Gendo Giovanni sat in his office, looking at the screens before him.

One on the left side showed the captured humans huddling together, dealing with the reality now before then. Said reality was a transformed clone of the human female named Ichikoo, now a rare pokégirl that was nude and pawing at the male before her. Obviously the clone' mind had yet to fully return, but it was enough to keep the humans from shunning … it.

The two members that had ruined a pure human female clone worth billions of SLCs to a few million for a rare-type pokégirl were currently receiving their own 'new lives' at the moment.

If there was one thing he never tolerated was idiocy, especially when it cost him. Those clones were notoriously difficult to create, let alone keep viable. Sure, the pokégirl transformation was a good answer to when genetic collapse was approaching the clone. But the fools had used it on a perfected clone. He was lucky to have three at the moment, and to lose one in such a manner…

The middle screen was showing the current sustained clones, two females, identical, with his scientists working hard to ensure they were stable. If they were and capable of being mentally trained, he had no doubt several members of SEELE would demand to purchase them.

But it was only a start.

Thus led him to the third screen, one showing all accumulated data involving three former pokégirl-turned-human-females and one Tamer turned human male.

Ranma Saotome, the male, was thought lost two years ago in the location of the Jusenkyo Spell Dump. The last word suggested he was either killed within the cursed land or captured by a supposed tribe of Amazon-type pokégirls. The girls he had with him were never kept track of, so there was no record if the Tendo girls had been with him at the time.

But they were back now, fully human, and appearing in a bug-pokégirl habitat. The youngest female was almost killed by a spider-pokégirl, and all three had been attacked by Stroak's grandson and his crew, the other two dead and Stroak's failure now getting a new life as well. That was the result when one tried to rape a huamn female and got caught trying to Love Ball them.

Saotome seemed pure human as well; minus the fact he seemed to now shift gender with the application of hot or cold water.

That brought the current total of pure humans to four females, two males, one of those males capable of complete gender switch. So in actuality, he had two boys and five girls.

He ignored the odd remarks about Saotome's Alpha; what did he care about such an oddity?

Already, he had a few Agents moving to their location. Kidnapping was not an option; their existence was too well documented to have them simply 'disappear' so he could study them with greater detail. But he could still get some samples, still have agents perform the needed medical exams to acquire everything his scientists needed, including sperm and egg samples if need be.

And if he planned to further the human agenda, he would need them.

Nabiki sighed uncomfortably as she looked at the tube, the floating image of her sister inside of it.

Stepping closer, she could see the area where Akane had been bitten by that monster. The flesh around it was paler than the surrounding tissue, even through the odd-lightly colored fluid. She still remembered the Nurse Joy mentioning something about excessive cloning of tissue, some working while others hadn't, with the hopes of her body sustaining the tissue long enough for her body to repair and replace it on her own. Apparently, human tissue was not impossible to make with their processes, but difficult at best.

She didn't care, not as long as Akane made it out alright. She now had two kidneys again, tissue and muscles replaced from where Akane had been taken a bite out of. There might not even be a bad scar around it after Akane finished healing.

"Looks like no pervert bashing for you for a while, huh Sis?" Nabiki murmured, running her hand over the glass.

It was an odd mixture of technology once again, so much for healing but so little towards anything else. But given what she had read about the history of this world, she wasn't too shocked. You put what resources you had into what you needed the most, and at the time, medical had been needed the most.

She shivered at that. Sure, she didn't have to worry about things like the Bloody Flu or anything else. Odds were it was a gone disease, dead long before she was even born. But if they got it, it pretty well shot any chance they could ever return home. Not unless they wanted their world to die out, or even undergo what had occurred in the pokégirl world.

But it also limited their prospective partners here. After all, she'd rather not have to sell off her own children because of some inborn need for Taming, let alone how little rights even a pureblooded human had to her children.

"And I thought Japan was oppressive with its glass ceiling," she muttered, shaking her head. "This place is one giant glass roof with additional floors above you."

So basically, even if they could find Asrial's friends, she didn't feel like going after someone she didn't know.

I bet Daddy's happy. He told Ranma to choose a Tendo daughter to marry. Well now he's stuck with all three of us.

Well, there had been a few bets at school about if Ranma would nail one of Akane's sisters. She had always considered it a sucker's bet, a long shot that had no chance of ever paying off.

Then again, she had never considered that Kasumi would desire a Milktit pokégirl. Yeah, she apparently wasn't as all-knowing as she wished.

She could only shake her head as she grabbed Akane's chart. Yeah, this whole world was really shaking her up if she was considering nailing Ranma and having his children as a possible future. That was assuming that the Evangelion parody analogs didn't revert her to goo first.

"Looks like you should be at least waking up soon," she murmured, trying to understand the charts enough. "So where is that nurse at? She should be here."

Nabiki looked around, before peeking her head out the door towards the main entrance, and spotted the nurse and several of the staff who had been helping them and Akane … gathered around a TV, and panting slightly. The Nurse even had her hand up her own shirt.

"Told you that boy was hot," the Nurse murmured as Nabiki snuck closer, wondering what had mesmerized the group.

"Much better than that solo shower," murmured another.

Finally, Nabiki had gotten close enough to see the image on the screen, her eyes going wide.

Oh yes, she was apparently in the dark about a lot of things including Kasumi … and Ranma.

They were watching the baths.

Panting for breath from the wonderful sensations and sights, Kasumi slowly crawled over to the Peekabu. "Oh Kiiro-chan..." she called out sweetly.

Lifting her head, the mouse-type pokégirl's ear twitched at hearing her named called. "Eh?" Kiiro responded, only to find herself rolled onto her back. "Kasumi?" She asked in turn as the woman was getting between HER legs.

"I wonder how you taste Kiiro-chan..." the domestic of the Tendo household said in a lustful voice. "Especially when you're full of Ranma juice," Kasumi said coyly. There a fire in her eyes as she used her hands to peel Kiiro's labial folds open. She started at the sight of the Electric-types pink inner-depths before she latched her mouth onto the pokégirl's pussy.

The mouse-type's black eyes went extremely wide at the sudden sensations of the woman's tongue snaking around inside her depths most greedily. "OOOOOHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" The Peekabu screamed. Human tongues just felt SO good!

Eyes going wide, Asiral gawked as the woman going at the pokégirl. What really got to the Salusian that with what she was doing, Kasumi wasn't just eating Kiiro out, she was lapping up all of Ranma's semen he'd deposited there! All that creamy goodness...

Ranma stared in shock, barely believing this. This... this was incredible! His image of Kasumi, sweet, innocent, demure Kasumi... was shattered like a stain-glass window that fell down to the bottom of a cliff! She was acting like a complete and utter slut! Kami-sama, was this girl ever adapting to this world!

And frankly, it was... he couldn't believe it, but it was turning him on! His cock, his finally flaccid member was starting to regain and measure of its rigidity! After all he'd put it through, and it was still getting hard! Although he had to consider, the Kasumi's booty was waggling in the air and her pussy was still dripping from when she came was definitely helping his situation.

Kiiro squealed in delight as the woman continued to lick about her poképussy, enjoying the treatment immensely. Oh, was she EVER one lucky pokégirl to get a master that knew such sexy people! After all such continuous stimulation with one sex act after another was a rarity outside of Poképorn novels and videos.

Continuing to watch the way the woman was eating out the Peekabu, the Salusian of Imperial birth suddenly realized what the woman was doing. The eldest of the Tendo daughters wasn't just pleasing the pokégirl, she was trying to tempt someone... who was a little slow on the uptake. "Ranma..." Asrial whispered.

Blinking his eyes as he realized that the princess was talking to him, Ranma replied, "Yeah Asrial?" He turned towards the Salusian. "What is it?"

Smirking a little, the Salusian of royal descent told him to, "Plow her."

Blinking his eyes once, twice, all Ranma could ask was, "Huh?"

"Kasumi wants you," the Salusian princess told Ranma seriously. "Just look at her! She's waving her cunt at you, practically begging to be broken in," she tells him, before looking into his eyes with her own which are slightly glazed with lust. "And then I want some." She kissed Ranma's cheek before she got onto her hands and knees, crawling over to Kiiro and kissing the pokégirl before standing up on her knees and practically straddling the Peekabu's head. Bringing her hands down, she spread her furry labia to show it off to the mouse-type. "Want some Salusian, Kiiro-chan?" She asked in a heated voice.

Eyes wide as she looked at the Salusian's depths, it took Kiiro a moment to respond. Nodding her head eagerly, she craned her neck forward, her tongue delving in and exploring Salusian slit as Asrial fully nestled herself right over the Electric-type pokégirl's face.

His eyes as wide as dinner-plates Ranma simply gawked at the scene before him. Needless to say, his cock was back to full-mast and then some, raging like never before as it was practically turning PURPLE from how fast blood was pumping.

But even as much as he wanted to jump the woman, one thing gave Ranma pause. Would Kasumi want him to...'break her in', as it were?

He got his answer when Kasumi raised her right hand back and gave herself a firm smack on her own ass.

To the pigtailed martial artist, that was as direct invitation if there ever was one! "HELL YES!" Ranma shouted happily as he moved to get behind Kasumi. He placed his hands on her fleshy posterior, gripping and getting a feel for her as the woman continued to eat out the Electric-type pokégirl. Licking his lips, he slowly slid the head of his cock into her folds, waiting to see if he would feel a certain something he understood virgin girls were supposed to have. Yet even if he didn't feel it, she certainly was tight as hell!

Feeling Ranma dig around in her folds as if searching, Kasumi halted her work on Kiiro's cunny for a moment, long enough to turn her head back to look over her shoulder. "Ahhh! Ranma!" She gasped out. "Just go ahead and push it all in..." she licked her lips. "I use toys since I was fifteen. I got overzealous and broke my hymen this one time, you understand." Hey, with all that she was doing for the household, she needed some form of relief! How else was she going to retain some form of sanity?

Slowly, he nodded his head, glad to hear that. Although that didn't mean he was going to just plunge in without regard for the woman. So with that in mind, the heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts began to push his cock into her, being careful, as even though she professed to using toys, it must have been seldom as she was waaaay tighter than Kiiro. "Urgh!" Ranma grunted in pleasure. "D-damn!" He gasped out as he started to reach her bottom with his hips.

"Mmmph" The woman groaned happily as she was filled so nicely! "Oh yesss..." Kasumi hissed and moaned before finally resuming her eating of the Peekabu. Her hands cupping the yellow-furred girl's ass, giving it a squeeze as her tongue once again probed her depths, trying to reach deeper than before.

