"You're right." You say, sending a quick message to everyone to meet at the pokecenter once they get back.
Pausing, you kiss her, deeply. "And I'm not forgetting your orgasm-on-command request... we'll have to figure something out."
"Y-y-yes!" She squeaked, blushing furiously.
Monica looked at the both of you with amusement. "Diane get sex?"
"Not now." You replied, slightly surprised at the question and keenness to the feline's eyes.
"Oh." Then she nodded, not seeming that disappointed.
You had to remind yourself that, apparently, the larger-breasted pokegirl somehow had a lower libido than before (even if not by the greatest of margins), so it felt sort of odd that she didn't seem keen on initiating things right now. Heading towards the pokecenter, Monica followed the order to trail behind you, but you could tell her attention was everywhere, her eyes and nose and ears twitching and turning as she took in plenty of what was available to her.
As you reached the pokecenter, you spotted a familiar someone.
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And realized that she had, somehow, modified Tomas' shirt into part of her new gear. "Freya?"
"Sir." She nodded. "Master asked me to wait here and tell you and the others as they came that he would be taking one of the shareable rooms, number 05."
"Oh, thanks."
"Diane." She nodded at the nurse, then glanced at the feline.
The nearly two and a half-meter tall woman leaned very low, breasts nearly slapping the elf's head, and then taking a good long sniff of the air around the elf. "Tomas." She spoke, apparently recognizing the scent.
"Indeed, I belong to Master Tomas." Freya nodded.
"Your new clothes look good on you, Tomas must be proud." You point out.
"Ah, yes. He liked them too." She nodded albeit slightly hesitatingly as the tall woman looked from you to the elf and back.
"She good?"
"Uh... yes, she's good." You muttered, not quite sure about Monica's angle.
"Good Kitty." Monica leaned down to lick the elf's face.
The diminutive pokegirl shrieked and leapt away. "I-I-I'd appreciate if you didn't do that."
"Sorry, she's... feral born and tamed not that long ago." You apologize for her, glancing at the confused looking Monica. "Come here."
"Yes."
She moved to stand beside you, straightening up. Your shoulders could make for good shelves for those breasts, your head snuggly in between... er... focus, you were talking with Freya. "So how did the hunt go? Tomas mentioned catching four ferals."
"It was... the new girl." All pride left the elf, and you noted how she glanced down at her chest with slight dejection. "A pack of boobisaurs stumbled onto us while I was still making some clothes, and she subdued them before we could react."
"She seems strong."
"She... is. Very much." The girl's pride now looked hurt. "If sir doesn't mind, I'd rather not talk about her."
"Don t worry, you'll get stronger, that's what evolution is for, right?" You spoke, trying to cheer her. "Tomas mentioned you having to find a tree for something. Did you get that sorted?"
"Oh, yes." She nodded, instantly perking up. "I found a good tree to sing my bow and arrows from, I'd been worried because my previous bow... burned."
"Sing?"
"It's..." Freya hesitated. "We elves can create a weapon from trees, if the tree is willing. We prefer those weapons than human-made ones."
"Seems... important."
"Very much so, to us the weapons we sing from trees are a dear partner, a part of us in a perhaps not completely literal sense." She explained, showing the bow in question but keeping it very close to her person.
You nodded at the new information. The more you learn.
"I know you asked not to bring it up, but do you know what breed Tomas' new girl is?"
"Infernal." Freya shook her head.
"Not nice I take it?"
"A literal succubus." She added with a snort, crossing her arms above her chest.
Your brain began to sound an alarm. "Flat-girl, Master is calling to check if any of-."
"So you were a tamer after all."
You could practically feel Diane bristle beside you while Monica looked without giving any signs of a reaction that you could detect from the corner of your eye.
"I became one recently, actually." You replied calmly, overlooking the fact that her breasts definitely seemed smaller than last time, less unwieldy. "Still, Tomas managed to make a succubus submit to him? He has quite the talent."
That impassive expression of her doesn't so much as twitch, but you feel like she did it, felt it in your soul. "It's more of a partnership of convenience."
"You don't say?" You prompt, all saccharine... and holding Diane's shoulder. You couldn't see her face but she felt pissed.
"Until it stops being convenient..." She turned towards Freya. "Master wants to talk to you, go."
Freya glared daggers at the naked pokegirl before going into the pokecenter. No sooner had the door closed did the succubus switch from impassive into a glare. "Talk, why are you here? You followed me?"
"Cut the crap, I've had to deal with children smarter than you and Tomas is my student." You say flatly. "Four ferals attack and you instantly show up to wipe them out? Who are you trying to fool, some stupid teenager?"
She flinched, face turning into clear displeasure now. She's about to open her mouth but then snaps it shut. "It was pure coincidence."
"No, it wasn't." You reply. "And though I'm no mind reader, I am fairly sure that what you're trying to do is crawl back and beg for what you didn't get the other day."
Displeasure twists into furry, she raises her hand, but stops as soon as she looks towards Monica. The anger smooths and vanishes into a pleasant smile. "I don't know what you are speaking of, sir, after all, my one true interest solely lies in the lap of my Master and what's found therein."
There's a definitely haughty 'harumph' as she turns around to leave. And fuck you hate to admit it but that ass is a piece of art. "I take it you know her?" You ask Diane as soon as the tit-pokegirl was out of sight.
"She's come up to the pokecenter to get healed, she's... not been very nice." She commented with an undertone of things far worse than 'not nice'.
"How bad?"
"I'm sure someone would've 'accidentally' popped her ball into the level 5 sooner or later." She spoke coldly. "A wild one like her is never welcome."
