Anime Addventure : Pokegirls: Tendo Indiscriminate Taming School

by tutcat

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

13. Pokegirls Tendo Taming Haul

by Thrythlind

"What the hell is happening?" Akane shouted.

"How should I know?!" Ranma shouted back, doing what he could to hold on to the three girls.

Then everything went black.

Ranma snapped awake to the sound of a girl screaming. They were in a clearing in the middle of some forest.

"Wasn't that Ranma?" Kasumi asked worriedly as she sat up, feeling her head.

"Except for the fact that he's right there," Nabiki said. "Yeah."

Akane came to and found herself in Ranma's lap, a female Ranma's lap and sat up straight with an angry expression on her face.

"Pervert!" she snapped, smashing Ranma in the face.

"Hey!" Ranma snapped, sitting up...again. "What was that for?"

"That accounts for everyone so..." Nabiki started. The scream came a second time, and it seemed to be unmistakably Ranma's voice this time. Everybody ran toward the sound.

"It is over," a voice strangely reminiscent of Dr. Tofu's said. "And without Rannaur Sulemar, or Kordanchil, the Black Serpent, Nenfana shall be ripe for the picking."

"Villain!" a voice declared, it was most definitely Kodachi's voice, sounding tired but defiant.

The Tendo's and Ranma broke through the trees to find a snake-woman whose upper body was quite a bit like Kodachi's, and whose lower body was a long, battered serpent body with glittering black scales. She was dressed in chain mail that was rent in many places and leaned on the shaft of a splintered spear. She looked just about spent, but Ranma guessed that their skill levels were not far off from each other.

Across from the naga-Kodachi stood a tall humanoid crane with white and black feathers that clearly reminded them of Dr. Tofu. Black lightning crackled about him, ready to be discharged. He was dressed in robes of deep green and that were marked with arcane runes.

Behind the crane was the second Ranma-chan, a scared looking bunny-girl with red-fur, who was tied to tree. She was dressed in a very feminine looking dress, with a silver headdress. There was a very specific feel to her that was only mildly dampened by her current fear and situation. Her face turned defiant as she shouted at her obvious captor.

"My master will still stop you Tolfalas!" the feminine-bunny-Ranma said. "You are no match for Halperi!"

"I'll consider that while I finish off your lover, Priestess," the evil-crane-Tofu said calmly. "Interesting use of your gender curse, I might add, your holiness." The bunny seemed to blush.

"I'm not finished yet," the valiant-snake-Kodachi said. "I have not even begun to tap the limits of my training..."

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!"

"Way to keep the profile down, sis," Nabiki sighed.

by PsyckoSama

With an egotistical smirk on his face, Ranma leapt into action!

...Unfortunately between "Ranma" and "action" was an invisible steel pole, and Ranma slammed into it with more power than a locomotive, (while the author dodges Superman's lawyers) and is promptly knocked out.

When he awakes his is in another world, and on top of a strange woman...

Ranma stood up with a grunt.

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

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

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

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

"Are you okay," he asked.

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

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

It was his duty as a martial artist...

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

by Xisle555

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey, watch it!" said the youngest.

"What the hell?" said the next.

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh, dear." said Kasumi.

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

Akane stomped forward, "If you want to get to my sisters, you'll have to go through me." John simply cocked an eyebrow at her and tossed his pokéball which she swatted out of her way. As soon as she touched the red and black striped ball, it opened up, enveloping her in a red glow and sucked her into the ball. It hit the ground, twitched a few times and went dark with a soft computerized ping.

"Akane?!" Kasumi cried.

"Run!" Nabiki yelled as she snatched Akane's pokéball off the ground and grabbed her older sister dragging her along behind her as she ran.

"Hey, dat's mah pokégirl!" John exclaimed

"After them." Gary ordered.

They tried to run but couldn't even hope of beating a good throw in an open field as Nabiki felt her sister's hand disappear from her grasp.

She made the mistake of hesitating for a moment as she caught Kasumi's ball before it dropped to the ground. The last pokéball hit her square in the forehead; she fell on her back and waited for the red glow. She opened her eyes and looked at the blue sky spinning above her; that hit was going to leave a goose egg. Three faces came into view as the boys stood around her.

"Sheet mahn, it deedn't opan. Whazzet mean?" Jack asked, puzzled.

"I dunno, I've never seen it not work before." Gary responded.

John pondered, "Y'know, Ah ain't never dun a pure human gurl b'fore."

"John, you read my mind." Gary said with an evil grin.

These guys obviously had very little experience in girls that fight back. Nabiki silently thanked her father for forcing her to learn the basics of self defense. As Gary bent over to grab her, she struck out from her prone position to hit him square in the nose with the pokéball one of her sisters was in; she probably didn't break anything but it would hurt enough for a distraction. She lifted her legs and kicked the other two in the groin. She did a quick kip up and started running again.

Gary was the first to recover, "Octopussy, I screw you! Don't let that girl escape!"

Nabiki was almost the forest again when a red flash of light appeared in front of her. The light coalesced into a monstrous parody of a woman crossed with an octopus. She turned, hoping to get around the creature and into the trees. She almost made it before her ankle was snagged by a slimy tentacle. Hastily she dropped the two balls her sisters were in behind a log, praying they wouldn't be discovered and that she could come back for them later.

She struggled against the seemingly boneless woman who was much stronger. "Stop fighting it, sweetie," the octopus woman said. "My master will be inside you whether you agree to it or not. You'll love it, he really is a good tamer."

"No." Nabiki said, not bothering to hide the fear in her voice. Her arms and legs were held immobile by the pokéwoman and she could see the 3 boys walking towards her. The looks on their faces openly displayed their intentions and motivations. She only had one recourse and it meant throwing away all of her dignity and pride. "RANMA! HELP ME!"

"Shut her up, Ocotpussy." Gary said leaning close. Another tentacle wrapped itself around Nabiki's mouth and the suction cups held her in place. "Stupid bitch." Gary continued, "You think because you're human like us that you're better than us?"

"Damn slut nearly drove mah rocks up to mah throat." John said, "Ah gets her first." He grabbed a handful of Nabiki's shirt and ripped it exposing half of Nabiki's bra. Nabiki could only tense against her captive and moan in protest, wondering where Ranma was.

"You'ze 'bout to geet fuckt in a baad way, beetch." Jack said, his hands coming away with Nabiki's skirt as it was ripped from her hips.

"Master, will I get tamed as well?" The tentacled girl asked.

"Just hold her steady and you will." Gary said.

by Kestral

In normal circumstances, even with people trying to kill/hurt him, Ranma took it easy. He fought at a relatively low level instead of full capacity. He went with casual insults and devil-may-care attitude. He feigned ignorance about a great many things and was truly ignorant of many others.

Having heard Nabiki (of all people) calling for help - sounding both more scared and desperate than he'd ever heard before, he'd put aside enough panic at the cat-creature to come back about. Then he heard enough for it to penetrate that fog of willful ignorance to know what was going on back with the three boys and Nabiki. When he actually got there less than a second later, it was to see Nabiki with clothes being ripped off of her and forced down to all fours - and one guy was apparently using a hand in her hair to control her.

At which point he hesitated enough for the cat-thing to grab him. Instead of fighting the nekoken however, in this case he actually embraced it. It was an out for the situation.

The CAT was normally playful and affectionate. On the other hand, it was not only a cat but a TOMcat. Currently in a life-or-death fight with one of his (potential) females about to be unwillingly taken by another male. Perhaps the different universes played a part in it too. This universe was much darker and grittier than what he was used to, and the Cat was attuned to things on an instinctive natural level.

SHRED!

"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-glk!"

The three males heard that unexpected sound from the Shadowcat and looked. The male currently ready to enter Nabiki didn't even notice how his shaft suddenly went limp.

"Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ROWR!" said Ranma, one hand making a sword-slice gesture that sent a spray of blood from it. He ignored the mewling and curled up form of the one enemy already dealt with. His slitted eyes seemed to glow like death ray cannon being energized as he focussed on the three Enemies.

"OH SHIT! He's FERAL?!" said one of the Enemies, not that the sounds were of any meaning to the Cat.

"TITACRUEL! I choose you!" was another set of meaningless sounds. This one however threw something. An obvious attack. The Cat's authority was being challenged? So be it.

SLASH! the thrown object somehow survived the mid-air claw slash, but it was batted away to slam into a tree and ricochet off. The jump continued on, and less than a breath later the challenger found the Cat having landed on the chest of the attacker. SLASH SHRED RIP!

"AHHHHHHEE glk glk gak"

Another tried to use one of those thrown weapons. The Cat casually lashed out, not even bothering to extend claws as he hammered that opponent across the clearing and into another tree.

The remaining one began to run, soiling itself as it left.

"ROWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!" The Cat proclaimed his victory as he licked blood from his forepaws. Then prowled this area, just in case there were more threats. If that one returned instead of acknowledging that this was the Cat's territory - it would learn that error.

Nabiki normally didn't fear anything that occurred around her. This was a different universe, where she had been nearly raped and possibly killed.

She was afraid and trembling, and hating that she was both afraid and showing it.

Her sisters were in those ball things, she'd nearly been raped, and now Ranma was in the nekoken and more savage than she'd even thought possible. It looked as if nobody was actually dead, but it wouldn't take long for the blood loss to take the two who had been savaged by claws.

"p-please," came a voice from the catlike humanoid. "someone? put me in my pokeball. please? help."

Nabiki found one of the open spheres, pointed it at the girl, and finally pressed a button. Honestly she was just glad to be DOING something instead of focussing on how scared she was. She was rewarded by the girl abruptly turning to red light and getting drawn inside the ball.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Panting for breath as he ran through the forest, John tried to ignore the squeaky sounds from between his legs that sounded out as his moistened thighs rubbed together. Damn it! He would have had to defecate in his clothing when he saw that guy! But... by the thousand gods! That was a FERAL HUMAN! Oh hell, how the hell could a human go Feral!? It had to be true! There was such a thing as Tamer's Disease Blood Curse! He was Feral and needed sex! HE NEEDED SEX! "Don't... don't want to die, don't want to be ass-raped, don't want to die, don't-AAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" His mantra was cut off screamed while falling down the side of a short cliff and into a clearing. He landed harshly, creating a large dist-cloud.

Couching a bit as the dust cloud dissipated, a young Pokégirl Tamer turned his head to the side to get a look at what was going on. Blinking his eyes once, twice, Ash sighed as he lowered his head in defeat. "I'd just gotten that fire going..." he whimpered as he dropped the two sticks he'd been rubbing together for the past three hours. He honestly wished he had a Fire-type pokégirl on hand. It wouldn't have taken three dammed hours to get done! But no, all he had out was his Tigress who, while great for battling and awesome for bed... had rather poor domestic skills. "Hey, Tanya could you..." he trailed off as he saw his Tigress stomping over to the downed person that crashed into their camp-site and ruined their chance to make dinner. "Never mind..."

"HEY! ASSWIPE!" The Tigress roared as she picked the man up by his shoulders. "What the hell do you think... you're..." she made a face, her ears flattening to the side of her head as her left eye twitched. "Good gods! Did you shit yourself!?" She shrieked as his stench was brutally assaulting her olfactory senses.

John winced as he had the Tigress roaring in his face, however he recognized who this wonderful piece of pokéass' owner was. "Oh thank the gods it's you, retard!" He shouted to runt of his former class. "I'm actually glad to see you!"

Frowning at the sight of John Sexmore, the self-proclaimed 'next great Harem Master' was not pleased to see who it was that ruined his hard work with starting a cooking fire. "Oh... it's you..." sighing, he commanded his Tigress while trying to restart the fire, "Tanya, please beat him up." After all, that other Pokégirl Tamer, Jack and Gary would constantly beat him up when they were growing up and going to school together. And then when the day came to become Pokégirl Tamers, they all beat him to the choices of CharAmanda, Boobisaur and Squirtitty that were at Professor Stroak's lab, leaving him left to take the Feral Peekabu the Professor was keeping. He was just lucky that he was able to beat someone and get Tanya as salvage. She was an awesome pokégirl with not only a heavenly body, but unlike his Peekabu she could actually talk!

Grinning widely, the Tigress was quick to reply to her would-be-victim. "Well, you heard Master. Time for you to take your beating." She practically purred as she prepared to give this smelly son of a bitch the beating of his life. That would teach him to practice better hygiene!

As the Tigress raised her fist to punch his face in, John raised his arms forward in a warding gesture. When he saw she wasn't going to stop, he screamed, "WAIT! We can't stay around for this! We gotta get out of here! There's a Feral HUMAN running around!"

Staring at the shivering Tamer, the short male asked, "You're shitting me." As he thought about it, Ash sweat-dropping at the day-dream of a human acting like a Feral pokégirl. It wasn't a pretty mental image to say the least.

Nodding his head quickly, Gary's lackey quickly cried out, "IT'S TRUE!" He panted for breath. "He got Gary and Jack! He was very territorial and cat-like! He even took down Gary's Shadowcat and a Titacruel! And you don't wanna know what he did to Jack's Octopussy!"

Ash blinked his eyes once, twice. While he'd known John and the others to try and play pranks on him over the course of his existence, he could just feel that the pure terror the chicken-hearted bastard was displaying wasn't faked. His eyes widened as a sudden thought came to him. "OH MY GODS IT'S TRUE!" He screeched. "There really IS a world with PokéBoys where Miss Linda McKenzie used Sukebe's tech to take over the world and make it into a feminist paradise where-"

He was cut off as Tanya's tail slapped him across the face. "Master..." the Tigress spoke softly. She took a deep breath before calmly telling him, "You really need to stop reading fanfiction in your spare time." Left unsaid was he should be using it to Tame her more. Once a day was not satisfying enough for her!

"What?" Ash asked curiously. At the look his Tigress was giving him, he shouted, "But look at him! It's gotta be true!"

Tanya rolled her eyes at her Master's antics. He was a good kid, but sadly he was as inexperienced and naďve as they came; she needed to fix that. Shaking her head in exasperation, she turned her attention back to and stared at the jerk who crashed in on them. "Listen schmuck... I don't believe you."

Shaking his head, John tried to reason. "Listen! You gotta believe me! Beat me up if you want when we're to somewhere safe but please, PLEASE! We gotta leave now!" He blinked his eyes once, twice. "Hey... anyone hear that buzzing?"

At that question, the beginning Pokégirl Tamer blinked his eyes before her turned his head back and forth, looking around the area. "What buzzing?"

Ash's question as answered when a pokégirl flew down from the sky. She had a very pretty feminine faces, curvaceous body with generous C-Cup breasts and hair that was a soft lavender color. Covered with a light chitinous armor on her arms, legs and torso, her long, gossamer wings were flapping together, making a rather distinct buzzing sound...

And then she spread her legs and thrust her thorax forward between them, her tail stinger stabbing into John's back. He screamed in sheer pain as the BuzzBreast released a paralytic toxin directly into his spine from the hollow-point at the tip of her stinger. She then reached forward with her hands and grabbed his shoulders before taking off with him into the sky, his screams echoing even as the sound of buzzing tried to drown them out. About ten seconds later, a PokéBall fell from the sky and landed on the ground where he had been; the speed with which the BuzzBreast flew off with her prey having caused it to fall off.

"A BuzzBreast!" Ash gasped as he looked high up into the sky, watching as the Feral Bug/Poison-type pokégirl carried him away, obviously intent to do unspeakable things to him when she got him to the hive. Turning to his Tigress, the short male asked his pokégirl, "Shouldn't you have kept hold of him?"

Shrugging her shoulders, the feline pokégirl asked, "What for? It's not like he ever did anything for you besides tear apart your self-esteem." She then bent over and picked up the red and white sphere. "Here you go. Can't let this go to waste," she said as she offered the PokéBall to her owner. "You best get to Taming her and make her part of the Harem as soon as you can."

Nodding his head, Ash took the offered PokéBall. As much as he hated to think about it, he had to admit, that what she said was true enough. Still, he made a mental note to call the Professor in the vid-com the next time he was in a city. He'd appreciate the update on Sexmore's status. But hey, at least he got a new pokégirl out of this! Hopefully she'd be a useful one; maybe he'd get lucky and it would be the CharAmanda that John had gotten from the Professor last week!

However, before Ash could throw the PokéBall and shout the generic activation command he noticed something. Straining to hear it, he asked his Tigress, "Hey Tanya! Do you hear buzzing." As he saw his pokégirl stared wide-eyed at his direction, the vertically-challenged Pokégirl Tamer turned around in place...

...And saw almost two dozen Buzz Breasts hovering behind him. "Oh crap in a hat..."

With the black-furred feline girl back within the safety of her container, the middle Tendo sister had to sigh. This wasn't good, but at least she'd done something to save someone. She slowly looked over to the fallen duo. The one that called himself Gary was on his side, holding onto his face with both his hands. She could tell he got injured badly from the red that was seeping past between his fingers. Didn't mean she felt bad for him though, at least he was conscious.

However, even as Nabiki took some reassurance in knowing she saved that Shadowcat with the PokéBall, it was short-lived. She sat up and straight as she tried to listen. She could hear a sound on the horizon that seemed to be getting closer, heading their way. "Buzzing?" She asked softly before looking back and forth to see if Ranma was close-by. She had no clue what that was and didn't want to be alone.

Fortunately, she wouldn't be alone. A large form burst forth from the woods. Already her heart pumped and her adrenaline began to flow as her body prepared for the 'flight' reflex. Although the situation wasn't anything she'd be used to anytime soon, she was able to take stock of what was going on. And what had come through looked to be a large tiger-like woman in tube-top and mini-skirt carrying some short guy dressed in denim street clothes in her arms. She didn't miss that both looked terrified.

Seeing the nude woman on the ground, Ash yelled at her, "RUN FOR IT! BUZZBREAST ARE COMING AND THEY'RE PISSED!"

At the fear in his voice, Nabiki stood to get to running. She had to get out of here with those spheres that held her sisters! However, before she was even to her feet, she saw them. Coming out over the trees were many, many bee-like girls. They looked down at her with large eyes before they started heading down towards the new target.

Understandably, Nabiki screamed.

Turning to look over her shoulder, Tanya cursed as she saw the nude woman fall to the ground, the Buzz Breasts starting to gang up on her as he grabbed her and forced her to her feet. "Master?" She asked curiously. While she was more than willing to run to save their own necks, she knew the kid had something rare in this day and age. A heart. He wouldn't be able to leave the girl behind to such a fate. "What are your commands?"

Sighing, Ash could already feel his pokégirl putting him down. "You try and break them up before they can talk off with that girl. I'll get Peekabu ready."

