Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Of Wild Hearts and Pok�girls ❯ Masterful Like Mitsuka ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Of Wild Hearts and Pokégirls
By: Kid Loose (squall2k184@yahoo.com)

I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

I laid a divorcee in New York City
I had to put up some kind of a fight
The lady then she covered me with roses
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind

(Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

(Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

**Honky Tonk Woman by The Rolling Stones**

Chapter 03: Masterful like Mitsuka

+Adults Only+

"Rise and shine, my furry little friend…"
San whispered these sweet nothings into the large triangular ears of the Kitsune who shared her bed. A few more whispers and Aiko began to stirred, though to the girl's dismay the fox just curled up into a tight ball and drew the covers tightly around her tiny body, trying her best to remain asleep.
Now, San wasn't about to have this, so she grabbed a hold of the blankets and tugged them off, revealing her 'friend's' nude and petite fur-covered form, her nipples rigid from the crisp morning air.
That final tug was all it took to finally rouse Aiko, who rolled onto her back, stretched out her limps and yawned loudly, smacking her lips noisily.
San straddled Aiko's waist between her legs and laid herself atop the fox, her own naked body tickled by the Kitsune's pink fur. She held Aiko's head between her hands and leaned in, pressing her lips to the fox's muzzle, sliding her tongue over the Kitsune's fangs in a very passionate good morning kiss, and San could just barely discern the lingering taste of her own sex on Aiko's breath.
"I'm hungry," San said suddenly as she pulled out of the kiss. "Want me to call out Bright to make us some breakfast?"
Aiko frowned disappointedly, apparently expecting another taming.
San scanned the room and found her pack over by the closet. She padded over to it, careful not to step on hers and Aiko's clothes scattered liberally about the room as she retrieved it. She dug around inside for a moment before drawing out the appropriate pokéball and popping it open.
Bright Akai the Flarea materialized in front of the naked blonde girl. She was the same height as San, with long, fluffy light blonde hair that reached to the small of her back. She had long, elliptical ears, a black, triangular button nose, and bright red eyes. She was covered in orange fur and had a large, fluffy, light blonde tail. She had a tight waist, nice hips, and a large bust, into the upper D-cup range.
San really envied those breasts.
Bright stood their garbed in her usual attire, which was absolutely nothing except a white apron with pink frilly lacing.
Bright put a paw on the back of her neck and tilted her head from side to side, soft cracking noises resonating as she massaged the stiffness from her collarbone.
"San, you really have to let us outta those 'balls more often," she said sharply. "I don't know about the other girls but I don't think I'll ever get used to those things."
"Oh man, I'm sorry, Bright," San apologized. "We've been a bit busy, and I guess I forgot all about you."
Bright put her paws on her hips, a stern frown on her face. "Well how do you like that?? We tag along to keep you safe and you stuff us into tiny 'balls and forget all about us!" she said indignantly.
San let her gaze drift to the floor. She really felt ashamed of herself.
Aiko got up and crossed the room, standing beside her friend and tamer. She bowed respectfully to her harem-sister, a pleading look on her face. "Please forgive her, she's had a bit of a rough ride," she apologized for San.
Bright, paws still on her hips, smiled coyly. "Oh… alright. I can't stay mad at you," she said, giving San an acknowledging nod. "Especially not when both you and Aiko are giving me a cuteness double assault like this."
San grinned cutely, wrapping an appreciative arm around Aiko. "By the way, could you make us some breakfast, please?"
Bright raised an eyebrow and looked at San hard. "My, aren't we presumptuous," she said heartily. "Well, I'll do it, but I'll be expecting a good taming later on!"
"What a surprise…" San replied sarcastically. Somehow she thought that Bright would probably want a good taming anyway…
Anyhow…
And at just about anytime…
As Bright made her way to the room's tiny kitchen, her breasts bouncing softly with each step, San retrieved two more pokéballs from her pack.
"Get your Aura of Cute ready, Aiko," she advised. "I'm probably gonna have some more apologizing to do to the rest of the gang, too."
Two more pokégirls materialized, a Growlie and a Tatfir, completing San's harem
Kané Inu was the Growlie. Her height was comparable to San or Bright's, shimmering orange-red fur covering her body. She had shining brown eyes and a muzzle that was shorter and a little wider than Aiko's, with light blonde hair on her head that fell down to her shoulders.
She had most of the standard Glowlie features, including the black tiger stripes on her back, arms, legs and tail, and blonde fur patches on her chest, stomach, groin and inner thighs. She never wore clothes, and had breasts somewhere in the range between the C and D cups.
San envied those breasts, too.
The Tatfir's name was Violet Hana. Unlike most of San's pokégirls, Violet actually has a human looking face as opposed to an animalistic muzzle. Her face had soft lines to it, and was vaguely heart-shaped in whole, with eyes that matched her name and lovely red lips. Her eyebrows were black though her hair was blue with silver streaks, falling to about shoulder length.
However, unlike her face the rest of Violet was covered in soft white fur, adorned with randomly placed tattoos of all sorts, most notable among these were the large, black, hollow stars, one on each shoulder.
In addition to all this were the small triangular ears atop her head and the brush-bottle tail rising from her backside. Her figure was also quite lovely, accentuated by a trim waist, medium wide hips and a beautiful ass.
She was the tallest of them all, standing at five foot ten. She too went around naked, and like the rest of San's harem she had a very large bust that inspired some minor jealousy in the girl.
No sooner had they appeared than both stretched out their arms and yawned loudly.
"Good morning you two," said San, smiling her best.
"Good morning, Sanny," Kané replied, yawning again while scratching her ass.
"Hey y'all, girl!" Violet cheered happily, obviously the morning person of the two.
There seemed to be no scorn in their tone, and San sighed with relief. She walked up to them and pulled them into a warm hug.
"I thought you guys would be upset with me, for leaving you in your pokéballs too long," she said. "Bright seemed pretty steamed when I let her out."
Both of them pulled away, happy smiles on their faces.
"Girl, you know her," said Violet. "She likes to act all uppity and what not."
"Though it wouldn't kill you to let us out from time to time," Kané added.
San nodded. "Fine, okay, I'll make sure not to forget about you girls." And with that the three of them came together in another hug.
It was about that time that the smell of simmering pancakes filled the room, and San and her close nit click of friends all crowded into the tiny kitchen around Bright to see how they were coming along.
San was the first one on the scene. She slipped up beside the Flarea, taking in the delicious sent. "Mmm, they smell wonderful," she said, playfully cupping Bright's furry ass in her palm.
Bright blushed deeply, looking at San sheepishly. "They'll be done in a minute," she blurted out, trying in vain to ignore the hand on her bum.
San gave her left buttock a good squeeze, impish joy shooting through her as she saw the pokégirl's nervous glare. "I can see you're also making some tea," she said as if nothing were amiss.
The other three pokégirls were watching this scene while desperately fighting back sniggers. Then Kané and Violet caught each other's gaze, nodded at one another, and then both of them stared devilishly at Aiko, who was completely oblivious to their scheming. As one the Growlie and Tatfir drew back their hands and quickly slapped them down hard onto either of the Kitsune's buttocks. The fox blushed a deep crimson, obviously holding in a surprised yelp from the slap on her rear. Her face had the distinct look of someone thinking, 'God, just kill me now!'
San couldn't help but laugh at this, and even Bright gave a jovial chortle. When San heard her laughter she looked to the Flarea and smiled.
She moved behind Bright and wrapped her arms around the pokégirl's waist, pulling herself in close and resting her head against her furry back. "I have to thank you all again for coming with me," she told them all, sincerely. "I'm not sure I would've had the nerve to do it by myself."
"Don't mention it, girl," said Violet.
"Yeah. It's really our pleasure," Kané agreed.
"After all, someone has to keep you out of trouble," said Bright, flipping the pancakes.
Aiko was the only one who hadn't spoken up, and now all eyes were on her. She blushed again, suddenly finding her feet quite interesting. As she traced circles in the carpet with her toes, San and the others continued to stare at her.
"Well…" she finally began, though timidly. "I really think I kindda had to…"
"What do you mean?" the human girl inquired.
"I mean…" Aiko started, very shyly. She looked up suddenly, her face flushed. "San, you're my best friend, and I'd be lost without you…"
San was taken aback by this sudden declaration. She released Bright and crossed over to the Kitsune, placing her hands on either side of the fox's furry face. Then San leaned forward and place a sweet little kiss on her forehead.
"I'd be lost without you too, Aiko…" she said sweetly.

