BEFORE YOU ASSUME YOU DON'T WANT TO READ THIS STORY BECAUSE OF THE BELOW TEXT, I MUST TELL YOU THAT THIS STORY WILL HAVE A PLOT!!! IT WILL HAVE A STORYLINE AND THE STORY ALWAYS COMES FIRST! I LOVE WRITING SEX SCENE AND THERE WILL BE MANY OF THEM, BUT I WILL ALSO HAVE AN ACTUAL PLOT, AND THERE WILL ALSO BE ROMANCE!
I FEEL THAT I MUST WARN YOU. POKEGIRL STORIES WERE FIRST DEVELOPED WITH MASS PERVERSION IN MIND. THIS STORY WILL BE NO DIFFERENT. THIS CHAPTER IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF A LONG LINE OF SEX, PASSION, AND PERVERSION. NO YAOI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WILL NOT HAVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IF YOU ASK ME FOR YAOI TOO MANY TIMES, I WILL SERIOUSLY SHUT DOWN THE STORY, AND UPLOAD ON ANOTHER SITE. I WILL NEVER HAVE YAOI!!! PEOPLE MAY FIND OUT WHERE YOU LIVE AND KICK THE SHIT OUT OF YOU IF YOU SHUT DOWN MY STORY!!!
WARNING!!! WARNING!!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A LEMON!!! I WILL MARK WHERE THE LEMON STARTS AND STOPS IN BOLD, UNDERLINED TEXT!!!
(EVERYTHING WRITTEN ABOVE HERE ONLY APPLIES IF YOU ARE NOT READING THIS ON POKEGIRL. ORG. IF YOU'RE ON POKEGIRL. ORG YOU ALREADY KNOW ALL OF THIS)
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Opening Notes: First, I would like to do something I rarely do. Apologize. God I hate that word. Anyway, I am apologizing (...That fucking word...) because I realize I was not justified at being mad at you. Ketchum Kid made me realize that getting five reviews in the first chapter alone is fantastic, and when I think about it, it is! Anyway, I'm sorry (My mind is exploding) for my anger.
Another thing brought to my attention, by Fullmoon, was that the Pokédex entries are too detailed. Well I'm saying TOO BAD! They are this detailed for two reasons. The minor reason is that I just copy and paste it from the official website because I feel it is perfect. The MAJOR reason, however, is that I really want you to get a feel for all of Vernon's Pokégirls. I want you to understand them fully and completely, so, sorry Fullmoon, but I can not comply with your request.
ANOTHER review I'm answering was submitted by whiteninjaalchemist. He said that he thought it was a good story, but didn't understand the "Pokégirl thing." First off, I would like to say I am sorry. (GRRRRR) I submitted the FAQ at the beginning to try and make it n00b friendly (No Offense) but at the same time, it was a lot to take in. The FAQ was like 6450 words! (I counted) Secondly, if you have a question about it, just ASK! Even to seasoned Pokégirl fan like myself it can STILL be a bit confusing. There are terms that I do not understand still, and I know only a few leagues and town names. So, yeah, it's confusing, so just ask. Lastly, as for whiteninjaalchemist, please, just tell me what EXACTLY you don't understand. I don't care if you have so many questions that I need to write an essay to respond, I want ALL of my reviewers satisfied 100% so just please ask...OK so not EVERYONE can be satisfied 100% but I want at least 3/4 of you satisfied! (If anybody wants to, go to Pokégirl .org and they have a section where you can look up all the terms of the Pokégirl world)
WHAT IS WRITTEN BELOW MAY HELP YOU UNDERSTAND THE POKEGIRL WORLD A BIT MORE!
Now, I have something to say to a reviewer by the name of Feral. Feral, I just have to say, stop reading this fic. This is NOT the fic for you. First of all, this isn't part of your "Poke-fandom." This has NOTHING to do with Pokemon! All they did was borrow the name and change it around a bit! Other than that...just no! I don't want to sound cruel, but please just stop reading. If anybody looks at his review, you will think it is not too bad, but I can tell just by reading that that this is not a fic for him. Yes Feral, this is sexist, but that is the nature of this fic! Don't like, don't read! And another thing. Sure, it's sexist, but it all evens out...the guys can control the girls, but the girls have superpowers! At pokégirl. org, you can read the official taming for dummies guide. Do you know what the first line is? Well I DO know. The first line is, and I quote, "MEN ARE THE SMALL, SQUISHY ONES!" In this fic, Human males are virtually powerless, and since there are no Pokéboys, all men are powerless! The females have all the power! Now, having said that, I want a few of you, please, to leave a review telling me if what I just said was justified. Sorry feral, not being cruel, just stating facts.
One last thing, I would like to thank you for all for your reviews, Especially Ketchum Kid. You should thank him, he gave me quite the morale boost. Anyway, reviews aside, I am happy at the fact that I have so many readers already, so thank you all.
Anyway, here is chapter three of this soon-to-be-epic fanfiction. In this chapter, Vernon and Cathrine take a great leap forward in their relationship.
I WANT TO REMIND YOU ALL THAT THIS IS NOT A FURRY!!! (ALTHOUGH IT IS SORT OF SIMILAR TO ONE......I SUPPOSE......) VERNON IS NOT HAVING SEX WITH AN ANIMAL, POKEGIRL'S ARE MORE THAN HALF HUMAN!!! I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A FURRY, AND POKEGIRL'S ARE NOT ANIMALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ON WITH THE STORY!
The walk home was uneventful, just some mild conversation between Cathrine and Vernon about past experiences, life up until now Etc. Etc. But Cathrine couldn't help but realize one thing.
The more she talked with Vernon, the more she liked him.
They finally made it to the house after a half an hour of walking. Vernon opened the door for Cathrine, and she led the way inside.
