploded upon contact of the three men. Nani left the three of them down on the ground, stuck to themselves and the foliage around them.
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Sonja stood above her unconscious Master as the madness around the campsite seemed to die down. When they realized that their Tamers had left them most of the girls all stopped, those that were living and conscious, that is. Sonja calmed down Mika and Nani when they returned. Everything was alright, but the assailing pokègirls still needed to be dealt with.

“Jesus. These three nearly killed Marcus.” Mick was cut up, but he was alive. “Is he gonna be alright?”

Sonja hoped that it would work, she pulled out the P-Med dispenser and repeatedly used it on Marcus until it was empty. She was refilling the dispenser to administer another set of dosage when Mika grabbed her hand. Sonja looked up to see the Spiderwoman shaking her head. “You give him any more of that stuff and who knows what'll happen. Don't forget it's not really meant for humans.”

“She's right ya know.” Mick said as he put the dispenser back into the PokèPack. He passed it back to Marcus's girls. He then walked off with Nani, returning with one of the tamers over his shoulder. Their clothes had been stripped, and what balls they did have on them were used to recall all of the living girls. Mick reached down to his recovered pokèballs and let out his only other girl besides the Ponytaur, his Electrocat Tabby. She helped pack up the camp. With Marcus unconscious for who knows how long and all doped up on P-Meds there was no telling what was going to happen.

Anahi sat in the back with Marcus, holding him against her body as the cart was pulled as fast as the four Ponytaur could go safely. “Master will be okay,” Anahi repeated the same thing time, after time, after time again as if it was a spell that was going to make Marcus wake up.

Nani looked down at the wagon. She was tracking anything aerial that looked like it might be an obstacle. There wasn't much, just a few flocks of Pigeys and a flock of Mikilas. Nani was abel to scare the Pidgey's away, and the Mikilas flew as fast as they could away as well, though it wasn't because they were scared. Nani had made it look like she was challenging them to an aerial race. When she dropped back the Mikilas were to busy trying to out race each other to care about her. Nani could see the city in the distance, but there was still quite a bit of land separating the wagon and Pousse. “Hey, get back here. Marcus is waking up.” Sonja's voice came in over her headset. Spilling the air under her wings Nani dove back to the earth. She glided down through the few large trees until she meet the cart. Just as Sonja said Marcus was up and at 'em.

“So what's the damage?” Marcus asked as he accepted the large offering of fruit. He tilted his head as Anahi licked his neck. He couldn't have been awake for more than a minute, and Anahi had already licked every part of his body. Swearing that he was fine, Marcus ate the offered fruit. He was hungrier than hell, but for some reason he felt like every bite was going to cause him to hurl.

“We can wait until tomorra to continue. You need to rest up and recover your strength. You nearly died today.” Mick said as he flipped through the screen on his own pack. He stopped and extracted the PPHU that was stored. He also released Tabby.

“Yeah right. We never gonna make it time if we do that. Screw me and screw recovering. We moving forward, even if I've gotta pull this damned cart myself.” Marcus said. He was done reassuring everyone that he was fine, for the umpteenth time since he'd been awake. He slowly peeled back the peel of a banana while everyone around him was sucked into her pokéball one by one.

“You sure kid? Nobody'd blame ya for wantin' to take a breatha.” Mick accepted Marcus's 'balls and started running them one by one through the healing process. It was the third ball when he finally conceded Marcus's will. “Fine, we'll go forward.”

“Thanks for letting me heal my girls.” Marcus said as he released the healed. To pass the time Marcus started singing the only thing that he could think of. “This is the song that doesn't end. Yes it goes on and on my friends. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because, this is the song that never ends.”

Marcus was at least on his thirtieth time trough when everyone was finally healed. When Sonja was released she started singing it as well. Marcus didn't even remember where he has learned the song, he just sort of knew it. Leilah wanted to learn the song so Marcus and Sonja spent the better part of fifteen minutes teaching her the words. She knew it all, she just had a few problems getting them in the right tense. Mick on the other hand, was getting tired of the song.

“You sing one more verse and I'll throw ya into a pack of Vixxens in heat.” Mick shoved Marcus and ignored the warning growl from Anahi. “Oi, look up ahead. There's the river. We ought to be getting close now.”

