Anime Addventure : PokeDiggers

by tutcat

AA, Gold Diggers, Ranma, Pokegirls, Sweet lemony goodness (Up for Adoption) fix chap 1

3. Chapter 3

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Looking back and forth between her master rubbing his head, and the now broken chair, Gina had to admit that perhaps the Lupina was getting a wee-bit hasty. "Jesus, Jetta! What are you trying to do, kill him?"

Blushing quite a bit, the Lupina was looking quite ashamed. Here, she had a master who would be the kindest to them, practically move mountains to please them, and here she was, pounding on him when Gina's lectured bored him to tears. "I'm sorry, Master," Jetta apologized, for once truly sounding like a kicked puppy. "I... I don't know what came over me."

Shrugging, Ranma wiped a few woodchips off of his shoulder. "Puh-leeze! It's okay, Jetta. The tomboy hits harder than ya'."

Jetta and Gina blinked. Ranma got hit by a Tomboy? Since when did they come across one. Both pokégirls had a similar ling of thought. If they found that Tomboy, they'd show the weak, little Fighting-type what for!

Scratching his head, Ranma didn't know why the girls looked so upset. "Was it the chair?" He wondered. Why would they be so upset about the chair? After all, he was hit by harder things before, like tables, bicycles of death, wooden signs, mallets...

Clenching her fists, Gina spoke up quietly. "Masterrr..."

"Yeah, Gina?" Ranma asked.

"If you ever see that Tomboy again," Jetta spoke up, "Point her out to us, okay?"

Blinking his eyes at the way they asked that, Ranma shrugged. He didn't know if he was ever going to be able to get back, but hey, it wouldn't be so bad if he got to bring his pokégirls back with him. Eventually Ranma managed to answer, "Okay."

Both Jetta and Gina nodded at that answer. Good. They SOOOO wanted to teach that impetuous Tomboy a lesson.

An involuntary shiver went up Ranma's spine as the two started to chuckle evilly. "Uh... Girls?"

"Yes, Ranma?" Jetta answered almost immediately.

"What is it, Master?" Gina asked right after Jetta spoke.

"This is probably gonna sound odd coming from me," Ranma said. "But how about you get to telling me about the other types of pokégirls?" Ranma asked. "I mean, I already know about what I have, but aren't there others?"

Smiling at her Master's eagerness to learn, Gina answered, "Why yes, Master. There are far more than just Normal, Fighting, Magic, and Ice."

"Okay," Ranma said. "Like what?"

"There are many types, so first we'll start off with the first three elemental types that truly researched, categorized for what they truly were, and are most common types to find. Water, Fire, and Plant."

Nodding his head, Ranma said, "All right. What about 'em?"

"Well, Master," Gina stared, "Pokégirls of the Water-type are usually peaceful and passive. These pokégirls thrive in the waters of the world, whether they are fresh-water or salt-water, since Sukebe seemed to have made most Water pokégirls able to survive in either type, though some prefer one to the other. While normally fun loving and cuddly, Water pokégirls can fight and are usually well suited for combat with a wide variety of ranged-attacks and several useful defensive skills. For Tamers who wish to travel, the use of larger pokégirls can act as transport to other islands if they lack a large Flying pokégirl. Also, all Water pokégirls are capable of hunting down the fish that still live in the seas as a food source. By their general nature, Water-types are usually strong against Fire, Rock, and other Water-type pokégirls, and weak against pokégirls of the Electric, Ice, and Plant elements.

Nodding his head, Ranma considered the possibility of getting a Water-type pokégirl. Granted, it would have been a pain in the ass, (water was NEVER Ranma's friend) but it would have its definite uses. "Okay, continue please," Ranma asked nicely.

Scratching her chin, Gina continued, "Next I'll talking about pokégirls of the Fire element. Fire-type pokégirls are often hard to control and Tame, with Feral Fire pokégirls being some of the hardest to win their loyalty. However, once their loyalty is gained it is somewhat impossible to retrain them to a different person. Fire-type pokégirls train often and quickly learn new elemental skills, however they lack non-combative skills. In combat, they're best used against pokégirls that are Bug, Ice, Plant, Steel, and other Fire-types. However, a Fire-type pokégirls is weak when PokéBattling against a Ground, Rock, or Water-type pokégirl."

Nodding at what Gina said, Ranma asked, "And how about the Grass one you were talking about?"

"They're called Plant-types, not 'Grass', Master," Gina corrected before continuing. "Plant pokégirls are a biology and chemist dream, although few people would ever think to call them that. Plant pokégirls are normally self-sustaining and require little to eat and drink. Their bodies are capable of creating a variety of powders that can affect any being, (depending on level) and are needed to create some specialty potions and/or poisons. Researchers cherish having Plant-type pokégirls to study as many useful items, (such as the primitive forms of antidotes and healing potions) were based off of the regenerative powers in Plant pokégirls. Also, pokégirls of this type sometimes have some latent psi-talent to sense what type of plants are in the general area, making them useful for people trying to live off the land. Some also possess a rare ability to regenerate lost limbs or organs, and anti-pokégirl abuse laws say that limb removal of ANY pokégirl is forbidden just to see if they do possess such a skill or for use in experimentation," Gina sighed, "But some Pokégirl Researchers conveniently 'forget' this rule at times. For PokéBattles, it's best to use a Plant-type against Electric, Ground, Rock, Water, or other Plant pokégirls, and they are weak against pokégirls that are of the Bug, Fire, Flying, Ice, and Poison elements."

Ranma nodded his head. He was used to living off the land; foraging for his own food. It was one of the few useful skills his father taught him on that damned training journey. And it sounded like a Plant-type pokégirl would be helpful in that respect. "Okay, Gina. What about others?"

"Well, Master, there are also Electric-type pokégirls."

Blinking his eyes, he remembered Gina mentioning that element. "What about 'em?"

"Well, Master, most Electric-types are a combination with Normal-types and possess skills from both areas. Normally it is rare to see a Tamer use one as they are very irritable and accidents happen frequently during Taming," Gina then shrugged, "But some Tamers swear by Electrics as some of the best pokégirls. This type has few skills usable outside of combat so the majority of people who use these kinds of pokégirls are Tamers and Researchers. Pokégirl Researchers are constantly trying to find new ways of controlling energy or storing it, making Electric-types famous as being a Pokégirl Researcher's dream, (wet or dry). Some people even make a living hunting electric pokégirls and selling them to researchers. As for combat, Electric-types will usually mix up speed abilities with elemental attacks, as their physical strength and endurance are sorely lacking. They are okay against other Electric-types, but REALLY good against pokégirls of the Flying, Steel, and Water elements. But still, they can get pounded down by Dragon, Ground, Plant, and Rock-type pokégirls

Ranma nodded his head. "Basically, I should stay away from Electric-types?"

"Not necessarily," Jetta spoke up. "While you're not a researcher, an Electric-type is pretty useful to a Tamer for PokéBattles," Jetta smirked, "Although I think you've got enough on your plate."

Blushing at the smile Jetta gave him, Ranma just mumbled, "Okay, okay... So, Gina, continue, please."

"Yes, Master," Gina chirped. "There are also Bug-type pokégirls. Many Bug-type pokégirls are a deviation of Poison-types, but are often mindless drones that conform to a queen or are merely Feral no matter what. They often have stinger or spore attacks, as well as bug-like wings. They often have other bug-like appendages, such as pincers, multiple arms, insectoid eyes, or claws on their arms for climbing. And when Taming season comes around in the spring, Bug-type pokégirls are just violent and irritable, looking for someone to mate with and later eat, so best stay away from them," Gina sighed, "However, some cane be tamed and used for PokéBattles, so they should be used against Dark, Fighting, Ground, Plant, and Psychic-type pokégirls, but never Fire, Flying, or Rock-types, since they'll get squished like the bugs they are."

Ranma nodded, "Basically what you're saying is, if I see a Bug pokégirl is to run like hell if I have the option to?"

Nodding her head, Gina answered, "Yes, Master."

Ranma huffed. He was Ranma Saotome of the Saotome School of Martial Arts! He didn't run... Unless he was performing the Saotome Secret Final Technique, but that was a different story.

At her master's silence after that, Gina continued, "There are also Dark-type pokégirls. Dark pokégirls often have a moody or depressing demeanor. However, once you get past that, you may see a truer and gentler side of them. Their attacks can be fatal to many pokégirls, as they deal with Necromancy at times and the ever-mysterious 'Shadow Force' at all times. They are immune to Psychic attacks, and strong versus Ghost-types and obviously strong versus Psychic-types. They are weak to Fighting-type pokégirls, as well Bug-type pokégirls, though the reason for this is unknown."

Ranma nodded his head. Sounded like an interesting-type of pokégirl. "Hey, that's what Séance had with that... You know, the one with the horns and the eyes on its stomach, right?"

"Yes, Ranma," Gina spoke up. "The Daimon Séance used was of the Dark-type, but it also had a sub-element of Magic."

Nodding his head, Ranma smiled. "Yeah! I'm catching on!"

"That you are, Ranma," Jetta said encouragingly.

Smiling, Ranma wrapped his arms behind his head to somewhat relax. "Okay, Gina. Please, tell me more."

"Next are the Flying-type pokégirls," Gina started. "Nearly all pokégirls of the Flying-type are capable of flying with few exceptions."

"What kinds of exceptions?" Ranma asked curiously.

"Well, Master, land-bound Flying-types trade in their flying skills for stronger muscles and skin," Gina explained. "One flaw with the Flying pokégirls is that they normally lack physical strength or endurance, but make up for this with incredible speed. These pokégirls are not well suited for sustained combat, but excel at hit-and-run tactics, making them favorites among some crime gangs like Team Rocket and its clones. Some pokégirls, normally fully evolved ones, are capable of carrying one or possibly two people but this will tax the pokégirl unless they are fed large amounts of restoratives in flight. Flying pokégirls are easy to find as they normally in habitat both in the wild and in human areas. Flyers are also fairly easy to Tame and often are good for the beginning Tamer. In combat, they have an advantage against Bug, Fighting, Ground, and Plant-type pokégirls, but are at a disadvantage against Electric, Ice, and Rock-type pokégirls."

At that explanation, Ranma nodded his head. "Another pokégirl I should keep an open eye for. It might make traveling along land much easier," he thought to himself.

When it seemed like her Master wasn't going to say anything, Gina continued, "Another element is Rock. The mannerisms of Rock-type pokégirls are like that of Fire and Ice pokégirls. Difficult to make loyal, indifferent most of the time, but fiercely loyal if they find someone they like. One thing liked by most Tamers about Rock pokégirls is that they can easily with go Taming for quite some time compared to most, letting the Tamer get more time with demanding pokégirls, plus they also seem to not care about having to share with others. However one thing that should be noted is that most Rock-type pokégirls are strictly heterosexual, making things difficult for female Tamers. Also, Rock pokégirls are very good at defending themselves, having a strong combination of strength and tough skin, but lacking speed or ways of attacking opponents at a distance. They're recommended for Tamers between beginning and intermediate levels. In PokéBattles, Rock-types tend to be superior to Bug, Electric, Fire, Flying, Ice, Poison, and other Rock-types, but have trouble with, Fighting, Ground, Plant, Steel, and especially Water-type pokégirls."

When Gina finished speaking, Ranma commented, "Sounds more like a pet-rock than anything else."

Gina and Jetta just stared at Ranma for a moment.

Chuckling nervously at the stares he got, Ranma meekly asked, "Could someone continue?"

Nodding her head, Gina spoke, "There are also Ground-type pokégirls. Ground-type pokégirls are often used for construction and trench-digging, as well as subway construction. They used to be a sub-type of Rock, but they are much more earth affiliated then their Rock brethren. Their attacks include the likes of Dig, Mud Slap, and Earthquake, all which are powerful attacks with unique effects. Ground-type pokégirls aren't often found in a Tamer's Harem, as their combat and non-combat skills are somewhat lacking. However, once you get to understand them, they can be stronger than many pokégirls. They are best used against Electric, Fire, Poison, Rock, and Steel-type pokégirls, and I suggest you keep them away from Flying, Ice, Plant, and Water-types."

With the explanation he got. To Ranma it was a so-so pokégirl. A pokégirl of the Ground element obviously had a trick or two, but from Ranma's perspective, not much else. "Okay, Gina. What else do you think I should know?"

Once again, Gina spoke up. "Well, master, you should be wary of Poison-type pokégirls. Originally this element was a sub-division of Plant, but has become a separate category, although most Poison pokégirls possess some plant attacks. Poison pokégirls are normally frowned upon for several reasons; used for assassinations by Sukebe, have rude or nasty demeanors, ugly physical features. Despite the bad reputation, some Tamers do use Poison-types as those pokégirls can use attacks that create long-lasting effects so even the strongest creatures can be crippled if not treated quickly," Gina sighed a little sadly. "Unfortunately, many Tamed pokégirls have been killed in PokéBattles because Tamers forgot to carry a supply of healing potions and antidotes," Shaking her head, Gina continued. "Poison-type pokégirls have an advantage with Bug, Fighting, Plant, and other Poison-types in PokéBattle. However, they are at a severe disadvantage against Ground and Psychic-type pokégirls."

Frowning a little, Ranma commented, "Sounds rather dirty to me. And how can Tamers NOT carry the necessary antidotes?"

"Well, Master, some Tamers just don't have the extra credits to spend on it," Gina explained. "Not every Tamer is as loaded as Sextome. Sextome had to win A LOT of PokéBattles and PokéTournaments to win the kind of slc he had on him."

"And speaking of which, Ranma," Jetta spoke up. "Do you have any potions or healing items on you? I mean you have the credits for them."

Blinking his eyes once, twice, thrice, Ranma blushed a bit and answered, "I don't know..."

Seeing her Harem sister slap herself on the face, and inch towards a rather heavy-looking sofa, Gina decided to break the tension and continue with her lessons. "Another kind of pokégirl is the Psychic-type. Psychic pokégirls are an uncommon form of pokégirl, most being a combination of types. Psychic-types possess powers of the mind, but that's not to say all are smart. Slowboob and Slowsis are great examples of this. In order for a Tamer to successfully Tame a Psychic pokégirl usually requires the Tamer to have their own psi powers or very high levels of intellect/high sense of morals."

"Which means if Ranma didn't have a high-sense of morals, he'd be shit-out-of-luck if it came to trying to tame a Psychic-type, right?" Jetta asked.

"Correct you are, Jetta!" Gina said with a playful smile.

"HEY!" Ranma cried out in indignation.

Giggling a little, Gina calmed down to finish up her explanation. "Anyway, before Jetta interrupted me, I was going to say was that all Psychic pokégirls will bond with their Tamer if they meet one or more of that criteria. Psychic-type pokégirls naturally have an advantage against Fighting, Poison, and other Psychic-type pokégirls, however, they are at an extreme disadvantage against not only Dark and Ghost-types, but Bug-type pokégirls as well for some unknown reason."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ranma looked at the clock. It was getting late in the afternoon and they still hadn't had lunch yet. "Gina, how many more to go? I'm getting hungry."

"Only three more, Master," Gina answered.

"Good," Ranma said. "I'm getting REALLY hungry."

Shaking her head at her master's innocent-nature, Gina continued with the lesson. "There are also Ghost-types. Ghost-type pokégirls are very mysterious, and data is not known on them. Until recently, the only known Ghost-type attack was Night Shade, but several others, including Dream Eater and Energy Drain, have been discovered. Ghost-types have natural strength against pokégirls of the Bug, Fighting, Poison, Psychic, and Rock-types as well as other Ghost pokégirls. However, Ghost-types can be hurt by Normal-types due to the life energy, and the only element which seems to have Ghost-types at a disadvantage is that of Dark."

Ranma nodded his head. "Basically, something to be careful about, right?"

"I'd say so," Gina answered. "Shall I continue?" "Please!" Ranma asked. "I'm hungry."

Giggling again, Gina continued. "One of the recently categorized-types is that of Steel. Steel pokégirls are arguably one of the most powerful pokégirls of all. Their armored nature makes them able to resist many other elemental types, and take heavy amounts of punishment. They also tend to be somewhat slow however, and their guarded nature can make them overly defensive, both emotionally and in battle, even more so than Rock-types. Steel-type pokégirls are not recommended for beginning Tamers. Also an oddity about Steel-types is their strengths and weaknesses. Where most elemental types had a few elements they're weak or strong against, Steel has a definite advantage or disadvantage against ALL types. They have the advantage against Bug, Dark, Flying, Ghost, Ice, Normal, Plant, Poison, Psychic, Rock, other Steel, and even DRAGON-type pokégirls. However, they have weakness against Electric, Fighting, Fire, and Ground-type pokégirls."

Ranma nodded his head. "Sounds like a pokégirl that's a good investment."

Indeed they are," Gina said.

"So, what's the last one?" Ranma asked. He could feel and hear his stomach grumble in hunger.

"The last is the Dragon-type," Gina said. "The rarest type of pokégirl there is, Dragon-types are normally feared. Little is known about them, as few have been found, let alone Tamed. One thing that is known is that they access to nearly all types of attacks and can fly. They also are supposed to be immune to nearly every attack from a pokégirl of a lesser skill level, unless it is of an Ice-type. The few Tamers that do have Dragon pokégirls have a hard time training them due to the fact that they have to decide on how to build up their pokégirl's attack routines when they're nearly thousands of skills they can learn. Rumor has it that only those Tamers with a high empathy rating and friendly attitude, (a rarity amongst Tamers) are capable of successfully Taming a Dragon-type. Dragon-types are strong against almost all elements, and virtually invincible against Electric, Fire, Plant and Water-types. However, they are still vulnerable to Ice-types, and a few select pokégirls of the Steel-type."

Ranma nodded his head. "So I should keep an eye out for Dragon-types?"

"Yes," Gina answered. "Not only would they be helpful in your Harem, but they are something to watch out for in PokéBattles. They could really be difficult for us to handle."

Ranma looked at Gina seriously as Gina said that. "Well, I know one thing we should do now."

"What's that, Master?" Gina asked.

A silly grin appeared on Ranma's face as he answered, "Lunch!"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Dr. Theodore Pisqual Diggers.

Pokégirl Researcher, specializing in Magic-type pokégirls.

Son of the infamous Dr. Jonathan Farenheights Diggers. Researcher turned raving madman, and now known throughout the pokégirl world as the terrible Lick King.

Dr. Theodore Diggers, a man currently facing the hell all parents fear.

His daughters were missing.

And there was nothing he could do about it.

It had been like any other day. His wife, as was her wont, was out on another contract, over in the Edo League teaching sword-techniques to a Tamer and his trio of Ronin pokégirls. He had to go out on another speech at the local university, a few League officials were there and wanted him to attend. This, he had to leave his two daughters at home, Gina so she could study for an upcoming exam, and Britanny, who was still having trouble finding a guy.

The conference had gone well, and people still looked up to the aging Pokégirl Researcher. When Theo had returned home, he was intending to have a late dinner with his daughters.

However, when he got there, Dinner had become the last thing on his mind.

The house had been broken into. That much was obvious, with the doors literally torn off the hinges, probably by a pokégirl with the strength to do so. True, a few material possessions had been stolen, and a few pieces of furniture ransacked, but that wasn't the true horror.

His daughters couldn't be found.

Local police officers came by. The OfficerJennies on the scene ruled it off as an obvious Feral pokégirl attack, but Theo KNEW better. Little in the way of food had been taken from the kitchen, in favor of slc and some jewelry kept in the safe, as well as a few other items that could be pawned off for some quick credits. And pokégirls just don't kidnap people, unless they were like pirates like the dreaded Psidyke Mephesta, or under ownership of rogues and ruffians like those Team Rocket troublemakers.

So, while the local police were more than willing to give up, (like Theo had given up on his generous annual donations to the local law-enforcement shortly thereafter) this left Dr. Diggers to perform his own investigations.

And since that fateful day that his beloved daughters went missing Theodore had tried everything in his power to locate them. Including calling in more than a few favors from the higher-ups.

And as he has done once every two weeks for the past six months, Theodore Diggers waited patiently as his phone connected with monitor on the end of the line.

(-)

In a spacious office in a building on the Blue Continent, a monitor lit up as the phone rang. Reaching over an older man lifted the handset as the monitor flared to life, showing the worried expression of one Theodore Digger.

"Ah yes..." The white-bearded man said. "Dr. Diggers... It's that time of week again, isn't it?"

Sighing, Theodore nodded his head, "Yes. Mr. Clancy... It is..."

"Now Theo... It's Tom..." The man known as Tom Clancy corrected. "We've known each other for years... And I expected your call as usual..."

Dr. Diggers chuckled nervously. Yeah, he had been making this call regularly for far too long.

"It's kind of pathetic in truth..." Tom said in a rather bored tone of voice. "I can almost set my watch to your calls..."

"...Sorry..." Theodore apologized meekly.

"Now don't be," Tom said plainly, although a smile was spreading on his features. "Especially since this time I actually have some news for you. One of my agents spotted Sextome and your girls."

Raising his lowered head, Theo all but shouted. "REALLY!?" Hope, something that had not been in Theodore's eyes in such a while finally sprung anew. Finally news. Something that could hopefully help him, and his 'wife'.

"Yes Theo," Tom answered, collecting his features once more. "One of my agents spotted Sextome in the Buckshiny region... Or should I say one of my agent's pokégirls."

"Tom? So the source isn't first hand?" Theo's brightening hope diminished slightly, if his tone and obvious facial expressions were any indication.

"It was a Megami, Theo," Tom answered.

"A Megami?" Theodore asked curiously.

Nodding his head, Tom answered, "Yes. But I must warn you something was peculiar about the report."

"Peculiar how so?" Theodore asked.

"You are familiar with Megamis are you not?" Tom asked in all seriousness as he stared at Theo over the vied-screen. "And their tendency to be cryptic?"

Giving Tom a firm nod of his head, Dr. Diggers answered, "Yes. I've heard Megami often give cryptic responses. They cannot lie and often give cryptic responses when confronted when they wish not to tell the truth."

"Before you say anything," Cautioned Clancy, "Let me finish."

"Go ahead," Theodore answered.

"This Megami in question was absolutely sure she saw your daughters with Sextome still. Except that she also said that Sextome was Sextome but wasn't Sextome..."

Blinking his eyes once, twice, thrice, all Theo could say was, "Eh?"

"Make of it what you will Theo," Clancy said seriously. "At the moment, this is all I can tell you. Though, I am sending one of my agents down to Greenpeace."

"Greenpeace, Tom?" Theo questioned.

"Yes," Tom answered his old friend. "Sextome was suspected of heading there out of all the towns in the Buckshiny region."

"Why would that rat bastard go to a town like that!?" Theodore questioned in absolute disgust and horror. Greenpeace was a town or peaceful citizens. There was no way those people could stand up to the likes of a high-ranking Tamer like Sextome if he so tried to do what he pleased.

"Yes, why would he... That Theo is why I'm sending an agent down to Greenpeace. To check on things and report back," Tom explained in all seriousness.

"I see..." Theo mumbled to himself. "I'll tell my wife what you told me. Thank you Tom. And I'm sorry once again for involving the Shadow League in my personal affairs."

Tom waved it off. "It's no problem Theo," He answered almost casually. "We've been trying to get something on Sextome for a long while now. Hard evidence that the other League Officials can't ignore to put him away for a while... Your misfortune, I'm sorry to say, may be a blessing in disguise."

"I hope so Tom," Theodore said with a sad sigh. "I hope so..."

Nodding his head, Tom said, "Don't worry, Theo. I'll get to work on sending that agent out right away. You take care."

"Sure, Tom," Theo said with a sigh.

Disconnecting his call, the vid-screen went back. Dialing a number, Tom mumbled, "And now it's time to send out Ace."

(-)

Former Tamer Kevin Kock, known currently by his codename of 'Ace' for the Shadow League, was laying back in a room of a local PokéCenter of Viridick. He had been assigned to watch for any mysterious movements of the local pokégirl thief group known as 'Team Rocket'. This group of thieves seemed to have strong ties to this town in particular, and he had been dispatched to find out why.

Of course, Ace was currently taking a well-deserved break. He had just taken down another two members of Team Rocket outside of the city limits, and that was the fifth duo he brought into authorities this week. And it was only Tuesday!

"Oh yeah, Penny... That's it," Ace encouraged his Drow Zee as he ran a hand through her hair as he sat back in the chair he was sitting in. "You're doing excellent."

Of course, his pokégirl couldn't reply, after all, it was considered impolite for one to speak with their mouth full.

Grunting his pleasure, Ace applied more pressure onto his Drow Zee's head. "Oh yeah... Keep it up. I'm almost-"

*BRING*!

Blinking his eyes. Ace mumbled. "Maybe they'll go away..."

*BRING*!

*BRING*!

*BRING*!

Ace's eye twitched. "Whoever's ruining my mood better have a DAMN good excuse, yo!" Ace growled out as he took his hand off of his Drow Zee's head. "Sorry girl, you need to let up."

Pouting a little, Penny withdrew her master's thick manhood from her mouth, and looked up at him pleadingly.

Nodding his head, Ace said, "Don't worry, we'll start up again after."

Penny smiled at her Tamer.

*BRING*!

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Ace growled and he pulled his pants up and zipped the fly. Stomping over towards the vid-phone, Ace picked up the receiver...

...And any anger he felt drained right out of his body at the visage of his boss on the screen. "Oh! Boss! How're you, Mr. Clancy?"

"I'm fine, Ace," Tom said. He smirked a little as he saw the Drow Zee in the room. "Hope I didn't interrupt anything."

"No, sir," Ace grumbled a little dejectedly. "You didn't."

"Good then," Tom said seriously. "Ace, I need you to pack up. I have a new assignment for you."

Blinking his eyes, Ace managed to say, "But sir, my mission isn't done here yet."

"Believe me when I say this new assignment supercedes your current one," Tom answered. "And don't worry. I'll be sending in another Agent to cover your Viridick assignment."

"Okay, boss," Ace said. "So what is it you needed to tell me?"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma sighed. He shook his head. Okay. He only had two to take care of tonight. Genn had been waiting for along while. And he also had to take care of Brit again. He promised her.

But who was he going to choose first? Britanny or Genn?

After some serious thought about it for a bit, Ranma came to a decision. Stripping down to his boxers first, Ranma decided Genn first. Britanny knew what he was like. Genn didn't.

So, Taking her PokéBall off of his belt, Ranma tossed and yelled, "GENN! I Screw You!"

In a flash of light, a bronze-skinned, silver-haired, purple-eyed horned girl appeared in front of Ranma. She was around the same height as Gina, and just as busty. "Hello, Master."

Ranma smiled at her. "Hello, Genn."

Blushing, Ranma held up the box of condoms. "I need one of these, right?"

Genn nodded at him. "Yes master," She blushed lightly. "Unless you want to get me pregnant."

Ranma blushed and answered, "No, not yet."

She smiled at him. "Well, then you should put it on."

Nodding his head, Ranma pulled down his boxers, revealing his manhood to the Rack-Shasa. Pulling out one of the condoms, he put it on himself, lowering the latex sheathe. He winced. He never did get used to these things.

Her eyes wide, Genn stared and her jaw dropped. Yep, he was a LOT bigger than Sextome was. "M-m-m-master... WOW!"

At the Rack-Shasa's stare, Ranma blushed. "You like?"

Genn nodded and licked her lips. Was it getting hot in there, or was it just her?

Ranma smiled and walked over to Genn.

Genn was just looking at his manhood the whole time, entranced by it.

His hands went to her black leather vest and already pushed the open flaps aside, revealing her bronze breasts and chocolate-colored nipples.

Blushing lightly, the Rack-Shasa looked him in the eyes. "I know I'm not as big as Britanny, or Jetta, or even Brianna. But do you like master?"

Smiling, Ranma lowered his head to kiss the top of her right breast. "Yes."

Genn gasped and hugged her master's head to her chest. An odd thought crossed her mind. "I would never had done this with my old master."

Ranma smiled and kissed the top of Genn's breast again. And again and again and again. Pulling his head back, Ranma had to pull Genn's arms from around him and place them at her sides. He then gently took hold of her leather vest and pulled it down and off of her.

Soon Genn was squirming and moaning loudly. "M-m-master..."

Ranma smiled. "Yes, Genn?" Ranma asked nicely.

Looking up at him with pleading eyes, Genn asked, "Please? Can I have it?" She rubbed her legs together. "Please?"

Nodding his head, Ranma said, "Of course, Genn." It warned his heart when she smiled back at him. Leaning forward to kiss Genn on the lips, Ranma's hands massaged her breasts.

Genn moaned into the kiss. It had been so long since she had gotten any from anyone, nearly a month! She NEEDED it! Her hands ran all over Ranma's body, trying to get a feel for him.

Smiling, Ranma pulled back a bit. He knelt down and lifted Genn in his arms. He kissed the Rack-Shasa's breasts again.

Genn moaned and thrust her breasts up into Ranma's face, trying to get him to practically swallow her breasts.

Looking over her breast, Ranma smiled and suckled on a nipple.

Genn shuddered and whimpered, she rubbed her legs together wildly. She liked what her master was doing to her, but she wished he would give her his hard meat and stick it between her legs. But she didn't think he would, she was just a sex-pet and he could do to her what he wanted to.

Ranma continued to kiss and lick her nipple as he held her close to him for some time. Finally he laid her back on the bed. His hands went to her leather boots, undoing the straps so he could pull them off of her. Ranma held up her bare foot and kissed her toes.

Genn giggled at that.

Ranma smiled and licked between her toes.

The pokéwoman continued to giggle, she was ticklish down there.

Smiling playfully, Ranma stopped. "Now for the other foot." He then began kissing the toes of her other foot.

Smiling, Genn giggled and started to thrash. "Master, I'm, hee hee, ticklish there."

Ranma nodded. "And you have such a beautiful laugh," Ranma said as he then began to lick between the toes of her foot.

Squirming, Genn giggled even more. "Really? Hee hee. No one's ever, hee hee, complimented me on it, ha ha, before."

Ranma smiled and kept it up for a little bit more before pulling back. "Well they should."

Genn smiled at that.

Smiling back at the Rack-Shasa, Ranma let her leg down gently, and he looked over Genn. His hands went to the belt of her leather skirt. Undoing the buckle, Ranma looked her skirt and pulled it down her legs and off of her. He stared at her white silk panties with a grin.

They were soaked through and through with her love juices. Poor Genn was so turned on that she moaned loudly as the cool air hit her down there. Ranma nodded his head. However, his hands first went to her neck to undo her collar. He smiled as her neck was released.

Moving his hands back down, Ranma then brought his hands to the waistband of her panties gently. He ever-so-slowly pulled them down her legs.

Genn bucked her hips lightly. "master... please..." The Rack-Shasa whimpered. She needed his shaft in her and soon.

As he looked over her body, Ranma smiled and asked, "How do you want it, Genn?"

"Can, can I be on top?" She blushed lightly, she knew she shouldn't ask, but she wanted to be in control for once.

Ranma smiled at her. He lay down on his back next to Genn. "Sure."

The pokéwoman smiled and rolled on top of him. She aligned his manhood with her jaden gates and lowered herself down onto him slowly. "Oh yes, master, so good," the Rack-Shasa moaned as she continued to slide down onto him. Gods did he feel good.

Ranma smiled up at Genn. Her folds felt good as they slowly engulfed his erection. Slowly bringing a hand to her pubic hair, Ranma's fingers stroked through the patch of silver hair. As his fingers slowly stroked her pubic hair, Ranma's thumb went to rub her clit.

