The next few days passed quickly. The two tamers were making fair time towards Violet City even while stopping early each day to train. Marcus was proud of his 'girls for improving, but Alex only seemed interested in training Bailey.

Not training the Titmouse, Mark could understand, but Dildoqueens were supposed to be fair battlers and phenomenal sex battlers. Not training her at all seemed like a waste.

In fact, Alex hadn't so much as summoned his Dildoqueen outside the privacy of his own tent since they left. Mark assumed he was embarrassed, but there had hardly been any other tamers on the road since they left Cherrygrove, and Alex hadn't had a problem summoning her in front of Marcus before - at least not after the first tried to ask him about it one night, but Alex just kept changing the subject until Mark decided to just leave well enough alone.

Despite the odd behavior, Alex's mood was improving pretty rapidly. Before long he seemed to be really looking forward to getting his first badge.

And Mark couldn't blame him, It was almost impossible not to be optimistic on a morning like that one. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, a sudden and piercing scream tore through the air through the trees, the flowers were in bloom-

Wait a minute.

"AAAAAAAAAAAghghh-"

The screaming was cut off suddenly and silence returned. Without a word, the two tamers and their pokegirls charged toward the forest, straight towards the source of the sound had been.

The sound of running water became clear. The group soon found themselves in a clearing encompassing part of a river.

A pokegirl with gray, soggy-looking skin stood knee deep in the running water revealing sharp teeth with a sadistic smile and masturbating rapidly. A great many tentacles stemmed from her back holding up the source of her pleasure.

A Boobisaur was suspended by tentacles. She was hogtied in her own vines as she was spitroasted by two tentacles and several more ran over the rest of her body, rubbing and groping at everything they could.

To the right, A dark-skinned Bunnygirl was held spread eagle with a Tentacle on each limb as three more thrusted asynchronously into her pussy, causing her abdomen to bulge unevenly. Another tentacle had wound its way up her body, sliding between her large breasts and and ending up crammed down her throat.

In the center there was a human girl suspended upside down from her held-open legs. Two tentacles were thrusting harshly into her cunt while another had forced its way into her ass. She was clearly trying to shout for help but the last remaining tentacle in her mouth kept her mute.

"Nobody get close or it'll grab you!" Marcus shouted upon sighting the Titacruel. "Try to damage some of those tentacles, or at least get its attention, but keep your distance!"

Lacking any kind of elemental attacks, his 'girls were mostly restricting to throwing things. Zoe was the first to get the water type's attention with a gust attack. The Titacruel growled and pulled a few tentacles away from the Boobisaur to reach for Zoe when Alex shouted, "Bailey! Grab the Boobisaur!"

Right on command, the green skinned 'girl glowed blue before being yanked out of the water type's grip and out of her reach where Alice quickly set about untying her.

The Titacruel screamed at the loss of one of her pray, but was quickly preoccupied when several candy-glass blades cut into her back where her tentacles were rooted. She started to turn on Emma, but a branch dropped by Zoe landed on her head and made her lose her balance along with her grip on her other two captives and they fell to the ground.

The Bunnygirl started to crawl out of reach but the human girl was too dazed. Zoe saw her unmoving body and tried to dive in and grab her before the Titacruel reoriented herself but it was too late.

Before she was even halfway to the girl, a tentacle shot up and snatched her out of the sky. Several more joined and wrapped the bat-girl up fully, and one more forced its way into her and started throat-fucking her.

Marcus thought fast. "Sleep vonom! Quickly!"

Zoe visibly bit down on the tentacle in her mouth and the Titacruel screamed in response, quickly unwrapping Zoe and trying to shake her off. After a few whips back and forth, Zoe was finally flung into a tree.

The Titacruel was visibly unsteady, but still on her feet. She looked around groggily, deciding to just grab whatever pray she could and run, only realize at the same time as everyone else that the human girl wasn't on the ground anymore.

Something small and black and white flew into the Titacruel and she disappeared in a flash of red light to be replaced by an ultra ball. The ball shook once, twice, and after the third it clicked to the visible relief of everyone present.

"Fucking finally." Came a rough, feminine voice.

Marcus turned to find the girl from earlier sitting by a pile of torn bags and wrecked camping supplies.

"I've been trying to catch that stupid bitch for a week." She complained, trying to stand. Marcus went over to help her up.

"Why would you want to catch a Titacruel?" Marcus asked.