"Wild one?" You frown.
"Not feral, but not really owned either." Diane spat. "Girls like her are the reason Mao got where she did and killed as many as she had, we're better off without pokegirls like that."
You could only arch an eyebrow, feeling like the words towards the succubus may have come from more sources than just the infernal.
Flicking the pokedex open, you scanned her, and it beeped back at you after a second.
"Owner: Tamer Tomas. Breed: Succubus. Name: Rachel"
Huh, you didn't think that the scan function would tell you if a pokegirl had an owner, but apparently, it did. Wonder how it pulled it off? Still, there was this one worrying thing hanging just below the information about who her owner was.
This big flashing button saying "Challenge Tomas".
You really didn't like that level of streamlining things. There was probably someone somewhere who was very proud of their hard work and you really wanted to kick their teeth in right about now. Fucking engineers, fixing problems no one had by ways that cause more problems to others.
"Tell me what she did?" You asked Diane, rubbing the bridge of your nose as you considered the future troubles this little button could give you. "And I mean exactly, what is the worst that she did."
"Oh, uh, ah..." Diane hesitated. "I only heard about it from the others, but apparently she gave her tamer a tongue lashing and had him give her away to another."
"What?"
"She threatened her tamer." Diane's face scrunched up as she shook her head. "Abused his kindness and left him for another. She was so lucky to have someone who wouldn't punish her for such crass actions and even then she betrayed him."
"Oh." You scratched your chin, not quite sure how to respond. "And who's this Mao you mentioned?"
"Another betrayer, a tiggress." The nurse's exasperation was apparent. "Around sixty years ago or so, a pokegirl named Mao Shin Mao betrayed her tamer, killed him, and began a rampage, killing other tamers and their loyal pokegirls while recruiting others like herself in an attempt to destroy the leagues." A growl escaped her. "It's thanks to that whore that the leagues had to tighten control on pokegirls, because otherwise, the bad pokegirls would just start slaughtering innocent humans again. As if there aren't few enough of them already."
You can only nod at the little tidbit of history, scratching the back of your head and slowly coming to understand some of the opinions you've seen so strongly prevalent throughout the tamers and pokegirls. Eyes drifting towards Monica, you realize it had been those very opinions that had insisted time and again to put this pokegirl through a level 4 taming cycle.
"Rick." She smiled at your attention, and you relaxed a bit, it wasn't as if you'd erased her, right? And she did show a remarkably higher degree of self-control now.
"I'm... going to go talk to Tomas." You sighed, now quite sure that the conversation had to happen sooner than later. "I'm going to recall you girls for a bit."
"But!" Diane's eyes widen and a complaint begins, but she stops, then nods. "Yes, Master." She took a step closer and hugged you. "But if anything happens, let me out first."
"Nothing bad's going to happen." You replied, giving her a kiss before recalling her. "You too Monica."
"Rick, kiss?" She asked, and you did before she too became a beam of red light.
You went into the pokecenter and walked around until you reached the room you'd been told Tomas was in. Opening the door, you found Tomas inside, talking with Freya and writing down on a notebook. Rachel was near the window, lazing against the glass and looking outside with boredom.
"Rick." Tomas greeted you, the word drawing the attention of the succubus who stared daggers for only an instant before it hid behind a mask of neutrality.
"Hey, you doing ok?"
The shirtless teenager blinked a moment. "Never been better, why?"
"Could it be in private?" You asked, making a motion to show your girls weren't out right now.
"Oh, uh, sure." Tomas hesitated a second, glancing at the other two. "Mind stepping outside and wait for the others at the entrance?"
"Yes Master!" Rachel spoke cheerily, the first to hop to her feet, approaching Tomas to give him a kiss and walk out, not so much as a twitch of hostility in her movements. The young man's face lit up at that, smiling at the gesture.
"Yes, Master." Freya spoke albeit a bit less enthusiastically, her movements gracefully slow as if trying to stall for some more time. She hesitated to kiss him and it turned into a hug he returned happily. And then there was just the two of you.
"So what did you want to talk about?" He said as he pocketed the notebook.
"First things first, Rachel? That's quite the catch." You approached amicably, patting Tomas' shoulder. "I read the entry, that's one dangerous lady, she'll surely be of great use to the group."
"I know, right?" He was flustered. "She got rid of those ferals in a flash, she's strong, and she..."
"Is sexy as hell." You finished for him as he stuttered. He could only nod. "I mean, she's a 'succubus', they aren't known to 'soul-sucking man-eating demons' through their ugliness, right?"
He chuckles and nods. "Though she's... sort of not mine? We made an agreement."
"Do tell." You urge.
"She told me she's looking to go to Kasul, but that she can't exactly go around without a tamer or she'd risk someone trying to catch her." He said.
"Did she tell you why she's going there?"
"Said she'd rather not talking about it if she could avoid it, so I didn't push." He sheepishly admitted.
"Hm..." You paused, scratching your head. "If she's with you 'out of convenience', then what about all the 'Master' thing?"
"Not wanting to draw bad attention, also said it'd boost my image since tamers who've dominated a succubus are seen as very valuable." He said.
"So she's smart, hot as hell, and strong as fuck. And she put down some ground rules that sound reasonable." You said. "I know that the world we came from that would've been perfectly reasonable, but... have you considered what they mean under this world's context?"
"What?" He had to blink at that.
A heavy sigh. "Tomas, you know how girls are treated here don't you? You can't be blind about it."
"Yes, it... sucks."
"A lot." You agreed. "And it's so ingrained into the culture that the girls themselves acknowledge this." You continued. "But isn't it... odd... that this isn't the case with Rachel?"