"This way, Cathrine, I'll show you the house."
Cathrine noticed two things right away, one was that his house was secluded, no body lived near here. Well, there was a town, but it was a fifteen minute walk away from here. And the second thing was that Vernon lived all by himself. She could tell because the only smell that permeated the air besides her own was Vernon's scent.
"Ya know Vernon, it's a good thing that you live alone, this way there's nobody to wake up when were having hot, passionate sex."
"Hmm, is that an attempt to make me blush? It's not going to work... however..."
Vernon pounced on top of the unsuspecting Growlie and tackled her into the couch. He pressed all of his body weight into her, so she could feel every bit of him, before he sensually licked her ear, and spoke just above whisper.
"Is it just me, or are you getting turned on?"
Vernon continued laying on top of her, and all she could think about was the fact that he was right. She WAS getting turned on. You know what? Fuck getting turned on, she was already fully and completely horny. The scrap of cloth that constituted for her panties was already moist with her juices.
Cathrine was barely able to pant out "If you don't get off of me right now...I may just rape you right here."
"Now now, you could never rape me. It's only rape if I say 'no,' right? But, I will do as you say anyway."
Once they got off the couch he turned to her and said "I told you I am the prank master. You nor anybody else on the planet can try to prank me and get away with it, as you've just seen. Anyway, let's continue our tour of the house."
Vernon showed her everything about his house. The living room, the kitchen, the bathroom and shower (Many lewd comments happened here) the attic, the workout room (HAHAHAHA I FINALLY GOT ONE OF THOSE!) and lastly, his bedroom.
Upon entering the bedroom Cathrine noticed that the bed was king sized. She made a mental note to help Vernon break it in later. His room was not messy, but only because there was not a lot of stuff to make the room messy. In fact, now that she thought about it, all of the rooms only had the essentials that the room should have. There was no T.V. In the living room, and only one couch, the bedroom only had the bed, one dresser, a laptop, and a PSP. Of course Vernon had a PSP, what loser wouldn't? (Lol, just joking. But seriously, get one) Anyway, the kitchen only had a stove and refrigerator, and one small table to eat off of. No counters or anything.
"Vernon, where is all of your stuff? Your house is pretty bare."
"Oh, well right before I graduated I sold most of my stuff, because I don't need this house after today, it's likely I will never come back. Anyway, I made quite a sum of money from selling all of my stuff, so were already ahead of the other tamers. Right now I have..."
Vernon proceeded to take out his Pokédex and look up his Tamer info.
".....15,450 SLC."
(In the world of Pokégirls, SLC is money. I have no clue what it stands for. One SLC = One U.S. Dollar, So he basically has $15,450$)
Cathrine just nodded her head. Considering how bare the house was he must have sold a lot of stuff.
"Anyway, I say that you should stay here and do whatever while I go buy you some decent cloths."
"What should I do, Vernon?"
She finally got used to calling him Vernon.
Vernon took up a sort of thinking pose for a moment, before responding "I don't really know, but I have plenty of money, so you could make anything you want to eat...don't burn down the house...but you should have good enough control of fire considering the fact that you ARE a fire type. Anyway, you could also sleep, or take a shower."
"Ohh, would you like to join me?" She struck a sexy pose for Vernon as she said this.
"Sounds tempting, but you really need new cloths. And by the way, if you keep that up and your not going to be able to walk straight for at least a week."
"Oooo sexual innuendo...I like it!"
~Clothing Store~
For the first time that Vernon could remember, he was completely and utterly clueless. He had never bought cloths for a girl before, and he had no clue what to get, so he decided to get a little bit of everything. He grabbed many bags and just piled in womens cloths. Sure, it would cost him a nice chuck of money, but it was worth it.
~Vernon's House~
Over on the other side of town, Cathrine was enjoying Vernon's house as much as she could. Vernon had basically told her to indulge herself, so that's exactly what she did. First, like he suggested, she took a shower. She greatly enjoyed the shower. She loved the feel of the nice, hot water cascading down her body, where it then gathered into little pools of water beneath her feet before being sucked down the drain to where ever the hell the drain leads to.
(Hahaha, no, I will not be writing a masturbation scene for you to enjoy)
Afterwards, she went into the kitchen. If she had to choose one thing she was grateful for that she acquired from her previous "Master" it was the ability to cook. She decided she would make a nice dinner for herself and Vernon when he got back, and so she got started on making dinner.
~45 Minutes Later~
Vernon walked into his house to the delicious smell of freshly cooked food.. He couldn't tell exactly what it was, but it smelled like a type of meat. He put the bags down (All EIGHT of them) and walked into the kitchen.
As soon as he entered a big, warm, furry object collided with his chest, nearly knocking him over. Once he got his bearings, he noticed that the 'object' was Cathrine.
"Vernon your back!" She nearly shouted.
"I was only gone for 50 Minutes!"
"...I thought that you were leaving me..."
"WHAT!" Vernon loudly exclaimed. "Why would I possibly leave you? ...........Actually, you know what? ...... this is my fault. I'm sorry, I forgot that your species needs lots of love and affection."
Vernon wrapped his arms around her, before saying "I told you before. I'm not like other Tamers. I am not going to leave you."
"I'm sorry...it's just that I am having a hard time believing anybody because of my old 'Tamer.'"
As soon as she finished that sentence, Vernon leaned forward and pressed their lips together.
This was the first kiss they ever had together. At first Cathrine was shocked, her eyes wide, her mouth not knowing what to do, but she soon just stood there and enjoyed it. It was a very chaste kiss, only lasting a few seconds, but in those few seconds, Cathrine could feel all of Vernon's feelings towards her. She could feel all of the emotions, all the love and attraction, every emotion he had for her, in that one kiss.
