Anime Addventure : Pokegirls: Tendo Indiscriminate Taming School

by tutcat

Anime Addventure, Ranma, Pokegirls, other craziness, Lemony goodness (all stories up for adaption) minor fixes

2. Chapter 2

Pokegirls: Tendo Indiscriminate Taming School

Ranma stood up with a grunt.

"What the hell is going on here?" he wondered out loud. Mentally he than added, "Why was my landing spot so soft."

Looking down, he almost jumped out of his skin. A girl! He landed on a girl! Quickly has was down on his knees making sure she was alright. She wasn't.

Her clothing was soiled and torn, and her body was caked with mud and covered with shallow wound. It look like she was running from something or someone.

Ranma quickly turned her over, to get a better look at her wounds. She was beautiful. While he couldn't make out the features of her face, he could just tell.

"Are you okay," he asked.

"Hey, you, get away from her! She's MY property! I own her, and she's coming with ME!"

Ranma's mind quickly accessed this information. She was his property. Did that mean she was his slave? This girl was running away from something... could that something be her master? And from the looks of it, he was very cruel. Not that mattered. He had no idea what was going on, but he could find out later. First, he do all in his power to protect this girl.

It was his duty as a martial artist...

Ranma's battle aura exploded into life, as he exclaimed, "If you want this girl, you'll have to get through ME!" slowly he turned around,

The trainer watched the boy stand up, fairly glowing with rage. Still he was not about to be outdone by anyone.

"My name is Gary Mahogany and I'm the next Pokégirl Harem Master. While you," he took out a red and white sphere that expanded in his hand, "have just made a big mistake." He released the ball a few feet in front of him. Ranma watched as it opened releasing a red light which seemed to coalesce into a female shape.

...except she had pointed ears, a sleek black furry body, long lashing tail, razor sharp claws, demonically slitted eyes, and extended fangs that could tear the flesh from your bones!

"Feh, you haven't even got a pokégirl. What's the matter?" Gary taunted, "Got nothing to say?"

"C-c-c-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTT!" Ranma ran as fast as he could directly away from this woman-turned-cat/demon in front of him.

"Go after him." Gary ordered his pokégirl. "Don't let him get away." The shadowcat ran after the fleeing pigtailed boy as fast as she could go. "He may have seen too much." He took out another sphere and turned his attention to the fallen girl. "Finally, the pokégirl I deserve."

He was about to throw the ball at the unconscious form when the surrounding area darkened. A globe of as black as midnight appeared and seemed to suck the light in the immediate vicinity towards it. Gary was thrown back as three bolts of lightning struck the ground from the globe leaving behind three female forms.

"Aaaahhhh! Cat-cat-cat-cat-cat-cat-cat-cat!" the pigtailed boy had somehow circled back and ran right through the middle of the group with the Shadowcat hot on his trail.

"Damn he runs fast." Gary muttered to himself.

"Was that Ranma?" the short haired girl asked.

"Being chased by a black catgirl out of a hentai manga? Of course it's him." the other short haired one said sarcastically.

"Oh, my. Where are we, do you think?" the one with long hair asked.

They were all beautiful and exotic looking with almond shaped eyes. The youngest one was looking worriedly between himself, the running boy and the two girls with her. This was truly a rare find. Gary was almost drooling with the thought of taming these new pokégirls.

Two more boys came out of the woods and walked towards the group. "Yo, Gary. You catch 'er o' whut?"

"Hooo, sheet. looks like yuze a'catchin' som'tin' moor." The other boy commented.

"John, Jack," Gary said, "looks like it's party time."

The middle girl stood up, "Yo, fellas, you mind telling us exactly where we are?"

The three boys just looked at each other, nodded, took out a two colored ball and threw them at the three girls.

"Hey, watch it!" said the youngest.

"What the hell?" said the next.

"Ow. That was uncalled for." Said the oldest.

"Da hell?" said John as they all looked at their unopened pokéballs lying on the ground.

"What do you know? We've got a trio of human girls." said Gary.

"'Uman garlz, eh? Ve knows vat to do vit 'uman garlz." said Jack.

"I don't know what these guys are talking about, but I don't like it." said Nabiki

"Oh, dear." said Kasumi.

Akane stomped forward, "If you want to get to my sisters, you'll have to go through me."

"Man Sis," said Nabiki, poking the three men with a stick as she read some weird handheld computer the one called 'Gary' had on him, "you really did a number on these guys."

"They were perverts!" yelled Akane.

"Besides," she said, blushing slightly, "most of their injuries came from Ranma running them over flirting with that hentai cat girl."

"H-How is this my fault!" yelped Ranma from up in a nearby tree.

"It just is!" yelled Akane back, throwing what she thought was a rock at him.

It wasn't, and soon once more, Ranma was being chased around not only by the Shadowcat but now a Cheetit as well.

"Oh my, now there's two cat girls!" said Kasumi, as she held out her hand and caught the now empty pokéball.

"You mean there are girls in these things!" yelped Akane.

"Appears that way," said Nabiki, as she pointed the computer towards the girls. "Hey, can you two stop chasing him for a minute and come here?"

The two pokégirls stopped, before shrugging and walking up to her. After all, if it had been a battle, then their former master had to either pay with cash or them. Apparently the girls chose them.

Nodding, Nabiki pointed the device at both of them. "Now I think I have to hit this…"

CHEETIT, the Fast Cat Pokégirl.

Type: Near Human, felinoid (cheetah)

Element: Fighting/Normal

Frequency: Common in the Dark Continent north of the Sanctuary colony and its frontier territory. Uncommon (Crescent League). Very Uncommon (Crimson League). To rare elsewhere.

Diet: human standard, though heavy on meats, fish and proteins

Role: ultra-fast strike troops and range-hunters

Libido: Average (Unbonded) to High (Bonded to a Tamer)

Strong Vs: Bug, Dark, Ghost, Ice, Normal, Rock, Steel

Weak Vs: Fighting, Flying, Psychic

Attacks: Slash, Bite, Speed Punch (a machine-gun speed punching attack), Rocket Lunge and Tackle (snaring the target at high speed and spinning around to make the target nauseous), Tail Slap (similar to a Dameosaur's attack, but done at VERY high speeds), Rocket Dodge and Tackle (similar to the Rocket Lunge and Tackle, though this has a built-in defense), Tornado Run (racing around the target to create a tornado, thus knocking them out).

Enhancements: Golden furred skin with dark ring spots, semi-prehensile tail, enhanced hearing, smell and eyesight. Clawed fingers and toes for light slashing and gripping objects. The Cheetit is said to be the fastest runner on the planet, but her endurance pales against a Grizzlar or a Dameosaur. Very strong leg muscles to support her speed runs. High Endurance. ability to shift the length of it's hair at will and can heal at twice the rate of Rock Pokégirls so long as they aren't damaged with magic or Fire.

Evolves: Cheetaura (normal), Leopardess (loss of speed and unconditional love from a Tamer)

Evolves From: Catgirl (Cat E-Medal)

The Cheetit is one of the original (Sukebe-created) pokégirl breeds, a specialized version of a Catgirl obviously meant for quick in-and-out strikes against lone targets. After Sukebe vanished, Feral Cheetits wound their way to the Dark Continent and Crescent League territories, expanding to cover the ancient home range of their genetic templates, the cheetahs.

That state of affairs pretty much lasted until Sanctuary's founding in PS 196/CE 2188. At first, Feral Cheetits were captured and Tamed by the Sanctuary Goths to fill the role of frontier range guardian. However, since Cheetits are heterosexual, it was easy enough for a wandering Tamer to slave a Cheetit to himself by Taming, thus potentially opening a hole in Sanctuary's defenses. That was eventually covered when the Dameosaurs made their first appearance in PS 214/CE 2206. To ensure their frontier was kept safe, the Dameosaurs were encouraged to hunt down and kill Cheetits, thus driving them to the northern reaches of the Dark Continent. Once that was done, the Dameosaurs were made to leave the Cheetits alone. Beyond Dark Continent territory, the Cheetits also appear in the territory of the Crescent League (the old Middle Eastern states of Arabia, Persia and the Caucasus region of Europe). Prized for their speed and fighting prowess, Cheetits are often the target of visiting Tamers from afar who travel to the Crescent League to get their hands on one.

Cheetits are the fastest ground runners of all pokégirl breeds. On a level road, they've been clocked up to 350 miles per hour (563 km/h). They can't maintain such speeds for long, however; like the cheetahs of old, the Cheetit can only use her speed for short periods (in the prime of health, a Cheetit could maintain her top speed for thirty minutes before fatigue sets in). In comparison, Dameosaurs can reach 250 miles per hour (402 km/h) in a dead sprint, but they could maintain it for two hours on average.

While most Cheetits think "speed is life," they can slow themselves down for their Tamer or their Tamer's other pokégirls. Cheetits are very passionate lovers, especially if their fur is petted while being Tamed.

It is said in the Crescent League that if you make a Cheetit purr during Taming, you will have very good luck in the near future.

SHADOWCAT, the Fickle Feline Pokégirl

Type: Near Human

Element: Psychic/Dark

Frequency: Very Rare

Diet: human style foods

Role: espionage, spying

Libido: Average to High

Strong Vs: Poison, Psychic

Weak Vs: Bug

Attacks: Fade, Teleport, Scratch, Kitty Litter, Fury Swipes, Lick, Nightshade, Agility, Quick, Backstab, Armor, Spank, Go Down Enhancements: Aura Sight, Darkvision, Enhanced Hearing (x3), Enhanced Reflexes (x4), Enhanced Sight (x3), Enhanced Speed (x2)

Evolves: None

Evolves From: Cheshire (Dark Stone)

When a Cheshire, already strong with her mental powers, is given a Dark Stone, she evolves into a Shadowcat.

Shadowcats are stronger psychics than their previous forms, and can fight other psychic pokégirls much more easily, using their new Dark-type status to help protect them from mental attack. Most Shadowcats have deep colors, with blacks and dark purples being the most common, but burnt tan and silver being known, albeit rarely. They prefer subtlety to open confrontation, using their Aura Sight to determine who is the easiest for them to play off of. They can see, albeit in black and white vision only, in the complete absence of light somehow, thanks to their Darkvision enhancement.

Shadowcats are strong fighters, not because of any sheer might, but because they are incredibly sneaky. They prefer to focus on defense first, and try to use Quick as soon as possible in a fight, or before fighting if possible. Once they can act on their Quick, they will use both Armor and Fade. On the next round of combat they will let the Fade do its job, and use Agility to help them dodge any incoming attacks. With her Armor and Agility raised in addition to being hidden by the Fade, it becomes virtually impossible to detect the Shadowcat, let alone hit her. Once these defenses are up, a Shadowcat will usually circle behind her opponent and attempt to use Backstab for a quick finish. Alternately, they'll use Go Down to bring their surprised opponent to orgasm, or use Spank, taunting their foe.

Shadowcats are vain creatures, and love attention. They'll often act arrogant, being so confident in their own abilities, but they are usually playful in this, never meaning to hurt another's feelings. If treated badly, she is standoffish and uncooperative, usually using Fade to disappear right when she's needed the most. Her favorite activity is to just lie still while her Tamer strokes her body, giving her compliments. A few minutes of this will usually work a Shadowcat into a playful mood, shifting her libido to High, and she'll pull her Tamer down onto her so she can be Tamed.

Feral Shadowcats are playful hunters, stalking around under their Fade power and pouncing on chosen prey. They never hurt whoever they stalk though, instead just using Lick and lightly pawing them after pouncing them to show she won, and then bounding away to the next "victim" using Teleport to escape if pursued. Capturing a Feral Shadowcat is thusly quite hard. Threshold girls almost never become Shadowcats directly, but those who do enjoy using their newfound powers to tease people a little, and tend to act very haughty when shipped to a pokégirl ranch, as though she couldn't care less, no matter how much she's hurting inside.

"Oh my, that's pretty useful," said Kasumi.

Nabiki nodded. "We ended up in a porno-world," she finished, glaring at the still shivering Saotome.

"W-what about her?" asked Ranma, pointing to a girl hiding nearby, still winded from her escape from the three mangled tamers.

HIGH ELF, the Noble Elf Pokégirl

Type: Very Near Human

Element: Normal/Magic

Frequency: Very Uncommon (All Leagues)

Diet: vegetarian human diet

Role: Strategic thinkers

Libido: Average

Strong Vs: Ghost, Magic, Flying

Weak Vs: Fighting, Ice

Attacks: Cheer, V-Splash, Absorb, Power Bolt, Dazzle, Shield, Barrier Enhancements: Increased Magic Affinity, increased lifespan

Evolves: N/A

Evolves From: Elf (Normal)

The basic evolution of the Elf is the High Elf. Visually, not much changes. High Elves become taller and slimmer and, unlike most evolutions, do not gain any breast enhancements. They enjoy having long hair, often wearing as long as they can maintain. Some even learn special magic to hide their long hair into a special subdimension.

High Elves change the most in behavior, becoming highly logical in thought, which makes many think of them as high-class snobs. Those knowledgeable about Pre-Sukebe television programming often refer to them as "Vulcans". They don't require constant tamings, as they are like Ingenues in that they have mild Feral state, but unlike Ingenues, High Elves continually find themselves adding heavy-handed innuendo to dialogue, which can be highly embarrassing.

In bed, however, High Elves are often just as randy as high-libidoed pokégirls, even if they don't have the sexual endurance of said girls.

High Elves try to avoid being in direct combat, preferring instead to direct others with fairly good strategies. When they do enter combat, they prefer to fight at long distances or behind magical barriers to protect them, since they take double damage from Fighting techniques.

"I think that mean's she's rare," commented Nabiki.

"Oh dear, she's hurt," sighed Kasumi, as she pulled a medical kit from behind her back—she did learn from watching Mousse and Ranma often needed it enough to make carrying it practical. "I'd better tend her wounds."

"What's that thing?" asked Akane.

"I think it's some sort of advanced computer," Nabiki replied. "Think about Pokémon, this would be a Pokédex, I guess."

"So what does this mean?" Akane replied, wanting to see if one of the other guys had one. She wanted to play with one too.

"It means we ended up on a world were sex is life, females are apparently Pokémon, and I doubt we'll find some random magical device to take us back home," she finished. "Looks like we're stuck with Saotome."