A sudden thoughtful look crossed Tomas' face. "What do you think it is?"
"Honestly? I don't know. I've barely had much of a chance to talk with her, she may have just grown up in the woods or something. I'd like more people to think more freely like that if I had a say about it, actually." You shrugged, patting his shoulder. "I might as well mention that Diane told me Rachel got rid of her last tamer publicly and not that long ago."
"Oh, yeah, she told me about that and that there would likely be people who looked at her badly in town. Her previous tamer had been under the same agreement." He admitted.
You could only nod at his words, it made sense she wouldn't keep him in the dark of everything. Though you couldn't be sure whether it was true or not nor could you prove it. "As long as you're careful, I'll trust you can handle her." You lied through your teeth, the reason you were here being exactly that you didn't trust he could handle her.
Maybe that'd change after this conversation. Or maybe not. "Thanks." The young man said.
You nodded again, feeling like this was as far as the conversation went. But there was a sudden troubled look in Tomas' face that kept you where you stood.
"Rick, the, uh, time Monica got the pink dust..." He hesitated. "It was weird for you too, right?"
You visibly grimace. "Yeah, it was. I don't like the idea of that being... something that just happens, here." A pause, then a cough. "I mean, at least not with two guys."
Tomas' face abruptly lit up and you paused. "Wait... Freya and Rachel?" He sheepishly nodded.
You chuckled. "Congrats on that." You gave him a friendly shove. "Just remember Freya's part of your harem, and she's not there with a contract with an expiration date."
"What do you mean?"
"Just saying." You shrugged, quickly hiding the intent of your words. "Monica demanded a lot of attention after I got her back, and Diane felt neglected and told me as such. It's weird having to juggle attention to more than woman at a time."
"Oh, yeah, definitely." He nodded. "I'll keep it in mind."
You couldn't really expect much more out of him,. An idea dinged in your head. "Well, anyways, I think I should go apologize to Rachel."
Tomas could only look at you in startled confusion. "She came out being... defensive, and I took it the wrong way. Shouldn't have done that."
The young man glanced around for a moment before staring down at his notebook. "Then let's go outside? I don't exactly have a way to calling her over."
"Sure."
You lead the way out, and find the succubus just leaning against the pokecenter's outer wall, seeming occupied watching the people walk past while Freya was on the complete opposite side the the entrance, sitting on the floor and carefully looking at her bow.
"Master." The elf nodded respectfully.
You could see the motions as Rachel turned her head in your direction, her eyes landed on you for a fraction of a second, serious, before drifting towards Tomas and the smile surging through her lips but never touching her gaze. "Master!" She jumped to glomp the young man in her naked embrace, the actions having flowed so quickly and smoothly you would've never noticed a thing had you not been looking for it.
Tomas just looked at you, since it had been you who'd asked to do this.
Deep breath, you're an adult, you've had to do this hundreds of times. Might as well pull all the stops. You look seriously at Rachel, who instantly tenses and looks back at you whilst Tomas managed to untangle himself from her grip. "Look, I just wanted to say sorry for how I treated you. I took you for a not very nice person and it was just me jumping to the wrong assumptions." You speak clearly and firmly. "I'm thankful you joined Tomas' harem and that you're going to take good care of him."
Stepping forwards, you offer a hand to shake. "So with the spirit of wanting to set things straight, I'd like to propose we start with a clean slate."
"What?"
Her expression is completely dumbfounded, looking at you and your hand as if a bomb were about to pop out of either and blow up in her face.
"I said that I'm sorry for my earlier behaviour and wish to start with a clean slate." You reiterated, ignoring the slack-jawed look Freya was shooting your way.
"I meant why." Rachel switched to a frown. "Why are you apologizing?"
"I said why I'm apologizing." You spoke. "I said clearly what I'm sorry about and I am saying I'm sorry, and this is the part where you can decide whether you accept that apology or not."
Another long dubious look. "And what if I don't."
You had a series of words that came to mind regarding what you could answer her, but instead, you just shrugged. "Then you don't and I won't have to waste effort being nice to you."
"Rachel, I think-."
"Tomas." You glance at him. "This is my apology, and it's her decision."
"I'll take it."
Both turned towards the succubus, she'd grasped your hand firmly though still looking somewhat confused about it. "I'll take your apology." Her skin was incredibly soft, and she let go a moment after. "Is that it?"
"That would be it, yes." You nodded.
The pokegirl was glancing at you and then her hand as if checking there was no trick or prank involved. "Ok." She declared, appearing to remember where she was and that there were people watching, she almost flinched as she turned back towards Tomas, glomping him once more. "Your teacher is weird, Master." She cooed, nibbling at his ear and kissing his neck. "Are all your friends like that?"
The instantaneous switch towards bubbliness had everyone mute for a moment. "Uh... no, not really, only Rick's like that." He muttered.
You just stood there trying to figure out what to do with your hands, that strange sensation you got whenever quite not sure what to do to continue the scene.
"Oh, right. Monica evolved last night." You broke the silence. "Completely caught my by surprise."
You released the feline, she was quick to glance around before finding you and pulling you into her arms. The height was perfect for your head to find itself pressed against her pillowy chest. "Rick." She spoke, giving a lick at your ear, but stopping as she noticed the others present. "Tomas."
"Monica?!" The young tamer gawked. "She evolved? How?" He looked at you for a moment and then back to the busty feline.
"Uh..." You scratched your head, being allowed to turn around but the pressure Monica put on you from behind never quite going away.