Marcus called up to Nani on the headset. Sure enough it was the river, which meant that there was only a few miles left until they reached Pousse. Marcus relayed Nani's directions. She was leading them to a large bridge that had been built over the chasm. “Thanks. Don't know what I'd do with out you.” Marcus said as they reached the bridge. He hopped off the cart and gave Nani a hug of thanks, but he didn't mind that it meant that his head was nestled between soft breasts. Marcus took a quick moment to look down into the chasm below him. There was easily a hundred foot drop before actually hitting the water.

“Yer not afraid of heights are ya?” Mick asked as he made sure everything was tied down.

“Please, I grew up on heights. I was any more used to it and I'd sprout a pair of wings.” Marcus joked. Since he didn't need any extra weight added to what the cart weighted, it was decided that Marcus and Mick would walk over first on foot with the PokèPacks and the stones, then Jen could follow with the others dragging the cart with them. Mika was crossing over with Jen and the other Ponytaur. She'd taken a quick minute to make a strap for them to pull on, that way in case the bridge did give give out then the only thing that was lost was the wheel and cart. Not to mention the three Team members that they'd just been attacked by, John included.

“Alright Jen! Ease 'er on over!” Mick called from the other side.

Slowly and carefully Jen lead the team across the bridge. While it looked sturdy enough there was still some visible damage to it from the weather and years.

“Hey, did you feel something?” Marcus asked as he looked around them. Two giant trees served as the posts for the rope bridge. Smaller trees were scattered around them, but other than that there was nothing else there. Yet Marcus swore that he had felt something watching them.

“Nah. It was probably just your imagination. But go on ahead and let one of your other girls out if ya scared.” Mick grinned.

“I ain't hardly nevah scared.” Marcus shook his head. It was a bit longer than he would have liked, but the cart finally made it across. Repacking everything back into the back of the cart Marcus jumped in the back. With the town only a few miles ahead there wasn't any really any reason to rush, they were already ahead of schedule by a day.

“Tell you what I'm going to do. The first thing I'm gonna do is hand over these three dicks to the police, then I'm getting something with meat. Lots, and lots, and lots of meat.” Marcus said. Anahi nodded in agreement. Marcus leaned back, placing his head between Anahi's breasts. Enjoying the ride Marcus wasn't prepared for the sudden jerking as the front wheels of the cart fell into a wide gap that had appeared out of nowhere.

Marcus cracked his neck. The sudden falling out of the ground had caused his head to bounce free of it's cushioned prison and smack face first into the wheel. Thankfully nothing was broken, but it still hurt like hell. Standing up Marcus leaned over the sides. The wheels were still intact, which was good, but it would take a few minutes to get it unstuck, even with Anahi's strength.

Anahi and Mika set about the task of unloading the prisoners, the wheel, and everything else from the back of the wagon. With everything now unloaded Anahi used that incredible strength of hers to litteratly pick up the wagon and set it on the other side of the small ditch. She wiped her hands together as she seen other do and turned around, a large smile on her wolfish face. The smile faded as she glanced around, looking at everyone. “Where did Master Marcus go?” No matter where she looked she couldn't find Marcus.

Mika looked around quickly. Sure enough Marcus was gone. “Anahi, track.” With a nod of her head Anahi leaped across the ditch and began tracking the last sent Marcus had left. He had started over to a tree where he had marked his territory. He had started to come back when the scent just stopped. Placing a hand on the ground she felt that the ground was much softer and looser than the surrounding area. She scooped up a handful of the dirt and inhaled deeply. Marcus's was definitely mingled with the soil, but there was another, much fainter, scent. She rushed back over to the ditch. It was faint, but the scent was there too. “Pokégirl has Master.” Growling she began digging quickly back where Marcus's scent stopped.
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Marcus felt like he was about to suffocate. He'd been pulled under the ground before he had a chance to yell. He knew that it couldn't have been quicksand, it took much longer than that. Marcus was dragged through the earth when he was finally able to catch his breath. He couldn't see a thing around him. Reaching for his pokèdex Marcus was glad he'd left it in his back pocket. He'd learned long ago to get pants with flaps to prevent his stuff from falling out when he went on his roof top walks with Sonja and Mika, and he was thankful that the habit stuck. Flipping open the 'dex the LCD screen casted an eerie glow around him. Turning the 'dex around Marcus saw one of the most common ferals on this side of the Shaft Mountians.

