Dimensional Traveller CYOA
Part 2
Pokecentre. The Pokegirl World.
While leaving Faith Lehane on the Federation pleasure planet of Risa, in the Star Trek verse, a world that I'd already scouted out, so that she'd have some time and space to think about her future, I'd come to this world, a really messed up version of Earth so as to acquire some pokegirls. Even if Faith agreed to join me, and that was looking good, I would still need a tech expert and a magic-user to help me out. I hoped that both would be found in this dimension.
I didn't know much about this world, other than it was a kinky version of the pokemon world which was inhabited by humans, and pokegirls, who were basically feminine pokemon built for perverts, some of whom were able to pass for human, and could be very powerful. I'd come to this world with the intent of buying a couple of pokegirls, as well as the equipment needed to care for them, only to discover that it wouldn't be as easy as planned.
My lack of ID had become more of a concern so one of the NurseJoys, they had them in this perverted pokemon world too, had scanned me discovering that I was 100 per cent, pure human, something very rare in this world. So rare that the pokecentre had been locked down while the police were called in.
I'd not understood what was going on and had been about to leave when a powerful pokegirl had appeared and started talking to me, however, before I could start to exchange information with the local the Nursejoys had wanted to run some tests on me and this had involved me getting a lot of attention by a couple of bombshells in sexy nurse uniforms. Not such a bad thing, it had just been rather distracting until the cop lady managed to get them to leave me alone.
"Sorry about that. Those two Nurse Joys need a good hard Taming, they get a little too eager to please if they haven't gotten any in a while" the cop told me "If I hadn't been here they'd have carted you off into the back, and not just for a check-up".
By now an Officer Jenny had turned up to explain to me that I was no in any trouble it was just that true pureblooded humans were rare in this world, and I was at risk of abduction. Not that I couldn't defend myself to an extent or just leave, but since I wanted things from this world it seemed wise to listen and to cooperate.
"Taming?" I asked, "Is that like sex?".
The cop looked confused for a moment as if she had a hard time grasping that someone might not know what that word meant in this context.
"Sorry I forgot that you're from way out of town," said the police officer "That happens here sometimes, people somehow fall into this world, we have equipment set up to detect when someone comes here from another reality, but you didn't trigger our alarms".
I could make my movements between dimensions very hard to sense. In most other human worlds I'd be able to move around without causing any problems, only I'd not realised that getting a pet license for a couple of pokegirls would involve a DNA scan, and I'd not even realised what the scan had been until after the alarms went off.
The fact that I still had pure human DNA was rather interesting. My powers had physically changed me and while that could have altered my DNA in some way it was good to know that I could be considered human on a biological level. This should mean that I'd be able to have children if I should ever desire such a burden and that in most human-run worlds my DNA if checked shouldn't ring any alarm bells.
"Not everything that comes here from other worlds is human" the cop also let me know "But most of the time the people that come here are human males".
By the sounds of things, something powerful liked to dump random humans into this plane, like one of those ROBs I'd heard about on the Internet, or maybe something else was behind those people ending up here. While interesting it wasn't really any of my business.
"Hmm, this will make things a bit awkward, then" cop went on to say "You see Taming is...".
Suddenly an important-looking woman in an expensive-looking suit entered the lobby of the pokecentre.
"I'll take it from here, Officer Jenny," said the lady.
The government type, she had to be one of that kind, I somehow recognised what she was on sight. Past experiences of the last Traveller I figured.
"So your our unexpected visitor, hmm?" she said to us "One male, that's normally how it works".
She inspected me and that made me feel a little uncomfortable despite me having done something similar to my slave Emma not so long ago.
"To start with I should explain that this world possesses a race of creatures, of which there are many kinds, we have come to call Pokégirls" I was informed, "Every breed has its own remarkable abilities, each different in their own way, and as their name suggests they are all female".
So sexy Pokemon basically just as I'd known, but it wouldn't hurt to get more details. I did travel to explore and learn.
