Edit: This chapter has been edited for grammar, formatting, and continuity.

Golden rays of sunlight slipped between the blinds slowly moving over to Mark's pillow and gently roused him from his sleep.

...Gently roused him from his sleep.

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Hold on.

"AHH!" Mark jolted as what felt like a hard slap to the face gently roused him from his sleep.

He quickly looked around to see what had hit him, but the only other person in the room was Zoe, who was still sleeping soundly.

Chalking it up to a dream, he reached over to his phone and checked the time. It was almost ten. "Hey," he said as he softly shook Zoe, "Time to get up, we need to get to the 'center."

She grumbled a bit before sitting up and stretching her wings with an endearing yawn. "Whozit, wachu wan'?" she mumbled.

"Come on, it's time to get up. I'm going to the bathroom, you get dressed," he told her before grabbing the clothes he had thrown on the floor and heading to the bathroom to wash up and get dressed.

When he got back, Zoe was dressed and considerably more awake. "Good morning Zoe," he greeted.

"Good morning Master!"

"You hungry?" he asked.

She nodded and they repeated last night's feeding, though this time Marcus was careful to let the dizziness ease up before he tried to stand.

They passed his parents and Jane bringing in furniture – apparently it was delivered earlier this morning – on their way out the door. "You heading to get your license?" his dad asked as he set down a chair.

"Yep. This shouldn't take too long, we'll be back soon."

As they left the house, Zoe turned to Mark and asked, "Aren't you going to get anything to eat?"

"Nah, I have Efficient Metabolism."

"What's that?"

"It's a bloodgift, this particular one makes it so I only need to eat once every couple of days," he explained.

"Oh." She paused. "Do you have any other bloodgifts?"

"Two more: Cool Head, which makes it easier for me to stay calm, and Quick Clotting, which makes my blood clot extremely quickly when I get cut," he explained further. "I also have the bloodcurse -those are like bloodgifts except they're harmful- of Cold Insensitivity, which means I can't feel the cold." He paused. "There are lots of Ice types in my family."

"Wait, how is not feeling cold a bad thing?" Zoe asked, confused. "Being immune to ice sound pretty good to me."

"It would be a pretty good thing if I was actually immune to ice. I'm just as vulnerable to cold as any other human; I just don't feel it. It doesn't really do any harm in warm climates, but if I went somewhere really cold I could freeze to death because I don't feel how cold it is."

"Ohh," she said, understanding. "So I guess we won't be visiting anyplace too cold on our journey."

"Journey? What journey?"

"Your, ah, tamer journey? I overheard one of the tamers at the store yesterday, he was excited because he finally had a tamers license and could start his journey. Aren't we going on a journey once you get your license?"

He took in what she said for a moment before palming his face. "Tamer journeys" weren't technically mandatory, but they were very heavily encouraged if you didn't have a job that centered on pokegirls keeping you in one place. "I completely forgot about that," he said. "I haven't really put serious thought into being a tamer in a while. We should probably buy supplies while we're out."

It was about then that they arrived at the pokecenter. They walked up to the 'Joy at the counter and handed her the slip he'd received a day prior. She scanned it, had him ball Zoe, and then took him into a back room that looked much like a classroom. There were two people already here taking the test and moderator at the front of the class. The moderator handed Mark a test and he got to it.

It's common knowledge that the "test" to get a tamer's license is easy. Like, super easy. So easy that more people have failed because they couldn't be convinced that the "too easy" questions weren't trick questions than have failed because they didn't know the answer. There is ongoing debate about why the test is a requirement in the first place if it's so easy.

A popular theory is that the test is only designed to weed out people with the Insanely High Stupidity bloodcurse. A less popular theory is that there is some kind of psychological significance to the questions, and that answering gives a mental profile of the test taker.

Either way, that's ten minutes of Mark's life he's not getting back.

Finished with the test, he handed it to the moderator and they ran it through a scanner. She told him to talk to the NurseJoy at the front desk then went back to playing minesweeper.

The NurseJoy at the front handed him a Pokedex saying, "This Pokedex will act as your tamer's license and ID, if for any reason it is lost or disabled, come to the nearest Pokecenter to get it replaced. Also, take this." She handed him a slip of red paper. "We've got a deal going with Forester Ranch down in Azalea Town, head down there and show them that and you get half off a pokegirl."

