While Ranma was preparing for an event that would make him a legend among law enforcement—or at least along every lonely Officer Jenny with access to a computer—Nabiki was ignoring the glares from the Salusian Princess and her own sister—a fact that didn't surprise her considering the last few days of new facts about Kasumi Tendo she had learned, she made her way over to the facets to begin her own scrubbing.

"That wasn't very nice, Nabiki," admonished Kasumi.

"Do you know why I acted like that?" asked the middle Tendo, as she upended a bucket of cold water over herself, momentarily glad for some sensation that made her current predicament feel like home.

"Because you're a bitch?" asked Asrial, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

"No," Nabiki said, offering no response in her own tone to Asrial's accusation as she began to scrub herself. "Because he needed to keep his date and if I didn't get him out of here now—and by here I mean the Pokécenter—then odds were that a couple of the staff would have jumped him before his date. It appears Ranma has made himself a local celebrity."

The two angry females could only look on in confusion at that statement, giving Nabiki time to finish her scrubbing, as she filled a basin with some water to rinse off.

"Did you know that the staff here has cameras … in peculiar places?" Nabiki hinted, as she dumped the bucket over her head. As the water finished empting over her form, she turned to spot the two girls beginning to grasp what she had hinted at.

"Oh my/fuck!" came the replies from the recently satiated inter-dimensional duo.

"Yes," murmured Nabiki, as she began to lather her hair. "Needless to say, I am seriously questioning the skills of the local males if they're this hard up, or wondering if Ranma's other self had a reputation. Either way, I'd rather not piss off dear Officer Jolie if I can help it, agreed?"

Her slight turn caught the numbly nodding forms of the duo, bringing a smile to her lips.

"Other self?" asked Kiiro.

"Later, Little One," said Kasumi, patting the Peekabu on the arm.

Glad to have headed off one argument and hoping that her earlier actions had secured their privacy in the bath for the moment—assuming enough of the staff saw Ranma leave for his date and had no desire for a yuri-scene—she rinsed out her hair and stood up, walking towards the tub. The shock that their activities had been viewed by others had been enough to stymie their earlier anger for her treatment of Ranma.

"Still," muttered Kasumi, as her sister sat in the waters across from her, "you should treat Ranma a bit better."

"I didn't make a joke about asking if the water was clean or cloudy, did I?" shot back Nabiki, causing the non-pokégirls to blush once again. "And as much as I like the stud, I'd rather not have to play Professor to his Gilligan."

"Who?" asked Kiiro once again.

"I always thought of you as one of the Howells," replied Kasumi innocently, before turning towards Kiiro. "And she's talking about an old television show."

Kiiro nodded uncertainly, not really sure how to react, but decided to just go with what her Mistress and Alpha did. Besides, she was still riding a high from her taming and she hadn't cared a bit if others had watched her get tamed. Her old master had done a bit worse, but she didn't understand why someone watching was something to cause embarrassment with the others.

"Ah, this is good," muttered Nabiki, as the hot water worked on her stressed muscles. "They did mention Akane should be up tomorrow morning, so I took the liberty of asking for some precautions."

"Like no video?" muttered Asrial, still lounging on the side of the tub with Kiiro. She still wasn't certain if a soak would be good for her, what with the fur and all. At least Kiiro had a good excuse: electric pokégirls were probably a bad idea to bathe with.

"Like no males and no telling her that Ranma had ever been in the room," replied Nabiki. "Little sister still has some issues with sex, namely bashing anything male that catches her nude."

"Even when she's the one that walks in on them," muttered Kasumi tiredly, as she leaned her head back.

Asrial blinked at that. "Huh?"

"Oh, she's walked in on Ranma several times," answered Nabiki. Honestly, Nabiki had only removed the sign on two of those occasions; the rest was simply Akane not paying attention. "But she'll claim it is different if a girl sees a guy nude, so she'll act like it is Ranma's fault."

"Maybe she needs a good taming," offered Kiiro, her tail wagging slightly.

Nabiki and Kasumi snorted at that, leading Asrial to believe that Kiiro hadn't been the first one to make that particular suggestion.

"So what's her story?" asked the skunk-girl. "I mean, something had to happen to make her that messed up."

Nabiki shrugged. Sure, she had been part of the problem, but she had only provided the occasional instance for her little sister to act out, not directed her to … usually. "Well, Akane was always a tomboy. Add to that the fact that a certain boy in our school declared she could only date the man who defeated her and add in the fact our fathers dumped the engagement on her when Ranma arrived—something they pressed for no matter what, she is somewhat justified in being wound so tight."

"Engagement?" asked Asrial in shock. "Oh God, I slept with an engaged man."

"Well technically," said Kasumi, hoping to head off a panic attack from Asrial, "Father left the decision up to Ranma about which of us he chose, we just dropped it on little sister at the time. We were kind of … shocked about his curse."

Nabiki snorted at that. "Shocked is putting it mildly, down right terrified is a better term. First impressions mean a lot and Saotome didn't put forth a very good one. Besides, considering how often Uncle Genma pawned him off as a credit chip, I think it's safe to say the arranged marriage is not an issue anymore, so don't go thinking you broke up a happy little home, Asrial."

"Okay … what?" asked the Salusian.

Smirking, Nabiki lowered herself a bit more into the water. "Well my dear, prepare to learn the twisted tale of the two students of Anything Goes and the stupidity of their actions."

"Father isn't that bad," feebly offered Kasumi.

"Father has a breakdown if his Saturday cartoons are interrupted," replied Nabiki in a deadpanned voice.

"Anyway," she said, turning back to her audience, "how about a quick rundown on the craziness of Nerima since I don't want to turn into a prune from soaking too long. I assure you, you'll never believe half of it."

"I don't know," muttered Asrial, sitting up a bit and dangling her feet in the water, "you haven't been to Quagmire. Hell, I know some stuff that goes on in Atlanta that would really freak you out."

"Wanna bet?" murmured Kasumi.

Half an hour later, the girls were preparing to exit the bath. Even Kiiro had managed to slip in for a bit, before she exited the water, as certain parts of the story were starting to anger her, and she didn't want to accidentally electrocute her Mistress.

Asrial could only blink, eyes wide, as she retrieved several towels for the girls. During her rush to give Kiiro a bath, she had forgotten to bring a fresh change of clothes—provided by Kasumi from her earlier shopping trip and a second-hand store—for either of them. Kasumi and Nabiki were the only ones who had brought a change into the bathroom with them. "Oh … wow," she murmured.

"So," smiled Nabiki, "got anything to beat that."

Asrial scratched her chin, thinking of some of the adventures she had been a part of, as well as a few stories the Digger Sisters had told her. Were they more dangerous? Well yeah, a force of utter annihilation from space was a sigh more dangerous than a sad demon that couldn't make Kasumi too evil. Stupid? No, some of the stuff from Nerima was definitely a bit higher in the Stupidity of the Week section of her mind.

Personally, she wondered with so much magic in Nerima and all, why hadn't the Diggers' father ever been dragged there. Magic was supposed to be his thing after all. "I'll give you this: that does rank pretty high on the Weird-Shit-O-Meter," she said.

Her face instantly fell as her comparison brought back her memories of her two missing friends.

"They'll be okay," murmured Nabiki, catching on quickly to what had changed the woman's mood. "I read up on them. If they try and turn them into pokégirls, they'll discover they're one hundred percent human. If anything, they're probably being treated as royalty.

"Captured and illegally held royalty, but royalty all the same. If they had caught you," she finished, tapering off.

Asrial nodded, her hands going back to her towel-covered rear, as she remembered her earlier treatment that day.

"Don't give up hope, Asrial," said Kasumi, wrapping the woman in a tight hug. "We'll find them, you'll see!"

Nabiki stayed silent. She didn't think they'd find them, she figured Team Rocket would find them. After all, they would have hopefully a tame chat with the captured humans, which would either send them looking for the alien princess, or send them looking around the area for anymore possible humans that were dumped in Buggy Woods. For the most part, Nabiki considered keeping their secret from those outside of the Pokécenter Staff a very good thing. With any luck, they would be long gone before a Rocket Grunt—making her briefly have the image of Ranma firing a chi blast and hearing "Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off again!" appear in her mind—appeared to ask about possible humans being cared for in Pewtit.

Frankly, she wouldn't feel completely safe until their transport was repaired and they were on their way—preferably in the opposite direction of the NERV Gym. "I took the liberty of having some study material sent to our room," she added, as she finished drying off. "You saw how Jolie reacted to trying to say Asrial was Ranma's pet. I want us as above-the-board as possible." I'd also like to have a few powerhouses with me in case we get a massive assault to try and capture us, she thought. But she decided it best to keep such thoughts quiet for the moment.

She briefly giggled at the thought of Akane trying to become a Tamer as well, most likely from the youngest Tendo's own competitive nature working with her own foot-in-mouth disease. Yes, Little Sister was in for enough shocks after she recovered, best to keep them limited while she was recovering.

"Sister," said Kasumi, as the foursome made their way to the assigned room at the Pokécenter, "you really should tell Ranma about your—"

"I'll tell him when I'm ready, Kasumi," spat Nabiki, her mood instantly ruined by Kasumi's words about the Ice Queen's first serious relationship. "So I'd appreciate it if my secrets stay that."

The eldest Tendo nodded sadly. She knew how much the incident had hurt her sister; Nabiki had become a bit colder after it, and to be honest, except for her few dates since the arrival of the Saotomes, she had all but written of Nabiki's dating life. Granted, those dates had been ploys or challenges of some type, but Kasumi held out hope that maybe her sister was thawing a bit.

Nabiki forced herself to calm down as they shut the door behind them. The place was still too bugged, she had no clue just who could be watching them here, so informing the girls about the bad Evangelion fusion that existed here was out, more so than any possible secret that the Tendo sister had. She'd rather wait until they were on the road and the mobile home had been swept for bugs. That didn't take into account what demands Akane would make to deal with Gendo now or Ranma's own hero complex when the former issue was revealed.

The latter would stay buried until she felt ready.

Until they got stronger—or until some half-baked plan to retrieve them arrived from Nerima to extract them—they had to play it safe.

