Anime Addventure : PokeDiggers

by tutcat

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

4. Chapter 4

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

As Ranma was holding the sleeping little G-Splice, he caught sight of something else. There was Britanny... She was slinking off into the forest. "Please hold Grave for me," Ranma said to Sheila.

"O-okay," Sheila answered back. She was curious. What was bothering her master?

Strutting around the forest a bit, Britanny sniffled. "I'm still a monster," The Cheetaura said sadly.

"No you're not," Ranma stated as he started to come up to Britanny from behind.

"Yes I am!" Britanny weeped. "I'm a monster! A MONSTER! WAAAHHH!"

Sighing, Ranma shook his head. "No you're not."

"Yes I am! Look at me!" The Cheetaura cried as she pointed to herself. "I don't even look like I did before. WAHH!"

Ranma frowned. He walked over to Brit. "You're still look beautiful to me."

The Cheetaura sniffled. Britanny wondered how could she look beautiful to anyone? She was a monster, plain and simple. All she looked like now was some sort of freakish cross between her old self and a cheetah.

Smiling reassuringly at Britanny, Ranma massaged her back flanks.

Feeling that, it should have made her feel better. But it didn't. It just reminded her how horrendous she looked. "I'm sorry, Master. I know you can't love an ugly beast like me. I'll be going now," Britanny started to walk off a bit, her shoulders slumped and her head drooping in despair.

"Hey! Stop!" Ranma called out.

Britanny didn't stop, she just continued walking. She was so depressed that she didn't hear her master calling her.

Frowning, Ranma ran after her. Thankfully, she wasn'' walking very fast. "Brit!" Ranma shouted when he was right next to her. He hugged his Cheetaura. "What's wrong?"

Looking up, the Cheetaura had tears falling out her green eyes. "I'm, I'm a monster. I don't even look anything like a human anymore. And..." Britanny hiccuped. "I know that you can't love a monster." Britanny looked down again and spoke up quietly. "I'll just be going now."

Ranma frowned. "Damn it, Brit! You're not a monster!"

Tears falling down her face, she started crying lightly. "How, how can you say that? Look at me. I'm not even close to human anymore."

Ranma smiled. "Yes you are. Even with these physical changes you're still the same wonderful woman I cared for before," He said seriously.

She shook her head to the side and took off in a sprint, crying the whole time. Since he was unprepared for her to take off like that, Ranma lost his grip as the Cheetaura ran into the forest. Thankfully Britanny was just running straight forward and leaving a path of destruction which would be easy to follow. "I'm a monster. I truly am a monster," The sad and depressed Cheetaura thought to herself as she ran forward.

Sighing, Ranma continued to walk as he followed the path of destruction. He could tell Brit was REALLY upset.

(-)

Jetta sighed as she shook her head. "Damn it, Tits," The Lupina grumbled in an annoyed fashion. The titty-kitty pokégirl just HAD to be a drama queen, didn't she? "She should be proud she evolved. Few pokégirls managed to evolve past their second or third stage and she'll be stronger now."

"That is true," Archon agreed as she walked over to the Lupina. "But also, sometimes pokégirls do become more than ever before, for better or worse. She obviously feels that being a Cheetaura as she is now, she'll be more animal than human."

Wincing, Jetta understood. "And that girl valued her life as a human more than anything," She mumbled. "Still, she should be happy. She'll obviously be more suited for PokéBattles now."

"And less suited for interacting with human society," Archon explained.

Jetta frowned. "Maybe," She allowed. Truth be told, the Lupina was feeling a little jealous. She herself was a pokéwoman now, and she was STILL only a Lupina. True, a Lupina was a further evolved pokégirl, but Jetta knew she had one more evolution to go through and she'd be even more powerful than before. And she STILL hadn't managed it yet, even after being a Lupina all her life!

Sensing the somewhat negative feelings pouring from the Lupina, Archon shook her head. "No need to feel jealous. You have to realize that your master loves you no matter what. It's just that the Cheetaura needs some time alone with him."

The Lupina slowly nodded her head. It was true, but damn it! That titty-kitty was getting so much time with master already!

(-)

After running for a bit. The Cheetaura stopped and panted heavily. She slumped down to the ground, as best she could. When she realized that all she did was lay down like a cat would with her lower body she winced when she realized how much she had changed. "Just a monster. No one can love a monster like me," Britanny mumbled as she looked at the river she was sitting next to and nearly cried at the sight of her body reflecting off the water's surface.

"Brit?" Ranma asked as he came by the river. "Brit..."

Stiffening, Britanny, on reflex, stood up and prepared to run again. "M-Master? Why are you here? Why do you want to see this, this monster?" Britanny's body turned so that she was fully facing him, but she backed up a bit.

Ranma took a step towards Britanny. "Because you aren't a monster."

Britanny turned away. How could he say that to her? She was a monster. "But... I am a monster. I'm a freak. Look at me!"

Ranma shrugged. "Yeah, so you got the bottom half of a cheetah? So? You're still beautiful."

Looking miserable, Britanny plopped onto the ground. Well, she tried to, all she did was make herself look like a, well, cat deciding to sit on all fours on the ground.

Ranma smiled. "Come on, Brit. I ain't lying. You know me. I can't lie to save my life."

Britanny didn't answer, she was too busy looking at her reflection in the water to answer. "Just a monster," She mumbled to herself.

Ranma walked over to Brit. He sat next to her and hugged the Cheetaura. "I love you."

Sniffling, Britanny looked at him. "But why? I'm a freak."

Ranma smiled. "You're a wonderful woman."

Britanny's head slumped and she shook it. "No, I'm not a woman. Just a monsterous animal freak."

Ranma frowned. "Brit! You gotta stop talking like that! It ain't true!"

Trembling, Britanny looked at her master, tears falling down her face. "But... What if I can never change back? What if I look like this forever? You can't tame me like this. And," She sniffled a bit. "I don't want to be teased like I was before, when I was a little shrimp."

Ranma frowned. "You won't be teased," he said seriously. "I won't allow it."

Britanny started crying. While she was happy that her master would do such a thing, there was still one problem. "I, I just want to be normal again," She cried, twin treks of water falling down her face as she cried.

Ranma hugged Brit tightly. "I don't know what I can do about that," Ranma said. "But nothing's gonna change the fact that I still love you."

Wrapping her arms around her master desperately, Britanny cried into his shoulder. Sobbing out her fears of being stuck like that, being made fun of, and other things, all she could do was hug Ranma and sob heavily.

Ranma let her cry as he hugged her back tightly. "I love you Brit," He whispered over and over again. And it was true. He did love her, just as he did all his pokégirls. Love. Heh. It was so foreign a concept to him before he came to this world. Now he didn't know how he ever lived without it.

(-)

Stryyp sighed as he looked over the carnage of the battle. "So many Titmice," he mumbled in near disbelief.

"Quite the sight," The Boobgong Tyr agreed. She hadn't had a problem with any of the Vesta, and had served her master as best she could.

"Yes it is. Still, this is wrong what we did," Stryyp said seriously.

"Huh?" Tyr asked. "But we saved the town! How is that wrong?"

"I just get the feeling it is," Stryyp said, unsure of what was bothering him. "In any case we should tell the authorities about what happened."

Nodding her head, Tyr said, "Agreed. They might know what to do as well," She offered hopefully.

Stryyp nodded. "One can hope so."

(-)

After awhile, Britanny's crying tapered off as she just hugged Ranma to her while he whispered words of encouragement to her.

Ranma smiled as he rubbed her back while hugging her. "Feeling better?"

Sniffling, all Britanny could do was nod her head into her master's shoulder. "Sorry," She whimpered out. "Sorry for looking like this and acting like I did."

Ranma shook his head. "Brit, you had every right to be upset," He then smiled. "And what's to be sorry about your looks? You're still wonderful."

"Really?" Britanny asked, hopeful.

Nodding his head, Ranma smiled brightly. "Of course!"

Britanny purred, her tail wagging back and forth slowly. "Thank you," She yawned a bit. "Sorry... I'm a bit tired."

Ranma nodded his head in understanding. "Want to sleep a bit out here?" He asked with a smile. "I'll hold you."

Britanny nodded and nuzzled him. "Thank you."

(-)

His eye twitching once, twice, thrice, Lendo Rivalsan hung upside down from a rope connected to the crashed hot-air balloon in a tall tree. "Curse you, Ranma Sextome..." Lendo growled. "I'll get you for this!"

Ichikoo sighed on the ground. She looked over to the Merrowl. "Should we get him down now?"

"Nnnnnope!" The Merrowl said with glee.

Smirking, Ichikoo asked, "Should we leave him up there until this evening?"

"MERROWL! That's right!" The Merrowl agreed.

"HEY!" Lendo shouted. Gods damn it, this day sucked! And it had barely started!

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

After putting his pokégirls back into their PokéBalls so that they could be put through the Healing Cycle at the PokéCenter, Ranma was ready to call it a day. (Yes, so what if it was only nine in the morning? He needed sleep after such a difficult all-out-fight/PokéBattle.)

However, before he could just take a quick nap or something, Stryyp had pulled him aside. Yes, Ranma could remember clearly what happened...

And he STILL couldn't believe it...

(-)

Grabbing Ranma's shoulder, Stryyp let out a tired sigh. "Look, Ranma, can you do me a favor?"

Blinking his eyes, Ranma was ready to take an early nap, and hopefully wake up in time for lunch. Still, they had already been through a bit. Ranma knew he could give a few moments to at least listen. "Yeah, what favor?"

Seeing Ranma's condition, Stryyp felt a little guilty. "Look, I know you're tired, I'm a bit tired myself. However, I still need to talk to the police about these mouse-girls... And Archon and Tanya deserve to stay out of their PokéBalls for a bit, and get a Taming. They both fought so hard."

Ranma nodded his head, not sure where this was going.

Sighing, Stryyp continued, "I love my girls to death, but Tanya and Archon together are such an experience, that I don't think I'll be able to handle it today," Stryyp blushed more. "So, while I make a statement, could you tame them?"

The pigtailed Tamer stood there stiff as a board.

Blinking his eyes, once, twice, Stryyp asked, "Ranma?"

Ranma stiffened. Girls no his? Taming? And they were a hassle together? Ranma's senses were screaming, 'Danger! Danger, Ranma Saotome! Danger!'

Chuckling nervously, Ranma said, "Er, do you really think that's wise? I mean, they are yours? So if you need me to help, how about I go and give the statement?" When Stryyp just stared at him like he had grown a second head, Ranma asked, "What?"

"Are you sure that's wise?" Stryyp asked seriously.

"Yeah," Ranma said. "What about it?"

"Well..." Stryyp was hesitant, thinking of how to phrase this. "Sextome, you do realize the reputation you have, don't you?"

"I think so," Ranma said. "What about it?"

"No offense," Stryyp began. "But the police might be more inclined to place you under arrest. Even if you are one of the greatest Tamers, and you have prestige amongst the PokéCenters and the League, the police might be more than willing to throw the ass of a suspected pokégirl-thief into prison."

Ranma stiffened at that. "Eh heh... I guess yer right..."

"Okay," Stryyp said. "So will you PLEASE Tame Tanya and Archon for me today while I'm the Greenpeace Police Station? Please?"

Sighing, Ranma nodded his head. He didn't even want to know how his pokégirls were going to take it. "Okay, okay..."

Smiling, Stryyp said, "Thanks man."

(-)

Sighing, Ranma was taken out of his memories by the sound of yelling. Blinking his eyes, he realized that Tanya and Archon were arguing. Again. "Hey, girls!" He called out. "What's wrong this time?"

Looking over at Ranma and away from the Megami for a moment, Tanya said, "I can make a better Alpha!"

Ranma rolled his eyes at that. There they go again.

Archon shook her head. "No, I can do it better. I'm more calm."

"So?" Tanya said. "I have better initiative!"

"I'm a Megami!" Archon pointed out.

"One that's COMPLETELY unorthodox!" Tanya countered.

Archon blinked her eyes once, twice, thrice. "...Point..."

Tanya just grinned superiorly as Ranma scratched his head in confusion. "Unorthodox, how?" Ranma asked curiously.

Smiling, Tanya chuckled. "Heh... Archon bends the rules more than most Megami do."

"Oh?" Ranma asked curiously.

Frowning, Archon waved a finger at the Enchantress. "I never outright lie and you know it, Tanya!"

"Heh, true..." Tanya conceded. "But you never tell the full truth, except to Master."

Blinking his eyes, all Ranma could say was, "Um... Oookay..."

Turning her head, Archon wrapped her arms over her chest. "Hmph! Unlike SOME pokégirls, I don't get jealous!"

Tanya stared at the Megami, her eye twitching a little.

Seeing that things were heating up once more, Ranma chuckled nervously. He had to get their minds off of the insults and quickly! "Eh heh... Okay... But Tanya, why do you think you'd be a better Alpha?"

Tanya smiled at Ranma. "Because I got more initiative than Archon does. Plus I get Master off better."

"You do not!" Archon said.

Smirking, Tanya said, "Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Hold it, hold it, HOLD IT!" Ranma shouted.

The two pokégirls blinked and looked at Ranma.

Ranma frowned. "There's no need to argue. You're both good pokégirls of Psychic AND Magical powers."

The two pouted. That was true, but still...

Ranma smiled. "Besides, no reason to fight. You're part of the same team and both of you are really cute!"

Archon blushed at hearing that while Tanya just smiled.

Ranma smiled and nodded. However, he had to wonder, what possessed him to say that?

"Thank you." They both said for the compliment. Looking around a bit, Archon realized something, "By the way, where's Master Stryyp?"

Hearing that, Tanya spoke up. "I heard him say that he was taking care of something on the other side of town."

Ranma nodded. "Greenpeace Police Station. And he left you two with me so I could... Er... Uh..." Ranma began to blush A LOT.

The two pokégirls looked at Ranma and wondered why he was suddenly acting like a kid being taken to a Pokégirl Ranch for the first time. "Mr. Sextome," Archon spoke up. "Is something wrong?"

"Yeah. Tamers don't blush," Tanya pointed out.

"Well, your Master," Ranma started, trying to thin of how the hell he was supposed to explain this, "Your Master told me that you both had earned a Taming."

Both pokégirls smile brightly. They ALWAYS enjoyed a nice thorough Taming session with their master.

"However," Ranma continued, "He told me to... Um... You see he's tired and he's gonna be busy at the Greenpeace Police Station..." Ranma's blush began to deepen. "So... I'm supposed to... Well..."

"Well, do what?" Tanya asked seriously.

"No need to be shy, Mr. Sextome," Archon assured him. "Please tell us."

"Er... I'm supposed to Tame you two..." Ranma answered with a blush.

Both pokégirls just blinked at Ranma. "Seriously?" Archon asked.

"Master asked you to tame us?" Tanya asked.

Ranma sighed sat back in a chair. "Yeah. You can see why I'm kinda nervous." As he leaned back, the slight pitch in his tent could be seen. He would have had to been blind to not realize he had sexy pokégirls near him.

Recovering from that announcement, Archon smirked a bit and leaned to Tanya, whispering something in her ear.

Staring in shock, the Enchantress looked at the Megami for awhile. "You mean it?"

Archon nodded and grinned.

Seeing the two silently converse, Ranma blinked his eyes. "Mean what?"

In answer, Ranma felt some invisible bonds wrap around his arms and legs, holding him to the chair. "HEY!" Ranma cried out in shock.

"Don't worry." Archon climbed up onto Ranma's lap and looked at him seductively. "We won't hurt you." She started to caress his head lightly before leaning down and kissing him.

Tanya, for her part, had grabbed Ranma's pants and boxers, and in one yank, pulled them down to his ankles, amazingly, they weren't disturbed by the bonds on his legs.

Ranma blushed immensely. "Hey! Wait a minute!"

Archon silenced him with a kiss, while Tanya, looking at his manhood, smirked and started to stroke it, getting it hard. The Megami's tongue invaded Ranma's mouth while she kissed him. Her hands massaged his chest the whole time.

Ranma moaned into the kiss. This had surprised him, but he was enjoying it.

After Ranma was fully hard, Tanya took the length of his manhood into her mouth and started sucking. What part of Ranma's member that wasn't in her mouth, she was stroking hard.

Ranma groaned and bucked his hips up. "A-Archon..." Ranma moaned. "If you wanted a Taming, you could have asked..."

Smiling, the Megami traced a finger on Ranma's chest while Tanya sucked him off. "But that wouldn't be any fun." Leaning close, she whispered to him. "Tanya was right you know, I AM an unorthodox Megami."

Ranma nodded his head slowly. He turned to capture the Megami's lips in a kiss. He tried to buck his hips up into Tanya's mouth as best he could.

Tanya smiled and started to suck more and harder on Ranma's member.

Smiling, Archon ran her fingers through Ranma's hair as she kissed him.

Groaning into the kiss, Ranma began to grind his hips to Tanya's mouth. His tongue sought out Archon's feverishly.

Smiling, Archon continued to kiss Ranma fully and dueled his tongue with her own...

...And Ranma's tongue was winning out.

Tanya, while sucking and stroking, started to massage Ranma's ball-sack during this time.

Ranma groaned more and bucked his hips harder.

Archon smiled and pulled back. "So, you good and ready?"

At that same moment, Tanya stopped her sucking on Ranma's member as well.

Ranma nodded his head slowly. His manhood was engorged, hard, red, and wet.

Smirking, Tanya looked at him. "Well, you'll have to wait JUST a bit... Archon and I have to get 'ready' on the bed."

Ranma blinked. "Huh?"

Smiling, Archon kissed him lightly. "You'll see, and you'll like."

The two pokégirls crawled onto the bed and started to put on a 'show' for Ranma. Tanya smiled and pushed Archon further onto the bed, surprising the Megami.

The Megami lay on her back, her legs slightly spread as she looked at the Enchantress. "Tanya?"

Smirking, Tanya said, "Oh no. You're not 'getting off' THAT easy," she said as she rolled Archon back onto her stomach.

Archon blinked and looked at her, wondering what the Enchantress was up to now.

Tanya lifted up the dress Archon wore, showing off the Megami's panties for Ranma Archon was wearing a pair of see-through thong-panties.

Understandably, Ranma just stared intently.

Smirking a little evilly, Tanya said, "I'm going to prove why I should have been the Alpha," And gave Archon's ass a hard slap!

The Megami blushed, she had intended to put on a strip tease for Ranma, not something like this. Cooing, Archon wiggled her hips a little.

Tanya smiled at the Megami. "Heh. You Megami are all alike. Weak against 'sex' attacks." She gave Archon's ass another firm slap.

Moaning, Archon bucked her hips lightly in response.

Holding Archon's dress up further. Tanya continued to spank the Megami for Ranma.

Ranma stared. His manhood was hard, twitching, and practically begging for some twat.

Every time Tanya's hand hit her ass, Archon's body jolted and she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. Moaning and groaning as she was pokégirl-handled by her chief rival for the Alpha position, Archon just lay there, face down, cheeks up, and took the punishment.

"Such a slutty little Megami," Tanya said huskily. "Getting wet at the slightest punishment," She slapped Archon's ass again. "So easily dominated, I wonder why Stryyp hasn't chosen me yet."

Archon groaned and started to wiggle her hips back and forth, up and down slightly, looking like a bitch in heat. "Ooooh! Uhhhh!"

Ranma stared at the sight intently. He could have sworn he saw Archon's cunt perfectly through the wet cloth of her panties.

Speaking teasingly, Tanya gave Archon another slap. "Look at you! Your panties are soaked! That's not proper conduct for a Megami, let alone an Alpha Pokégirl."

Shuddering in pleasure, Archon cooed and had her eyes closed as she bucked and wiggled her hips in pleasure. "Uhhh... Oooh."

Smirking, Tanya brought Archon's dress back over her back. She lifted the Megami's hips so her ass was up further while her cheeks were still down. Grabbing the waistband, she pulled down the panties, showing off the Megami's dripping sex to Ranma. "Isn't she such a little slut?"

Ranma groaned and pulled against the invisible bonds. Even though he had his reservations about doing this at first, now he was practically dying! He SO wanted that pokégirl pussy!

Archon shuddered and started bucking her hips back a bit, trying to get impaled on a cock that wasn't there.

Smiling, Tanya spread Archon's butt-cheeks and licked along her slit, getting the Megami's underside and her rosebud as well.

"ACK!" Archon cried out in surprise and pleasure as she felt herself being licked down there. "OOOOH! T-TANYA! AHHH!"

Smirking, Tanya nipped at the Megami's labial folds roughly, grinding them between her teeth a little.

Gritting her teeth a bit, Archon started grinding her hips back against the Enchantress's mouth.

Smirking, Tanya began to nip harder, while slapping Archon's ass with BOTH her hands.

Grunting a bit, Archon shuddered as her body hit release. Bucking her hips back against Tanya's mouth, the Megami cried out in pleasure as she came.

Staring, Ranma licked his lips as he watched Archon cum and hard.

Stopping her biting, Tanya began to eat the Megami out as she continued to slap her ass.

Archon groaned and started bucking her hips down, trying to get Tanya's face and tongue into her deeper.

Smirking, Tanya pulled her face back. "I dominated you again, Megami," She gave Archon's ass an extra-hard, echoing slap. "I should be the Alpha."

Archon cooed from the slap. "Uhh..." She panted a bit. "You know my, uh, weakness..."

Tanya smirked. "Heh. Almost all Megami are easy to dominate with rough Taming."

Though she was panting, Archon pouted a bit.

Blinking, Ranma realized the bonds on himself were let up. He slowly began to stand. As he did, Ranma was taking off his shirt.

Panting lightly, Archon looked at Tanya. "You're not always nice."

"So?" Tanya smirked at the Megami.

"So what?" Ranma asked as he hugged the Enchantress from behind, pressing his manhood against her butt.

Tanya 'eeped' in surprise. "Eh heh heh... W-what, oooh, what are you dooooooing to me?" She asked breathlessly as Ranma rubbed his hips up and down on Tanya's ass while massaging her breasts.

Nipping along her neck until he reached her ear, Ranma whispered, "While I was nervous about being given the job of Taming you, I have to admit, It wasn't nice of you to dominate her like that," Ranma grinded his manhood along her ass. "Let's see how you like it."

Tanya shuddered a bit in naughty pleasure. "Do you, oooh, think you can?"

"I know I can," Ranma said huskily, his hands already removing the Harem-girl outfit Tanya wore.

Closing her eyes, Tanya moaned as Ranma removed her outfit very quickly, leaving her in the nude in all her furry glory!

Smiling, Ranma pushed Tanya forward onto the bed. His hands grabbed her ass and he lifted it up, so her hips were up and her face was down. Indeed, a mimic of the position Tanya had Archon in. "I gotta thank ya' for the show," Ranma said as he rubbed his manhood along Tanya's slit. "However, I think it's time you learned how it feels to be the one dominated, instead of doing the dominating."

Tanya shuddered, both from his words, and from the way he was already dominating her. "Oooh… You couldn't dominate me." She said with the last vestiges of her will.

"We'll see about that," Ranma said as he gave her furry ass a firm slap.

Tanya shuddered and moaned as Ranma did that to her.

Smiling, Ranma didn't know WHY he was doing this. He KNEW Tanya was Stryyp's pokégirl... But it just felt right...

Pulling back, Ranma then thrust forward, going into the furry Enchantress's cunt to the hilt!

Getting wide-eyed, Tanya's eyes snapped open and she cried out in pleasure. "AHH! OOOOH!" Thrusting her hips back against his, she grinded them against his own hips.

Ranma smiled and grinded his hips back into hers. "God, you feel good," He complimented as he gave Tanya's ass a firm slap. "Such beautiful black fur."

Smiling at the compliment, Tanya lifted one leg up and slid it around Ranma's hips, before lifting the other leg up and around Ranma's hips to crossover her other leg. This had an effect of making it so that none of her weight was being supported by her own legs. It also proved how flexible Tanya was.

At the display of ingenuity and flexibility, Ranma smiled and began thrusting back and forth in Tanya. "Such a honey of a pokégirl," Ranma complimented as his hands roughly caressed her ass.

Tanya groaned and started bucking her hips more and more in time with Ranma's thrusts, allowing him to get deeper and deeper into her.

Ranma smiled. It was REALLY feeling good. His hands moved form her ass and around her waist, getting a good feel of her fur, especially her pubic fur. His smile widening, Ranma's thumb and forefinger pinched her clit and began to thrust harder.

Shuddering, Tanya moaned and started to buck her hips faster and faster against his rod.

Pinching her clit harder, Ranma spoke huskily, "You like my cock? Love my meat in your cunt?" He thrust much harder.

Moaning, Tanya breathed out heavily. "Yes... So good. So good! Love it! Want it! NEED IT!"

Ranma smiled. He brought one hand around while his other continued to play with her clit. Spreading back one butt-cheek, his thumb started to tease her rosebud. "You're just a little cumslut, aren't you?"

"Oooh! Just a little slut!" Tanya shouted out. "Fuck me! FUCK ME!"

Archon watched all of this with a bit of satisfaction on her face. Time and again, Tanya would dominate the Megami whenever she got the chance. Now SHE was on the opposite end of the domination game.

Smirking, Ranma stuck his thumb into Tanya's rosebud. "Such a little cumslut! You'll need a good fucking just so you can think straight," He teased. "And even then all you think about is a cock between your legs, right?"

Cooing, the Enchantress nodded, drool falling out of her mouth slightly, as she felt her rosebud as well as her channel being filled up. "OOoooh! YES! Cock is gooood! FUCK ME! FUCK ME 'TIL I CAN'T FEEL IT!"

Ranma smiled and continued to thrust back and forth harder and harder, intention filling up the little cumslut hard and fast. His thumb moved back and forth a bit in her backdoor as he continuously rubbed her clit.

After a bit of this, Tanya just couldn't take it anymore and arched her back, moaning while her pussy clamped down on Ranma HARD! The Enchantress's hungry pussy was demanding to be fed with Ranma's seed.

And indeed she got in. Moaning loudly, Ranma ground his cock into her tight folds as he came and HARD! His seed just kept flowing into her pussy in torrance.

