Marcus grinned. Sasha's initiation to the harem had been an entire night long process. Glancing around the room Marcus remembered back to last night. The Jugguar seemed a lot more relax now that she knew that no one in the harem thought she was going to spontaneously go for his jugular. The sounds of showering was all he needed to hear to tell where part of the harem was. Glancing around Marcus was able to tell who was missing. Sasha, Jira, and Rose were most likely in the shower together.
“I'm sorry.” Jira passed the bar of soap to Sasha. Out of all of the girls, she felt the most guilty, as well as the most scared. “It's just that when I saw you, I was thinking back to what my future was beginning to look like.”
“So I'm a walking ghost to you?” Sasha grabbed the rag and tried her best to wash her fur. “Hey Rose. I gotta admit, the bukakke was fun, but let's try to keep it down to a minimum. Your Fruit Juice is harder than hell to wash out of fur.”
Rose grabbed the nozzle head of the shower and gently let the warm water run down her back until she was able to reach her flower. “What? You're saying that if it's Master Marcus then it's fine?” Rose used a tentacle to grab the bottle of shampoo on the counter.
“Hey, semen isn't as hard to wash out as juice.” Sasha was careful not to tear out any fur, she was starting to appreciate the fact that she didn't have much in the way of actual hair.
Jira was a bit happy to have another Animorph in the harem, and even more so since it was another feline. She was just the tiniest but upset about the fact that she didn't have as much in the way of bust, but she didn't mind all that much. “So Rose, how does it feel to meet someone that's even better with her chest than you are?”
“Oh shut up.” Rose rolled her eyes. She used a quick vine to smack the Tigress in the rear, earning a slight yelp and a fit of giggles.
“Hey, you're tied for the biggest breasts in the harem,” Jira explained about Anahi to Sasha, who was looking at her like she was insane.
'No wonder she smelled like a bitch,' Sasha thought as she checked herself out in the mirror. She was looking for any spot on her fur that she'd missed, but it seemed that she had gotten it all.
“And you couldn't have come at a better time. Today's Marcus's birthday,” Jira smirked.
“No kidding. Then how about we go and wake the Birthday Boy up?” Sasha reached for the door, only to find that the referred 'Boy' was standing in the door way.
“No need. I'm already here. So, how about a birthday present?” Marcus grinned as he closed the door. He had just taken his hands and tail and started rubbing between the three's legs, but the celebration was ruined by a knock at the door. “Fuck the Gods.” Marcus pulled on the pants he had discarded during last's night debauchery. “What in the hell do you wa-ha-ha-” Marcus's question had trailed off when he saw his mother standing before him.
“Did you really think that you could escape from your debt? Your sorry tail is ours for the next six months. Oh,” The Sayjin bent down and gave her son a quick kiss on the forehead, “Happy Birthday, my young Prince.”
Marcus shivered. If only she knew what was on his head last night. “Fine.”
“Oh, and another thing.”
“Wha-at?” Marcus just wanted to close the door, go back to bed, and spend his birthday fucking the hell out of his harem.
“You did really well last night. I'm proud to see that all of the training you did paid off with your Endurance.” Kyuri laughed to herself at the exasperated look on her son's face. “The walls aren't very thick, and we're right next door.”
Marcus stood there with his mouth open. The commotion had woken up the rest of the harem, and Sonja walked up behind Marcus and tapped him on the shoulder. “Did your mother just say that she heard us all night long?”
Marcus nodded.
“And did she just compliment you on it?”
Marcus nodded again.
“Well, that was strange.” Sonja stretched as she walked towards the bathroom.
Marcus nodded.
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“Come on.... why in the hell are we taking the damn shuttle?” Marcus groaned as he sat back. His father had bought him a ticket to Woods, and Marcus was being forced to watch a horrible Psi-Dyke flick on the bus. There wasn't no reason for the ride. He was young and healthy, and his bastard of a father was blessed with the Youthful Bloodgift.
“Because there's so many more girls on the bus. Besides, you should be on the look out for potential bedmates.” Timothy eyed the ass of a Babeoon as she walked by with her Tamer. “Now that one's a thing of beauty.”
“Heh. I've seen better.” Marcus opened his window. He waited until his father was distracted before jumping out. Marcus was glad that the Grav-vehicles didn't have wheels like those old Pre-Sukebe modles. He would have been ran over and killed. Marcus rolled as he hit the ground, years of roof top experience kicking into play. “SEE YOU IN WOODS!” Marcus laughed as he struck off the beaten road. Marcus took six steps before he realized what had happened. “FUCK!” In his haste to get away from his father, Marcus had forgotten to grab anything. He was all alone out in the middle of Hazzard with nothing but his harem to rely on. “Not even any fucking food.” Marcus was thankful that he at least still had his Pokédex with him along with his harem. He pulled everyone out and explained what had happened.
“You're telling me that we're stranded out in the middle of nowhere, with no food? Not even a tent? With the Rainy Season threatening to come down on us?” Sasha looked around. Why in the hell was she the only one worried about this? Why was she the only one freaking out?
“Yeah,” Marcus nodded. “Yeah, that's about the gist of it.” Marcus followed behind Sonja. The HeroKapoeraa had started skipping down the road. “You want to stay out? We might run into a few jack-asses along the way. I don't even have any potions for anyone if you get hurt.” Marcus looked back.