With that, the Tigress lunged forward. "Okay Buzz-bitches prepare for-SHIT!" She cursed as three of them were already taking off with her and going up high. "DAMN IT!" She cursed once more as she saw at least four Buzz Breasts rounding on her. She hissed at them as her fur stood on end. If they wanted a fight, well do be it!

Struggling against the hands that held her, Nabiki screamed louder. Her screams reached new octaves as she felt one of the bee-women suddenly stab her in the leg with what felt like a thick needle. Kami in heaven, this couldn't be happening!

"ROOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!" Came the battle-cry of a male form that just flew from the tree-tops and smashed into the group that was trying to fly off. The Cat snarled in anger at these encroachers that were trying to take his female. His senses could smell the fear and hear the cries and knew to play for keeps. He struck out with his claws at the ready.

"BREEEAAAAAST!" One of the insect pokégrls screamed as she came to pieces when light seemed to swath through her. Wings that were surprisingly durable came to pieces as they were cleanly sliced. Chitinous armor, which could deflect most shrapnel and flack was rendered useless amidst a spray of blood. She fell in a nosedive in one direction as her two comrades fell in another.

The Cat growled and hissed as it went falling amidst the duo of predators while trying to reclaim what was his from them. A hand crashed in through the chitin-plating that covered most of one of the insect's sternum, caving it in and clawing about inside of her chest cavity. It still squirmed in death throes even as they crashed onto the ground, having used its corpse to soften the landing.

Rearing his head back, the cat yowled in pain as the one enemy that hadn't been hurt on the way downed stabbed into his side; once, twice, three times! He took a quick swipe of his claws, striking across the bee's face.

Seeing the BuzzBreast fall back in a spray of red and buzzing about the ground wildly, Ash had to gulp. Holy shit, this was bad! So very, very bad! It looked like John had been telling the truth and they had so much more to deal with now! Taking two of the three PokéBalls off from his belt and tossed them forward with the generic activation term, "PokéBall! GO!"

Trying to crawl away from the battlefield, Nabiki's eyes widened as she heard a very familiar sound. She looked up and saw as two red and white spheres popped open and release a haze of red light. Her eyes widened as she realized it was more of these pokégirls; a yellow mouse-like girl with sparking red cheeks and a thunder bolt-shaped tail and a very red and reptilian female with short blonde hair a flame flickering at the end of her tail. She looked over and saw the young man that was carried into the area standing by.

Smiling as he saw that, yes he had gotten the CharAmanda, Ash was feeling a whole let better about this. Fire beat Bug, pure and simple! "CharAmanda! Flamethrower at those BuzzBreast."

Hearing the command yet only seeing some short guy shouting, the CharAmanda frowned. Her previous master lost her already? What a let down! Growling in anger, she turned towards the oncoming group of Buzz Breasts. She waited for them to almost be upon her before she let a roaring wave of flame loose, the fire blasting over the small army of Bug-type pokégirls at point-blank. She smirked as she saw at least four fall to the ground, the skin smoldering and their wings burnt to nothing.

"Pee, Peeka-BU!" The mouse-type chided at her apparent new harem-sister. She had been standing right next to her! She frowned as she turned to look at her owner with the most adorable pout. "Peekaaa..."

Seeing he had his Peekabu's attention, Ash called to the Electric-type, "Peekabu! We gotta stop these Buzz Breasts and save..." he blinked his eyes as he saw the pigtailed individual at the center of a large grouping of bee-girls, the insectile pokégirls ganging up on and stabbing him again and again, even as he clawed back and killed numbers. "Aw, screw it..." he said slowly. Taking a deep breath he screamed, "PEEKABU! THUNDER!"

Her eyes widening at the command as she threw her punch, Tanya turned about quickly, not even bothering to see the state of the BuzzBreast whose teeth she just knocked out. Her fur stood on end and tail sticking out as she saw the little lightning rod's cheeks sparking with such intensity. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" She cursed as she ran towards the downed female of Asian descent. There was no way she'd survive being so close to the blast radius naked as she was. She dropped to all fours as she rushed over to the brown-haired woman quickly.

Trying to reach the two PokéBalls her sisters had been stuck in amidst all the confusion with her numbed hands, Nabiki shrieked in terror as she was suddenly tackled, landing harshly on her back which had been already hurting from the previous fall. She tried to scream for help loudly, letting go any semblance to the cool, calm persona she usually put forward. Still, even in her terrified state, she managed to hear the Tigress covering her yell, "CLOSE YOUR EYES!"

So shocked was she by the command in her voice that she did as told. Just in time too as with a sudden cry of "BUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" it happened. Nabiki's ears rang at the sudden explosion and the hot air that rushed past them. Even if her sensation of touch was being numbed by the Buzz Breasts toxins, she could feel the heat blasting past her flesh that wasn't being covered by the furry woman atop her with an unbearable intensity. She couldn't help but let off a scream, eyes clenched shut and tears streaming forth from the corners. For a moment, her black vision was red as light flashed brightly against her closed eye-lids.

Finally, it was over, a rumbling sound echoing still into the distance. Trembling, Nabiki slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurry. She coughed as the scent of burned ozone filled her sinuses and lungs. "R-Ranma..." she gasped out as she tried to move, despite having a larger woman pressing her to the ground.

"Hey, you okay?" Tanya asked as she gently lifted herself off from the downed human woman. She winced as she saw that the top layer of skin on the woman's left shoulder had peeled back; having been exposed when so close to the blast radius. "At least she's alive..." the Tigress thought with some small amount of relief. They'd have to get back and get her some clothes and first aid.

Opening his eyes, Ash groaned in pain as he lay on his back. Damn, did Thunder ever pack a punch! "We really, really need to learn how to pull back on that punch, Peekabu." He sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his head. He would've thought he'd been used to such by now with all the hits he'd taken to the head over the years.

The only one still standing, the Peekabu turned back to her owner and huffed. He wanted her to stop those BuzzBreast and she had! What was his problem?

Thankful that the Tigress had gotten off of her, the Tendo sister shook her head to try and clear it of the ringing that echoed in her skill. "Ranma?" Nabiki called out again as she tried to look around the damage. "Ranma?" As her vision finally cleared, her eyes widened in horror as she saw him laying on the ground amidst a number of downed bee-like women, smoke rising from his body. "RANMA!" She screamed as she tried to force herself to stand, only to fall forward on her hands and knees without ever making it to one foot. Her entire body just ached!

Having stared at the youth that had obviously been at ground-zero of the attack along with the Buzz Breasts, Tanya could barely believe her eyes. He lay there unmoving yet clearly in better shape than the human woman she'd barely made it to in time to protect. "What is he?" She thought with no small amount of curiousness. He was breathing, if barely, as were a number of people around here.

Sighing to herself, the Tigress shouted, "Master! Get the first aid kit! And the rest of the medical supplies too!" She really did not want to leave this woman along unattended. Poor girl looked like she'd been through hell.

by Kestral

Tanya had gotten a little happier as things went on. Ash had commandeered Gary's vehicle and gotten them to a pokecenter after medkits had been used. Especially as every medkit HAD been used and medical treatment was STILL a priority.

Ash, sometimes known as Red, had been an idiot in some ways but when there was a crunch going on things seemed to connect a little faster in that head of his.

"Master?" Tanya asked as Ash came in. "It's been six hours."

"Statements, psi-probes," said Ash, dragging himself towards a bunk and looking like he'd just gone on a marathon Taming session. "Truth spells. Lawyers."

"That bad?" Tanya asked. She had known it would be bad, just not that bad.

"REAL bad," said Ash, thumping onto the mattress. "How's everyone?"

"Stable," said Tanya. "It looks like Gary might pull through despite the blood loss. He's going to be out for awhile though - the face was only part of the damage and he did lose a lot of blood."

"Good," said Ash. "What about..."

"The total was seventy-four Buzzbreast," said Tanya. "One of the biggest swarms on record. Twenty survived and will be divvied out to different Tamers. They're still looking for the Hive."

"Everyone else okay?" mumbled Ash.

"Yes, though that boy was more weird than just Feral," said Tanya. "He'll pull through though. They're just keeping him unconscious until they figure out what kind of psychic attack or magic was used on him. They're trying to unravel some nasty spells on him..."

Tanya noticed that Ash had already fallen asleep. Not too surprising, she knew that psychic probes or attacks could really wear you out.

She pulled the sheet up to cover her Master and clucked a little at how he hadn't even thought to ask about the Salvage Laws.

It also looked like she'd have to go a little while between Tamings, so he wasn't the only one suffering.

"Pure human? Are you sure? That's a shame," said the Nurse Joy.

"They didn't inject the boy with anything more than paralysis drugs," said the Sorceress. "Buzzbreast who encounter a particularly strong or noteworthy Tamer usually paralyze them to return to their Hive and service the Hive Queen. Weak males or females usually get recruited right away, then taken back to the hive to be cocooned and the transformation to run its course."

"So she's becoming a Buzzbreast?" asked one of the three Nurse Joy, looking over the girl floating in the tank.

"No, not any more," said the Sorceress, making a couple of sweeping gestures that left sigils glowing in the air. "I've placed a block on that transformation. It won't hold forever, the viral DNA would need to be purged from her system. Alpha level magic like a Megami would be needed for that, it's way outside my power level."

The ranking Officer Jenny cleared her throat. "It's been decided that Gary and the two others were guilty of illegal activity regarding a pureblood human female, which is pretty serious due to their Protected status. The Feral boy-"

"He's not Feral," stated the Sorceress firmly as she glanced towards the Espea. The silvery psychic pokegirl nodded in return. "He's a human under a curse, with a partial spirit possession that can be triggered to dominance. Due to his having come from another universe, there may eventually be physical manifestations of that."

The Officer Jenny frowned as she had been interrupted, but curiosity won out. "Other universe? Curse?"

"Once I discovered a magical taint, I explored further. I'm guessing about the other universe, because in some ways he registers as being slightly off-phase the way a magical construct summoned into our world would. Not my field of expertise, I'm afraid. The rest is more along my fields of study. Water based transformation curse," said the Sorceress. "I tried to unravel it but the best I could do was eliminate the 'trigger magnet' portion that would cause him to turn into a girl at the worst times for him. The spirit possession is trickier, coming under various laws that prohibit me from even trying to cure it. I'd suggest making him a Tamer in the official databases with a unique Blood Curse."

"That much I've already done," said another Nurse Joy. "Though I had thought he was just from another League and his paperwork had gotten misfiled. He's listed as having the Blood Curse of Berserker with a Blood Gift of Combat Mimicry."

"That'll work," said Officer Jenny, making the appropriate notations on her own stylus. Both conditions were so rare to be almost unheard of, but something that could be accessed through the datanet.

"What of the distribution of the pokegirls? Did the old men come to a decision?" asked the Nurse Joy.

"Yeah, their decision was mainly following salvage laws," said the Officer Jenny, consulting her notes though she didn't really need to. "The condensed version is that:

"Yeah, their decision was mainly following salvage laws," said the Officer Jenny, consulting her notes though she didn't really need to. "The condensed version is that salvage law applies here. The wronged parties gain the pokégirls of the various wrongdoers. Ash Sexum has already taken possession of a CharAmanda and is due to receive a Boobisaur, Shadowcat and Squirtitty along with a portion of SLC that were in the combined accounts of Gary Stroak, the missing John Sexmore and Jack Thompson. As for the Feral Boy-"

"Ranma," the Espea interjected. "His name's Ranma Saotome." She then nodded her head towards the police pokégirl to continue.

"Yes, 'Lanuma'..." the Officer Jenny corrected herself, clucking her tongue at the roof of her mouth as she tried to get used to such a name; sounded rather Edo to her. Ignoring the looks the three other pokégirls were giving her as she tried to enunciate she kept explaining, "Will not only gain ownership of Tamer Stroak's Class-A Landmaster Recreational Vehicle, but also the two pokégirls that were in the balls of that Nabiki girl due to various taken statements from the woman. Although she was kind of drugged out at the time of interview and memory hazy to scanning from the medical treatment, the higher-ups at the VCPD have decided to let the girls go with her."

"Still a shame about those girls," the Sorceress commented with a sad shake of her head. "They were also human until they'd been Love Balled..."

"Love Balled!?" The Officer Jenny shouted as she turned to the blonde and shapely Magic-type pokégirl dressed in black. "What do you mean they were Love Balled? There wasn't anything about that written in the report handed in earlier!"

A voice spoke up behind the Officer Jenny. "That's because we didn't have the information to report then and your department was already demanding results," the Espea said in a soft and soothing voice while emitting a low-level current of alpha waves to calm the irritated pokégirl. "As you know, the Love PokéBall was initially a creation of Team Rocket to change human males into a pokégirls to further profit and cut down witnesses. From scanning Tamer Thompson's mind, I came upon a series of memories that show him toying around in the back of Tamer Stroak's RV with a Love Ball he'd gotten through a contact within the VCPD." She looked at the Officer Jenny in annoyance. "YOUR department."

"Impossible!" The Officer Jenny shouted in defiance; the alpha waves not having any immediate effect. "All of my ladies are good, law-abiding officers! There is no way a Jenny would do something as underhanded as to supply a citizen with a Love Ball!"

Nervously, the Nurse Joy standing by the healing tank offered, "What about the male officers in your department and their non-Jenny pokégirls?" Being a fellow League-created pokégirl meant to serve humanity, the nursing pokégirl knew from first-hand experience what it was like to give her all every time she was on the job, yet see shady dealings going on around her with staff that wasn't programmed on the genetic level to be on the up-and-up.

At hearing that, a crestfallen look came over the Jenny's face. "That..." she trailed off. There was nothing she could say. While Jennys were genetically coded to follow the laws of their region to the letter, humans weren't as trustworthy. "I'll want you to come down to me with the station later today for a low-level scanning, Katie. Don't go purposely digging, just see about skimming thoughts off the top and see if you can find anything 'out of the ordinary'."

The Espea named Katie nodded her head. "Of course, Officer Amanda. But I could already tell you that the policeman that Tamer Thompson was in contact with was Officer Edwards." At the deep frown on the Jenny's face, the silvery two-tailed, cat-like fox-squirrel continued to admit the low level alpha waves. "But to continue, after getting the Love Ball he'd studied it; broke it down and rebuilt it. With his new knowledge and little bit of hacking into a couple of regular PokéBalls, he programmed them to do such to any human women he came across. He'd intended to catch all three women and turn them into pokégirls and had mostly succeeded. Nabiki Tendo was lucky the Love Ball he'd tried to use on her failed to function due to the faulty error that occurred in the Ball's memory from his hacking." She looked over to the woman floating in the tube. "Sadly, fate seemed determined to see her turned into a pokégirl like her sisters."

Her arms crossed over her chest, the Officer Jenny's frown put creases around her mouth. "Tamer Thompson is soon to be in quite a bit of trouble. The law states that abuse of human women can get a person not only a length sentencing and heavy fine, but the use of a Love Ball calls for an immediate warrant of the confirmed user arrest and execution." The Indigo League didn't play around with matters like that. Being Anti-Pokégirl as they were, the Indigo government cherished human women and put many laws into place for their protection and benefit.

"Well good news for the government then," the Espea started as a most disturbing smile crossed the Psychic-type pokégirl's features. "He finally died from his numerous wounds. He was declared dead at 1936 hours today. Not only will the League not have to spend the credits for his execution but there will be no hassle over the deposition of his material belongings." She tilted her head to the side and added as an afterthought, "Oddly enough, his last words were he was sorry he didn't do more to stop videogames, whatever that meant..."

Shaking her head, Officer Amanda grumbled, "Typical Idiot Tamers..." she sighed in annoyance. Looking up at the Espea, she asked, "Well what about Tamer Gary Stroak? Can we at least still charge him as an Accessory?"

"Oh yes," the Espea said happily. "The Psi-Probe of his, Nabiki Tendo and Ranma Saotome's memories show that yes, he assisted in the crime of creating the Love PokéBall albeit did not actually participate in the commission of the crime as a joint principal. Still he did attempt to rape the then fully human woman Nabiki Tendo."

Nodding her head, a small smile finally came back to the Officer Jenny. "At least that's some small silver lining." The police pokégirl was going to see to it that he was punished to the full extent of the law. A few years in prison and being the 'girlfriend' of some guy named Butch for said time would be sure to set him straight. "Still, isn't there anything we can do for the Tendo girl's sisters?" She looked over at the two PokéBalls. Stuff like this was so totally messed up in her opinion; it made her want to HURT someone... maybe they'd let her scare Gary so badly that half his life wasted away from the fear?

The Espea waved a finger at the Officer Jenny. "Now Officer Amanda, those aren't nice thoughts..."

"And who are you to pry?" Sighing, the Officer Jenny's shoulders slumped. "Look, I know, I know... doesn't mean I have to like it!" she shook her head in disgust before looking back up. "Anyway, would you please answer the question?" She was starting to feel a headache coming on for some reason.

Cutting off her the projection of alpha waves, Katie explained, "I wish there was something we could do. With pure humans, Love Balls shouldn't worked but unfortunately for them, Tamer Thompson had made those Balls with pre-programmed information sets. While they tend to have higher failure ratings, the pokégirl-species specified Love Balls will get the desired pokégirl of choice should they capture." She looked over to a table nearby the floating tank that held the unconscious Asian woman, the two Love Balls lying atop a pillow on said furniture. "We also can't get them out. Normally Love Balls are instantaneous because they use the genetic material already there in the person's DNA. Because it's forcing it into them, they will become pokégirls and it will take time. I have no clue when the PokéBalls are going to release them and worse, trying to do so now before it's completed the transformation could kill them!"

"Some would say that it would be better to die than become a pokégirl..." the Sorceress explained as she reached for her purse. She slowly slid a cigarette from a pack she kept in there. A small flame lit on the tip on her finger which she then used to light her paper-rolled nicotine.

Frowning at the Sorceress, the Nurse Joy shouted, "Really Selena! Do you have to smoke here? It's a hospital!" She crossed her arms over her chest and pouted as the Magic-type took a long drag of her cigarette.

Cold eyes gazed at the other pokégirl for a moment. "No," the Sorceress disagreed. She blew a puff of smoke into the Nurse Joy's face. As the pink-tress pokégirl coughed, she added, "And it's not a hospital. It's a PokéCenter."

A deep frown adorning her features from the Sorceress' antics, the Officer Jenny spoke up in a commanding voice. "Well Selena, I'm ordering you to put out that cancer-stick in my presence this instant!" She absolutely hated cigarettes. The chief would always smoke in her presence; even when he was Taming her. Worse, she always hated that kink of his that involved those things. Bastard would often put them out by rubbing the butts on her own. The police pokégirl had a more than few pock-mark scars on her body that her clothing hid.