Feeling that, Tanya arched her head up and moaned as she felt her belly being filled with that hot semen.

Falling forward Ranma just breathed heavily to catch his breath. After some time, Ranma grinded his manhood into the Enchantress a little bit more as he rolled to the side so he wasn't crushing her. "Wow..."

Tanya nodded. "Uh huh. Wow!"

Archon smirked at her rival. "So, how does it feel to get dominated?"

Tanya sent the Megami a half-lidded gaze. "No comment."

Smiling, Archon giggled at her 'rival'.

Pulling out of the Enchantress, Ranma was blushing like crazy. "Kami-sama! I can't believe I actually did that..."

Tanya blinked. "So? You were asked. You gave."

Archon blinked as well. "Yes. Master Stryyp asked you."

Ranma blinked at those reactions. "Yeah... Well... Still..."

Archon smiled lightly. "It's okay. You know you did nothing wrong. Master did ask you to Tame us for him, didn't he?"

Ranma nodded his head. "Still, I feel embarrassed."

"For Taming me?" Tanya said with a smirk. "Believe me, it's no big deal."

Ranma blinked his eyes again. "It isn't?"

Tanya shook her head.

Archon nodded. "Yep. It isn't."

"Besides, did a bond form?" The Megami asked seriously.

Ranma blinked. "I don't think so."

"I know one didn't form," Tanya said seriously. "It would be hard to miss THAT feeling."

"Then there's nothing to worry about." Archon smiled at him.

Blushing, Ranma nodded his head slowly as thoughts of when he Bonded to Grave came to mind. "True enough."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma smiled as he hugged Tanya. "Wow. You are something else. Hmm... Wonder what happens next?"

Looking back at the pigtailed Tamer, the Enchantress smirked. "You got what you wanted, didn't you?" Tanya narrowed her eyes. "Hmm... Perhaps you'd like to sample some of my other skills?"

Ranma blinked at that. "Other skills?"

"Yes," Tanya said with a smile. "I'm good at sucking cock. And Master always tells me I have a wonderful ass."

Ranma smirked. "Oh? You do huh?"

"Yes!" Tanya said gleefully.

Archon rolled her eyes. The Enchantress was acting like a little slut.

Ranma smirked a bit more and gave Tanya's ass a good swat. "Hmm... I don't know about that ass of yours," He said teasingly.

Tanya cooed happily at the slap. "But it's true! Master says so all the time."

Ranma raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" He looked at Archon and gave her ass a good swat, before squeezing there. "Hmm... I don't know..." He said patronizing. "I think Archon's ass is better. You'll have to prove me wrong." He said, smirking at Tanya.

Archon blushed rather cutely at feeling Ranma's hand on her ass.

Tanya pouted. Damn it! Why did EVERYONE have to compare her to that damned Megami!?

Ranma blinked at the pout. Did he do something wrong? "Tanya, you okay?" He asked, a bit worried.

Shaking her head, Tanya sighed. "It's okay, Ranma... If you want that Megami's ass more..." She left it hanging as she sighed. The Enchantress really did have issues about being 'second' to the Megami. Everyone loved Megami.

Frowning, Ranma took his hand off of Archon's ass. He just couldn't stand to see a girl looking like that. Ranma then wrapped his arms around Tanya and pulled her into a hug. "Sorry, didn't know it was a sore-spot with you."

Tanya winced. "Sorry, Ranma."

He shook his head. "No, I should apologize to you." He said, sighing as he hugged her more. "I'm supposed to make you feel better, yet I made you upset, I'm sorry."

Tanya blinked her eyes. A Tamer apologizing to a pokégirl? She really hadn't heard of something like that before, unless the Tamer was a real wimp, that that Shinji 'Ikari' Giovanni boy she always heard about. And Ranma DEFINITELY wasn't weak.

Ranma rocked her back and forth slightly, murmuring words of apology to her.

Watching this, Archon couldn't help but smile. It was so sweet how Ranma was trying to comfort the distressed Enchantress.

Tanya began to coo happily as she wrapped her arms behind Ranma's neck to reverse embrace him.

Turning his head, Ranma kissed the Enchantress on the cheek. "Tanya, I didn't mean to upset you there. I didn't know that you'd get so upset."

"It's okay, Ranma..." Tanya said. "Really..."

He shook his head and ran his hands through the fur on her abdomen. "No it isn't. I hurt your feelings."

"Yeah... So?" Tanya asked. She really was curious. "What's the big deal? A lot of Tamers hurt their pokégirls' feelings all the time."

Ranma winced, he knew that was true. Especially after seeing how Jetta reacted to him and Britanny all the time before. "I just... There's a Golden Rule out there, Tanya. Treat others as you want to be treated." At least, that's what he thought it was. "And I don't like to hurt people's feelings if I can help it."

Tanya blinked her eyes once, twice, thrice. "I never heard of this Golden Rule."

Archon looked at Ranma in shock. The 'Golden Rule' was something from the Pre-Sukebe Age and was lost to all but the Megami.

Ranma frowned a bit and nuzzled her cheek. "You should. It's a good way to live. That's why I'm so sorry for hurting your feelings."

Tanya began to really relax in Ranma's arms as she nuzzled his cheek bad. "You're such a nice Tamer... I only thought Master could be this nice..."

Ranma smiled as she started to relax. "Yeah, well, I wasn't always this way," He said, thinking about his other self and how he lived in Nerima. "Let's just say I had an accident and saw the light." He mentally chuckled at that.

Archon smiled. Such a pleasant way for a Man to speak of becoming a better man.

Smiling as she really relaxed, Tanya began to grind her butt back against Ranma's manhood. "Some accident?"

Ranma kissed Tanya on her cheek. "Yeah. I saw how I was acting to my girls and to everything else around me. Then I got some sense knocked into me. And... Well, I had to make a change for the better," He said and kissed her cheek again.

Tanya cooed happily again as she continued to happily grind her butt against Ranma's manhood.

Ranma smiled at that. "You know what? You're right. You do have a really good ass," He said while bringing his hands up to cup and massage her breasts.

Gasping, Tanya arched her back a little, pressing her butt against Ranma's hips, and the hack of her head on Ranma's shoulder.

Turning his head, Ranma kissed her on the neck. While doing that, he squeezed and caressed her breasts gently.

"Ah... Ranmaaaa..." Tanya gasped cutely as the Tamer continued to fondle her body.

Smiling, Ranma licked her right ear while pinching and pulling at her nipples. "Such soft fur," He murmured.

"AHHH!" Tanya moaned as Ranma pinched her nipples in JUST the right way. An Enchantress's sweet-spot were in her nipples, but it couldn't be awoken unless they were played with just right.

Smiling, Ranma continued to caress her furry breasts. While he did that, he kissed her jaw gently.

"Ah! Ah! AH! Ah.. R-Ranmaaaaaaa..." Tanya moaned cutely. "P-please tame me. Please?" She begged rather cutely.

Ranma smiled at her. "You sure?" He asked, while massaging her mammaries more.

"I-I know you just tamed me..." Tanya cooed, her body shivering in pleasure. "But please, do it again! P-please! You can tame me in any way you want! Just tame me! P-PLEASE!" She cried out.

Archon just looked on in complete shock. She NEVER knew Tanya to just bow down to someone for sex. Heck, when she and Master got it on, Tanya was still the dominant one.

Ranma smiled and did as Tanya asked. Though he was surprised that she was begging him like that. Sitting back a bit, he lifted Tanya up and positioned his manhood at her sex, before lowering her down.

Ranma moaned. "Mmm... Nice, warm and wet, Tanya."

Tanya leaned her head back onto Ranma's chest, moaning as she was being lowered onto that thick meat. "Y-yes! Fuck me! Fuck me good!"

Grunting a bit, Ranma moved his hands to her knees, before lifting them up and giving him more leverage to screw her. "If that's what you want," He said seriously, before lifting her up and slamming her back down on his rod. He smirked and thrust upwards when his hips met her ass.

Tanya moaned loudly as she felt Ranma plunder her pussy with that thick meat of his. "Y-yesssss..." Tanya hissed as she held her arms behind Ranma's neck, her hands scratching between his shoulders. "S-so gooood."

Grunting a bit, Ranma kissed her jaw as he bounced her up and down on his rod. "You're good too, Tanya," He moaned out to her.

"Th-thank yooou..." Tanya moaned. Smiling, she tightened her vaginal muscles around Ranma's cock as he plunged her up and down. "R-Ranma?"

He moaned and grunted loudly as she did that. "Y-yeah?" He asked while bouncing her up and down on his member a bit faster.

"Pleassse..." Tanya hissed. "Talk dirty to meee... I love it when my partner talks dirty..." She cooed as she began to grip as his manhood by tightening her muscles down there again.

Archon blinked her eyes. She knew Tanya liked talking dirty, but she didn't know she liked receiving it.

He grunted and moaned. "Really? Heh." Ranma smirked and kissed her neck. "I suppose this little slut just loves meat between her legs. And I bet it doesn't matter who's meat is between her legs, just as long as someone's doing her pussy. Am I right, little slut?"

"Yesss..." Tanya hissed back. "I'm just a dirty little cumslut... Any cock will do my pussy, especially long, hard, thick cocks like yourrsss..." Tanya hissed heatedly.

"Dirty little sluts deserved to get punished," Ranma said. "You're a dirty little slut, should I punish you?" He asked while thrusting in and out of her pussy more and more while bouncing her up and down faster and faster.

"Yes! Yes! Yeeeeessssssssssss!" Tanya hissed in agreement as Ranma bobbed her up and down on that tick meat harder and faster. "I'm a bad pokégirl... I NEED to be punished. Tie me up. Slap me. Spank me. Beat me. Fuck me without mercy... It's how bad pokégirls deserve to be punished..." She moaned passionately.

Ranma moaned and shuddered at hearing that. Ironically, the dirty talk was really turning him on as well. "You're a little slut who just needs someone's cream to be able to think straight, don't you?" He asked while slamming into her harder and harder.

"Yessss..." Tanya hissed as she began to buck her hips down onto Ranma's cock in time with his thrusts. "I need that cream so badly... Want it in my pussy... Want it in my ass... Want it in my mouth... Want you to cum all over me..." She cooed happily. "I'm just a dirty little cumslut."

Ranma groaned a bit more. "Well, if that's the case, then cum for me!" He moaned out.

Tanya moaned. His words and commands were just turning her on greatly. "Yeeesssss... G-getting close... Gonna... Cum..." She turned her head to Ranma. "R-Ranma... Please... Cum ON me... Toss me onto the bed... Cum all over me... My face... My breasts... PLEASE!"

Tanya's body shuddered as she got closer. "At least all over my asssssss..." She hissed in heated passion.

Moaning, Ranma tossed Tanya onto the bed, going with her while pounding her twat harder and faster with each stroke. As he pounded her from behind, the bed shook fiercely with each thrust into her wanton pussy.

Tanya moaned louder as Ranma took her 'kitty style'. She could feel him penetrate her pussy deeper than before. "Y-yes! So good! So hard! SO DEEP!" She moaned loudly.

Groaning, Ranma thrust in more and more. "Cum for me, cum for me hard," He moaned out to her huskily.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!" Tanya moaned. "R-Ranma! I'M CUMMING!" She moaned as her quivering pussy spasmed, her fluids dripping from her pussy in torrance and down her thighs as her pussy clutched and spasmed around Ranma's cock, demanding his seed.

Groaning, Ranma shuddered as he slammed his hips into hers. His manhood sprayed his load deep into her womb as he came and came.

Tanya moaned in passion as she felt herself filled. She couldn't speak. His load felt so good in her, even if she had wanted it all over her instead.

Thankfully, Ranma did remember that and pulled out before he sprayed his entire load into her. Groaning as he pulled out, his manhood sprayed all over the Enchantress's back and ass.

Tanya shivered at the sensations. She was having a powerful orgasm, and not only had that wonderful seed in her pussy, but the nice Tamer indulged her in coming all over her. Yeah, she was enjoying herself.

Ranma sighed as he started to come down from his orgasm. He blushed terribly at seeing her back and ass coated with his seed.

Coming down from her orgasm, Tanya panted deeply to catch her breath. "So gooooood..." She moaned happily.

Ranma panted a bit. "Yeah," He agreed. Rubbing her legs a bit he smiled at Tanya. "So, how are you feeling?"

"Feeling great..." Tanya cooed happily. "Thank you SO much, Ranma..."

He smiled, glad he could make her happy. "Yeah, well, glad you're happy."

Archon clapped her hands. "Most impressive, Mr. Sextome."

Ranma blushed even more at that. "Eh heh heh. Just trying to make her happy," He said honestly.

"You did, you did..." Tanya cooed.

He smiled. "Well, glad I could," He grimaced at her back. "Oh man, I made a mess."

Tanya smiled. "But I like it..."

Ranma chuckled a bit. "If you say so."

Tanya nodded. "Quite so."

Tanya smiled. "It's such a guilty pleasure for me," She admitted. "Thank you for indulging me."

Ranma nodded and sat back. "Yeah, well... After earlier, I kinda wanted to make it up to you."

Tanya smiled. "You didn't have to. But I must say thank you," The Enchantress smiled.

Archon just smiled. She never thought such a caring and sexy Tamer could exist.

A shiver then went through Tanya's body. "Could you get me a towel, Ranma? Your seed is starting to cool."

Nodding, Ranma got off the bed and walked to the bathroom. "Sure."

But then a thought hit Ranma...

In cases like this, he had done something special for Brit and Brianna in removing his seed from their fur/skin. And since he might not get to Tame her again. Why not indulge her a little more?

Ranma nodded and walked back to the bed. "Well... I could clean you off with a towel, but that wouldn't be fun. Let me try it this way," Though, internally, he was shuddering at the thought.

Tanya blinked her eyes. "Try it what way?"

Instead of answering, Ranma leaned down and started licking her upper back, getting his seed off of her. He nearly gagged and made a note to himself that cold cum was NOT good.

A shiver went up Tanya's spine as she felt Ranma's tongue, licking along her spine and removing the seed. "OOOOOH! RANMA!"

Smiling, Ranma continued to lick her back, slowly making his way down to her ass.

Again, for another time that day, (Archon lost count) Ranma had surprised the Megami.

"Yesssss..." Tanya hissed quite happily. "Lick me! Your tongue feels SO good!"

Smiling at the fact that he could make her feel good, Ranma did just that. As he cleaned off her back, he got to her ass and started licking her there as well.

Moaning, Tanya wiggled her hips. "Oh yes, so good..." She cooed. "Ranma is SUCH a good Tamer..." She complimented as she felt his tongue move all about her ass.

Blushing lightly at the compliment, Ranma gripped her furry ass-cheeks and pulled them apart lightly so he could lick between her cheeks.

Tanya almost mewled happily. "Ranma is soooooo gooooooooood..." She moaned as she felt his tongue in her ass-crack.

Ranma smiled at hearing that and licked her rosebud a bit.

Tanya cooed louder. "Ah, yesssssss..." She hissed happily.

Smiling, Ranma started to lick lower and brushed over her sex with his tongue. After all, she was dirty there too.

Tanya cooed happily. "Ranma is sooo gooood. Soo good to me..." She cooed happily as she let Ranma lick all about her.

Smiling more, Ranma licked about her slit and thighs, getting his seed off of her and cleaning her good.

Cooing in pleasure, Tanya playfully grinded her ass back towards Ranma's face.

Smiling, Ranma swallowed his seed, grimacing at the flavor. He still didn't know what the girls saw in it. "Well now... It seems that I'm done..." He said in disappointment.

Tanya moaned. She rolled onto her back, showing off her front-side to Ranma. "Cuddle with me?"

Nodding, Ranma crawled up to her and pulled her into a hug. "You were great," He said, kissing her on the lips.

Hugging back, Tanya smiled gratefully at Ranma. "No. You were the one who was great."

Wrapping a leg over her hips, Ranma held the Enchantress tightly, protectively.

Tanya cooed happily. "You cuddle so nice too..."

Ranma smiled at that. "Heh... Glad you like," He looked at Archon, then back to Tanya. "Do you mind if Archon cuddles with us as well?"

"Oh no, it's all right," Archon said as she held up her hand. In all honesty, she wanted to fuck Ranma's brains out and that WOULD happen if she started to cuddle. But she knew he would be tired from the greedy little Enchantress. And even if her pussy would heal his cock a bit, she knew he might pass-out half-way into sex.

"I am SO going to get a Taming with Master tonight," Archon promised herself... She also made mental note to try and find Ranma again later.

Ranma nodded and kissed Tanya on the forehead as she rested her head in the crook of his shoulder and neck.

Tanya cooed happily as she rested against the pigtailed Tamer. "Such a nice Tamer..." She mumbled to herself. She was feeling VERY sated and sleepy.

Smiling as he himself started to drift off, Ranma kissed her on the cheek. "Sleep well, Tanya," He then closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep himself.

Archon smiled as she watched the two drift off. It was SUCH a sweet scene. "He's definitely one of those Tamers that's one-in-a-million," Archon thought honestly.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Sighing, Ranma closed the door to his own room at the PokéCenter behind him. Well, he had finally satisfied that Enchantress of Stryyp's. Now it was time to take care of his pokégirls.

But first, he really felt a need to talk to Jetta. This had just been one hell of a day, and he just needed to talk to someone about it.

"Jetta! I Screw You!" Ranma called out as he threw Jetta's PokéBall. The Lupina started to form by the flash of red light the small red and white metallic ball released.

Jetta blinked and started to sniff Ranma's scent. After a bit, her eye twitched and she looked at him. "Ranma?"

"Uh, yeah, Jetta?" Ranma asked. He was about to ask her how she was doing, but now she looked at him seriously. "What is it?"

Snorting a bit, Jetta had to wonder just what the hell was wrong with him. "Oh, nothing much. I'm just curious as to why you have the scent of that Enchantress all over you!?" In truth, she was hurt. Her master had a harem all to himself, and he went and screwed pokégirls from other harems?

Ranma winced. He knew that there was no use lying to his Lupina. "Sorry, Jetta. Stryyp asked me to watch his pokégirls while he went to the Greenpeace Police." Blushing a little, Ranma squirmed under the Lupina's glare. "And Stryyp asked me to tame them, and they wanted to put on a show for me for helping them."

Jetta's eye twitched a bit. "Okay... But that still doesn't explain how you went from WATCHING two pokégirls to SCREWING one of them!"

Ranma blushed deeply. "Sorry, Jetta... I don't have an excuse... Stryyp watched me and I was against it at first... But it was just an incredible show they gave me, I just couldn't help myself..."

Frowning at him for a bit, Jetta sighed irritably and lowered her head in defeat. "I... Guess... After all, you're the master, I'm just a sex-pet."

Ranma winced. "Jetta, you know that's not true."

"Isn't it?" She asked rhetorically, her shoulders slumped. She shook her head and sighed. "I guess... I guess I've been rather... 'Bitchy' lately, haven't I?"

"Of course it isn't!" Ranma stated seriously. "I just can't see your or my 'harem' as sex-toys..." He trailed off at what Jetta said. "But that's natural. I mean, you're a canine, right? Isn't a female dog called a 'bitch'?"

Jetta sweat-dropped at hearing that. "Um, I guess so. But... I have been rather moody lately, haven't I?"

Ranma shrugged. "Hey, you've got a lot on your mind..." Ranma shrugged. "I mean, you've been doing your best to be a good enough teacher to me as you can."

She nodded at that. "Well, yeah..." She then sighed. "But... With the way that you've been so nice to Tits, the fact that you're being really nice to other girls from other harems, sleeping with the other girls, plus the fact that I'm scared that someone will hurt you... I just..." She shuddered as she trailed off. Jetta was trying to hold back her emotions from bursting out, but it was pretty hard to do.

Ranma sighed. "Jetta... Don't worry about that. You know I can fight for myself," He said. "I mean, you DID watch me fire off a few Mouko Takabishas."

Jetta nodded and winced a bit. "I..." She trailed off, she SO wanted to tell him about her being pregnant, she didn't know exactly, but she wanted to tell him, just incase she was.

Smiling, Ranma rubbed Jetta's shoulders, massaging them. "And besides, haven't I been spending time with you too, lately?"

She sighed and rolled her shoulders. "Yeah... But... You have a harem whom will sleep with you at any moment, Ranma. Don't forget that."

Continuing to massage the Lupina's shoulders, Ranma nodded. "You're right. I should be thankful and appreciate what I have. In fact, I'll make sure I get to Grave and Sheila tonight. Those two could use some appreciation."

Jetta was amazed how much tension was in her shoulders as he massaged her. "Yeah. Sheila lavishes attention. I'm not sure about Grave, but it's probably the same way... Ow..." She whimpered when Ranma came across a knot of muscles in her back.

Ranma nodded his head. "You're tense," He said seriously. "Those Healing Machines aren't working at all, or do they not heal aching muscles?"

Nodding her head, Jetta sighed. "It's just a basic healing procedure."

Ranma nodded his head to that. Smiling, he added, "Of course, I don't mind. Gives me an excuse to massage you," He said as he continued to massage her shoulders and move on to her back.

Jetta sighed a bit. "Ranma? This would be better if I was on the bed." At least then she wouldn't have to worry about falling asleep and crashing to the floor.

"Sure!" Ranma said. "Go right ahead and lay down." Ranma awaited Jetta to get onto the bed.

Jetta nodded and laid down, front end down on the bed, and tried to relax. Although, to her, it felt as if every joint was out of place and all her muscles were so sore.

Ranma nodded. His hands moved to the Lupina's neck and began to massage there first, rubbing the muscle and spine gently.

Jetta moaned lightly and closed her eyes as the tension and stiffness started to leave her aching neck.

Continuing to massage the Lupina's neck, he kept it up until he felt the muscle become like butter underneath his fingers. They then followed her shoulders, Ranma taking care of her scapulas and the valley between her shoulders.

Sighing in great relief, Jetta could feel herself becoming relaxed moment after moment as her muscles started to loosen up tremendously.

Feeling the muscles along her upper back loosen, Ranma went to move down to her back. "I hope you don't mind, Jetta," Ranma said as he placed his hands on her red one-piece and began to slowly pull it down and off her body.

Jetta didn't say anything and let him pull her clothing down her body. In fact, it felt good to her, and would let her master get at her sore points more easily.

With her clothing off, Ranma's hands moved along the Lupina's spine, trying to get the tension there.

Sighing blissfully, Jetta wiggled her body lightly as her master continued to work out her sore muscles. She closed her eyes and crossed her arms, laying her head on her forearms as Ranma continued to give her the best massage of her life.

Continuing to massage the Lupina, Ranma's hands moved up and down between her shoulders and mid-back, intent on relaxing all that tense muscle.

Jetta's tail started wagging as she murred out happily.

Ranma nodded his head. After feeling her body begin to lessen up, he decided to see if there was anything wrong. Sp holding her shoulders tightly as the side, he pressed her arms towards her body.

And he was rewarded with an audible 'pop'!

Jetta's eyes snapped open at hearing that. "Oh, wow!" She breathed. It hurt, but only for a moment, now it was starting to feel really good.

Ranma smiled. "Glad that feels good," He said as he then began to move his hands up to her head. Pressing down a little, he felt a series of pups as her neck settled.

Jetta sighed at that, but it was a sigh that revealed how relieved she was.

Ranma nodded. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he pushed down on her entire body. There was a loud series of 'pops' as her spinal column began to move into place perfectly.

Jetta gasped at that, she couldn't believe how good she was feeling at that moment. Her tail was wagging back and forth quite quickly as her master popped her joints into place. Her lower back was still out of it a bit though.

Ranma nodded. He moved his hands down to her ass and pushed a little to see if her hips were all right. No noise.

Until he pushed on the area just above her tail, which created a LOUD 'cracking' noise as Jetta's hips popped completely into place.

"Oh wow!" The Lupina breathed out.

Ranma nodded. "Damn, Jetta. You were tense!"

She nodded slowly, her energy almost completely gone. "Yeah..." She could do some stuff, but right now, she wanted to relax and bask in the feel of her body practically humming in pleasure, and none of it in a sexual way.

Ranma smiled and continued to massage about her body. "Heh. My Jetta," he said as he leaned forward to kiss her cheek.

Jetta murred at that. "Ranma? Thank you." She spoke, her tail wagging happily. "I've never had a massage before."

Ranma blinked. "Really?" He smiled sadly. It hurt to hear she didn't get even the simplest pleasure. But he planned to remedy that. "Remind me to give you another one sometime."

And so, Ranma continued to move his hands about the Lupina's back.

"Sure thing," Jetta breathed out.

Her tail continued to wag back and forth quite happily. Because of this, it kept whacking Ranma in the arm.

Ranma smiled. "Happy, eh?"

She nodded and murred. "Yeah..." She couldn't recall a time when she felt this relaxed ever.

Ranma smiled and kissed Jetta's cheek. "Want me to leave you out of your ball for a bit so you can take a nap?"

She nodded, already falling asleep. "Yeah... That would be nice..." She trailed off as she slowly fell asleep, more relaxed than she had ever felt before.

Ranma smiled as he watched his Lupina doze off. "Good idea," He mumbled as he slowly let go of her. Yawning, he walked over to a chair in the corner and sat down, letting sleep overtake him.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Tossing the two PokéBalls, Ranma shouted, "Sheila! Grave! I SCREW YOU!" And with a familiar flash of red light, the two pokégirls popped out. Smiling, Ranma said, "Hi girls!"

"Master!" Both petite titty-kitty pokégirls shouted.

Sheila smiled as she realized Grave was next to her. Her tail went to Grave's butt

Grave purred when she felt Sheila feel her up.

Smiling, Sheila moved over to stick her hands under Grave's shirt so she could feel her petite breasts.

Yep. Ranma wouldn't be bored for awhile. He was getting a show! So, he just sat back and enjoyed the performance the little titty-kitties put on.

Grave purred as she kissed Sheila on the lips.

Sheila started undressing the little G-Splice as she held the kiss with her.

Not to be idle, Grave started to undress her little Shaguar lover. Pretty soon the two were down to just their panties.

Sheila smiled lustfully and pinched Grave's nipples, knowing how sensitive they were for the G-Splice.