“I'll stay out, I can use the exorcise.” Sasha didn't really need it, but it was going to be one of the last good days before the rains came.
“Okay, that leaves.....” Marcus eliminated the girls staying out of their balls one by one by a methodical process. 'Ennie, Minie,Miny, Moe.' Sasha, Dankia, and Anahi were left from the process. Marcus held onto the back of Anahi's armor as she shifted forms. He and Sasha rode on her back. He wasn't really wanting to do so, but they needed to get supplies quickly.
Sasha was happier than she had been for a long time. The day was passed with her getting to know everyone. The rest of the harem was swapped out every now and then to allow the others to stretch their legs, which meant that she had plenty of time to get to know all of them. They camped by the river, scaring off a couple of Beavers that had made their home in the area. She'd been charged with helping to gather firewood, which Anahi lit with a single strike of a Flame Scythe.
Marcus was glad to see that Sasha was fitting in well with the harem. Once everyone got used to seeing the black furred feline it was all smooth sailing. Of course the fact that Anahi was a nearly fourteen foot tall and solid black as well seemed to make the Jugguar a bit more relaxed. Marcus piled the gathered wood into a pile. The sun was beginning to set and he needed to get the fire going.
“Marcus, we have company,” Jira placed the fish she and Sonja had caught down next to the makeshift seats. “You might want to put Sasha up in her ball, just in case they freak out and think she's a Panthress.” There wasn't enough contempt in the world to pack into that single word that she wanted. She was starting to like Sasha, but hated the way she looked.
“Sorry Sasha.”
“I understand.” Sasha sighed. Hopefully the tamers were either going to pass by, or else she was going to be confined to her ball for the rest of the night.
“See ya soon.” Marcus said as he pulled her ball from her belt. He recalled her quickly, placing the shrunken ball back in it's spot on his belt. “So, when're they gonna get here?”
“They're here already, but they're hiding.” Jira grabbed one of the slender sticks. She used her claws to carve both ends into fine points.
“Get ready for trouble,” Marcus grabbed a stick and sat down. He left the fish to Jira and Sonja as usual. There was the sounds of two or more people walking through the underbrush, and it was all coming towards him. The sounds split according it Jira. The group had split up, which was making Marcus nervous.
“There's two south of us, and another three to the north,” Anahi had smelled them at the same time as Jira, but the Tigress was the first to report it. “What should we do Master?”
“We won't do nothing until they do something.” Marcus was prepared to wait them out. Marcus looked over to the right when he heard something land with a slight thump. Marcus looked over to see a small sphere about the size of a shrunken pokéball laying there. Before he could do anything the ball let out a loud 'bang' along with a flash of light. Marcus was confused and disoriented, and he knew that the rest of the harem was as well. Marcus fumbled blindly for the ball at his belt. They wanted a surprise attack then they got one. He heard the rest of the harem stumbling around and groaning, and he knew that Jira and Anahi weren't going to be of much help thanks to that explosion. “Sasha, trouble.” Marcus threw the ball. There was a loud smack of the ball hitting something.
Sasha blinked a few times as she was released. She barely had time to move out of the way as four enormous arms tried to capture her. She didn't have time to worry about the shouts of 'Panthress!' and 'OH FUCK!' as she dodged the Amachamps arms. Sasha looked around, there were pokégirls coming out of the woods with guys carrying squirt guns, and some of her harem were just as disoriented as her Master seemed to be.
Sonja was one of the lucky ones. She didn't have enhanced hearing, so she was only rattled by the explosion, and she had her back turned when the flash of light happened, leaving her the ability to see. Sonja raced over to where her Master was stumbling around. She hadn't put the fish down yet that she was prepping, so it left her with something to throw when she saw something being thrown at her Master. The speared fish collided with whatever it was that was thrown at Marcus, knocking it off course. She skidded to a halt just in front of him. Taking a glance down she was sickened at what she saw. “THEY'RE THROWING LOVE BALLS! PROTECT MASTER!”
Marcus automatically made himself as small of a target as he could. He was just getting his eyesight back, though it was still spotty, when Sonja had saved him from a Love Ball. Marcus did NOT want to become a pokégirl, that would royally suck balls. Marcus came painfully aware at the fact that someone was behind him, mostly because who ever it was had stepped on his tail. Marcus spun and pulled it free from beneath Jira's foot. He had just gotten it free when he was wrapped up in Danika's coils. He wasn't given a chance to reply when he was told that they were getting him out of there.
Sonja watched as the new member of the team fought against the Amachamp. That left quite a few more girls to be taken care of. She screamed in pain when another bomb went off, showering the area with flaming embers. She picked Marcus up from Danika's coils and threw him to the side. Sonja wiped the back of her neck off when she was hit by something wet. She didn't know why, but she felt herself changing somehow.
Marcus was ready to hit the ground and have it hurt, but he was relieved when he was instead captured by Rose's vines. “Thanks.”
“It's no problem Love.” Rose said as she retracted the vines. “We need to move, those girls are comin' for us.”
Marcus nodded. He hated leaving his harem in the middle of an attack like that, but right now it couldn't be helped. “Take me around to the Tamers. I'm handling those piss-ants myself.” Marcus quickly took his pants off as he ran, he didn't need to shred them with what was happening next. 'Hey! Wake your lazy tail up!' 'Oh yeah? Why should I?' 'Because we're going to have a fun time playing,' Marcus activated the magic spell that coursed through his veins. His shirt was the first to be shredded as the change happened, his boxers second. Marcus let out a primal roar that seemed to shake the entire area.