"Master, that girl is a boobcat." Rachel quipped. "They evolve by..." Then she lowered her voice to a whisper, and Tomas' face became beet red. Rachel's eyes flashed as she looked at you from where she stood behind her tamer.
"Rick." Monica wrapped her muscular arms around you and pulled you further against her very large chest.
"Good kitty." You said, reaching up to touch her hair, hearing her purr at the gesture.
"I'd like to fuck her, Master." Rachel spoke from where she was, holding Tomas from behind much like Monica was doing to you.
"What?" Two males said in unison.
"Sex battle. I want to sex-battle that kitty. You know, let us girls have some fun." The succubus' tail swished. "Pretty please?"
Tomas and you shared a doubtful look.
"I don't see why we can't do it later. But first we should wait for the others to come and catch up with them." You comment with a bit more honesty than you expected.
A part of you was very curious about Rachel's capabilities, and the functioning of a sex-battle. And no, it wasn't just the part between your legs. As it conveniently turned out, you didn't have to wait much. How convenient for the narrative flow of things. Your eyes caught Tessa walking besides Mr Gabriel, the look the man had seeming a bit too hard and stony. So it seemed he'd decided not to give her up. But had he talked with Howard? You couldn't tell, maybe not.
"Hello." He greeted formally, glancing at Rachel who shot him a wink he ignored as he turned towards Monica.
"Gab." Monica said, your head still firmly between her breasts.
"Monica?" He looked surprised.
"Gab." She leaned down as her eyes focused on Tessa who instantly moved behind Mr Gabriel. "Food?"
"Not food." You and Mr Gabriel spoke at the same time.
Monica sighed in disappointment. "Not food."
"She does look delectable," Rachel spoke raunchily.
"She's the new girl." You commented to Mr Gabriel. "A succubus."
"I didn't need to be told that to know it." The man shook his head. "I just hope this won't come to bite us."
"I'll only bite if you ask nicely, sir."
Everyone ignored that comment.
Oh right, you hadn't let Diane back out. You corrected that. "Master!" She said as if more people in the scene couldn't potentially be too many. Her glare towards Rachel was immediate, but she kept shut and quietly in the background where she ought to be right now. Kat showed up not far after, though no pokegirls were with her, so it was likely they were in their pokeballs. The instant she showed up the tension rose, you felt Tomas stiffen slightly and Kat's eyes widen at the sight of the succubus.
And Rachel picking up on the subtle cues like a hawk looking for a mice to gobble up. "Hello miss, I am Rachel, Master Tomas' succubus." Her tone was cheery and her extended hand a perfect friendly imitation of the gesture you had in turn shown her.
But the impeccably amicable words seemed to have come at exactly the wrong moment, Kat brusquely shook the hand and quickly let go. "I'm going to get Liz healed." She muttered, walking past Rachel and nearly powerwalking her way into the center.
"Diane, play nice." You pat the nurse's shoulder, killing the glare and it turning into a look of surprise before nodding. "Yes Master." She said though seeming slightly confused as to why you'd give her such an order.
"I can play quite a lot, if you ask nicely." Rachel quipped.
"I've got to ask the receptionist about Alice, apparently she left somewhen today." You shrugged your shoulders, motioning your two girls to follow as you go inside.
"Oh yeah, I hadn't seen her." Tomas nodded oblivious to your real objective.
And Mr Gabriel seemed focused on something else, so that meant the only one who thought to pay attention to your actions was... Smirking at you as she pressed her breasts against Tomas' back.
Rachel was sharp and trouble, you just hoped not too much trouble. Heading inside, you waited until you were well away from the now-closed door before pulling Diane close. "I want to keep the friction between the members of the group to a minimum. That does not mean I think nicely of her, it means I put getting along above my personal feelings on the matter."
"But... why?"
"Because if there's friction at the wrong time, we die." You said flatly. "And being nice now doesn't mean I can't choose to be an asshole later."
"Oh." She nodded at your words. "I understand, Master."
As you approached the desk, you saw Kat fuming while watching the taming cycle machine with doubts. "Try to see if you can find out something about Alice's whereabouts while I talk to Kat." You said to Diane and she quickly complied.
"Got problems?" You asked Kat.
"I caught one more boobisaur on my way back." She said, she was tense and you could guess it had less to do with her dilemma. "I asked around and they kept saying that putting a feral through a level 3 helps a lot to get things started more smoothly. And fuck I don't want a face-full of dust or anything like that."
Monica, still behind you, wrapped her arms around your torso and once more pulled you between her breasts. "Kat." She called out the young woman, who merely glanced her way.
"Yeah, hello Monica." She replied looking back at the taming machine and biting her nail in thought.
"Capturing ferals, hard?" You asked, trying to divert her attention.
"Not very, she wanted to fuck, I had Liz pin her down, fucked her, and she went into the ball at the first try." She shrugged. "Felt more like a transaction, wham, bam, fucked, move on, next." She tensed slightly but forced herself to calm down.
You regarded the teenager for a very long and silent second. "I put Monica through a level four."
THAT caught her attention. "What." She wasn't even asking, just... blinking dumbly at you in disbelief.
"I put her through a level four." You said. "It was horrible, she came out more robot than person, and I used the time to train her into not attacking people and knowing when she had to stop." Carefully, you reached up to touch Monica's shoulder, she purred. "I have absolutely no intentions of putting her through something like that without being absolutely sure she'll need it, but I also can't deny the results."
"I, but..." Kat hesitated.
"And don't tell me about it being cruel. Monica killed several people without really understanding it, and I need to prevent that from happening again." You quickly add before she can recover her breath and say anything. "As much as I like Monica, I have a responsibility to ensure we don't all end up dead because she chose a bad time to go rape one of us."
