Officer Downe looked across the metal table at the girl manacled and bound to the steel chair. The girl was completely bald, her human head barren and shaved. Around her neck hung an assortment of talismans and icons, ranging from a crucifix to a palm sized voodoo doll.
The girl, whether in defiance or plain laziness, forewent a shirt, instead wearing an unbuttoned vest and a pair of shorts that looked to be a size to small for her body. Finally a pair of knee high leather boots with heels wrapped snugly around her legs, completing the look.
Downe wasn’t sure if that look was sexy or just plain retarded. It certainly looked painful to get into though.
“Elaine Villegas,” Downe began a dark light in her eyes, “do you understand the crime you’re accused of?”
The girl gave a snort. “Phe, it’s not a crime.”
“Like hell!” shouted Downe slamming her fists on the table. She rose to her feet, her face flushed red. “I may be just a pokegirl human, but I am also an OfficerJenny! I KNOW THE LAW!”
“Then prove it,” said the girl. “How did I break the law?”
“You had a damn PANTHRESS!”
“So?” the human replied with a cocked eyebrow. “That’s not against the law, just to evolve one, and even then only if you don’t turn it in. Assuming you survive that is.”
Downe fumed. This arrogant little bitch was going down. She would make sure of it. “And just how did you get it?”
“It’s all in my dex that you took from me.” She smiled sweetly.
Downe let a hollow smile creep across her face. “Yes, a heavily modified and tampered dex. Considering the two tech girls you were carrying, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d just tried to change things in there yourself.”
“Well that’s rude accusing me like that,” came the response. “I do have a permit for those modifications.”
“That could easily be faked,” the Jenny said with a dismissive wave. “So tell me,” Downe ordered, sitting down, “in your own words, how you wound up with a Panthress and why you shouldn’t be arrested for it.”
The girl sighed. “Fine. Me and that other tamer agreed to a simple one on one battle. He’d seen Alejandra, my alpha, and challenged me for her.”
Officer Downe, once more seated, narrowed her eyes. “And Alejandra is…”
“Yuki-onna,” the girl replied. “I wanted a Neo-Iczel from him. He didn’t have one, but he did have the tigress. It seemed like a good deal to me.
“He tried his best, but Alejandra is the best at what she does. The Tigress killed some guy who’d agreed to witness when she transformed, and then went after her tamer. Alejandra saved his life, I claimed my new prize, and the two of us bandaged his wounds.
“You want to know the real shame? He had a dick most girls would have killed to get a piece of. I guess all he was, was a prick,” she said without a trace of humor.
“After that, we brought him here.”
Officer Downe sighed, rubbing her temples. “That has got to be the biggest pile of shit I’ve heard in a long time. I’ve got to speak with my captain and see if we can confirm your story.”
“Don’t worry,” she said with a smile, “I’ll be thorough so you can just sit tight.”
…
“You have got to be shitting me!” Downe shouted, rattling the walls.
The Chief folded his arms, a tired look of resignation on his face.
“This is absolute crap!”
The slap that followed echoed across the room.
Downe looked away from the man, fear and pain filling her face.
The Chief lowered his hand. “I’m sorry about that,” he whispered softly. But you need to calm yourself down. Her story is clean and that law is clearly written. There’s nothing we can do.”
Downe looked away and ran, tears in her eyes.
…
Elaine and Alejandra walked past her, their quick gate betraying their sense of urgency.
Downe allowed herself a quick grin before putting on her shades. A blonde wig and loose shirt offset her typical Jenny appearance. Standing up, she quickly fell in line a little ways behind them.
The two moved through the town with a definitive sense of purpose. Trying not to act suspicious, Downe would look occasionally at the displays in a store, only to find she would have to jog to catch back up.
Finally, she thought to herself as the two turned a corner into a small alleyway. Pulling out her cuffs, she followed confidently.
As she turned the corner rough hands grabbed her, throwing her against the wall.
“Pretty, pretty,” whispered a cold voice as a warm tongue ran itself along her neck.
“You’ve been a bad girl,” Downe heard Elaine say softly, while stroking the OfficerJenny’s cheek with her hand. She took the handcuffs from Downe’s hand. “Bad girls should be punished.”
