02 Second Choice

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Chapter 2

 

(6/11/304 2140 – Forests Outside of Myrica – Crescent League)

 

            Richard trudged along, grumbling to himself. He continued grumbling for almost half an hour before his new Lupina jabbed a finger into his side. “Come on, stop sulking,” she half requested/half nagged. Richard stood up straight and looked down at her with an arched eyebrow. The Lupina was the result of Richard giving Agrona’s sister a moonstone. In the beginning, she was sweet and timid, but her attitude took a complete 180 turn barely a day after her evolution. She was now acting like a typical bossy Lupina. She had fair skin and pale, almost snow white hair. This came as a bit of a surprise to Richard, but it was nothing that couldn’t be explained away. Her relation to Agrona is yet to be revealed to her. Richard knew that suspicion would arise and drive a wedge between him and the newest addition to his harem. Besides, he already was in a slight state of paranoia about his grand theft pokégirl and doesn’t want her to think he was in anyway connected to it.

            What puzzled Richard about the whole situation, though, was the everstone that he found her wearing when she was initially released from her pokéball. Much to his concern, she emerged in a feral state. Even more worrisome was the fact that he initially couldn’t tame her out of it. Even stranger was that once he removed the everstone and tamed her again, the process took place normally. Richard wondered if the idiot he stole her from used it to keep her feral. The thought of it made his head hurt but made him extremely cautious about allowing any of his girls to touch it. He didn’t know what it did and certainly didn’t need any accidents. He had asked Agrona if she had one, and apparently she did but it was lost after she ran from her master. Richard vocalized his thought of her previous master using them to keep them feral without them realizing it to Agrona. When he did, she simply looked aghast and never replied.

            The Lupina jabbed Richard again when he returned to his grumbling. “Ylva,” Richard addressed her warningly, “not now.” She pouted before returning her eyes to the surrounding forest. There was a rustling coming from one of the trees. Ylva sniffed the air. It was another Merrowl.

            She looked up to Richard. “Master,” Richard nodded to her and watched her quickly shift to her attack form and slammed into the tree, knocking it over. There was a surprised yowl from the ‘girl in the tree. The cat quickly recovered and landed on her feet before bolting towards another tree. Ylva simply grabbed the cat-type’s tail and swung her around like a flail before slamming her against the ground. Richard ‘balled the stunned creature before she could die on him.

            “Nicely done,” he said, a slight smile on his face, “I’m sorry you’re not receiving too much resistance today, but this area is filled with cat-types and you have one or two type advantages on all the common ones.”

            The hulking, eight-foot-tall wolf sidled up to him. “No complaints,” she rumbled, “If I feel an itch for a challenge, I’ll go harass Agrona.”

            Her tamer barked out a laugh. His other girls had shown Ylva her place very quickly, during training. So much so that he had a hard time deciding who was more brutal. Agrona had dealt the most damage, but Morgan… Morgan had to be the most brutal. Her comedy affinity let her verbally cripple her opponent while she did so physically. Richard eyed Ylva. She was an albino while she was a Mynx and had kept that trait even after evolution, much to his pleasure. He felt the urge to take her here and now, but ferals seemed to be under every rock in these parts. He looked around the area before turning his head up towards his ‘girl. “Come on, we got some ferals to sell. The faster we get back to town, the more time I have to tame you tonight. Ylva’s eyes lit up and then she grabbed Richard and sped off into the distance.

 

(6/12/304 0030 – Myrica City – Crescent League)

 

            Richard and an openly yawning Morgan stood in front of an irritated looking Officerjenny. She appeared as if multiple spots on her face were preparing to twitch. “And what exactly needs my attention at this hour of the day, citizen?” she asked. Her voice was cordial but it was so with obvious strain.

            Richard smiled sympathetically in an attempt to sway the wrath of a sleep-deprived, barely-kept-alive-with-coffee Officer’. “I assure you it is rather important,” he stated gently. The towering tamer pulled forth the everstone he found on Ylva from his pack. The policing pokégirl’s eyebrows rose when he pulled out the rare stone. “While I’m not completely aware of all the properties of everstones- something I’m sure no one can claim- this one had a rather unusual effect on the feral whose neck I found it around.” Her eyebrows rose further until they disappeared behind her garrison cap. She prepared her comm. cam to record the conversation. Richard continued once she was finished. “After the feral was captured, everything seemed routine until I attempted to tame her.” Richard paused for a moment for the drama as he took a deep breath. “When I attempted to tame her, no matter how many times, she stayed in a feral state. Out of a guess I removed the everstone that I had found on her, and tried again. Once the stone was removed, everything proceeded normally. I don’t know if this is an unknown property of the ‘stone or if it has been tampered with. So far, I haven’t been stupid enough to hand it to a pokégirl to see if she goes feral or not on contact. I thought I’d turn it in case it is something dangerous, just to be on the safe side.” He saw that she was still recording. “Err, that’s about it.”

            The Officer’ clicked it off and heaved an exasperated sigh. “While it’s admirable that you would volunteer to turn in such a valuable stone out of suspicion of tampering, couldn’t it have waited ‘til morning?” she half whined.

            Richard chuckled to himself. “I suppose it could’ve, but I guess I prioritized it highly due to the distress it initially caused me.” It was half true. Richard mostly didn’t want to get caught with it just in case it was tampered with and he gets blamed with a slew of ridiculous charges for something he didn’t have control over.

            The ‘girl gave him an irritated look. “Well now that that’s all said and done, you can keep it so long as you give proper warning of your observations to anyone you might sell it to.”

            “Would you mind giving me a written or otherwise recorded statement with your signature, for record of course?” Richard asked cheerfully. The ‘Jenny grumbled as she quickly scribbled something on a comm. and uploaded it to Richard’s ‘dex through the wireless link. “Thank you, officer,” Richard said with a nod and departed. He was glad that went smoothly. The pokégirl was tired and therefore cognitively impaired. Sleep deprivation was second only to narcotics in numbing the mind and keeping people from realizing they had just made a mistake. Richard couldn’t help but let a snicker slip out as he imagined what the police-‘girl would do when it finally dawned on her what could happen if things went south with the ‘stone, but it’s too late now. He had nothing more to do there now that he had a scapegoat in case the circumstances of the everstone came back to bite him in the rear.

 

(6/21/304 0945 – The Road to Sage Town – Crescent League)

 

            Richard had everyone out and they were all sitting around an electric burner, waiting for breakfast. Morgan yawned sleepily as she pushed some strips of meat around on the hot plate waiting for them to finish cooking. The meat had come from a feral that Agrona had been a little too enthusiastic with. Not one to turn away meat that was just going to be eaten by something else later, Richard had ordered her to keep her mouth shut about it and help him carve the meat and later gave her a little talk about wastefulness and necessity. It may have been slightly hypocritical since he didn’t have to eat it and couldn’t even if he wanted to, but that was beside the point. Aside from the subject of unwitting cannibalism, Richard was drilling his fingers on the side of his ‘dex as he reviewed the maps of their area as well as local news. There had been some rumors about a wasp hive being set up as a challenge to the Sage Town Buzzbreast hive. Richard was considering looking into this as Ylva spoke up.

            “Hey Master!” she shouted to get his attention, “Who’s got the nightshift today?”

            “Agrona does,” he answered without looking up. Agrona started cursing under her breath. What they were referring to was who was going to have the least amount of sleep tonight. Richard was told he was a Nightwalker, and hence rarely ever slept. This caused him to drive his ‘girls a lot harder than they’d like. When he was younger, it was recommended to him that he sleep at least once a month by a doctor and his ‘Joys, so he did sleep sometimes, even if he never felt like it. But, he essentially had twice as much time as anyone else to accomplish his goals.

The food had been distributed to his harem, and he sat and watched them eat their fill. Chitchat floated around until they had all finished eating and washed all the utensils. Finally, Richard perked up. “My turn!” he chirped while pulling out a pokéball, from which a Kitten was released. The Kitten looked around and mewed in surprise. Agrona immediately leapt up and restrained the ‘girl. Richard strode over to the two and tilted the cat-type’s head to the side. He then nibbled the carotid artery before sinking in his teeth. He sucked the gently flowing blood with some force and began filling his belly with the nutrition in the lifefluid. His harem was behaving almost nonchalantly towards this almost-daily ritual, long since accustomed to the “needs” he inherited from his ancestry. Once he was finished, he ‘balled the feral and prepared to depart for Sage town.

            Richard returned Morgan and Agrona so they could both rest for the day before heading off, and for a few hours, the trip was rather uneventful. Ylva was easily taking out most of the ferals with the exception of one or two troublemakers. One of which was an overly playful Boobleaf that situated herself in a tree and vinewhipped Ylva’s butt. This was a bit upsetting to her as demonstrated by her following actions which consisted of shifting to her attack form and uprooting the tree she was situated in. Richard paled in fear of what the repercussions might be. Boobleaves were notorious for being territorial about the plants that they lived near. Apparently this was one of the trees she had “adopted” and Ylva’s mistake caused the plant-type to go berserk. She used her vines to swing around the local flora and fired Razor Leaves at them with abandon.