"WHAT?" yelled Akane.

"Actually, that sounds correct," said the High Elf. "If your arrival was some sort of dimensional crossing, then in all likelihood you are stuck on this planet. I assume you are all one hundred percent human?"

"Yes," Nabiki nodded.

"Then you are quite lucky, that male named Gary would have tried to 'add' you to his team, most likely with a modified pokéball, had you had any poké-DNA."

"Well what if we don't want that?" asked Akane.

"The rights of the female are very limited here," she replied. "If you were not pokégirls, he would have captured you and likely sold you off to the highest bidder, as a full human female would be worth a large fortune to the right people."

"That sounds like our former Master alright," said the Shadowcat.

"That doesn't sound nice at all," said the frowning Kasumi, as she finished cleaning and bandaging the High Elf's shallow cut.

"Wait, former?" asked Nabiki.

The two cat-pokégirls nodded, as they explained the rules of battle to the four.

Needless to say, Ranma was once again running, but not from cat-girls this time.

"COME BACK HERE YOU PERVERT!" yelled Akane.

"Great," muttered Nabiki, as she called the two girls over towards the High Elf. It looked like she was going to need to come up with a plan.

Running along the underbrush and cutting through to make distance, Ranma was intent on getting away from the angered girl on his heels.

"RANMA NO HENTAI!" Akane roared, brandishing her mallet as she tried to catch up with the target of her ire. This world was just so perverted, just so evil! And she knew that by being here, Ranma would take advantage of all the perverted things it had to offer! She had to give him what for, and vent some stress at her being a possible target to have sex with for men everywhere.

"HEY!" The pigtailed martial artists called back between swiped of the mallet. "It ain't like I WANTED to end up here with ya... ya tomboy!" Thus, Ranma did what did he did best... stuff his foot into his mouth.

Seeing red from the remarks, Akane growled as she tried to take another swipe at the target of her ire with her mallet.

Yelping, Ranma ducked and rolled forward, getting back onto his feet as he continued to run for it. "HEY! Watch it!" He yelled back at Akane while dodging the mallet, making sure to jump. Stupid tomboy might kill him if she actually hit!

"RANMA NO BAK~AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Akane screamed as she suddenly fell down a crevice with a decent slope into the ground, which Ranma had avoided on reflex while trying to avoid his fiancée's temper.

"Eh?" He turned back and saw his fiancée missing in action and his eyes widened in horror. "Akane!" Ranma yelled as he ran back and jumped down after her. Stupid stubborn Tomboy! She wasn't as good as he was and a fall from that height might just kill her!

However, as soon as he landed on a ledge half-way down into the pit-like area, Ranma went wide-eyed. There was Akane, squirming about what looked like a very large spider's web. "What the hell? " He gasped out in shock at the sight. Shaking his head to get his senses back, He called out, "Akane! You all right?" He asked the latter part as he landed near the edge of the web.

Blinking her eyes a couple of times as she came back to her own senses, Akane squirmed a bit, wrestling with the stickiness. She raised her head enough to see the pigtailed annoyance standing off to the side. "Ranma, you idiot!" She shouted in a fit of anger. "Do I look... all..." she trailed off as she was staring at the large form coming out from the shadows.

The overall presentation of the being made Akane's jaw drop in shock. It was some sort of spider taur-like woman with a carapace of pure ebony, with the exception of two rows of three red dots along the back of her shoulders. Her eyes shone blood-red as it stared down at her captive. "Arachnae!" The pokégirl shouted as she opened her mouth, a ball of sticky web shooting from her mouth that erupted in a spider-web net atop of Akane.

"RANMA!" The youngest Tendo screamed as she was suddenly being enveloped in a growing cocoon of spider-webbing...

"Oh crap..." said the Shadowcat as she came to a stop next to Ranma. "It's an Arachnae! One of the tougher Bug-type Pokégirls to come across..."

Turning his head to look at the arrival, the pigtailed martial artist then shut his eyes shut as to suppress the fear growing in him. He had to not think of this feline as a danger. She seemed to know what was going on. "A what?" Ranma asked lowly. As he opened his eyes, he growling as he saw what the thing was doing to Akane. "HEY! Claws off, creep!" He yelled as he jumped forward.

"Wait! Don't!" The Shadowcat yelled after her , but it was too late. She was surprised as his jump got him all the way to where the Arachnae was, his kick knocking her away from the crazy tomboy...

...of course, that ended up with Ranma then getting stuck onto the web. "Aww, damn it!" He cursed.

Although the majority of her was tied up already, Akane, could still see. She tried to yell at Ranma to do something to save them, although it was muffled.

The Shadowcat winced as she saw the situation her new owner had gotten himself into. "Don't worry Master!" She called to him. "Bug-types may be the one Pokégirl that has the elemental advantage on me, but I'll protect you!"

Using her lower legs to turn herself about and right-side up in her place on the web, the Arachnae hissed in anger as she glared at the human male and the Shadowcat with anger in her eyes. She opened her maw, her mouth dripping poisonous fluids.

Backing up, the martial artist was automatically on the defensive. "Okay, now that's just creepy..." Ranma muttered while he watched the fluids which dripped ate away at the webbing that he and the spider-thing were standing on.

As her poisonous drool finally started to cap, the Arachnae had her full attention to the male human stuck within the confines of her web's surface. She opened her mouth wider, and used the Stringshot technique, splattering a quick wiring of webbing all around Ranma to immobilize him enough. Satisfied that he was caught, she then turned her attention to the screaming female, as she began to cover her faster rate with her regular, and much stickier Web technique.

"Oh no!" The Shadowcat shrieked before she disappeared into thin-air. She then reappeared right next to Ranma, before she held onto him and disappeared once again. As miraculously as she had disappeared and first couple of times, she reappeared in the original spot she had been perched, along with her now string-free master. Teleport was a most amazing and useful technique, after all. "Are you all right, Master?" The Shadowcat asked of her studly pigtailed owner.

"I think-ACK!" Ranma cried out as he suddenly jumped back from the black-furred feline female. His hand going over his chest to try and calm the beating, Ranma was taking deep breath. Damn it, he was so not going to get used to this anytime soon!

The reaction she got caused the pokégirl to frown. Maybe he was just in shock about the Bug-type that was going to eat the Tomboy? Too bad really, but she hadn't been ordered to save her, and... Well, damn, she was completely covered in webbing now!

It was as the two looked at covered Akane, the Cheetit finally caught up with the group. "Damn it!" She cried out in exasperation. "Don't leave me back there like that again! This forest is so dense, I can't run through it well... woah..." She trailed off in shock, gasping as she caught sight of what her new master and Harem-sister were looking at. "That Tomboy's gonna get eaten..."

"WHAAAT!?" Ranma yelled in shock at the spotted pokégirl's proclamation. He turned to get a good look at the scene going on before him and realized that WAS what was going to happen. "Damn it! I can't let that happen!"

The Cheetit sighed. It was her master's right to use her as needed, but she wasn't going to like it. Her hand going to his shoulder, she offered, "Want me to do it? I'm not necessarily considered strong against Bug-types, but I'm better than Alice over there."

"HEY!" The Shadowcat growled out. "It's not my fault, Cyan!" She complained to her harem sister. "I'm a Dark/Psychic-type pokégirl! While I may be only really weak against one element due to such a combination, Bug-type is THAT element! She could really hurt me..." she then took a breath. "Besides, Master didn't command for me to try and save her, and he didn't command you either."

The spotted cat-type blinked her eyes once, twice... "Oh yeah." She then stood down and simply watched as the Arachnae hovered over Akane. After all, having been PokéBalled, the Cheetit, like many pokégirls before her, got conditioned cycled, and realized that she had to follow the will of her master and not act out on her own if she knew what was good for her!

Looking back and forth between the two feline women that creeped him out, the pigtailed man was becoming exasperated by how these two seemed to have no will of their own. What the heck was with them!? "Screw this..." Ranma muttered as he summoned forth his chi. He wasn't about to let his uncute fiancée get eaten by some sort of ugly bug! "Mouko Takabisha!" He roared out as he thrust his hands forward, letting the chi blast fly forward to strike the arachnid-like woman head on!

Both the Shadowcat and the Cheetit stared as their master let loose a large ball of chi. "Wow! Does he have Fighting-type blood?" The Shadowcat asked no one in particular as the glowing ball of spiritual energy went roaring between the distance of her master and the Arachnae.

"If he does, it ain't going to work..." the Cheetit said, speaking from experience. And as if to prove her right, the chi ball hit the Arachnae. Yet, even as it aimed true, the full brunt of the concussive force seemed to fizzle out against her. The Arachnae simply grumbled in annoyance before biting down onto the web-covered Akane with a spurt of red.

"AKANE!" Ranma screamed out in disbelief at his attack failing to stop that thing which was eating Akane. "WHAT HAPPENED!?" He demanded to know.

Wincing at her master's screamed, the Cheetit Cyan nervously answered. "Uh... Arachnae and Bug-types in general have a superior element to Fighting-type pokégirls and techniques. You'd have only done half damage compared to full extent of your normal strength at best..."

Eyes wide at that explanation, Ranma shrieked, "What the hell can I do then!?"

"You can order us to try and fight for you..." Alice winced at the look he gave them. "Although I admit we couldn't do much to help. We're both kind of weak against her and... well, we could end up joining your Tomboy." She looked down at the squirming form of Akane, the woman's screams muffled as the Arachnae drank her blood from the side of her abdomen.

Ranma looked at the Shadowcat desperately. "There's gotta be something you can do! Can't you..." he bit his lower lip as he tried to think of something. "I dunno... teleport that thing over the edge of the cliff?" He asked as he pointed at the spider-thing. He really didn't want Akane ending up as food for that beast.

Blinking her eyes at her master's suggestion, the Shadowcat admitted, "I don't think that's how you PokéBattle, but..." she slowly grinned as a thought came to her. "I think I know just the place!" She then used her technique of Teleport once more, disappearing from her place next to Ranma. She then reappeared right atop the feasting Arachnae before disappearing along with the Bug-type!

Time passed for a few seconds before a very tired-looking Alice reappeared. "You're right, Master. It did work!" She seemed rather proud of herself and her new master's ingenuity. "Wow, I never thought one could PokéBattle like that!" She gave Ranma a very wide smile which unnerved him a little because of how she looked. "You're a very smart master, Master. I look forward to serving underyou." She gave him a playful and knowing smile with that last part.

"Uh..." Ranma gawked a little as he tried to suppress the shiver of fear going up his spine. There were more important things to take care of at the moment! "Can we get Akane out now?" The state she was in was absolutely unnerving.

The Cheetit winced as she heard her master's request. "She might be dead..." she warned him. She wasn't hearing any noises, though the girl may have just passed out due to blood and air loss. Still, she could see how much her master liked that Tomboy so Cyan did as her master commanded. Landing by the webbing, she gently pulled the sticky web-covered Tomby off from the large spider web, trying to use her sharp claws to open up the sack. She let out a sigh of relief as she saw Akane was breathing, albeit shallowly. "She lives, Master!" She called up to Ranma.

Hearing that, Ranma sighed in relief as he slumped forward. "Good..." he mumbled lightly before calling out, "Okay, Cyan! Get her outta there!" If one thing was certain, he'd have to watch out for that stupid tomboy even more closely than he did before. Things were just too dangerous in this world!

The Cheetit carefully brought the unconscious girl out the pit. "I got her, Master. She's injured, and is going to need medical attention. Fortunately, there should be some medical supplies with our former master's things." She made a face as she asked, "What are we going to do with the grandson of Stroak?" She may have disliked that little bastard that had been her previous owner, but she respected his grandfather.

Before Ranma could think of an idea i.e. one that didn't involve beating a person black and purple, a very skunk-like woman burst though the brush. "What's going on here!?" She shouted as she continued running to the group. Now unlike most pokégirls, this one was wearing a full outfit. Similar to military regalia out of Nazi Germany plus a red cape, this girl was also carrying what looked like a large firearm of some sort. She'd been attracted to all the shouting and noises while she'd been making her way through this forest maze and wanted to know what was going on.

Staring the blonde up and down, Alice whistled appreciatively. "Wow! That's some nice clothing you got there. You must have a very giving master for him to afford you such clothing. Nice weapon too!" She gave the assumed pokégirl a thumbs-up.

The skunk-like girl looked the group over, a deep frown adorning her face. "Darn it! More of those Tamers! First some jackasses take Jeremy and Ichikoo captive, and now this!?" She aimed her weapon at the group menacingly.

Holding his hands up in a warding fashion, Ranma shook his head in a negative fashion. "No, no way! Not us! We ain't here to cause trouble!" He may have been prideful and confident in his martial arts skills, but he didn't like to fight against guns!

Seeming to put two and two together, Alice tapped her chin and nodded. "Oh, I get it. So you're like our master then, not from here?"

To that response, the skunk-like girl blinked her eyes in confusion. "Wait... what?" She looked at Ranma curiously as she lowered her weapon slightly, understanding starting to dawn on her. "You're not from here?" She asked the Asian male point-blank.

Lowering his hands and feeling relief as he no longer had the woman's weapon trained on him, Ranma diplomatically answered. "Uh... nope!" Looking the put-off woman in the eyes, he tried to explain it as best he could. "Look, as far as I can tell, there was some sort of magical accident. An accident that ended up sending me here along with my fiancée and her two sisters!"

"Oh thank God..." Asrial breathed out a sigh of relief before looking into the male's blue eyes, this time without the malice she'd been feeling. "Listen... my name is Asrial Salusia. My friends and I ended up here in some sort of magical influx as well... well everything melted around us before going black." She winced, as she realized she should apologize. "Sorry about that... mister...?"

"It's Saotome Ranma, and it's all right, understandin' the situation and all." Crossing his arms over his chest, Ranma nodded his head firmly. "As for the description you gave me... same here. But when we landed, we were attacked by some little jerk and his goons as soon as we came to."

Hearing that made the Salusian wince. "I can also say the same happened... but it was a bunch of people in black uniforms with red R's on them. They took down Ichikoo and Jeremy told me to run..." Asrial let off a depressed sigh. "And I couldn't get any help! When I found people, they kept throwing these red and white spheres at me as soon as I approached them! And those hurt, you know!" She shouted angrily, just annoyed with the whole situation.