The Peekabu squealed in delight, trying to wrap her legs around Kasumi's head. "Oh... oh yesss... Mistress is so good, so good..." she whimpered in delight. Both her hands going to the top of Kasumi's head, the pokégirl practically humped the eldest Tendo girl's face, wanting to orgasm once again. As she panted for breath, she tried to keep up with licking the Salusian that had mounted her face

Panting for breath, Asrial gasped happily, trying to rock her hips back and forth as she rode the pokégirl's face. Dear gods, this felt so good! It was nice to be so free like this with people she actually liked! The Salusian whimpered, massaging her own breasts as Kiiro's tongue worked its wonders on her own pussy. First fingers now a tongue, she was getting a new record for orgasms. (The attempted ass-rape from Pete didn't count!)

As soon as he slid completely in to the hilt, Ranma paused there for a moment, just getting a feel for the inside of Kasumi's womanhood. A part of him which had been screaming ever so softly in the back of his mind that it was wrong to fuck his fiancée's sister died a painful death as it was suddenly silenced from the amount of pleasure he was feeling. Moaning, the pigtailed martial artist slowly began to grind his member around inside of her sweet cunny, getting a good feel of her inner-depths.

Kasumi started to hump back against him trying to get more of him in her or prolong the period of how long he was in her before pulling out. She was enjoying the sensations of a REAL cock inside her, and wanted to experiment with it just as much as the man inside her was trying to have fun with her.

Feeling that Kasumi was really getting into it, Ranma gripped her hips tighter as he started to really give it to the Tendo girl. No longer holding back, he started to piston back and forth in her folds with abandon. He would pull back each time so only the head of his cock was still inside of her labial folds before he would suddenly slam in all the way, giving her what-for!

With the woman moaning into her, Kiiro squealed in delight, her own tongue thrashing about inside of the Salusian's folds, enjoying the taste of the skunk-like girl. As tasty as it was, oddly enough... the Peekabu couldn't help but compare the taste to Kasumi's. Not that she tasted like Kasumi, but... the Salusian's fluids were more 'sating' than a pokégirl's, almost like a human girl's...

She didn't get to contemplate on that for long though. Eyes widening, the Electric-type cried out, her hands pull Kasumi's head against her pussy as she came once again from all the stimulation, moaning loudly into the Salusian cunt above her, which to her delight began to flex and then... oh by the Goddess a rush of those wonderful fluids gushed into her mouth. Mmmmm, yesss... her new Alpha certainly had the nectar of the gods!

Leaning forward, the Salusian placed her hands on the human woman's shoulders to brace herself from falling over completely. Asrial pant deeply for breath as she felt Kiiro licking her insides out clean. But she had to let go as the woman raised herself up. She then went wide-eyed as she had Kasumi in her line of vision, the normally demure woman's face covered in Kiiro's spunk.

Her body jolting forward with each thrust Ranma took into her with his cock, the eldest woman couldn't help but grin at the look on the Salusian's face. "Having fun?" Kasumi asked, cooing in pleasure as she took a rather harsh jolted forward from a particular thrust from behind. "Mmm..." she moaned happily at the sensations before asking Asrial, "She has a wonderful tongue doesn't she?"

"Yesss..." the princess hissed her response. She licked her lips as she looked at the woman's glistening face, unable to control her baser instincts, especially with the Peekabu still licking her depths. "C'mere," Asrial said huskily as she reached forward with her right hand, cupping the woman's her chin and bringing her face close enough so she could kiss her. Lips making intimate contact, the Salusian slid her tongue into the other woman's mouth, tasting Kiiro on her Kasumi's tongue and... something musky... the dregs of Ranma's sperm perhaps?

Watching the Salusian on her knees making out with Kasumi, Ranma continued to drill harder and faster into the Tendo girl, enjoying the feel of her quivering pussy immensely. Kami-sama! No wonder everyone was always into sex! Kiiro was good, VERY good! But Kasumi was incredible in her own way! Human women rocked!

After a few moments, Kiiro crawled out from underneath the Salusian. Moving under Kasumi, the Electric-type pokégirl grinned as she watched her master's prick slam and bury itself into Mistress Kasumi's pussy. Leaning her head into the area, she licked at her master's ball-sack, causing him to shudder before she then began to lick at his shaft and the woman's clit, causing both to moan.

Breaking the kiss, Kasumi gasped as she saw starts for a moment from the somewhat rough tongue against her most receptive bundle of nerves. "Aaahh!" She gasped out in surprise. "Kiiro-chan!"

Sweating profusely, Ranma was groaning at the most wonderful sensations his pokégirl gave him. "Holy!"

Watching the sight of the two human's twitching in pleasure, the Salusian couldn't help but smirk. "Heh. She's got you two licked," she teased.

"Cum for meeee..." Kiiro said teasingly licking at them both. Her efforts soon bore fruit, he reward for her efforts as the two continued to copulate being both humans seizing up and her master slamming into the woman.

"YEEESSSSS!" Ranma screamed as he bottomed out, burying himself in to the hilt as he came. His hands gripped the eldest Tendo sister's ass, holding her still as his cock spasmed in her depths, throbbing profusely with each spurt of his cum.

Her eyes, rolling into the back of her head, Kasumi moaned as she felt herself being filled. "Oh Ranma!" She cried out, her body trembling from the throes of pleasure. "Ooooh.. it's so hot! You came in me!" She moaned out, still trying to grind around him even as Ranma held a tight grip on her posterior.

Still underneath them, Kiiro watched intently the first bits of excess white began to dribble out from where the throbbing phallus was pumping into the over-stuffed pussy. Leaning her head up, she gently licked at their cum, loving the mixed taste. It was simply exquisite, this wonderful human nectar which both sated and pleasured a pokégirl. And these two together were a particularly tasty 'cocktail'.

Asrial whistled, clearly impressed while watching as Kasumi and Ranma jerked about a bit and moan from their orgasms. "I hope he's got enough energy for me," she thought hopefully. She wouldn't hold it against him if he didn't; he'd spent a lot of energy on Kiiro and Kasumi already. And with Kiiro actually needing it and Kasumi knowing him longer, the Salusian understood they took precedence over her.

Panting for breath, Ranma finally pulled out of the woman with an audible 'plop', causing a sudden small gush of his seed to come rushing out past Kasumi's labial folds. "Kami-sama!" He gasped out. "That... that was incredible!" He then sat back, resting his back against the rim of the tub. Was he ever feeling bushed! This took more energy out of him than a marathon training session! Maybe he could fit this into martial arts...

Looking him over, the skunk-like woman smiled caringly at him. "Tired?" Asrial asked sympathetically as she scooted over to sit by him.

Nodding his head slowly, Ranma admitted. "A little. It's just..." he took a deep breath as he looked Kiiro and Kasumi over. "Two women in one go? This is... well not what I usually do. Hell, I've never had sex before, period!" He admitted to her, still panting for breath.

"Mmmm... but you loved us superbly," Kasumi murmured her whimpers as more of the hot cum continued to leak out of her. Oh, she felt scandalous but she just loved it so! Grinning, she crawled over to the other side of Ranma and cuddled with him softly. "Mmm..." she moaned happily. "Just so niiIIICE!? OOOOooooh!" She gasped out and looked between her legs.

"Heheheh!" The Peekabu giggled up at her mistress. "Don't mind me!" Kiiro said with a smile as she was fingering Kasumi's filled slit.

Looking at what the Peekabu was doing with a raised eyebrow, a sudden though hit the Salusian. She knew just how to get Ranma going. "Hey! I want a taste this time!" Asrial told the Salusian as she knelt over Kasumi sniffed her crotch. Boym the musk was strong but... it smelled good. Tentatively, she poked her tongue into the gooey mixture... and found it not bad. Taking a visual cue from Kiiro earlier, the skunk-like girl started to eat out Kasumi's cum-filled cunny, her right hand on the woman's inner-left thigh to support herself and massage the area.

"Mmm... ahh!" Kasumi moan and gasped as she raised her arms up around the pigtailed teenager, hanging onto Ranma as she was pleasured once more. Asrial was a lot more explorative and taking her time in there. It felt nice and slow, but still very good to the eldest Tendo daughter.

Ranma licked his lips, simply staring at the sight of Asrial trying to eat out Kasumi. Man, this was intense! These women were insatiable! He had to wonder that if regular women could get like this, just how bad could more than pokégirl at once get?

Not that he was complaining. But seeing Asrial's ass sticking out and her bushy tail raised and waving slightly... the pigtailed martial artist couldn't believe it, but his cock was once more getting to an erect state!

His thoughts were taken off of the princess' posterior as Kiiro had crawled over to him and was nuzzling his slowly hardening piece. "Want me to help you get ready to Tame Asrial, Master?" She asked cutely. Although she was speaking to him, she was hungrily eyeing his cock.

Ranma smiled down at the pokégirl. "Would you be so kind?" He asked the affectionate mouse-type. He winced at the tightness with which Kasumi was holding onto his shoulders. She had some sharp fingernails!

Gasping, Kasumi tried to hump her hips against Asrial's face. There was something distinctively nice about Asrial's tongue. Hers might not have been as long as Kiiro's, but it was very, VERY nice. Maybe it was the fact that it was royalty eating her out that gave the eldest of the Tendo sisters such a kick...

Kiiro squealed lightly before she began to leisurely lick her tongue over the length of Ranma's cock, cleaning him of all the wonderful mixed cum still clinging to his rod. She knew Asrial was the next to be Tamed and Master needed all his strength so she refrained from giving him an out-and-out blowjob... for now.

Pulling her face back, Asrial smirked in satisfaction from having thoroughly cleaned Kasumi out. "Very tasty..." she complimented the girl, and to an extent, Ranma.

Grinning weakly, the Tendo girls' body wavered for a moment. "Oh my..." Kasumi gasped before she just slumped back, releasing her hold on Ranma. She didn't cum from that oral exercise but that felt so good! "Probably best I didn't,Kasumi told herself. "I'd probably pass out if I had to do it again."

Chuckling to that little admission, Ranma had to nod his head in agreement. "I know. Sex is more draining than I thought it'd be, but kami if it isn't fun..." he grinned. "And it helps I have such a wonderful, caring pokégirl to help me out." He brought a hand down to lightly ruffle the Peekabu's violet tresses.

Kiiro gave a winning smile again. Boy it felt good to smile genuinely! "Mistress Kasumi!" She called out to her other owner. "Wanna help me?"

"Hmm?" Kasumi eyed the pokégirl who nodded her head to Asrial. Her own grin mirrored the Electric-type's. "Yes, I will!"

The Salusian raised her head at that exclamation. "Huh? What're you two-WHOA!" Asrial cried out as she was glomped, molested and kissed. Both girls' tongued at her cunny fiercely before going for her breasts, (Kasumi on her left and Kiiro on her right). Asrial could only moan louder as she felt her legs being spread by their hands before their used their fingers to peel her furry opening for Ranma's viewing pleasure. "D-don't stare!" She stammered out, embarrassed somehow, despite all that'd happened.

