Anime Addventure : PokeDiggers

by tutcat

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

5. Chapter 5

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Wiping a towel through his hair, Ranma let off a yawn. Man, was he feeling so relaxed now. Who knew that Genn could be such a kinky little lass in the shower?

Feeling his hair was dried enough, Ranma threw the towel over by the bottom legs of a chair. A chair which happened to have his PokéBelt draped over it.

"Hmm..." Ranma mumbled. "I should get to Taming one of the others," Ranma mumbled. But which one? All of them had fought so hard, and he still had a Vixxen to Tame and Bond.

"Let's see..." Ranma mumbled. "Britanny was hurt and could use some loving... Sheila's ego got bruised and she'll be feeling down... Gina..."

Ranma stopped, remembering how bad Gina had felt after just losing to the Heroine after one move. Walking over to his PokéBelt, he took the Amazonchan's PokéBall off of it. Holding it, he pointed it towards the center of the room and called out, "Gina! I Screw You!" With that cry came the ever-familiar beam of red light. Light that continued to flow out in a steady stream from the PokéBall as it took a definite human form.

Being brought back into existence, Gina blinked her eyes once, twice. She turned to see her master...

...And cried.

"Master!" Gina wailed, throwing herself to her hands and knees bowing. "I'm so sorry, Master! It's all my fault! I should've fought better. Please don't be mad!" Gina whimpered.

Ranma gawked. "Woah, woah, WOAH! Gina!" Ranma shouted. "Calm yourself down and stand up, Gina."

Nodding her head, Gina once again apologized, "Sorry, Master. I'm a bad pokégirl."

Ranma shook his head. "Gina, that's a load of bull. You know you aren't bad."

Looking at Ranma curiously, Gina shook her head. "No. OI should've been able to take more than one hit..." She sniffled. "I'm sorry I don't have the endurance."

Ranma nodded his head. Gina needed to work up her endurance, but how? "Well, when pig-boy needed to take a hit the old ghoul had him slamming into boulders," Ranma thought seriously. "The constant hits building up his ability to take a hit..."

And then inspiration hit. "Okay... I guess it's time for some special training for you, Gina," Ranma said seriously. Smiling, he told her, "We'll have you strong enough to handle a Psychic attack yet!"

Calming down and looking at her master seriously, Gina asked, "What kind of training?"

Ranma smiled. "Mostly fighting training... But..." Ranma smirked a little, "It will take aspects of Taming training as well.

"Yay!" Gina cheered. She wanted to build up her strength, and she also wanted more Taming. This was a win-win situation!

Seeing Gina excited made Ranma smile. "Okay then. Now it's time to begin the Taming training. Remember, this will help build up your endurance, so bare with me."

Gina nodded her head seriously, wanting to become stronger. "What is it?"

Ranma smirked a little. He couldn't believe he was going to say this. "I call it... The Bakusei SPANK-etsu!"

Looking at her master inquisitively, Gina asked, "Huh?"

Ranma smirked a little. "Well, Gina, By constantly spanking your fanny, you should, theoretically, build upon your endurance levels and pain tolerance."

Gina, for her part just continued to blink her eyes. "Really?"

Ranma nodded his head. "Really."

Gina nodded a bit. "Oookay..." This was probably going to hurt a bit. Though, she had to admit, the thought of her master spanking her was arousing her.

Ranma smiled. "Well then, you should get undressed, Gina..." He said huskily.

Smiling a bit, Gina nodded her head and kicked off her sandals. Her hands went to her shirt and pulled it up and off of her shoulders, letting her bra-clad breasts bounce into view. Of course, Gina was wearing a very lacy and silky bra under her shirt.

Ranma licked his lips. "Damn Gina. You still look as good as ever," His smile widened. "And that's with just the bra."

Gina smiled, though she had a rosy hue on her cheeks. "Thank you, Master," She said. Reaching behind herself, she unclasped her bra and let the article of clothing fall forward, letting her breasts bounce free.

Ranma smiled brightly. "Very nice."

Gina smiled at that. "You like these?" She asked, cupping her breasts and pushing them up a bit. Sure, she wasn't as big as some of the other girls, but Gina DID have pride in her breasts.

Smiling brightly, Ranma nodded his head rapidly. "Very!" He winked at her. "You have such a NICE pair, Gina."

At haring that, Gina smiled, a blush covering her upper body with her master's praise. "Thank you," She said honestly. The praise made her feel really good.

Smiling at her, Ranma began to undo the belt of the bathrobe. He let it fall back, showing his chiseled athletic form. He wasn't buff, but he still had GREAT muscle tone.

Gina licked her lips and smiled. Moving her hands downward, she pulled on the sides of her tight shorts, pulling them down and revealing her silky legs underneath. She was wearing silky white panties under her shorts. Kicking the red shorts away, she smiled at Ranma, wanting his opinion of her.

Looking the blonde Amazonchan over, Ranma smiled and nodded his head. "You have such a perfectly proportioned body, Gina."

Gina smiled brightly at that. "Thank you," She said honestly. Bending over, she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, revealing her nude body to her master.

Still looking Gina over, Ranma nodded his head. "Yep. Perfect as always!"

Gina smiled. "Thank you."

Still standing, Ranma returned the favor. Kicking off his bath-slippers, he undid the cloth belt around his waist completely. He then pushed the bathrobe back, letting it fall off his body completely; his erection bobbed in its freedom.

Gina licked her lips upon seeing her favorite piece of meat come into view. Yep, no matter how many times she saw it, she still loved seeing it. "Oooh... You're turned on, Master," She blushed a bit. "Should I service you?"

Thinking about it for a moment, Ranma reluctantly shook his head. "I can wait. Right now, we need to work on your endurance," So, sitting down, Ranma pat his lap, motioning for Gina to lay there.

Gina nodded, a bit disappointed and lay across her master's lap. "Okay." She said, wiggling her supple ass at him a bit.

Noticing Gina's disappointment, Ranma smiled. "Don't worry, Gina," He said reassuringly as he brought his right hand to scratch that back of her neck. "You'll get a nice Taming right after."

Gina shuddered as her master scratched her 'sweet spot' in just the right way. "Ooooh..." She moaned out, feeling her fluids starting to flow from his work. "R-really?" She asked. It was getting harder to think with how turned on she was getting.

"I promise," Ranma said. He then raised his left hand and raised it back...

*WHAP*!

Gina nodded and winced a bit as her ass was struck.

*WHAP*!

Gina winced a bit more.

Ranma nodded. "You okay?"

Looking up at her master, Gina nodded. "Y-yeah... Sorry," She whimpered. "I'm such a wimp."

Ranma nodded and scratched the back of her neck. "Don't worry, Gina. We'll build you up," He said as he raised his hand back and brought it back upon her ass.

Gina shuddered as Ranma scratched her neck while spanking her. "Uhhh..." She whimpered, feeling aroused by what he was doing to her.

Seeing how Gina reacted, Ranma nodded. "Hang in there, Gina," Ranma said as he continued to spank her ass again and again.

Closing her eyes, Gina shuddered and moaned as she felt her ass being spanked more and more. "Oooh..." She couldn't help but raise her ass in the air a bit.

Ranma smiled as he saw Gina raise her ass. 'That's it..." Ranma said gently as he continued to slap her butt-cheeks again and again. "Accept it."

Gina moaned and whimpered. Her fluids were flowing freely down her thighs as she bucked her hips up a little bit, hoping to get his hand on her ass more. "Sooo goooood..." She moaned out.

Still spanking her, Ranma smiled. "You like it, huh?"

Gina moaned. "Oooh... Uhh..." She was about to cum and she knew it. Her fluids were flowing even faster than before. "Gonna... Uhh..." She shuddered as her master turned her ass a light red color.

Ranma smiled. "You're doing GREAT Gina," He said as he brought out amaguriken-speed slapping.

Gina cried out in shock and wonder as her ass was turned a bright red color. "OH... MY... GAWD!" She cried out, her eyes wide open as her pussy overflowed, gushing her fluids out as she came hard. "OH YES!" She moaned out.

Ranma smiled, Gina was able to take such pain and she hadn't even realized she was being 'hurt'.