"It was gonna be for sex battling," she answered. "You know, throw her out, let her rape everything on the field, easy win. But she's gonna be this much trouble I think I might just sell her When I get to Violet City."

She stood on her own, though her legs were slightly shaky, and looked over at the - now untied - Boobisaur and asked, "You alright Lily?"

The grass type nodded and the girl turned to where the Bunnygirl had collapsed against a tree. "What about you May?"

The Bunnygirl groaned but raised a shaky thumbs up.

The girl's shoulders sagged in relief and her breathing started to steady. She looked over at the other two tamers and their pokegirls, who by then were starting to gather around, and said, "Thank you for that. I got a bit careless, if you hadn't come I'd probably be Titacruel chow by now. Here," she paused to reach into one of the bags and pull out two palm sized stones, "A couple of fire stones. Consider these a reward."

She tossed one at Mark and one at Alex before they could object.

Then she walked over and picked up the Titacruel's 'ball. "You," she spoke to the ball in her hand, "Are so not worth this much trouble."

"You said you were heading to Violet City right?" Marcus asked.

"Yeah, why?" She answered.

"That's where we're going, do you want to travel with us?" Marcus offered. Alex seemed to twitch in response but didn't say anything.

"That," The female tamer looked over at hew shredded belongings. "Would be appreciated. Also, uh, would either of you happen to have a spare pair of pants?"

Marcus lent the girl his extra pair, though she had you improvise a belt with a bit of rope, and she introduced herself as "Sarah".

Marcus and Alex both introduced themselves and helped Sarah pick up any of her gear that survived the attack.

The trio made their way back to the path and set off - though not for very long. It quickly became apparent that Sarah was having a hard time keeping up. Apparently getting violently tentacle raped can leave you a bit sore, who'da guessed?

They hadn't even been walking a full hour before they decided to just stop for the rest of the day to rest. Sarah insisted the other two didn't need to stop for her, but seemed thankful that they decided too anyway.

The rest of the day passed pleasantly enough. There was some training, but it was a lazy day for the most part - not that anyone minded.

That night in Marcus's tent, Marcus was sitting with Zoe while his other two girls slept in their 'balls.

"You've been battling really well Zoe," said Marcus, "I can tell how much stronger you've gotten."

"Thank you, Marcus!" The Zubutt beamed with pride at the praise.

"In fact, I think you might even be close to evolving, which means you have a choice to make." He pulled the fire stone Sarah had given him out of his pocket and held it up, the flame-like crystal inside seemed to flicker even in the still light of the electric lantern.

"It you want, we can just keep training until you evolve normally into a Golbutt. If you use this, however, you could evolve into a Foxglove."

Zoe looked at the crystal thoughtfully. "Do you want me to evolve into a Foxglove?"

"I want you to be happy." He answered. "I think Foxgloves have a fair number of advantages over Golbutts, but you are the one who will actually have to live as one or the other. I'm leaving the decision up to you."

Zoe took a long moment to think. She looked at the stone in Mark's hand and after a few seconds, started to reach for it.

The moment she touched it, Marcus could feel the stone suddenly heat up before being absorbed into her hand as she began to glow with white light.

Her form began to shift slightly, but Marcus had to turn away from the bright light. After a minute or so, the light began to dim. Mark looked back to see how Zoe had changed.

The most obvious difference was her fur and skin. The once deep blue fur became a bright red while the few bits of purple skin not covered by hair became an almost golden yellow color. She gained a bit of height, though was still quite short, but the biggest growth was her chest. Once barely passable as an A-cup, she now boasted a generous C that was emphasized by her petite stature.

The newly evolved pokegirl smiled. "Foxglove feels warm."

Mark had almost forgotten about the temporary, semi-feral state evolution caused, simplifying their thought process and restricting their speech to the most basic understandable semblance of communication.

Zoe's breathing began to quicken and she grabbed hold of Marcus. "Foxglove wants Master! Foxglove wants master insider her now!"

And makes them horny. Very, very horny.

Well, Marcus was hardly the kind of guy who had a problem with that. He smiled and pulled her into a kiss.

Zoe had no intention of starting slow. She launched straight into the kiss pushing her tongue past his lips as she pressed her body close to his.

The bat-girl was struggling to get his shirt off with her ill suited wings. Marcus smirked through the kiss before he disconnected just long enough to remove the offending article of clothing. He pulled away again to remove Zoe's shirt and took a second to admire her shirtless form.