Cathrine was still shocked when the kiss ended. She couldn't speak. She couldn't move. She couldn't even think. Never before had she experienced such emotion, such passion, and directed at her!
"Vernon...I...I...Wow."
"Exactly what I was thinking."
They both gave a small chuckle.
"Do you believe me now, Cathrine?"
"Of course I do...anyway, let's eat!"
Cathrine was eager to see how he liked her cooking.
They both sat down at the table right next to each other, where the food was placed. Vernon looked at the plate in front and saw what was on today's menu. Cathrine had made mashed potatoes, corn, and, most importantly, steak. Romanian steak to be exact. (Romanian steak cooked rare with a side of melted butter and some honey mustard is my favorite meal of all time. Absolutely MUST be cooked rare)
Vernon ate the mashed potatoes and corn first, because he didn't like them as much, however, when he took one bite of the steak, he almost passed out because of how good it was.
"Cathrine...how did you make this steak?!"
Cathrine smirked, knowing he would like it.
"The steak is the best tasting steak in the world, because I don't cook over a stove. Stoves have propane and other chemicals that leave a distinct and bad taste. Instead, I cook with my own fire. I gather a bunch of wood and cook it naturally. I light he logs with my flamethrower attack."
Once Vernon managed to recompose himself, he finished the dinner, holding a light talk with Cathrine the entire time.
Once dinner was finished, Vernon decided that he would show Cathrine her present. He brought her into the living room and there she saw the eight bags. She opened each one and saw cloths in all of them. Upon seeing the contents of each bag...she started to cry.
Vernon was there in a second, wrapping her up in a tight embrace.
"What's wrong?" he asked, mostly worried but somewhat curious.
"It's...it's just that...I've never gotten a present before...I can't believe you would do this much just for me...this must have cost a lot of money."
"Well, it certainly wasn't cheap, but I have plenty of money, that's not an issue. Now, I bought hats, pants, shorts, skirts, shirts, gloves, and just about everything else. I'll be in my room, when your done just meet me there."
Vernon was reluctant to let go of Cathrine, but he did anyway, knowing that Cathrine DID have to change, after all.
Vernon headed up to his room and waited...and waited...and waited. It must have been 45 minutes already.
Eventually, he heard footsteps outside his door, and knew Cathrine was coming.
She opened the door and just stood there, as if unsure, before walking inside.
"How...how do I look?"
If Vernon hadn't been so used to being shocked by now, he would have been. For a shirt, all Cathrine was wearing a black skin tight tank-top, which showed off her nice bust. For pants, she had a pair of baggy black pants, but not so baggy that it would be hard to move or she would trip or have them get caught in something. She decided not to wear shoes, and on her hands were red, fingerless gloves.
Vernon was impressed, not by her beauty, but by her choice of cloths...OK, her beauty too, but also her choice of cloths.
The tank top sufficiently covers her up while not limiting her movement, the pants ensure free range of movement also, and were made of a tough and durable material, so it wouldn't rip or tear easily. The choice not to wear shoes and to wear fingerless gloves was a great idea too. The gloves would allow her to punch her opponent and damage him/her without damaging herself, plus the fact that since they were fingerless she could claw an opponent. Since she isn't wearing shoes, she can use her claws to add extra damage to a kick. Her claws on her feet will also allow her to have maximum grip on almost any terrain.
"You look damn sexy." That was all Vernon had to say.
Cathrine smirked at the comment.
"OK Cathrine, I know that you recently had a shower and you just changed into your cloths, but now we need to head outside and try out all of your moves...This is gonna be fun..."
Cathrine did not like that evil glint in Vernon's eye.
~Backyard~
"OK Cathrine, first, I want to tell you that our Pokégirl Battles are going to be different than other Pokégirl battles, MUCH different. I know that you probably know all of the rules, but I am going to explain them anyway. Now, we reside in the Blue league. (This is not the same league as other Pokégirl story's' blue leagues. This one is custom made, my own league sort of. Hence why I can make up town names, league rules and the like) The beauty of the blue league is that there are only a few universal rules, meaning, only a few rules you must follow everywhere you go There are also sub-rules. Sub-rules are special rules that apply to a normal rule but usually only at certain times. The rules are as follows:"
Rule #1) "You may not intentionally kill an enemy Tamer or his Pokégirls, however, should accidental death occur, you will not be held responsible."
"Sub-Rule #1 for Rule #1: Should accidental death occur to the enemy Tamer, you may transfer all of the opponents SLC to yourself, UNLESS they have a friend or family member there to claim it."
"Sub-Rule #2 for Rule #1: Should accidental death occur, you may take any ONE of the opponents Pokégirls. If the enemy Tamer has any other Pokégirls, and nobody else is around to claim them, you must either bring the remaining Pokégirls to a police station OR call a police officer via Pokédex and they will come pick it up. Any Tamer caught taking more then one Pokégirl or selling the excess Pokégirls for profit will have their Tamer's license revoked immediately."
Rule #2) "If you are caught stealing a Pokégirl or Pokégirls, you will have you Tamer's license temporarily suspended until you can be given a fair trial by jury. Your punishment will be decided then."
"Sub-Rule#1 for Rule #2: If one or more of your Pokégirls is stolen and you can not alert the authorities and have reason to believe that your Pokégirl(s) may be in any type of danger, you may steal back YOUR Pokégirl(s)."
Rule #3) "If a Tamer is unable to command his/her Pokégirl(s) for any reason, he automatically forfeits the fight."
"Sub-Rule#1 for Rule #3: A Tamer may command his Pokégirls in a multitude of ways. He may Speak, use coded speech, write, sing, play and instrument, use body movements Etc. Etc. The number of ways to command is nearly limitless."
"Sub-Rule #2 for Rule #3: If a Tamer can no longer command his Pokégirl(s), the Pokégirls may no longer continue to fight, unless the enemy Tamer does not relent in his/her attack."