"You've met an Officer Jenny," the agent said as she pointed to the cop who was now sitting down and not speaking "Those pink-haired nurses going over your test results are called Nurse Joys".
I was with them so far. Sexy Pokemon with some Pokemon characters as well. Maybe there were versions of Ash, Misty and Brock somewhere around here.
"Where did these pokegirls come from?" I asked, "I don't think they could have evolved naturally".
I was very curious. I didn't recall much on the subject of this universe as I'd read about many years ago and I'd never encountered them for real. Until now.
"Because of a man that has left his mark on our world, a very deep mark," the government agent lady said with a heavy sigh. "Centuries ago, a brilliant scientist by the name of Jim Sukebe created a new breed of creatures in the hopes of aiding mankind. He was considered a genius because he mastered a science beyond anything anyone else could grasp and he blended it with magic".
Indeed he sounded clever. Mastering magic or science was hard enough, doing both took a special kind of person. Someone like the man who passed on his powers to me.
"He used his knowledge to genetically modify human beings so that they would have great powers, healthier lives and would be immune to all known illnesses," the agent said next "He wanted to bring his work to the world when the time was right, but information on the experimentations was leaked to the public by a very nosy reporter called Linda McKenzie, a woman looking for nothing but a juicy story. She sneaked into his lab and took photos of first pokegirls he had made, and then showed them to the world, twisting his reasons behind his creations and labelling him a mad scientist creating nothing but monsters. Like a real-life Dr Moreau".
The agent shook her head.
"I'm getting ahead of myself" she then said "Jim Sukebe, or James Patton, to give him his real name, was an inventor. We can't be sure, but we suspect, what he actually invented was some means of travelling to other worlds, which he used to bring advancements to this one, and to expand his own knowledge".
Could this Sukebe have been a powerful magic user, or had he invented some sort of Sliding Device like Quinn Mallory in the show Sliders? By the sounds of it, he'd used this ability much like how I planned to use my power to traverse realities, to learn and become more powerful.
"Didn't he have a chance to explain why he made them?" I wondered.
The agent lady frowned.
"Sadly, he was never given that opportunity, things would have turned out differently if he had" was the answer I got "The people were worked up into a frenzy by McKenzie, who had decided to use what she had learned to fast track her own career, and while we're not sure if it was a government-sanctioned operation or not, we do know that Sukebe's home was attacked".
I could imagine a mob being whipped up into a frenzy, and then came the pitchforks. Like what had happened to Doctor Frankenstein in Mary Shelly's book.
"It was a slaughter, a mindless slaughter, plain and simple. Sukebe would have died, but the women who were supposedly his victims, sacrificed their lives to buy Sukebe time to escape" I was now being informed, "The first pokegirls were murdered, and their deaths triggered a series of unfortunate events that forever changed our world. Sukebe went mad after their deaths, having grown close to the women he'd changed. Their loss drove him to declare war on all of humanity".
A desire for revenge was understandable, but this Sukebe sounded as if he'd taken it way to far.
"Sukebe's madness went far. In his blind rage toward mankind, he used all of his abilities in both science and magic" it was said "He broadcasted his declaration of war to the entire world, and then unleashed what is now called the Bloody Flu. This became an epidemic throughout most of the world. At first, no one took the flu very seriously as it hardly bothered most people, giving them symptoms a lot like the common cold. It didn't show its true danger until after the doctors of the time realised what it did to women".
I didn't like the sound of this.
"What did it do?" I asked
Already I was sure that I wasn't going to like the answer.
"It rendered nearly all women who contracted the Bloody Flu, totally sterile" I was informed "But this was only the pre-preemptive strike. Soon he unleashed The Legendaries. Those creatures were beyond what we now call Pokegirls, which were also unleashed upon mankind later. These beings were goddesses made flesh. Some as beautiful as a righteous angel seeking to punish mankind for its sins, but there were others that were as horrifying as devils. One, in particular, Typhonna, levelled almost the entire landscape of the world".