Grave arched her back and yowled, purring some more as Sheila continued to feel up her breasts.

"Love you," Sheila whispered into Grave's ear as she licked it. Her hands continued to twist, pinch, and pull the G-Splice's nipples.

Grave shuddered and ran her hands down to the Shaguar's rump, squeezing and fondling her down here. "Purr... Love you too."

Sheila purred as she felt Grave fondle her ass. She wiggled her hips into the G-Splice's hand as she kissed her passionately.

Grave returned the kiss and rubbed her hands all over the Shaguar's ass-cheeks, she then squeezed the globes a bit tightly.

"Mew!" Sheila cried out into the kiss when Grave did that. Her hands went from pinching to pressing against and massaging the petite globes that were Grave's breasts.

"Mew!" Grave cried out and then started to spread Sheila's buns apart, teasing her rosebud with her digits.

Sheila purred as she felt Grave do that. "Mew, mew, mew, mew, meeeww..." Sheila mewed huskily as she licked Grave's neck, her hands moving down from Grave's breasts to the mini-Cheetit's panties.

Grave shuddered and mewled cutely as Sheila did that. She took her hands off of Sheila's buns and went to the hem of her panties, pulling them down to her knees.

Sheila smiled and pulled back. Her hands went down to both their panties to get them off of their legs. When they were down to their feet, Sheila kicked both sets of panties away.

Smiling, Grave purred as she saw her lover naked, her tail was wagging back and forth slowly. She smirked and got onto her back. "Mew?"

Smiling back, Sheila looked over her Harem-sister/lover with a lustful gleam in her eyes. "Mew..." She answered as she laid atop of Grave, pressing their bodies together. She began to move her body up and down Grave's a bit, causing their nipples to scrape across each other's breasts and grinding their clits together.

Grave purred and wrapped her arms AND legs around Sheila's body and pulling the other petite titty-kitty against her tightly. "Mew!"

"Mew!" Sheila responded happily as she continued to grind their hips together, making them both rather sticky down there and clits collided.

Grave's tail wrapped around Sheila's tail.

Sitting back, Ranma groaned as he watched. His pants were feeling REALLY tight again.

Sheila purred as he tail entwined with Grave's. She began to kiss Grave again, her tongue trying to clean the other pokégirl's tonsils.

Grave accepted the kiss and her tongue entwined with Sheila's, dueling in a flurry of passion.

Purring into the kiss, Sheila began to move her body against Grave's faster, pressing against the semi-Cheetit's harder as well.

Grave purred and bucked her hips upwards.

"Mew!" Sheila cried out as Grave bucked her hips upward, increasing the pleasure for both. Purring louder, the Shaguar began to grind her hips faster against Grave's.

Grave mewled and grinded her hips against Sheila's, still, even with all that they were doing, something was missing to send them over the edge. Oh well, Grave tried to ignore that as she started licking all about Sheila's face.

Sheila purred and licked Grave about the face as well.

Pulling off his shirt, Ranma had had enough of just watching. Undressing, Ranma got between the set of petite titty-kitties legs.

The two mewled in surprise.

Ranma thrust his erection forward between the two kitties, so his manhood was surrounded by two slits, entering neither, but pleasing to both.

The two titty-kitties cried out in ecstasy as their master did that to them.

Smiling, Ranma's hands went to Sheila's ass, fondling it as he pressed down harder into the two, putting more pressure form his manhood against Grave's slit.

Grave mewled and bucked her hips upwards while her master teased her slit with his tool.

Smiling, Sheila purred and wiggled her ass against Ranma's hands. Sheila then yowled happily as she felt her master's hands on her sweet spot.

Ranma smiled and let them grind their slits against his manhood for awhile, before he began to thrust back and forth between the two.

Grave yowled as her master penetrated her sopping pussy with his hard desire. "Oh, M-m-m-master! AHH! PURR! MEW!"

Ranma smiled. Grave seemed to be loving it, so he decided to deal with her first. Pulling back and out from between the two, he thrust forward into Grave's yearning pussy.

Grave started to thrash under her master's ministrations of her pussy, she loved the feel of his member as it slid in and out of her. "Oh Master... MEW! YES! MEW! MEW! MEW!"

Sheila pouted, a little jealous Grave was getting it first. Still, she knew her master would give it to her soon as well, so to speed up things, Sheila continued to grind her hips against Grave's, stimulating their clits.

Ranma smiled and his hands went form Sheila's ass to under Grave's fondling the G-Splice's furry posterior. He was thrusting back and forth faster and faster.

Clenching her eyes closed, Grave arched her back and mewled loudly from the ministrations she was feeling in her pussy, from her clit and from her ass. She knew she was approaching orgasm quickly and she didn't try to fight it off either.

Smiling, Ranma could tell Grave was on the verge, so he put it into over time, using as much strength as possible to thrust, jolting the G-Splice's smaller body as he plundered her pussy.

After a little bit more of this, Grave shuddered and moaned out her master's name as she orgasmed. "OH! MASTER! PURRANMA! MEW! MEW! MEW!" She thrashed and squirmed almost violently as she rode the crest of orgasm.

Ranma smiled and continued to thrust back and forth. He was still a little ways off from his own orgasm, thanks to starting so late into the fun. But he was determined to make sure Grave got off well.

After a little bit, Grave went limp and was a purring, mewling mass of contented furry female flesh.

Smiling at seeing his little mini-Cheetit pleased, Ranma pulled out of Grave slowly. "Your turn, Sheila," Was all Ranma said before thrusting into Sheila's Shaguar pussy.

Arching her back, Sheila moaned. She pressed her back to his front and reverse embraced him, her tail uncoiling from Grave's and wrapping around his waist. "PURR!"

Ranma smiled. His arms went forward to grab and caress Sheila's breasts as he bounced her atop his manhood.

Purring a bit, Sheila moaned. She turned her face to kiss him on the lips while she rode her master's tool.

Ranma kissed Sheila back quite happily. One hand went from her breasts and down to her clit so he could play with it as he bounced her up and down on his shaft.

Sheila mewled as her master played with her body, she just loved the attention he was giving her, something that she had been denied until he became her master. "Mew!"

Smiling, Ranma kissed and nipped at the Shaguar's neck as he continued to hold her up as he fucked her cute little body.

Sheila purred and was quite happy to let her master fuck her brains out. "Mew! Love you, oh, Master! MEW!"

Smiling, Ranma nipped at Sheila's ear. "Love you too, Sheila. Love you too," He said huskily as he began to thrust up and down in her hot tight twat faster and faster.

Closing her eyes, Sheila smiled and purred as her master continued to ravish her. She nuzzled her cheek against his as she rode his stallion. "Mew! More! Please?" She whimpered out slightly.

Smiling, Ranma nodded his head and then began to add more and more force behind the thrusts, jolting the little Shaguar's body against his as he screwed her tight Shaguar cunt.

Sheila shuddered and moaned out her master's name as she felt herself approach the edge. "OH YES! MEW! MEW! MEW! MEW! MEW! MEW! MEW!" Sheila shuddered as her body finally hit release, her pussy muscles clamping down onto her master's shaft hard as she came.

Ranma moaned and thrust hard into the Shaguar. He had hit his limit too, and was emptying his seed into the Shaguar's pussy.

Sheila purred even louder as she felt that warm fluid fill her up to the gills. Even if she didn't have any gills.

Ranma smiled and just held Sheila against him as he breathed heavily. "God, Sheila, you're great," He complimented as he kissed her cheek.

Sheila purred at that. "Mew."

The two blinked when they felt someone lapping at their joined privates. The girl in question was purring happily.

Ranma looked down and saw Grave doing there. "Feels good, Grave."

Grave purred happily and continued to clean her master and harem sister/lover of their combined fluids.

Shivering, Sheila mewled in delight as Grave gave her more loving attention.

Ranma smiled and leaned forward so that he and Sheila were closer to the bed and Grave.

Grave continued to lick, licking all over Sheila's pubic fur to get her clean, and Ranma's ball-sack, which was covered in fluids.

Sheila moaned lightly.

Ranma grunted in pleasure. "Feels really good, Grave."

The mini-Cheetit purred even more at hearing that and continued to lick. She pulled back after a bit and pouted. "Aw... There's nothing more to clean."

Ranma chuckled and pulled Sheila off of his manhood, causing a little overflow of his seed and Shaguar juice to drip. "Well, here you go."

Grave smiled and delved right back to what she was doing, licking along her master's rod and her lover's slit, as Ranma kept Sheila on his lap.

Feeling this, Sheila started moaning a bit more and more.

Ranma smiled and hugged Sheila to him.

After awhile of licking Ranma's member and suckling on Sheila's slit, drawing some moans and groans out of the two, Grave stopped and crawled up to cuddle with Ranma and Sheila. "Mew! Did I do a good job, Master? Sheila?"

Sheila purred and kissed Grave on the lips. "You were great." She breathed out.

Ranma smiled and hugged both petite titty-kitties to him tightly. "You were both excellent." He tkissed Sheila on the cheek, and then kissed Grave.

The two purred happily.

Ranma smiled at them and shook his head. "You two really like each other, huh?"

The two petite titty-kitties nodded nodded, all the while purring.

"Well, I was wondering, how about every time it's time for me to tame one of you, I tame you both?" Ranma asked seriously.

The purring increased in intensity at that as the two nuzzled Ranma's chest with their cheeks, just content to cuddle for now.

Ranma chuckled. "Somehow I thought you two would like that."

Although, he would have to work out a new schedule... He'd probably have to tame three girls a night from now on... Then again, he had gotten used to doing that anyway.

Grave looked at him. "Master?"

"Yes, Grave?" Ranma asked, brought out of his thoughts by Grave's voice.

"Will we always be together?" She didn't want any other tamer but him. She didn't care if there were nice ones out there, her master was the best and that was all that was too it.

"Until the day I die," Ranma said in all seriousness. He promised to protect them, and he would!

Grave smiled and hugged him tighter, she knew now, if she hadn't already guessed, that she would be with her master for a long, long time. Especially since it seemed that he liked her, Sheila and all the rest really, really a lot.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Light flittered in trough between the closed drapes on the window, twinkling on Ranma's face. The pigtailed Tamer just mumbled in his sleep, his arms tightening as they wrapped around the two petite titty kitties that slept at either side of him.

Sighing, Ranma started to smile a little as he held the two sleeping, purring forms. True, Sheila and Grave weren't as built as the other girls, but there was something so delectable... And CUTE about them that he couldn't just forego. Maybe it was because they weren't as intimidating. After all, they weren't taller than him, they were basically human sized.

A thought hit Ranma with that. Speaking of human sized pokégirls, he better get to Taming Gina and Genn again at some point.

"Hmm... I'll sleep a little more..." Ranma thought seriously. "Then I'll let Gina out so she can have some breakfast with me..." He chuckled. "She hasn't been out in awhile for anything but Taming or PokéBattle."

His mind made up, Ranma let out a yawn and rolled his head to the side, to get it out of the way of the light. Stupid drapes. Weren't those things made to keep this sort of stuff from bothering him?

Ah well. At least he could still sleep for a little while longer.

(-)

Archon and Tanya watched as the door to the Tamer's Room at the PokéCenter opened slowly. Stryyp stood there, bags under his eyes.

"Master!" Archon called out, wondering what happened to her beloved master.

"Master! You looked like you got run over by a heard of rampaging Chocoboobs," Tanya said in shock. She frowned as she saw the Megami walking over to their master. Damn it! She had to help him too!

Grunting, Stryyp let his Megami and Enchantress take hold of either of his arms. "What a day..." He groaned tiredly. He looked back and forth to the pokégirls at either side of him. "Are you two all right?"

"Yes, Master," Tanya said. "Ranma took care of us like you asked him to."

Rolling her eyes, Archon said, "You mean he took care of you, you greedy little Enchantress."

Smirking, Tanya said, "Hey, I took care of you, didn't I?"

Archon mumbled and used her free hand to rub her butt. It wasn't sore anymore, but thinking about being put on display for Ranma and spanked wasn't something that was high on her list of things she was proud of. "Anyway, Master," The Megami spoke up to take her mind off of the spanking, "How did it go at the Police Station?"

At hearing that question, Stryyp's eye twitched. "Stupid, STUPID Bunnygirls!" Was the only answer he gave his two pokégirls before collapsing forward onto the bed. He was out like a light as the sound of his snoring could be heard.

Turning to look at her fellow Harem-sister and Harem Alpha, Tanya asked, "Any idea what that was about?"

Shaking her head, all Archon could answer was, "Not a clue."

(-)

Idly, the Bunnygirl Mihoshi Kuramitsu sneezed harshly. "Sniff... 'Scuse me." She said as she wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

Raising her hand, the OfficerJenny Kiyone Muffbiki wiped her face of the mucus the Bunnygirl had just sneezed all over her. "You're excused..." She growled, seriously considering signing up for some sort of early retirement.

(-)

The League Official at the boat docks scooted another passenger from the Edo Continents along the line, having finished talking with him, some guy named 'Kenshin'. Looking up at the next man to step up from the line on the boat, ANOTHER redhead, the League Official asked, "Name?"

"Garfield Silvearse," The redhead answered.

"Occupation?" The League official asked, having finished typing the man's name into the computer.

"Tamer," Gar answered simply.

The League Official nodded his head. "Rank?"

"Level 72, Harem Master for Edo League," Gar added

The League Official nodded his head, impressed. It WOULD be a high-ranking Tamer that would choose to travel abroad once he had risen to such heights in his League of origin. Still, he asked anyway, "Nature of business?"

"Looking for a certain Tamer," Gar admitted seriously.

The League Official nodded his head. Sounded like a personal vendetta. "Name of Tamer?"

Growling a little, Gar answered, "Ranma Sextome..."

(-)

"Sextome, where are you, G?" Kevin 'Ass' Koss mumbled as he took off his shoe and started rubbing his sore foot. Man, he had been walking for DAYS now. Sure, he had a bunch of Flying-type pokégirls, but nothing that he could just RIDE on. "I wish the Shadow League would spring for a mode of transportation..." He mumbled as he rubbed his aching foot.

"Poor, poor Master..." the Drow Zee Penny mumbled as she kneeled near her Tamer. She took his foot in her hands and started to massage. "Penny make Master feel all better."

Smiling, Kevin nodded his head. "Yeah, that feels good, girl," He complimented. Okay, so this may take awhile... But at LEAST he'd have nice company along his journey, thanks to his pokégirls.

Still, the point was he was in the Buckshiny region now. He was closer to finding his target. "Ranma Sextome."

(-)

Hanging upside down, Lendo's eye twitched erratically. His head wa spounding from all the blood that had rushed to it.

"Hmm, think we should let Master down now?" Ichikoo asked her fellow pokégirl.

"Merrowl! That's right!" The Merrowl stated excitedly.

(-)

Looking over her Tamer's PokéDex, Gina smiled as she sat off to the side. Breakfast was very good. In fact, her Master was still enjoying his, as Sheila and Grave seemed to want to take turns in feeding their master.

"Master, have some of the bacon!" Sheila said, holding a piece in her mouth.

"No, no! The toast!" Grave said. "So crisp and buttery."

"Can I have both?" Ranma asked, only to have both pokégirls trying to stuff his face with foodstuff. Of course, being the Saotome that he was, this was just heaven for him.

Smiling, Gina shook her head. It really did make her feel good to know that Ranma really did care for them. He was so good at pushing any fear or uneasiness they felt down and away from them...

...And the fact he promised he was going to take the time to tame her today was the icing on the cake for Gina. The Amazonchan LOVED it when her master took the time to give her a thorough taming. He was always so passionate and caring with her.

So, in thanks, Gina was doing a check-up on all of Ranma's supplies and whatnot. Hence, why she was using her Master's PokéDex. Besides acting as his Tamer's License and a pokégirl encyclopedia, it also was an electronic organizer with calendar, GPS, and inventory checklist. Whenever Ranma bought something and it got rung up, a record of it was kept in the memory bank of the PokéDex.

And Gina could see he had a lot of things. "Healing items for status ailments, Potions, and a few Revive Pills," Gina mumbled as she looked things over. Her master at least seemed well-stocked.

Then a playful smile came to the Amazonchan's face. While she had his PokéDex out... Why not check to see how she ranked up against the other pokégirls of Ranma's harem?

After all, while one might not think it, Gina herself felt she had something of an inferiority coplex when it came to thinking about how she ranked up to the others. At least now she could try and see how she staked up to the others.

Opening the 'Personal Pokégirls' option of the PokéDex, Gina got a look at what her master had on hand and how the pokégirls ranked up.

PokéBall 1 [Alpha]

Name: Jetta

Level: 67

Species: Lupina

Type 1: Normal

Health: 283

Attack: 256

Speed: 242

Special: 271

Gina blinked. She had to admit, Jetta was pretty high up.

She smirked. Now how about her younger sister, Brit?

PokéBall 2

Name: Britanny

Level: 38

Species: Cheetaura

Type 1: Fighting

Type 2: Normal

Health: 161

Attack: 172

Speed: 277

Special: 188

Gina nodded. Her sister was definitely half as good as the Lupina. "No wonder Brit can't seem to stand up to her," Gina thought. Yes, this was very insightful.

Oh, look! Her own PokéBall entry was next! Maybe now she could get some answers.

PokéBall 3

Name: Gina

Level: 18

Species: Amazonchan

Type 1: Fighting

Health: 83

Attack: 112

Speed: 78

Special: 80

Gina's eye twitched. She wasn't THAT bad… Was she? Still... "I'm ONLY Level Eighteen!?" She mentally screamed. Sighing, she decided to check the others. Maybe she wasn't the weakest one there... Hopefully.

PokéBall 4

Name: Brianna

Level: 28

Species: G-Splice [Amazonchan & Cheetit]

Type 1: Fighting

Type 2: Normal

Health: 123

Attack: 142

Speed: 180

Special: 144

Gina's eye twitched. Yep. Brianna was stronger than her, dammit. Still, there was three more to go.

PokéBall 5

Name: Sheila

Level: 33

Species: Shaguar

Type 1: Ice

Type 2: Fighting

Health: 158

Attack: 160

Speed: 123

Special: 167

Gina nodded. Okay. So the Shaguar was a little weaker than Britanny. She never would have guessed that. "But anyone weaker than me?

PokéBall 6

Name: Genn

Level: 70

Species; Rack-Shasa

Type 1: Magic

Health: 288

Attack: 189

Speed: 234

Special: 304

Gina gawked. GENN was actually a higher level than Jetta!? Who knew?

PokéBall 7 [Non-Combatant]

Name: Grave

Level: 20

Species: G-Splice [Witch & Cheetit]

Type 1: Magic

Type 2: Fighting

Health: 80

Attack: 88

Speed: 110

Special: 600

Gina sighed. Apparently, she was STILL the low man on the totem-pole. Yes, she was actually stronger than the mini-Cheetit. But that little pokégirl's special attacks packed QUITE the wallop!

Wait a minute...

Gina looked closer. "An EIGHTH PokéBall!?" She mentally screamed.

PokéBall 8 [Non-Combatant]

Name: ?

Level: 30

Species: Ninjanezumi

Type 1: Dark

Type 2: Fighting

Health: 128

Attack: 140

Speed: 167

Special: 158

Blinking her eyes once, twice, thrice, Gina looked over at Ranma. "Master..."

Swallowing his food, Ranma looked over at his Amazonchan. "Yeah, Gina?"

"We need to talk," Gina said slowly.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma was usually a very calm individual...

...

...

Okay, saying he was calm would be like saying Akane was a disciple of Gandhi.

But the point is, Ranma had been doing very well for himself, considering he was sent to a world where there were women known as 'pokégirls' that were basically considered no better than super-powered sex-slaves, meeting an alternate universe analogue that was complete and utterly an evil asshole, and had gotten so much sex one had to wonder how he had ever been afraid of the opposite sex.

So there was now really little that could frazzle Ranma's nerves.

However, Gina had just inadvertently discovered a way.

"I've got a WHAT!?" Ranma shouted in shock.

Wincing, Gina knew she had to stand her ground. Ranma wasn't mad at her, but still, hearing him yell reminded her a lot of that asshole Sextome. "It seems you've got another pokégirl, Master."

"Gina," Sheila spoke up, "Please tell us you're kidding."

The G-Splice nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, Master's got enough on his plate."

"Yeah," Ranma agreed. "Besides, when the hell did I get an eighth pokégirl? I mean, I remember starting off with you, Sheila here, Jetta, Brit, Bri, and Genn. And I certainly remember winning Grave here from Séance," Ranma sighed. "But I certainly DON'T remember getting one after Grave!"

"I understand that, Master," Gina said. "But think about it... What did I tell you your eighth pokégirl was?"

"A Ninjanezumi," Ranma answered. "What about it?"

Sighing, Gina shook her head at how Ranma wasn't picking up on it. "Master. Think about it. A Ninjanezumi. When did we last seem some mouse-type pokégirls?"

Blinking his eyes a few times to try and remember, Ranma said, "Well, yesterday, when we were fighting all those... Mouse... Girls..." Ranma trailed off. He then groaned and face-palmed. "Aw crap. But... But I didn't PokéBall any of those pokégirls! HONEST!"

"Honestly, Master?" Sheila asked hopefully. "Grave and I are good enough, aren't we?" The little Shaguar was sounding more than a little fearful. She had felt so good, knowing that her master had actually liked her and wanted to spend time with her. The thought that he would want more pokégirls when he already had such a full harem made her afraid.

Thee mini-Cheetit was in agreement with her favorite Harem-sister. "Mew! Master, we are good enough for you, aren't we?"

Ranma nodded his head rapidly, feeling the weight of guilt starting to come upon him. He loved this girls. He really did. And NOW he had to take care of another one? And worse, the ones he had were feeling inferior!? Not good for his conscience, not good! "It's all a mistake! I swear it is! I don't know how I got one!"

Tapping her chin as she looked over her Tamer's PokéDex, Gina 'hmm'ed a little bit. "Hey, Master, may I ask a question?"

"Sure," Ranma said.

"Didn't that little Ninjanezumi with the blonde hair tear open your backpack during the fight?" Gina asked.

Nodding his head, Ranma answered, "Yeah."

"And didn't that include your PokéBalls?" Gina asked.

"Yeah," Ranma said with a node of his head.

"And doesn't that mean you might have gotten a certain Ninjanezumi if that PokéBall went flying, and she wasn't strong enough to fight off the effects?" Gina practically spelled it out for him.

"Yeah, but I don't see..." Ranma started, only to have his eyes widen in shock and understanding. Falling to his knees, Ranma grabbed the side of his head. "NOOOOOOOOO! I DON'T WANT TO BE STUCK WITH THE FOUL-MOUTHED ONE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Gina winced. "Yeesh. At least I didn't tell him he couldn't get any more pokégirls unless he was willing to put one of us in storage."

Ranma's screaming stop considerably as he went and stared at his rather-smart Amazonchan. "Excuse me?"

Grave shivered. "If Master gets more pokégirls, he'd have to send one of us to storage?" She turned to look at her beloved Tamer. "Master, you won't put me into storage, would you?"

"Yeah, Master!" Sheila spoke up. "I wouldn't get put into storage either, would I?"

Ranma blinked and looked back and forth between the two pokégirls. "Hold it, hold it! What's all this about putting a pokégirl into 'storage'?"

"Master," Gina spoke up. "Remember when I was telling you about the limits a Tamer can have for pokégirls?"

(-)

A man in a navy-blue mage-suit walked along the beaten path that went through the BlueBalls Forest. He paid little attention to the destruction that was all about him. He only had one goal in mind. He had to make it to the city of Greenpeace, so he could have a rematch with the one Tamer who constantly made a full of him.

"Ranma Sextome," the Tamer with the long black hair growled.

Yes, it was him. The Magic-type pokégirl specialist from the magical flying city of Vain. The Tamer known as Séance Leer...

...And oddly enough, he was now tougher, buffer, and beefier than usual. One had to thank the work of the Dark Elf pokégirl Karia for that.

Séance allowed himself a smirk as he walked the path towards Greenpeace. He was physically stronger now, AND he had two new pokégirls. Ones that could easily help him put Sextome's harem in his place.

"And then I will get her back..." Séance chuckled. "Genn will be mine again!"

And so, Séance continued to make his way towards Greenepeace...

...Ignorant of the Tamer/Pokégirl Thief hanging above him.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Frowning, Ranma said, "Let me get this straight," He started slowly. This had sounded familiar to him from Gina's earlier teachings. "A Pokégirl Tamer is only allowed to have up to eight pokégirls out at once? Six to be used for PokéBattle, and another two for domestic and other use?"

Nodding her head, the blonde Amazonchan answered, "That is correct, Master."

Ranma nodded his head. "A Tamer can have more than eight pokégirls thought. And that has to do with taking a test?"

"Yes," Gina answered affirmatively again. "The test is MUCH harder than the one a person takes to become a Pokégirl Tamer, but passing the test means a Tamer is allowed the technology needed to store his pokégirls electronically like data," After a moment, the Amazonchan added, "And Sextome had passed the test, so you COULD put one or more of us in storage..." Gina winced. "If you really needed to."

Sighing as Gina made a fearful face, Ranma felt really bad. And the fact that Grave and Sheila had SIMILAR looks wasn't doing anything to settle Ranma's rattled nerves either. "I won't..." Ranma said seriously.

"But you'll have to if you get any more girls," Grave whimpered. "You have eight out now. Get another girl, and one of us, or HER will have to go into storage."

Sheila whimpered. "And I don't want to go back into storage again, either!"

Ranma blinked. "You've been in storage?"

Nodding her head, the little Shaguar whimpered, "It's worse than just being in a PokéBall. There's no real concept of time and you're in the dark for what seems like eternity..." She shivered. "Sextome had only let me out because he was trying to sell off some of his excess pokégirls again and couldn't find a buyer for me. He then just got lazy and never bothered to put me back into storage."

Ranma gawked. "Excuse me!?"

Sighing, Gina nodded her head. "Yeah. Any pokégirls Sextome used to win would get put into storage." Gina shook her head. "After that, when Sextome felt he caught enough girls, and they hadn't been taken out by League programming for being in storage for too long, Sextome would sell the pokégirls to Breeder's Ranches."