"Fine, fine..." The Sorceress muttered and put it out... by pushing the end said 'cancer-stick' of the Officer Jenny's badge and twisting it. "Better?"

A fire sparked in the Officer Jenny's eyes as the action. "Not really..." she growled. "That piece of her uniform was EXPENSIVE! Easily 6800 SLC and the Sorceress did something like that to it!? Not cool!

Seeing the Officer Jenny was about to explode with anger, the Nurse Joy tried to calm things by speaking up and taking their attention off of what just happened. She needed Selena to do her work at the PokéCenter, after all. "Excuse me, Officer Amanda? Selena? I believe we have more important matters at hand." As the two turned to look at her, she told them, "We still have to figure out the fate of Ranma Saotome and the formerly human women. We can be sure that they'll be journeying to find a Megami or something to help their friend before the viral DNA turns her completely into a BuzzBreast. Can we even trust them to be to travel this world alone?"

"I think we could," the Officer Jenny said. "Those two are certified as Tamers now and they'll have the Landmaster to travel in. Give them some time and a let them capture a few Feral pokégirls and they should be good."

"In a world they have absolutely no clue about," the Nurse Joy added. "They could get killed or worse!"

"I say the worst already happened," the Sorceress grumbled under her breath.

The Officer Jenny spared a quick glance at the Sorceress, before shaking her head. "Well, it shouldn't be so bad for the group. At least two of them still have their minds..." or what passed for minds after all that happened. This was just a major headache and she really, really wished that she had some aspirin right now.

"I still think it would be safer to give them an escort of sorts until they're at least adjusted enough to how this world works and what it's like," the Nurse Joy said firmly.

"Out of the question!" The Officer Jenny shouted. "This is Viridick! My forces are spread thin as it is with them preferring to staff more humans than pokégirls. Our city may have the lowest crime rate in the entire League, but that's only because they're paranoid about everyone going in and out of the city and work us to the bone. There's no way the chief would let a single one of us go, not even that Titmouse he keeps around that makes the coffee!" Or should she say, ESPECIALLY not the Titmouse who seemed to be the only one at the station who knew how to make a decent cup of coffee?

It was then the Espea spoke up. "Excuse me, Officer Amanda? Not to be to tangential here, but may I ask what Tamer Ash Sexum's rank is?"

Turning to the Espea, the Officer Jenny asked, "What about his rank?"

"Well think about it. He's a relatively new Tamer and now he's stopped a BuzzBreast swarm of epic proportions and saved a human woman... surely that must be a serious amount of points added to his Total Tamer Ranking. Enough to help him jump two or three levels, am I right?"

The Officer Jenny nodded her head. "Yes. I read the reports and available information on everyone involved. At 0000 hours, his rank as a Pokégirl Tamer rises to Delta from Alpha. What about it?"

"Well surely he'll have the required rank to serve escort missions..." the Nurse Joy said suggestively. "And besides that, all Tamers have to respond to League-sanctioned requests and callouts, even if only local."

Catching on, Officer Amanda asked, "So, you want him to help them find a Megami then?" Hmm... she had to admit, the idea had merit. Besides, at least they'd be in an armored RV. Not to mention that even if he only passes his Tamer's Test with a sixty-two percent, he could teach them all the ropes along the way. "I'll put the request in then."

"I think that would be best..." the Espea said as she nodded her head.

Snickering, the Sorceress asked, "Are you joking? That kid has only been a Tamer for two weeks! It's only sheer luck he was able to save their asses and even then it was a group effort that stopped the swarm, even if the League decided the credit goes solely to Sexum. With him as their guide, they'd all be dead within a month!"

"Well, then why don't YOU go with them, Selena?" The Espea asked, tilting her head and smiling. "After all, someone as experienced as you would have no trouble keeping them alive."

Blinking her eyes once, twice the Sorceress held her hands up in a warding gesture. "Oh hell no Katie, HELL NO!" She shouted. "You are not saddling me with that Cirque de Crappé! Besides, Ash now has a full and varied harem as it is! He doesn't need me and I'm not going into storage if I can help it. So no thank you, I'll stick with my job here at the PokéCenter, helping tend to the wounded and aiding the police when needed." She then stared right into the Espea's eyes. "Besides, since you suggested it, why don't YOU go with them?" Selena asked pointedly. There was no way she was going but she did have to admit, the idea of people dying didn't set too well with her. Not that she cried over dead people or anything, but she didn't really want someone's death on her conscience.

Sighing, the Espea replied, "I cannot. Like you, I have a job here on staff with the PokéCenter and I'm one of only three Psychic-types they have..." she blinked her dark eyes in a cute fashion as she realized, "Although perhaps I could at least help them by suggesting starter pokégirl for Ranma Saotome..."

"Really?" The Officer Jenny asked curiously. "Do tell..."

"I have a younger sister over at the Boulder Ranch in Pewtit City," Katie explained. "She recently reached her first puberty and is now a pokégirl rather than a pokékit. She's only an Eva and hasn't had any takers or calls for a pokégirl of her type."

"Well no duh, she's an Eva!" Selena commented. "Those pokégirls are ten credits a dozen! Anyone could go into the wilds and have a one in three chance of finding a Feral Eva. Hell, even chances if you're on Route Twenty-Five..."

Although it was true, Katie frowned and glared at the Sorceress. "Maybe... but at least they aren't stuck up like a certain blonde I know."

Huffing in annoyance, the blonde Sorceress commented, "Hey! At least I do my job..." she replied irritably. "And I can become cranky when I can't relax with a good cigarette." She idly glared at the Officer Jenny.

Ignoring the Magic-type, Officer Amanda kept her attention on the Espea. "I'll put in a call to the Pewtit Ranch and request they transport the Eva to the Viridick PokéCenter to be Lanuma Saotome's starter pokégirl." At the looks the gathered women were giving her, she asked, "What?"

"No offense, but you suck at pronouncing Edo-style names..." Selena said. Oddly enough, neither the Espea nor the Nurse Joy called the rather abrasive Sorceress on it.

Grumbling in annoyance, the Officer Jenny tried to fight down the blush she felt threatening to appear on her cheeks. "Fine, fine... I'm still putting the call in. Let him sort it all out later."

"True..." Selena said as she looked around the room. Wow, did she ever feel like she dodged a bullet. Eyes settling on the woman floating in the tank, she admitted the former brunette looked rather pretty with lavender-colored hair. She was sorry she couldn't do more for the girl, really she was. Still it was either do what she could now, or else let the girl become a BuzzBreast. That would've sucked even worse.

"The curse can be removed?" asked Ranma, abruptly free of the locks and stocks and shackles and chains.

"How did you..." asked a startled Officer Jenny.

"So where's one of these 'megami' thingies?" asked Ranma.

"Megami is a pokegirl and a fairly powerful and rare one," said the Sorceress Selena. "It's going to require more magical 'oomph' then I've got."

"So Ash will be accompanying you," said the Nurse Joy. "You don't object to having a slightly more experienced Tamer playing chaperone?"

"Why would I object?" asked Ranma. "This world even FEELS weird."

"How so?" asked the Sorceress, curious.

"It's lots of little things," said Ranma. "Everything's just a little bit 'off' sorta kinda."

"I've got purple hair and a tan," complained Nabiki. "And I ITCH."

"Well, if it's too much for you, I COULD try giving you a transfusion from a compatible pokegirl, which would cause the Buzzbreast DNA to vector," said the Nurse Joy thoughtfully. "I think we could have you end up as a Kitten, Eva, or maybe a Bunny Girl."

"If you could do that, maybe she could be an Officer Jenny," put in the Jenny.

Nabiki decided to be quiet and sulk.

"Ash Sexum has," begun Nurse Joy as she checked her notes, "a Peekabu, Tigress, CharAmanda, Boobisaur, Shadowcat, and Squirtitty. You, Mister Saotome, have the two unknown types currently developing and will be adding an Eva to your group soon."

"Unknown?" asked Ranma, wondering if that was another of these weird poke-gals.

"We checked and we think we know what will emerge from the balls at the end, apparently they were trying for some of the rarer types." Nurse Joy nodded to a short-haired blonde woman whose forehead had a design similar to a circuit board.

"Oh?" asked Katie, the Espea.

"Right," said the blonde. "I'm Sam, a Nerdette with the League. I've had a chance to look the altered Love Balls and it looks like they are set with the viral genetic pattern of:"

"She's a who-zee-what?" asked Ranma.

"Use the pokedex," suggested Nurse Joy.

Ranma clicked open the Game Boy-like device, finding the menu simple and easy to use enough that he could handle it.

Ka-D-Bra, aka PsiKick, the Telepath Pokegirl

Type: Near Human

Element: Psychic

Frequency: Rare

Diet: human style foods, especially sushi

Role: commonly used for peacekeeping

Libido: Average

Strong Vs: Fighting, Poison, Psychic

Weak Vs: Bug, Dark, Ghost

Attacks: Telepathy, Confusion, Teleport, Telekinesis

Enhancements: High psi ability (teleportation, telepathy, telekinesis), high intelligence

Evolves: Alaka-Wham (normal)

Evolves From: A-Bra (normal)

Nothing summarizes the evolution from A-Bra to Ka-D-Bra so much as "growth". She grows taller, usually only a few inches, with the tallest seen being 5'7. Her bust size increases dramatically, becoming the D-cup she takes her name from. Her "antennae" double in length, usually 4-6 inches in length. Their skin darkens to a medium orange, though their antennae remain yellow. They also become more active, requiring less sleep, and more regular Tamings.

With their physical growth, and especially the increase in the size of their antennae, Ka-D-Bras experience significant growth in their psychic powers. Their ability to teleport and powerful telekinesis more than makes up for their physical frailty, giving them an edge in combat that their previous form lacked, and their augmented intelligence gives them a grasp of tactics that allows them to make the most of their attacks.

Ka-D-Bras tend to make people nervous. Many Ka-D-Bra sided briefly with Mao in her Rebellion, only to break away after Pine Ridge.

Unfortunately, the taint of associating with Mao continues to follow this once more plentiful and valued breed. Fear and distrust make Ka-D-Bra nervous or report feeling sickened, while those who have found a Tamer who trusts and likes them find a staunch ally in the near humans.

One peculiarity of the Ka-D-Bra still has researchers puzzled. A Ka-D-Bra will eagerly bend any spoons she comes across with her telekinesis, almost to the point of compulsion. While this urge is not intense enough for Tamers to use it as bait to capture Feral Ka-D-Bras (which are as rare as their unevolved form), most Tamers who have a Ka-D-Bra in their Harem quickly learns to eat with chopsticks.

"Akane is going to kill me dead dead dead," said Ranma, hanging his head.

"Then I would suggest using restraints when she's taken out of her pokeball, especially as she might not know her own strength," said Nurse Joy.

Tomboy

Type: Near Human

Element: Normal

Frequency: Rare, Very Rare (feral)

Diet: any human style food

Role: frequently used in construction and other heavy labor fields

Libido: Low initially, when having found a favored Tamer this can be raised to High

Strong Vs: Ghost types, low level flunkies

Weak Vs: Fighting, sex attacks, dominating Pokégirls

Attacks: Hammer, Pummel, Yell, Glare, Tackle

Enhancements: Enhanced Strength (x4), Enhanced Durability (x8), Toughness, Healing Factor.

Evolves: Oni (Thunder Stone), Ogress (Diamond Stone), Love Dove (Bird E-Medal), Drag King (forced evolution), Duelette (holding a Mana Crystal + win a Duel Monsters Duel), Pirouette (devotion to martial arts, Dream Stone)

Evolves From: None

The Tomboy Pokégirl is one of the most interesting Pokégirls of the normal type. At first glance they look completely normal girls who work out a lot, though this train of thought quickly changes when the girl in question lifts a large boulder intent on smashing it on your head. Though calm and polite with friends and family, most Tomboys have little interest in tamers of either gender, arguing with them, hitting them, and just causing trouble with for the tamer in general. Only tamers who try hard and do their best for a Tomboy will win her respect and be able to tame them.

Like their name states, Tomboys are rather boyish in appearance, having small a-cup breasts and little to no figure. It's because of this that the Tomboy original had low popularity. However when it's evolved forms were discovered, along with it's already high strength, the Tomboys almost became as popular for fighting harems as the Bunnies for pets. The most unusual aspect of the Tomboy, though, is that most of them are threshold girls. It's rare to see a feral Tomboy. Those who have claimed to see one say they are a sight to behold and all the luck to the ones that catch them.

"Was the writer of this program a perverted old man?" asked Nabiki.

"Well, yes, Professor Stroak," said Nurse Joy.

"Thought so," said Nabiki.

"There are inaccuracies involved in the pokedex listings, just so you know," said Sam. "Not to mention entries not made."

"Like the lack of the 'Nerdette' entry," put in the Sorceress Selena.

"Exactly," said Sam.

Gary looked up. "GRAMPS! You gotta get me out of here!"

The Professor looked in on his grandson. "My boy, you've REALLY screwed up here."

"It wasn't my fault!" complained Gary.

"I can pull strings, but there are limits," cautioned Professor Stroak. "I think I can intervene and get you a lenient sentence."

"I knew you'd come through for me," said Gary.

"Lenient in comparison to life imprisonment in a max punishment prison or turned over to Sanctuary, or gelding," added the Professor, watching every flinch from his grandson as to various potential punishments.

"They'd actually do that?" asked Gary. "I mean, you're famous!"

"Oh yes," said the Professor. "That doesn't mean you're getting off easily though."

"So what kind of deal do you think I can get?" asked Gary.

"There's only one way I can see you walking out of here without restrictions on your freedom," said the Professor, "but you're not going to like it."

"Well, what are the other possibilities?" asked Gary.

"Full mindwipe," said the Professor.

"No WAY! What of my ambition to become the greatest Tamer ever?" said Gary.

"Lifetime imprisonment, but I may be able to get it to a less punishing location than Scab Rock Punishment Facility," added the Professor.

"That's no good, and for the same reason," said Gary. "I'll take anything that gets me out of here!"

Professor Stroak sighed deeply, shaking his head. He glanced up at the surveillance camera, then turned away towards the door. "Very well. Goodbye, grandson."

"Huh? What?" asked Gary. "Grandpa?"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

A rather peaceful soul surrounded by frantic if not aggravating people, Kasumi would show nothing but a cheerful and pleasant side, ever so rarely allowing herself to be fazed by the chaotic events that revolved around her life. She found her zen through cleaning up any destruction after the chaos would calm and was generally content with her place in the world, working hard to take care of her family, the household and make any guests feel at home despite their ill-tempered and sometimes outright rude ways. While this would make Kasumi seem oblivious at times, the truth was that she was highly perceptive person. It was here that was able to see through Nabiki's schemes, immediately notice when something was amiss with Akane or simply try to console Ranma with advice when he knew his perception of 'manliness' wouldn't allow him to ask.

Yet, even with how the eldest of the Tendo sisters would keep a calm and cheerful attitude to help maintain the tranquility of the household and hold her family together, Kasumi found herself in a quandary with what was happening to her now. She'd seen her sister Akane try to fight off a group of ruffians, only to end up captured in a red and white sphere. Then she had Nabiki tugging her by the wrist hard as they ran until she'd felt something strike her and had her world go black, the sensation of her body breaking up into millions of particles and kept in a swirling mixture of darkness and warm pulsating red light. And it was in the expansiveness of colors and sensations beyond her normal perception that she felt herself being... transformed.

Kasumi always believed herself to quite intelligent in an academic respect. She had graduated valedictorian in her graduating class of Furinkan High and afterwards when she dedicated herself to her household, was always the reading in her spare time; she especially loved a Dr. Tofu's books on shiatsu. She also managed to translate an excerpt from a French book of Picolet Charadin's, even though her knowledge of the language was quite limited. And while it was child's play to accomplish, she always felt like she was the most mature person around Nerima.

Yet now, the eldest of the Tendo sisters felt she had an exceptional capacity of intellect. Her mind was working at speeds she never thought possible. She could feel and understand concepts that were beyond her before; beyond anyone. The vastness of time and space, the furthest depths of the mind, the smell and taste of colors and what the secret ingredient of Hot Dogs were, just to name a few.

Boy, who would've guessed that yellow was sour by default?

Shaking her head, Kasumi realized she couldn't dwell on such. Despite all these sudden advantages, she was worried about so many things; the fate of the others and where she was being at the top of her mind. Although as an afterthought she had to wonder what that 'itch' between her legs was. Throughout the whole experience, she felt it was intensifying. It was literally mind-numbing and often distracted her.

"I just wish..." Kasumi thought. "I just wish I could find the others. I can deal with what's happening to me! I just need to know if the others are all right!" She mentally screamed, finding it impossible to speak. It was also impossible to breathe yet oddly enough, that part didn't bother her. She was able to live without air in wherever this place was but on a somewhat instinctive level knew this was somehow 'normal' with the situation.

Still didn't change the fact she missed the others and worried about the others though...

It was then Kasumi heard a 'noise'. Albeit it seemed clouded and in the distance, the eldest Tendo could swear she heard... voices? Clenching her eyes shut, the woman tried to focus in on it. "Was the writer of this program a perverted old man?" she heard the distinctive voice of her sister Nabiki.

"NABIKI!" Kasumi mentally screamed, her eyes opening wide. She turned around in the space she floated within, yet saw nothing. "Nabiki?" She mentally whispered as she could see she was all alone. Oddly enough, the space around here was no longer so much black as it was the red light, which had started to become the more dominant color of this swirling space.

It was then Kasumi felt one of the antennae on her head twitch. So shocked was she by the realization that she had a new set of appendages on her body that she almost missed the voice they perceived. "Well, yes, Professor Stroak." A voice replied, seemingly answering the question of her sister.

Blinking her eyes in realization, Kasumi was surprised to realize she was hearing the voices inside of her head. "I'm... I'm picking this up?" Curious as it was, she had to contemplate the words of the other female voice. Who was this Professor Stroak and why was he a perverted old man?

"Thought so," Kasumi once again 'heard' her sister Nabiki say. Oh dear, oh dear! Now that poor girl was jumping to conclusions about people and probably because she only heard his name! Really now, that was something more along the lines of what her dear, sweet, psychotic sister Akane would do.

It was then that the eldest Tendo sister-turned pokégirl could hear another voice, her antennae twitching as it had before, picking up the voices like a radio transmitter. "There are inaccuracies involved in the PokéDex listings, just so you know."