Genn shuddered and moaned out as she felt him do that. "Oh, Master..." She squeaked in surprise when her hips met his own.

Looking down, Ranma used his thumb to continue to rub her clit. "Just because you're in control, doesn't mean I can't pleasure you still," Ranma said with a smile.

With a thrill going up her spine, Genn shuddered and smiled at him, she grinded her hips against his for a bit. "Oh, Master. So good."

Ranma groaned in pleasure as Genn grinded her hips atop his. "Well you are good yourself. Shouldn't I treat you right back?"

She smiled at him, happy he would try to give her pleasure. "But, Master, I want to be in control tonight. You just lay back and enjoy it."

Nodding his head, Ranma sighed. "All right. I'll try. But I may be tempted to buck my hips and hug you though."

Grinding her hips against him some more, Genn smiled. "Well, okay, but please, don't go out of your way. I want you to just sit back and enjoy this."

Ranma smiled. "All right."

She smiled and lifted herself up slowly, moaning as she could feel his member slide out of her, before plunging back down, creating loud sloshy sounds from the movements.

Closing his eyes, Ranma brought his hand hands down to grip at the bed as Genn rode him. Damn, she felt good.

Genn cooed and started to speed up her thrusting on and off of his pole. "Master, so big and warm."

Ranma smiled. He was doing his best to keep from moving. "Yesss... And you're nice, wet, and warm..."

She smiled and started to bounce even more. "Oh gods, oh yes." She moaned out as she rode his hard manhood fast and hard. Her breasts bounced up and down very quickly as she bounced up and down on him.

Ranma stared at the hypnotic bouncing of her breasts. He was trying to do as she wanted and not do anything, but it was really taking all his willpower not to.

A sheen of sweat appeared on Genn's forehead as she rode him up and down fast and hard. "Oh gods, master..." She was getting close and she knew it. Her breasts were now swinging erratically.

Ranma was really trying not to move. He was starting to sweat as well. He just concentrated on the woman bobbing up and down his shaft.

Genn shuddered and moaned loudly as she continued to buck up and down on him. "M-master, I'm gonna, I'm gonna... Oh godsss..." She shuddered, slammed down one last time on his rod and her folds clamped down hard, milking Ranma for his seed. Genn cried out in ecstasy while she came.

Sweating profusely, Ranma grit his teeth and tried to hold back. He could feel Genn coming around him. God, her folds were SO tight. But Ranma didn't come. Not yet. He managed to hold back, concentrating on letting Genn have her fun.

The sweating pouring down her face, Genn panted and came down from her high. She looked disappointed. "I guess I'm not very good, Master?" After all, he hadn't orgasmed.

Ranma panted. He looked up at her. "No, no. You're wonderful. I just... Was concentrating. Very hard to let you do what you want without helping. I wanted you to do as YOU wanted."

Even with his comforting words, she still looked depressed. "I must not be very good. Even if you were concentrating." She started to get off of him. "I'm sorry, Master, that I couldn't please you enough."

Leaning forward, Ranma sighed and grabbed onto her. "Genn. Please." Ranma slowly, gently pulled her into a hug.

The purple-eyed girl looked at him sadly as she returned the hug. "But I'm not any good, am I?"

"Please, you are good. You're wonderful," Ranma said comfortingly. "And the fact you care about my needs shows just how wonderful a person you are."

Still, Genn sniffled.

Looking into her violet eyes, Ranma smiled. "Genn, you are good. It's just I was holding back to make sure you got to do as you wanted," Ranma said with a smile as he began to push his manhood back into the Rack-Shasa's slit.

The Rack-Shasa shuddered and nodded, moaning as he did that.

Ranma smiled. "Besides, I like mutual stimulation," Ranma added as he lay back down again, with Genn on top. However, this time his arms were wrapped around her in the hug.

Nestled in her Tamer's arms, Genn smiled. "Master... I just wanted you to relax and let me work it out today."

Ranma smiled and kissed Genn as his hands roamed up and down her back. "I know. But I feel I should be the one taking care of you."

Genn looked at him, her eyes softening. "But, Master, I'm yours to do with what you want. I'm the one who's supposed to make you feel good. Not the other way around."

At Genn's words, Ranma smiled more. "Well, I don't think like that. Besides, we're in private. I can treat you girls are you SHOULD be treated." Ranma kissed her gently. "And a kind caring woman like you deserves to be truly cared for, not treated as some mindless fuck-toy."

When she heard that, Genn smiled. "You mean it?"

Grinding his hips into hers, Ranma whispered, "Yes."

She groaned at that; both his words and his grinding. "Master, I think you really need to get off. So how about we get to taming then?"

Ranma blushed. "Genn... Could I... take off this condom?"

Looking at her Tamer, Genn nodded at him. She wasn't worried. She knew a way to prevent any pregnancy from occurring. "Yes master. But after you're done, could you put me right back into my ball for a little bit?"

Ranma nodded. "Okay."

Smiling down at her Master, Genn lifted her hips off of his manhood.

Watching the Rack-Shasa slid up his manhood, Ranma blushed. "Do... Well... Can I let you out afterwards? Jetta mentioned you needed to sleep with me at night."

Genn nodded. "Yes, but leave in the ball for a few minutes okay?"

"All right" Ranma answered as he watched as Genn slid the condom off of his manhood again. He arched his head back and moaned a she felt Genn's hot pussy in full as she came back down.

Genn shuddered at the sensations. God, did this feel better than when he used a condom.

Pulling Genn close to him in a tight embrace, Ranma pressed his body against hers and kissed her passionately; his hips grinding into hers all the while.

Genn moaned into the kiss, gods, he was so nice to her. "Thank you, Master." She said between kisses.

Smiling into the kiss, Ranma's hands roamed up and down her back as she was on top of him. He began to push his hips back as much as he could and thrust into her.

At the feel of his hands, Genn moaned and started to lift her hips up before thrusting them back down, increasing the pleasure for the both of them.

At the sensations of her hot sex, Ranma smiled. "Such a nice pussy," he said before kissing her again.

Blushing at his words, Genn returned the kiss. "Really?" She asked as she bucked her hips a bit faster at that.

Smiling widely, Ranma whispered into her ear as she lay her head on his shoulder. "Yes... Love you." Ranma then licked Genn's ear a little, moving up to her horn.

However, Ranma did not that that the horn was the sensitive spot for a Rack-Shasa.

Genn cried out in ecstasy and started to buck her hips even FASTER onto Ranma's. "Oh Master! Yeesssss..."

Ranma groaned as Genn moved faster. "Wait a minute," Ranma began to realize. Tentatively, he licked along her horn.

The lick caused Genn shuddered even more, practically mewling with pleasure. "M-master... Oh gods!"

Realizing that was indeed Genn's 'sweet spot', Ranma smiled. His kissed and licked her horn as she pressed her body tightly against his. His hands went to her ass, squeezing and kneading the fleshy bronze globes.

The Rack-Shasa shuddered from all the sensations. "Master... Squeeze harder please?" She bucked her hips faster and more, pressing her breasts to his chest tightly.

Smiling at the feel of her hard nipples scraping across his chest, Ranma did as asked and squeezed her ass harder and thrust his hips faster and harder into her

Genn shuddered and moaned louder. "Oh yes! More, Master, more!" She coached him on as she started to slam her hips into his; her pussy started to quiver a bit.

Ranma smiled and kissed her horn. His hands kneaded a bit more, and tentatively gave her ass an appreciative slap as he continued to thrust.

At the slap, Genn shuddered and moaned, her master was being so good to her. She did like it a bit rough, but she liked to be able to contribute as well. "Massterr... So good. More!"

"More what?" Ranma asked playfully as he licked slowly along the length of her right horn.

At his playful words, Genn shuddered. "More, faster! Thrust faster! Slap my ass more! Make me feel it!" She moaned out huskily.

At Genn's reactions, Ranma smiled. Indeed, he began to thrust his hips faster and faster. As he kneaded her ass more roughly with his hand, he would tend to bring one hand up to slap one of her ass-cheeks.

After some time of this, Genn's back arched and her pussy clamped down on Ranma's rod, demanding the seed as she orgasmed. "Oh gods! MASTER! YES!"

Ranma moaned out Genn's name as he felt her folds tighten. She had stimulated him more than enough and caused Ranma to orgasm, blowing his load into her. The warm, filling sensation spreading throughout the Rack-Shasa's body like wildfire.

The girl shuddered and kissed him while she rode the crest of orgasm. "Mmmmasterrrr... YES!"

Ranma kissed back as he continued to thrust, prolonging both their orgasms. The two came down from their orgasms and lay there for a period of time.

Smiling, Ranma hugged Genn tightly. "Damn. You're so good."

The Rack-Shasa smiled and hugged him just as tightly. "Master, you're good yourself."

Ranma smiled and kissed Genn again. She smiled into the kiss, lavishing the attention. Ranma began to blush a bit as a thought hit him. "Genn," he started slowly. "I do have to Tame Brit too tonight... Should you go back into your ball? I promise to let you out after. Jetta said you needed it."

Looking into her Tamer's eyes, Genn nodded and panted a bit. "Okay, Master. Just don't forget." Said the bronzed curvy girl.

Ranma smiled. "I promise."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma smiled and looked at Genn. He held up her PokéBall. "Genn! Return!"

A beam of red light went forward and hit Genn. The Rack-Shasa was sucked back her back into the ball in a flash of red. As Ranma watched this he shook his head. No matter ho many times he saw it, he never knew how those PokéBalls would work.

Placing Genn's ball back on his belt, Ranma took off the PokéBall with his Cheetit. Holding it forward, he called out, "Britanny! I Screw You!"

In a flash of white and red, a tall and sexy Cheetit popped into place. She shook her head lightly and looked at the wall, as she was facing away from Ranma, until she got a whiff of him, then she turned around and smiled at him. "Puuurrrrrrr."

Ranma blushed at the sound of her purr. There he was, sitting naked, in full view of his pokégirl. "Heya, Brit."

She smiled at him and crawled up to him slowly, making sure to move in ways that drew his attention to her breasts and ass. "Yess, Massterrrr?" She purred out huskily.

Ranma smiled, staring at her. She may have been clothed, but she was still so sexy. "I promised you this morning I'd Tame ya'. I keep my promises."

Leaning forward, she smiled at him and then crawled up to him completely, so that she was over him, and kissed him on the lips. "Master, you spoil me so."

Ranma blushed. "Well, you asked."

She smiled and kissed him some more. "You spoil me rotten. Thank you," Britanny purred huskily, rubbing her clothed crotch against his.

Groaning at the sensation of the denim against his manhood, Ranma wrapped his arms around Britanny and hugged her. He kissed her neck happily.

The Cheetit hugged her master back and continued to grind her crotch against his. "Master, you're so sweet." She kissed him again, and again, all over his face.

Ranma moaned and continued to hold Britanny. He smiled as she kissed him all over his face. "Brit," Ranma spoke gently. "Do you want me to undress you?"

"Master. I love you so much." She then nodded. "Please."

Smiling, Ranma kissed Brit again and then rolled them over. He say beside her, his hands going down to her pants' fly.

The Cheetit cooed under him, wiggling a bit.

Ranma smiled. With the pants unzipped, he undid the button and then pulled her pants down slowly, kissing her cloth-covered crotch as he did.

Britanny purred as her master kissed her down there. He was so good to her. She really didn't deserve it, but she wouldn't say anything, nope, not one bit.

Ranma smiled as he had the pants off of her. He then undid her one-piece at the button, his hands tracing her slit for a moment as it was unclothed.

Britanny gasped as he did that, his fingers were so delicate. "Master... You're so nice." She purred out to him.

Smiling at her words, Ranma kept one hand down there, gently massaging the furry pussy...cat as he used his other hand to lift her one piece up her body. "Raise your arms, please," he said gently.

She did so, allowing him to get her top off. "Master... Love you." Britanny couldn't help but say it so much. She did love him, more than anything. She knew, without a doubt, that she would throw her life away if it meant that he would be safe in an instant.

As he slipped the one-piece off of her, Ranma watched as his Cheetit's breasts bounced as they were freed from the confines of her outfit. "Love you too," he whispered softly as he leaned forward to kiss her right nipple.

Arching her back, Britanny moaned lightly. "Oh master. Feels good."

Ranma smiled. "Glad it does," he said as he continued to kiss her right nipple as his hand went to her right breast.

She moaned and purred huskily, her pussy starting to dribble out her juices. Britanny hugged her master, encouraging him on.

Continuing the ministrations, Ranma managed to whisper, "What would you like me to do tonight, Britanny?"

The Cheetit shuddered and looked at her Tamer. "Master?"

"Yes?" Ranma asked as he went to suckle on her right nipple.

Purring with her master's work on her nipple, Britanny asked, "Could you, ooh, chain my hands and feet up to the posts of the bed please?"

At that request, Ranma blinked. He lifted his head up to look at Brit. "Huh?"

Britanny blushed, it was showing from under her fur. "Can you chain my arms and legs to the posts of the bed, and then have your way with me?"

Ranma blinked. "Odd request, but... All right." Ranma looked about the room for anything to tie Brit's limbs with.

"There's a box under the bed, Master," Britanny said. "I like being ravaged."

Nodding his head to that, Ranma bent over and looked underneath the bed. Lo-and-behold, there was a box with some rather... Interesting things. Ranma blushed as he saw things he probably shouldn't have known about.

But there were some chains in there to tie a pokégirl to a bedposts. Ranma took out the chains and shackles. He first put them onto the bedposts, making sure they fit securely. Once they were, Ranma kissed her right wrist before closing a shackle on her wrist.

Britanny looked at him while he did that. "Oh no," She said mockingly. "The mean person is going to tie me up. Whatever shall I do?"

At Britanny's play-acting, Ranma chuckled. He then took Britanny's left wrist and kissed it. He then placed the shackle on it.

Britanny smiled and jerked her arms a bit. "Yep. I'm all tied up." She then kicked her legs a bit. "Except for my legs."

Ranma nodded. He took a hold of her left leg. He lifted it up and kissed along the entire length. Particularly concentrating when it came to her ass.

Britanny squirmed a bit. "Master, please, nip my ass. Spank it."

At the pokégirl's request, Ranma nodded his head. As he lifted her leg, he nipped a little and then sat back. He gave a slap to the Cheetit's left butt-cheek.

Britanny cooed and lifted her other leg up to her Master's hand. "Master, give me a GOOD spanking."

Ranma blinked once again, but shrugged. She wanted it. So, held both her legs up by her ankles. He then gently steadied her and gave her ass a slap with his hand.

Cooing in delight, Britanny wiggled her butt, wanting more.

With Britanny's reaction, Ranma nodded his head. He gave her another slap on her spotted ass. And then another. And then another... And another slap...

Britanny cooed and smiled, purring huskily. "More, Masterrr, more."

Ranma blinked, surprised she was liking this so much. "Okay. Tell me to stop if it hurts." He gave her another slap.

And another...

And another...

He continued a rhythm of spanking her as Britanny continued to purr huskily.

After several minutes, with her pussy juices starting to pool on the bed between her legs, Britanny spoke up. "It's starting to hurt, Master."

Ranma nodded, he stopped and gently lowered her legs. "You okay?"

Smiling, Britanny purred and nodded. "Yes, Master. It was just starting to hurt," She smiled lustfully. "And I'm really turned on. Can you tie me up now and then get to taming?"

Ranma nodded his head. He gently kissed her ankles before placing the shackles on them. When Britanny smiled, Ranma lowered his head to her ear. "Britanny?" Ranma whispered. "May I try something?"

"Hmm? What, Master?" Britanny asked, genuinely curious.

Blushing, Ranma decided it might be easier to show her. He got atop of Brit, gently straddling her chest with his legs at either side of her torso. He began to place his erection between the valley of her breasts.

She blinked and smiled. "OOoh, a titty-fuck, Master?" Britanny asked, excited by the thought of her tits being used like that.

Ranma blushed at the terminology she used. "Yes. I know you said your tits were your sweet spot. And... Well..." Ranma blushed more.

Smiling, Britanny said, "Master, I know you love us, but you are the master, what you want goes. If you wanted to fuck my ass until I was so sore I couldn't sit, you could do it. I only live to give you pleasure."

Blushing, Ranma told his Cheetit, "But I'd prefer you girls have a say in this. You're not just sex-toys... At least, not to me."

The Cheetit smiled and purred. "Master, you're too kind. But you can make us do what you want. You want us to screw each other before we screw you, you can do so."

At the thought of the girls doing 'that' for him, Ranma blushed. "I'll... Think about it," He answered hesitantly. Shaking his head from embarrassment, Ranma grasped Brit's breasts gently. "You ready?"

Britanny cooed and nodded. "Yes, Master."

With the okay, Ranma pressed the Cheetit's perfect breasts around his manhood. He used his thumbs to tease her nipples as he began to move his hips back and forth, thrusting between the furry globes.

With her breasts being pleasured, Britanny purred and thrashed back lightly. "Masterrr, so good."

Ranma smiled and continued to thrust his hips back and forth. He loved the feel of her breasts around his manhood.

Purring, Britanny lifted her head up to kiss and lick Ranma's manhood.

Ranma groaned at the pleasurable sensations and began to thrust his hips back and forth faster.

Britanny purred and mewled as her master squeezed her breasts a bit tighter.

Smiling at Britanny's purring, Ranma continued to press her breasts tightly. As he thrust, he used his thumbs and forefingers to pinch her nipples.

Shuddering in pleasure, Britanny purred loudly. She bucked her hips as her pussy started to over-flow. "Mmmaaaaassssstteeerrrrrrr... Puuurrrrrr..."

A sheen of sweat could be seen on Ranma's boddy as smiled and continued to thrust back and forth. "Britanny..."

"Masterr?" Britanny was sweating too... She was about to cum, and her master had barely played with her pussy.

Ranma began to thrust faster and faster, his thrusts becoming more erratic. He was breathing heavily. "Y-yes?"

"Love you so much," She purred out as she started to thrash. "Master... I'm gonna, uh, cum soon."

"Same here, Brit," Ranma choked out. "Love yoooooooooouuuuuu..." He moaned as it happened. His manhood swelled and spasmed, spraying his load onto Britanny's face.

The Cheetit opened her mouth to catch his semen, but purred out as she herself moaned and came fiercely, she thrashed and squirmed as her pussy spasmed, and gushed out its love juices. Britanny caught little of the semen, the majority going onto her face or her chest, especially her breasts as Ranma's manhood just oozed it for a little bit.

Panting a bit to catch her breath, Britanny smiled at her master. "Did you like it?"

Smiling at Britanny's eagerness to please him, Ranma nodded. "Yes. I do."

With a smile on her face, Britanny purred. It made her feel good to know she did well for her master.

Looking Brit over, Ranma blushed a little bit at how she looked with his cum on her. "You know, you look kinda cute like that."

She blinked. "Really?"

Yeah," Ranma admitted, blushing more. "At least I think so."

"PUUURRRRRR!" Britanny purred quite loudly.

Ranma blushed. "Shall I get a towel to clean you off first or go right to..." Ranma blushed. "Taming?"

"Whatever you want, Master," Britanny answered

With Britanny's words, Ranma blushed. "I'd prefer to do what you want."

Smiling at him, Britanny answered, "Though if you leave me this way, we can shower together in the morning."

Ranma nodded his head. "I'd shower with you in the morning anyways. But you're... Well... I don't want you to get cold with that stuff."

Nodding her head, Britanny asked, "Master, could you lick me clean then?"

Ranma blinked his eyes in surprise. "E-excuse me?"

Now for the first time, Britanny actually blushed. "You know, lick me clean of your sperm."

Gulping nervously, Ranma blushed quite brightly at that. "Are you... Sure?"

The Cheetit nodded. "Yes master." Britanny sighed a litle sadly. "But you don't have to. I wouldn't mind getting wiped down from you."

Ranma winced. He knew she wanted it, and he wanted to give these girls anything they wanted. But this really made him uncomfortable. "My fault for getting you this messy anyway," Ranma chuckled morbidly.

Looking up, at her Tamer, Britanny spoke softly. "Master... If it makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to do it."

As he rolled off and lay next to Britanny, Ranma shook his head. "No. You... Asked." Ranma closed his eyes and kissed her nipple. He lavished it with his tongue.

Leaning her head back, Britanny purred as he did that. "Oooh..."

Ranma began to move his tongue down. He shuddered as he got a taste of himself. Salty and gritty, with a bitter-sweet taste. He continued to move about, more going onto his tongue.

Britanny cooed and purred at that. "So nice, Master."

Ranma nodded his head. At least Brit liked it. He licked about her breasts, bringing his tongue back to swallow his own semen. He gagged a little, but stayed calm and collected as he licked the valley of her breasts.

Britanny cooed and moaned more, her eyes closed as her master lavished her with attention. If she saw how bad he looked, she would asked him to stop. After all, she loved him so much that she would have him stop for his sake.

Ranma continued to clean Brit off with his tongue, moving between the two breasts to clean them off thoroughly, and moving up to the upper half of her chest, occasionally licking a spot on her shoulders where she got sprayed.

With her master's tongue going about her, Britanny was purring like a content house cat, occasionally mewling and yowling in pleasure. Her pussy started to flow again, dripping her love juice onto the bed.

Ranma continued to lick and swallow. The fact Britanny was enjoying this so much was what gave Ranma the courage to keep on licking, as he soon moved up to her face to lick that clean.

When she felt her master there, Britanny moved her face to practically nuzzle him as he licked her clean. "Master, so good."

With Brit's appreciative murmurs, Ranma managed to smiled. When he finished licking her clean, he kissed her, his tongue entwining with Britanny's.

When she was kissed, Britanny's eyes snapped open and she gladly accepted her master's tongue. Even more so, since it had the taste of her master's cum on it.

Ranma lip-locked with Britanny for some time. Finally, after awhile he broke the kiss a trail of saliva connecting their tongues for a few moments before breaking.

Looking up at Ranma, Britanny smiled and purred. "Master... Be honest... Did you enjoy cleaning me?" She asked seriously.

At the Cheetit's question, Ranma chuckled nervously. He didn't really enjoy it, but he didn't want to hurt her feelings. "I'll say this... I don't know what you girls see in the taste."

Britanny smirked at him. "It's your taste, Master. We like the taste of YOU!" She purred softly. "Just like you prefer the taste of us."

Moving his head closer to hers once more, Ranma smiled and kissed Britanny again. The Cheetit purred into the kiss, and if she could, she'd hug him, so she settled for wiggling her body against his.

Ranma smiled as he felt Brit's body wiggle underneath his. "Britanny... May I tame you now?"

Smiling at him coyly, Britanny asked, "But, Master... I thought you were going to ravish me. Not tame me." She smirked playfully at him.

Though Ranma blushed, he managed to smile. "Fine. I'll take without asking." And Ranma just thrust his hips into her molten honey-pot

Britanny arched her back and yowled like an alley cat. "Oh yes!"

Watching Britanny's breasts bounce with each thrust, Ranma brought a hand down to pinch and tug at her clit as he thrust back and forth in her sopping-wet pussy.

Britanny bucked and moaned, thrashing under his rough ministrations. Unlike with Sextome though, she REALLY enjoyed it. Her hot fluids, yowling, and thrashing proved that point.

Leaning forward, Ranma bit down on one of her nipples as he continued to thrust back and forth in her Cheetit pussy faster, loving the sensations.

Rearing her head back, Britanny YOWLED and REALLY yowled at those sensations. She couldn't believe how much the right kind of roughness would work her over so much. "OH YES! REOWLL!"

Ranma smiled with her yowling and continued with thrusting. He thought to maybe add some dirty talk. "Who's my beautiful fuck-kitten?" Ranma asked in a husky voice as his hips worked non-stop.

Bucking her hips back into her Masters, Britanny moaned out. "M-me, Master." Surprisingly, her pussy started to REALLY heat up at those words.

Ranma smiled and moaned as he felt her internal temperature go up. "Who's cock do you want in your heavenly?"

"Yours, oh gods yours!" She moaned and thrashed, yowling loudly as she felt herself approach the edge. Gods, she loved it when he talked dirty to her, but he wasn't degrading her, that's why she loved it so much.

At her answer, Ranma smiled. "Then the little fuck-kitten shall have it," He said huskily. He nipped her nipple roughly, thrusting back and forth in her sopping sex even faster than before.

That did it. Britanny couldn't help it anymore, the fact that her master was treating her roughly without being too mean, plus his dirty talk sent the Cheetit over the edge. She moaned her master's name and her pussy clamped down, demanding Ranma's seed. "MASSTER!"

Ranma moaned at the sensations. Britanny's pussy was so hot and tight in just the right ways. Calling out her name, Ranma thrust harder and faster as her folds tried to hold him still, prolonging her orgasm as he came and hard.

Britanny purred and yowled as she felt her master's seed flow into her. "Oh yes! MORE!" She started yowling like an alley cat in heat as she came more and harder.

Feeling his Cheetit's second orgasm so soon, Ranma was surprised, and wondered if Britanny was going to dehydrate as he continued to thrust back and forth in her.

Britanny just purred through it all.

Finally, Ranma started to slow down and lay on top of her. "God, Britanny... You truly are my goddess..."

Purring, Britanny cuddled with him a bit. "Master... You're a sex god."

Ranma blushed and hugged Britanny, kissing her breasts. "God, it's hard to get enough of you."

Britanny purred, she was getting used to her master's compliments, but that didn't mean that she wanted them to stop. "Really?"

"Really," Ranma said as he climbed up Britanny to kiss her on the lips again.

She returned the kiss hungrily. "Master? Can you leave me tied up? Please? I like being tied up."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

She smiled at him. "Thank you, Master," Britanny said as she blushed. "Can you... Take pictures of me like this right now?"

Blinking his eyes at that request, Ranma said, "I don't think I have a camera."

"There should be a camera in the box where you got the chains," Britanny said

Staring at the Cheetit with an incredulous expression, Ranma asked, "Seriously?" Ranma looked. Indeed, there was a color instant camera with a coin slot.

Nodding, Britanny answered her master's question. "Yes. Some Tamers like to tie up their pokégirls in different bondage positions and then sell the images to people."

Ranma gawked as he stared at Britanny. "Why would I sell pics of you?"

Blushing, Britanny explained, "Well... I was always kinky. Even before I was turned into a pokégirl. I liked watching men get it on with pokégirls and I liked bondage sessions." Of course, Britanny had never gotten into a bondage session before she became pokégirl, but she loved to watch them.

Nodding his head slowly, Ranma asked, "Can I at least keep the pics for myself?"

She nodded at him. "Yes, Master. But..." Britanny blushed a bit. "I would like to see them on occasion. Maybe pictures of your other pokégirls too? It's a real turn-on for me." She blushed brightly as her master stared at her. "I'm just a big pervert, Master."

Ranma blushed. "All right."

Looking up at her master, Britanny smiled. "Thank you."

Leaning over to pick up his pants, Ranma took out his wallet and took out numerous bills. He then placed a whole lot of money into the camera. In took him awhile, but he realized why he couldn't get more money into it after awhile.

"Okay... We should get twenty-one pics... What's left on that camera," Ranma said as he set the camera up on a tripod and made sure it was in focus.

Britanny smiled, her whole body was on display. Ranma smiled at her. "I got the timer on this." Ranma said as walked over to Britanny and rubbed his manhood along her slit.

Britanny moaned lightly. "Mmmmasterrrrr..." She blushed. "Can I get a few pics of just me laying her naked?"

Ranma nodded and quickly withdrew from his Cheetit. He went to get the camera. As he took it off the tripod focused it on her and said, "Say cheesecake."

"Cheesecake!"

There was a click of a camera as Ranma took a picture of her full form.

"Cheesecake," Britanny spoke quickly, indicating she wanted another picture taken. Ranma walked about to get in another position. He took the picture and then walked about to get in another position.

"Cheesecake!" Britanny said with a purr.

Ranma took another picture of Britanny, getting a GREAT breast-shot.

"Can you take a close-up of my pussy?" Britanny asked with a blush. She still wasn't used to a master who would do these things for her.

Ranma nodded. "Sure thing." Ranma got in close and used a hand to spread her outer labial-folds to see the pinkness.

Shivering, Britanny smiled and said, "Cheesecake!"

Taking the picture of her inner-goodness, Ranma got out from between her legs and stepped back. He took a picture of her body with her nether region being the focal point.

Britanny just continued to purr. It just turned her on that there was now a physical record that anyone could see that proved she was just a naughty, dirty little Cheetit.

Ranma looked over Britanny. He supposed this was enough pictures of just her. Walking back over to the tripod, Ranma had to focus the camera again. He grumbled as he tried to get the timer set. Damn thing.

"Okay, Britanny, are you ready?" Ranma asked as he started walking back towards Brit, intending to Tame her and have it on film. Truth be told, it kind of gave him a naughty thrill.

Britanny smiled, tail swaying. "Puurrrr, of course Master, I'm always ready for you. Come and Tame your dirty Cheeit!"

Hearing those words, Ranma blushed. He didn't know what it was about this pokégirl, but she just made him happy. Crawling onto the bed, Ranma got between her legs. Massaging the Cheetit's inner-thighs, he slowly rubbed his length along her moist slit.

Licking her lips, Britanny drew her tail over his chest and belly sensually, shivering at the feel of his cock against her moist slit. "Puurrrr, yes, Master, give your hungry little Cheetit-slut some cock."

Ranma blinked at how Britanny was referring to herself. "Guess I got her turned on with that earlier dirty-talk," Ranma thought with a chuckle. He then slowly went back into her already hot, wet folds.

"Purr yes Master," Britanny moaned. "Britanny wants you inside her badly... She's been a naughty little kitty," She purred seductively. Her tail draped across his chest still, tickling his own nipples with the furry tip

Chuckling a litle from Britanny's ticklish tail, Ranma smiled. She was being far more playful with her tail than before, and he liked it! Still keeping his hands on her inner-thighs to massage them, Ranma began to speed up the pace of his thrusts as his manhood slid back and forth inside her.

Britanny threw her head back and moaned loudly, making small mewling sounds. Her legs tried to move to wrap around his waist, but they were held back. Britanny moaned at the unfairness of it all. She wanted to pull him in deeper. "Oooh Massssterrrr... Soo good... Yesss... Fuck me, fuck your Britanny harder! Make me feel it! Wanna feel it!" Her pussy-muscles tightened around him for an instant, then released, convulsing over his hard shaft rhythmaticly

Groaning at the trick Britanny was doing to him with her pussy, the pig-tailed Tamer nodded. Ranma leaned forward to lay on top of her, pressing his chest into her breasts as he began to thrust his manhood back and forth in her harder and faster.

The Cheetit let out a loud mewl of pleasure, moving to bite his neck softly, then nipping the flesh there. Meowing she moved to lick his ear, talking to him in a whimpering, husky tone. "Ma... Massstteeerrrr?" She whined in pleasure

Ranma moaned a little at Britanny's neck-nipping. He kissed her ear in return as he whispered, "Yes, Britanny?" He then nipped at her ear gently.

Pressing her head towards her master's mouth more, she shivered. Britanny's cat-ears a turn-on spot for her. "Puurrrr can you... Use a toy on me? Please?" She whined cutely as she tightened her inner folds to make her vaginal-muscles convulse around him.

Gritting his teeth at the sensations around his shaft, Ranma blinked. "A toy?"

"Purr," Britanny replied, nodding her head. "Yesss... Please?"

Nodding his head, Ranma tentatively answered, "Oh...kay..." Ranma then gently withdrew from his Cheetit and leaned over the bed. His hands grabbed the handle of the box and he looked in it when it was in the light.