Shuddering, Gina came down from her high. Moaning and whimpering a bit, she just lay on Ranma's lap. "So... Goood..." She moaned out to him.

Ranma smiled. "You did excellent, Gina."

Hearing that, Gina smiled. "Thank you, Master."

Ranma just smiled more. "How's your buns feeling?"

At that question, Gina blinked her eyes and wiggled her hips a bit. True, her ass had a slight stinging sensation to it... But it wasn't hurting as much as it should have. "Um... Hurts a little... But... Not that much."

Nodding his head, Ranma smiled. "Good," He looked at Gina a tad lecherously. "Now it's time to do it again!" Ranma's hand went back to scratching the back of her neck, while his other hand...

*WHAP*!

Gina shuddered as Ranma scratched her neck. "Uhh... Master?" She moaned out, wondering why he was still spanking her.

Ranma smiled. "Yes, Gina?" He asked, still spanking her while scratching the back of her neck.

Gina shuddered and moaned some more. "Uhh... Why... Oooh, why are you still... AHHH! Spanking, ooh, me? AHHH!" She moaned and raised her ass up in the air again.

Smiling, Ranma continued to massage her neck and spank her ass. "Building up your tolerance to pain," He said seriously. "That way, you can take a lot more punishment."

Gina moaned and nodded. "Uhh... Ookay... AHH!" She whimpered, her hot fluids flowing out of her pussy and onto Ranma's lap.

Being able to stand Gina's hot fluids, Ranma nodded. "Your ass feels so nice," He complimented. "And such a nice shade of red too..." He teased.

Gina blushed and moaned some more. "Uhh... No fair... You... Ooooh... Spanky-spanker! AHHH!" She cried out as Ranma spanked her a little extra hard that time, her fluids were soaking Ranma's lap as well as her thighs.

Ranma smiled. He then unleashed the Katchu Tenshin Amaguriken in spank for once more on her.

Gina cried out in mixed pleasure and pain. Shuddering, she cried out Ranma's name as her pussy overflowed once more as she came again.

Ranma smiled and stopped spanking her once the Amazonchan finished cumming a second time. "Wow, Gina. You did REALLY well."

Gina blushed heavily. "OOooh... Master's a meanie!" She mock-complained. Her ass was starting to feel a bit raw too.

Ranma winced a little. "Sorry, Gina. His hand went down to slowly message her ass. "How about we get you a nice High Potion?"

Gina nodded rapidly. "Yes!"

Ranma nodded. He picked Gina up and lay her down on the stomach, face-down. He then went to his backpack and pulled out a High Potion. Opening the blue vial, he slowly dripped the contents onto her butt, and then massaged her butt once more.

Wincing, Gina shivered as the cool liquid hit her hot ass. "Oooh... Master... Do you like my ass?" She asked him.

Smiling, Ranma nodded. "I have to admit, you really do have a nice one."

Hearing that, Gina smiled cutely. "Want to tame my ass?" She asked him.

Ranma smiled. "You devilish little vixen," He teased.

Smirking, Gina nodded. "Uh huh..." She then sighed. "My old master never tamed me nice. He was always beating me up while taming me..." Then there was the fact that his dick was only three inches long, but she didn't mention that to Ranma. "But, you're so nice to me. I'd let you tame me until I couldn't walk if you wanted to," She said honestly.

Shaking his head, Ranma sighed. "Aw, Gina... You don't have to let me Tame you any way possible..." He then smiled. "I'll only tame you the ways YOU want me to."

Gina blushed prettily. "Really?" She asked him.

Ranma nodded his head. "Really."

Gina smiled and rolled onto her back. Spreading her legs, she looked at him. "Can you tame me like this then?" She SO wanted to hold him close while he tamed her. Though it was probably closer to making love to her than taming her, Gina idly noted.

Smiling at Gina, Ranma nodded his head. "Sure."

Gina smiled at that. "Thank you," She said honestly, her smile being so bright that Ranma could have sworn that the room was just lit up.

Ranma smiled back at Gina. "You smile so beautifully."

Gina blushed at the compliment. She sure wasn't used of them. "Thank you." Though, she definitely wouldn't mind hearing more of them.

Winking at Gina, Ranma smiled as he got between the blonde's legs... "You want me to hug your beautiful body, don't you?"

Hearing Ranma ask that, Gina nodded her head rapidly. "Uh huh... Wanna feel safe in your arms," Not to mention, she wanted to feel her breasts mashed up against his chest.

Ranma smiled and lay atop of Gina, his body crushing hers into the bed as his manhood slid into her warm pussy. Ranma's hands moved between Gina's back and the bed itself so he could hug her. "You feel great," Ranma complimented as he buried his dick in to the hilt.

Moaning, Gina wrapped her legs around Ranma's hips tightly. "OOooh... So big and filling..." She moaned out, kissing Ranma on the cheek.

Ranma smiled and began to thrust his manhood back and forth... "You're so tight and hot, Gina..." He smiled at her. "A perfect fit."

Gina shuddered and hugged Ranma tighter, mashing her breasts against his chest. "R-really?" She moaned out, kissing him on the chin.

"Really," Ranma replied back. Leaning over, he kissed Gina passionately, his tongue practically feeling the back of her throat.

Gina moaned as she felt her master's tongue in her mouth. Using her own tongue, she pressed against his tongue in a duel of the mouth. She hugged him a bit tighter, her legs tightening their hold on his hips as she counter-thrust as best she could.

Ranma moaned into the kiss as he began to buck his hips harder and faster back and forth in her inner-folds. He enjoyed the challenge she was giving him.

Moaning a bit, Gina decided to try a little something special for her master. Concentrating a bit, she tightened the grip that her inner folds had on Ranma's member, making it seem like he was being squeezed by a vice as she bucked her hips against his.

His eyes widening in surprise, Ranma moaned appreciatively. "Holy shit!" He shouted suddenly. "So good, Gina!"

Gina smiled and continued to keep her inner folds tight around his member. "Th-thank you, Master..." Not only did it give her master a better feeling, it increased her arousal and sensitivity.

Ranma smiled. He moved one hand up to the back of her neck to scratch her there as he went to pumping back and forth as fast as he could.

Gina thrashed and moaned as Ranma did that to her. "OH! OH GODS! SO GOOD!" She cried out in pure pleasure, and inadvertently tightened the hold her inner folds had on Ranma's member. "M-M-M-Master... Love you..." She whimpered out, hugging him tightly, her hardened nipples digging into the skin of his chest.

Ranma groaned at all the sensations. He moved his head to nip her right ear gently; his hand still massaging the back of her neck. "Love you too."

Gina shuddered and moaned loudly. "R-really?" She asked, panting as her body was starting to become drenched in sweat.

Ranma nodded, a sheen of sweat glistening on his skin too. "Yeah. You're just great, Gina," He kissed her on the lips gently for a moment. Pulling his head back, he looked into her eyes as he continued to buck his hips into hers. "Never want to lose you."

Gina moaned and shuddered a bit. "Uhh... Really? Stay with me forever?" She whimpered as she felt her fluids heating up tremendously, she was about to cum and she knew it. She just hoped that her master was too.

Ranma nodded. "Yes... You're too special to me, Gina. You and all the girls. I can't give any of you up," He moved his head and kissed her ear. "Not now, or ever..."

Gina teared up. Smiling she hugged him fiercely. "OH! THANK YOU, MASTER!" She yelled out happily. Of course... Her happiness caused a secondary effect as well... Moaning and shuddering, Gina cried out Ranma's name as her pussy tightened even more as her fluids gushed out in earnest as she came hard.

Tightening his hug around Gina, Ranma moaned loudly. The feel of Gina's pussy was so exquisite, he couldn't hold back anymore. Moaning loudly, he blew his load into the Amazonchan's folds, filling her with the dream she so desired.

Gina cried out happily. Her master's seed was just so good that it was euphoric.

Ranma groaned as he continued to thrust back and forth in Gina, in effect, prolonging both their orgasms.

Gina shuddered as her euphoria lasted longer than expected. Especially with her master continuing to empty his seed into her wanton pussy.

Finally, Ranma started to slow down as he came down from his orgasm. "Damn, Gina..." He smiled and kissed her cheek. "You're wonderful."