He called out Zoe and they spend the next few hours shopping for various supplies like a few days worth of food – for the average person, for Mark it would probably last a little over two weeks – a decently sized tent, some healing Items and a few great balls.

They got back home around dinnertime, spaghetti and meatballs today. Watching everyone else – well, except Zoe – eat was was making Mark weirdly hungry. He had just eaten yesterday; he should have been good for another day or two. Considering that he was eating for both himself and Zoe, he figured it made sense for him to eat more often and helped himself for some pasta.

His mom asked what plans he had now that he had a license. He told them he would start heading down to Azalea town to cash in on the pokegirl voucher and check up on Bailey, then decide from there. They asked what happened to Bailey and were distressed to hear she thresholded. His dad told him he'd look for a good tamer for her while he was there.

Mark headed up to bed with Zoe and decided to check up on Bailey before letting her feed. Or, well, would have, if she answered her phone. He tried several times, but she didn't pick up.

Eventually, he just fed Zoe and went to bed worried.

Mark woke up to a pleasurable sensation sweeping over him. As the grogginess in his head cleared, he realized where the feeling was centered and looked down.

Sure enough, Zoe's beautiful blue head was slowly bobbing on his morning wood. He let out a low groan as she stopped bobbing for a moment to suck on the head. She realized he was awake and let out what would have been a giggle. She went back to bobbing, faster this time, and his hands found their way to the large ears adorning the top of her head. He had already been close when he woke up, this wouldn't take long.

It especially didn't take long when she started softly humming, sending wonderful vibrations all along his shaft. A few seconds of that was enough, his grip on her ears tightened, he thrusted once into her mouth and spilled his seed down her throat.

He relaxed his grip on Zoe's ears as his orgasm subsided, and she bobbed her head a few more times to milk him dry before coming off with a pop and licking her lips.

"So, sucking the life out of me not enough?" he joked.

"You taste good master," she replied with half lidded eyes. "I wanted to see if your seed was good too." She licked her lips again. "I'm not disappointed."

Marcus, not sure how to feel about his "life force" or whatever tasting good, pushed that to the back of his mind and said, "Well, it wouldn't be fair for me to have all the fun. Lay on your back and spread your legs."

She did and he went down and gave her slit a long slow lick, inciting a low groan from the bat-girl. She was already soaking from sucking him off. He gave a few more slow licks before speeding up a little and starting to push past the folds.

She tasted strange to him, not bad, but unlike anything else he'd ever tasted. He began pushing his tongue deeper in and Zoe started making the adorable squeaks and moans that he was quickly coming to love.

He brought a hand up and started rubbing her clit as he plunged his tongue in as deep as he could. Zoe groaned loudly as she came, coating his face with musky-smelling liquid.

One shower and considerably more mundane Zubutt feeding later, they were downstairs in the living room making sure they had packed everything we needed.

Mark decided to grab some kids books to teach Zoe with. He considered just using a T2, but decided against it. This would give them something to do together besides sex, and he could always use a T2 if it got too frustrating.

His dad also gave him a few "Tamer's essentials": a spray can of pokegirl repellent, a handful of regular pokeballs, and a six-pack of energy drinks. Mark loaded everything with the rest of their supplies- food, cloths, tent, etc. -in two backpacks, gave the lighter one to Zoe, and they set off for Azalea Town.

It took a few hours of walking before they entered the Ilex forest. Zoe was looking around with an odd look on her face before she seemed to realize something. "Hey, I know this place!" she spoke up, "I think this was my home before you found me."

"Seriously?" Mark asked, "If this is where you lived, what were you doing in an attic in Goldenrod?"

She opened her mouth to respond, then closed it again, her face scrunched up in thought. "I'm not sure. My memories as a feral are a bit fuzzy. I can remember leaving but not exactly why."

"Huh, can you remember anything else from when you were a feral?"

She thought for a moment. "I can roughly remember what the Golbutt that lead my colony sounded like, and a few places I liked to hunt for small pokegirls- Titmice maybe? Other than that not much."

"Do you think we would still find Titmice at any of your old, uh, hunting grounds?" he asked.

"Probably," she answered. "Feral titmice are just as skittish as domestic ones, but they aren't to bright. There were always more to find no matter how often I came back."

"Is there someplace near here?"

"Yes, there's one not to far. Why? Do you want me to hunt?" she asked.

"No- well, you can later if you want. I want to capture some Titmice. They won't go for much, but it would be good to have some money if I need it. As a tamer, my primary source of income is going to be catching and selling feral pokegirls," he explained. "Plus," He continued, "They may not be much of a fight, but we do need to train."