"Rule #4) If two Tamers wish to battle, they must determine which Tamer has fewer Combatants. The Tamer with more combatants may only have two more combatants than the other Tamers total number of Pokégirls. That means, if two tamers wish to battle and they determine that one Tamer has two Pokégirls and the other has six combatants, the Tamer with more Pokégirls may only have a max of four combatants, two more than the opponents max number of Pokégirls."
"Sub-Rule #1 for Rule #4: If two Tamers have the same number of Pokégirls, rule #4 does not apply to them."
"Last rule, Rule #5) A Tamer may only have a max of six Pokégirls at a time."
"Sub-Rule #1 for Rule #5: If a Tamer somehow acquires a seventh Pokégirl, he/she has one week to get rid of one Pokégirl. He may sell, give away, release, scare away or basically anything to get rid of it."
"Sub-Rule #2 for Rule #5: A Tamer may not use the acquired seventh Pokégirl in a Pokébattle."
"And those are the universal rules. Now, the blue league is divided up into eight sections. Roman numerals are used for each section, so there is section I, (1) II, (2) III, (3) IV, (4) V, (5) VI, (6) VII, (7) and VIII (8). A section is similar to a state. Everything in it is not all the same place, they only reside in the same section. Each section can have any number of towns, villages, cities, Etc. Etc. the reason that there are eight sections is because there are eight main badges. Each section has it's own gym, which has it's own main badge. There are sixteen lesser badges, each gym has two lesser badges, making twenty-four badges in all. We will get into the specifics about gym rules later."
"Every section must abide by the universal rules, no exceptions, however, every section may make their own rules IN ADDITION TO the universal rules. Do you think you got all that?"
"Yeah." she responded. "It seems simple enough."
"Alright, now, lets get started. I want you to use flamethrower, make it as powerful as you can...just try not to light the house on fire...or a tree...or a person...or whatever."
"If you say so."
Cathrine moved her right leg back and leaned forward on her left leg. She raised both arms in front of her and stuck them straight out. Immediately her hands became encased in fire. The fire around her hands grew larger and larger, until it was about four inches from her hand in every direction. She pulled her arm back and slammed them forward as fast as she could. When her hands could extend no further, a long steam of flame began whizzing out the ends of her hands. The fire stream was large, very large, yet still only a sample of what a higher level Growlie could do. The fire had actually set some of the grass on fire, but it was so intense that the grass that caught fire burned away to quickly for enough time to elapse to catch the rest of the grass on fire.
Soon the fire stream got smaller and smaller, eventually stopping all together, indicating that she was finished.
Once Cathrine depleted all of her energy, she heard clapping behind her. She turned around to see Vernon clapping, and he had a smirk on her face.
"Very impressive...very impressive indeed. That fireball was over twenty fifteen feet long, five feet longer than the average. Combine that with the fact that it was four foot wide at it's widest point and you've got a damn strong flamethrower.
Combine THAT with the fact that the Pokédex says it is about half the temperature needed to melt bone (That means the attack was 750 degrees Fahrenheit) and you have one kick ass move."
Cathrine held her head up high and wore a smirk on her face bigger than Vernon's
"However"
She lost her smirk.
"That power comes with a price. While the average Growlie can hold that up for 15-25 seconds, you were only able to hold it up for eight."
Cathrine sounded disappointed in herself as she asked "What's next?"
"First of all, I want you to stop being so sad. Think of it this way. You were able to hold up a kick ass fire stream for eight seconds, while we humans can hold it up for...you know I'm don't remember exactly but I think the world record is ZERO SECONDS."
Cathrine smiled at his joke. Not because it was funny, but because it was such a lame attempt.
"Anyway, I just want to tell you that this is where training gets interesting. As I said before, our battles will be much more different than any standard battle. If you noticed rule #4, it says combatants instead of Pokégirls. Do you know what that means Cathrine?"
"...It means that something other than a Pokégirl could battle.........no......You wouldn't!"
"I see you understand now...yes, I will be joining the battles. I refuse to be like other Tamers and sit back while my Pokégirls do all the fighting, I am not a coward!"
"No one is calling you a coward, it's just...what makes you think your a match for Pokégirls?"
Vernon was angry at what she said. Didn't she remember? One of the things on his dislikes list was 'people who underestimate.'
"Cathrine...if I was being completely honest with myself...I believe that I could beat you in a fight."
Cathrine narrowed her eyes and leveled a glare at Vernon, before asking "Oh yeah? What makes you think that?"
"Cathrine, use your Takedown attack. Your target is me. Don't hold back.
"But, Vernon I-"
"That's an order!"
Cathrine immediately charged at Vernon, anger and fury blinding her. How dare he think he could beat her! She would just have to humble him.
Once Cathrine was within striking distance, she balled her hands into fists and swung forward with all of her might in one punch, of course still having enough sense to aim for a non-vital area. As soon as her right fist was three inches from his left shoulder, he sprang into action. He turned his body to the left, letting the punch sail right through where he had been standing not moments ago. He grabbed her outstretched arm and turned himself so that she was behind him. He brought his arm forward and down as fast and hard as he could, the result was Cathrine flipping over him and slamming her back on the ground, knocking the air out of her. Before she could regain her bearings, she felt a boot push down on her stomach, holding her down, and then she felt cold piece of metal against her throat. Vernon had the survival knife that he always had with him pressed against her jugular. Not enough to hurt her, but enough for her to know that it was there.
"Congratulations Cathrine, you're dead."
They locked eyes for a while, just staring at one another, before Vernon pulled the knife away and placed it back into the knife holster strapped to his boot, before holding his arm out for Cathrine. After he helped her up, he said "I don't want to sound cruel, but what if I were a Ronin? Fuck survival knifes, they have swords. They are so fast that doing the same move I just did they could stab you three times while you were being flipped, five while you were falling, and almost ten once you hit the ground, all in under than three seconds."