            “Morgan! Slow down those projectiles!” Richard shouted as he released his Tick-Tock. The leaves slowed enough for them all to dodge out of their path. The Boobleaf screamed in rage and fired more razor leaves. “Morgan, keep them slowed down. Ylva, try and ground her. She’s already angry so don’t worry about knocking down more trees.” Ylva swerved around the now slow leaves and used Takedown on the one of the near by trees. She continued to use Leg Sweep on the next and continued decimating the local flora. The rabid feral voiced her anger again. She was running out of trees to swing from, so she leapt off and used Vine Bondage on Ylva. The Lupina yelped in surprise before roaring out as several vines shoved their way into something that was supposed to be exit-only.

            “Morgan, be a dear and use Fira on the Boobleaf while she’s distracted,” Richard ordered, resisting the urge to watch the assault. The spell hit the plant-type as Ylva was recalled harmlessly. The feral squealed in pain as she felt her skin boil off. She soon felt relief as she was pegged with a pokéball.

            Richard released Ylva again. “How do you feel?” he asked her.

            She shifted to her passive form before answering. “My ass will never be the same again,” she moaned out. She attempted to stand before wobbling and falling back down.

            “Naughty thing forgot the lube, didn’t she?” Morgan said through a smirk which gave Ylva cause to shoot her a glare that could melt stone.

            “If I leave you out of your ‘ball, your regeneration will heal it eventually,” Richard announced

            “Definitely… not… worth it,” she declared through gritted teeth as she tried to pull herself to her hands and knees in another attempt to stand. Richard would’ve found the display rather humorous if it weren’t for the obvious pain she was in. A thought shot through Richard’s ming, and then an evil grin made its way onto his visage, which was made more menacing when his already sharp teeth seemed to lengthen themselves, although it could be a trick of the eyes. He pulled a tube of Menthol Salve out of his pocket and coated his finger with it.

            “What’re you doing?” Ylva asked warily.

            “It’ll help speed up the healing process,” he said a bit too cheerily.

            Ylva’s eyes widened in realization. “Ooooh no you don’t- Gah!” It was too late as Richard already inserted his finger into Ylva’s loosened and greatly abused anus. “Come on! Cut it out!” She yelled before she suddenly let out a sigh and relaxed. “Mmmmm. That feels so much better.” Richard’s grin widened even further as he swiveled his finger around in her ass. The suddenly relieved Werewolf Pokégirl slumped forward and onto her stomach and. Her master started rubbing her clit as he pumped his finger in and out. Ylva cooed as the salves healing effect soothed her wounds.

            “You know,” he began with a slightly malevolent tone, “My dick has a much longer reach than my finger.”

            Ylva’s lips thinned as she looked back at him over her shoulder. “You just want to screw me up their.”

            “Are you saying you don’t want me to?” Richard asked playfully as he saw her juices begin to trickle down her leg.

            Ylva gave him a stern look before her face shifted to share the same grin he did. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

            “HEY! What about ME!” Morgan shouted, making her presence known once more.

            Ylva gave Morgan an annoyed look before pulling her feet out from under her and dragging her under her. Morgan squeaked out her surprise as Ylva covered her lips with her own and began fondling her breasts. After the initial shock of it all, the Tick-Tock relaxed and got into the rhythm of things. They both squirmed and writhed at each other’s touch as they caressed their partners’ delicate flesh. Richard looked upon the scene with a hungry gaze as his pants became unbearably tight. He pushed down his trousers and kicked them away before pulling forth his throbbing cock and coated it with the salve, hissing as the burning sensation set in. After aligning his member with her anus, he slowly poked her to get the muscle to ease up and let him slip him. Soon, Richard felt himself get swallowed in. Ylva hissed in complaint before relaxing to the soothing sensation of the salve. He gripped her hips and pumped himself in and out slowly, giving her innards a chance to adjust to the intruder. Still, it was deliciously tight for him as he slid deep within her. The two ‘girls continued to play with one another as he hooked his leg over hers for better leverage and began picking up speed. Ylva whined as she felt her master’s drilling churn her insides. The soothing salve helped it feel like a massage pouring into her.

            Her aggression spiked and she pulled off Morgan’s pants and buried her face into her sex. Morgan whimpered under the assault of her harem sister’s ministrations. Richard felt Ylva climax and the convulsions of her ass strengthen, trying to push Richard out. The tamer felt himself reaching his end, so he increased his speed and slammed into her as hard as he could. Ylva’s eyes opened wide and she cried out as she felt another orgasm pass.

            Richard also screamed, but for a different, much less pleasant reason. He now had a pair of lashes across his upper back in an “X.” Tears began to ease their way out of his eyes as he fell to the side. Ylva and Morgan looked up to see what was wrong, when they noticed a pair of Dominas standing about three meters away.

            The Ylva pulled herself from Richard and shifted to her attack form. Morgan also scrambled to her feet. Richard was writhing on the ground. “Shit!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, “Damned thing must’ve been poisoned!” His brain fought a signal through the pain and he hooked his hand around his pants and released Agrona. Richard continued to cry out his pain as he pointed to the feral shakily without getting up. “Morgan… slow. Gah!” he gritted his teeth and continued, “Aggy, Ylva, tag team.” His harem shot into action as he dragged himself to his pack to look for his antidote salve. How could he have been so stupid? Taming in the wilderness was one thing. Taming noisily in the wilderness just after a large confrontation with NO guard made Richard question his sanity at the time. Damn you hindsight! Richard reached the salve and was ineffectively trying to apply it. The sooner he could stop the pain, the sooner he could think straight.

            Morgan was sweating profusely. The fatigue from slowing the Boobleaf’s razor leaves added to the stress of the current task was too great. “Master,” she whined out, “S-sorry!” she dropped the ground and began gasping for breath and hyperventilating. Richard cursed as he watched his support fighter fall. With the time field down, Agrona and Ylva were having a hard time getting close to the pair. The two Dominas were back to back and using their whips to keep the two attackers at bay while using their dominating techniques to try to wear them down. Richard grabbed a dispenser of recovery, having finally gotten the Antidote salve into his wound, sprayed Morgan with it and helped her to her feet.

            “You’re not healed, so no more time magic,” Richard told her. He studied the battle scene quickly. “They aren’t paying attention to us so try and hit them with an elemental magic attack.” Morgan blasted Fira again and took both the ferals from the side. Once down, Agrona and Ylva mobbed them. Richard heaved a sigh. “I have to remember to teach you more elemental spells.” He balled the two ferals before his melee fighters killed them. “Well, that was a lesson learned. Next time, let-“

            “Hwuaaa?” came a shy voice.

            Richard’s head whipped around to see a pair of Geogals and a Gravelgal observing them. Richard looked at the sky and mumbled, “Whoever is doing this to me, what did I do to piss you off so?” Richard stole a glance at his ‘girls. Agrona and Ylva were both cut up fairly badly and Ylva looked as if she was straining to mask the apparent pain the poison seeping in her wounds. “Ladies, I think this is a battle better left unfought. Book it.” The group sped off and away from the oncoming ferals. Fortunately, Geogal evolutions were slow.

 

(6/30/304 0330 – Outdoor Arena adjacent to the Sage Town Pokécenter – Crescent League)

 

            It was black outside with the exception of the low buzzing of the lights used to illuminate the arena. Richard was sitting comfortably on a rock and observing his ‘girl’s training. He had found a nifty pair of sunglasses to keep the light out of his sensitive eyes, so he could finally cut his bangs to a normal length. For the last hour, he had been trying to get Agrona and Ylva to perform Sabre Claw. His knowledge of chi was limited to what he used it for personally, so he hadn’t really been of much help. Morgan, having a fighting sub-type, knew exactly what had to be done, and so she was doing much of the instructing with a few suggestions from him as they went along. Richard had been trying to increase his harem’s “arsenal” of techniques. He noticed with some distaste that he’d been using virtually the same strategies for just about everything recently. He wanted much more versatility than he had, and the only way to correct that without adding to the harem was teaching them new techniques. It was also a good opportunity to observe Morgan’s leadership skills. She seemed to be doing an adequate job at the moment, but there seems to be room for improvement.

            Richard was reviewing the entries of the ferals he had captured and hadn’t sold yet. The Boobleaf had her advantages, but there’d be bad blood between her and Ylva. He didn’t need that splitting up the group. The Dominas had some useful, if difficult to obtain, evolutions. Then again, the attitude of a Domina would limit her usefulness in team battles, something he valued.

            Richard stopped reading when he felt a tickling sensation in his skull. It felt… familiar somehow. His expression darkened before becoming neutral. He glanced over to see what looked like an A-bra dozing off on a bench. “Can I help you?” he shouted. His harem turned stopped and looked at him, wondering what was going on. Richard decided to let a thought slip through his otherwise blank mind. Cut the crap. Get out here. The psychic was recalled by an average looking human girl with black hair and green eyes. Richard gave her a sour look. “It’s very rude to read someone else’s thoughts without their permission,” Good way to make enemies too. He wanted to add the enemies part, but he didn’t know what she wanted.

            “You’re good,” she announced, “Donna said that your mind became completely empty once you noticed her.”

            “I take it you have a reason for antagonizing me.” The girl looked like she was trying to look sheepish, but Richard didn’t like the way her eyes looked though.

            “No harm was meant.”

            “What do you want?” Richard asked flatly.

            “Straight to the point, eh big guy?” she stuck her hand out. “You can call me Janice.”

            “I’m not repeating my question.”

            Her eyes narrowed, but she kept her hand extended. “Who’s being rude now?” she looked as if she were starting to pout.