"The... collar..."
"Useless if it's a crisis. What am I going to do? Leave her paralyzed because she's ignoring me to tell stay near us and not run off to chase a harmless feral that happens to annoy her?"
"Riiiick." Monica tightened her hold around your chest, kissing your ear softly. "Monica good?"
"Yes, Monica." You said. "Could you stand there for a moment?"
The feline grumbled, but acquiesced, letting go of you and stepping away, looking at you with a pout. "Good kitty." At your words she brightened slightly, staying where she was a bit less dejectedly than a second ago.
"Rick, she..."
"She is a pokegirl." You replied, turning to look at her. "She deserves every bit of respect and attention and affection any other person would, and I've little doubt she is also incredibly smart. But she is not a human, she's a pokegirl; assuming you have to treat them like humans will eventually get you killed."
"But they're like..."
"Diane can lift me up as if I'm just a heavy sack of potatoes. Yes, that Diane, that girl who looks like she can barely lift a backpack." You pointed at the nurse as she was chatting with the receptionist. "And Monica can separate my head from my shoulders before I could realize what she'd done." You then gestured at the feline. "If you're thinking they are humans, you're wrong."
"That doesn't mean you should treat them like... animals."
"And that collar you gave me was to... emphasize her humanity?" You say, watching her flinch. "Look, we both know that this isn't really what's bothering you right now. Tell me what's going on between you an Tomas."
"What? No, nonono." She shook her head abruptly, panicked. "That is none of your business."
"If you have something you want to keep secret I'm all up for that, don't give me any details, I just want to know what was that stunt you pulled out there with him and the succubus."
"Oh, so she's a succubus... of course." She snorted, frustrated. "Teach, look, he thought we were a thing, and we weren't, there was nothing there, zero, zilch, only some casual sex."
"Doesn't seem so to me." You replied honestly with a shrug.
"Well, it wasn't, I wanted some good cock and he gave it to me and he got mushy and thought we were a thing." Kat crossed her arms.
"And that's all there was?"
"Yes."
"I see." You go silent, glancing towards Monica for a moment, counting the seconds in your head.
"It's just..."
Ah, there it is. "Yes?" You prompt.
"He judged me, ok? He... I told him something, something personal, and he... he said he felt disgusted."
"And what else did he say?"
"That he... hadn't thought of me being that way, that he wasn't sure... of us."
"I thought there was no 'us'." You pointed out, seeing her slumped shoulders.
"No, there wasn't, it's..."
"So let me get this straight." You don't let her form the words. "You told him, honestly, how you felt about something. And he replied honestly how he felt about that, and you're angry about how he is?"
"Yes!" As soon as she said that she flinched. "No... I don't know, ok?"
"That seems like a fair assessment."
"What?" She snapped, indignant.
"The 'I don't know'." You said. "Don't you think that you should've cleared that out with him?"
"Clear what out?"
"His feelings."
"What do you mean." It was more a confused phrase than an actual question.
"I mean that maybe there was more to it than just what he said." You shrugged. "Boys tend to have trouble sharing their feelings, and I bet Tomas isn't exactly used to opening up to people."
"You think I should forgive him?"
"I think you made a rushed decision." Your eyes turned towards the glass doors, and Tomas blushing up a storm as Rachel was clearly molesting him. "And Rachel isn't exactly the best influence on him."
Kat looked stunned, glancing at him and then at you. "What about her?" She seemed defensive of her tone, but clearly angry.
"Well, she's a social predator, and Tomas is more of a shy mouse even though he looks like he could bench-press me." You pointed out. "Not to mention she's a pokegirl."
"Even if she were human I'd kick those oversized tits off had I a chance." Kat snorted.
"But she isn't." You sighed a bit. "I suggest you read up on the breed, she's definitely strong and a powerful addition to the group, but they're not exactly the best sort of girl to have around when she's not put her in her place."
Kat opened her mouth and snapped it shut, not saying anything. You guessed this was as good as you could hope for. "Diane, you done?"
"Yes Master!" She called out, joining your side as you walked up to Monica.
"Good kitty." You congratulated the feline, kissing her, the girl returning the gesture eagerly. "So what did you learn?"
"She left with someone, a tamer." Diane said. "It was a blonde one, female and around her twenties."
"That's it?" You blinked.
"She hadn't healed his girls so she didn't show up on the records, sorry Master." She pouted.
"Don't worry, you did good too." A kiss on her forehead was all she needed to un-gloom right away.
You stepped back out. "Well, it seems Alice left with someone, but no clue as to who only that they're a female blonde tamer." You stated with a shrug.
"Hope we can find her at least, say goodbye." Tomas pointed out. "And... now that I think of it, May just up and vanished didn't she?"
"Her contact information says..." You muttered as you checked the pokedex. "Last point of contact being New Bark and... three hours ago. Must mean she walked out of town not that long ago."
"Seems she took to being on her own like a fish to water." Mr Gabriel commented. "I wish her the best." His eyes looked at you. "So what now? We've gathered, and by the looks of it we're low on funds. Got any ideas to share?"
"Between Monica and Rachel, I figure we'll be able to catch a lot of ferals. Especially if Freya and Tessa could help in locating them." You pointed out.
"But I don't want to hunt ferals." Rachel pouted, snuggling against Tomas. You ignored her.
"There's also the issue about salvage, but I've got some ideas to avoid that. We'll talk more about it in detail later." Your words instantly make Tomas and Mr Gabriel perk up.