Bright severed her collection of unclothed friends the pancakes and tea, and they all ate happily. Once they had finished their meal, Bright tore off her apron and took a seat on the bed beside San, placing a paw on the girl's thigh.
"I bet you thought you were cute grabbing by rear like that," she said sensually. "Well, turn about is fair play, and you did promise me a taming…"
"Oh boy!" called Kané, sitting on San's other side. She pulled the girl away from Bright and into a deep kiss.
"Hell yeah! I want me somma that!" Violet cried as she leaned over San and started kissing her neck.
Aiko, always the meekest of the group, didn't jump in like her harem-sisters. She obviously wanted to, given the way her tongue was hanging out of her mouth as she watched her teammates pile on their tamer. But then she shook her head clear and stared sternly at the gaggle of girls.
"Quit ganging up on San like that!" she ordered. Her declaration caught the other pokégirls off guard, and they all dropped what they were doing and looked at her.
Which gave San enough of an opening to shout, "One at a time, you guys! One at a time!"
The pokégirls looked back at San now, backing away from her a bit to give her some space. The girl smiled appreciatively at the Kitsune.
"Thanks Aiko," she said to the fox. "And sorry guys. Orgies aren't my thing, so you'll have to wait your turn if you want me to tame you."
They girls' faces fell when she told them this, and they became even more depressed when San drew out their pokéballs. "It's Bright's turn, so the rest of you will have to take a break until we're done." With that she recalled Kané and Violet.
Aiko looked at the girl with a clear expression of foreboding. "Me too?" she asked submissively.
San stood up and walked over to Aiko, drawing her into a hug and pressing the fox's head against her bare chest. "I'm afraid so," she said kindly, holding up Aiko's pokéball and recalling her.
No sooner was Aiko gone then Bright was on San, pulling the girl into a zealous kiss. San felt the pokégirl's tongue lapping at her lips as they kissed, and gladly let it enter, slipping her own tongue into Bright's mouth in exchange. She slipped her hands around the Flarea, reaching down and cupping her furry bum, the pokégirl doing the same with her mistress's backside.
They made out a little whiles until Bright's lust got them better of her, and she roughly shoved San onto the bed. Dazed by the sudden action San was taken by surprise when Bright pushed her onto her back and laid herself on top of her. The pokégirl went right for the girl's breasts almost immediately, massaging one as she suckled at the other. San winced when the Flarea slid her mouth over the breast flesh and bit lightly, sending conflicting signs of pain and pleasure through the girl's body.
Now, as far as San was concerned she and her pokégirls were equals. They had been friends too long for San to think of them otherwise. However, just because they were equals in standing (at least in San's eyes they were) that didn't mean they were equals in the bedroom, and San intended to show Bright exactly who was the Tamer and who was the Pokégirl.
Cupping Bright's chin in her palm she pressed her fingers into the Flarea's cheeks hard, putting an immediate halt to the pokégirl's rough play on her breast. Pulling her up to face level San looked at Bright with a malicious smile plastered on her features.
"Eat my pussy… now!" she ordered in a harsh whisper, and she could see just a tiny bit of apprehension welling up behind the pokégirl's eyes.
Bright nodded quickly, shifting herself backward and onto the floor. She kneeled before the bed, placing her paws on either of the girl's hips as she got into position. Her face was betwixt San's legs in an instant, her muzzle pressed against San's folds as her tongue lapped at the girl's opening.
San's breathing was quick and trembling as the Flarea's tongue slipped in between her folds, playing over the inner walls of her canal. She closed her legs, pressing her inner thighs against the sides of Bright's face. The pokégirl was now stuck with her muzzle pressed so deeply into San's crotch that she could hardly breathe. San caught her gaze, and she could tell that Bright knew what she wanted. Thusly Bright began eating out her friend and tamer with renewed gusto, desperate to be freed from the girl's trap.
She began with a few flicks of her tongue over San's clit, and the girl flinched every time that hot tongue slid over her most sensitive nub. The tingling pleasure only mounted as the Flarea began running her tongue slowly over the labia, the pokégirl's saliva drizzling over the engorged vaginal lips as Bright ate hungrily at San's delicious muff.
With pressure building in her loins San bit her lip, fighting to hold her orgasm back so as to prolong the experience. But when Bright pressed her nose into San's clitoris and shook her head vigorously into San's vulva, well, that was it.
The girl screamed loudly, gripping the bed sheets tightly as a great and powerful orgasm threw her into fits and convulsions. As she bucked about in the throws of passion she opened up her legs wide, and Bright took the opportunity to pull her head out from between them, gasping hard once she was free.
While Bright caught her breath, San took the moment to recover from her wonderful climax. As she sat up slightly, supported by her arms, she saw that Bright seemed a little hesitant to continue, and for some odd reason the pokégirl's trepidation was turning San on. Nonetheless, it was Bright's turn to have some fun…
But that didn't mean San couldn't still be domineering.
She stood, crossing over to Bright quickly. She grabbed the pokégirl callously and brought her into a kiss, savoring the taste of her own cum on the Flarea's breath. Though the girl was a bit rough in her methods, the kiss seemed to calm Bright's nerves, and she didn't resist.
San broke away from the kiss and gave Bright a gentle push toward the bed, emphasizing the directive with a hard slap on the Flarea's furry ass. Bright rubbed her bottom, the spank obviously stinging a bit, as she moved to the bed and lay down on her back.
San kneeled down before the bed, placing her hands under the pokégirl's furry thighs as she pressed her face into the fuzzy twat. No sooner was she down there then Bright attempted the same entrapment maneuver she used on her, wrapping her legs around the girl's head and trapping her with her mouth against the Flarea's muff. San was not having this, and countered by slapping Bright with all her might on the side of her hip.
"Ow!" the Flarea yipped painfully, her legs springing open as a reflex. Thus San was released from the pokégirl's trap.
As soon as San was out from between her legs, Bright closed them tightly, a look on her face that told the girl that she didn't much care for continuing. San lightened her expression, feeling that she had taken this 'domineering' thing too far. However, she shook it off and grabbed a hold of Bright's knees, pulling them apart forcefully.
She thought about it and realized that she could be dominant without being mean, and so as she held the Flarea's legs open San shot the pokégirl a warm smile. Bright caught her expression and San could feel her beginning to relax. She made her move, descending slowly and deliberately between Bright's furry thighs.
She slid her tongue over the furry twat softly; trying to be as gentle as possible to make sure Bright knew that San wasn't going to be rough with her. As she worked her pokégirl over she slowly regained her confidence and felt it safe to apply a little more force. She pressed her face in and sucked on the Flarea's clit, hearing the pokégirl coo with bliss.
As San ran her tongue clockwise around Bright's nub, she brought her hand up and gently inserted a pair of fingers. Bright grunted a bit as she was penetrated but other than that she was obviously enjoying it.
San continued to work her mouth on the Flarea's clitoris while pumping her fingers into the pokégirl's cunt. As she felt Bright's juices begin to flow she began to pick up the tempo, ramming her fingers into her friend with steadily increasing force.
"You like that, don't you?" San whispered seductively, which got her an eager nod of agreement from her friend and lover.
San went back into her work with a passion, wrapping her mouth around Bright's clitoris while hammering her fingers into her furry muff. Bright's breath came quick and ragged, and at long last she squealed painfully loud and jerked about wildly, a clear sign that her climax had hit.
The pokégirl trembled as her climax subsided, and she lay still and quiet on the bed. San withdrew her now drenched hand from the Flarea's twat and crawled up onto the bed, lying beside her.
San pressed her wet fingers against Bright's lips, and the pokégirl obediently drew the digits into her mouth and sucked on them lightly. The girl delighted at the feeling of her friend performing fellatio on her fingers.
"You like that?" San asked, lustily. "You like the taste of your pussy?"
Bright nodded, continuing to suck her mistress's fingers dry. San wrapped her free arm around the pokégirl tenderly, cooing softly while radiating a feeling of caring.
"Sorry if I was a little rough with you," San apologized. "But you need to know that I'm calling the shots when it comes to taming."
Bright pulled San's fingers from her mouth and stared wide-eyed at her friend. "You're not gonna make us call you 'master,' are you?"
"Of course not!" San said, taken aback by the question. "Well…" a sly little smile spread across the girl's face then. "Maybe only when we're taming." She punctuated with a hearty chuckle.
Bright shrugged. "I guess I can live with that. Just learn to be a little nicer to your friends, okay hun'?"
San answered her friend with a kiss.