"Well, you do look like a Skunkette..." Cyan muttered, understanding how Tamers could mistake this new-comer for a pokégirl. "Not to mention that you're very pretty. Any Tamer would want you as part of their Harem."

Despite the situation, Asrial blushed through the white part of her facial fur. When she saw the group staring at her, she shook her head violently to shake off her embarrassment. "Look! We don't have time! This group took my friends, and there are also these weird plant things about too! While running to find some help, I saw a bunch of them attacking a group of three sleeping males and three women. Two of the women looked like Asians, and the third was like an Elf!"

Ranma blinked and his eyes in surprise at that statement before they widened in understanding. "Hey! That sounds like the rest of my group and those jerks who attacked us!" He frowned as he realized the other two Tendo girls were in danger! They had no fighting skills whatsoever! "We gotta go save them!"

Looking down at the corpses of Gary's lackeys, Nabiki couldn't help but stare in open fear and awe. After the pokégirl had finished with them, they looked to be a combination of partially deflated and dried out. The more yellowish of the two Plant-type pokégirls slowly began reeling her vines from the two bodies that had been Jack and John, before they coiled underneath the numerous petals that served as a dress-like design on her. "How the hell did she do that to them?" She whispered to herself in complete disbelief. It seemed there was more to this world than being a mix of a PokéMon game and some pervert's fantasy.

On Nabiki's left and also stuck to the tree High Elf winced at the grotesque sight that had been left behind. She then spoke in low tones over to her fellow captive as to not get the attention of the two Plant-type pokégirls. "Weepingbutts are normally scavengers but they absolutely adore feeding on healthy, living tissue... those two unconscious males were no trouble for her to eat." She looked over to her left at the unconscious Kasumi. "At least they didn't eat your sister yet."

To middle Tendo sibling's right was the little bastard that attacked them. Tears pouring down his face, Gary was screaming his head off while he struggled with the sap that glued him to the tree. "I can't believe she ate Jack and John! I don't want to die! I want to go home! I want to go home!"

"SHUT UP!" Nabiki shouted at the idiot. "We can't go anywhere, can we!?" She asked angrily as she made her point by trying to pull herself free. Whatever that sappy substance was that the thing had spit at them all, it was effectively pinning them to the tree. When Gary started crying louder, Nabiki growled as she couldn't believe her dumb luck. "This kind of stuff's only supposed to happen to Akane..." she muttered to herself. Where the hell was that idiot jock Ranma when you really needed him!?

However, before Nabiki could wonder further on her situation, she was surprised as the very green-skinned girl walked over to them with a playful smile on her face. She was holding the knife which had been in a small scabbard alongside one of the lackey's boots. "Vinebra..." the girl giggled as she started to cut Nabiki's clothing free.

The most mercenary of the Tendo girls raised an eyebrow. "Oh great... did Happosai plant you or something?" It would just be her luck that the ancient pervert would plant something like this to get at her. At least, that's what she told herself; while his sort of place, there was probably no way he knew about this world. What she was really trying to do with the banter keep her cool, but she could barely do that. She was victim of this thing's non-existent mercy!

Once she had the human woman standing there nude, the Vinebra brought a hand up to push some of her vine hair out from her face. She then brought both her hands up to slowly caress Nabiki's breasts for a moment. "Vine... bra!" She shouted in exclamation before pulling Nabiki free, the sap somehow finally allowing her to come loose.

The Weepingbutt grinned as her vines began to slowly uncoil out from under her skirt-like leaves before they struck out at the naked Nabiki. Her vines wrapped tightly around the helpless human woman, a vine going around each limb before they pulled towards the forest floor, bringing her down to her hands and knees while one vine threw several loops over her shoulders before it wrapped tightly around her neck.

When Nabiki opened her mouth to scream, the end of that bulbous-tipped vine drove into her mouth and down her throat. "MMRPH!?" The middle Tendo sibling's eyes widened. What the hell was this thing doing? As the vine in her mouth started to plunge back and forth in her throat, Nabiki's eyes widened in understanding. Dear sweet kami, it wanted to rape her! With a renewed sense of desperation, she struggled harder against the inhumanly strong vines that were holding her still.

"Vinebra, bra, bra..." the Vinebra seemed to laugh as she brought a hand down between her legs. She felt her love petals there for a moment, a green light shimmering along her fingers and the nearby patch of grassy area began to shimmer the same sort of light along numerous blades of grass before it suddenly happened. The grass blades uprooted themselves and seemed to move along an invisible wind. The pokégirl removed her hand and allowed the blades to form along the front of her pubic area as she used the ultimate Plant-type Sex technique: Grass Cock! With the blades smoothening out into a near-perfect shape of a man's phallus, the pokégirl got on her knees behind her captive. Hands holding firmly onto her ass, she then plunged the faux-cock deep into Nabiki's folds!

At the force of the sudden penetration, Nabiki's eyes widened in horror. Oh this was not happening! She was NOT going to get laid by this thing!

But as the Vinebra continued to plunge back and forth inside of her moistening sex, the middle Tendo sibling had to face the truth. That was what was happening; the thing was forcing itself on her! "MMMMMPH!" Nabiki cried out around the vine that gagged her as she was taken roughly from behind. Her body jolted forward from a sudden smack to her ass.

Biting onto her lower lip, the High Elf couldn't believe what she was watching. "This... this is horrible!" Those Plant-type pokégirls were taking the human woman so roughly, and she knew this would only be the start of it. Even if they were simply forcing her to be Tamed now, they would want much more of her soon.

"Horrible?" Gary asked as he watched with rapt attention. "This is incredible! Best Sex Battle ever if you ask me! And believe me, I've seen a lot of them before." He sniffed his nose, trying to get the small droplet of blood that was leaking to stop.

Turning her head to look over at her former master, the High Elf glared at the rat bastard grandson of the famed Pokégirl Researcher Professor Alphonse Mahogany Stroak. "By the Thousand Gods, you really are such a douche!" She shouted at the human whose morals were lower than a sea-slug's belly.

"Bra, bra, bra!" The viridian shaded pokégirl laughed heartily as gave her victim's pert ass firm slap after firm slap. She held on tighter to those soft, fleshy butt-cheeks as she began to plunge her faux-dick harder and faster into her pussy. She licked her lips as she could literally taste the sexual fluids she was sucking into her body through the Grass Cock technique.

As the Vinebra introduced her special technique to their victim in an intimate way, the Feral Weepingbutt threw several more loops over the human's head. Her vines seemed to suddenly blur for a moment as dozens upon dozens of thin, tiny rootlets grew rapidly from them and down into Nabiki's skin, digging in through the young woman's pores. The bulbous heads of the two vines holding her arms opened up, revealing what looked like little suction cups which then latched onto and sucked on her nipples.

At the sudden change to the treatment she was getting, the middle Tendo's eyes widened in shock and disgust. "MMMMPH!" She tried to protest, but kami! That thing really knew how to make a girl squirm and feel awesome... Nabiki's eyes widened as she felt herself cum and HARD around the faux-phallus that was plundering her insides. "HHHHHGGGDDSSSS!"

Yet even as she was being brought to orgasm and in the midst of it, Nabiki's mind was active. She couldn't believe she was cumming from this rape! But then... dear kami, when was the last time she actually got it this good? It was rather sad to think that being raped by two vegetation women was the best sex she had in the longest time, but her body was enjoying it...

Feeling her meal cum, the Vinebra seemed to revel in the feelings as her Grass Cock continued to slowly absorb the sexual fluids as the human woman gave them off, feeding the pokégirl what her victim had to offer. As she ate she nodded her head to her partner, motioning for the other pokégirl to begin eating as well.

Nodding her head in return, the Weepingbutt went to work. The pokégirl forced her victim's body to relax as the rootlets of the vines delivered a small dosage of neurotoxin, slowly rendering her body immobile as the toxins began to shut down her large muscles groups. The yellow-green vines slowly turned a bright violet in coloration as they began to absorb fluid and nutrients from her, the pokégirl now starting to feed on Nabiki as it previously had the two men.

Feeling a numbed pain jolting through her body, Nabiki knew this was it. "MMRRPH!" She tried to cry out around the thrusting vine in her throat, but to no avail. The Tendo girl couldn't help but begin to cry, tears trailing down her cheeks as she realized she was being murdered for food and there was nothing she could do to stop it. "Oh please, someone help me!" She thought fearfully.

Fortunately for the woman, her prayers were answered as a mess of people rushed into the clearing from amidst the thick growth of trees. "Leave them alone!" Asrial roared as she aimed her weapon and shot a stream of flame, hitting the yellow-skinned pokégirl directly.

Her eyes widening, the Weepingbutt pulled back as her backside was suddenly aflame, her vines disconnected from her and stuck to Nabiki; a defensive measure of the Weepingbutt biology. The Feral pokégirl ran into the forested area, screaming louder in pain as she made distance between herself and her attacker, leaving small patches of flame here and there on damp wood that would go out with a small passage of time. It was a good thing it had rained last night, lest it be the start of a forest fire.

"Vinebra!" The green-skinned pokégirl growled menacingly at the new group as she slapped her hands on Nabiki's ass, grinding the Grass Cock into the human's folds in a show of dominance. She snarled as she saw the Skunkette come towards her with the obviously human weapon.

Pointing the Salusian rifle right in the Vinebra's face, Asrial growled back. "This is the only warning you get. Leave now." A small flame was still flickering at the nozzle end of the weapon as she had it in flame-thrower mode.

Shivering at the sight of fire, the Vinebra realized that retreat would be the better part of valor here. She relinquished her hold on Nabiki, slowly withdrawing the faux-cock. As she did, the plant phallus broke apart into blades of grass, the Vinebra meanwhile rising to her feet. Staring at Asrial angrily, the Plant-type pokégirl then turned tail and ran, disappearing deep into the woods.

The pigtailed martial artist rushed over to and dropped down by Nabiki's side. "Nabiki!" Ranma yelled as he picked up her nude form and cradled her gently. "Please! Say something!"

Opening her eyes slowly, Nabiki looked up at Ranma with vision that was blurred for a few moments before finally clearing up. She could see the worry on the idiot's face and somehow... that made her feel better. "What... took you so... long?" She managed to gasp out before pant of breath. Yet even with what had occurred, she couldn't help but smirk slightly at the dumb jock. It was a relief to see him.

However, before Ranma could say anything to Nabiki, his Cheetit answered for him. "Master's Tomboy was injured!" She shouted as she cradled the unconscious Akane, the right side of her clothing a dark red in coloration, turning black. "We need to get former master's med-kit!"

"HEY!" Gary shouted in indignation. "That's my stuff! I paid for it!" He roared at Alice as she began to go through his backpack

"Oh, shut up!" The black-furred feline pokégirl called back to the rat bastard Tamer. "Master needs it more than you!"

"HEY!" Gary shouted once again at the Shadowcat. "What the hell are you talking about!? I OWN YOU!"

"Not anymore!" The Cheetit smirked as she answered for her sister, for them! She smiled wider as her former master yelled in indignation. Served him right, the little bastard!

Coughing out to try to clear her throat, the Magic-type pokégirl spoke up. "Um... Alice? Cyan? Would one of you be so kind as to let me and the other human woman down now?" The High Elf asked in a soft, demure voice.

"Oh, sure Cassandra," Alice replied. She then took the knife that had been thrown onto the ground, making sure to bend over in a way to give her new master an excellent view of her ass before she stood up. Walking over to the bound pair, she began to cut away slowly at the hardened sap holding the High Elf and the eldest of the human women.

A deep frown on his face, the pigtailed man felt just awful for what Nabiki had gone through. "I am so sorry about this Nabiki..." Ranma apologized as he gently pulled the vines off from Nabiki, the sensation of him pulling the roots out feeling to the middle Tendo daughter like she was getting waxed; numerous hairs being plucked out at once by the root. "I hope that doesn't hurt too much"

"...Owww..." Nabiki deadpanned. Really, it did hurt like the dickens, but it wasn'tthat bad, nothing compared to what it liked to have fluids being sucked out of her from various junctions of her body. Looking over to the Cheetit tending to her sister, at least she could honestly say she was better off than Akane was. Poor girl looked half-dead. Whatever attacked her really tore into her.

And it was that realization that made Nabiki really try to take stock of their situation. At first, she guessed this could be like PokéMon, and it was in some ways... only it was a lot more dangerous than the actual game... it was real, and the wrong choices could cost them their lives.

But first things first! They needed to get healed up and find out who this new skunk-like woman was!

Struggling against his sappy bonds, Gary Stroaks roared out in defiance at his current situation. "HEY!" He shouted to the tallest human girl with the bandage around her head. "You leave my hot-plate and food alone! That's my gear! I paid for it all with the money my dad left me when he got killed in that racing accident!"

"This is all you could afford with that money?" The pigtailed martial artist asked in a somewhat mocking tone. "Your dad must've been piss-poor!" Ranma said, drawing a few chuckles from the pokégirls. His dad never had any regular source of income when they were on their training Journey, and he and his Pops had more than this!

"Fuck no!" Gary shouted at the people that were mocking him. "I have an RV about a half-mile back that way," he motioned to his left with his head, "that I bought with the money. And I'll have you know it's a sweet right with-HEY!" He shouted as he saw everyone getting up. "Where do you think you're all going!?"

"To the RV, where else?" The Cheetit asked innocently enough. Cyan then smirked at the look on Gary's face before she helped her master by carrying his unconscious and injured Tomboy for him. Besides, it would be best to drive in this area rather than walk. Who knew what kinds of nasty Bug-type or simply predatory pokégirls would come out at night?

"You have your ride stocked at least, right?" Asrial asked, pointing her weapon at the dickweed to get an answer from him.

A trickle of sweat pouring down the side of his face, Gary chuckled nervously. "Uh... yeah... fridge is packed and my RV has the majority of my goods. Like food, clothing, First Aid Kit, and pokégirl goods." He then smirked, feeling he had one over on these human women and pokégirls. "But you don't know where the key is do you!?" That would show these crooks!

The Gary's pointless blustering, Ranma shrugged his shoulders. He had spent time at more than a few places in his life, and he knew a few tricks. "Big deal!" He said dismissively. "We'll just hot-wire the thing." Those Americans at that US Naval base really did know how to teach a young boy some rather important things in life.