The moment didn't last long as Zoe immediately resumed the kiss, pressing her soft, fur covered tits against his chest. He had to hand it too her, she was warmer now.

Pulling away only slightly this time, Marcus began to trail kisses along his 'girl's jaw, down her neck, and along the soft mounds on her chest until he reached a nipple and latched on.

He stayed there softly sucking on one nipple and tweaking the other with his hand as Zoe let out adorable squeaks and gasps. Slowly, he moved his face away from her breasts, and began trailing kisses down her flat stomach until he reached her shorts, which he quickly did away with along with the soaked panies underneath.

The intoxicating smell of her arousal quickly filled the tent. Mark gently spread her legs, taking in the view. Juice was leaking from her eager snatch and Mark didn't have it in him to keep the poor girl waiting.

He gently gripped her by the thighs and descended on her, teasing her for a moment with his breath before giving a long, slow, broad lick. The little whimpers she made in response were driving Marcus mad.

Mark had his fun for a while, plunging his tongue into her depths, tasting, smelling, feeling her arousal. Eventually, he spread her lips wide with his hands and gave another slow lick to her clit before wrapping his lips around it and starting to suck.

Her breath caught in her throat for a moment and she started to softly buck her hips. Her breathing was getting shallower and her whimpers and moans were getting louder - though they never got much louder than speaking volume. It wasn't long before a low moan and a rush of fluid signaled her climax.

Unable to contain his own arousal, Marcus practically ripped his pants off. He quickly lined himself up with her quivering sex and thrusted himself in. All the lubrication she was producing meant one thrust was enough to bury himself balls deep.

With no hesitation - driven by her taste, her smell, those amazing noises she was making - Mark thrusted into his alpha with reckless abandon. His hips were a blur, each thrust causing Zoe's newly enlarged breast to jiggle.

He stopped his thrusts just long enough to lay back and pull Zoe on top and start thrusting up into her.

Zoe supported herself by placing her wings on his shoulders before starting to thrust her hips back into him. A few seconds later, her walls clamped down on him and she collapsed onto his chest, overwhelmed by her second orgasm.

Marcus wrapped his arms around her and began thrusting as quickly as his body could manage into her spasming pussy until with a final deep thrust, he hilted himself in her pussy and came. Rope after rope of cum forcing their way into her womb.

Marcus didn't even bother pulling out. He just tiredly reached over to the lamp and switched it off.

When they woke up the next morning, the other tamers congratulated the newly evolved foxglove - whom had since regained her control over language and seemed to appreciate the attention. THe 'girl seemed quite taken with her new form. She loved how well she could see in the day, how much better her sonar was, how warm she felt-

And the fire, don't forget the fire. The moment she discovered she could throw embers around, it was all she wanted to do, not even caring that her poison moves were gone. Marcus eventually had to calm her down before she burned something down.

Other than that the morning was uneventful. Breakfast was had. Dot struggled to contain her trembling at the sight of - well - Mark's entire harem, but maintained her composure well enough. The day of rest seemed to do wonders for Sarah and her 'girls who were all ready to go.

It was a few days later that anything of particular interest happened. It was late afternoon after a long day of hiking.

The path they were travelling ran along a a cornfield. On the left was nothing but a grassy field as far as the eye could see. On the right was the same, except about eight feet off the ground and made of corn.

"Woah, Look at all the corn!" Said Emma.

"I didn't know there were farms this far northeast." Added Marcus. "I thought they mostly stuck to either a cluster near Azalea Town or way over to the west."

"Mostly yeah." Sarah began. "But a few decades ago, somebody got sick of getting produce at the end of its shelf life so he bought the biggest empty field he could afford and now its this farm."

"That sounds made up." Alex said, deadpan.

Sarah shrugged. "At least, that's what he said happened."

"Who said?" Bailey asked.

"The farmer." Sarah answered.

"Hey guys?" Zoe tried to cut in.

"You know know the farmer?" Marcus asked.

"Guys?" Zoe tried again.

"Yeah, I buy Milktit milk from him every now and then, he's a nice guy-"

"HEY!" The Foxglove shouted, hating the feeling of being ignored.

Everyone stopped and looked at her. "Look." She said ast she pointed at a dirt road through the corn, more specifically at the body lying in a heap in the middle of it with his pants down and a dark bruise on his head.