Even groups such as the Justice League and the Avengers might not have been able to stop something like that. I might even find out one day as according to The Travellers journals the DC and Marvel multiverses were both real.
"In her first public appearance she destroyed almost the entire of North Africa" agent lady let me know "then her rage led onto the other continents. Soon the world was completely changed from what it once was, with an army of Pokégirls under the command of only one man, and the super weapons like Typhonna, it looked as though he would succeed in gaining revenge by destroying all of humanity, but then a startling discovery changed everything once again".
I had a feeling that I knew where this was going.
"A soldier, a common everyday man, came across a Pokégirl, who got caught in a bear trap" the woman informed me "Rather than kill the wounded creature, the soldier decided to show mercy and rescued the Pokégirl, and she rewarded him for saving her. It was then that we learned that Sukebe had given the Pokégirls a dependence that human men are well equipped to satisfy".
I didn't have to guess what that was.
"Once the Pokégirl had been 'satisfied' by the soldier, she pledged her loyalty and life to him, becoming his in all sense of the word" it was now being said "This was mankind's last hope. Soon the news of the Pokégirls need to be Tamed spread and then Sukebe's army was being turned against him as more and more men, even women took on the job of taming Pokégirls, thus, becoming the first generation of Tamers".
So Tamers were like pokemon trainers. Only they fucked the sexy Pokemon. Easy enough to understand and it fitted in with what my own memories of this world, as well as the Traveller's journal on his own explorations of this dimension, that had been unnoticed by the locals.
"What of the Legendaries, and the one you called Typhonna?. Since the world is still here, I'm guessing they weren't able to help Sukebe much when humanity started turning Pokégirls against him?" I deduced.
"They may have aided their creator, had they remained united" it was explained "But as the war turned against them, the Legendaries showed that they had their own ideas and began either fighting among themselves or they disappeared. Typhonna, who was Sukebe's strongest and deadliest Legendary, was thankfully one of those that vanished without a trace. There are those who speculate that she's still alive, but that's she fallen into a deep sleep, if she should wake up, it would be the end of the world that we have struggled so hard to rebuild".
Then I hoped she slept for longer, at least until my business here was concluded.
"Finally after many years of fighting, with mistakes being made by both sides of the war, Sukebe was found in one of his laboratories he used to manufacture Pokégirls," the agent told me "The lab was bombed, killing him and ending what is now called the Revenge War".
Loss of life aside that was a cool story. They should make a movie about it. Perhaps here they had.
"Pokegirls now serve as us pets, companions, and lovers," the agent said, "but most Tamers like to use them for Poke Battles and Sex Battles".
I had to ask.
"Sex Battles?".
The agent smiled at me.
"You have to understand this, sex is a common and open thing in our world," she said "And to own a Pokégirl, you have to maintain a steady Taming schedule or else that Pokégirl will revert to her more animistic nature and attack you, even kill people before she runs away from humans. It might not seem right to you, but that is how humans have maintained peace with the Pokégirls and it has worked for the last few centuries".
Well, that all sounded very odd, but it was better to make love than war.
"So I assume you want something from me," I said "or you wouldn't be here".
The agent took a seat and encouraged me to do the same.
"A pokegirl had three stages in her life Pokekit, which is basically childhood, Pokegirl, which mostly ranges from about 15 to 35, at this stage a Pokegirl is sexually active, they require Taming, but they can't have children unless they go Feral, but that's not important right now" the agent explained to me "When a Pokegirl reaches the age of 35 they become Pokewomen and can give birth to pokekit, or a human of either gender. However, any human daughter born to a Pokewoman has a good chance of becoming of pokegirl due to poke genes. It's rather complex, more so when you add in the fact that human males born to pokewoman can have what we call 'Blood Gifts', they can inherit abilities from their pokewoman mother or even their father if he has Blood Gifts, but this isn't fully understood".