Truth be told, a lot of the stuff in there scared the crap outta him.

Watching her master, Britanny purred and waited with eager anticipation

Ranma's hand pushed stuff aside, he was looking for something, anything that he knew what it was and wouldn't creep him out.

He was having little luck...

...Until.

"Wait a minute..." Ranma mumbled to himself. "Is this a toy?" He questioned curiously.

Britanny waited, wondering what was taking. She looked over at him, "Hmm?"

It was then that Ranma sat back up, showing Britanny a ball of red yarn in his hand.

Her eyes widen as a smidge of drool escaped the corner of her mouth. Britanny's chest heaved, and her love fluids began to freely leak from her pussy.

Blinking his eyes, Ranma stared at the sight in surprise. "Britanny?"

"Oh yes... Oh yes that will do oh-so nicely..." Her purr was heavily laced with passion. "Oh, Master, please untie my hands and legs... Please!"

Ranma blinked. He thought she liked the bondage. "Well, you insist," Ranma said as he went down to unlock the shackles on her ankles, kissing her joints. He then leaned forward and unlocked the snap-in lock on her shackles, freeing her wrists from the iron weights. He rubbed her wrists. They were looking a little red, even with the fur so he gave them gentle kisses.

After letting him kiss her wrists, Britanny grabbed the yarn and began to nuzzle it, purring heavily. After a few seconds of this she sank her fangs into it and rolled her eyes. Right now the yarn to her was a big batch of uber-catnip and she was on cloud nine!

Ranma stared at the sight in awe. "Who knew?" He mumbled to himself.

Mewling as she rolled onto her back, Britanny stuck her hips up. "Fuck me NOW!" She half roared/purred as she wiggles her hips, juices leaking down the crack of her ass and tail.

At that plea, Ranma blinked his eyes a few times. Britanny had never raised her voice to him like that before. Boy, this girl was just FULL of surprises. Grabbing onto her hips, Ranma thrust his manhood into her Cheetit-pussy hard, going straight to the hilt.

The Cheetit continues to play with the yarn, rowling once as she felt her master penetrate her deeply. Growling she rolled her hips and slams back against him hard, and yowled as a mini-orgasm took her over, her folds clutching and relenting around his manhood rapidly as a rush of juices splashes out of her pussy lips, making his cock slicker. "Harder... Do it more!"

Hearing her cries, Ranma nodded his head. His hands went around to grab and squeeze her ass as he thrust back and forth in her slick, moist, warm demanding pussy.

Britanny moaned in absolute bliss as her tail went around his waist and held him tightly, even with a mini-orgasm the Cheetit was going strong as she slams her hips back against him. "Does Master like my cunt? Does Master like the wet, hot and fleshy Cheetit pussy?"

Ranma blinked his eyes as he heard Britanny talk like that to him. Who knew a little ball of string could do that to her? "Yes, Britanny," Ranma answered as he slammed his hips back and forth, taking a moment to grind his cock into her folds. He grabbed onto her breasts, rubbing some strands of yarn against her nipples. "I just love your furry pussy!"

Mewling in delight as her nipples were teased by the string she so desired and her master's wonderful hands, Britanny grinded her hips back against his. "Like to fuck it? Drive your hot, hard cock into my furry pussy? Wanna cum in it?" Britanny asked in a husky voice, licking her lips.

Ranma smiled. There was something so erotic about Britanny's dirty-talk that got his blood pumping! Moving his hands down and taking hold of Brit's waist, he literally turned her around onto her stomach, his manhood never leaving her pussy as he did. Grabbing her ass tightly as her face and breasts were pressed into the bed, he reamed back and forth into her. "Yes! I like it! My thick cock loves your tight pussy," Ranma said heatedly, accentuated each word with a thrust of his hips. "I want to cum in it again and again and again!"

Purring heavily, the yarn ball had come undone and was semi-tangled around Britanny's head, arms and chest. She squeezed her own breasts and meowed heavily, "Oooh yes, Masssssteerrrr... Give it to your little Cheetit whore... Huck her good and hard... She wants your hot cum... Wants it bad... Wants all of it... She's a selfish slut."

Smiling at her words, Ranma gave his Cheetit's ass a firm slap. "The selfish slut should save some for the others," He smiled playfully. "But I'll let you have it all this once."

"Then please, Master... Fuck me until I can't cum anymore... Keep filling me with your seed... I want it, NEED IT!" Britanny mewled as she bucked her ass back against his hips, moaning heavily as she nuzzled the yard tangled around her.

Squeezing her ass with his hands harshly, Ranma was grinding his cock into her pussy hard, getting a feel for her hot insides. "You'll get it, Britanny... You'll get it all and then some, my beautiful fuck-kitten."

Britanny shivered and arched her back, feeling the electric sensation of an orgasm build up, then explode! Her eyes rolled in orgasmic bliss and she yowled out loud, thrusting her hips back. Her pussy tightened around her master's cock, trapping him inside as rush after rush of Cheetit juice creamed all over him, and cascaded down her thighs. "Give it to me, Master! Cum in me NOW!"

Rearing his head back, Ranma let out a roar of pleasure as he came, HARD! His manhood spasmed inside Britanny's folds, an intense heat going through his body and straight to Britanny's pussy as he orgasmed, spurting wad after wad of his thick seed into her eager Cheetit cunt.

Mewling like a cat in heat, Britanny bucked against Ranma's hips as she felt the hot-waves gushing inside her womb. Her mewls softened and her breathing become heavier as she panted. "Oooh Master... Puurrrr... So good..."

Panting deeply to catch his breath, Ranma could feel the sheen of sweat on his body start to cool in the air, sending a chill up his spine. Tiredly, he laid against Britanny's back, kissing her neck again and again. "Holy shit... Britanny, you were wonderful."

Smiling as she felt her master against her, she and nuzzled his cheek, "Heh heh... Yarn is... Like catnip to me to the 25th power."

"Mmm feels so warm..." Britanny mumbled idly ran a hand over her belly.

Ranma smiled. He gingerly moved his hands underneath her to feel her breasts, rubbing strings of yarn against her nipples as he did. "Remind me to pick up a few balls of yarn at the PokéMart," Ranma whispered into her ear as he kissed it gently.

Smiling, Britanny just mewled in pleasure from both his touches and the thought of tons of yarn. "Mmm... Careful, Master, you won't keep me off you..."

Smiling, Ranma said, "That doesn't sound so bad." He then nipped her ear again.

Purring, Britanny was just very content. A few moments passed before a thought then came to Britanny. "Mmm... Master? Can I ask of you a favor?"

Nodding his head, Ranma answered, "Sure. What favor?"

Blushing, Britanny tentatively asked, "Um... When I'm old enough... Could you... Make me a mother?" She batted her eyes cutely at him.

Ranma blinked. He blushed at the thought of becoming a father... But to be honest, the thought didn't sound unappealing to him. "I'll think about it. Perhaps when you're ready, I'll be ready too," He answered. Ranma so did not want to think about having to be a father before he was ready.

Inside her PokéBall, Jetta sneezed.

Britanny smiled and nuzzled Ranma's cheek, "Same here. I don't think I could handle being one now... But it's something I can look forward to one day, as long as you're the father."

Nuzzling back, Ranma smiled happily. "Then I guess I'll have to make sure I stay around for when you're ready."

Britanny's smile widened as she nuzzled his cheek more. "Puuurrrrrr..."

Smiling, his hands continued to rub her breasts as Ranma asked, "Think it's time for bed? Or do you need another Taming?"

"Mmmm... Maybe this time I'll relent, but if you get more yarn balls..." Britanny smiled, "Expect to go all night." She finished with a wink.

Ranma chuckled. "Guess I'll have to expect to get it all day, too. I'm going to let you pick out the colors you want."

Shivering in guilty pleasure at the thought, Britanny hesitantly admitted, "Best I just tell you... Or I'll go nuts in the store."

Ranma nodded. "All right. Nuzzling the back of Britanny's neck, Ranma said, "I think it should be time for bed then, little Cheetit."

Britanny purred. "Alright, Master," she yawned, cuddling against him.

Ranma smiled. He got up from Britanny, gently withdrawing his manhood from her. "I promised Genn she could cuddle tonight too."

"Mmm, fine with me Master," Britanny said tiredly, just smiling. She couldn't remember the last time she was so sated.

Walking over to his belt, Ranma took off the PokéBall that contained his Rack-Shasa. He tossed the ball and called out, "Genn! I Screw You!" Britanny's tail swayed gently as she watched her fellow Harem-sister come out of her ball.

With a flash of red light, the Rack-Shasa appeared. As she came to, her senses were overwhelmed by the overpowering musk of sex. Genn coughed a little. "Holy shit! Smells like an orgy!" Looking down as she coughed, Genn saw some of the pictures taken of the intense Taming session by the automatic instant camera. "...WOW..."

Blushing, Ranma scratched the back of his head. "Yeah. Brit and I kinda went overboard there."

Britanny giggled, while blushing. Even with the blush, Brit's face held no shame. "But it was soooooooooo good, purr..."

Nodding his head in agreement, Ranma blushed as he said, "Indeed it was, Brit."

Shaking her head, Genn couldn't believe how much sex Britanny was getting. Ah well, not that important for now. What was important was that Genn was gong to get a chance to finally 'eat'. "Thank you for remembering, Master."

Ranma smiled. "Hey, no problem, Genn. Jetta told me you needed to be out."

Taking off the wet sheets, Britanny pat her hand on the bed, "Come lay down, Master."

Smiling, Ranma nodded and gently joined Britanny on the bed, hugging onto the Cheetit and nuzzling his head into her chest. "You make the best blanket and pillows ever, Brit."

"Puuuurrrrrrrr... Glad you think so," Britanny mumbled happily. "Mmm Genn's breast make a good pillow too, I know I'ved used them before as such." Britanny 'mmm'ed.

Blushing, the Rack-Shasa wasn't sure what to make of that compliment. Shaking her head, Genn walked over onto the bed and quickly joined them, hugging onto Ranma's back. She shivered at how warm he felt.

Yawning, Ranma nuzzled his head into Britanny's breasts. "Night, Britanny..." He turned his head to give the Rack-Shasa a kiss. "Night, Genn..."

After Ranma kissed her, Genn smiled. "Good night, Master."

"Night, Master," Britanny purred softly as she was already conking out from the intense Taming.

And so, Britanny and Ranma fell asleep quite easily. Genn sighed. "Well, I guess it's time to eat."

The Rack-Shasa extended her senses, hoping to get whatever amount of aural energy she could manage from Ranma. Sextome had barely fed her when she was in his harem, his aura so small, unrefined. It barely kept her alive and 'tasted' just awful.

And so, Genn was ready to feed. She was expecting a trickle of power.

She got a flood.

The Rack-Shasa's senses were overwhelmed at the aura her master emitted. It was euphoric, completely beyond words.

Accepting the aural energy Ranma radiated off into her own body, Genn smiled. She had been starved for so long, now she had a meal that put the aura of her old Tamer, Séance Leer to shame!

It didn't take long for Genn to get her fill. She smiled and nuzzled against her sleeping Tamer's back. Full. She actually had her fill of energy. It was just amazing to the Rack-Shasa. "How does he have so much?" Genn thought curiously. "Master isn't a magic-user so why does he have so much aural energy?"

Blinking her eyes, a thought crossed Genn's eyes. "Maybe it's because he's a martial artist?"

Shaking her head, Genn realized, "Who cares how he got it? His aura is GREAT!"

So, with that thought in mind, and a full belly, Genn snuggled against her master's back, and joined him in the bliss of sleep.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Walking throughout the small store, Ranma looked over the items on the walls and the shelves with a most curious eye. Jetta was leading him about, pointing out certain items now and again as they moved though the shop. After breakfast, the Lupina had become very adamant about Ranma taking time to do some shopping for supplies while they were in Greenpeace. After hearing his reaction to her comment on antidotes to combat effects of Poison-type pokégirls the other day, she was revved up to make sure Ranma had everything he could possibly need.

While Ranma had to admit he really did need to stock up, personally, the pigtailed martial artist wasn't sure what to think of the place. The only store he was used to was that asS-Mart place being run by that shotgun-totting asshole... Whatever his name was, Ranma couldn't remember. That place was much larger than the small store they were in now. If anything, this place reminded Ranma of one of those convenience stores that were spread all about Tokyo.

Still, Jetta assured Ranma that this was how all 'PokéMarts' as she put it, were set up. Everything categorized by their effects and use, be it food, pokégirl containment balls, medicines, or just whatever. So, if Jetta said that this sort of setup was normal, then it was okay with Ranma.

Taking a look about, Ranma looked at the manager and the employee of the store. One was a guy with brown hair, the other a girl with long red hair with bangs that covered one of her eyes. By the name-tags, the man was named 'Yuji' and the possible pokégirl was 'Miki'. Both of them wore similar store uniforms. "Kami-sama, why are they wearing PINK!?" Ranma mentally questioned.

Looking over her shoulder at her master, Jetta shook her head. She was trying to keep the prices in her head as she looked stuff over. She had looked through Ranma's wallet before they left, (an action not normally condoned and frowned upon) but Jetta knew she needed to do it. She could already tell that Ranma wasn't the type to watch his money. Hell, the first time they were in a store he just let them spend whatever. Still, they had over eight-hundred thousand slc left, and Jetta had to make sure it lasted, until they could actually get Ranma confident enough to maybe enter them in a tournament.

Yawning, Ranma leaned back. His eyes traveled about the store, more as to keep his eyes off of the Lupina's ass than anything else. He noticed a whole bunch of those PokéBalls like he kept his pokégirls in. Some of them had different colors and designs, however, there ones that looked exactly alike, that looked like his with the red and white designs, and they were all priced differently. "Hey, Jetta," Ranma spoke up.

"Hmm?" Jetta mumbled before placing down an Ice Heal she was looking at. "What is it, Ranma?"

"I'm curious," Ranma started, "Why are all these PokéBalls at different prices? Especially the ones that look alike? I mean, two-hundred, five-hundred, and one thousand credits? They all look the friken' same!"

Blinking, Jetta turned to look at the wall. "Oh. That's simple. PokéBalls come in three strengths. Standard, Great, and Ultra."

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

Sighing, Jetta quickly explained, "Master a Standard PokéBall catches one low-level, (levels 1 to 30) pokégirl. A Great PokéBall catches one medium-level, (levels 31 to 60) pokégirl. And an Ultra PokéBall catches one high-level, (levels 61 to 90) pokégirl."

Ranma nodded his head. "I'm not sure what these levels mean."

Sighing, Jetta shook her head and walked over to Ranma, pressing her body against his. She went to kiss his ear a little, and whispered. "Ranma, stop asking me stupid questions like that in public. This is the sort of stuff a Tamer would now."

"Sorry," Ranma whispered back to the Lupina. His hands moved up and down Jetta's back, avoiding the small of her back, as he didn't want a repeat of the last time. "What about the other stuff? Those other PokéBalls."

Sighing, Jetta knew that it was best to teach Ranma while they had time. Moving him about, and licking his neck, Jetta whispered, "Okay. That all white colored one is a Fast PokéBall. It's made from White Apricorn. It catches fast pokégirls, like ones that have high agility like Cheetits or Chocoboobs, or use Teleport to get away, like A-bras of FairyCutes."

Dipping Ranma, Jetta whispered, "That white and blue one is a LurePokéBall. It's made from Blue Apricorn. It easily catches any pokégirl you get while using a fishing rod, like a Magicunt or even a Vaporita.

Licking Ranma's cheek, Jetta moved Ranma's head. "The all red PokéBall there is a Level PokéBall. It's made from Red Apricorn and catches any pokégirl that's lower-level than the one you're currently using. The greater the difference, the higher the success rate."

Leaning Ranma towards her, Jetta placed Ranma's hands on her breasts and had him look over her shoulder. She whispered, "The white and black one is a Heavy PokéBall. Made from Black Apricorn, it makes catching heavy or large pokégirls like Geogal or Amachamp easier."

Still keeping Ranma against her, Jetta moved his head so it was over her other shoulder. "The green and white one is a Friend PokéBall. Made from Green Apricorn, it's an average PokéBall, but any pokégirl caught within it becomes very trusting of the user. Makes for easy taming and trading, but many cruel Tamers see them as devices used by sissies."

"And finally," Jetta pointed out the final model there, "The yellow and white one is the Moon PokéBall. Made from Yellow Apricorn, it only catches pokégirls that evolve with a Moon Stone, like Moonflowers or Lupinas like myself." Jetta then quickly asked, "Understood?"

"Yeah," Ranma mumbled, all the while hugging Jetta. He had to admit, it still embarrassed the hell out of him, but he was starting to get used to Jetta's way of trying to talk to him in public. It did feel rather nice.

After awhile, Ranma broke away from Jetta. "So Jetta, what should we buy?"

Jetta winced. She was more than willing to explain things, but WHY did he have to say things out loud. "Master, I can only make suggestions. You should probably stock up on antidotes though," Jetta made motion to a free shopping cart that Ranma should probably fill up.

Ranma nodded his head. He walked over to a wall with healing items. He took notice of all of them.

There was the most common item, a small green vial labeled "Potion". The label said it would heal up to one hundred points of damage, (HP) and covers over most recent scars. At only 200 slc, how could Ranma say 'no'? So he was about to put a few into the cart, until he saw something else on the shelf..

Next to the green vials were some blue vials labeled "High Potion". This one would heal up to two hundred points of damage, (HP) and could regenerate lost digits. It cost 500 slc, but hey, it was more powerful. So he put a few into the cart he had out. He was more than likely going to need a few of these.

Ranma was pleased and then looked at the next item on the shelf. A red vial labeled "X-Potion". Reading the label, Ranma understood this item would heal up to five-hundred points of damage and can regenerate lost hands and feet. While the cost was twice as much as High Potion at 1,000 slc, it did indeed heal more than twice as much 'health'. So, Ranma took a few off the rack and put them into the cart as well.

And then Ranma noticed something in a glass case on the wall. Inside of it, there were five large clear square-shaped glass cases labeled "Megalixir". The little newspaper article at the bottom of the glass case explained that the item healed and revitalized a pokégirl completely. However, it did not alleviate any status ailments, such as Faint or Sleep. Ranma wanted to buy one, but it was rather steep at 50,000 slc, so he had to pass.

Walking about the store with the cart, Ranma found the item he had come there for in the first place. A green plastic case with a skull and crossbones mark on it labeled as "Antidote". Ranma picked one up, and read on the back that it a general antidote for all common poisons. The item, however, couldn't stop specialized or combination poisons, like those made by the Widow. At only 100 slc, Ranma put A LOT of them into the cart.

Ranma stopped when he noticed another bunch of plastic cases. Ones that were red and had the sigil of a flame on them. Reading the label, Ranma found out they were "Burn Heal", a must for anyone dealing with fire pokégirls. It wouldn't actually heal any lost HP, but it would prevent the pokégirl from being injured further by the burn. Ranma considered it a steal at 200 slc and put a few into his cart.

Next up on Ranma's little tour through the PokéMart was a pale blue plastic case with the sigil of a snowflake. It was labeled as "Freeze Heal". Picking up the case, Ranma read that the medicine was a lifesaver for Tamers who deal with ice pokégirls or cold climates, as it would cure Frostbite. Again, at only 200 slc, Ranma put a few into his shopping-cart.

Looking forward, Ranma saw another yellow plastic case labeled as "Paralysis Heal". Picking up one, Ranma could read that this unique cure could negate all forms of paralysis, whether it was magically, electrically, psychically, or poison-induced. Though no one really knew why. At only 150 slc, Ranma figured it couldn't hurt to pick up a few cases, if the need came up.

Continuing down the aisle, Ranma saw a little item, a small bell which, much to Ranma's impression was labeled "Bell". Looking at a little sticker on the side, Ranma read that it would awaken any sleeping pokégirls within 100 feet. The Bell could be mass-produced, but the threat of juvenile pranks and possible deadly misuse keep most Leagues from allowing these to be made quickly. "Well, at least that explains the 800 slc price-tag," Ranma thought. Though he didn't put many Bells into the cart as he did other potions and items, he did take a few.

Turning the corner, Ranma saw pills on single plastic foil cards. At the steep price-tag of 2,000 slc, Ranma took one off of the hook it was on to see what the big ddeal was. It was a "Revive Pill", Reading, he realized it could revive a fainted pokégirl with 50 HP. Most frequently found in fighting gyms, the Revive pill was always useful to have on hand. So, Ranma took more than a few off of the hook they were on and placed them into the cart.

Then Ranma noticed a few more pills, only they were larger. At a steep price of 8,000 slc, Ranma had to read what it was. "Restoration Pill". It could revive a fainted pokégirl with 200 HP. The pill is coveted by those who wish to mass-produce them, but so far, the process for making them remains rather lengthy compared to the Revive Pill. So, Ranma decided to stick with the Revive Pill.

With his cart filled, Ranma decided to pick up a few more items...

Walking over to a wall with certain... 'Toys', Ranma shuddered. This stuff made him nervous as hell.

However, there it was in a corner. A metal box filled with balls upon balls of yarn, in all sorts of color. And at only 50 slc per ball of yarn, Ranma thought it was an absolute steal! So, he picked up numerous balls of yarn and put them into the cart.

Though she shook her head, the Lupina didn't say a word. Jetta was catching wind of all the time Ranma spend with Britanny. In her opinion he was spoiling the titty-kitty. While she really didn't mind that he would treat his pokégirls nicely, it made her a little jealous. Damn it, she wanted to spend time like that with him.

Watching her owner walk up to the cash register and start to pay for items, Jetta let out a sigh.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

After shopping a bit and traveling around the town to look at it more, Ranma and Jetta were prepared to walk back to the PokéCenter, until they were interrupted by something very important...

Ranma's stomach growling.

And so they walked into the restaurant to grab a bite to eat instead. Jetta was carrying the bags of stuff bought, as it would have been inappropriate for the Tamer to carry his shopping bags when he has a pokégirl there to do it for him. "Ranma..." Jetta spoke up.

Ranma frowned at that, his mother had instilled SOME gentlemanly traits into him... And making a Pokegirl carry all of the stuff wasn't very gentlemanly of him. Especially since he could carry all that stuff himself. But Jetta DID insist... "Yeah, Jetta? What is it?"

"Ranma, perhaps we should eat there," Jetta said as she motioned to a small place. It was a hamburger joint known as McPoké's

Ranma blinked at that and thought of the similarity to another place that he and Ryoga had eaten at one time in Junior High. "Heh, looks like a McDonald's."

Looking at Ranma curiously, Jetta blinked. "A what?"

"A fast-foot place where I'm from," Ranma said. "It looks JUST like that one... Save the name, which is McPoké's here, and McDonald's where I'm from." He smiled at her. "At least SOME things are similar around here."

Jetta nodded. "All right, but I should tell you, the meat is made form KhangAssCunt 'eggs', since it's the primary source of ground 'beef' on this world."

At those words, Ranma had an unusual look on his face, he was thinking after all. "Strange... I would have thought it came from cows or something like that... It does in my world."

Jetta blinked her eyes for a moment, but recognized the term 'cow'. "Most of the 'normal' animals died out long ago, when the part of Edo League back then known as China released the Red Plague."

Stopping, Ranma looked at her agape. "Gee... I knew the Chinese disliked outsiders more than the Japanese, but that's insane!"

Blinking her eyes, Jetta wasn't sure about that. "It was a biological warfare tactic meant to kill pokégirls. Instead it just made pokégirls sick for a few days and killed off numerous people and majority of animal life on earth."

Ranma shook his head in disgust. "Idiots." Sure, he was being harsh on them, but why the HELL did they try and get rid of pokégirls that way?

Shifting her weight between her feet as she held the bags, Jetta asked, "Shall we enter McPoké's, Ranma?"

Looking at his Lupina, Ranma nodded his head. "Sure. But, do you want me to take those bags for you? I mean, are they heavy or anything?"

Shaking her head, Jetta said, "I'll carry them, Ranma."

Ranma slowly nodded at that. "Okay, but I'd rather take some myself. I mean, mom tried to bash SOME traits into my thick skull about how to treat a lady."

Jetta sighed. "Sorry, Ranma, but those traits don't mean much with pokégirls."

Nodding his head, Ranma said, "Yeah, you've told me several times Jetta. But I feel terrible making you carry everything."

Looking at her Tamer, Jetta frowned. "Ranma. Just go in and let's get some lunch already, please?"

Smiling a bit nervously, Ranma nodded. Leaning forward, he opened the door for Jetta so that she could walk in before him.

At Ranma's Jetta frowned and stepped back. She pushed the pigtailed Tamer in and held the door open back with her butt.

Shaking his head, Ranma sighed. He REALLY needed to get out of public eye with his girls so that he could treat them like they should be treated. But he walked in without a word, with Jetta followed him after.

As Ranma got in, he could see it was done up like a McDonald's would be, only the employees there were definitely pokégirls. Looking around, he pointed to a booth near the back. "Hey Jetta, let's sit over there."

Nodding her head, Jetta followed Ranma with the bags. "Yes, Master."

As they crossed the distance to the booth, Ranma mentally wondered if he would ever get home... Not that he didn't like his girls, but they needed to see a world where they didn't HAVE to act like slaves and could be relatively normal girls.

Jetta looked up at Ranma. "Shouldn't you get yourself something to eat, Master?"

Chuckling a bit, Ranma answered, "Yeah, but I wanted to put our stuff down in the booth first."

"Yes, Master," Jetta said as she put the bags down at the booth. She then got on her knees before Ranma and put on the cutest, saddest puppy-dog eyes. "Master, please, please get me something to eat as well... I'm soooo hungry and I can't PokéBattle well on an empty stomach."

At Jetta's words, Ranma grimaced. Dammit! Did she HAVE to act this way? This world was SERIOUSLY fucked up! However, he did his best to make it look like he was a bit fed up with her. Sighing dramatically, as best he could, he spoke, "I don't know... Do you promise to do really well later on?" He winked at her to let Jetta know that he was just playing along.

Though her face did not show it, Jetta internally let out a sigh of relief. "Yes, Master!" She spoke up. "I promise you I'll PokéBattle hard for you, and get you as many wins as I can."

Ranma nodded at her. "Good. Okay then. You may get something to eat." Internally he was bashing his head against the wall.

"Thank you, Master!" Jetta said, sounding as bubbly as she could pull off.

Sighing, Ranma motioned for Jetta to follow him. "Jetta," He whispered, "You don't HAVE to beg."

"Yes I do," Jetta whispered as she followed.

Sighing once more, Ranma leaned up to her ear. "Jetta, please don't, okay? You know how BAD I feel when I see you girls act that way?"

Shaking her head, Jetta sighed as well. "I know, but I have to act like this."

Grumbling irritably at that, Ranma whispered to her, "Remind me to give you an extra session tonight. You need it."

At Ranma's words, Jetta blinked, then smiled. She didn't need one, but she wouldn't mind another Taming so soon.

Smirking at her a bit, Ranma said, "I think you need to relax a bit."

Her tail actually wagging, Jetta smiled and happily followed her master to the cashier counter like a little slut-puppy.

Ranma shook his head a bit to clear up his oncoming blush. He KNEW that it was coming up. "Um, hello, we'd like to order."

The Waitress at the cash-register, an Ingenue in uniform asked, "Hello and welcome to McPoké's. May I suggest something from our 100 slc menu?"

Ranma shrugged, it was easier than him trying to read the menus. Sure, he could speak English, didn't mean he could read it very well. "Sure."

"Oh Master," Jetta spoke up. "I think you'd want four McPoké Burgers, a large World Champ Fries, and large cola."

Ranma nodded and looked at the waitress. "Sure, that sounds good," He turned to the Ingenue behind the cash register. "Can you get that order doubled?"

The Ingenue nodded her head. "Yessir. That'll be..." he started typing into the register, "Exactly 1,400 slc."

Ranma blinked and shrugged. He reached into his wallet, or would have if Jetta hadn't beaten him to it.

Jetta winced. She realized shouldn't have done that. Pokégirls just don't do that! "Sorry, Master. Was trying to be helpful. Please don't beat me..." The proud Lupina whimpered like a kicked puppy.

At this situation, Ranma sighed. Putting on a show of being a bit upset, he said, "I don't know," He turned to face her and winked, letting her know that he wasn't angry. "You promise to be a good girl from now on?"

Nodding her head rapidly, Jetta practically barked out, "Yes, Master!"

Ranma grumbled a bit and sighed. "Okay then. But don't let this happen again." He leaned close to her ear and whispered to her. "I'm not really angry, Jetta."

"I know," Jetta whispered back as she kissed his ear.

Smiling, Ranma ran his hands up and down her back, while he was still nervous about doing this stuff in public, it was a bit easier for him after the conditioning that the girls had done to him.

"Excuse me," the Ingenue spoke up after some time. "Your meal is ready."

The two blinked and pulled away a bit. Ranma chuckled a bit stupidly at her. "Gee, have we been acting like that for that long already?"

The Ingenue shrugged. "I don't mind. Now here's your order sir, and have a nice day."

Nodding his head, Ranma grabbed the tray. "Sure," He answered and looked at Jetta. "Come on. Let's go eat." The two walked back over to their booth and sat down to eat.

Jetta sat down with Ranma. She looked over the food. "Master, which is mine? Do I get one Poké Burger and a World Champ Fry?"

Ranma shrugged. "Help yourself." He smirked a bit. "We can always order more, right?"

At Ranma's kindness, Jetta blushed. She leaned over to him and whispered, "True, but we shouldn't make it too obvious, Ranma."

Ranma sat back a bit. "So? Look, Jetta, I know that you're worried about me, and it means a lot, but don't worry too much okay?"

Jetta sighed. She wished Ranma would be careful when they were out in public.

"Hello?" Came a male voice. "Is that you, Ranma?" The two blinked and turned to the source of the voice.

There he was. The man with the Tigress ancestry himself. And probably one of the few people that could get away with speaking of 'radical' ideas of pokégirl rights. Stryyp Gia. And beside him was his Megami, Archon.

Ranma smiled at the other tamer and waved him over. "Hey, Stryyp, Archon. Come on over. Have a seat."

"Thank you," Stryyp said as he walked over to Ranma's table with his tray. He placed it down at the table and sat across from Ranma and his Lupina. Archon sat next to Stryyp.

Ranma looked at Stryyp and smiled, happy to see SOMEONE who wouldn't mind him being nice to his pokégirls.

"So, how've you been, Ranma?" Stryyp asked. "It's been awhile since I last saw you."

Shrugging, Ranma answered, "Been okay. Had some problems, nothing serious. Been TRYING to convince Jetta to let me treat her nicer," He looked at his Lupina with an amused expression.

Jetta pouted. Why did her Master have to talk like that when others besides Stryyp might hear?

Of course, if she looked around, the closest person sitting to their table was five tables away and wasn't listening to them.

Ranma shook his head and put a hand on Jetta's shoulder, squeezing it lightly. "So, how have you been Stryyp?"

Archon smiled knowingly and quietly munched on her French, er, World Champ Fries.

Looking at Ranma, Stryyp shrugged a bit. "Been okay. Heard about a certain problem in town here." Stryyp then shook his head. "Or rather, my Megami heard about it."

"Oh?" Ranma hadn't heard anything about it. He turned to Jetta. "Have you heard anything?"

Jetta shook her head. "Sorry, Master. I haven't."

"I get the feeling this town has a Titmice problem growing," Archon answered idly as she continued to munch on her fries.

The pigtailed martial artist/tamer shrugged. He didn't expect Jetta to know. However, he then blinked at Archon's words. "Really? Why is it a problem?"