"Joe!?" Shouted Sarah as she ran over to him. The others followed quickly after.

"You know him?" asked Alex.

"He's the farmer!" She as she started shaking his shoulders trying to wake him. "Joe! Hey, Earth to Joe! Can you hear me?"

The man groaned, laying still for a before his eyes snapped open and he jolted upright and shouted, "Cassidy!"

He tried to jump to his feet, but his balance was shot. He would have face planted in the dirt if the three tamers hadn't caught him.

"Damn girl," he muttered as he tried in vain to regain his balance, "Should'a known you'd pull some stupid shit like this."

"What happened?" Marcus asked.

"My daughter thresholded a few weeks ago, been actin' a'fool ever since. Fuck me, my head hurts." He put a hand to his head and winced, "I been lettin' her tame the Milktit to stay domestic, but she's a Cockadidle and I'm the only thing on the property most o' the time with a dick. " He looked down at his pants around his ankles. "I guess she couldn't stop herself."

Mark turned to Sarah and Alex. "You two should get Joe here back to his house, do you know where it is?"

"Yeah it's just up the road," Sarah answered, "What about you?"

"I'm gonna look around for his daughter, If I don't find her in a little while, I'll head up the road and find you."

They agreed and started helping the unbalanced man down the road.

Marcus and his landlocked 'girls split up to wade through the corn while he had Zoe scan the area from above.

After a few minutes of wandering through cornrow after identical cornrow, Marcus had the distinct feeling there were better ways he could have done this.

A faint crunch behind him gave Marcus barely enough time to turn before a blur of brown feathers barreled into him, sending him straight to the ground.

Standing above him was a nude girl that could never have been mistaken for human. Her legs were scaled and reversed jointed like a birds and all her skin above her thighs was covered in brown feathers, though the ones covering her crotch, belly and ample breasts were smaller and of a lighter color..

She stood over him for a moment, a sword in her hand trained on his throat, before cutting his pants to ribbons with a few expert slashes.

Disregarding her sword entirely, the Cockadiddle dropped to her hands and knees to shove her face in his groin. She inhaled deeply and shuttered as she exhaled. He tried to scoot away but she held him down with a surprisingly strong grip on his thighs.

Not satisfied to simply smell him, she quickly started covering his flaccid cock with little kisses and licks as she massaged his balls, rapidly bringing him to full stiffness.

With a swift motion, the bird-like girl engulfed his cock in her mouth. The warmth and wetness made Mark's dick twitch as the 'girl shuddered in pleasure from the taste.

A rhythm was quickly established. The Cockadiddle would bob her head a few times before stopping with only his head in her mouth, then swirl her tongue around it a few times before going back to bobbing. All the while she was jerking him off with one hand and fingering herself with the other.

Marcus came in the 'girl's mouth with a loud groan. Her eyes widened then rolled back slightly as the taste of semen triggered her own orgasm.

It was a scant few seconds before the 'girl was back at it. She continied to bob and suck before pulling off with a pop, a string of saliva and cum connected her mouth to his dickhead.

She moved up and without a second's hesitation, impaled herself on him. She screamed as the feeling of being penetrated alone launched her into another orgasm, fluids gushed from her cunt as it twitched and spasmed.

Driven by the insatiable lust for dick that defined her species, the Cockadiddle didn't even wait for her orgasm to subside before starting to buck her hips against Marcus. The twitching and convulsing combined with the frantic, jagged thrusting was pleasure on a whole new level for Marcus.

It wasn't long before Mark came for the second time, but the pokegirl didn't stop. Riding out his orgasm, Marcus started to thrust back up into the 'girl. It wasn't until his third climax that the Pokegirl finally stopped to breath.

Slowly, she raised herself off of him. Cum quickly poured out of her pussy and onto Mark's dick as she did so.

She moved back and lowered herself down again. With long, slow licks, she started to clean his seed off of him, stopping to savor each mouthful before swallowing theatrically.

She took his dickhead into her mouth again, slowly taking in more and more. He felt himself hit the back of her throat, then moaned as she kept pulling him deeper. She didn't stop until she could've stuck her tongue out and licked his balls.

She stayed like that for a moment, the muscles in his throat massaging his cock, before slowly pulling most of the way off, and taking his length all the way back in.

The twitching in Mark's dick god worse and worse as time went on. The overstimulated organ was desperate for another release, but was running on empty after the last three.