Ranma's eye twitched. "He sold you girls like cattle!?"

Nodding her head, Gina answered, "Yes. I mean, we ARE basically property. It's his right to do with us as he pleased," Gina shivered, "Including selling us for profit."

His eye twitching considerably, Ranma said, "That... That's not right!"

"I know it isn't," Gina said. "But that's just how it is."

Nodding her head, Sheila said, "I almost got sold to the Tendo Ranch, but the owner, a Breeder named Soun Tendo, didn't like how I was so small and underdeveloped." Sheila sighed. "He knew even if I was a very rare pokégirl, no one would buy me. I'm just not sexy enough."

Pouting a little, Grave leaned over to her Harem-sister and gave the Shaguar a hug.

Ranma's eye twitched considerably, and NOT because Grave was being comfortable with Sheila. He just couldn't believe that Sextome would just sell these poor girls for money. And worse, he couldn't believe that he would sell them to, "Soun Tendo?"

Nodding her head, Gina said, "Yes. Soun Tendo," The Amazonchan blinked her eyes. "Come to think of it, that's where Sextome unloaded the majority of excess pokégirls he got, either through PokéBattle, or just capturing them in the wild."

Nodding his head, Ranma frowned. He should have figured that other people he knew back in his home dimension would have their own analogues on this world. "And worse, they sound like they're just as bad as Sextome," Ranma thought with a shiver. He SERIOUSLY hoped that this was a mistake, that maybe Soun wasn't bad, and was just buying the pokégirls.

Noticing the series of facial expressions her master had, Gina tentatively asked, "Master? Is something wrong?"

Letting out a sigh, Ranma shook his head. "No, I guess..." He looked up at his Amazonchan. "Gina," the pigtailed Tamer started seriously. "This 'Storage' stuff isn't something I don't want to have to do to you girls. Isn't there any way I can have MORE than eight girls out at a time?"

Thinking a moment, Gina said, "Well, if you had Celestial pokégirls, you could have more out," Gina said seriously. "Especially Megami! They are given such leeway compared to other pokégirls it's not even funny."

Ranma nodded. "Okay, so that would make at least nine out at once." Ranma frowned. "Isn't there a way to get more to stay out at once?"

Gina shook her head. "Not unless you have another Tamer acting as a 'caddy' of courts, being there just to have your excess PokéBalls on hand." Gina shook her head. "But that's NEVER been done," The Amazonchan said. "I mean, no one goes to get a Tamer's License, just to have someone else's pokégirls on hand. I mean, they're not THAT dumb." Although, Gina had to admit, A LOT of Tamers were still VERY stupid.

However, Gina had unknowingly given Ranma an idea. "Wait a minute..." Ranma started seriously. "You're saying if I get a second license, I could basically double the amount of pokégirls I have on hand?"

Gina nodded. "You could, but you can't."

"Why not?" Ranma asked.

Shrugging her shoulders, Gina said, "Tamers are only allowed ONE Tamer's License. Which means they get only ONE PokéDex, and they need at least ONE pokégirl to start out with so they can successfully be a Tamer." Gina sighed. "And you already have your license!"

The pigtailed man nodded his head. "Okay..." Ranma said slowly. "But how about women?"

Gina blinked her eyes. "What about them?"

"Can a woman become a Pokégirl Tamer?" Ranma asked seriously.

Blinking her eyes more than a few times, Gina was trying to figure out where he master was trying to get to with that line of thought. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Gina, please just tell me," Ranma said seriously. "Can a woman become a Pokégirl Tamer, or not?"

The blonde nodded her head. "Yes, a human woman CAN become a Pokégirl Tamer," Gina said. "Although it is not advised."

"Why not?" Ranma asked.

"Let's see..." Gina started, taking a moment to remember all of the reasons women are usually discouraged from becoming Tamers. "A lot of women still have pokégirl genetics in them. Being around pokégirls for so long might accidentally trigger their own Threshold, turning them into pokégirls as well."

Ranma nodded his head. "Anything else?"

"Well, there are illegally modified PokéBalls," Gina said with a sigh. She held out her arms. "As you can see with me, if a girl has pokégirl ancestry, she can become a pokégirl because of them." Gina shook her head. "And some male Tamers might just be dick-heads and try to PokéBall a female Tamer."

Frowning, Ranma begrudgingly nodded his head. "You mean some of these Tamers would really do that to a female Tamer?"

"Of course!" Gina said in an annoyed fashion. "I'm sure Sextome did it all the time..." Gina winced. "No offense."

"None taken," Ranma said. He had started to really distance himself from the idea of Ranma Sextome, even if he was pretending to be him! "Now, any other reason why a woman would be discouraged from becoming a Tamer?"

Gina blinked. "Master, just why are you so curious about why women would become Pokégirl Tamers and what they would have to face?"

Ranma just smiled. "That... Is a secret."

Ranma was surprised by the numerous face-faults he received as a response. Though he had to admit, Gina, Sheila, and Grave looked rather cute with their butts in the air.

Gina groaned. She really had one eccentric master all right. She then 'eep'ed as she felt Ranma patting her butt. "So, Gina... Feel like helping me study to take my Tamer's License test?"

Gina blinked her eyes. "Master? What do you mean? I told you that you already have a license and can't get another."

Smirking, Ranma said, "Watch me." His smirk widened. "But in the meantime, teach me the kind of stuff that would be on a test!"

Gina nodded her head tentatively, unsure of where Ranma was going with this. "Okay..."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

The NurseJoy of the Greenpeace PokéCenter hummed a merry little tune to herself. It was early in the morning, the sun had been risen for a few hours, yet that didn't mean much in the pokégirl world. After all, kids and those with jobs got up around 7 or 8 am. Tamers got up at noon at the earliest.

And this being a PokéCenter, one could understand why it was pretty much dead quiet.

Yawning to herself as she stood at the front desk, the NurseJoy contemplated the benefits of taking an early morning nap. It's not like anyone who was related to the workings of pokégirls usually used her services in the morning. The only exceptions would be someone bringing in a pregnant pokéwoman who was in labor, or someone coming in to take their Tamer's Licensing test. And it had been a long while since the NurseJoy had seen either.

"Yes, a nap sounds very good..." The NurseJoy thought as she began to relax back into her chair. Yeah. A nice nap, a cup of warm cocoa, and maybe a nice magazine to help the medical pokégirl pass the time.

However, before the NurseJoy could go off and do anything along the lines of relaxing, she heard a female voice. "Hey, you open for business?" Came the rather gruff, yet still VERY feminine voice.

Looking up, the NurseJoy saw a somewhat petite redhead with the most piercing blue eyes she'd ever seen, and a rather impressive rack. "Oh, may I help you?" The NurseJoy asked the redheaded girl.

The pigtailed redhead smiled. "Heya! My name's Ranko. And I was hoping to take a Tamer's Licensing test."

The NurseJoy nodded her head. "Yes, we do offer the test for a person to become a Pokégirl tamer." Turning her swivel chair so she was facing her computer, the NurseJoy began typing, opening up the computer program for Tamer registration. "Name?"

"Ranko Saotome," 'Ranko' answered,

"Place and date of birth?" The NurseJoy asked.

Ranko had to think for a moment, remembering what Gina told her to say. "I was born at Mo' Mojo in the Eastern Edo Continent on July 15th, 282 AS."

"So your age is 18," The NurseJoy nodded her head and typed that in. "All right, Miss Saotome, what is your height?"

"Five feet, six inches," Ranko answered.

The NurseJoy nodded. "Weight?"

Ranko pouted. "Isn't that personal?"

Chuckling the NurseJoy said, "I'll put it down as 'unknown'." She then smirked. "I can see your eyes are blue and your hair is red," She said as she wrote it down into the computer. "Do you have any pokégirl researcher sponsoring you?"

"No," Ranko said. She then smirked and said, "But Ranma Sextome is sponsoring me."

"Really now?" The NurseJoy asked in surprise.

"Yep!" Ranko answered as she nodded her head. "He's supplying me with my starting pokégirl."

To say the NurseJoy was surprised, would be saying that Sukebe was a simple pervert. Still, she could understand. It was legal for High-Ranking Tamers to try and help others get started. It's just in this case, it happened to be Ranma Sextome helping out a nice pigtailed redhead. "All right now. A few more questions. Do you have the 300 slc for the registration fee?"

Taking out her wallet, the Ranko opened it and took out three 100 slc dollar bills. "Here you go."

Nodding her head, the NurseJoy took the money and put it in the drawer, and then went to writing out on the computer that Ranko had paid the fee. "All right then, Ranko, you should be ready to take the test."

Smiling, Ranko said, "Great! So how do I do this?"

Standing up, the NurseJoy pointed to the section of the visitor's center with three computer booths. "You see those booths over there?"

Nodding her head, Ranko answered, "Yeah. What about them?"

"Sit down at one, and I'll download the test to it," The NurseJoy explained.

"Sure!" Ranko said as she rushed over to the computers and sat down in front of any of them. "Whenever you're ready!" Ranko said.

Nodding her head, the NurseJoy pressed a button on her computer. It didn't take long for the computer Ranko was sitting at to turn on. "All RIGHT!" Ranko shouted. Now time to take this test!

1. What Pokégirl should be avoided?

A. Widow

B. Evangelion

C. Vampire

D. Cocooner

E. Run the #$% away from all of them!

Ranko blinked her eyes. It sounded like she best go with "E" on this. So pressing the "E" button on the computer keyboard, the nexy question popped up.

2. You only have 15 slc left. You find a Diner that has breakfast for 6 slc, lunch for 4 slc, and dinner for 5 slc. What do you do?

A. Save up to get more money

B. Have breakfast, lunch, and dinner for one day

C. Have dinner for three days

D. Have lunch for three days

E. Buy sixteen pack cases of ramen for 1 slc each and eat for a month!

Ranko smirked. "Eat for a month!" She cheered as she pressed a button. DAMN this test was starting off easy!

And so, having pressed the "E" button, the next question came up.

3. Your Pokégirl has been a very, VERY bad girl. She lost a PokéBattle. What should you do?

A. Discipline the unruly pokégirl.

B. Let the other Tamer take her PokéBall; it's cheaper than giving out 1,000 slc.

C. Work the pokégirl harder to make her stronger.

D. Whore her out to make up for any slc you lost.

E. All of the above are acceptable.

Ranko blinked her eyes in utter shock. "That... That's just not right," Ranko mumbled in disgust.

Shivering, Ranko pressed "E" again and prayed to God that it was wrong.

And then the next question came up.

4. What is a way to get a Pokégirl to evolve?

A. Taming

B. PokéBattle

C. Evolution Stones

D. Evolution Stones

E. All have the possibility of working.

Ranko smirked. "Too easy." And so, Ranko pressed the "E" key once more.

5. Which of these Pokégirl Researchers is known for Decoding the Sukebe Records?

A. Professor Theodore Diggers

B. Professor Gaja Cherrywood

C. Professor Piney Elm

D. Professor Washu Hakuboob

E. Professor Mahogony Stroaks

Ranko blinked her eyes. Well, there went all thoughts that this was a very easy test...

...Wait a minute. Professor Theodore Diggers? Diggers as in Gina, Britanny, and Gina!?

That was something Ranko knew she was going to have to look into. "But right now, I better finish this test...

(-)

"Congratualtions, Miss Saotome!" The NurseJoy said excitedly. "You passed the test. Here's your PokéDex!" She said as she held up the handheld device to Ranko. "Now, I suggest you get Mr. Sextome to give you your starting pokégirl, and you'll be all set to start on the road to becoming a Tamer!"

Accepting the PokéDex from the NurseJoy, Ranko smiled. "Thanks!" Althought, mentally, Ranma-chan had to admit that the test was TOO EASY! "I still can't believe all the answers were "e" though," Ranko said a bit disbelievingly.

Sighing, the NurseJoy shrugged. "We had to make it easy. Otherwise, we wouldn't have any Tamers."

Staring at the NurseJoy, Ranko asked, "Are you serious?"

"Very," The Nursejoy answered back.

Ranko's eye twitched once, twice, thrice, "Goddamn, people are stupid!"

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Getting to his room at the PokéCenter, Ranma was in a good mood. He passed his test and he had a second Tamer's License. He just couldn't wait to show Jetta. That girl appreciated when he took the initiative to do something useful.

Ranma smiled as he threw his PokéBall. "Jetta! I Screw You!" With the flash of shimmering red light, Jetta appeared. Ranma smiled. "How're you feeling Jetta?" Ranma asked. "You were in that PokéBall for awhile."

Jetta yawned a bit and stretched. "Not too bad actually," She said honestly.

Nodding his head to that, Ranma smiled. "Great to hear!"

Jetta smiled at Ranma. "How have you been?" She asked, curiously.

Ranma smiled. "Great!" He then held up TWO PokéDex's. "Couldn't be better!"

Jetta blinked. How did he get a second one? "Um... How'd you get two, Master?"

Ranma smiled. "I took the Tamer's License test," the pigtailed man explained. His smile widened. "I passed with flying colors!"

Jetta blinked and nodded. While she was happy that her master had passed the test, that didn't explain one thing... "Um... How?" She asked seriously.

Ranma smiled. "A certain redhead named 'Ranko Saotome' became a Tamer."

"You didn't," Jetta said in a bit of shock and awe.

Ranma smiled. "Yep! So now, I won't have to worry about sending ANY pokégirls into storage for awhile. Especially if I should get more pokégirls."

For a moment, Jetta blinked her eyes. Slowly, she smiled. "Well, that's a REALLY good thing then," She said, smiling brightly at him.

Ranma smiled. "So, did I do good then, Jetta?"

After a moment of silence, Jetta slowly nodded her head. "Yeah," She said honestly. At least now Sheila and the others wouldn't be put into storage. She shuddered, knowing how bad it was from personal experiences.

Ranma frowned, recognizing that look on Jetta's face. "What's wrong, Jetta? Why're you upset?"

Jetta shuddered a bit more. "Sorry, but I know how bad it is to be in storage myself. I've been there before." Wincing, Jetta added, "And that was before the League passed the 'time limit' laws limiting a pokégirl to be in storage for no more than five days."

Ranma winced back. "Ah, poor Jetta."

The Lupina shuddered. "I was told I was in there for over three months," Jetta admitted, her eyes looking somewhat distant.

Gawking, Ranma shouted, "WHAT!?"

At the tone of her master's voice, Jetta winced. "Yeah. That bad. This was with one of my previous tamers. I hope he's dead."

(-)

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the TomoHobiki Forest...

"ACHOO!" The Tamer Ataru Morowhoreshi sneezed and wondered if it was allergy season again.

(-)

Sighing, Ranma sat down next to Jetta. "My poor Lupina..." He said as he rubbed her back.

When Ranma placed her hand on her, Jetta murred a bit. "Feels nice. But... I don't want any pity. I survived it before I was a pokéwoman, I can survive it again... If I have to," She said softly.

Ranma frowned. "Well, I won't make you."

Jetta nodded and sighed. "Thanks."

Ranma continued to rub Jetta's back.

Jetta rolled her shoulders and murred a bit. "Niiiiice," She said to him.

Ranma smiled more. "Such a beautiful pokéwoman..."

Jetta actually blushed at that. "Really?"

Ranma nodded. "Of course. I thought I told you that before," Ranma smiled teasingly.

Sighing, Jetta smiled. "And you're the most wonderful Master," She said honestly.

At those words a thought came to the pigtailed Tamer. Slowly, Ranma smiled. "Well, if I really was a wonderful master, I'd make sure your every whim was taken care of..." Smirking, Ranma's hands went to the top of the Lupina's leotard and began to slowly pull it down. "So I better get started," He said as Jetta's wonderful breasts were revealed.

Jetta smiled. "I think you already do," She said, murring as Ranma massaged her breasts.

"Really?" Ranma asked as he kissed her neck, his hands playing with her wonderfully pert and hardening nipples.

Murring, Jetta arched her neck back as her master played with her breasts. "OOooohh... Feels good, Master..." She said huskily, her hands going over his to help him massage her furry orbs.

Ranma smiled and kissed her neck. "Who's the most beautiful Lupina?"

Jetta murred. "Me?" She asked him tentatively.

"Darn right!" Ranma answered as he groped her breasts, nuzzling her cheek with his own.

Closing her eyes, Jetta moaned. "Oooh... So good, Master. Love you," She said honestly.

Ranma smiled brightly. "Love you too," He answered back, kissing her cheek.

Opening her eyes again, Jetta smiled. "You're so perfect," She said to him.

Raising an eyebrow, Ranma smiled. "You think so?"

Jetta nodded. "Yeah." Sure, he did some rather bone-headed things now and then, but he was just perfect with her.

Ranma blushed and hugged Jetta tightly, his hands moving her leotard down her body a bit more so it was around her waist.

Smiling, Jetta murred louder. "Do you like my body?" She asked him.

Nodding his head, Ranma smiled. "I'd have to be blind, stupid, and gay not to love it," Ranma teased as he took his hands from her waist to massaging all about her front side.

Jetta murred happily, her tail wagging up and down and side to side. "Oooh... Thank you!" She said, tears falling down her face as she turned to face her master, kissing him fiercely.

Smiling, Ranma kissed Jetta back happily, his hands still feeling her furry, firm, muscular stomach and her wonderful breasts.

Murring, Jetta kissed Ranma happily, tears falling down her face as she just cried happily. She had never felt so good before.

Breaking the kiss, Ranma noticed Jetta was crying. "Jetta?" He asked as he kissed her cheek. "What's wrong?"

Jetta sniffled. "I'm just... So happy," She said, sniffling more. "Never had someone like you," She said, crying into his shoulder. "I love you."

At hearing that, Ranma nodded his head and hugged Jetta tighter to him. "Jetta... I love you too. You and all the girls. You're just so special to me."

Jetta nodded and continued to cry happily into his shoulder. Any thoughts about how a pokégirl should behave around their master was ruthlessly beaten up and destroyed. Her master was just so kind and loving to her... That she didn't care about what the hell others said or thought about her. He loved him.

Stroking Jetta's back, Ranma smiled. "Such a beautiful, BEAUTIFUL pokéwoman..."

Jetta sniffled and smiled. Still with her head in the crook of his neck she turned a bit and looked at him. "Thank you for loving me."

Ranma smiled. "And thank you for loving me back..." He said honestly.

Still sniffling, Jetta said, "I couldn't love you if you didn't love me first." Still, she wanted to tell him about that ONE little thing too. "Master?" Jetta said, snuggling up to him.

"Yes?" Ranma said as he hugged the Lupina.

"Love you... I wouldn't mind having your children," The Lupina said, blushing heavily. Jetta's tail was wagging back and forth.

Ranma smiled a bit. "I wouldn't mind if you had them either..." He said after some time, his hands still feeling up the Lupina as he hugged her.

The Lupina smiled. Maybe she had a chance now? "Master?" Jetta began hesitantly. "If Genn or I were carrying your children... Would you be happy?"

Thinking for a moment, Ranma smiled. "Heh. Actually... Yeah! I think I would be." Ranma let out a relax sigh as he massaged her left breast. "At this point, I don't think I'm going home..." He chuckled. "And maybe having a child wouldn't be so bad," He smiled more. "After all, we WILL try to find your son, your first child."

Jetta smiled and kissed him. "Master? If I was already pregnant... Would you be happy?" She asked, her voice a whisper.

Ranma blinked, unsure of the tone of voice. "Yeah, I guess." Ranma chuckled. "I mean, heck, It'd mean I'd be a dad, right?"

Jetta nodded. "Um, Ranma..." She said meekly, hugging her master tightly, whimpering as she did so.

Ranma was confused, but hugged Jetta tightly, comfortingly. "Jetta, sweetheart... What's wrong?"

Jetta sniffled. "Ranma... I... I might be pregnant," She said, almost sure she was.

Blinking his eyes once, twice, thrice, Ranma asked, "S-seriously?"

Jetta nodded slowly, feeling nervous as hell.

Holding Jetta, Ranma had a rather blank look on his face.

The Lupina stiffened a bit. Oh no! Her master was angry with her. He wouldn't want her to be a mother now. With those thoughts, Jetta broke down and started crying again.

Blinking his eyes, the sound of Jetta's crying brought Ranma out of his thoughts. "J-Jetta! What's wrong?" He asked, holding the older pokéwoman.

Still very upset, Jetta sniffled. "You... You're mad at me. You won't let me be a mother now... And... You'll want to get rid of me," She said while crying.

"What!?" Ranma asked in shock. "No, no, no, NO!" Ranma shouted. "Jetta! How could you even thing that!? You've got it all wrong!"

The Lupina sniffled. "Really?" Jetta asked, her ears flattened back, tears falling down her face and leaving treks in her facial fur.

Ranma nodded. "Jetta! I would never make give up your..." Ranma stopped and shook his head. "I would never make you give up OUR child."

Hearing that, Jetta smiled a bit. "Really?"

Seeing Jetta clam down, Ranma nodded his head. "Really!"

With that said, Jetta visibly relaxed. "Thank you," She said, managing a smile.

Smiling, Ranma's hand went down to rubbing Jetta's exposed stomach. "So... Do you want another boy, or a little girl?" He asked teasingly.

Jetta blushed a bit. "... A girl..." Of course, no amount of wishful thinking could get her what she wanted. What she got, she got.

Ranma smiled and rubbed her stomach. "Hopefully we'll get one," Ranma said as he leaned over to kiss Jetta's firm, muscular stomach. He was trying to relax. Him? A father? Dear Kami-sama, was it the end of the world?

Jetta smiled and blushed a bit. "You really like the idea of being a father?" She asked him.

Ranma chuckled. "Honestly? Right now, I'm nervous as hell!" He admitted. Hell, he'd rather face a full-powered Saffron than the fact he might very ell be a father. "But I think I can grow to like it."

Jetta smiled. "I'm nervous too... Will I be a good mom?" She looked down. "Will my first baby love me?"

Ranma smiled reassuringly at the Lupina. "I know they'll BOTH love you," Ranma said honestly. "I mean, I do."

Jetta smiled a bit. "Well... You do... But..." She looked down. "My son might think I abandoned him."

Ranma frowned. "I don't think he will," Ranma said seriously. He smiled. "You're too sweet a woman to just abandon someone."

Jetta smiled. "Glad you think so," She said, kissing his cheek.

Ranma smiled. He then smirked and pulled Jetta's leotard down her waist, along the length of her legs, and off of her body.

Jetta blushed a bit. "You still want to do this pregnant pokéwoman?" She asked him seriously.

Ranma smiled. "Just making sure you're pregnant with my kid..." He teased. "You got me liking the idea, and I'm gonna make sure we have one," He said as he kissed her pubic fur just above her slit.

Closing her eyes, Jetta let out a high-pitched murr at that and lay back. "Ooooh... So good, Master," She said, smiling at him. "Does Master want his Lupina's pussy? Does Master want to fuck his Lupina till she's so sore and raw that she can't move?" She asked in her cutest and sexiest voice possible.

Ranma smiled. "You got that right, Jetta..." He said in his huskiest voice he could. "I want to bang my bitch with her favorite meaty bone."

Murring, Jetta rolled onto her front and raised her hips up. Wiggling her ass at him, she smiled. "Does Master want some?" Jetta smiled more. "Does Master want some Lupina pussy?" She asked teasingly.

Smiling, Ranma gave Jetta's furry ass an appreciative slap. "Yes. Ranma would love to have some Lupina pussy..." He smiled teasingly.

Jetta moaned and wiggled her butt faster. "OOOooohh... Someone likes my pussy? Do you want to taste my pussy? Finger my pussy? FUCK my pussy?" She asked huskily, smiling brightly.

Smirking, Ranma licked his lips. "I'd love to do all of those things and more to you, my wonderful wolven woman."

Murring quite loudly, Jetta smirked. "Does Master love my ass? Does Master want my breasts?" She asked, even more huskily than before, her pussy starting to flow with her juices.

Ranma smiled, both his hands went to Jetta's ass as he massaged her fleshy, furry buns. "I love all of you Jetta. From the tip of your head to the bottom of your feet."

Jetta murred some more. "Really? Will you do me?" She asked huskily, her juices dripping onto the bed.

Ranma smiled. "Yes, Jetta. I'll do you as long as you want me to. How ever you want me to."

Smiling wider, Jetta murred a bit more. "Well..." She started, blushing. "Can you fuck my pussy and..." She blushed even heavier as the thought came to her. "Use a dildo to fuck my ass too?"

Ranma smirked. "Naughty Lupina," He kissed her back. "Sure."

So Ranma leaned over the side of the bed, Ranma gave Jetta a nice view of his ass as he looked for the toy-box.

Jetta smiled. Yay! He was going to indulge her! Plus the view was rather nice too.

Smiling, Ranma sat up, a rather long yellow 'torpedo' in his hand. "Heh. For your ass," he said with a definite blush to his face.

Jetta murred and blushed. "Thanks for doing this for me," She said honestly.

Smiling, Ranma got behind Jetta. He teased her rosebud with the dildo. "You like?" Ranma smirked and started to push the dildo into Jetta's ass, as he moved his own hips forward, the tip of his cock going into her folds.

Jetta moaned loudly. "Oh yeah!" She just loved the feeling. "Soooo full..." She moaned out, feeling more and more going into her.

Ranma smirked as both his cock and the dildo went into the Lupina's pussy and ass respectively.

Jetta murred even more. "Ooooh! Soo good!"

Ranma smirked. "Yeah. So good..." Ranma then used his hand to pump the dildo back and forth as he gorund his cock into her folds.

Jetta moaned even more at that. "Ooooh... OH YEAH! M-M-MORE! F-FUCK ME!" She cried out, grinding her ass back a bit.

Seeing Jetta enjoy this so much, Ranma smirked. He then pressed a button on the dildo, causing it to vibrate.

Her eyes widening, Jetta gasped loudly. "Oh yeah! Oh gods! SOooOOOO GOOOD!" She moaned and whimpered out, bucking her hips backwards.

Ranma smirked and then began to buck his hips back and forth in time with the dildo, his cock sliding back and forth along her tight folds.