Looking around the room, she spotted the three girls once more. Kasumi was doing the dishes from Ranma's snack as well as making a snack with the help of Kiiro—damn, the name was starting to grow on her, and Asrial was messing around with some purchased electronics—most likely upset that Saotome had taken his PokéDex thus preventing her from trying to 'fix' it from reading her as a pokégirl.

Shaking her head, she went over to the table near the couch, spotting several pamphlets about tamer licenses and test-prep materials. Shaking her head, she sat down on the couch, humming a tune in her head as she went over the information. "A three hour tour, a three hour tour," she murmured.

Walking out of the establishment with a slight wobbly to his step, Ranma was holding onto Officer Jolie to help with his balance. "Now... THAT was awesome..." he told the police pokégirl as they walked side-by-side... at three in the morning. Damn it, for such a nice place, how could they NOT rent out rooms for overnight? They must've had a deal with the local hotel or something... at least they got their money's worth of food, and 'fun'.

The bluenette pokégirl supporting herself against Ranma nodded her head in agreement. "I'm surprised I can walk myself," Jolie murmured while smiling tiredly. "Then again, I was a bit relentless and you did Tame some of your Harem before the date like a good Tamer should."

Raising his left hand to scratch the back of his head, the pigtailed man chuckled in embarrassment. "Eheh-heh... thanks for not laughing at my... ah... weakness." At least Ranma could admit he was getting better reciprocating playful banter without putting his foot too far into his mouth. Boy was this world ever having an effect on him. He couldn't remember a time when he would simply jibe back at someone with word-play.

Still that didn't mean it was the only thing he could do. "I hope you don't have to work tomorrow... we were at that for a bit." Of course by, 'a bit' he meant, 'like crazed weasels in heat for three hours straight'.

"I'm still free for another..." she raised her free arm and checked her watch. "Twenty four hours. Plenty of time to sleep in and get any errands done." She smiled at Ranma. "Plus getting such a good Taming in, I won't need any servicing for a good long while, thanks to the wonderful stud here." She winked at the pigtailed Tamer she was walking beside.

"Eh... ain't nothin' big about it," Ranma told her. "A marti-ah... a Tamer is supposed to Tame and keep his girls happy, even if they aren't part of the harem!" He told her, a bit of the old Saotome chauvinism slipping in.

A huge grin on her face, Jolie nodded her head. "Mmmhmm... that you did. I just hope your friends and harem aren't too miffed I borrowed you this late." She knew how some pokégirls could get with girls outside of the harem. Until they were enrolled, they were just competition.

Ranma shook his head. "Nah. In fact, Nabiki was telling me I should try and help out those who can't help themselves," he said, quoting the martial artist's code. "So it's really for the best and..." the pigtailed martial artist blinked his eyes as realization hit him like a sack of bricks. "Say... Officer Jolie?"

"Hmmm?" The OfficerJenny asked curiously, turning her head to look at him. "What is it?"

"Later today, after we've both had some sleep..." Ranma started seriously but making her know it wasn't too big a deal. "Would you mind helping us get in contact with that friend of yours that'll fix our RV?" The pigtailed man asked curiously. "We could use the help!"

Nodding her head, the off-duty OfficerJenny replied, "Of course! Given what happened with the last 'repair' guy, I'll be happy to get you into contact as soon as possible. She frowned slightly as she remembered something. "Although..." Jolie admitted. "It might take him time. He's not a repairman by trade but he does take care of his own machinery and vehicles; he's even helped repair a squad car or two for us when it the money to afford such wasn't in the budget. I'm thoroughly convinced he knows what he's doing."

Ranma blinked his eyes. "He's not a technician or repair guy? Well, what is he?"

Officer Jolie gave Ranma a playful grin. "His name's Brock Stuart. He's the head of the Boulder Ranch here in Pewtit and he's also the city's Gym Leader."

That statement made Ranma blink his eyes once, twice. "HUH!?"

"Yeah it doesn't get out much he does tinkering with machinery much but yes..." the OfficerJenny explained to Ranma as they walked the quiet streets of Pewtit in the early morning. "Besides being the Gym Leader he has his own side projects for inventing and such."

"Ah... okay..." Ranma replied slowly as he tried to come to terms with what such an encounter could entail. "How do I ask about Gym leaders without making it sound like I know less than I should?" Thought a very worried Ranma. Someone with such authority would know the difference between a rookie and someone that new jack shit. He just hoped Brock would accept an 'amnesia' excuse...

At the look on the helpful and 'cocky' Tamer's face, Jolie frowned curiously. "Ranma?" She spoke up to get his attention. "Are you all right?"

"Ah... well." He paused for a moment before he decided that mix of honest and a not-quite-but-still white lie had worked so far... "Thing is I hope my little bit of amnesia won't make the guy think I'm some useless noob when I meet him. You know, given how I'm gonna need so much re-education..." he scratched the back if his head. "And I've kinda forgotten some details on this Brock guy," he 'admitted' sheepishly.

Nodding her head to that request, Jolie had to admit it was understandable, given the circumstances. Jusenkyo was a terrible place and whatever happened robbed the poor youth of his memory, (but thank the thousand gods NOT his Taming skill!) "Well he is a bit of a recluse... outside of the gym and his workshop word has it he's rather homely taking care of his siblings."

Ranma blinked his eyes. "Siblings?"

"Yes, all twelve younger brothers and sisters," the blue-haired pokégirl explained. "His father is busy handling the day-to-day affairs of the Ranch and it's up to Brock to raise his human siblings; six boys and six girls."

"Holy..." Ranma gawked at the thought of so many kids. "Where's his Mom?"

Jolie frowned slightly. "Sadly, she died from an illness. They ended up naming the hospital after her."

"That sucks..." Ranma muttered, already becoming a little impressed with this Brock guy. Still, he needed to know a bit more about it. "So what's his specialty?"

"Rock-types," Jolie told him. "But he does have a surprise for those that would abuse Plant-types to try and claim an easy win. He has a high level Vixxen as well, you see. She really is such a beauty too."

Ranma nodded his head to that explanation. "That... sounds plausible." He considered it for a moment. "So what, Gym Leaders normally specialize in one type or something?"

"Quite," Jolie told him. "While the Gym Leaders normally specialize in elements, I must admit Prussian's Gym Leader is somewhat different. He follows a 'theme' rather than an elemental type-casting."

Raising an eyebrow to that, Ranma asked, "What sort of... theme?"

"It's 'Ancient Egyptian', I believe..." Jolie told him. "He's got a Scorpiagirl, a Feraligarter... he even has a rare Lickario and if you can believe it, a SPHINX!" She said excitedly. "The rarest of all pokégirls and one is practically on display within Indigo!" The OfficerJenny took a deep breath. "However... that Sphinx and Brandon's mummy pokégirls; the Bandame and Phawhore... they are definitely a tough group to face." She took a deep breath. "He covers a lot of elements, making him one of the three toughest Gym Leaders in the entirety of the Indigo League."

Ranma considered her words. "So unless I have a powerful and skilled harem, avoid him at all costs?"

Officer Jolie nodded her head. "It's suggested only advanced Tamers tackle the Viridick, Prussian and Lavenderriere Gyms."

"So best to train, plan ahead, make sure I try my hand at all the other Gyms and pray to whatever god, huh?" Ranma asked, taking in all she said prior, to affirm he got it right.

Nodding her head, the OfficerJenny dressed in a rather nice dress from the evidence locker firmly replied, "Exactly!"

Nodding his head, Ranma mentally filed this away to mention to Nabiki later, assuming she hadn't already raided the internet or whatever source for such information. "Um..." he paused for a moment. "Okay I admit I got distracted... am I taking you home or we stopping by the center?" He could feel a bead of sweat trickle down the side of his head as he chuckled. Yeah, real smooth on his part...

"The PokéCenter," the bluenette pokégirl replied. "I live almost next-door and besides dropping you off, I need to pick up something." Well, in truth she wasn't lying. She wanted to really stop by and tell the Joys on the graveyard shift about the marvels of this stud as well as update his profile. He was a perfect TEN! And from that, she'd be 'picking up' pride from their reactions. It wasn't often a "10" came through their fair little hamlet of Pewtit.

Ranma blinked his eyes as Officer Jolie was practically hanging on his arm, a glazed look in her eyes. "Uh... everything all right?"

"Oh no, just... still feeling the afterglow," the police pokégirl told him, a big grin plastered on her face. "I haven't had such a good night or a Taming that good in quite awhile. Thank you."

Feeling a swell of confidence from the boost to his price, Ranma told her, "Well, the feeling is mutual. It's been ages since I had a date that didn't blow up...outside of the girls in my harem, that is." The pigtailed man quickly corrected himself.

Jolie rolled her eyes at the thought of such idiot women. "Their loss if the other girls couldn't handle the date."

Ranma smiled lightly at having someone on his side concerning such. "It mostly had to do with jealousy and other people breaking it up," he told her honestly.

The OfficerJenny snorted in annoyance at such. "Pooh! What losers..."

Ranma sweat-dropped at such a reply but didn't correct her. Admittedly, he had his fair share of the blame when it came to blowing said dates... not that he wanted her to know, of course. The whole Saotome pride coming into play, so to speak.

It wasn't much longer before the two reached their destination. The doors to the PokéCenter opened automatically once they arrived at the doorsteps. The two walked in, arm-in-arm and received a greeting.

"Oh! Welcome back, Ranma-kun!" Came the surprisingly energetic reply from the eldest Tendo sister as she stood by the help desk in the lobby. It was surprising, considering the time of night it was.

Blinking his eyes once, twice, Ranma just stared in surprise at the woman standing there in her nightgown. "Kasumi? You're still up?" He asked in surprise.

"Actually I woke up feeling like a midnight snack and I just started to talk with the lovely NurseJoy..." Kasumi explained. The eldest of the Tendo sisters had a grin on her face that reached from ear-to-ear as she explained, "She's recommended a good place for us to find a Milktit."

The NurseJoy on call nodded her head. "There's this delightful place within Cerulesbian's city limits. Normally they deal only with Water-types but they got a few Milktits in that they're looking to unload." She sighed. "Sadly, they only take walk-ins. They want to see and meet the people their pokégirls are going to."

Turning back to the NurseJoy working the graveyard shift, the matriarch of the Tendo girls gave her a gentle smile. "I don't mind. I just hope there's some when we arrive," Kasumi told her honestly. Although she'd honestly appreciate it if there were still some Milktits for sale when they arrived.