“What the fuck was that?” The man looked around to his two guards. They were a pair of Girlrillas that he had personally changed when he first joined the team. Neither one looked to have any clue about what was happening, but that wasn't surprising. He'd changed them from a pair of Bimbos, and the change did nothing to improve their intelligence. “Just make sure you protect me.” The guy readied the squirt gun by pumping the handle a few times to build up pressure. He was keeping his eyes on the battle when he yawned. 'Why the fuck am I yawning?' The thought caused the guy to shake his head and try to snap to attention. His two guards were as also looking a bit sleepy, and that meant only one thing. “Sleep Powder.” He looked up, seeing a Venuswhore suspended above him by her vines. He was about to give the order when something snatched him up from behind. He found himself suspended twenty feet off the ground by his ankle, staring into the eyes of a monster. He looked down for help, but those useless cunts were passed out thanks to the Venuswhore.
“Bye bye.” Marcus grinned, dropping the tamer on to his head from twenty feet in the air. He didn't blink as he watched the tamer hit the ground. He didn't move, but then the dusty ground began to blow away with the steady rhythm of a man's breathing. “I'll come back for you later.” Marcus dropped down and ran into the middle of the fight. Those that weren't expecting him, which included Sasha, were stunned at the sight of a monstrous simian running forward. Marcus dodged to the side when a stream of water erupted from the barrel of the guy's gun. Marcus easily leaped over the guards, who were both human looking girls from what he saw. Marcus used his tail to wrap around the neck of the tamer. He rolled as he landed, jerking the Tamer into a wide arc before slamming him face first into the ground. “ANYONE MOVES AND YOUR MASTER'S DEAD!” Marcus roared. He reached back with one hand and lifted the unconscious man up for everyone to see.
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Marcus had a hell of a time finding his pants. Thankfully the pack that one of the two captured tamers were carrying included a tent, and that was used for the night. Marcus yawned as he got up and walked outside the tent, staring at Sasha. The Jugguar took a sick delight out of watching the two guys squirm in terror at the thought of a man who could control a Panthress. “How're they looking today love?”
Sasha turned and grinned, her tongue making a single trip from one side of her upper lip to another. “Appetizing.” Sasha did her best not to laugh at the sight of the two men cowering in fear, but somehow she managed to hold it in. “What're we going to do with them?”
“Let's see. They tried to change me into a pokégirl, and they altered the breeds of two of my harem while trying to change me into a pokégirl. I'm seriously thinking about just having a large hole dug and then having them buried alive.” Marcus could see a brief glimpse of what looked to be relief in their eyes. “Or, I could let you turn 'em into today's breakfast.”
“I'm up for the breakfast part.” Jira was not a happy Tigress. It was mostly because of the fact that she was no longer a Tigress anymore. The spray of water that Marcus had dodged had hit the Tigress full on in the middle of her chest, which had left the once buxom Tigress beauty as a flat Torch Chick. She walked over and kicked the tied up tamers in their faces. Thin streaks of blood were left, showing that the small talons on the end of her feet had connected. She'd once been tall and well endowed. Now she was shorter than Marcus and was flatter than a Littletits doused with Anti-Bloom Powder. The thought of that caused Jira to kick again, this time with the heel of her foot.
“Oh no. We're burying one alive while the other gets a large rock tied to his legs and thrown in the water.” Sonja twirled the staff around in her hands before it shrank. She placed the needle sized staff behind her ear, golden eyes blazing in fury at the two. The first jet of water that had hit her had turned the HeroKapoeraa into Wukong. While she probably wouldn't have minded if given the chance, there was the fact that it was aimed for her tamer that pissed her off.
Marcus sighed. Sonja had enjoyed the transformation, and that wasn't exactly a well kept secret. Marcus marveled at the sight of the Wukong. She now had white fur growing over most of her body, although her abs, chest, and inner part of her thighs were still smooth, tan, skin. Her hair had grown out as well, the once kept short hair was flowing past her shoulders. “I thought you liked the change? Why're you complaining?”
“Yeah, especially since you've still got breasts.” Jira complained. She was pissed at the fact that she'd been left with no chest while Sonja had simply dropped from her previous DD's to a single D. “It's not fair.”
“It's okay, Honey.” Rose had rejoined the group. She was at the river using her vines as a net to capture breakfast. She laid the catch down next to the smoldering fire. “I'll soon have you back to your previously luscious self in no time.” She laid down, allowing the sun to filter down on the flower on her back. She still had quite a bit of powder left over from Sadie Poken's Day made, but it was only enough to increase a girl's bust by about one or two cups, not nearly enough in her opinion.
“I'd be happy with a damn B-cup at this moment,” Jira sighed. She wasn't expecting to have vines around her body keeping her from moving. “Rose, I'm not in the mood right now. So keep your damn tentacles to yourself.” Jira barely struggled. Last night she was so pissed off that she had accidentally used Burning Hands. She was doing her best not to repeat the events of last night while wrapped up in Rose's vines.