            Richard turned and left towards the area his girls were in. Janice was shocked. Most people are at least polite, even when someone crossed a line they were supposedly unaware of. Richard bent and whispered something into Morgan’s ear. He pulled out his ‘dex and snapped a picture of the human girl and left with his harem in toe.

 

(6/31/304 2200 – Forests above Feijoa – Crescent League)

 

            Richard had left Sage Town quickly. He filed a police report before leaving- although he may have exaggerated a bit- about Janice abusing her A-bra. She’d probably have her pokégirl confiscated or maybe have her Tamer’s license suspended depending on how moody the local police chief was feeling. The reason why he left so soon was that he simply had a bad feeling about that girl and wasn’t one to risk ignoring such a feeling. He did have the sense to pick up a few jars of the town’s special honey before he left. He didn’t have a palate for anything other than blood or pulped innards, but he could always use it to treat his girls whenever they did something good. He snickered as he thought of Ylva’s sweet tooth. She’d never admit it, but if it was candied, smothered in jam, or the like, she went gaga when she thought no one was looking. It was especially amusing to see her try and resist the urge to shove sweets in her mouth in front of others.

            Richard had lucked out earlier and bumped into a man that was one of the main suppliers of plant pokégirls for the town and the Buzzbreast hive while he was looking through the selection of honey. He innocuously mentioned his encounter with the Boobleaf and caught the man’s attention. Due to the rarity of Boobleaves and the buyer’s excitement, he managed to get a fine price on her. A couple of Buzzbreasts actually flew over and thanked him for the new ‘girl on his way out surprisingly enough. With the money, he restocked his potions, salves, a few jars of Lust Dust from a kid with a Boobysaur, found a special package for an Alpha collar, five Beta collars, and a pair of Alpha transponders for a relatively cheap price, and even a nice and thick pair of sunglasses that worked well enough that he could finally cut his bangs short enough to actually see during the daylight hours. He even had a large chunk left over. After a lot of work, his two melee fighters figured out Sabre Claw. Just when they were ready to celebrate, Richard told them to practice it until they could deliver the technique in rapid succession. He was rolling the stronger Domina’s ‘ball around in his hand. He decided to keep one, but he couldn’t exactly deal with her right now. He hid her ball in a deep section of his pack and left it there for “safe keeping.”

            He looked up towards the night sky and sighed. It appeared as if the blockheads that followed him out of town had caught back up with him. He noticed them follow him to the shore of the island south of Sage town and used Morgan to speed off without them. They seem to be caught back up with him strangely enough. It appears to be time to give them the slip again.

 

(7/02/304 0400 – Uninhabited Island to the west of Feijoa – Crescent League)

 

            Alone again, Richard and his Harem were sneaking up on a group of sleeping fire types. The plan was simple: cover the mouth/muzzle, slit the throat, ‘ball and do all this while Morgan is “speeding up the progress.” Now they just had to keep from waking any of them. Richard himself decided to stay a good ways back and stay silent so he didn’t get in the way. The Denmother was the first target, since she’d probably be the biggest thorn in their side if she woke up. Agrona approached her stealthily. Well, she did so stealthily until she stepped on a twig of all things. One of the most amusing psychological phenomenon, when someone is trying to be quiet, everything seems much, much louder than it really is. Due to this, Agrona mistook her snapping twig for a demolition crew. Her expression was priceless, especially considering that none of the sleeping ferals so much as twitched. Ylva took out her first target with no real incident and ‘balled a Flarea. The stunned Slutton finally shook herself out of her stupor and approached the sleeping Denmother. Agrona seized her. The canine’s eyes shot open and she began to struggle but to no avail because the attacker tore out her throat seconds later and ‘balled her. Her harem sister took out a stirring Pyrothon next. The process continued until a group of Growlies awoke and started making a racket. Fortunately, by the time they did so, the only ones that were left were themselves and a trio of Kitsune.

            Now that there was no need for silence, Richard radioed his orders out to the three. “Morgan, reduce the time field and take out the Growlies with non-fire magic. After that, everyone try and pin down the stragglers.”

            Their actions were slow due to Morgan’s magic and the Growlies fell when Morgan fired a round of Mystic Bolts at them. The three Kitsune bolted, only to be cornered by Richard’s three ‘girls. Morgan had reduced the time field to a lower level so she could use her fighting techniques on one who might decided to bolt. One of the ferals glanced around desperately. They were trapped, plain and simple. If they scattered they might get away but… Richards harem closed in on the group. A Kitsune from the back actually broke through the other two and directly attacked Agrona. The other two took it as an opportunity to run for it. Ylva and Morgan pursued the runners while Agrona knocked away the desperate Kitsune. The attacking Kitsune began to glow ominously in mid-flight. With a flash, a Myobu was in her place. Richard scanned her quickly.

 

MYOBU, the Celestial Fox Pokégirl

Type: Near Human (Vulpine Animorph)

Element: Electric (Celestial)

Frequency: Rare

Diet: omnivore, preference for fish and meat

Role: Defenders of honor, scouts

Libido: Normal

Strong Vs: Electric, Flying, Steel, Water

Weak Vs: Dragon, Ground, Plant, Rock

Attacks: Bite, Fist of Fate, Fox-Lightning*, Illusion, Leap, Pleasure Spark, Pummel, Quick Attack, Scratch, Tackle, Thunder Bolt, Thunder Kick, Thunder Punch

Enhancements: Enhanced Hearing (x6), Enhanced Olfactory Sense (x4), Enhanced Agility (x2) Enhanced Speed (x5)

 

            “Careful Aggy, she’s no pushover anymore,” Richard warned, “Morgan is gone, so she’s now faster than you. Hold until the others get back.”

            The three white tails she had each crackled with electricity. Agrona narrowly dodged a thunderbolt before getting hammered in the face with Thunder kick. The celestial fox bounced away from the dazed Slutton. Agrona shook herself from the jolt she received before getting slammed with Fox-Lightening.

            “Common, Aggy shake yourself out of it. She’s coming in for another melee attack. Use Sabre Claw.”

            After a few moments effort, Agrona resisted the paralyzing effects of the technique and clawed at the oncoming fox. The Myobu rotated herself enough that the attack only nicked her. She landed on her feet and fired a pointblank Thunder Bolt. The Slutton flew backwards and landed gracelessly in a heap. The enemy fox-girl’s movements suddenly became sluggish as Morgan and Ylva reappeared. With the feral slowed, Ylva had no problem taking down and ‘balling the fox before she could react. Richard appeared out of the brush and helped Agrona wobble to her feet.

            “I like her,” she wheezed out, “Are we gonna keep her?”

            “I’m not sure,” he said neutrally, “Celestials make my skin crawl, but if she evolved for the reason I think she did, she would be a fine addition, so I’ll need a bit of time to think about it.”

            “She’s got plenty of spunk,” the battered Slutton said with a mad grin.

            Morgan feigned a naïve look. “She has spunk? But, Master Richy hasn’t tamed her yet,” she said with an airy look, “Maybe I can’t see it because of her white fur.”

            Richard could do nothing more than groan at her play-on-words.

 

(7/03/304 1300 – Road to Acerola – Crescent League)

 

            Morgan had a light time field set up around the clearing. The taming restraints were set up and Richard was already second guessing his decision. Taming a celestial, the very idea made him cringe. They had always made him uncomfortable, even when he had no real reason to be uncomfortable. Logically, he had nothing to worry about since no Myobu shared the same personality qualities of a Celestial unless the old honor code they had as a Kitsune dictated that they should. Still, the mere idea of it was making him second guess himself. Richard signaled to Agrona to come hither and readied the Myobu’s ball. With the push of a button, the fox in question appeared, and the next thing she knew, she had a fist full of Lust Dust shoved in her face and was clamped into the restraints. Her flushed face showed brilliantly through her white fur.

            “Mind if I help?” Agrona asked as she licked her lips.

            Richard sighed. “Normally I wouldn’t, but if you get a whiff of the dust, you might both of us,” he said with a sad smile, “Sorry.”

            Agrona left to sulk while the celestial struggled against the restraints in vain. Richard steeled himself and studied her appearance. She had a lean, athletic build with a modest pair of hips and nice B-cup breasts. She didn’t have as full a figure as his other ‘girls, but her toned body did appeal to Richard. It was completely covered in cream colored fur with pale yellow tips at the breed’s typical locations. Her face was partially anthropomorphic. It had a humanlike shape to it with fox ears and a very slight muzzle. It was difficult to distinguish unless viewed from the side. One of the more arousing features she held was the play of her muscles and just how well shaped they were.

            Now that he had gotten himself in the proper mood, Richard disrobed and leaned over her. Due to the effects of the dust, the ‘girl didn’t think of anything other than getting closer to him. He ran his hand up and down her inner thigh and smiled slightly when he heard her whimper a sweet “Myooooo…” sound. His hands traveled up her figure to caress her hips and trail a lone finger around her breasts. Richard hesitantly lowered himself and laid a gentle kiss upon her lips. The fox stopped squirming and returned the kiss with gusto and shoved her tongue into his mouth. They explored each other’s mouth until Richard broke and planted his lips on her neck. He nibbled her there gently and ran his tongue across her carotid artery. One of his hands cupped her breast as he trailed down her clavicle and suckled on to her other one. She squirmed and whimpered as he rolled it around his mouth and sucked it noisily. After breaking contact with her breast, he brought his second had to it and brought his tongue’s attention to her navel and smiled when he heard her gasp and return to her struggles. His hands traveled down to spread her legs a bit further so he could access her. He pushed a pair of fingers into her while he continued teasing her apparently sensitive belly. She ground her pelvis against his hand to the best of her ability considering the restraints. Unable to take it anymore himself, Richard repositioned himself between her legs and thrusted himself into her. The Myobu cried out as he began pumping himself in and out of her. Taking this as encouragement, Richard increased his speed and gusto while he used a spare hand to rub her clit. The fox girl giggled and continued her cries. She seemed to learn fast. After her first orgasm, her walls closed down on his penis so tightly that he wasn’t able to move it. When they let up, he continued his thrusts for two more rounds until he finally spilled his seed into her.