Considering this for a moment, the OfficerJenny told Kasumi, "If they're out, there's a farm that specializes in Milktits and other agricultural pokégirls." Jolie sighed as she admitted, "It's a little pricier but the girls are top quality."

"Really?" The eldest Tendo turned to the police pokégirl, her interest piqued. "Where is it?" Kasumi asked.

To that inquiry, the OfficerJenny replied to the human woman, "It's on the Dix Island chain, specifically Fortune Island or-"

"FORTUNE FARMS!" Kasumi said with a bit of glee.

Surprised at the outburst of the woman standing next to her, the NurseJoy chuckled. "So you know of them?"

Turning to the NurseJoy, the pigtailed martial artist couldn't help but smirk. "She's been researching Milktit farms for a bit," Ranma explained. After all, Kasumi's desire for the diary-producing pokégirl was no big secret.

"So that's what the racket is all about..." came a disgruntled, tired-sounding female voice from the doorway which lead to the Tamer's rooms. "Welcome back, Ranma..."

Turning to the source of the voice, the raven-haired martial artist turned Tamer paused for a moment. Looking her over for a moment, he couldn't help but laugh. "Heh heh! It ain't often I see you with a bed-head or so groggy, Nabs," Ranma told her with a smirk.

Hearing such, the middle Tendo sister rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah... laugh it up," Nabiki muttered in annoyance. Raising a hand to her face and rubbing her eye, she looked over to Jolie and then at Ranma. "You just got back, huh? Have fun?"

Both the martial artist turned Tamer and off-duty police pokégirl couldn't help but grin dumbly. Oh yes, they certainly enjoyed themselves.

Getting her answer, Nabiki mumbled, "Well that's nice to know."

OfficerJolie nodded her head. "Oh yes, quite. I'm just sorry the establishment didn't allow 'overnights'. Since I didn't feel like just keeping Ranma at my place for only a little bit, I figured I'd bring him back to the PokéCenter."

Ranma for his part, was just staring at Nabiki in shock. Once he got over his initial amusement, he was taking the state of the most mercenary of the Tendo daughters seriously. "Man, Nabs..." he said in awe. "I didn't know all your hair could shift like that..."

"Wuh?" Nabiki asked as she heard that comment, raising a hand up. "I don't have much hair... to... oi .." bringing her hand from the side of her head, the woman groaned and slapped herself on the face. Of all the things...

"Actually," Ranma spoke up as he continued to stare at the Tendo girl. "It's kinda cute."

Nabiki opens a space between the fingers of the hand on her face and looked at the pigtailed Tamer ciuriously. "Cute? Me... cute..." lowering her head, she snorted. "Pfft! Yeah... riight." Her tone of voice was, understandably, disbelief.

"He's right sister," the eldest Tendo daughter chimed in. "You do have a bit of a cutesy bed-head," Kasumi told her with a smile.

Ranma couldn't help but laugh a little. "You also look cute with your droopy eyes." He pointed out.

Nabiki grumbled in annoyance. "It's too early for coffee." So saying, she moved her hand to her mouth to try and stifle a yawn.

Waiting for the girl to finish yawning for a moment, the OfficerJenny chimed in, "I'd recommend a soft, soooft lay but..." Jolie grinned at Ranma. "Well, I don't think we want to break Ranma here." The bluenette pokégirl said with a grin.

The middle Tendo sibling just stared at the OfficerJenny for a loooong time. "How the hell does sex put you to sleep?" Nabiki inquired, wondering how an activity usually very energy driven could induce sleep, (unless your lover just SUCKED that badly). Thankfully despite a bad lay or two they didn't put her to sleep.

The OfficerJenny smiled. "Well, if they just slide in and hold you from behind on your side and just slowly move or even just stay there while rubbing your body..." she smiled faintly from her memory of Ranma doing that not too long ago. "It's one of the top ten ways in Score Magazine of how to enjoy early morning or late night lazy sex," Jolie explained.

Ranma raised an eyebrow to that. "That... that does sound like fun." He managed a small grin as he looked at Jolie appreciatively. He was obviously thinking about earlier as well.

Snorting, Nabiki told him, "Don't even think about it, Saotome." He still had a harem he needed to take care of! Even if it got them in good with the law, he couldn't go fucking the police officers every day!

"Oh that sounds so wonderful and romantic!" The eldest of the Tendo daughters cooed out happily. Looking at Jolie curiously, Kasumi asked, "Can it be done in a group?"

Jolie mulled over it for a moment as she considered such realistically. "Hmm... I'd say it depends on the guy-to-girl ratio. Group cuddle-sleeping can be fun but takes time and as I said, the guy-to-girl ratio adds to it." The OfficerJenny shrugged her shoulders. "Best do what I mentioned for on a couple. Group cuddling takes some finesse, especially if one's cock is unavailable."

"Unavailable would be right..." Ranma muttered. Trying to cuddle with many girls at once, while fun-sounding, just seemed like a bad idea if one liked to take longer turns than the others...

It was then the OfficerJenny brought up an excellent point. "But on cold winter nights that many bodies just feels soooo good." Jolie smiled before she energetically explained, "Sometimes when we sleep at the station, a bunch of us move our cots close together. It doesn't always have to be sexual but spice is nice, if you're not just dead tired."

Groaning, Nabiki just rolled her eyes. "Ugh... can we just not talk about sex? My brain's too tired to want to think," the most mercenary of the Tendo daughters grumbled before trying to stifle a yawn again.

Nodding his head, the heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts turned to the sleepy numbers-cruncher of the Tendos. "Then go back to bed. I need to shower before I even get to sleep. I'm a little ripe," Ranma explained.

"Ditto," Jolie agreed... but boy, had it been worth it! He Tamed her for so long and so lovingly! She really felt like she could go more than a couple of weeks before she needed to have sex again.

Hearing Ranma complain about needing to wash up, the eldest Tendo daughter was quick to speak up. "Want me to wash your back? I promise there will be no naughty stuff. I would just wash you," Kasumi offered.

At her sister's enthusiasm, Nabiki just groaned in disbelief. "Why Kami-sama? Why do you throw all this at me when I'm half asleep?" She wondered bitterly.

Ranma nodded his head. "That would he helpful. Thank you, Kasumi," he said with a smile on his face. Oh Kasumi... even in this world she was just ever so helpful.

Seeing how she had Ranma all up for this, the eldest Tendo turned to her sister. "Nabiki, I know you're tired but maybe a wash would wake you up? Or do you prefer to go back to sleep?"

Raising an eyebrow, Nabiki just stared at her sister strangely. "Sis, I hope you aren't trying to get me and Ranma in a shower together for something kinky." She saw what happened the last time Kasumi got into the bathroom with Ranma. So did the hospital staff.

Shaking her head, Kasumi answered, "Not now... at least." The eldest Tendo grinned.

Eyebrows furrowing, Nabiki turned her head and glared lightly at Ranma. "I'd blame you for her corruption but..." she shook her head. "Bah! Even I know my big sis has some perverted ideas and not every problem revolves around you."

"For once!" Ranma thought before thanking the kami for small favors.

"But still..." Nabiki said in a dead serious, (and dead tired) tone of voice. "I'd rather just get back to bed..." she let out a yawn. "Now that I know everything went well, I just want to sleep more." And with that said she turned back to head down the hallway and back to her room.

Nodding her head, the eldest Tendo told her younger sister, "Sleep well Nabiki!"

"Later Nabs!" Ranma called out after the retreating form of the middle Tendo sibling.

To that, Nabiki stopped suddenly. Slowly, she turned to look back at Ranma with an annoyed look. "...'Nabs'?"

Ranma could feel himself sweating at the woman's stare. "Uh... bad nickname?"

The middle Tendo sibling continued to glare at Ranma for a loooong time. Finally, she took a deep breath and sighed. "...I'll let it slide but... that name doesn't conjure nice memories." She muttered the later part mostly to herself as she turned and walked off.

Watching her walk until Nabiki was out of sight, Ranma turned to look at Kasumi curiously. "Bad... memories?"

To that question, Kasumi sighed sadly. "It's not my place to tell."

Ranma sighed. This was definitely something to think about.

Sitting on a wash stool, Ranma squirmed a bit as Kasumi scrubbed him down with a luffa. She was being very... thorough to say the least. And it wasn't helping that she was 'dressed' for the part. Kami-sama! How could his member still try to get it up after all he'd put it through today!?

Noticing Ranma's discomfort, Kasumi giggled softly. "I'm sorry. Am I arousing you a bit too much?"

"I'm surprised I can even get it up," the pigtailed martial artist answered softly. "I didn't even have as many energy drinks as I expected."

Mulling over that for a moment, Kasumi suggested, "Well it might be your 'never give up' spirit also counts for... well..." she trailed off, lets the thought hang, (much like Ranma's member).

Ranma shivered a bit as the cleaning continued. "Kasumi? Do you have to... clean my butt so intently?" She scrubbed that sponge and soap over his posterior so often he'd lost count.

"Well, I do have to be thorough," the woman answered, allowing herself a giggle. However, she did lessen the intensity of her cleaning a bit at his asking.

Taking a deep breath, Ranma let off a sigh of relief as the cleaning felt less... stimulating. Trying to look over his shoulder, the pigtailed martial artist attempted to make conversation. "So what did you all do after I left?"

"Girl talk," Kasumi said honestly. "And Nabiki was kind enough to give us an idea of what goes on at the PokéCenter." She frowned lightly. "For example, do you know they have cameras in peculiar places?"

"Is that so?" Ranma asked curiously. "I guess they would big on security. I can understand it, considering all the kinds of pokégirls that come in at once and the dangers they possess..."

Yep, he was missing the point.

Kasumi sighed and reached a hand up, gently poking his cheek. "Ranma," she deadpanned. "They saw us all hot and bothered. At least they gave us a nice DVD and Nabiki ensured they wouldn't sell copied of it."

Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice. "Wait! They actually saw us when we were all having sex?" He asked in complete shock at the thought of having been viewed on. But then... that was also kind of to be expected of this world. Sex made the world round.

"Yes, yes... and from what Nabiki said they all were quite aroused," Kasumi said in a matter-of-fact manner.