Jetta murred, thrashing as she was getting a thorough fucking from behind. She just couldn't believe how full she felt, but it felt so good that she wasn't going to ask her master to stop.

Ranma smiled as he continued to fuck her pussy hard and fast, as well as her ass. "Such a little slutpuppy, aren't you?" He asked teasingly.

"Oooh... Yeah... Jetta just loves big cocks in her ass and pussy! Jetta needs long, thick, hard cocks just to think straight. Jetta goes crazy without cocks in her!" She said, moaning out.

Ranma smiled. As he fucked her in the ass with a dildo and her pussy with his cock, he decided to get her off fast and hard! So using his fee hand, he started scratching her sweet spot as well.

"AAAHHH!" Jetta cried out, her fluids gushing out of her pussy. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! Gunna... Uhh... AHH! M-MASTER!" Jetta cried out in pleasure as her pussy and ass clenched down, demanding her master's seed.

Ranma smirked. He began to use his hands at Amaguriken speed to not only scratch her back, but to thrust that dildo back and forth in her ass as well. Smiling, he continued to thrust his cock back and forth, even as she came around it.

Jetta shuddered and cried out in pleasure. "Uhh... M-m-m-Master... Cumm..." She begged, bucking her hips back as her orgasm was prolonged. She SO wanted his seed in her.

Nodding his head, Ranma sped up his thrusts, trying to meet Jetta...

...And he did. Burying his cock deep, Ranma came, blowing his load into the Lupina's pussy.

Jetta howled as her womb was filled to the brim by her master's seed. "OOOH YEAH! SOOO GOOD!" She moaned and cried out.

Ranma smiled as he panted heavily. "So, SO good." Pulling the dildo out of Jetta's ass slowly, Ranma's hands went to rubbing her ass.

Jetta nodded. "Sooo... Full." She moaned. Murring, Jetta smiled happily as she felt her master rub her ass.

Smiling, Ranma began to add a little more pressure to her ass as he rubbed it. "Such a beautiful ass... You know that, Jetta?"

Jetta moaned and murred. "Really?" She asked huskilly.

Ranma smiled as he raised on hand. "Really." Smiling, he then brought his hand down onto her ass with an audible...

*WHAP*!

Bucking her ass back, Jetta moaned. "OOooooh..."

Ranma smiled. "You like that?"

*WHAP*!

"Love having your beautiful ass spanked?" Ranma asked huskily.

*WHAP*!

Jetta moaned and murred. "OOoh yeah! MORE! SPANK ME HARD!" She moaned out, huskily.

Smiling, Ranma did as asked, being careful as to not slap the Lupina's wagging tail as he thrust back and forth in her folds.

At the continous spanking, Jetta cried out in pleasure. "OH GODS, YES!"

Smirking, Ranma decided to give Jetta a bit more of his forceful personality. Placing his hand on the back of her head, he pushed her upper torso down onto the bed as he then slapped her ass VERY hard with his other hand, and then held it there to keep it steady. He then pressed his manhood back at Jetta's rosebud and started pushing in, all the while, holding her down with one hand as he used the hand on her ass to go back to spanking her again

Jetta murred loudly into the bed. "OOOH YEAH! MORE!"

Smirking, Ranma just DROVE his cock into her ass to the hilt. "WHO OWNS YOU, BITCH?" He asked as huskily as he could. Yes, he still saw her as his equal, his lover, and possibly the mother of his child. But right now, he had every intention of getting her off this way.

And the Lupina seemed to love it! Jetta moaned and murred out loudly, "YOU DO! OH GODS, YOU DO! FUCK ME, MASTER, MAKE ME YOURS!"

Smirking, Ranma continued to give it to Jetta. His cock continued to plunder her asshole while his hand between her shoulders held her upper torso down. His free hand however...

*WHAP*!

*WHAP*!

*WHAP*!

Jetta murred loudly and grinded her ass into Ranma's hips. She couldn't believe how hard she was getting off by what he was doing to her, but she wouldn't make him stop. "OOOH! SO GOOD!"

Leaning over so his chest lay on her back, Ranma smiled. "Such a little bitch! You love giving yourself to me, don't you?" He whispered heatedly into her ear. "You belong to me and me alone, little bitch."

Jetta murred and moaned loudly. "OOOH! YEAH! Jetta's a little slut who needs to be punished! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" She moaned, wiggling her butt cutely at him.

Ranma moaned. This time, it caught him by surprise as he just started cumming like mad into his Lupina's ass. "JETTTAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He moaned, blowing his load continuously.

"AHHH!" Jetta cried out as her bowels were filled up. Feeling her master cumming hard in her ass triggered her own orgasm. "MASSSTER! YESSS!" She moaned out loudly.

Ranma moaned and tried to thrust back and forth, prolonging both their orgasms. "Oh, Jetta..."

Jetta murred happily. "Master... Love you," She said, in an honest emotional voice.

Ranma smiled brightly. "Love you too..."

Smiling, Jetta murred, her tail wagging back and forth. "Master's sweet!" She said brightly.

"My Lupina is sweeter," Ranma said happily as he rubbed her shoulders.

Jetta murred. "Too kind."

Ranma smirked. "Really? You think I'm to kind, Jetta?"

Jetta nodded. "Uh huh... But I love that about you."

With that said, Ranma smiled brightly. Kissing the back of Jetta's neck. He then pulled out of her ass and started to roll Jetta onto her back. He kissed her belly again and again.

Looking down at her master, Jetta smiled happily. "Is Master happy he might be a father?" She asked him.

Ranma smiled brightly. "VERY!" He then placed numerous kisses on Jetta's belly.

Murring, Jetta smiled. It made her feel good.

Ranma smiled and continued to kiss for a bit more. Smirking, he then got atop the Lupina and straddled Jetta's abdomen and groped her breasts gently.

Jetta moaned at that. "Murr?" She looked at him, wondering what he was going to do now.

Looking into Jetta's eyes, Ranma smiled. He then pushed her breasts against either side of his manhood. "Mmmmm... Nice-feeling fur."

Jetta murred and smiled. She reached around to grip Ranma's ass and gave it a squeeze. "Oooh... Nice and firm," She said huskily.

"Mmm... Nice..." Ranma moaned happily. He bucked his hips back and forth. As he went forward, his cock really went into her breasts. As he went back, his ass pressed against Jetta's hands. "Yeah, very nice..."

Moaning and murring happily, Jetta continued to squeeze and caress his ass as he used her breasts for a titty-fuck. "Like my breasts? Are they good?" She asked him, moaning happily.

Ranma smiled. "Yep! VERY Good!" He said as he continued to move his hips back and forth, using his thumbs to tease her nipples.

Moaning, Jetta thrashed a bit under his ministrations and squeezed his ass harshly. "Oooh," She whimpered out huskily.

"Oh, yeah..." Ranma smiled. "Such nice hands... And what beautiful tits... Just as good as Brit's..."

At hearing that, Jetta frowned a bit. "Only as good as hers?" She looked down. "I'm just as good as her? Not better?" She asked, a little disappointed.

Ranma sighed. He continued to massage her breasts gently as he thrust. "Jetta, you're breasts are still great. Don't sell yourself short."

Jetta sniffled a bit. "Really?"

"Really," Ranma said, his thumbs pressing against her nipples a little harder.

Jetta moaned and squeezed his ass tightly.

Ranma smiled. "Mmm... Yeah... Such good hands... Such good breasts..." He smiled. "Such a good pokégirl."

Smiling, Jetta moaned and blushed. "Pokéwoman," She corrected, murring out huskily as he continued to play with her breasts in JUST the right way.

Ranma smiled. "I've decided I can't call you a pokéwoman. You're just so damn beautiful, sexy, and nice, that I can't call you by a term you tell me is reserved for 'older' pokégirls."

Jetta smiled and kissed his member as the head got to her face. "Thank you," She said and licked the head a bit more as she squeezed his ass tightly.

Ranma smiled. "Mmm... Yeah... So good... Thank you, Jetta..."

Jetta smiled and continued to lick and kiss his member as it got close to her face. Her hands mercilessly squeezed and kneaded his fleshy buns.

Groaning, Ranma smiled. Jetta was just being SO damn good to him. "Mmmmm... Jetta... Yes... Thank you..." He said appreciatively as he bucked his hips.

Jetta murred and smiled as he continued his titty-fuck. While he did that, he continued to lick and kiss at his member.

Ranma groaned. "Ah, yesss... Jetta... I'm getting close..." He moaned happily.

Murring, Jetta continued to kiss and lick the head of his member while massaging and caressing his ass. "So good," She said between licks and kisses.

Finally, Ranma couldn't take it anymore. Moaning loudly, the pigtailed Tamer came, blowing his load onto Jetta's breasts, her neck, and her face.

Jetta opened her mouth to get as much of the fluid as she possibly could. "Tasty!" She said, grinning.

Sweating a bit, Ranma panted to catch his breath. "You think so?" He asked.

Jetta nodded and smiled. "Yeah," She said while licking her face. "Mmm..."

Ranma smiled as he looked Jetta over, his cream all over her face. "God, you look beautiful like that."

The Lupina blushed at that compliment. "Really?"

Ranma nodded. "Very."

Jetta smiled happily. "Thank you."

Smiling, Ranma didn't care about the fact her face was covered in his cream. Leaning over, he kissed her on the lips passionately, pressing his body into hers.

Closing her eyes, Jetta murred into the kiss, feeling her master's body atop of hers. This just felt so good, so perfect to be with him. Leaning her head back to break the kiss, she mumbled, "Masterrr?"

"Yes?" Ranma said, kissing her neck and trying to avoid splotches of cum.

Giggling a little, the Lupina said, "I think we need to use the shower."

Blushing a bit, Ranma raised his torso up. Yup. He got some of his spunk on himself too. "Eh heh... I guess you're right," Ranma answered with a nervous chuckle.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Jetta murred as she felt her master's hands on her. Damn. He always seemed to know just where to touch her to make her feel good. She could feel her body just relax against those warm hands as he worked her over, digging his fingers into her fur.

It felt so good to Jetta. Her master's hands. The rather sweet-smelling shampoo. The warm water cascading down her body from the showerhead. It had been far too long since the last time she was cleaned like this; she really missed it. Hell, the closest she had gotten to being 'cleaned' the past numerous years was when she was either being hosed down, when she jumped into a river or lake, or when she had her Tamer's cum licked off of her by one of her Harem-sisters.

"Yep, I'm just going to enjoy this," The Lupina thought happily. She murred cutely as she felt Ranma's hands playing with her breasts as he worked the shampoo into her fur. It was just divine to Jetta. She couldn't believe how much her new master just loved to play with her body; it made her feel so young and alive...

...Well, it at least made her feel so alive. Even when she was younger, none of her past Tamers had given her the attention that Ranma did. She was mostly used for PokéBattles and given Tamings only when she needed it. "But Ranma gives it to me on a more regular basis," Jetta thought with a smile. Hell, because of that fact, she might very well be pregnant.

"And he's happy. He's actually happy," Jetta thought in relief. The last time she had gotten pregnant, her last Tamer, Thabian, just threw her back into her PokéBall, with no intention on letting her out again. Two weeks later, she had been let out, only to find herself being sold to Nodoka and given to her little rat bastard son, Sextome.

Jetta shivered, trying to dispel the unpleasurable memories. She had to put that behind her. Sextome had gotten what he had deserved, and Thabian was just a bastard who had forced her away from her firstborn. And now, her new master wanted to help her find her son AND he was going to let her keep their child too. She would finally truly get to be a mother, and she so looked forward to it.

Feeling the pressure leave her breasts, Jetta whined a little when she felt Ranma take his hands off of her breasts, but she relaxed as soon as they were on her body again, massaging her shoulder muscles and getting more shampoo into her fur there.

With her master really massaging her shoulders, the Lupina closed her eyes. Jetta mentally sighed as she started to really relax again. She was never this bad before, never in her life. She had always been pretty independent, even when being tortured, or rather 'disciplined' by past Tamers. She never really needed them except for the few-and-far-between Tamings they gave her to keep her from going Feral. Now she couldn't help but just need to be around Ranma. HER master. A man who was possibly the single greatest credit to the male gender in her entire world.

Bringing his hands from the Lupina's shoulders to move along her spine, Ranma was trying to work the shampoo into her fur. The fur was feeling quite softer as he wetted it down and used the shampoo with conditioner, but still the amount of difference that he was finding was surprising the pigtailed Tamer. "Jetta?" Ranma asked.

"Murr?" Jetta replied, turning her head to look over at her Tamer who was giving her such a thorough cleaning.

Ranma blushed and lowered his eyes. He just continued to move his hands up and down her back as thoughts continued to race through his head. "I'm gonna be a father..."

Sighing, Ranma was trying to keep on a happy face for Jetta's sake, but deep down, he felt like screaming his head off and running for the hills. Jetta might have been pregnant. MIGHT being the keyword, but knowing his luck, she was. Great. Just frikin' great. While Ranma had no illusions that if his mother, (either his own or THIS world's analogue) knew about this, she would be ecstatic, he himself wasn't so excited.

Ranma didn't know what scared him more. The fact Jetta was pregnant or the fact that this would be HIS kid. At least with Jetta's first child, the kid had to be, what? Three-years-old at least? Ranma wouldn't mind trying to teach the kid some. After all, Ranma knew he could be at least a decent role-model for a kid who's not his.

After all, he'd seen Happosai try to raise kids before a little, and even though he was a perverted old man, Happosai could at least teach kids who weren't his own to become decent fighters. Natsumi and Kurumi were one of the best spars he ever had. And if Happosai could do it, than god damn it, so could he!

Still, that was different. Ranma would be able to view THAT in almost a third-party sense. He could help raise the kid, but the child was Jetta's. This time, it would be his. His responsibility to teach, raise, love, and just be a father to this possible child on the way.

And Ranma didn't know if he could do it. After all, he only had his own father as a frikin' role-model while growing up, for crying out loud! And while Ranma was sure he could do a hell of a lot better job than his Pops could do, Ranma wasn't sure if he wanted to do it.

But still. Seeing Jetta start to cry like that, Ranma knew he couldn't say no to her. Knew he couldn't run scream, or just ask, 'are you nuts!?'. He knew these girls had gone through absolute and utter hell in this world, being treated no better than sex-toys. Actually, they WERE being treated like sex-toys. Sex-toys who packed more wallop than some martial artists that Ranma knew, but he still knew that they overall weren't being treated like they should be. They weren't being treated like people with thoughts, hopes, and dreams. And if he could give hope to one, even if it meant doing something he fear more than anything, he would.

"Kami-sama, I must be stupid..." Ranma mentally groaned as he continued to wash Jetta's spine, his hands being VERY careful as to not touch a certain 'sexual stimulation spot' he had made the mistake of playing with the first time since he got to this world. True, he wouldn't mind playing with it now, but he had to save his strength. He still had that new pokégirl to tame and bond, and he didn't want to use up all his strength spoiling Jetta... Although that wouldn't have been too bad if it DID happen.

Smiling, Jetta was enjoying the ministrations he master did as he worked the shampoo into her fur. Still, the silence was getting to her. She KNEW he had just tried to ask something, but he just... Sputtered out and went silent. Was something bothering him? Was it because of her? "Ranma?" Jetta asked cautiously, since she COULD use his name and knew he preferred that to the title of 'Master'.

Blinking his eyes, Ranma intelligently asked, "Huh?"

"Ranma," Jetta spoke up again. "We're you trying to ask me something?"

After a moment, Ranma blinked. "What makes you say that?"

"You had called my name to get my attention before," Jetta said. She murred a little as she felt Ranma press his hand harder against her back, yet not hurting her. "Is there something you wanted to ask me?"

Ranma sighed. Damn. How the hell do you tell someone if everything you might have done for them was because you just pitied them so damn much?

Sadly, Ranma couldn't think of anything to convey his feelings in this case. He just wanted his pokégirl to feel good; wanted her to be happy. And he knew his own thoughts on the subject just might depress the hell out of the poor Lupina.

Frowning a little, Jetta could tell something was seriously bothering her master. She could feel it over the bond. "Master? What's wrong?"

Sighing, Ranma knew he had to tell her something, anything to get her off his back. "Well, Jetta..." Ranma started slowly, trying to think of anything. He then smirked as a thought hit him. She was rather enjoying this shower. "When was the last time you had a shower, hmm?" He managed to smile a bit more as he teased, "Someone was smelling rather stinky until I got her in her." Yep! Light-insults! A classic tenant of the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts. God bless martial arts! They always saved his ass...

...Unless he was being blackmailed by Nabiki...

...Or forced to deal with insane kendoists and gymnasts who refused to understand his curse...

...Or dealing with stupid pompous, overweight, panda-bastard fathers who got their sons in trouble with numerous fiancées.

...

Okay, so there were A LOT of things martial arts couldn't help him with! But darn it, it was helping him here! Or at least he thought so.

Blushing a little, Jetta shook her head lightly. "Actually, Ranma, I'm not sure."

"Eh?" Ranma asked, not expecting that answer.

Sighing a little Jetta turned her head to look at Ranma. "I can't remember the last time I was actually in a shower," She admitted with a blush. "Been years since I actually had a Tamer use soap or shampoo or any cleaning products on me."

Ranma's eye twitched a little. "You're kidding me, right?"

Jetta shook her head. "No, Ranma," She said seriously. "Tamer's usually don't think about their pokégirls' hygiene as much as they should. They tend look make sure they have stuff for themselves, but pokégirls are an after-thought."

Ranma blinked. "Are you putting me on?"

"No, Ranma," Jetta said seriously. "Something in the PokéBalls deodorizes us while we're in them so we don't' smell, but we never really get 'cleaned'," She shrugged her shoulders. "And since we don't stink, Tamers don't care if we're really clean or not."

His eye twitching considerably, Ranma frowned. True, while on the road he didn't get to bathe or brush his teeth as regularly as he would have liked, but to hear that these girls didn't get a chance to get cleaned up just because their Tamers didn't think to was just wrong to him. "Yeesh, the more I hear about this world, the more I gotta say one thing."

"Oh?" Jetta asked as she raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"

Frowning, Ranma said, "The people here are so goddamn stupid!"

Blinking her eyes a little bit at Ranma's statement, a smile soon appeared on the Lupina's face. Soon, Jetta had to raise her hand in an effort to keep from laughing, (and failing miserably at it).

Staring at the Lupina who was giggling at this, Ranma could only ask, "What's so funny?"

"You are, Ranma," Jetta admitted with a smile. "You know how refreshing it is to hear someone tell it like it is?" She asked.

"Uh, not really," Ranma said. He looked at Jetta. "What, you mean people here really are that goddamn stupid!?"

Turning around to face her Tamer, Jetta took a moment to revel in the feel of the warm water hitting her back, "Well, Ranma, technology had made keeping and raising pokégirls like myself rather easy," Jetta said. "So I guess it's not surprising that almost anyone with an eighth of a brain can become a Tamer."

Blushing a bit as Ranma stared at the Lupina's breasts, his mind was kept off of thoughts of Taming by the fact that Jetta had just told him. "basically, because it's so easy to become a Tamer, and because a lot of the work was taken out of it by technology, a lot of people just don't know how to properly raise their pokégirls?"

"I guess you could say that," Jetta admitted. "Truth be told you should hear about some of the original Tamers. Like Icarod Mathers."

"Who?" Ranma asked.

Jetta rolled her eyes. She couldn't really blame Ranma. After all, he wasn't from this world, and so probably never heard of Icarod. "Icarod Mathers was a Canadian Soldier, who, in essence, became the very first Pokégirl Tamer. He saved a Growlie from an old foot-trap and she followed him. He tamed her, she stayed loyal. They then traveled around helping people that they could," Jetta shook her head. "It was a time before PokéBalls, PokéDex, PokéCenters, PokéGirl Leagues, and that god-awful PokéChow. Icarod did everything with his Growlie Pam. They slept together, ate together, fought together, and basically lived life together 24/7." Jetta smiled. "In a way, he knew what it meant to treat and raise pokégirls; to be a Tamer."

Ranma chuckled a little bit. "Wow. Another history lesson," He smirked. "And all this without Gina's textbooks and being naked in a shower with a gorgeous Lupina."

Blushing a little bit, Jetta smiled. "Get information whenever you can," She said seriously. "You know it's hard to ask us questions when others are around."

"True enough," Ranma agreed. Sighing, he walked towards Jetta, not minding the wet fur as he hugged the Lupina tightly to him.

Blushing a little, Jetta asked, "Ranma? Is something wrong?"

Ranma sighed, pressing his head into Jetta's breasts. "Nothin'." He said. Although deep down that had made him think. So at one point there was possibly good Tamers. Now, it seemed the majority of them were jackasses. Although Ranma could admit that that Stryyp guy was pretty decent. "Jetta?"

"Yes, Ranma?" Jetta asked.

"Can I just hold ya'?" He asked seriously. "I feel like just holding you."

Smiling, Jetta murred as she wrapped her arms around her master. "Of course you can, Ranma."

Sighing in relief, Ranma nuzzled his head into Jetta's breasts. "Thanks," He mumbled. He needed to relax. He had been doing the best he could for these girls, but he had to admit deep down that it was getting to him. He was getting tired from Taming and all these PokéBattles, and finally that bit of news Jetta might be pregnant was the final straw. This world was wearing him down. "Hey, Jetta?"

"Yes, Ranma?" Jetta responded.

"Is it unheard of for Tamers to go into periods of hibernation?" Ranma asked dead-serious.

Jetta chuckled. "Sorry, Ranma. Just doesn't happen. Especially if a Tamer has Vixxens."

"Damn," Ranma grumbled. He then blinked his eyes at that last bit the Lupina said. "Vixxen? What's a Vixxen?"

Looking down at Ranma, Jetta let him rest against her as she told him, "Vixxens are one of the most common types of Fire-type pokégirls you can find," She smirked. "Those vulpine-girls are also the horniest pokégirls you'll find. They have incredibly high libidos," Her smile widened, "Probably more than Tits's, if you can believe that!"

Ranma chuckled a little. "Sorry about before," He apologized. "Britanny was so good."

"It's all right," Jetta said assuringly as she rubbed his back in turn. "Besides, you've been doing good at spoiling one other pokégirl."

"I have?" Ranma asked as he looked up. "Who?"

Smiling, Jetta leaned her head forward a little to look into Ranma's eyes. "Me." She then kissed him on the lips.

Ranma sighed into the kiss. However, it was assuring to know that she genuinely appreciated everything that he did for her and the rest of the girls. Breaking the kiss, Ranma nuzzled her chest a bit more. "Jetta?"

"Yes, Ranma?" She asked, still attentive of her master.

"Love you," Ranma admitted. It just made him feel better when he said that, admitting he cared for someone.

Her smile widening Jetta held onto her master tighter. "Love you too." Yep. Jetta knew now that Ranma was the one for her. She didn't care anymore if it was considered inappropriate for a Tamer to have an older pokéwoman as his Alpha. She didn't care if others would think it weird if he kissed and groped her in public. She didn't care that he was half her age. She cared for her master deeply, that's all there was to it.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Blinking her eyes once, twice, thrice, the lupine pokéwoman looked over her shoulder and stared at her master with a curious eye as he continued to towel her off. "What did you say?"

"I said I got another pokégirl to take care of this evening," Ranma said, wondering why the hell he brought this up as a topic. "A mouse-girl."

Jetta raised an eyebrow. "A mouse-girl? You mean from the other day?"

"Yep," Ranma admitted, drying off the Lupina as best he could. He himself was still a little drenched from when she started shaking herself to and sent droplets of water flying, but at least with this towel he could persuade her there were other ways to get dry.

Jetta was silent for a moment, trying to process that rather simple answer Ranma had given her. "Oh, Ranma..."

"Yeah, Jetta?" Ranma asked, continuing to towel her off, again, being very careful as to NOT press the sexual stimulant spot on the small of her back.

"Well, Ranma, correct me if I'm wrong," Jetta started seriously, "But I didn't see you PokéBall ANY mouse-type pokégirls during that entire event."

Shrugging, Ranma answered, "I think it might have happened by accident." The pigtailed Tamer sighed. "I mean that blonde rat-pokégirl with the foul mouth DID tear apart my last backpack and my stuff got sent flying."

Jetta winced. "Great. You probably had an empty PokéBall that went flying and it hit an unconscious mouse-pokégirl."

"That's what Gina thinks might have happened," Ranma admitted.

Blinking her eyes, Jetta asked, "Gina knew?"

"Yeah," Ranma said. "I mean, she was the one who discovered it."

"Oh?" Jetta asked, raising an eyebrow. "How'd she do that?"

"Well, it was during breakfast and I had her out during the time, and she was looking through my PokéDex," Ranma blushed, "While Grave and Sheila were content to feel me by hand."

Letting out a sigh, Jetta rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Ranma?"

"Yeah, Jetta?" Ranma asked, still toweling down the Lupina, who was during off.

"Gina isn't supposed to do that," Jetta said seriously. "Pokégirls are not supposed to be snooping around through their owner's PokéDex's."

Shrugging, Ranma answered, "What do I care if she does or not?" Ranma then chuckled a little bit. "Hell, I think she knows how to use it better than I do."

Frowning a little, the Lupina shook her head. "Ranma," Jetta started seriously, "While I do think it's rather nice you're very lenient and liberal with how you treat us, I do have to remind you not to do that sort of stuff with us in public," Jetta sighed, "No matter how nice it is."

Sighing, Ranma begrudgingly nodded his head to agree with Jetta. "I know. But still, it was in my own room. It's not like anyone else would have seen, you know?"

"I know," Jetta said. She smiled playfully at her master. "Just making sure you don't get so used to being extremely nice that you act like it in public without thinking."

Giving Jetta the classic 'Saotome Smirk'(TM), Ranma said, "Sorry 'bout that, Jetta. But I think it's fair to warn you that acting without thinking is one of my best attributes." His smile widening, Ranma pat Jetta's butt happily. "Like now for instance."

Murring happily, Jetta shook her head. "I swear," Jetta thought, "At times he acts like a real man, and other times you'd think he was a little kid." Ranma then smiled a bit more as she felt Ranma massaging her posterior. "That's probably why I love him so much."