Stryyp blinked. "But, Titmice are a problem when there's too many."

"Yes," Archon said. 'That's why I said it's a growing problem."

Jetta frowned. "How many Titmice are we talking about?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Archon answered, "I can't be certain... But I feel the presence of more than a hundred in the town already."

"Gee, it's like a plague of locusts then? Too many and they wipe out the fields." Ranma said idly, he had heard of what locusts could do while visiting temples in his youth.

"Indeed," Stryyp said, although he wasn't sure what a locust was. "They can really muck up things if there's too many feral Titmice in a city or any general area at a time."

Ranma nodded, he could see that. After all, plagues of rats back home were never pleasant to deal with.

Archon continued to idly munch on her fries.

Ranma looked at Jetta. "You going to eat your burger?"

Nodding her head, Jetta said, "Yes, Master," and went to eating her McPoké burger with gusto.

Looking at his Lupina literally wolf down the food, Ranma blinked at that. "Gee, you eat like me and Pops do," He chuckled a bit. "Not that I mind."

Blushing in embarrassment, Jetta apologized. "Sorry, Master."

At the antics of the other Tamer's Lupina, Stryyp chuckled and began eating as well. "You know, these things aren't bad for only 100 slc."

Ranma waved off Jetta's actions. "Go ahead, eat. I don't care." Hearing what Stryyp said, he then took a bite of his own burger. "Hey, you're right."

Stryyp nodded. "Archon suggested the place. I always trust what she has to say."

Ranma sighed a bit and shook his head as he ate. He hated to admit this, but he was starting to get a bit homesick. He just missed everyone back home is all.

Looking over at Archon, Jetta asked the Megami, "Is it true that Megamis can't lie?"

To the Lupina, Archon nodded to her. "Yes, however..." The Megami shrugged. "For you Jetta... Whether or not you choose to believe is the true question. For truth is the greatest lie of all."

Ranma blinked at that. "Seriously?"

"Yes," Archon answered. "Which I know you believe, considering you are Sextome, yet not Sextome."

A bead of sweat going down the back of his head, Ranma chuckled a bit nervously at that. Now that he thought about it... "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm still Ranma, just not the same Ranma that was here before." He quickly looked around to see that no one heard him. He knew that his pokégirls were worried about that.

Stryyp finished his McPoké burger and started on another one. "Understood. I mean it's never too late to make a U-turn with your life, if you really want to."

When Stryyp said that, Ranma nodded slowly. "Yeah." He looked at Jetta, who had been silent while eating. "Jetta? Something wrong? You seemed depressed about something."

The Lupina looked at her master for a moment. Jetta wasn't depressed, well, maybe a little, but she was thinking about how to tell her master that she may be pregnant. Sighing, Jetta shook her head. "No, Master, I'm fine."

At Jetta's reply, Archon shook her head sadly. "Matters of the heart weight heavily upon the soul, Lupina."

Ranma frowned lightly, he put an arm around Jetta's shoulders and hugged her a bit. "Jetta, it's okay. If you need to talk, I'll listen."

Jetta sighed. She wanted to talk to Ranma, tell him about how she may be expecting... But it worried her how he would react. And she didn't want to speak of such things in front of some people they still didn't know that well.

Ranma sighed at her silence. "When you want to talk about it, Jetta, I'll listen." He kept his arm over her shoulders as he ate his burger. "So, Archon, anything else about this Titmice infestation? Anything to worry about? Like diseases or something like that?" Ranma WAS curious about that. After all, his old man said at one time that mice carried a LOT of diseases.

Looking at Ranma, Archon answered, "That I cannot say for I do not know specifically what they will cause. Just know that is it bad. Very, very bad"

With that, Ranma winced. That wasn't good. It sounded like some prophecy for doomsday or something.

Archon noticed Ranma's look and shook her head. "No. It's not the end of the world. Just possibly the town."

"Same difference. Lot's of people could die," Ranma said gloomily.

"Unless," Stryyp butted in, "Tamers with cat-types are to help."

Ranma blinked at that. "Um, okay... Let me guess... They eat the mice, right?" It sounded natural, though he was a bit disgusted at the thought of that.

"No," Archon answered.

"Master," Jetta spoke up quickly. "Titmice are just deathly afraid of cat-type pokégirls."

"Oh?" Ranma asked. "Well, that makes sense."

"It should," Jetta said as she went to eating.

Placing down a little empty box of fries, Archon picked up another box of World Champ Fries and continued eating.

Ranma thought about it for a bit, his one arm was still around Jetta's shoulders, and he nodded. "Okay, so Brit, Sheila, and Grave could scare them easily, huh?"

To her Tamer's question, Jetta nodded. "Yes. Those three will scare Titmice into submission."

Relieved at not having to deal with his girls eating others like that, Ranma nodded, squeezed Jetta's shoulders with his arm a bit and took another bite of his burger, finishing it off.

Jetta smiled and leaned back into Ranma's shoulder. It made Jetta feel happy to be with her Tamer. She was still having feelings of jealousy since she realized just how much time the titty kitty Britanny was spending with their Master.

Finishing off his second McPoké burger, Stryyp spoke up, "You have a Rack-Shasa as well. She could take a cat-type form," He then blinked as a thought hit him. "By the way, who is 'Grave'?"

Ranma blinked a bit. "Oh, that's right. I got her after we parted ways last. Poor girl was starved for attention, and acted like the whole world hated her."

Sighing sadly, Stryyp frowned. "I understand completely. A lot of poor pokégirls get their wills broken completely by their owners."

Hearing that, Ranma sighed and nodded. "Yeah. Some of the things that she mentioned..." He shook his head. "I REALLY didn't like hearing what she said and helped her feel better."

Stryyp smiled. "That's rather kind of you, Sextome."

Smiling lightly, Ranma looked at Jetta. "Well, yeah." He shook his head a bit and squeezed Jetta's shoulders a bit more. "Just, you know, saw the light and had to change my ways." Which was completely true, but let them think something had happened to the version of him that was born here.

Impressed, Stryyp nodded.

Archon just smiled a little playfully. "Sure..."

After some time, Stryyp shrugged. "Anyway, I've gotten a new pokégirl too. A Boobgong I've named Tyr." He smiled. "First pokégirl I've actually caught since I became a Tamer."

Ranma blinked a bit. "Really?" Technically speaking, he hadn't caught a pokégirl since becoming a Tamer either.

"Yes," Stryyp said. "Really nice girl, but she had a few personality problems. Very, very shy."

"Shy for a pokégirl? Or shy for a normal girl?" Ranma asked dryly.

Stryyp shrugged. "Both you could say. She was just shy around me. I think it had to do with me looking like a cat. Specifically, a Tigress," Stryyp explained.

Although Ranma nodded, he wasn't too sure about what Stryyp's pokégirl looked like, but better to act like he knew what Stryyp was talking about. "So she was nervous around you... Was she afraid you were going to harm her or something?"

"A little," Stryyp said. "Most Cat-types have an advantage over fish-pokégirls. Ancestral fear, I guess."

"Maybe because cats ate fish a long time ago?" Ranma mused aloud. It was still amazing to him that he wasn't stuttering at the word 'cat' like he used to.

"I think so," Stryyp said sadly.

Ranma smirked as a rather... Hentaish thought hit his brain. "So you can 'eat' her another way now?" He then blushed when he realized what he said aloud.

Blinking her eyes in surprise, Jetta stared at Ranma. She didn't know Ranma had the balls to speak like that.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

With his Alpha beside him, Ace yawned as he walked along the beaten path. It was getting late; the sky was crimson as the sun prepared to set in the west. REALLY late. "And I still got another two or three days of walking before I get to Greenpeace," he thought miserably. It was times like this that his Charlie Angel or his Falcongentle were strong enough to carry him in flight.

Looking over at the master, Penny pursed her lips a bit. "Is something wrong, Master?"

Shrugging, Ace continued to walk. "Nothing. It's just getting late is all, and I'm tired of walking."

Smiling a little, the Drow Zee could always read her Tamer like an open book. "You're still upset about having to leave your mission in Viridick to try and chase down a high-ranking Tamer who has so far done nothing 'illegal' as far as his public image goes, aren't you?"

Keeping his stride as he walked, the agent of the Shadow League just nodded his head. "Yeah," Ace said after some time. "I mean, we know Team Rocket is a bunch of head-cases that need to be put away behind bars and pronto. While I don't mind going after this Sextome guy, I'd have preferred to try and take care of that last problem."

Shaking her head, Penny said, "Master, you can't expect to take down such an organization by yourself in one town. Team Rocket has been around for close to thirty-years, ever since the Evolution Stone Scam that went from the Indigo all the way to the Blue Continent."

"I know, but still..." Ace grumbled.

"Still what?" Penny asked curiously.

"Penny," Ace began slowly his walking pace just finally starting to slow down. "You know me. I'd swear on my father's grave that Viridick and Team Rocket are tied as one. There are just far too many members we rounded up there in that single town. Viridck must be of some major signifigence to Team Rocket, I just know it!"

"Be that as it may, Master," Penny spoke up seriously. "You still have to follow orders, just as I follow yours."

Rolling his eyes, Ace sighed. "It just doesn't pay to be a law-abiding citizen sometimes."

Shaking her head, Penny couldn't keep the playful smile off of her face. "But it certainly does pay, Master."

Raising an eyebrow, Ace asked, "Oh?"

Smiling, Penny began to undo the clasps over the straps of her dress. "You wouldn't get nice pokégirls otherwise."

Nodding his head, Ace chuckled a bit. "True. But we should set up camp first."

Pouting a little at having to wait before she could give her master what she thought he needed, Penny nodded her head. "Yes, Master."

Chuckling at his Alpha's reaction, Ace went and goosed her butt a bit. "Don't worry. After we got the tent up, I'll make sure to take care of you."

Penny just smiled happily.

Smiling, Ace answered, "Yep. This is just a detour. We'll get back to Viridick soon. We'll be able to take care of Sextome no problem."

(-)

"ACHOO!" Ranma sneezed loudly.

"God bless you," Archon said quickly.

Looking over at her master, Jetta asked, "Is something wrong, Master?"

Sniffling for a moment, Ranma grabbed a napkin and blew his nose. "Nah. Just sneezed." Blinking his eyes, Ranma apologized. "Sorry, Stryyp."

Using a napkin, Stryyp began to wipe the mucous off of his face. It's... No problem."

(-)

Sitting back in a chair, Séance looked over the laptop version of the PokéDex. He could understand Professor Ghaleon giving him the Vixxen, as it would have a most definite advantage against that Shaguar of Sextome's, but he had been very wary about being given the Heroine to PokéBattle with. After all, it was a Fighting-type! Séance didn't know the first thing about dealing with a Fighting-type!

But now that he had looked over some of Vain's files, looked over the PokéDex entry on one, the young Tamer realized he had gotten something quite useful on his hands indeed.

HEROINE, the Heroic Pokegirl

Type: Very Near Human

Element: Fighting/Psychic

Frequency: Rare (Crimson League)

Diet: human diet

Role: champions

Libido: Average (High with bond partner)

Strong Vs: Fighting, Ice, Normal, Poison, Rock, Steel

Weak Vs: Flying, Ghost

Attacks: Deflect, Final Strike (all other vary depending on any weapons)

Enhancements: Improved Fighting skills and psychic powers

Evolves: None

Evolves From: Loner (when bonded)

Heroines cast off their aloofish ways from when they were a Loner and become powerful fighters. They lose some of their weaknesses, but also some of their strengths. Heroines are very affectionate towards their bond partner. Heroines can use any weapon and have access to any Fighting or Psychic attack. The variation of techniques makes them a very difficult opponent. Heroines also have a technique that is known to all Heroines, but has only been used one time. That technique is the Final Strike and, according to them, it is literally that. The Heroine sacrifices themselves to unleash this technique. It's said that Nice Peaks was once one mountain, but was separated into two by this technique. Since the last time it was used was over two hundred years ago and there were no surviving witnesses, how powerful it might be can only be guessed at.

It seemed that Heroines were a rarity among pokégirl element groupings. Heroines not only Fighting-types but they had the sub-element of Psychic-type, a true rarity since Fighting and Psychic-type powers clashed.

"But the point is, we do have a case of a Fighting-type with Psychic-type powers," Séance thought to himself in excitement. "And that means she'll be stronger against other Fighting-type with her Psychic-powers!"

Looking over his PokéBall that contained the Heroine, Séance couldn't keep the smile off his face. "It looks like I got myself a new 'ace-in-the-hole'," Séance thought with a giddy excitement. Yes, he now had a pokégirl that could deal with the majority of Sextome's Harem. "And then I shall take Genn BACK!"

Leaning back in his chair, Séance laughed loudly. "YOUR TIME IS NIGH, SEXTOME! I WILL DEFEAT YOU!"

(-)

"ACHOO!"

"God bless you," the Megami said again as she ate from a fourth pack of World Champ Fries. Who cared if they were cooked in grease? They were damn tasty!

Taking some napkins off of the tray, Jetta offered them to Ranma. "Here you go, Master."

"Thanks," Ranma said as he held the napkin up to his nose. He was about to blow his nose, but stopped. Sighing, he tore it in half and offered one of the halves to Stryyp. "Sorry 'bout that."

His eye twitching a little, all Stryyp could say was, "It's... All right."

Giggling a little, Archon got up from her seat. "I think I'll go get us some more napkins."

Nodding her head, Jetta said, "That probably would be for the best."

(-)

A decent-sized steamship made its way across what was then known as the Pacific Ocean. It was heading towards the Johto/Indigo continents from the Edo Continent. It was a trade ship, bringing goods from the far East to the Western world, as well as a few passengers.

One passenger in particular was a tall redhead with freckles. Standing at 6'3", he was muscular, and the long red hair made him an awe-inspiring sight. The glaive that was strapped to his back, and the three PokéBalls on his belt marked him as a Tamer of the Edo League, where not only did the pokégirls fight, but so did the Tamers as well.

He had recently come to the ranking of Harem Master within the Edo League, a prestigious title given to only those who not only had beaten all the Harem Master Gym Leaders, but also the head of that League as well.

He would have been content to continue his travels in the Edo League, to continue to build up not only his strength, but that of his pokégirls as well. However, he had gotten wind of something important.

His sister. He knew she had gone through threshold and had become a pokégirl, and he had accepted that. However, when he got word of just WHO the Tamer who had gotten her was, it made his blood boil.

Ranma Sextome.

Not to leave his daughter in a hand of one of the harshest, (albeit high-ranking) Tamers alive, Gar was going to the Edo League to give Sextome a piece of his mind!

Even if he had to beat it into the Tamer's thick skull, he would do it.

His grip tightening over the rails of the boat, Gar's chiseled features were deadly-serious. "Just you wait, Sextome," Gar spoke quietly, yet with a definitely hard edge to it. "You and I are going to tangle soon. No one takes my sister as their pokégirl unless I give them the okay."

Looking up into the sky, Gar screamed, "YOU'RE A DEAD MAN, SEXTOME!"

(-)

"ACCHHHOOOOOOOOOO!"

Blinking her eyes, all Archon could say was, "God bless you." She then noticed the state her Tamer was in and offered him a handful of napkins. "Here you go, Master."

Dripping mucous from his face, all Stryyp could mumble as he took the napkins from his Alpha pokégirl was, "Thanks..."

Staring at her sniffling Tamer, Jetta asked, "Are you coming down with a cold, Master?"

"I don't think so," Ranma said as he blew his nose. "I don't think I got allergies either."

Scratching her chin, all Jetta could comment was, "How odd."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Looking a little flustered, Stryyp wiped down his face for the fourth time that day. "Sextome, I think you may need to see a nurse. You keep sneezing."

"Sorry 'bout that," Ranma apologized. "I don't know what's coming over me."

"It's... Okay. Really," Stryyp said. "I just wish you'd close your mouth when you did that is all."

"I'll make sure to do that if it happens again." Ranma said seriously.

Jetta sighed and shook her head. Sextome was never one to really apologize, and Ranma had been doing that a lot. "Oh, I hope Stryyp doesn't notice," Jetta thought fearfully.

Of course, Stryyp wasn't paying that much attention to Ranma. He was move concerned about getting the pigtailed Tamer's mucous off of his shirt before it left a rather nasty stain for him to try and clean later.

Archon frowned as she looked about the room. This didn't go unnoticed by the others at the table. It just seemed 'wrong' for a Megami to frown.

"Archon?" Stryyp asked cautiously. "What's wrong?"

His muscles tensing in preparation for a possible conflict, Ranma asked, "Is it those Titmice things you were talking about earlier?"

Shaking her head, Archon answered, "No. But now something doesn't feel right with this place. It's as if..."

"As if what?" Stryyp asked.

A dead-serious came over the Megami's face. "Shield," she called out as a magical force-bubble appeared around the booth.

And then it happened.

Windows were broken as smoke bombs were thrown into the restaurant, releasing tear-gas. Fast-food workers and the few other restaurant patrons were left coughing and were being overcome by the gas.

Seeing this, Ranma tried to stand up, but Jetta held onto his wrist firmly. "Jettaaa..." Ranma literally growled. He couldn't just stand-by while others were in trouble.

"Master, if you leave this force-shield, you'll be in danger," Jetta said warningly.

"Best listen to your Alpha, Sextome," Stryyp said warningly. "We'll be okay in here until the gas passes."

Frowning, Ranma begrudgingly sat back down. Hearing people's cries, coughs, gasps for air and knowing he could do nothing to help them at that time wasn't sitting well with him. Not one bit.

Archon's frowned deepened a little more. "They're here."

"Who's here?" Ranma asked irritably.

Ranma's question was answered by the introduction of the two invaders as some background music started to kick up.

"PREPARE FOR TROUBLE!" Came a male voice.

"MAKE MY LATTE DOUBLE!" A female voice soon followed.

"To protect the world from infestation!" Said the man.

"To bump and grind all peoples without a reason!" Spoke the (poké)girl.

"To denounce the goodness of truth and love."

"Our orgasms reach heights as the stars above!"

Both people posed, the man pointing their arms to the left, and the girl holding and pointing a kodachi sword to the right.

"LENDO!" Said the man, introducing himself.

"ICHIKOO!" Said the possible pokégirl.

"Team Rivalsan, blast off to fulfill our dream!" Lendo said as he posed again, this time, his arms crossed over his chest like an 'X'.

"Surrender now, or prepare to cream!" Ichikoo stated as she posed again, pointing her kodachi sword at the group sitting at the booth in the back of the McPoke's.

"MERRRRRRRRROWL! That's right!" Said the sack-carrying Merrowl as a large red 'R' then appeared behind them as it inflated.

His eyebrow twitching in irritation, all Ranma could say was, "Of you've GOT to be shittin' me!"

"No we aren't!" Ichikoo stated!

"Fool!" Lendo called out, pointing his katana at Ranma. "We are the nefarious Team Rivalsan! Renown pokégirl thieves of the Indigo, Johto, and Edo regions!"

"Pokégirl thieves!?" Ranma asked curiously.

"Merrrrrowl! That's right!" The Merrowl said seriously as she eyed Archon. "And we want that ultra-rare Megami!"

Frowning, Stryyp was starting to stand up from the booth. "You won't have her!"

"Says you!" Lendo said seriously. He then eyed the pokégirl that was sitting by the pigtailed man and smiled. "Ah! A Lupina! Another rare pokégirl indeed. Yes. She'll be another excellent score!"

Jetta's eye twitched. Gods she hated pokégirl thieves. "I better take care of these idiots before they cause any real trouble."

However, before Jetta or Archon could make a move, Ranma got out of the booth, walked atop the table a step or two before jumping off and landing onto the ground before the male pokégirl thief. "Listen, Lendo," Ranma started. "I don't know who you think you are, but NO ONE steals my pokégirls."

"Oh?" Lendo said with a raised eyebrow. "And what are you going to do about it?" He began to smirk. "You're just a Tamer. There's nothing you can do but submit as I steal your pokégUURRL!"

Everyone stared in shock at the sight before them. Ranma had his fist planted firmly in the irate islanders gut. Slight tears were in the corners of Lendo's eyes as his body quivered. Ranma had a fierce scowl on his face, with a look that seemed to give one the feeling of his attitude being, 'come hell or high water'.

"Listen, asshole," Ranma spoke harshly. "I'm only gonna say this once. Get the hell out of here before I kick your ass form here to kingdom come. Got it!?"

All Lendo could do was weakly nod his head. He never knew of a Tamer using a tactic like this before. No one would EVER just punch, let alone fight another Tamer. Fighting was usually left up to PokéBattles and such.

After a moment, Ranma pulled his fist back from the irritating pokégirl thief, letting him fall to the ground like a rag-doll. "And don't bother us again!"

Ichikoo and the Merrowl looked back and forth between their downed Tamer and the pigtailed man who just defeated the man with a single punch. Cautiously the two moved to pick up Lendo.

Taking a few smoke bombs off of her belt, the Kunoichi looked at Ranma harshly. "Don't think you've won, Tamer," Ichikoo said seriously. "No one defeats Team Rivalsan! You hear me? No one!"

And so, Ichikoo threw another smoke-bomb, giving them cover as they retreated.

When the smoke was gone, so was Team Rivalsan. Ranma rolled his eyes. "What idiots. Don't you think so, Jetta?"

At the silence he received, Ranma spoke out again. "Jetta?"

Turning around, Ranma saw Stryyp, Archon, and Jetta staring at him wide-eyed. In fact, when he thought about it. Everyone was staring at him. "Yeesh, you'd think these people never saw someone fight before," Ranma thought irritably.

To say Jetta wasn't impressed would have been an outright lie. However, while this had impressed her, it made the Lupina nervous as hell. "Shit!" She thought irritably, almost afraid. "Now he's done it!"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Suddenly, people started clapping as they got over their shock of seeing a Tamer belt a pokégirl thief without PokéBattling. The management was ESPEICALLY happy that minimal damage had come to their establishment... Only one broken window to replace.

And none of it was that Tamer's fault either.

At the clapping, Ranma blinked. "Uh... Eh heh..." Nervously, Ranma bowed a bit, since he was starting to feel like hot stuff.

Most of the people chuckled at seeing that. If they were in his shoes, they'd probably take a bow as well.

As the clapping winded down, Ranma smiled a bit happily and sat back down at the booth. He hadn't finished eating yet.

One of the waitresses came over just as Ranma sat down. "Excuse me, sir."

"Hmm?" Ranma asked as he looked up. "I do something wrong?" He asked.

The waitress shook her head. "Oh no!" She giggled at him. "I just thought to let you know that because you were able to drive such an evil group of people away, and without damaging our facilities, we're allowing you and everyone at your table to eat for free today. My manager told me to tell you this."

Stryyp, Jetta and Archon blinked, that was unexpected.

At hearing there would be free food, Ranma smiled quite widely. "Hey! Great! We'll definitely take some more McPoké burgers! And I think that Megami would like some more World Champ Fries."

Smiling, the waitress nodded. "Certainly, sir! One large order of what you asked for, coming right up!" She then left to go and get the food for them.

Turning his head to his fellow Tamer after the waitress left, Ranma smiled brightly. "Looks like lunch is on me, Stryyp."

"I... I guess so." Stryyp said in astonishment.

Jetta looked at her Tamer in awe. Since when do normal humans do stuff like that!?

Ranma just sat back as he awaited more food.

The Megami was surprised at what Ranma had done to those crooks, but was happy that he ordered more fries for her. "Thank you for ordering more fries for me." Archon blushed lightly. She didn't know why either.

Ranma waved it off. "No biggie. I noticed you were eating those more than the McPoké burgers. So I thought you'd appreciate the fries more."

When Ranma said that, Archon smiled and nodded, happy that she was getting more fries.

Jetta looked at Ranma, she couldn't help it, her curiosity was KILLING her. "Ranma? How did you do that?"

Blinking his eyes in surprise, Ranma asked, "Do what?"

Jetta stared at him through a half-lidden gaze. "How did you take him down so easily? People don't do that around here. If this was the Edo league, it would be a bit easier to understand, but you're not from there."

At Jetta's Ranma blinked. He wasn't sure what to say...

...Until he remembered what Edo League enveloped for its region. "Hey, I may not have been born that but my parents were. I mean, do I look like I'm around here?"

When Ranma said that, Stryyp nodded his head. "I have to admit, I thought you looked Edoian with the black hair and somewhat flat face."

Jetta blinked. That was true... Still... "Sorry, it was just surprising is all."

Ranma just shrugged. "No biggie. You learn to fight, so you fight."

To that, Archon nodded and took another bite of her fries.

"Still, that was impressive," Stryyp said.

After a minute more, the waitress came back to the table with a HUGE stack of food on the tray. "Here you go, sir."

Ranma was about to say something to Stryyp, until he realized the food was there. "WOW! Look at all this!"

Smiling, the waitress placed the tray down onto the table. "Have a nice day." She then turned and left.

The others at the table gawked at the food as well.

Ranma watched the waitress leave before he dug into the food, unwrapping burgers and eating like a ravenous Snorlass.

Archon shrugged and grabbed three boxes of fries before digging into her meal.

Shaking her head at her master's table-manners, Jetta grabbed six burgers and placed them in front of her, unwrapping the food and eating it down.

Seeing the others just dig in, Stryyp blinked his eyes in surprise. Everyone was eating without him, he had to rectify that! Grabbing two McPoké burgers in each hand, he placed them in front of himself to unwrap them. He then began eating vigorously.

As Archon ate her fries she looked at Ranma. She knew that he wasn't the same person that she had heard about before, but she wasn't exactly sure on everything about him. "Hmm, maybe Master Stryyp will let me watch over him for a few days after this Titmice problem is taken care of?" She wondered to herself.

His thoughts on the food in front of him, Ranma continued to happily eat, unaware of the numerous pairs of eyes on him.

As she ate, Jetta was a bit nervous as people continued to look at their booth. She wanted to tell them to quit staring, but after getting the free meals, she didn't want to make a scene.

Reaching over for another McPoké burger, Ranma blinked and noticed Jetta slowing down in her eating. "What's wrong? Don't you want to eat?"

To answer her master's question, Jetta shook her head. "No, Master, it isn't that. It's just that people are staring at us." She said quietly. "I'm a bit nervous is all."

Looking at Jetta, Ranma shrugged. "Relax and eat, Jetta. So what if they stare? Let 'em. They ain't that important."

"I'll... Try, Ranma," Jetta answered uncertainly.

Archon continued to eat. While she did that, she thought about the upcoming problem with the Titmice. eEen though Archon was a Megami, she knew she easily looked like a cat, or rather a cat-person, and she could scare the Titmice away as easily as a Cheetit or a Shaguar. Perhaps she should also chip in to help.

Ranma pet Jetta's back comfortingly as he let her eat. Smiling, his hand ever so closely came to her sweet spot. He wanted to try and get her at ease.

Jetta let out a light murr and lolled her head a bit. "That feels nice," she mumbled happily. It had a great effect of calming her down.

Seeing his Lupina calm down, Ranma smiled and continued to rub her back. He used his free hand to lift a McPoké burger to his mouth so he could eat.

At the sweet scene before her, Archon smiled quite happily and laid her head on her master's shoulder.

Stryyp smiled and his own hand went to his Megami's back to gently rub it.

Archon's smile got a bit larger as her master did that to her.

The Lupina murred quietly and could feel her tail wagging up and down, since going side to side would be a bit painful.

Ranma smiled and continued to rub Jetta's back. He lifted a McPoké burger to her lips.

Seeing this, Stryyp smiled. Dipping a few World Champ fries in ketchup, he then lifted them to Archon's mouth as he continued to rub her back.

Jetta blinked at the food offering and opened her mouth, allowing her master to feed her.

On the other side of the table, Archon opened her mouth to accept the food from Stryyp.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

"Britanny," Ranma called out playfully. "I got your yarn..."

Britanny clapped her hands in excitement at the prospect of getting more yarn goodness. "WEE!"

Smiling, Ranma empties bag onto the floor, multi-colored balls of string rolling here and there.

Her eyes roaming all about the different multi-colored balls of wonderful yarn, Britanny pounced on them, catching as many balls of yarn at once as she could.

Ranma laughed at the obvious joy Britanny felt. "Happy?"

Rolling about the floor, Britanny was quite content. "Purr! WEEE! It bounces! Hee hee hee!"

Watching Britanny move about all her balls of yarn, Ranma could only say one thing. "I can name something else that 'bounces'..."

Nodding her head, Britanny laughed. "Purr! WEE! Yarn is fun!" She then started gnawing on a ball.

Ranma smiled happily. It did him good to know she was happy. "And there's plenty more where that came from," Ranma said seriously.

Britanny purred happily, she was just content to play with the yarn that she had.

Sitting down in a chair, Ranma watched Britanny move all about the floor, jumping onto the bed to get some other balls of yarn that had bounced up onto there from her thrashing.

For awhile, Britanny continued to play with the yarn, eventually getting herself wrapped up in it. She mewled pathetically as she realized that she had tied herself up and couldn't get out of the yarn.

Holding back his laughter, Ranma asked, "Need help?"

Looking at her master, Britanny nodded and mewled pathetically. "Please?"

Nodding his head, Ranma walked over to the bed and began to free Britanny from her yarn. Smiling, he teasingly said, "And here I thought you liked bondage."

The Cheetit pouted at that. Britanny did, but she didn't like to get 'wrapped up' in her fun so to speak.

At the look Britanny gave him, Ranma smiled. "Okay, okay..." After a few moments, Ranma had Britanny untied form the mess.

Britanny stretched and smiled at him. "Thank you, Master."

Ranma smiled. "No, thank you." Leaning forward, Ranma gave Britanny a nice little kiss on the lips.

Internally smiling, Britanny purred into the kiss and returned it.

Smiling into the kiss, Ranma returned it. It just felt SO good to kiss her.

Her arms reaching forward, Britanny hugged him, accidentally hitting one of the PokéBalls on his belt and releasing the girl inside.

When the haze of red light left her, Jetta blinked as she was released. She saw Ranma and Britanny locking lips and frowned. "TITS!"

At hearing her 'nickname', Britanny frowned at that and broke the kiss, glaring lightly at the Alpha of the harem. "What!?"

"Tits," Jetta growled. "Just how many times have you been tamed in the past three days?"

Britanny blinked and thought about it. "Um... I lost count... It was over a handful, that's for sure."

Blushing quite a bit, Ranma chuckled nervously.

Seeing her master become nervous, Britanny pouted. "But I like it when Master tames me, Jetta."

Frowning, Jetta answered, "Exactly. What do you think you are, a Vixxen!? Leave some for the rest of us!"

At the Lupina's words, Britanny sighed and began to tear up a bit. "But... He's just SO good to me."

Jetta's eye twitched as she looked back at the blushing Tamer, and then at all the yarn around the Cheetit. "If anything he's spoiling you too much."

Feeling a little ashamed, Britanny sighed a bit sadly. "I know. But... Jetta, I like it."

Sighing, Jetta nodded her head. "I know. So do the rest of us. But you keep hogging him, and it's unfair to the rest of the harem."

"Uh... Sorry?" Ranma apologized. He didn't think he had been doing anything wrong.

The Cheetit sighed. She knew Jetta was right, but that didn't mean she had to enjoy it. "You're right, Jetta. I know." She sighed a bit more.

Sighing at the Cheetit's expression, Jetta shook her head. "Ranma?"

"Y-yeah?" Ranma asked.

Britanny pouted a bit, she just enjoyed getting tamed so much from her loving tamer.