"'Bout time you got here! What, were you too busy having hot lesbian sex or somethin'?"
San blushed deeply. After her escapades with Bright she got dressed and went out to meet her brothers and Angel in front of the pokécenter, which is where Leon delivered this most apt inquiry.
Leon raised an eyebrow when he saw his sister blush. "On second thought, don't answer that. 'You naked' is a mental picture I can do without."
San's face reddened deeper, this time more out of anger than embarrassment. "Yeah right! Like you never tried to peek on me in the shower when we were younger!"
"I was twelve and in intense puberty, bite me!"
"Eew! You actually did that! You dirty little PERV!"
"A-hem!" Kei cleared his throat, bringing his siblings to order. "If you're quite done we have a busy day ahead of us."
As always, Angel stood loyally beside her tamer. "Lassie, do y' gut Leon's t'ings wit' y'?"
Incensed, San gruffly handed her younger brother the spare pack she'd been carrying since yesterday. "Here! Oniichan made me bring your stuff."
Leon opened the pack and found quite a lot of stuff inside; much more than one would have thought would fit in it. Among the items were many dyno-caps, several of which Leon recognized as his TV, game systems, game collection, movie collection, wardrobe, and a few other personal affects. In addition, he found a pokédex and four spare pokéballs.
There was one dyno-cap that caught Leon's eye, as he didn't recognize it in the least. He picked it out of the pack and examined it. "What's this?"
"Oh that," San said, her irritation subsiding a little. "That was a present from daddy."
She took the cap from Leon and pressed the trigger. Soon after she chucked it away and it exploded in a small plume of smoke, which cleared to reveal an awesome looking hover-board, mostly sleek silver in color with dark blue trim.
"Oh sweet!" Leon marveled at the board, which hovered but an inch off the ground.
He kneeled before it, examining it closer with awe. "Cool! This little tail flap on the back is the perfect place to put one of my obscene bumper sticker," he added as he applied a sticker that read: 'My other ride is yo' momma!'
"Quite…" said Kei is his dry fashion. "Anyway, this is from me." He opened his own pack and pulled out a two and half foot long katana, sheathed in a gleaming wooden scabbard. He handed it to the boy, who gaped at this new gift.
"Oh man this is so cool!" said Leon with the air of a kid in a candy store, holding the weighty blade before him with both hands.
He gripped the hilt in his right hand and pulled the sword from his scabbard. Carefully leaning the sheath against the 'center wall. Then he held up the katana with both hands and took a few excited practice swings at the air.
Kei grinned at his brother. "Okay. Just remember it's not a toy," he warned dotingly. "Tamers need to know how to defend themselves, thus I will be teaching you fighting techniques while we journey." He turned to San, a stern yet kind expression on his face. "That goes for you, too."
San acknowledged him briefly before turning back to Leon, who had pulled his pokéballs off his belt and chucked them out before him.
"Hey girls! Check out my new sword!" he said as soon as Lilith and Pyre materialized, holding out his katana for them to admire.
"Wow! Fine looking sword ya' got there, sug'!" said Pyre, her Eva friend nodding her agreement. The two of them bounced about, admiring the blade from ever angle, their chastity belts clinking softly with their movements.
"Whoops! Almost forgot," said San as she drew out her own pokéballs and popped them open. Her four furry friends appeared before them.
"Aiko!" said Leon, recognizing the Kitsune from the Winter Monastery where he and San had lived for the past two years. "And Bright, Kané and Violet, too!"
The pokégirls all gathered around the boy and embraced him affectionately, all except Aiko who stood anxiously off to the side, hugging herself seemingly for warmth.
"Uh, San, you forgot to let me get dressed before you recalled me," the nude Kitsune said.
"Heh-heh… sorry." San passed the fox her hakuma, and the pokégirl quickly dressed herself.
"What about my pendent?" Aiko asked while tying her kimono.
"Right." San dug in her pack and retrieved the crystal pendant of which the fox spoke.
"Thanks. I'd hate to lose this thing," said Aiko, tying the pendant about her neck. "It's all I have left of my mother."
A solemn mood fell over the group then, as they all remembered that fateful day when the Strifes and the Prowers both lost their matriarchs. Yvette Strife, a domestic Dark Maiden, and Ai Prower, a feral-born Foxx, had been poisoned while helping their husbands, Kosuke and Michael, defend their hometown of Insert from a Widow. Aiko's pendant was full of Infinity Antidote borrowed from a friend of Kosuke's. Sadly, it had arrived too late to save Yvette and Ai. Ever since Aiko has worn it in remembrance of them.
"I miss mom, Oniichan," Leon said glumly.
"Me too…" San added just as somberly.
"I know," Kei said simply, drawing his brother and sister into a caring hug. Aiko's harem-sisters did the same with her.
Angel stood awkwardly to the side, unsure if she should join in. Kei saw her and extended an open hand to her, and she drew up close and was pulled into an embrace along with the Strife children.
Leon stood up suddenly and wiped at his face with his sleeve. "I'm gonna make mom proud! I will be a Harem Master some day, and I'll be the greatest!"
Kei, Angel and San all smiled at the boy, and his own pokégirls flanked him proudly.
"Very good, Ototo!" Kei cheered. "But first, you should change your clothes."
"Oh, right," Leon said, remember that he was still wearing the ragged remains of the outfit he had worn on his birthday.
He drew out the wardrobe capsule from his pack, nodding to the assorted group. "I'll be right back!"
And with that he ran back into the pokécenter. Lilith and Pyre made a motion to follow but Kei caught them by their tails and gave them a disapproving glare.
San watched her younger brother go, and then turned to the older one. "Leon's gonna try to earn a badge today, right?"
"Indeed, at the Thrill City Love Gym," Kei answered.
Angel suddenly slapped her forehead, a look of alarm on her face. "Keisuke love, don'na you remember? Da Love Gym gut closed du'n a few years back when dem Trauma Team-wannabes killed a bunch o' tamers an' a Rocket d'ere!"
"Damn…" Kei cursed lowly, burying his face in his palm. "I forgot all about that."
"Worry not, Oniichan!" San said brightly, a wide grin plastered on her face. "Once again your lovely and multitalented baby sister is here to bail you out!
v "Word on the message boards is that the Love Gym's leader survived Team Cold Plasma's attack and is still operating in secret." San said this all in strained whispers, as if she expected the Trauma-imitators to be listening. "It'll take some digging, but I can probably track 'em down for you."
"Excellent, Imotouchan," Kei acknowledged appreciatively. "You get on that right away."
"Okay," San replied, already drawing her laptop from her pack. "I'll head back to my room and get started. You guys meet us at the old gym, and I'll get there as soon as I can."

Once Leon was changed he met Keisuke at the 'center entrance. His new clothes look very much like his old set, save that his new white sweater bore a large yin-yang symbol on the back and a smaller one on the front in the upper left corner. That, and he wore his new sword tied to belt.
They all made there way to the center of town, where the now condemned Love Gym stood. The old building had clearly seen better days, what with large pieces of plywood covering holes in the walls and the remnants of police tape still clinging to the buildings corners. Still, it would do for at least one last battle.
Leon placed his hands behind his head and sighed impatiently. Keisuke and Angel leaned side by side against what remained of the gym wall, and Lilith and Pyre were tucked safely away in their pokéballs.
At long last San rounded the corner, and it was clear from her excited expression that she was successful in tracking down the gym leader.
"I found her!" she piped up proudly. "Am I the best or what?"
"Her?" Leon inquired, ignoring her last comment.
"Indeed. The Love Gym Leader is a woman," Kei answered.
"Too true, Oniichan," said San as she gestured to the woman rounding the corner. "Allow me to introduce Ms. Mitsuka Yoshimine!"
Mitsuka was a tall woman, only an inch or two shorter than Keisuke. She had a figure that was likely to remind one of a goddess, with a large bust and shapely hips. She had a sharp face accentuated by stunning brown eyes and framed by long curly forelocks, the rest of her black hair tied back into a tight bun. She was garbed simply in a red, double-breasted suit top with a hip-length miniskirt and red high heel shoes.
She took one look at Keisuke and her mouth gaped. "Well, little girl, I have to say that I'm flattered to be battling the famous—and incredibly hot—Kei the Blade!"
"I'm not a little girl!!" San shouted indignantly.
"Anyone with breasts as small as yours is a 'Little Girl' in my book," said Mitsuka with a knowing wink. San fumed.
"If I may correct, " Kei said, drawing their attention back to the matter at hand. " You're not battling me, you're battling him."
Kei gestured to Leon, who swallowed a rather large lump in his throat upon seeing the gym leader.
"H-h-hello, ma'am… I-I'm Leon…"
"Oh my! You're the boy who helped save the town the other day!" Mitsuka exclaimed as her eyes fell on Leon, smiling cheerily at him. "I saw you on the news, but the TV doesn't really do justice to how handsome you are."
She glanced back to San and said to her: "You sure do have cute brothers, little girl."
"I'm not a little girl!!" San reasserted, more forceful this time than before.
If Mitsuka heard her, she gave no sign of it as she bounced over to Leon and took him into a tight hug, his head squeezed firmly between her ample bosoms. "Oh my but you're a cutie! When I see cute boys I just can't help myself!" she declared in an almost squealing voice. "Call it a Blood Curse…"
The boy was somewhere between Heaven and Hell from this treatment, and his face turned beet-red. He'd have enjoyed this all far more if his brother and sister weren't there watching.
"Madam Yoshimine," Kei began, annoyed. "If you're quite done we'd like to get down to business."
Mitsuka drew Leon away from her chest and chided Kei playfully with a wave of her finger. "Now, now, Mr. Kei the Blade, first the battle and then we can 'get down' to business." She chortled giddily.
Whilst Kei rolled his eyes, Angel was glaring daggers at Mitsuka for her playful advances at her tamer.
"Look at Angel," San pointed out to Leon. "If looks could kill… she ain't gonna be too happy when she finds out I had to promise Mitsuka a date with Oniichan to get her out here."
Leon grew wide-eyed when he heard this. "Neither is Oniichan, for that matter," he whispered back to San, who lowered her head dismally.
"I had to do something," she shot back in her own defense, as feeble as it was. "Tracking her down was hard enough, and once I found her I was not gonna lose her!"
Kei eyed them suspiciously and they both clammed up after that.