“Whatever you do to me,” Downe growled struggling against Alejandra’s grip holding her to the wall, “I’ll make sure you pay for it, even if it takes my entire life.”
“Ha ha haa! I have no doubt,” Elaine said. She took Downe’s hands and wrapped the warm metal around them. “Alejandra.”
The Yuki-onna took the wig, removing it from the OfficerJenny, and dropping it to the street.
“So it’s you,” Elaine said with a smile upon seeing Downe’s face. “Your real hair is so much prettier than that thing. You shouldn’t cover it up.”
Elaine kissed Downe on the lips, just the lightest of brushes.
Downe closed her eyes, trying to hold back a small moan.
“I’ll be honest,” Elaine told Downe while rubbing the pokegirl’s arms, “the only reason I didn’t leave that little farce is that I wanted you.”
Alejandra let go of Downe and wrapped her arms around Elaine.
“We’ve all been hurt, even you,” she said a hint of warmth in her cold voice. “Both of you share your pain together.”
Elaine smiled widely as the OfficerJenny gave the briefest of nods.
“Thank you. Alejandra, you stand watch.”
After giving her master a peck on the cheek, the Yuki-onna walked to the alleyway entrance. She leaned against the wall, her back to them.
Elaine grabbed the cuffs buy the chain and raised them over her head.
“Don’t worry. She’ll make sure we have all the time we need.”
Downe moaned her head a swirling fog.
With her free hand, Elaine grabbed the bottom of Downe’s shirt and pulled it up.
Elaine gasped at the sight of the black bra holding in Downe’s breasts. “Oh my!”
Taking her hand from the shirt and cuffs, Elaine grabbed at the orbs thrust out before her. The soft fabric and even softer flesh molded itself beneath her fondling.
Two soft nubs quickly hardened in her hands.
Downe gasped as the front clasp of her bra opened up, spilling the tit-flesh free.
Elaine leaned over and flicked an engorged nipple with her tongue.
Hands grabbed the back of her head, trying to pull her closer.
Elaine pulled away, grabbing Downe by the wrists.
“Naughty, naughty. Did I say you could free yourself?”
Grabbing Downe by the shirt, Elaine pulled it over the pokegirl’s head and wrapped it tightly around her arms. Turning the bound girl to face the wall, Elaine pushed her to lean against it.
“Don’t you dare move, or this will be worse,” the human said softly while caressing the pokegirl’s back.
As her hand wandered its way down, she grabbed Downe’s pants and pulled them down. The OfficerJenny cried out.
‘Smack!’
“Good girls do what they’re told,” Elaine said sternly, punctuating the hit.
‘Smack!’
“But you’re a naughty girl.”
‘Smack! Smack!’
“And naughty girls get punished!”
‘Smack!’
Officer Downe’s skin glowed a raw red under Elaine’s hand.
“You took your punishment well.” Elaine caressed the rosy red cheeks as she spoke. “That deserves a reward.”
As Elaine gently rubbed the pokegirl, she cupped one of the free-hanging breasts in her hand.
Tweaking the nipple, Elaine felt a shudder run through the Jenny.
“That was quick of you,” Elaine told her. “You weren’t even trying to hold out for me.”
She pinched, twisting the nipple in her fingers.
Downe just stood there, leaning against the wall, barely able to control her shuddering gasps.
“Was it really that good?” Elaine grabbed the girl’s face, looking into her eyes. “You were close to going feral, weren’t you?”
Downe’s eyes went wide behind the shades. “No way,” she gasped. “I make sure.”
Elaine leaned in, kissing her. “Don’t worry, I’ll sure it doesn’t get this close again. Whenever you want it, you’ll get it.”
Downe moaned in reply, wriggling her hips.
“That’s cute,” Elaine said watching Downe’s flesh jiggle, “but first, it’s your turn to help me.”
Downe nodded and stood up, looking at the shirt that bound her hands.
Grabbing the Jenny’s hands, Elaine cupped them around one of her own breast.
“Just let it all out,” she whispered softly.
Downe roughly squeezed her, drawing out a loud moan.
“Harder,” she hissed through her teeth. “Make me feel it.”
Downe complied before kissing her roughly, deeply.
Elaine reached around and pulled the pokegirl in, mashing the two of them roughly together.