I really didn't get what any of this had to do with me.
"Purebloods, true Pureblood humans are rare" the agent explained next "And a Pureblood male can sell his sperm for a very high price to human women who want to increase their chances of having children who won't have Blood Gifts or transform into Pokegirls".
Now I was coming to understand the interest.
"So I've come here to buy sperm from you," the agent said "We'll pay you in Standard League Credits, that's our currency, and you can buy anything you want while here. I assume your trip was one way, if it is then we have no way of getting you home, but you could become rich very quickly just by giving us sperm samples".
This was not a method of making money that I'd considered before now.
"The Nurse Joys will mostly want a few samples anyway" the agent informed me "We'd considered it a fair price for putting you up for as long as you wish to stay, and I can arrange for an account to be set up for when you want to do some shopping".
While I had no desire to have children it wasn't as I'd be raising any of them, and there was much in this world that I might want to buy. As for supplying what they needed, I didn't actually have to supply it from the source, there were other options.
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The Traveller's Pocket Dimension.
Since finding out that she could be the Slayer, and then actually getting the gig, Faith Lehane had seen many strange things and done some crazy shit as well. She'd discovered that vampires and monsters were real and that they were just the tip of the iceberg when it came to how weird the world could get sometimes.
She'd done some cool things tool like met the other Slayer, which hadn't worked out for the best, and there had been the night when the Hellmouth opened, even she'd been scared then. There had been witches, werewolves and Watchers. She'd even seen real magic.
It hadn't been a great life, it hadn't even been a good one, but it had been her life up until it all went wrong and it had gone wrong because some idiot decided to be out at night in a rough part of town when she and Buffy Summers were fighting some vampires. She hadn't meant to kill anyone, at least not anyone human, and she'd known that no one would believe her, that she would be blamed even if Buffy had thrown the guy at her, so she'd tried to cover it up.
That should have been the end of it, only it hadn't been and things had spiralled out of control for Faith. She'd known that the Watchers would come for her, to lock her up, or do something to reform her, something that wouldn't be fun for her, or they might have just killed so that a new Slayer would be chosen, a Slayer easier for them to control.
So she'd sought out the Mayor, who as it turned out had been good to her, she'd had people who cared for her in the past, it was just that the Mayor spoiled her, he'd doted on her, she'd never really had that before, and while his affection came at a price she'd mostly been happy to pay it. She'd done some sucky things during her life to keep a roof over her head and to have food in her stomach, at least the Mayor had been kind to her.
Now she was sitting in the study of a man called The Traveller, who wanted to offer her a similar deal that favoured her quite a bit in that he was offering a lot in exchange for far less than she'd be willing to give. Not that she was going to question her luck and soon she'd have a contract that would ensure she got what she wanted.
That the contract was magical in nature, having been enchanted by mages from another world, didn't bother Faith as no one was forcing her sign. If she wanted to leave The Traveller wouldn't keep her here.
The Traveller as far as Faith knew was somewhat like a Slayer in that he hadn't asked to be made special, and unlike a Slayer, he had no commitments that came with his gifts, his powers were just for him, and while Faith might have resented that under other conditions she'd just spent a couple of days on a world that existed for people who wanted a good time so she was very relaxed and grateful towards the man who would soon be her new boss.
"I can afford to pay you a monthly salary" stated The Traveller "and expenses to replace any damaged clothes, or personal possessions, as well as a share of any loot we come across?".
Faith wondered what he meant by that.
"Loot?" she asked.
"You know any treasure we might find, or any cool stuff we take from enemies" he explained.
Faith's mind was filled with images of chests full of gold like in pirate movies, she wouldn't mind some of that, and that would on top of the paycheck.
"I will equip you with magical items, weapons and armour" her new boss was now saying "Stuff you'll need for your job".