She nodded. "Alright, follow me." She turned off the main trail and started leading the way down a small, natural trail. Pretty soon, the sound of running water could be heard through the trees. Zoe stopped and said, "Alright were here."

He looked around. "Here?"

She gestured ahead to where the sound was coming from. "There's a river just past the trees feeding a lake that many ferals drink from. We can wait out of sight for one to wander up and catch it by surprise."

He nodded and they both quietly padded up to the edge of the trees, hiding in some shrubbery. In front of them, as Zoe said, there was a clearing centered on a rather beautiful lake fed by a small river. If they weren't on the hunt for pokegirls, Marcus would have been very tempted to go swimming.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long; it was maybe fifteen minutes before a short 'girl with brown fur and mouse-like ears and tail scurried up to the lake. She took one last look around before lowering her head and drinking.

Mark leaned over to Zoe and whispered in her ear, "Quietly fly up high and get right over top of her. Then, drop onto her back and use sleep venom before she can react."

She nodded, then very carefully extracted herself from the bushes and silently flew over the unaware Titmouse. The Titmouse finished her drink right as Zoe started to dive. The Titmouse, apparently hearing the rush of air, looked up gave a frightened squeak, and tried to flee. Unfortunately for her it was too late. Zoe crashed into her back, knocking them both to the ground, and sunk her fangs into her prey's shoulder.

Seconds later, the Titmouse's movements went from panicked to sluggish as the sleep inducing venom was injected until she passed out. Mark walked up and tapped the girl with the button of a pokeball. As expected, she was caught instantly.

He turned and embraced Zoe, "You did great! Keep that up and you'll be a battler before you know it."

She smiled and hugged him back as best she could with her wings.

He let go of her and asked, "So, do you think more will come by?"

She smirked. "Like I said, feral Titmice aren't too bright, As long as we're quiet, more will come soon."

They caught seven more Titmice, using all the regular pokeballs his dad had provided. Mark considered using some of the great balls, but he didn't want to waste them on Titmice and it was getting dark anyway. So, he decided to call at quits and set up the tent in the clearing.

He ate some of the dried food they had packed and fed Zoe. Then he got out some of the books and started trying to teach Zoe to read. The sun had been down for a while when they stopped, Zoe had a hard time remembering all the letters, but was eventually able to piece together simple words with Mark's help.

The next morning, Marcus was woken by a soft nudge from his alpha. He opened his mouth to greet her, but she covered it with a wing and gestured to the unzipped flap of the tent.

There was the sound of people moving outside the flap and Marcus could see faint shadows through the thin fabric. Cautiously, Marcus crept over to the flap to peek outside.

Outside, there were four pokegirls, all naked, petite, and bearing a very close resemblance to humans except for their catlike ears and tails. Three of them had solid colored hair and fur of either white or pink while the last was white spotted with pink.

They were rummaging through one of Mark's bags that they must have taken it from the tent. One of them found a bag of food, sniffed it, and then set it aside to keep digging through the backpack. Suddenly, one of the solid colored ones gasped happily and pulled out a chocolate bar. The other three immediately jumped to her. All four of them trying to rip it open at once made for a fairly comical scene.

Quietly, Marcus leaned over to Zoe and whispered, "On the count of three jump out and hit them all with gust. Try to catch them by surprise."

She nodded and he whispered, "One…" She aimed herself at the entrance. "Two…" She raised her wings. "Three!"

Zoe sprang from the tent like a bat out of hell and immediately stirred up the strongest gust she could manage. The pokegirls were blown back then, panicked by the unexpected attack, made to flee.

Marcus, who came out of the tent when the gust stopped, noticed that the spotted haired one seemed to take a good bit less damage from the others and got an idea. He turned to Zoe and shouted, "Quick, bite the one with the spots!"

Zoe nodded once and attempted to dive bomb the chosen 'girl. Unfortunately, the 'girl chose that moment to look over her shoulder and saw the Zubutt coming. She ducked at the last second causing Zoe to fly clear over her head and nearly crash into the ground.

While Zoe was still regaining her bearings, Marcus noticed the 'girl attempting to tackle her from behind. "Fly up now!" He shouted at her.

She gave one hard flap of her wings and rose above the 'girl before she got hit. Marcus saw the 'girl stumble and shouted again, "Use gust! Quickly!"