“Gusanita,” the girl smiled as she grabbed Marcus. The Little Worm Pokégirl shoved his head between her breasts, which were almost non-existent. Quickly the Ground Type's mammaries swelled to a size that couldn't have been anything less than a DD.

Marcus held onto the belt at his waist. There must have been multiples of the pokègirl around, because another set of hands were tearing his pants off, and that something had claws. Marcus hoped that if he was compliant enough that they'd turn him loose after a taming, but the problem was that there was no way to know how many were down here. The glow from the pokèdex revealed very little, and there were no empty balls on his belt. Marcus pulled his head back for a breath of air. It was already hard to breath down in the stale air, and his breathing being restricted even more by the massive breasts weren't helping any.
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Sonja didn't get in Anahi's way. All Canine Pokègirls were able to dig, and some better than other. Getting in the way of a Lupina that was in full Attack Mode, digging desperately for her Master, was a good way to loose either a limb or a life.

Mika paced back and forth desperately. “Come one, we're going.” Mika climbed into the wagon and tapped her foot impatiently. “Nani, fly ahead to Pousse. Find the police, see if we can get the help of another ground type.” Mika watched as the Medra took off running. She leaped up and took to the sky. Mika watched until the Medra was out of view, then she turned back to Mick who was just looking at her like she was the crazy one.

“You wanna leave Marcus down there with what ever's down there?” Mick asked. From what he had gathered all of his girls were almost glued to Marcus at the hips.

“No. I want him back up here safe and sound in my webs. But right now there's only one thing we can do other than staying out of Anahi's way. And that's going for help in Pousse. We know right where he is, and we know that he's still got Jira, and Leilah with him in their balls. They've also all got the communicators.” Mika explained as she waited for Mick to finish climbing up. “Nani's already on her way to the city to let them know, but for all I know she might just be caught by some other damned team or apprehended by the police.”

“Fair enough.” Mick said as he jumped up into the wagon. “You heard the sheila, Jen. Get!” The wagon jerked as all four of the Ponytaur broke out in a run. Mika looked back to where Anahi was still digging furiously into the ground while Sonja hopped around anxiously.
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Marcus felt like he was hanging onto a piece of sandpaper. While he couldn't see, he knew that there were at least four other girls in the underground cavern. At least judging by the number of times his head was shoved between sets of breasts. Marcus was sucked to hardness by some unseen pokègirl, and then thrown back as some girl started ridding him. It probably wasn't one of the Gusanitas, this girl had legs. Admist the moaning he could hear what the other girl was, the gasps of air coming back as 'Randysnatch'. Just leave it to his luck to be caught by one of the only Ground Types that had a libido to rival that of any Fire Type's.

Marcus grunted as the Randysnatch's cunt clamped down on him. She screamed out as she orgasmed again when one of the Gusanita's ripped her off of his member. Marcus was wrapped up in slightly moist coils before his still throbbing member was inserted into another cunt. Marcus was forced to suck on one of the Gusanita's tits by another, but he quickly had to take it out when dirt fell into his mouth. “Come on girls, where are you?” Marcus thought. He wasn't saying anything other than a primal grunt as he was raped.
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Nani landed in front of the Police Station. She didn't care as she ripped the doors off the hinges in an attempt to get inside, but as soon as he was she found herself face to face with no more than a half Dozen pissed off Growtits and another half dozen OfficerJennies. “Master... kidnapped.... ferals..... help....” Nani panted. She had been flying as fast as she could. “Need.... diggers.....”

The Police Station started buzzing. Instantly three EarthMaidens were brought out from seemingly nowhere. “Take us to him,” they handed their balls to Nani, who recalled them and ran back out of the police station with two Growltits right behind her. It took Nani took three beats of her giant wings to get air born, and another three to clear the buildings.

The Growltits waited for the Dragon Type to clear the buildings before following. They were just outside of the city when they were stopped by a Spiderwoman jumping out of a cart drawn by four Ponytaur.

“Were you following the Medra?” Mika asked quickly. The two Police Growltits nodded their heads. “Then follow me. I'm the Medra's Alpha.” Mika couldn't run as fast as she wanted, being forced to slow down in order for the Growltits to be able to catch up, but they still made excellent time.

When they arrived Nani was just touching down at the hole. Anahi was no longer visible, the Lupina already twelve foot down into the ground. “Anahi, come out of there.” Mika called.