"Your turn, Asrial-chan." Kasumi told her, nibbling her left breast.

Kiiro finished her suckling and was now trying to give Asrial's neck a hickey given her biting and sucking. Taking her mouth off for a moment, the Peekabu practically sung out, "Oh Ma~aaasterrr... she's rea~aadieeeee!"

Ranma nodded his head as he looked at the Salusian princess being displayed for his pleasure. "Wow... Asrial is simply gorgeous..." he whispered softly. Grinning, he wasted no time and got himself between Asrial's legs, hands massaging her inner-thighs as he rubbed the head of his cock at her entrance. "Are you ready, princess?"

"Y-yesss!" The Salusian gasped out as she frantically nodded her head, her whole body shuddering in pleasure. "I want..." she gasped. "I want to feel you too now! Please!" She pleaded as she tried to buck her hips.

Nodding his head, Ranma pushed into her, grunting in pleasure as she opened up for him, her folds quivering around his cock with such powerful muscles. "Urgh... yeah..." he grunted in pleasure... but stopped as he felt something blocking the way.

Feeling the male stop in his advance, Asrial growled from the denial as she tried to lift her legs at either side of him. Wrapping them around the pigtailed martial artist's waist, the Royal Saulisan used her inherent strength and pulled him in, wincing as she was pierced. "RAAAGGHH!" She screamed out in a primal mix of passion and pain.

"A-Asrial! Hey!" Ranma gasped out in shock, surprised by how fast this was going... and what he'd done to the woman.

Panting deeply for breath as she tried to calm herself, the Salusian looked up into Ranma's eyes. "It's..." she gasped. "It's okay." Taking a few more breaths, the skunk-like woman managed to give Ranma a smirk. "I've got a higher pain-tolerance than a human…" she winced as she felt a specific pang of discomfort. "Oh damn... still a little sore..."

Kasumi shook her head making a tsking sound as she gently kissed Asrial's cheek. "Never rush the penetration. It hurt when I did it by accident," she told the girl honestly. "Plus, as strong as you are, a woman's insides are still very delicate." She learned that one the hard way with her, 'Hammer of Thor' vibrator. She used that thing full tilt the first time she got it and was limping for over a week!

"And certain parts of the outside can be delicate too..." Ranma agreed as his hands moved up to caress her furry breasts as Kasumi and the pokégirl had stopped kissing her there. Slowly and gently, he ground his member around inside of her freshly broken-in pussy, getting a feel for royalty and absolutely loving it.

"Oooh... so niiiice..." Asrial gasped, feeling rather damn good. The pain was receding quickly and what little felt was being overshadowed by growing pleasure from all over her body. "Oooh shit!" She groaned out happily. "By the gods!" She thought as her body was expertly toyed with. "No wonder this world is built on sex!"

Licking her lips as she watched the Salusian tremble and cave in to Ranma's teasing and movement, Kasumi couldn't help but mumble, "I think she's loving it."

"Who doesn't!?" Kiiro asked while nodding in agreement to her mistress' musings.

Smiling, Ranma leaned over Asrial, teasing her as he whispered hotly, "Who's my sexy Skunkette?" He kissed her neck as he started to slide his member back and forth in her folds. "My sexy Alpha pokégirl?" He asked as he kissed and licked her neck more, hands pinching her nipples as his thrusting was picking up speed.

"Ahhh!" Asrial gasped before she glared lightly at the male. "You're-NGH Yes!" She gasped. "You're pushing the act Ranmaaaahh..." she went wide eyed as she was beginning to speed up nicely. "Oooh fuck, fuck, FUCK!" She cried out happily, finding it difficult to stay made at him comparing her to a pokégirl.

Confused by the reactions, the Peekabu leaned towards Asrial. "But you are a sexy Skunkette!" Kiiro proclaimed before nibbling on a breast again.

The skunk-like girl's eyes went wide, at the sudden bite. "Ahh! S-Saulusian!" She protested weakly. As much as she despised the notion, it's what that damned PokéDex was reading her as, despoiling the name of Salusians everywhere!

"Better get used to Skunette for our cover," Kasumi told her softly while tilting her head. With the Salusian facing her, she began to kiss her deeply and lovingly, tongue dueling with Asrial's.

Watching the two women making out, Ranma pumped his cock back and forth in Asrial's depths, despite some of the aches in his body. He was turned on enough and he wanted see to it that he gave Asrial a fair turn of the treatment the other two had gotten. And he decided that after another bath he needed meal! Hopefully Kasumi wouldn't object or at least to him getting out the instant ramen if she was too tired to cook.

But he would worry about food after the bath. For now, his attention needed to be on Asrial. "Yes, you're my Salusian pokégirl! Best Skunkette ever!" He told her as he kissed her neck again, sucking and trying to give her a hickey much like Kiiro was trying to do earlier. His hips were pounding harder and faster in her folds as his cock was enjoying the sensations her interior love-channel gave him.

"Mmmm... yeesssss..." the Salusian happily moaned, feeling her pussy folds tighten and flex with each inward thrust that cock took inside of her. "Ranmaaa..." She groaned as she realized after a moment what he said. "D-don't get too corny on me!" Her eyes widened as she shifted the angle his cock penetrated within her, causing her to feel a heck of a lot better. "Oooooh! Oh, oh shit, shit, shiiiit!" Asrial squealed out as he continued to fuck her harshly.

Kiiro smiled as she helped out her harem-sister by rubbing Asrial's clit, aiding the girl by helping her reach orgasm that much faster. "I wanna see you and Master cum..." she whispered hotly into the Salusian's ear before she gave it a lick.

Having caught what the Peekabu said, the human woman added, "And we'll both eat it aaaaall up." Kasumi winked at Kiiro who smiled more at the brilliant idea, (well brilliant to her).

Smiling at the sight of the other two teasing her now, Ranma decided she had enough as he told her, "Sorry about what I was saying Asrial. Seemed too good a teasing opportunity to pass up." Kami knew Akane took his teasing really badly. Still, he wanted the Salusian to know he cared, that he wanted her... hence why he kept thrusting, plundering her pussy with abandon as he fucked her with every ounce of strength he could muster.

And that was having the effect both he and Asrial wanted. "Nghhh... oh it's coming, I feel it-t-t-t!" Asrial whined, feeling a sensation really building up at the pit of her stomach. "More Ranma!" She commanded of him "Faster, faster, faster, faster, fast-OH YES! YEEESSSSSS!" Asrial hiked her body off the floor wrapping her legs tightly around Ranma's waist as she orgasmed, coming all around his cock as her strong inner muscles caressed and pulsed, fiercely milking him for his seed.

Feeling the Salusian of Imperial birth orgasming around his cock, Ranma had no choice but to give in. "Fuuuuuuuck..." he moaned happily, feeling such powerful sensations as he went over the edge. His cock throbbed deep within Asrial's pussy, spasming with his burst of seed from his member.

Legs tightening their hold around his waist, Asrial cried out again as she felt the flood of hot liquid spill into her. She couldn't help but writhe and moan in ecstasy. After a number of minutes, she whimpered when Ranma finally pulled out of her, a trail of cum oozing out of her furry nether-lips that connected to the tip of his cock before the connection broke.

And with that, Kasumi and Kiiro dove in, both their tongues licking Asrial clean as could be and causing the Salusian to scream in delight. Things were just too good!

"Oh boy that was something..." Asrial moaned while laying on the edge of the furo-style bathtub with Kiiro. Having fur meant they'd need more wash time than Kasumi and Ranma so the two humans got to enjoy a nice warm soak first.

"Oh man, am I SORE!" Ranma groaned as he tried to relax in the warm water. "I didn't know I had it in me..." but then again, once he got going, he found it very difficult to just stop. They were all just so sexy and he just had to fuck 'em all! If anything, that should've been the motto of this dimension.

Moaning happily as she cuddled up to the pigtailed man in the bath, the eldest Tendo daughter admitted, "So am I but what a soreness!" Kasumi giggled before she cupped his blushing face. "And remember Ranma," Kasumi spoke up cheerily. "You still have to Tame Alice."

To that, Ranma nodded his head. Being a pokégirl, she'd need it. "Right."

"And Cyan," Kasumi continued to list off.

"Got it," Ranma again nodded his head.

A smile played across the human woman's face. "...And Nabiki," the eldest Tendo sibling made sure to add in.

"I hear-WHAT!?" Ranma asked in a shrill voice, turning in the tub to stare wide-eyed at Kasumi.

The woman tilted her head, giving Ranma an innocent expression. "What? It's only fair, and besides..." the brunette frowned. "With exception of those two plant-girls, she hasn't had any of the good stuff in ages, the poor thing."

Lowering his head forward, Ranma groaned. "That bit aside, I didn't even know Nabiki wasn't a virgin." He said honestly. "I mean, I never saw her date!"

"Nobody did," the woman agreed. "But then, whenever Nabiki did stuff like this, she always did on a low key," Kasumi explained. "She and I... we 'girl-talked' about sexual topics when nobody else was around. So I got to hear some stories but each time she sounded disappointed..." then as an afterthought she added, "Except for one guy but he moved overseas when his mother transferred to Silicon Valley."

Ranma nodded his head slowly, trying to process what he was being told. "I... see..." he replied, even if he didn't really. Holy crap, this was a lot to take in.

Relaxing back into the warm water, the eldest Tendo daughter surprised Ranma as she spoke with a surprising amount of glee. "At least I can one-up her and say I had it bareback!" Kasumi proclaimed. "She's always told me she used condoms."

The pigtailed martial artist blinked his eyes once, twice. "Uh... okay."

Eyes widening in shock, Asrial slapped her face with her own hand as realization struck her much harder. "Oh crap! I can't believe we were stupid!" She cursed her luck, not having thought about consequences in the heat of the moment. "Bareback... what if..." she shuddered lightly. "I don't know about being Salusian but you Kasumi, you could..." she found herself having trouble finishing that statement.

The matriarch of the Tendo Household just waved off the Salusian's worries. "Oh, relax. It's my safe time or I'd have told him to pull out."

Having listened to all this, the Peekabu nodded her head. "I'm too young to breed with Master," Kiiro admitted with a pout. Her ears raising, she grinned as she admitted, "But I'd like to have Master's kits when I'm able!"

"...One second." Leaning over to grab something from her discared clothes that oddly looked like a Star Trek Tricorder Asrial fiddled with the buttons as she switched through a number of the various features and functions programmed within the piece of Salusian medical technology. She waved the device over herself then Kasumi. She waited a moment before letting out a deep breath of relied. "Congrats! We dodged a bullet. No zygote presence."