Gina smiled. Turning her head, she kissed Ranma's lips. "You're the best master ever, Master."

Ranma smiled. "Well a good pokégirl deserves to be treated in kind."

Hearing that, Gina blushed. "I'm a good pokégirl?" She asked shyly.

Ranma shook his head. "No." He smiled. "You're a GREAT pokégirl."

Gina blushed heavily. "Th-thank you," She said honestly, tears falling down her face. "No one's ever... Said that before," She said while smiling, tears falling down her face as she felt so happy.

Ranma smiled back at her. Leaning his head forward, he kissed her tears away.

Gina smiled. "Thank you," She said, cuddling her body to his. "Did you like my breasts pressing against your chest?" She asked suddenly.

Smiling, Ranma nodded his head. "Very! You have such perfectly proportioned breasts." Ranma said seriously.

Gina smiled at hearing that. "Thank you."

"No, thank you!" Ranma said seriously, smiling at her all the while.

Gina nodded and cuddled her body to his. "Can we cuddle?" She asked; she SO wanted to cuddle him.

Ranma nodded as he hugged Gina while moving to the side so he wasn't atop her. "Sure, Gina."

Gina smiled and closed her eyes as she melded her body to her master's. Placing her head in the crook of his neck, she sighed. "You're so good to me, Master. I love you," She said honestly.

Hugging Gina, Ranma smiled happily. "I love you too."

Gina smiled and cuddled her master, her friend, her lover. It felt so good to be around him, that she could easily accept her lot in life now.

Cuddling Gina, Ranma smiled. "Very, VERY nice..."

"Thank you," Gina whispered. "Thank you..."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Having gotten his shirt back on, Ranma looked down at Gina's PokéBall in his hand. Well, she was certainly feeling much better. That was certain. "And now I better get dressed so I can talk to this new pokégirl," Ranma thought.

Placing Gina's PokéBall back onto the belt, Ranma started to pull his boxers and pants back on. He didn't want to make a bad impression and make her think he only wanted her for sex. So perhaps a little conversation beforehand would be able to calm her.

Still... Did he want this? Did Ranma REALLY want to pick up more pokégirls?

Sighing, Ranma held the new PokéBall in his hand. Great. A new pokégirl. Just what he needed. Sighing, he shook his head. He couldn't blame this girl for what happened. Séance was the one using her against him. Maybe now they could get of to a better start.

So holding the PokéBall in his hand, Ranma aimed it at the center of the room and shouted, "Mitsuko! I Screw You!"

In a flash of red and white, a reddish-browned furred, three-tailed Vixxen popped up. Shaking her head a bit, the Vixxen looked at him. "Um, hello?"

Ranma looked the pokégirl over. He had to admit, she really did look kind hot and rather sexy in that tight leather mini-skirt and that tight white tank top which did nothing to hide her chest. "Well, hello, Mitsuko..." Ranma coughed into his hand, and then held out his other one. "I'm Ranma."

Blinking, Mitsuko smiled and took his hand. "Konbanwa, Ranma," She said, smiling at him.

Ranma smiled a bit more. He bowed, "Hey, you know Japanese?"

Mitsuko smiled a bit. "Hai," She said, smiling at him. She was fluent in speaking it. Didn't mean she could read or write worth a damn though.

Ranma smiled. "Heh. You aren't so bad," He shook his head. "Look, I know you're gonna be curious as to why you're here, but the point is..." Ranma was looking hesitant. "You remember how you were in a PokéBattle, right?"

Mitsuko nodded. "Hai! Yeah, I know," She said, still speaking in Japanese. "Let me guess... That jerk of a Pokégirl Tamer lost and gave me up, didn't he?" She said.

"Uh, yeah, sorta..." Ranma admitted as he blinked his eyes. He had to admit, her attitude towards her former Tamer surprised him. "Wow. No love lost there, huh?"

Mitsuko frowned and shook her head. "No," She said in Japanese still. Thankfully, Ranma was speaking in her language. She was more fluent in Japanese than other languages. "It was always... 'With you, I'm going to get Genn back'. Or... 'Now Sextome will lose for sure and Genn will be mine'. Bah!" She grumbled. "He just wanted Genn back, didn't care about the rest of us."

Hearing that, Ranma frowned. "Yeesh, the guy sounds even more obsessed than I thought he was," Ranma said seriously in his native tongue.

Sighing, Mitsuko nodded. "Yeah." She then looked down. "I'm so tired of hearing that," She looked up at him. "Is there something wrong with me? Séance never really tamed me, just once to bond with me and then made his Alpha continue to make sure I didn't go crazy," She shuddered. "I don't like smokers."

Shaking his head, Ranma sighed. "I swear, Mitsuko, some people shouldn't be allowed to have pokégirls."

The Vixxen nodded. "Yeah," She said, obviously depressed.

Ranma frowned at seeing the Vixxen obviously depressed. Stepping forward, he hugged the girl from behind. "It'll be okay. I'll take care of ya'."

Mitsuko shuddered and looked at him. "Really?" She asked him seriously. Sniffling a bit, she looked at him pleadingly. "Will you love me?" She asked him seriously.

Smiling caringly, Ranma kissed Mitsuko's cheek. "Hey, I'm taking care of eight girls already. One more isn't going to hurt."

Mitsuko blinked. "But... Wouldn't one of us have to go into storage?" She asked a bit fearfully. She didn't want to go back to storage, it was scary there.

Ranma chuckled nervously. "Odd circumstance, but don't worry. None of you are going into storage."

Mitsuko turned and looked at him, her eyes had a starry-look in them. "Really!?" She asked, all excited by what he said.

Giving the Vixxen an honest smile, Ranma said, "Really." He then kissed her cheek. "Now, if I'm not mistaken, my Alpha, a Lupina named Jetta, was telling me that Vixxens are the pokégirls with the highest libidos of all," Ranma blushed, "And that you'll be needing Taming every other day or at least once every three days, like Sheila."

Mitsuko nodded and looked down a bit. "Well... I've got a pretty low libido for a Vixxen. I can go four, even five days before I need to get tamed again," She said, feeling embarrassed for saying that. Like she was giving Vixxens everywhere a bad name.

Ranma blinked. "Are you serious?" Internally, he was relieved. He could still try to give the girls of his harem equal time for tamings.

Again, Mitsuko nodded her head. "Hai." She said, a little meekly. "The... Craving for taming doesn't bother me as much as most Vixxens. When I get going, I'm as horny as a normal Vixxen, but I can wait more than three days before I start to feel it," She said, blushing at that.

At the explanation given, Ranma nodded his head. "Okay," He then kissed her cheek. "Can we get you set for a few days then?" He said, a slight blush tingeing his cheeks.

Mitsuko nodded and smiled. "Sure!"

Smiling, Ranma said, "Okay. Now, how would you like to do it?"

Mitsuko smiled. "Well..." She said, smiling before kissing him on the lips and pushing him onto the bed.

Blinking his eyes, Ranma smiled a little. "You want to be on top?"

"Hai," She said, smiling as she grabbed at the bottom of her shirt, and pulling it off, letting her furry mammaries bounce into view. Amazingly, she wasn't wearing a bra.

Ranma whistled at the sight. "Wow... A large D-Cup..." Ranma said in awe. Blushing he asked, "May I touch them?"

"Hai! You are the master," Mitsuko said in Japanese, smiling at him.

Smiling, Ranma lifted his hands up and gently felt her rather generous breasts. He rubbed her large, furry mammaries and smiled. "Nice and soft..."

The Vixxen churred and pressed her chest forward. "Does my new master like my breasts?" She asked him cutely.

Nodding his head, Ranma smiled. "Yeah, they feel so nice and full..." His smile widened. "I could hold these all day."

Mitsuko smiled. "Really!?" She asked, all exitedly as she started to unbutton his shirt.

"Yep!" Ranma said with a smile as he used his thumbs and forefingers to pinch her nipples.

Mitsuko arched her back. Cooing and churring, she pressed her breasts into his hands. "Ooooh... Good hands," She moaned out.

Ranma smiled. "Better breasts," He teased as he continued to play with her nipples while massaging her furry tits gently.

Shuddering and churring, Mitsuko smiled. "Uhh... So good..." She whimpered, reaching down to hurriedly unbutton his shirt. She needed to get off and soon!