            Richard sat back and panted for a minute before getting up and inspecting his new pokégirl. “How ya feel?” he asked casually. She cocked her head to the side and said nothing. “Right, you must be a feralborn,” he sighed “I need to get you a speech T2.” He unlatched her restraints and soon he had a furry form glomped onto him. The contact of a celestial made Richard nauseous, but he held fast and returned the gesture of affection by stroking her spine.

            Sensing his discomfort, she looked up at him and gave him a curious “Myo… bu?”

            Richard smiled and gave her a peck on the cheek. “I’m fine, you’re not a bother.” She didn’t seem convinced by this and stood on her tip-toes to kiss him. Richard leaned into it for a bit before breaking for some air. “Ready for more?”

 

(7/04/304 1845 – Road to Acerola – Crescent League)

 

            Ariadne, the new Myobu, was actually already fitting into the cycle of things. Apparently whatever her honor code was had something to do with family or “the better for the whole” type of flow. Even though she couldn’t really communicate, she always got right into helping someone with whatever they were doing. Richard finally decided that he made the better choice now that he sees her working with everyone this well, this soon although one time she did chatter at Ylva when she was trying to be lazy, as if to chastise. It was something that really tickled Richard. It may have been her celestial nature showing through, but it was nothing he couldn’t live with.

            The night was going rather smoothly with one tiny exception. They were being followed… again. Those idiots were back. How they kept catching up with him was beyond his guesses, although it could have something to do with the Frostits he saw flying with them. Richard didn’t have time for this. He needed to get to the Acerola market and soon if not sooner, but he had a nagging feeling that they’d just corner him there. With all this, Richard pulled forth his pokédex, hit the record button and started teasing Ylva. She growled at him menacingly as he continued trying to get a rise out of her, but it was actually more cute than menacing since she was in her passive form. He mentally noted that the Frostits and the idiots she was traveling with were getting closer. Richard noted with his night vision that there were three men. This was going to be a bitch and a half.

            “Huh?” Richard murmured for apparently no reason while still recording. He turned it up to the Frostits just as she was preparing her Icicles attack. “Morgan! Slow her down!” he shouted in a feigned panic. Richard released Agrona and Ariadne and woke them from their snooze just as Ylva got mowed over by an oncoming Cheetaura. The rest of the group was moving out of the way of the raining Icicles while Ylva shifted to her attack form and promptly pretzeled the Cheetaura. Richard shouted orders and made sure to get a recording of the three men releasing more girls and sending them his way.

            “Morgan, drop the field around the avian and speed us up!” Richard shouted into the radio. Thankfully, the execution of the orders allowed Richard to dodge some fighting type that was trying to cut him in half, now that all the enemies were moving four times slower than they should be. He also used this as an opportunity to drop his ‘dex so he didn’t have to bother with being accurate with the following events. “Use Fira on the avian!” Richard tapped Ariadne on the shoulder and pointed to Morgan. The Myobu trotted over to Morgan just as the Tick-Tock was streaming out a wave of fire at the ice bird, who swerved harmlessly out of the way only to get hit by Fox-Lightening and crash to the ground paralyzed. Richard returned to the usual calm voice he used in battle. “Agrona, I want you to take out the Tamers. I don’t care how, just do it and start hitting return on all the pokéballs,” he commanded... “SHIT!” he then screamed as an enemy Wild Cat slashed at him from behind. He collapsed face forward and didn’t speak another word. Ylva was tearing away furiously at anything that dared cross her path. For everything that thought they might be tough enough to survive an encounter with her had their flawed judgement immediately corrected with a barrage of Sabre Claws. She then saw Richard fall. Rushing over at the cat in a blind rage, she used Takedown and beat the cat’s skull in only to be stabbed from behind by a sword wielder.

            Just as the Frostits was starting to reawaken, the wave of fire that Morgan had cast earlier turned in midair and washed over her. It was a trick that the Time Mage had learned from Richard. The earsplitting shriek made several of the enemy pokégirls hesitate. Agrona made it to the first tamer. He wasn’t in that good of condition anymore and several of his pokégirls were just recalled, at least the ones that were still alive. Morgan fired a Chi Blast at an oncoming bug-type before she noticed that Richard and Ylva had fallen. She increased the speed of the harem and took the sword wielder from behind, delivering Crushing Blow to her temple. Once that was taken care of, she turned her full attention to the time field, slowing down the enemies further down to times eight or speeding up Richard and the harem if you’d rather. Ariadne took Ylva’s place and started attacking all the “non-family” pokégirls indiscriminately, using Leap to close the distance between her and the targets. Agrona took out the second tamer, recalling more ‘girls including the agonized Frostits. By this time, the third tamer had released an Ice Maiden and some kind of snake-type to keep the attacker away. Fortunately, they were all to dim-witted to set up a guard before sending out their fighters. Morgan would’ve paid to see the expression on that guy’s face when Ariadne’s Thunderbolt hit his Ice Maiden from the side. It looks like they have a little sharpshooter on their hands. Agrona cleaved through the snake and took out the third tamer. The rest of the enemy pokégirls disappeared from the battlefield.

 

(7/05/304 0600 – Acerola Police Department – Crescent League)

 

            There had been a lot of surprised police ‘girls when Richard pushed three purple stained, barely clothed men through the door and rambled off his experience. He was now sitting at a metal table in front of a Lawfoxx and a Ka-D-Bra. The Lawfoxx was rubbing her temples with an agonized expression. “Okay, let’s get this straight,” she began with a sigh, “You were suddenly mobbed by three tamers you’ve seen before.” Richard nodded. “They released a number of pokégirls including a Frostits, an Enchantress, a Cheetaura, a Heroine and several others bringing the total number of opponents to seventeen.” He nodded again. “And you overwhelmed them with four pokégirls?” she finished with a disbelieving tone.

            “Sounds about right,” Richard said as nonchalantly as he could with a smirk.

            “According to your tamer entry, you have a Slutton, a Lupina, and a Tick-Tock.”

            “I also have a Myobu. Haven’t found the time to update my entry.”

            “I’ve got this all right?” she gave him a disbelieving look. The Lawfoxx flicked an ear towards the Ka-D-Bra who merely shrugged back. “May I ask how you did this?”

            Richard chuckled. “If I reveal my strategy, then everyone will use it. Word gets around quickly and I’d lose a trump card.” He rolled his shoulders. “No matter how unbelievable it sounds, I’m not lying, and Miss Sybil here would know if I was.” Although I’d probably be dead right now if the idiots hadn’t been carrying some Great Grapes on them.

            The Ka-D-Bra’s antennae twitched at the mention of her name. He is correct, and he is not lying, she broadcasted.

            The fox cop gave the psychic a sour look before casting a suspicious one at Richard. “Is there anything else that you need?” she asked.

            Richard shook his head. “Not really, except I’d like to know if the claim to their gear I filed was granted or not.”

            She sighed again. “Not yet, but if you come back in a couple days and check, the paperwork would be done by then.”

            “Then there’s nothing else, am I free to leave?”

            The suspicion in the cop’s expression increased. “Are you suuure that there’s nothing else?”

            “Am I free to leave?” Richard repeated in a pleasant tone.

            “You are free to leave Mr. Knight.”

            Richard got up and left in a cheery manner. He had plenty of things he needed(/wanted) to buy, and had the money to do it. The two civil service ‘girls looked to each other. Well, Sybil began, that was certainly a unique experience.

            “Yeah, there was something really strange against that guy,” Sybil’s partner answered.

            His thoughts seemed… filtered.

            “Do you think we should get a warrant? He was way too cheery for my taste.”

            They weren’t that filtered, but the cheeriness was a front. He was emotions tasted like he was irritable.

            “He didn’t show it.”

            He may be trained or at least experienced. With what information his mind did let through, no league official in his right mind would sign a warrant.

            The fox cop sighed. “Do we at least know why he was attacked?”

            Yes, he also turned in a video of one of them answering that very question. It was also confirmed when I analyzed their minds. Apparently, he filed a complaint of a girl who was illegally using a psychic to scan his mind. It wasn’t her first offence and her license was revoked. One of the attackers was her cousin.

            “Is he a trouble magnet?”

            He might be.

            “At least he’s cute.”