Inside the gym the ruin seemed even worse, as one could still clearly make out numerous plasma burns covering the walls. However, the arena seemed to still be in one piece so it would do.
Leon took up position on one side of the arena while Mitsuka took up position across from him. As the afternoon sun filtered through the cracks of the dilapidated gym Leon stared down his new opponent and steeled himself for his first ever gym battle.
Mitsuka drew a pair of pokéballs from her pockets and chucked them out. A fairly plain looking Domina appeared from one and a lovely though generic looking Dominatrix appeared from the other, both easily identifiable by the shear amount of leather they were wearing. Though neither would be considered homely their beauty far paled in comparison to that of their mistress.
"This will be a one on one match," Mitsuka announced to the gathered party. "My Dominatrix will be doing the actual battling, while my Domina will act as ref'."
"Alright, Pyre! Let's rock 'n roll!" said Leon as he chucked out the 'girl's pokéball. Mitsuka raised an eyebrow at the fiery pokégirl who materialized before her, more than likely because the 'girl was forced to wear a chastity belt.
Leon grinned triumphantly as Pyre stood before him, a look on her face that said she was eager for battle. "I may be a novice, but I know Dominatrixies are part plant, which mean Pyre's got the elemental edge!" said the boy.
Mitsuka shot him a look of shock, her mouth hanging open wide. "Oh my. Did I forget again?" she looked to her Domina, who shrugged back. "Sorry, I forgot to mention that this would be a sex-battle."
Well, just about then you could've knocked Leon over with a feather. "A 'sex-battle'?? What the hell is that??"
Mitsuka shook her head, smiling all the same. "Silly me. I should have told you from the start. Sex-battles are my specialty.
"The rules are very simple, you see," as Mitsuka spoke she gave off the air of a teacher educating her pupil. "Rather than attacking each other physically, our pokégirls will each try to induce the other to orgasm." She grinned a very wide and haughty grin. "First one to cum loses! AH-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Leon looked pleadingly to his siblings, and while San looked to be at just as loss as him, Kei—though naturally taken aback—was still coherent enough to coach his brother.
"This may have been unexpected but don't let it get to you," he advised. "Regardless, Pyre is still an excellent choice. With her lower libido she's still got the edge!"
"Ooo… you're so doting of your baby brother," Mitsuka observed, hugging herself with a shiver. "I bet you would make an excellent father!"
Angel snarled but said nothing. Though most folks nowadays were more progressive in their thinking towards pokégirls, it was probably best she didn't talk back to an authority figure. Besides, if she started she wouldn't be likely to stop, and she was liable to string together obscenely long strings of swears as she launched her verbal talons into Mitsuka.
"Anyways," Mitsuka began with a bright and oblivious smile. "Enough pleasantries, it's time we begun!"
Mitsuka's Domina signaled the start of the match then, and at the same time, Leon swallowed hard. A nervous sweat dripped down his brow as he questioned if he could win this battle.

"Uhhh… my po' achin' snatch…!"
Pyre groaned loudly as she lay on the bed of the pokécenter private room where Leon and Kei had been staying. Lilith and Leon sat side by side on the bed next to her, dejected looks on both their faces.
Kei stood off to the side, Angel standing dutifully behind him. "You did very well for a first timer," he offered by way of encouragement.
"Apparently we were watching different matches," Leon replied glumly. "In the one I was watching we stunk out loud!" Leon drew his hands up to his head and rubbed his scalp roughly, frustration burning within him. "Mitsuka's Dominatrix made Pyre cum in the first two minutes of the match! It was pathetic!"
"Jeez, I'm right here, boss!" Pyre called huffily.
"Sorry, I wasn't saying you were pathetic," Leon apologized sincerely, turning back and looking upon his defeated pokégirl. "It just sucks getting beat like that, ya' know?"
"How do you think she feels?" Kei inquired of the boy.
"Oh yeah," Leon said as the realization dawned on him. "Pyre, you must be feeling just as down as I am."
"Oh, at least, sug'."
"Well, lad, d'ere's always next time," Angel piped up in a chipper timber. "Keisuke managed to talk dat woman into lettin' y' 'ave a rematch a week from now."
"At the cost of another 'date'," Kei said dismally.
"Yeah, well, dat part I ain't to 'appy wit'!"
"Anyway, we should be preparing for your rematch," said Kei, matter-of-fact. "I believe your team would benefit from a few new techniques."
Leon suddenly sat bolt upright, beaming excitedly. "Say! Why don't we teach them that pressure point thing you do? We could win easily if I used that."
Kei shook his head in response. "Unfortunately, the 'Happy Anything Goes Creamy Finisher' was deemed illegal to use in official sex-battles." Kei looked at Leon with a kind and confident smile, and Leon had the feeling that his brother had a plan.
"However," Kei began again. "The Creamy Finisher may be taboo, but I know a few other moves that may help… ones that are considered perfectly fit and legal."
He took Angel by the hand and led her to standing in front of him, the both of them standing in profile before Leon and his pokégirls.
"I guess I'm da 'lovely assistant' for dis t'ing, huh?" she said, punctuating it with a small laugh.
"Quite." Kei nodded and grinned at her. He stood before her, and raised his hands in a praying mantis style stance. "Now, HAPPY ANYTHING GOES CREAMY DELIGHT!!"
With this shout Kei began a blindingly rapid series of thrust, jabbing Angel with two fingers on each hand on various points around her chest, stomach and shoulders. When he finally stopped he paused a moment to brush a few stray strands of his long, dark blue hair out of his face and looked about to find all the eyes in the room staring at him awkwardly.
Kei raised one finger to them all and directed their attention to Angel. "Now, watch carefully." That said he threw both his hands on either of Angel's breasts and squeezed lightly.
Angel gave a ragged gasp and her knees bucked. She collapsed into the arms of her tamer, who held her with one arm while continuing to massage his free hand over her breasts. Finally, he leaned his face in and planted a passionate kiss on her lips while his hand squeezed her left breast almost painfully tight. All present could clearly hear Angel moan loudly into the kiss as her body went rigid as a board and her vaginal juices positively squirted out of her cunt.
As Kei drew his mouth away from Angel's she fought to catch her breath, her body quivering and sweating profusely. Keisuke turned his attention to Leon, who had watched all this with eyes as wide as saucers and a tent pitched in his pants. His pokégirls wore similar expressions (save for the tent part).
"If you're still coherent enough to listen," Kei began. "Then you should note that the Creamy Delight is an off shoot of the Creamy Finisher. The defining characteristic of the Delight is that it increases the sensitivity of the breasts four times, enough to induce climax without even touching the vulva."
"(Again, not as much fun as actual taming, but a definite improvement in my book)," thought Leon as a devilish grin spread across his lips.
"Also note," Kei continued. "That the Creamy Delight has but one Achilles Heel, though I'll leave you to figure that out for yourself."
Leon barely heard a word Kei had just said, though he shook his head clear of his perverted fantasies of using the Creamy Delight on his pokégirls and looked sternly at his brother. "So, you'll teach this thing to my 'girls so they can use it against Mitsuka's Dominatrix?"
"Uh, sug'," Pyre spoke up hesitantly, giving her tamer a beseeching glance. "I really don't wanna battle that Dominatrix again. She was really mean and rough, my po' snatch is gonna be sore for days! Please don't make me fight her again."
Leon glared at her and she recoiled, but then the boy shook his head and smiled at her. "Okay. I won't force you," he said, and Pyre threw her arms around him in an appreciative hug.
The boy turned to his Eva then, and looked at her with a sense of trust. "Lilith, looks like it's all on you."
The little Eva stood and puffed up her chest, standing proudly before her tamer. Leon couldn't help but smile at this display, and he placed his hands on the Lilith's shoulder and grinned gloriously at her.
Kei walked over to the pair and petted the Eva affectionately on the head. "Lilith, your training begins immediately."