"What did I miss?" Kat spoke as she stepped out of the pokecenter, her eyes had focused on Tomas first but switched towards you.
"We're going feral hunting it seems."
"Again?" She sighed, quickly distracted from whatever thoughts she'd been thinking. "I just put Liz through a healing, next one's not going to be free."
"It's free if you can cover the cost with enough caught ferals." Diane pointed out.
"And where do we expect to catch that many?" Freya asked. "Near the city what few ferals there may be will all be weak due to them being hunted all the time. And we know not of any areas nearby known for gathering ferals."
"Isn't there some sort of notice board for tamers?" You wondered.
"Check your dex, Master, while in the city you should have access to it." Diane pointed out. You followed her instructions, and soon found what she meant.
"Let's see..." You flick through the digital board and start to mentally catalogue the 'quests' as well as the information provided, sifting through and leaving behind only the things that were of interest.
-Buzzbreasts detected north of town. Hunt them down before they form a hive. 5,000 SLC per feral buzzbreast. 12,000 SLC if there's a queen and she's confirmed caught or killed.
-Pack of Dog-girls seen near south end of town 2 nights ago. 1,000 SLC per dog-girl.
-Two weeks ago, tamer was attacked by a feral Purrsian and killed in Road 28 (East of New Bark Town), one of his pokegirls was a witch and wasn't found with the body. It is likely she went feral by now. Police department offers 3,000 SLC for her capture or kill before she accidentally starts a fire.
-Dave (a farmer) has complained his crops have been (throughout the past week) being attacked by a pack of feral kitsunes. He offers 2,000 SLC per captured feral.
-South of town, a herd of Milktits were scared away from their tamer last night by a tamer battle that happened nearby and only one has come back and badly wounded. She claims there's a dangerous feral nearby who began to hunt her sisters. Kill or capture the feral and bring back as many of the remaining 12 milktits alive as possible. Reward: 1 milktit, 2,000 SLC per live milktit, and 10,000 SLC for the feral.
You take a second to show the quests you'd filtered to the others. "Milktit run, definitely." Kat said. "Those girls turn grass into milk, food isn't cheap."
"It seems... dangerous though." Mr Gabriel said. "It's south of town, and I don't think I need to say we were running away from the ferals there." He scratched his chin. "The pack of dog-girls sounds like a good way to get the feel for what we can do."
"The witch." Tomas said. "I think... we owe that much since..." His eyes flickered to Monica. "And I don't want to find out we die to a forest fire when we leave New Bark either."
"She's the purrsian everyone was talking about?" Rachel purred, smirking very broadly. "That... is interesting."
You feel like asking, but know she'll likely deflect it, sighing as you considered your options, noting how only Rachel had spoken up, all the other pokegirls seeming to be waiting for their master's decision on the matter.
"I think we should try our hand at the milktit one." You finally decide, and the other two grimaced at that. "Kat's right that food expenses are cutting our funds short and right now we aren't exactly in a state were we can splurge if we can avoid it." The others begrudgingly nodded at your words.
"Master?" Freya drew Tomas' attention, even with Rachel currently one step away from starting to remove pieces of cloth from him. "I think we should prepare before heading out."
"What a cute little button, all worried for Master's safety." Rachel cooed at the elf. "Don't you worry one bit, I will make extra sure Master will stay safe and sound no matter what. kay?"
"She does have a point though." Tomas had to pry himself a bit away from the naked woman's grasp, now turning his attention fully towards the elf. "What do you suggest?"
"Well... what do we have?"
"I've got the list." Kat offered, now approaching the elf with her pokedex. "Let's review this for a sec."
Your eyes glanced at Rachel, the infernal pokegirl haughtily stepping away from the others and lounged against the bench, not seeming to much care about what was being talked about. "Help them out if you've got any input to give." You told Diane.
"Yes Master." She replied, approaching the two women.
The trio was quick to come to conclusions.
"We could add things to the list, but these are the more important ones we can think of." Kat finally revealed, showing what you had available.
"Think we ought to buy anything from the list before we go look for the milktit farmer?"
"Well... let's go get some supplies then." You muttered.
The shopping list was split up, and each group set out to find their own piece of it, having only enough to buy the items on their list and little else. Kat opted to go in Tomas' direction. You weren't too sure what her plans were, but God you hoped she had something good to bring out of them.
Half an hour later, everyone had gathered at the south of New Bark. "Quest has a set of coordinates." Tomas pointed out, they weren't too far from where you currently were, only a handful of hours.
"Twigs and grass hurt my feet." Rachel pouted, hugging Tomas once more, kissing his neck and ear. "Could you recall me, please Master?"
"Sure." The young man replied simply, and she vanished into a beam of red light. There was a sort of collective sigh at that from most present, not that Tomas realized.
"This way." Freya said, aiming the rest of you down a path through the grass that looked like going any other way through the grass, but much to your bemusement, you realized there was a far greater scarcity of twigs and rocks.
Silence followed the group, Gabe and Tessa walking in the middle, with Freya ahead with Tomas and Kat behind, and you with Monica next to you. Diane having also been recalled for the sake of reducing risks of getting your emergency medical aid hurt. Kat was currently talking to Tomas, her own girls recalled.
"Seems so peaceful." Mr Gabriel brought up while you walked.
"Weird, I know." You muttered, finding that your eyes always sought the trees in the grass and looked around them, looking for something to move and trigger your sense of danger higher.
Peacefully moving through the field, Monica ever close to you albeit far more calmly and quietly than you ever remembered her being, it took several hours before Freya spoke up. "Over there." She pointed at a fence that cut off the wild grass and marked the start of crops and some medium sized buildings further ahead.
