-I do not own Pokemon, shares of Pokemon or game freak or Nintendo. My writing will most likely be shitty because I haven't written in a loooong time, hopefully my writing my improve. Please only reply with positive feedback. Thank you.
"Talking"
'Thinking/telepathy, anything in a sentence requiring quotations'
I wake up, today's the day I head down to the market. In history it was humans and Pokemon, but eventually one of the 'teams', it's uncertain who precisely but most rumours say it was either Rocket or Magma. They made a virus that infects girls once they hit a certain age and turns them into pokegirls. They became popular. Fast. But they aren't caught normally people jumped back to the dark ages, selling or stealing them for large profit. Eventually slavers began popping up all over the place, selling them at large markets, people abuse them, giving them back to the slavers if they aren't satisfied. I know you're thinking "Jeez, what d-bag with circumstances in this story" well, I'm not a bad guy. I go down once and a while and buy a pokegirl/pokewoman, but once they set foot on my property they're free to do as they please. I just felt like telling you how I met the most amazing Naga ever.
Once I'm ready to go over to the market I get into my car and begin the drive, my large house is out in the country away from people so the drives a little over an hour. Once I begin to see chained and caged pokegirls I slow down, having listened to crap on the radio. I get out and begin to look around, they have everything ApplePies to Giantess'. Im surprised to see how they've 'tamed' even some of the most dangerous when I see a blade bunny chained up, when she seems me looking in her direction she opens her legs to show me what she has and begins to make erotic noises. I move away not wanting to pick a 'girl like that.
After a couple of hours I find a large cage with many 'girls in it, I look at each and every one as the try to call out or display themselves to me. I look closer and see a reptilian tail gently twisting and turning. I circle the cage to find what's connect and come across a Naga.
"Excuse me Miss, would you like to come with me?" I ask her quietly through the bars. She doesn't say anything, she just moves away slowly. That's when I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn to see the slaver
"You don't want her pal, she's broken her old owner returned he and told me so" he says, before I reply a catgirl in the cage calls out "Yeah the dumb whore made his coffee wrong so he beat her" she says laughing
"Look, I don't care, she's not rude or annoying" I say looking at the catgirl on 'annoying'. I look back at the Naga "Miss, would you like to come to a good home?" I ask her. That was when the owner, growing a little red in the face opens the cages and grabs a little red haired Growlie and drags her over by her hair "Look" he says "This ones the one you want" He tells me as she moans from having her hair pulled. I take the opportunity of the open door to step in and push through the other pokegirls/pokewoman to get to the Naga, offering her my hand "Id like to get you out of here" I whisper. She refuses to look at me but takes my hand, I pick up the nine foot half human/snake hybrid and walk her out of the cage.
"She's broken, I'll sell her to you for $5,000" The slaver says angrily, I shrug and hand him the cash. I had inherited a mine years ago from my grandfather that's keeping me well out of 'the red' financially.
Once we get back to the car I open the passenger door and place her on the seat, moving it back to fit her in the car as comfortably as possible. Then I take off my sweater "Here, put this on, please" I say holding it out to the 'girl who I now notice isn't wearing anything, not even a rag or sorts over her bust.
"But I'm dirty" She's says, her first words since I tried to talk to her. "It doesn't matter, it's just a sweater, I'll clean it later" I say, she hesitates before nodding. She takes it slowly and lays it over her chest to cover herself. I close the door and move around to get in the drivers seat. As I start the car I look at her "My friends call me 'B', Do you have a name?" I ask. No response. As we drive in silence I ask again "Do you have a name Miss?" This time she responds "M-my old master said I was to stupid and ugly for a name" She says "S-so no master I don't" She says, I cringe when she calls me 'master' I plainly dislike the word.
"Call me 'B', I hate that 'master' crap" I say looking over her. Seeing her long brown hair, emerald green scales and cat like brown eyes. "And your old master was wrong, you're a great looking 'girl. And if I had to bet your really smart too" I say trying to compliment her, she just shakes her head 'no'.
"Your lying master" she says "You just trying to make me act out so you can hit me or I'll mess up and you'll send me back to the market" She says, her voice shaky. My heart drops in my chest when I hear her thoughts, I take my eyes off of the road for a second to look at her and I see tears streaming down her face. I turn back to the road and clear my throat "You don't have to worry, I won't hurt you. Ever. You're a friend, I don't treat pokegirls badly." I try to explain, I hear her sobs, she's no longer trying not to be heard.
"Your not the only friend I have that's a pokegirl, at the house there's also a Bonemaiden that belonged to my Grandfather and a Dildoqueen" I hear a little giggle before an abrupt stop "She showed up one day on my stoop and I brought her in thinking she was just a woman who got lost, now she's more or less squatter turned friend" I say "you can giggle too, and pick a name" I add giving her a quick smile.
"D-do you like…Kitty as my name master?" I hear her ask softly "Is that your name?" I ask surprised by her cute name, she responds just as quietly as before "M-maybe…if, if thats okay master" she says, I nod "Your name is whatever you want to be called dear" I say.
As we get nearer to my home I see the house, my grandfather left me his mine. We get coal mostly but we'll occasionally find ore like iron or the sort. I bought his house, still leaving me a large fortune aside from the income of the mine. The house itself is on a large property, it's an old farmhouse but its large enough that if the three, now four of us wanted to avoid each other we probably could. The house is on a fenced in property, the roof has red shingles and the siding is white. It's like what you'd find in an old movie, as I pull the car into the drive way I look at Kitty. Her face is still a little red and her eyes still have a puffy look to them from crying but she's looking up at the house.
"Do you like your new home?" I ask as I shut the car off, I turn to see her reaction "M-master…your …you have to be j-joking" She says beginning to tear up again "Nobody was e-ever this…n-nice" She sputters beginning to openly sob, hugging herself and shaking a little. "Kitty, I wouldn't pull anything bad. This is all true, all real" I say, getting out of the car and going around to get her out of the car. I lift her out of the car, and set her down "Follow me, I'll get you something to eat and you can get washed up. Chances are I'll find some clothes for you in the house, you might fit in Amanda's tops" I say "Who's Amanda?" She asks "I…I guess I'm hungry too" she's say after her stomach makes an audible 'growl'.
"Amanda's the Dildoqueen" I hear another giggle from her "I didn't know she was a Dildoqueen, besides unless you'd seen her naked you wouldn't know either" I say leading her into the house.
-This is my first story I've posted, just saying positive feedback and notes would be helpful. I know grammar and structure could be a lot better as well. To all my readers; have a good day, feedback is appreciated.