This deal seemed to be getting sweeter all the time
"I'll also provide any medical aid you might require" The Traveller went on to say "You get your own room here that will have a lock on the door, you can decorate however you want and I'll respect your privacy as much as possible".
Faith was amused by this.
"So no perving on me," she said with a wink.
She'd realised that since her role as bodyguard and travelling companion, his terms for the job, would take up most of her time she wasn't going to be able to hook with a guy when she felt the need, and she couldn't bring them here as she couldn't access this place by herself, and this would become a problem as her own fingers could only do so much.
"If you want to be my sugar daddy I'm cool with that" assured Faith, wanting to get it out into the open "But I'm gonna need a weekly allowance for girl stuff, I can use it buy my own clothes so you only need to worry about my work stuff. I'll chip in for the groceries, take it out of my paycheck for my share of the food and if you pay me enough you can take the allowance out of it too".
Faith didn't plan to do this job forever, Slayers didn't live that long and she wanted to have some before she died, which would be a lot easier with loads of cash in her pocket and if she had more power she could better protect herself.
"I'll put that in the contract," said The Traveller.
If this agreement was violated then Faith would be tossed out with nothing so she would carefully follow the rules. The contract also required her new boss to follow the rules or he'd lose Faith and have to pay her a big cash settlement.
"I can't give you set vacation times as I don't know when I'll need your services," The Traveller told her "So if you need time off let me know, and I can send you back to Risa".
She wouldn't need paying then since everything on that pleasure planet was free.
"That's what I am offering," he told as he showed Faith the part of the contract that involved pay.
It was generous, to say the least.
"That's a lot more zeroes than I was expecting" admitted the Dark Slayer "You must be a millionaire".
The Traveller confirmed that he was and that he would pay the monthly sum in four parts so that she had plenty of money for shopping.
"I'm also offering a month's pay in advance," he said to her "I hope that means you'll take the job".
Faith had literally killed people for less, and in this job, she would only have to kill in defence of herself and her new boss, something that made her feel better about herself. It didn't hurt that she'd get treasure, cool weapons, to travel and guy who would fuck her.
Compared to this revenge on Buffy and her friends seemed so meaningless. The Traveller had mentioned something about the best revenge being to live well. He'd gotten her to imagine Buffy stuck in Sunnydale for the rest of life with no chance of ever making new friends, or having a decent love life. While Buffy spent her nights fighting the undead for no reward or even thanks, Faith would be chilling in her room, or off on some adventure.
"For this much, I'm your Slayer" she promised her new boss, "I knew this one dude who liked me to dress up as a schoolgirl and whip him, I don't know if that's your thing, but if it is I'm all in. You be good to me I'll be good to you".
The look of surprise on his face let Faith know that he wouldn't want the whip. Hopefully, the schoolgirl outfit would be okay, she'd looked super hot in it.
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Pokecentre. Pokegirl World.
While I could have spent years exploring this world, as the last Traveller seemed to have done, I couldn't as I had so many dimensions that I wanted to explore, but maybe I'd come back one day for more than the odd shopping trip. It was tempting to move here and sell my sperm in order to live a life of luxury. Perhaps one day I would, but for now, there were other worlds to explore and things to acquire.
Not that it was fun selling my baby batter as they had an energy drink here that could refuel a guy in short order letting him cum half a dozen times pretty quickly, however, while this had allowed me to supply a lot of samples, which the Nurse Joys gathered for me, it had left me sore and my balls felt very empty. I'd even been given a magic potion that would increase my semen production, and that had tasted foul.
The rest of the samples I'd supplied hadn't come from me. I'd quickly realised that in order to give the government of this league (this world was divided into large nations and all were called the something league normally a colour) what they wanted that they would either need more human males of pureblood or I could just steal samples from a sperm bank.