Suddenly, she pulled off of him completely, exposing his shaft to the cool air. She wrapped a feathered hand around the base and began to jerk him off at a moderately fast pace, eyes trained on his twitching length.

He was getting close again, Mark realized. So very close. The pace of the Cockadiddle's stroking was starting to ever so slightly increase until-

"Master! Zoe said you found the farmer's daughter! Hey where are yo-" Emma stepped out of the corn and into clear view. The Cockadiddle's attention snapped to her right as Mark came.

The few good spurts of white that he'd managed to work up missed her face when she moved, but found a place between her soft feathered tits.

Still a win in Mark's books.

Unfortunately, the Cockadidle didn't seem to see it that way as in a flash she was on her feet, sword back in hand, and she lunged towards the Sugar Kitten before either of the two could react.

The bounding pokegirl didn't get very close to her target, however, as a small glowing speck intercepted her halfway, exploding like a firework with huge red and gold sparks on contact. The shockwave uprooted nearby corn stalks and sent the Cockadiddle flying away from both Marcus and Emma.

"Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!" Cheered Zoe as she landed nearby, an enormous grin on her face, "Did you guys see that!? I am so glad I decided on Foxglove!"

"You did great Zoe." Marcus said tiredly. He was proud of his 'girl but that Cockadiddle really sucked the life out of him.

Heh.

Oh, and speaking of her, The bird-like 'girl was back on her feet now, a little singed from the fire but otherwise alright. Seeing that she was outnumbered, she turned to flee, but was tackled and bound in a wrap from Alice - who had just burst out of the corn.

The farmer's daughter tried to get away but her arms were pinned against her sides making it useless to try to fight against the - frankly ridiculous - amount of force a snake tail as thick around as a person could generate.

"We should probably get her back to the house." Zoe pitched. "I saw where it is, i could lead you there."

"Yeah."Marcus agreed, standing on slightly shaky legs and not even trying to recover the scraps of his pants. "That sounds good. Let's do that."

Marcus followed Zoe through the corn. Alice was carying the, now unconcious, Cockadidle on one shoulder as she followed.

Pretty soon, they emerged from the corn to find a large house.

"Hey!" Alex greeted from where he was sitting on the house's front porch. "Your back soon, I thought you would've been out longe- you have no pants."

"That I do not, friend," replied Marcus snarkily, "but check out what I do have!" He gestured to the 'girl Alice was carrying.

"Is that her?"

"I hope so. Oh, and speaking of pants, can you go ask Joe if he has any pants that would fit Sarah so I could have mine back?"

Alex nodded and went inside. He came back a few moments later and tossed a pair of jeans to Marcus, who hastily put them on before heading inside.

Joe seemed to be in better shape. The bump still didn't look great, but he was walking around fine- much to the chagrin of the Milktit the kept trying to get him to lay down.

They both turned as soon as Mark walked in the door. Alice passed off the unconcious 'girl to the Milktit, who ran off to put her to bed.

Joe thanked the three tamers. He glanced outside to see that the sun was beginning to set and offered to let the three spend the night.

They all jumped at the offer, much to the farmer's amusement, and were led to guest rooms.

Exhausted by the recent "ambush" Marcus collapsed straight into bed and conked out immediately.

A few of Joe's Milktits got together the next morning and prepared a big breakfast for the three tamers and their pokegirls.

Pancakes, eggs, sausages, and tall glasses of fresh milk were ready for everyone as soon as they woke up.

After eating their fill and thanking the farmer, they were back on the road once again.

"Hey Alex?" Marcus asked.

It had been a few days since they stopped at the farm. The mountains near Violet City could clearly be seen in the distance, they weren't far now.

"Yeah"

"When are you gonna catch another pokegirl?"

Alex raised an eyebrow. "When are you gonna catch another pokegirl?"

Marcus blinked, then shook is head, "No no, I mean, you really only have Bailey to fight with, And were gonna be up against a gym leader pretty soon. Aren't you going to catch something else?"

He was quiet for a moment, "Maybe. The gym leader In Violet mostly uses flying types right? I can probably catch a Geogal in the caves up ahead."

"You know what would be really useful?" Sarah asked. "Rock types are tough, but a Geogal would be all defense. An electric type would wreck a flying type gym's day."

"So are you gonna be on the lookout for an Eleklit then?" Marcus asked.