"Wait!" Gary shouted at the retreating group. "You can't leave me out here all alone!" He shrieked fearfully. "Feral pokégirls could find me, and then I'd be a late night snack without any of my stuff!"

Staring at Gary angrily, Ranma blinked as he felt a hand touch his shoulder. Looking over to see the eldest Tendo holding onto him, he sighed and nodded his head when Kasumi gave him a little squeeze. "Fine..."

"Oh thank you!" Gary said as the Shadowcat began to finally cut him free of the tree sap. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He dropped to his hands and knees, bowing prostrate before Ranma.

Looking down at the groveling Gary, Ranma could help but smirk as a thought came to him. "Oh, don't thank me yet..." He chuckled mysteriously, causing Gary to blink.

"Oh, come on! This isn't cool!" Gary screamed from atop of the RV where he was being chained down. He struggled against his new bonds, but to no avail.

"Don't worry about it!" The Cheetit said reassuringly. "I'm sure that Master won't run into too many low-hanging branches." Cyan chuckled as she and Ranma started to finish tying him down to the top of the armored RV.

Hearing that, Gary struggled more valiantly against his chains. "You can't do this to me!" He shouted angrily. "I'm rich! I'm famous! I'm the grandson of Professor Stroak! I swear to the Thousand Gods when I get out of this, I'm going to sick so many OfficerJennys on all of you that you pokégirls will get Level Five Taming Cycled, and Pigtail over there will be the girlfriend of some guy named Butch!"

"Oh will you shut the hell up already!?" Asrial yelled as she pulled tighter on the chains before looking the chain she held around the same outer-bar of a ladder attachment to the roof. She then put a padlock on two paired up lengths of said chain to make sure it wouldn't move from place or loosen one iota.

"No, I will not you stupid biiIIIEEE!" Gary screamed as Ranma 'accidentally' tightened the chain around his arm, making a cracking noise as he did such.

"Yeah, yeah..." Ranma mumbled in annoyance as he started to tie the chain up securely. "You heard Asrial. Be quiet already!"

Whimpering at the abuse he was being recipient of, Gary mumbled, "So unfair..."

"Life's unfair..." Nabiki snapped at the bastard as she walked out of the RV's side door wearing pair of jeans and a black t-shirt; her feet had socks but no shoes. Although both pieces were a little big, (probably having belonged to Gary's deceased goons) she had a belt around her waist to keep the pants from falling down. "I was raped by a pair of vegetables, but you don't see me freaking out about it!" The middle Tendo sister all but growled at the whiny bastard that tried to PokéBall her and her sisters earlier.

Letting go of the chain, Ranma sighed as he heard Nabiki verbally tearing Gary a new one. While he agreed that the little creep deserved treatment, what Nabiki said got to him as well. He still felt guilty about not getting to her in time to stop what had happened. "Nabiki..." he spoke to the Tendo girl. "I'm sorry 'bout not getting there in time to help. We were kind of a distance away."

Oddly enough, Nabiki just shrugged off Ranma's apology. "Whatever Saotome. It wasn't your fault and I can handle myself." She then smirked at the pigtailed teenager. "Besides, it wasn't too bad. Odd, yes... but not too bad..." at least until they tried digesting her. Then it had plain sucked.

Ranma blinked his eyes in shock, looking at the middle Tendo sister whom had a contemplative look on her face. "Don't tell me you enjoyed that..." he mumbled in pure surprise.

"Not the nicest I've had but I'll say this much..." she shrugged her shoulders a bit before she turned to face Ranma. She smirked as she caught him blushing. "It was the best sex I had in awhile. Now if only they'd been out to pleasure me rather than themselves..."

His arms dropping to his sides, Ranma just stared at Nabiki in complete shock, his whole body twitching lightly. There was no way she said that, no way that he heard her say that! "You gotta be kidding me..." he mumbled in shock of the woman.

Giving him a serious look, Nabiki asked in a curt tone, "Since when do I kid, Saotome?" She then frowned at the look on his face as she explained to him. "The only thing about this world that truly scares me so far is that I've looked through three wallets, and they all have cards rather than paper money..."

Staring as his fiancée's sister pulled out a card to show him, Ranma asked, "What's wrong with that?" Even thought he was talking to her, he was still mentally trying to comprehend that Nabiki hadn't actually minded getting fucked like that. He'd thought Nabiki was all bluff in that aspect but apparently she knewsomething!

"Because I'll need to learn how to use this if we want to keep going and living..." Nabiki said seriously. She looked towards the Shadowcat and Cheetit. "Do either of you know how to use these cards?"

Nodding her head, Alice quickly responded, "I do, Mistress Nabiki! My former master used to have me handle his finances for him, since he tended to spend his money quickly." She pointed to the card that the Tendo girl was holding. "That is a Credit Card. It's used to make electronic money transactions at places. Each card is hooked up to an account where people store their Standard League Credits; SLC for short. It's electronically handled and standardized by banks as to make commerce between Leagues less complicated and keep the economies moving. Most Tamers tend to swipe Credit Cards they receive into their PokéDexes and use that as their all-purpose Credit Account. My former master was always lazy about getting that done."

At all the talk about commerce in this work, Asrial shook her head; money-making and business reminded her too much of her home-world of Salusia. Finishing with the chains, she got down from off the RV. "Look," she spoke up suddenly to get everyone's attention. "Can discuss all this later? We need to get going before it gets dark and the Feral nocturnal pokégirls come out and make mince-meat of our ticket out of here?" She thumbed back at the recreational vehicle. Past that, the group could see the sun was lowering into the horizon past the treetops.

"Hey! Don't treat it like a piece of junk! My RV is better than that!" Gary shouted, his pride coming to the fore. "It's built with three-inch tempered steel plating! It can handle a barrage of stings from a BuzzBreast swarm for up to ten minutes! Even the glass of the windshield and windows are bullet-proof as to last at least three minutes! We have all the time in the world!" He'd put a lot of work and money into his ride, and he wasn't going to let anyone talk crud about it!

Ranma simply shrugged his shoulders. To him, that was fine. Besides, he was tougher than most people, so he had nothing to worry about. At least, that's what he told himself. "That's fine, but what about you?" He asked with a grin.

His eyes widening as realization struck him, Gary fearfully shouted, "GET TO DRIVING! GET TO DRIVING!" He squealed like a stuck pig as he tried to flail about, even as his arms and legs were being held down by heavy-duty chain.

Shaking his head at the antics of the jerk whose goods were currently making life somewhat easier here for them, Ranma slowly looked over to the Salusian. "Hey, Asrial? Can you drive?"

Blinking her eyes at that question, the Salusian of royal descent asked, "You can't?"

"Last time I tried, I crashed a military jeep into the Tokyo Tower." Seeing Nabiki and Asrial both look at him as if he were crazy, Ranma simply shrugged. Hey, it wasn't his fault! Those crazy American Navy officers put that 'NOS' stuff into the jeep in the first place!

Shaking her head at that statement, Asrial sighed in exasperation. "Looks like I'm driving, but..." she looked around at the group. "To where? We don't know the landscape or which way to civilization. And I still need to find my friends. They were taken captive by those guys in black outfits with red-colored 'R' insignias."

"Red R's?" Gary asked curiously. He blinked his eyes once, twice, and then laughed as he realized what the Skunkette-like girl was talking about. "Oh man, are they screwed! Even worse than when that chick with the rack was when she was getting it from that Vinebra and Weepingbutt at the same time!"

Glaring lightly at the idiot on the roof, Nabiki managed to suppress her anger quickly enough to ask, "And why is that?"

"Because those guys she's talking about were obviously members of Team Rocket!" Gary told her in a tone of voice that head an air of being matter-of-fact. "They're the local criminal syndicate in the Indigo League; those guys are a group of organized infamous pokégirl thieves. Your buddies were probably drafted, robbed and killed, or Love 'Balled, depending on their gender and usefulness."

"Love 'Balled?" Ranma, Nabiki and Asrial asked in unison. What the heck was that?

"It's an illegal PokéBall," Gary explained. "Although normally designed to work on males specifically, it does work on human women as well. Basically, it catches people despite them being human, and changes them into pokégirls depending on their genetic ancestry and/or the programming of the PokéBall." He smirked at the faux-Skunkette. "Which means... if your friends are male, they may now be someone's brand new pokébitches and getting to know their new masters better as we speak."

Her eyes going wide, the Salusian screamed, "WHAT!?" Asrial growled angrily, her eye twitching in anger and annoyance. "They better not!" She shrieked. Oh, she would so kill every single one of those assholes if what Gary said was true!

Seeing as the Salusian was going into a rage, Ranma gently grabbed her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Hey, we'll find them, all right?" He told Asrial. "First thing though..." he looked around at the gathered women, before his view settled on the horizon, the sky turning a deep red as the sun was setting. "We gotta get outta here!"

"That's certainly true!" Gary agreed with the jerk that took his pokégirls. "Of course, if you let me go now, I can tell you everything I know about this world." He seemed to take on an air of smugness. "I am, after all, the grandson of the esteemed Professor Stroak, and grandpa taught me everything he knows! It's destined that someone like me, with the looks, money, and fame become the next great Harem Master. You should be grateful that our paths crossed!"

There was silence for a moment before Alice spoke up. "I could be a better guide for you, you know..." she told the group of people she liked and her new master. There was no way she was going to let her old master get anything over on this group!

At his pokégirl's proclamation, Ranma nodded his head at the Shadowcat. "All right, Alice... show us how to get outta here then."

A sweat-drop appeared on the side of her head. "I meant I would guide you as to getting you all adjusted to this world, not a physical, 'give manual directions' guide..." she lowered her head in shame, fidgeting where she stood. "Sorry, Master."

Frowning lightly, Ranma asked, "So we have to listen to that ass up there?"

At the pigtailed martial artist's ignorance, Nabiki rolled her eyes in annoyance. "The idiot didn't mean it like that either, Saotome..." she told him seriously. Shaking her head, she then turned her attention to Asrial. "I believe you said you'd drive?" She then pointed at the Shadowcat. "While she may not be able to show us the exact way out, I believe she can at least give us some direction to go. She must have some clue as to where we are." She looked over to Alice. "Right?"

"Well..." the Shadowcat hummed and gnawed on her bottom lip as she thought about what she knew about their location. "That depends where you want to go really and deal with. While it's true that I'm not exactly knowledgeable about the layout of Buggy Woods, I know if we go North, we'll reach Pewtit City, and if we go South, we'll head to Viridick City..." she frowned slightly. "Trust me when I say we should head to Pewtit. It may be somewhat restrictive in pokégirl freedom, but Viridick is one of the most Anti-Pokégirl cities in the entirety of the Indigo League, and they check everyone that goes through their city at armed security check-points..."

That made Gary speak up. "Hey!" He shouted at his Shadowcat. "There isn't anything wrong with Viridick! That place knows how to put pokégirls in their place, that they're things that should be seen and not heard, and do everything their masters tell them to; for if they don't, they'll deserve the beatings and punishments they earned!" He huffed in annoyance. "And besides, Viridick knows how to treat people; we are superior to pokégirls, being real humans!"

Ranma, Nabiki and Asrial all looked at each other for a moment before they all replied in unison, "Pewtit."

It was then that the eldest Tendo stuck her head out of the side-door to the RV. "Oh, I do hope they at least treat human women decently in Pewtit City..." Kasumi spoke up. "I'd like to know if I can safely use some of these SLC things to get us some groceries. I just checked the refrigerator and cupboards in the kitchenette and all he has here are bottles upon bottles of beer, some processed cheese slices, a bottle of mustard, a bag of moldy bread, some instant ramen cups, and some bags of this stuff called 'PokéChow'."

Blinking his eyes once, twice, the grandson of Professor Stroak asked, "I have mustard?"

"Looking into the sky, Alice winced slightly. "Um, Master?" She spoke up to get his attention. "The sun is literally going down, and then it'll be dark... the woods are going to be far more dangerous very soon!"

At that warning, Ranma saw that yes, night was upon them. Nodding his head at the warning of his Shadowcat, he called out to the group, "All right! Everyone, into the RV! We've got to keep moving while we can. I understand because of 'elements' that Alice and Cyan are going to have trouble with 'Bugs', so we need to avoid them." He clapped his hands together. "C'mon, people, into the RV! We're moving out!"

Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Nabiki raised an eyebrow. "Since when did you grow enough of a spine to make commands?" Not that she disagreed with his thought process in this instance, however...

Turning to Nabiki, Ranma shouted, "Well, if I don't order people around, they just sit down and do nothing!" He still wasn't completely over the fact that the two girls didn't that said he owned them did anything to help Akane until he said so, even if he was beginning to understand why. Didn't mean he was happy about it though; what the heck was with this world, that people had to give commands to get anything done anyway? Did they really have to make pokégirls so dependant on humans for guidance? Knowing no answers would come his way anytime soon Ranma sighed as he walked over to the front cabin of the RV and got in.

Watching as Ranma got into the passenger's seat up front, Nabiki frowned tat that. "Hey!" She shouted to Ranma as he was about to close the door. "Who said you get shotgun?" Hey, she knew enough about cars to know that, so why wouldn't she? Besides, she wanted to get a good look at the forest around them as they traveled. The more knowledge she had about the terrain, the better!

"Because I got here first," he said while sticking his tongue out at her. He then closed the door behind them. However, left unsaid was he wanted the front seat for similar reasons and more. While he wanted to get a good look at the surroundings, he also didn't want to be in the back with Akane. Even if it wasn't really his fault, he'd failed to truly protect her; he couldn't bear to be around her so soon.

Realizing it was time to go, Asrial took off her cape since it would be uncomfortable to sit back against while she drove; and her tail was going to get crimped enough as it was. However, the Salusian princess shook her head at the antics between the two humans going back and forth. "I'm so glad that this conversation is being conducted on a mature, adult level..." Asrial grumbled to herself, before sweat-dropping as Nabiki flipped Ranma the finger, the pigtailed male managing to simply smile.

"Oh, don't worry about it," the eldest of the Tendo siblings told the skunk-like girl. "They're just having fun." Kasumi smiled as she watched Nabiki and Ranma go at it a bit more before Nabiki threw her hands up into the air, giving up. "Usually they're nowhere near this nice to each other. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to Akane. Poor dear is literally missing a huge chunk in her body. Good thing the body only needs at least one kidney... I think she's missing one."