"Exactly why you shouldn't be fighting!" Cathrine pleaded with Vernon.
"I'm no weakling! I happen to be an expert in many forms of self-defense! Jujitsu, Taijutsu, Tai-Kwon-Do, Tai-Chi...the list goes on! Combine that with my blood gifts and my own personal fighting style and you will realize that I am perfectly capable of looking after myself in battle!" (In real life I have my own fighting style...it is very.......unique.....no one has ever seen it yet, it's a fighting style I developed solely for the purpose of defeating my friend Steve Ames.)
"I'm...I'm sorry Vernon. I didn't mean to offend you."
Vernon replied, with a happy smile "Don't worry about it! We were bound to fight eventually, better to get it out of the way sooner. Anyway, now it's time for me to teach you how to fight. And I don't mean 'look over the moves you know' I mean I am literally going to teach you hand-to-hand combat. My own personal style to be exact. Your going to be the first person I show it to." (Sorry readers, I will go into the basics, maybe a bit past there, but I will leave the advanced stuff...can't have people copying my style now, can I?)
"Thank you Vernon, that means a lot to me. Really."
Vernon shrugged his shoulders like it was nothing.
"Okay, now, I gave this fighting style the name of 'Sly Wolf.' That is because in order to use it, you must be sly like a fox. This means that you must have speed, must be very agile, and also be very cunning...cunning meaning the ability to adapt to any battle scenario as quickly as possible and think of all the possible plans of winning or plans of escape. The second part of the name implies that you must be powerful like a wolf, meaning that once you start your attack, be relentless. Don't give up an inch of ground and don't stop attacking for a moment. I'd say that this is a perfect style for you to use. Now, let's begin the actual training, shall we? First, I am going to teach you the moves of this style, but before even the moves, you must learn the stance. Copy what I do."
Vernon bent low to the ground, his left leg slightly outstretched in front of him. His right hand was level with his head, and drawn back about as far as his ear. It was not in a fist, rather, it was as open as when you palm a basketball, except the fingers were pointing inward. This way his hand is ready to swipe with his 'claws,' catch a punch, or throw one of his own. His left hand was raised up in front of him, bent at a bit more than a 100 degree angle inward so that his elbow was just pointing outward.. His arm was raised approximately as high as his neck. At the end of his arm his hand was outstretched so that it would be pointing to approximately where the opponent would be. His hand was similar to the other one in the fact that it was wide open but had the 'claws' outward.
Right next to Vernon, Cathrine was trying to mimic his movements, but failing miserably. Her brain seemed to be in conflict with itself. As she was trying to assume the stance, her body would make minute changes that would drastically alter the style and result in her defeat or worse because of how wide open she was.
"Stop." Vernon commanded. I have watched you're actions and realized that I have been teaching you wrong. The problem is...you're a lefty. You need to perform the stance...like this."
Vernon assumed the same exact stance, except this time is looked like he was mirroring himself from the first time. Cathrine attempted to utilize this new position, and was surprised to see that he was indeed right. Wow, she was a lefty and didn't even know it.
"OK, very good, now that your in the stance, I will show you some moves..."
Over the course of the next three three hours, Vernon had taught Cathrine the basics of the stance that he had developed. (I'm sorry but you will find out about the the moves of my style when she fights)
Cathrine had learned the basics of blocking, single strikes, combos, counter attacks, and the very few grapple moves that the style came with. Cathrine was a very adept learner learning everything that Vernon taught her. She had learned things in record time. Most things only took one demonstration to learn. Very rarely she needed and second demonstration, and she only once needed a third one.
"OK OK that's enough for now. I will get us some water and then we will have a short half an hour break."
As Vernon walked away, she could have sworn that she heard him quietly say 'You're going to need it.' Perhaps she was just imagining things.
As he said he would, Vernon came back with two bottles of water in his hand. She noticed as he handed her her water bottle that his was already half gone.
As they waited for their half hour, they just talked about nothing in particular. The weather, the badges, the police force, nothing important.
Anyway, as their half an hour was up, Vernon stood and told Cathrine to follow him. They both moved deeper into the forest that was behind his house. Eventually, they came to a clearing, similar to the one that Cathrine was first released into.
"OK, now what were going to do...is fight. You and I are going to have a friendly little spar. There are no rules except you may not cripple or kill you opponent, meaning me, and I may not cripple or kill you. Any fighting skill that is available to you you may use. The point of this battle is to get three mock kills. That is, the fighter who gets the opponent into a position where they would be killed times is the winner. Just for the record, I dislike the prospect of hitting women, but that's part of being a Tamer. Get into your stance......OK, the battle will start...NOW!"
~Begin playing the song 'One Winged Angel,' Sephiroth's theme song, the Metal Version of the Song~
As soon as Vernon said now, Cathrine charged forward. Vernon was not expecting such a quick reaction, he expected her to hesitate, not charge forward, but either way, he was prepared. Cathrine charged forward, but her limited knowledge of fighting gave Vernon an extreme advantage. All she could really do was pull back her fist and get ready to punch or ram him with her shoulder. She decided to do the latter. Bad choice. Vernon noticed that she turned herself to the left, getting ready to ram him. He also noticed that since she was leaning over her running was slightly off balance. As soon as her leg hit the ground on the next step, he swung his left leg outwards in a big arc, very low to the ground. His foot connected with her foot, and down she went. She tumbled over sideways and landed on her side. Before she could get back up, she felt herself pushed onto her stomach, and her arms were held behind her back, pulled tightly, so there was no chance of getting free.
"Well Cathrine, that's one for me. From this position I could do just about anything I wanted with you. If I was an enemy Tamer I could even..."