Ranma smiled as he felt his chest revealed. "Heh. Need me to undress myself so you don't have to wait?"

Churring, Mitsuko leaned down a bit, her breasts pressing against his chiseled stomach as she licked and kissed his chest with her tongue.

Moaning lightly, Ranma's hand stroked through Mitsuko's hair. "Mmm... Such a nice tongue..."

Churring, Mitsuko continued to kiss and lick his chest with her Vulpine tongue. As she licked upwards a bit, her breasts dragged across his abdomen as her nipples dug into his skin lightly.

Ranma moaned. His hands moved around to massage the small of her back in appreciation. "Feels so good..."

Unfortunately for Ranma, he didn't realize that Vixxens had the same 'sweet spot' as Lupinas. But he was about to find out!

Her eyes opening wide, Mitsuko moaned loudly. "OOoooh... Uhh..." She whimpered, her three tails wagging back and forth heavily as she leaned up to kiss Ranma fiercely, her tongue practically cleaning his tonsils out. If someone wanted to really get her horny, the quickest way was for someone to scratch her sweet spot. Even the smallest amount of attention there got her so worked up that she needed to get off.

Ranma blinked his eyes as he heard Mitsuko whimpering. "Hey, you okay?" He asked, not thinking to stop scratching the small of her back.

Shuddering, Mitsuko kissed him more, moaning and whimpering even louder as she ran her hands all over his body desperately. Her fluids started to run down her furry thighs freely. Freely, because Séance never let her wear any underwear.

Noticing that sight, Ranma blushed. "Mitsuko? You okay?"

The Vixxen whimpered. Her hands went to his pants. Gripping the sides, she started tugging and pulling his pants to get them down. "Uhh..." She whimpered out a bit. "Need it." She shuddered.

Ranma nodded. "Okay," He said seriously as he brought his hands from the small of her back to help him pull down his own pants and boxers, his manhood springing to life. However, before Ranma could do anything else, the Vixxen had pushed him onto his back. "M-Mitsuko!?"

Mitsuko shuddered and sighed as he took his hands off of her sweet spot. Damn it, she was just so horny that she couldn't stop herself with what she was going to do next. Moaning, she positioned herself above Ranma's shaft, and without any warning, plunged straight on, without taking her skirt off. "OOOOOHHH!" She cried out in pure pleasure, tears of ecstasy and relief falling down her face. "So big!" She moaned, her hot, HOT, fluids engulfing Ranma's member as she grinded her hips into his.

"Sh-shit!" Ranma groaned. Mistuko's pussy was SO hot! His hands massaged her tits in thanks as he felt that sopping hot pussy around his cock.

Bucking her hips up and down on Ranma's tool, Mitsuko churred and moaned. "OOoooh... So good!" She moaned in her native language of Japanese.

Gritting his teeth, Ranma hissed in pleasure and pain. "Shit, so hot..." He groaned. Then again, Mitsuko WAS a Fire-type.

Groaning, Mitsuko lifted her hips up, before slamming them back down. Her Vulpine body shuddered in absolute delight. Smiling a bit, she continued to buck her hips up and down as Ranma carressed and massaged her soft breasts.

Twisting and pinching the nubs that were Mitsuko's nipples, Ranma bucked his hips up to meet the Vixxen's thrusts.

"AHHH!" Mitsuko cried out in pleasure as she bucked her hips against his thrusting. "CHUUURRRR! SO GOOD! Kuso... MORE!" She cried out in pleasure, her body thrashing on top of his.

Groaning, Ranma continued to move his hips up and down. But it was getting harder and harder for him to hang on. The searing heat of that Vulpine pussy was really wearing down his resistance. "Sh-shit... Getting close..."

Mitsuko shuddered and moaned. "Oh Kami-Sama... Uhh... Please hold on!" She whimpered and begged as she sped up her bouncing on his shaft. "Wanna cum with you, so close..." She let out a cute whimper as her tails wagged back and forth quickly, fanning his legs a bit.

Sweating quite a bit, Ranma grit his teeth. He was trying his hardest to hold on for Mitsuko. He wanted her to get off first.

Moaning, Mitsuko leaned forward, melding her body to Ranma's as she continued to buck her hips up and down faster and faster. She was so close she could taste it. Whimpering a little, she kissed him on the mouth and hugged him. "K-kuso... Al... Almost..." She shuddered and moaned. "OH KAMI-SAMA!" She cried out as she slammed her hips into his one last time, her pussy spasming and clenching Ranma's thick rod for his seed. The Vixxen shuddered as her fluids gushed out of her pussy en-masse, drenching her skirt, thighs as well as his lap and legs.

Ranma moaned loudly as the hot liquid cover his laps. Holding her tightly, he just buried his manhood deep into her boiling Vixxen sex. "M-MITSUKO-SAN!" Ranma shouted, cumming hard and fast, as his seed filled into her womb. Hell, even though his cum was still hot, the temperature of his seed was actually COOLER than the Vixxen's pussy!

Mitsuko shuddered, the mixture of hot and cool was really getting to her as a whirlwind of feelings came from her womb. "OOOOHHHHH! RANMA-SAMA!" She cried out, hugging Ranma to her tightly. He just felt so good to her.

And then it happened. A very calming, pleasurable euphoric effect spread through both Ranma and the Vixxen as a Bond was formed; Mitsuko understood Ranma was her new master.

Sighing in happiness, Mitsuko blinked as she felt something else come across that bond as well. Something that she had never felt from any of her other masters. Kindness, compassion and caring. It made her tear up and smile in happiness as he took away her feelings of loneliness and inferiority. After all, even when she had other masters, they always favored other pokégirls over her. That was why she forced herself to control her libido and actually be able to hold out longer than any other Vixxen out there.

And Ranma understood that in some simpler ways, thanks to the bond. "You... You really restrain yourself," he said more as a fact than a question.

The Vixxen slowly nodded her head. "Uh huh... Figured that it might help me get some attention if I didn't beg for it like a normal, horny, cumslut Vixxen," Mistuko said, hugging him tightly.

Ranma hugged her tightly. "I promise you won't have to wait as much anymore, Mitsuko-chan," He said as he kissed the Vixxen on her muzzle.

Mitsuko smiled and kissed him back. "Thank you," She said honestly. "But..." She teared up a bit. "I'm so used to it that I don't have to think anymore... I can just wait it out for most of a week and not worry anymore," Her ears flattened back a bit. "Sorry I won't be a good Vixxen for you, Master-sama."

Looking at Mitsuko, Ranma smiled caringly. "Nonsense. You'll be a GREAT Vixxen." He then kissed her on the lips, his tongue seeking out Mitsuko's.

Mitsuko moaned and returned the kiss. She had never had a tamer who was nice with her before. She shuddered, remembering what the last tamer who had her before Séance did to her. "Master?" She whimpered out. "You won't burn my fur off will you?" She pouted, that had not been fun for her to go through, being burned alive that is.

Ranma blinked his eyes. "What? No! I would never burn your fur off!" He shuddered. "Do I even want to know why you'd ask that?"

She sniffled a bit and hugged him tightly. "My last master before Séance was a pyro-freak. He got off when one of his girls was set on fire." She shuddered. "I may be a Fire-type now, but I was only a Kitsune then, and all my fur was burned off." She said, breaking off into a sob.

Ranma frowned and hugged the poor Vixxen protectively. "I'm so, so sorry that happened," Ranma said sadly. He stroked her hair with one hand as he held her. Damn, some of these people really shouldn't be allowed to have pokégirls.

Mitsuko shuddered, remembering her master. He always carried a lighter on him, as well as a small container of kerosene, all the better to start fires, he had said, just before he doused her with the stuff. Of course, she didn't mean to mumble all that out loud either.

Ranma stared at her horrified. "Oh, Mitsuko-chan!"

The Vixxen shuddered and cried a bit more. "He just... He did it more than once to me... Over and over again..." She cried a bit more. "He, he finally got a Fire Stone and evolved me into a Vixxen, but..." She broke off into a sob, crying her eyes out onto Ranma's chest.

Ranma frowned and just held her tightly. "Mitsuko..."