 

Name:                          Knight, Richard

Age:                             16

Residence:                    Myrica

Status:                          Active

Rank:                           4

Security Clearance:       Beta

Licenses

Tamer              Y

Master Tamer   N

Researcher       N

Watcher           N

Breeder            N

 

Active Harem 

Morgan: Tick-Tock:    lvl 30

Agrona: Slutton:          lvl 32

Ylva: Lupina:              lvl 25

Myobu: Ariadne:        lvl 19

 Registered Alpha: Agrona

Notes: Graduate of the Myrica School for Battling

 (also he hasn’t told Aggy that she’s his alpha)

 

 

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Nightwalker
Type: Dark and/or Magic
Frequency: Rare
Description: The good version of insomnia. The subjects never seem to get tired and never look like they need sleep. However, they are rarely found in a good mood. Nightwalkers have a reputation as foul-mouthed hermits who disdain 'normal' people. In some sense this is true, but I think this is more because they are constantly grouchy than from any real dislike or disdain.
Variants: I have heard rumors of 'morning-people' Nightwalkers who are insanely cheerful all the time. The urban myth that these people are killed by any Nightwalker to cross their path is unrealistic but exist for a very good reason.

 

 

LUPINA, the Werewolf Pokégirl
Type: Near Human Metamorph – Canine/Lupine
Element: Normal/Fighting
Frequency: Rare (Blue and World Champ Leagues), Very Rare (All other Leagues)
Diet: omnivore, with carnivore tendencies
Role: nighttime guardians, hunters
Libido: Average, High on full moon nights
Strong Vs: Bug, Dark, Ice, Rock, Steel, Cat-types
Weak Vs: Flying, Psychic, Magic-types
Attacks: (Only in attack mode) Bite, Slash, Tackle, Takedown, Leg Sweep, Low Kick, Reverse Crescent, Concentration, Growl, Yowl
Enhancements: Enhanced Strength (x6) Enhanced Hearing (x4), Enhanced Olfactory Sense (x6), Good night vision, Minor regenerative capabilities.
Evolves: Wolf Queen (Moon Stone)
Evolves From: Mynx (Moon Stone)
One of the original species to appear during the War of Revenge, in modern day, Lupinas are a considerably rare and very popular species of Pokégirls that, like Griffons and the like, has two modes. The passive, (or normal) mode and the attack mode.
When in their Passive Mode, a Lupina looks like any normal Very Near Human type Pokégirl, usually slightly tanned and gently muscled, standing anywhere from 5'8" to a solid 6' in height and usually with breasts that are around a generous C-Cup with only a few exceptions of her looks hinting to what her true species is. While the only outward physical trait that points to what she truly is are the Lupina's slightly pointed ears, one should know that in her Very Near Human mode, a Lupina has a very good sense of smell, hearing and night vision. This is the form that is preferred by Domestic and Threshold Lupina.
When in her Attack Mode, a Lupina increases in both her size and muscule-mass, ranging anywhere from an impressive 6'10" anywhere up to 10'!!! As she becomes a perfect anthropomorphic wolf, a Lupina's whole body becomes covered in fur, normally the same color as her hair, (common colors being brown, black, gray, and white, with some being red or silver) and her hands and feet gain an impressive set of claws. It is understandable that in this mode, Lupinas are very strong and dangerous, becoming an excellent fighter in battle. Understandably, Feral Lupina and Lupinas evolved from a Mynx prefer to stay in their Attack Mode.
Appearing in the latter half of Sukebe's war on humanity, it was theorized that Lupinas were created as a secondary, if not replacement Dog-type for the Growlie. As found after the war had ended and Pokégirls started to become domesticated, Lupinas are an incredibly strong-willed Pokégirl and won't just bend to the will of another. The Lupina is not submissive type of Pokégirl, no matter how much they're sweet-talked, trained, or dominated, which makes for a Pokégirl that is not easily turned against her kindred. Truly, it was an aspect that Sukebe's forces would have benefited from.
However, it is not impossible to turn the Werewolf Pokégirl to one's own cause. It takes a considerable amount of hard work and effort on the part of a Tamer to get on a Lupina's good-side. Still, because they ARE a Dog-types, Lupinas does have that basic drive to show loyalty and concern for someone they care about like other canines.
That is why those that do become bonded are very loyal to a Tamer that they like and will often show submissive behavior to them, albeit only in private. It is this loyalty that has given the Lupina a startling level of popularity; a loyalty where they would literally give their life to keep their master safe. Interestingly, the Feral Lupinas have been the easiest to turn and make loyal to a Tamer, albeit not without other troubles.
Feral Lupinas travel in packs, normally ranging in numbers between eight to a full dozen. These packs are a more common sight over in the Blue Continent and regions of the World Champ League. It should be also warned that until taken from their pack sisters, a Feral Lupina gives all of her loyalty to them, and if one is attacked, all will defend one another with ferocity.
When it comes to battle, a Lupina is a very serious force to reckon with. While a Fighting-type, it is not their primary element, and so their battle style is a mix of modes. A Lupina's upper-body attacks seem to be more like an animal, biting and clawing with abandon, and using her voice to cause ill-effects to an opponent Pokégirl.
However, when it comes to her legs, a Lupina is almost as dependable as an Amazonlee, and can cause some serious damage, especially with her clawed feet. Top it off with the fact a Lupina also regains health over time, (15 HP every 3 minutes) and the Lupina as a Pokégirl for traveling Tamers that don't have the money for potions on hand or carry a PPHU.
However, one should be careful about pitting them against a Pokégirl of the Magic-type. Due to the nature of their transformative abilities, Lupinas have a clear weakness against magical attacks. It interferes with their healing abilities, and causes greater damage then most attacks, and that will add up over time.
Taming a Lupina is usually done while the Pokégirl is in her Passive Mode, as it is easier for a Tamer to take control of the Pokégirl, and allows for equal participation from the get-go. However, some Tamers prefer to Tame a Lupina while she is in her Attack Mode, which understandably, can be seen as a more exotic and tantalizing. To do this safely, a Tamer should start off with using higher-end restraints until they've trained their Lupina how to restrain themselves during Taming. It is also suggested a Tamer use toys for the larger Lupinas, as to better sexually please them. No matter the form they're in, Lupinas prefer Doggy-style the best.
The form of Lupina is not a common occurrence for a girl going through Threshold. However, it is certainly not unheard of, and is becoming more of a common occurrence to this date. It is speculated in the next decade, the frequency of a Lupina might be lowered to Uncommon in the Blue and World Champ Leagues as their numbers grow.
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BOOBLEAF, the Erotic Arboreal Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Plant
Frequency: Uncommon in Johto and Opal, Rare in all others.
Diet: vegetarian
Role: horticulture
Libido: Average to High
Strong Vs: Electric, Rock, Ground, Plant, Water
Weak Vs: Bug, Fire, Flying, Ice, Poison
Attacks: Whip, Razor Leaf, Catnip Kiss, Solar Beam, Tackle, Leaf Shield, Vine Bondage
Enhancements: Strong skin, Florakenisis, immune to pollen and spore based attacks, pleasing aroma
Evolves: Driad (Leaf Stone), Scarecrow (Dusk Stone), Juganium (Normal)
Evolves From: Chikotit (normal)
While most ‘girls go through changes when they evolve, few have changes as drastic as those of an evolving Chikotit. Whereas a Chikotit before evolution is a perfect example of a “Plain Jane”, after becoming a Boobleaf everything changes. She becomes, in a word, stunning.
Boobleafs generally gain about 5-7 inches of height, putting them around 5’6” usually. Her skin retains the light green coloration it had before, though in some cases it deepens into an olive color. Her bust increases by anywhere from one to two full sizes. However, the biggest changes taking place are not on her body, but her face.
Gone are the plain looks that were the defining feature of the Chikotit. In their place is a face that would make a tamers jaw drop. Flawless skin, full lips, sharp chin, and perfect eyebrows all make for a stunning girl, but again it is her eyes that define this breed. When one looks into a Boobleaf’s eyes, one sees a kaleidoscope of shades of green ranging from bright emerald to deep moss. Looking at these eyes for the first time can be compared to ones first taming, and many tamers have been left breathless after seeing a Boobleaf for the first time.
Another prominent change that takes place is the seeds around their wrist sprout into small leaves. These leaves have a soothing aroma, and are often harvested to be sold for use in aromatherapy or tea. Harvesting these leaves doesn’t hurt the girl in any way, though it takes a few days for the leaves to regrow. During this time, the ‘girl is unable to use any skills that require leaves as a medium (i.e. Razor Leaf, Leaf Shield, etc).
Another set of seeds grow around her neck, but there are unusable for any techniques and do not sprout until the next evolution.
However, looks are not the only things that change when a Chikotit evolves. After evolution, the Boobleaf gains a mild form of florakinesis that allows better control over her attacks. What this means is that her vine whip and razor leaf attacks very rarely miss, and often hit it in vital or weak areas of the opponent’s body. This special ability also grants her access to the Leaf Shield technique, a powerful defensive technique that makes feral Boobleaves hard to catch. When using this technique, the leaves on her body (either those on her wrist or those growing in her hair) separate from, and then begin to rotate around her body. They then rapidly grow and stiffen until they are around 3x3 feet and are as hard as boards. When using this technique, the Boobleaf must focus all of her attention on maintaining control over the leaves; because of this the girl is unable to do any other attacks until she drops the shields. This does not mean that the Boobleaf is unable to attack, as some seem fond of using the giant leaves to attack and distract opponents. A common technique used by tamers is to have a fire type ignite the leaves, and then have the Boobleaf use these leaves to inflict horrible burns on the opponent.
To researchers, the Boobleaf’s other abilities (those beside her looks and battling skills) are what make this breed so interesting. Boobleaves are very affiliated with plants. While other plant types are invigorated and strengthened by the sun, the Boobleaf actually gains vital nutrients just by being in direct sunlight. While this doest not completely remove the need to eat, a Boobleaf has a very, very small appetite.
When it comes to taming, Boobleaves are fairly compliant. Like their previous form, if they are doing it with someone the love and respect then they will be utterly submissive and willing to do anything to please their tamer. Female tamers are especially fond of Bobleaves, as the control the now have over their vine allows them to use the Vine Bondage technique, as well as some others not recognized by the Sex League Battling Officials. Said officials are still trying to get information on the Tenticoo Wape game Boobleaves like to play with female tamers. No such tamer has willingly come forth with information.