Kasumi had to blink her eyes. "PokéDex? What is a PokéDex?" She thought curiously.

Surprisingly, the Tendo girl got an answer as she caught onto another voice. "A PokéDex is an item used by Pokégirl Tamers. It's a multi-purpose hand-held computer. It is capable of giving tips to Tamers, scanning a targeted pokégirl for information, displaying what the Tamer currently has in storage or with them be it their pokégirls, credits or equipment, and several other things depending on how the Tamers customizes their PokéDex; such as a digital watch, calendar, calculator, diary and global positioning system, just to name a few. A PokéDex is registered to one person via DNA programming and scanning and after that can only be changed with proper League-certified computer programming."

Blinking her eyes once, twice, Kasumi had to admit, "That's pretty useful."

"You're welcome," came the direct reply.

Eyes widening, Kasumi turned around in place once more. "Hello!" She mentally sent forth a call. "Who's there? I know you can here me! Do you know where I am?" She was now frantic, anxious to get a hold of someone. "Who's there?"

The voice calm rather calmly. "Please, relax Miss Kasumi Tendo. No need to be fretful with what's going on. You've passed the worst."

"Passed the worst?" Kasumi asked mentally. Her antennae twitched as a realization came to her. "And how do you know my name?"

The mental reply somehow conveyed a sensation that seemed to calm the Tendo girl. This pleasant sensation was followed by the female voice communicating with her once more. "My name is Katie and I am an Espea that works at the Viridick City PokéCenter. Just as you have been turned into, I am a Psychic-type pokégirl. However, unlike myself, you are now a Ka-D-Bra."

Kasumi blinked her eyes. "Pokégirl? Like those men had been calling me before?" And Ka-D-Bra? That sounded a whole lot like...

Looking down at her chest, Kasumi blushed slightly as she realized, yes, she was definitely within the D-Cup range now. Oh dear. No wonder her clothing felt so tight as her time within this place passed.

"Correct," came the response. "Unfortunately, because of their doing you are now a pokégirl yourself."

Pondering upon that for a moment, all Kasumi could think was, "Oh bother..."

"It is," the voice of Katie admitted. "Listen, do you wish to leave the PokéBall you're stuck in?"

"PokéBall?" The eldest Tendo sister asked. She opened her eyes as she looked around at the swirling vastness of red light with entwined wisps of black that surrounded her on all sides. "Is that where I am?"

"That you are," was the calm telepathic reply of the Espea. "Do you wish to leave your confinement and join the rest of us?"

Not realizing she was only nodding her head in reply for a moment, the eldest Tendo sent out a mental reply of, "YES! PLEASE!"

"All right then," the voice of the other Psychic-type sent back to her. "All you need to do is calm down and accept what's happened and allow the PokéBall to integrate with you completely. I'll explain more to you, once you're out of that PokéBall. We'll have a 'dream time' session where I can take all the time I need to help you integrate into this world and as such, allow you to help your family and friend adapt as well."

"That... seems fair..." Kasumi replied for a moment. She did want to help the others and she did want to finally leave this place. Closing her eyes, the eldest of the Tendo daughters took a slow, deep breath to calm herself. Finally, she quickly released it trying to mentally project her worry out with her breath.

And just like that, the swirling patterns of lights stabilized. The black parts were suddenly gone completely as the movement completely stopped. Kasumi felt an odd sort of peace as the area became a complete, calming, all-encompassing red light.

Opening her shimmering black eyes, the Espea suddenly spoke out, interrupting the conversation that Nabiki was having with Sam as the Nerdette taught her and Ranma the aspects of the PokéDexes they were being given. "Your Ka-D-Bra Kasumi is ready."

Turning to the table and seeing the two trembling red and white spheres with a red light flashing in their lenses, it was the Officer Jenny that turned back to the Psychic-type first. "Katie, what are you talking about?" Officer Amanda asked curiously. "Both those balls are still-"

*BING*!

Turning back to look at the table, the PokéBall on the left had calmed and the lens gave off a clear light showing it was occupied. Slowly, the police pokégirl turned back to look at the smug-looking Espea. "One of these days, I'm going to figure out how you do that."

"That's easy," Selena explained as she gently lifted the PokéBall off the table with her right hand. She looked he PokéBall over as she explained, "Psychics have lots of powers that even I can't begin to comprehend." She slowly turned to Ranma and tossed the small dual-colored metallic sphere at him. "Catch!"

His eyes going wide, Ranma dove for the PokéBall. "HEY!" He shouted as he caught it easily enough. "Be careful what you're doing with that! You don't want to shake Kasumi!"

Rolling her eyes, Selena snorted. "Oh, calm yourself, 'cat-boy'. It doesn't work like that..." she then eyed the Officer Jenny for a moment, bringing her hand up to scratch her chin. "Although sometimes I do wish it did..." she smirked as she had visions of playing soccer with a PokéBall containing the officer, the police pokégirl looking green in the face as she was spun and shook around rather violently.

Glaring at the Magic-type pokégirl, Officer Amanda asked in a low, commanding tone, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Giving the policewoman an innocent expression, the Sorceress politely said in a sugary voice, "Now, now Amanda... your eyes aren't cute when they bulge like that. Mind your blood pressure."

The Nerdette Sam couldn't help but snicker at that.

Shaking her head left and right for a moment at the antics of her fellow civil servant pokégirls, the Espea daintily walked over to the pigtailed individual. "Tamer Saotome? Do you wish to see your new pokégirl?"

Ranma winced at the thought of knowing he now owned Kasumi. That was going to take awhile to get used to. Still, he did want to free her of that sphere which changed her, stole her humanity from her. "Yeah," he answered as he nodded his head once at the Squirrel-like pokégirl whom had some nervousness-inducing feline aspects. "What do I gotta do?"

Gently taking a hold of his wrist, the pokégirl moved his arm to hold his hand out in front of him. "You can either point the PokéBall or you can toss it. To get them to release the girl inside, you must give the activation code, such as, 'I screw you'. In the case here it would be, 'Kasumi! I Screw You!' When you want to send her back into her PokéBall, you must say her name and 'return'. In other words, you'd aim the PokéBall at her and shout, 'Kasumi! Return!' A red capture beam will fire from the lens and when it hits the pokégirl, will break her down into data and retract her."

Staring at the Espea, Ranma just stared at her, trying to comprehend what he'd been told. "Are you serious?"

Nodding her head, the Eva evolution replied, "Serious."

Wincing at that, the pigtailed martial artists softly asked, "Can't I say anything else?"

"There is a generic code to say that will active a PokéBall, causing it to open and release the pokégirl inside." The Espea frowned. "However, saying that phrase aloud can often release more than the intended PokéBall, causing others to open as well. It's common sense and simple courtesy to use the vocal activation code that is keyed into the pokégirl which release is intended for."

Looking back to the red and white sphere in his hand, Ranma sighed. If Akane heard him say such, she was going to murder him, no ifs, ands or buts about it. Still, he could take some solace in knowing Kasumi would be thankful to be finally freed. So taking careful aim, the pigtailed man shouted, "Kasumi! I Screw You!"

The lens in the center of the PokéBall lit up with a red light before a beam of red shot out. More and more continued to fire out, creating a ball of red light which only grew in size. Once a certain size, the mass of red digital haze shifted into distinct shapes before solidifying and taking definition along the surface. Within mere seconds, the red light took form of Kasumi, the newly 'Thresholded' Ka-D-Bra quite different from her previous form. While Ranma could see her face still had the same features, her hair in the same style as before, and wearing her clothing; those three things were the only indicators of showing whom the pokégirl had been. Her bust-size had increased dramatically, becoming a high-end D-Cup. Standing out above her now light-blue colored hair were a pair of what looked like yellow antennae, each about a half foot in length. Her skin, once a pale almond was darkened to the color of burnt orange. Behind her, lifting her dress up in the back was a thick and firm tail which sprouted from the small of her back and was length enough that the tip touched the floor.

Staring at Kasumi with wide eyes, Ranma's jaw moved up and down for a few moments, unable to convey words. She was REALLY changed!

Whistling, Selena couldn't help speak in awe. "Now THAT is what I call one fine example of Ka-D-Bra."

Looking herself over for a moment, Kasumi moved around a bit, getting sensations from the new extensions of her body that hadn't existed before. Raising her hands, she saw the dark orange coloration and raised an eyebrow. "Oh my..."

"Oh my indeed..." Nabiki couldn't help but agree. She felt rather fearful at the rather complete transformation of her sister and gulped nervously. She wasn't that far from becoming a pokégirl herself. They NEEDED to find a Megami!

by Kestral

Kasumi tried to put what she knew about Kadabra-the-pokemon together with what she could observe about Ka-D-Bra the pokegirl.

"So, Mister Saotome, that's your current roster," said Selena.

Kasumi, Ka-D-Bra, Psychic type

Akane, Tomboy, Normal type

Seven-Two-Four, Eva, Normal type

new capture - name unknown, High Elf, Normal/Wood type

Titacruel, Water type

"These don't have a name?" asked Ranma, pointing at the Eva's entry.

"Not an officially registered one," said Katie. "Those of us in the family call her 'Violet' as a sort of nickname."

"Why 'violet'?" asked Nabiki.

"When she was born her eyes had flecks of purple," said Katie. "I haven't seen her in awhile, so I don't know if she still has them."

Gendo Giovanni considered the data streaming across his screen. "Fuyutsuki."

The older man clicked his teeth with his tongue, an odd mannerism he'd picked up lately. "Pure human. He went to Jusenkyo and his genetic data was somehow purged."

Gendo stood up and began pacing in front of the bank of computers. "We'll have to be very cautious about this."

"It says here he was with three purebred human girls, though all three ran into some idiots with modified Love Balls," said Fuyutsuki.

"If they haven't been punished enough, I'll have to see if I can use some influence there," said Gendo. "One of them was Stroak's grandson."

"Pity about that," said Fuyutsuki.

"Yes, a pity," said Gendo without any indication in his voice of pity. "They're in Pewtit, which limits our influence, but if we can get ahold of their genetic samples."

"It says they're going to try and find a Megami," pointed out Fuyutsuki. "If they can manage to acquire the cooperation of a Megami and purify the girl of her unfortunate condition..."

"It might provide enough data for us to work with," agreed Gendo. He sat back down and his mouth ever so slightly smirked. "As long as the old men don't screw this up or they run into an unbriefed Team Rocket or one of those copycat versions."

Fuyutsuki nodded. Pure genetic material. Not simply the so-called purebred human, which often contained traces anyway, but completely without pokegirl DNA. Still, they were looking at the samples and scans and the boy showed NO contamination.

"Maybe we should send the boy a gift," said Fuyutsuki. "Something to help him in his quest."

"A spy or tracking device?" asked Gendo. "What exactly do you have in mind?"

"Okay, so you've traded the Titacruel to a Tamer in the Orange Islands," said Officer Amanda as she leaned over Saotome's shoulder to tap a nail against the display. That her breasts dumped up against his shoulder was purely coincidental. "So which one are you taking in return?"

Tamer: Alexandra Lumis.

Beatallie, Dildoqueen, Domesticate (Alpha, not for trade)

Oracani, Baleena, Thresholder (not for trade)

Alice 342, Catgirl, Thresholder

Sakura 915, Amazon Chan, Thresholder

Krabbit, Krabbit, Feralborn (not for trade)

Shinobu, Ninjette, Domesticate.

Tomboy, recent capture - data unknown.

"That Tamer is probably trying for all water-based. Tomboys typically aren't good swimmers," said the Officer Jenny.

"Don't I know it," grumped Ranma.

"Pardon?"

"Nevermind," grumped Ranma. "Uhm, what about that one?"

"It's your choice," said Amanda, jiggling against his shoulder a little as she shrugged. When Ranma squirmed there was a briefly present mischievous smile, followed by her expression going completely serious.

"I'll go with that one then," grumped Ranma as he brought the pointer up to.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

"I'll go with that one then," Ranma mumbled as he brought the pointer up to a smaller list that followed right after the list of available pokégirls.

Evolution Stone: Fire

Evolution Stone: Water

Evolution Stone: Leaf

Evolution Stone: Thunder

Evolution Stone: Diamond

Blinking her eyes once, twice, Officer Amanda had to admit this was a good choice. Him getting something to evolve his Tomboy to make her a more viable fighter or to even boost the powers and skills of the Eva when she arrived was a rather smart idea. "I must admit, Tamer Saotome this would probably be the best venue for you to pursue in this transaction. Obviously a man after my own heart: quality over quantity. I'm sure one of your pokégirls will appreciate the chance to evolve."

At that comment, Ranma had to go, "Eh?" Honestly, he thought to go with one of the available Evolution Stones because it would cut down on the number of girls he would have to deal with at the moment. Getting rid of one pokégirl and receiving what he thought was a harmless trinket in return sounded good to him but these things were useful? They could make the girls 'evolve'?

Although he considered that was a possibility as to why they'd be called Evolution Stones...

Wanting to ask the police pokégirl what she meant, Ranma turned his head to look over his shoulder. Realizing his face was pressed against the woman's chest, the pigtailed martial artist quickly turned his head the other way, his torso turning in turn not only to help him get a better look at the Officer Jenny but to try and break contact with her. Man, did that woman have quite a rack! So big and soft, she'd make Shampoo bawl with envy.

Keeping the look of disappointment off her face at the broken contact, the Officer Jenny politely asked, "Is something wrong, Tamer Saotome?" She didn't think her sly advances would be too forward for the poor, dimensionally-misplaced youth. Oh, the Jenny sincerely hoped he wasn't turned off by police girls. Even for someone from another dimension, he was, admittedly one of the more attractive men to have come through her jurisdiction in a long while. She would much prefer to have him take care of her oncoming 'itch' than the chief again. Bastard would always make her beg, and she could without another pock-mark on her ass, thank you very much!

Yes, as she considered his blush... he was obviously attracted to her. Odd that he would react like that, but it was rather endearing. He seemed rather innocent, actually.

Seeing as how the pokégirl was studying him in ways that reminded him of a number of the 'fiancée brigade', Ranma coughed into his hand to get the woman's attention. "Uh... Officer?" He asked softly. "Officer?"

Blinking her eyes once, twice, the Officer Jenny finally started to process that the man was talking to her after a few more moments. Cursing herself under her breath for her inattentiveness in that regard, the police pokégirl shook her head before standing at attention. "Yes, Tamer Saotome. How may I be of service?" She wanted to add, 'or how may I service?' but she was still on the clock for another hour. After she was punched out of her shift though...

"Well, Officer... Amanda, was it?" Ranma asked hesitantly.

Hearing that made the police pokégirl perk up considerably. It was always nice to see someone try to call her by name rather than just give her the generic greeting/referral of 'Jenny'. "Yes," she answered. "It's Officer Amanda."

Nodding his head, Ranma said, "All right..." taking a deep breath, the pigtailed martial artist asked, "Officer Amanda? How do these stones help a pokégirl evolve?" At the look she gave him, he tried to explain, "Well, they're called Evolution Stones. What do I gotta do to use 'em and make the girls... you know, evolve?" He let off a mental sigh of relief as the police woman nodded her head in acceptance of that. No need to let her know he didn't know jack shit about what was going on or that he'd even wanted to make such a trade without knowing what he was getting. When in doubt, feign understanding and all that; one of the few useful things his father taught him.

Although she was keeping a straight face, internally the Officer Jenny was laughing her head off. He might have been from another world, but he definitely reminded her of a few overconfident Tamers that were too stubborn to ask for help. But, realizing he'd need to know this, the woman tried to answer him as well as give him the information to what she knew he really wanted to know. "The main theory is that they had originally been stones or mineral deposits that had been affected by the large amounts of energy and magic being used around the world during the time of the war of revenge. These stones retained special energies and subsequently transformed into special shapes and granted special abilities. These stones' main purpose was to normally induce evolution in pokégirl of a similar element, such as Fire stones normally evolving Fire-types although they are known to help certain pokégirls become other elemental types. When a stone is touched to a pokégirl, anywhere on her exposed skin, she evolves and the stone used to evolve her is absorbed by the transformation, lost forever."

Ranma nodded his head. That was definitely useful to know. "All right. So I can at least do something to help one of the girls I got now, evolve them as it were and make them stronger and better." He nodded his head. "Anything else I should know?"

With that question, the Officer Jenny frowned deeply. She looked back at the table where the Love Ball containing the girl being transformed into a Tomboy still sat, still trembling. It was obvious the girl inside there was fighting against the forced Threshold tooth and nail. "Often These stones are also the bases of the illegal mod-chips in some PokéBalls to force a human woman to undergo Threshold."

Gawking, Ranma just stared at the PokéBall that held his still struggling fiancée. "They can be used for THAT!?"

Nodding her head firmly, Officer Amanda replied, "Definitely. Evolution Stones are not toys. In fact, sometimes they can change the pokégirl into something far, far worse! Mana Crystals can turn innocent, albeit annoying Harlequins into Psychotic Jokettes, Diamonds Stones can not only turn Boobfins into the ravenous eating machines known as Sharptits but they also turn Giant Trollops into Giantesses! And please, for the love of the Thousand Gods! Never ever, EVER give an Eva an Angel Stone!"

Blinking his eyes, Ranma quietly asked, "Why?" It was more out of curiosity than anything. The woman was getting really worked up.

Looking over his shoulder and at the screen, the Officer Jenny responded with a question of her own, "You see how it lists Tamer Lumis as being from the Orange Islands?"

Turning back to the screen, Ranma caught the text at the top left corner. Turning back to look at the police pokégirl, the pigtailed martial artist replied, "Yeah. What about it?"

"It used to be the Orange Continent until a Tamer named Lilith applied an Angel Stone to her Eva," Officer Amanda replied seriously. "Now it's the Orange Islands."

Blinking his eyes once, twice Ranma slowly processed that little tidbit of information. "Woah..."

Giving a single nod of her head, the Officer Jenny told him, "Exactly. It's been made an inter-league law that people can't even possess an Eva in their on-hand harem and have an Angel Stone in their possession at the same time. Doing so is considered a capital crime with punishment of execution." She looked at him seriously. "So please, as long as you have that Eva on hand, I'd suggest you stay away from Angel Stones. Clear?"

Nodding his head, Ranma answered, "Crystal."

"Good!" Officer Amanda said before she let a small smile graced her features, "Now Tamer Ranma Saotome, I would like to ask a question of my own."

Staring up at the Officer Jenny, Ranma told her, "Sure. What do you want to know?"

"What Evolution Stone are you going to request to get for trade her your Titacruel?" The police pokégirl asked seriously. "It's a serious choice and you should really think on it. May I suggest consulting your PokéDex?"