Anahi nodded and climbed out as Nani released the three EarthMaidens. The three saw the hole and didn't have to ask any questions. They took a triangle formation around the hole and placed their hands over it. The ground started rumbling as the already large hole that Anahi had dug began to turn like whirlpool. The ground erupted into a fountain that covered everyone with dirt. Sliding their hands in unison to the right the large amount of dirt and rocks they moved was three times that of Anahi. The Growtits jumped in between the EarthMaidens and started letting low powered embers fall. There, at the very end of the darkness, was what looked to be a large cave. At the bottom was a giant mess of bodies that were slithering around.

Marcus was nearly blinded by the sudden light shinning down. Of course the girls that were used to the darkness of the cavern more then him were screaming in pain as their optical orbs were assaulted by the afternoon sun.

Anahi jumped into the hole. Her fall was slowed by the fact that her claws were dug into the side of the walls. Sonja jumped in as well, only she was being lowered by the trio of EarthMaidens along with Mika and the Growltits. Anahi was the first to reach Marcus, who was covered in dirt and missing his clothes. She pulled him from the middle of the wriggling mass of bodies.

Marcus was able to grab his discarded pokèdex before he was dragged out of the mass of bodies by his hands. He didn't even have a say in the matter before he was rushed towards the town. Thankfully his belt was still in tact, and that he hadn't lost any of the 'balls on it. “I'm fine, I promise. Put me down.” Marcus struggled. Despite his best attempts the Growltits didn't let go. One had grabbed his legs, one under each of her arms, and the other was carrying him underneath his shoulders.

“Doesn't matter.” The one carrying his shoulders said as they ran in unison. Marcus had to close his eyes to prevent them from drying out thanks to the little run. No matter which way he turned he wasn't able to pry himself from the grasps of the Growtits. “This would be a lot better if you were able to keep still.” The Growltit at his feet barked. She wasn't thrilled at the fact that she had the Tamer's tail was brushing up against her's.

“That's easy for you to say. You're not the one being carried around like a large bag of potatoes.” Marcus grumbled. They had just reached the entrance to the town, and Marcus sighed as he was being carried around between two Growltits who were dressed up in police mini-skirts, while he was naked. Well, naked with the exception of a belt around his waist with eight pokéballs on it.

Marcus was rushed to the nearest hospital. With him being a Tamer, Marcus guessed that it was just one of the ways that they were instructed at the Police Academy. Marcus was checked into the hospital against his will, of course the bill was against his will as well. Marcus waited at the hospital for nearly two hours before leaving. He headed back to where he was raped by the ferals. “This is getting ridiculous.” Marcus sighed. He pulled the two remaining occupied pokéballs off of his belt and released Jira and Leilah.

“Yay!” Leilah leaped onto Marcus when she saw him naked. She only wore a shirt since anything other than a skirt would just get in the way whenever she wanted to use her Musks. “Taming!”

“No, Lei. Down!” Marcus really needed to learn not to use 'Down' as a substitute for 'Stop' when dealing with Leilah. The Skunkette sank to her knees and inhaled his naked member into her mouth. “Come on, get off of me.” Marcus pulled Lei off of him, much to her disappointment. Marcus explained what had happened after the attack.

“So that why Master tasted of dirt and cum.” Leilah grinned. While she didn't mind the taste of the ferals' cum, the dirt didn't taste that good.

“Yeah. I know. I've got a favor to ask of you two. Think you can track down the rest of the gang?” Marcus asked. Right when Jira was about to answer there was loud howl that Marcus could have recognized anywhere. “Nevermind.” Marcus braced himself as he turned around. Sure enough there was Anahi leading the rest of the gang his way. Knowing full well what was going to happen Marcus braced for a trio of females that tackled him. Mika and Sonja couldn't stop hugging him, and Anahi couldn't stop licking his face.

“Come on. Get off me. I'm naked, it's almost dark out, and all I've had to eat today was a bowl of damned fruit.” Marcus grumbled. His stomach roared in hunger, a rumbling that everyone was everyone was able to hear. Picking himself up Marcus was then picked up by Nani. The Medra draped her wings around the two, leaving Marcus looking like a large baby riding in a carrier. “All I want to do now is get back into town. Find Mick. Find my clothes. Eat a big ass pizza loaded with meat, and then sleep.”

Carried by Nani so he was no longer showing his nakedness, Marcus did just that.