In the wild, Boobleaves can be found sunbathing or tending to the grove of trees they often “adopt”. The generally don’t attack travelers, unless the area of the forest under their control is directly threatened that is. For this reasons, logging companies are highly recommended to send surveying teams to determine if the area they want to cut down is under to protection of a feral Boobleaf, or worse, feral Juganium. Said companies take Feral Boobleaves very seriously, as more then one group of loggers has mysteriously disappeared. It is no surprise that Elf Queens are very fond of his breed.
Catching a feral Boobleaf can be a difficult task, as they often use the Leaf Shield technique at first sign of danger. It is suggested that you surround the ‘girl with the rest of your harem, cutting of any avenues of escape. Pound the girl, and then ball her as soon as the shields drop.
Thresholding into a Boobleaf is not an uncommon event in the Johto league. When it does happen, it is generally taken well as the girl is usually just relived she didn’t turn into a Chikotit.
ADDENUM BY PROF. GABBY E. SPOT OF THE JOHTO LEAGUE
There appears to be a hiccup in the genetic makeup of this breed. A small but growing number of discolored girls have been discovered in the wild as well as in tamers harem. While there is always a variation of colors in any breed, I have never seen something to this extent. Nick-named “Autumn Boobleaves” the first thing noticed is the skin color. Unlike a normal plant type, these girls have a drab brown coloration, muck like the bark of a tree. Their leaves likewise are discolored, though to a much greater extent. All the leaves on her body (wrist, hair, and those used for the Razor Leaf and Leaf Shield attack) are in shades of red or gold in coloration, much like the leaves on a tree in the fall. When using the Razor Leaf attack, the visual effect is akin to a swirling cone of flames rushing at you. The most stunning change however, is her eyes. Unlike the normal kaleidoscope of greens, the eyes of an “Autumn Boobleaf” are a storm of red, orange, yellow, and gold. This gives them a more fierce appearance visually, though these girls seem more timid and bashful then the normal Boobleaf. It is important to note that although these girls are drastically different visually, they are no stronger or weaker then a normal Boobleaf. This change has not been seen in any Chikotit or Juganiums, though it is not an impossible occurrence.
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DOMINA, the Aggressive Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Plant/Poison (leather is NOT a valid element)
Frequency: Uncommon
Diet: human style food, heavy on meat
Role: frequently domesticated Pokégirl, often used to discipline/oversee other Pokégirls. Also commonly used by criminal elements.
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Tomboys, Ingenue, non elementals
Weak Vs: Psychic, elementals
Attacks: Rose Whip, Call Me Queen, Poison Lash, Dominate, Sex Attacks 1 & 3
Enhancements: Toughness, Hypnotic Gaze/Voice, Healing Factor
Evolves: Dominatrix (normal), DragonQueen (Dragon E-Medal)
Evolves From: Nymph (Dark Stone)
Nymphs are already an extremely sexual race of Pokégirls, enjoying practically anything thrown at them. When exposed to a Dark Stone, they become something very similar, but with a slightly demented twist. They lose their power over pheromones, but instead gain the ability to use poisons and various plant abilities. Their sexual appetite changes from loving virtually everything, to loving two specific things: Pain and domination.
Their tastes in clothes change as well. They absolutely love any sort of leather clothes, ranging from being absolutely covered in it, or just barely being covered enough as to not be nude. No one knows if they make their own clothing or just get it from somewhere, but it is agreed the Domina leather is top notch.
Personality wise, Dominas are difficult to control and not recommended for beginning Tamers. They have some minor psychic talents, mainly their ability to use a gaze/voice attack called Dominate. Tamers that do not have a strong enough will often find themselves at odds with a Domina, constantly having to prove their dominance over them or using their other Pokégirls to do so. Tamers such as these are encouraged to either trade her away or evolve her to a Dominatrix, where she will mellow out a little bit.
To have a willing and submissive Domina, a tamer must show that they are the dominate one in the relationship. This can be carried out either through being forceful during sex, somehow being able to ‘project’ their will onto her, most likely through a blood gift, or just generally resisting her sexual advances and showing it doesn’t affect them. Even then, sometimes a Domina will still believe she is the one in charge, or just won’t be as loyal as a Pokégirl should be. There is one way to get a very loving and loyal Domina. Control is something they love more than anything, and giving it up is something they almost never do. If a tamer can show that they are the dominate one, and then give up some of that control back to her, she will do almost anything for him/her.
Their method of attack fits perfectly with their name. They strive to cause pain and to dominate her opponent. Their Rose Whip technique is a layered ability, forming a whip-like tendril out of a common plant, which they can then use for a variety of attacks, with the multitude of thorns on it, it is perfect for the amount of pain they love to inflict. They can also use Poison Lash to coat her whip in poison to further break down her opponent. They are also resistant to pain and physical damage, and they heal faster than normal.
It should be noted that while Domina are a common Pokégirl in criminal organizations, they are not evil. They are best described as having very loose morals and don’t mind doing whatever it takes to have their fun with someone.
There are breeds with a natural resistance to the attacks of Domina and Dominatrix, such as the various cat-types and armored varieties like Valkyrie. Others are actually more susceptible, such as Ingenue and Tomboy. People with genes from these Pokégirls are more inclined to resist the effects of a Domina.
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A-BRA, the Psychic Snoozer Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Psychic
Frequency: Uncommon
Diet: human style food
Role: Security, Research Assistants, Emergency Rescue
Libido: Low
Strong Vs: Fighting, Poison, Psychic
Weak Vs: Bug, Dark, Ghost
Attacks: Teleport, Foresight, Confusion, Fade
Enhancements: Telepathy
Evolves: Ka-D-Bra (normal), Ishtar (Dusk Stone)
Evolves From: None
Known as the premier psychic type throughout the world, the A-bra was originally used as Sukebe's first psychic types. Unfortunately, though he managed to create a psychic human-like Pokégirl, he had no way to anticipate the stresses that using her powers would create in her mind. As a result, and fortunately for the human race, the A-bra Pokégirls require upwards of twelve hours of sleep everyday, and even up to 18 hours if she uses her stronger psychic abilities. It was this unfortunate tendency that allowed numerous Pokégirls of this breed to be captured after the war, and even during it- their unfortunate need for sleep after using their powers makes them so tired that not even a retreat order directly from Sukebe himself could rouse an A-bra. Although initially killed on sight (typically while asleep) by human soldiers and by the first tamers as being too powerful to control, soon after the war the A-bra were captured instead and information on psychic types was finally gained. They were among the first psychic types to be captured and brought to the human side.
The A-Bra is a small Pokégirl, rarely exceeding 5'4 in height. Their skin is a goldenrod yellow, though their hair can be any color. Bust size, as their name suggests, is a mere A-cup. Their other defining feature is a pair of "antennae", similar in structure to catfish whiskers, positioned just above their eyebrows. Research strongly suggests that these structures, rarely more than a few inches long, act like conductors for psychic signals, and are used mainly to pick up brain waves and as a way to focus her psychic abilities. Oddly enough, these antennae are also observered in two of her higher evolved forms: the Ka-D-bra and the Alaka-Wham. Most A-bra do have hair, although a small percentage are bald for some odd reason that researchers are unsure of even today. It is generally assumed to just be some genetic quirk, although tamers seem to suggest that the bald members of this breed are actually stronger than the A-bra who do have hair. Tests have shown inconclusive evidence of this, however. Though they are known to sleep between 12-18 hours a day, the A-Bra remains fairly useful even amongst anti-Pokégirl leagues. They have the ability to read minds, teleport, and have a danger sense. They are also quite intelligent, often having just the answer her trainer needs in any predicament, provided he can rouse her to consciousness long enough to give her thoughts. However, A-Bras are physically frail, and lack the powerful Psychic attacks of their more evolved forms, making them a poor choice in a fight. Feral versions are very rare. It is far more common to find them at a breeding center, such as the famed Tendo Ranch. A-Bras, while not common by any means, are one of the more likely outcomes of Threshold for a girl with strong Psychic ancestry.
It is very rare to see an A-bra in a harem, since most tamers would rather skip the pain of trying to raise a sleepy A-bra when they could have the powerhouse that is a Ka-D-bra instead, or some other psychic type that doesn't require so much slumber every day. Because of their requirements, no A-bra has been documented as an Alpha or a Beta in any harem other than a coordinator's. This breed was not originally meant for fighting, and it shows in the battles that one is in. The ones that they do participate in, however, are often won through intellect and strategy rather than brute strength, using teleport to escape and then mundane attacks as well as Foresight to do some damage and avoid being attacked. Outside of harems, they are often used in any number of non-physical occupations, as well as transports- using Poképacks to carry a fair amount of material, the A-bra can convey a large amount of supplies over amazing distances without the need for Pokéball transfer systems. This makes her a very useful emergency rescue Pokégirl, though they are susceptible to the elements compared to other Pokégirls often used for the same role.
It has been noted throughout different harems that A-bra are very wary when Dark-type Pokégirls are around. This is attributed to the possibility that as they sleep most of the day, they are easy prey for dark type Pokégirls moreso than most other psychic-types. Another little quirk is that they dislike being compared to bug-type Pokégirls, including Spidergirls and Spiderwomen. This is a little more difficult to pin down, but is typically considered to have something to do with their antennae, a feature that mostly only bug-type Pokégirls possess. In a battle, Bug-types and Dark-types are often their first targets (even ferals share this odd sense of strategy, and this behavior has yet to be fully studied), as they are the Pokégirl-types that seem to resist their psychic abilities the most. Using Confusion, and then Foresight, the A-bra can even use Teleport as long as no one or nothing else is touching her in order to get away or get closer to her opponent. Fade is used to give her the ability to escape when needed, a technique used to great effect during the war and in more modern times to assist with capturing criminals and to trail others.
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KITSUNE, the Mischievous Fox Pokégirl