Zoe whipped up another gust and the force of the wind knocked the already off-balance pokegirl to the ground.

"Great job Zoe!" Marcus congratulated. Thankfully, the other 'girls had run off into the forest, either unaware that of theirs had been single out or just uncaring, so he didn't have to worry about them. "Now drop on her and use sleep venom!"

Zoe stopped flapping her wings, stopping the gust and allowing herself to fall onto the prone pokegirl's back. Before she could be thrown off, she sank her fangs into the 'girl's shoulder. The 'girl struggled for a moment before succumbing the poison.

Marcus quickly dug through his bag for one of his great balls and ran it over to the sleeping pokegirl. He caught her with little ceremony then embraced his alpha. "That was great Zoe, I knew you could do it."

She smiled and hugged him back.

"Now," he said breaking off the hug, "let's see what we caught."

He scanned the ball with his pokedex, which beeped as the words "Sugar Kitten" popped up on the screen along with a picture of the pokegirl above more detailed information.

He smiled as he skimmed the information then turned to Zoe. "It'll be awhile before she wakes up, do you want to help tame her when she does?"

She smiled widely and nodded.

They walked for the rest of the day. Every now and then they would come across a Titmouse or Bunnygirl and Marcus would have Zoe fight them. He was trying to use more head-on tactics since they wouldn't be able to rely on stealth and surprise in a battle - not heavily at least.

When it got too dark to travel - well, to dark for Marcus to travel - they set up camp again. Mark guessed they were maybe than an hour from Azalea town, but didn't want to risk getting lost in the dark.

Inside the tent, Marcus called out his new Sugar Kitten. She had her hands on her temples as if trying to sooth a headache before she realized where she was. She tried to make herself seem small as her gaze flicked nervously between Marcus and Zoe.

Slowly, so he wouldn't scare her, Marcus pulled a chocolate bar out of his bag. He broke a piece off and held it out to her.

Her eyes widened when she smelled the treat and, all hesitation vanishing, she snatched it out of Mark's hand. She shoved it in her mouth and grabbed the rest of the chocolate before he could pull his hand away. Marcus had planned to let Zoe give her a piece so she would warm up to both of them, but considering her complete lack of fear as she finished the chocolate, he supposed it didn't matter now.

Now finished, she just looked at her new master and alpha curiously. Having not really planed past "Give her chocolate and hope she doesn't freak out", Marcus was at a bit of a loss and turned to Zoe. His alpha was already half naked and getting the rest of the way there so he followed her lead.

Now nude, Zoe walked up to the Sugar Kitten and kissed her. The feral girl almost immediately kissed back and the kiss quickly grew more heated. While kissing quickly turned to making out, Zoe guided the cat-girl to the mat they slept on and gently pushed her onto her back.

The making out turned into groping and before long Zoe had flipped around and the two where sixty-nining. By now, Mark was at full mast and couldn't hold himself back if he wanted too.

He got down and picked his Zubutt's head up from its place between the cat-girl's thighs to giver a deep kiss. He could taste his Sugar Kitten's sweet sex fluids on her tongue. He broke the kiss just long enough to line himself up with his new girls soaking slit, and plunge himself in.

The Sugar Kitten was just as tight as Zoe but slicker; juices seeped from between her legs as Marks already fast pace slowly sped up. Zoe suddenly gave a loud moan and went stiff as a board as she soaked the cat-girl's face with orgasm.

Marcus wasn't far behind her. His pace sped faster and faster until with a few erratic thrusts, he painted his new girl's walls white.

Breathing heavily, he laid on the mat. Zoe crawled over to him and started to lick the sugary juices from his softening dick. As his dick started to re-harden from the attention, the Sugar Kitten crawled over and joined Zoe, giving his shaft long slow licks with her rough tongue until Mark's dick was once again standing proud and the two were all but making out around it.

Once she was sure he was good and hard, Zoe pulled away and guided her harem sister so she was straddling their master's hips. The cat-girl lined herself up and slowly lowered herself onto his manhood. They both gave low groans as she impaled herself on him, and then started to bounce.

As she was bouncing, Zoe went over and straddled Mark's face. The young tamer immediately put is tongue to work wiggling its way past her folds.

While he was pleasuring her, Zoe went back to kissing and groping the bouncing cat-girl, kneading her small breasts with the soft leather of her wings.

Marcus could feel the Sugar Kittens walls tightening around him. He grabbed her hips to steady her before starting to thrust quickly back into her.