A week to the day of his sound and embarrassing defeat, Leon was back and ready to show off some brand new moves. He burst into the dilapidated gym like he owned the place, taking his position in the challenger's square, Kei, Angel, San and Aiko filing in behind him.
"Where the hell is she?" he called aloud.
"She'll be her, don't worry," Kei rebuked calmly.
"He sure is eager to win this match, huh San?" Aiko whispered to her friend.
"Yeah," she replied, also in a whisper. "Let's just hope he doesn't get his ass handed to him again."
"I heard that!" Leon said gruffly. He huffed exasperatedly. "And I will win this time! That is, whenever Mitsuka decides to show up!"
Everyone was brought to attention when the gym doors were once again flung open, and in walked Mitsuka… clad in nothing but a red bra, a matching g-string, fuchsia nylon stockings and red pumps.
Well, there goes that tent in Leon's pants again.
"Ototo! She's just trying to psych you out!" Kei warned. "Don't let her get to you."
Beside him, Angel huffed irritably, obviously none to happy to see Mitsuka again.
Leon shook his head vigorously, clearing it. "Right! Let's just get this started!"
"Good boy," Mitsuka complimented, crossing her arms under her breasts as if offering them. "Don't get distracted, or you might miss something important."
At this point Leon's noise began dripping blood like a leaky faucet.
Mitsuka laughed at the boy while pulling out her two pokéballs (where the hell was she keeping them??). Once again she called out her Domina and Dominatrix. Leon followed suit by summoning Lilith.
"Oh my!" Mitsuka cried out upon seeing the fox/squirrel pokégirl. "You poor boy… don't you know that Evas are bad luck?"
"They are??" said Leon, raising an eyebrow at his pokégirl, who recoiled a bit at his gaze. "That would explain a lot."
"That bad luck stuff's just an old wives tale! Don't let it sidetrack you!" San shouted to Leon, who nodded acceptingly.
The Dominatrix removed her leather garments while San ran over and unlocked Lilith's chastity belt before returning to her position on the sidelines. There the two combatants stood, each one nude, both trying to size the other up.
"You cun do it, lad!" Angel cheered suddenly. "Show dis 'woman' what-firr!"
"Alright!" Mitsuka's Domina called everyone to order. "Let the battle begin!"
*POP*, *SHOOM* and Pyre spontaneously burst from her pokéball, standing by her tamer's side.
"Pyre? What the hell are you doing here?" Leon inquired.
Pyre shrugged back at him. "Well, I gotta cheer on my harem-sister. I don't wanna miss this!"
Leon smiled at her, and nodded appreciatively.
"Dominatrix! Blow Kiss!" Mitsuka spoke up suddenly.
Dominatrix placed two fingers on her lips, smacking them loudly as she kissed. Then she leaned her hand forward and blew the kiss to Lilith. The Eva suddenly became awfully red in the face.
"Damn!" Leon cursed. Pyre's sudden appearance caught him off guard and he let Mitsuka get in the first hit (so to speak). "Lilith! Uh… try a Growl!"
And she did, though this was no normal Growl. Working with Keisuke, Leon and she had adapted it into a sultry purr, and Lilith hugged herself seductively as she growled lustily at her opponent.
Now it was Dominatrix's turn to blush.
"You cheeky boy!" said Mitsuka, who for some reason was also having a case of the apple-cheeks. "You've improved since our last match."
"Good girl, Lilith!" Leon applauded, not noticing Mitsuka's blush. "Now, follow it up with a Butt Wiggle!"
The little Eva turned her back to her opponent and, throwing her hands onto her hips, she shook her little money maker for all that it was worth, which—given her beanpole figure—really wasn't all that much.
"That's right! Shake that ass! Watch yourself! Shake that ass! Show me what you're working with!" both Leon and Pyre sang, clapping their hands in time with the beat.
"Cute, kid, but not good enough," Mitsuka chided, smiling all the same. "Dominatrix! Wrap Attack! (And not the kind of rap the kid is doing!)"
Dominatrix shook off Lilith's Butt Wiggle and drew out a rose that was tucked behind her ear. She morphed it into her Rose Whip and snapped it toward her opponent. Lilith, still in the middle of 'shaking her ass,' was caught off guard by it and promptly bound and drawn in close to the bondage pokégirl.
"Shit!" Leon cursed, worrying that this would wind-up a repeat of last week's loss.
"No-no-no. No swearing, or momma spank!" Mitsuka reproached, playfully wagging a finger at Leon, who 'sweat dropped' like he was in an anime or something.
"Now, Dominatrix! Mountain Hold!"
And here was where Mitsuka's Dominatrix's best asset shined, as her C-cup breasts were perfect for holding Lilith's small head tucked between them, her short stature ensuring that her feet dangled half an inch off the ground. Amidst being bound by the whip and having her head pinned between her opponent's breasts Lilith could do nothing but stare up pathetically at the Dominatrix.
"Time to finish this!" Mitsuka cried, a devious sneer on her face. "Dominatrix! Fuck her!"
Dominatrix brought her free hand down, cupping Lilith's crotch and jabbing her index, middle and ring fingers into the Eva's snatch. This was two more fingers than Lilith's tiny honey pot could handle, and she groaned painfully as Dominatrix stabbed into her, stretching her to the limit.
"Oh, the po' darlin'!" Pyre said worriedly. "I know personally how rough that Dominatrix can be!"
"(Damn! Lilith's getting hammered out there… literally)!" Leon thought agitatedly. "(I gotta think of something! Let's see, maybe we could try an adapted Bite on her breasts—no, no, in this state Lilith's more likely to hurt her than arouse her)." Leon bit his lip as panic began to set in. "(If only her hands weren't tied, we could use our trump card! Man I hate seein' my cute little Lilith get pounded by that Dominatrix!)"
"THAT'S IT!!" Leon shouted aloud suddenly, startling the Charamanda who stood beside him. "Lilith! Aura of Cute!"
With Dominatrix still pounding her pussy, Lilith looked up at her from her position betwixt the Domina-type's bosoms and gave her the sweetest set of 'puppy-dog eyes' that you've ever seen. Dominatrix halted her assault on Lilith's loins and stared at the adorable fox/squirrel with wide watery eyes, her heart melting.
"Oh man! SUPER KAWAII!!" cried Aiko, wide-eyed with her paws clasped together.
The ruse having worked better than expected, Lilith kept the Aura of Cute going while she worked herself free of her restrains.
Even Mitsuka was taken aback by the Eva's adorable display. "Oh my! Bad luck or not I think I wanna get an Eva too!" she called while making a face like this ^_^.
Thus both Dominatrix and tamer were taken by surprise when Lilith burst free of the whip and pulled her face from the Domina-type's breasts.
"Way ta go, sweetheart!" Pyre cheered on her harem-sister.
"You couldn't ask for a better set up, Ototo!" Kei cried from the sidelines. "Use it now!"
"Yeah, Lilith! Now it's time for our trump card!" Leon cheered. "HAPPY ANYTHING GOES CREAMY DELIGHT!!"
Leon's loud cry startled Dominatrix, which gave Lilith the perfect opportunity to jab her opponent's pressure points in rapid succession, the Domina-type watching this happen with a dumbfounded gawk.
"Damn!" Mitsuka cursed, covering her own breasts in an X pattern with her arms. "Dominatrix! Get outta there! Don't let her touch you!"
Her mistress's cry getting through to her, Dominatrix quickly backed away from Lilith, lashing out her whip as she jumped back to cut off the Eva from following.
"That was a dirty trick, kid!" Mitsuka said angrily, still covering her own breasts. "I mean, the Creamy Delight is barely even legal! Domina! Do your job!"
Domina heard her mistress's complaint and coughed lightly to clear her throat before speaking. "As you said, Madam Mitsuka, the Creamy Delight is 'barely legal,' so as such it is still technically legal."
"Ya' gotta love them loophole, eh?" Leon taunted, smiling innocently. Mitsuka fumed.
"Hmph! You're not so cute anymore, I think," Mitsuka said in a condescending tone. "Dominatrix! Leer!"
"Fuuck!" Angel cursed and Leon agreed. He remembered how easily Lilith had succumbed to Leer when the Umbrea had used it on her.
And just as before, Lilith was rendered thunderstruck by the Dominatrix's hard stare. That moment's hesitation was all the enemy pokégirl needed to safely close the gap between them.
"Now, Dominatrix! Mimic!"
All assembled went wide-eyed when Mitsuka ordered her Dominatrix to perform Mimic, and just as they feared the Domina-type began jabbing Lilith's pressure points with impunity. Leon lowered his head; shadows obscuring his face as he gave off the air of someone who knew defeat was imminent. Dominatrix, needing no order from her tamer, immediately threw her hands onto Lilith's chest and gave them a good hard squeeze…
Then, nothing… no squeals from the Eva, no coos, not even a halfhearted moan.
"What the hell??" Mitsuka shouted with indignation. "Why isn't it working? A little thing like her should've cummed as soon as Dominatrix touched her breasts!"
Leon chuckled softly, suddenly raising his head with a cocky smile on his lips. "What breasts??" he cried arrogantly.
Dominatrix looked upon Lilith as if seeing the Eva for the first time, and her mouth gaped when she noted her opponent's clear lack of a bust. Lilith looked up at her opponent with a sneer that matched her tamer's.
"Excellent, Ototo!" Kei congratulated. "You've discovered the Creamy Delight's one flaw."
"Yeah," Leon agreed. "Figured it out when I tried to use it to tame her. I thought it'd be more fun than the Creamy Finisher, but I was mistaken.
"Although, I have to admit I never thought Lilith's 'chest like an ironing board' would become an asset, but whatever works!" Leon finished with a shrug. "Anyways, Lilith, counter with Breasts of Wood!"
Grinning widely, Lilith leapt into the air, grabbed a hold of Dominatrix's head, and slammed it into her chest. Though the Eva's frame wasn't hard enough to get the full effect of the attack, the enemy pokégirl was stunned, which was all she and Leon needed.
"Now! Move in for a Titty Twister!" Lilith complied forthwith, gripping Dominatrix roughly on her breasts and squeezing as hard as she could.
"AAAAHH!!" both Mitsuka and her Dominatrix screamed aloud simultaneously, drawing some inquiring attention from Leon.
"What's wrong with Mitsuka?" the boy asked of his sideliners.
"Hmm… she must have a Delta-Bond with her Dominatrix," Kei mused. "Be careful, Ototo. You don't want to accidentally hurt her with psychic backlash."
"O' Course, no one would'da fault y' if y' did," Angel sniggered.
"Dominatrix! Uff… try another Wrap Attack!" Mitsuka blurted out strenuously, snapping Leon's attention back to the battle.
"(Crap! Got sidetracked again!)," he thought. "Lilith! Dodge it and counter with Sand Attack!"
Leon got the order out just in time, as Lilith narrowly avoided the Domina-type's cracking whip. As she dodge-rolled out of the way she collected a paw full of silt from the dusty gym floor. Quickly, she rose to her feet and chucked the sand at her opponent, who coughed and sputtered as the dust filled her lungs and obscured her vision.
"Perfect! Now, move around behind her and hit her with our secret weapon!"
Kei and the rest of Team Strife wore puzzled looks at the mention of this 'secret weapon'. None of them quite knew what to make of what Leon was saying.
Without missing a beat Lilith followed her tamer's orders and positioned herself behind the Dominatrix, who was now doubled over as she coughed the slit from her lungs and blinked the dust from her eyes.
"I think ya got her now, boss!" Pyre bounced up and down excitedly beside Leon.
"Yup! Time for the coup de grace!" Leon declared triumphantly, grinning from ear to ear. "Lilith! ONE THOUSAND YEARS OF PAIN!!!"
Lilith drew back her right hand, two fingers extended on it, gripping her right wrist with her opposite hand for extra support. She then charged her opponent with all the speed and might she could muster. As she race she took careful aim, and once she had closed the gap she thrust her hand forward and planted those two fingers directly into the Dominatrix's twat!
Again, both pokégirl and tamer squealed for all they were worth, and Mitsuka had to fight to remain standing, all the while grasping her crotch tightly.
Over on the sidelines, Team Strife were all wearing flabbergasted expressions. "Hmm, I didn't teach him that one," Kei mused with a clearly raised eyebrow.
Back to Mitsuka, who looked like she could scarcely stand. "Domina… Dominatrix… uhh…" was all the gym leader could stutter out, sounding as though she would pass out any second.
"Good girl, Lilith!" said Leon, and even as he spoke he felt excitement race through him as he could sense victory within his grasp. "Now, move around and finish the job!"
The Eva nodded and slipped down between Dominatrix's legs, emerging in front of her, all the while never removing her furry digits from her opponent's snatch. That done, she went on the offensive, wrapping her little mouth around Dominatrix's left nipple while massaging the pokégirl's other breast with her free hand. Dominatrix, already breathing hard from the intrusion into her neither regions, screamed piercingly loud as Lilith began to suck lightly at her tit. As always, Mitsuka's cries mirrored those of her pokégirl's, and she futilely reached out with her free hand as if to grasp something just out of reach.
Lilith then gave one last thrust, one last squeeze, and one last suck all simultaneously, and that was enough to push both tamer and pokégirl over the edge. With a last painfully loud shriek, they both climaxed together. The Domina-types juices drenched Lilith's paw as she collapsed into the Eva's arms. Mitsuka fell to her knees, all her energy spent as her vaginal excretions soaked her panties and the gym floor below her.
"Dominatrix has climaxed!" Mitsuka's Domina announced, she too looking as though she had lost most of her composure. However she had enough left to stand and state: "I declare Lilith of Team Strife the winner!"
"WHAAA-HHOOOO!!!" Leon cried excitedly as he grabbed Pyre in a tight embrace and the two of them began bouncing up and down chanting: "We did it! We did it!"
"Excellent work, Ototo!" Kei congratulated, Angel, San and Aiko applauding for the boy.
Regaining his composure, Leon glanced at Mitsuka, whose eyes were glazed over with the afterglow of orgasmic bliss. "Was it good for you too?" he taunted sultrily, shooting her a sly little smile.
Meanwhile, Lilith lowered her defeated opponent carefully to the floor, and once her hands were free she immediately proceeded to lick the cum from her sopping paw.
Keisuke walked over to Mitsuka and helped the gym leader to her feet. "Are you alright, Ms. Yoshimine?" he queried thoughtfully, pulling her arm over his shoulder so as to better support her.
"Yes, yes I am," Mitsuka replied, and even as she spoke she withdrew a small token of some kind (again, from where??) and chucked it to Leon.
Leon flinched as he caught it, and he uncurled his fingers slowly, staring in awe at the small, heart-shaped sigil in his hand.
"That is the Love Badge, kid," said Mitsuka, smiling approvingly at Leon. "It's proof that you defeated me, and one eighth of the way toward getting you into the Crimson League Tournament."
When Leon heard all this he could hardly hold in his elation, and with his newly acquired Love Badge clenched tightly in hand he did his trademark 'thrusting his fist into the air' and cried out loud: "Yeah! I got a LOVE BADGE!!"
Lilith bounded over to her tamer and leapt into his arms, sharing a passionate victory kiss with him. Leon returned this affection in kind, using the Eva's furry butt as leverage to support her as he worked her mouth with his own. Oh, they were hot, and they would have some fun tonight…
Well, as much as they could, given their unique circumstances.
"Now that that's all out of the way, I believe you owe me two dates," said Mitsuka coyly. "At least, that's what the little girl promised me."
"I'M NOT A LITTLE GIRL!!" San screamed indignantly, though it was clear that the gym leader wasn't listening.
For Mitsuka looked at Kei then, and she was smiling. A smile that made the young man swallow a lump in his throat. And though neither of them noticed her, Angel stood behind them, looking quite livid.
Finally, Kei sighed. "Very well. A deal's a deal," he said dejectedly. "May I at least drive you home so you can get properly dressed first?"
"Certainly," said Mitsuka with a wink of her eye.
"Can that count as one date?"
"Hell no!"
"Damn!"