Ranma blinked his eyes. "Zygote? And what the heck is that?" He asked, pointing at the piece of tech that looked like it belonged on a 70's Sci-Fi television program about boldly going where no man had gone before.

"This?" Asrial asked as she held up the small device. "It's an all-purpose medical scanner."

Eyes going wide, Ranma shouted, "You had that all along!?"

"Hey!" The Salusian shouted, feeling defensive. "All it does is scan stuff! It isn't a weapon or a healing device!" Asrial retorted. "Plus, in all the confusion I forgot I had it." She blinked her eyes as his first question registered. "Wait... you don't know what a zygote is?" She sighed as he nodded his head. "It's the egg that, when fertilized, becomes a baby. My scanner told me as Kasumi said she's safe and apparently so am I." Asrial flipping it closed, she placed the device back on the pile of her clothing. "Kiiro are birth-control contraceptives available in this world?" She asked of the Electric-type.

Nodding her head, the Peekabu replied, "Oh yes! They make them for human women and pokéwomen that aren't in their PokéBalls often."

"Good..." was the reply, this time from Kasumi. "I'll make sure to add that to a shopping list if we're to..." she blushed. "Have a healthy sex life." She blinked her eyes as a realization came to her. "Speaking of Nabiki, I'm surprised she hasn't come looking for us."

"Because I've been hearing the commotion loud and clear, sis!" Came the voice of Nabiki from outside the door. Left unsaid was that she got to see a lot of it too!

At hearing that reply from outside the door, Ranma chuckled nervously. "That explains that..."

Officer Jolie sighed as she glanced at the clock once again in her small office. And despite her will, her desire, and her hopes that time would speed up, the infernal device still said she had an hour before she got off her shift. That meant she had forty-five minutes before she could grab a quick shower—they were allowed to shower on the clock—and try to squeeze herself into a dress she had acquired from discarded evidence—the Tamer it had belonged to had ended up getting killed in a hover-vehicle accident a few years ago and with no one claiming it, she had grabbed it faster than the other pokégirls—to enjoy her date.

A date? The thought sent shivers down her spine once again. She had been merely hoping for a nice taming session, but Saotome had asked if she meant a date when she had alluded to how he could thank her.

She certainly wasn't about to correct him. A night on the town would be a great thing.

A knock on the door drew her attention back to reality. Offering a quick prayer that it wasn't someone about to drop something on her to delay her evening plans, she leaned back in her chair. "Yes? Come in!"

The door opened, revealing another Officer Jenny. "Hey Jolie!"

"Amanda," smiled the girl. "What's up?" she asked, motioning to the chair in front of her desk.

"They found the Arachnae you were looking for," said Amanda as she sat down, hissing slightly after having been standing for so long.

"Oh? Where did that Shadowcat deposit her?" Jolie asked, hoping this wouldn't lead to more paperwork or at most, bad news that she'd be forced to deliver to Saotome. Depressed people never offered a good taming.

"Stroak's Lab," Amanda said with a smile.

"She teleported it that far?" asked Jolie in shock. Stroak's Lab was pretty far from Buggy Woods; to teleport that distance—let alone carrying a very angry and dangerous passenger—was an amazing feat.

"Yep," Amanda nodded. "Best they can figure, since Stroak's grandson got most of his girls from his grandfather, the girl must have teleported there on instinct."

"Any fatalities?" Jolie asked with a hint of worry.

"No, thankfully," sighed Amanda. "Just a few of his pokégirls were cocooned, nothing serious. He had a few scratches on him before some of the pokégirls he was preparing for some new Tamers helped out. He was able to capture her."

"That's good at least," she said. "Let's hope they can find out how a pokégirl like that got into those woods. Last I heard; Dark Stones weren't part of that area." If someone had abandoned such a dangerous pokégirl there, there was bound to be some heavy fines, especially since it attacked and nearly killed a human female.

Amanda nodded. "Yeah, she appears pretty feral, so she might have just snuck into the area, they're not even sure she was ever tamed to begin with. Most likely some dumbass caught her, tried to control her, and ditched her when he couldn't control her. If we're lucky, we'll find some evidence she took him out as well; less paperwork that way."

"Any idea what the good doctor plans to do with her?" asked Jolie. Usually the standard fair for what it did would be death, but since it was now in the hands of a professor, it was anyone's guess.

"I heard he already had a request from Stone Town for it," said Amanda with a sigh. Anything dealing with Stone Town was something she preferred to stay away from. Her one short tour there had been enough for a life time.

Her eyes quickly took on an appearance of mirth. "And I here someone has a nice taming coming to her tonight." At Jolie's blush, Amanda could only giggle a bit. "How's he looking?"

Jolie turned her monitor slightly, allowing Amanda to look at Saotome's tamer file. To anyone else, it would look like a simple file, though they would notice the updates and the listing for MIA for a few years.

But Officer Jenny pokégirls had their own way of passing information, such as what precincts were corrupt, which ones needed more officers despite the fact their human bosses wouldn't admit to it, and even a ranking for how good a tamer was in the sack. You just had to know how to read the code.

Most of the humans who worked with them barely ranked close to 5, barely a 4.5 half the time. To be honest, most of the men at the station thought a good taming session was trying to bend them over their desks, it didn't matter if people were watching or not.

Amanda whistled as she read the screen, putting the code together. "Not bad, a 7.5 from the last Jenny he tamed. And that was a few years ago. Maybe he's an 8 now."

Jolie shrugged. "No clue, he seems to have some memory issues. I just hope he didn't slip lower than Dan."

Both girls shivered at that. That human officer barely rated a 2 and that was being generous with factoring in that he at least bought you a meal first.

"So … after you have your fun, can I borrow that dress?" asked Amanda.

"Do you know what I went through to get that?" Jolie growled out.

"Yeah; you walked some evidence to the locker right before it became up for grabs."

The Jenny chuckled nervously. "Well … I guess I could … if you'll help me figure out where we should go tonight. The guy is technically new to town. What do people do here for dates?" she asked sadly.

"Well, there is that new place, Past Tense," offered Amanda. "Nice booths perfect for a little hidden taming after a great meal. They even show those old recovered movies. I think tonight's is some old pre-war documentary, Independence Day."

"Oh?" Jolie asked. Meal, the allure of taming in a semi-public setting, but a documentary? "What's it about?"

"Some war before Sukebe," Amanda waved off. She didn't really enjoy the recovered movies. Why the hell would she ever want to watch a story about some spider-type pokéboy?

Jolie nodded as she looked back at the clock, before sighing once more. She still had forty-five minutes left before her shift ended.

He better be an 8 after all of this…

Nabiki was willing to admit one thing, if only to herself: what she had just watched was incredibly hot.

Oh don't get her wrong, she wasn't about to masturbate in front of the other Pokécenter Staff, she did have some limits, and that definitely was among them.

But she knew quality action when she saw it. If she could get that video home…

Shaking her head, she looked around at the newest targets for the Ice Queen. She wasn't sure what if any laws had been broken. For all Nabiki knew, it was perfectly legal for the staff to have cameras in the bathing areas.

But she could smell weakness—she also could smell the mixed musky aromas of the several girls' state of arousals and had even witnessed a few achieve orgasms before they fell to their knees from just watching the foursome. "I take it you enjoyed the show, ladies?"

"Eep!" went several of the girls—those not currently lost in orgasm or post-orgasm bliss.

"Oh, Ms. Tendo," said one nervous Nurse Joy Nabiki had never gotten the name of. Nabiki noticed her quickly trying to smooth out her rumpled uniform—leaving a small slime trail with her right hand as she did so. "Um … can we help you?"

Nabiki eyed every pokégirl before her carefully in a manner that asserted her dominance and made even the now recovering girls very nervous. Oh, she could no doubt turn this to her advantage … if she knew exactly what was legal and what was not. She could bluff, but if she slipped up, then all of her 'righteous anger' would disappear in their minds.

No, best to let them stew while she checked a few rule books, searched to see if Pokécenters had some disclaimer she hadn't seen yet. Worst case she'd have to ask Kiiro—Ranma was definitely going to change that name if she had any say. "When is the earliest my sister will wake up?"

"Well, after what he just did to her," started one Nurse Joy that Nabiki didn't know as well, before the other slapped her in the arm to shut her up.

"She means the patient," the other girl hissed. They couldn't afford to be stupid now, not if they expected a chance to test out the apparently very skilled human. "She should wake up in the morning."

"Thank you, Ms…?"

"Oh, I'm Sarah," said the Joy. "This is Jane."

Nabiki nodded; glad to have names to go with her possible future blackmail. She was certain she could get the names of the other girls involved later. "May I ask about the one who was helping us earlier today?"

"Oh, that's Jill," said Sarah.

Nabiki nodded. She was pretty certain she could tell the three Joys apart at least. "Do you have anything I can give Ranma?" she asked. "He has a date tonight …with Officer Jolie."

A few of the girls paled, letting Nabiki know she was at least onto something about what had happened not being entirely legal.

"I know!" said Sarah, as she dashed into a supply room, looking over several shelves. When she returned to Nabiki, she handed her several cans of what looked like energy drinks and a jar of some cream.

"Those should restore his energy," Sarah explained, pointing to the cans. "And the cream should help relieve and soreness of his…" she paused, blushing at the mental image of the Taming Tackle at the thought of applying the cream.

"I see," said Nabiki blandly. She wasn't sure if giving energy drinks to someone like Ranma was a good idea, but disappointing a law officer would in all likelihood be worse. She looked over the cream, wondering what it might contain to allow Horse Jr. to properly perform tonight. "Is this stuff any good?"

"We use it all the time," said Sarah. "To be honest, we have to keep a lot of it on hand; some pokégirls are sometimes…"

"I get it," said Nabiki. In her world, they had Viagra to keep men up; here they had something to keep it from falling off. This definitely was a sex-obsessed world. According to the directions; whatever it was, was fast acting … and apparently came in the flavor of bananas. Somehow, I'm not that shocked that something applied to a dick has that flavor.

"Is there anything else we can assist you with?" asked Sarah, hoping to instill a good image with the woman who could sink her chances with getting a taming session.

Nabiki paused for a bit, trying to get her mind back on track. There had been some things she needed to discuss… "Ah yes," she murmured, the thoughts returning to her. "When my sister does wake up, no males in the room, and definitely do not let her know Ranma was ever in there. Little sister has some denial issues, and I don't want her acting up in her current condition."

"Yes, ma'am," Sarah replied. She was very familiar with handling Tomboys and this sounded like a similar case to caring for an injured Psi-dyke.

"One more thing," she commented, slipping the jar into her pocket. "My older sister wants to have a Milktit, I assume she needs some sort of license?" she asked, remembering Jolie's reaction all too well when they had tried to claim Asrial was Ranma's pet.