Her eyes wide in shock, Asrial just stared back at Kasumi in shock; her mind barely comprehending all that the older woman was telling her. She was certain about one thing though. This was going to be a loooong trip.

Eyes watching the clock on the dashboard for a moment, Ranma leaned into the chair's backing as he tried to relax. It was already past three in the morning, but he wasn't tired; his mind was too active with all that was going on, and this trip was taking far too much time for his liking. There was only so much room in the forest they could drive the RV through and they already had to backtrack twice when they hit dead-ends comprised of thick growth of trees. "I hope we can find this Pewtit City soon..."

With the bumpy road they went over and crowded path they drove through, Asrial growled slightly as the RV hit another branch... although she did smirk as she heard that asshole on the top cry out in pain. "I would, but I can't find any dammed roads out here." Not that she thought there would be. Besides her responsibility to keep the group she was with moving and safe, she was worried, horribly worried, about her friends that she arrived in this world with. The thought of them being turned into pokégirls or worse really frightened her. Hell, the thought of Jeremy getting laid by anyone other than her not only really, reallyfreaked her out, but it made her jealous at the same time.

His eyes widening, Ranma bounced about in his seat, hitting against the door as Asrial took a very tight swerve. He could hear Gary's cry of pain from up top and frowned. "You did that one on purpose that time." He didn't sound angered at all, though. His seat-belt had kept him from getting hurt.

The Salusian snorted at Ranma's comment. As far as she was concerned, the asshole atop deserved it. From what she understood, he probably wasn't any better than those Team Rocket guys or those so-called Tamers that she ran across that pelted her with those PokéBall things.

The ground they traveled over proved to be rather bumpy as they continued to drive along, but that was to be expected. "There simply isn't anything man-made at all to this forest, is there?" Ranma asked curiously. Not that he minded normally, as he was a big fan of nature... however, in this world, where there were Feral pokégirls that could rip you apart and eat you alive, he would've appreciated any sign of civilization.

"Probably because of all those large female bugs that are flying around..." Asrial muttered. Just to prove her point, a BuzzBreast pokégirl flew in front of the RV, only to smash against the windshield.

"Holy shit!" Asrial swore as she steered the RV left and right to try and get the smashed thing off of the window. She blinked as it was suddenly pulled away from her vision and thrown into the woods. She turned her head to the side and saw that the passenger's door was open. "Thanks." She said as Ranma sat back down in his seat, closing his door shut.

Pulling his seatbelt back over himself, the pigtailed martial artist looked over to the Salusian. "Just be careful driving," Ranma told her. "I know it's dark and they thrive in it, but keep in mind those things are going to be attracted to the headlights." He then slowly smirked. "And on a lighter note, I got a quick look at Gary. He's still alive, but man is he a poor sight. I think it's safe to say he'll probably think next time before he attacks human women..." although a though in the back of his mind made Ranma feel such probably wasn't the case, he could always hope. Hope was what kept him in his situation back in Nerima.

Asrial chuckled at the thought of the state Gary was in when the RV jumped a ledge, only to blink as they landed out of the collection of trees and onto a black asphalt road. "Hey! All right!" The Salusian shouted in excitement. Finally, some sign of humanity!

Leaning forward in his seat, Ranma blinked his eyes at the sight that lay before them. While it was a short road they were on, it led straight to a large building. The material that made up the concrete structure looked thick, and there were metal fences and thick strong walls jutting out from either side of the gray-brick building, to separate the forest from the other side. "All right, Asrial!" The pigtailed man shouted, getting excited. "This must be it!"

The blonde Salusian smirked and stepped on the gas. The sooner they got out of this hellish forest, the better!

Meanwhile, in the back, Ranma's pair of pokégirls turned to face each other after having had their attention on the two in the main cabin. Cyan looked at Alice seriously and whispered, "Say... Master's pretty relaxed right now..."

To that, Alice nodded. "Yeah..." however, she seemed to deflate. "But he seems a little upset at us..."

"Hey," the Cheetit spoke up to her harem sister. "I wasn't going to become bug food to save a Tomboy that tried to hurt Master." She looked over to her shoulder to the back, where the bunk beds were. Kasumi hadn't left that Tomboy's side. Her skin had become rather pale.

"Yeah, I know that," the Shadowcat said rolled her eyes. "Do you think I wanted to be some Arachnae's meal as well? She's just lucky master decided to take control and give me orders like a proper Tamer is supposed to do."

"Of course you didn't," Cyan shook her head. "And you're right... it's just proper etiquette and the smart thing to do. Pokégirls don't react until the master says so. Otherwise we're only allowed to protect our Master."

"Don't we know it," Alice agreed. "But he's from another world. He doesn't know how things normally work here. Doing our own thing in the midst of combat or in front of other people could get us punished by the authorities if we aren't defending Master from Ferals or criminals."

The Cheetit winced at that thought and nodded her head in agreement with the Shadowcat. The last thing she wanted was to be put through a Level Five Taming Cycle. She shuddered, at the thought of what those could do to a pokégirl. Those things basically wiped your personality clean; you lost yourself completely, leaving your body behind for the humans to mold the new personality to their preference.

"Uh, ladies..." Cassandra spoke up to get the attention of her two harem sisters.

Both cat-types turned to look at their harem sister. "What?" Both feline pokégirls asked in unison. It was creepy how even the pitches of their voices were in sync.

Pointing behind them, the High Elf asked, "You do realize Master is watching you both and listened, right?"

Both pokégirls suddenly turned around and saw Ranma looking over his shoulder at the two from up front. They then dropped to their hands and knees as they bowed before him. "We're sorry for voicing our displeasure, Master!" Alice spoke up quickly, fearfully.

"We promise we won't do it again!" The Cheetit followed. "It was just talk amongst ourselves, really! We promise not to do such in your presence again, just don't punish us!" She'd had many masters over her life that gave her worse for having done far less.

"Uh... all right..." Ranma replied, unsure of himself before he shrugged it off and looked over at Asrial, who shook her head. "Why would I get mad about that?" He asked no-one in particular. "I mean, sure, when it was happening I wasn't happy that you weren't helping Akane, but at least I understand... a little anyway." He smiled slightly. "So, don't worry about it."

Both feline pokégirls mewled in relief as they continued to bow in Ranma's direction. "Thank you, Master!" The Shadowcat spoke up. "I promise to do everything you say and serve you loyally!"

Cyan nodded her head rapidly. "We'll do everything! Protect you, fight for you, spread out legs for you, whore ourselves out to make money for you..."

"Whaaat!?" Came the cry from the Salusian as she slammed her feel on the breaks, the RV suddenly stopping halfway along the road. Both Asrial and Ranma turned to look at the two pokégirls in shock. "Where the hell had that come from!?" Asrial demanded to know.

"Well, yes..." Cyan spoke up nervously. "It's your right to. Our former master, when he wanted some quick cash, or lost a battle, would whore us out to make a quick credit. There are a lot of young men and women with extra cash and no pokégirls of their own that would love to tame rare pokégirls like a Shadowcat or a Cheetit." After a moment, she seemed to add as an afterthought, "Not a High Elf though..."

"HEY!" Cassandra shouted. "It's not my fault Elves are practically a ten credits a dozen and High Elves aren't much different from that pre-evolved form!" She huffed and pouted, looking rather cute.

In reaction to the sylvan pokégirl's response to being told she wasn't the most sexually desirable prostitute, Ranma face-faulted. He slipped from the seatbelt and fell over out of his seat hard enough that he created a dent in the floor panel from it. "Ow..." he muttered under his breath. Taking a moment to sit back up into his seat, Ranma told them, "No... I don't think I'll be whoring any of you out. That sounds like something my Pops would do to you." Really, he knew better than to do THAT to them!

At hearing that proclamation, both pokégirls practically glomped onto Ranma, crowding him up front as they both sat on his lap. "Thank you, Master!" Alice shouted happily, nuzzling her cheek against his.

"We promise we'll be your best pokégirls... or, pokégirl and pokéwoman," the Cheetit said as she nuzzled the other side of Ranma's neck. Her hand slipped under her master's shirt along with the Shadowcat's as they began to caress his chest.

"Hey!" Asrial shouted, twitching as she watched the two horn-balls practically molesting Ranma. "Can't you see you're scaring the guy!?"

"...We are?" Alice asked as she looked at Ranma. She frowned lightly as she saw him shivering. "Why are you afraid, Master? We would never hurt you."

"We positively love to serve you," the Cheetit added while giving Ranma's cheek a loving lick.

Shivering, Ranma was fighting to keep calm. Okay, so they weren't completely cats... but damn it! Between the purring and the fur, the tails and other things, they just reminded him of cats so much! "Just... just back off a little, okay?" He pleaded. Really, it wasn't so bad unless they were really close to him.

At the response she was getting from Ranma, Alice frowned slightly. "But, Master..." she whimpered lightly. "What are we going to do when it comes time to Tame us if you don't want to be close? We have to have sex to stay sane."

"Say what!?" Ranma shouted in shock, eyes wide.

"Wait, wait!" Asrial shouted. "How does SEX help you stay sane!? You have got to be making that up!" She took her foot of the break and continued driving again, wanting to just put all this behind her.

It was then a third voice spoke up. "Actually..." Nabiki started to speak up. "I read something about that in the PokéDex I took from Gary. And with how those two pokégirls went at me earlier, I think it's safe to say that Alice and Cyan aren't lying." She tilted her head to the side as she continued to relax in the booth seat of the small table in the kitchen area. "However, while I'm not sure HOW it works, it's obvious they're not lying to us..."

"Oh yes, you're quite right Mistress Tendo," Cassandra spoke up. "You see, it all started from the beginning, when the man history knows as Sukebe created our kind over three-hundred years ago. He purposely programmed us to need to have sex, or to be 'Tamed' as it's referred to in this day and age," the High Elf said seriously. "We all have libidos that we must abide by, and if a pokégirl doesn't have enough sex to satisfy that need, she loses what makes her... well, 'human'. She will slowly fall into a Feral state and become a wild animal; the only thing bringing her out of it would be to be Tamed once again."

With her harem sister's explanation, the Shadowcat continued. "So you see, Master..." Alice said softly. "While we may be good for the next few days, if we don't get sex soon... well... we're going to lose ourselves and become animals and a danger to those around us... including you." She bit her lower lip at having had to admit that, but he needed to know the dangers involved.

Rubbing his eyes with his right hand, Ranma slumped back in his chair. "This is too fucked up…" he muttered. While he normally didn't use such language, he felt the situation called for it. "That sounds like something Happosai would do!"

After having heard the explanation, Asrial sighed. She so did not want to think about what was going to be involved with staying in this world at the moment. "Enough already," the Salusian spoke up to get everyone's attention. "We're here!" She stopped the RV outside of the guard building and beeped her horn to try and get the attention of whoever was on duty. Suddenly the spotlights on the building's roof turned on. Within a couple of minutes, the main door opened as a woman in police uniform came walking up to the car, holding a flashlight in her right hand. What really stood out about her was that she her hair was an unusual color: blue.

"That's an OfficerJenny," Cyan spoke up, letting her Master and, (hopefully) Mistress know just who and what was coming up to meet them. She shifted on her Master's lap so he could be more comfortable and more easily turn to talk to the police pokégirl.

"She's a Normal/Fighting-type mix pokégirl; the breed is a universal civil servant in all Leagues, and follows the local laws to a 't'," Alice explained to Ranma. "Just be calm and treat her with respect," the Shadowcat whispered her advice to her Master just as the police pokégirl came up to the driver's side and made a motion for Asrial to roll down her window.

When the window had been rolled down, the OfficerJenny spoke to the group up front with a firm, no-nonsense tone of voice. "Excuse me citizens, but why is there someone chained up to the top of your RV?" The faint male cry of, 'I can't feel my legs!' could be heard in the background.

Thinking quickly, Asrial replied, "He's a criminal. He and his cronies tried to Love Ball the three human women we have in the back; worse, one of them is injured as well. We need to get her some major medical attention." Okay, maybe she was stretching it a little, but from what she understood of what Ranma told her, he may not of tried to Love Ball the girls, but he'd certainly tried to PokéBall them!

A frown crossing the OfficerJenny's face, she nodded her head and looked past Asrial and right at Ranma. "Is what your Skunkette saying true?" Human women were a dwindling rarity in this day and age. And if someone was trying to illegally turn them into pokégirls, there'd be some serious hell to pay!

At the demand of the police pokégirl, Ranma blinked his eyes, surprised that the OfficerJenny was insinuating that Asrial was his pokégirl. But admittedly, with what he knew of this world, he realized it was best not to make waves yet. "It's true, Officer. The human girls are sisters, and the youngest really needs medical attention. We patched her up, but she lost a lot of blood and... bits..." he shuddered at the thought of the gaping wound that was in her side. He hoped to the kami they had some good medical practices in this town.

After Ranma stopped talking, Nabiki leaned over into the front and blurted out, "This RV was the criminal's, by the way... but we've taken it as collateral for beating him and his lackeys in a Pokégirl Battle. That is legal to do, isn't it Officer?"

Blinking her eyes at that statement, the OfficerJenny had to take a moment to think on it before she nodded her head. "Yes, that is legal... are you one of the humans that he tried to illegally Love Ball? And you said, 'lackeys'. I only saw one perpetrator on the roof of your vehicle. Where are the rest?"

Nodding her head, Nabiki was quite for only a moment before she quickly answered, "Yes, Officer. He and his cohorts, who were killed by a pair of Feral pokégirls, tried to capture myself, my older sister Kasumi, and younger sister Akane. Akane was injured by an aggressive Feral spider-like pokégirl."

Nodding her head, the OfficerJenny had heard enough. "All right. You can put your vehicle into park and follow me to the station. We can have the NurseJoy offer immediate healing to stabilize your sister before we get her into town for proper treatment." She looked at the group crowding up at the front of the RV. "We're also going to need to get some statements from everyone." She then frowned slightly as she told them, "I'm sorry, but you're going to have to put your pokégirls back into their balls for this. Human word is stronger than a pokégirl's when it comes to making a complaint against another human."

Hearing that command from the police officer caused Ranma to chuckl nervously. "Uh... officer? Asrial doesn't go into a PokéBall." Left unsaid was she didn't have one to begin with, nor was going to try and stick her into one either.