Type: Anthropomorphic (vulpine)

Element: Normal

Frequency: Common

Diet: omnivore, preference for fish and meat

Role: domesticated Pokégirl

Libido: Average

Strong Vs: Ghost, mouse Pokégirls, bird Pokégirls

Weak Vs: Fighting, dog Pokégirls

Attacks: Scratch, Bite, Pummel, Leap, Tackle, Psychic Illusion, Ember

Enhancements: Enhanced Speed and Agility (x2), Enhanced Hearing (x4) Enhanced Olfactory Sense (x4)

Evolves: Vixxen (Fire Stone), Foxxsea (Water Stone), Hoarfoxx (Water Stone and arctic conditions), Nogitsune (personal dishonor; loss of tail), Psivyx (Psi Crystal), Myobu (Extreme stress, faithful to code)

Evolves From: Vulvixx (normal or Fox E-Medal)

A Pokégirl based on the pre-Sukebe animal known as a fox, this Pokégirl was designed to create confusion in the ranks of the human armies. One of the first of the mass-produced breeds due to her relatively simple genetic code, the Kitsune was distinctive for the bushy tail that is about two feet long and the vulpine-like muzzle on their faces. However, numerous accounts are known of the Kitsune assuming human forms with their Illusion and Psychic Illusion techniques to bring confusion to most any human command structure.

There has been some confusion in the centuries since, as the Vulvixx was discovered. The Vulvixx, a Fire-type, evolves into the Kitsune, which is a Normal-type, and then evolves in one of many directions (although, admittedly, most include a fire-type in the evolutions).  Research remains ongoing into this particular phenomenon, but it's widely considered to be a genetic quirk, and nothing else.

The Kitsune, or fox Pokégirl, is a common form for girls undergoing Threshold to evolve to. Like the Eva, it has multiple evolutionary tracks but is not high powered in its base form. Kitsunes are highly mischievous and delight in innocently causing trouble (no malicious intent), such as taking pictures of embarrassing situations and posting or selling them, inciting romantic triangles from both sides, enjoying the good life and stiffing total strangers with the bill, etc. It's this particular trait that kept them from being targeted widely by anti-Pokégirl organizations, as even they realize and understand a good joke when they see one (or can at least find a use for the Kitsune, one way or the other). They also make great pets, as most Kitsune are rather intelligent and are proficient in the kitchen and at household chores, though do well with children also. Just be sure to keep an eye on them so they don't teach the children how to play pranks on their parents.

Despite not being a fire-type, the Kitsune does have access to an array of elemental techniques to assist in their mischief. Not especially great in either sex battles or standard battles, the Kitsune are often evolved quickly when found in a combat harem. These Pokégirls have a slight quirk, however: despite their mischievous nature, every Kitsune chooses their own rules and code to live by- whether it be as simple as never allowing her tamer to be harmed, to never harming a child. If their rule, or code, is broken by a certain measure (by choice or accident), this often triggers the evolution into a Nogitsune, which all Kitsune dread with a passion. Kitsune get along well with Trixies and other Pokégirls that enjoy playing jokes on others, and it is not recommended to have two or more pranksters in a single harem as they will constantly attempt to outdo one another.

(Note: Name is taken from Japanese fox-spirit which are highly mischievous.)

 

 

MYOBU, the Celestial Fox Pokégirl

Type: Near Human (Vulpine Animorph)

Element: Electric (Celestial)

Frequency: Rare

Diet: omnivore, preference for fish and meat

Role: Defenders of honor, scouts

Libido: Normal

Strong Vs: Electric, Flying, Steel, Water

Weak Vs: Dragon, Ground, Plant, Rock

Attacks: Bite, Fist of Fate, Fox-Lightning*, Illusion, Leap, Pleasure Spark, Pummel, Quick Attack, Scratch, Tackle, Thunder Bolt, Thunder Kick, Thunder Punch

Enhancements: Enhanced Hearing (x6), Enhanced Olfactory Sense (x4), Enhanced Agility (x2) Enhanced Speed (x5)

Evolves: Kitsune (Breaking code)

Evolves From: Kitsune (Extreme stress, faithful to code)

            Not all Kitsune go through a situation like this, but Kitsune who manage to follow their code and overcome the situation evolve into something new, unlike a Kitsune who failed to follow their code and evolve into a Nogitsune. This faithful fox evolution is called a Myobu.

            Myobu have the same basic color scheme as their cousins the Hoarfoxx. Their fur is one of the varying shades of white (I.e. Cream, off-white, pure white). Their hands, feet, tails and ears are all tipped in a varying shade of yellow. The yellow fur is where most of the girl's electricity is stored. The amount of fur actually varies, with ferals being fully anthromorphic to having a mostly human girl with fox ears, tails and fur on their hands and legs. Their height varies between 5'4" to 5'8" with their body shapes usually described as lean and lithe with breasts in between low A-cups to low C-cups. Myobu have a random number of tails, usually in between 2-5. Researchers speculate the Myobu's number of tails is dependent on their code and the stress caused by the situation in which their code was tested.

            Myobu are honorable girls and deeply follow their personal code, showing dislike for girls who blow off their code, or mock it. There have been instances of more extreme Myobu referring to themselves as 'Defenders of Honor' and promptly struck out against the mocking Pokégirl. Due to this trait, Myobu can sometimes be found working in the police force, especially if their code is to always follow the law. In the opposite side of the spectrum, their have been cases of evil Myobu, many researchers were shocked she was still Celestial and other ‘good’ Myobu could be around them describing how they could still be celestial in this statement, “As long as a Myobu follows her code, she’s doing what she must, being Celestial doesn’t mean you’re a ‘good’ guy”. With the said statement, researchers considered this aspect of Celestial and Infernal as being defined as ‘Good’ and ‘Bad’. Their speed allows them to stay in pursuit of running targets, subduing them with their Fox-Lightning attack.

            Due to their arms and legs being where a majority of their electricity is stored, these girls have a preference for using quick punches and kicks usually resulting in an Impromptu Thunder Punches and Kicks. They usually stick to being up close and personal.  Most Myobu have a tendency to actually take up ‘soft’ martial arts life When they fight from a distance they fire off Thunderbolts and Fox-Lightning to weaken the target before moving in with the punches and kicks.

            In a harem setting, Myobu make decent Alphas and Betas, they're not as jumpy and erratic as some of the other electric types, and usually try and keep the harem on the straight and narrow, at least her idea of the straight and narrow. Myobu are one of the few Celestials that Infernals aren’t bothered by, vive-versa for the Myobu. It’s something about how the Myobu ‘Isn’t so up her ass like most of the snooty celestials’ one Daimon said when questioned. It’s been noted that the ‘evil’ Myobu actually become good friends with the Infernal types, which is an oddity in itself.

            It is NOT wise for a tamer to have a Nogitsune and a Myobu in the same harem. The Myobu is extremely disappointed and angry at these girls for failing in sticking to their code, rejecting the Nogitsune and treating her less than trash. Though, if a Myobu manages to get past her hate, she can help speed up the process of getting the Nogitsune to evolve into a Dark Kitsune. A Dark Kitsune instantly has a Myobu's respect for having redeemed herself, and gotten back to following the code.

            Incidentally, a Myobu will take a leadership role among Kitsune so as to try her best to keep the Kitsune following their paths and not going against it. The Myobu have an instinctual knowledge of what a Kitsune's code is and will not willingly share it with anybody except the Kitsune. In very rare cases of Myobu who have broken their code of honor to the extent of being irredeemable they are ‘evolved’ back into Kitsune to start the process again and capable of regaining the evolution again, or evolving into a Nogitsune.

            Tamers of Myobu note that they love to use Pleasure Spark during the act, arousing and relaxing the tamer. Myobu also like having their feet massage and their hands held during taming as those areas are highly sensitive to them along as their tails. Most Myobu keep the same taming preferences they had when they were Kitsune, only with an enhanced focus on their hands and feet.

            Feral Myobu can be occasionally be seen around Kitsune, taking a motherly leadership role, or if they’re alone, always seem to be muttering 'Inari' while seemingly praying at random intervals. When approached they will try and run, shooting back weak thunderbolts to cover their path as they bolt away. The muttering of Inari doesn’t happen as often when a Myobu is tamed, though when they manage to get a moment of free time, they can be spotted praying quietly.