"Yes," said the nervous Joy.

"Can you gather what she needs for that, as well as the rest of us?" Nabiki asked. Odds were that she'd have to be a Tamer of some sorts as well, or at least she'd be dragged into it now that Kasumi was happily nibbling on formerly forbidden fruit. It was probably better to get such things out of the way before Akane could interfere.

And she knew her little sister would fight such an application process tooth and nail.

Sarah nodded rapidly. It was pretty simple to get the needed study materials for the human sisters. She wasn't certain though if the test could be taken here. Normally, you'd have to go to a Professor's Lab, but the closest was Stroak's, and he had listed himself as unavailable for a few weeks, if she remembered an alert she had gotten before … the Show.

Nabiki just nodded. "I'll be having a small chat with my friends. I trust we won't have to worry about anyone listening in or watching?"

Sarah gulped and nodded quickly. "I'll disable it until your group is finished."

Smiling, Nabiki turned as she headed for the baths. Still got it!

Her eyes narrowed as she spotted the foursome either lounging beside or in the furo. "I would appreciate if my past was kept private, Kasumi."

"I was just trying to help," offered Kasumi, her content smile diminishing a bit.

"Maybe so, but if anyone will tell my past, it'll be me," Nabiki said with finality, as she set the canned beverages on the sink, before removing the jar from her pocket. "Besides, our resident stud needs these."

"What for?" asked Ranma, his heart rate finally coming down after his near scare of knocking the girls up.

"Have you forgotten you have an appointment in about an hour?" Nabiki offered.

"I do?"

"Oh, that's right," said Kasumi. "Ranma, you have to meet that nice Officer Jenny tonight after her shift."

Upon those words, and despite the fact he was soaking in hot water, Ranma paled, feeling a chill creep along his body. He felt tired, sore, and he was pretty certain that even if he could get himself 'up' for another round, it would probably fall off from the attempt.

"A Nurse Joy offered these for you," Nabiki said, motioning to the items she had brought with her. "Some energy drinks to help you out and some cream to help heal the friction burns you gathered recently," she finished with a smile.

"Ooo," cooed Kiiro, looking at the drinks. "That's the good stuff, top of the line."

Asrial pointed her scanner at it. The cream was definitely filled with some organics, and they seemed to be organized to sooth burns, repair skin rapidly, and would probably restore his equipment to good shape in half an hour.

The energy drinks seemed to be something else entirely. They were just as filled with organics, some proteins similar to what could be found in milk, a few compounds to speed assimilation into the body, a few for muscle regeneration, and some to quickly metabolize lactic acid. Oddly, she didn't find any caffeine or any other substance she usually found in what passed for energy drinks back in Quagmire.

"There is also some food we had left over in the fridge," commented Kasumi. She knew how fast Ranma got hungry and she wanted to be certain he wasn't starving when his date occurred. Good thing I did, I know he burned a lot of calories just recently, she thought, nearly purring as the memories of just why she felt like she did.

"Well, off with you stud," smirked Nabiki as she looked on. "Unless you need some help applying the cream."

"I'll help! I'll help!" cried Kiiro. She definitely wanted to help her Master in any way.

Ranma looked around, spotting the slightly predatory smiles forming on Asrial's face as well as Kasumi. If he let them help, he knew he'd never get out of there in time for his date—something he oddly didn't feel as fearful about now.

True, he was still scared, but it was more towards 'please don't let it fall off' instead of 'what does a taming require?' That latter fear wasn't an issue anymore, not after Kiiro … and Kasumi … and Asrial…

"Well it looks like you can raise the dead," commented Nabiki, watching with amusement as Ranma's soldier peeked above the waterline.

"Eep!" he squeaked in embarrassment, old instincts born from Nerima kicking in.

"Just go," waved off Nabiki. "Un girls need to talk. Of course, if you want to stay," she said, turning on the cold water tap on the sink.

"I'll go," he said, staring at her. But he wasn't making any movements to withdraw from the furo waters.

"You just plowed my sister, Saotome," she responded, "and she suggested you plow me as well. I think it's safe to say that me seeing you naked is not a problem for either of us at the moment."

Sighing, Ranma gingerly extracted himself from the water, but his glaze hardened after Nabiki whistled.

"Get going, Ranma," she said, after a few glares were sent her way, namely from Asrial and most disturbingly from Kasumi as well. "Like I said, girl talk, and don't forget your supplies."

Wrapping a towel around his waist, Ranma picked up the cans and jar, and headed for the door. At least I can have more of Kasumi's food, he thought happily as he headed towards their room.

Nabiki smiled as she shut the door, being careful to lock it. "Now then, shall we have a nice little chat?" she asked.

Looking back and forth at the women sitting at either side of him at the table, Jeremy was unsure what to think of all this. To his right was Ichikun 'Ichikoo' Ichinohei, a fiancée of his that ended up in this place with him when life went all 'melty' for a little while. To his left was also Ichikoo, or rather, a clone. She... she wasn't doing too well. Not with what she told them, how she felt she WAS Ichikoo... even if she certainly looked a lot different, vulpine almost...

He'd been in tough situations before but something about this one had him extra on edge. While it was true that the aspect of there being an Ichikoo clone sure as heck didn't help, he was mostly worried about the fact Asrial was missing. He sure hoped she had gotten away safely. Finally, atop of all this, he was trying to keep his mind settled with all the pain he was feeling. They'd sent some pink-haired nurse to help him for the most part, but... god almighty, those thugs had worked him over. There were still parts of him that felt rather bruised and abused...

But almost as suddenly as he and Ichikoo were getting the crap kicked out of them... they were being waited on hand and foot, mostly by these very strange women that were reminding him of Ichikoo's clone.

"Ichikoo..." Jeremy whispered over to his friend as they sat at the long table, a tawny-furred feline woman placing a tray on it. "What do you think is going on?"

Turning to look at her fiancé, the female ninja whispered, "I... I wish I knew. This is a strange turn around." She sighed as she raised her arms. "I just wish they didn't frisk me of my gear... or use such effective shackles I can't get out of these," she admitted with some wounded pride in her voice. "But they obviously want something from us if they're dropping the ass-kicking in lieu of being nice."

Jeremy nodded his head. It was true; he was''t shackled like Ichikoo was... probably because they thought him to be ineffective at fighting them off. Leaning over, the man sighed. Man, this was pathetic. He was really beginning to wish that he'd taken his mother's ninjitsu teachings more to heart. His little brother Ricky was more of a fighter than him at this point!

"I hope Asrial can get some help..." Ichikoo muttered to herself. While she and Asrial had a rivalry of sorts going, they were friends and she didn't wish harm on the alien princess. Nope, she just didn't want her sinking her mitts into her Jeremy was all.

Nodding his head, Jeremy replied, "No kidding." Sighing, the teenaged high school student looked over to his left. "How're you doing... Ichi?" He asked of the vulpine, who was in more elaborate restraints than the human counterpart.

The vulpine cocks her head back and forth in a 'no' fashion.

Tilting her head to the side, the kunoichi looked at the pokégirl curiously. "...Can she even speak?" Ichikoo wondered aloud.

Turning to look at the human version of herself, the vulpine Ichikoo stuck her tongue out.

Her eye twitching, the ninja of the Ichinohei clan muttered, "Cute..."

Closing her eyes for a moment, the vulpine pokégirl then opened them, staring right at Ichikoo. "I can speak... my throat's just very sore right now." She winced at the pain... and whimpered as she realized just why her throat was sore. All those horrible tubes! It made her shudder in fear just thinking about it!

"Ichi?" Jeremy asked the pokégirl softly.

"...Throat hurts..." she managed to whisper again, trying to suppress the pain.

"Then don't speak," Ichikoo told her clone. She looked around at the numerous pokégirls in maid uniforms moving about them. "Hey!" She spoke up. "Can we get her some water?" Ichikoo asked the woman setting the tray.

The dog-like girl with red fur and black stripes nodded her head before motioning to a blue-skinned girl with a number of fine-like structures on her head; her ears and a crest along her head in particular. This girl that held features of a fox and squirrel carefully used a pitcher to pour ice water into their cups one after the other.

The Ichi-vulpine whimpered at the sight of the water; it was like the holy grail to her. When Jeremy brought the cup to her lips, she drank away.

"Poor girl really needed that," Ichikoo noted as she watched her counterpart just guzzling it down.

Taking the empty glass from her lips, Jeremy nodded his head in agreement. "I wonder what happened to her." He sighed as he watched the vulpine Ichikoo drink greedily. Whatever it was had her really thirsty...

"Greetings," a male voice spoke up, causing all the women in maid uniforms to stand at attention. The girls bowed politely to the uniformed man walked into the dining room. "Hail, Master Gendo Giovanni," the all greeted in sync as the man walked past them and headed towards the one chair that was across from the trio. He looked towards a very feline girl; the white fur standing on end for a moment as she quickly rushed over to and pulled out the man's seat for him.

"Hello there, my guests," the man spoke to the three sitting across from him as he sat down into the chair. He waited for the pokégirl to scoot him back in before he leaned forward, elbows on the table and hands clasped together in front of himself. "I am Gendo Giovanni; Gym Leader of Viridick City." A small smile played across his lips. "Please forgive the rude behavior of my associates... they didn't realize how special you all were."

Blinking his eyes once, twice, Jeremy had to ask, "Us, special?"

The female ninja tested that name for a moment. "Viridick City?" She clicked her tongue. "That sounds so wrong..." Ichikoo muttered to herself.

Jeremy nodded his head to what his friend said, but paid close attention to this... 'Gendo'. Hmm... he had to wonder though. Why did that name sound so familiar? "So you're like... the boss here?"

"In a manner of speaking yes. As for how you're special...we rarely find humans that are one-hundred percent pure..." he eyed Ichikoo and Jeremy for a moment. "There's always some bit of pokégirl genetics that are poisoning the gene pool and diluting the human soul..." he glared at the vulpine Ichikoo for a moment before letting it slide; it wasn't her fault he had such idiots working for him. "But the fact we have both a male and female specimen of pure humanity here is quit... a gift."

"However," the man then spoke up in a harsh tone, shifting gears. "The fact that you two are pure human gives us pause for consideration. How did you do it?" He demanded to know. "SEELE and similar pro-human groups have been searching for that blessed secret for years. I, nay, the world needs to know how you purified yourselves!"

Ichikoo just stared at the man standing before her, trying to figure out what he meant by, "Purified?"

"Sir... we have NO idea what you're talking about!" Jeremy stated sincerely. As the man just stared at him, he felt rather insecure. "Um...as it is... I think we're not from around here..."