He left it hanging there. She knew what he was talking about. They both stood up, assuming the same stance again. This time, Vernon charged forward. He punched outward, towards her stomach, but she caught his fist.
"Very good...but what are you going to do from here?" he asked.
And he was right in assuming that she had nothing to do.
"In battle, you must adapt to your opponent in order to beat him/her. Not only that, but sometimes the situation requires you to make up moves on they spot...this is one of those situations. But you know what? I'm feeling generous. I will stay in this spot until you think of something to do, then you may attempt to execute your attack."
Cathrines mind was racing. 'What should I do!?' she thought. She hadn't thought this far ahead in her attack...wait a second...she had the perfect attack!
"Well Vernon, I suppose I'll just have to...what the hell is that!?!?" she yelled, pointing in the opposite direction.
Vernon looked the other way, her voice sounding very convincing. The result was a loud crack and a burst of stars as her fist slammed into the side of his face. As he was hit, he stumbled backwards. Cathrine didn't want to miss a golden opportunity like this, so she grabbed his shoulders as he was still a bit out of it, and put her foot behind his foot. She pushed forward and Vernon landed on his back on the hard forest ground with a resounding 'thud.' once he hit the ground, she put her foot on his neck.
"It seems this one goes to me." She said with a smirk.
"You would think that, wouldn't you?" He said with an increasingly big smirk. At her questioning gaze, he pointed to her foot. Cathrine looked down at her foot, and noticed another blade, not the same one he had from before, this was a new one. It was also a survival knife. It was behind her right foot, the one NOT pressed against Vernon.
"Cathrine, it would take at least a minute to choke me, right now, this blade it resting against your Achilles Tendon, one single cut here and you can't walk, not to mention you would fall over. The closest hospital is a 20 min walk away, and you would have to crawl...you would bleed out before you made it half way there. I think this goes to me too."
"Vernon, did you ever stop that I could easily just..."
She picked up her foot and pretended to slam it into his neck.
"There, broken neck. Now what? I'd say the score is 2-1, your winning but I have a kill also."
Vernon smiled at her ingenuity and said "Very good Cathrine. I honestly didn't expect that. Well, I think your right in saying that the score is 2-1. Let's continue."
Vernon, still on the ground, kicked his leg outwards, and knocked Cathrine over, but that is exactly what she was expecting. As she fell, she put both hands on the ground and just kept up the spin, until eventually she was back on her feet. (Just imagine he kicked her and she rolled into a cartwheel)
Vernon didn't let up on the spin kick though, he continued to swing so he would spin as she was too. What Cathrine wasn't expecting was that as she got both feet on the ground again she saw Vernon spinning and just as she touched the ground his foot collided with her leg, and over she went again. Vernon took this time to stand up and back away. Once he was about ten feet away, Cathrine was off the ground and ready to charge again, but Vernon held up his hand, halting Cathrine where she was.
Vernon didn't say anything, he just reached behind his back and pulled out one of his knives. He threw it against a tree, and it lodged into more than a full inch. He reached into his pocket, pulled out another one, and did the same. He continued pulling weapons out of no where until a small pile had gathered over by the tree. Lodged in the tree was more that four knifes, and beneath the tree was two tazers, an extendable night stick, and a Flash-Bang grenade. She also noticed that it was the type of tazer that you can fire 30 ft. (Yes, those are real)
Cathrine was just staring at the equipment with her mouth open.
She was snapped out of her stupor when Vernon finally spoke.
"I had to get rid of them. Every time I saw you coming at me I had to fight with my instincts and remind myself that you are not an enemy. If I thought of you as an enemy, I might have used one of those on you."
All Cathrine could manage was "Where...where do you keep all those?"
"Hehehe...I always have them on me. In stores, school, the police station, everywhere. You never know when your going to need to defend yourself. Of course, the tazer is for the protection of others. I would never use it to save myself, it feels like cheating. I have two so that if I see two people fighting I can aim one tazer at one person and the other at the other, so neither can move unless they want to get shot. Once I determine who was the bad guy, they get shot and I help the good guy run away, but thats enough, we have a fight to finish.
Vernon ran towards Cathrine and jumped in the air. Once he got within striking distance he kicked out with his foot, but Cathrine was able to catch his foot in time. Vernon smirked, that was exactly what he was hoping for.
As Vernon jumped towards Cathrine, she was wondering what to do, but she couldn't think of anything right now, so all she could do was grab Vernon's foot as he went to kick her. Vernon's foot connected with both of her hands.
'Damn!' she thought. 'Even using both hands that still stings like a bitch! How much power is he hiding?'
What she failed to notice during her mental lapse was that Vernon's other foot was speeding up towards her.
Before Cathrine knew what happened, she was on the ground seeing stars and had a major headache. Not soon after she hit the ground she felt herself get hoisted into the air. She was still in an only semi-conscious state so there was nothing she could do. Eventually she was able to make her headache go away and soon the pain did to, but once she realized what had happened, she knew it was over. Vernon was behind her with one hand on each side of her head, the left one on her right cheek, and the right one on her left cheek...the perfect position to snap somebody's neck.
Vernon, realizing that she knew what happened, released her. She turned around to face him, her head drooping in sadness.
Vernon realized that she was depressed for only getting one kill.
He tried to console her as best he could by saying "Cathrine, I know that you are sad at only getting one 'kill,' but think about it this way...no body has ever gotten even one on me before, and you did it on your first battle. (Except Steven Ames...I had like four mock kills on him and he has like 50 on me but that doesn't count)
Cathrine perked up at that, her head no longer drooping and her eyes shining
Vernon looked towards the sky and shouted "FUCK!"
Cathrine was quick to come to his side and quickly asked "What!? What is it Vernon, tell me what's wrong!"