(-)

"Hey," Tanya said as she poked her master with a stick.

"Hey," She poked him with a stick again.

"Hey," Again, the Enchantress poked him with a stick,

"Hey," And again, Tanya was poking Stryyp with a stick.

Waving a finger disapprovingly, Archon said, "That's not very nice, Tanya."

"Eat me, Megami," Tanya said as she poked her master with a stick again. "He's been sleeping all day! It's time we got a Taming!"

Blinking her eyes a few times, Archon said, "Hey, you're right!" Holding her hand out, she asked, "Please pass me the stick."

Smirking, Tanya held out the small stick to her Harem-sister/Harem Alpha. "Go right ahead, Megami."

Nodding her head, Archon turned to her Tamer. "Hey," Archon said as she poked him with a stick. "Hey," again she poked him with a stick. "Hey."

Stryyp groaned. He really needed to make sure there weren't any trees within a ten-mile radius of wherever he would stop at during his Pokégirl Tamer Journey. He was getting tired of being poked at with sharp sticks. Sure, he was getting used to it with Tanya, but now ARCHON!? "My life sucks," Stryyp groaned.

(-)

The NurseJoy sat down with a loud sigh. Man, was she beat. After that nice Ranko girl took her Tamer's Licensing Test, it seemed to open up a damn of work to be done for her. Like that emergency operation concerning a Pet Owner who's Catgirl pokéwoman was pregnant with triplets and they had to do a cesarean. Then there was that little rat bastard Gary Stroaks who decided to stop by in Greenpeace and DEMANDED to have the left wing of the PokéCenter all to himself and his cheerleading pokégirl squad. And then, after that litle bastard got what he wanted, the Eternal Lust Boy, the Tamer Ryoga Ho-biki appeared in the bathrooms, breaking some of the toilets, and then disappearing before he could be held accountable and help clean up.

So yes, it was very understandable that the head NurseJoy of the Greenpeace PokéCenter was very, VERY tired.

"Sleep," The medical pokégirl mumbled to herself as she laid her head down on her desk. "Need sleep..."

Closing her eyes, the NurseJoy let out a sigh. Ah well. It was nightfall. Tamers and other pokégirl owners would be settling down for the night to Tamer their pokégirls and what-not. And she could finally get some rest.

And then she heard it. The ring that was always sounded when the electronic doors that were the main entrance of the PokéCenter had gone off. Looking up, the NurseJoy saw a tall, muscular man wearing a tight dark navy-blue one-piece outfit. The long raven black hair, the NurseJoy decided, was a very nice touch. "Hello," the NurseJoy greeted. "May I help you?"

The raven-haired individual sneered. "Ranma Sextome."

"Excuse me?" The NurseJoy asked.

"Sextome, Ranma Sextome," The man repeated. "Is he here!?"

Nodding her head, the NurseJoy said, "Yes, I think so," She started typing on the computer keyboard. "Just give me a second to see if he's still registered as staying at this PokéCenter or not."

Frowning, the scowl on the black-haired man's face increased. "Well? What's taking so long?"

The NurseJoy rolled her eyes. Yeesh, this guy was pushy. "Well, for one thing, yes, he is here."

The man's eyes widened in anticipation. "Which room!?"

"Sorry, but I cannot divulge you in that information," The NurseJoy said seriously.

"WHAT!?" The man screamed. "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I AM. SÉANCE LEER! ONE OF THE GREATEST MAGIC-TYPE POKÉGIRL TRAINERS IN ALL OF VAIN!"

Raising a finger to her lips, the NurseJoy went, "Shh! This may be a PokéCenter, but this is still also a hospital, you know!"

Frowning a little, Séance grumbled irritably. "You better tell me you stupid pokégirl! I am of GREAT influence within Vain," His eyes narrowed. "And I can have you euthenised with a single phone-call." Okay, so maybe he was blowing smoke out of his ass, but damn it! His teacher in the magical arts WAS one of the head mages in Vain, that would count as influence, right?

Raising an eyebrow, the NurseJoy shook her head. "Whatever. Look, Mr. Leer. It is after hours now. I am not allowed to give you, the pizza delivery-boy, or anyone room information concerning the Tamers staying here." She then looked at Séance. "If you want, I can give you a room here at the PokéCenter. You can try to find him tomorrow."

Growling a little, Séance held out his PokéDex. "Fine! Get me a room!"

(-)

Jetta raised an eyebrow. "Ranma, are you falling asleep on me?" She asked as she saw Ranma lay back on the bed.

"Maybe..." Ranma groaned. "You know I don't like history lessons."

Rolling her eyes, Jetta groaned. God. It was like there was a set limit with what her master would learn in a day. He'd listen for awhile, but once it got to a certain point, he'd tune it out and just drone off. "Ranma, I'm trying to give you some tips on Taming a Ninjanezumi. Something you'll need to know."

"Right, I hear you," Ranma said. "I'm just getting comfortable." Sighing, Ranma looked Jetta over. He didn't know why, but he really would like to give her another Taming, even though he just gave her one. Still, there was a mouse-girl who needed it too.

Jetta nodded, slipping her red leotard up her body to get dressed. "Well, Ranma, Ninjanezumi, I can assume will follow the rule of thumb for mouse-types."

"Rule of thumb?" Ranma asked.

"Yes," Jetta said. "The rule of thumb when it comes to Mouse-like pokégirls, is that Mouse-types have a low threshold level for pleasure. They can get off VERY easily if treated right." She said.

Ranma smirked. "Sounds like an easy Taming."

"Don't push your luck," Jetta said. "Just because a pokégirl can cum easily, doesn't mean she'll be tired. Some like to suck cock for hours on end before getting to their own orgasm. Others can just cum again and again and again. So if you're not careful, you could be stuck Taming a pokégirl all night," Jetta smirked. "But you'd know that, considering your track record with Britanny."

Ranma blushed. "You're never gonna let me forget that, huh?"

Smiling playfully, Jetta winked and said, "Just making sure you don't make that same mistake again."

Ranma nodded. "Yeah, yeah." He looked at Jetta. "Anything else?"

"Well, since it's a Dark-type pokégirl, you can expect them to give you a hard time," Jetta explained. "Though there are cases where the Dark-type pokégirl can be rather nice. They just put up a tough front to try and appear cool, clam, and collected."

Ranma looked at Jetta. "So that means a blonde Ninjanezumi who curses constantly is probably just really nice deep down?"

Looking at Ranma dead in the eye, Jetta said, "Don't push your luck."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Now that Jetta had been put away, Ranma knew what he had to do. Tentatively, he held the PokéBall with his new pokégirl in his hand, looking it over with a critical. Truth be told, he was nervous as hell. The PokéDex listed he had gotten a Ninjanezumi. And if it was that horrible blonde with the foul mouth...

Shivering, Ranma shook his head. If it was her, he knew he'd have to keep her, no matter how much she made his life hell. He just couldn't leave her to rot in storage or give her to a Tamer who might abuse her! So letting out a depressed sigh, Ranma tossed the PokéBall with a cry of, "Ninjanezumi! I Screw You!"

In a flash of red and white, a purple-furred, large breasted mouse-girl appeared.

Ranma blinked his eyes. He certainly wasn't expecting this! So, he, so ingeniously summed up his thoughts into one word. "Huh!?"

The mouse-girl blinked. "Like, hi. Aren't you the guy that was with those cat-like pokégirls? Um, u' know... The Megami and the Enchantress?" She asked him, tilting her head to the side a bit. "Um, yeah, I saw you just behind the girl I was beating."

Ranma gawked, realizing who this was. "Hey, yeah! You're that rat-girl that was hurting Archon that I used the Mouko Takabisha on!"

The girl blinked. "Really? So that's what hit me! Felt like a Chi attack," She shivered a bit. "Not much can stop those. Save for, u' know, magic barriers and such," The over-endowed mouse-girl shrugged a bit.

"It was a chi attack," Ranma said in all seriousness.

The pokégirl nodded. "Chaw... Never knew a human could, u' know, do that!" She said, tapping her chin. "Are you like... Descended from a Fighting-type pokégirl?"

Ranma shook his head. "Nah. Just practice martial arts."

The rat-like pokégirl's eyes widened excitedly. "Marital arts!?"

Blushing, Ranma said, "No, martial arts. Martial!"

The purple-furred mouse-girl nodded a bit. "{Oh, okay. So, like, you know how to fight then?" She asked him, figuring that had to be true, since he was able to use Chi like that.

Ranma nodded. "Yep," He looked Moisha over and blushed a little bit. "Dang. Jetta always said Mouse-type pokégirls were small, but you're anything BUT..."

The girl looked down at her chest and frowned a bit. "Like, is there somethin' wrong with my chest?" She asked, before cupping her breasts in her hands and lifting them up. "I thought men liked big boobs."

Ranma blushed. "Well, yeah, I guess..." Ranma said seriously. He was trying not to look as the rat-girl hold up her breasts. "I just wasn't expecting that is all."

The pokégirl blinked. "Gee, like, you're cute when you, u' know, blush like that," She said, smiling at him. Grinning, she walked up to him and pressed her breasts into his chest. "You like them?"

Blushing quite a bit, Ranma could only stare down at her boobs as he nodded is head. So what if they were clothed? That ninja gi she wore was TIGHT! He could feel her nipples and his own manhood was starting to harden in turn.

The mouse-girl smiled at that. Yay! He liked her breasts. "So, like... You going to be my new master or sumthin'?" She asked him seriously.

Still looking down, Ranma nodded his head. "Yeah... That is, if you want me to be."

The purple-furred pokégirl smiled brightly. She hadn't had a master in a LONG time. She nodded her head and kissed his cheek a bit. "Please? Like, the only Tamings I've been gettin' were from Lyds, when we tamed each other to, u' know, keep from goin' insane," She said, hugging him a bit.

Blinking, Ranma then blushed deeper at the thought of two girls getting it on. Sighing, he tentatively wrapped his arms around her. "Sure," Ranma smiled. "The name's Ranma. Yours?"

"Moisha. Though you can call me, u' know, Mo. If ya want ta'," She said, smiling at him. "Mmmm... Firm back muscles," She muttered and nuzzled her face against his chest.

Ranma smiled. "Thanks," Ranma said as own hands felt up along the Ninjanezumi's back and a bit lower. "Hmm... Such a nice round and fleshy butt you have, Moisha," Ranma said in all honesty.

Moisha squeaked a little. "Really?" She asked, squeaking again as he squeezed her ass a bit tightly.

Ranma smiled a bit. "Yep. They feel really nice," He then moved his head to kiss her ear. "For a Dark-type pokégirl, you aren't so bad."

Too bad Ranma didn't realize the ears were a sweet spot on ALL Mouse-types. So that kiss ignited a certain flame in Moisha's belly.

Moisha had to wonder what that comment was all about. But before she could say anything, Ranma had kissed her ear, causing her to cry out in want. "OH!" She shuddered and moaned a bit as Ranma kissed her ear some more.

Blinking his eyes, Ranma wondered why Moisha was loving it when he kissed her ear. "Is that her 'turn-on' spot?" He wondered as he gave it a few more experimental kissed.

Crying out in pleasure, Moisha dropped to her knees and quickly undid the sash on Ranma's pants, before pulling them and his boxers down in one go. "Oooh... So big!" She moaned as he manhood sprung free. Licking her lips, she started to kiss and lick his member.

Groaning in pleasure, Ranma was trying to figure out when Moisha got to his dick. Groaning louder at the licks, Ranma took his shirt off as he sat back onto the bed, so that way, Moisha wouldn't have to kneel up as high.

Smiling a bit, Moisha opened her mouth took Ranma's tool into her mouth and down her throat as her hands squeezed and rubbed the insides of his thighs.

Smiling, Ranma moaned as he felt his cock go into her hot throat. "Sh-shit, Mo!" Ranma gasped, moving a hand forward to stroke her hair. "So good..."

The Ninjanezumi smiled around Ranma's cock. Mentally smirking as an idea came to her, she gently bit down, her teeth grazing his cock as she moved her left hand to his ball-sack to massage him there.

His eyes widening, Ranma groaned louder and louder, arching back towards the bed. "Ah, Moishaaa..." He moaned as he felt those teeth on his cock. And when he start to feel her hand on his nut-sack, he started to spread his legs a bit to give her better access to it.

Practically churring in delight, Moisha started to pull her head back, her teeth dragging along the skin of his member as she squeezed and rolled his balls between her fingers. Smirking a bit, she moved her right hand from Ranma's thighs to his ass, rubbing him there for a bit.

Feeling those buck-teeth dragged across his member just made Ranma groan in pleasure louder. "S-so good..." Ranma moaned, starting to lean back, although his upper body was propped up by his elbows. He looked down to watch the Ninjanezumi give him head as he spread his legs, allowing her as much access to his male anatomy as he could.

Bobbing her head up and down on Ranma's length, Moisha smiled at the sounds she was getting. He really was enjoying what she was doing to him, even with her teeth pressing down onto his rod. Practically giggling at the euphoric feel of his cock in her mouth, Moisha snaked her right index finger into Ranma's anus while her left hand continued to massage and squeeze his ball-sack.

Ranma was enjoying the sensations of the blowjob he was receiving. However, he was taken out of just total relaxment when he felt the finger go right into his backdoor. "Ack!" Ranma said, losing balance and falling back onto the bed completely. "What are you doing!?"

Moisha pouted. He didn't like this? Well, she'd fix that! So thinking, she started bobbing her head up and down faster while thrusting her finger in and out of his anus more and more while giving it a twist.

Closing his eyes, Ranma moaned a bit louder. Okay, so maybe it wasn't THAT bad. Hell the feel of her teeth on his cock was still GREAT! Especially as she picked up speed.

Making some rather cute noises as she continued to suck him off, Moisha smiled as he was responding favorably to her ministrations. As she bobbed her head even faster, she started to insert a second finger into Ranma's backdoor, before thrusting her two fingers in and out of his rosebud.

"AH! M-Moisha!" Ranma moaned, wondering why the hell she did that... And it didn't help matters that he was bucking his hips back, to favor the great blowjob he was getting, Ranma assured himself.

Moisha smiled and continued her work. Closing her eyes and moaning a little, the Ninjanezumi took her left hand off of Ranma's balls and started stroking his member, what wasn't in her mouth, as she continued to give him head. During this time, she added a third finger to his anus, pumping them in and out as quickly as she could.

And that did it for Ranma. "M-MOISHAAA!" Ranma shouted, having reached his peak. He came down Moisha's throat, his seed going directly down to her stomach, as his rosebud tightened around all three fingers.

Moisha smiled and suckled happily, not missing a drop as her left hand continued to stroke him off, prolonging his orgasm.

Cumming a bit more, Ranma panted as he collapsed back onto the bed, his member still in the Ninjanezumi's mouth. "M-Moisha..." Ranma groaned as he tried to catch his breath.

Smiling, Moisha pulled her fingers out of Ranma's ass and then pulled her head off of his member. "Like... How was it?" She asked him, grinning.

Panting a bit, Ranma raised his head. Chuckling a little, Ranma began, "Moisha..." He chuckled again, wondering how to avoid really having to answer that. "Give me some warning next time, okay?"

Moisha nodded. "Okay," She said, smiling. "Want to do me now?" She asked him, grinning as she lay on her back next to him.

Ranma grinned right back at her. "Sure. How do you want it, Moisha?"

Moisha smiled and looked down at herself. "Heh... I'm laying on my back with my legs spread..." She trailed off, grinning at him.

Ranma smiled. Sitting up, Ranma placed his hands at the top of her rather tight ninja-gi. His smile widened as he slowly pulled it down her body. Yep. She didn't wear anything underneath.

Moisha smiled as he stared at her over-endowed breasts. "Heh... Looks like someone likes what they see," She said, smirking at him and reaching up to wipe away some, imaginary, drool

Ranma blushed a little. "Heh. Hard not to like. They look so good." With that said, Ranma leaned forward, his head going to her right breast so he could kiss her nipple. As he did so his hands pulled her ninja gi down to Moisha's thighs, revealing her rather cute and violet-furred pelvis.

Cooing in delight, Moisha ran her hands through his hair. "Mmmm... Nice tongue," She squeaked out, smiling happily.

Smiling, Ranma traced his kissed down Moisha's body, to the rest of her breast, he valley between those wonderful tits, down to her abdomen, licking her belly button, and down to kissing her pubic fur. As he moved down, so did his hands move the ninja-gi down the rest of Moisha's legs.

The purple furred Ninjanezumi shuddered and moaned. "Oooh... Like, you're good," She panted out huskily. "Ooooh... Such a good tongue," She moaned and bucked her hips up at his face.

Ranma smiled. "Thanks," He said before moving down to kiss her nezumi pussy as he took the gi off of her completely. He had to admit, she had a rather nice taste.

"AAHHH!" Moisha cried out in pleasure and bucked her hips to his face. "Goooood!" She panted, moaning some more as her body thrashed lightly.

Smiling, Ranma's tongue delved into Moisha's pussy as his tongue played with her folds, licking about her outer labial folds.

The mouse-girl grunted and whimpered. Shuddering, Moisha bucked her hips up into Ranma's face, mashing her pussy against his mouth and nose. "Like... So good. More, please?" She whimpered out, her body thrashing lightly.

Ranma smirked. Raising his hands, Ranma played with Moisha's breasts as he slowly began to suckle on her folds.

The girl practically churred in pleasure. Moaning a bit, she thrashed under his ministrations heavily. "Uhh... Oh gawd! Gonna... AHH!" She cried suddenly, her pussy spasming as she came all over his face. It had been FAR too long since she had gotten any from a guy.

Ranma blinked. Wow that was quick. Still, he wasn't one to complain and just licked about her crotch to try and clean her up, and get as much taste as he could.

Moisha moaned as he continued to lick and suckle at her. "Yess... Been, chaw, too long... Uhhh..." She shuddered and moaned.

Ranma smiled as he cleaned her up. "Feel better?" He asked seriously.

Moisha nodded. "Uh huh... Thank you, for, u' know, doin' that," She said, smiling at him.

Ranma smiled back at her. "You're so different from when I saw you fighting the other day," Ranma's smiled brightened as he climbed up her body. "And I'm glad."

Moisha blushed a bit. "Well, like, I kinda was getting' crazy," She shivered a bit. "Goin' Feral ain't no fun."

Ranma winced. "I guess not..." Looking down at Moisha, Ranma nudged the tip of his manhood at her folds. "Are you ready?"

The girl nodded quite a bit and bucked her hips up. "Y-yes please." She whimpered and moaned as she had inadvertently pushed his member into her a little bit.

Ranma smiled at the sensations. Yeah, she wanted it. So, without further ado, Ranma plunged his manhood into the Ninjanezumi's folds, going right to the hilt. "W-wow!" Ranma shouted. "So nice."

Arching her back and moaning, Moisha shuddered and squeaked a bit. "Ooooh... So good... Like, more." She growled out a bit and grinded her hips into his.

Ranma smirked and ground his hips right back into Moisha's. "Since the lady asked..." He mumbled, his hands going right back to Moisha's breasts, pinching her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers.

The Ninjanezumi shuddered in pleasure and placed her hands on his. "Ooooh yeah... Like... Damn... So big, such good hands," She moaned, bucking her hips against his, trying to tell him to thrust.

Ranma smiled and went to thrusting harder and faster into her pussy as his hands began tugging on Moisha's nipples as well.

Whimpering and moaning, Moisha bucked her hips against his even faster than before. "Uhh... Oooh yeah," She moaned, feeling her soft breasts bouncing, even as Ranma was pulling on her nipples. "Feels, u' know, AHH! GOOOD!" She squeaked out to him, moaning loudly.

Ranma smiled and kept up his thrusting as he played with her nipples more. If what Jetta told him was true, she'd be coming any second now. "That is if Jetta was right and Mice-types do have a low sexual tolerance," Ranma thought seriously.

Shuddering and moaning, Moisha looked at him, whimpering. "F-faster... Uhhh... Harder... So close," She moaned out, gasping and groaning as he continued to plunder her pussy. She moaned even more as her inner walls started to tighten a bit as she got closer to the edge.

Ranma nodded and kept thrusting faster and faster into Moisha's womanhood, feeling it quiver about his manhood. "Shit... She's bringing me with her," Ranma though, feeling his own manhood start to twitch as he thrust.

Thrashing under his body, Moisha cried out Ranma's name at the top of her lungs, her body spasming as she came fast and hard. "OOOOOOH! YEAHH!" She shuddered and sighed as she came.

"M-MOISHAAA!" Ranma moaned loudly, totally loosing it to the nezumi. His manhood spasmed, spraying his load into the mouse-type pokégirl's womb in thick, warm spurts.

"AHHH!" The rat-girl cried out in pleasure as her new master came in her fast and hard. "OOOOH YEAH!" She screamed and moaned, bucking her hips against his fast and hard.

And then it happened. As Ranma and Moisha were cumming together, an all-too familiar and quite pleasurable warm sensation overcame them, spreading through their bodies in a tingling pattern. A Bond had been form, signifying one recipient as the master and the other as the loyal pokégirl.

Moisha shuddered and moaned, her body spasming lightly as she looked at Ranma. "Master... So good," She smiled and sighed at him. At last, a master. Something she hadn't had in a long while now.

Ranma smiled. He ten rolled over so that he was beside Moisha on the bed, Ranma held the rat-girl. "Feel better?"

Nodding, she cuddled him, hugging him fiercely, almost as though she was afraid he would disappear if she let go. "Yeah..." She sighed in happiness.

Blinking, Ranma held the Nezumi back just as tightly. "Don't worry. It'll be okay."

Smiling a bit Moisha said, "Thank you."

by Philip Weigel

Sighing as she watched her current master vent a bit about how Sextome was such a bastard and how he was going to get 'Genn' back, Séance Leer's Vixxen rolled her eyes. This guy was obviously obsessed with both this tamer and the Pokegirl that Séance had lost to the guy. Personally, the Vixxen hoped that Séance would lose to Sextome. Not that the guy wasn't okay, it was just that he continued to go on and on and on about his lost Pokegirl and never gave his harem much of the time of day. 'Actually,' she thought to herself, 'He doesn't seem to notice me much.' The Vixxen thought a bit angrily and sadly as she shook her head and sighed, her three tails swaying behind her.

She sighed again and shook her head as Séance went into another tirade. Looking at the Sorceress, Séance's Alpha, the Vixxen whispered to her. "Is he always like this?"

Selena raised an eyebrow and shrugged. Taking a drag of a cigarette, she answered the Vixxen. "Not always. After he lost Genn awhile back, he's been obsessive about winning her back and beating Sextome."

Seeing the Sorceress take another drag of her cigarette, the Vixxen grimaced. "How can you stand that stuff?" She practically gagged when the Sorceress blew a puff of smoke in her face.

The orange-blonde Pokegirl smirked at the reddish-brown furred Vixxen. "Get used to it." It was better than listening to her master vent, at least, in the Sorceress's opinion.

The Vixxen pouted, that sucked.

(-)

Kevin shook his head and looked at his Drow Zee. "So, how much further?"

Penny shook her head. "Two, three days at the most." She smiled a bit at her master. "If we push it, we can get there by early tomorrow."

The dark skinned trainer waved it off. "Nahh, we get there when we get there, girl. If we push it too hard, we be worn out by the time we get there."

The Drow Zee thought about it and nodded. If they went to hard, they wouldn't be able to do anything to Sextome in case he was breaking the law. "You're right, Kevin."

(-)

Looking up in the tree, Ichikoo smiled a bit. "So, should we get him out now?"

"Merrowl! Just toss me up there!" The Merrowl said to her.

Shrugging, the Kunochi grabbed the Merrowl's leg, spun her around a few times and then tossed the cat-girl up in the air. She smirked as a thought came to her. "Hmm… Wonder how Merrowl is going to get master down?" She asked herself. Ichikoo sweat dropped as she saw what happened next.

Lendo's eye's widened as his Merrowl came up at him. "About time! Now get me down!" His head was seriously hurting from all the blood rushing to it.

Merrowl nodded. "Merrowl! Sure thing!" She said and unsheathed her claws.

Lendo paled as a few facts came to his mind. One, he was currently tied up near the top of a tree. Two, he didn't have a parachute on. Three, his Merrowl had her claws out and was looking to slice something. "Hey, wait, wait! AHHH!" He screamed, as the Merrowl got close and sliced through the branches as well as the ropes of the balloon that was holding him up.

Watching her master fall, Merrowl winced as she saw him fall down. "Ooops?"

*CRACK*! "MY BACK!" *SHRED*! "MY SHIRT!" *KER-SNACK*! "OH MY GOD, MY LEG!" "SLAM*! *WHAM*! *BONK, BONK, BONKITY, BONK*!

Ichikoo blinked as her master landed next to her. He never asked her to catch him, so why did she have to bother? "You okay?" She asked, somewhat concerned for him. After all, he was her master.

Lendo groaned as Ichikoo kept prodding him with her feet. "This sucks." He groaned and passed out.

Ichikoo shrugged. He seemed okay to her.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Walking over to his end of the Tamer's Arena inside the PokéCenter, Ranma sighed as he shook his head. "You know, Séance, this is starting to get annoying," Ranma said seriously as he stared at the raven-haired Pokégirl Tamer. Ranma had at first been thrown off by the sudden increase in muscle this guy had, but Ranma knew it must have been for show. The guy didn't move like a martial artist. If anything, he seemed blinded by a growing rage. "Kinda like Ryoga," Ranma figured.

Looking up, Ranma's eyes widened. There was Genn, hanging from the center of the ceiling by a chain, a red rubber ball-gag in her mouth keeping her from saying anything. Damn that bastard Séance and his flair for the dramatic. Ranma could tell Genn was frightened beside s obviously being really uncomfortable.