Looking at the pigtailed man for a moment, the OfficerJenny looked between him and the woman she assumed was a Skunkette. "Oh, that's all right. Alphas are allowed to stay out for the protection of their owners, but the rest have to go into their PokéBalls." She gave him a reassuring smile as she explained, "It's just to make sure that we have enough room for everyone."

"Oh, all right." Ranma smiled nervously at Asrial. "You heard her, Alpha," he spoke to her, trying to keep the nervousness from his voice. "Help me rustle up the girls' PokéBalls so we can get everything under way."

Although her eye twitched slightly from being treated like a pokégirl, Asrial did consider how she looked... and thought of all the trouble that followed looking like one of the local female creatures. Sighing, she decided as sucky as it was, it might be safer for her to be 'owned' by someone while she was stuck here. At least he wasn't a depraved, perverted asshole like a lot of the men around here, which meant he was less likely to pressure her into sex. Hell, from what she understood, he was nervous about having to Tame the pokégirls he now owned!

Shaking her head, the Salusian put the car into its parking gear. They had to comply if they wanted to get into Pewtit City...

Walking up and down the aisle of the Pewtit grocery store, Kasumi felt so overwhelmed. While this was a place that the Tendo woman felt more at home, it was just... there were definitely little surprises here and there. For one thing, there were a lot of pokégirls around here too. Some of the names of the food though... she could feel herself blushing lightly. That wasn't something that you just talked about in mixed company... at least at home. Hearing people say some of the kinds of things she was hearing in public made her wonder. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad here? After all, Akane-chan might be really sweet, but that girl was such a prude!

As she continued to travel along the aisle, Kasumi came to a stop as she saw a little stand by the back with the dairy, there was an older man dressed in denim coveralls and a straw hate, reminding her of a farmer. Besides him as what looked like a purely anthromorph cow-woman. Rather chubby with a white pelt spotted with black, the eldest Tendo couldn't help but stare at the pokégirls massive D-Cup breasts.

Seeing the chestnut haired woman with a ponytail and peaceful demeanor come close, the man nodded his head his head to her in greeting. "Howdy there young lady! Can I interest you in a free sample of Fortune Farms Milktit cheese and milk? It's the best dairy brand of Indigo!"

Smiling, Kasumi nodded her head to that. It was nice to get free samples and she really wanted to have an idea of what the food here was like before purchase. Besides, if it was really good, she'd be sure to buy this man's products in the future.

Picking a large plate up from the table, the elderly man held the tray of cheese cubes to Kasumi. "Try one," the farmer offered. "We've got Indigo, Amethyst and Cheddar available for your sampling pleasure. They're all pasteurized so they won't make your pokégirls lactate should they eat some."

Picking one of the cheese samples up with a toothpick, Kasumi tried it. She blinked her eyes a few times as she tried to experience the taste and smiled. Swallowing, she told him, "Wow! This is really good!" It was! Better than most that she had tried back in her home world! "You must take real good care of your pokégirls to get such wonderful cheese."

"Of course!" The older man replied with a grin. "We at Fortune Farms believe in raising our Milktits with love and care to produce the softest, creamiest cheeses, butter and milk," he said with no small amount of pride. Motioning over to the Milktit with him, he asked, "Would you like to try some milk straight from the tap?"

Realizing where the man was motioning Kasumi blinked her eyes. That had to be an exaggeration. He wouldn't milk the pokégirl right out here in the open. It just wouldn't be proper!

A small silence reigned for a moment as the group stood there. The Milktit looked up at Kasumi with a curious expression. "It's okay, Miss. You're not imposing." She cupped her hands underneath her breasts and held them up, offering them to the eldest Tendo to take straight from her.

Kasumi blinked, and blinked, and blinked. Well, this was something new. "If you say so..." she said uncertainly. Gently grabbing ahold of the Milktit's breasts, she brought her mouth and began sucking on a nipple. She was actually quite embarrassed at doing this but since no one was commenting on it, she felt she could deal with it. Although it initially felt odd to have another woman's nipple in her mouth, the eldest Tendo stoically tried rather than be rude. As the first splash of lactation hit her tongue, Kasumi's eyes went wide. Kami-sama! This... this... THIS WAS DELICIOUS!

The Milktit moaned slightly. "Moo... hee hee..." she giggled as she turned to look at the farmer. "Master... she really likes it." Wow, this woman was really drinking! It made her feel light-headed with how fast the milk was being drained from her breast.

Grinning a rather toothless smile, the older man nodded his head. "I can see that, Tilly." He then spoke to the suckling woman. "Fortune Farms is the most satisfying of Milktit milk. It's why we ship all over not only Indigo, but to the Johto and Crescent Leagues as well." He let out a laugh as he could hear his Milktit mooing happily.

Kasumi kept suckling for a few more minutes before finally pulling back. With the two staring at her with grins, she couldn't help but blush. "S-sorry," she apologized. "I don't know what came over me." Still, it was good. And she wasn't feeling too hungry now. She just had to have Ranma, Nabiki and Asrial try this. And Akane too, when she was better...

Still grinning widely, the Farm asked, "I take it by that smile on your face that you'll be purchasing some delicious Fortune Farms Milktit Milk and Dairy Products?"

"Why yes!" The eldest Tendo sister said with a wide smile. She had the money. The credit cards that she had were good. That OfficerJenny was so nice to make sure that they had been transferred over to her name anyway. Well, to Nabiki's name really but her sister was kind enough to transfer a sizable amount to one of the cards for her usage. She should have had enough to do some good grocery shopping. Kasumi smiled in thanks as the man handed her a gallon jug of Milktit milk. "Thank you so much sir."

"No problem!" The man said. "I'm more than happy to help someone that truly appreciates Milktit Milk." As he said that while his Milktit winked at the eldest Tendo sister. "You know, Fortune Farms also deals with KATTLE. You can get yourself some good meat. I believe the store is having a sale on top loin."

Thinking about it for a moment, Kasumi tapped her chin. "Well," she started to speak. "Maybe later... I still need to pick up a few other things first." Smiling at the man, she promised, "If I have money left over I will surely pick some up."

Nodding his head, the Farmer told her, "Take care then, missy!" He gave the eldest Tendo sister a swat on her ass as she passed by him. "Enjoy your shopping!"

Eyes widening for a moment, Kasumi jumped in surprise. She then slowly turned back to the man with a grin as she shook her finger at him. "Naughty farmer." She giggled as he laughed. It was so nice to meet such a nice man. "And thank you."

"Anytime!" The Farmer replied as he watched her walk off. Man, she was a looker! Human women were just so incredible!

Taking a left and walking along the back of the store, Kasumi admitted to herself she could appreciate this place to an extent. She was always afraid that she'd grow up to be some old maid before they ended up here. Now... well, she could still do her usual things with a newer, sexier slant! Yes, sexier! She appreciated being made to feel beautiful and attractive, if not outright desirable. Now, where could she find some more food that they needed and would probably be palatable before they could take off?

Her mental query was answered as she came to the end of the meat department. While she had passed meat and meat substitutes, there was another sample booth set up at the very end that caused her to blink her eyes. Again, there was man albeit, one closer to her in age. With dark hair and goatee, he waved at Kasumi as his pokégirl stood by him. This one caught Kasumi's eyes as it reminded her of a kangaroo, yet she was very big, husky yet muscular, her stout tail waving back and forth behind her. Unlike a real kangaroo, she was also hairless and her dark brown skin looked very tough to the touch.

It was then that the grocery store employee wearing a green smock spoke up. "Hello there Miss," the man greeted pleasantly as she came close. "Would you like to try a sample of that miracle food, KhangAssCunt egg?"

Blinking her eyes once, twice, the eldest Tendo sister tried to comprehend what she'd been told. Okay, now that was just really, really bad. "Hmm?" Kasumi was really wondering if everything in this world was just a parody of that PokéMon game that she played when she was younger. She needed something to do when no one was at the house and that cute hand-held game really was nice.

Nodding his head, the man replied, "Why yes, Miss! KhangAssCunt eggs! KhangAssCunts are called the 'Delectable Dish Pokégirl' for good reason! Every week, a KhangAssCunt will shed some of her excess bulk into her pouch, naturally filling it with a large, doughy 'egg' of cast-off fat." He held it up for her to get a better view. "As you can see, the egg is about the size of a wreckball and is soft to the touch." He held out one of the three eggs he had on the plate. "Go on, touch it."

Blinking her eyes as she stared at it for a moment, Kasumi did so and found that yes, it was soft. Maybe just one might be enough to fill Ranma up but she had to wonder. He could eat just so much! Why, how much he could eat put of those anime characters that she watched from time to time to shame. He was certainly as had as that Lina Inverse character.

Seeing he had the woman's interest, the man continued. "KhangAssCunt eggs are quite delicious. While they have a high lipid count, they are a protein source that not only had a number of minerals but is also packed with a tremendous amount of Omega-3 acid, matching the amount you'll find in CALF." Left unsaid was that the Common Aquatic Life-Form was also a lot nastier to have to deal with.

Kasumi blinked her eyes at that tidbit of information and nodded. She had to admit, for something that came from a pokégirls excess body-fat, it sounded rather good. "So, this is really healthy then?"

"Of course!" The man replied. "KhangAssCunts are one of those pokégirl breeds that produce some of healthiest meats! It's just so much better for you than that overly-salted, artery-clogging, cholesterol-filled Giltlectric bacon!" He looked disgusted just thinking about that flash-fried pig pokégirl back-fat. Shaking his head, he motioned to the hot-plate on the table. "I could cook you a slice right now if you wish." Leaning forward towards the woman, the grocery store employee added, "Another beauty about KhangAssCunt eggs. The meat cooks to its surrounding foodstuffs. Alone, it's fully cooked in mere seconds. When mixed with vegetables such as a stir-fry or on kabobs, they cook at the same rate the veggies will, giving the entire meal an even cooking time all throughout."

Nodding her head to that, the calmest of the Tendo girls had to admit that sounded pretty useful. "Well then, please do. I would love to try a sample." Kasumi smiled, causing the man to grin and flush slightly. Yes, it did feel nice to be wanted and desired by the people around her.

Getting to work, the apron-clad man held onto one of the three eggs on the plate as he then brought a knife over to and sliced off the end, giving her a small yet thick piece. Once it was cut, she could see it had the consistency of ground beef. She watched as he placed it onto a frying pan and then put the frying pan on the hot-plate. In the time it took the man to open a bun and place it on a paper plate, the slice of KhangAssCunt egg turned a deep, golden brown. He held onto the handle of the frying plan and flipped it over, sending the meat onto the bottom bun. Placing the skillet back down on the hot-plate, his freed hand placed the other half of the bun on top before he held it out to the woman to take. "Enjoy!"

"Thank you," the woman said as she took the plate with both hands. She held it with her right before bringing the 'burger' up to her face with her left. Kasumi smiled and took a bite. "Wow..." she said after swallowing. "This is very good." Hmm... maybe she could cook it up with some rice and vegetables and make a feast out of it.

Smiling, the man could see the potential customer was enjoying it. "They're sold in pairs. And as you can see, you get quite a meal even from a small slice; more than enough to appease even the heartiest of appetites!" He practically bragged.

However, despite the seriousness of the man, Kasumi couldn't help but giggle at that. Oh, she was sure it would help some people, but knew of some other people were bottomless pits. "You haven't seen hearty appetite yet," she told him honestly.

The man smirked. "Then try feeding them one of these KhanAssCunt eggs. Trust me when I say this meat can be filling to a great extent." He smiled as he saw Kasumi was eating the rest of her 'burger" as he was talking. "I can see that at least you're enjoying your sample."

She nodded her head, not saying anything as it would be rude to talk with a full mouth. As she ate, she had to admit, maybe Ranma would get filled by this but she wondered... considering that he could eat at the Nekohanten and at the Ucchan's and still come back home to eat more...

Finally swallowing the last bite, Kasumi gently handed the man back the paper plate as she told him, "Sir, that was delightful. Very meaty and an odd sweetness to it. I rather liked it." She pointed behind him at the open freezer. "Would you be so kind as to hand me a pair? I believe I'll be picking some up."

Smiling widely, the man nodded his head. He turned around and pick up a rather large pair of KhangAssCunt eggs that were wrapped in plastic and kept together by a yellow plastic mesh net before holding them out to the woman. "Enjoy!"

"Thank you." She said after taking the 'eggs' and placing them into her shopping cart. Walking off to explore more of the grocery store, the eldest of the Tendo siblings had to admit that is was very nice to meet so many new people. Plus the food in this world was actually pretty good, albeit kinky in where it originated from. Oh well...

Stopping in mid-step, Kasumi had to suppress a shiver that crawled up her spine. Now, why did she have a bad feeling? Like for all this good that something bad was going to come her way?

With Ranma taking Akane to the PokéCenter, Kasumi scouring the town for current information and gossip, (and groceries) as she got the lay of the land and Nabiki hitting the local library for more historical information on the history of this world, the Salusian took the time to take the RV taken in for maintenance. Not that she thought she needed it, but it was an excuse to find out about and learn the tech specs of it. It took time to find the local garage of Pewtit City, but with the assistance of a helpful OfficerJenny, the Salusian drove around and found 'Greasy Pete's Garage'.

So, sitting back in a folding chair the owner of the establishment had provided her, Asrial had her arms crossed over her chest as she listened to the wrench monkey prattle on about the RV they 'won' from Gary in a 'PokéBattle' as salvage. She wanted to know everything she could about it and the possible upgrades she could make to it so she could get to finding Jeremy and Ichikoo that much faster with a mighty weapon. She was sure that the RV could make a staging platform for battle.

"Whoa boy!" The somewhat overweight mechanic cheered on as he closed the armored flap over the engine. "I say! Your master sure has good taste, Skunkette! A Class A Motor-home comprised of a commercial truck chassis with semi-truck parts in the drive train; furnished with beds, a table, food preparation and storage area/refrigerator and bathroom with stand-in shower stall. Three independent drive sources running from a power plant that works on Methane: primarily that of black water with option for electric charging. Can operate with the front or rear wheel trinary out of commission. Side and top hatches on the main unit with rear and top on the rear section. Full running lights and brake lights for urban street use. An external video camera mounted on the forward pylon located just behind the front top hatch that also houses a remote antenna. All pylons are hardened and armored with three-inch plating. Heck, I can see that this model is designed to operate in water and will remain sealed when fully submerged. It could even float while the bottom buoyancy hatches are half-full of water..." he shook his head in bewilderment at all the extras and features RV was totting. "This is the ultimate way for a Tamer to travel. How the hell did your master afford it!?"