Mitsuko sniffled. "Yes?" She asked, rather feebly.

"I promise you I won't hurt you like that." Ranma kissed her cheek. "And I promise I'll make sure you get more Taming."

Mitsuko smiled and churred. She hadn't felt this happy since that tamer had met his demise. "Thank you."

Ranma smiled. "No, thank you." He kissed her on the cheek again. "You're going to be a good friend, Mitsuko-chan." Smiling, Ranma got out from underneath Mitsuko. He lifted her up and put her onto the bed, leaving her on her hands and knees.

Looking over her shoulder, Mitsuko blinked her eyes. "Master?"

And then Ranma himself got on his knees behind the rather developed Vixxen. "Yes, Mitsuko?" Ranma asked, pushing up her leather skirt to reveal her furry ass.

Mitsuko churred. Oh! He was going to tame her again! Yay! "You're going to tame me again?" She asked, blushing. "Never got tamed this quickly before," She muttered to herself.

Sighing, Ranma said, "I'm sorry to hear that," He smiled and started to slide his manhood along her hot slit. "But what can I say? I try to give my girls at least two orgasms before sending them back or letting them rest."

Mitsuko churred and smiled. "Really?" She asked, amazed. "What staying power!" She gasped and moaned out as he slid his member along her slit.

Smiling, Ranma's hands grasped either of Mitsuko's furry butt-cheeks. "Mmm... Yeah... So good and warm," He said as he began to slightly pulled back so the tip of his manhood was at her jaden gates.

Whimpering a bit, Mitsuko thrust her hips down, wanting to get that meat into her again. "Please... Let me have it..." She moaned and whimpered.

"You'll get it!" Ranma said seriously as he then thrust in, his cock sliding along Mitsuko's inner-folds.

"AHHH! YESS!" The Vixxen hissed out, moaning as her master gave her his generous tool. "So good, Master," She moaned, thrusting her hips and ass back against him, her three tails were wagging back and forth, brushing against Ranma's face as he pushed into her.

Ranma chuckled. Yeah, those tails were cute and fun. His hands firmly massaging Mitsuko's furry butt, Ranma continued to thrust back and forth in Mitsuko's warm channel.

Churring and shuddering as her master slid in and out of her, Mitsuko brought her right hand back underneath her to rub and squeeze Ranma's member as it slipped in and out of her wanton pussy. "Ooooh... Master's SO big!" She moaned out, occasionally rubbing her clit.

Smiling, Ranma said, "Thank you," As he continued to thrust back and forth. Smiling, he brought one hand up, and then down back onto her ass to give it a firm slap. "And you have such a wonderful ass," He said as he then massaged both her buns gently.

Mitsuko churred and moaned a bit more. Her right hand rubbing her clit, as well as her master's tool and balls. "Ooooh... You like? Wanna do me there?" She asked, panting and moaning out loudly. Heck, if this kept up, she might be able to hold out for over a week!

Ranma smirked. "Maybe later. But right now I just want to get to know the wonderful warm pussy of my new pokégirl," He said in all seriousness as he rubbed her fleshy, furry buns. Smiling, he leaned forward so he could kiss her back.

Mitsuko shuddered and churred. "Master's so good!" She moaned out, reaching back a bit to squeeze Ranma's ball-sack and massage him a bit.

Ranma groaned. "Damn, Mitsuko... That feels nice..." He moaned. Again, the heat alone was getting him off. The feel of her hand was icing on the cake.

Shuddering and moaning, Mitsuko bucked her hips against his sharply. "Uhh... M-M-M-Ma-Master... OOOOHH! Gonna... Uhh... Cum soon!" She whimpered out, her fluids starting to gush out again as she rubbed his cock and balls as he thrust in and out of her pussy.

That was it for Ranma. Panting he thrust back and forth harder and faster. "Ah! M-M-MITSUKO-CHAN!" Ranma shouted as he buried himself into the Vixxen's pussy, cumming so hard that Mitsuko could feel as his cooler wisps of seed just went into her womb.

Gripping the sheets hard with her left hand, Mitsuko cried out in pure pleasure as her pussy contracted around Ranma's member, draining his seed as he continued to cum into her pussy. "OOOH! M-M-Master!" She cried out, happy beyond belief.

Groaning, Ranma continued to cum and cum and cum. "H-holy shit..." She moaned as he lay back against Mitsuko, his arms wrapping around to hug the Vixxen. "You're incredible."

Mitsuko yipped a little in pleasure and smiled. "Th-thank you," She said honestly, as a tornado of feeling washed through her womb and pussy.

Ranma smiled. "Definitely a good girl," He said as he kissed the back of Mitsuko's neck.

The Vixxen churred happily. "Master? Can we cuddle?" She asked yawning.

Ranma smiled. "Of course we can." He said as he began to slowly pull out of the Vixxen. He then lay down on the bed next to her, his arms once again wrapping around the red-furred vulpine cutie.

Smiling, Mitsuko hugged him back tightly, her tails wrapping around his waist as she cuddled her body to his. She mumbled out how happy she was and how she hoped he didn't fall down a cliff and snap his neck like her fire-starting master did.

Sweat-dropping, Ranma smirked a little. "Don't worry. I'm used to falling from far-up heights."

Mitsuko nodded her head into his chest as she started to calm down and drift off to sleep. "Master... Don't leave me?" She asked cutely.

Holding the Vixxen protectively, Ranma smiled. "I promsie you I won't."

Mitsuko churred happily, her tails started brushing up and down her master's body as she drifted off to sleep. "Love you," She whispered and dozed off.

Ranma smiled. Letting out a little yawn of his own, Ranma finally let the weariness get to him. "Yeah... Night..." Ranma mumbled before nodding off.

Mitsuko was so happy as she fell asleep, that her tails spread apart and nearly completely covered her master's body. In a way, she was showing her master how much she loved and cared for him. Anyone who knew anything about Vixxens would know that Mitsuko would never leave her master for anything or anyone now.

by Silmarilis

Mitsuko awoke to a reality that was better than any dream in recent memory, her new tamer was a caring soul. She had finally found the rare tamer that cared, and her heart raced thinking about the night prior.

"Um, hello," was the first thing she remember saying to her new master, before he actually took the time to talk to her. Next, her tamer followed up with an extra taming after the bonding. Then, instead of just tossing her back into her pokeball, he cuddled with her. The evening made her feel important to her new master.

Mitsuko was still a Vixxen, however, and she couldn't suppress certain urges. Her furry hands glided down the chest of her still sleeping master, "Ooh," she thought, "breakfast." Her fox-like eyes gleamed with anticipation, her loins began to burn with desire, and she bit her lower lip while reaching for her master's manhood.

Underneath the covers, in her excitement, small flashes of flame danced from her fingers...

"I'm so sorry, Momoko," Mr. Hanasaki stated in a sad voice, "You have become a pokegirl like your late mother." The middle-aged pokerancher's heart was breaking.

Blinking, the pokegirl with purple eyes and pink hair, twiddled with one of the yellow bows in her hair, "It's okay Daddy, we knew this might happen, but why are we going to the pokecentre?"

The pokegirl's father felt a tear sneaking to the rims of his eyes, "Momoko, you may be an uncommon pokegirl, but you are still my daughter. I can't sell my only little girl, even if she is a pokegirl." Stopping momentarily to dry his eyes with the back of his hand, he continued, "before I was a rancher, I was a tamer. I met your mother at this very pokecentre. "

The pokegirl's pink eyebrows lifted in confusion, "but, I don't understand why you couldn't just put an ad in the paper?"

A few moments of an uneasy silence passed as the two approached the doors of the pokecentre; then, Mr. Hanasaki regained his voice, "I want to see compassion, Momoko. I want to know you will be taken care of, or at least treated with respect in the healing center. If I made an advertisement, tamers would come to put on a show."

With that, Mr. Hanasaki opened the door to enter the pokecentre, and Momoko's eyes went wide...

"Gyaaaaah!" Ranma jumped directly to the ceiling, as the sheets filled with hot ambers tumbled to the floor. His instincts were on automatic; his eyes scanned for the danger. He only saw a Vixxen shuddering. Still, all he could say was, "Ow! Ow! Hot! Hot! Ow!"