The second morning after Leon's victorious rematch, he, Lilith, and Pyre packed up their gear and prepared to depart the pokécenter as well as Thrill City itself, San and her harem doing the same in their room. The only hitch was Keisuke, who had yet to return from his second date the night before. Though no one was too worried about him, Angel decided to go check on him all the same.
"YE' BLOODY BASTARD!! 'OW COULD YE' FUUCK 'ER BEHIND ME BACK LIKE DAT!!!"
This shrieking wail was followed by a small explosion, tremors of which were felt in Leon's room. A moment later, Kei burst into the room, clad in nothing but his boxers, panting hard, and with a look of panic on his face.
He quickly dove for his pack, tossing various odds and ends about the room as he searched fruitlessly for something. When he did not find it there, he went for the closet, throwing clothes everywhere as he continued his fruitless searching.
"Oniichan! What the hell is going on??" Leon shouted, feeling fretful for his brother.
"Angel caught me in bed with Mitsuka!" Kei replied in a panicky tone, staring at his brother with a pleading look.
"Oh…" was all Leon could say, blinking blankly at Kei. "Well, why don't you just put her back in her pokéball until she calms down?"
"Because I can't find the damn thing!!" Kei yelled exasperatedly.
And right then was when Angel made her appearance, kicking the door in and glaring at Keisuke with a look that said 'Death'. Lilith and Pyre took one look at her and immediately hugged each other as if fearing for their own lives.
"Wow… that's your ass right there, Oniichan," said Leon as he also noted Angel's furious expression.
"Don't I know it…" Kei replied humorlessly.
Angel rushed into the room and thrust her fist at Kei, who dodged it nimbly and made a break for the door, shouting: "This reminds me of Tamer Rule Number Three!"
Kei having eluded her, Angel charged up a projectile energy ball and hurled it at him. He ducked out of the room, just narrowly evading the shot as it sailed across the hallway and blew open the door of another room, revealing a perplexed looking male tamer who seemed to be right in the middle of taming his equally perplexed Kitten.
Kei poked his head around the wall, his long locks falling in his face. "Treat your pokégirls with love and respect!" he continued with his Tamer Rule lesson.
Angel fired another energy ball at him and he ducked it again, though this time the tamer and Kitten in the opposite room were forced to also take cover, ducking under their bed as the ball exploded against their back wall, leaving a large scorch mark.
"Because Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn!" Kei, ever the teacher to his little brother, poked his head in once more to resume the lesson. Angel fired another volley and Kei ducked it yet again, poking his head out one final time to add: "Especially if that woman can fire bolts of dark energy at you!"
Well that was about all Angel could stand, and she raced from the room and right for Keisuke. She raised her arms to strike him and he grabbed her wrists in defense. In this position she flung him against the wall, and Kei clenched his teeth hard as he tried to wrestle down the stronger pokégirl.
Then something passed between them, some unspoken words, and Angel's expression of fury lightened little by little until it was gone. The pair stopped struggling against each other and drew one another into a loving embrace. They pressed their faces to each other's, kissing zealously and lustily.
Angel finally pulled away from Kei's hot mouth, a dreamy kind of look in her eyes. "O' Keisuke… I can'na stay mad at ye…" she said, her tone full of love.
"I know…" Kei whispered back confidently, smiling tenderly at her.
They stood there for a while, holding each other and just enjoying being close. Then suddenly, Angel's eyes grew wide and she dawned a very large grin as she grabbed Kei roughly by his shoulders. "MAKE UP SEX!!" she shouted excitedly, falling backward onto the hallway floor and pulling Kei down on top of her.
"Umm, Master, I'm just gonna smile and nod on this one," said the Kitten under the bed of the room opposite Leon's.
"Good idea Kitten. Me too," her tamer responded, he too still under their bed.
Leon stared blankly at his brother and Angel on the floor in the hall, his thoughts mirroring the flabbergasted responses of the Kitten and her tamer. Behind him, Pyre and Lilith continued to hug each other for comfort, though even they looked bewildered at this unusual scene.
"Girls," Leon spoke up. "Let's get outta here and give them some privacy."
His pokégirls nodded wholeheartedly, eager to leave this silliness behind.
They made there way out to the hall, stepping carefully over the two lovers, and were about to leave when they happened upon a most familiar OfficerJenny…
"Jennifer!" said Leon, and indeed it was Officer Jennifer Bluestone, who had helped them defeat Team Rocket not but a little more than a week ago.
"Leon? Hey, kid!" Jennifer responded, looking happy to see the boy again.
"I was told there was another disturbance down here." She threw her hands on her hips then, giving him a stern gaze that was offset by a kind smile. "Why am I not surprised to see you here?"
Leon shrugged back at her. "Beats me. Just lucky I guess!" he laughed.
She gave a glance at the hall behind him, noting the broken doors and the pair making love in the hallway, and she shot Leon a look that said quite plainly: 'What the fuck??'
"What did happen here?" she asked aloud.
"Oh nothing," Leon chortled, smiling most innocently. "Just a simple little lovers' spat…"