"You can tame the Cheetit once more," Jetta said, though she looked at him seriously. "But after that, you should give her a rest for two or three days and pay attention to the rest of your Harem. Sheila and Grave are attention starved too, you know," the Lupina explained. "And Brianna will be needing her taming soon, too."

Britanny nodded at that. "Yeah. Sorry, I guess I'm a bad girl here."

Ranma sighed and pat Britanny's back.

Feeling her master's hand on her, Britanny looked at him. "Master?"

Blushing, Ranma said, "Don't feel bad. I'm at blame here too."

Britanny nodded at that, it made her feel a LITTLE better, but still... "Master, I think I should be in my ball for a few days now. Let the others get attention. Brianna, Sheila and Grave need some."

Shaking her head, Jetta said, "At least you know. Now please, Ranma, return me to my ball." Smiling, Jetta said, "I'll let you have one more go, Tits. Then you should start resting."

Britanny looked at her. "Why don't you go at it? Or should we have a 'contest'?"

Raising an eyebrow, Jetta looked at Britanny seriously. "Contest?"

Britanny nodded and got off the bed, walking over to her to whisper so that Ranma couldn't hear them. "You know those Sexcraft matches we hear of?"

However, the pigtailed Tamer DID hear. Ranma blinked his eyes. "Sexcraft? What the hell is that?"

Britanny blinked, she didn't think that his senses were so sharp. "Well, um, we get it on and the winner gets a taming from their master while the loser has to be tied up and watch."

Ranma blinked. "Seriously?"

Nodding her head, Britanny answered, "At least, that's what I've heard." She turned to the Lupina. "Well, what do you say?"

Smirking, Jetta was already pulling down her red one-piece, "You're going down, Tits."

Britanny smirked and stripped as well. "Yeah, right."

Blushing, Ranma stared as Jetta revealed herself without hesitation. And then Britanny was doing the same thing!

Soon the two pokégirls were completely naked and ready to go at it!

Getting onto the floor, Jetta smirked and laid on her back. "You can be on top, Tits."

Britanny smirked and crawled on top of Jetta, her face between the Lupina's legs, while she set her hips over Jetta's face. "Dig in!"

And Jetta did just that, her tongue lapping at the Cheetit's pussy like a dog to a bowl of water.

Britanny yowled a bit and started to lick and suck at Jetta's pussy, getting the fluids from the older pokéwoman.

A shiver went up Jetta's spine. That cat had a rough tongue like all felines. But she was going to rather be damned than be beaten! So using her fingers, Jetta groped the Cheetit's ass as she dug her tongue into the Cheetit's folds.

Britanny purred into Jetta's cunt as the Lupina handled her a bit roughly. There was no way that she was going to lose to the Alpha of the harem. So thinking, Britanny placed her hands on Jetta's ass and started rubbing it, making sure to graze over the Lupina's 'sweet spot'.

The Lupina howled into the Cheetit's pussy. "So, she's going to play dirty, eh? Well, what's good for the Mongoosed is good for the gander!" So thinking, Jetta was moving her body underneath Britanny, her fur grazing along the Cheetit's nipples, her sweet spots.

Gulping with his dry throat, Ranma stared at all this in shock. He could feel his pants becoming rather painfully tight.

Britanny yowled into Jetta's cunt. "Oooh! Dang her!" She thought. Deciding to pay back the Lupina, Britanny started to rub and scratch Jetta's sweet spot more and more as her tongue dove in Jetta's cunt deeply.

Jetta howled more and continued to rub her body underneath the Cheetit. Not to be beaten, the Lupina started to stick a finger into Britanny's rosebud, while she dove her longer mouth, her muzzle into the Cheetit's pussy, spreading the folds farther apart.

Arching her back a little, Britanny yowled into Jetta's cunt. She could feel the Lupina driving her over the edge quickly. She HAD to get back into the match and quickly. The Cheetit rubbed and scratched Jetta's sweet spot even more and faster than before.

On the couch where he sat, Ranma had to take off his pants. They were feeling REALLY uncomfortable.

Jetta winced, and her body trembled. Shit! That felt too good! Not to be denied her victory, Jetta was going to prove WHY she was the Alpha! Not bothering for air, Jetta kept her muzzle in there, eating out the inside of the Cheetits's pussy, diving her tongue in DEEP! She began to murr into the Cheetit cunt as well, vibrating her insides.

Britanny shuddered at that. Damn it! She was going to cum and soon. She started to purr into Jetta's muff, all the while licking and sucking at her insides, while caressing, rubbing and scratching Jetta's sweet spot.

Jetta was sweating. She could feel herself going. Still, she had one more trick to use. So with her muzzle deep, Jetta tried to open her mouth. Not only did this REALLY spread the Cheetit's insides apart, but the teeth would graze along the super-sensitive inner flesh.

THAT did it, Britanny arched her back and yowled, her pussy spasming, causing her fluids to gush out as she came.

Jetta mentally smiled in triumph as she ate all the Cheetit gave to her when she came.

Sweating quite a bit, Britanny panted hard as she rode the crest of orgasm. She moaned the whole while.

Ranma watched this in rapt fascination. He was already taking off his shirt and boxers, his manhood already painfully erect.

Smiling, Jetta continued to lick all through Britanny's orgasm. Smirking a bit more, Jetta pulled her muzzle out and gave the Cheetit a firm slap on the ass. "Now we know why I'm the Alpha, right?"

Britanny pouted a bit as she came down from the crest. "Dang it! Now I have be tied up all night and watch Master get it on with Jetta." She thought sadly. Eventually, the Cheetit nodded quickly. "Yes."

Smirking, Jetta rolled the Cheetit off of her and dragged her over to the wall. There were already some chains and shackles on it. So she locked the Cheetit's wrists in the shackles.

Britanny pouted more. She knew what was coming and didn't fight against it, after all, she had made the challenge.

Making sure the Cheetit was secure, Jetta smirked at the Cheetit. "You brought this on yourself," The Lupina said playfully.

Soon Britanny was locked into the shackles on the wall. She tugged at them and sighed as she couldn't move. The Cheetit mock-glared at Jetta. "Yeah, yeah..."

Jetta smiled. "Ranma..."

"Yeah?" Ranma asked.

Smiling she bent over and gave him a rather nice view of her ass. "I think this is yours."

Ranma smiled at the view. "My, my. Such a beautiful sight."

Jetta murred at the compliment and got on her hands and knees. She wagged her tail happily at him.

Ranma smirked and crawled over to her, he gave her ass a quick slap before squeezing it. "Hmm, nice and firm."

Jetta yipped in surprise at the slap, but smiled. That Cheetit had turned her on and she needed a good Taming.

Ranma smirked at the yip and gave her ass another slap.

And another...

And another...

Rubbing her thighs together, Britanny mewled pathetically. She was feeling incredibly jealous. She wanted master to spank her ass too!

"Masterrrrr..." Jetta growled in delight. "Please fuck me... Fuck your little bitch hard."

At Jetta's words, Ranma blinked. "Well..." He gave her another slap. "Hmmm..." And another slap. "Okay!" He started to rub her ass, massaging the furry and fleshy globes.

Arching her back a little, Jetta yipped and looked back. She smiled and murred in delight. "Master's hands are soooooo goooooood."

Ranma smiled and pulled his hands off of Jetta, he positioned himself behind her, rubbing his manhood against her cunt, groaning while he did that. "Damn, you're really turned on, aren't ya?"

"Yesss..." Jetta hissed out heatedly. "I need fucking..."

Nodding his head, Ranma pierced her cunt with his hard manhood. He hissed at the warm and electric sensations that she was giving off. "Damn, so warm."

Murring loudly, Jetta thrust her hips back to get Ranma all the way into her.

Ranma groaned and smiled, he gripped the Lupina's hips and pulled her back while he thrusted forward. "Oh God! Jetta, so nice!"

Jetta murred louder and nodded her head. "Masterrr's cock is sooo big... Soooooo good... Fuck your bitch hard!"

Ranma grunted and smiled, her dirty talk was turning him on. Maybe, maybe she needed some dirty talk as well? "Really? You like this huh? You want me to fill you up? Make you mine?"

"Yesssss..." Jetta replied. "This bitch LOVES to be fucked Doggy-style. Fuck her hard and make her yourrs..." She murred happily.

Whimpering, Britanny was pulling at the chains. They were proving to be VERY effective.

Turning her head, Jetta smirked and looked at Britanny. "Master's cock is so hard... Thick... Warm... Filling... Jetta just loves Master's hard cock!"

Britanny began to pant a little, just staring at the sight of their master fucking the Lupina so hard and well. Oh, what Britanny wouldn't have given to have her master's cock between her legs then and there.

Ranma smiled and took his hands off of her hips. He leaned over and rested his front onto her back, reaching around to grope her breasts while he thrust in and out of her. "Well, then, you shall get it hard." He whispered huskily in her ear.

Jetta murred happily and took what he dished out, reveling in the feel of him so close.

Ranma kissed the back of her neck, all the while thrusting in and out, squeezing her breasts lightly, and pinching her nipples between his fingers.

At Ranma's ministrations of her breasts, the Lupina was VERY happy. "Murrrr... Does Master like my cunt?" Jetta asked as she tightened her vaginal folds. "Does Master like it more than Cheetit cunt?"

Britanny sat straight up. That little bitch was trying to push her out of the picture!

Ranma groaned. "Oh gods, you're so good Jetta. So good. I love the feel of it."

The Cheetit let out a sigh of relief. At least he didn't say he liked Lupina pussy more than a Cheetit one.

Jetta murrred and grinded her hips back. "Love the feel of your cock, Master."

Smiling, Ranma grunted and started thrusting faster. "Damn, you're such a good girl, Jetta." He kissed her neck. "Love you."

Jetta murred. Love. She longed to hear him say that to her. Howling her pride, her love for her master, Jetta came and hard! Her folds tightening around her master's manhood like a steel vice as it milked him for his seed.

Ranma gasped at the feel, he couldn't believe how hard she came, groaning out Jetta's name, he slammed his manhood into her cunt one last time, spraying thick gobs of his semen into her.

Jetta murred as she rode the crest of her orgasm. The feel of his cock. The feel of his warm seed. The fact she had beaten out Britanny. Everything was just SO good.

Watching this with a trembling lip, Britanny mewled pathetically. She wanted her master's cock sooooooo bad!

Ranma panted as he came down from his orgasm. He was sweating a bit as he looked at Jetta. "Damn," he chuckled, "that was intense!"

Panting a bit, Jetta just murred happily, as she was mostly out of it. God, she couldn't remember the last time she came so hard.

Ranma lay his head and upper body on Jetta's back, loving the feel of her furry body, he hoped she didn't mind it.

At the feel of her master's head on her shoulders, the Lupina smiled happily. Jetta loved the feel of him pressed against her so tightly.

After a moment or two, Ranma spoke up. "Hey, Jetta?"

"Murr?" Jetta asked back.

Smiling, Ranma complimented, You were great."

Jetta smiled brightly and nuzzled back against her master. "Murr..."

Ranma smiled and pulled out of Jetta. "Wanna lay on the bed and cuddle?" He blushed a bit. "I, well, wanna lay my head on your breasts tonight."

Smiling brightly, Jetta nodded her head happily. "I'd like that, Master."

Ranma smiled and pulled off of Jetta. He then lay down on the bed, next to her. Jetta murrred and hugged onto her Master, thanking her lucky stars she had him.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

His eyes blinking once, twice, Ranma yawned as he started to come to. It was another good morning... or was it early afternoon?

Raising her head, Britanny panted as she saw her master awake.

Ranma blinked, his ears already picking up the sounds of heave breathing.

The Cheetit was so turned on that she couldn't stand it. She was whimpering and moaning as she struggled against her bonds.

Raising his head, Ranma blinked at the sight. "Britanny?"

The Cheetit gave out a pathetic sounding whimper.

Ranma got off from the bed gently, as to not wake the still-sleeping Lupina. "Britanny? What's wrong?" He asked as he got close to her.

Sweating a bit, Britanny moaned and looked at him pleadingly. "Please, mMster... Tame me. I got so hot and bothered last night. Please? Just this once? You don't have to tame me after this for a few days, I promise!"

At her words, Ranma nodded his head. He felt so bad, seeing how Brit was looking. Grabbing her right shackle, he undid the lock, freeing her wrist. He kissed it gently.

Britanny whimpered, she NEEDED him badly.

Ranma felt a sting of guilt go up his spine at the sound of the whimper. It wasn't his fault, he knew it wasn't. But it made him felt bad to hear it. "Poor Brit," He mumbled as he went and undid the lock on the other shackle that helped chain Brit to the wall.

As soon as she was free, Britanny pounced on her master, purring as she rubbed her body against his. She NEEDED to be tamed and loved.

Though he was surprised to be on his back all of a sudden, Ranma calmed down easily. He hugged Britanny to him tightly and kissed her on the lips.

The Cheetit purred into the kiss, her hands were moving of their own accord and started to fondle his manhood.

Moaning into the kiss, Ranma could already feel himself becoming hard in the Cheetit's grasp.

Britanny smiled as she felt her master becoming hard. She desperately needed him in her, to scratch the itch that she was feeling.

Breaking the kiss, Ranma smiled a little shyly at his Cheetit. "How do you want it, Britanny?" He reached back with one hand and grabbed one of the errant balls of yarn still on the floor. Lifting it to Britanny he asked, "Would you like this as well?"

Britanny stared at the yarn, drooling a bit. "WEE! YARN!" She used one hand and grabbed it out of her master's hand and put it in her mouth where she started gnawing on it. As soon as she did that, she felt Ranma completely hard, so she spread her legs and lowered herself onto her master's generous tool.

Surprising Britanny, Ranma grabbed onto her ass and just thrust his erection into her. He was kissing her neck as he did that.

Britanny yowled a bit into the yarn that was in her mouth as she started to lift herself up and down on her master's rod.

Moaning in pleasure as Britanny lifted herself up and down on his shaft, Ranma groped her spotted ass quite a bit, kneading the fleshy, furry orbs in his hands.

Britanny purred as her master did that. She continued to gnaw on the yarn, even though yarn was euphoric to her, she NEEDED to get off and soon! She hugged her master to her tightly, mashing her large furry breasts to his chest, causing a gasp and moan to come from her throat.

As Britanny pressed herself against her master, Ranma pressed himself back to her tightly. He began to return the thursts in kind. Timing himself so he met Brit's thrusts when she thrusted forward.

The Cheetit yowled loudly, though it was muffled by the yarn, as her master reciprocated to her desperate coupling. Britanny's tail wagged back and forth in happiness.

Ranma continued to move his hips back and forth in the Cheetit's, loving the feeling. He could feel Brit's tail swaying between his legs again and again, so he gently brought his hand to the base of her swaying tail to give in an appreciative scratch.

Britanny let out a guttural purr as he did that to her. Her whole body shivered as she bounced up and down on her master's tool.

Ranma had a slight sheen of sweat on his skin. He was doing his best to get Britanny off as he continued to thrust in her.

Not too much later, being as aroused as she was, Britanny shuddered and moaned through the yarn as her pussy clamped down on Ranma's member, demanding his seed.

Ranma grunted as he felt the Cheetit cunt tighten around him, a very wet feeling to it. He smiled and thrust a bit more, to get himself off. This in turn prolonged the Cheetit's orgasm.

It didn't take long for Ranma to reach his peak and blow his load into her.

Britanny yowled and opened her mouth so wide that the yarn fell out of her mouth. She loved the warm feel of his seed as it filled her up. "Puuuurrrrr... Master, so warm!"

Ranma smiled and moved his hands up. When his hands were on her back, he wrapped his arms around the Cheetit and hugged her to him. "Feeling better?"

Britanny nodded her head against Ranma's chest. Purring, she answered him. "Yes, Master." She started sobbing lightly, but it wasn't in sadness, it was in happiness. "Thank you so much."

Though he was surprised by the tears, Ranma nodded his head. "Brit?" He started. "You okay?"

The Cheetit nodded and continued to purr. "Yes, Master. I'm just happy." She sniffled. "If I wasn't so greedy, I wouldn't have gotten into this mess."

Sighing, Ranma hugged Britanny to him tightly. "It's not your fault completely. I also got to admit..." Ranma blushed a bit. "I really... And I mean REALLY enjoy being with you."

Smiling, Britanny purred a bit louder at that. "Still, Master. Jetta was right. You should spend a lot more time with the other girls as well. Brianna and Sheila are attention-starved as well."

Ranma nodded. "I plan to do that as well. Brianna is gonna get her Taming tonight," He smiled. "And if I still got the energy, I'll take care of Sheila tonight too."

Britanny giggled while purring. "I think you'll have enough energy to satisfy Brianna and then let Sheila have a go at you." She smirked, even though Ranma couldn't see it. "You could always have two girls put on a little 'show' for you, Master."

Blushing Ranma said, "I think you and Jetta gave me a really good one last night."

Smiling, Britanny giggled again. "Still... If you need to recover some, you could have two girls do that for you. By the way, I think Sheila and Grave really like each other."

Ranma blinked his eyes. "You think?"

Britanny nodded. "Yeah. Remember that day when we all woke up together? You, me, Grave and Sheila."

Ranma blushed quite a bit. "Those two were having quite the time getting me to give them... What did they call it? 'Morning milk'?"

Nodding her head to that, Britanny giggled again. "Yep! Well, after you said that you loved us, and we were feeling you up while purring, Grave and Sheila were feeling each other up as much as they were you." The Cheetit smirked. "Explains why they were laying right on top of you huh?"

Ranma blinked. He hadn't thought of it that way. "I guess you're right." Smirking, Ranma rolled them over so Britanny was on her back and he was on top of her.

At her master's forwardness, Britanny blinked her eyes in surprsie.

"Such a smart little Cheetit deserved to be rewarded," He said happily. Ranma was already starting to harden again once more inside the Cheetit.

Britanny moaned at that feeling.

Suddenly, there was a low growling noise coming from inside the room.

Ranma blinked and turned his head.

There was Jetta, looking a bit peeved at him.

Blinking, Ranma asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

Her eye twitching, Jetta took a deep breath and snorted. "Ranma, you're SPOILING that titty-kitty again!"

Britanny let out a yelp of indignation. "HEY!"

Which, as one could expect, Jetta ignored.

Ranma chuckled nervously. "Uh... I'm not gonna be Taming her for a few days. I figure to give her one more Taming so she's okay."

Jetta sighed. "Yeah, but I watched as you two just got it on."

Ranma winced. "Do you want me to put you back in your ball for the moment? I'll take you out after I'm done with Brit."

Jetta tapped her finger onto the bed and shook her head. "No, I want you to let some other girl have a chance to get some sex."

Ranma nodded his head. "Sorry, Brit," He apologized to Britanny as he started to pull out of the Cheetit.

Britanny moaned a bit but nodded. Jetta WAS right after all, she WAS getting selfish and spoiled.

Jetta sighed herself. "Master, besides me and Britanny, who have you tamed the most since you became our master, and how many times have you tamed her?"

Getting up, Ranma went over to his PokéBall belt. "Let's see... I've Tamed Brit a bit. I tamed you and Sheila twice, Jetta..." Ranma blinked. "Everyone else got one time."

Staring at Ranma, Jetta nodded slowly at him. "Uh huh... Don't you think it's a LITTLE unfair to the rest of us?" Even if she knew that Ranma didn't have to treat her or the others fairly if he didn't want to, she had to bring it up for her's and the others' sakes.

Wincing, Ranma blushed a bit and nodded. "Sorry." Sighing, Ranma said, "Britanny, get dressed. I'm gonna send you back to your PokéBall, and I don't know when you'll get a chance to be out again."

Sighing, Britanny nodded sadly at him. "Okay, Master." She then went around and grabbed her clothing, putting it on slowly before going over to him and giving Ranma a kiss on the lips.

Ranma kissed Britanny back happily, and yet a definite sadness.

Rolling her eyes, Jetta sighed in annoyance. To set the two at ease, she mumbled, "Titmice problem in town, Titmice problem in town."

Holding up the PokéBall, Ranma said, "Britanny! Return!"

A red beam shot from the PokéBall and hit Britanny. The Cheetit disappeared and returned to her PokéBall.

Blushing Ranma looked at Jetta. "So has anything happened yet?"

The Lupina shook her head. "Nope, and Ranma?"

"Yeah, Jetta?" Ranma asked back, curious as to what the Lupina would say.

The older pokéwoman sighed and sat up, a downcast look in her eyes. "Ranma, Master, would you be adverse to having a child?" It had taken ALL of her courage to say something like that.

Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice. "Gee... You know, I never really thought of it much before." He sat down on the bed, unminding that they were both nude. "I... I guess it wouldn't be so bad. I don't think I'm ready for one yet, but I don't think being a parent would be a bad thing at all."

"Oh." Jetta said softly and cursed mentally. How was she going to tell him that she MAY be carrying his child if he wasn't ready for it? He'd find out sooner or later, but she didn't want to upset him. "I was, just curious is all." She went silent for a bit. "I was a mother at one time, you know."

"What?" Ranma asked as he sat up on the bed. "You were a mother?"

The Lupina sighed a bit sadly and nodded, a far off look in her eyes. "Yeah. I was. With my last tamer before I became your pokéwoman, or rather the 'other' you."

"What... What happened?" Ranma asked hesitantly. He was getting a baaaaaaaad feeling up is spine.

Jetta's eyes weren't focused on the room anymore, she was remembering what happened as she spoke. "I, I gave birth to my baby, a little boy." She smiled lightly. "I was so happy when I held him for that brief moment." Her smile faded, and a sad and depressed look came across her features. "My last master then took my son away, recalled me into my PokéBall, and when I was let out again, I saw Sextome's mother. She said I would be good 'breeding stock'."

Ranma winced. Her situation was bad enough. But leave it to his mother, even an alternate world one, to only think about grandchildren.

A lone tear fell down the Lupina's face. "I... I never even got to hold my baby long. He doesn't even know who I am. I never even got to name my son."

Hearing that last bit from Jetta, it just got to Ranma. Jetta was denied her first child. He may have been rather dense when it came to realizing emotions, but even he could see that the Lupina was hurting deeply. Hurting hard. "Aw, Jetta..." Ranma said as he crawled over to her. He hugged her tightly as he sat next to her.

The Lupina shuddered and hugged him back, crying into his shoulder. "I, I just want to hold my son, tell him that everything's going to be alright. Do all the things mothers get to do with their children. Why am I denied that?"

Ranma sighed sadly and hugged Jetta tightly. "I don't know," was all Ranma could say to answer her.

Jetta was wracked with full-body sobs as she continued to cry. "I just, I just want to find my son. I do. But I couldn't just leave the younger girls in Sextome's hands, they wouldn't have rebelled against him like I would have, and they would've been to sad and scared to comfort each other when he was done with them."

Ranma sighed and continued to hold Jetta tightly, letting her rant, and get all these things that bothered her off her chest. No, Ranma wasn't pleased by what he was hearing, but he knew Jetta needed to talk to someone about them.

Jetta sniffled, she just wanted her son, to hold him in her arms and let him know that she loved him like a mother should love her child, but that wouldn't happen. "I'll never see my baby again."

Ranma stiffened. Hearing that caused a thought to strike him. "Jetta..." He started slowly.

Sniffling, Jetta lifted her head up and looked at him, tears still falling down her face. "Yes?"

"We'll find him," Ranma said in all seriousness.

Jetta blinked at him. "Seriously?" She knew better than to get her hopes up, finding one boy in the world was like finding a needle in a haystack, except that you had a better chance at finding that needle.

Ranma nodded. "Hey, why not? I mean, I do gotta help the Diggers girls get home, but certainly we'll find something, right? You always told me that stuff about Tamer's gets recorded down through these PokéDex thingies... Shouldn't we be able to get info on your last Tamer from somewhere?"

Slowly, Jetta blinked at that concept. Why hadn't she thought of that? "Yeah, it should." Her hope came back. Maybe, just MAYBE she could find her son.

Cupping Jetta's chin with his hand, Ranma smiled. "We'll find him, Jetta. I promise. And I ALWAYS keep my promises." He then kissed Jetta on the lips.

Jetta murred and kissed him back. For some reason, she believed him. Right now, she believed he could do anything if he tried hard enough.

Ranma smiled into the kiss as he held it with Jetta.

Jetta closed her eyes and broke the kiss gently. She hugged her master and friend, melding herself to him. "Thank you." She whispered to him.

Ranma smiled a bit as he hugged Jetta back. "No need to thank me. You know I'd do my best to help you and the other girls."

At those words, Jetta shuddered and whimpered a bit. She took shuddering breaths of air.

With the Lupina's breathing, Ranma blinked. "Jetta? Are you all right?"

Jetta started to cry, and just let herself go. So many years of pain and sorrow being built up, it finally had to be let go.

Ranma sighed and held onto Jetta. He let her cry, let her release the pain and sorrow she had been holding back for years.

And so, Jetta continued to cry into his shoulder. So many years of pain and hurt that had been built up, the dam finally broke with Ranma's kind words.

His hand gently pat the Lupina's back as Ranma let her cry into his shoulder. "Shh... It's okay... Let it out, Jetta... It's all right. I won't be mad. Just let it out."

And let it out she did. Jetta just stayed like that, crying her pain out for over an hour.

Personally, Ranma was surprised Jetta hadn't set off his curse.

After the hour was up, Jetta's sobs tapered off and she just relaxed against him. It was rather unusual to see a large pokéwoman get comforted by a smaller male, but that's what happened in this case.

"Feel better?" Ranma asked tentatively as he hugged Jetta.

The Lupina sighed and nodded, hugging him back. "Thank you, thank you for everything," Jetta said honestly

Ranma smiled. "I told you, you don't have to thank me. I'm glad to help."

Jetta smiled at him and sighed happily.

Ranma smiled and continued to hug Jetta. Looking into her eyes for a moment, Ranma kissed the Lupina.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

She sighed and lay her head against the crook of her master's neck. All that crying a bit ago had worn her out emotionally. The Lupina just sighed and curled up on her master's lap, murring a bit happily. "Thank you," She whispered to him.

Blinking his eyes in surprise, Ranma just held Jetta. "Thank me? For what? You know I'd help you in anyway I can, Jetta," He smiled a bit more. "I already promised you and the other girls."

Nuzzling him softly, Jetta smiled lightly. "Because you're so kind. I," she blushed a bit, "I have to say I'm jealous of all the attention you were giving Britanny, and I'm sure the others are as well. We all want your kindness, Ranma." Whispering a bit low, she repeated herself. "We all want your kindness."

Wincing, Ranma sighed a little ashamed. "Sorry, Jetta..." He apologized again. "I just... Well... Britanny was so fun and caring. I mean, she REALLY helped me get over a lot of uncomfortable feelings I had about doing this." He chuckled. "I guess you could say she was also training me to be a 'real' Tamer."

"Well, you could have had any of us train you, Ranma." Jetta countered, but not harshly. "And, I'm sorry for acting like that, but like I said, I was jealous, as I'm sure the rest of the harem is."

Ranma chuckled rather nervously. "Guess I'll have to make sure you girls get some Taming in then, huh?"

Nodding her head, Jetta murred lightly. "Yeah." She breathed out. "More Tamings are a good thing."

With those words, it was then that a realization hit Ranma. He was in a bed. Jetta was sitting on his lap. And both of them were naked! Smiling, Ranma asked, "How about we start with you?"

The Lupina murred happily at that. "Really?" Jetta lifted her head up to look at him.

Smiling, Ranma hugged Jetta to him as she sat in his lap. His hands gently went to her sweet spot to rub as he answered, "Really."

Murring louder, Jetta smiled and leaned her head up to kiss him on the lips. "Thank you," She moaned as Ranma scratched her sweet spot a bit.

Smiling at Jetta's murring, Ranma kissed the Lupina on the nose as his hands kept rubbing.

Jetta murred more loudly at that. Smirking a bit, she ran her hands down to Ranma's member and started to stroke it softly.

Ranma moaned a little in pleasure. He lowered his head to kiss the top of her breasts as his hands went to really rub the area above her tail, her 'sweet spot'.

Moaning, the Lupina started panting as her master worked her over. She squeezed his member while stroking it, getting it to full mast quickly.

Moaning as his member was masterfully stroked by his Alpha pokégirl, Ranma huskily asked, "Jetta, if it's okay... Can we try a position besides 'Doggy-style'?"

Jetta smirked at him. "It's my favorite position, but we can try something different. What did you have in mind?"

Ranma blushed. "Nothing really. But if Doggy-style is your favorite, we can do that again," his blushed deepened. "You do have a beautiful ass."

Smiling brightly, the Alpha's tail wagging back and forth quite happily, Jetta murred and kissed him. "Thank you. But if you want to try another position, Ranma. You can."

Nodding his head, Ranma said, "Thank you."

Slowly, Ranma began to move the Lupina off of his lap. His arms behind her still, he made sure to lay Jetta on her back gently on the bed.

Jetta shrugged a bit and kissed him on the neck. "You're the master, I'm just your sex-toy. You can do what you want with me." She smiled softly. "But I do love the fact that you treat us like real humans."

Looking Jetta over, Ranma smiled sadly at how these pokégirls looked down upon themselves. "Well you're human to me."

Jetta blinked and wondered how he could see someone, who obviously looked like a wolf girl could look human.

Smiling, Ranma leaned forward to kiss Jetta's bellybutton, his tongue occasionally sticking out to tease it. While he did this, his hands squeezed the Lupina's breasts.

The Lupina moaned and murred as her master did that. "OOooooh!" She absolutely LOVED it when he tweaked and tugged at her nipples.

Smiling, Ranma kept up his handwork on her breasts as he began to move his body up to be parallel with hers. It was then that Ranma's manhood brushed against the Lupina's furry inner-thigh, making a beeline for her pussy.

Jetta moaned out a bit more loudly at that. Her body trembled in want as she felt her master send her body on a wild ride. "Ooooh! Master, please, give it to me! Give it to your little bitch! She needs your hot cock in her pussy!" To emphasize this, she whimpered and bucked her hips in want.

Ranma smiled and when he was parallel to Jetta completely, his manhood dove right into her hot, wet folds to the hilt. Moaning in delight, Ranma grinded his manhood in her molten honey-pot.

Howling in pure delight, Jetta wrapped her legs around her master's waist, to try and get him to go into her deeper. "MUUUURRRRRRRR! So good, Master." She breathed out huskily.

Ranma smiled and grinded his hips a bit more before going to thrusting. Kissing Jetta deeply, his tongue invaded her mouth, feeling all about and practically cleaning her tonsils.

Her tail wagging back and forth, Jetta accepted the kiss and returned it with vigor. She hugged him to her tightly and just relished in the feeling of his body against hers. She grinded her hips into his a bit more, causing the two of them to moan in pleasure.

Smiling, Ranma grinded his hips a bit more, his hands caressing her breasts at times gently, and then rough at the right moments.

Murring QUITE happily, Jetta bucked her hips lightly, hoping that he would get the message as all she could do was moan and murr at that moment.

Ranma groaned at the feel and surprisingly, got the message! He began to thrust back and forth in Jetta's folds, his thumbs and forefingers pinching her nipples tightly.

Jetta gasped and murred as she felt her master slide in and out of her. She especially loved the feel of him playing with her breasts, it made her feel young again. "Ooooh! M-m-m-m-master... Yessss... Fuck me! Fuck your little slut puppy! Screw my little pussy!" She moaned out breathlessly, talking dirty to get them both more excited.