“Aww, but I wanted to use this on you.” Rose sighed as she brought her hand around to her flower. A handful of dark blue powder sparkled in her cupped hands. “It'd be enough to get you up to that B-cup you're so desperately wanting. But I guess if you don't want it....”
Jira stopped struggling. “YOU HAVE THE POWDER NOW!? ROSE! HURRY UP!” Jira was now struggling to get free to hug the buxom plant type. She stopped wiggling when the Venuswhore groped her, smearing the powder onto her sensitive breasts. To get a better application of the powder Jira arched her back, grinding her nipples into Rose's hands. The vines released her. Jira stared down at her breasts, waiting for what seemed like forever. Slowly her breasts began swelling, stopping when they were just large enough to fit into the palm of someone's hand. Jira looked up, happy as can be. She rushed forward, tackling Rose to the ground in a hug. “Thank you so much.”
“It's no problem honey. I'm just sorry I can't offer more.” Rose hugged the Torch Chick into her breasts.
“Oh for Sukebe's sake. Why don't you just kill us now? Anythings better than watching this shit.”
Marcus turned away from the scene and stared back at the two. The one with the bloodied face was spitting out blood, disgusted by the display of affection. “So, the mushy stuff's making you sick huh?” Marcus rummaged through the stuff that the guy's had with them. He pulled one of the tamer's balls from the belt confiscated and released the occupant. “You try attacking and my girls will light your ass up like it was a firecracker.” Marcus took a look over the girl. Her skin was darker than what Sonja's had been, and the elven features quickly reduced her to one of two breeds. Drow Zee or Dark Elf.
The girl looked around, spotting the two tamers tied up with glee. She'd been one of the guards, being forced to keep an eye of the one that was constantly abusing her. “Don't worry Tamer, you're safe for now. Thank you for rescuing us.”
“Hey, no one said anything about me rescuing you. They attacked, and I did what was necessary to stay alive. What I want to know, is why in the hell didn't you blast me with a spell? And why didn't that other girl? She looked like she was a Witch or something.”
“It's because I was kidnapped from my Coven. I detest these two to the point of sickness. I only did what I had to do to keep them from changing me into a Titmouse like they threatened.” The girl opened her hands, keeping them up so that she wouldn't be accused of casting spells. “And you're right. The other girl was a Witch. She didn't cast any spells because as you struck I hit her with a Silence Spell. I thought that since you had already taken one of them out you'd be able to take out the other as well.”
“So you used me to free your own ass. Great. Anyone else I should be on the watch out for?” Marcus asked.
“No. These two were supposed to be taking some very rare water to a member that was ranked higher than them. Sadly, I don't have any more information than that.”
Marcus groaned. This sounded exactly like the shit that had happened to Lee and Ann. The only blessing was that he wasn't the one that got hit by the water. Marcus didn't think he could handle being tamed by another guy. Once with Celina was enough to pretty much swear him off the dick permanently. “You have any idea of what the water was? And why in the hell they've got this Jusenkyo shit so far from the fucking preserve? And what in the hell are you?”
“I'm sorry, I don't. But I'd advise against touching any water that they had, unless you find yourself wanting a master and a set of tits.” The girl bowed. “And I happen to be a Dark Elf, and one that would be happy to serve you.”
“Why in the hell's that?” Marcus was getting a headache.
“Because calling a man 'Master' that is able to control a Panthress would be the most entertaining thing I've done in the past hundred years or so.” The Dark Elf was slightly unnerved at the fact that the big black feline was so close to her, but the fact that it had yet to attack was a testament to the skill of the Tamer. However he'd managed to tame her, it was something that she was interested to stick around and watch.
“Hate to break it to you like this, but Sasha's not a Panthress.” Marcus shrugged. The stunned expression on the Dark Elf's face was priceless. “Hey Sasha, care to fill in everyone here that don't know you?”
Sasha placed a single claw on the arms of the Tamers, making them squirm. “I. Am. A. Jug-guar.” Each syllable was punctuated to the tamers by a short, but powerful, burst of electricity. The screams of the bound men made everyone cover their ears.
“It feels like I'm deaf and caught a really bad cold.” Jira couldn't either hear nor smell as well as she use too. Before the attack she could have probably smelled the flesh that was being electrocuted from a mile away. Now, nothing.
Marcus draped an arm around Jira's shoulders. He'd once only been able to do so when they were sitting down. “You're just a little cutie now.”
“That's the problem. I went from sexy to cute in a day, and those assholes are the ones to blame. I like Sonja's idea. We bury one alive and let the other drown.” Jira tried to burn them alive with her stare, hoping to watch the two burst into flames.
“Come on, we all need to get to Cherrybust. As much as I'm agreeing with everyone right now that the bastards need to die, I'd rather not. The Hazzard law system already hates me. And right now it'd be along the lines of them confusing me for one of those bastards.” Marcus helped pack up everything. In ten minutes everyone was ready to move, which was just him Sonja and Rose. Marcus got the pleasure of pulling the two captives along behind him.
“Will you two shut the fuck up? One more peep out of either of you and the both of ya'll are gonna be sprayed with yer own fuckin' water and given to rose to play with. Trust me, she's a Killer Queen in a Venuswhore's skin.” Marcus had only been walking for three hours, and already he was ready to leave the dummies hanging from a tree.