She gave a cat-like yowl as she came. As her sex was spasming, Marcus quickly increased his pace to frantic, his dick head hitting her cervix with each thrust. He gave one last deep thrust and came hard.

The three settled in a heap breathing heavily. Marcus tiredly pulled the blanket over them and was out like a light.

Hours later when the sun had risen, Marcus woke buried beneath two sleeping bodies. He took several minutes to just relax before carefully extracting himself. He grabbed their 'balls and recalled them so they could sleep some more while he walked the rest of the way to Azalea Town.

As he predicted, it took a little over an hour for Marcus to come across the worn wooden sign welcoming travelers into the small town. Eager to check up on his friend, Mark made a beeline for Bailey's house. When he got there, her parents told him that they had managed to find a tamer for her, and to look for them at the pokecenter.

Mark did as he was advised but was unable to find his friend. He figured that he must have missed them and, disappointed, decided to head to the Forester ranch to turn in the voucher the Nurse Joy had given him.

He had the NurseJoy at the counter switch out the Sugar Kitten's - He decided he would name her Emma if she didn't object - great ball for a premier ball and bought speech T2 from a pokemart on the way. He hooked the ball up to the T2 and stuck it in his bag before making his way to the ranch.

There was a soft chime as he opened the door and stepped inside. At the sound, the Catgirl manning the front desk looked up and welcomed him in.

"Hello, I have a voucher for half off a pokegirl I'd like to use," he told her as he walked up to the front desk. "I'd also like to sell a few feral Titmice while I'm here."

She nodded. "I can take care of the Titmice right now, give 'em here." He handed over the 'balls. She scanned them, looked up, and said, "We can offer twelve-thousand credits for all of them, would that work?"

"That's honestly more than I was expecting, sure," he answered and handed her his SLC card.

She took it, swiped it, and gave it back with a smile. "Here you go. Have you been a tamer long?" He shook his head and she continued, "Then you probably want one of the more docile 'girls." She gestured to a door near the counter. "Head through there, then to through the first door on the left. I'll tell Mr. Forester to meet you there."

Mark thanked her and did as she said, finding himself in a large room occupied with about two dozen pokegirls of various types. Some wore some degree of clothing, but most were naked. Several varieties of canine 'girls were roughhousing. A few 'girls - mostly water types - were swimming in a smallish pool. A Catgirl and two Bunnygirls were chatting in one of the corners near where a very near human 'girl was reading a book. Several different breeds were having a small orgy in one corner. In the center of the room, a large skylight was letting in sunlight that several plant type and reptilian 'girls were sunbathing in.

Most of the 'girls payed him no mind, but a handful took notice of a potential tamer and were watching him curiously. As he was looking around, Mark heard the door open behind him. "Hello there," said the man who stepped through the open doorway, "I heard you wanted to buy a pokegirl."

Mark nodded. "Yeah, could you help me with that?"

"That I can," he answered. "The name's Jim Forester. I'm the owner of this ranch. You can just call me Jim, I got sick of 'Mr. Forester' the second or third time someone said it to me instead of my dad." He paused and gestured to the room full of pokegirls. "Feel free to look around, let me know if you take an interest in anyone."

Marcus looked around the room. He decided since neither Zubutts nor Sugar Kittens were especially known for being great battlers, he should probably get a more combat oriented 'girl in case they ran into anything on the road.

With this in mind, Mark took notice of a Naga that was resting on one of the chairs in the sunlight. He got Jim's attention and asked about her.

"That there would be Alice," he answered. "Her parents dropped her off here about a month ago when she thresholded. Nice girl, especially considering how Naga can be sometimes. Want me to call her over so you can take a closer look?"

Mark nodded and Jim gave a sharp whistle. Alice, along with the rest of the room, stopped to look at Jim, who gestured for Alice to come over. She uncoiled her tail and came over. Alice stood, for lack of a better word, about a foot taller than Zoe. She had fair skin from the waist up and long brown hair. From the waist down was a snake tail covered in red scales that faded to a pale pink on her "underside". The only clothing she wore was a white T-shirt.

"Hello, um, you want to buy me?" She asked with some nervousness in her voice.

"Only if you want to come with me," Marcus answered. "If you don't want me to be your tamer, I don't want to force it on you."

She considered this for a moment, and then asked, "What are we going to be doing?"