Ranma grunted and began to thrust faster and faster in her. "God, I love your pussy... So hot and tight... Mmm... Yeah..." He began to nibble at her jawbone, squeezing her breasts a bit as well. "Does my thick cock suit your tight hot pussy, Jetta? I think it does."

Closing her eyes and tilting her head back a bit, Jetta moaned out. "Oooooh! Master's big, thick, long cock fills me up so good! Please, bang your bitch until She can't stand it anymore!" She moaned out while bucking her hips into his own.

Ranma smiled, a sheen of sweat on his forehead. He began to thrust harder and faster. He brought one of his hands down from her breast and to her clit. He began to rub the little nub of nerves quickly.

Arching her back and yelping in surprise, Jetta shuddered and started to thrash underneath him. "Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me good!" She begged of him.

Smiling, Ranma began thrusting harder and harder, while using one hand to pinch her nipple as the other pinched her clit tightly. Smirking, he realized one breast was going without attention. "Can't have that," He though as he brought his head down to kiss, lick, and bite her nipple.

Jetta murred, thrashed and shuddered. "UGH! MASTER! AHHH!" She shuddered almost violently and came, her pussy clamping down on Ranma's member like a vice.

Ranma moaned loudly and started cumming along with Jetta. He kept thrusting and thrusting as they both came, prolonging and intensifying the pleasurable sensations for both of them.

Her eyes rolling to the back of her head, Jetta murred as she felt that hot, sticky substance fill her up.

Panting, Ranma was trying to catch his breath. "You're... Great..." Ranma complimented as he began to pull out of her...

...And then a smile creeped up on his features. "But... We're not done yet." Surprising the Lupina, Ranma then began to roll Jetta onto her stomach.

Blinking her eyes in surprise, Jetta murred. "Oh?"

Lifting her hips up to get her Ranma smiled. "I said I'd make it up to you pokégirls, and I intend to!"

Jetta smirked at that. "Okay then."

His smile widening, Ranma said, "And I think someone told me they just loved doggy-style." Smiling still, Ranma then thrust his manhood into Jetta's pussy from behind. He gave her ass an appreciative slap.

Jetta murred at that. "Ooooh!"

Slapping her ass again, Ranma pulled back and thrust forward. "Gonna give my little bitch all she can handle... Gonna fuck her 'til she can't stand," Ranma smiled teasingly. "After all, she asked for it," he gave her ass another slap and thrust in, HARD!

Jetta yelped out as Ranma slammed into her, causing her body to jolt. "Oh yes! MURRR!"

Ranma smiled and continued to thrust. He then realized Jetta's tail was brushing against his chest as it wagged. Smirking, Ranma grabbed the base and used it to help pull her body back towards him as he thrust forward; allowing him to go deeper into the Lupina.

The Lupina yelped out and moaned louder and louder at that. She couldn't believe how assertive and aggressive her master was to having sex with her... Not that she was complaining. "MUURRR! OH GODS!"

Thrusting harder and harder into the Lupina's folds, Ranma reached one hand forward to rub and scratch her sweet-spot while the other hand continued to pull the Jetta's tail back towards him at the right moments. "Does the little slut-puppy like the big, meaty 'bone' she's getting?" Ranma asked teasingly.

Jetta had her eyes closed while she moaned as her master plundered her folds. "OH YES! More! Bang your bitch with your bone, Master! FUCK ME!"

Nodding his head, Ranma just thrust harder and faster into her folds. His hand never left her sweet-spot, teasing and being assertive with it non-stop. He intended to make her really horny.

And that he did, as Jetta's body was ablaze as her master pounded her from behind. She shuddered and couldn't stand it much longer. "OOOOH! I'm gonnAH! AH! CUMMING!" Jetta moaned as her pussy clamped down on Ranma's member, milking him for the seed that she so desired.

Ranma moaned as he felt the Lupina come all around his manhood. Thrusting harder and faster as his folds milked him, she got it all right. He blew his load into the Lupina's womb in thick, hot spurts.

Jetta murred more as she felt that hot seed fill her up. The Lupina was so turned on that she was howling at the feel.

Ranma smiled. He loved that feel of her pussy and the sound of her howling. "Glad you enjoy it, Jetta," Ranma's smiled widened. "Because we're not done yet." He pulled out of the Lupina's pussy and was already aligning his soaked manhood at her rosebud.

Trying to catch her breath, Jetta panted deeply. "But, Master, what about Brianna and the others tonight?" Sure, she loved this, but she was supposed to look out for the rest of the harem.

Smiling, Ranma thrust hard into the Lupina's backdoor, derailing her comment. "Maybe you can let me sleep in instead of making me do bookwork during the afternoon?" Ranma asked hopefully as he grinded his cock inside her furry ass.

Howling, Jetta grinded her ass against his hips. "Uhhh! Have to teach you some more about this world. And there's, uh, those Titmice, ooooh!"

Sweating a little, Ranma began to rub her sweet-spot again. "B-but I know my studies." He smiled. "The Alpha Pokégirl gets it the most. AND! YOU! ARE! MY! ALPHA!" Ranma punctuated each word with a hard thrust in the Lupina's sweet ass.

Jetta's body jolted from each hard thrust into her ass. "OOOOH! M-m-m-m-master... Ride your bitch hard! Screw her asshole! MAKE ME FEEL IT!"

Sweating a little, Ranma smiled and nodded his head. "All right!" He said as he gave her ass a slap, making it jiggle. "I'll have you creaming!" Ranma thrust hard and gave her ass another firm slap. "I'll have you wanting my cock so badly, the very sight will make you cream!" He shouted as he began thrusting his cock harder and faster in her ass, occasionally using a hand to slap her fleshy, furry globes.

Jetta moaned and shuddered as she felt him pound away at her rosebud. "Oh yes! This little slut, uhhh, puppy wants to feel it! Screw me! Make me sore!"

"Will do!" Ranma said as his hands grasped her ass tightly! He began to thrust back and forth in her ass with abandon, just loving the incredibly tight feel back there.

Yelping in delight, Jetta could feel her juices falling out of her pussy and onto the bed as her master screwed her from behind. It just felt so incredible to her.

Smiling, Ranma continued to fuck his Lupina hard and fast up her ass. As he did, he leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back. He kissed her ear for a moment, before whispering, "Love you, Jetta."

The Lupina shuddered and climaxed at those words. Being starved for love the majority of her life, Jetta couldn't help but cream at those words. She arched her back and howled to the moon practically...

...However, it was morning, so the sun got her praises.

Gritting his teeth, Ranma blew another load into the Lupina's ass. Jetta just felt SO good to him.

Jetta shuddered and murred as she felt her master's load fill her bowels to the brim. "MURRR!" A certain though that went through the Lupina's head was that this was the most intense Taming she had in over a decade. Gods, it made her feel so alive! So young!

Grinding his cock into her rosebud some more, Ranma's slick member started to slowly pull out of Jetta. Smiling, he began to rub her back with his hand. "Feeling better?"

The Lupina slumped to the bed a bit, feeling tired, sore, VERY sore, sticky and dirty. Yet, Jetta couldn't recall the last time that she have felt this good. "Uh huh""

Ranma smiled and continued to rub the Lupina's back. "Good. I wanted to make up my stupidity of the past two days to you." He gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Jetta murred sleepily. "Thank you," She mumbled before dozing off. God! She couldn't recall the last time she felt THIS good... Wait, yes she could. It was when she held her son. That's when, even if the joy she felt wasn't from sex.

Ranma blinked as he realized his Lupina had just fallen asleep. "Seems like she has the right idea," Ranma said with a smile. He then lay down next to Jetta and went to sleep alongside her.

Ranma and Jetta wake up...

...And it's night! "We missed the entire day!?"

"Um... Oops?"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma smiled as he woke up slightly. He cuddled into the warm, furry pillows that his head was resting on. The action caused said 'pillows' to moan lightly in her sleep. Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice, thrice. "Wait a minute..."

Cuddling with his 'pillows' again, said 'pillows' moaned in her sleep again. "Mmmm..."

Ranma blinked and opened his eyes fully. Seeing the brown fur and the definitely full female nipples, Ranma blushed again. Memories of what happened before going to sleep reached his sleep-addled mind. He lifted his head slowly, so that he didn't wake his partner and smiled softly upon seeing her content facial expression.

Looking her over, Ranma sighed. God. She was such a beauty. For someone that was supposed to be in her mid-thirties, Ranma would have sworn she couldn't have looked more than a few years older than him.

Frowning lightly at the loss of head and contact, Jetta moved her body until she was snuggling up to him again, this time, she had her arms wrapped around him as she sighed in her sleep.

Ranma blinked. Well, at least he could tell his Lupina loved him. "Gee, I wonder what time it is," Ranma thought curiously. However, he could not see a clock in the room. Hell, he couldn't see past the Lupina's furry breasts!

Blinking, Ranma saw some red and orange light bathing the room from the window, indicating it was dusk. After all, all he had to do was look up at the ceiling. Blinking his eyes again, Ranma mumbled, "Wow. It was just early morning last I knew. I missed breakfast and lunch!" Ranma was just shocked. He wasn't one to miss a meal!

Though, for some reason, he wasn't that hungry at the moment, which just shocked the poor bastard even more!

However, Ranma's self worry was stopped at a small voice. "Please..." Whimpered Jetta in her sleep. "Please... My baby. Please. I want my baby."

Hearing that, Ranma froze a little. Was Jetta having a nightmare?

The Lupina whimpered a bit more in her sleep. "I'm so sorry... Please? Please?" She whined out pathetically. "My baby, I want my baby." Tears started to fall down her face. "I want my baby."

Ranma sighed. He couldn't stand to hear her beg. Breaking away from her breasts, Ranma crawled up the Lupina's body so her could kiss her on the lips.

Feeling that, Jetta relaxed quite a bit and started murring in her sleep, her tail wagging back and forth slowly as she relaxed.

Smiling playfully as he broke the kiss, Ranma lowered his head to her pointed ear. "Wake up, Jetta," He whispered as he kissed her ear.

Moaning a bit and squirming, Jetta blinked her eyes open and stretched a bit. "Whaaaaa?" She yawned out. "Huh? What time is it?" She blinked and looked all around. Her face felt like it was just FILTHY, even though it probably wasn't.

Ranma smiled. "Dusk."

Jetta blinked and smiled at her master when her eyes completely focused in on him. She then blinked when she heard him answer her question. "We slept the WHOLE day?" She asked in wonderment.

Chuckling nervously, Ranma answered, "Yeah. Just you, me, and a nice warm bed."

Blinking, Jetta REALLY didn't know how to answer that. Nodding her head slowly she turned to the side and flopped onto her back. "I see." She wasn't one for sleeping all day long if she could help it, but she couldn't recall the last time she had felt so relaxed.

Ranma blinked his eyes as Jetta turned her head away from him. "Did I do something wrong?"

Jetta turned to him and smiled. "No, nothing. I was just trying to remember the last time I felt so relaxed." She stretched as she lay flat on her back. "And I couldn't."

Ranma blinked. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

Closing her eyes and sighing a bit, Jetta shrugged. "I, I don't know really." She giggled a bit.

Smiling, Ranma said, "I love the sound of your giggle."

The Lupina looked at him. "Really?"

Nodding his head, Ranma said, "Yeah. The first night I was here on this planet, your giggle was the first comforting sound I heard," He smirked and looked at Jetta with a half-lidded gaze. "Even if you were making fun of me at the time," He said rather teasingly.

The Lupina giggled at him again. Jetta was finding that it was rather funny. "Heh heh. Well, you were rather funny to me and all."

Ranma smiled as he lay beside the Lupina. "No problem, Jetta. I had you to guide me."

Jetta sighed. "Actually, Ranma. I have to thank you."

Blinking his eyes, Ranma asked, "Oh? For what?"

She looked at him and smiled lightly. "Well, all my life, at least while I was a pokégirl and now a pokéwoman, I hadn't been seen as an equal at all. The closest I came to it was when I had my son with my last Tamer." Jetta sighed softly. "And yet, here you come, a rookie out of nowhere, free me and the rest from one of the most evil Tamers alive and you treat us like equals... Well, almost equals, considering everything with Britanny." She added on a moment later.

Ranma winced again, and reeled back as if he was hit. "I'm sorry about that, okay? I'm trying to make it up to you girls, honest!"

Jetta winced and sighed. "I know. And, I'm sorry. Just a natural rivalry I have with Brit. Being what we are and all."

"Cats and dogs?" Ranma asked seriously.

"Good analogy." Jetta giggled out.

Ranma began to smile again. "Damn, I really love that giggle."

The Lupina smiled a bit more at that. "Well, then I guess I'll have to giggle more often." Jetta sighed a bit and looked at Ranma. "Do you honestly think you can find my son?"

Ranma nodded his head. "I'm not completely sure about the workings of this world just yet. But if these PokéDex things are as important as you make them out to be, then we might find out about your kid by following the trace of that Thabian guy's license, or whatever. I mean, I know they made me scan mine in at the front door of the PokéCenter before I could enter and sign up for a room."

Sighing deeply, Jetta just nodded her head. Even if a spark of hope had come back to her life because of that, she didn't dare keep her hopes up too much. Even if she found her son, he wouldn't know her, hell, she had only seen him for a brief period herself, and she wondered what he looked like.

Seeing his Lupina seem to become down-trodden again, Ranma moved over to Jetta and hugged her. "Don't worry Jetta. I promise you, I'll do my best."

Jetta hugged him back and sighed, although it was one that didn't have a touch of sadness or depression in it. "Ranma..." She hugged him tightly. "I... I... I think I love you."

Ranma blinked his eyes. Once, twice, thrice. A Smile blossomed on hi features as he hugged her back tightly. "I love you too, Jetta. You and all my pokégirls. I love you all so much."

Murring happily, Jetta smiled and hugged her master and love. She didn't know if she would find her son anytime soon, but she knew that she would do anything for her master at that moment. She completely ignored the little voice in the back of her head to tell him about her possibly being pregnant.

Smiling as he hugged her, a thought came to Ranma, realizing how both of them were nude. "Hey, Jetta? How are you set for Taming?" Ranma asked curiously.

At her master's question, Jetta blinked for a moment before she smiled at him. "Murr... I'd like it... But what about Brianna? She needs it."

Ranma nodded his head. "I intended to take care of Brianna tonight." He smiled. "I was just asking if you really needed anymore, or if I should get to Brianna?"

Looking up, Jetta smiled at him softly. "I would like another taming, but I can wait until tomorrow. Brianna can't. She'll go crazy inside her PokéBall."

Ranma nodded his head. "Right. But first, we should get dressed."

Blinked her eyes, Jetta nodded slowly. "Okay."

Smiling, Ranma was reaching over for the vid-phone on the nightstand near the bed. "Because I'm gonna order room service and get us a small dinner." His smile widening, Ranma asked, "Anything in particular you'd like?"

Jetta smiled at that and nodded. Getting off of the bed, she gathered up her clothes and got dressed. "Hmm... Well... Steak!" She started to drool out.

Ranma nodded his head. "Sure. But hold on." Walking over to Jetta, Ranma began to help her dress, if only to cope a few feels on her.

Yes, if Happosai had been there, the old lech would have been damn proud.

Smiling at her Tamer, Jetta gave him a kiss on the cheek. "See? You CAN act like a real Ramer."

Chuckling a bit, Ranma said, "Only in private..." He blushed a bit more. "And only with you girls." Still blushing, Ranma leaned forward to kiss Jetta on the lips.

Jetta murred into the kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Ranma smiled at her. "I better not do much more, or else I'll end up screwing you until neither of us can move again." He whispered huskily. Gathering his clothes, Ranma asked his Lupina, "Care to help me get dressed?"

The Lupina smiled and goosed his butt. "Heh, I don't know if that would be a bad thing." Smiling Jetta gave Ranma's ass a few good squeezes. "I can see why Tits was so addicted to you. You're like a drug."

Blushing quite a bit, Ranma nodded his head slowly; squirming to Jetta's squeezes. "I could say the same for you girls."

Jetta smiled more and hugged him from behind. Kissing his ear, she gave him a lick there. "Heh, we're meant to be like this. But you're one of a kind to me, Ranma."

Ranma smiled . "Heh. I'm glad to hear," He then smirked. "But care to help me get dressed? I can't order dinner while nude, since with these vid-phones they can see me."

Jetta nodded and bent down to grab his boxers, but not without nipping and licking at his buns.

Ranma moaned a little. Damn, he liked when she did that.

Jetta pulled up his boxers over his hips and then reached down to pull his pants up. "Heh, Master's getting lazy." She giggled at him again. God, she REALLY felt young around him.

Ranma blushed. Smiling, he countered, "Weren't you and Gina telling me the other day just how being the Alpha makes you important to the Tamer?" He asked teasingly.

Jetta smirked. "Well, yeah... But the Alpha is only as good as the Master they like."

Ranma nodded. "Well, I'll have to be the best master I can for you then," He said as he turned his head to give Jetta a kiss on the cheek.

Jetta smiled at that and let him kiss her cheek.

Suddenly, two stomachs growled out in hunger.

"Eh heh..." Ranma chuckled. "I guess I better order us some dinner!"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Dressed for having eaten dinner. Ranma sat back on the bed as he held Jetta's PokéBall in his hand. Dinner had been, surprisingly, very relaxing with just him and Jetta eating together...

And filling! Damn, he really needed that. Who knew Taming could make one so damn hungry?

Ah well. At least Jetta hadn't put up a fight about going back into her PokéBall for the night. But he'd have felt bad about her having to watch while he tamed Brianna. After all, she had been annoyed earlier about watching him tame Brit, and he knew how pokégirls could get watching. Britanny had been a mess earlier that day before he finally got to taming her.

Placing Jetta's PokéBall back on his PokéBelt, Ranma then looked for Brianna's. When his hand found it, he took hold of the PokéBall and threw it with an accompanying cry of, "Brianna! I Screw You!"

As the PokéBall popped open, there was a light show of red and soon stood a female figure in the room with Ranma. Smiling at the G-Splice, the pigtailed Tamer said, "Heya, Brianna."

Looking about, Brianna purred when she saw her master. "Hey, Master. Is it time for a taming?"

"That it is!" Ranma said happily.

"Yay!" Brianna cried out in happiness, jumping up and down a bit, causing her breasts to bounce.

Ranma smiled. He walked towards her and began to unbutton her khaki shorts.

The G-Splice purred and let her master take off her pants.

Smiling, Ranma said, "Been awhile since I tamed you," He smiled wider as he pulled down her shorts, loving the site of her blue panties. "And I think you'll be glad to know I got better."

Brianna smiled at that. "Oooh!" She bent her knees down so that she was on eye-level with her master, and she kissed him, purring the whole time.

Smiling, Ranma kissed Brianna back. She was rather hot, and she had such a nice personality.

The G-Splice pushed Ranma back onto the floor, so that he was on his back and she was laying on top of him, she never broke the kiss, but she rested her body on his.

Ranma smiled and just held her for a while as he kissed her. He could wait a bit more. After all, with her panties between her thighs her ass was exposed. So Ranma had a nice fleshy bit to play with. His hands went to her ass to massage them.

The blonde girl purred a bit louder at that. She loved how her master was playing with her fleshy buns more and more. She mentally had to congratulate the rest of the harem for teaching their master how to be a better lover.

Smiling, Ranma took his hands off her ass and rolled them over. He got off of Brianna, kneeling beside her. He then began to undress her fully. Taking the shorts and panties off of her legs, and lifting the tank-top. He smiled as her breasts were revealed to him. He couldn't help but kiss one as his other hand went to massage the other.

Closing her eyes, Brianna purred and mewled as her master worked on her breasts. Being part Cheetit, her breasts were a VERY sensitive point for her. Of course, so was the back of her neck.

Continuing his work on her breasts a bit more, Ranma reluctantly pulled back from her. Standing up, he began to undo his own clothing, getting his shirt off, and his pants down.

Brianna moaned a bit in disappointment when Ranma pulled back from her breasts, but then she licked her lips upon seeing him strip. As soon as his boxers and pants were down, Brianna was on her hands and knees, she crawled a bit to him, reached out and started to stroke his semi-hard manhood, getting it fully hard quickly.

Ranma smiled as he felt Brianna jerk him off to full hardness rather quickly. "So, how do you want it, Bri?" Ranma honestly asked.

Brianna smiled back at him, she stood up and gave him a VERY passionate kiss. The whole time she was purring.

Moaning a little, Ranma smiled and kissed back as good as he was getting. Again, his hands went to her ass, to squeeze the fleshy orbs.

Brianna purred a bit louder as Ranma did that to her. She was getting wetter, and wetter by the moment.

Breaking the kiss, Ranma said, "You still haven't answered my question, Bri."

Winking at her master, Brianna answered, "I know, Master." She pretended to think about it for awhile until she snapped her fingers. "Well..." She got on her hands and knees, lowering her upper body to the floor and raising her ass high into the air, wiggling it around enticingly.

Smiling, Ranma walked over to Brianna. He gave her ass a firm slap. His eyes widened and watched as her ass jiggled.

The pokégirl cooed as her master did that. "OOOooh, slap me more, Master." She begged.

Getting onto his knees, Ranma blinked. "Uh, okay," He said, right before giving her ass another firm slap.

Brianna moaned as he did that to her.

Ranma smiled. There was something about the way Brianna's ass jiggled that he liked seeing. So he gave her ass a third slap.

The G-Splice was purring so loudly that Ranma thought that there was an air-conditioner in the room.

Ranma smiled. He experimentally gave Brianna's ass a fourth and a fifth slap. The skin was turning a pinkish hue as it still jiggled.

Through it all, Brianna purred, she started wagging her ass back and forth even more enticingly.

Ranma smiled. He moved his hips forward. However, he did not enter her. His manhood was instead lying along the crack of her ass; between her fleshy buns.

Brianna shuddered in pure pleasure, and they hadn't even gotten to the best part yet! "PURRR! Master! You got a lot better."

Smiling, Ranma said, "Thank you," and began grinding his hips up and down along her crack. He continued to slap her ass.

The G-Splice started grinding her ass back against Ranma's hips while she purred and moaned in delight.

Ranma moaned. It felt so good and he wasn't even inside her yet! Smiling, he continued to buck his hips along her ass crack, between the fleshy globes. He continued to occasionally give her ass a slap, reveling in the sight of her butt jiggling.

Through it all, Brianna was purring QUITE happily. Her pussy juices were traveling down from her snatch, down her thighs and to the floor, reminding her of one thing she needed quickly.

Ranma smiled. He was intent to give Brianna two orgasms. One this way, with his manhood between her buns, and then again as she was needing it. "Cum, Bri," Ranma encouraged as he moved his hips up and down along her ass faster and faster. "Cum for me, cutie."

Brianna shuddered at those words, she was so close... "Master... Kiss my neck, or play with my breasts, please?"

Ranma nodded his head. His hands went around and under Brianna as he continued to grind his hips along her butt. When his hands were under her breasts, he massaged them, pinching the nipples between his fingers lightly.

Brianna shuddered and groaned lightly as she experienced a mini-orgasm. It was a small one, but it was one none-the-less. "Ugh... Master... So good." And hell, this was just what he was doing to her body WITHOUT sticking his manhood into her.

Smiling, this turned Ranma on greatly for some reason. In fact, it even got Ranma to orgasm a little, his load plopping up and actually spreading about her ass a bit.

Brianna could feel the hot stick seed spread about her ass. This caused her to shudder in delight. "Mew!" She realized that she was good enough to get her master to cum with her, and neither one had gotten to the hot and heavy stuff yet. "Am I good, Master? Mew?"

"Really good," Ranma said heatedly. His hands were on her hips. "Stay still, Brianna. I'm gonna clean off your ass."

Smiling, Brianna nodded at that.

Though she could not see it, Ranma shuddered. He intending of cleaning her up, but not as she expected. Ranma had done it for Brit and knew it was a turn on for her. Perhaps Bri would like it as well. Leaning forward, Ranma used his tongue to lick along Brianna's ass, pooling his own seed onto his tongue to clean her off.

Brianna blinked at that. She didn't expect Ranma to do something so... Unexpected... Erotic for her. Yowling and purring, the feel was turning her on immensely.

Ranma continued to lick about the G-Splice's fleshy ass, cleaning her off until he had gotten off of his seed off of her.

While he had licked her ass clean, Brianna's pussy was leaking out a lot of juices as she was turned on immensely. "Puuurrrrrr... Master... So good."

Ranma smiled and got behind Brianna. His manhood was still hard as he held it, aligning it with her pussy. "Ready, Bri?"

Nodding her head, the G-Splice purred loudly. She spread her legs a bit to give Ranma better access to her glistening pussy lips. "Please, hurry."

Ranma smiled and pushed the head of his manhood into her. When it was in, he took his hands away and just thrust the rest of his length in to the hilt. He began to grind his manhood into her pussy as he laid his chest against her back; his hands going around to once again play with her breasts.

Of course, both underestimated how turned on the G-Splice was. As soon as his hips met her ass, and when he grabbed her breasts, Brianna moaned out as she orgasmed again. It wasn't a powerful one, but it was still an orgasm. "OH! MASTER! PURR!"

Ranma smiled and just thrust back and forth in her as the G-Splice orgasmed. He was hoping to prolong that orgasm for her.

Brianna shuddered as her master thrust in and out of her twat. She started yowling as her orgasm was prolonged extensively.

Seeing Brianna thrash beneath him, Ranma smiled and continued to thrust.

Brianna was a little confused as she was feeling. She never even had time to come down from her high when she felt herself building up towards another climax. "PUURRRR!" Maybe it had something to do with the kindness that her master was showing her? Maybe that's why she was getting off so easily?

Smiling, Ranma's hands began to pinch her nipples once more with his thumbs and forefingers. Smiling, Ranma leaned forward and began to kiss the back of Brianna's neck as well.

Brianna cried out in pleasure and thrust her hips back against her master's as he continued to feed his generous tool to her hungry pussy.

Ranma smiled. "Damn. You feel so hot, Bri," He complimented happily. Smiling more, he began to thrust harder and faster, never taking his hands away from her breasts.

Brianna shuddered. "Thank you, Master." She couldn't recall ever being so turned on and enjoying it until she and Ranma had tamed that first time in the cave.

Ranma smiled and began to kiss the back of her neck again.

"Master, please? Promise to never leave me?" Brianna moaned out to him as she gasped in pleasure.

Ranma smiled. "I'll never leave you, Bri," He kissed her ear. "Honest," he said as he then began to lick along the rim of her ear.

Brianna 'mmm'ed at that. "Thank you, Master." She yowled in pleasure as he started to pick up the tempo in and out of her molten depths. "Mmmmasterrr... You're sooo good to me! Never want to lose you! Want you to love me!" She moaned and blabbered out as she continued to be pleasured from behind.

Ranma smiled and thrust faster and harder into her. "And I do love you, Bri." He brought one hand up to help turn her head back a little. He began to kiss her back. And to Brianna's delight, he still had the taste of his seed in his mouth.

A little bit more of this and it was too much for the G-Splice, the taste of her master in her mouth, his hands on her breasts, the pounding she was taking from behind and his words of true kindness sent her over the edge. Breaking the kiss and screaming in pleasure, her pussy clamped down on Ranma's member hard, milking him for his seed.

Moaning loudly with her, Ranma went over the edge with the G-Splice. His manhood blew a load into her molten depths as he continued to thrust, prolonging their orgasms for the both of them.

Mewling and purring, Brianna shuddered as her body was continuously wracked by her orgasm. "OH, MASTER! PUURRRR!"

Ranma groaned and continued to pleasure her body. He could see Bri was DEFINITELY enjoying all this.

After a bit, the two came down from their orgasms. Brianna was purring like a contented kitty cat, she was QUITE happy at the moment.

Ranma panted deeply to catch his breath, hugging Brianna to him tightly.

Brianna panted and smiled. "So good, Master."

Ranma smiled brightly. "So were you, Brianna." He kissed the back of her neck again. "My first time, my best time."

Smiling widely, Brianna shuddered in delight at that. "Purr! Thank you!"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Dawn had barely come to the Buckshiny region. It was still an hour or two before daybreak.

In his quarters, Stryyp'Gia was cuddling Archon as they slept.

Stryyp smiled in his sleep. He was holding onto his Megami, and he could feel his Enchantress hugging him from behind, even as he slept.

However, after a few more moments, Archon stirred from her sleep and sat up as she felt something. "What the?"

Indeed. Something just felt 'off' to the Megami... It was as if the scales of the planet around her was... Unbalanced.

Slipping out of bed silently, (she didn't want to wake her Tamer after all) Archon made her way to the window, unminding that she was naked, and looked out into the town. "Hopefully, I can make some sense of what I'm feeling." She thought to herself seriously.

Looking out into the city, it was still dark. However, there was some light as there were street-lamps still on. But there was nothing. The streets were deserted, and there was only the sound of the wind to greet her ears.

Expanding her senses, the Megami hoped to find what was troubling her.

And her senses soared through the city. She could feel all about the town. People and their pokégirls sleep as peacefully as they could. Only the NurseJoys in the PokéCenter she was at, and a few police officers and OfficerJennys were up. And those policemen were in the Greenpeace Police Department four blocks over.

Yet... Something was off...

Frowning, Archon expanded her senses to go out of town and gasped as her senses bombarded her with information coming from the north of town. "It can't be... There's so many of them!"

Indeed. Though they were still a ways off, they WERE approaching the town. Going through the Blueballs Forest, a place named for its blue foliage, they were heading for Greenpeace.

Titmice.

Hundreds of them.

And mixed among their numbers were others... The river going through the forest had Poolmice and amongst the titmice were numerous Vesta and a few Ninjanezumi. In other words, a whole lotta vermin pokégirls.

Archon gulped. Oh gods did this suck. She turned to her tamer and went back to his bed. She shook her master's shoulder urgently, trying to wake him. "Master Stryyp! Master Stryyp!"

Groaning as he was taken away from sleep, Stryyp grumbled. "Hnn?" Sitting up, Stryyp rubbed his eyes. "Nnn... What time is it?"

Archon shook him some more. "Master, the Titmice are coming, no wait, they're almost here! And there's more than just Titmice! It's a swarm!"

That brought the tigress-genomed Tamer to a better state of alertness. "What?"

Archon nodded her head frantically. "Yes! There's hundreds of Titmice alone! But there's also other vermin pokégirls in there!" She whimpered a bit. "Including NinjaNezumi." Even though she was a Megami, she WAS Psychic-type pokégirl, and NinjaNezumi were Dark-type pokégirls; she was at a disadvantage against them.

Stryyp frowned. He knew his Megami could handle most Titmice, but any pokégirl of the Dark element would give Archon trouble. Moving his legs over the side of the bed, Stryyp stood up. He walked over to his clothing in the corner to get dressed. "We better get ready."

At the loss of body-contact with her master, Tanya began to awaken. Yawning, the Enchantress rubbed her eyes. "What time is it?"

Archon nodded and went to gather her clothes. "Do you think we should get Ranma's help, Stryyp?" Archon then blinked at the sound of the female voice. "Sorry, Tanya, it's morning, but we have a problem."

"Problem?" The Enchantress asked. The answer she got was her Tamer throwing her dress over to her. It landed over Tanya's head.

"Get dressed, Tanya," Stryyp said. He was alrady carrying Archon's clothing to her. "We have a very difficult PokéBattle ahead of us."

The Megami nodded. "Yes, big problem. There's hundreds of Titmice heading this way, as well as some NinjaNezumi and other vermin pokégirls," Archon smiled and took the clothes from her master. "Thank you." Hopefully, things wouldn't get too out of hand out there.

Tanya winced. "Any Vesta?"