“I'm thirsty,” Rose stretched. It'd been a while since she'd been relatively alone with Marcus, and it was nice. Sonja was getting used to the fact that she now had a tail as well. Marcus was helping her find her new center of balance as well. “So how're you getting used to your body?”
“I'll never underestimate Marcus's ability to use his tail accurately again,” Sonja was getting tired of this. Marcus was twisting and turning his tail in all directions, and Sonja was doing her best to keep the tips of their tails touching.
“You think that's bad? Just wait until we start strengthening your tail. You'll never wanna be upside down again.” Marcus smirked he passed a canteen of water to Rose. “Do me a favor, stay away from the water that Twiddle-Dee and Twiddle-Dumb back there were carrying. The last thing I want or need is for you to loose those tits.”
“You? My tits are a national treasure,” the Venuswhore lifted up her G-cup breasts. “Defacing these are punishable by death from being anally sodomized by a large Dildo Queen.” Rose took the canteen and took a large swig. She spit the water out on the ground, gagging at the taste of it. “What is this?”
Marcus grabbed the canteen. “Oh fuck, it's the canteen that belonged to those bastards,” Marcus watched as the changes took place. The first thing that happened was that the green skin turned pale as it sprouted sandy colored fur. The flower on her back shifted, the flower becoming a set of large white wings. Marcus pulled his 'dex from his pocket, pointing it at Rose's new form. “It says that you're a Sphinx.”
“WHAT IN THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY TITS!?” Rose shouted at the top of her lungs. Her once beautiful rack was now no larger than a D. She stared down, sickened at the fact that she could see her own feet. She turned back towards the two men responsible for her transformation. “Look. At. What. You've. Done. To. Me.” Her anger triggered something inside, something she wasn't quite sure of.
Marcus watched as the Venuswhore-turned-Sphinx changed forms once more. It was as if he was watching someone with the Monster Out curse in slow motion. Rose suddenly became a quadruped, her body sinking down to all fours. “As much as I would say go for it, I really don't want you murdering anyone right now.” Marcus pulled her pokéball from his belt. He recalled the Sphinx, shaking his head at the two men. “You seriously don't know how lucky you were.”
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“Give me a fucking break.” Marcus felt like he should have known better, but he was still kicking himself. The visit to the police station had proven to be just as big of a hassle as he thought it was going to be. Thankfully he'd been vouched for by the Officer Jenny that was a friend of Pams, and even the tattoo artists had swung by the station to vouch for him. Marcus was still being asked to leave Cherrybust as soon as possible though. He was able to get a reward though, he'd choose to keep the Dark Elf that had helped him out when he was attacked.
“One ticket.” Marcus paid for the Grav-bus ticket. The ride would take the better part of the day, which was fine by him. It'd give him plenty of time to relax and rest up for a while. Marcus had started drifting to sleep when he shook his head and forced himself to stay awake. “Can't sleep now. Gotta talk to the new girl.” Marcus pulled the Dark Elf's ball from his belt. He released her into the middle of the isle, but quickly pulled her into the seat next to him. “Here's the deal, so shut up and listen. A couple of my girls have been changed into a completely different breed from what they were. Some of them are now Magic Types. You can stay with me, that is as long as you promise to help them with their spells and shit. I don't know nothing about magic, so it'll be all up to you. Deal?”
The Dark Elf barely had time to do anything other than fall into her seat before she was being offered a deal. Anyone that would offer a deal to a pokégirl was bound to be better than the men who had previously owned her. “As you wish, Master.” She bowed her head. “I only have one question. Are you to tame me here?”
Marcus shook his head. “I've tried it once before, but public tamings aren't really my thing. That and I'm not about to get kicked off the bus to Woods because I couldn't keep it in my pants.” Marcus was going to follow this 'No Taming' rule. There wasn't a convenient bathroom to slip into.
“Thank you, Master, for rescuing me.” She bowed her head again. “If I may ask, what are you going to call me?”
“What? You don't have a name?”
“Not for several years now, no.”
“There any you like?” Marcus wondered who's bright idea it was that the pokégirls couldn't have names. Even if people thought of them nothing more than animals, he'd heard that people had names for their pets once.
“No sir.”
Marcus sighed again as he leaned back into his seat. “Then give me a while. I suck when it comes to names.” Marcus yawned and crossed his arms. He must have fallen asleep since the next thing he knew he was being shaken by the Dark Elf.
“Master, we've arrived in Woods. If you'll tell me what it looks like I will attend to the luggage.”
“You're looking at it.” Marcus smirked as he pulled himself up. “I jumped out of a moving Grav-bus on the way to Cherrybust the same day your previous owners tried to turn me into a cunt.” Marcus hopped off the bus, the Dark Elf following behind. “You think of a name?”
“There was one name that I heard someone on the bus use. It was Shanti.” The Dark Elf thought back to when she had witnessed a man talking to a Puppy.
“Shanti huh? Sounds good. I'll introduce you to Anahi and the rest of the harem when we get home.” Marcus made a quick stop by the station. As he thought, his parents had taken his stuff along with them when they arrived. “Fuck, now I do have to go home.”
“Is something the matter?” Shanti asked. The look of worry had the Dark Elf confused.