Their breasts rubbed against each other and Elaine felt the pokegirl’s crotch rubbing against her.
Elaine broke away from the kiss, still holding the Officer tight. “Release me,” she panted. “Take mine off!”
“Yes,” replied Downe and her hands reluctantly let go of the tit-flesh. They stroked their way along to the front of Elaine’s shorts.
Elaine frowned. The skintight shorts had no zipper!
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Elaine scolded taking the other girl’s hands in her own. “You should be more observant. It’s over here.” She guided the hands to the side of her hips.
“Just pull the ring all the way down,” she said, her eyes closed.
Downe gulped and hooked her fingers through the metal ring hanging like a lure in the sea.
Slowly making its way down, the zipper opened up the fabric, revealing the tanned bronze skin beneath.
When she was close to the bottom, Downe let go of the ring.
Elaine’s whispered voice washed over her. “Did I not say all the way?”
“Y-yes,” stammered Downe. “But…”
“No buts,” Elaine said with a shake of her head. “Do you want more punishment?”
The Jenny quickly shook her head no, and grabbed the zipper, pulling it down. The fabric fell away from the leg.
Elaine twisted, turning her other hip into Downe’s face. “This one too.”
The pokegirl grabbed the proffered metal ring with her teeth and pulled it down while clutching and rubbing along Elaine’s leg.
Downe pulled herself up after watching the piece of clothing fall away from the human’s crotch, the ring hanging from the pokegirl’s mouth.
“Just drop the zippers,” Elaine told the Jenny.
The metal rings rang out on the cobblestone street of the alley.
“You’ll love this,” Elaine whispered into Downe’s ear.
One of the leather boots rose up between them and rested itself on the Jenny’s shoulder. Grabbing onto the officer, Elaine slid herself between the pokegirl’s legs.
The two of them cried out as their nethers met, and began grinding into each other.
“Yes!” the two of them cried out together, both of their backs arching as they moved deeper into the other’s folds.
…
“So what happens now?” Downe asked lazily, lying on the ground. “I won’t leave my post, but I want to stay with you.”
“Nothing,” Elaine told her. “I’ll go back home and try to help that poor beast. You will go and try to change the law in order to ‘save’ me. In the end, neither of us will get what we want soon.”
Downe frowned. “How can you be so…”
“…fatalistic? I’ve had over a hundred years of practice,” said Elaine. “But I felt something in you. I don’t know if it’s recognition or a delta-bond or simply the promise of something more than life apart. But I felt it, and I won’t let it go if I think it’s mine.”
“I could get used to that,” Downe said and fell asleep.
…
“Where to next?” Alejandra asked, zipping up Elaine’s shorts on the motionless leg.
“Home,” Elaine told her, making sure the shorts fit snugly. “Mom will want to know about the lust lips and I need a bath.”
“What about her?” asked Alejandra, nodding in the direction of the sleeping Jenny.
“We’ll take her to her home, and then we’ll go to ours. You heard her; she doesn’t want to go with us, not really.”
“I thought you liked her.”
“I do,” Elaine told her pokegirl. “I also know that what I want from her, she can’t give. The things we do are too much in the gray of her black and white world. It wouldn’t be fair to either of us.”
“The two of you were having sex for four hours!”
“And it was good sex,” Elaine said, “but that’s all it could ever be. Maybe later, when I’m not so… I don’t know, but not how things are now.”
Elaine wrapped her arms around her girl. “Besides, if she wants more, she knows where to find me.”
Elaine looked up at the cloudy sky. “We should head home. This girl needs to be looked at,” she said holding a small pokeball in her hands.
Elaine let go and started walking.
“I swear, sometimes you’re just trying to get us all killed,” Alejandra joked as she followed behind.
…
Shortly afterwards, the laws in all leagues prohibited the ownership or attempted ownership of the Panthress pokegirl. Exceptions to theses laws were few and rare.
Elaine Villegas was never arrested by Officer Downe again.
The two continued their relationship until Downe’s death twenty years later. She left behind two daughters by pathogenesis.
And through the many years since, Elaine Villegas held many in her harem, but almost always there would be a blue haired girl at her side she called “Officer Downe.”
*Fin*