That had taken mere moments since sperm banks weren't exactly hard to find nor were they known for their security, and I had a few superpowers to help me get away with such things. I'd used illusions to disguise myself and my telekinetic powers to get the frozen baby batter out of where it was stored. Then before it could start to defrost I'd brought it here to the pokecentre making me a very rich man in a very short amount of time. Stealing the baby-making stuff didn't bother me as there was plenty more where it had come from.
"I think I've found the two pokegirls I want," I told the two Nursejoys I'd been working with.
One of the things I'd brought with the SLC (Standard League Credits) that the government agent lady had arranged for me to be paid with, was a Pokedex, which held information on many kinds of pokegirls, so I was able to show the NurseJoys the info on what species of poke I wish to own. The fact that I'd basically be enslaving two sentient beings didn't bother me, and it wasn't as if I'd be mistreating them.
I'd chosen a Sorceress since I needed someone to deal with any magical issues that cropped up and I since my memories were still a mess I had little idea of what I could encounter during my travels. Sorceresses were not the most powerful of magical pokegirls, but they were known to be versatile and they had an affinity for all things magical meaning that one of them should be able to quickly figure out solutions to any magical problems that I came across.
The other pokegirl I'd chosen was a G-Poindexter, from what I'd read about the breed it sounded as if one of them would be of great help in learning more about what it meant to be The Traveller by having someone else study and organise the journals for me. I would need some help with the technology, but I felt that I could handle some of it myself and if I could find out where my power armour came from I could outsource any repair work.
"Neither of these pokegirls will be cheap," one of the Nursejoys told me "and we'll need about a week to find them for you".
These weren't problems. I had all the time I needed and a way of getting all the credits I needed since sperm banks were hardly uncommon on modern-day versions of Earth, and not all of them were guarded by the Order or anything like it.
(Pokedex Entries)
SORCERESS, the Magical Generalist Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Magic
Frequency: Rare to Very Rare
Diet: Human style of diet, just lots of it.
Role: Magical Powerhouses. They can be found in many different roles.
Libido: Average
Strong Vs: Ghost, Fighting
Weak Vs: Psychic, Magic, Water, Fire
Special Weaknesses: Ticklish, requires large amounts of food.
Attacks: Mystic Bolt, Shield, others vary
Enhancements: Magical Affinity
Evolves: Archmage (Magical Overload)
Evolves From: Witch (normal)
Physically a Sorceress changes little when she evolves, perhaps gaining a few inches in height and a slightly bigger bust if she changes at all. Temperamentally a Sorceress changes greatly from a Witch. While they still have a temper they can be calm and unflappable when the situation requires a cool head. The biggest change though is shown in their magical power, a Sorceress's spells are more powerful than a Witches and she is capable of channelling more magical power before she becomes exhausted. The last change that they undergo is the most obvious one, the runes which appear on her skin when she is casting a spell, the more runes that appear the more magical power she is channelling.
Sorceresses retain the biggest weakness of their previous form, they are very ticklish and so just as easy to tame and just as useless in a sex battle. They also require large amounts of food, far more than would appear necessary for a Pokégirl their size. In fact, most people seeing a Sorceress eat for the first time will ask where she puts it all.
Sorceresses are capable of learning and casting spells from any element or magical school. Sorceresses seem to focus on flashy spells which can be used to directly damage their opponents rather than subtler magic that can be used to assist her harem sisters in combat. Although any Sorceress worth her salt will have some defensive spells available as well as some healing magic and a flight spell.
Sorceresses have an insatiable thirst for new spells and most will seek to pump any magic-user they meet for any new spells that they might know. They are also capable of creating new magic spells, either by witnessing a spell in action and creating their own version of it or by creating a spell which is entirely new to them (although this obviously takes longer than recreating a spell that they have seen). The amount of time it takes to create a new spell varies depending on the level of the Sorceress and the level of the spell but usually, even a high-level Sorceress will take at least a week to come up with even a low-level spell.
The price that Sorceresses pay for their magic is that by being a jack of all trades rather than a master of one they lose the ability to create magical items beyond basic one-shot items such as potions and salves.