“Not as long as you enjoy torture. Get your magic stick ready, we're about to enter hell.” Marcus sighed as he started the trek across town, towards the Flowing Waters' Dojo. Marcus steeled himself as he approached the large double doors of the Dojo. Why his father had insisted on building it after the dojos that dotted the League of Edo he'll never know. At least he was never accused of being Edo himself, his skin was to dark. “See Hell, Go To Hell.” Marcus sighed as he walked around back. As he approached the rear court yard Marcus was able to hear the sounds of practice. 'Oh sure, the regular students get a normal method of teaching. I get the pure un-adulterated, hellish regiment,' Marcus complained to no one in particular. Even The Beast inside of his head wasn't responding.
“It's about time you showed up.” Marcus turned to see Natalie jogging in place, a small group of girls behind her following her lead.
“You know me. Always fashionably late.” Marcus tried not to flinch as the door behind him swung open. He'd know that icy feeling anywhere. “Heya Mom.”
“Get inside. Now.” Marcus had no choice other than following his mother inside. They passed Amy, the Gladiatrix showing another group of kids the best way to parry with their weapon of choice. Marcus kicked off his shoes, another thing his father had insisted on, and recalled Shanti. He sat down unceremoniously on a pillow, his mother disappearing behind the sliding door. He was watching the rather well toned ends of the girl's practicing when his father arrived.
“Well, glad to see you home again son.” Timothy sat down next to his middle child. “What'cha think? See a few booties you'd like to claim in your own name?”
“Shit, that reminds me.” Marcus pulled out his 'dex. Just as he thought, there was a notice from the League telling him that he needed to register on of his girls as his additional Non-Combat girl. To avoid any Salvage battles Marcus registered Rose as his additional Non-Com. “Thanks. Got my eighth girl today. Needed to register one of them as a non-com.” Marcus put the 'dex away, Rose now registered as a Non-Combatant.
“I see. Paying an additional 100,000slc a month for two girls? They better be Tigress's in bed.”
“Actually, one was a Tigress.” Marcus fell over backwards as he told his father everything that had happened during the time he was away. “So now I've got a Torch Chick that was once a Tigress, a Wukong that was a HeroKapoeraa, and now I've got a moody and pissed off Sphinx broodin' over the tits she lost as a Venuswhore.” Marcus yawned, the sleepiness from the trip attacking him.
“See, this is why you should stay home and run the dojo.” Timothy was worried. His youngest daughter was now running across Hazzard somewhere doing only the Gods know what, his eldest son was in the same direction, and now his middle child is in danger of becoming a pokégirl himself.
“Psshh. Yeah right. I ain't gonna do that even if you paid me.” Marcus had plans. When he thought he had enough saved he was opening up a guild. He'd be paid for the rest of his life to go around Hazzard and having fun. “So, when am I supposed to begin hell?”
“Not until the rains start. You've still got a few more days, so enjoy the time while you can.” Timothy stood up. Kyuri was bringing around about a half dozen girls. These girls were learning self defense, which was pretty useless considering that they were human females. “Marcus, would you care to help me?”
“Not until the rains start. You've still got a few more days, so enjoy the time while you can.” Timothy stood up. Kyuri was bringing around about a half dozen girls. These girls were learning self defense, which was pretty useless considering that they were human females. “Marcus, would you care to help me?”
Marcus sighed. For the rest of the day he played the dummy for the human females to practice on. He was guessing that these girls were either becoming tamers, or they were possible girls that could go through threshold. The probability of a pure blooded human girl going through martial arts training was practically non-existent. Marcus sighed as he returned to his room. It was much smaller than he remembered, even with his brother gone. One by one he released the harem after returning to the court yard, all except Sasha. Inter harem greetings were made before the girls got to meet his parents, and Marcus had to threaten his father to keep his hands to himself.
“You will all be training while you Master trains. I want to hear no complaining, especially if you are going to be continuing to protect my young Prince.” Kyuri looked around. The entire harem looked like something people had thrown together based off of random picks. The greatest asset was most likely the Sphinx. The rare girl could be a tremendous asset to her son. “You told your father that you had eight girls, did you not? Why is one missing?”
“Because I want your WORD AS A SAYJIN, that neither you, Amy, or Natalie's going to attack her. The worst thing I've got to worry about with Dad is either him running to phone the Jennies, or trying to feel her up.” Marcus gave his father the Death Glare. Sadly it failed to spontaneously combust the short and older man in flames. “She's a Jugguar. But the thing is, she looks exactly like a Panthress.” Marcus could see his mothers tense up at the mentioning of that word. He did get their promise however before releasing Sasha. As expected, even with the warning, his parents tensed up. “Hey, watch it.”
“As long as you're sure that she is an oddly colored Jugguar, and not a Panthress, then everything shall be fine.” Kyuri nodded curtly. Her son quickly explained to the Panthress look alike what had happened with Rose as well as Shanti. “The Dark Elf may assist you magic users in your spell weaving when you are not all training.”
Marcus groaned. He figured that his mothers were going to get their claws into his harem. Now all he had to do is try to hold out without having any of them leave his ass. “I want one promise from each of you,” Marcus looked between his mothers and his harem, “No one tries to kill the other while training.”
“I have yet to have someone drop dead from my training, so your girls will be fine.” Natalie smiled. She knew she smelled a canine, but all of the girls were either cats, human, or chickens. It wasn't until she remembered about the metamorphic abilities of the Lupina breed did she guess that Anahi was just in her human form. “So, any ladies care to start training right now?”