You circled the fence, finding the entrance. There was a pokegirl there, sitting next to the gate.
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You scanned her.
Owner: Mc Donald, Breed: Minotaura, Name: Bell
"You are tamers." There was a definite edge in her words that felt... off, distant. "Came for the quest? To save my sisters?"
"Where's your tamer?" Kat asked in worry.
"Master is inside." Her hand pointed somewhere south-west, eyes half-focused as she shuddered. "The spiders are in that direction."
"Spiders?" You shuddered slightly. "Any specifics you can give us? Any details or things you remember might be the key to saving your sisters. Let's start from how this incident started."
The bovine pokegirl shrugged from her seat. "It was dark, we heard an explosion, we saw fire, we panicked and ran." She pointed at one of the houses, half of it burnt down. "We heard screams, we ran faster, I tried to keep my sisters together, but we got into the woods."
"Did you notice anything?"
"Some of my sisters went missing without anyone noticing. When we did notice, it was when I was pulled up." Her eyebrows lowered, scowling. "I struggled, managed to evolve, ran. Woke up with some webs still stuck to my back, Master healed me up."
You nodded at her explanation, it was rather... bare bones, but you felt like she wouldn't really tell you more of use about the incident.
"And your tamer knows anything?"
"Master had been looking for us, only found me. Set up the quest right away, is trying to find the others."
"You poor thing." Kat muttered from behind you.
You could sort of understand her point.
"Could we talk to your tamer?"
The pokegirl showed some distaste but didn't comment, just standing up and walking through the yard towards the house.
"I think we should look up spider breeds." You muttered to the others. Everyone brought out their pokedexes and began reading.
Spinnertit, spidergirl, spiderwoman, tarantella, arachnae, wolf-spider, xerablondi, joulogumo... And Widow. Oh fuck that was nasty. You couldn't properly believe that such nightmareish being existed, but considering the bright red flashing warnings that came with the very hideous pictures as examples of what to expect against such monster...
SHUDDER
If there was ever a warning about a Widow in the vicinity, you were turning the other way and running. "At least it's not a Widow." Kat seemed just as horrified as you. "Otherwise there wouldn't be a farm left to begin with."
"Yeah..."
"Oh, I'd thought the only ones who'd respond to the call would be some inexperienced tamers." The voice came from the person walking out of the house next to the Minotaura.
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"Thank heavens someone with experience showed up. I'm old Mc Donald, it's an honour to meet veteran tamers." He spoke with renewed hopes.
"Though your pokegirl filled us in on most details, we would like to confirm whether there was any additional information you had on hand?" You asked calmly. "Any clue about what type of spider it could have been?"
"No, not really." He shook his head. "Never known spiders ta' be in the forest, always cats and dogs, must av moved there recently." He scratched his head. "Not ta mention I was too busy dealing with em tamers who thought their cock's the biggest thing in the League and the fire at the time."
"No respect." Mr Gabriel spoke sternly.
"I know! And now the League is 'investigating for compensation' and shite." He grumbled. "When all ma girls are out there probably dead or scared to death! Please, you gotta get em back before is too late, without ma girls the farm won't survive."
Mr Gabriel took a step towards you, lowering his voice. "I think Tessa and I are better staying here than going with you. When the fight starts, we'd only get in your way." You looked at the other two, the three of you looking very uncertain.
"I think it'd be best, yes." You nodded at Mr Gabriel, turning towards the farmer. "Knowing the names of your girls would help. Do you have their pokeballs? That way we'd be able to recall them."
"Under the ruble." He pointed at the half-demolished house. "Some of em likely broke, not sure, having mah girl help me clear it out and try to not have everything else fall down on my head."
He then proceeded to give you the names of the girls, all 12 of them. But you wrote them down because of course you weren't going to be able to remember them during the heat of the moment once things began moving.
"Thank you, Mister Mc Donalds, my friend Gabriel will be staying here and keep an eye on things while we head to the woods."
"Be my guest!" The man nodded, looking at you with pleading eyes. "Just... please get my girls back, without them mah farm's toast."
"We will do what we can." Kat reassured him.
The three tamers turned to leave, Freya and Monica followed, with the feline sticking to you at the level of proximity of constant physical contact one way or another. It wasn't until the farm was well away from view that you sighed. "So what we're looking at is either one or several ferals that like to attack from above... I don't like that."
"Why not?"
"Remember the kid that went into the woods alone and screamed?" Your words make the two tamers become pale. "Yeah, I saw him getting yanked upwards into the branches and vanish... or at least I'm mostly sure of it."
"Spider?"
"Probably." You muttered. "Still, we can't really treat this like dealing with some random ferals bumbling around, it's one or various predators we're looking at."
"I don't have much that could help." Kat frowned. "Liz can climb trees but I doubt she can really win in such circumstances, and the boobisaur... I haven't even tamed her."
Tomas grimaced. "Freya is crazy good with her bow and arrow, if she can see them she can shoot them." At his words, the elf nodded enthusiastically. "And... Rachel, she's strong, but I honestly don't know how good she'd be at close up against something like a spider pokegirl, and I also don't know how well she can handle distance attacks."
"We also can't trust she'll do what you tell her to do." Kat stated flatly. The young man didn't bother to try and correct her.
"Diane is not for combat, only healing." You stated. "Monica..." You glanced at the feline, she smiled back. "I'm sure she can do a lot up close, but has nothing for far away."
"At least we know the general direction, right?" Kat tried to cheer up, pointing south-west. "We just keep going that way until we hit the treeline."