            There is speculation that a Blessed Kitsune may have an easier time evolving into a Myobu, but this is just a rumor and should be regarded as such. Threshold cases of Myobu have been noticed; these girls usually have the lowest amounts of tails and commonly have electric, celestial or fox ancestry.

 

·        Fox-Lightning (ATK 40 + EFT): The tips of a Fox-type’s tails glow slightly as they charge. After a turn of charging, the electricity discharges towards the target, forming what appears to be a small fox that races along the ground. When it strikes it causes damage and paralyzes the foe 90% of the time. (Can be used by Fox-types only)

 

 

FROSTTITS, the Frozen Sky Pokégirl

Type: Animorph (Avian)

Element: Ice/Flying

Frequency: Rare

Diet: snow, pokechow, frozen food, chilled fish

Role: Air-to-Ground support fighter, Airborne scout, tactician

Libido: Low to Average

Strong Vs: Ice, Dragon, Grass, Bug, Flying

Weak Vs: Electric, Fire, Rock, Steel

Attacks: Gravity, Wing Buffet, Ice Wall, Little Cloud Mk II, Ice Beam, Wave of Ice, Icicles, Snow Storm, Snow Blind, Phoenix Down

Enhancements: Heals from Ice, Enhanced Strength (x4), Enhanced Stamina (x4)

Evolves: None

Evolves From: Neigix (battle stress)

            Unlike Firebursts, Frosttits don't gain any height.  Their hair generally remains whatever shade it was prior, though 20% may find it turning blue or platinum blonde.  There is no change in eye color.

            Frosttits gain a lot of strength, though, which is odd for avian Pokégirls.  She is capable of lifting three times her own body weight and flying with it for half of her usual flight time, baring any extensive maneuvers.  Their breasts usually increase half a cup size, and their feathers are generally white or silver tinged with blue patterns.  Frosttits can apparently change the blue patterns whenever they desire, and have been known to play pranks on people by using this ability.

            Frosttits are not as unreachable as a lot of ice Pokégirls.  Frosttits, though quite calm, do laugh and smile, something many ice Pokégirls don't do.  However, when it comes to combat, it is quite terrifying to see how well a Frosttits can strategize.  Some have shown the ability to predict an opponent movements so well that they were even able to not only accurately predict the number of moves both they and their opponent would use before their opponent fainted and the location their opponent, but the precise position the opponent would faint in, and how long their opponent would be out.

            Feral Frosttits have also displayed this talent, as tamers will often find the Frosttits have used natural terrain and time specific traps to devastate the tamer's Pokégirls during a fight.  It's sometimes speculated that a Frosttits may have psychic abilities, but these ideas have remained just that: speculation.

            Unlike their previous evolution, Frosttits actually like games of chance, as they oftentimes grow bored of games that can be too easily calculated.  In fact, many casinos that have rules banning psychic and magic Pokégirls usually include Frosttits in that ban, unless the Frosttits is playing games of complete chance, such as Roulette.

 

LAWFOXX, the Foxy Cop Pokégirl

Type: Near Human/Metamorph (vulpine)

Element: Electric/Fighting

Frequency: Rare, usually found at police stations

Diet: Omnivorous with strong leanings towards carnivorous

Role: Law enforcement

Libido: Average

Strong Vs: Water, Steel, Rock, Ice, Normal

Weak Vs: Ground, Dragon, Psychic, Plant

Attacks: Tackle, Takedown, Pummel, Handcuff Bondage, Wrestle, Thundershock, Thunder Wave, Rolling Spark, Thunderbolt, Thunder, Static Barrier, Zap Ring, Mag Bomb

Enhancements: Enhanced Agility (x3), Enhanced Strength (x4), Enhanced Senses, Electrical affinity & generation ability, encyclopedic knowledge of all laws, photographic reflexes, incorruptible, strong leg muscles, can produce handcuffs from nowhere

Evolves: None

Evolves From: OfficerJenny (Fox E-Medal)

            For the longest time, it was believed that OfficerJennies had no evolution.  After the NightNurse and Moonmaid were discovered, people began to wonder about OfficerJennies once more.  For years after their creation it seemed that they were incapable of evolving.  It was only until after an OfficerJenny accidentally came into contact with a Fox E-Medal.  The resultant evolution produced a rather interesting result. 

            LawFoxxes go from being Very Near Human to Near human upon evolution, sprouting a long, fluffy-furred tail, their hair changing to a darker shade of blue.  Their ears become pointed fox ears, and their leg muscles grow much stronger, their legs growing slightly longer as well.  But the biggest changes they go through are gaining the ability to generate and manipulate electrical energy and the ability to morph into a more animalistic ‘battle form.’  In this form, their leg strength and electrical prowess is at its maximum.  Their faces become more vulpine in appearance, becoming a muzzle, their bodies sprouting a coat of reddish-orange fur, a lighter streak of yellow-orange going from the underside of their tails to their lower jaws.  Their bust size actually increases in this form as well.

            The change from OfficerJenny to LawFoxx is a fairly painless one, occurring quickly as the energy of the medal is absorbed into the Pokégirl.  The mental changes are a bit slower, as the LawFoxx must adjust to new sensory input as well as the addition of animal instincts to their mental processes.  It can take a while for some LawFoxxes to adjust, but it can be done. 

            LawFoxxes become much more useful in frontline combat due to their electrical abilities as well as their legs, which allow for much higher and longer jumps, making them capable of keeping up with faster flying Pokégirls.  Their jumping ability improves so much, that their jumps have become their trademark, some trainers working on ways to make their jumps into a form of attack.  In terms of battle, LawFoxxes tend to start out fights with paralyzing attacks, like Thunder Wave, allowing them to use their amazing jumps to get in close and slap the cuffs on their opponent, limiting their movements.  LawFoxxes retain their love of the law, as well as their strategic and leadership abilities, plus their intelligence and problem solving skills. 

            Something that’s both puzzled and infuriated researchers is the LawFoxx’s tendency to fixate on a perp that they’re unable to catch after a few tries.  They become anxious if that perp’s name is mentioned, and become hostile if taunted about their inability to catch her target.  Their obsession can be controlled, but its best to make sure the perp they’re fixated on isn’t in the area when they’re on a mission, as most LawFoxxes, usually inexperienced ones, sometimes forget their mission and go track their target.  At times they’ll work with the perp if it’s for the greater good, but they’ll always try to arrest them afterwards, their dedication to the law and what’s right being endless. 

            Rarely are LawFoxxes found in the harems of wandering Tamers, as they tend to prefer to work for law enforcement agencies.  They’re fairly valuable, and E-Medal production is limited, so it’s difficult to get one at times.  Due to their animalistic nature and electrical powers, letting a LawFoxx go feral carries harsh punishments.  There have been three known cases of a LawFoxx going feral, due to their Tamer dying in the field and the LawFoxx being unable to find taming in time.  LawFoxxes act like animal-types, but in addition to just saying their breed name, LawFoxxes have also been known to say ‘Yer unner arrest,’ and ‘crimnal!’ when they find something or someone they find interesting and/or arousing, which is usually followed by tackling and the producing of handcuffs.

            There have been only a few cases of Thresholding into a LawFoxx recorded.  It’s not a regular occurrence to the nature of their evolution and is so far only known to happen in families with heavy Jenny ancestry.  The process is a fairly steady process, neither excessively fast nor excessively slow, and causes some discomfort, ranging from numbness to sharp pains as their bodies alter.

 

KA-D-BRA (aka PSIKICK), the Telepath Pokégirl

Type: Near Human

Element: Psychic

Frequency: Rare

Diet: human style foods, especially sushi

Role: commonly used for peacekeeping

Libido: Average

Strong Vs: Fighting, Poison, Psychic

Weak Vs: Bug, Dark, Ghost

Attacks: Telepathy, Confusion, Teleport, Telekinesis

Enhancements: High psi ability (teleportation, telepathy, telekinesis), high intelligence

Evolves: Alaka-Wham (normal)

Evolves From: A-Bra (normal)

            Nothing summarizes the evolution from A-Bra to Ka-D-Bra so much as "growth". She grows taller, usually only a few inches, with the tallest seen being 5'7. Her bust size increases dramatically, becoming the D-cup she takes her name from. Her "antennae" double in length, usually 4-6 inches in length. Their skin darkens to a medium orange, though their antennae remain yellow. They also become more active, requiring less sleep, and more regular Tamings.

            With their physical growth, and especially the increase in the size of their antennae, Ka-D-Bras experience significant growth in their psychic powers. Their ability to teleport and powerful telekinesis more than makes up for their physical frailty, giving them an edge in combat that their previous form lacked, and their augmented intelligence gives them a grasp of tactics that allows them to make the most of their attacks.

            Ka-D-Bras tend to make people nervous. Many Ka-D-Bra sided briefly with Mao in her Rebellion, only to break away after Pine Ridge.

            Unfortunately, the taint of associating with Mao continues to follow this once more plentiful and valued breed. Fear and distrust make Ka-D-Bra nervous or report feeling sickened, while those who have found a Tamer who trusts and likes them find a staunch ally in the near humans.

            One peculiarity of the Ka-D-Bra still has researchers puzzled. A Ka-D-Bra will eagerly bend any spoons she comes across with her telekinesis, almost to the point of compulsion. While this urge is not intense enough for Tamers to use it as bait to capture Feral Ka-D-Bras (which are as rare as their unevolved form), most Tamers who have a Ka-D-Bra in their Harem quickly learns to eat with chopsticks.