"I think we stepped into the Twilight Zone this time..." the kunoichi mumbled. "Or some alien dimension." Ichikoo added. Aliens, trans-dimensional weirdoes, time travelers and such were the norm of Quagmire.

Looking the woman over, Gendo clasped his hands in front of him as he considered their words. "Not from here? Twilight Zone..." his eyebrows furrowed. "Now don't go playing me for a fool!" The leader of Team Rocket said sternly. "Just answer my questions and we can all leave amicably."

"Honestly we have no clue!" The female ninja shouted. "We don't know what pokégirls are besides... what we see here." Ichikoo nodded her head, referencing the numerous girls in the room. "I admit that Quagmire's a weird town, but pokégirls are new for me!"

Gendo just looked at the woman curiously. "Quagmire?" He'd not heard of such a place before.

"Quagmire, Texas," the young male emphasized. "It's in the USA... where we live."

Raising an eyebrow, the Gym leader asked, "The United States? That hasn't been around for centuries..." he leaned back his chair. "So you're saying you're from a portion of Indigo that sank?"

Jeremy winced at hearing that; but at least the guy had knowledge of what they were talking about. "I am," the youth confirmed. "And Ichikoo's from Tokyo, Japan."

Gendo clenched his hands together tightly. The United States? Japan? Old names for the Indigo/Johto/Sunshine/Crescent League territories and the Edo League respectively... curious. But still, this didn't change a fact that there was something he had his people find out for him.

"I don't believe you..." he said slowly. "My employees got your name through the... interrogation..." his eyes narrowed. "I had my information network look into you once we realized your DNA was pure and we found out quite a bit about you, Jeremy Feeple."

Blinking his eyes once, twice, the teenager had to ask, "You did?"

"Growing up in Douchsiabag City, you Jeremy Feeple were described by various sources as generally being average in just about every way and everything you do," the man said in all serious. "However, it was noted that when you started you Pokégirl Journey and got your starter pokégirl Asrial, (then a Mephitits) mass mayhem shortly ensued and turned your world inside out." He suppressed a grin at the look on the youth's face. "Since then you've been noted traveling the PokéBattle Circuit in an effort to attain the status of Harem Master. However, you and your harem disappeared three months ago and now here you are, pure human; not one drop of pokégirl impurity within your veins."

Shaking her head, the human kunoichi sighed. "Oh wonderful... there's an analog of you Jeremy," Ichikoo muttered irritably.

"So much for proving I don't even exist here." Jeremy slumped his shoulders in defeat.

The female ninja wasn't done yet though. "Still," she tried to reason. "What would it take for you to believe us in that Jeremy and I aren't from this world? We're out-of-towners and wound up here by mistake!"

Gendo steepled his hands in front of him. "I would like to believe that; people have been experimenting in crossing the dimensional barrier for over a hundred years. However, the results have been rather lackluster..." he said seriously. "I would like to believe that someone from another world, a world with only humans could come here... but if we, with, ironically the tools and powers given to us through out domestication of pokégirls cannot achieve such, how could a world without those beasts have done such?"

Although he was quiet for a moment, Jeremy finally responded, "Fluke of fate?" He suggested before he began chuckling nervously as the man stared at him. "I'm serious. One moment, we're just doing our own thing and the next everything is melting around us! Then as soon as the world comes back into focus, we're standing in the middle of a forest rather than where we had been." Now it was the brown-haired teen's turn to frown. "And we met those guys that gave us a fight!"

"Then how do you explain that you had a pokégirl with you?" The Gym Leader asked curiously. "Those men saw you with Asrial, your Skunkette. In a world of pure humanity, I doubt there would be pokégirls."

"Asrial's a Saulsian!" The Ichinohei kunoichi spoke up. "She's an alien that looks like a humanoid skunk, probably why you mistook you for a Skunette," Ichikoo told him seriously. Looking around the room at the pokégirls there, she added, "I'll bet if we find her and you get some of her blood or other tissue sample, she'll show up a BIG negative on your pokégirl gene-mapping!"

Staring over at the human woman, Gendo raised an eyebrow. "An alien?" He asked curiously. Extra-terrestrial life WITHIN another dimension? "Hmm... yes, if we could get a sample that could prove or disprove your story." The Gym leader agreed. "Where is she?"

Not liking the tone of the man's voice, the high school teen folded his arms in front of him. "I told her to run when Ichi and I were obviously done for," Jeremy told him sourly. "She could be anywhere."

Nodding his head to that response, Gendo said, "She is key to sorting out this mess. We'll just have to find her then..." he said honestly. Oh yes, they'd need to find that thing and eliminate her. A pokégirl WITHOUT the genetics; a creature that could be human? Preposterous! It was outright blasphemy; pokégirls that didn't need Taming! If that... THING passed its genetics on in this world, they'd be done for!

No, it was simply better to get rid of it. And if it proved that girl was simply a pokégirl through and he'd know the little shits were lying and he'd take a different approach to getting the information from them; one more along the lines of when his Team Rocket grunts first found them.

Giving the trio across him a smile, the Gym Leader of Viridick raised his glass to give toast. "To your friend Asrial's continued safety." He wanted to make sure the Salusian was in good condition when his men brought her back to him.

Looking at each other for a moment, Jeremy and Ichikoo touched their glasses, (unlike the clone their hands were bound in front) and held them up... but something about this guy screamed he was just bad news.

Walking alongside the pigtailed Tamer, Officer Jolie couldn't help but smile. The red velvet slip fit like a glove... okay, a tight glove, but the fact was it fit her and accentuated her curves oh-so-nicely... she really had the man's eyes on her, she knew that for sure.

Indeed, his arm looped with the pokégirl's, Ranma was doing his very best to start off being on good behavior. She was a policewoman after all, who knew what could happen if he'd pissed her off or rubbed her the wrong way? (Both figuratively and possibly literally.) "So," the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer started. "Have you ever been to this place, ma'am?"

The pokégirl shook her head. "Oh no but a friend recommended it." Jolie giggled. "She said it had good food, entertainment and could be nice and quiet-like..." especially when the movies were running and one couldn't hear the antics of the other patrons.

"Sounds good," Ranma agreed with a nod of his head. He had a small bite earlier to keep himself from being the starving-level of hungry but man! Was he ever looking forward to a good dinner!

It was only a few more minutes before they reached their destination, a restaurant called 'Past Tense'. Ranma smiled and offered to get the door for her. "Allow me, ma'am," the pigtailed man told her as he reached for the handle of the entrance and pulled it open. He waited for the off-duty officer to walk in first before he stepped in behind her, closing the door behind him.

The inside of the small restaurant was a bit on the dark-side due to the low lighting, but not pitch black. However, there was light coming from one major source and Ranma could swear he heard what sounded like human dialogue going on; a movie?

However, the pigtailed man's attention to the details of the area was broken when he heard a sultry female voice ask, "Table for two?"

Turning his head towards the voice, the pigtailed martial artist replied, "Sure we need... a... table..." he stared, just STARED. While the pokégirl standing behind the matre'de's podium wore clothing it was thread-barren. She wore a black leather mini-skirt so short her white panties were viewable. While she had white cuffs with gold cufflinks and a black bowtie, she wasn't wearing a shirt, allowing Ranma to see that not only was topless but she had pierced nipples!

"I... I... I..." Ranma tried to answer as his eyes were just glued to the woman's massive mammaries. He gulped as he heard Jolie coughing to get his attention. "I mean, yes. We'd like a table for two."

"Actually..." Jolie spoke up. "Would it be all right if we could get a booth?" She wanted to see what he had, and she might need to do it here. The way that waitress was eyeing him, the policewoman just knew she'd be trying to get a taste of who was to be her man for the night.

"But of course follow me," The matre'de smiled. Taking two menus, she got down from her place and leads them into the main restaurant. Going towards the back area of the right wall, there lay a booth that was very private but still allowed for them to view the rest of the restaurant and screen. "Will this do?"

"Perfect!" Jolie answered, a huge grin on her face.

Moving past the waitress, Ranma climbed into his side of the booth as Jolie got into hers. "Thanks!" He told the pokégirl serving them as he took his menu but refrained from opening it right away. Nabiki had mentioned talking to the officer before food might be a good idea so he waited for the waitress to leave them before he tried. "So um..." he tried to think of something to say before finally asking, "What do you do when you're off duty?"

Jolie considered his words. "Not much, really..." she said honestly. "Being a policewoman is my life; the others and I work most of the time." She took a breath. "In our off hours, there's various things we do; shower, eat, catch up on sleep, training and let's not forget paperwork... oh yes, sometimes there's more work that has to be done, even if we're off the clock." Fortunately, she made sure she hit her books hard and fast earlier that day.

"Ouch!" Ranma said in sympathy for the woman. "That seems... kinda dull." Having stated the obvious, the pigtailed man took a breath. "Don't you have hobbies or... go out and have fun?"

Opening her menu, Jolie considered his question for a moment. "If you mean do we can we have fun as far as hobbies go... we rarely have time." The policewoman admitted with a shrug of her shoulders. "We weren't created to have lives to ourselves; the Leagues made us as a backbone for the protection of humanity in city-settings."

"I see..." Ranma said, not really seeing it. He blinked his eyes as he realized that the front of the restaurant had some kind of film going on the far wall. "…They show movies?" He asked curiously.

The OfficerJenny nodded her head. "Old ones..." she admitted as she turned to look over her shoulder at the screen. She blinked her eyes at the sight and grinned. "Well, well..." she smiled mischievously. "Looks like tonight is going to be a good night."

Blinking his eyes at the look on the blue-haired woman's faced, Ranma asked, "Why's that?"

"Instead of some old historical flick, they're showing a lost porno!" The OfficerJenny crowed at the images on the screen. Well this was a nice turn of events; just the thing she needed to get her date into the right mood.

Ranma blanched. Oh kami-sama! They were playing a porn in a restaurant!? NO! The tentacles! The tentacles! THE TENT-wait a minute!

Blinking his eyes once, twice, the pigtailed martial artist leaned forward over the table to get a good look. Sitting back into his side of the booth, the pigtailed martial artist slowly spoke up, "Uh... Jolie?" He asked to get the woman's attention. When she turned back to him, he told her, "That's not pornography."

"It isn't?" She sounded disappointed as she looked back at the screen and saw tentacles flying about fiercely. "But... of course it is," the policewoman tried to reason, possibly hoping. "I mean, the things are attacking a group of people, including that homely woman in particular. It's one of those tentacle porns."

Shaking his head, Ranma replied, "This is just a scene of the alien possessing some doctor. The movie is Independence Day; it's just a scene." He took a deep breath. "And that's not an ugly woman, it's a guy." Although Ranma had to wonder how THIS movie existed in this world. Last he knew movies like this shouldn't have been here... at least, not unless they were in the future. Nabiki had mentioned this place had ONCE been the United States of America.