"It's nothing major, it's just that I forgot I wanted to leave today but the sun is already setting, and it's already.....shit! It's 9:30 P.M.! I would have thought it was 8:00! Guess I should have taught you tomorrow.........oh well, it doesn't matter, we still have my house."
~Vernon's House~
"I think we should both take a shower." Cathrine offered up, while wrinkling her nose as her advanced sense of smell allowed her to smell all the dirt, grime, blood and sweat.
"I suppose your right." He answered, also being able to smell the odors. He looked at himself along with Cathrine and noticed that there was a nice coat of dirt on each of them.
"Well Cathrine, I am going to go have a snack, you can take a shower first."
~!0:30~
Both Vernon and Cathrine had finished each of their showers, but now Vernon was at a loss. He didn't know if his new Growlie wanted to sleep in her Pokéball, or in the same bed with him. I mean, there was only ONE bed, after all.
'Whatever, I'll just ask.' He decided. What's the worst that could happen?
"Cathrine?"
"Yes Vernon?"
"I was just wondering if you wanted to sleep in your Pokéball tonight, or if you would like to sleep in the same bed as me."
Cathrine walked over to Vernon and gave him a quick peck on the lips before saying "Of course I want to sleep with you Vernon. I rather dislike that Pokéball, anyway."
"...Right...anyway, we should probably get to bed now, I want us to wake up tomorrow, have a nice breakfast, do some warm-up exercises, and then we leave."
Vernon strode away once he finished talking, and led the way to his bedroom. Cathrine followed behind him. When Vernon entered the room, he just pulled back the covers and jumped into the bed, and pat the space next to him, inviting his Pokégirl to join him.
She shook her head at his childishness and just laid down in the bed next to him.
"Well...goodnight, Cathrine."
Vernon reached over and put out the light, bathing himself and Cathrine in darkness. They laid down and Cathrine fell asleep instantly. Vernon was not so lucky. He had a million questions running through his mind. None he needed answers to, just random things he was thinking about. Vernon had severe insomnia, (It means you have trouble sleeping) and thus, he would think about everything and anything I order to get his mind tired enough to go to sleep. (yes, that method does work, I use it whenever I sleep, Which isn't often, 4 days out of the week, and only for 4-6 hours. You'd be surprised at what the human body can handle)
Before he was even half tired enough to go to sleep, he started hearing whimpers next to him. He looked over at Cathrine, studying her face for any sign as to what she was dreaming about. Not soon after, she whimpered again, and her face took on a look of momentary pain, before returning to normal. Vernon was getting a bit worried now, she released a few more whimpers afterwards, and her face kept getting pained looks.
Vernon wasn't sure but a few times he thinks he heard her whisper "Get away" or "Don't touch me."
He already knew what was going on. She was having a nightmare about her previous Tamer. Well, he should probably stop it before it begins, so he gently shook her awake. At first, it seemed to have no effect, but after a few more shakes, her eyes fluttered open.
"Cathrine...I think you were having a nightmare, are you OK?"
Cathrine raised herself up into a sitting position, before saying "Yes...I was having a nightmare...about him no less...but...I don't want to talk about it...I'm sorry..."
"No no, there is no need for you to be sorry, but if I ever need me, I'll be here for you."
Vernon was going to go back to sleep, but Cathrine would have none of that. Once he laid down she kissed him full on the lips, but only for a brief moment. Vernon gave her a questioning gaze, and she just said "Please Vernon...just...please help me forget about him...even if for only one night..."
Vernon was unsure what she wanted, but soon he understood. Cathrine was over him, so he grabbed her shoulders and flipped them, so he was on top. He leaned down and started to whisper in her ear.
"Are you sure this is what you want? I know you have a high libido, but you won't turn feral for another two or three days."
She just answered him with a kiss.
~OK! It's time for adults only! If you are under the age of 18 or whatever-the-hell the limit is OR if you are offended by sexually related material, you may stop here! Nothing important happens for the rest of the chapter, everything after here is a lemon, except for a few unimportant sentences! THIS IS WHERE THE LEMON STARTS!!! Scroll down to the next bold, underlined text or just stop reading. I do not want to scar someone for life, so please don't read this if your going to be scarred!~
After the kiss ended, Vernon could see an evil gleam in Cathrine's eyes and a smirk on her face.
"Vernon, I am very horny, and I am still wound up from when we fought. I want all of you right now. No foreplay, no stalling. I don't think I could take it."
Cathrine got up off the bed and stood up on the floor. She slowly, tantalizingly took off all of her cloths. First she took off her top, and then her pants, leaving her in only her bra and panties, but soon those were removed to.
"See something you like, master?"
Vernon just nodded.
(I don't think I need to describe her now, do I? I think the picture from last chapter has it covered...in case you SOMEHOW forgot what she looks like here is her picture again http: // cmct. com/ i104 arcanine 3da. jpg don't forget to remove the spaces!)
Cathrine walked up to the bed and swiped her hand downwards and all of his cloths were removed instantly, thanks to her razor sharp claws.
If Vernon had any thought process at the moment he would have realized that that was his favorite shirt, but right now he could care less. There was a naked goddess in his room and he did not want to miss any of this.
Cathrine grabbed his already erect member and gave it a few strokes, up and down.
"Hmmm...not bad. 7 1/2 inches."
Meanwhile, Vernon was having a hard time just keeping a straight face as Cathrine continued to stroke him. After a few more strokes, Vernon grabbed Cathrines shoulders and pulled her down onto the bed, and pinned her beneath him. She was wondering what Vernon was going to do with her but she gasped in pleasure as she felt two of Vernon's fingers enter her.
Cathrine's mind was screaming 'OH MY GOD! He's only using his fingers and I am already about to orgasm!'