Blinking his eyes once, twice Ranma groaned as he slumped forward. Damn it! Getting to know this world was worse than being in school. He never studied this hard to understand things at Furinkan!

Ash Sexum was noted as being a caring and valiant Tamer, albeit one that was often confident enough in his own ability at times that he was bordering on arrogance and was known for being stubborn at times. He also had quite the reckless streak, which had led him to troublesome situations, some of which had almost gotten him killed! But when in the heat of a difficult PokéGirl Battle, his highly competitive nature would shine through and he could portray a tremendous presence of mind, taking advantage of the battlefield as well as the nature of his and the opponent pokégirls to claim victory after victory, even though he had lost a few battles from time to time.

It was all of these traits and more which had brought Professor Stroak to his room at the PokéCenter to personally deliver a request face-to-face.

He wasn't taking it well.

"You want me to do what?" The youth asked as he just stared at his sponsor, the man that helped him get started on his Taming Journey. He felt a personal level of honor to help the Professor whenever he could, such as running parcels or helping him fill in a PokéDex by just attaining/capturing pokégirls. But this was of a whole new level!

Sighing, Professor Alpohonse Mahogany Stroak repeated for the third time, "I want you to take Gary as your pokégirl."

Blinking his eyes once twice, again Ash's mind shut down and rebooted. "You want me to do what?"

Frustration finally hitting him, Stroak shouted, "Come on Ash, you're not five! We've been over this already!" At the look of confusion on the young man's face, the older man sighed and wondered if there was any hope for the future. This generation of Tamers were the dregs at the bottom of the barrel! "I want you to become Gary's Tamer once his inevitable punishment takes place!"

Blinking his eyes once more, the teenager whom would be the next great Harem Master asked, "What?"

Slapping himself on the face, the older male took deep breaths to calm himself. He knew the boy had problems but he didn't think he was this bad!

Fortunately for him, his pokégirl was more on the up-and-up as it were. A Domesticate Tigress, Tanya had benefitted from her previous experience at the Ranch where she'd been Parthenogenesis and raised, as well as the number of Harems she'd been a part of before she'd ended up in the hands of the caring, albeit naïve Tamer. "It's what the League decided your grandson's fate would be for what he did to those human girls, isn't it?"

Finally starting to catch on, Ash asked, "You mean the ones we got caught up with yesterday?"

"Exactly..." Stroak said. "I've managed to pull a few strings to keep him from being imprisoned for life, or worse, executed but that was the best I could do. As punishment Gary is going to be turned into a pokégirl himself, and then he's going to be run through a Level 4 Taming Cycle."

At hearing that, Ash winced. That was the stage just below totally mind-wiping a pokégirl completely. "Isn't that a little... harsh?" He asked. Not that he liked Gary, but he was rather upset about the fact that the Professor wanted him to be his grandson's Tamer. Even if he'd be turned into a pokégirl, Gary was a GUY!

Sighing, Professor Stroak explained, "Like I said, it was the best I could do. While not a complete memory wipe like the Level 5 Taming Cycle, Level 4 is extremely strong. As it is normally used, it is needed here to 'correct' the pokégirl in question who will be lesbian in taste so that she will either be bisexual or heterosexual. You choice really, as the machine has either setting, though I must tell you that its default control is set to heterosexual with mild bisexual tendencies."

Fidgeting in his seat, Ash was really unsure about all this. "I don't know," he said honestly. Looking up to meet the older man's gaze, Ash told him, "You of all people know the history between me and Gary. There is no way that he, rather she, is going to allow me to be her master; she will just bully me again. And with fangs, claws, talons, elemental powers or whatever she's going to get as a pokégirl, it will make it all that much easier for her to take control and make my life a living hell." He trembled lightly. "I went through Jr. High once! I don't feel like repeating a similar routine!" He practically shrieked.

Although he was surprised at the young man showing some backbone, the Professor couldn't fault the youth. "Listen Ash," the Pokégirl Researcher spoke in a soft, calming voice. "You really don't have to worry about it. You should realize that Gary, or rather, Galia will be easy to handle for you, at least initially. A pokégirl run through a Level 4 Taming Cycle will be dazed for days on end afterwards, having trouble thinking clearly and following complex instructions. She will be almost mechanical in disposition until about a week afterwards."

Listening to that, Ash had to ask, "So what you're saying is...?"

"Galia will be easy enough to handle for that first week," Professor Stroak told him seriously. "Be strict, but fair, make sure she knows her place and as soon as her memory starts to return and she becomes more like herself rather than a recent Threshold girl, she'll hopefully be malleable enough to become a contributing member to your harem."

Silence reigned between the two for a moment. "Can't I just put her into storage?"

"NO!"

by Kestral

"So what about this one?" asked Ranma, trying to ignore how close Amanda was.

"It's a good choice, you could evolve your Eva or the Tomboy with a Thunder Stone," said Amanda.

Ranma clicked the choice and watched as the trade request went out and came back with an "accepted" message.

Amanda checked her watch. "I've got to go to the station, Mister Saotome. I might need your assistance with something a little later though."

"Oh, sure," said Ranma, thinking maybe she needed something moved or something like that.

"Okay," said Nabiki. "Saotome's got a Psychic type (Kasumi), two Normal types (an Eva and Akane), and a Wood type (the High Elf)."

Ash continued to work at the screen, making the occasional noise of agreement.

"Yeah, that's basically it," said Tanya. "Elements are one of the important things to keep in mind when in battles. Water types are strong against Fire, Fire is strong against Plant or Wood, and so on."

"Chinese elements, gotcha, that's like that 'pokemon' game," mused Nabiki.

"There's also some breeds which are strong against other specific breeds," added Tanya. "Cat-types tend to have an advantage against mouse-types for example."

"Right," said Nabiki, not remembering anything like that in what she'd seen of pokemon but seeing where it could be considered a natural tendency. Predators would be strong against prey. Of course, that might mean a herbivore-breed would be strong against a plant-monster-woman.

"So how's the trade coming?" asked Tanya of her own Tamer.

"Pretty well," said Ash. "I can't do anything about 'Galia' - do we even know what element or anything?"

"With a name like 'Galia' - I'm guessing Steel element," said Tanya. "Ash has myself - a Fighting element, Peekabu - Electric type, CharAmanda - Fire type, Boobisaur - Plant type, Shadowcat - Psychic/Dark, and a Squirtitty which is Water element."

"I'm trading the Shadowcat," said Ash.

"WHY? They're pretty strong," said Tanya, though she was a little relieved as cat-types tended to get competitive with each other.

"We're going to be with Ranma for a while, right? Guy who turns into an engine of destruction when he's scared?" asked Ash.

"Gotcha," said Nabiki, scratching at another part of her skin which had gotten itchy. The idea of trading girls off like this bothered her, but having Saotome wreck their transportation trying to get away from a cat didn't sound good either. "Good thinking, I guess. So what are you trading her for?"

"Currently I've got a bid on a Flying type and another on a Poison type," said Ash distractedly. "If either is accepted I've got auto-cancel on the other."

"A Buzzbreast is Flying and Poison, right?" asked Nabiki.

"No, mainly considered Bug, I think," answered Tanya.

"Pok-E-Bay hasn't really taken off as a service of Pokecenters," said Ash after puzzling over more menu options, "I think I'm beginning to see why."

"WAIT!" said Nabiki, leaning closer as a familiar name scrolled across one display. "Tatewaki KUNO? Selling 'Evolution Stones'?"

"Yeah, the Kunos of Stone Town are real big experts on Evolution Stones," said Tanya. "Everyone knows that. Though I've run across some Tamers that have had to meet with Tatewaki."

"Idiot who thinks he's some samurai out of some drama?" asked Nabiki, wondering if Kuno being the same here was something to be happy about simply because it was the single thing staying the same.

"Oh yeah," agreed Tanya. "He does his duty as a Tamer, but he's all for that love-between-two-guys thing like the old samurai too, I -"

"WHAT?!" interrupted Nabiki, her brief embracing of a single point of normalcy now having proven to be premature.

"Oh yeah, I've heard of him," mumbled Ash with an expression of distaste. "Butt-pirate. The Blue Balls Of Stone Town."

"A world where Akane would actually be safe from Tatewaki Kuno," mused Nabiki. "If he meets Ranma though - that could be messy."

"WACHOOOO!"

"Your handkerchief, sir."

"Thank you, good Sasuke. What's on today's itinerary?"

"You have a luncheon scheduled with Professor Pirate to discuss his experiments with the infusion of raw magic into existing stones to make new stones - apparently he's had some successes as of this week."

"Good, good," said Tatewaki Kuno, magnificent heir of the Stone Town Kunos. He idly kicked his latest conquest out of bed as he roused himself. "What else?"

"Your sister sends her annual request to be let out of her tower," said Sasuke, moving quickly along.

"Send my annual regret that this cannot be so," replied Kuno.

"Oh yes, there is one other thing," said Sasuke.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

"Oh yes, there is one other thing," replied Sasuke. The retainer to the house of Kuno opened the man's backpack and handed him his PokéDex. "There is a message for you from Gym Leader Gendo Giovanni regarding a favor owed. The message said to call him back right away."

Shaking his head, Kuno sighed in annoyance. "Obviously Mr. Giovanni is going to request a number of our rarer Stones. Shiny Stone, Oil Stone, Dusk Stone, Dawn Stone..." he sighed as he accepted his PokéDex from his manservant. He was about to turn it on when he suddenly stopped. Turning his head, he looked down at the man on the floor and told him, "You need to leave no, Charadin. I have an important call I need to talk."

The man whose origins were of the Noir League sat up as he rubbed his aching posterior. "Can't I at least have some breakfast? We were at it all night!" More to the point, Kuno was at him all night. By the thousand gods, was his ass sore!

"Perhaps another time," was the scion of the Stone Town Kuno's reply. "You can go back to your Ranch and your Ice-types and get food there. I am going to be busy for awhile." Anything concerning Mr. Giovanni

Huffing, Picolet Chardin got up from off the floor and held one of the sheets around him. His nose pointing up into the air, the owners of the Golden Pair Ranch stomped out of the room, annoyed with the antics of his current lover.

When the door to his room closed, Kuno shook his head. "I am not surprised by his action. It is rare, the few that can stand up to the mighty sword of the Blue Balls of Stone Town. Like so many others, my maleness tore apart the petals of his rosebud with fierce prejudice. Truly, it takes a manly man to be a satisfactory sheath for my greatness."

Feeling really uncomfortable at the moment, (oh how he hated when his master soliloquized) Sasuke coughed into his hand to get the attention of the man he served, (only as hired help, thank the thousand gods)! "Master Kuno? I believe it's imperative to not leave Gym Leader Giovanni waiting. You know how busy a man he is and his time is very valuable." It was known that to Gendo time wasn't only about money but it was a ticking clock that counted down doomsday for the dwindling purity of the human race.

Nodding his head in agreement with his manservant, Tatewaki replied, "Your words ring of bitter truth, Sasuke... for lo, respect yourself and others shall respect you. If I don't properly address the man on time, it shows poorly on my part and thus the man will think poorly of me." And only never wanted SEELE #02 pissed with them. Gendo was high up on their chain of command and could cause trouble for the Kunos if he wanted.

A sweat-drop trickling down the side of his head, Sasuke asked, "So shouldn't you..."

Blinking his eyes once, twice Kuno was quick to answer, "Right, right. Of course." Sitting up straight on his bed, the Tamer and heir of the Kuno monopoly over the Western Evolution Trade he started to fiddle with a few buttons and attachments on his PokéDex. With the speaker set for two way and the little camera lens aimed at him, Tatewaki pressed the button. The screen of the Dex went black for a moment, followed by a series of rings every few second.

Within half a minute, the screen flashed to life, revealing the visage of a man. Middle aged with character lines on his face which conveyed a stern gaze behind the dark-tinted lenses of his glasses. With the trademarked goatee and his Viridick Gym Badge pinned on the lapel of his jacket, Kuno recognized him immediately. "I bid thee good morrow, Gym Leader Giovanni," he greeted the man on the screen. "I've gotten your message that you wish to call in a favor so I got back as soon as I could." A smug look coming over his face, he told the man, "Just send a list of what types and number of Evolution Stones you need and I'll see to it the order is filled and delivered, no questions asked."

"Tatewaki Kuno," Gendo spoke slowly and with purposeful clarity. He didn't want the young heir of the Stone Town Kunos to get off-track like he was prone to do and to hear what the Gym Leader had to tell him. "That is not what this call is about."

Raising an eyebrow, Kuno had to ask, "What? But your message said you were calling about a favor. What else could you want besides very rare Evolution Stones, something I'm more than willing to provide in return for the security measures you supplied for my family's mines?" Evolution Stones were the lifeblood of the Kuno family; something they were able to harvest in great quantities easily thanks to the family's Stone Finder Blood Gift. That someone would pass over the chance to gain such precious elementally-powered stones was a foreign concept to Tatewaki.

Staring straight at Kuno, Gendo answered him in a serious business-like tone. "I need you to spy on a certain Tamer and his group for me. I want you to meet up with him or at least follow him and his progress; the information is very valuable to us." His gaze became harsh as he reiterated, "Very Valuable."

Snorting, the scion of the house of Kuno asked, "That's it? You want me to meet up with some Pokégirl Tamer? What could be so important that you need to send me out to do some menial task which you could easily have some Team Rocket grunt handle?" Honestly, one of his magnificence need not get his hands dirty in such an aspect. It was an insult to the Stone Town Kunos!

"A simple two-fold answer, Mr. Kuno," Gendo spoke seriously. "Because Team Rocket members are seen as criminals by the Leagues at large," although truthfully a number were, "So I cannot send them into towns and follow them into certain area where the influence of SEELE may not be as strong as to allow them safety on the streets, let alone free access to certain city areas." His facial lines increased as he frowned deeper. "And that is the case right now. They are in Pewtit City, a place neither the influences of SEELE or myself has yet to penetrate. However, a legitimate businessman such as yourself can enter, especially when one considers how close Stone Town is to Pewtit City. You could make it in mere days while it would take my forces a week to reach Pewtit from Viridick. Time is of the essence here; we cannot lose track of them."

Considering that, Kuno nodded his head. It was true. Stone Town was right off of Routes 3 and 16 and it connected into Route 3 at the halfway mark. It would take mere days on foot to reach Pewtit. With a proper vehicle the time was easily halved if not more. Considering this for a moment, the young heir of the Stone Town Kunos sighed in relent. "Very well, Giovanni. I accept the conditions of this favor." Trying to relax, he asked the man, "Now tell me. Who is my primary target and who is with him that I should be worried about or keep an eye out for as well?"

"A Tamer that's recently resurfaced after nearly two years missing," Gendo told him seriously. "Ranma Saotome of Phallus Town."

Sitting up, Kuno's interest was piqued. "Saotome? As in, Ranma Saotome of the Indiscriminate Taming School?" He asked rather excitedly. He hadn't seen the pigtailed man since that night they shared at Resort Gorgeous. Now THAT was a manly man if he'd ever fucked one! He had been devastated at the news of Ranma's disappearance around the Jusenkyo Spell Dumps... to hear that he was still alive was a dream come true! "Are you absolutely certain?"

"We are," Gendo told him. "Furthermore, Saotome is now 'pure'. In becoming such, he has become useful to us."

Raising an eyebrow, the Kendoish Pokégirl Tamer asked, "What do you mean pure?" They better not have been hoping to take Saotome's innocence. That was for the Scion of the house of Kuno and for him alone! Growling, he shouted at Gendo, "You better not think of doing anything funny to him! Ranma's ass is mine!"

His eyes narrowing, the Gym Leader of Viridick told him, "That is something you don't need further explained nor is your attitude appropriate for this conversation." Taking a deep breath, he then shouted at the Evolution Stone tradesman, "Now take your head out of your ass and listen carefully as I brief you."

"But I prefer boxers..." Kuno told him straight-faced.

The image on the PokéDex screened showed Gendo raising a hand to his face, slipping a pair of fingers behind his glasses to rub his eyes in annoyance. Lowering his hand, he told them, "What I mean is to give you information on your mission."

"Oh!" Tatewaki shouted as he sat up. "Proceed then. Who else will be with Saotome."

"The one you really need to look out for besides Ranma Saotome is a human woman naked Nabiki Tendo. She has currently been infected with an aggressive strain of BuzzBreast viral DNA. Ranma is going to be assisting her in finding a Megami to purge her of such before it can turn her into another useless, mindless BuzzBreast. We need to see to it she manages such; the information that could be obtained from such an event would be of much use to us," as he explained, the seriousness in his voice never wavered.

Nodding his head, it made much more sense to Kuno now. SEELE was all about purifying the human race and eradicating pokégirls once and for all. To get full data on a human woman having pokégirl DNA purged from her body completely would have been priceless to the organization.

Yet something bothered him about that. Since when was Nabiki Tendo human? Last he knew, the girl was a Kitten. Very curious...

Gendo continued. "The others are negligible but you must be careful of them," he told Kuno seriously. "First is a starting Tamer from Phallus Town named Ash Sexum, while rather inexperienced did save the group from a BuzzBreast swarm; seventy-four of the Bug/Poison-types. His harem must be powerful to have handled a swarm all by himself."

Yawning, Kuno shrugged it off. "A beginning Tamer is still a beginning Tamer. He must have gotten lucky or the report was exaggerated." Only a Kuno could manage such magnificence. Obviously that Ash must have been living in his own dream world to report that he defeated over seventy Buzz Breasts with just his own harem. That ass...

"The others are the sisters of Nabiki Tendo who had become pokégirls," the leader of the Indigo-branch of SEELE started to finish. "A Ka-D-Bra named Kasumi Tendo and a Tomboy named Akane-"

"AKANE TENDO!?" Kuno asked excitedly, his eyes flashing with interest. "The dear robust, manly pokégirl that is the youngest daughter of Soun Tendo? The flattest, gruffest, most uncultured and unfeminine Tomboy that ever existed in the history of existence?" He was gripping his PokéDex with both hands as he held the screen close to his face. "THAT Akane Tendo!?"

Raising an eyebrow, Gendo was curious as to the absurd behavior of the heir of the Kuno fortune. He was surprised that the youth knew so much about 'Akane' but perhaps he could use that energy to his advantage. "Yes."

Eyes going wide at the answer, Kuno started to laugh maniacally. At last! After a year of the Tomboy disappearing off the face of the planet, she would finally be his! He would have a proper pokégirl for a samurai such as himself! "Giovanni! I'll do it!"