"Me?" She responded. "Oh no, I'm not going to be battling. I'm a sex battler remember? Now what I'd really like to get a hold of is a Slimette. That's actually why I've been on the road so much."

"Aren't those banned from Sex battles?" The pokegirls in question literally lived off sex fluids, but other than that got very little from sex. Not to say they couldn't be beaten in a sex battle, but it was a feat challenging enough that most places simply banned their use.

"Not in Johto, baby!" She pumped her fist in the air.

They continued talking until they reached the caves where Alex performed what had to be the laziest capture Marcus had ever seen or would ever see in his life.

The guy just walked up to a Geogal, who was curled up on the ground asleep, and tapped her with a pokeball.

I mean, I guess that works, but who does that?

It was just nearing dusk when the lights of the small city finally appeared over the crest of a hill. The three tamers, and a few assorted pokegirls, took a moment to stop and take in the sight of Violet City in the distance.

Pokedex Entrees

FOXGLOVE, the Nightstar Pokégirl

Element: Flying/Fire

Frequency: Rare

Libido: High

Evolves: None

Evolves From: Zubutt (Fire Stone)

Foxgloves are a step up from the rather common Zubutt in almost every way. They are taller and curvier all around, with silky, reddish-gold. Their breasts are large and their wingspans are wider than before. They gain the use of fire attacks, and their echolocation enhances to the point where they can use a non-psychic version of Confusion.

They are affectionate Pokégirls and have the trademark high libido most Fire-types do. Foxgloves have a strong desire to be the center of attention and tend to get annoyed when nobody at the very least is looking at them. They prefer to be on their backs when being Tamed, as their nipples are sensitive and can be rubbed raw quite easily. Incidentally, a sturdy bra with a soft, padded interior is considered a very wonderful present for a Foxglove.

Foxgloves are fairly useful in battle. They aren't much faster than Zubutts in air, but are very maneuverable. They tend to stay above the main battle, scattering Embers from above and using Confusion to keep their opponent too rattled to attack. Her most used attack, however, is Burst. Foxgloves enjoy the fact that the attack creates such a bright flash, which has led Foxgloves to be called the Nightstar Pokégirl.

Foxgloves have a strong desire to be the center of attention. They love showing off, and like using attacks such as Burst or Brightstar to make sure that the focus is on them. This can be used to a Tamer's advantage in group battles, as Foxgloves can be used as a distraction to move an attacker's attention away from the Tamer's more powerful Pokégirls. Foxgloves are decent Alphas, but there are better choices. They can be fussy and short-tempered, but never to annoying levels, and are as loyal as Growlies. They will fiercely defend their Tamer, even if they think said Tamer is lacking in intelligence.

Feral Foxgloves are a playful breed. They actively seek out taming whenever they can, and only become dangerous if the Tamer deliberately ignores them. They don't necessarily want a Tamer, they just like having attention given to them.

MILKTIT, the Dairy Cow Pokégirl

Element: Normal

Frequency: Uncommon

Libido: High

Evolves: Minotaura (battle stress), Mooncalf (Moon Stone), Queenbra (mechanism unknown)

Evolves From: None

Milktits don't seem like much at first. Relatively easy-to-find, with appearances ranging from white-with-black-spotted fur and vaguely animalistic features to normal-looking girls with small, slightly curved horns and soft, leather-like skin. They also have some capacity for higher intelligence and tactics, although they rarely make good Alphas, the majority preferring subservient roles in the Harem. It's in their breasts that their real advantage comes from, and not just because they're spectacularly large.

A Milktit's breasts are constantly lactating, producing delicious milk to drink. When milked completely, they are never smaller than a D-Cup, but it's rare to see them at such a comparatively small size. A Milktit produces up to 45 gallons of milk per day. Inside their breasts is a series of glands which they can use to alter their milk's effects, creating a healing potion, a sedative, a hormonally affecting drug, or a hypnotic. The skin of their breasts is surprisingly elastic, capable of easily supporting all 45 gallons of milk, however for a Milktit, their breasts being that full is an unpleasant feeling, becoming more painful the larger their breasts get. Letting their breasts go unmilked for more than a day is considered abuse and you will be fined or punished accordingly. If a Milktit remains unmilked for up to a week, they will be immobilized by the sheer size of their own breasts.