Blinking his eyes once, twice, the pigtailed martial artist asked, "Oh... really?" Even if he wasn't thinking about having sex with them, it was always nice to get such a boost to his ego.

"Mmmhmm..." the eldest Tendo replied as she nodded her head. "They said it was rare for a Tamer to Tame three girls." The brunette blinked her eyes. "Well, two pokégirls and a human lover," Kasumi corrected as Asrial was considered a pokégirl and for their cover, had to go along with such.

Ranma frowned as he head that. "Why do I keep getting the feeling that Tamers take pokégirls for granted?" They all seemed just so damned sex-starved!

Mulling over that for a moment, Kasumi answered him as best she could. "Somewhat..." she started to answer. "Not unlike our world only without the permissive sex and extreme lack of women's rights."

Nodding his head, the blue-eyed Tamer admitted, "Yeah I know guys are dicks at home too." Many of his rivals came to mind...

"Maybe so," Kasumi told him. "But not all are." She smiled a little. "And I must say you've matured a bit since we came here."

Ranma chuckled nervously at the praise. "Well... it's kinda sink or swim here," he admitted. "Either I grow up in some ways and do what has to be done, or..." he sighed as he let his train of thought trail off. "I really don't want to think of what could go on here." The whole pokégirl concept was tough enough to deal with but there were many real dangers involved with it as well. He would be damned if he let any of the girls get hurt because of him.

Hearing him say that, the eldest Tendo sister reached around and hugged him from behind, resting her chin against the back of his neck. "I know..." she whispered. "We're all nervous and just want to keep out of trouble and stay alive." She smiled a little. "However, I have faith in you. You, Nabiki, Asrial, Kiiro... all of you. Even Alice, Cyan and Cassandra."

Ranma was surprised at the sensation of her breasts against his back. But her words... the tone and seriousness they conveyed cut through any surge of hormones that could pop up. "I understand Kasumi..." he whispered back to her. "I'll be doing my best."

"I know you will," she said encouragingly. Raising a hand tilting his face to the side, she kissed him. It wasn't the passion-crazed one from before but a gentle, sweet, innocent, yet also needy kiss. It wasn't one meant to incite hormones or be some overly sappy romantic kiss but a kiss born of mutual trust, love and need.

Wide-eyed for a moment, it took a second for Ranma to calm down and return the honest kiss. He closed his eyes as he tried to enjoy the sensation of kissing the older Tendo woman.

After a minute of lip-contact, Kasumi reluctantly broke the kiss and cuddled up to him warmly. There was no talking from her, she just wanted to enjoy the moment of peace.

Raising his arms, Ranma returned the soft embrace. The pigtailed martial artist may have been letting Kasumi take the lead, but he was more than willing to reciprocate the affection. "Thank you, Kasumi..." he whispered to her softly.

"Mmmhmm... and thank you too," she whispered while enjoying the feeling of his strong arms. Arms that assured her they had a chance in this alien world.

"Brainwave activity is increasing."

"Looks like she's waking up finally. Increase oxygen concentration in the respirator unit, adjust the muscle inhibitors accordingly."

"Keep a tight watch on the new tissue, I want to know if it breaks down or she ruptures it."

Akane Tendo was slowly returning to the waking world. She had just left a very weird dream, involving Ranma dressed up as Spider-man, Ryoga's voice coming from something that looked like a cross between P-chan and Venom, and the Fantastic Four replaced with Charmander, Clefairy, Pikachu, and Golem.

I'm never eating chicken before bed ever again; that dream was way too weird.

"Ms. Tendo, are you alert enough to respond?" came a female voice.

"Hmm?" she murmured, wondering why she felt so tired.

"Can you open your eyes please?"

Despite the fact she felt the question itself was weird, she slowly forced her eyes open. She truly didn't want to; actually, she wanted to go right back to sleep. But the nice voice had asked her to open them, so she thought it would be rude not to give it a try.

"Wow," she murmured, "you're all so tiny."

"Great," muttered one of the pink haired tiny figures, "she's stoned."

"Mary, just shift the system to flush the pain killers and set the neuro-suppressor active on the pain centers of her brain. Make sure you don't interfere with the torso restraint system."

"Yeah, yeah; I know what I'm doing, Sally," spat Mary. "This isn't the first patient with these issues I've dealt with before."

Akane tilted her head slightly. Sure her mind still felt a bit foggy, but she wondered why the short pinkies were arguing like that. But as she stared, she could feel her mind clearing, the fog lifting.

"Now try to stay calm, Ms. Tendo," said an unnamed pinkie. "My name is Jill, I was one of the attending medical personnel at the time you came in."

"Medical?" asked Akane. Her mind was trying to capture some thought, something that was eluding her. Why would she ever have needed medical…

And then it hit her.

"Heart rate and respiration just shot way up!"

"No shit, Sherlock," grumbled Mary.

"Calm down, Ms. Tendo!" pleaded Jill. "You're safe here! The Arachnae isn't around here! You're safe!"

Akane struggled to try and move. Her mind snapping at her with fear as images of the spider-girl reappeared to her, the pain as … something bit into her, her cries inside the webbing… But as much as she tried, she found her body wouldn't respond. She could move her neck, but her arms, her legs, hell her torso wouldn't respond. "Why can't I move?" she cried.

"We're restraining you so you don't reopen your wounds," said Jill calmly. Damn it, she knew they should have had her sisters here. The girl was freaking out at where she was and what had happened. They usually had a few friendly faces in the room when they brought the patient back around, someone whom the patient would recognize and feel at ease with. They just hadn't been able to do it this time, thanks to the needed monitoring of the Tendo female. The fact she had survived long enough to get to surgery was a miracle on its own. They just didn't want to take any chances with making room for one of her sisters at the moment when they had so much to monitor to ensure her continued living. "Now please calm down! If you keep resisting like that, you might reopen your wounds!"

"So … I'm not paralyzed? I mean, I can't feel anything," she said into the mask.

Jill nodded. "You're not paralyzed. We've just inhibited certain signals from reaching your brain so you don't move and re-injure yourself. When you're healed enough, we'll drop the inhibitor, drain the medical tank, and allow you out for brief trips. But you'll need to begin physical rehabilitation," she said calmly, happy to note that that Akane's heart rate and breathing rate was dropping slowly back to normal. "The new muscles will be weak and tender for a while and we'll want to monitor your health to ensure the cloned tissue and organs are continuing to function normally."

Akane nodded, agreeing with that. The fact that she had been… And they had repaired…

"So no sex for a week or two," commented Jill.

"Right, no sex," said Akane. "That's okay, I… NO SEX!" she sputtered.

"They're going up again," commented Mary.

"Calm down, Ms. Tendo!" pleaded Jill. "I'm sure you can go the needed time. What is more important to you: sex or your health?"

Akane just continued to sputter into the mask. What the hell had people been saying about her?

Asrial slowly removed herself from her bed, smiling at how rested she felt.

True, she hadn't gone to sleep without worries; the safety of her two friends had always weighed heavily on her mind since their separation. About the only time it hadn't been was … in the bath.

She giggled a bit as the memories surfaced, as did some lingering soreness, as she moved about her room. All things considered, the last few days had been some of the best and some of the worst of the Princess's young life. She had never done anything like that in Quagmire.

But then one could say it was this place, this world that brought out such behavior. Here, sex was almost as much part of daily life as brushing your teeth—which she needed to do.

But that could wait until after breakfast. After all, she learned last night where the damaged RV was being kept. Apparently when that asshole mechanic had been charged, he was immediately detained after Asrial, Ranma, and Officer Jolie had left—the fraud had also tried his trick on someone with some political clout.

Long story short, he was in jail for the next few days, and his garage was left without supervision. All she needed to do was sneak in—after ensuring no security systems were active; electronic or pokégirl—and get to work. After all, considering she was capable of turning a rusted hunk of junk on cinderblocks into a flying car, surely she could turn the disassembled transport into something no one would expect, especially those asshole Team Rocket members. It wasn't likeshe was going to have to pay for or explain where the parts for said modifications had come from.

The fact it would keep Ranma from owing that Officer Joy another favor was … not entirely beside the point. I wonder why I feel so possessive about Ranma now,she thought. It did remind her of how she felt for Jeremy at times.

Hmm, Jeremy … Ranma … Jeremy … Ranma … Jeremy nude … Ranma nude…

Jeremy, Ranma, and myself nude…

Her eyes immediately snapped open as her mind took that parting thought down a perverted track. Oh yes, this world had to be at blame for part of that.

Besides, it wasn't likely to occur, Ranma didn't appear to be the type to be involved in a threesome or moresome with another guy.

No; for right now it was probably for the best to just focus on securing the transport and getting it mobile and functional, before another Officer Joy or one of the Pokécenter staff tried to get some time with the pigtailed Tamer. Hopefully the last date hadn't been recorded as well. Who knew what would happen on a world like this if either video of Ranma's Taming efforts got out.

After quickly checking her own bag to ensure her copy hadn't been lost or stolen, she started getting dressed. She was going to be busy after all, and the last thing she wanted was to have to waste time after breakfast returning for her clothes, since that would take time from working on the RV.

"I wonder if I can get Ranma to help me christen it after I finished," she whispered, churring a bit at the thought of doing just that.

Nabiki felt herself slowly returning to the waking world, a beam of sunshine streaking in through the shut curtains and somehow finding her eyes, no matter where she turned her head. Sure, she could sleep through it, but … she felt like she was rested enough to survive endure the day ahead.

Her mood at the moment was only semi-good, a drastic shift from her usual mood when she got as much sleep as she wanted and needed without missing some appointment. Usually sleeping in wasn't an option, what with her … extracurricular activities. But said activities were literally another universe away, so unless her analog—if one existed here—was into similar activities, she was going to need to find something else to fulfill her time.

She severely doubted her favorite manga would be available here—not without a serious upsurge of T&A. Besides, one search had already found Neon Genesis: Evangelion existed here in some form. And truthfully, she wasn't quite ready to tempt fate.

But if she found an analog of Harry Potter here, she was seriously going to either need some brain-bleach in the form of enough alcohol to make a fraternity president cringe or a weapon to cleanse the Earth.

Back to her mood, it was simply to place why it was not a perfect example of contentment.