Sasuke sighed as he heard that. It looked like his master was going to send them on another moronic quest once more. "I'll go ready the transport, Master Kuno. Which one do you wish to take?"

Considering the question for a moment, Kuno was quick to reply, "Get the Class C Trailblazer RV! It a transport as manly as they come and is the perfect tool to portray the might of the Blue Balls of Stone Town!" His chest puffed up with pride. "And wait until they see all the luxuries I have in it! It's filled with more features and add-ons than a Bus Conversion!" Saotome and Akane were sure to come into his arms with such!

Sasuke considered his master's demand. It was a decent choice for protection. The Trailblazer series was a recreational vehicle based on HVSS equipped M4A1s Sherman tank that featured a large single boom crane, (as opposed to the A-Frame of the M32) and large spades at the front and rear of the vehicle to assist in lifting the armored rig had the distinctive cab-over profile. The cab-over contained the bed or "entertainment" section as Kuno liked to call it...

Still, it was a very dependable vehicle. Built upon not only a truck chassis for the housing, but with a main battle tank, (MBT) chassis in front for vehicle motion, the whole of the RV was set on a two sets of armored treads rather than tires. With such force, it was all-terrain and could tow up to seventy-two tons!

Of course with treads, all the armored plating and the numerous luxuries such as the hot-tub/jacuzzi and the huge satellite dish on the roof it was also one of the slowest transports available! A trip that could take a week would easily be expanded into a week!

Sighing, Sasuke thought if they were lucky enough they'd be lucky to catch up to Saotome and his group somewhere around the Pewtit half of Route 3.

Looking at the newly 'Thresholded' pokégirl that had once been a man floating in the respirometry metabolic tube, the Technician told the assisting Nurse Joy, "She's lucky the transformation DNA cocktails took. Not many men can take being turned into pokégirls through artificial means." Over half would end up destabilizing on a cellular level and becoming a dense liquid similar to amniotic fluid in composition. Turning towards the nursing pokégirl whom was standing by one of the consoles, he asked, "What was his crime again?"

Not taking her eyes off the Acrylic, Bubble, and Mass flow meters, the Nurse Joy responded, "He was an accessory in getting two human girls Love Balled and then tried to rape a third."

Whistling, the Technician had to shout, "Man! And here I thought pulling that bullshit got one executed on the spot." He looked at the pokégirl floating in the tube with an air-mask around the lower half of her face. "I admit she makes one beautiful Steel-type but by the thousand gods, this one should've been a bloody stain on the pavement."

"The pokégirl Galia was formerly Tamer Gary Stroak, grandson of the great Pokégirl Researcher Professor Mahogany Stroak," the Nurse Joy told her superior as if it explained everything.

And it did. "Ah, so the old man actually threw his weight around for once." The man sighed in annoyance. "Well, makes sense. The guy's done a lot and doesn't ask for much from the League. So when he actually wants a favor done, I'm sure he had more than a few favor to call in." He smirked at the tube and shouted, "Not like he could get you off though, could he you little bastard!?"

Rolling her eyes, the Nurse Joy told the human, "Don't waste your breath. She can't hear you." Finally turning to look at the male in the room, she added, "She's not even conscious."

"I know..." the Technician replied. Staring at the girl floating in the large upright tube filled with a blue-tinted liquid, he asked, "So what happens to her after this? Are they going to put her through a Level 5 Taming Cycle and put her ass up for League auction?" He had to admit, if that was the case he might try bidding on her. She was rather pretty, very feminine.

"No," the Nurse Joy was quick to reply. "She's getting a Level 4 Taming Cycle and being given to a predetermined Tamer chosen by Professor Stroak."

"Lucky bastard," the Technician responded. "She's quite a hottie but... besides seeing she's become a Steel-type, I'm curious." Turning to the Nurse Joy with a curious look, he asked, "What breed of pokégirl is she anyway?"

"What is she becoming?" The Nurse Joy responded with a question of her own. "Why, she's turning into a..."

by Kestral

Gary was asleep but on a level he knew what was going on. His jailors had not seen any reason not to tell him.

He struggled of course. He was subdued just as easily.

There were some who had some pity for the boy. Not because of the boy himself, but for the sake of his grandfather and for those who had known of his father.

His father had died during a race using vehicles which were fairly dangerous, but it was later proven that his racer had been sabotaged by one of the other racers. His mother had been a Tomboy pokegirl. As sometimes happened, having the perceived shame of a pokegirl mother had resulted in the boy becoming more hostile towards pokegirls in general. Especially as the mother herself had not been around to counter such prejudice.

None of those had mattered though, and Gary had briefly woken to find himself in a tube and the changes begun. Naturally, he'd struggled but the tube was constructed to be able to hold a struggling Amachamp and electrical discharges had taken the fight out of him quickly.

He'd drifted in and out of sleep as the changes begun. Aware of what was happening but experiencing it all through a pleasant and aroused haze without more than the most momentary pain. Then the sleep began as the changes accelerated once he'd become a she.

"You heard me," said Nabiki. "These Buzzbreast are nearly mindless aren't they?"

"Feral ones are," admitted Nurse Joy. "They also tend to have that Hive mentality..."

"I'd rather be something less mindless if I'm going to change," said Nabiki. "You also said that Megami are hard to find."

"Well, yes, we do know where some are, but they're notoriously difficult to track," said Nurse Joy. "They use Teleport. Another difficulty is that their abilities tend to be very individualized. We'd need to find one that could heal you by turning you back to human or alter you back to your pre-human condition."

"Well, that's... excuse me?" asked Nabiki.

"You identified yourself as Nabiki Tendo, right?" asked the Nurse Joy, moving to a console and tapping out a quick command. "When I did a search for your medical records, I came up with this. How did you purify your DNA anyway? I've gotten dozens of requests for details on that."

Nabiki stared at the figure slowly rotating on the screen. It was recognizably HER, wearing a cute pullover top and shorts and a pair of boots. It was also NOT her as she'd never had a pair of cat ears or a TAIL.

"Do you still have access to any of your special attacks like 'Payday'?" asked Nurse Joy, curious herself. If the process could be duplicated, she could become HUMAN. No more having to be Tamed, no more spending rest cycles in a pokeball, to have the full rights of full human no matter where she went. The idea that these people were from another universe was considered again, though it was just so far-fetched. Wasn't dimensional travel supposed to be impossible for humans? On the other hand, a pokegirl turning human seemed pretty darn unlikely too.

"I - what?" asked Nabiki. She'd seen the possibility earlier when Ranma had turned out to have a record of being here. It was another to actually SEE herself.

The image continued to rotate there and Nabiki touched the screen just to verify. The picture enlarged at that point and began showing cut-away views to display more information about her ears.

"Kitten ears are erogenous zones with about half the sensitivity of those of elves," helpfully said the computer. "The average hearing range is about 45 to 64000 Hertz with an especial sensitivity to loud noises. Individual range may vary."

"Erogenous ears?" asked Nabiki.

The Anything Goes style was not one that utilized kata to a great extent. Yes, they were there in some form or fashion in any martial art from European Sabre Style to Shaolin Kung Fu. Practicing motions so that they could be called up from motor memory in an instant.

Ranma frowned as he went through a set that looked almost like dance moves.

Little bits were off. He felt his chi burn as strong as ever, his strength and speed seemed about the same, but there were tiny little differences in performance that he kept stumbling across. On a hunch he tried concentrating the Soul Of Ice's cold into one fist and was rewarded by seeing a fitful white mist seem to gather there.

Ranma let it go after it had built a little more. Things worked a little different here. Not that he hadn't guessed that already.

He heard clapping a moment later and realized that he'd been so focussed on his internal pathways that he hadn't noticed someone come in to watch him.

by The Demented Redhead

Nabiki glared down at the paper. It really wasn't anything deep, anything profound.

It just fucked up her plan.

As she had been going over the issue of finding out that her analog was something termed a Kitten pokégirl, a notice had been posted on the computer … to her … from a Megami pokégirl.

Keep living with hope. Search for redemption. When you are redeemed, we will find you.

When you are redeemed, humanity will be returned to you.

Choose the path you seek.

She wanted to growl, to lash out. They had her cure, they had her chance to be helped, maybe even that of her sisters. And they were holding out on her … to teach her a lesson!

How did they even know her?

She forced herself to take several deep breaths. Giving into her rage wouldn't help her now. Not if she didn't want to end up so sex-addled pokégirl for the rest of her life.

No, she just had to deal with her new instincts for the next few months until she redeemed herself enough to earn her relief.

"That Selena could have been a bit gentler in explaining it to me," she grumbled. The Sorceress had informed her—bluntly and in front of Ranma before storming off for 'a smoke' that what part of the viral DNA already in her system was imitating the typical pokégirl feral problem.

In other words, she was going to need sex and soon to stay sane. Oh happy days, her chance for continued sanity relied either on her going lesbian or getting Saotome into the bedroom.

She was doomed.

"Megami; more like evil demons," she murmured, looking at the letter. She hadn't even asked about getting her own pokégirls—she had been very interested in one of the catgirls offered to Ranma and Ash if for nothing else than leverage on the man she partially blamed for her being now a tanned version of Shampoo.

Now she needed to get her own team, as well as … help him. They expected her to go from a perceived sinner to ... well, to Kasumi in a quick enough fashion to save her humanity.

"I wonder if that smoking bitch has any alcohol," murmured Nabiki as she stuffed the letter into her pocket. She felt a sudden need to get drunk.

"They better have some condoms here," she growled as she stalked off. Giving Saotome a free lay had better earn her some karma points for the effort it was going to take. But better the devil you know than some stranger off the street.

Besides, if he performed poorly, she'd just sick Akane on him.

Ranma scratched his head nervously as he looked towards the woman before him.

Katie, the Espea smiled as she walked towards him. "I see you are working out the … small differences you noted earlier."

"Well, yeah," said Ranma. "Not too bad, just gotta make sure it doesn't blow up in my face."

Katie nodded as she circled him for a bit. "I am here for several reasons, Mr. Saotome."

He winced at those words. "Call me Ranma, calling me that other name makes me think you're asking about my Old Man."

The psychic pokégirl nodded. "Very well then," she said.

"I have come to ask for you to be kind to my sister," she started. "I ask that if possible, do not trade her, but train her seriously."

He blinked in confusion at her words. He had to train … girls?

"I know you have an issue with fighting girls seriously, but it is an issue you must deal with. After all, you will not always have a cat-type to trigger a Nekoken episode to save you."

He winced at those words, their dual meaning cutting deep into him. "O…kay," he said. "You wouldn't happen to have anything to fix the Nekoken, would you?" he asked hopefully.

"Other than attempting to acquire your own feline pokégirl and tame her as a means of overcoming that fear, no, I do not. I am unwilling to tamper with a person's mind, especially when alternatives are available."

"Come on!" Ranma whined. "Tamper away, fix the damned thing!"

Katie shook her head. "Even if I could, the scars are too old for me to be of much help. But as cat-types are fairly common, I suggest you take my advice sooner rather than later. There are enemies for you on this world who will not allow such a weakness to be exploited."

"Ya mean I got people after my hide here too!" he cried out.

"Yes, there is an analog for you in this world as well as Ms. Tendo," she said. "He is currently active, but his current location is unknown. He has a chaotic reputation, and there are those who may attack you believing you are him."

"Well damn," muttered Ranma. It figured, it wasn't even his world and he was going to get blamed for some stuff he had no hand in. "All I needed, super powered fiancées…" he muttered.

Katie nodded. It was probably better at the moment not to inform him of his double's full status as missing, let alone the status of the pokégirl Tendo sisters. Oddly, the three were different types than their analogs. The Akane of this world was actually a Vixen and a high ranked sex match participant. His mind was already stressed by the current path before him, revealing such would only hurt him. But at least he was heavily favoring trying her approach fixing his fear.

She couldn't act outright towards him. But with enough hints, she could ensure her sister was well off.

Well that … and he had a great body. His scent from his workout was raising her own need for a Taming session.

"Anything else?" he asked solemnly.

"Yes, you need to…"

by Kestral

"There's issues from your own arrival in creating your own identity. Especially as there was already a Ranma Saotome of your approximate appearance who is Missing And Presumed Dead," said Katie. "Now though, I think there's something we need to take care of."

His name was Shinji Ikari Giovanni, newcomer to Viridick and mostly sullen young man.

"So you see, there are several groups that your father created to follow his various agenda," said Makoto as he led his charge through the streets.

"Like Team Rocket?" asked Shinji.

"Of course not, Team Rocket is a criminal element and your father is a well respected scientist and leader of the community," said Makoto, sounding a bit strained as they went into the Pokecenter.

"Oh," said Shinji, briefly wondering why some Very Near Human had looked at him and then sprayed liquor from her mouth everywhere and started choking.

"Are you okay?" asked Makoto.

"Gak gurk gah, uhh. Yeah," said the Very Near Human. "Excuse me. Are you Shinji Ikari?"

"Yes, do I know you?" asked Shinji, taking in the tight top and tight cut-off jeans and trying to figure out what breed this was. Maybe an Ingenue?

"I certainly hope not," said the 'pokegirl', wiping liquor off her mouth.

"All right then, come along Shinji," said Makoto, thinking that this was a Tamer.

Shinji scurried to catch up with Makoto. "So what kind of groups?"

"Well, your father worked with several people of different leagues, but some of the groups you might have heard of. There's SOLDIER and the Turks," said Makoto. "Project Soldier is an attempt to enhance blood gifts in male humans to create an elite fighting force capable of holding their own against even powerful pokegirls without actually relying on pokegirls. Whereas Section 9, also known as the Turks, are skilled but not enhanced."

The pokegirl following them, deep tan and purple hair and all, winced and palmed her forehead as if she were getting a headache. No doubt because she'd ended up snorting liquor out her nose.

Makoto stopped at the nursing station. "Is she ready?"

"Yes, Mister Hyuga," said the Nurse Joy, checking her screen. "She's just gone through detox."

"Good," said Makoto, taking the pokeball. "Your discretion IS appreciated."

"Of course," said Nurse Joy.

Nabiki explored her cheek with her tongue as she pondered what she'd seen and heard.

She'd done enough sleight-of-hand to see the note that had been handed off to the Nurse Joy when Makoto Hyuga had accepted the pokeball.

Who was in the pokeball? Misato maybe?

She didn't remember a 'Soldier Project' or 'Turks' with Giovanni OR Gendo Ikari. So another element she was unfamiliar with.

Nabiki chugged the slightly-sweet/bitter liquor she'd found, making a face as it hit her stomach and seemed to combust. Whatever it was, this stuff seemed as potent as sake though the flavors seemed to be fairly odd.

"Miss Tendo?" said the Nurse Joy. "You realize that particular liquor is made for cooking and as a mixer?"

"As long as it does the job," said Nabiki, taking another swig.

"Do you also realize that getting drunk will compromise your immune system?" asked the concerned Joy.

"So?" asked Nabiki, taking another long draw to punctuate that question. As if SHE cared what this society thought about it.

Nurse Joy sighed. "It will accelerate your changing into a Buzzbreast."

BLESHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Nurse Joy wiped the slightly sticky liquor off her face. "Please don't do that again."

"WHAT?!" Nabiki demanded when she finished sputtering.

"Maybe you should try Taming your pokegirls," suggested Nurse Joy.

"WHAT?! When did I get pokegirls?!" asked Nabiki.

"You requested a cat-type," said Nurse Joy. "On the computer? Form 1962-A?"

"Okay, she's being transported."

Ding!

Name: 724 "Violet"

Typification: Domesticated Eva

Rated Skills: Cooking 2, Wilderness Survival 1, Electronics 4, Mechanic 5, Fixit 3

"She's a mechanic?" asked Ranma, scratching his head.

"Yes, Violet was always getting into things, taking them apart, putting them back together, mostly," said Katie. "It was one of the major reasons for my suggesting her. You don't have anyone for your 'maintainer' role, do you?"

"Role?" asked Ranma.

"A number of people with multiple pokegirls try to have several with different elements, but also different skills they can bring to bear," said Katie. "It's more common with pet owners who have Domesticated. They'll have one pet who can do housework and another which can assist them in their work somehow."

"I don't understand," said Ranma with a yawn.

Katie cocked her head, sensing the weariness rolling off of the human Tamer.

Her day was turning into night, and to the best of her abilities to determine, it was going to end as bad as it started.

And she wasn't even close to laying her head on the pillow and heading off to dream, hoping against hope she would wake up, be back in Nerima, and could chalk this up to grabbing something to snack on that Akane had made and packaged under Kasumi's name.

But the bad news in the last few hours just kept growing.

First was the fact there was a Shinji Ikari on this screwed-up world. The fact alone he existed could be an anomaly, after all she and apparently Ranma had analogs here at the current time—well, she hoped they existed around this time, otherwise she might be chased for some bull such as eternal youth or such. But Makoto Hyuga had walked in right beside him, so it was shooting one of many holes in her hope.

Then the duo had let slip the fact that Shinji's father—a man accused of being a bigger bastard than Nabiki had ever been—was also the head of Team Rocket. So in this world, the man was in the position of Giovanni from the Pokémon series. That fusion didn't offer her much comfort. In fact, she found she would need to talk to Ranma and hopefully soon. She saw what Gendo Ikari would do with power in the Evangelion series; she didn't want to imagine what he would do with it here.

Of course, she could be wrong. But until she could find a terminal not likely monitored by that Nurse Joy Makoto had slipped a paper to, she wasn't going to assume she had a secure access here. For all she knew, looking up to see if there were any references on this world to Evangelions, Lilith, Angels, or even analogs of Rei and Kaworu might come up empty, but then again it could trip something and alert Gendo to the fact she may know something.

Being made to disappear was not something she wanted to experience. And if she didn't approach Ranma at the right time and the right manner, both of them would get to experience that.

The second was that she couldn't even drink now. Granted the cooking alcohol hadn't been her first choice of beverage, but it did what she wanted it to do: made the world seem a bit less defined and took her mind off the fact she would likely need to train Ranma in the bedroom. And now that was taken from her because alcohol would apparently weaken her immune system and damage the spell holding her transformation at bay.

So nice of the damned Megami and the Pokécenter staff to forget to mention she had to be sober from now on. Sure, she wasn't an alcoholic, but she liked the option, and it wasn't like the Dojo had ever been lacking in sake. But she couldn't even take some to relax. And what happened if she caught a cold or something? She could be buzzing about in a week!

And now her current dilemma. Someone—and she had a very good damned idea who—had arranged all the paperwork for her to receive her very first pokégirl, a cat type like she wanted. It wasn't the one Ranma had injured.

"Come to Mama!" the catgirl cried as she tried to swipe away the chair Nabiki was using to keep her back.