Surprisingly, Milktits were made use of frequently during the Revenge War by Sukebe's forces. They were easy to feed in the field, their dietary needs easy to fulfill by simply letting them graze on nearby grass and trees, and the milk their breasts produced provided much needed health boosts for several units of Sukebe's forces. Because they were not the best fighters, however, they were also among the first breeds of Pokégirl to be officially `tamed.' The breed has remained popular to this day, especially among starting Tamers and Tamers who have trouble finding food in the wild.

One thing to take note of, is that any Pokégirl who drinks Milktit milk will herself lactate for roughly a week afterwards, their breasts swelling to accommodate the milk they're producing. The milk of those Pokégirls will not cause other Pokégirls to lactate, and they cannot make their milk anything other than healthy and delicious.

Milktit is among the more common Thresholds for young girls to go through. It's also one of the more well-accepted changes, as the girl in question gain larger, more attractive breasts.

COCKADIDDLE, the Penis-Obsessed Fowl Pokégirl

Element: Fighting

Frequency: Very Uncommon

Libido: High

Evolves: CockadiddleDeux (Normal)

Evolves From: None

Cockadiddles stand roughly 5'8 to 6'1", and tend to have B to C-cup breasts. Their eye color is often blue, gray or green. They appear largely as humans, though there are three things they often separate them (quite obviously) from being human.

The first is their small wings, usually twice as large as their shoulder blades, but not useful for more than slow their descent or helping change their trajectory. They cannot be used for flying at all. The second is the brown feathers covering a majority of their bodies. Their faces, breasts and vaginas have extremely short well-groomed feathers that are never known to move out of place. The third and most obvious is their legs. Just like a bird, their legs below the thigh are scaly and their knees are reverse-jointed. These legs, however, allow them to jump incredible distances, and combined with their sword-fighting capabilities, can make them terrifying opponents.

Cockadiddles are capable swordswomen, and oftentimes have skill comparable with a Slicer. Cockadiddles often use European-style long-swords or European-style bastard swords. They can use other types of swords, but are not nearly as comfortable in handling them.

Cockadiddles are obsessed with men, to the point that they have an instinctive "male sense". They can detect the presence of a man, not matter how well-hidden, even by magic, and will seek him out. They absolutely love the taste of semen, even cumming at the taste of it, and will go to great lengths to become part of a male tamer's harem. Dildo Queens are also acceptable, but Cockadiddles view them as a bronze medal to the gold medal of an actual man.

Of course, male tamers should beware of having a Cockadiddle, since her high libido means she will oftentimes try to "suck the well dry". Full penetration with an actual cock will often send the Cockadiddle into multiple orgasms, but tamers should save this for last, as a fully rested Cockadiddle will become almost sexually insatiable.

If no males are around, Cockadiddles will often masturbate using their sword's hilt. Cockadiddles will only have sex with other females out of boredom.

Cockadiddles cannot stand to be around cat Pokégirls, and will either attack or flee if a cat Pokégirl is in the area, even if she is with a male tamer.

BOOBISAUR, the Busty Plant Pokégirl

Element: Plant/Poison

Frequency: Common

Libido: Average

Evolves: Ivywhore (normal)

Evolves From: None

The Boobisaur is widely known almost worldwide as the classic Plant-type Pokégirl.. Her skin and hair colors vary with the seasons and local plant life, usually both a deep green during spring and summer months, red, browns and yellows during fall months, and paler light greens during wintry conditions. In all seasons, her skin is has small darker patches of skin patterning her skin in a Cheetit-like manner. The real oddity of this Pokegirl, however, is the large plant bulb growing on her back. It's usually small, about the size of a wreckball, situated on her lower back. Because of this, a Boobisaur will never sleep or lie on her back, always preferring to lie face-down, and is usually Tamed doggy-style, or with her being on top. No Boobisaur has ever been reported with anything less than a generous C cup, and many are larger than that. Despite their size though, they never sag, nor give a Boobisaur problems with back pains.

Not being particularly strong, Boobisaurs prefer to fight from a distance. Whether it's tossing a parasitic seed at them, flinging razor sharp leaves, or using her vines as whips, Boobisaurs will generally wait until their opponent is down to close, usually finishing them off with Vine Bondage, where they use their vines to immobilize and forcefully pleasure their foe, or Lust Dust to drive them into a sexual frenzy. The two attacks together are a devastating combination.