The off-duty OfficerJenny considered that explanation. "Oh..." she said, accepting of it. "How disappointing..." Jolie pouted slightly. She'd actually looked forward to the idea of being able to catch a free porn.

Raising his left hand and scratching the side of his head, Ranma chuckled nervously. "Ah well... maybe next time?" He asked.

That made the Jenny blink her eyes in surprise. "Next time?" She asked curiously, looking straight at the Tamer.

With the woman just staring at him, Ranma wasn't sure what to say. It wasn't a response he was expecting. "Well ah... maybe next time you come, they'll have a movie you want..." he blushed a moment before making an offer. "Though if I'm in town again..."

The OfficerJenny smiled at his gentle demeanor. "I wouldn't mind," she replied. Eventually she'd judge if he really WAS worth adding to her contact list. Looking back down at her open menu, Joli mumbled, "Well let's see what we got." She blinked her eyes. It was standard fair; she wasn't expecting a fancy restaurant with this but she was thankful it wasn't the simple foodstuffs she'd been expecting. "Hmm... I think the shrimp pasta sounds good..." she said seriously. "How about you?"

Looking at his menu, Ranma asked, "I wonder if their burgers are made from KhangAssCunt eggs..." he looked up above his menu. "It doesn't say."

Looking at her own menu for a moment, the OfficerJenny replied, "Probably KhangAssCunt. It's a little cheaper than what KATTLE costs, let along being anywhere close to the price of real beef..." the bluenette replied.

Nodding his head to that reponse, the pigtailed man looked over his menu at the woman sitting acoss from him. "Uh, pardon me?" The man started. "If this' too forward don't feel like responding but I gotta ask a question." Ranma said curiously.

Raising an eyebrow, the police pokégirl asked, "Such as?"

"If you guys don't have Tamers... least none I've seen," Ranma started honestly enough. "Then how do you get Tamed?"

At hearing THAT question, Jolie grinned much like a Cheshire. Oh, she was soooooo happy he asked that. She brushed off the idea of him not knowing due to the Swiss-cheese memories that resulted from him being missing for so long. "Civil servant pokégirls don't have Tamers since we belong to the city and not one specific person." She tilted her head to the side, looking into his eyes. "That means we get Taming whenever we can... fellow human police officers... or helpful Tamers like yourself."

"Ah, I see..." Ranma replied, nodding his head as he figured out what that meant. "Hmm... well I guess if I want to be a good dinner guest, I'd better pull out all the stops huh?" He chuckled nervously.

Jolie's eyes twinkled. "Pull out all the stops huh? So... if I..." she grinned. "Simply 'borrowed' you until morning, that would be fine?"

"Officer, you've been nothing but helpful since we ran into you..." the pigtailed martial artist told her in all honestly. "I'd be a piss poor Tamer..." he paused. "No, a piss poor man not to repay your kindness." Ranma blushed a bit. "Sure, I guess so. I don't see why not." He just hoped he had it up and soon. The stuff had helped but would he be able to handle another Taming session so soon!?

The OfficerJenny couldn't wipe the smile off her face. Not often one found a person that tried to be a gentleman with pokégirls. "Realy? Well then I promise you'll enjoy tonight's 'dessert'." Even if not a Cat-type whatsoever, the Jenny practically purred.

At the hungry look on the woman's face, the pigtailed man sweat-dropped. "Well, I did promise so buck up Ranma!" He told himself, although did hope a good meal and how long it had been since the three-way he would be able to muster up the drive to give the woman what she wanted.

Perhaps he'd better warn her? "I do have to let'cha know I did Tame three girls a little before so... ah..." Ranma chuckled nervously at the look he was getting. Maybe it was better that he'd kept his mouth shut. Ah well, too late now. Damned Saotome foot-in-mouth disease!

Smiling at the look of nervousness on the man's face, Jolie told him to, "Relax! I have stuff to help if you get fatigued so don't worry I won't judge." She winked at him. "I like Tamers who thoroughly take care of their pokégirls so you're already on my good side with that. Plus..." the Jenny looked Ranma in the eyes. "I'm in the mood for a nice, drawn out Taming."

Ranma blushed as the woman was leaning over, purposely giving him a great view of her cleavage. He couldn't help but stare down at the sight.

The OfficerJenny smirked; she got him. "Like the view?" She asked innocently enough.

Nodding his head, Ranma gulped. "Uh-huh..." he managed to answer. "I really liiiaaahhh..." he groaned, feeling a pressure against his crotch.

The OfficerJenny grinned as she had her foot between his legs under the table. "Well, well..." she started in a playful voice. "I like what I found..."

Chuckling nervously as the woman had slipped her foot out of her high-heeled shoe and was rubbing it between his legs, Ranma couldn't help but shudder in delight. "You... you got good feet..." he managed to say, still looking across the table at the Jenny.

"Thank you..." the OfficerJenny replied as she kept moving her foot, sliding it along the area and liking the feel of something getting nice and hard... and BIG! "You know, they do take-out..." Jolie told him seriously. "Do you want to just get the food and go? As cozy as this is..." she licked her lips. "I'd prefer more room..."

Nodding his head rapidly, Ranma was quick to reply, "Sh-shuh-SURE!" The pigtailed martial artist couldn't believe this... when did his priorities change that he'd accept sex over food!? It was almost blasphemy to the Saotome life-style! BLASPHEMY!

However, before Ranma could further berate himself for thinking of sex over food, he was interrupted by a female voice. "Care to order?" The waitress asked as she came over to the booth.

"Yes," Jolie said honestly, bringing her foot down from between the pigtailed man's leg. "We would like to order but I must ask, can we get this to go?"

The waitress pokégirl's eyes gleamed. "Ahh..." she gasped knowingly. "You know, if you want we do have private dinning rooms. They have windows along one wall to let you see the film and we send the food up if Taming is more of a priority."

The OfficerJenny blinked her eyes in surprise. Jolie was wondering why the restaurant looked like it had an extra floor, and was she ever thankful for it now! "SURE!" She spoke up excitedly. "How much extra?"

"Only four-thousand five-hundred slc on top of the final bill," the canine-like pokégirl answered. "But it's a great deal as by going for one of the private rooms, you get a ten-percent discount on the meal portion of said bill."

Ranma thought about it... he wasn't sure if he could spend that sort of money right now, but... food and sex? Damn if it didn't seem like a win-win situation! He'd just try to talk to Nabiki afterwards about it; she was the one that suggested he get in good with the police.

Looking across the table, Jolie eyed Ranma. It was really his decision to make; he was paying.

Ranma chuckled nervously with how intently both pokégirls were staring at him. "Er... sure! I'm cool with it!"

"GREAT!" The waitress replied. "I'll go make sure a room's prepared but before that..." she put away her pencil and order-pad into the pocket of her apron and pulled out a PDA of sorts. "Any drinks or appetizers I can bring you until they ready the room or before I walk you two up?"

"How about you start us with onion rings and nachos for starters and..." Jolie grinned at Ranma. "Energy drinks and keep them coming!" Oh yes, she was intent on riding that wild horse for all he was worth.

Giggling at how the male was gawking, the waitress composed herself. "Sure, sure..." the canine pokégirl said as she input their orders on her PDA. That way, they would be processed right away and when people spent extra they tried to see that service was at an optimum. "Follow me!" She told the two.

Jolie and Ranma got out from the booth and followed the pokégirl. Making their way across the restaurant, they ended up a set of stairs going up in a spiral to the second floor. Once up there, it was easy to see that it was a hallway with a row of doors reminiscent to ones at a hotel lining one wall. The pokégirl waitress moved across a few before stopping at one with an unoccupied sigil above the handle. She then turned to the two and produced two keycards from her apron's pouch. "These are for the room if you need to leave and use the bathroom at the end of the hall or want to come down to the bar personally and return. As it is, your food and drinks you ordered will be up shortly."

Ranma grinned. "Thank you." He took the key card nervously. Man, he was pretty sure Nabiki was going to be pissed with him doing all this spending... but heck, the Jenny could be persuasive...

Although he didn't remember her outright asking for it. Ah well, just went to show just how good she was! So reaching to the door, he slid the card in and retracted it from its slot; the action followed by the sound of the door unlocking. Grabbing the handle and opening the door, Ranma could see the room was simple. A large bed, a table for two with extra chairs against the wall for a total of four, a device that looked like a stockade and of course, there was a window long facing out towards the restaurant that allowed them a good view of the movie screen.

"Not bad for just over four-thousand league credits. This is nice," Jolie said with a low whistle of appreciation. With the exception of not having its own bathroom, this was better than her own apartment!

"We get enough customers we can offer such a price." The waitress replied with a smile. She motioned to one of the wall where the table was, pointing out that there was a metal slide-door. "The dumbwaiter over there will beep whenever your food's ready, so just press the button and it'll come up. That little advancement is how we prevent walking in on customers."

The OfficerJenny nodded her head, clearly impressed. "That's a smart idea," Jolie admitted, a large smile on the blue-haired woman's face.

Ranma nodded his head. "That's rather convenient..." he admitted. Wow, for a world that revolved around sex, they were pretty creative in the aspects of including everything else around it. Hell, washing up earlier had become a sex-marathon... he wondered if they could make book-learning better through sex...

He shook his head suddenly. What was with these thoughts!? Okay, he'd liked what happened earlier, but that wasn't the only thing about him. He was Ranma Saotome for cryin' out loud, best martial artist of his generation! He wasn't some super pimp or whatever!

"Enjoy!" The Canine-type pokégirl waitress said as she stepped back and out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

"So Ranma..." Jolie said to the pigtailed Tamer as she walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Given the crowd downstairs, it might be awhile before we get our food." She grinned widely. "Do you want to get... comfy?" She pressed her breasts against chest for emphasis.

Looking down at the woman, Ranma nodded his head. Of course right now the martial artist aspect had to be pushed aside, right now the Tamer had to play! "Comfy sounds good." He gently kissed her cheek and then kissed her lips. Grinning as he looked over her, Ranma had to tell her, "That dress seems tight..."

"It is..." the off-duty OfficerJenny admitted. She gave Ranma a smoking smile. "Want to help me take it off?"

To that request, Ranma grinned widely. "Yes please!" Okay, he had to admit that sounded a little more enthusiastic than necessary but he was feeling just that! He smiled as he walked around the Jenny, looking for how to get it off of her. Spotting the zipper in the back, the male stepped behind her. Gently, he pulled the small metal closure down, opening it to the base of her spine, where it came to an end. "My, my... such a smooth back..." he said as his hands moved to massage her shoulders.