He damned sister caused it! Sure, she had nice dreams until she had woken up to catch Saotome's return from ensuring a healthy relationship with Law Enforcement—the fact that the words Saotome, healthy, and Law Enforcement were probably never used before in such a configuration didn't escape her. And though Kasumi hadn't pushed it, enough hints had been dropped that the Elder Tendo would like nothing better than to get her itch scratched again.

Kasumi probably would have if the Wild Horse could get a salute going. But apparently four women in one day was Saotome's limit. Well, if she ever got home, that was one bet she never needed to pay out. Most went for him either being a quick shot like a stereotypical virgin or someone who would do half the district and never stop—with side bets on if incubus or succubus blood ran in Saotome's family on his mother's side.

It also brought up questions about Kasumi Tendo, namely just how pure had the maiden been in mind and body. Was Tofu's reaction due to his nerves or had Kasumi done something to the good doctor to make him like that. If so, were his fits a reason to clear the room and enjoy their time alone? Kasumi did claim to desire older men…

And now said formerly-chaste woman wanted Ranma to deliver such an experience to Nabiki as well.

Nabiki had to wonder what had caused the dramatic personality shift in her sister—if any had occurred. Ask anyone in Nerima—minus the perverts and the conspiracy nuts—about images of Kasumi, and you would never hear the phrases orgy, foursome, eating cum out of women, nailing her sister's fiancée, trying to get Nabiki laid, or desires to own animal women unless said phrases followed 'she'll never have a desire to'.

And yet here it was happening. From Homemaker to Pimp in under a day, a new record in Nerima; Kasumi was definitely showing she had unexplored depths—sex jokes not withstanding. Oh yes, there was a definite need for some sister-bonding time for a nice in-depth chat, hopefully before Akane discovered the DVD Kasumi had made of her orgy in the bathroom—and hopefully before she sat everyone down to watch it and dissected their moves like a sports coach.

And then there was another thing to wake-up for today: Akane was supposed to awaken and be able to talk finally. Last she had heard before bed, everyone was going well, cloned tissue and organs were working fine, no rejection and the cells were holding perfectly. So odds were that for a while, Akane's power would be a bit off thanks to the new muscles and flesh.

Not that Nabiki looked forward to being a test subject for such. If anything, it made now a perfect time to explain to Little Sister the new Facts of Life for their continued survival. The last thing anyone wanted was a repeat of what had happened in the woods. She still had shivers at seeing Akane like that, soaked in her own blood, barely hanging on.

Akane was going to have to see fact or they were all in trouble. But explaining to the girl that Ranma was now not only expected to be a pervert, but sleep around…

Oh there was going to be some yelling at that meeting.

But there were other things to worry about at the moment, like Kasumi's plans for the day.

Well namely one plan: get Ranma to Tame the rest of his new harem, namely the High Elf and the two catgirls. Oh sure, Kasumi had asked her, Kiiro, and Asrial to attend, mainly to keep Ranma calm enough to allow him to start to work through his ailurophobia. It sounded more like Kasumi just wanted some more time together with everyone, but the way she had presented it…

Not that Nabiki had any plans to attend, mind you. If and/or when she had a first time with Ranma, it would not be with others present, it would not be being recorded by the Pokécenter staff, and it would not be in any manner, shape, or form similar to her experiences with him. No, it would be something … unique and shared only between the two of them.

So aside from avoiding her sister's plots for another orgy to help gain control over the Nekoken, chatting with Akane, and her own studying of this world and her upcoming exams to be a Tamer—and exactly what type of pokégirls female Tamers were expected to have, her day was relatively full. Overall, it stood to be a busy day, one filled with learning of this new world and hopefully not running into any more anime rejects fused with it.

Opening her eyes finally now that she had decided on a course of action, she was happy to note her time making the decision had allowed the sun to move enough not to stream into her pupils.

She was however unhappy to find the previously mentioned catgirls in bed with her, cuddling into her side, and each one groping one of her breasts. At least it explained why she had a naughty dream of a catboy Ranma having his way with her: part Kasumi's suggestions, part Kasumi's DVD debut, and part purring catgirls molesting her in her sleep.

Oh, Kasumi is so going to pay for this. I know this was her idea!

In his own room, Ranma too was beginning to wake to the day … well, early pre-afternoon. After all, he had had a late night, had a foursome followed by a night of pleasing a certain Officer Jenny. So he didn't mind that he had slept past dawn. It wasn't like anyone was going to wake him with a bucket of cold water or by tossing him out an open window. Sure, he'd probably get up soon, spend some time working out, followed by another wonderful break…er…brunch by Kasumi, and learn more about these Pokégirls before Angry Tomboy 01 awoke from her slumber and…

Oh who was he kidding, the minute Akane learned that he had had sex with Kasumi and three other girls, he was a dead man. They would be finding pieces of him from here to … well, whatever was on the opposite side of the world from Pewtit.

Great, now he needed a map! He hadn't even been up for five minutes and he already needed a map to find out just how screwed he was.

Sighing that drifting back to sleep was no longer an option, he tried to sit up.

'Tried' being the appropriate word as something was pinning his shoulders to the bed. Opening his eyes, he turned to his left, spotting the snoozing yellow-furred form of Kiiro, cuddled against his side, her head on his shoulder, sleeping with a smile on her face.

Turning right revealed a similar picture, except the person was the very human Kasumi Tendo.

Oh yes, forget world maps, he was going to need a star chart to figure out how screwed he was.

Now fully alert, his brain kicked in, trying to not only figure out how he came to such a life-ending incident, but also possible routes of escape.

He recalled his last bath after his date with Officer Jolie, the chat he had with Kasumi. It had been nice, opening up like that, not feeling the pressure to be something, but to just be.

They were counting on him; he knew that, even if they hadn't outright said it. And that was not the Saotome ego talking. He had told Kasumi he would do his best to protect them all here.

And sure there was that little voice inside his head, one that kept reminding him that if he had been the best like he claimed, than that spider-girl wouldn't have gotten Akane, wouldn't have shrugged off his chi attack like the thing was Ryoga and Ranma has tossed a pebble at it.

Sex was fun; he was never going to deny that. It offered things he had quite frankly never gotten out of his training; things that made the other voices in his head wonder what the other girls from Nerima would be like in the act.

But it wasn't going to always protect them here. He needed to get stronger, needed to help the others get stronger too. The former wouldn't be that bad, super-powered girls with such abilities were sure to help him test and push himself to new limits. The problem was the latter; what did he know about teaching others? He certainly wasn't about to expose a pokégirl to his father's teaching style.

Well most of it, some things the Old Man had tried were pretty good … okay, less stupid than the rest would be a better description. But if he was going to help everyone get stronger so they had a better chance of surviving, then Ranma was going to need to use his brains.

And while he could probably work something out to train the Tendo sisters—at least Akane would get her wish that he take her seriously in their training—he didn't have a clue what a pokégirl could take. He never really watched Pokémon, but he got some of the general gist of the series: skinny people used little creatures to do battle. And sure while the strategy aspect was kind of nice, he still felt it was a gyp because the main characters never did any of the fighting. Oh sure, they took the occasional shots and all, but they never really fought.

That and he was pretty certain that a good beating would have got those Team Rocket idiots off their asses for a lot longer than one episode. Seriously, who was so single-minded that they'd spend every moment towards such a narrow goal?

Back in Nerima and even in the Pokégirl World, several people sneezed.

Ranma's nose twitched as he fought the sudden urge to sneeze, wondering if someone was talking about him, and trying to ignore the voice inside him worrying about the medical staff wanting to 'examine' him.

But all of his plans were on hold until he could get out of bed. And the two beauties beside him were looking much too serene and peaceful to wake up. Just the way Kasumi's face was framed by an incoming beam of sunlight, the cute little wiggling of Kiiro's nose as she slept … the way someone was massaging his penis under the covers…

"Oh no," he nearly whined. Please let me survive this day with my equipment intact, Kami-sama! Please, you owe me!

Ranma shuddered in pleasure and a growing awareness as the one of the sleeping women gripped his member in her sleep. Her hand would squeeze and then lessen in intensity before squeezing again. "K-kamiiii..." he whined lightly at the feelings. He didn't know if it was Kasumi or Kiiro that was doing it, but whoever was, was definitely having fun with him... in their sleep no less! With both cuddled into him as they were, it was hard to tell who's hands were under the covers.

"Mmmmm..." Kasumi murmured in her sleep, but remained in a state of blissful rest.

A huge grin as one the Electric-type's face. "Mmm... heheeg... Mastteeeer," Kiiro cooed happily in her sleep.

And through all this, the hand on his member continued to stroke, slowly gaining speed.

Panting as he could feel the hand now purposely stroking, Ranma realized this wasn't some 'innocent; reflex from someone being asleep. Yet as it rubbed into him, he was more aware of who was doing it. After getting a nice back-wash and scrubbing from Kasumi last night, he'd gotten a more intimate association with her hands. And the hand rubbing his cock was a little rougher in texture. "K-kiiroooo..." Ranma moaned as the Peekabu continued to stroke him.

"Mmmmm Massttterrrr..." she continued to coo in her sleep, her body squirming as she heard his words.

Squirming as the Peekabu continued to stroke him, the pigtailed man gasped. "Ah... Kiiro-chan! Y-your hands?"

The mouse pokégirl grinned as she nuzzled her face against Ranma's shoulder in her sleep. "Mmm... aren't they good?"

Sighing as he realized this was probably an inevitable thing concerning pokégirls, Ranma decided maybe a little fun in the morning couldn't hurt. His right arm, which she had been nestled against, wrapped around the Peekabu and caressed Kiiro's right tit in an effort to wake her.

"Mmmm..." the pokégirl mumbled happily as her eyes started flutter open; the girl halfway between being asleep and awake. "Master?" She blinked her eyes a few time to try and get the last vestiges of sleep from it. "No dream? Gooooood..." she mumbled incoherently as she slide under the blanket.

Wondering what the heck was going on, the pigtailed martial artist soon got his answer as Ranma felt the hand replaced by a pair of lips. "Ah! K-Kiiro... Oh jeez..." he moaned in pleasure, watching the covers bob with her head motions giving him... well head. And damn good head at that!