Dropping to the ground where his now teary eyed Vixxen was nervously standing, he tried to tell her that he was okay. Instead, he only managed to hop around the room holding his injured rod repeating, "Ow!"

None of this had the desired results:

A. His penis still hurt like a #$% !

B. His pokegirl was more upset than ever.

Mitsuko had realized immediately what happened, and her body quivered with the fear than her new master may be very angry with her. Her eyes teared in realizing that her fire power hurt the master she was concerned about. When her master continued dancing around the room, she realized that she might have really hurt her master.

"Master!" She exclaimed with tears streaking down her cheeks, as she ran to intercept his circular jog about the training room. Grabbing his waist and manhood, she hurried him out of the room, "We've got to get you healed master!"

Along the way to the desk, Ranma's senses finally came back to him. "I'll be okay, Mitsuko. Honest," he tried to console her even with little "owie's" being muttered with each step.

As they approached the front desk, Mitsuko explained the situation to the attending NurseJoy, "I got excited, lost control, and hurt master here," eyeing the slightly singed man meat in her hands. Her eyes pleaded with the NurseJoy for help.

The attending NurseJoy was shocked, this pokegirl was absolutely shaken up. "That Vixxen looks old enough to know that these things happen," the NurseJoy thought in all seriousness. Nodding, she began to walk around her desk asking, "it's just a little firefox burn, why are you so upset?"

"I don't want to hurt a master who's so sweet to me!" Mitsuko stated with an almost feral urgency, ignoring the muffled cries of her master to at least allow him to have some modesty.

"Really," thought the NurseJoy, "and here I thought my hilight of the day would be helping Mr. Hanasaki find a good tamer for sweet Momoko." With that thought, she scanned the room for the other two guests to find Mr. Hanasaki gawking in her direction. Raising an eyebrow, she tilted her head to the young man that needed her... Help?

Through the various calls for medical help, Momoko's pokegirl intuition kicked in. She locked her hands on her chair trying to fight the urge to help the young tamer. Momoko fought and fought to maintain control, but her father's words about compassion seemed to eminate from the tamer and pokegirl in font of her. Then, as if on cue, the Vixxen began to babble about how nice her tamer was, and how she didn't want to see him hurting.

Between the need to help someone in need and the words of the Vixxen, Momoko's NurseJoy genes took control. Nearly falling over her own two feet, Momoko rushed to the tamer in question.

Ranma, who was already mortified beyond comprehension, suddenly felt the ongoing sensation of pain subside, stop, and then replaced with a rather pleasant cooling and soothing sensation. Ranma felt himself become a little excited; then, he looked down.

A girl with pink hair, not unlike the NurseJoy walking towards him, was suckling on his manhood-right in front of everyone. He tensed to jump away, but a faint blue glow was surrounding the bits of his shaft not buried into the girls mouth. Ranma could feel the occupants gawk at him receiving a blowjob of epic proportions. Red with embarrassment, he felt odd having this happen in front of so many people. The pain, however, was completely gone.

Ranma may have fought it, but his Vixxen was already into supporting role. He felt her furry hands grip his ass, while the pink haired pokegirl worked his stiffening member. The glow subsided, but the pink haired girl was popping his stiffened shaft in and out of her mouth that bore curls of a smile. His ears rang with a churring from his Vixxen, and Ranma's manhood felt as if it were going to be swallowed in it's entirety. The pokegirl working his shaft began to stroke his balls, and the Vixxen explored his anus with the tip of her finger. Ranma allowed his eyes to roll back into the back of his head.

Finally, Ranma's excitement peaked, as the pink haired pokegirl worked herself furiously with one hand, and him with her mouth and other hand. The hot breath of Mitsuko was on his ear, and the suction on his cock was finally too much. Ranma spent his seed into the mouth of the unknown pokegirl.

That's when it happened, Ranma felt the bonding with the pink haired pokegirl.

Mitsuko churred happily, "An unbonded NurseJoy? Isn't that great, master? We don't have to worry about taming injuries anymore!" All four of her tails were wagging with excitement! A NurseJoy! Her master will be really pleased; well, when his eyes rolled back around!

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

The right eye of the Greenpeace PokéCenter NurseJoy twitched. Lots.

"Oh, gods damn it," The NurseJoy thought. She had been looking SO forward to get to know this Momoko. She had a feeling the pink-haired girl would be another NurseJoy, and that would have meant she herself would have had more free time if there were TWO NurseJoys working the Greenpeace PokéCenter instead of one.

But now it seems that Ranma Sextome had unintentionally gotten himself another pokégirl. "Gods, if Momoko keeps sucking him off like that, she's going to take off his foreskin," the Greenpeace NurseJoy thought in amazement as she continued to watch the spectacle of Sextome receive a blowjob...

...And blush as she began to realize just HOW big he really was. Holy hell, she didn't know he had the Blood Gift of 'Horse Hung'.

Shaking her head, the Greenpeace NurseJoy realized she still had a larger problem. She had to keep Ranma from taking away the new NurseJoy so she could get some help around the PokéCenter for a change.

But how could she do that? It was obvious to her that a superficial Bond had been placed over Ranma and Momoko. Superficial because they had yet to do the actual deed, yet there was sexual contact between the two. The Greenpeace NurseJoy would have to be stupid not to realize that Momoko would be inclined to want to follow Ranma around. And damn it, while the Greenpeace NurseJoy wanted that new NurseJoy working alongside her, she couldn't deny poor Momoko the chance to be on the road with a real Tamer.

"Damn, damn, DAMN!" The Greenpeace NurseJoy mentally cursed. There had to be something she could do with this to satisfy herself at Momoko. Damn, but it wasn't like she could just go out there for a little bit to get some real-life experience...

...Or could she?

Smiling, the NurseJoy of Greenpeace walked over to the pigtailed Tamer who was still getting his pole polished by a rather enthusiastic pink-haired pokégirl. "Oh, Mr. Sextome," the NurseJoy began sweetly. "Can I have a word with you?"

Ranma just stood there, moaning a little.

Blinking her eyes, the NurseJoy once again asked, "Mr. Sextome?"

"Uh, excuse me, NurseJoy," Mitsuko spoke up. "But I think you, might want to ask Master later. He's enjoying the treatment this little NurseJoy is giving him to care about much else right now."

As if adding more weight to the Vixxen's statement, Ranma just continued to moan a bit more, his eyes literally rolled to the back of his head.

Her eye twitching a little bit, the NurseJoy of Greenpeace thought that perhaps she should send them back to Sextome's Taming Room for now. No, it wasn't uncommon for rather horny pokégirls to not be able to hold out before they could be taken to a Taming Room, but COME ON!

(-)

"An internship?" Ranma asked as he stood before the Greenpeace NurseJoy's desk.

"Yes," the NurseJoy answered as she nodded her head. "Because of your... Accident with your Vixxen..."

"Sorry," Mitsuko cut in, feeling really bad.

Nodding her head to that, the NurseJoy repeated, "Well, considering your accident with your Vixxen, you unintentionally acted as a catalyst for Momoko there. She was going through Threshold, and it seems she would have been a NurseJoy like myself."

Ranma nodded his head, understanding this so far. "So, what does that have to do with me?"

"Well, Sextome," The NurseJoy began, cracking her knuckles to relieve pressure; all that tping was getting to her. "Usually, a NurseJoy is fated to be at a PokéCenter, helping ion the healing process of Tamers and their pokégirls. Its just part of our nature you see." She then sighed. "However, you interrupted it."

Ranma blinked his eyes. Something about this NurseJoy's tone of voice just told him he screwed up. "Er, I did?"

"Yes, you did," The NurseJoy answered.

Frowning a little, Mitsuko was not going ot let this NurseJoy say ANYTHING bad about her Tamer. "Hey! It's not Master's fault!" Mitsuko spoke up. "It's my fault," She whimpered. "I was a bad pokégirl and hurt Master."

"Aw, Mitsuko," Ranma groaned. Damn. He hated seeing these girls look so down. Gently wrapping his arms around her from behind, he told her, "Now come on Mitsuko, I forgive you already. Besides, it was an accident."

"But still, I should have had better control," She whimpered.

Ranma shrugged. "Can't really say. It's my luck. Shit happens."