Walking through the small seating area that was for the spectators to sit and watch, the NurseJoy went over to the Announcer's Chair and sat down. She tapped the microphone, causing a ringing to go through the speakers. "Testing, testing. One, two..." The NurseJoy spoke into the microphone. Covering her mouth and coughing, the NurseJoy said, "Welcome one and all to the Greenpeace PokéCenter Arena, with the special bout, 'The Rack-Shasa Cup'. Today's PokéBattle is brought to you by Buckshiny, the Bottom Buffer. Because remember, 'if it's that shiny, it's gotta be a Buckshiny Bum'."

Ranma didn't really listen to the NurseJoy spout sponsor dribble. He didn't know WHY Séance wanted to make such a big production of this whole thing, bringing him to a Tamer's Arena AND opening it to the public for viewing.

"In the red corner," The NurseJoy began, "A level 69 Pokégirl Tamer, weighing in at 188 lbs, Seven Gym Badges to his name, over two hundred consecutive victories and no loses. I give you that Pokégirl Tamer wonder, Ranma Sextome!"

Ranma didn't really listen to the cheers he got from the small audience. He was thankful the audience wasn't large though; he wasn't comfortable with people watching him. He could see Stryyp and Archon sitting in the audience. That alone at least gave him some small comfort.

"And in the blue corner," The NurseJoy started up again once the spectators had started to calm down in their cheering for Sextome. "A level 42 Pokégirl Tamer, weighing in at 204 lbs, Four Gym Badges to his credit, eighty-two victories and ONLY seven loses. I give you the Pokégirl Tamer from Vain, Séance Leer!"

His grip on his PokéBall tightening, Séance also didn't acknowledge the spectators. He was content to just glare daggers at the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer. He just wanted to get this PokéBattle underway. He wanted to humiliate Sextome and take back what was rightfully his! Damn it! His teacher, the Arch-Mage Ghaleon, had given Genn to HIM! That pokéwoman was his by all rights!

After some time, the NurseJoy began to speak up again. "The rules for the Rack-Shasa cup go as follows," The NurseJoy began with a serious voice. "Four pokégirls per Tamer. A pokégirl can be recalled, but it counts as an automatic loss for that round. No death-strikes. There is an allowance of one Healing Item use per Tamer for the match. The first person to have four of their pokégirls defeated or withdrawn is the loser." The NurseJoy looked between the two Tamers. "Do you two agree to these rules?"

"Yeah," Ranma said uncertainly. He didn't mind any of these rules, but he didn't like how Genn was forced to hang up from the ceiling like a piece of beef.

"Agreed!" Séance shouted without hesitation.

"All right then!" The NurseJoy shouted. "Let's begin! PokéBall Go!"

Growling, Séance pointed an accusing finer at Ranma. "Today is the day your constant winning streak ends, Sextome!" Séance growled angrily, loud enough to be heard by the audience. "Today is the day I make a complete fool of you and take back what's mine! DO YOU HEAR ME! GENN WILL BE MINE AGAIN!"

The Rack-Shasa stared hard at her old owner with shock in her eyes. She couldn't believe how psychotic he was becoming. At first, she thought it was great to see him again, when he came up to her Master's room to issue a challenge. But now that she was hanging from the ceiling by shackles around her wrists, being treated as a prize, the poor Rack-Shasa didn't know what to think.

His eyes narrowing, Ranma frowned. So that's what the guy's game was. "He considers Genn his, but..." Ranma's thoughts trailed off as he once again looked up at the poor bound and ball-gagged pokéwoman. She certainly didn't seem happy about being with this guy. Not at all.

Growling, Séance was getting angry at how Sextome would just ignore whatever he said. So he shouted at Ranma once more. "WELL!?"

Frowning further, Ranma looked up at Séance with a rather hateful glare. "Someone needs to knock you and your pompous attitude down a peg or two. And I'm just the one to do it." Taking a PokéBall off of his PokéBelt, Ranma said, "Queer, you're going down!"

His eyes widening considerably, Séance's temper raised by numerous degrees if possible. Taking a deep breath, the Magic-type Pokégirl Tamer shouted at the top of his lungs, "THAT'S LEER, YOU JACKASS! NOT QUEER!"

"Whatever," Ranma said nonchalantly. As far as he was concerned, this Séance guy didn't deserve an ounce of respect; the guy was obviously like the majority of the Tamers that Jetta had warned him about. Holding his PokéBall, Ranma threw it with a shout of, "Sheila! I Screw You!"

With a flash of red light, Ranma watched as Sheila formed from the red haze. He felt pretty good about using Sheila for battle. Hell, she had worked out pretty well the last time against Séance and his Magic-type pokégirls. She could easily work again.

Staring at the Shaguar, Séance chuckled menacingly. "I was hoping you'd choose that pokégirl again, Sextome," He smirked haughtily. He then threw his PokéBall with a cry of, "Mitsuko! I Screw You!"

Ranma blinked his eyes as a rather busty fox-like girl appeared from the beam of right light that had been Séance's PokéBall. The vulpine-like pokégirl was wearing a rather tight white t-shirt, which did nothing to hide her figure, or perkiness, and a rather tight and short leather skirt. "What the hell?"

Laughing, Séance shouted, "Face the wrath of my Vixxen, Sextome!" He pointed outwards in a somewhat sentai-pose. "Mitsuko! Flame Thrower!"

Watching the fox-like pokégirl open her mouth, Ranma's eyes widened as he saw a flame forming. "Sheila! Use Ice Wall!"

Sheila nodding her head and raised a shield of ice from the ground, just as a blast of flame went rushing forward...

...But it was in vain, as the onward rush of flame went right through the wall of frozen water and slammed straight into the Shaguar, sending her flying back a good distance.

"Sheila!" Ranma shouted, watching his Shaguar fight to stand back up.

Séance smirked; glad the wave of battle was already in his favor. "Mitsuko! Tackle!"

Mitsuko rushed towards the downed Shaguar, intent on ramming into her.

Ranma frowned. "Sheila! Snow Storm!"

Raising her hands forward, Sheila let loose an ice elemental attack to try and freeze the vulpine pokégirl in her tracks. However, much to the petite titty-kitty's horror, the Vixxen didn't even slow down in speed and just went right on as if nothing happened. Sheila was caught and tackled to the floor by the larger pokégirl.

"W-what!?" Ranma shouted, wondering why the heck that hadn't done anything.

Séance continued to laugh. "What are you, stupid? Your Shaguar is an Ice-type. She's no match for my Fire-type!" Séance laughed a bit. "Mitsuko! Use Burning Hands."

Nodding her head, the Vixxen began to concentrate great warmth into her hands as she groped the small pokégirl. Sheila squirmed, kicked, and whined in pain and pleasure.

Ranma just gawked at the sight. "Shit... She can't fight back!"

Smirking, Séance commanded, "Mitsuko! Up the strength of the fire in your Burning Hands!"

As soon as Séance commanded that, Sheila screamed in pain as the Vixxen's hands started to actually ignite in flame. Ranma growled at the sight. "Hey! Cut it out!"

Crossing his arms over his chest, Séance smirked. "Make me. There's no way your pathetic little Ice-type can win."

Ranma frowned. Damn it. That bastard was probably right. Still, no use in letting Sheila get more hurt than she already was if she couldn't win. "Sheila!" Ranma shouted as he held up her PokéBall. "Return!"

"B-but Master!" Sheila tried as she squirmed underneath the Vixxen, but didn't get much more out as the beam struck her. The light then retracted back into the PokéBall, signifying Sheila was back in her containment unit.

Mitsuko frowned a bit. Oh, darn! She knew that little titty-kitty was just starting to like it. And she never got to use any of her Sex Attacks on the little Shaguar either. Life could be SO unfair at times.

Séance laughed a somewhat maniacal gleam came to his eyes. "Yes! The first round is MINE! You can't win this time, Sextome!"

"Wanna bet?" Ranma growled. His pride as a martial artist wouldn't let him just roll over and be defeated. Too much was riding on this fight. GENN'S FREEDOM was riding on the outcome of this PokéBattle for crying out loud!

But who? Who could Ranma use next? From his understanding, all of his pokégirls were susceptible to fire on some level. Genn wasn't, but he couldn't use her right now because of that bastard Séance. Jetta, while being one of his pokégirls, outright told him she was VERY susceptible to fire. Grave might hold up, but she might lose it in a mental sense once she saw Séance. "Which leaves me with the Diggers sisters," Ranma thought. True, they weren't exactly impervious to fire and were the most flashy of pokégirls... Well, maybe Brit was, but Ranma knew that they certainly didn't have fire as a great weakness. "And if that fire can't touch its target..."

His mind made up, Ranma put Sheila's PokéBall back on his PokéBelt and took off another one. He held it up with a cry of, "Britanny! I Screw You!"

A beam of light shot out from the PokéBall, and low and behold, it was the spotted titty kitty... Who was staring down at her legs. "MASTER!" She cried out. "Look! Two legs! I got two again!"

Ranma nodded his head. Last he knew, Brit had the lower body of a cheetah. Right now, she certainly looked like her old Cheetit self. "Yeah, great, Brit."

Snorting, Séance asked, "What the hell are you two, talking about? Get the hell on with the match already!"

"Match?" Britanny asked as she turned her head. She frowned at seeing Séance again... True, a buffer Séance, but it looked like the same weenie bastard from before. Only this time he had a Fire-type pokégirl as well.

"Yes, a PokéBattle!" Ranma said. "And ownership of Genn is on the line!" He added with a shout.

"Excuse me?" Britanny asked. Seeing her master point up, she looked and saw Genn hanging there, tied up and gagged. Her eye twitched quite a bit. "That's not right..." She mumbled as she looked back down at her opponent, a Vixxen. Frowning, Britanny said, "You're going down!"

Séance chuckled. "I see you're using that Cheetit again. I have to admit, your pokégirl's got spunk," He started to smile in a sinister fashion. "But let's see how well she does against fire." Raising a hand, Séance commanded, "Mitsuko! Flame Tower!"

Nodding her head, Mitsuko held out her hands, a large flame igniting in both of them. She then started to toss them around, creating rows of flame, which were heading straight for Britanny.

Seeing this, Ranma shouted, "BRITANNY! ROCKET DODGE!"

Narrowing her eyes, Britanny literally lunged forward, trying to get past the rising walls of flame as they headed towards her. Amazingly, she managed to move past the fire without touching it. Sure, she felt the heat, but she could stand it.

Séance smirked. The Cheetit was falling into his trap. "Mitsuko! Flame Tower! Again!"

Ranma watched as again, the Vixxen created two more walls of flame...

...Effectively circling herself and Britanny in a ring of fire.

"Shit!" Ranma grumbled. This bastard was really working on his strategies.

Feeling quite smug, Séance taunted, "What're you going to do now, Sextome? Your Cheetit is as good as stir-fry!"

"Masterrr..." Britanny winced at the heat. She hoped Ranma gave her a command soon.

Ranma frowned further. What could he do? This was obviously a dangerous situation. Britanny might not have been truly 'weak' against fire, but Ranma knew that she could still be hurt by it rather effectively. Hell, Ranma himself knew how hard it was to fight fire. Hell, Saffron had still been one of his hardest battles, and that bastard REALLY knew how to use fire to cause damage. It had taken an advanced version of the Hiryuu Shoten Ha to...

Ranma's eyes widen. "Britanny! Tornado Run!"

Britanny nodded. She started running around the Vixxen in circles, coming dangerously close to the flame.

Séance was curious by this tactic, but still felt good. "Heh. Trying to roast your Cheetit for me, Sextome? How thoughtful."

Ranma smirked a little. "So you think."

Seeing the pigtailed Tamer start to become smug, Séance wondered why the hell that was. There was no way such a tactic could work. There was no...

Séance's eyes went wide as he watched the circle of flame start to get literally sucked into the whirlwind the Cheetit was creating. His eyes widened further upon seeing his Vixxen get sucked into the speeding wind. "HEY!"

Ranma smiled a bit more. "Britanny! STOP!"

Hearing her master give her another command, Britanny came to a screeching halt, sending the flame and the Vixxen flying.

Genn swung her body to the side, narrowly avoiding being hit by the Fire-type pokégirl who hit the ceiling harshly. Watching the Vixxen stick to the ceiling for a moment, Genn winced when she watched the Fire-type fall to the ground with the loud...

*THUD*!

Séance's eye twitched erratically. His Vixxen had been beaten by that damned Cheetit. Growling, Séance held up his PokéBall. "Mitsuko! Return!"

Sighing, Ranma watched as the Fire-type was retrieved back to her PokéBall. "So, now we're even, Séance?"

Growling, Séance glared hatefully at Ranma. "We're not done yet, Sextome!" He sneered as he reached for another PokéBall. "Selena! I Screw You!" He shouted as a blast of red light shot out from the red and white metal ball.

With the familiar blast of red light, the cigarette smoking Sorceress appeared. Smirking a little, the Selena took a deep drag of her cigarette before blowing the puff of smoke into Britanny's face. "So you think you can take me on, little Cheetit?"

"Think? Heck, I know!" Britanny said. She looked at her master pleadingly.

Nodding his head, Ranma gave Britanny the command of, "Britanny! Speed Punch!"

Smiling happily, Britanny gave the Sorceress what for. What looked like one punch was actually five, and all went straight to the Sorceress's head before Séance could even give Selena a command.

The raven-haired Pokégirl Tamer gawked at seeing his Alpha pokégirl out of it already. "N-no way!"

"Yes way!" Ranma said, starting to feel a bit better. "Looks like I'm now ahead of you now."

His eye's narrowing as he glared at Ranma, Séance aimed the Sorceress's PokéBall at her and yelled, "Selena! Return!" And with that cry, the Sorceress returned to her PokéBall, rather unconscious form the Cheetit's attack. Growling, Séance placed Selena's PokéBall back onto his belt. He then took off the one next to it and threw it with a cry of, "MADRID! I SCREW YOU!"

Ranma frowned as he saw the familiar pokégirl take form from the red light. That same rather evil pokégirl with the eyes on her abdomen. "Britanny, careful with that one!"

Hearing her master's words, Britanny nodded her head. She knew she had to be careful.

"Let's see how well your Cheetit can handle a directed fire attack." Looking at his Daimon, Séance shouted, "Madrid! Flame Burst!"

Smirking, the Daimon held her hands forward, sparks of red light gathering into her palms, creating a ball of sparkling light that grew larger and larger, becoming a ball of fire.

"Britanny! Rocket Dodge!" Ranma shouted, although he had a feeling that that technique wouldn't help her. A Burst attack covered way too much area if powered enough.

Nodding her head, Britanny began running around the area, hoping she could avoid the burst of Fire-elemental energy that the Infernal-type pokégirl was going to unleash.

With a mighty cry, the Daimon released the ball of fire. The energy blasted outward as it hit the ground near the Cheetit, creating a shock wave from the force of explosive fire. Fortunately for Britanny, she was only caught by the shockwave, which sent her tumbling for quite a distance; but nothing to take her out of the game yet.

Narrowing his eyes as he stared at thee Cheetit, Séance commanded, "Madrid! Again!"

Smirking, Madrid began to once again gather Fire-elemental energy in her hands, intent on creating another burst of energy. "I'm going to fry you this time, titty-kitty!" She taunted as she gathered more and more energy into her attack this time.

Taking note of the situation, Ranma shouted, "Britanny! You've got to disrupt that attack! Now!"

Cracking her knuckles, Britanny nodded. "Then may I use the Speed Punch again, Master?" She asked. She had every intention of beating that Daimon.

"Sure!" Ranma said, giving her the okay.

"Sweet," Britanny chuckled a tad evilly as she rushed forward, fists flying. She hit the Daimon head-on...

...Causing BOTH pokégirls to be enveloped in a powerful burst of fire as the Daimon lost control over all the Fire energy she had been gathering.

"Britanny!" Ranma shouted, hoping the cat-like pokégirl was all right. He would have never forgiven himself if Britanny were hurt.

When the smoke cleared, both Tamers could see both their pokégirls on the ground, twitching quite a bit in pain. It would have been a double KO if both had been unconscious. Instead they were both really, really hurting.

Turning to look at the NurseJoy with the microphone, Ranma asked, "Hey! I can use ONE item on my girl, right?"

Nodding her head, the NurseJoy answered, "That is correct!"

"Thanks," Ranma said as he reached into his backpack. He took out a red vial and literally threw it at Britanny. It amazed him how the thing literally exploded into a haze of red mist that enveloped the Cheetit, healing her.

Britanny's eyes widened as the X-Potion worked its medicinal power over her. Slowly, the slight burns and singing all over her body, the aching muscles... Her entire was all calming down as if nothing had happened. Smiling, Britanny got back onto her feet. "Thank you, Master!"

Groaning from her spot on the ground, The Daimon rolled onto her side so she could look at her owner. "M-Master..."

Frowning further, Séance held up the Daimon's PokéBall. "Madrid! Return!" He called out. A red beam of light shot out from the center of the PokéBall and hit the exhausted Daimon, bringing her back to her containment unit.

Ranma frowned. Yeah, that REALLY sucked that Séance would refuse to heal his pokégirl, but on the bright side that made things REALLY easier for Ranma. "Only one more to go," Ranma thought. "But it can't be that easy. Nothing ever is."

And indeed, Ranma's instincts were intact. Instead of being nervous that Ranma has the lead and he was down to his last pokégirl, Séance couldn't help but smile. "This is the end of the line for you, Sextome..." Séance chuckled as he held his fourth PokéBall.

"Oh, now is it?" Ranma asked, sounding a lot more confident than he was feeling at the moment. At times like this he usually did feel good about himself and his abilities. Unfortunately, he couldn't personally fight in PokéBattles. Only the pokégirls and pokéwomen were allowed to.

"Yes it is," Séance answered back. Holding the PokéBall tightly, Séance drew his hand back and then tossed the ball, shouting, "AVENGER! I SCREW YOU!"

Ranma blinked his eyes as he saw the pokégirl form from the red light. A woman, blonde haired, average build, in rather tight, form-fitting red leotard that went up to encompass her face, revealing only her eyes, nose, and the area around her mouth. The ensemble was topped off with a gray-colored wide-brimmed hat with matching-colored cape, gloves, and boots. He had to admit, the pole-arm the pokégirl had was rather interesting. It wasn't a spear or an axe-head, but something akin to a curved wedge. "And what is this?"

Séance smirked. "My pokégirl to end all pokégirls," His smile widened. "She is your defeat, Sextome."

Britanny eyed the pokégirl across from her with a rather attentive eye. That outfit left NOTHING to the imagination. But there was something else about this girl. Those eyes. Something about them just seemed to tug at the werecheetah's mind. Something about this girl hit Britanny the wrong way...

...Just as the opponent pokégirl's weapon did just then. "Nice try!" Britanny spat, having evaded the first attack. "You missed me!"

The Avenger just stayed silent, twirling the pole-arm like a bo-staff. She stopped ad held it at the ready.

Séance smiled, deciding to test the waters first. "Avenger! Carve!" He commanded to his pokégirl, who held her bo-staff like a baseball bat and started to take a rather wide swing with it.

Seeing the pokégirl try to take a strike at his pokégirl's legs, Ranma shouted, "Britanny! Dodge!"

Hearing her master's command, Britanny literally leapt back, the blunt-instrument of trauma missing her leg.

Ranma saw this and commanded, "Britanny! Tackle!"

"Avenger! Parry and follow up with Slash!"

Hearing her Master's command, the Avenger raised her weapon up, using the middle of the staff to block the Cheetit, literally flipping her off to the side.

Fortunately, being the Cat-type that she was, Britanny continued to do a few flips in the air, and then dismounting gently as she landed on her feet. She then followed up with a back flip, avoiding the attack from the opponent pokégirl's weapon.

Ranma let out a sigh of relief at seeing Britanny was okay. "That's the way, Brit!" He cheered her on. "All you need to do is outlast her so just go for hit an run! You're faster than her!"

Smirking, Séance chuckled. "Yes, she's faster than my pokégirl..." As he took something out of his pocket, he cryptically added, "But not for long." Still smiling, Séance held up a white pill. He tossed it his pokégirl, who caught it with one hand. She then swallowed the pill without hesitation.

Staring at the pokégirl, Ranma frowned. What the hell did Séance mean with that? And while Ranma now knew that Séance had used his one item, he couldn't help but wonder just what the hell was that pill was.

Ranma got his answer when a swirling aura of yellowish light shot up around the pokégirl, bathing her in an aura of yellow.

Smirking, Séance taunted, "X Speed works wonders on making a pokégirl's speed an agility on near-Cheetit levels, if only for a little time." Snapping his fingers, Séance commanded, "Avenger! Slash!"

Avenger rushed forward at incredible speed, smashing Britanny across the face with hear weapon; the heavy metal had enough force to send the Cheetit flying a good distance back.

"Britanny!" Ranma shouted, seeing his Cheetit take quite the wallop.

Séance chuckled, feeling MUCH better. "Avenger! Use Slash again! You have the big-breasted bitch on the run!"

Sitting back up, Britanny spat some blood to the side as she rubbed her jaw. "Hey! I'm a pussycat! Not a bitch!" Her eyes then widened as she saw the other pokégirl come back to follow up for another attack. She rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding being hit again. Getting to her feet, she watched as the pokégirl pulled the steel wedge from out of the floor of the arena. She didn't even want to THINK about what would have happened if she had sat there.

Ranma frowned, getting worried for his pokégirl. "Hang in there, Brit! That item should wear off soon enough! Otherwise you're both equal! Just hang in there?"

Hearing that, Séance scoffed. "Equal?" He asked in a mocking tone. "You fool! She's a Heroine! She's far more than a mere Fighting-type..."

Ranma frowned. "Britanny! Speed Punch!" He shouted, watching his Cheetit start rushing towards the pokégirl in red.

Smirking, Séance finished. "She's also a Psychic-type. Avenger! Telekinesis!"

Britanny blanched as she was suddenly surrounded by a light blue haze and started to float; her attack effectively derailed.

Chuckling a little, Séance commanded, "Avenger! Give that pokégirl what-for!"

Nodding her head, the Heroine did as commanded. Looking up, the Cheetit slammed into the ceiling. Looking down, the Cheetit went falling back down, slamming into the ground. Again, she looked up, causing the Cheetit to slam into the ceiling. And then once, more, she looked down, and the Cheetit followed the gaze, slamming back down into the ground with a tremendous force.

"BRITANNY!" Ranma shouted, staring at his Cheetit whom was down on the ground.

Whimpering, Britanny was trying to stand up. She could barely lift her body on her hands, she just hurt so much. "Masterrrr..." She growled, forcing herself to a standing position. "Not done yet..."

"Oh, but I think you are," Séance chuckled darkly. Looking at his Heroine, the Magic-type Pokégirl Tamer commanded, "Avenger! Psychic!"

When the Heroine let loose her attack, Britanny screamed in pain as her senses were overwhelmed by the onslaught of Psychic power. The area around Britanny was wavy as the ground beneath her was cracked by the force of the attack.

"BRITANNY!" Ranma shouted, staring in horror, knowing he could do nothing to interfere.

When it was over, Britanny stood there trembling. She then fell forward onto her knees, and then the rest of her body fell forward; landing face first onto the ground.

Staring at the unconscious Cat-type pokégirl, Séance laughed. "I always wanted to see that bitch get hers! And now we're half-way to victory!" He then laughed louder.

Hearing Séance talk, Ranma's eyes narrowed. That bastard used his pokégirl to mercilessly hurt Britanny. "Don't get so cocky, Séance. I'm not through yet!"

Séance smirked. "Oh, really?" He chuckled. "If I remember correctly, all you have are some useless Fighting-types. I on the other hand have a Psychic-type. So go on, try your luck. I'll defeat your pokégirls easily enough!"

Frowning at Séance's attitude, Ranma didn't even answer the jackass as he took Britanny's PokéBall off of his belt and recalled her. "Britanny! Return!" And as expected, a beam of red light shot out, hitting the Cheetit and bringing her back inside of her PokéBall.

Placing Britanny's PokéBall back onto his PokéBelt, Ranma then took another PokéBall off of his belt. "We'll see how good Fighting-types are," He then tossed the PokéBall with a cry of, "Gina! I Screw You!"

With a flash of light came the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Amazonchan. She looked back and forth between the group, trying to figure out what was going on. "Master?" She asked tentatively.

"Yeah, Gina?" Ranma answered.

"Is this a... PokéBattle?" She gulped.

Nodding his head, Ranma answered, "Yes, Gina."

Gina winced. Crap-and-a-half. She was never that good at PokéBattles.

Seeing the look of apprehension on Gina's face, Ranma said, "Gina! Don't worry! Give it your all!" He smiled. "Now, give her a Chi Blast!"

Nodding her head, Gina turned back to face the spandex-clad pokégirl. She cupped her hands together, a crackle of energy forming. She then thrust her hands forward, firing off a white ball of chi.

Séance smiled. "Avenger! Deflect!" He commanded.

Nodding her head, the Avenger held up her pole-arm and started spinning it like a baton. As the Chi Blast hit it, the Avenger sent the attack flying off harmlessly into the stands.

"Master!" Archon cried, as her owner got hit head-on, falling out of his seat. "Are you okay, Master?"

Stryyp, for his part, just groaned.

"HEY! Be careful!" Ranma said, looking over to the seating and hoping Stryyp was all right. He was sure Stryyp would be though.

Feeling very confident, Séance said, "You can't make me!" He snapped his fingers. "This blonde Amazonchan bores me already. Just finish her off, Avenger. Psychic!"

Nodding her head, the Heroine began to gather her mental energies, powering up for one hell of a blast.

Ranma looked at his Amazonchan and shouted, "Gina! While she's powering up! Chi Blast! Again!"

Hearing that command, Gina once again cupped her hands together; crackle of energy forming between her two palms. Once Gina felt she had enough energy, she then thrust her hands forward, firing off a white ball of chi...

...But it was all for naught, as the Avenger released her mental energy in one powerful awe-inspiring wave of destruction, a huge trench being made through the ground as it headed towards the Amazonchan. Gina tried to raise her arms to block the attack, but she was still sent flying.

"Gina!" Ranma shouted, and literally caught Gina in his arms as she landed towards him. Looking down at her, Ranma asked, "Are you okay, Gina?"

Looking up at her Tamer, Gina sniffled. "Sorry, Master..." She whimpered. "I'm just not strong enough."