Panting for breath, Ranma had to wonder what it was with girls and their fascination with giving him head? Didn't they want his cock in their... 'petals'? Not that he wasn't enjoying this, mind you, he was just curious if men were small-dicked in this world or something...

"I swear to the thousand gods," Jolie told her roommate. "Horse Hung! He has the Blood Gift of Horse Hung! He's a good ten inches! TEN!" She then giggled lightly as she added, "Like the perfect '10' he is in the sack." She took a sip of her coffee after her fellow police pokégirl refilled it. "You make sure to tell the others at the station when you get to work today, all right? I put it in the system but word of mouth works just as well for around town."

Taking a deep sip of her coffee, Jolie looked at her fellow OfficerJenny and replied before the woman could even ask her question. "No. I'm not giving up this dress."

"ACHOO!" Ranma sneezed again, wondering if people were talking about him... and WHY people would be talking about him?

Between the actions of the Peekabu shaking the mattress and Ranma's loud sneeze, the homemaker was slowly brought back to consciousness. "What...?" Kasumi's eyes fluttered open and she caught sight the bed movements. Coming to her senses, the eldest of the Tendo sister's told her, "Kiiro... that's not fair..."

"Mmmph mmph!" Kiiro slurped in replay.

The brunette raised an eyebrow to that. "Well, two can play," Kasumi said as she pulled the covers off Kiiro's hind end. Reaching over and grabbing the mouse-type's leg, she pulled the pokégirl's booty to her and Ranma's faces. "Care to help me lick her?" She asked as she peeled the Peekabu's nether-lips open.

Gasping for breath at the Electric-type pokégirl's bobbing, it took a moment for Kasumi's words to register in his mind. "Sh-sure! Breakfast in bed is a good thing," he agreed as he licked at her folds with hunger and a mischievous tongue.

Eyes going wide at the most pleasant feelings, Kiiro moaned loudly around Ranma's cock as she felt a pair of tongues from her master and mistress invade her pussy. "Mmmph mm..." she moaned before she had to pull her head back to just moan out. "M-M-M-Master! Kasumi! Aaaahhhh!"

Licking her lips, the eldest Tendo sister grinned mischievously. "Mmm... so tasty." Kasumi chuckled as she and Ranma continued to lick at the Peekabu's nether region.

"Mmm she is..." Ranma agreed with the Tendo girl as he continued to lick at her moistened pussy.

Squirming, the Electric-type mouse pokégirl squeaked out as the probing tongues that took turns darting back and forth started to take their toll. "Muh-Massstteeer..." she whined hotly, having trouble sucking on her master's wonderful dick as she was bombarded with so much pleasure.

Her hand stroking the Peekabu's inner-thigh, Kasumi grinned. "Do you want it, little one?" Kasumi asked in a hot, lustful voice. "Do you want some cock?"

Ranma yelped suddenly. "I... I think she does..." he said, wincing. He then told Kiiro, "Careful with those teeth!" To make his point, he gave her pussy a rather long and rough lick.

"Oooooh! S-sorry, Master!" She apologized before being mindful of her teeth as she licked and bobbed her head on his member with increasing vigor.

Gasping, Ranma couldn't help but start to buck his hips at the building pleasure. "Nghh... k-kami..."

Noticing the increasing perspiration on Ranma's brow, Kasumi asked, "Cumming?"

"C-can't help it!" The pigtailed martial artist gasped out. "Still a bit winded..." kami, how the hell did Tamers keep up with the constant sex!?

Leaning over into the pigtailed Tamer, Kasumi nuzzled his cheek. "Then cum. I can... 'entertain' Kiiro while you pep up," she practically purred before going back to assisting in the licking of the pokégirl's pussy.

Ranma groaned happily as he tried to buck his hips. Oh yes, it was good to be a Pokégirl Tamer. He just hoped they had things that would help him out with actually keeping up with his girls! He still had to Tame Alice and Cyan and... he'd definitely exerted a lot of effort over the past twenty-four hours.

Under the covers, the Electric-type pokégirl was certainly enjoying herself. "Mmmmm... oh yes. Master! Kasumi! Close... so... close!" Kiiro moaned between sucks on her master's dick. "Yess..." she hissed lustfully. "I wanna drink you, Master! Cum for me... I'll c-cum for... you too!" She was panting deeply before she started moaning lengthily around her master's cock.

It was then that a wave of feminine juices splashed against Ranma and Kasumi's tongues and faces. Nothing like fresh poké-juice in the morning.

And with such a sweet nectar tantalizing his tongue, Ranma found it impossible to hold off his own orgasm. Leaning his head back to gasp for air, the pigtailed martial artist let off a groan of pleasure as he hit orgasm, cumming right into the Peekabu's eager mouth.

Eyes going wide at the sudden rush of fluids, Kiiro eagerly gulped down her master's jizz, keeping from wasting a single drop. She sucked, licked and swallowed until she felt him finally stop. She then crawled out from under thes cover grinning like the Cat-type who ate out the Pidgie.

Grinning, the female Tendo reached a hand out to the Mouse-type. "Tease..." Kasumi told the Peekabu as she ruffled her hair.

Churring happily at the contact, Kiiro pushed her head into the woman's hand. "I like morning sex," she stated honestly. She turned her head to give Kasumi's fingers a lick.

However, before a Taming of epic proportions could really get underway, the door to the room opened. In stepped Nabiki Tendo, looking a little frazzled as she stood there in a bathrobe. "Okay, rise and shine people! We need to... get... going." She just stared at the sight before her, her left eye twitching. "Kami-sama! Don't you ever get enough, Ranma?"

Eyes going wide, Ranma turned to the source of the voice. Seeing the middle Tendo sister standing by the door the pigtailed martial artist freaked for a moment. "N-NABIKI!" She shrieked. "I can explain! It's-"

"Breakfast in bed!" The Peekabu happily supplied. She licked her lips. "Mmm... Master serves up the best sausage!"

A sweat-dropped trailing down the side of her head, the most mercenary of the Tendo daughters shook her head in near-disbelief. While she expected this world to be a pervert's paradise, it was a little unnerving to see how well some people were taking to this. "Anyway," Nabiki spoke up sharply. "Ranma, Kasumi? Clean up and get dressed. We're needed."

Blinking his eyes, Ranma asked, "Needed? For what?" While he was kind of relieved to get a reprieve from Taming, it was rather... 'odd' to just stop in the middle of such festivities. He didn't think Kiiro would appreciate losing out on having sex and if he was reading Kasumi's expression correctly, she didn't either.

Staring at both her sister and the pigtailed jock, Nabiki simply answered, "Akane's awake."

Both humans in the bed immediately snapped to attention. "When did she wake up?" Ranma asked, suddenly serious.

"Over an hour ago," Nabiki told him. "The NurseJoy came to my room and asked for us to come join Akane. They think she'll calm down with the presence of familiar faces." She sighed. "So please, clean up whatever you need and get dressed."

Nodding her head to what her sister was telling them, Kasumi asked, "What about Kiiro? The other pokégirls? Shouldn't they be with us?"

Shaking her head, Nabiki said, "I don't think it would be wise to introduce Akane to anything non-human-looking right away. We need to talk with her first and ease her into what this world is about." She was silent for a moment; it would take effort to accomplish that. "I already talked to Asrial. She's already with the rest of Ranma's harem and she'll also watch Kiiro while we're with Akane. She'll probably be laying down ground-rules with them."

Hearing that, Ranma tilted his head to the side as he thought about it. "I guess that sounds right..." he said honestly. "I mean, if she can get the harem working cohesively, they'll be a good team and help us stay ahead of trouble, right?"

Sitting back in one of the easy-chairs, Asrial looked over to the Elf sitting in the other easy-chair and the trio of pokégirls sitting on the couch, Kiiro was looking a little uneasy as she sat there between the Cheetit to her right and the Shadowcat on her left. Asrial supposed it might have to do with natural instincts; Kiiro was a mouse between two cats, after all...

For a moment, Cyan looked at Asrial before turning to look at the newcomer next to her. "So, what's new?"

Taking that as her cue, the Salusian coughed into her hand to clear her voice. "Okay, ladies..." Asrial said in a firm voice. "As you know, I am the Alpha of this harem... however that does not mean I am going to be commanding every little aspect of your lives. A good leader is one that helps the people under her grow and learn. However," the Salusian then spoke up in a very serious tone of voice. "Before we begin anything, I believe introductions are in other." She looked at the Peekabu. "Meet Kiiro! She is a Peekabu that Ranma picked up and Tamed yesterday."

It was then a pair of purple eyes show wide-open. "Wait!" Alice spoke up suddenly. "What do you mean she got picked up and Tamed yesterday? Master's had us longer and hasn't Tamed us yet!" The Shadowcat complained, feeling rather miffed at that.

Both Cyan and Cassandra pouted and nodded in agreement. They'd barely gotten any attention. Hell, the Elf herself was still waiting to be scanned into the PokéDex, having not had a PokéBall keyed to herself at the time and so had not been on her Master's person.

At the looks she was getting, Asrial held up her hands defensively. "Hey, calm down! Ranma will get to you three soon, okay? I'll tie him up for you if I have to," she promised. Although she honestly might have done that for herself anyway...

Both cat-types grinned in unison at that, even Cassandra nodded her head in acceptance. That situation sounded promising.

Sighing in relief as they all calmed down, Asrial told the gathered pokégirls, "In fact, this is what I wanted to talk to you about..." she said in all seriousness. "We need to figure out a Taming schedule. I doubt Ranma can get to everyone in one day..."

The Peekabu raised her head at what her Alpha had to say. "Why? You weren't complaining in the shower." Kiiro said, grinning at Asrial. "You were begging Kasumi, me and Master to Tame you."

Asrial blushed quite a bit as the two Cat-type and Sylvan pokégirls were suddenly staring at her in shock. "Yes, well..." Asrial chuckled nervously. "There are things that had to be done, you know..." she said in all seriousness, trying to fight down the blush she felt. "But yes, Ranma will need to Tame all four of you girls, but he can't do it all in one day." She leaned forward as she looked over the quartet of gathered pokégirls. "I looked over what it says in the PokéDex about Taming needs," the Salusian princess started. "Both Peekabu and Shadowcat breeds have Libidos that range from Average to High while both Elf and Cheetit breeds are normally Low Libidoed unless they're Bonded to someone they like; then they go high." Asrial's eyes narrowed. "I just need to figure out how all of your libidos are and then we can get to figuring out a schedule."