“I will.”
“I will.”
Jira and Sasha both looked at each other in surprise. They had both volunteered at practically the same time. Sasha might have been one of the largest girls on the premises, but she still felt slightly intimidated by the PokéWomen.
“Good. Then you should come with me.” Natalie lead the two away, taking them behind the dojo.
“Well, now that they're about to go through hell, I need to take care of Shanti.” Marcus said as he sprang up. “You girls're free to do whatever you want for the rest of the day.” Marcus turned around in a complete circle, stopping his harem before they dispersed. “Scratch that. Anahi, can you work with Rose on how to control her transformations?” Marcus grinned when his Wolf Queen nodded. “Sonja, I'm sorry to do this, but I need you to work with my Mom.” Marcus took quick count. Sonja was going to do a bit of training with his mother. Jira and Sasha were training with his mother Natalie. Anahi was teaching Rose how to control her transformation and use it at will. He was about to tame the Dark Elf for the first time, which meant that that left Haleigh and Danika with nothing to do. “You two, come with me.”
Marcus returned to his room. With the other three's help he was able to rearrange the room, smashing the two beds together to make one crappy larger one. It was crude, but now at least they could all fit around on the beds, as long as they cuddled. Marcus popped his back, which was quickly imitated by the girls in the room. “You know, I heard that poppin' your back is bad for ya.”
“Then we'll stop once you do.” Danika smiled. She slowly slithered over, entrapping Marcus in her coils. She stretched slowly, keeping the bottom of Marcus's body wrapped tightly in her coils as she lifted up.
Marcus nodded once he felt the rest of his back pop. “Thanks D. Besides, legally speaking, you're supposed to do only what I tell you to do, not what I do.” Marcus stretched, enjoying the feeling of a freshly popped vertebrae.
“Like you've said, you're not the average tamer.” Haleigh crawled across the bed. She sat down on the edge, placing a leg on either side of Danika's body. She placed her hands on her coils and parted them, revealing the waist line of their tamer. “Hey, you should come over here and get a taste of this. It's addicting.”
“I'm about to be rapped, aren't I?” Marcus rolled his head back, only to have Danika lean down and kiss him.
“That you are.” Shanti smirked as she came over to Haleigh. She helped the younger girl free Marcus's penis from it's cloth confines. At least it was bigger than the guy who had previously owned her, but not the largest of all the Tamers she's had throughout the years. She and the Draco worked in tandem, each one alternating turns on who was sucking the crown of the penis and who was tonguing the shaft.
If Marcus was bound for any other reason he would have been fighting tooth and nail to get free. But having two girls going down on him while he was having his face shoved into the pelvis of an Ulupi greatly hindered any sort of higher thought process. “Can I at least-”
“Less-ss talking, more tonguing.” Danika hissed as she brought her uncovered slit to her Master's mouth. She wouldn't be able to keep him wrapped up for much longer, the last time that happened he had a full body impression of her scales. He didn't seem to mind, but she still felt guilty about it. Danika looked down. She took a small leaf from Rose's book, using her tail instead of tentacles to ease up the skirt the Dark Elf was wearing. Her tail slithered through beneath the dampening panties and tried to penetrate the first entrance that she found.
Shanti jerked up, Marcus's penis popping from her mouth with a loud 'pop'. She reached back and grabbed hold of the tail trying to shove it's way into her cunt. “Keep your fucking tail out of me.”
The outbreak completely put a stop to what was turning into a foursome. “What's wrong Shanti?” Haleigh leaned back, pulling her mouth away from Marcus's dick.
“I don't like females. I'll work with them for the pleasure of our Master, but I'll be damned before I touch them or allow them to touch me.” Shanti had grabbed hold of Danika's tail and removed it from her groin.
“To bad. You're gonna have to get used to it. I respect people and their preference, but I'm not buying into this crap.” Marcus was released from Danika's coils. “You're at least gonna have to learn how to play nice with everyone.” Marcus didn't mind if one of his girls was strictly heterosexual, it was fine. It meant more sex for him, and that's never a bad thing. He just wanted a show every now and then, which was one of the perks of being a Tamer. “But I'm only going to force you when I want. I admit, I like seein' my girls lickin' and fuckin' each other. I especially got a sick pleasure out of watching Rose tentacle rape everyone.” Marcus grinned.
“I just never developed a taste for the fairer sex. But I do have a craving for,” Shanti pulled Marcus onto the bed, sliding down to gently take his scrotum into her mouth. She gently rolled her tongue around the tightening sack before sucking on it as she pulled her head back. While it was tight, it obviously wasn't painful as the testicles popped out from between her lips, “Cock.”
“Save some for the rest of us.” Haleigh climbed ontop of Marcus. She slid her bottom up towards his face as she brought her's down to his groin. Soon Danika, Shanti, and herself each had a part of Marcus's cock in their mouth, be it crown, shaft, or scrotum.
Marcus propped his head back on his hands. Grinning he used his tail to sneak into Haleigh's panties. Soon Marcus was fingering Danika and Shanti while his tail was being rubbed furiously back and forth across Haleigh's slit. “You gotta be careful. I'll molest you with my tail the same way that all the other girls will. And you'll never be able to tell the difference between mine and Sonja's.” Marcus tilted his head to the side as the geyser erupting from between Shanti's thighs threatened to give his head a shower. “So many gushers in the harem.” Marcus pulled Shanti's hips down, replacing the fingers exploring her inner depths with his tongue.