Oh yes, the cat-type definitely lived up to a warning that was red-stamped on the file the Nurse Joy had given her before leading them both to one of the rooms at the Pokécenter that Tamers could stay in.

Warning: Very Amorous To Tamer, Very!

And here I thought my first time here would be with Ranma, she grumbled, as the catgirl jumped into the air, kicked the chair aside, and wrapped her arms around Nabiki.

"Don't worry, dear; I'll be gentle!"

Oh yes, the Tendo girl was all but certain that Megami were evil here.

"All set, Shinji?" asked Makoto as the two stood outside the back entrance to the Pokécenter.

The sullen boy nodded, a small smile playing on his lips as he held the pokéball in his hands, the girl inside the whole reason he had come all this way. "Yes sir; I promised Mr. Kaji I'd take care of her and I will."

Makoto just smiled. True, even he didn't know where Gendo had sent the scruffy man, but the guy obviously had some faith in Shinji to trust him with Misato.

Oh, why couldn't he have trusted me with her, he mentally cried. He would have done anything to have a single night with that Wildcat. And yet he trusted the pokégirl to Giovanni's son!

"Do you have to leave so soon though?" asked Shinji.

Makoto nodded. "I'm afraid so; your father wants me to personally escort this package I'm picking up back to the Gym," he said, waiting for Shinji to leave before he motioned for the source to bring it out. "I'll be back in a few days."

Shinji just nodded, rubbing his fingers nervously over the pokéball. He knew how his father was with trusting package shipments. The man was paranoid, but knowing what Shinji did, he could understand it.

"Now you better get inside," said Makoto. "They'll be serving dinner for a bit longer, and I'm sure Misato would enjoy a good meal after her last bender."

"Okay," said Shinji, his smile faltering a bit. He did know he should probably get Misato fed while he could … and before she insisted on trying to make her own meal. But … he was enjoying having contact with someone who could tell him about his father, since the man was always too busy to spend time with him.

But he knew his father always placed heavy demands on others, and knew Makoto would want to get as much distance as possible before he was forced to stop for the night. "Okay then, see you soon, sir," said Shinji as he turned around to head inside.

Makoto kept his smile up until the boy entered the rear entrance of the Pokécenter, before it vanished.

"Well come on," he said coldly, turning slightly to the supply dock.

The same Nurse Joy from before walked up to him, holding a slightly oversized briefcase. "Here is what you requested."

"There were no issues?"

The Joy shook her head. "I avoided the psychics for a while now. I even erased the logs of the procedures done to them."

Makoto nodded, setting the briefcase on a nearby table and opening it. Inside surrounded by bakelite to preserve the samples were three vials. The two on the outer edges were nearly clear-colored, while the center was a milky white Hyuga was familiar with. "The Tendo girl?"

"Her ovaries have not yet been affected by the transformation," said the Joy. "I personally tested them, they show no signs of either pokégirl DNA or the transformation virus."

Makoto nodded, as he looked at the labels on the other two vials. The milky one was sperm samples from the male, Ranma. The other seemed to confirm what he had been told about the human boy's curse: they were eggs from his female form.

In his hands were three pure examples of human reproductive cells. No wonder Giovanni is giving me an escort, he thought.

"Anything else?" asked the Joy.

"No, that'll be all," said Makoto as he turned away slightly. The Joy's face blanked for a moment as a Rocket psychic erased her memories of the entire transaction. The last thing he wanted was to have his own memories tampered with. By the time the pokégirl woke back up, she'd never known what she had done. After all, making her disappear would raise too many questions.

"Let's go," he said, as members of Section 9 and members of the SOLDIERs program converged on him.

Five minutes later, the eyes of the Nurse Joy blinked. "Huh? Why am I standing here for?"

"You sure this is okay?" asked Ranma, trying to hold back a yawn as Katie escorted him to his room.

"Rest will help you," Katie said. "Your body is still recovering from the battle, and while your recovery rate is phenomenal," she said, as Ranma's tired face formed a smirk, "you still are in a recovery period. You should rest now."

Ranma opened his mouth before a large purring sound seemed to erupt from a door a few rooms down from his own, making him shiver a bit.

"Another Tamer is getting acquainted with their new pokégirl," Katie said with a smile.

"Y-yeah," he muttered, as he quickly made his way down to his own door. "Wait, what about your sister?" he asked.

Katie just nodded with a smile, glad that he was already worried about her sister. "I will be taking my sister to your new RV to have her go over it. It may have been clean, but there is no telling what little surprises Stroak may have left behind. Trust me, she will find them all … and probably upgrade it." Of course whether those upgrades would work was something else entirely. "She will meet you in the morning … or afternoon, depending on when you awake.

"Good night," she said, as a cat-yowl pierced the corridor, sending Ranma into his room after quickly wishing her the same. The sounds of locks being locked soon followed.

A very nice ass, she mused as she turned away to pick up her sister. Oh yes, this was turning out to be very fun … and perhaps likely to end with a very nice taming session … should Ranma's current guest help him over the initial hurdle.

Ranma panted as he finished securing the door. Part of him wondered why those demon girls were making him act like he had just finished the Neko Ken training. Then again, they were the fusion of his fears: cats and affectionate females. That probably rated them a bit higher on the fear-meter.

"Are you okay, Ranma-kun?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Kasumi." His eyes went wide as he spun around. "Kasumi!"

"Yes?" asked the neo-pokégirl, as she sat up in the lone bed, causing the sheet to cascade off of her form and reveal that she was nude.

Ranma gulped as he stared at her form. This … wasn't going to end well.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Her antennae twitching at the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer's reaction, Kasumi... well, she didn't necessarily frown, but she was smiling a little less. "Ranma?" She spoke softly. "You don't have to be afraid of me..." she told him honestly. "I just want to get to know you..."

Ranma twitched and shivered slightly. "Sorry..." he apologized to the Tendo matriarch turned Ka-D-Bra. "Just not too used to getting close to women," he told her honestly. "Usually someone breaks in, tries to challenge me or kill me for even attempting to get close to someone."

It was then the former domestic turned Psychic-type pokégirl gave Ranma an honest smile as she sat up on the bed nude, her D-Cup breasts exposed for the boy's view. "Ranma, you know me. I may have change but I'm still me," even if left unsaid was that she didn't find the concept of younger men unappealing anymore as she once had before. "I just... want to talk."

Tilting his head as he looked at Kasumi, (and trying to ignore her breasts) the martial artists was curious. "Well... about... about what?" Ranma as he blinked as he looked at the Tendo girl's pair of antennae. He tried not to look at her tail as he saw a lot of of Kasumi than he intended to looking in that direction.

"About what we're going to do here..." the brunette turned bluenette answered. "I mean, we're going to have to get adjusted to the way things are done here. Katie shared many aspects of the world with me; many things." She turned her head so her eyes made contact with the pigtailed teen's. "Ranma... I'm scared..." she said honestly. "I'm scared of what this world is set up to do to me if I can't live up to its standards..."

THAT caught the heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts off guard. Kasumi was scared? What the heck!? As long as he could remember Kasumi had been the rock of the Tendo household. For her to be scared... "Hey, you've still got Akane, Nabiki and me, right?" He offered, trying to help ease her worries.

"Akane..." Kasumi sighed as she thought about her youngest sister. "Ranma, I tried to speak to her like Katie did to me when I was in my PokéBall... she's in denial and angry... very, very angry." The Ka-D-Bra shook her head. "I've no clue when she's finally going to get released from that Love Ball with how she's fighting tooth and nail against that programming with every fiber of her being... but when she comes out, she's not going to take it well at all." The former human girl once again made eye-contact with Ranma. "As pokégirls, we have no rights Ranma. Akane could very well get herself lined up for a Level 5 Taming Cycle if not outright 'euthanization'." She shuddered at the thought. "We need you to train us and keep us under control..."

Hearing that, Ranma couldn't argue. He grimaced as he thought about Akane's reaction to him training, (and Taming) her. "Yeah..." he said slowly. "She won't take that well."

The pokégirl's gaze hardened suddenly. "She'll have to," Kasumi told him in a serious tone of voice. "She has to understand that her wants..." she winced. "Don't apply to anyone outside of the harem, if even that. She has to make the best of this and become a functioning part of the harem, or else... we're all screwed."

Unsure of how to respond to that initially, Ranma sighed and sat down next to Kasumi. After a long silence, he finally agreed, "Yeah, I can understand that." He gently flopped down onto the bed and closed his eyes. "What should I do though?" He asked the eldest of the Tendo sisters. "Akane always hit me for being a pervert and if I have to... to do that to her, she'd kill me!" He wasn't joking with that, he was positive that when it came time for him to have sex with her to keep her sane, keep her human, she was going to slaughter him.

A firm look adorning her face, Kasumi told Ranma in a stern voice, "Then you'll have to discipline her." She said seriously. "In this world, there are masters and slaves..." she was now frowning. "They don't call us slaves, but that's what we are. If Akane screws this up, we're ALL in danger. She needs to know her place and be a contributing member to the harem," she emphasized to get his attention. "Katie gave me warnings and showed me both a number of horrors and goodness that make up this world. And more often than not, the horrors came from Tamers that are either deficient emotionally and pokégirls that either don't know their place and get too wily or they're wild Feral pokégirls that are too dangerous and can take down anything in their path; including uncoordinated harems. And at least the Ferals are straightforward. If you lost us in battle to another Tamer, we could end up with someone who is a real pervert and could Level 5 Taming Cycle us and make us into living sex-toys just because he simply wants to!" Her eyes shown with her psychic power. "Put simply, this world isn't nice and if we're to make it through we need to get with the flow of how things go here and rise above it."

Ranma frowned and squeezed Kasumi's hand as she rubbed his shoulder. This was a lot to consider and he knew, of all people, she'd give him the truth. "Kasumi, I just..." he sighed. "I don't know what to do, honestly." He looked at her eyes, seeing worry and nervousness in there. "Do you honestly want me to help you and Akane out?"

The Ka-D-Bra nodded her head firmly. "I do. Katie gave me tips on what we should be looking for or what to do." She took a deep breath. "It may be greedy, but I want to be your Alpha Pokégirl. I'll have reason to be around you at all times so I'll be allowed out of my PokéBall in most places and can offer you my advice."

Ranma blinked once, twice, before his mouth quirked into a smile. He chuckled and finally started laughing outright before finally calming himself. "Sorry, sorry," he apologized. "But.. ha ha ha!"

Tilting her head, Kasumi frowned. "What's so funny?"

Shaking his head, the pigtailed martial artist took a few moments more before he calmed down completely. "Nothing," he told her honestly. "Just something about the whole situation was funny." Namely the fact that Kasumi was sitting there, naked, and being completely serious like that. Oh, he so wanted to pull a Kuno and go into denial but the way things had gone so far, he couldn't chalk it up to some crazy dream brought on by too many years of having to eat Akane's toxic waste she tried to pass off as 'cooking'.

That made the woman pout. "This isn't funny Ranma!" She practically cried. "If we don't do this right, my sisters and I could get taken from you if we all don't end up killed!" She shouted at him, tears starting to shimmer in the corners of her eyes. She may have tried to be calm and serene most of the time for others, but right now she was the one that need reassurance.

Ranma blinked his eyes, caught off guard by the sadness of the woman before him. Sighing in guilt, he reached up with his arms, grabbing the Ka-D-Bra by her shoulders and pulling her down against him. "Sorry..." he whispered his apology, unsure of how to tell her that he just found the fact that she could sit there naked and be so serious humorous or that he was grateful for it. The past couple of days had been stressful and he needed to relax... and even if Kasumi was naked, it was difficult to view her in a sexual light; she was like family to him.

Keeping close contact, the former human tried to gather her thoughts. Sighing, Kasumi asked, "Ranma?"

Blinking his eyes, the pigtailed martial artist replied, "What?"

"Please... will you let me be your Alpha Pokégirl?" Kasumi asked him one more time. "You and the others will still need time to adapt but because I'm a Psychic-type, I was able to get a crash course about this world; I have knowledge. Not only can I teach you about the way things go here so we don't get into troubles when in town, but about what we need to make a balanced harem so we won't have to worry for the most part about the day-to-day aspects of living."

Considering her request for a moment, the pigtailed martial artist had to admit that he didn't have any better offers at the moment. "I guess..." Ranma finally told her, before tensing up as Kasumi hugged him tightly.

"Thank you, Ranma!" Kasumi told him. "I promise to be the best Alpha Pokégirl ever! I'll show you what elemental types we should consider as well as personality and skill sets!" She grinned. "I'll be the best Domestic you could ever want, and I'll see to it Akane gets trained to be a competent Battler! Fighting-types are supposed to have innate fighting instincts, but this is Akane we're talking about." She had the decency to blush as she asked, "Please don't tell her I said that."

That caught the Saotome boy by surprise. It seemed he wasn't the only one afraid of that girl's temper! "Uh... sure..." he said in an unsure manner before blinking his eyes as a thought came to him. "Say, Kasumi?"

Looking to the man that would be her Tamer, the former human girl asked, "What?"

"Is a Fighting-type in this world like that in that game that you showed me?" Ranma asked curiously.

"Close..." Kasumi said. "Katie had no clue what to make of PokéMon when I shared some of my memories with her but it seems to add up in some aspects." Taking a deep breath, the Ka-D-Bra told him, "Traditionally, (and there are exceptions) now that she's a Fighting-types, Akane will be considered 'strong' against Dark, Ice, Normal, Rock, and Steel pokégirls but she'd be at the mercy of Flying and Psychic-types." She looked a little guilty as she admitted, "That includes me."

Blinking his eyes a couple of times at the explanation, Ranma just finally shrugged it off. "Okay..." he told her acceptance. Although as a side-thought, he wondered why she wasn't letting go of him. Not that it was a bad thing, the hug was rather nice.

Nuzzling against the younger man, Kasumi let off a little sigh as she breathed in his scent. "Katie said her little sister is mechanically-inclined, right?"

Blinking his eyes at that, Ranma asked, "Yeah. What about it?"

"Good..." Kasumi said. "We can try to help her refine her skills further but with the Eva, Akane and I, you have a Mechanist, a Battler and a Domestic. We need to consider getting another Battler before we look towards getting a Scholarly-type."

Ranma chuckled. "Too bad we can't find a version of Shampoo or me running around here, huh?"

Kasumi sighed about that. "It is too bad." But apparently, because there at least HAD been another Ranma around, it made things much easier for them; they were able to set up Saotome as a Tamer much easily because of the previously established identity.

After a moment of contemplation as he just lay back in bed with only the quiet, Ranma finally spoke up. "So..." he started softly as to not startle the Tendo girl. "What else do you think we should do?"

After a moment, Kasumi started to blush. "Ranma... if it's okay with you... could we cuddle tonight..." she said honestly. "I want to get used to body contact before I commit myself to my first..." she blushed brighter, making her orange skin seem brown. "Taming."

"Sure..." the pigtailed martial artist replied, although he wasn't too used to people being touchy-feely with him, at least not without a hammer, foot, spatula, bonbori, or some other blunt instrument smacking him in the head shortly thereafter. But as always, Kasumi was the exception to almost everything he knew in life, even in this place.

Holding Ranma tightly, Kasumi sighed. She could get used to this. He felt so nice and soft against her; he would be gentle with her when the time came. She just hoped he'd have the skills to make it magical for her. Just because she now needed sex didn't mean she didn't want it to be the best or enjoy it. Hmm...

"Oh, Ranma?" Kasumi spoke up nicely.

"What?" Ranma asked as he turned his head to look at her, wondering what she wanted from him.

"Perhaps tomorrow you could go see Officer Amanda before she has work..." she said in a soft voice. "I believe she wanted you for some help." Even though she was a novice with psychic powers, Kasumi had been able to pick up the repressed lust the Officer Jenny had for Ranma. Surely, a little experience in the art of living before he took care of his harem wouldn't hurt.

Nodding his head to that, the raven-haired male told her, "Oh, sure." After a moment, he blinked a couple of times. Did Kasumi's hand run over his rear? Surely not! It was Kasumi for crying out loud!

Smiling, Kasumi told him, "Thank you." While it frightened her, she did look forward to Taming with Ranma. Even over his clothes, she could tell he had such a nice firm ass.

Viridick Forest, also known as 'Buggy Woods' was as quiet as could be for the moment. Night had fallen and only the rustling of insects and the sounds of nocturnal animal-life and Feral pokégirls could be heard. No Tamers were around the area, the last group having had trouble with a very large BuzzBreast swarm and then having to return to Viridick City. In short, some would say that only those who had a death wish would move around the forest at night.

However, that didn't mean that humans wouldn't transverse this forest at this time of night. They just wouldn't be of this world, let alone Pokégirl Tamers...

Their presence was announced with a flash of bright white light which shone in the middle of the air. However, this light soon materialized into a trio of female forms before it sputtered off into mere sparkles, releasing the three from the corona that had held them. Being trained in their martial arts of choices, the three girls landed easily enough from the height they appeared, the one in gymnast leotard landing on a branch while one with a spatula and dressed in chef's garb slowed her descent by wrapping noodles around another branch, before swinging down safely to the ground. The third, with a shock of violet hair, simply spun towards another tree in general, slamming both feet onto the trunk before launching herself into a flying somersault and landing ever-so-gracefully on her feet not far from the girl in bandoleer.

Looking around the place they'd appeared in, the chestnut-brown hair girl slowly un-shouldered her large battle spatula. "A forest?" She asked. "This is where that magic anomaly sent Ranchan and the Tendos?"

Hand touching the amulet her great-grandmother have given her to return home once they found the others, the purple-tressed warrior looked around the darkened area as best she could with the given moonlight. "Aiyah... is too dark, but must find Airen, Mallet-Girl and Housewife-girl."

Looking over to her lavender-haired ally, she shouted, "Shampoo! First off, Ranchan's NOT your husband. Second, we're supposed to be looking for Nabiki as well."

Snorting, Shampoo said, "Spatula-girl living in dream world if she think Airen be her fiancée! Ranma belong to Shampoo!" She crossed her arms over her chest before grinning. "Is why great-grandmother cast spells and use last of her magic ingredients and artifacts to send us to retrieve Airen of Shampoo."

Raising an eyebrow, the chef stared at Shampoo curiously. "Oh really?" She asked in a tone of voice that was barely suppressing her annoyance. "If you Amazons are so strong and knowledgeable in these matters, then why bring me and Kodachi?" She asked while thumbing over to the girl still up in the tree for emphasis.