To be continued…

**PARDON THE PARODY**
**DJ MARY'S PEOPLE AND PLACES**

Mary: Good morning Johto! I'm your radio hostess, DJ Mary, and this is People and Places! With us today is a very special guest. Hailing all the way from the pre-Sukebe era we have The Wanderer!
Wanderer: It's good to be here, DJ Mary. Of course, when you're over three hundred years old it's good to be anywhere that has an elevator and air-conditioning.
Mary: Great! So, what's it like being immortal?
Wanderer: Social Security runs out at age one hundred and fifty, I have a prostate the size of your head, and can you believe I'm tired of banging eighteen-year-olds?
Mary: (Cocks eyebrow) Right… so, what was it like before Sukebe?
Wanderer: There used to be this show called Seinfeld. It was great. It was a show about nothing, you see, so most of the time they just sat around talking and not really doing anything. Anyway, I bring it up because I think Sukebe was a fan. He basically stole the concept of the taming cycle from that one episode where George's girlfriend had mono and he couldn't have sex with her.
Mary: (Sweat drop) Great… just great… well, that's all the time we've got for People and Places! This is DJ Mary signing—
Wanderer: Did I ever tell you about President Reagan? Or the Pet Rock craze? Or Slinky? Now that was a toy! Not like these new fangled Nintendo Phalluses the kids got nowadays!
Mary: Umm… Mr. Wanderer, sir, the show's over.
Wanderer: When I was a lad I had to walk fifteen miles through the snow in my bare feet!
Mary: Sir…?
Wanderer: With my little brother on my back—
Mary: Sir?
Wanderer: And my little sister on my leg—
Mary: Sir!
Wanderer: And my sick dog under my arm—
Mary: SIR!!
Wanderer: Uphill! Both ways!
Mary: FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY STUDIO!!
Wanderer: T_T… (Runs crying out of the studio)
Producer: Jesus, Mary! Did ya' have to curse the poor guy out? He was obviously senile.
Mary: >-< Old people really piss me off! (Realizes the mic is still on) Shit! Umm… (Sweat drop) Uh, I-I'm DJ Mary and this has been People and Places! See ya' next time! (Runs like hell for the door)

THE END…
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I do not own, nor of I claim to own, Pokémon, Pokégirls, DearS, or any related properties there of. I also do not own the alluded to Team Cold Plasma and Trauma Team, both belonging to A-Kun and Metroanime, respectively. All I own are my original characters and the plot.
This fic was completed 9/30/06 at 9:41 PM

[Author's Notes: As you could probably tell, that opening didn't really have much to do with the rest of the chapter. I was thinking of scrapping it but decided to leave it in as insight to San's relationship with her friends/harem, and the yuri scene was just bonus fan-service. After all, where would I be without fans! ^_^]

WHO'S THAT POKÉGIRL!?!
Official Pokédex Entries

FLAREA, the Fiery Eva Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Fire
Frequency: Rare
Diet: human diet, nuts and berries
Role: bodyguards
Libido: Average to High
Strong Vs: Grass, Ice
Weak Vs: Water, Rock
Attacks: Flamethrower, Fire Spin, Ember, Focus, Fire Blast, Power Drive
Enhancements: Strength, Endurance, Elemental Abilities, High Body Temp
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Eva (Fire Stone)
A Flarea has numerous advantages over its unevolved state. A higher strength capacity, more endurance and its fiery abilities are just some of those advantages. They also gain a stronger sense of smell and a more combative mindset, which Evas sometimes lack entirely. Flareas are sometimes considered slightly less affectionate Growlies. While they don't go well out of their way to show their affection, they do still show a lot more than most Pokégirls with lower libido.
Most Flareas have an internal organ that acts as the source of their fire abilities. This Fire Sack (as some have come to call it) has an active temperature when the pokégirl is at rest of near 1000 degrees. Therefore it has been suspected that they have a means of cooling themselves. Researchers speculate that their bloodstreams act as a cooling system since the `Fire Sack" is located near the heart. The blood travels past the organ picking up a small amount of heat after leaving the heart. Then as it goes on its way the blood slowly releases some of the heat into the body, this is thought to be a reason why Flareas maintain such a high overall body temperature.
While it would be thought that having fur would cause a great deal of discomfort to a Flarea it has been found that the fur helps in the dispersing of heat drawing heat from within and venting it. However as a Flarea gets excited or worked up (though battle, taming, etc) their internal temperature steadily rises. In times of great duress a hazy aura will seem to envelop the girl due to so much heat being released through the fur. While this may worry some potential tamers it is believed that the amount of taming needed for this heat to reach dangerous levels (for the tamer) is pretty much unheard of, (speculated at approximately 14 hours).