She shivered in delight, feeling her dress slip down her body. "Mmm..." she moaned softly as she felt his expert hands massaging her. "Well I try to keep fit; both for police work and well... nobody likes an overweight pokégirl... mostly." The Snorlasses and Balleenas of the world did have their fans, after all...

Grinning, Ranma nodded his head in agreement. His eyes widened considerably as he saw she wore no bra and a skimpy pair of bikini brief panties. "Wow!" He gasped out in awe. "You look great!"

"Thanks..." Jolie replied, looking him over. "You however, seem a bit overdressed..."

Getting the message Ranma began to remove his clothing, shirt and pants went off until he was down to his boxers matching her in a level of nakedness.

"Much better!" The panty-clad OfficerJenny replied as she walked up to Ranma, wrapping her arms around his neck. She shivered in delight as she felt his arms go around her waist before they shared a deep kiss

Closing his eyes, Ranma explored the woman's mouth with his tongue as he hugged her. As they dueled with their mouths, his hands roamed up and down along the woman's back, feeling along the officer's spine. After a few minutes, the pigtailed man broke the kiss. Opening his eyes, he grinned down at her. "You're good at this," he told her as his hands moved down, caressing her posterior; a cheek in each of his hands.

Shivering in delight, the OfficerJenny enjoyed his manhandling. "I pride myself on being a good lover." She shivered again at a particularly good touch on his part. "After all, a pokégirl inept at sex is either a kit or a washout." She cooed before kissing along his neck, pressing her breasts against his chest.

With the licks and kisses, Ranma shuddered in pleasure his fingers softly digging into her posterior. "Mmm... so good." His fingers curved underneath the waistband of her panties and began to pull down. "Well I can promise you, I don't think I'll be a washout." After a crash course in Taming today, he was sure he would be up to her standards.

The OfficerJenny gasped as she felt him move her panties just enough to expose her in the posterior. She shivered and moaned as she felt him feel up her exposed ass. "Mmm... yes... you like what you feel?"

"Oh yes, I do very much..." Ranma said as he ground his hips against her own as he hugged her tightly to him. "And to think my old man said you could never trust the police..." he teased as he continued to rub her posterior.

The police pokégirl licked her lips at her current lover-to-be's manhandling of her shapely booty. "How foolish!" She said seriously. "We live to protect, serve... andservice." She winked, pulling back and posing for him, showing off her wonderful figure.

"Oh wow..." Ranma gawked at the sight for a bit, licks his lips. He was about to tear into this woman in a sexual frenzy until a sound filled the room, allowing the pigtailed man's stomach to take control.

*Ding*! *Ding*! *Ding*!

Jolie turned her head, spying the dumbwaiter beeping. Standing up straight, the police pokégirl sashayed over to it. Once close enough, she pressed the button at the side of the metal door. After a moment it slide up and open, revealing their food and drinks were ready. "Hmm... food break?" She asked of her partner.

The heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts nodded his head eagerly. Sex was good but food to give him energy for sex was even better! Walking up, Ranma looked at what had arrived. Taking a deep whiff of the scent, his mouth watered. "Mmm... those smell like some good onion rings..." he admitted, following the Jenny as she carried the tray over to a small table they could sit at.

Placing the tray down onto the table, the Jenny sat down in one of the chairs while Ranma sat opposite of her. Pulling up a built-in menu on a small screen to the left of the door, Jolie eyed the entrée choices. "So while we're having round one, what should we order for the main course?"

Eating an onion ring Ranma leaned over, looking at the screen. "Hmm?" Swallowing, the pigtailed martial artist asked, "You still wanted that shrimp pasta, right?"

"Oh I am," Jolie said seriously. "You still big on getting a burger?"

"Why not?" Ranma asked. "Protein is good." And it would give him the energy to Tame that OfficerJenny to the high hevens!

Jolie smiled back at the Tamer. "Naturally. But anything else..." she looked over the menu. "I'm looking for a dish we can split but..." the pickings were rather slim; they'd two or three meals for enough for both of them.

Looking at the menu himself, Ranma tilted his head. "How about this dessert special?" He suggested curiously. It mentioned something about a lot of ice-cream, whipped cream, bananas and chocolate syrup. Odd that it didn't list nuts...

Looking at what Ranma was pointing to, the policewoman pokégirl blinked her eyes. "Oh, the body sauces?" She considered that for a moment before grinning widely. "Oh yum... I like, I like." The bluenette chuckled at the thought of using his cock as a chocolate pop.

Ranma blushed. Yeah, he realized that was a set up for more kinky sex but at this point he simply didn't care. It would be food AND sex. Hopefully that would stop the internal war of his senses by coming to a compromise.

Inputting the orders, Jolie worked on her side of the basket, finishing off her end of the onion rings. "That is good, but..." she takes a moment to take a large sip from her glass of energy drink, trying to rinse her mouth. Satisfied, the pokégirl smirked at the man sitting across from her before crawling under the table.

"Jolie?" Ranma blinked his eyes, feeling his boxers pulled down... right before a pair of lips wrapped around his cock. "Ahh!" The Pokégirl Tamer gasped out as he sat up straight in his seat. He couldn't believe how good that felt! Kami-sama, her tongue felt so good swirling around his meat like that. Leaning over the table, he reached a hand underneath, fingers stroking the officer's hair.

At the sounds of his moans, Jolie smiled as she suckled his length, her throat relaxing as she took more of his meaty goodness into her mouth. Now this was the kind of date she was hoping for, good food a nice atmosphere... and some good Taming.

Sure this was appetizers and foreplay but so far she had yet to be disappointed unlike so many other occasions. Her own aching pussy was dripping and she wanted to get to the main course! The OfficerJenny began bobbing her head more frequently as she sucked his dick. Bringing her hand down, she rubbed and stimulated herself more as she felt Ranma's erection become even harder with her ministrations.

Ranma groaned in pleasure as his member was fully hardened and started pushing down past the back of the Jenny's throat. He couldn't help himself, bucking his hips forward as his hand gripped the woman's hair with his fingers and pushed her down, causing him to fuck her face even if he couldn't get a good look at his work with the table in the way. It just felt so damn GOOD!

After a little bit more, allowing the Tamer to enjoy the pleasure she gave him, Jolie halted her actions. Pulling him from her mouth, despite his whimpers she crawled out and beckons him to her. With the pigtailed man standing, she crawled across the floor and climbed onto the bed laying back with legs spread. "Come... come to me..." she cooed. She hadn't sucked him off fully as she didn't want to tire him out. Plus as much as she liked drinking cum, she preferred a cock blowing said cum into her depths.

Getting up from his chair, Ranma grinned as he walked over to the Jenny. "I'm more than happy to assist, Officer," he told her with a grin as he grabbed the waistband of her panties at either side and pulled them down her legs slowly. Holding up the black thong before letting them drop to the floor, Ranma climbed atop the woman, making sure to get between her legs.

Jolie shivered in pleasure, feeling the head of his cock rub against her moistened opening. "Mmm... please..." she moaned in need. "I've been waiting all day and night... fuck me!" She gasped out lustfully in desire, barely holding back her emotions now that she had him so close.

"My pleasure." Ranma replied with a smile before he began pushing himself into her with a grunt. She felt like Kiiro did, tight but not as tight as Asrial and Kasumi. This was one pussy that wasn't unknown to sex but not worn from overuse and... hot damn, she felt great! "Fuck, YES!" The pigtailed martial artist growled as he bottomed out.

Her eyes going wide from the sudden force of the penetration, Jolie cried out, hands slapping down on the bed at either side of her and grasping rightly the bedsheets. "Oh shit!" She cried out. She moaned as Ranma was grinding inside of her. "B-been awhile since I had one that felt this good... ngh... p-please..." she groaned out in pleasure.

Leaning into her, Ranma kissed the woman's neck as his right hand supported his body while his left hand caressed her right tit. All the while, he was starting to move his member inside of her; grinding at first when he was in to the hilt. After a minute of just getting the woman softened up, he bit her neck and started plunging his cock back and forth in her womanly-folds in earnest, riding her harshly.

Slapping her arms up around the man fucking her so wonderful, the OfficerJenny's nails began to dig into his back. Her cries filled the air of the room as he Tamed her pussy harder and harder. "Oooooh fuck! Fuck! Fuck meee! Mmm yessssss!" She cried out again and again, feeling her pussy getting the attention it needed for ages. She couldn't remember the last time she was getting it this good, but damned if she didn't enjoy it!

"You feel good..." Ranma huskily whispered into her ear after he licked up along her neck. He groaned in pleasure as he would plunge into her depths. "You're griping me so much..."

"Ahhh, fuck!" Jolie cried out, breasts pressed against his chest as he lay atop her while fucking her oh-so wonderfully. "S-so good! H-haven't had it in ages... so... turned on!" She cried out in a lustful moan, her mind and senses swimming in pleasure.

Ranma licked her ear. "Lucky me you didn't go Feral before we met." He told her before kissing the woman again. He surprised her by trying to suck in the air from her lungs as he continued to plunder her, giving her a truly breathless feel as he fucked the woman harder than before.

Eyes going wide for a moment, Jolie moaned into his mouth, letting him dominate her mouth for a bit as he pumped her pussy with what she wanted; hot, hard cock. After breaking the kiss she wailed louder, humping her hips back against his, straining against him. "Oh fuck... fuck! I-oh god-so soon! I'm gonna cum!"

"Don't hold back." Ranma grunted, pumping his cock within her folds that much faster. "I can't hold out either, but after our food comes..."

"Yesssssssss!" She screamed out in pleasure. "Do it! Make me cum! Cum in me! Soak my pussy with it Ranma-yes-YESSSSSSS!" She screamed at the end of her demands, her legs locking up around his waist as she finally reached orgasm. She screamed louder and louder, her back arching and lifting up off the bed as her inner-folds clamped down around his cock.

Ranma was surprised with the ease the woman orgasmed. Kami-sama, how starved for pleasure was she!? But then he didn't have the time to think about that at the moment. He had to give her what she wanted! So pushing himself, the pigtailed martial artist was plunging his hips back and forth as hard and fast as he could, intensifying and prolonging the woman's orgasm as he tried to force his own to happen.

Which it did.

"AAUUGGHH YEEESSSS!" Ranma practically roared as he bottomed out; slamming his cock in to the hilt as he orgasmed, filling the woman's insides with a sudden rush of his hot, sticky seed.

Arms raised around him, Jolie clinged to him tightly, her whole body shuddering in pleasure; her moans filling the air as she felt the hot cum coat her insides. "Oooh... so good..." She moaned happily before kissing his face and neck as she felt the hot cream boil and bubble inside her. "Ah... ah... oh God..." she gasped out in pleasure. "Your years of absence haven't affected your Taming skills! WOW!"

Hell, screw 7.5! This guy was a perfect 10!