Over by Cathrine's lower body, Vernon felt he was doing extremely well. His fingers were sinking into her and reappearing in rapid succession. He found this one spot about half way to the back that whenever he touched it she elicited a big moan. He found the spot and pressed his fingers to it before rubbing it vigorously. The effect was immediate, Cathrine's body convulsed, somewhat violently as she came. Cathrine was screaming at the top of her lungs as an orgasm rocked her body like she never felt before.
Cathrine was barely able to get out "Vernon *pant* I thought I said *pant* no foreplay."
Vernon grinned as he said "Sorry......couldn't help myself. Anyway, are you ready for the real thing?"
Cathrine grinned as she moved to the end of the bed. She hung her legs off the edge and spread them outwards.
"Ready when you are."
Vernon shook his head as he took up position. He rubbed his member up and down Cathrine's slit, getting himself slick with her juices. Then, without any warning, he savagely thrust himself into her. Cathrine, who was not expecting that, let out a sort of half-screamed moan, but soon her moans were a lot higher pitched, and she was getting louder as Vernon started to thrust into her, back and forth. Cathrine had never before experienced such pleasure. The feeling of Vernon moving inside her, rubbing up against her walls, hitting her in her special spot over and over again, it was just to much to take in, and she had her first true orgasm, and she yelled "OOOOHHH MASTER! IT FEELS....SO....GOOD!"
Vernon was having a hard time stopping himself from cumming. He knew Cathrine was hot, but inside her was like a furnace! (Pun intended)
Cathrine didn't have any time to recover as Vernon pounded into her faster, Cathrine's own orgasm spurring him on.
"Oh yes master! That's it, faster!"
Who was Vernon to say no? Vernon sped up even more, thrusting into her faster and faster as he built up speed. Cathrine wasn't even moaning anymore, she was screaming. Cathrine had finally given into what her body wanted and wasn't holding anything back.
"Master! I'm Going to orgasm AGAIN!"
Cathrine had finally had her third orgasm, which triggered Vernon. Cathrine's walls tightened to an almost painful point, and she let out a scream that the city could hear. Vernon had finally had enough. The severe tightening had sent him over the edge as he came into her, which heightened he rown orgasm that much more.
If Cathrine wasn't determined to stay awake, she may have passed out right then and there.
~OK OK it is safe for the little kiddies to continue reading now. Don't worry, nothing important happened in between this and the previous bold underlined text...except sex...sex is very important!~
Vernon and Cathrine lay in the bed, both panting from their activities. Cathrine was comfortably nuzzled against Vernon, laying on top of him, his arms wrapped around her.
"Vernon...that was...that was..."
"Amazing?" He suggested.
"Actually, I was going to say it was so euphoric that it is impossible to explain it to anybody considering that no human words on the entire planet could do justice to the amount of pleasure that I received...but amazing is a good word too."
Both shared a small chuckle at her lame joke.
"But I do wonder...why did you call me master while I was Taming you?"
"'Cause it's Kinky."
Vernon shook his head.
"I never would have guessed you were a screamer either. I guess I certainly have my hands full now, don't I?"
"Yes. Yes you do."
Vernon could only laugh.
"Cathrine, you are just.....just....."
"Amazing?" she supplemented.
Vernon only laughed more as he said "Yeah...amazing."
~End Chapter~
Ending Notes: Well what do you think? I think that this chapter is pretty damn good, but that doesn't matter. What matters is what you think. Except the lemon. I hate to say this, but you people need to hear it. Lemons are not for you. What I mean is, MOST authors don't write lemons for the readers. Lemons have the sole purpose of pleasing their writers. Think about it. Lemons are written specifically to the writers tastes. The lemon will go how he/she wants it to and no way else...at least most of the time. I wrote the lemon because I WANTED TO! It was NOT for YOU, it was for ME and the ADVANCEMENT OF THE STORY! I wanted them to take it to the next level and they did, that's all there is to it. JUST BECAUSE I WROTE IT FOR ME DOES NOT MEAN THAT I DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!!! I STILL WANT FEEDBACK ON MY LEMON AND THE CHAPTER AS A WHOLE!!! Yes I do realize that the lemon probably sucks because it was to short, but this is only my third fic (The first one I plan on completing) and it was only my second lemon! Well, I suppose you could say fourth, because I rewrote the lemon three times! But yeah, I know the lemon sucks, but whatever, it was for my enjoyment anyway.
I realize that some other writers have stories that are 20k words per chap and are released every 5 days but I DO have a life! I have many things to do and not a lot of time to do them, so I think that 15 days is reasonable. For god's sakes I'm still in school! Graduating soon though :) But anyway I am 17 and 17 year olds have lot's to do.
This Chapter was 20 Pages and over 9,500 word total! Over 8,000 of the word are all story words, not author's notes! I'd say that's a damn good amount of writing!!!
Plus I don't even want to mention the fact that a few days ago I was more betrayed than I've ever been in my entire life and it's still affecting me, but whatever!
I AM GOING TO HAVE A VOTE!! If you readers REALLY want me to, I can have a weekly update. I will update the story every Friday (Not including this friday) no exceptions. I want compensation for my weekly update though. I want at least five reviews for each chapter if I do a weekly update. Otherwise I write at my own speed. (Should be easy enough, considering the fact that I ALREADY get more than five reviews per chap)
In case anybody was wondering, the reason that Vernon can just thrust into Cathrine and have Cathrine not feel any pain is because Pokégirls are genetically engineered for sex. Not only that, but she was Tamed not to long ago, so of course she didn't have a hymen. (That's a womens barrier) Vernon had already deduced this, so he knew she would not be hurt and would enjoy it immensley.
Chapter four is coming soon. I hope to gain new readers and hopefully get some good reviews...see you all next chapter.
P.S. I just KNOW that I am going to get at least one really weird review for this chapter. I just KNOW it.