Looking down from her perch on a branch high up, the most aristocratic of the group laughed heartily upon hearing the chef's question. "OH HOHOHOHOOO! Clearly our skills are just as needed!" She stated with no small hint of pride. "After all, Ranma-sama must be saved and perhaps even the Tendo Sisters. At least the oldest, I don't mind her presence one bit."

Although she rolled her eyes, Ukyo kept to herself that she wouldn't mind leaving Nabiki and Akane to stew for a bit in this world but even she'd never want to just leave them here. "Damn it," she mentally cursed. "Why do I have to be sorta-friends with that mallet-girl?" It was something that Kuonji chef saw as a weakness but honestly, she knew Ranma wouldn't let them leave either Akane or Nabiki behind, even if they deserved a little trouble. It was just the kind of person Ranma was, the reason she liked the guy so much.

Finally, the Black Rose of St. Hebereke School for Girls leapt off from her branch. Pushing her weight down and using the branch like a spring-board, she did a number of aerial backflips before she landed ever so elegantly on a large raised rock with a flat surface up top. "Gaijin! Peasant!" She shouted at the other two members of her party. "Do we have any idea which way to head to find my dear Ranma-sama and those Tendo Harridans?"

The okonomiyaki chef turned on the leotard-clad girl with a flourish. "First off, Kodachi! It's not 'peasant'! I got a name and it's Kuonji Ukyo!" The spatula wielding chef exclaimed as she thrust a finger in the woman's face.

"Aiyah!" The Chinese Amazon cried out in annoyance. "Name is Shampoo! I may be gaijin to Crazy-girl, but Shampoo be addressed by proper name!"

Oh yes, this 'team' was going to need some work...

Shaking her head, the raven-haired woman replied, ""Whatever." Looking between her two team members, she asked, "Now, how do we proceed to find them?"

"Good point..." the Amazonian replied. She looked around for a moment and narrowed her eyes in thought. "Hmm..." getting a thought, Shampoo kneeled, checking the ground. Placing her hand on it, she winced. "Aiyah! Too much life force! Can't focus." She shook her head sadly as she stood back up.

The heiress of the Kuno family sneered, annoyed at the uselessness of what was supposed to be the tracker amongst their group. "Fine then Bath Product, I'll ask this. Are we still on earth at all?" She was no stranger to magic but even she was feeling something off about this place. She didn't think anything on the planet had power like... this choking sensation.

Taking a step closer to the girl she considered to be off her rocker, the chef answered for the Amazon, "I don't think so..." Taking a deep breath, she sighed. "I mean, yeah these plants, rocks and stuff are things you can expect to see back home but..." she paused, trying to gather her thoughts. "This power isn't like anything I've come across. The chi here is all wrong!" She shouted seriously.

"Spatula-girl right!" Shampoo shouted seriously as she gave a firm nod of her head. "Life force here all... screwy..." she said. Looking around, the violet-tressed beauty explained as best she could, "The forest's chi is... nothing like Shampoo ever felt before!"

Kodachi snorted, "Well that's just great. For all we know this place could be just one big forested world. Ranma-sama and those other girls could have traveled off in any direction or landed somewhere else in this place for all we know." She wasn't seeing any recent signs that there had been humans around the area they were in.

"Man of all places..." Ukyo grumbled. Shaking her head, the 'cute fiancée' let off a heavy sigh. "Well girls," she spoke up to get the attention of her two current traveling companions. "We better get out of here first. Who knows what lives here?" Shaking her head as she decided what they should do, the woman once again let off a heavy sigh before the Kuonji chef said, "As much as I hate to admit it, the Pain-in-butt Rose-"

"HEY!" Kodachi shouted in indignation. How DARE that harridan call her such!

"-is right..." Ukyo finished as she stared at the Kuno girl.

Blinking her eyes once then twice at the unexpected agreement, Kodachi covered up her shock by huffing up with pride. "Of course I'm right!" She shouted with certainty. "I'm obviously the most intelligent of this group."

"Whatever..." Ukyo and Shampoo both muttered in unison, the chef rolling her eyes back while the latter snorted in annoyance.

Taking out a ribbon from practically nowhere, Kodachi twirled it into the air. Catching it on the breeze, the gymnast spun it about for a moment. "Hmm..." she studied the way her ribbon danced before snapping back and withdrawing her. "The wind is blowing from the east. Towards the south, a storm must be coming..." looking between her two current compatriots in saving her dear Ranma-sama, she told them, "We best head west by north."

Although she was surprised by all that the gymnast could tell from the simple twirling of a ribbon, the chef quickly took hold of her shock. Nodding her head to the raven-haired girl, Ukyo told her, "Sounds a good direction to go as any." She frowned as she looked around the area once more. "We best travel until we find shelter though. Traveling at night in a forest is NEVER a good idea..."

"Spatula-girl is right, Crazy-girl," Shampoo said in agreement with the chef that was often a business rival with the Nekohanten. "We should find shelter first and wait out night before we really travel. After all we don't know what crazy things exist in this world!"

Nodding her admitted, "In that regard, you will hear no argument from myself," she spoke in all seriousness. "For all we know something out of a monster B-Movie, a super robot show or even a hentai manga could live here!"

The gymnast's statement made the chef blanch in shock. Turning to Kodachi she asked, "Did you have to say hentai?" Ukyo shivered, wishing she never let that one classmate talk her into seeing La Blue Girl.

"And what is wrong with 'hentai'?" A very soft and regal female voice asked, catching the attention of the three rescue party members. All turned with their weapons of choice drawn... but lowered them as soon as they caught sight of the woman. Simply put, the sight that greeted them was that of a beautiful and honestly unique-looking nude woman. Standing a solid 7' tall, she was an elegant-looking, anthropomorphic insect woman, with features that were an even mix between a bee and a moth. Her skin and the light fur coating was a very pale shade of white, and her red, compound-like eyes shone on her surprisingly human face.

Surprising because her shape altered slightly, the woman possessing four slender arms, lightly covered in a chitinous armor-like plating. Her bare breasts were a large D-Cup, the nipples as pale as her soft-furred skin. However, what really caught the girl's' eyes was that this creature possessed wide, colorful wings, which she had folded up behind herself to look like a cape, creating a very beautiful effect.

"Aiyaaah..." Shampoo gasped as she just stared at the wings. The chromatic colorations were almost prismatic in how the moonlight shifted through them. "Is too, too beautiful..."

The woman offered the Amazon a smile with that comment. "Hello there, travelers," the female insect-like woman greeted as she curtsied to them. "Welcome to Viridick Forest." She smiled at them. "Times must be changing. Not often do we get a group of female human travelers, and this is the second one in just as many days."

That mad Kodachi ask, "What?" Why would they be surprised by a human presence? And this was a group of three in just as many days? But furthermore, why did the forest's name sound somewhat familiar?

"Uh, pardon my forwardness," the okonomiyaki chef spoke up, sounding almost apologetic. "But... what are you?" Ukyo asked carefully, not wanting to insult the woman.

While Shampoo was half-desiring to attack this thing, her warrior logic told her to wait. In a world of so many unknowns, it was best to not attack first, as she didn't know or understand her opponent yet. To do so would possibly awaken a sleeping beast.

If only she listened to that logic back in her own world more often...

The woman walked towards them with a sway of her hips that seemed to ooze both royalty and sexuality. "It is as I say, travelers. You should feel honored. It's not often that a pokégirl of my caliber greets humans. I tend to act first and ask questions later but..." she smiled widely, showing perfect, sparkling white teeth. "I am making an exception this time. I acted on the last group and I lost track of them. A shame as I wanted to ask questions..."

"L-last group?" Ukyo's eyes widening as realization hit. "Wait! Did you run into Ranchan and the Tendos!?" She demanded to know.

Shampoo was quick to help Ukyo gang up on the winged woman. "Aiyah! Did you see husband?"

"Ranma-sama was here!?" Kodachi pleaded to know.

The woman tilted her head, her lips closing and her smile becoming more playful. "I believe that the male was called Ranma. Tell me," she asked curiously. "Does he often act like a very ferocious Feral Cat-type when he's around feline beauties for too long?"

That question made Ukyo wince. "That's Ranchan all right..." she answered glumly. Crap! He was in the Neko-Ken! That was going to make him harder to deal with until he was calmed down.

"Where did Husband flee?" Shampoo asked anxiously. The sooner they found Ranma, the sooner they could go home!

Nodding her head in agreement with the Amazon's notion, the gymnast declared, "Indeed! Which direction did Ranma-sama go?" Tilting her head in curiosity, she asked, "Or is he and the Tendos in your company good woman?"

Shampoo snorted. "Pay attention! Bug-girl just say they got away, Crazy-girl!"

Eyes narrowing from the constant name-calling, Kodachi shouted, "I am not crazy!"

The regal insect woman chuckled. "Oh you human women are amusing..." she shook her head a few times. "I watched the goings on for a bit; shame though. Two of them were captured by those insidious Love Ball devices and are going to become pokégirls..." her red eyes flashed. "And I'm not the one that got to see to it!" Oh well, she made sure that the Buzz Breasts she was controlling brought her one of those male offenders. She'd seen to it that he'd be a Bunnygirl when the time came.

Blinking her eyes once, twice, the okonomiyaki chef asked, "Poké-what?"

"What you mean?" Shampoo asked, staring at the large insect beauty.

"I am... confused..." the female Kuno admitted as she tried to make out what the woman was telling them.

At the responses she got, the woman chuckled. "Answer this question first. You are not from around here, are you?"

It was Ukyo that shook her head and answered the tall bug-like woman. "No. There was some magic anomaly that hit the Tendo Home. Ranma and the Tendo sisters literally melted from reality and were lost." She thumbed over to Shampoo. "Her great-grandmother Cologne used her reserves of magic artifacts and stuff and sent us as a Rescue Party to retrieve them."

It was then a perturbed look came over the white-skinned bee-moth's face. "Cologne?" She bent over and looked the purple-haired girl over with a critical eye, before a smile crossed her features. "Now that I think of it, you do remind me of an Amazon Chan from Joketsuzoku I knew."

The lavender-haired girl looked into the other woman's red eyes. "Amazon Chan? What that?" Shampoo asked while feeling very... unnerved by this woman's gaze. But then in mere moments, the Amazon realized what she had said to her. "Wait! What you know about Joketsuzoku!?" She demanded to know as she raised her pair of bonbori. "How you know of China's great warrior women!?"

The woman blinked her large red eyes. "China? Warrior women?" Her smile was wide, showing off her teeth in a most devious manner. "So do you know about the Jusenkyo Spell Dump then?"

"Sugar, that's a name most of us wish we never heard." Ukyou sighed as she lightly slapped herself on the face in frustration. "Poor Ranchan..." she mumbled as she turned to look at Shampoo. "And she turns into a cat thanks to the springs."

"Hey! Why you tell!? Stupid Spatula-girl!" Shampoo screamed at the okonomiyaki chef. That was her secret to keep!

The interaction between the girls caused the regal bee-moth anthro to laugh. "I see, I see..." she brought one of her right hands up to her chin in thought. "Obviously you're all analogues from a closely related alternate dimension. Not bad at all." She smiled an excited grin. "I've not heard of anyone crossing the barrier since the Creator was gathering his magics and sciences to create myself, my sister Legendaries, and his soldiers; the basic pokégirls."

"There's that term again..." Kodachi spoke up. "Just what IS a pokégirl?" The Black Rose asked in a tone of voice that conveyed her annoyance. She didn't like being left out of the loop as it were.

Lowering her hand from her face, the Bug-type pokégirl continues to smile at them. "A pokégirl is a female creature with special powers, an impressive libido and a natural psychology to submit to a 'master'. While a number are born pokégirls, others were human females who have undergone Threshold and transformed." Looking over the three girls with a critical eye, the woman chuckled. "All pokégirls have some sort of special ability, if not looks, that separate them from normal females. Pokégirls were originally created by the great Creator Sukebe as super-soldiers, sexual partners and servants. During the Revenge War, some people found that they could make pokégirls loyal to a single person through sex and this knowledge spread; a person who did this was called a Tamer. Pokégirls now act as the pets, slaves, sexual partners or whatever you would refer to them as, to humanity."

Kodachi blinked her eyes once, twice before asking suddenly, "Are Tamers people that go around capturing pokégirls and then battling with other Tamers as they earn badges from Gyms so they can participate in the local championship?"

Needless to say, THAT managed to surprise the insect-like woman. "How did you know that?" She asked curiously.

Crossing her arms over her chest, Kodachi smiled. "PokéMon Veteran since Red and Blue on the Nintendo Gameboy!" She proudly declared.

That statement made the chef gawk. "Kami-sama!" She cried out. "You mean to tell me this world runs on a hentai PokéMon economy!?" Ukyo exclaimed, her voice filled with dread.

"Aiyah..." Shampoo gasped in surprise. "Shampoo so glad Shampoo not big into video games." The Chinese Amazon shook her head a few times before admitted, "Though woman warrior concept is very kick-ass."

Grinning widely, Kodachi offered, "We are in the this world's version of Viridian Forest, I take it?"

Nodding her head, the Legendary Pokégirl replied, "As I stated earlier. it's called 'Viridick Forest' here, but yet I admit, it's possible you are thinking of the same thing."

Sweat starting to trickle down the side of her head, Ukyo turned and whispered to Shampoo. "Sugar, I don't know what's worse. That this world is a perverted PokéMon game come true, or that Kodachi is going to have to be our guide until we find Ranchan!"

The Amazon gave a firm nod of her head in agreement. "Shampoo now worried," the Chinese warrior agreed.

"Viridick..." the Black Rose of St. Hebereke repeated, rolling the name on her tongue for a moment. "A bit crude but yet elegant analogue..." she admitted. Looking up at the tall bug-type she asked, "Tell me... we never got your name, my lady."

The smile of the insectile pokégirl turned predatory. "My name is Cocooner. I am the first-constructed of the Second Generation of the Creator's great Legendary Pokégirls."

"Wonderful!" The gymnast shouted as she clapped her hands together. "If it's anything like PokéMon, Legendaries are the most powerful, unique and will be of great use." She tilted her head. "But pray-tell good woman? Why are you named Cocooner?"

"Because I make pokégirls with cocoons... and it has been so long since I have tasted PURE female flesh!" She shouted before she expanded immensely, her form metamorphosize right in front of the black-haired woman.

Ukyo and Shampoo could only stare in horror at the completely inhuman creature that held the Kodachi in its clutches. The beauty was gone, replaced with a massive, spherical, cocoon-like insect, 14' in diameter and 9' in height. The surface shone from the polished ebony-color of the armor-like exoskeleton with mottled skin the color of dry blood. Her face was a monstrous horror, with wide, blue-crystal insectile eyes and a fanged, mandibles mouth. She stood on three sets of long, powerful arachnid-like legs with two large arms holding the struggling Kuno woman. Each hand had four fingers but also a pair of thumbs on either sides of the hands.

"HOLY SHIT!" Ukyo screamed in shock and fear as she quickly drew her spatula.

For her part, Shampoo simply said a string of naughty words in mandarin as she held her bonbori defensively.

Screaming her head off, Kodachi was kicking her legs and squirming, trying to free herself. "HELP ME YOU PEASANTS! HELP MEEEE!" She shrieked a new pitch of sheer terror as the beast opened its mouth wide, its bottom jaw splitting in two to open wide. It was then a large proboscis-like shot out from the center of Cocooner's mouth; the appendage ending in a fanged mouth. As the set of teeth closed around the Kuno heiress' head, Kodachi's screams could still be heard as it started to literally swallow her with a sucking sound similar to a vacuum, teeth scraping against the girl.

Although they were horrified by what transpired in front of them, Ukyo and Shampoo were still fighters! Analyzing the situation, the realized that Kodachi was fucked. That being processed they were backing away as the monster continued to proceed with its grisly work. They kept their eyes on the beast though, the gymnast's kicking feet being the last thing they saw of the girl before they too fell into the length of the appendage, the mouth at the end closing and the biological apparatus retracting back into the mouth of the horrifying Legendary Pokégirl. They watched as the thing's chest and abdomen twitch and get pushed around from the gymnast's body sliding within before her form moved into the center of the large pulsating thorax in the back.

Ukyo cringed at the sight of Kodachi's hands pressing against the wall of that sack from within; the cries still muffled and becoming less. "I want to run but my legs are still too stiff..." she whispered over to the Amazon.

Nodding her head in agreement, all Shampoo could respond was, "Spatula-girl not only one..." she sighed as all went silent, the Crazy-girl's screams and struggles over.

In mere seconds, Shampoo and Ukyo could only watch in shock as the cocoon-like portion of the Legendary's body opened up, revealing a mass of tentacles. Four of the tentacles were rather long and held up a large purple cocoon covered in a sticky viscous fluid. The appendages then placed then cocoon on a nearby tree, letting it stick there. When the creature turned to them, the running began in full

"KAMI-SAMA!" The chef screamed as she ran. "TENTACLES! TENTACLES!" Ukyo continued to scream as she was running for all she was worth. Dear Kami, with how this world was, she was going to be raped by those things, she just knew it! Damn hentai!

So horrified was Ukyo that she didn't noticed as the creature extended one of its hands and shot out a trio of long strands of sticky spider webbing. While one may have missed, the other two strands hit Ukyo, one in the back of her left thigh and the other at the small of her back, causing her to fall. "SHAMPOO! SHAMPOO, HELP MEEEEE!" Ukyo screamed in horror as she was dragged back towards the creature as it pulled the strands with two of its arms as it then used another of the insectile legs to shoot another few strands of String shot to ensnare her further. Clutching at the ground with her hands, the chef was crying hysterically as she was drawn closer. "SHAMPOOOOOO!" She screamed louder, only to realize that the Amazon had bailed fully, no longer within eyesight.

"...Oh kami damn it..." Ukyo whimpered. "Please just let me die quick!" She pleaded with the heavens. "I don't want to be raped!"

The Legendary seemed to chuckle as she lifted the human to her face. Opening her mouth completely, mandibles spreading to the sides and her jaw splitting open, Ukyo saw from an intimate perspective of what it was like to be 'eaten; by the creature.

Understandably, the okonomiyaki chef struggled, sure, that would be expected of anyone in that situation. She could feel hot air and a sickening scent filled her nostrils and lungs. It was tight around her yet the structure of the proboscis seemed to flex and spasm, sliding her in. She squirmed in pain as she felt teeth tear through the clothing and scrape against her skin. She then slid down all too easily in a dark, wet fleshy warmth... "Ranchan...help me..." Was her last conscious thought before she splashed down into a dark space of sticky fluid that seemed to invade every orifice, even the pores of her skin.

And then it went black.