G-POINDEXTER, the Intellectual Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Normal
Frequency: Uncommon (Moderate-to-Pro-Rights Leagues), Very Rare (Anti-Rights Leagues)
Diet: Human-Style Food
Role: Librarians, clerks, secretaries, research assistants
Libido: Low
Strong Vs: Ghost
Weak Vs: Fighting, Magic
Attacks: Drone, (others)
Enhancements: Enhanced Flexibility (x2), Enhanced Endurance (x5), Knowledge Specialty, High Intelligence, Total Recall, Low Feral State
Evolves: Supe-bra Genius (normal)
Evolves From: None
The G-Poindexter (or G-points, as many call them) are a different breed than most Pokégirls, and not just genetically. Definitely a breed never designed to stand on a battlefield, they're also far removed from the overbearing sexuality of Succubi or other high-libido'd breeds. Rather, they are the rare specimen of Pokégirl intellectuals to whom the allure of a well-written book surpasses that of a heated battle or a thorough taming.
Naturally, this has hardened the heart of the average tamer against the breed, but they have, in turn, become extremely popular with the more intelligent humans and those who wish to be thought of as such. Particularly in Universities (where their total recall and high intelligence are invaluable to the point that they have heavily supplemented Graduate Students in the role of research assistants), G-Points are a quite common sight in the more intellectually-oriented levels human society.
Physically, though, the breed isn't particularly notable, save perhaps that, although few are born with optical defects, the amount of intensive reading and similarly eye-straining activities most partake of often results in a need to wear glasses. This fact is another reason they are not popular with tamers, as such glasses tend to be expensive and fragile, but to more well-off owners, it is sometimes seen as an advantage, the glasses giving them something of a rather cute, almost...vulnerable effect that few Pokégirls can manage. As such, they're the breed most commonly seen to wear glasses; if one encounters a Very Near Human type adorned with them, she is more than likely a G-Point.
However, beyond that, their appearances span the normal range of the VNH spectrum with the only other noticeable trend seeming to be a preference to keep their hair up in somewhat severe styles. Attire doesn't seem to be much of an issue with the breed, although there is a general tendency to prefer when allowed to choose, garments that are, although not unattractive per se, far less revealing than those preferred by many breeds, perhaps seeking to differentiate themselves from other, more sexual VNHs that are oft kept as pets.
Mentally, though, as one might imagine, G-Points are quite a cut above most of Pokégirldom. Not only are they more intelligent than the majority of breeds, but, unlike even most other intelligent breeds, their mindset is geared toward intellectual pursuits. This generally manifests itself as the G-Point choosing a particular field of study, often dictated by her master's wishes and her resources, then throwing herself into it with gusto.
Therefore, although she can certainly retain an interest in other areas (and, if given access to it, many G-Points will become avid readers of fiction in addition), this field becomes her speciality, and with the ability to perfectly recall all aspects of it, this makes the breed ideal for pursuing research in fields such as mathematics, particularly since their endurance literally lets them read and work for days on end.
However, it is not common to find a G-Point who has an interest in the applications of her work to the real world; in keeping with the "intellectual" attitude, most of the breed is more interested in theory than in practice, and so it is usually her master who will be able to take the credit for any applications of the theory, which is another drawing point. In that regard, one might say that they have replaced Graduate Students in another role as well, although less so in more liberal leagues where a G-Point is her master are commonly seen as co-authors in scientific journals and other such media.
In any case, the actual mannerisms of the breed vary a great deal, but the stereotypical G-Point is seen as being conservative, stuffy, and conceited. This is an image that many G-Points resent, but one that they may unintentionally play into; although almost none will acknowledge it, the reason that "Drone" is listed as an attack despite the breed being almost universally (barring a select few whose knowledge speciality is in an area that leads to combat ability) unsuited to battle is that they have a tendency to, well, drone.