Nodding her head, the NurseJoy said, "Yes, it seems with you shit does indeed happen," She said with a sigh. "I'm not upset as I should be, since you've already done so much for Greenpeace, but you've got to realize you've disrupted the Threshold transformation of a NurseJoy."

Ranma nodded his head. "You mentioned that before. But just how did I disrupt it?"

"Well, Ranma," The NurseJoy started slowly, trying to think of how to word this so he would understand. "Normally, a pokégirl can have a Bond placed on her with a Tamer. You understand this, right?"

"Yeah, I know," Ranma said. He'd been making A LOT of Bonds lately.

"Well, there are three species of pokégirls that are supposed to be near unbondable," The NurseJoy said. "My species, the NurseJoy, then there's the OfficerJennies, and then there's the third species, the MaidYvettes," The Greenpeace NurseJoy eyed Ranma critically. "You, however, managed to place a superficial Bond onto Momoko here, who is a NurseJoy."

"Superficial Bond?" Ranma repeated, wondering what the hell that meant.

"Yes, Mr. Sextome," The NurseJoy said seriously. "It is a temporary Bond that will fade with time, but it is, nonetheless, a Bond," She said in an utmost-serious fashion. "Momoko will have gained a wanderlust from the Bond, something NurseJoys don't have." She then sighed. "She'll want to travel around with a Tamer as long as her Bond is in place."

Ranma blinked. "Meaning I got myself a new pokégirl?"

"Yes, for some time anyway," The NurseJoy admitted. "Since Momoko here IS a NurseJoy, I don't think that Bond will last forever." She then looked serious. "However, as long as it's there, she's going to need to follow her instincts on it. So you're going to have to let her follow you around until that Bond dissipates."

Hearing that, Ranma nodded. "Sounds fair enough, but..." Ranma scratched the back of his head. "But what about after the Bond wears off?"

"When the Bond wears off, Momoko will want to help people more than ever," The NurseJoy explained. "So she'll be very likely to try and find a PokéCenter with which to try and confine herself in, as she'll be sure to have lots of patients and people who will need help."

Ranma nodded. "So basically, you want me to tire her out on traveling, so she'll get to the point where she'll get tired of going back and forth and just want to stay in one place to help people?"

Nodding her head, the NurseJoy answered, "In a nutshell, yes."

Scratching his chin, Ranma had to think about it. "Well, I don't know. This is really-"

"Sure!" Mitsuko interrupted again. "We'll help!"

"Eh?" Ranma asked, looking at his Vixxen.

Smiling at her master, Mitsuko explained, "Don't you see? This way we'll have a better chance to heal all our aches and pains while on the road... At least for a little while."

Hearing that, Ranma nodded his head. It was true enough. "I guess we can help her out then..."

"Thank you," the NurseJoy said. "Just think of this as an internship for her. Momoko will brush up on her skills healing before settling down at a PokéCenter." Smirking she added, "Come on. You know she'll be helpful. Besides, I can set it up so she doesn't waste a pokégirl slot on your PokéDex."

"Internship, huh?" Ranma asked. He shook his head. "Whatever. So we have another set of hands on the road without having to take up space..." He then smiled a little. "Actually that might not be so bad."

"So you'll take her then?" The NurseJoy asked.

"Sure!" Ranma said. Smirking a little he said, "She'll come in handy if Mitsuko gets too 'handy' again."

Blushing a bit, Mitsuko whined, "Maaaasteeeerrr..."

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Sitting down on a bench, the Pokégirl Tamer known as Séance Leer sat within a jail-cell, awaiting his sentencing. He was in deep shit, and he knew it. If only he hadn't been so vengeance-crazed about defeating Sextome, he would have PokéBattled the pigtailed Tamer more seriously.

"Instead I end up hurting a spectator and not even giving a shit I was so blinded by my rage..." Séance thought as he continued to sit back on the bench, his back to a stone wall. He still couldn't believe he didn't give a shit about hurting someone who wasn't a pokégirl. "But I guess with victory so close, I was blinded to anything around me BUT my goal..." Séance thought glumly.

Sighing, Séance had to wince as he could hear yelling over in the cell next to his. Two Team Rocket members arguing about whose fault it was that they were in jail again, and without their pokégirls.

Séance winced once more at that. He hadn't seen his three PokéBalls after he had gotten his ass handed to him by GENN of all people, and thrown in jail.

Grunting, the raven-haired Tamer narrowed his eyes. Genn. His Rack-Shasa. She had actually attacked him! HIM! Her one TRUE Tamer. She had gone and kicked his ass without so much as a second of hesitation. "But that shouldn't have been possible. Genn loves me. I know she does. There's no way she could have fallen in love with Sextome."

Shaking his head, Séance reasoned that Sextome MUST have done something to the poor pokéwoman to confuse her. There was no other logical explanation that she would attack him after being let down. Sure, he had TRIED to take her back, but she had that damn collar on. Challenging Sextome outright for her was the only other possible way to get her back, even if she had to have been hanging from the ceiling like a trophy for a little bit. Really, that couldn't have bothered her.

"Sextome," Séance thought angrily. "I'll never forgive you for warping my poor little pokéwoman's mind! Even if it takes me a day, a week, a month, or even ten years, I WILL get Genn back and give you your most humiliating defeat!" Séance mentally vowed.

Now, all he had to do was get out of his jail-cell.

Blinking his eyes, Séance's attention was brought back to his surrounding as the sound of heavy heels could be heard from the hallway outside of the cells. "I hope it's the police with dinner. I'm starving," Séance thought seriously.

However, what Séance saw at the door was not a Greenpeace police officer at all, it was...

"T-T-T-TEACHER!" Séance screamed at the sight of his educator in the ways of pokégirls, Pokégirl Researcher Professor Ghaleon.

"Yes, it's me," Ghaleon said, his tone sounding rather annoyed. "Now, tell me Séance..." Ghaleon took a deep breath before screaming, "HOW THE HELL DID YOU LET THIS HAPPEN!?"

"Er... You see... Séance tried, wondering how the hell to explain this.

However, Séance never got the chance as Ghaleon went right to ranting, "You stupid, STUPID boy! How could you lose again!?"

"I'm sorry, master!" Séance cried out, practically jumping off the bench and onto his knees, bowing at the bars which were between him and Ghaleon. "The Force was too strong with that one!"

"Fool!" Ghaleon snorted. "Don't make me go Darth Vader on your sorry ass!"

"But it's the truth!" Séance wailed. "He cheated somehow, I know he did! He must have!"

"You think he cheated?" Ghaleon asked. "From the police report, it would seem that you were the one in the wrong; just totally ignoring the rules of PokéBattle."

Wincing, Séance humbly admitted, "Yes, I admit it, teacher, I did get a bit too caught up in the PokéBattle to truly realize what was going on around me. I mean, I ALMOST defeated Sextome for crying out loud! I was so close!"

Snorting in disgust, Ghaleon retorted, "Close only counts in Ponytaur Shoes."

Séance winced again, feeling like complete and utter shit. "I'm sorry for failing you, teacher."

Looking Séance over seriously, studying the bowing boy before him, Ghaleon let out a rather audible sigh, "Leer, though you probably don't deserve this..." He hesitated for a moment. "But I still have quite a bit of influence amongst the Indigo League, thanks to my position amongst Vain's council. I think I should be able to get you out of here and give you another shot..."

Lifting his head a bit, Séance looked at his teacher and sponsor seriously. "You... You mean it, Professor Ghaleon?" Séance asked nervously.

Nodding his head, Ghaleon answered, "Yes," His eyes narrowed as he spoke, "Stand up and come closer."

Doing as asked, Séance walked right up to the bars of his cell. "What is it, teacher?"

"Séance, I'm going to let you in on a secret..." He frowned. "However, what I am going to tell you does not leave us, understood?" Ghaleon said in a tone that left no room for error.

Nodding his head, Séance said, "Yes, understood!"

Leaning forward, Ghaleon whispered. "I want Sextome to lose so that his loss will have an impact on the success of the Tendo Ranch. Seeing their best Tamer lose to Tamer half the skill of Sextome will give them quite a bad spot of tarnish on their reputation."