"I need a battle oriented species to help me train my other 'girls. We're also going to be traveling around. I'm considering doing the Gym challenge, but I haven't decided on it," he answered.

She thought about it then said, "Well, that sounds alright, and you seem nice."

"So," he asked, "Would you like to be my pokegirl?"

She thought about it some more before smiling and nodding.

"Great!" Jim cut in. "Come on, let's go get her payed for."

With the voucher, Alice ended up costing a little more than Marcus got for selling the Titmice. As soon as he payed, Jim tossed him Alice's ball and wished him a good day before disappearing back through the door.

Deciding it would be smart to tame Alice soon, Mark headed to the pokecenter to get a room. As soon as the NurseJoy manning the desk handed him a keycard, Mark heard a familiar voice call his name.

"Mark!" He turned to find the Bailey rushing towards him. He could tell something was different over the phone, but in person it was clear by the sheen of her skin and the sharpness of her nails that she was a pokegirl now. "What are you doing here?"

"You weren't answering your phone and I was worried." He answered, "Is everything alright?"

She slowed to a stop a few feet away from him. "Yeah, I kind of blew up my phone the other day on accident." She rubbed her neck self-consciously, "Sorry I scarred you. You didn't have to come down here just to check on me."

Mark shrugged. "I would have most likely headed down this way anyway. I got a voucher for half of a 'girl from one of the ranches down here."

Bailey's expression rapidly soured. "Oh, so you don't actually care, you just came to get a new slut."

Realizing his mistake, Mark decided to quickly change the subject, "Hey, did you ever manage to find a tamer?"

Because, as everyone knows, the best way to stop a Psi-Dyke from getting irrationally angry was to remind her that she had recently lost all her independence and was now required to be fucked regularly if she wanted to keep her sanity.

Fuckin' idiot.

Surprisingly, Bailey didn't literally bite Mark's head off. Even more surprisingly, she actually seemed to perk up a bit. "Yeah actually," She answered. "He's back there." She gestured to one of the free-to-use computer terminals behind her.

"'He'?" Mark asked, and looked to where she pointed.

Sitting in one of the plastic chairs and typing away at the computer a mile a minute was a slender, black haired teen a little shorter than Mark.

"Him?" Mark asked again, this time pointing where she pointed. She nodded and he asked, "No offense, but how does that, you know, work. What with you being you being a Psidyke."

Bailey seemed uncertain how to respond for several seconds before saying, "We've worked something out, it's none of your business anyway." We noticed her tamer finish what he was working on so intently and stand up. "Come on, I'll introduce you."

Mark followed Bailey, who called out to her tamer, "Hey Alex!"

Her tamer -Alex- turned to them as they walked up. "I was wondering where you ran off to." He tuned to Mark. "Who's this?"

"This is my old friend Mark. Mark, this is Alex," Bailey introduced. "He's a brand new tamer too."

"Really?" asked Alex as he turned to Mark. "You're going on a journey right?"

"Yeah," he answered. "I'm probably just going to do the gym challenge. If I have any success I might try for a spot in the league. What about you?"

Alex seemed unsure how to answer for a moment before speaking, "I have something to take care of up in Cherrygrove City. I might give the gym challenge a try after that."

Bailey cut in. "Hey, maybe you could travel with us!"

Mark thought for a second and nodded. "Yeah, that sounds great. What do you say Alex?"

"Uh," He looked at Bailey then back to Mark and answered quickly, "Sure, that sounds great. Listen, sorry to cut this short, but we kind of have to run."

Marcus waved him off. "Don't worry about it, I have a new 'girl I need to be taming anyway. See you guys later."

He waved them goodbye and headed upstairs to his room. If he had looked back, he might have noticed Alex and Bailey speak to each other in hushed whispers for several seconds before hurriedly leaving the pokecenter.

With a quiet beep, Mark's room unlocked as he scanned the keycard. The room was fairly small, and most of it was filled by a king sized bed in anticipation of tamers that liked to tame multiple 'girls at once. There was a window, but the thick white curtains were already closed for privacy.

As he walked in, Mark closed the door behind him and unceremoniously dropped his backpack by it. He took a moment to fish out Alice's pokeball and called her out. She materialized with a flash of red light on the bed.

She took a second to get her bearings then looked at Mark and asked, "Are you going to tame me now?"

He nodded and was about to say something, but was cut off when she lunged at him pulled him into a kiss. Caught off guard, he would have fallen over had she not pulled him onto the bed. As he recovered from the surprise, Mark started kissing back. He ran his hands up and down her sides while she coiled her tail around his legs.