"Got it from a thief," Asrial answered. Although she wasn't sure if Gary was a thief by trade, considering that the OfficerJenny said that the hardest interrogator in the world was in town... it was probably best to let as many people as possible, (those that they met anyway) know he was a thief. Stick to your guns and be confident and you were less likely to attract attention.

"Shit..." Pete whistled. "Must've been one of them Team Rocket bastards to afford all'a this! Stuff borders on military grade, I tell you what!" He managed to grin at Asrial. "Since he had you bring it down here, I take it he wants to sell it? It might take time, but I could get the money. I know someone that would pay to take this off'a yer hands."

The Salusian shook her head. "No, no... You see, my master just wanted to know everything about it and make sure it's running fine, that's all." She then added as an afterthought, "Well, that and he wants to see if maybe there's a way to upgrade it any more if possible." And if upgrade could mean possible weaponry. The thing was like a mini-tank as was. If they could make pokégirls turn tail and run, the better!

Pete considered that for a moment. "Hey! Ralphie!" He called out into the garage.

"What?" Came a voice from near the back.

"I want you check the computer and see if there's any upgrades available for a Class A Landmaster Recreational Vehicle!" After a moment he added, "And don't waste time with the interior applications; the thing is stocked with those."

Coming towards them was a lanky teenaged individual with scraggly brown hair and grease-smeared denim overall. "A'ight!" He said as he was wiping his hands with an oil-splotched rag. Just dropping it onto the concrete floor as he walked, he opened a door and walked into the office. Minutes went by before he called out, "Do they have the three inch plating?"

"Yeah, they do!" Pete called back.

"A'right!" The mechanic in the office responded. "Do they have the tri-star wheel arrangement rather than dual-wheel mounts?" Ralph asked curiously. "It'll allow them to crawl over boulders and rocky terrain!"

"Yeah, they got that done too!" Pete called out. "I should'a mentioned they got major interior and exterior frame-work upgrades. I need to know about little shit attachments that'll still useful, you know?"

There was only the sound of clacking keyboard keys for a few moments. "They got a satellite dish?" Ralphie asked. "It says here one can help with getting television signals and even internet access!"

Looking up at the roof of the RV, Pete blinked his eyes as realization hit. "No, they ain't got that!" He shouted back to his employee. He then turned to the direction of the assumed Skunkette. "What d'ya think'a that? A nice satellite dish for your master's use. Maybe get some news stations and porn channels while out in the wild!"

Although she ignored the crack about the porn channels, Asrial nodded her head. Any extra information that she could get while away from the cities would be helpful. "Yes, I'm sure that... err... Master will love it." Damn! It was difficult to remember everything that those two pokégirls had told her briefly and even harder to remember to call Ranma her 'master'. She hated it but it was easier for people to deal with a 'pokégirl' that was doing errands for her master than a visitor from another world.

Finally, after a moment of internal contemplation, the Salusian asked, "Is there anything available for protection or vehicle defense?"

At that request, Pete turned back towards the direction of the office. "Ralph?"

"Yeah!" The mechanic called back to his boss. "They have high-grade Pokégirl Repellent Dispensers!" Ralph was silent for a moment before he once again called back from the office. "They're nozzle devices that attach to the roof and they double the effect of regular pokégirl repellant dispenser cans. The five-hundred feet radius dispenser shoots up to an effectiveness of one-thousand feet!"

Grinning ear-to ear, the Salusian shouted, "Perfect!" Now they wouldn't have to deal with things like those perverse plants and bug bitches as they traveled through the wilds.

Wringing his hands, the owner of the garage could practically taste the standard League credits that were going to be heading his way. "All right," Pete said with a nod of his head. "Shall we put in an order for both upgrades?"

Nodding her head, the Salusian princess said, "Please. I'm sure that my..." Asrial winced. "Master will be able to pay." At least those credit cards had a lot of cash on them. Surely they'd have enough to pay for all this.

"All righty!" Pete said with a smug smile. "And how will he be paying for it?"

Smiling wide, Asrial asked, "Do you accept credit cards?" If not, she was pretty sure she could just go and get some physical cash from the PokéCenter or a bank.

The mechanic grinned widely with that question. "That we do," he replied with a nod of his head. "Now, can we get one for a down payment?" Pete asked as he held out his hand to Asrial for her to hand him said card.

As she reached to her side, the Salusian stopped in mid motion as a realization hit. Blinking her eyes once, twice, Asrial cursed under her breath. Oh crap! Nabiki and Kasumi were holding all their on-hand cash at the moment! Ranma still had the PokéDex with Gary's account. Shit! What to do, what to do!? "Oh wait..." she said slowly as she eyed Pete warily. "I'll just go back and get the money from my master. One moment, please?"

Curious as to the way the assumed Skunkette before him was acting, Pete stared Asrial over for a moment. "Why would he send a pokégirl out to make purchases in his name if he didn't give her any credits to... purchase..." he trailed off slowly. A grin split across his face as he started to look the skunk-like woman before him with an appraising eye. "Hey! Ralph!" He called out to his employee. "Get yer ass out here!"

Coming out from the office, the younger and taller individual answered his employer's call. "Yeah, boss?" Ralph blinked his eyes as he realized Pete had a shit-eating grin on his face. "What happened? Something good?"

"Ralphie my boy..." Pete began slowly. "A Tamer with a superior vehicle has need of our humble garage for a tune-up and upgrades. He has sent his Skunkette alone to do it for him, yet he didn't give her any money to pay us with... so what could he have sent for a down payment?" His smile became a rather toothy grin.

Understanding immediately hit Ralph. "Ooooooh!" The other mechanic began to smirk as well. "Yeah, that is something... isn't it?"

At the way the two men were acting, Asrial blinked her eyes in confusion. "What are you two talking about?"

At the innocent act the pokégirl before him was portraying, Pete grinned wider. "Obviously your master has sent you to service us to receive our service. Now be a good pokécunt and get on your knees and 'service' us!" He said seriously as he slowly began to unzip the fly of his jeans.

Eyes going wide with fear, Asrial screamed. "What!? Oh hell no!" Asrial yelled as she jumped back and away from the assholes. She reached for her gun only to realize, belatedly, that she had left it on the RV. Shaking her head, the Salusian of royal descent raised her fists. She was still more than enough to handle a pair of idiotic perverts. "Touch me and die!" She threatened.

Stepping back, the teenager stared at Asrial in surprise. "Wow..." Ralph whispered in shock. "She's a tough gal. Her Tamer must either love pain or has a special bond with her." Still, it wasn't like they couldn't handle a pokéslut like her.

"I can see the attraction," Pete admitted as he reached for one of the two PokéBalls on his belt. "Personally, I like them a little feisty." Holding the PokéBall in firmly his hand, he pulled it free tossed it with a shout of, "Blowtorch! I Screw You!"

With that, the PokéBall opened, releasing a blur of red light. The light suddenly condensed into a red haze that took form as it solidified and colored in before showing off a very red and nude reptilian pokégirl with long blonde hair and a flame blazing at the end of her tail. "Blowtorch! Use Ember that Skunkette!" He shouted his command.

"Char! CharAmanda, Char!" The pokégirl seemed to agree with her master as she took a deep breath before spitting out a small ball of flame at Asrial.

Her eyes going wide, the Salusian princess shrieked at the ball of fire that came towards her. "Hey!" Asrial shouted as she ducked to the floor while using both her hands to pat her head. "You nearly set my hair on fire, you bitch!" She screamed before jumping the pokégirl, causing her to fall down onto her back and hard! Hey, if she was this close then maybe this hothead wouldn't...

"OH CRAP!" Asrial shrieked as she had to jump back off from the pokégirl as the Fire-type threw some more embers at her at point-blank range. "Damn it all!" The blonde Salusian cursed as she rolled away from the pokégirl. She was patting at her now singed clothing. Thank God for the durable material of her uniform.

Seeing his CharAmanda get the upper-hand, Pete smirked widely. "That's a good job, Blowtorch!" He then looked over to his right at his fellow mechanic. "HEY! Ralphie boy! Gimme a hand, will ya?"

Having been so entranced by the PokéBattle before him, it too the teenager a moment to respond. "Oh, right!" He then took the one PokéBall he had on his belt off and tossed it with a command of, "Viceclamp! I Screw You!"

The PokéBall opened suddenly, giving a similar display as the one the CharAmanda had appeared in. However, where Asrial faced a reptilian hottie around her own size, there was now an 8' tall woman of metal standing there. She raised her arms and menacingly roared, "IROOOON MAAAAIIIIDEEEEEN!"

Her jaw dropping, Asrial shook her head in disbelief. Okay, one opponent shemight be able to handle. These pokégirls seemed pretty dammed tough and had powers. But two!? "Hey! Two on one's not exactly fair, is it!?" Not that it would matter if she had any of her freaking weapons on her.

"You're the one that won't do as your master intended of you!" Pete shouted angrily. How dare this pokégirl talk back to her betters? He'd show her! "Now Blowtorch! Use Ember again on that bitch!"

"Viceclamp!" The lanky grease monkey shouted to his Iron Maiden. "Use Throw!"

Eyes wide from the sight of the oncoming attack, Asrial shrieked as she had to side step the fireball that blazed into the concrete floor where she'd been standing. She then fell forward onto the floor in order to duck as a large car axle was thrown at her like a javelin, the metal vehicle part stabbing into the concrete. Holy crap! They were going to kill her! She may have been strong, but so were these pokégirls!

"HEY!" Pete shouted at the sudden destruction in his garage. "Careful with that Iron Maiden, will ya'? That is coming outta yer paycheck!"

The teenaged mechanic gawked at his boss' threat. "Aww, man!" Ralph huffed, before glaring at Asrial. It was her fall that happened, ducking like that rather than taking the blow! "Make me look bad in front of the boss will you? Viceclamp! Use Mach Punch!"

"Irooooon..." the Steel-type pokégirl slowly growled as she pulled her fist back, a whirl of wind starting to wisp around it. She then lunged forward with a roar of, "MAIDEN!"

Her attention on the CharAmanda, Asrial jumped to the side as another ball of fire rushed at her, only to cry out in pain as she was hit in her side with a fist hard enough to crack a rib or three. "AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed as she went flying.

Seeing the Skunkette crash into more of his goods, sending boxes falling over and used car parts clattering about if not breaking, Pete snarled at the loss of inventory. "Damn it!" He shouted as he suddenly whirled on his employee. "Your Iron Maiden is causing too much damage!"

Wincing as his boss screamed right in his face, the mechanic tried to explain. "But she stopped the Skunkette, didn't she?" Ralph asked. He winced once more as his boss glared at him, "Okay, okay..." he sighed in defeat as he took hold of his Iron Maiden's PokéBall. "Viceclamp! Return!" He shouted as he held the red and white sphere up. A red beam shot straight from the PokéBall's lense and hit the Iron Maiden, causing her to glow red before she break down into a red beam of digital information that was then sucked back into the PokéBall.

Shaking his head, the overweight individual muttered, "Fucktard. Watch how a pro handles this." Taking the other PokéBall off his belt, Pete shouted the activation command, "Sparkplug! I Screw You!" As had happened before, this PokéBall opened to release a show of red light. A light of information that soon took the form of a yellow-furred, purple-haired mouse-girl whom had a thunder bolt-shaped tail behind her.

"Sparkplug!" The owner of the garage shouted to get her attention. "Use Thunder Wave on that Skunkette!"

Nodding her head, this pokégirl surprised Asrial as instead of calling her breed name, she answered, "Right boss!" She then turned back to face her target, her red cheeks starting to spark.

Knowing she was in trouble, Asrial shook her head to try and clear it of the pain as she got to her knees, her left hand clutching her side. God damm! That was a hell of a strike! "AAAUUUUUUUGH!" She screamed as she was suddenly shocked with several thousand volts of electricity.

The Electric-type pokégirl watched with wide eyes as her opponent finally fell, body unresponsive. Perhaps she'd put a little too much into that Thunder Wave? Softly, the Peekabu trotted over to the assumed Skunkette and toed her shoulder. "Hey," she asked softly. "Are you all right?"

Asrial twitched, her body still sore and hurting. Her broken ribs felt like they shattered and her body jerked and twitched as lightning danced across her furry skin. She was in no position to answer at the moment.

With the state of her opponent as her response, the Electric Mouse pokégirl carefully picked up Asrial in her arms. "She's paralyzed boss..." she told her master. "What do you want me to do with her?"

"Put her face down on over the arm-rest of the couch in the office," he said seriously. "It's time I took my piece of ass..." he grinned. "Quite literally..." but first he had to deal with reprimanding his idiot employee. You damage pokégirls, not equipment!

The pokégirl nodded her head as she carried her downed opponent. Bringing her over to the office, she looked down at Asrial. "Too bad for you," she told the unresponsive girl she assumed was a Skunkette as she carried her over to the couch and put her face down over the arm-rest. "You should know Master justloves tapping ass." She giggled as she pulled down Asrial's pants and underwear. "Such a nice ass too." She cooed, happily squeezing and then slapping Asrial's firm butt wit her hand. She giggled as she watched it jiggle slightly. "So toned, yet plush!" She cooed happily, before alternating kisses and licks all over Asrial's posterior, the Peekabu's hands squeezing and caressing her black-furred buns.

Eyes wide with shock, Asrial gasped out as she tried to speak, unbelieving what was being done to her. "Please... don't..." she managed to wheeze out as her lungs started to get deeper intakes of breath. "I... I'm not..." she bit her lower lip before trying to explain, "I'm not here to be... Tamed..."

"Sure you're not," Sparkplug said in a disbelieving tone. "Listen, I know some pokégirls have trouble accepting this but it is how we are. Our owners can use us as pimp tokens whenever need be. Master often whores me out to Ralph whenever business is slow and he doesn't have the credits to pay him." She continued to softly rub Asrial's ass. "And it seems your master intends to whore you out too..."

"N-no..." she groaned out. Her eyes widened as she felt Sparkplug put a finger into her backdoor. "Ahhhhh!" She cried out softly. He gnawed on her lower lip, groaning softly as the pokégirl moved her finger around back there.