Boobisaurs are Plant-types, and as such need almost no special care to be kept alive. As long as they can get plenty of fresh water, bask in the sun for a little while, and can spend some time laying on the ground (real ground, not pavement or the floor), they're healthy. If she is injured, a Boobisaur can slowly heal herself by spending several hours just lying in the sun and not moving. This heals her wounds faster than a normal person could heal themselves, but still much slower than any real form of regeneration. A byproduct of this process is that the soil she is laying on will become very healthy and is great for growing plants. Many gardeners own a Boobisaur and will have her lay on their flowerbeds for hours or even days before planting to ensure that the soil is nutrient-rich. Even patches of badland can be made fertile again through this process.

Another pleasant side-effect of this is that, although when enjoying the sunshine they seem languid and almost drowsy, when they are finished, they are full of energy, and are quite enthusiastic to have sex. Having a Boobisaur release her Lust Dust attack on the rest of her Harem-sisters at this time will usually result in a very exhausting but enjoyable night for a Tamer.

Boobisaurs (and their evolutionary forms) all have the ability to connect with the plant life around them, which lets them learn of nearby pokegirls or humans and to sometimes track 'girls that otherwise would leave no trail. This, unfortunately, makes catching a Boobisaur something of a tricky endeavor, as, unless removed from the flora-rich environments they thrive in, they will rarely be caught unawares.

Boobisaur is one of the more common types for a Threshold girl to turn into. Feral Boobisaurs tend to run around tossing Lust Dust at random to get someone to screw them quickly.

GEOGAL, the Dependable Pokégirl

Element: Rock

Frequency: Common

Libido: Low initially, but can be higher with a tough Tamer

Evolves: Gravelgal (normal)

Evolves From: None

"Dependable as a Geogal" goes the saying, and that describes this type almost perfectly. A Tamed Geogal is usually mentally stable and fairly intelligent, not given to fits of emotional outbursts. The more skillful tamers can draw out the hidden emotions from an otherwise stoic Geogal.

Most of the time Geogals look and feel relatively human with the exception of differing shades of tan, brown, or gray camouflage-like patches, depending on what climate they grew up in. But when they harden their skin, it can become as tough as granite or steel, depending on the strength of the Pokégirl, and what they've eaten. Ingesting the minerals found in ordinary rock is what allows the Geogal to coat her body with stone. Feral Geogals keep to themselves mostly, and won't attack unless provoked. The longer a Geogal goes without Taming, the less and less active she becomes, until she almost literally shuts down. Tamers love Geogals for their high toughness and power, but that same toughness makes them difficult to catch and Tame. However, a sustained water attack will wear away the stone hardness and leave the Geogal weakened, and usually aroused. Hence, the phrase "to get a Geogal wet" has come to hold more than one connotation.

Girls with Rock-type Pokégirl ancestry who go through Threshold, tend to become Geogals more than any other type.

TITACRUEL, the Scavenger Pokégirl

Element: Water/Poison

Frequency: Uncommon

Libido: Low

Evolves: Octopussy (Water Stone)

Evolves From: Titacool (normal)

Titacruels have more numerous tentacles on their back unlike Titacools who only have few, which makes it easier for Titacruels to grab their prey. If their tentacles are cut, new ones easily grow and replace the cut ones. Titacruel are about two feet taller than Titacool, and have small breasts that are only A-cup sized, not gaining any larger breasts since evolving from its basic form.

These Pokégirls are almost completely lesbians. Titacruel are hunt often for their meals, and are known to stalk beaches all over the world for human and Pokégirl prey alike. Titacruel are amazing in battle, using their tentacles to bind their opponent or multiple opponents with paralyzing and poisonous stingers. When looking for a Taming, they prefer to take on multiple Pokégirls at once, rather than try for a one-on-one Taming with a single Tamer or Pokégirl. Titacruel are slower than their earlier evolution, due to the now compromised streamline that they once possessed with the numerous tentacles that emerge from their back and waist. However, even with the loss of mobility on land and in water, they can launch themselves quickly underwater, thanks to their ability to use their many tentacles to provide propulsion.

However, even her strength gives out when not in water for extended periods of time. A Titacruel can survive outside of a Pokéball or water for up to six hours before needing to become submerged again. They also dry up quickly in hot or extremely cold weather, and become exceedingly lethargic as they become more and more dehydrated. Titacruel rarely are caught for a Harem due to their nature of preferring Pokégirls over humans, as well as because of their fully evolved form being unable to move on land and being fully lesbian in orientation.