"That does sound like the best for the harem," agreed the Elf. "I, fortunately hadn't Bonded well with Gary so I maintain a low Libido. I can go another week before I need a Taming." Cassandra chuckled nervously. "You'll know when I need it, I'll start acting like a ditz as I lose my common sense and become overall lethargic."

Cyan shrugged. "I think that I'll be good for a couple more days. Alice, I think needs some by tomorrow..."

Asrial nodded her head to that bit of information. It was good to know and might give her some more leeway in making sure the girls got the Tamings they needed if one WASN'T a high Libido. Still, they'd need to do something about making sure Ranma could Tame them all. "Okay, so that means potentially two high Libidoes to work around for the moment."

Alice shook her head firmly. "Nuh-uh! You forget that Cyan is a pokéwoman. Her Libido is actually slowed down so even is she really gets Bonded to our new Master, she's only going to be above Average at best." She motioned to herself with her hand. "I admit that I am on the high side. I got Tamed by Gary the day before Master won me from him. I'm onto day three without sex and I'm REALLY going to need it come tomorrow or the day after..."

Asrial blinked her eyes. "That bad?"

"At least I'm not a Vixxen," Alice scoffed. "They need it practically every day if not TWICE a day."

Considering that for a moment, Asrial shivered at the thought. "Remind me to keep him away from them. We'd never get any then." And that made the Salusian blink her eyes. Did she say 'we', as in, including herself in the group of girls that wanted to have SEX with Ranma!?

Tilting her head, the Shadowcat raised an eyebrow as she stared at her Alpha. "Hey, Alpha Asrial?" She spoke up. "Why're you blushing?"

Kiiro grinned widely. "She's probably thinking about getting Master's cock in her ass and filling her with his yummy, yummy cream." The thousand gods knew that's what the Peekabu was thinking about for the past half hour.

"I AM NOT!" Asrial shouted loudly, making the Peekabu squeak. Taking a deep breath, the Salusian of Imperial birth sighed as the girl practically jumped out of her seat in fear. "I'm sorry, Kiiro," she apologized to the Electric-type pokégirl she'd scared the crap out of just then.

Trembling, the Peekabu looked at her fearfully. "You are?"

To that question, Asrial nodded her head while keeping eye contact with the pokégirl. "Yes. I'm sorry..." she sighed as Kiiro nodded but remained fearful. Seeing as the girl wouldn't relax, she reached forward, grabbed the Peekabu and pulled her into a hug. "If I wasn't, I wouldn't do this..." She murmured while rubbing the pokégirl's back. "As for you three... anything else?"

Nodding her head, Cyan asked, "So I take it you like the Peekabu?" She liked mice-girls too... they were quite tasty to eat out... even if Ninjanezumi would shriek their heads off when the Cheetit got close.

"Well, yeah..." Asrial admitted as her hand continued to stroke up and down along the Peekabu's spine. "She's a good girl and needs a bit of a confidence boost."

Looking up at the Salusian holding her, Kiiro sniffled and asked, "You mean it?"

Nodding her head, Asrial gave Kiiro an honest, caring smile. "I mean it."

"Thank you!" Kiiro squeaked happily. She then leaned forwards suddenly and kissed Asrial on the lips, her thunderbolt-shaped tail wagging back and forth slightly behind her. She so loved how caring her Alpha was!

Asrial's eyes went wide for a moment before relaxing, hugging the yellow-furred mouse pokégirl as she continued to return the lip contact. It did feel rather nice. In a way, it was understandable how this world could revolve around intimacy.

Alice grinned at Cyan before slipping over to the kissing couple. Grabbing Asrial's booty, she squeezed and rubbed it, causing the Salusian to groan into the kiss.

Watching Alice do that and then noticing the Cheetit getting up as well, Cassandra sighed. What was it with Cat-types anyway? Constantly horny little sex-fiends that they were...

Breaking mouth contact with the Peekabu, Asrial gasped as she looked back over to Alice. "Who said you could do that?" Not that it felt bad, it just surprised the Salusian.

Cyan squeezed Kiiro's butt, getting a feel for how it was a nice and round one as she answered. "Like we said earlier..." her eyes sparkled with mischievousness. "Alice kind of needs to get off soon, so she's a bit hornier than usual. And you two kissing with your bodies meshed against each other is just too tempting!"

Shivering as Alice slide a hand down her pants to squeeze her ass directly, the Salusian nodded her head. "I-I see, I see..." she gasped out. "I'll have to ask Ranma to Tame her tonight then if possible." That Shadowcat's hands were rather frisky.

Alice pouted for a moment but soon smirked victoriously as her hand found something rather warm, causing the Salusian to gasp. "You're all wet, Alpha." She giggled and pushed a finger into Asrial's pussy while Cyan pulled Kiiro away from the Salusian and started feeling her up.

"Alpha Asrial, I..." Kiiro squeaked cutely as the Cheetit pulled her away, the older pokéwoman's hands moving all over her nubile, lightly yellow-furred body. Cat-types REALLY had an advantage over Mouse-types and that was especially true with Sex Battles.

Asrial groaned and tried to stop the Shadowcat but found she couldn't! The sensations were electrical and felt just too dammed good to put a stop to. "Mmmm..." she moaned softly, letting the Shadowcat feel her up. "Urrgh..." she began to groan as Alice's free hand cupped and squeezed her chest, massaging her breasts.

Grinning, Alice moved in. Mouth up to Asrial's ear, she whispered hotly, "I think we should see who the real Alpha is..." she licked along the rim of the Salusian's ear. "To the bed, 'Alpha'. It's time for you to defend your title..." she told her as she tried to lead her off from the chair.

Asrial groaned as she was dragged to the bed and tossed onto it, her pants and shirt being yanked off of her quickly, leaving her in the nude as the pokégirl had taken her underclothes as well. "Whaaaaat!?" She cried out in embarrassment.

Holding up the Salusian's clothing out for the Elf to take, the Shadowcat smiled at her. "Like that? I've gotten skilled with undressing Harem sisters after being in a few harems. Teleport can work on separate of items of clothing, with practice." She winked at the surprised skunk-girl. "However, you will be 'dressed' for this..." she said as she kneeled by the bed and looked underneath. "Let's see if the PokéCenter staff provided any Taming equipment..."

Kiiro moaned and shivered as she was facing the wall, her legs spread as Cyan ate her out from behind. "Ooooohhhh!" It felt good, really good, to be dominated the way she was. Not to mention the three fingers in her ass.

Purring into the Electric-type's pussy, the Cheetit's rough tongue lapped at the mouse pokégirl's folds; the purring vibrating her pussy. Yet even as she did this to please Kiiro, her fingers were pumping back and forth in her ass.

"OH HOHOOO!" Alice practically crowed in delight as she brought a large box to the bed. "Look at all'a these goodies!" She said. "I knew PokéCenters supplied a few things for Taming pokégirls but look at all of these goods!" She shouted as she held up a thick leather collar and leash and even a very long and thick dildo. "I didn't think they supplied stuff of this caliber!"

And normally, they didn't. It's just after being so impressed with what happened in the bathroom the NurseJoys that were part of the cleaning service decided to leave a few 'extras' to get these people Taming more. They put on quite the show...

Now stay still cutie..." Alice told the Salusian as she locked the thick black leather collar around her neck. "There we go!" She cried out in victory as she brought then end of the leash to the headboard where there was a metal ring with bar in the center specifically for tying leashes to.

"Hey! What the hell is this!?" Asrial demanded to know. She didn't mind having sex but this was taking a lot of her own ability to be an active participant away! She yelped as Cassandra just smiled lightly and started placing hand-cuffs to her wrists and stretching her arms out to cuff the other half to the bed-posts by the board.

"Well..." Alice spoke up with the kind of voice an adult would use when speaking to a child. "I believe I would make a more competent Alpha." She grinned widely. "I know your of another world and don't know much about this one. I however do and I believe I can be more of an aide to Master than you can." She grinned. "And I'll have you agreeing with me, 'Alpha' Astial."

"We'll see..." Asrial gulped slightly as the Elf finished restraining her arms to where they were cuffed to the corners at the head of the bed.

The air of the room was broken as Kiiro came, screaming her lungs out as Cyan worked her body over good. "OOOOOOOOHHHH!" She moaned loudly, causing the three women at the bed to look over at them.

Alice grinned as she saw Cyan's tail working Kiiro's pussy over good. Oh, that gave her an idea. Licking her lips, the Shadowcat's tail moved to get between the Salusian's legs, (which wasn't all that difficult, considering the way she was restrained made it so she had to be on her knees). She slowly rubbed the tip of her tail along Asrial's slit. "Do you like that, 'Alpha'?" She asked in a husky voice as her hands caressed the Salusian's ass.

"Oooohhhh..." Asrial cooed and moaned, bucking her hips in response to the sensations. Good lord, this pokégirl had great hands!

"Do you like that a lot?" Alice cooed as she started to rub a bit of her tail's length back and forth along the princess' quickly moistening slit. "I think you do..." she purred as she offered, "I could do it for you often if I'm Alpha..."

To that, Asrial hissed and closed her eyes, shaking her head back and forth. "N-no!" She shouted. She was not losing her position to a pokégirl!

Tsking, the Elf shook her head as she finished folding Asrial's clothing and placing them down neatly on the dresser. "Wrong answer..." she whispered to herself. She knew how Alice could get one someone challenged the Shadowcat. She knew the poor Salusian was setting herself up for some trouble.

The Dark/Psychic-type raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Then why are you so wet?" Alice giggled as she ran her tail over Asrial's clit, causing the princess to cry out loudly in pleasure. Looking down at the Salusian she was pleasing, the Shadowcat couldn't help but admire Asrial's firm butt as she wiggled it around in the air. She purred and nuzzled the tail as it came closer to her.

Cyan grinned at the sight of what Alice was doing to Asrial as she got to her feet. Her hands firmly gripped into the Peekabu's hips as she pumped her spotted tail back and forth inside of the mouse-girl's folds. "What're you going to do to her, Alice?" She asked, trying to egg her fellow Cat-type on.