The Peekabu smiled widely at the reactions she was eliciting from her other woman. "Heh heh! Wow... you're getting wet from this, huh? You must like taking it up the ass... so like a Skunkette."

"No... you don't understand..." Asrial tried to explain, but to no avail. She squealed lightly as the Peekabu continued to feel around back there.

"It's all right," the Peekabu said soothingly. "I've seen the PokéDex entry written up on Skunkettes. Your kind loves anal action and spankings. Skunkettes are known for having such 'ba-donka-donk' booty and yours is no exception." She gave Asrial a playful swat to her ass with her right hand.

At that explanation, Asrial hissed in exasperation. Her eyes then closed, the Salusian groaned while the mouse-looking pokégirl put a second finger into her ass. "No... noooo..." she whimpered out. She was so ashamed! She could feel fluids started dribbling out of from her labial folds, soaking along her inner-thighs, coating the fur there in her sticky juices. She couldn't believe the pokégirl was turning her on like this!

"It's okay..." the Electric-type pokégirl whispered. "You'll be fine, I promise..." she smiled. Her owner was taking his sweet time getting undressed. Maybe she'd have enough time to have some fun? Smiling at her decision, the Peekabu took a little initiative as she turned Asrial over onto her back and started to unzip the Skunkette's jacket. "Such a lovely shape..." she cooed about the woman's hourglass figure before she proceeded to take off the rest of the assumed Skunkette's clothing.

Panting for breath Asrial looked at the Peekabu with fear in her eyes. "Please... don't..." she whimpered as she was stripped naked, the pokégirl starting to lick and kiss her full breasts. She squirmed slightly at the sensations that jolted through her nipples.

"I love your breasts..." the Peekabu whispered softly. "They're so full and firm... you must be a D-Cup..." she whispered with a hint of jealousy. She then slowly trailed her hand up from Asrial's breast, to her neck and onto her face before she stroked her fingers gently through Asrial's long locks of blonde hair. "You're just so soft and pretty. Your master takes wonderful care of you. I'm so jealous."

Panting for breath, the Salusian of imperial birth couldn't believe what was happing. She was hurting and she was pleasured but despite these strong sensations, she knew what awaited her. "Please..." she whimpered. "Don't let him..."

Frowning sadly at the look of fear on the other woman's face, Sparkplug wrapped her arms around the assumed Skunkette and held her close. "Shh... shhh..." the Peekabu whispered before kissing Asrial softly on the lips. She broke the kiss softly and looked into the blonde's eyes. "It's obvious your master cares a lot for you and you don't want to betray him, but it's okay... shhh..." she whispered softly as she kissed Asrial again, before bringing her left arm between them, running her hand down to the Salusian's sex and rubbing her directly, sending soft electrical pulses to enhance the pleasure that the woman she thought was a Skunkette was feeling.

Eyes widening to almost comical proportions before they relaxed Asrial couldn't help but moan at the Peekabu's expert touch. Dear God! This couldn't be happening! She wasn't attracted to women! Yet, with how this Mousey girl was treating her...

"It's okay..." the Peekabu whispered once more. "I'm sure your master has something very nice planned for you once you've done your job. He may have a nice Taming session set up for you or even a special gift..." she smiled lovingly at Asrial. "I just wish mine would-"

"What do you think yer doin'!?" Pete bellowed loudly as he walked into the office, standing there naked as could be. His skin covered with quite a bit of body-hair, thankfully giving Asrial less to see of him. "I didn't give you permission to start a Taming session without me!" He yelled at his Peekabu.

Lowering her head, the Peekabu ears flattened back in shame and fear. She took a moment to gently lay Asrial down before she turned back to her owner. "I'm sorry Master!" She whimpered in apology. "You were taking so long and she... she's just so beautiful, I couldn't-"

The Peekabu never finished. She was cut off as her master struck her across the face, sending her sprawling to the floor. "Stupid bitch! Know your place! You're just one of my tools here! When I'm not using you, you just lay there! Got it!?"

Her eyes going wide, anger burned in Asrial's pupils as she managed to yell... which was actually something more akin to her normal tone of voice due to the paralysis. "Hey! You can't treat her like that!"

Turning to the woman he assumed was a Skunkette, Pete frowned. "Who the fuck're you to tell me what I can and can't do, pokécunt?" He huffed as he stormed over to the paralyzed victim.

Before she could tell this asshole anything, she was rolled over. Her face was pushed into the couch roughly before his hands firmly grabbed the sides of her butt, squeezing and lifting her up. "Now then, you stupid slut... I'm going to tap some ass here!" He chuckled for a few moments, before positioning his cock against her anus and thrusting in as hard as he could. "FUCK! SO TIIIGHT!" He roared out, gritting his teeth. It was almost as if this pokégirl had NEVER gotten Tamed up the ass before.

Her eyes opening wide before they clenched shut, Asrial screamed as this man raped her, plowing past her rosebud with one thrust. She could tell he'd spent the time oiling himself up; his dick felt so slimy in her ass. It was so humiliating! She was a Salusian of Imperial birth, and here was some low-class slob taking her like some back-street prostitute! The humiliation made her cry in despair.

Getting up onto her knees, Sparkplug slowly crawled over to Asrial. Looking up at her master and seeing his eyes closed as he reveled in the sensations he got from anal-fucking the Skunkette, the Peekabu took action. Raising a hand up to rub Asrial's cheek, she whispered in a comforting tone. "It'll be okay... it'll be okay... just relax and take it. It will be over soon..."

Tears trailing down her cheeks, the Salusian couldn't stop her crying. "Don't... arrrgh! Want... AHHH!" She screamed again and again as she was forcefully taken up the ass. "Oh God! It hurts! It huuurts..." she groaned in pain as her whole body trembled. The worst part was even though it was hurting, she could actually feel her body getting turned on by the treatment. "Noooo!" She cried out in despair as her body betrayed her. How could she get turned on by being anal-raped!?

Grunting in pleasure and to try and take in more air to his lungs, Pete continued to piston his hips back and forth. "Yes! So good! Skunkette ass is the best ass!" His right hand gave her posterior a firm slap, the smacking sound echoing in his office. "I'm gonna tap this for days if I can! Hell, maybe I'll offer to let him make you part of the final payment and knock off some money on his order!" He laughed heartily...

...Before a whiskey bottle was broken over his head the alcohol pouring down his face and chest. However, before he could slump over Asrial, he was pulled back, his cock pulling out from the Salusian's ass with an audible 'plop' as he fell onto his back, his member standing at attention.

"Kami..." the pigtailed martial artist gasped in shock as he dropped the neck of the bottle he'd still been holding. "Asrial! Are you okay!?" He asked fearfully as he slowly rolled the Salusian Princess onto her back.

Eyes blurry with tears, the Salusian looked at him as her whole body continued to shiver. "I... hurt, okay?" She groaned, her side was still killing her and she couldn't move much at all! "Can..." she had to swallow, her voice feeling dry. "Can you get... my clothes, please? I need the doctor."

At that request, Ranma nodded his head, "Sure I'll..." he blinked his eyes as he saw a petite mouse-like girl standing there holding Asrial's clothing, the outfit nicely folded and the boots on top. "Uh... thanks?" He said, unsure of what was going on.

The pokégirl nodded her head. "You are welcome young master. But it is only my place to follow the will of the superior person. You beat my master so I can only abide to your word until he wakes up."

"Uh..." the pigtailed martial artist blinked his eyes a few more times. This world really played by some odd rules but at least it was working in his favor at the moment. "Okay..." he said slowly before he asked, "What happened?"

"Your pokégirl lost a PokéBattle and Master intended to Tame her. She's paralyzed and may be injured internally. Sadly, I admit that I'm the one who paralyzed her..." the Peekabu answered honestly, a sad tone to her voice. "You'll need to PokéBall her and get her sent through a healing machine."

"Uh..." Ranma blinked his eyes, barely comprehending what he was being told, albeit now realizing he couldn't let Asrial go anywhere alone. "Can I do anything else?"

At that question, the Peekabu blinked her eyes. "Oh? You'd actually spend the credits to have a NurseJoy personally attend to your pokégirl?" She smiled before leaned over and told Asrial, "See? I told you that you have a good master." She winked at the woman she assumed was a pokégirl like her.

Ranma chuckled nervously at how the pokégirl was acting. "Yeah, I can do that..." he said slowly. "Can you get her please?" He asked while dressing Asrial. He left the bra off since he didn't know how to put the thing on correctly. Hopefully she wouldn't mind.

"Oww..." Asrial moaned pitifully. At the look Ranma gave her, she explained, "Wedgie." She winced as he had pulled her panties up a bit too hard.

At Asrial's soft cry, Ranma chuckled nervously. "Oh... sorry..." he apologized softly when he realized the Peekabu was still staring at him. "Listen, if it's okay with you, I'm going to get Asrial some help now, all right?" He asked nervously. And he had reason to be nervous. He was holding and trying to dress a naked girl, there was a naked girl in front of him and nothing was considered wrong with that. This was just too strange!

The Peekabu was actually in shock. What kind of Tamer actually did things likethis for their pokégirl? Damn it! If only she could join him... maybe she wouldn't need to worry about being forced into situations she didn't like. Really, her current master made her do things with tools that shouldn't be legal! Not to mention all the labor she had to do in helping to repair broken vehicles.

Once he had Asrial dressed in all but her cape, bra and boots, he picked her up carefully in his arms. "Look, I appreciate your help but we gotta get going now. We have to get back to the PokéCenter. We're supposed to be meeting the rest and Asrial needs help. So if you don't mind..."

"Wait..." Asrial spoke up. Getting Ranma's attention she started to ask, "Can we..." she took a deep breath. Dear God, she couldn't believe she was going to ask this, but this pokégirl was kind to her, even if she was a bit grabby. "Can we take her with us?"

Ranma went wide-eyed at Asrial's request. "Excuse me?" He gasped out in a tiny voice.

The Electric-type pokégirl blinked her eyes for a moment. Her eyes then widened as her mind processed the request. "Please!?" She pleaded as she threw herself at Ranma's feet. She got on her hands and knees, bowing in submission. "If you do, I'll do anything for you, anything!" Really she would! All he had to do was say yes and sign some papers. Though, maybe not... if he didn't mean to whore out his Skunkette... her master did take the Skunkette by force... hmm...

The Peekabu known as Sparkplug smiled widely as a thought occurred to her. Looking up at the man that would be her master, she asked, "How long will it take you to find an OfficerJenny?"

Her moped coming to a stop, Officer Jolie put her transporn into brake mode as she shook her head from side to side. "Another parking violation..." she mumbled as she took a pen and pamphlet of ticker-papers off from her belt and started writing out a fine. You just don't part right next to a fire hydrant! It's just common sense.

However, before she could put the pen to paper, the police pokégirl heard someone call for her. "What's the problem, citizen?" The OfficerJenny asked as she lifted her head up to look at the person shouting for an officer. She blinked her eyes as the sight that greeted her was that fellow she met last night; Ranma Saotome. The Pet Owner was carrying his Skunkette in his arms... but who was that Peekabu? She wasn't with him or the Tendo sisters before and she knew there'd been no sanctioned PokéBattles that she knew of in town in the last three days or so outside of the Gym.

Blinking his eyes once, twice Ranma stopped in mid-step for a moment. He was glad he was able to find and OfficerJenny so fast but, "Officer Jolie?" He asked curiously. "I thought you were working at the guard house?"

"I was on the night shift then," she told him. "My shift ended soon after, I went to bed and after getting up I clocked back in around an hour ago. I'm working the beat as it were and this person," she motioned to the hover-car she was standing next to. "Has parked too close a fire hydrant." Shaking her head, she said, "But enough about that. What can I do for you, Pet Owner Saotome?"

"About that..." Ranma carefully held Asrial so his hands weren't a seat for her posterior. "How do you file complaints against other Tamers?" He asked curiously. Feeling the Peekabu tug his shoulder, the pigtailed man turned his head to look at Sparkplug. "Yeah?"

"Tradesman," the Electric-type pokégirl corrected him. "He's licensed as a Tradesman."

Nodding his head, Ranma replied, "Right." Turning back to the OfficerJenny he again asked, "How do you file a complaint against a Tradesman?"

Blinking her eyes once, twice, the police pokégirl curiously asked, "What for?" Although she had a feeling it had to do with the Peekabu with them.

Blinking his eyes once, twice, the pigtailed main went silent for a moment. After a moment, he intelligently responded, "Uh..."

Well, so much for that. Shit! What was he going to say? He didn't know how to describe things that went on in this world with a lawful slant. He looked to Asrial and Sparkplug for assistance. They'd been the ones that were wronged, so it was possible they could least described what had gone on.

Fortunately for Ranma, the Electric-type pokégirl was quick to respond. "Officer, there was an unsanctioned PokéBattle; he," she motioned to Ranma. "Wasn't even present to give orders to his Skunkette!" The Peekabu grinned at the look of shock on the OfficerJenny's face, even though she had a heck of a bruise on her face. She could tell her former master was going to be in some trouble.

Breaking the pencil in her grip, the OfficerJenny took a deep breath to calm herself. It wouldn't do to show favoritism; justice was supposed to be blind. With her features schooled after a moment, she asked in a calm voice, "What do you mean?"

Deciding to not implicate herself if she could help it, the Peekabu continued to shout, "Not only that but property damage!" The Electric-type's cheeks sparked. "Peter Krankcase has tried to Tame his Skunkette!" She pointed to Asrial. "And her ass is hurting!"

At having that pointed out, Asrial winced. However at the look the OfficerJenny gave her, she numbly nodded her head. "Yeah..." she replied slowly. It had hurt, that was for sure, but the humiliation was worse in her opinion! "You can head over to that garage back there and see the damage for yourself." She tried to motion in the direction with her face. Her limbs still weren't responding.

"And can we get a NurseJoy too?" Ranma asked curiously. "My... pokégirl needs it, and that ass might need the help too."

Nodding her head, the OfficerJenny told Ranma and Asrial, "Let's talk this out in the garage. I want to speak to this Mr. Krankcase myself." Ranma had seemed like an all right fellow, if a bit off. That someone had given him trouble after just entering the city, when she told them it was okay... that made a liar out of her and Jennys didn't lie.