“Marcus! Get out here now!”
Marcus sat up, the knocking at his bedroom door had to belong to his mother. Before he had a chance to do anything the door flew open and his mother came barging in. “What the fuck?!”
“Get out here now!” Kyuri grabbed hold of her son by the hair on the back of his neck.
“Fuckin' balls woman!” Marcus swore as he was dragged backwards to the court yard. He was practically thrown down on the ground by his mother. “What the fuck?”
“Tame your girls at night. You are continuing your training now.”
Marcus was trying to get up when a pair of pants smacked him in the face. Not one to train naked in front of his family, Marcus donned the training pants. “Fine. But next time, actually wait until I get up to answer the door. Having my mother see me while I've got three girls suckin' me off isn't the best way to set the fuckin' mood.” Marcus stretched. He easily caught the bo-staff that was thrown at him. “What's this?”
“You surely remember how to use one of those, do you not?” Natalie asked as she came back, Sasha and Jira looking worn out.
“Yeah, but why am I being forced to use one right now?” Marcus looked around in confusion.
“Because your worthless Wukong doesn't know how to use one.” Amy crossed her arms.
“Hey, she's not worthless.” Marcus twirled the staff before resting it across both shoulders. “How'd you like it if you suddenly ended up as a Titmouse? Give her a fuckin' break. She was a HeroKapoeraa just a few days ago.” Marcus loved his mothers, but most of the time they drove him to insanity.
“That iss no excuse. Not to mention that your Sphinx is just as-” Kyuri's head jerked back, dodging the swinging pole that had come close to hitting her upside the head. “What do you think you are doing?”
Sonja pointed her staff right at the face of her Master's mother. “I won't stand around while you bad mouth Master Marcus's harem. Even if you're his mother.” Her tail was curled up behind her, but it was just to keep it out of the way if there was a fight that might break out. To her surprise the other members of the harem all joined up with her, including the pissed off looking Dark Elf.
“Well. At least you all stand together.” Kyuri smiled. “You have until the rains come to prepare yourselves. After that, you're ours.”
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“Come on man. It's only until the rains come, and then I'll even double the price.” Marcus pleaded. This was the fifth person he had asked since yesterday that had a Flying type pokégirl with wings that was in town. “Twenty grand a day, Fourty when the rain hits and she still can't fly right.” Marcus was asking a person that owned a Fireburst to loan him the girl. He was having a damned time finding a Tamer that was willing to agree. Most of them wanted to be out of Woods before the rains hit.
“Fine. But it's going to be twenty-five grand a day. That means fifty when the rain finally hits.” The female finally gave in. This is why she wanted to go back home. Men were just to pushy everyplace else. “Sorry Star.”
“What type of girl am I supposed to teach, Sir?”
“Just call me Marcus. And I need you to teach,” Marcus looked around the 'center. Everyone else seemed to be paying no mind to the two, which was a blessing. “a Sphinx.”
“A Sphinx?” The startled reactions was what he had been hoping to avoid. “Are you serious? You have a Sphinx.”
When those words came out of the female tamer's mouth Marcus found himself flooded with offers to by the girl off of him, as well as battle challenges. “Look! I ain't selling or battling for her. Shut the hell up and get lost.” Marcus shouted to the group gathering around him.
Eventually the tamers took the hint and left him be. Marcus lead the female tamer, whose name turned out to be Danielle, back to the family dojo. Introductions were made and Rose finally had a proper flight instructor. She'd been practicing on her own for a few days, but there was just so much a person could do on instinct alone. Rose seemed eager to learn everything she could. Her wingspan was much more massive than that of the Fireburst's, but it looked like she was quickly learning how to fly.
“Damn. And to think she smacked into a tree yesterday,” Jira said as she stretched. She had just come back from training with the rest of the students, and she was feeling sore. The good news was that she was beginning to earn the respect of the Marcus's mothers, at least she hoped. “I feel funny.”
“Funny how?”
“It's like the feeling I had when I evolved last time.” Jira said as she moved over to sit down in Marcus's lap. She growled to herself when Shanti came from out of nowhere to sit down in Marcus's lap. “Rotten slut,” Jira mumbled as she simply scooted over and grabbed hold of Marcus's arm.
“What was that?” Shanti asked as she looked over to the Torch Chick. She arched her back slightly, bringing Marcus's head into her breasts.
“Nothing.” Jira snarked.. She tapped Marcus on the shoulder, “Here comes Mommy.”
Marcus jerked back just as a trident came thrusting between his face and Shanti's breasts.
“If you have time to stuffing your face between the breasts of your harem, then you have time to practice.” Amy pulled the trident back. “So practice.”
“Yeah, I'll get right on that.” Marcus smirked. The look that Amy was giving him finally got him up and moving. As he started practicing the rolls of thunder started clashing to the southeast.
Notes:
Tamer: Marcus N. Waters
Active Harem:
1. Sonja – Wukong (Alpha)
2. Anahi – Wolf Queen
3. Jira – Torch Chick
4. Rose – Sphinx (Non-Combat)
5. Haleigh – Draco
6. Sasha – Jugguar
7. Danika – Ulupi (Non-Combat)
8. Shanti – Dark Elf