Marks hands found the hem of Alice's shirt and quickly pulled it up and over her head exposing her flat stomach and perky b-cups to the open air. His hands immediately shot to her small breasts, his thumbs working circles around her hard nipples. He was surprised for a second at how cool her skin was before he remembered her cold-blooded nature.

She groaned and got to work on removing his shirt as he kicked off his shoes. As soon as his shirt was off, Alice uncoiled herself and his pants were off in less than a second. She had his dick in her mouth before he could blink.

She bobbed her head on his cock several times before pulling most of the way back to give the head a few hard sucks. For several minutes she repeated this, one hand fondling Mark's balls while the other was down below her waist with several fingers thrusting between two scales into her snake pussy.

Abruptly, Alice pulled her head of Marks dick with "pop". She was breathing heavily and a string of saliva still connected his cock and her mouth. She brought the hand that she was pleasuring herself with up and started stroking Mark at a fast pace while she kissed and licked the head.

Mark came with a shout, catching Alice by surprise and covering her face in his cum. She cleaned most of it up with one swipe of her long tongue, then opened her mouth to let him watch her swish it around in her mouth and swallow it.

Eager to give as good as he got, Mark gently pushed Alice on her back and went low. However, he couldn't find which of her scales her pussy was hidden between. He was quickly growing frustrated when he heard Alice giggle.

"Here," she said, "let's stick to familiar territory for our now." As she spoke, her tail to shift from the waist down into two very shapely legs, stopping at the knees and connecting back into a tail. She bent back, showing off how flexible she was, to give him easy access to the human pussy that had formed between her thighs.

Not wasting any time, Mark latched his mouth around her clit and sucked hard. Alice gasped sharply at the sudden heat and suction. There were more gasps and moans as Mark alternated between sucking and flicking the little bean with his tongue.

Mark moved his attention away from Alice's clit and started to work his tongue past her lips. He went deeper and deeper with each lick until his tongue was as deep as it could get, writhing in her snatch. He could feel her vaginal muscles beginning to contract around his tongue, so he moved one of his hands to her clit and started rubbing it in quick circles. Seconds later, a loud groan and rush of fluid marked her orgasm.

Mark came up for air as Alice started to calm down. Mark was fully hard and ready to go after eating her out and, while they were catching their breath, had an idea. He crawled off the bed and stood by the side; Alice followed his lead. Mark spun her around and pushed his dick between her slick thighs, permanently held together by the rest of her tail, so that his shaft rubbed against her slit with each thrust.

Mark gradually increased the tempo of his thrusts until he suddenly pushed Alice's torso against the bed and rammed his full length into her pussy at once. She screamed at the sudden intrusion and Mark nearly came just from that one sudden thrust.

He stayed still for a moment to give them both a chance to adjust before slowly starting to pull out. Just like before, Mark gradually increased his pace from low to moderate, fast and eventually frantic. Both he and Alice were panting like Doggirls. Twice Alice's walls clamped down on his member as she came. The second time proved too much for Mark. With a loud groan he hilted himself in her pussy, pumping her full of hot cum.

Finally spent, the two collapsed on the bed panting. Mark pulled his softening cock out of Alice's cunt and Alice morphed her thighs and hips back into a snake tail, which she then wrapped around Mark's legs.

After a few minutes of just basking in the afterglow, Alice turned to Marcus and said, "Sorry about pouncing on you like that, I'm still not quite used to how often I need to be tamed and I was really pushing it."

"Don't even worry about it," Marcus replied with a smile. "In fact, I don't think I'd mind you 'pouncing' on me again the next time you need taming."

There were a few beats of comfortable silence before Mark sat up and said, "Alright, as much as I'd love to lay around all day, we have stuff to do." He stood up and made for the door that led to the attached bathroom. "Come on, let's get cleaned up. Then I'll introduce you to my other 'girls."

Pokedex entries:

SUGAR KITTEN, the "Sugar Me" Pokégirl

Element: Normal/Magic

Frequency: Rare

Libido: Average

Evolves: Candy Catgirl (Normal)

Evolves From: None

Sugar Kittens are almost completely human in appearance, save for the fact that they have cat ears and furry tails. Their eyes are usually some shade of pink, white, gold, or brown, and their hair and fur is usually some shade of light brown, pink, white, or a mix of all of the above. They are generally flat-chested and are for the most part between four to five feet tall. Sugar Kittens smell like sweet candies, fruits, or pastries, and their cum tastes like whatever sweet they had been eating most recently

Their metabolism requires more sugar than most to function properly, although this need is offset by their ability to manifest food through their magic. There tongues are less sensitive to things that aren't sweet. Sugary foods also act as a moderate aphrodisiac for Sugar Kittens.