That is, once a G-Point feels that there is some need to explain something related to her speciality, she will often proceed into an elaborate, often monotonous lecture that would be absolutely fascinating if the audience had any idea at all of what she was explaining. They usually do not, however, because it is a common failing amongst G-Points to not only lose track of time whilst lecturing but to forget what relevance their lecture had to the original subject and digress heavily. Some owners find this adorable, whilst others tend to find it irritating and punish the 'girl until it no longer happens.
In any case, their actual personalities can vary beyond that, with some being happily outgoing, but introversion and shyness are far more commonly seen. It should also be noted that, due to an apparent inherent ability to become literate at an accelerated rate, the breed is looked down upon in many restrictive leagues, and even outright banned in others.
When it comes to taming, though, as previously noted, G-Points as a whole are a fairly nonsexual breed. In addition to, with low libido, not needing much taming, their intellectual attitude makes most members of the breed somewhat adverse to being tamed in excess, particularly if said taming is disruptive to their studies.
Naturally, it is possible to metaphorically beat this quirk out of them and turn them into quivering nymphomaniacs with effort, but this generally damages their ability to be useful in a more general sense, and so most of the G-Point owner community frowns upon it heavily. However, this does not at all mean that it is impossible to stimulate the libido of a G-Point without making her useless; several workarounds have been discovered for the problem over the years.
The easiest and most obvious of these is, ironically, to share an interest in her speciality. Many G-Points will become extremely aroused by stimulating discussion of her subject matter, and therefore those who go their whole lives with the same master who inspired her speciality tend to be more sexually active than those traded to masters that do not have an interest in their specialities. This, however, has been observed to be, on the whole, more a result of having someone able to understand and respond to her than of fetishism for the subject itself, which thankfully prevents most from attempting to initiate taming until the discussion is concluded.
However, when this is not possible, it has been observed that many individuals, particularly those who are allowed to read fiction regularly, will react very well to romantic situations. Therefore, with a little added sophistication and the right presentation at dinner...it can be quite easy to fluster a G-Point into a night of satisfying taming, and many owners have found they come to enjoy the role-playing as well.
Some, in leagues such as the WAPL, have gone further, in fact, but that not a relevant subject. In any event, the third method that commonly works, discovered when a survey found that G-Points working in libraries had a significantly higher sex-drive and tendency to experiment, is to arouse her curiosity with erotic literature. A G-Point reading poignant stories that include elaborate, esoteric debauchery is more likely to desire to tame so that she can test the accuracy of the book's descriptions than a G-Point who has a stereotypical view of taming as an unintellectual (if pleasurable) necessity that will just interrupt her studies if encouraged.
However, if taken too far, this can become detrimental to her relationship with her master, as a G-Point who becomes overly fascinated by studying the dynamics may not only desire to take on inopportune lovers, such as rare breeds of human females but make accurate (and often mildly offensive) comparisons between them. Needless to say, few of this sort last long. In a similar vein, it should be noted that busy owners ought to take care in the use of any one of the above techniques; some have found retrospectively that they preferred their G-Point in a less amorous state, as the latter can be somewhat disruptive and increase the amount of attention that the Pokégirl requires drastically.
One should also take care not to let her slip into a feral state accidentally, as it is extremely dangerous to do so; a G-Point who is going feral slowly, almost unnoticeably, begins to lose her ability to think rationally. Therefore, she will begin to work sloppily, making small mistakes, drawing the wrong conclusions, misinterpreting data.
Often, it's not noticed by an owner who has less knowledge of the subject than she does, especially since she'll usually defend her flawed reasoning vehemently. Therefore, an incautious owner could easily submit an utterly absurd paper written by his feral G-Point without even realizing it... Definitely something to be wary of.
G-Points are also a fairly common threshold amongst intellectually-prominent families, as they are most likely to incorporate the breed's blood into their family lines. Most threshold cases don't mind overmuch, though, since it closes fewer doors into high places than many thresholds.