Grinning, the Shadowcat proclaimed. "Work her over and get her to proclaim me to be the new Alpha!" She winked as she gave the Salusian's ass a firm slap with her right hand. She knew that the skunk breeds had a weakness for anal and spankings.

"AH! Sh-shit!" Asrial gasped out in pained pleasure. Even with the sensations coursing through her body, she shook her head. "Ain't... going to happen!" She said in defiance of the Cat-type pleasing her.

"Oh really?" The Shadowcat asked as she reached over and took something out of the box that Cassandra was holding for her. She then brought it around and into the Salusian's line of sight, showing off the rather impressively-designed double-ended strap-on. "Do you see this?" She asked as she waved the toy in front of her face.

Staring at the thick and length double-dildo device, Asrial's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. She didn't think a toy could exist... to such an extent. "You're not possibly-"

"Oh, but I am!" Alice smirked as she kept to toy hanging in front of the girl while she continued to rub her tail against Asrial's pussy-lips, causing the Salusian to groan and softly churr in pleasure. "Do you see this?" The Shadowcat repeated as she started to rub her tail faster along the Salusian's sensitive slit. "It's a Maxus Super-Squirting Double-Ended Dildo." She smirked. "Nicknamed the, 'Shiranui Tamer' it's a strap-on, that is meant to give pleasure to the one doing the fucking... as well as claim further domination over the one being fucked."

"Oh this should be fun..." Cyan mumbled to herself as she turned her head to try and get a look; her tail never stopped plunging back and forth in the squeaking Peekabu. She considered checking that box herself for possibly something to use.

"Oh, it's a wonderful device," the Shadowcat continued. "Besides the dildo, on the inside, there's a special curved plastic to stimulate the clit." She motioned to the ribbed and raised soft gel-like plastic on the inside of the panties above the inner-dildo. "That clit-molding is wonderful and ties into the dildo the outside. The dildo is like a real cock, made from a thermal-sensitive plastic. Body heat makes it warm up like a real dick and stimulates the wearer further." It was then that Alice smiled deviously. "And the best part? It simulates the wearer's orgasm to be like a man's. Do you see the dildo for the wearer's end?" She motioned to the length and gripped. "It's got all sorts of tube channels to collecting my fluids as we Tame, so they come out of the one opening here." She moved her hand to hole at the end of the dick-like dildo that would be inserted into Asrial. "The fluids that are gathered get further heated up as they are held. The pressure will sending it shooting into you, as well as any excess as we orgasm."

Gulping nervously, Asrial just numbly nodded her head in shock at the masterful work of perversion. "I-impressive..." she whispered. The worst part about all this was that she didn't know whether to be horrified or extremely turned on!

"It is, isn't it?" Alice grinned before going back to work on Asrial. Bringing the toy back around, she smirked as she teased the Salusian, rubbing it at her nether regions.

"Ahhh..." the Salusian of Imperial birth gasped. She shivered considerably, moaning as she felt the thick and lengthy dildo rubbing her pussy and specifically putting pressing against her clit.

"Do you want it here?" The Shadowcat asked as she continued to rub it at the princess' pussy. "Or here?" She pressed the tip at her rosebud. "Tell me and I'll put this sucker on and Tame you harder than you've ever been Tamed before, 'Alpha'." She grinned mischievously. "I promise!"

Panting for breath as Alice continued to tease her body, the Salusian knew she was losing it. "Ahhh... uuuuunnnn gaaawd..." Asrial moaned lengthily. She churred and groaned as the Shadowcat pressed the toy a little harder against her, causing the royal Salusian to flex her butt.

And it was an action that the horny Cat-type took as an answer. "Oh? You want it in your ass, huh?" Alice grinned deviously. "Fine by me!" The Shadowcat purred as she got off the bed for a moment. Unzipping her leather one piece, the black-furred feline undressed. Stepping into the strap-on panties, she slid her dildo into her own moist pussy. Getting it all the way in, she then buckled the straps on the side tightly.

Bending over and putting the box gently down, Cassandra reached over and grabbed Alice's leather one piece. She didn't know what it was with her but the Elf couldn't stand to see clothing just laying about, crumpled. Humming to herself, she happily went to folding the one-piece neatly and placing it on top of the dressed next to the neatly folded stack of Asrial's outfit.

Grinning as she looked the Salusian over, the Shadowcat got back onto the bed. Her hands gripped Asrial's ass-cheek's, spreading them. "Here we go!" She said as she rubbed the head of the length and thick dildo at the royal Salusian's asshole before she slowly started to press the head of the dildo into her. She purred as she could feel her own end pressing against her own interior folds.

Eyes bugging out, the Salusian hissed in a deep intake of breath through clenched teeth. As more pushed into her suddenly, she couldn't hold back. "AAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Asrial screamed as she was filled in her back-door again. "TOO BIG! TOOO BIIIIIIG!" She screamed out in a mix of pleasure and pain as the dildo filled her back-door. It was just so big, stretching her anus as it slid into her.

"Too big?" Alice purred. "I think it's just purrfect for a skunk-girl like you." So saying, she gave the Salusian's ass another firm slap with her hand. "Absolutely puuurrrrrrrrrfect."

Gritting her teeth, Asrial groaned as her ass was slapped harder than before. "Arrrgh..." she grunted and lowered her head to the pillows as she was being thrust into from behind by the pokégirl. Even as it hurt, she couldn't believe the underlying pleasure it conveyed as well as the Shadowcat went to work.

Smirking to herself, the Cheetit shook her head at the show she was getting. "Heh... looks like she gave in, Alice." Cyan said to her Shadowcat friend. Turning her attention back to the Peekabu, she smirked as she worked Kiiro over to another orgasm. Her fingers pinched and twisted the yellow-furred Mouse-type's nipples as her tail continued to trash around in her pussy.

Grunting as she pumped the toy back and forth in Asrial's ass, the Shadowcat told her Cheetit friend, "I wanna hear her say it first before I consider it her giving in!" She gave the Salusian's ass another smack, her eyes watching with glee as it jiggled a bit from the impact. "Who's Alpha now, hottie?" She demanded to know, raising her hand back and giving that wonderfully black-furred booty another harsh slap.

"Aaaahhh!" Asrial cried out as her ass was slapped over and over, the Shadowcat literally spanking her while that dildo filled her ass completely. She had to take a deep breath before she could scream, "TOO BIIIG!" She cried out in pained pleasure as another firm slap was given to her her round, firm butt-cheeks.

"Say it!" The Cat-type commanded of Asrial as she continued to fuck the squirming, moaning skunk-girl's ass mercilessly, causing most lovely sensations in her own cunny with her end of the dildo. "Say I'm the Alpha!"

Panting for breath, the Salusian's body shuddered in pleasure as she slowly adjusted to what the pokégirl was doing to her. "Ahh... ahhh... oh yes!" Asrial moaned out huskily as Alice's thrusting started to get more and more pleasurable. "More!" She churred out, groaning as her backdoor was being dominated by the Shadowcat.

Although she wasn't getting the desired answer, the Shadowcat purred as she continued to dominate Asrial. "Who's the Alpha?" She asked again, this time in a more sultry tone of voice. Her hands gripping the Salusian's butt-cheeks, she pounded the toy back and forth in her ass and the Shadowcat's own womanly folds. She herself purred from the pleasure, thanking the thousand gods for whoever designed such a marvelous toy!

"Ah... ah... ah..." Asrial moaned in pleasure between pants of breath. Her eyes were closed as she took the pleasure, getting closer to orgasm. Granted, on a basic level she knew this wasn't too much better than that time she was almost raped but there was a slight level of trust she had with Ranma's harem. Still, the Salusian knew she'd have to do something to stop these sluts girls from taking advantage of her all the time! At least Kiiro was cute with how she went about getting some. The Shadowcat was just too damned forward and-OH GOD THAT'S GOOD!

Rowling happily, the Shadowcat rolled her hips as she rolled back and forth, getting the dildo to dive into and move about inside of the Salusian's back-door in most interesting fashions. "You like?"

"YES!" Asrial screamed, bucking her ass up, down and back at the Shadowcat's hips as she got closer to orgasm. "MORE! MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE!" She screamed as her ass was slapped several more times by the energetic Cat-type.

"Then cum for me, bitch! CUM!" The Shadowcat roared as she slammed the dildo into Asrial's ass all the way. Rowling in pleasure, the pokégirl came and hard. Her folds clenched down around the dildo as it collected her sexual fluids. The pressure from her tightening pussy pushed the fluids through and out the other end, blowing the load of warm honey into the Salusian's ass.

From the sudden gush of wet warmth, Asrial's eyes widened. Oh, that had done it! She screamed loudly as her body stiffened and shook slightly. "CUMMING!" She screamed, her eyes closed tightly as her ass squeezed down on the dildo, getting the fluids from the pokégirl to flood faster into her back-door while she came and came and came, her own fluids just splattering along the Shadowcat's thighs and pooling quickly on the bed.

The Shadowcat purred at the sheer amount of sweet honey the Salusian was orgasming. Damn, was she having a good one! "Did you like that?" She asked through gritted teeth as she tried to keep some semblance of control while she continued to try and ride her own orgasm.

"Yeeessssss..." was the Salusian's hissed response. Asrial groaned as her head hung down towards the bed, her body shivering from the intense pleasure.

"Gooood..." the Shadowcat moaned out, purring as she rode the post-bliss of her own orgasm. "Definitely a good Alpha," she conceded. "Maybe I won't challenge you for the title now..." she told her. After all, the Salusian could satisfy!

Asrial groaned and looked over her shoulder, smiling at the Shadowcat. "Well, glad you approve..." she moaned as Alice leaned over to squeeze her breasts and kiss her. First on the neck, then on her cheek, then finally on her lips. "Mmmm..."

The Shadowcat held the kiss for a long time, tongue exploring the other 'pokégirl's' mouth. Breaking the kiss, she grinned at her. "You're a very good Alpha," She told Asrial again as she continued to cuddle with the bound Salusian. "Very good." Her eyes twinkled with amusement. "And would the good Alpha be so kind as to see to it Master Tames me tonight?"

With the suddenness of that request, Asrial couldn't help but giggle. Still, she nodded her head in understanding. "Yeah... I'll do that..." she replied softly while Alice squeezed and kneaded her breasts. She could get used to this...