GROWLIE, the Puppy Pokégirl
Type: Anthropomorphic(Canine) Humaniod
Element: Fire
Frequency: Uncommon (Crimson, Indigo)
Diet: near human diet (omnivore, but mostly fish and nuts)
Role: originally tracking and frontline, make excellent pets or police pokégirls
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Bug, Fire, Ice, Plant, Steel
Weak Vs: Ground, Rock, Water
Attacks: Flamethrower, Ignite, Growl, Slash, Bite, Tackle, Takedown.
Enhancements: Increased strength and sense of smell, High endurance and loyalty
Evolves: Growltit (Normal, experience needed)
Evolves From: Goth (Sarcastic Goth sub-types only; Fire Stone)
Loyalty, this is the first trait that comes into mind when one thinks about a Growlie and this reputation is well earned. Besides being extremely loyal, Growlie also has a brave and trustworthy nature, it will fearlessly stand up to bigger and stronger foes to protect its tamer from harm. Growlie along with Kittens and Catgirls were one of the breeds to fiercely battle Mao during the Rebellion, their loyalty to their owners being so strong that to break it leaves the Growlie crippled both physically and mentally. They simply do not betray their masters, being loyal to the end.
Growlie has a distinctive appearance; the canine features with the red fur with black tiger stripes down her back, arms, legs and tail is complimented by blonde hair on the top of her head and a short soft blonde fur on her chest, stomach, groin and inner thighs. Growlie has a nose which grants them a greatly enhanced sense of smell allowing them to follow scent trails days old, making them excellent trackers. Their high endurance means they will track a target for days even weeks and when they finally catch up their enhanced strength means they can quickly overpower and bring down the target.
This combination of traits not only makes Growlie an excellent pet but also makes them one of the few pokégirls ideally suited for police work along with others such as Tigress. Once a Growlie is selected for police duty they are assigned and bonded to a partner then both the Police officer and the Growlie go on an intensive training course that taxes both the Officer and the Growlie. By the end of the course both the Officer and Growlie forge a strong partnership allowing them to function better as a pair, instinctively understanding each others strengths and weaknesses. The Growlie will also learn methods of tracking and taking down criminals which makes them superior combatants than pet owned Growlies.
Growlie is a popular pet pokégirl and often considered members of the family much like Kittens, Hounds, Pidgies, Evas, Bunnies and Titmice however they do not share quite the same level of popularity as the others because they require such large amounts of love and attention. Another pokégirl is recommended as the Growlies can then occupy themselves by 'playing' with the other pokégirls. They are very competitive with any and ALL amorous or lustful pokégirls.
Growlies are often found in a large family with at least one other pokégirl for this reason, their intelligence is such that they are quite capable of doing any job a human can do although their favourite job will be patrolling and protecting the family home which they consider to be their territory.
Unlike most canine types, Growlie gets on well with cat type Pokégirls especially when both discover a mutual love of fish and love of play. On the opposite side of the spectrum, it's strongly suggested that you _not_ have any of the Domina-type Pokégirls, though. Growlies and Domina-types do NOT like each other.
Feral Growlie are very protective of their territory, they will bark and bite fiercely to repel intruders from their territory; however they will not viciously maul or kill their opponent like some feral Pokégirls but instead aim to drive their opponent off. The favoured territory of a Growlie would be near a river or large stream running through forest land, predominately because Growlie are omnivores like humans but particular like nuts and fish as their primary diet, nuts mostly only available in forest land whilst fish are obviously only available around large water sources. Growlie are excellent at foraging for food in the wild making them idea for tamers who will be spending large amounts of time in the wild, also due to their love of fish they are awesome fishers which is odd for a fire type!
One must be careful though, in the wild Growlie tend to form packs which have a similar intense loyalty to each other akin to that they develop with their tamers, any attempt to harm or pokéball any member of the pack is likely to incite a violent response from the entire pack, worse yet the pokéballed Growlie will refuse to bond to its owner and will attack once released from the pokéball before attempting to return to its pack by backtracking the tamers scent unless heavy mental conditioning is applied.
If one wants to capture a feral Growlie without trouble then the entire pack must be caught together or the individual Growlie must be encouraged to come willingly with the tamer though whatever methods.

TATFIR, the Tattooed Furry Fireball
Type: Near Human (canine/feline mix)
Element: Fire/Magic
Frequency: Very Rare
Diet: Human-style
Role: Tattoo artists for furry Pokégirls, morale booster
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Bug, Fire, Ice, Plant, Steel
Weak Vs: Ground, Rock, Water
Attacks: Tattoo Seal, Tattoo Strike, Tattoo Curse, Tackle, Bite, Fury Swipes, Ember, Ignite, Fire Floor, Fire Scythe, Napalm, Exorcism, Flame Shot, Warm Embrace
Enhancements: Animal senses and features, dexterity, fire affinity, durability, artistic ability, can manifest brushes with endless ink supply
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Ar-Tits (Fire Stone)
Tatfir's are similar in many ways to Tats. They love putting tattoos on themselves, just starting out with one, their bust-size goes up a cup from their previous form, their eyes and hair are rainbow colored, love to be outside and feel the air on their bodies, and are willing to give tattoos to their harem sisters and tamers, which have similar powers to the tattoos a Tats make.
There are some major differences though.
For one thing, Tatfirs gain a coat of silky, paper-white fur, gaining animalistic features that are an appealing mix of canine and feline, long tails, and animal claws, so they don't have to use their needles for attacking. Their tattoos are more fire-based (but still very colorful), allowing for attacks like Ignite, Fire Scythe, and Flame Shot, among others. They don't like clothes, like Tats, but for different reasons (the materials make their fur incredibly itchy). They are much more affectionate than their previous form, tending to act much more seductive in an attempt to get tamed more often. If a taming is interrupted before they can climax, they will become angry and frustrated, firing a low-powered Ember to chase off the one who interrupted them and trying to get back into the rhythm she had going with her tamer. The Tatfir can be taught not to do this, however they will be still be incredibly frustrated if interrupted during a taming.
In battle, they are much more direct, filling the field with fire to try and end the battle fast and hard, trying to cripple the opponents with intense heat before overwhelming them with flame attacks. They will rarely use their status affliction tattoos, feeling that their fire is more than enough.
Tatfirs, unlike Tats, can quite easily put tattoos, permanent or temporary, depending on the Pokégirl's wishes, on fur and in hair, creating colorful body art that flows with the Pokégirl's hair or body movements. They, ironically enough, aren't as good with tattoos on bare skin, since they use brushes rather than needles. They cannot make a permanent tattoo on bare skin, and their temporaries can be washed away with water. It's frustrating to a Tatfir, although they aren't jealous of Tats pokégirls because their weakness is opposite that of the Tats. Tats and Tafir get along well with each other, comparing tattooing techniques and artistic styles, sometimes getting outsiders involved in these surprisingly intelligent discussions.

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)
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. 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.
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. Domina and Dominatrix enjoy pain, and are fond of violence. Which makes them both difficult to discipline and excellent fighters.

DOMINATRIX
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Poison/Plant
Frequency: Domesticated Common, Feral Rare (Crimson League)
Diet: human style, heavy on meat
Role: S&M lover
Libido: Average
Strong Vs: weak-willed pokégirls, lower level Fighting, Megami
Weak Vs: Fighting, Magic, elemental attacks
Attacks: Whip*, Wrap, Intimidate, Love Sting, Sex Attacks 1 & 3
Enhancements: Can attack twice in one round if wielding whip
Evolves: Killer Queen (normal)
Evolves From: Domina (normal)
Dominatrix is considered slightly better than Domina as they have a greater sense of restraint. Unlike their younger counterparts, Dominatrixes have a greater understanding of how to mix pleasure and pain. Dominatrixes also have a special version of poison sting developed from Nagas (called Love Sting), which turns the affected victim into a horny sex-starved girl the longer the Pokégirl goes without Taming. But unlike the Naga poison, the Love Sting's poison will simply render the target unconscious for a day if the afflicted victim has enough willpower to withstand it. This, however, entices the Dominatrix to catch and Tame anyone with that level of will power. Dominatrixes can also use their whips like an extended limb, allowing them to manipulate their opponent to orgasm without physically harming them. Oddly, Dominatrixes don't have as big a problem with Growlies as their unevolved sisters Domina do. Many Domina Tamers, having seen the superior techniques of the Dominatrix, usually do their best to evolve their Domina.

KITTEN, the Kitty Cat Pokégirl
Type: Animorphic Near Human - Feline
Element: Normal
Frequency: Common
Diet: omnivore, preference for fish, eggs, milk, and similar products.
Role: frequently domesticated Pokégirl, frequent pet choice
Libido: Average, seasonally can be High
Strong Vs: Ghost, mouse pokégirls, bird pokégirls
Weak Vs: Fighting, dog pokégirls
Attacks: Scratch, Bite, Pummel, Leap, Tackle
Enhancements: good night vision, minor psychic sensitivity, enhanced balance, speed, reflexes.
Evolves: Catgirl (normal), Merrowl (orgasm), Pussywillow (Angel Stone & Leaf Stone), Catfish (normal; raised by a large body of water), Griffon (Bird E-Medal)
Evolves From: None
Kittens are the young form of Catgirl, though they can evolve to other forms instead of Catgirl in certain circumstances. These Pokégirls are most often found as a pet or a domestically inclined member of a Tamer's harem, as there Fighting styles aren't as good as with most other Pokégirls. Kittens have a wide range of personalities, though most share a common fastidiousness and a desire for creature comforts. Some are domestically inclined housecats, others are sneaky, others are violent, and most are least slightly catty.

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