Seeing his pokégirl tear up, Ranma sighed. "It's okay, Gina," Ranma said seriously. Trying to calm the girl, he kissed her on the forehead. "We'll discuss this later."

"Okay, Master," Gina answered tentatively. Damn it. If only she had a little more endurance.

Letting Gina down on the ground, Ranma held her PokéBall in his hand. "Gina! Return!" He said as the beam of light struck out at the Amazonchan.

Seeing Ranma recall his pokégirl, Séance crossed his arms over his chest and smiled, feeling damn confident. "The score's tied and my Heroine is still in top condition." Séance smirked a bit more. "Face it, Sextome. You cannot win this time! YOU are going to lose to ME and then Genn will be mine once more!" Séance gloated.

Ranma smirked a bit. "Hey, I wouldn't bet on it if I were you."

"Oh?" Séance asked. "What? Besides Genn and that little worthless G-Splice you won from me, all you have is Fighting-types." He smiled and looked up at the ceiling. "And as you can see, Genn is a little tied-up at the moment."

Her eye twitching, Genn looked down at her former master. Damn. She had never seen this side of him before. And she really wasn't liking it.

Ranma frowned. What could he use? He really did only have Fighting-types. Genn wasn't one, but she wasn't an option for him, especially since that bastard Séance complained to the staff at the PokéCenter and had Genn practically made into a centerpiece for the arena. And Grave wasn't strong enough for fighting PokéBattles just yet. Heck, he really needed to up her strength a bit more.

Sighing, Ranma looked around the arena, seeing if there was anything that could possibly help him, any terrain advantage...

What he got was much better. He saw Archon trying to help her Tamer.

And while most wouldn't think much about that, Ranma remembered Archon was a Psychic-type pokégirl. And if what Séance said was true, so was this Avenger. And Ranma knew that the Megami wasn't invincible. She was put on the ropes by a certain rat-like pokégirl the last time.

Smiling, Ranma looked up at Séance. "It ends now, Séance," He said as he took a Pokéball off of his PokéBelt.

Séance smirked. "Yes. Send out your next pokégirl, so that Avenger may mow her down like a blade of grass, like she did the last two pokégirls."

"All right, then," Ranma held his PokéBall up high and shouted, "Moisha! I Screw You!" The Battle-cry echoed in the arena of the Greenpeace PokéCenter as a red-light beamed out from the ball. A beam, which took the form of-

"A Ninjanezumi!?" Séance shrieked. "When the hell did you get one of those!?" Séance thought a bit fearfully.

Ranma nodded his head. "Yep! Say hello, to Moisha!"

Blinking her eyes, Moisha looked back at her master, and then towards the pokégirl in the yummy-looking red spandex. "Oh, like, is this a PokéBattle?"

"Yes, Moisha," Ranma's smile widened as he commanded, "Moisha, it's time to cut that Psychic-type down to size! Dark Blade Mark II!"

"Righty!" Moisha shouted, as she withdrew her katana. She willed the Shadow Force onto the blade, covering it in a luminescent form of black.

Séance grit his teeth. Damn it! This could really screw things up! "Avenger! Psi-Blade Mark II!"

Nodding her head at the command from her Tamer, the Avenger held up her pole-arm, infusing it with Psychic-energy. The pole-arm began to glow with a rather bright light, a real contrast to the Ninjanezumi's shadow-covered sword.

Ranma saw this and commanded, "Moisha! Slash!"

"Avenger!" Séance shouted. "Slash!"

Running up to the Heroine, Moisha slashed forward with her katana, only to be blocked by her opponent's pole-arm. "That ain't, like, gonna do against me, u' know!"

"We shall see," The Heroine said, speaking for the first time since she first appeared in the PokéBattle. She jumped back and took a swipe at the Nezumi, only to have her attack block. She then had to end up blocking another attack from the Ninjanezumi.

Seeing the two pokégirls clash with their weapons, Ranma had to wonder if they were going to be sued by LucasArts for the use of light-saber sound effects.

Avenger grunted, trying to hold up against the Ninjanezumi as the rat-like pokégirl pressed her sword against her pole-arm. "Nnn... The Force is strong with this one."

"Oh yeah, we're gonna get sued," Ranma grumbled.

Pressing her sword harder against the Heroine's weapon, Moisha could feel her sword start to cut through the wood of the pole-arm. "It's like, happening!"

Gritting her teeth, the Heroine was trying to hold on. "Damn it!"

Séance was starting to sweat bullets. "No! No, no, no, no-"

The katana then sliced through the pole-arm, disrupting the psychic energy inlaid in it and slashing across the Heroine.

"NO!" Séance shouted, already feeling his hold on victory slip.

Ranma smiled. While he didn't like seeing the other girl hurt like that, he knew he needed to win this. "Moisha! Dark Kick!"

"Right!" Moisha shouted as she then jumped forward, her foot literally enveloped in the Shadow Force. She was able to catch the wounded Heroine off guard and literally kick her across the face.

Séance gawked at the sight. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as his Heroine was sent flying back from the blow. He looked down as his pokégirl landed by his feet, unconscious. "NOOO!"

"Winner, and still reigning Champion, Ranma Sextome!" The NurseJoy shouted, causing those in the stadium seating to cheer. Yes. All eight of them.

Running up to his Ninjanezumi, Ranma hugged her. "You did it, Mo, you did it!"

"Like, I did, didn't I?" Moisha asked, feeling really good.

by Ninja Kasuga of the Demonite Race

Growling, Séance turned to leave, thoughts of double overtime vengeance already brewing in his brain. Oh yes Sextome would pay, indeed he would pay!

"Hey Queer!"

Séance turned only to receive a fist to the side of his face, sending him crashing to the ground hard, he skid across the ground for a moment before coming to a stop. He didn't have long to contemplate the pain in his jaw as a pair of hands, grabbed him roughly by the collar and pulled him to eye level. "You have got a lot of fucking nerve asshole…" Ranma growled venomously.

Grunting Séance glared back at Ranma, "what is your beef Sextome you won!"

"YOU! You're my beef bastard! Challenging me is one thing, but kidnapping Genn and hanging her up there like a side of meat, and then challenge me for her ownership! You have got some gall asshole! Hell I should break every bone you have for relishing in hurting my girls!"

The Nurse Joy blinked, "wait a second you mean the Rack-Shasa Mr. Leer had me put up there is yours Sextome?"

"No shit!"

"Without your consent?" She asked next.

"That's what I just finished saying!" Ranma replied.

"I see, well then Mr. Leer I unfortunately must report you to the authorities."

"What the fuck for?!" Séance demanded, with a snarl.

The Nurse Joy simply said, "Kidnapping another Tamer's Pokegirl is a felony. When you brought her out for the challenge I assumed she was either yours or a Pokegirl that didn't have an owner since the challenge was for her ownership."

"And you can add endanger bystanders…" Stryyp stated as he walked over, a small bandage around his head, Archon by his side.

"You alright Stryyp?"

Stryyp nodded, "I will be. Don't worry." He then turned to Séance and glared, "technically when a Pokegirl's attack goes out of bounds and hits or nearly hits spectators you're supposed to halt the match. You did not, nor did you instruct your Pokegirl after the fact to be careful when deflecting another's attack. Your recklessness could have gotten more people than me injured, or possibly killed someone."

"So now I have Pokegirl kidnapping and reckless use of Pokegirl to report in." The Nurse Joy commented as she was imputing data into a PDA pad that was already dialing up the local authorities. "Also Mr. Leer you must pay Mr. Saotome, or give up a Pokegirl."

Séance felt the color drain from his features, not only did he lose but they were slapping a federal felony on him as well? Oh did this day suck!

Dropping Séance Ranma turned to Stryyp. "Keep an eye on Queer, I'm gonna get Genn down."

"Right."

by Earthchild

Séance gave a silent snarl as he watched Ranma walk away. 'Damn you,' he though glaring holes into the back of the martial artist, 'this is all your fault Sextome.' Losing the battle was bad enough. But getting 2 felonies as well sucked big time. His anger was momentarily replaced by astonishment when Ranma leapt to where Genn was hanging without so much as a running start.

As astonished as he was though, his brain functions did not stop. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the others were as distracted as he was. After all jumping like that was not something most pokegirls could do. Seeing his chance he started to slowly crawl away. He would come back for revenge another day.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE A$$HOLE!"

Séance looked over his shoulder to see a pair of boots inches from his face and rapidly descending.

Genn was pissed. Being battled over she could handle. Being treated like a piece of meat she could handle. But this… This was too much. And so she fumed silently, as if she had a choice with that gag. As she watched the battle below her, she was getting more and more POed at her former master.

She faintly noted Ranma jumping up to her and freeing her from her bonds. She barely felt them landing. All her vision occupied was Séance and all that occupied her mind was 'hurt bad'. She saw him trying to crawl away even as she ran and leapt into the air and started coming down on him, feet first.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE A$$HOLE!"

Her boots met his face, driving it into the ground. But that was not enough for her.

YOU *whap* SEXLESS *grind* IMPOTENT *bend* GUTLESS *twist* SON OF A *break* EUNUCH *pile driver* I *mangle* CAN'T *rip* BELIEVE *rend* YOU *mommy* WOULD *thats going to leave a mark* DO *high heal stomp* SOMETHING *bam* LIKE THIS *squash*... She went on for a few more minutes, punctuated each word painfully, at least for Séance and cursing up the mother of all storms. Most of the people blushed as her language degraded futher and winced with each hit landed.

"AHEM." Genn paused to turn to the source of the voice. Moisha was innocently, holding out a baseball bat to her.

"Thanks," was all she said before she turned back to her work. Most of her audience turned away after that. About a minute later she dropped the now broken bat and backed away, breathing hard.

"Feeling better," asked Ranma, wincing as he heard the twisted pile of flesh that was Séance, moan. He may dislike the guy but he wouldn't wish that kind of beating on anyone... Well maybe Kuno.

"Yes, I'm better now master," she managed a strained smile.

Ranma nodded, absently giving her neck a gently massage, making Genn sigh in content. "Moisha what're you doing," he asked as he saw the Ninjanezumi pawing around Séance's cloths.

"Like, collecting your winning master. Got it," she cried triumphantly holding up a wallet, before going through it. "Like, he's only got 762 g in here. That is totally uncool. How does he like, plan to live on this? Well guess like, we get a new pokegirl. Which one will it be, Master?"

Ranma groaned into his hands.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Blinking her eyes, Moisha was wondering why her master was groaning like that. "Master? What's wrong?" She asked rather cutely. "It's your right to take a pokégirl from him."

"That is correct, Mr. Sextome," The NurseJoy supplied helpfully as she walked over to him. "It's one of the rules stated for this PokéBattle when he filled out a form to use the arena earlier today. If he doesn't have the 1,000 slc on hand, then he must give you a pokégirl if he lost."

Ranma sighed, "Fine, fine..." He grumbled and walked over to Séance...

...Only to stop in his tracks.

"Hey," Ranma said as he turned his head to the NurseJoy. "Which PokéBall is which?"

Blinking her eyes once, twice, the NurseJoy answered, "I'm not sure." She shrugged her shoulders. "I guess you can take any one you want. It's your right."

Ranma shrugged. He didn't like having to choose at random. He didn't even want to think about what would happen if he got that Daimon, Madrid as a pokégirl.

Taking a look over the PokéBalls, Ranma just picked one. "Hope this isn't a bad one," Ranma thought seriously. He then took his PokéDex out of his backpack and scanned its bar-code. It took a moment, but it soon registered to his License.

PokéBall 2

Name: Mitsuko

Level: 39

Species: Vixxen

Type 1: Fire

Health: 168

Attack: 164

Speed: 105

Special: 208

"Okay, so it looks like I've got the Vixxen," Ranma mumbled.

Genn nodded her head. "Sounds like you've got a good one," Genn said. "You could use a pokégirl that's not a Fighting-type."

"Yeah," Ranma agreed. After putting the PokéBall that had been Séance's onto his PokéBelt, Ranma then turned to look back at his two pokégirls still out. "Hey, Genn, Moisha, is it all right if I return you two to your PokéBalls?"

"Oh?" Moisha asked. "Like, why you want'a do that?"

"Well, I'm going to put you girls through the Healing Cycle here at the PokéCenter," He then added, "That is if you want to be healed."

"Sure!" Moisha said. Hey, she could have the kinks worked out of her back. She wouldn't mind.

Nodding her head, Genn rubbed her shoulders. "I couldn't agree more." Hell, the Rack-Shasa was still surprised that hanging from the ceiling by chains for all that time hadn't dislocated her arms.

"All right, stand still," Ranma said. He then took the two PokéBalls off of his belt and held them up in either hand. "Genn, Moisha! Return!"

A beam of light struck out from either PokéBall, heading towards an intended target. One beam hit Genn as the other hit Moisha. And so both girls were recalled back into their PokéBalls.

Turning to the NurseJoy, Ranma asked her, "Can you put my girls through the Healing Cycle, please? They could really use it."

Nodding her head, the NurseJoy of the Greenpeace PokéCenter answered, "Sure." She walked over to Ranma to retrieve his PokéBalls... Intentionally grinding the spike of her high-heel shoe into his crotch.

Although he was still in an unconscious state, Séance grit his teeth. Damn, that hurt!

Looking at the NurseJoy in thanks, Ranma nodded his head. "Thanks. I really appreciate it." And Ranma meant it. Some of his girls took a real beating.

"It's no problem, Mr. Sextome," The NurseJoy said. "It's regulation that a NurseJoy has to help a Pokégirl Tamer..." She then looked at Séance with a frown. "Even if they are idiots."

(-)

With his girls all healed up, Ranma closed the door to his room behind him as he locked it closed. Damn. What a day today had been. He really needed to relax. "But first I need to find out what the hell all this was about," Ranma thought seriously.

Taking a PokéBall off of his belt, Ranma held the metallic ball and called out, "Genn! I Screw You!" And as expected, he watched as abeam of red light shot out from the PokéBall, a light which took the form of a rather familiar and attractive bronze-skinned Rack-Shasa. "Hey, Genn," Ranma stared, "How're you feeling?"

Stretching her arms back, Genn was trying to see if anything felt uncomfortable. She relaxed as nothing felt out of the ordinary. "I'm feeling much better, Master," Genn answered Ranma. "Thank you for asking."

Nodding his head to that, Ranma walked over to the bed and sat down on it. "Genn, can we talk?" He asked as he pat the spot on the bed next to him, motioning for Genn to sit.

Nodding her head, Genn answered, "Yes, Master." She then walked over to the bed and sat down next to him on it. "Is something wrong, Master?"

"Well, Genn, I'm curious," Ranma started slowly, wondering how he should ask this. "Well, Séance was acting like a real asshole, and..." Ranma stopped figuring how to say this. "Well, what's his problem and why does he have such a beef with me?"

Genn sighed. "I guess it has to do with Sextome," The Rack-Shasa answered. "Séance wasn't always this bad..." She sighed. "In fact, he used to be pretty sweet."

"Oh?" Ranma asked, raising an eyebrow. "He sure as hell isn't so sweet now."

"I know, Master," Genn said seriously. "He used to be so kind and gentle."

At hearing that, Ranma raised his other eyebrow. "Seriously?"

"Seriously," Genn said truthfully. She let out a rather sad sigh. "You know, I was Séance's first pokégirl... Or rather, his first pokéwoman."

"Really?" Ranma asked.

"Yes," The Rack-Shasa answered in an affirmative. "He was actually rather kind and shy when I first met him," She smiled a little. "Granted, he was nowhere near as shy as you. He had no qualms about Taming whatsoever."

Blushing a bit, Ranma scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Okay..." He chuckled nervously. "But that still doesn't explain why he's an ass now."

"True enough," Genn agreed. "Well, Master, when Séance was my Tamer, I was always by his side, since he chose me to be his Alpha. We went around like a normal Tamer and his pokégirl did; fighting PokéBattles here and there, have rather wild passionate Taming sessions, and collect a few other pokégirls as well." Genn shook her head. "I still remember when we first got Selena. I thought she was going to drive Séance into an asthmatic fit with all her smoking."

Nodding his head, Ranma smirked a little. "Can't take cigarette smoke, eh?"

"Not at all," Genn answered. She smiled a little more. "But back then, he never had the backbone to yell at any of us or anything like that, so he let Selena continue to smoke her cancer-sticks."

Ranma nodded is head to that. "So..." Ranma started up again after some time thinking about what Genn has said. "What else did you guys do?"

Genn placed a finger on her chin as she thought about it. "Well... We did tend to spend a lot of time in Vain. Séance hadn't finished his studies back then and we continuously had to go back and forth so he could go see Ghaleon."

"Ghaleon?" Ranma asked.

"Yes, Ghaleon," Genn said. "He's a pokégirl researcher who is one of the premier magic-users and Magic-type pokégirl trainers in all of Vain, as well as being Vain's Gym Leader who is represented by the 'White Dragon Wings Badge'." Genn shook her head. "That guy used to be really obsessed with Dragon-Tamer Alex..."

Again, Ranma raised an eyebrow. "Really? Séance's learning from such a big-shot?"

"Yes," Genn answered. "At least, last I knew he was."

Again, a bout of silence started to fall upon Ranma and Genn. "Hey," Ranma started again, "What happened? I mean, you said before Sextome was the one to really screw things up. So what happened?"

Looking down, Genn let out a rather tired sigh. "Well, Master, it must have been at least a year by now. Hard to tell when you mostly get left in a PokéBall."

Ranma winced at that. "Sorry, Genn."

"Not your fault, Master," The Rack-Shasa said seriously. "Anyway, it had been some time ago. Séance had stopped in the Petrifiedwood Forest to set up camp, since we weren't going to make it to the city before nightfall," Genn sighed again. "Unfortunately, Séance chose a campsite that already had an occupant using it."

"Let me guess," Ranma interrupted, "Ranma Sextome."

"Yep," Genn said. "Sextome was already using it. He didn't feel like sharing the grounds, and Séance, not wanting to travel another mile to get to the next clearing, challenged Sextome to a PokéBattle for right to share the clearing."

Ranma winced. "Séance got his ass kicked, didn't he?"

"In record time, I might add," Genn answered with a sigh. "Next I knew, when I woke-up, I had been summoned from my PokéBall inside of a camping tent, and Sextome was forcing himself upon me, since he had to Bond me." Genn let out a depressed sigh. "Sextome had won me from Séance and I was then his property, after all. It was within his right to do such to me."

Shaking his head, Ranma said, "That's awful."

"It was," Genn said, starting to feel rather depressed. "I guess Séance held felt so humiliated losing to Sextome AND losing me to him, that something in Séance's mind snapped like a brittle twig."

Ranma sighed as he placed his hand on the Rack-Shasa's shoulder. "Gee, Genn... I'm sorry. I didn't know."

Genn sniffled a bit. "Not your fault. How could you know?" It wasn't his fault that Sextome had stolen her away from Séance and that Séance had turned out like that. Seeing her old master like that... Genn just couldn't return to him until he got better... If she EVER returned to him. If it wasn't for the fact Ranma had gotten her a collar when he bought them clothing, she might have very well been stolen instead of dragged up to the NurseJoy's information desk so Séance could issue a challenge.

Looking at the Rack-Shasa, Ranma sighed. Damn. Genn was really, REALLY upset. "I'm sorry, Genn... This is my fault... Because my stupid analogue took you after beating Séance in some god-forsaken PokéBattle..."

Genn shook her head. "No! Master, it's not your fault. You can't control what happened here," She sighed a bit. "It truly wasn't your fault."

Ranma sighed as he sat on the bed beside Genn. Turning his head he looked at the Rack-Shasa. "Thank you for saying that..." He sighed.

"It's the truth," Genn told him, scooting up so she sat closer to her master on the bed.

Ranma sighed. "Thanks..." He looked at Genn and shivered. "Genn, I promise you I'll do whatever I can to keep you. I just can't let that jerk take you back, not after seeing him like this." And Ranma meant it. Before Ranma thought that Séance was just annoying. Now he could see that guy was kookier than a bowl of Cocoa Puffs.

Genn nodded and smiled at her master. "Yeah... He used to be so good... But now..." She sighed and hugged Ranma. "I think he went insane."

Hugging the Rack-Shasa back, Ranma let out a sigh. Well, that was putting it simply. "I promise to protect you, Genn."

Genn smiled. She already knew that. And she also knew that he could keep his promise to her.

Looking at her smile, Ranma couldn't help but smile back. Leaning forward, he kissed Genn on the lips.

Genn blinked, but then smiled. Moaning lightly, she was happy that her master liked her.

Kissing her still, Ranma's hands tentatively went to her vest. He pushed the front flaps aside, revealing her bronze-colored breasts.

Genn blushed as Ranma did that, giving her bronze skin a slight reddish hue to it.

Blushing, Ranma looked into Genn's eyes. "Genn..." He started softly. "May I Tame you?"

Genn smiled at that. "Really?" She asked happily.

Ranma nodded his head. "Yeah... Please?"

Genn nodded. "Sure," She then blushed a bit. "Um, Master... Could you... Um... Givemeaspanking?" She asked rather quickly, blushing heavily.

Blinking his eyes once, twice, Ranma was trying to decipher what that meant. When his mind caught up with the Rack-Shasa's words, he smiled. "Sure."

Genn smiled. "Thank you," She said, before rolling over onto her belly.

Smiling, Ranma's hands went to Genn's hips. He pushed her leather skirt up around her waist while he pulled down her white panties to around her thighs, showing off her rear. Smiling, Ranma's hand went to her butt and rubbed while his other hand undid his sash. "Nice..."

Genn cooed at the feelings. "Mmmm... Good hands, Master... Do you like my butt?" She asked him, while pushing her soft, fleshy globes up into his hand.

"Very," Ranma admitted as he continued to feel her fleshy bronze buns. He pulled his pants and boxers down a bit to at least reveal his manhood. Heh. He had never done it with some clothing still on before. Maybe this could be kinky.

Closing her eyes, Genn moaned as Ranma squeezed and kneaded her buns a bit more. "Ooooh... We should tame while in the shower sometime," She moaned out.

Ranma smiled. "That could be fun..." He said with a smile. "Maybe after this, we'll take a shower together," He asked as he continued to massage her butt with one hand while the other undid the wood ties of his shirt.

Moaning and wiggling her butt, Genn nodded. "Yesss..." She hissed out. His hand on her butt felt really nice. Hmm... Maybe she should get him to give her a massage sometime?

Once he had the wood ties undone, Ranma left his shirt open. However, he did not take it off. Instead he smirked and pushed his manhood into her pussy, while BOTH his hands went to massaging either of her butt-cheeks.

Genn arched her back and moaned loudly. "Oooh! Master!" She moaned, grinding her hips and ass into his hips. She couldn't believe that he was doing her with her clothing on, but then again, it added a sort of 'eroticness' to the act.

Grinding his hips against her butt, Ranma smirked a little. His right hand massaging the small of her back, Ranma raised his left one. "And I believe someone asked for..."

*WHAP*!

"...A spanking?" Ranma finished with a grin.

Genn moaned and bucked her hips up. "Y-YES! Spank me! Fuck me! Do me hard!" She cried out in pleasure.

Hearing her moans, Ranma smiled. "Glad you liked." He pulled his manhood back. He then pulled back and thrust back into Genn's warm honeypot and...

*WHAP*!

Genn moaned and thrashed under her master's ministrations. "Ooooh! Yeah, just like that. M-more!" She cried out, getting more and more aroused at each moment.

Ranma smiled. "Will do!" He then gave her as another firm slap as he pulled his manhood back and thrust right back in. "Damn. You feel so good, Genn."

Closing her eyes shut tight, Genn shivered and moaned at the sensations. "Oooh... Master's so good to me!" She moaned out, bucking her hips against Ranma's rod as he continued to thrust in and out of her pussy. "Feels so... Nice..." She hissed and moaned out.

Hearing that Rack-Shasa say that, Ranma smiled. "Glad you think it feels nice." He started grinding his cock back into that nice warm slit as he raised his hand high once more, giving Genn's bronze butt another firm slap. He smiled as he watched her fleshy buns jiggle.

Feeling that hard slap, Genn groaned, her pussy's temperature increasing dramatically. "Oooh... M-Master... So good... Love you..." She moaned out, her body shuddering.

Ranma smiled. Something about those words really made him feel good. "Thank you..." Ranma said honestly. "Love you too..." He then gave Genn's ass another slap.

And then another...

And another...

And another...

The Rack-Sasha shuddered and moaned loudly. "Uhh... M-Master... Getting close." Her master was just so good to her that she couldn't help but approach orgasm. "Love you so much," She cooed out as he gave her ass another slap.

Ranma smirked and grinded his cock into her folds again. "So good..." Ranma groaned happily. Smiling, he gave her butt another slap.

After a few minutes more of this, with Genn moaning and cooing as Ranma continued to thrust in and out of her pussy while spanking her ass, Genn screamed in pleasure as she came, her pussy clamping down hard on Ranma's member, milking him for his seed.

And that is what she got. Gritting his teeth, Ranma moaned as the Rack-Shasa got him to cum and so quickly. Placing his hands on her ass, Ranma gently massaged the Rack-Shasa as he continued to grind into her.

Genn moaned and thrashed as she grind her hips and ass back against Ranma's hips. "M-M-Master... So good!" She cried out happily as her pussy continued to coax Ranma for his seed.

Finally after some time, Ranma came down form his sexual high. Smiling, he continued to massage her back. "Damn Genn... So good..." He panted as he continued to massage her back.

Moaning a bit, Genn turned her head to face Ranma and smiled. "Really?" She asked him, cooing happily.

Nodding his head, Ranma continued to massage her back. "Yeah," He leaned forward and kissed her horn. "I promise to protect you, Genn."

Genn shuddered and moaned loudly. "Oooh... Really? Thank you," She said, smiling and shuddering as Ranma kissed her horn. "M-Master... My horns... They're sensitive," She managed to stutter out as she moaned.

Ranma smiled. "I know..." He kissed it again. "Just getting you ready for the shower..." He teased.

Genn blushed. She couldn't wait. "Okay," She replied happily.