Feral Sugar Kittens tend to stay in small prides, pilfering sweets from local towns. Their magical ability, limited as it is, fades when feral, making them more like normal Kittens in mannerisms. Without high doses of sugar, Sugar Kittens become very weak and slow-witted, losing the ability to focus on any task.

Sugar Kittens have a strange genetic quirk that causes Taming Cycles in Pokéballs to give them tremendous headaches. Fortunately, most Pokécenters will willingly trade in the Sugar Kitten's regular Pokéball for a Premier Ball, which has no Taming cycle.. Sugar Kittens are gentle pokegirls and are not typically used for combat.

They have only limited magical ability. They cannot cast spells and have limited energy projection. However they can use their magic to manifest portions of food for themselves to eat, although only in small portions per manifestation. In addition, they can manifest small weapons made out of food, such as swords made of hard candy, or edible handguns that fire gumballs. The food weapons are rather fragile. They can be recreated but tend to break after a few uses.

NAGA, the Snake Pokégirl

Element: Poison

Frequency: Uncommon

Libido: Low

Evolves: Garter (mechanism unknown), Arbust (normal), Sideviper (Battle stress while feral), Lamia (Venom Stone), Gorgon (Round Stone)

Evolves From: None

Nagas have the upper body of a human woman and the lower body of a snake.

Nagas do not have many bones in their bodies, aside from their skulls, but instead have cartilage. This severely limits their strength when lifting, but Nagas are ALWAYS good at crushing things with her hands and body. Because they lack bones, Nagas have an impressive level of flexibility, allowing them to curl up into tight coils and even lick their own lower backs without relying on their inordinately long tongues.

Naga can produce poison from their fingernails or from their canines and they can change their poison to one of five different types.

If a Naga's length was their 'height', then it is generally between eight to fourteen feet, only three to four feet of which is their human part, the rest is believed to be necessary to counterbalance them when they 'stand'. Almost all Naga have a mild metamorphic talent, She can create a human waist, butt and visible human-esque vagina, allowing her to engage in sexual relationships, but she cannot change more than that, forcing her to either bend backwards or lean forward to accommodate a male lover. Nagas are insanely stealthy, and unless moving over something that crinkles or makes noise, such as leaves or tin foil, she will never make a sound while moving.

As stated earlier, due to a lack of hard bones, her strength is usually blunted unless she can hug or wrestle with her foe. Her main attacks are through the use of the various poisons her body normally produces. Their cold-blooded nature makes them susceptible to Ice attacks.

CATGIRL, the All Purpose Perceptual Pokégirl

Element: Normal

Frequency: Uncommon

Libido: Average (becomes High monthly at New Moon)

Evolves: Cabbit (orgasm), Housecat (normal), Griffon (Angel Stone), Cheetit (Cat E-Medal), Cheshire (Psi Cyrstal), Shaguar (Ice Crystal), Tigress (battle stress), Catfish (Water Stone), Mistoffeles (Mana Crystal)

Evolves From: Kitten (normal)

Upon evolving, Catgirls gain roughly half an inch to an inch in height, a quarter of a cup-size, their leg muscles grow stronger, they gain nightvision, and their tails usually increased an extra foot or two. Most Catgirls seem a bit more grown up in terms of maturity, but it is an irritatingly difficult quality to define and does not change their overall personality, though some actually become more mature, and display a bit more zest and exuberance than when they were Kittens.

Because their leg muscles are stronger, a Catgirl is usually a third faster than they were as a Kitten, though this can go as high as two times as fast. Her agility is often quite a bit better and it's believed that their longer tail may help them maintain their balance better, though, like many things about them, it is inconclusive.

The average Catgirl will find that she can learn kicking or leg-based attacks much easier than most others.

Outside of her speed and kicking techniques, about the most impressive things about her are her ability to learn Kitten's Roar and Foresight naturally, giving her a wider base of attacks than most normal Pokégirls.

Catgirls often get very randy around the New Moon, research to find out why is thus far inconclusive.