"Especially VESTA!" Archon emphasized.

"Crap!" Tanya cried out. She wasn't worried about NinjaNezumi. She was strong against Dark-type pokégirls. However, the Fire-types held a distinct advantage over her.

Archon sighed, even if she was strong against one type, Tanya was weak to the other. "Master, Stryyp, we're going to need some help."

Stryyp nodded his head. "We still have my Boobgong, Tyr. She can take care of the Fire-types."

"Stryyp," Archon began, "There are HUNDREDS of Titmice alone. I'm not even going to state how many NinjaNezumi and Vesta there are out there."

Stryyp nodded seriously. "We better tell the police! I'm sure they'll dispatch some OfficerJennys to help."

Archon nodded, that made sense. "That's good. We don't want innocent people to get hurt."

Again, Stryyp nodded. "Right! I'll use the vid-phone!"

Nodding her head, Archon stopped in her head. "Um, master Stryyp?" Archon looked a bit nervously at him.

Picking up the vid-phone, Stryyp was about to dial. "Yeah?"

"Um, I think I can get us some help. But I'd have to leave the room to do it. Is that all right with you?" She asked him seriously. She knew of someone who'd be a big help in this upcoming fight.

Stryyp nodded. "Go ahead. I'll go dial the police."

Archon nodded and left on a whim. Opening and going out the door, she knew of one tamer in town who had Catgirl Pokegirls that would be a big help.

(-)

Meanwhile, at the Greenpeace police station...

*RING*!

"Can you get that?" Came the voice from a teal-haired pokégirl.

The tanned blonde-haired pokégirl winked. "Get what?"

*RING*!

The first pokégirl growled and slammed down the stack of papers she was carrying. "The phone, Mihoshi!"

The Bunnygirl known as Mihoshi looked over to her OfficerJenny partner. "Okay. But where's the phone?"

*RING*!

The OfficerJenny slapped her forehead. "On the DESK! Don't you know where it is?!"

"Um..." Mihoshi mumbled. Her desk was completely cluttered with papers, cups of coffee form Dunkin' Donutsacks, empty boxes from Pizza Butt, and empty McPoké burger cartons.

*RING*!

Honestly, Kiyone, the OfficerJenny, didn't know HOW she had gotten this Bunnygirl as a partner. "Get the phone!" Kiyone practically barked out. "I got a ton of papers to go over!"

*RING*!

"But where on the desk is it!?" The ditzy Bunnygirl cried.

Of course, at that moment, the phone quit ringing. After a moment of silence, Mihoshi giggled nervously. "Maybe it wasn't important?"

Kiyone groaned. She REALLY needed a new partner.

Back at the PokéCenter, a nervous tick in his eye, Stryyp slammed down the phone. "We're doomed."

(-)

Meanwhile, Archon had made it to the room of the Tamer that could help her out. Knocking on the door, she hoped he was awake.

In his bed, Ranma winced in his sleep. He wasn't one for waking before his stomach growled. So he just slept on and held Brianna to him tighter.

But Archon kept banging on the door more and more. "Come on, please be up!" Came her voice from the other side of the door.

Ranma winced, and came awake. Sighing, he stood up, form the bed as gently as he could as to not wake Brianna. Walking over to the door, Ranma opened it. "Who is it?" He mumbled. Not realizing he was naked.

The Celestial pokégirl in front of Ranma blinked at seeing him naked. Archon could feel a blush rising to her cheeks, but she shook it off and looked at him seriously. "We got a problem. A BIG problem. And we, no, I need your help." Though her cheeks were still flushed from looking at him naked... Boy, did he have a great body.

Ranma blinked. "A big problem, huh?" Ranma asked. Damn, that sucked. "Is it why you're blushing?"

"Um, no. You're naked." She mumbled out.

Ranma blinked. "Shit!" He shouted, before closing the door mostly to hide behind it. He still left it open enough so his head was visible.

Archon shook her head. "It's okay, I was just surprised is all and well, you got a good looking body."

Ranma blushed more. "Um... Thanks?" Blushing still, Ranma shook his head. "Anyway, what's wrong?"

Taking a deep breath, Archon told him. "There's HUNDREDS of Titmice heading towards town, as well as other mouse-like pokégirls. I know that it will be hard, that's why I'm asking for your help." She looked into his eyes hopefully. "Please? Otherwise this town won't be able to survive."

Ranma blinked. The town was in danger! "Sure! It's a martial artist's duty to defend those who can't defend themselves!"

Archon smiled, and on an impulse, went up to him and kissed him on the lips. "Thank you!" She then blinked as she realized what she did.

Blushing a little, Ranma once again mumbled. "Uh... Thanks?"

Archon shook her head. "Well, um, we need to protect the town. And since you have Cat-type Pokegirls... You could be a big help."

"No problem." Ranma said. He began to blush a bit. "Could I get dressed first, though?"

From her spot on the bed, Brianna watched all of this with a bit of confusion on her face. She had woken up when her master had left the bed, but she didn't say anything, just content to watch. "Titmice problem? Not good," Brianna thought seriously.

Archon nodded. "Um, sure."

"I guess I'll leave now and go back to Master Stryyp now. But thanks for your help, Ranma," Archon thanked as smiled at him.

Ranma smiled and waved it off. "No problem."

The Megami nodded and went back to her master's room, all the while wondering why she kissed him like that.

(-)

Back in his room at the PokéCenter, the usually-calm Stryyp was trying to get his call through. "Pick up, dammit!"

Tanya shook her head. "Master, I don't think that they'll answer you."

Stryyp's eye twitched. "I'm beginning to think no one's there."

The Enchantress nodded. "Uh huh. Me too."

Sighing, Stryyp put the phone down in its cradle again. "This sucks..."

At that moment, Archon walked back into the room, a look of wonder on her face.

Seeing his Alpha pokégirl back, Stryyp let out a sigh of relief. "Thank gods! Did you get help, Archon? We can't get through to the police!"

Blinking a bit, Archon smiled at her master. "Yes, actually I did. He agreed to help us out with this problem."

"Good," Stryyp said. "Anyone else?"

Sighing, Archon shook her head. "Sorry, Master. Most of the people in this town don't have strong enough Pokegirls to help out."

Stryyp sighed. "Only Sextome can help?"

The Megami nodded. "Yes, Master. He DOES have strong pokégirls, and quite a few Cat-types."

Stryyp nodded his head. "All right. I just hope Ranma and I have enough power with you girls to fight off this menace."

Tanya spoke up. "Don't forget, Master, that you look like a cat-type as well. You can scare Titmice as easily as a Shaguar could."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Having set out since he couldn't find Stryyp at the local PokéCenter Ranma walked carefully along the streets. It was still early morning. Daybreak wouldn't be for more than another ten or twenty minutes, but his day was already starting, and in a most stressful way.

It was time for a PokéBattle.

No, not one against a single Tamer and his grouping of pokégirls. No. It was to be against a force of over one hundred pokégirls, all apparently focused on the town of Greenpeace.

If Ranma were being allowed to fight, he wouldn't have been nervous at all. He knew he could handle himself against a horde of... Mice-thingy people. But he wasn't sure about his pokégirls. He hadn't used them in PokéBattles much, and heir full fighting abilities were an unknown.

"Well, no time like the present to find out," Ranma mumbled.

Walking past the Northern entrance to the city of Greenpeace, Ranma made his way to the Blueballs Forest. It amazed him how leaves could be a distinct blue color. He had heard of leaves turning colors at autumn, but NEVER blue! "This place just gets weirder and weirder."

Making his way further into the forest, it didn't take Ranma long to find the other Tamer. Stryyp stood there at the ready, his Megami by his side. Ranma recognized the Catgirl Jazelle and the very cat-like Enchantress, Tanya. However, Ranma didn't recognize the blue-scaled fish-like girl with the blue hair. "That's probably Tyr," Ranma reasoned.

When he was closer, Ranma waved an arm. "Heya! Stryyp!" Ranma called out as he continued to walk. "Am I early?"

Blinking her eyes, Archon couldn't help but smile. "He came," She thought rather happily.

Stiffening for a moment Stryyp visibly relaxed when he realized that it was Ranma. "No, Sextome! You're just on time!"

"Cool," Ranma said with a slight smirk. He walked until he was beside Stryyp. "So what should I do?"

Before Stryyp could answer, Archon spoke up first. "I suggest getting your harem at the ready. We're going to need all the help we can get!"

"Er..." What she said, Stryyp then added with a nervous chuckle.

Blinking his eyes, Ranma couldn't help but smirk a little. "Looks like I'm not the only one who's being pushed around by his pokégirls," Ranma thought with a chuckle.

Seeing the group staring at him, Ranma shrugged. "Guess it's time to get started," Ranma grumbled. He took all of the PokéBalls off his belt and threw them hard and fast. "Harem! I Screw You!"

There were numerous popping sounds and flashes of red light as one-by-one the PokéBalls opened; forms of light taking form of rather exotic women. The girls looked back and forth curiously. They could see everybody and more was out.

"Master," Brianna spoke up. "We're gonna fight, right?"

"Fight?" Gina asked. "What, is this a PokéBattle or something?"

Britanny frowned. While the Cheetit was happy to have been let out of her PokéBall earlier than expected, it seemed the only reason was so she could kick ass. "Well, I'll kick some ass," Britanny thought seriously. "I'll prove to Master that I'm worth the effort he puts into making me happy!"

Raising an eyebrow, Genn wondered why Britanny was purring lightly.

Jetta just knew something was up. All the harem was out and so was the harem of that Stryyp guy. "Master," Jetta spoke up as she walked beside Ranma. "What's going on here?"

"Titmice," Ranma said.

"Titmice!?" Ranma's pokégirls of the feline-persuasion repeated. The gleam in their eyes could cower a lesser individual. And Ranma was no lesser individual, no sir! But that didn't mean he wasn't prone to try and save his own ass by taking a few steps back away from them.

"Yeah, Titmice," Ranma said.

"Not only Titmice," Archon spoke up. "But others as well. Ninjanezumi, and Poolmice and Vesta!"

"Vesta!?" Sheila whimpered. She could handle the Poolmice, but Vesta could seriously hurt her.

Frowning lightly, Grave wrapped her tail around Sheila's waist in a comforting manner. This action didn't go unnoticed by the others.

"Cough, cough, TEAM PLAYER, cough, cough!" Tanya coughed out into her hand as innocently as she could. At the look she got from her Harem-sisters, all Tanya could ask was, "What?"

"We'll discuss that later," Archon said seriously.

Snorting, Tanya rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah... More of that, 'I'm the Alpha and I've got to set a good example crap again'."

The Megami frowned. "This is not the time nor the place to discuss such trivialities, Tanya," Archon said warningly.

Nodding her head, Tanya grumbled, "Fine, fine..."

Looking over and watching how Stryyp's pokégirls were acting, Ranma mumbled, "Yeesh... And I thought my girls were bad..."

Leaning closer to her Tamer, Jetta whispered, "It's not surprising there's a bit of rivalry with the two. They're very similar."

"Huh?" Ranma asked back.

Nodding her head, Jetta explained, "Megami is a Psychic-type pokégirl with a sub-element of Magic. Enchantress is a Magic-type pokégirl with a sub-element of Psychic. Their powers and abilities would be VERY similar, only with one favoring Psychic powers while the other prefers Magic."

Ranma nodded his head. "Makes sense." Looking around for any possible threat, Ranma then looked at the Megami. "Hey, Archon!"

Blinking her eyes, the Megami turned to acknowledge the pigtailed Tamer. "Yes?"

"Where are these mice pokégirls?" Ranma asked.

"Believe me, Sextome," Archon said most seriously. "They're coming."

(-)

Walking over grass and rocks, moving past trees, they were going.

Titmice.

These Titmice were from the Violetvestal; a large city that depended on major trading by its business-savvy people. These Titmice were the pokégirls nobody wanted in favor of stronger, sexier pokégirls. They had to live on the crumbs of society; barely enough to get by, but it was at least something.

And then it happened.

Parasytes. One of the most dangerous and illegal breeds of pokégirls ever developed came to the town. A small group of the fiends was more than enough to wipe out the town of all intelligent life, and the Titmice knew to leave while the getting was good!

And so, groups of Titmice traveled. Going through the forest and looking for whatever food could be foraged, while evading pokégirls dangerous to them like Merrowls, Hooters, and Nagas...

Fortunately, the dark times with lifted for the Titmice as they were found by two more pokégirls of the mousey variety. Two Ninjanezumi! (Or as most of the Titmice chuckled behind their backs, the great "Tit(less)mouse and her Ninjanezumi that thinks she's a Bimbo").

However, they were apt to listen to these two worldly pokégirls. After all. These pokégirls apparently weren't Feral and could speak 'human'. Plus, the fact that they were backed up a few Poolmice and numerous Vesta was more than enough to the Titmice to follow.

And so, a month has passed of marching. Marching day and night. Some evolved, some died of starvation or exhaustion, and some were barely hanging in there. But finally. After a long time of promises, they were upon a new town. A Town where they could begin once more, with their leaders in charge.

(-)

In the front of the group was a blonde-haired and furred Ninjanezumi in a black leather ninja-gi. She barely had an A-cup, the poor pokégirl was so flat! Still, she held her spirits high. Smirking, the rat pokégirl knew they were almost at Greenpeace. "We're almost to the #$%in' place," She mumbled almost maniacally.

The Ninjanezumi by the side of the shorter one raised an eyebrow. Unlike her partner, this rat-like pokégirl did fit the regular description of a Ninjanezumi. Violet-furred with matching hair, with breasts that could make a few cat-type pokégirls bawl with envy. Although she had a matching outfit, her's was obviously tighter than the one the blonde wore. "You never forgiven them, have ya, Lyds?"

Lydia looked over at her purple-furred compatriot. "Of course I haven't #$%in' forgiven them, Mo! I'll never #$%in' forgive them!" The flat-chested Ninjanezumi heaved. "Just because I was built like a Tomboy when I wa a Titmouse, ever Tamer that came by just #$%in' past me over, to look at the pokégirl in the cage over who had tits as big as my #$%in' head!"

"Hmm..." Moisha mumbled as she thought about it. "Hey, Lyds, like, your problem could have been that you swore too much, u' know?"

" #$% that!" Lydia snapped. "It's because those dumb #$%s in Greenpeace only believe in pokégirl rights if their pokégirls have the booty to back up the liberalism they can receive!"

"I still think it's because you, like, swear like a Buttaneer..." Moisha mumbled.

Lydia just swore a little more. "Anyway, we're almost #$%in' there and..." Lydia trailed off as she saw numerous forms standing at the edge of the forest. "Who the #$% is that!?"

"Maybe it's local law enforcement?" Moisha suggested. "We haven't been, like, the most stealthy of traveling forces, u' know."

The tit(less)mouse have her partner a half-lidded gaze. " #$%!" She turned back and screamed, "ATTACK! WITH THEM GONE, WE CAN LIVE IN GREEPEACE!"

At those words of encouragement, the mouse-pokégirls started charging, prepared to get through a final obstacle that was separating them from the promised land.

(-)

As the ground began to tremble, Ranma blinked his eyes and waved his arms a bit to keep his feet steady. "Is it an earthquake?"

"I think it's a stampede, Master!" Jetta shouted to be heard.

"What? You mean that Tamer is here!?" Sheila asked in surprise.

"I don't think she means that Vash-guy!" Gina spoke up. "She means a rampage of pokégirls!"

And so, the rumbling got stronger and louder. An unstoppable force was rushing towards them. Waves and waves of Titmice upon Titmice were running, waving their arms to perform the 'Scratch' attack on the first thing to get close enough to them.

Grave let out a shriek as a whole wave of Titmice seemed to be coming close to her…

...And then they stopped in their tracks right before Grave.

Grave blinked.

The Titmice blinked back.

Grave blinked again.

The Titmice blinked at the mini-Cheetit again.

"Mew?" Grave asked rather cutely.

The response she got was the Titmice shrieking and squeaking in fear. The droves of mouse-pokégirls ran as if the hounds of hell were at their heels. Scratch that. They're prefer dogs any day over CATS!

His eye twitching, Ranma turned to look at Jetta. "You've GOT to be shitting me!"

Smirking, Jetta shook her head. "Nope. Those little Mouse-types are just terrified of cat-pokégirls. Even small an underdeveloped ones like Grave and Sheila." Though internally, Jetta wished at times that the feline pokégirls were afraid of the canine pokégirls like mice were of the cats. It would have made getting a point across to the rest of the harem MUCH easier.

Raising her arms, Archon began readying an attack. She needed the precious moments the Titmice retreat would give her to power it up.

Lydia's eyes twitched as she saw the near-army of Titmice running back towards her. "What the #$% do you think you're doing!?"

Numerous Titmice pointed back towards the G-Splice of Cheetit and Witch origins and let out numerous squeaks and cries of "Titmouse!"

Frowning, Lydia glared at the Titmice before here. "YOU IDIOTS! YOU'RE BIGGER THAN THAT ONE LITTLE #$%IN' CHEETIT! AND YOU OUTNUMBER HER! JUST GO BACK AND #$%IN' BEAT HER ASS IN!"

The numerous Titmice blinked their eyes again and again. The foul-mouthed titless one was right! The could take on one measly little Cheetit.

Blinking, Ranma stared at the oncoming force of buck-toothed fury. "They're coming back?"

Stryyp smiled. "Archon! Psychic!"

Preparing her attack, Archon rolled her eyes. She had already thought to use Psychic. Well, at least her master was trying.

Outstretching her arms to the side, Archon let loose an onslaught of concentrated mental energies. She whispered, "Psychic."

While the battle cry was rather quiet, the actual attack itself wasn't! The world around them was distorted for a long while, the Titmice's bodies being wracked with pain form the psychic energy! Even the landscape around the mouse-pokégirls was disrupted as patches of dirt were flung about as trees were uprooted.

And then the near-sonic boom that followed the attack alone was enough to knock EVERYONE off of their feet.

Laying on his back for only a moment, Ranma sat up quickly. Trees were uprooted and scattered, Titmice lay strewn about, twitching in pain. Hell, even his own pokégirls were stunned. Only Archon stood there unaffected. "Woah."

Blushing a little, Archon bowed back at the Tamers and apologized. "Sorry if I went a little overboard."

"Sure..." Ranma said quietly. This was just too shocking. A nice girl used an attack that was bordering on being as devastating as the Hiryuu Shoten Ha!

A pile of tree branches and unconscious Titmice trembled before erupting. There stood the blonde-furred Ninjanezumi, breathing heavily as her body trembled. "YOU STUPID #$#%& $ #$&% & #% !"

Ranma blinked his eyes. "She's still awake after that!?"

"Psychic-attacks," Jetta began to growl as she got to her feet, "Don't effect Dark-type pokégirls as well as others."

"Oh," Ranma said. He looked around. "Well, at least it looks like you took care of the problem though.

It was then that the Poolmice surfaced from above the water in the nearby river.

"Er..." Ranma blinked. "Well, took care of a majority..."

Vesta also started coming out of the fallen woodwork of the Blueballs forest. They were looking fiery tempered.

"Okay... You took care of... Er..." Ranma's eye twitched. "We still have a problem, don't we?"

"Yes," Archon admitted as she nodded her head.

Still breathing heavily, Lydia didn't notice as Numerous Vesta gathered around her. "MO!" She yelled.

"Yeah?" The violet-furred Ninjanezumi grumbled as she wiggled out from underneath a pile of unconscious Titmice. "What is it?"

Pointing a finger at Archon, Lydia ordered, "GET OVER THERE AND ATTACK THAT #$%IN' MEGAMI! WE'LL TAKE CARE OF THESE #$%IN' BASTARD!"

Scratching his head, Ranma looked at Jetta. "I think we're in trouble."

Groaning, Jetta nodded her head. "You could say that, Master."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Blinking her eyes, Archon eeped as she saw the violet-furred Ninjanezumi rushing towards her, sword drawn. The Megami was already moving back as she cast the technique "Barrier" over herself quickly. It wasn't a shield, but at least any damage dealt to her would be halved.

Moisha frowned at seeing the Megami trying to make distance between them. She knew Megami were dangerous with all their distanced special attacks, but Moisha knew she had the elemental advantage, since Megami were primarily Psychic-types. "Well if she's, like gonna try ta' keep 'way, let's see if she can tell which one to keep away from!" Moisha thought seriously as she used the "Blur technique".

Archon stared in shock. The Ninjanezumi seemed to have shifted, wavering with multiple images of the same movement; like a painting that had been smudged. "Shit!" The Megami mentally cursed. After all, it wouldn't have been proper to shout that out. "PSYWAVE!" The Megami cried out.

The blast of energy flew from the Megami's forehead. It was a steamlined version of the all-powerful "Psychic" technique. Although less powerful, it could be easily directed. However, with the Ninjanezumi amid the Blur technique, it past right through her multiple 'forms'.

Nearly upon the Megami, the Ninjanezumi's form solidified as she held the sword high to perform the Slash technique. Seeing the rat right above her, Archon raised her hands and used her magical prowess. "SHIELD!"

Fortunately for the Megami, the Shield technique held up to block that one attack. It would have held up longer, but since the rat pokégirl was of a superior element, the shield shattered underneath the strength of the sword strike.

Again, Archon was trying to move back as the Ninjanezumi took swipes at her with her sword. "Damn it, I need room!" Archon thought. She then looked over to a tree far from them, and used 'Teleport'.

Moisha frowned as her sword went through where the Megami's head SHOULD have been. Turning her head, she saw the Megami a good distance away behind her. "Chwa! You ain't, like, getting' 'way THAT easy, u' know!" The Ninjanezumi shouted. She used the technique Agility to boost her speed before she turned around and went running towards the Megami.

Breathing deeply Archon could see the rat coming back towards her at a superior speed than before. She quickly used the Armor technique to double her defense, as a second invisible barrier of mental energies surrounded the Megami's body. "If I'm going to win this, I got to make sure I can stand up to her attacks should she land them."

Now upon her, Moisha performed the 'Bite' technique. While her teeth weren't sharp, her front buckteeth could REALLY cause some damage. Which they did.

Archon winced and pulled back forcefully, withdrawing her arm from the Ninjanezumi's hold on her arm. She didn't have time to check over the cut made from the bit as the Ninjanezumi went to strike with that sword of hers again. "Teleport!" Archon shouted, quickly disappearing.

"Drat!" Moisha groaned. "Not again!" Damn that Megami! Moisha knew she was gaining the foothold in battle again, and that Megami had to run.

Appearing again, this time, by another tree, Archon held onto her bleeding forearm. The cut was a tad deep, but the Megami knew she'd be all right. The barriers she already cast upon herself had worked well in keeping the pain down. She then cast the "Bestow Luck" technique on herself. A technique exclusive to Megami; it would increase the odds in her favor at critical moments. Now all she really needed to do was cast a few more techniques on herself and then she'd be ready to go toe-to-toe with the Dark-type pokégirl.

Looking around, Moisha cast the Agility technique on herself again. She had to keep up with that Megami's teleport. After a few more seconds, she finally caught sight. "THERE!" Moisha shouted and started running, moving REALLY fast.

Archon gasped as the rat-like pokégirl was closing in on her at a fast clip. Thrusting her arms forward, the Megami screamed, "MYSTIC BOLT!"

As the blast of magical energy went towards Moisha, the Ninjanezumi smirked. With twice the dose of agility, Moisha knew she was limber enough to dodge the blast. And she was. Still keeping in her run, Moisha gathered the Shadow Force around her foot and performed, "DARK KICK!"

Archon felt the wind knocked out of her as the rat pokégirl's foot connected with her abdomen. Although it hurt like hell, Archon knew it could have hurt worse. Though she did not say her technique, Archon teleported once more, and away from the Ninjanezumi.

"GODDAMMIT!" Moisha shouted. Now where did that Celestial pokégirl go!?

Appearing again, but this time up amidst a tree's branches, Archon was panting to catch her breath. Holding up her hand to her hurting stomach, she used the 'Heal' technique. "Damn, that still hurt," Archon moaned as she then followed up with another Armor technique. She needed to be able to stand up to Dark energy if she was going to win.

Looking around, Moisha held her sword at the ready. "Damn. Where is she?" Moisha wondered. "She hiding behind a tree or somethin'?"

Catching her breath, Archon let out a sigh of relief. The Ninjanezumi wasn't thinking to look up. "Good. This'll give me time," the Megami thought seriously as she then cast the Agility technique on herself. While she wasn't moving faster at the moment, she could already feel herself being filled with a little more vitality.

Moisha began to move quickly about the forest, looking for the Megami. Should could hear the sounds of other PokéBattles going on near her. The Poolmice and Vesta weren't giving up, and neither was she, damn it! "I just gotta find that coward, and, like, give her what-for!"

Looking down from the tree, Archon smiled. She needed one more spell in place, and then she'd feel ready. "Foresight."

Archon smiled as she concentrated. Her own mental energies wrapping around her without problem, already building upon the barriers already in place. While the Foresight technique wouldn't last for long, it would raise her defenses dramatically for a few rounds. "Meaning I'll be on even terms."

Moisha looked about the forest as she went a little deeper. "Damn it, you coward!" the Ninjanezumi yelled. "Like, where the hell are you!?"

"I'm right here," Came a female voice from behind the Ninjanezumi. "And I'm NOT a coward."

Squeaking in surprise, Moisha turned around quickly to see the Megami standing there. "It's, like, about time you stopped running." Moisha then performed the Dark Kick again, intent on hitting the Megami hard and fast...

...Only to get the surprise of her life when the Megami caught the foot with ease, and just held it. The Dark power seemed to be having no effect on the Megami!

Still holding the Ninjanezumi's foot, Archon frowned. "I'm through with running," she said as she pushed the foot back and let go of it, causing the violet-furred rat pokégirl to fall onto her ass. "And you're not getting away either."

Moisha growled. "You bitch!"

"Sorry, I'm more cat-like," Archon said as she stood there. Focusing her psychic energies into her hand, and it soon too the form of a sword as it shone brightly. "The Psi-Blade usually only lasts one round," Archons poke seriously. "But believe me when I tell you I can keep this up for a bit."

Getting back to her feet, Moisha had to admit she was feeling a little nervous. Still, she wasn't afraid of a measly Psychic-type pokégirl! Even if it was a Megami. "Dark Blade Mark Two!" Moisha shouted as she gripped the hilt of her katana tightly. It began to 'glow' with black light the seemingly sucked in light like a black hole.

Frowning, Archon knew this technique. The Dark Blade Mark II allowed a Dark-type pokégirl to concentrate and focus the Shadow Force around any handheld weapon, allowing it to not only allow the attacks to strike harder, but deal Dark elemental damage as well. "Bring it on..." Archon said seriously, as she held her Psi-Blade to the fore.

With a loud yell, Moisha lunged towards the Megami with her Dark-empowered katana, only to have it blocked by the Megami's Psi-Blade. She brew back and struck forward, only having to move to the side to avoid an upwards strike from the Megami.

Archon frowned as she swung the Psi-Blade. She could already feel perspire on her forehead. Usually the Psi-Blade would last for one swing, but she had to try and keep it up for a fight. Her life depended on it!

Moving as quickly as she could, Moisha was annoyed, but internally impressed that a pokégirl of a 'weaker' element would stand up to her. "She's moving so fast too," Moisha thought as she deflected another quick incoming strike from the Megami. "But still, she, like, ain't no Cheetit!"

Archon was starting to get frustrated. She knew she wasn't the most adept pokégirl at using a sword, but sure she should have been enough to defeat a Ninjanezumi, right!?

Smirking, the Ninjanezumi could see the Megami's weapon start to waver. Smirking, she took one hard swing with her own Dark-powered blade, dispelling the Megami's Psi-Blade. "You're mine!"

Archon shrieked in pain as she felt the sword stab into her shoulder, and pinning her to a tree behind her. She grit her teeth as she Ninjanezumi held it there; she knew if she hadn't cast all those barriers on herself, the pain would have been enough to have made her pass out from the initial blow.

"Still conscious?" Moisha asked. She smirked at seeing the Megami's pained expression. "Goody! You're awake! That means I get to do this!"

Archon screamed louder as the rat-type pokégirl began to twist the sword in her shoulder. She could feel the cutting pain and the Dark-energies flowing through her body. It just HURT!

Moisha smiled. Good. This on was almost beaten. Once she was then they could take care of the rest of these pokégirls standing in their way of paradise and-

"POWER BOLT!"

The Ninjanezumi shrieked as she was slammed by a huge bolt of magical energy; a superior version of the Mystic Bolt. She skidded across the ground for a bit before coming to a stop when she hit the base of a tree.

Panting, Archon turned her eyes towards the way the blast came "W-who?"

"Here you are, almost beaten again," Came a definitely feminine voice. The form of a certain Enchantress came walking towards the Megami. "And once again, it's up to me to pull your bacon out of the fryer."

"Tanya!" Archon shouted. "I'm sorry, I-"

"Forget it," Tanya said as she walked over to the Megami. She gripped the hilt of the sword. "Now hold still."

Gritting her teeth, Archon closed her eyes tightly as she felt the Enchantress pull the sword out. "OUCH! That hurts!"

"Yeah, yeah," Tanya mumbled. "Now heal yourself so we canAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Tanya shrieked as a blast of fire hit her form behind.

"TANYA!" Archon shouted as she kneeled beside the Enchantress to check her burns. Hearing more noise to the side, she turned her head and saw numerous red-furred rats making their way towards them. "It's Vesta!"

"Ves, vesta, ves, ves..." One of the Fire-type rats mumbled as the group got closer. She opened her mouth and a small flame began to form in it. The few other Vesta's with it got the idea and soon flames began to appear in their mouths

Holding Tanya, Archon brought up her Shield technique, surrounding herself and the Enchantress in a case of Psychic-Force. It held up against the combined unleashed Flamethrower techniques of the numerous Vesta, but Archon and Tanya could still feel the heat! "T-too much!" Archon hissed. She wouldn't be able to keep the Shield up if those Vesta kept up the flames.

"MOUKO TAKABISHA!"

Archon and Tanya turned their heads away as a blast of some sort of energy blasted into the area with the Vesta, making them blast off like a certain Team Rocket group. Turning their heads, the Megami and the Enchantress looked at the origin of the attack.

Holding his hands up, Ranma smiled a bit. "Heh. Wasn't sure I could pull that off. Been awhile since I personally thought or did any real training."

"M-master..." Jetta said in wide-eyed awe. "How'd you do that!?"

Archon blinked her eyes. "Mr. Sextome did that!?"

Smiling a bit, Ranma said, "Yep!" His smile widening, he said, "Yep! Still got it!"

Jetta's eye twitched as she saw Ranma laughed and rant. She didn't know what was surprising her more. The fact he fought instead of commanding his pokégirls, the fact he could pull off a technique she though only some Fighting-type pokégirls knew, OR the fact that he was gloating over his victory! "Ranma Saotome, you really are one huge question wrapped in an enigma with a side order of mystery," Jetta thought seriously.

Walking over to the two downed pokégirls, Ranma asked, "Are you two all right?"

"It hurts…" Tanya mumbled. Her back was really burnt!

"I just need to heal her," Archon said. "Then we'll..." She trailed off at seeing Ranma un-shoulder his backpack. "What are you doing?"

"Doing this," Ranma said as he unzipped it. He pulled out a plastic red case with the sigil of a flam on it. "Hold Tanya still please," Ranma asked as he opened the little case and scooped up the pinkish salve onto his fingers.

Jetta's jaw dropped as she watched her Tamer using his own supplies to take care of the two pokégirls of Stryyp. "Master, that stuff isn't cheap."