"Seems a good four hours worth of walking." You muttered, seeing the trees at the distance and doing a quick estimate. "It would start getting dark by then."
"Both Rachel and Monica should be able to handle darkness." Tomas pointed out. "The rest of us though..."
"Do we even want to be near the trees when it gets dark?" Kat asked nervously.
"What I do know is that the longer we take the fewer pokegirls there'll be that we can save." You commented wryly. "Though it's also true that it seemed they were active during the night, maybe they hide during the day and finding them then would be harder."
"And if we lay a trap?"
Everyone turned to look at Kat, she shrugged. "Dunno, have Rachel run around whining that she's some poor lost whore and wait for the spiders to attack?"
"That's... not very nice." Tomas frowned. "And I don't think she'd agree to it."
"Fuck what she thinks, you're her tamer Tomas, not her bitch." Kat snapped, making him flinch. "She's our strongest girl, not a fragile vase."
"Laying a trap sounds like a good idea, actually, though perhaps we're best clearing out in what way first." You spoke before Tomas could complain. "The idea of laying a trap to what, to me, seem to be a group of ambush predators... will undoubtedly be something they should be less likely to be expecting."
"Trap the trappers." Kat said.
"Trap the trappers, yes." You nodded, then turned towards Tomas. "Besides that, Tomas, you need to understand that Kat has a point. I don't know enough about Rachel, but tell me if I'm wrong in that she's not the sort to not do something you tell her to do just because she doesn't want to do it?"
"It makes sense, she's a person." Tomas muttered.
"She is probably the most powerful pokegirl in our group." You countered. "If you, the one who is responsible for Freya as well as the rest of us, tell her to do something she'd find unappetizing, something that if she didn't do someone else could end up killed... could you trust she'd do it? Without that trust, we can't really consider her a part of the group at all."
"But..."
"It's the reason I spent two days training Monica." Your words were soft. "And though she definitely has a lot of growing to do, Monica has behaved very good since I've had her out hasn't she?"
Tomas glanced at Monica for a long second. "I mean... I guess... she hasn't attacked anyone or anything like that..."
"Exactly."
"But..." He hesitated again. "Look, I don't think I can really do that sort of thing, I'm not... I don't like being that way."
"You don't need to, Master." Freya had stepped up as he'd said this, looking up at him with hope. "Not all pokegirls are meant to be compatible with all tamers. Some of us work better and appreciate things such as the soft warmth and enthusiasm Master has." She smiled softly, then frowned. "While others would see it as a weakness and take advantage of the kindness, treating their Masters like a disposable pushover."
As she says this, you wonder, it would make sense to consider that some pokegirl personalities would mesh best with that of some kinds of tamers. What about you? What kind of girl did you figure meshed best with yours? You thought back to Diane, enjoying the restraints, and then Monica and how thoroughly you'd managed to keep pressing on to be able to train her and help her learn.
There was a certain thrill in that, in that little beg she made before evolving, in that little moment where she gave in... Hm... you shake your head to focus back on the present, what to tell Tomas...
"Tomas, what're your thoughts on what she said?" You asked carefully, nudging him to answer Freya's words.
"I... do think that not everyone is compatible with everyone else." He muttered, scratching his head.
"She's worried you're being taken advantage of." Kat said.
"I'm-I'm not." Tomas became defensive. "Rachel and I made a deal, she's not 'mine', so I don't own her. She's just around for her convenience until we reach Kasul."
"Do you think she'll stick to the plan the rest of us come up with even if she's not in agreement?" You asked clearly.
"I think? I guess? I think it'd be best to ask her whether she'd approve of it or not." He said. "Since she'd be a part of it after all."
Freya's face scrunched into a scowl, hidden from her tamer's sight. "Isn't that unfair to Freya?" You asked, seeing the elf abruptly panic at being brought up. "She's just as much a part of this as Rachel and yet you don't feel the need to ask for her opinion. You only have asked her for counsel regarding how to best do one thing or another, and even though we're up against what's clearly a very dangerous feral, did you ask her if she wanted to risk her life for this?"
"I... didn't." Tomas muttered, turning towards the horrified elf before bowing her head. "I'm so sorry Freya, Rick's right, I shouldn't have pulled you into this if you didn't want to."
"Master, I just wish to be of use to you." She replied calmly, shooting you a look that was half warning and half gratefulness.
"But I took it for granted, I shouldn't have done that." He emphasized, pulling out the succubus' pokeball and releasing her.
The naked pokegirl took a second to look around before turning towards the tamer who released her. "Master!" She cheered and glomped him with that naked hug. "Will Master be taming me now? Out here in the open where everyone could see?"
"No, look, Rachel, we're here to hunt some feral spider pokegirls and rescue milktits. You know, the quest from earlier." Tomas explained. "Do you think you could lend us a hand?"
"Anything for Master." She spoke with absolute sweetness.
"No, listen, I'm serious." Tomas looked at her. "You don't need to keep the act, I know that you're only ever going to do what you want to do so I'd rather be clear on what that is."
"Oh."
It was like watching a wax figurine melt. The smile vanished, the perky gropes, the closeness, everything that she'd been doing that had screamed 'friendly and flirty' just... dissolved, leaving her with that impassive look you'd known her best by.
Tomas almost gasped from the abrupt shift, Freya had an arrow knocked, but had yet to pull on the string.
"Whatever, speak, what plans of yours do you think you're going to get me involved with?"
QM Note: Of Pokegirls and Tamers is an adaptation of a quest I ran around a year ago. It's relatively long, and complete! So I'll be copying it over to here for anyone who might want to give it a read.
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