"Well, they need it," Ranma said as he applied the Burn Heal to the Enchantress's back. Seeing her wince, he massaged the salve gently into her burned skin. "Easy, easy... Relax. This'll hold you for a bit until you can get to a Healing Machine."

Nodding her head, Tanya mumbled, "Thank you." It was already starting to feel better.

Jetta sighed. Well, there went a good one-hundred or so slc down the drain. While it made her feel good, knowing her Tamer was a kind man as to help pokégirls not his own, realistically, they SHOULD conserve money.

The Megami watched this impressed. Good deeds like these always filled a Megami's heart with joy, and Archon was no exception. "So kind," Archon thought as she watched the pigtailed Tamer finish applying the salve.

Patting Tanya's back, Ranma asked, "Feel better?"

Nodding her head, the Enchantress answered, "Yes. T-thank you." She blinked her eyes when she saw Ranma pull a blue vial out of his backpack next. "What?"

"A High Potion," Ranma answered. He undid the cork at the top and upended the blue liquid into her mouth. "This'll help with healing."

Gulping, Tanya nodded. She could already feel her skin and fur starting to regenerate along her back. Blushing, she nodded her head. "T-thank you."

Ranma waved it off. "No problem."

"Yes a problem!" The Lupina shouted. "That High Potion cost five-hundred slc! It wasn't all that cheap!"

Rolling his eyes, Ranma snorted. "Please! Out meal at McPoké's cost more!" Raising Tanya back onto her feet, Ranma motioned for Archon to come over to him.

Pointing to herself, Archon asked, "Me?"

"Yep. Now come on!" Ranma said seriously. When the Megami walked over to him, he looked at her shoulder. "That looks bad. I better use this," Ranma then leaned over to pull a red vial out of his backpack.

Jetta's eyes widened. "You're gonna use an X-Potion!?"

"Yeah!" Ranma said. "There's a whole in her shoulder that goes right through!" He then let the Megami drink the contents of the red vial. Amazingly, bone, muscle, and skin healed rather quickly. "See. Good as new... Except the dress."

Smiling brightly, Archon said, "It's all right. Thank you very much."

Jetta's eye twitched. No, she wasn't feeling jealous... Was she?

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

However, before Jetta could do anything about any feelings of envy concerning her Master helping out another Tamer's pokégirl, a loud cry shot out from the darkness.

"YOU #$%!"

Ranma stumbled forward as he felt a force of weight clamp onto him from behind, grasping onto his backpack. "What the hey!?" Ranma shouted out.

"YOU #$%IN' SONNUVA #$%IN' BITCHIN' BASTARD #$%IN' PRICK!" Lydia, the Tit(less)mouse cursed rather loudly again and again as she used a hand to keep hitting Ranma in the back of the head.

Ranma, for his part, wasn't in that much danger. Sure, he felt the fist hitting him, but he mostly was able to ignore it. After all, Mice-type pokégirls weren't known for their physical strength, and Ranma already had the aura, strength, and experience of TWO Ranma's backing him up ever since he had killed that evil analogue of himself. "Hey, Jetta?" Ranma asked as the Ninjanezumi continued to pummel on him from behind."

Staring a bit in shock at what was going on, Jetta answered, "Yes?"

"Do I have a mosquito on the back of my head or somethin'?" Ranma asked irritably.

"A #$%IN' MOSQUITO!?" Lydia cried out in indignation. She began to pummel harder onto the back of the pigtailed guy's head, cursing all the while.

Jetta growled. That Ninjanezumi was pissing her off! No one attacked her master and got away with it, even if they were some weak pokégirl that couldn't hurt a Damsel even if they tried.

His eye twitching Ranma turned his head around a bit. "You know, that's getting' REALLY annoying."

" #$% YOU, ASSHOLE!" Lydia shouted as she kept pounding upon the back of Ranma's head.

"All right then," Ranma said. "I'm gonna give you one more chance to let go... If you don't..." Ranma left the threat hanging.

Lydia just continued to curse worse than a She-Captain or a Buttaneer as she hit on Ranma again and again and again.

"She's the most foul creature I've ever seen," Archon mumbled in shock; appalled by the Ninjanezumi's rampant use of foul language.

Tanya, who tended to argue with the Megami constantly, for once, just nodded her head in agreement.

Feeling and hearing the Ninjanezumi not lessen in her obscene behavior, Ranma shrugged. "Suit yourself," Ranma mumbled. He began to spin in place.

Squeaking in surprise, Lydia grabbed onto the backpack tightly as the stupid Tamer began to spin in place, and only gaining speed. "WHAT THE #$%!? STOP YOU STUPID #$%IN' #$%!"

Ranma began to spin faster and faster and faster in place. He was feeling a little dizzy, but he could only imagine how the rat bitch felt.

Jetta, Archon, and Tanya watched the spinning entranced. They didn't think a human could move that fast.

"Anyone else feeling dizzy?" Tanya asked. To that, the two Alpha pokégirls nodded their heads.

Lydia was just being spun about. Her legs were flailing in the air as she grasped tightly onto the backpack. "STOP YOU STUPD #$%!"

"What was that?" Ranma asked teasingly.

"I SAID STOP!" Lydia shouted as the man continued to spin. "I SAID #$%IN' STOP!"

"Sure!" Ranma answered and stopped. Lydia was sent flying from the inertia, although her cursing could be heard on the air, along with a loud.

*RIIIIIIIP*!

The pokégirls watch as Ranma's backpack was ripped open, his supplies flying everywhere around the forest. "Oh, god damn it!" Jetta growled. "Ranma! Look what you did!"

Blinking his eyes, once, twice, thrice, all Ranma could say was, "Um... Oops?"

Slapping a hand on her face, Jetta howled in frustration.

"It's... It's all right," Archon said seriously. "Tanya and I will gather up Ranma's things."

"You'll what?" Jetta asked.

"Yeah, he can obviously fight pokégirls," Tanya said. Although she had no idea how that was possible for a human to do.

"And besides he helped heal us," Archon added. "We'll gather Ranma's possessions while you keep the enemy pokégirls at bay."

Jetta frowned. She wasn't all that trusting of another harem's pokégirls. After all, they didn't follow her master. She was about to tell them to just cover them while she and Ranma gathered the healing items and such, when Ranma answered for her.

"Hey, thanks!" Ranma spoke up. "Ain't they such nice girls, Jetta?" Ranma blinked his eyes. "Jetta?"

Gritting her teeth, Jetta had a twitch in her left eye. WHY did her master have to be so damn trusting? And it wouldn't have done well for her to speak out against her master. "Fine!" She said through gritted teeth. She grabbed her master's wrist and started marching off. "Let's go!"

Ranma followed the Lupina as she dragged him away. Had he pissed her off?

Blinking her eyes, Tanya looked over to Archon. "Quite a weird pair they make," The Enchantress said.

"Indeed they do," Archon agreed. "But let us get to gathering their stuff before more troublesome mouse pokégirls decide to give us another problem," The Megami said as she began picking up some vials of potions, heal cases, and whatever else she knew would have been Ranma's.

Nodding her head, Tanya went to helping the Megami pick up healing items.

However, the two pokégirls began to gather the items, neither noticed as one of Ranma's empty PokéBalls began slowly rolling towards the unconscious form of Moisha...

(-)

Sheila shrieked as she evaded another blast of fire. Damn, those Vesta were picking on her just because they were of an elemental power superior to her's. She knew they could do serious damage if she got caught. "BLIZZARD BEAM!?" Sheila shouted as she sent another blast of arctic chill at the Vetsa.

Unfortunately, it was obvious to the Shaguar that the Vesta were more than a match for her attacks. Even though her Blizzard Beam hit a group head on, the Fire-types were barely fazed by the hit. Minimal damage wouldn't win this for her, and that was all she could inflict upon Fire-types with her ice attacks.

The Shaguar's eyes widened. The six Vesta after her were powering up for another onslaught of Flamethrower attacks. "Shit!" Sheila cried out as she raised her arms. This was going to hurt!

"SHIELD!"

A translucent shield of magical energies appeared before the Shaguar and actually managed to hold up to the brunt of the fire-based attacks. Turning her head, Sheila saw Grave nearby, her arms up and pointing at her. "Thank you, Grave!" Sheila thanked.

"No problem!" Grave said. She then aimed the open palms of her hands at the group of Vesta. "MANA BOLT!"

The Vesta scattered a bit before the blast of magical energies could hit them. As they scattered they were already powering up to use more fire attacks.

Frowning, Grave was preparing a Shield technique for herself. She just knew something bad was gonna happen...

...Fortunately, it wasn't happening to her.

"MOUKO TAKABISHA!"

There were numerous cries and squeaks as an explosive for of chi hit the ground by the Vesta, causing the fiery mice-type pokégirls to be tossed about like rag dolls.

Blinking their eyes in surprise, Sheila and Grave wondered who the hell did that. It couldn't have been Gina. Sure, she could fire chi blasts, but even her techniques weren't THAT strong.

Smiling, Ranma came out into view, a smile on his face. "Hey girls!" He called out. Mentally, he was congratulating himself. He realized by calling upon the barest of energy, basically making a 'streamlined' Mouko Takabisha, he would actually call upon the strength of one of his old ones at full force. Indeed, he could still fight without harming anyone dangerously.

"Master!" Both Sheila and Grave shouted out, their eyes all sparkly and happy looking; obviously pleased to see their master. The two petite titty-kitties ran up to him and started to hug their master while purring.

Jetta's eye twitched. She didn't mind that the two were hugging their master, really she didn't. After all, they were all part of the same harem in this case, unlike when Ranma was being nice to the Megami and the Enchantress. "So WHY do I feel jealous!?" Jetta mentally screamed. It drove the Lupina nuts in some ways. She knew her kind had protective instincts for their owners, but should she be like this?

However, had the Tamer and his pokégirls been paying attention, they would have seen some rather angry Vesta gathering around them. And they were all glowing rather brightly, readying another volley of fire attacks.

(-)

Britanny smirked as she continued to run back and forth through openings between trees of the Blueballs Forest, hitting any sort of mouse-type that got in her way. Hell, she didn't even have to fight that much. Most mouse-types that actually caught sight of her ran screaming; afraid of the visage of an angry Cheetit.

"Too easy!" Britanny thought in glee as she giggled out-loud. She was racking up victory after victory as she beat up more and more of the little mice bitches. She was so excited about proving her worth, maybe her Master would give her another Taming soon. Oh, she so hoped so!

Looking about, Britanny soon caught sight of her master. She frowned a little as she saw that the little kitties were hugging him and hoarding his attention. Shaking her head, the Cheetit sighed. "No, can't get mad... They need turns too," Britanny told herself.

Smirking, again, Britanny told herself, "But when it is my turn again, I'm gonna prove to Master just how much he was missing out without me around," The Cheetit thought as she began to purr.

Thinking the Cheetit was off-guard, a Titmouse tried to sneak up on Britanny, only to receive the back of Britanny's fist to her face. "Stupid Titmice," Britanny grumbled as she heard the mouse pokégirl drop to the ground in unconsciousness.

Looking back over to her master, Britanny blinked her eyes as she noticed something. A group of Vesta were getting back to their feet, and looking very, very angry! And worse, more were starting to gather as well, circling around her master, the little kitties at that bitch the Alpha.

And all the Fire-type mice pokégirls were powering up for some attacks, while the others didn't notice.

"MASTER!" Brit shouted as she ran towards her master and Harem sisters with all her might. Damn, the pokégirls were firing! She wasn't going to make it! "I NEED SPEED!"

And then Britanny took off like a rocket, becoming a blur of gold that tackled her master and Harem sisters out of the way of the all encompassing collection of flamethrower attacks that engulfed the area where they had been.

Ranma blinked his eyes as he and his pokégirls landed in a pile. He could have sworn he saw the mice about to unleash a whole lot of fire upon him...

...But now the place they had been and the fire was going on a good thirty or forty feet away from them! "What they hey?" Ranma asked no one in particular.

"Master?" Britanny asked hesitantly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Ranma answered as he picked up Sheila from his lap. He turned his head to say more, but found himself at a loss of words.

Britanny smiled. She was VERY pleased to have done well and save her master. He also looked a little cute with his eyes wide and his mouth agape like that.

Patting the dust off from her fur due to the landing, Jetta mumbled, "Well, I guess I owe you some thanks, Tits," She turned to look at Brit and say more, but her jaw dropped. "Tits!"

Frowning, Britanny turned to the Alpha pokégirl. "Damn it, Jetta! You KNOW I hate that name!"

Pointing a finger, Jetta said, "Tits! Look at yourself!"

"What're you talking… About... Jetta..." Britanny trailed off as she looked down. She looked the same from her waist up, but the bottom half of her body was now like a Centaura, only with the bottom being a body of a large cheetah rather than a horse. "W-what happened!?" Britanny asked herself.

"Wow, you're a Cheetaura now," Grave said in mild surprise.

"Cheetaura?" Ranma asked.

"A Cheetaura is an evolved form of the Cheetit," Jetta answered. She looked at Britanny seriously. "But when the hell did you evolve!?"

"I... I don't know," Britanny said in slight shell-shock.

"You don't know?" Jetta asked, her eye twitching. "Didn't you see yourself GLOWING!?" At the shake of Brit's head, the Lupina sighed in disbelief. "Britanny, you dolt..." The Lupina grumbled.

"Wait a minute?" Ranma spoke up. "Glowing?"

"Yeah, Master," Sheila said. "When we pokégirls evolve, we glow brightly."

"Oh!" Ranma said, realization hitting him. "I saw Britanny glowing the other day when I brought her when I tamed her the first time."

Again, Jetta's eye was twitching. "You mean Tits had been evolved all this time and you didn't know!?" When Ranma shook his head, again, Jetta sighed in defeat as she lowered her head. "Why do I even bother?"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

As the Lupina lowered her head, she felt someone poking her arm. Lifting her head and looking to the side, Jetta saw that it was the little Shaguar. "What is it, Sheila?"

"Um, Jetta," Sheila spoke up a little nervously. "Not to alarm anyone, but those Viesta are coming over here!"

At that, Jetta turned her head to look at the area the Vesta had shot at. Yep. The Fire-type mice pokégirls had realized they hadn't barbecued them yet, and now were making their way towards Jetta, her harem sisters, and her master. "Crap and a half, doesn't this chaos ever end?" Jetta groaned.

Frowning, Ranma began to lift his sleeves. These damned fiery pokégirls weren't giving him many options left. Ever with his Mouko Takabisha, the Vesta would keep coming back at him with everything they had. "And all because I'm trying not to hurt them too badly either."

Ranma cursed himself. He should have been training his new body, not having sex with his pokégirls... Scratch that. They needed sex. He should have been training his body, not learning more of that bookwork crap with Gina and Jetta. "And since I don't know my body, I don't know how much force to put behind my moves and have them not be lethal."

Still, he was Ranma Saotome! And Ranma Saotome didn't lose! Nope! Wasn't gonna happen! "Besides, I still got one technique up my sleeve, the Hiryuu Shoten Ha!"

Grave tugged at her master's sleeve a little. "Master, what's the Hiryuu Shoten Ha?"

A sweat-drop crawled down the side of Ranma's head. "I said that out loud, didn't I?" At the numerous nods from Grave, Sheila, and Jetta, Ranma sighed. "Look, I don't have time to explain, I just gotta-"

"YOU BITCHES!" Britanny practically roared, and interrupting Ranma's plea for time. "YOU TURNED ME INTO A MONSTER!" The Cheetaura screamed angrily.

It was then that the Vesta, who had been on the offensive since the great Tit(less)mouse told them to attack, were shaking in fear. They were still Mouse-type pokégirls after all, and were weak against pokégirls of the feline-persuasion. ESPECIALLY cat pokégirls that were rather pissed!

And so, acting upon primal instinct, the Vesta went running...

...Too bad for them that Britanny wasn't going to hear of it.

"ROOOOOOOAAAAAR!"

Ranma could only stare in shock as he saw Britanny tear into the Vesta like his father into free ramen from the Nekohanten. "Damn... I never knew Brit could be so... So... Violent..."

Her jaw agape, Jetta stared a little in awe. "Wow... I know what you mean, Ranma. I didn't know Tits had it in her," the Lupina mumbled numbly.

Grave and Sheila just nodded their heads in agreement with their master and their Alpha. Brit was just kicking ass and taking names.

Wincing, Ranma said, "Ooooh... That's gotta hurt."

At the sight of continuous carnage, Jetta blinked her eyes. "Since when did she have a rapid-fire version of the Scratch technique?"

"No idea," Sheila mumbled as she wrapped her arms around Grave for support. This sight wasn't one for the faint of heart.

Ranma nodded his head appreciatively. That move Britanny was doing was like something he could get if he mixed his Katchu Tenshin Amaguriken with those 'ki claws' Akane and the others always told him he could do whenever he was in the Neko-Ken.

When it was over, Britanny stood there on all four paws, breathing heavily. Her arms were at her sides and her fists clenched and unclenched erratically. "That'll teach you for trying to hurt Master, AND making me into a monster!" Britanny spat out.

Looking up, Britanny could see more Titmice and even some Poolmice heading towards her. "Oh? You want some too? COME AND GET IT!" And with a rowl of anger, Britanny lunged at all the different mouse-like pokégirls.

(-)

The Kunoichi pokégirl Ichikoo yawned as she lay back against the edge of the hot-air balloon basket. A hot-air balloon that looked a lot like the head and the right paw of a Merrowl. "Lendo, what are we doing up here again?"

Holding onto one of the ropes that connected the basket to the balloon, Lendo looked over the side. "Don't you see what's going on down there!?"

Blinking her eyes, Ichikoo stood up and looked over the side. "It looks like numerous PokéBattles are going on right now."

"And what type of pokégirls are down there?" Lendo added.

Focusing on one of the skirmishes of chaos, Ichikoo said, "It looks like a whole bunch of mouse-types. Different elements. So what? Titmice aren't the most valuable of pokégirls, you know."

"Simple, my little Kunoichi," Lendo spoke in a self-superior manner. "It's true that Titmice alone aren't worth much, however, there are A LOT of them, and that will add up. Plus, there are also elemental mouse pokégirls among them. Those will fetch us a nicer price!"

Nodding her head, Ichikoo mumbled, "Basically, we'll let them tire themselves out, and then capture them after easily."

"Merrowl! That's right!" The rather annoying Merrowl stated as a matter of fact.

Laughing haughtily, Lendo shouted, "TEAM RIVALSAN CANNOT FAIL!"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Sighing, Ranma shook his head. It was dawn now, and the sun was up. He could see what was going on around him.

And it was a whole lotta chaos.

All around him, Ranma could see numerous beaten-down Mouse-like pokégirls and little scraps of fighting going on here and there between the Mouse-types and his and Stryyp's pokégirls.

Oh, and speaking of Stryyp's pokégirls, there was Archon and Tanya coming towards him, the remains of his backpack in tow.

"My Sextome," Archon spoke up as she held the backpack to him. "We managed to collect all of your items we could find."

"Yeah," Tanya spoke up. "It was a little difficult, but I think we found them all."

Smiling, Ranma took the backpack from the Megami. Noticing some of the scraps of cloth and Kevlar tied to keep it closed, he lifted the backpack up and down experimentally. "Hey, you two did an okay job. Thanks."

Tanya smirked. "You're welcome," She said honestly. For some reason it made her feel good to have helped this man. It could have been she wanted to get even with him for how he saved her, but, then again...

Smiling at the Enchantress and the Megami, Ranma looked out over the battlefield. "Damn, what a mess." Even now he could see the mice-type pokégirls struggling to get back to their feet. Frowning, Ranma couldn't believe that they'd keep trying to fight, even after being beaten down like that. "Okay, something is definitely wrong here."

Both Archon and Tanya nodded their heads. The mice-types were still trying to fight, despite the fact that they shouldn't be able to get back up.

Looking over at her Alpha pokégirl, Tanya mumbled, "Hey, Archon! You're a Megami. Can't you divine why they're like this, or anything?"

Nodding her head, Archon stepped towards the mouse-girls. "Yes, now I can. Before, they were too close to being Feral, not to mention that they were mostly intent on fighting. Now that their guard is down, I should be able to scan their minds."

Tanya nodded her head. This was one of the things Archon could do that the Enchantress couldn't, and why Tanya was glad she was around. Of course, she wouldn't tell the Megami tat to her face.

Kneeling by a Titmouse that was badly cut up, Archon closed her eyes and touched the poor Pokegirl on the forehead. "Shhh... I'm not going to hurt you." She whispered when the Titmouse tensed up and started to whimper. When Archon felt that the Titmouse wasn't going to calm down any, she cast a low-level Calming effect technique. It would only calm the Titmouse down for a few moments, but that was all that she needed to find out what was wrong with her.

Ranma blinked and watched as both the Megami and the Titmouse started glowing a light purple. Tanya just stood back and waited.

As Archon felt the Titmice's mind, she saw many images...

A town that was overpopulated... Little food to be had for pokégirls without owners... Little to no recognition given to them.

And then the Parasytes. The horrible pokégirls had destroyed their home.

All Archon could feel from the Titmouse was a sense of hopelessness and want for a new home. "My God..." She whispered, horrified by the images. "No wonder you were so desperate." She turned to look at Ranma and Tanya. "Mr. Sextome. The Titmice... They need help."

Blinking his eyes a bit. Ranma walked over to her slowly. "What do you mean?"

"Say what?" Tanya asked, thoroughly confused as Ranma.

Archon nodded her head and turned to the battlefield. "Yes. These Titmice... They've had a very hard life." She shuddered a bit. "They wouldn't have even come here like this if it wasn't for the Parasytes that attacked their home."

Ranma blinked at that. "Parasytes?" What the heck was a Parasyte?

Shuddering, Tanya mumbled, "Parasytes are a horrible man-made pokégirl species. They basically lay waste to anything they touch. They never seem to be fully snuffed out no matter how hard League Officials try."

Ranma winced at that. "Damn. Sounds like those Locusts I mentioned the other day."

Archon nodded, remembering what he said, even if she didn't understand it herself. "You mean creatures that eat and destroy everything they come across?"

"Yeah," Ranma answered with a nod. "Get a swarm of them and they can wipe a field of food clean in only an hour... But they're smaller than the palm of my hand."

Tanya blinked. "Sounds a lot like Parasyte pokégirls. They're really small, but if even a tiny fraction gets in contact with another pokégirl, that pokégirl will become that Parasyte."

"Well... Locusts aren't THAT bad," Ranma muttered. "Still... We got to do something to get these mouse-girls to stop without hurting them."

Archon nodded. "I can agree to that. But what? Not many of us have an area-affect attack that can put down a lot of opponents at once."

Tanya shrugged. "Yeah. Archon here has 'Psychic', but you saw what that did when she used it earlier!"

Ranma winced. "Well, that won't work. Hmm... Damn, don't really know how to blunt that attack and make it widespread either... Besides, it might kill them," He muttered to himself while remembering what Ryuu Kumon had done during their fight. When he actually sent a 'shotgun' version of the Kijin Raishu Dan at him. "Hmm... I think a Hiryuu Shoten Ha would work... Maybe..." He muttered out-loud. Of course, Ranma knew if he did it now, it might practically destroy everything; doing worse damage than the Megami's 'Psychic' attack. He had to find someway to do it without it causing too much damage.

Archon frowned a bit, picking up those thoughts. Being psychic was a drag at times. "I don't know if anyone here could do... That..." She blinked as an idea formed in her head. "Mr. Sextome?"

Ranma shook his head. "Yeah? What is it, Archon?"

"How do you do a Hiryuu Shoten Ha?" Archon asked seriously.

Smiking, Tanya jabbed, "Why don't you read his mind again?"

Frowning, Archon looked at Tanya. "You know as well as I do that I don't read people's minds without them saying it's okay."

Ranma blinked. He wasn't sure about how a Megami used her power, but this sounded okay enough. "Well, the Hiryuu Shoten Ha really needs two things. Extreme heat and extreme cold. The clash in a circular pattern makes a rather large tornado."

Archon nodded at that. "Interesting... Hmm... Not a lot of ice moves that I can do... Even if the Vesta HAVE created enough heat for the attack."

"Master..." Came a voice from behind Ranma.

Ranma blinked and turned around. He saw his cute-as-a-button G-Splice standing there. "Yeah, Grave?"

Grave smiled at him a bit. "Sheila and I can do it for you," Though, she WAS a bit upset that her master told the other pokégirls and not her and Sheila about this earlier. But, she didn't hold it against him, after all, talking about what he could do probably made him a bit nervous.

Ranma blinked. "Really?"

Grave nodded. "Uh huh... Just leave it to us... Um... About the circular pattern though, how does that work?"

The Enchantress and the Megami blinked. This little Cheetit could do it? Well, she was a Cheetit. So maybe she could?

Ranma nodded his head approvingly. "Make it a little wider and it'll work fine!"

Grave smiled. "Okay... Um, circular pattern..." She blinked. "OH! A tornado! Spiral!" She wasn't stupid and she had seen a natural tornado before when Tirant was her master.

Ranma smiled. "Right, Grave!"

She snapped her fingers. "Got it!" Grave turned and ran towards Sheila, muttering that she hoped that she could pull it off.

Archon blinked. "I hope that she can pull it off without hurting someone."

Smiling, Ranma said, "I think she can do it."

"Well, at least someone thinks so," Tanya grumbled, not too impressed.

Meanwhile Grave met up with Sheila and explained everything. "So all you have to do is..." She whispered into the Shaguar's right ear. "Okay?"

Sheila nodded. "Sure thing, Grave!" Sheila looked a little fearful. "I'll try not to freeze you too much."

Grave smiled. "Don't worry, I know you won't. By the way... How did you know that Hiryuu Shoten Ha means Dragon Ascension Blast?"

Sheila shook her head. "No."

Grave blinked. "Hmm... Oh well..." She took off and began their plan.

Sheila was already concentrating her Ice elemental powers about the little G-Splice.

(-)

Holding a pair of binoculars, Ichikoo blinked as she looked through them. "Hey, Lendo..."

"Yeah? What is it?" The leader of Team Rocket Rivalsan asked the Kunoichi.

"Check it out," The Kunoichi stated. "There's some pokégirl down there spinning." Ichikoo blinked her eyes. "Looks like an under-developed Cheetit."

Blinking, Lendo took the binoculars and looked down as well. "Hmm... Rather short... But her build seems to be on the average for a Cheetit. Can't see much else." He frowned as the girl started running faster and faster while circling the Titmice and Vesta. "What IS she doing?"

The Kunoichi was silent for a moment. "You know what..." Ichikoo started. "I have no idea."

"MERRRROWL! That's right!" The Merrowl interjected.

Lendo slapped the Merrowl on the back of the head lightly, cuasing her to hit the guard-rail and fall in the basket. "That gets annoying after a bit." He blinked as he noticed something. "Hey, the Cheetit's circles are getting a bit smaller."

Indeed they were. Lendo could see that Grave was getting closer and closer to the center of her spiral as several of the Vesta were chasing after her now.

Ichikoo smirked, "If she doesn't do something soon, those pokégirls will corner her."

Lendo nodded, frowning lightly as something seemed off. "But... Why is she running in circles like that... She's not even TRYING to fight back against the Vestas, or stopping to try and scare them."

"MERRRROWL! That's right!" The Merrowl with the band-aid over her nose interjected, until Lendo raised his fist, smashing her with the back of his hand.

(-)

Back on the ground, Grave was starting to pant lightly as she got closer and closer to the center of the spiral she was trying to complete.

The Vesta squeaked and took quick scratches at her. Of course they were all missing, but there were trying their hardest to hit Grave.

Grimacing at the taste of the Lactic Acid that escaped her stomach and got to her throat, Grave picked up her pace a little more. Just three more completions to go.

Sheila was nervous, but continued to feed her Harem-sister as much cold energy as she could without freezing the G-Splice.

Shivering lightly, she completed another lap. "Two more to go," She thought to herself as she had to move slightly to avoid another slash from another Vesta. "One more..."

Then numerous Vesta were upon her!

And Grave just punched upwards... "Pretty Little Kitty Dragon Blast Punch Attack!" She cried out, hoping beyond hope that it would work.

The Vesta were surprised. They didn't have time to squeak as they were lifted up in the air.

Ranma blinked. "Pretty Little Kitty Dragon Blast Punch Attack?"

Everyone who didn't know what to expect were surprised as the air itself started spiraling, picking up in intensity in a split-second, going from a gentle spiraling breeze, to a gust, and then to a full-blown tornado. Thankfully, Grave had run it wide enough that it wasn't going to do a ton of damage. But it looked like a Hurricane Gust attack from a Pidgette.

Watching as the Tornado ripped upwards, all Lendo could ask was, "Since when do CHEETITS use WIND attacks!?"

"I have no clue!" Ichikoo cried. She then whimpered. "And it's heading this way!"

"MERRRROWL! That's right!" The Merrowl with the black eye and a band-aid over her nose interjected.

Lendo gulped and smacked the Merrowl. "Well, this sucks." He said as the tornado hit their balloon and well... Blew them away.

"TEAM RIVALSAN'S BLASTING OFF AGAIN!" The three Pokégirl Thieves cried as their hot-air balloon was blown off into the sunset, er, sunrise.

Archon blinked as she looked up. "Did someone hear something?"

Tanya and Ranma shook their heads.

"Hmm... Must have just been my imagination... Oh wow! Look!" Archon pointed to where Grave was on one knee in a depression, breathing heavily. Of course, she wasn't there long as Sheila ran up to her. The area around her looked like it had been cultivated by Littletits and Boobtrios many times over. Off to the side, numerous Vesta and Titmice were laying on the ground, groaning, but not too hurt and unable to fight anymore.

Ranma smiled brightly. "They did it!"

Archon nodded at that. "Uh huh... Wow! Who would have thought that ice could actually beat fire?"

Tanya nodded her head. "Yeah... This is like, breaking the rules..." She blinked. "Then again, it DID make a Flying technique."

Ranma blinked. "Huh?"

Looking at Ranma, Tanya said, "That was one hell of a Gust attack."

"Oh?" Ranma asked, feeling stupid.

Archon smiled. "It's okay. Actually, I think that it's better than a Gust attack. When was the last time a Gust attack beat a Fire-type pokégirl?"

Tanya blinked. "True enough. This was like a step between Gust and Whirlwind. The power of a Whirlwind, but the effect of a Gust attack."

Archon nodded. "Well, let's make sure that they're all right. Looks like the Cheetit is leaning on your Shaguar, Mr. Sextome."

Ranma nodded. "Not surprised. That attack takes a bit out of the wielder."

The three made their way over to the two petite titty kitties as the two walked to them. "Master..." Grave said, a bit sleepily. "That was tiring."

Sheila nodded. "Poor Grave needs a Healing Cycle."

Smiling tiredly, Grave nuzzled Sheila's shoulder. "Mmm... Sleep... Need sleep."

Ranma smiled. "Well, you girls did really well." His smiling widened. "I think you both earned a Taming... But I'll let you rest first," Ranma added quickly.

Grave nodded, sleepily. "Mmmm... Taming sounds good..." She said as she started to drift off to sleep while Sheila held her.

Smiling, Ranma walked over to his two petite titty-kitty pokégirls and hugged them to him tightly.

Grave was already asleep, but she cuddled to her master anyway.

Sheila smiled and purred, happy that she did a good enough job for her master. "Mew, thank you."

Behind them, the Enchantress and the Megami smiled at the scene. It made them both feel good about everything.