Blinking his eyes once, twice, thrice, the raven-haired Pokégirl Tamer wasn't sure if he had been insulted or not. So, Séance asked, "Eh?"

Smirking a little, Ghaleon said, "You heard me."

Staring, Séance asked, "You still have a sore-spot against Soun Tendo, don't you?"

Nodding his head, Ghaleon answered, "You bet I do..." His smirk widened. "And you have to admit, you want Genn back, don't you?"

Séance nodded his head and answered without hesitation. "Of course!"

"Well, there you go," Ghaleon answered with a smile akin to a shark. "With your victory against Sextome, we both win."

Séance nodded. Yes. He wanted to win. But there was something about how his own teacher was taking this personally was setting him mentally off-balance. Séance knew he himself had a reason to hate Sextome... But his teacher wanted him to show-up Sextome just to get back at someone else? "That's... That's just not right..." Séance thought in shock.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

His eyes fluttering open for a few moments, Stryyp yawned as he sat up on the bed. He stretched his arms to the sides as he was trying to work the stiffness out of his system. Damn, did he ever sleep well... Sleeping with a Megami always had the effect on him.

By his side, said Megami known as Archon slept on. Stryyp had to smile at the sight. She was rather cute when she was sleeping. Plus the rising and falling of her breasts as she breathed was a rather enticing spectacle as well.

Smirking, Stryyp leaned over and kissed Archon on the nipple. "Wakey, wakey..." He mumbled before kissing her breast again.

Her eyes wincing a little as the sensations forced her to awaken, Archon opened her eyes slowly as a smile was spreading across her features. "Morning, Master..." She cooed out happily. "I take it you're feeling better from yesterday?" She asked him.

Stopping his nipple-kissing for a moment, Stryyp raised his head to look at the Megami. "Yes, yes I am. And it's all thanks to you," He said softly as he went back to kissing her nipples.

Smiling as her master continued to kiss her nipples, Archon couldn't help but coo in delight. "I did good, Master?"

"You did," Stryyp said between kisses.

As her master continued to worship her furry breasts, a rather mischievous smile blossomed on Archon's face. "Good enough to earn myself another taming?"

A more lustful smiling appearing on Stryyp's face, he told Archon, "Oh, I think so..." He then leaned forward more to suck on her nipple, hard!

Moaning a bit louder, Archon thrust her chest up towards her master's face. Yes, this was a good start to the morning...

...

...Or was it afternoon?

(-)

"Reverse Crescent Kick!" Gar shouted the command to his Herokapoeraa.

The pokéwoman with the black hair that had a streak of white in it did as told and did a kick that looked like a cross between a roundhouse and a hell-stomp, hitting an A-Bra that had teleported behind her square in the jaw, rendering the Psychic-type unconscious.

Nodding his head, Gar said, "Good job, Ayane."

The Tamer with long blue-hair gawked. "I-impossible! There's no way a Fighting-type can defeat a Psychic-type pokégirl!"

Snorting in disgust, Gar said, "Fool. It's not just about elements, but a pokégirl's strength as well." He smiled a little. "You have an A-Bra, an obviously weak one at that. Heck, I'm willing to bet she's only level 20, at best..." He smirked a little. "My Herokapoeraa is well above level 60..."

The Tamer frowned as he pulled out another PokéBall "You're wrong! Elements are what it's all about! Pom Pom! I Screw you!"

In a flash of red light, there stood a golden-haired Ka-D-Bra...

...Who soon got knocked right off of her feet.

"Ayane! Flying Kick!" Gar commanded quickly.

Crouching down a bit, Ayane literally sprang forward in mid-air, heading right towards the blonde Psychic-type with all her might. The Ka-D-Bra was hit right in the face and stumbled quite a bit.

Not giving the other Tamer's pokégirl a chance to recover, Gar commanded, "Finish her off, Ayane! Chi Blast!"

Nodding her head, Ayane began to cup her hands as she concentrated her internal energies to the fore. A glowing ball of white energy began to form between the palms of the Herokapoeraa's hands. She then thrust her hands forward, releasing the ball of collected chi right at the Psychic-type pokégirl.

The K-D-Bra didn't have time to scream as she was hit by the powerful Fighting-type technique. It hit her with so much force that not only did it knock the already injured pokégirl right off of her feet, but sent her flying into a tree as well, rendering her unconscious.

Seeing the other Tamer near the point of pissing his pants, Gar smirked. "If taking out this jerk is easy, Sextome will be a piece of cake," The freckled redhead thought. "And then I'll free my sister from his evil clutches."

(-)

Continuing to walk about the beaten path , Kevin 'Ass' Koss muttered, "Two more days. Just two more days until we get to Greenpeace..."

Nodding her head as she walked beside him, the Drow Zee smiled a little. "And then all this mess will be over and done with so we can get back to Viridick, correct?"

Nodding his head in answer to the Drow Zee's words, Kevin said, "You got that right, Penny."

Smiling a little, Penny said, "Yay! I was correct!" Smirking a little, the Drow Zee began to walk in time with her Tamer, practically gluing herself to his side. "Did I earn myself a Taming?"

Chuckling a little, Kevin gave Penny a look. "You know, if I keep Taming you, we're never going to get to Greenpeace."

Smiling a little playfully, Penny smiled and pressed herself against Kevin. "And is there anything wrong with that, Master?"

Nodding his head, Kevin told her, "As much as I love Taming you, and you know I do, you've got to realize I've got a job to do."

Pouting a little, Penny said, "Phooey."

Nodding his head, Kevin smirked. "Well Penny, 'phooey' or not, I've got a job to do for the Shadow League. I've got to find this Sextome character and get back to my original mission back in Viridick pronto!"

Penny nodded her head in agreement. While she didn't want to admit it, she knew her master had a point. "Well, can we at least make one more pit-stop before we reach Greenpeace, please?"

Thinking about it for a moment as he continued to walk, Kevin admitted with a smirk, "Maybe," His face then took on a serious look once more. "But right now, we do have to make some good time. No telling how much longer Sextome will stay in Greenpeace. Hell, for all we know, he might've already moved onto greener pastures to find more new pokégirls or better PokéBattles."

"Okay..." Penny relented with a pout. It was true. She had been slowing him down with Taming sessions, but damn it! She loved her master like no one else! "Hopefully after we take care of that Sextome jerk, master will give me a rather thorough taming," The Drow Zee thought gleefully.

Noticing the smile on his Drow Zee's face, Kevin couldn't help but wonder what brought that on, but he had the feeling it had to do with him, Penny, and lots and lots of sex. "I get the feeling I won't be feeling anything below the waist for a long, long while," Kevin thought in annoyance. Ah well. He really did love Penny, so it wasn't so bad. He just had a job to do was all, and OTHER pokégirls to take care of as well.

(-)

There walked a man... A lonely man draped in red that hid the castor he carried on him, that was making his way along the unbeaten path. What most would call suicide, this man did in stride, just so he wouldn't have to come face-to-face with other people for awhile.

Besides the red coat, cloak and others red-colored rags, the spikey blonde-hair could be seen rather easily against the browns and greens of the forest.

Some would call this man a worse threat than Team Rocket and the Limbec Pirates combined...

Others would call him one of the single-greatest Pokégirl Tamers of all time, on par with the first Tamer, Icarod Mathers...

A few would call him one of the greatest Gym Leader of ANY League.

All would agree he had the worst luck and could and would bring property damage to any area and make Insurance prices go up sky-high.

And he was coming...

To Greenpeace.

by Philip Weigel

Sitting in his room, Ranma sighed as he knew he had to tell his girls about Momoko sometime soon. Though, he wasn't sure how they'd react to having yet another girl following them. Even if it was just temporary. He shook his head, even though he had to tell the girls about her, there was something he needed to take care of first. He didn't get to it last night and he knew that it had to be taken care of sooner or later. Ranma nodded and looked at the Pokeball in his hand. 'Yeah, she needs some reassurance.' He thought seriously. Holding up the Pokeball, he called out the Pokegirl's name. "Sheila, I screw you." He called out and smiled as a red and white beam of energy shot out from the opened Pokeball and when the light dissipated, there stood his uber-cute Shaguar. Ranma frowned as he saw Sheila standing there depressed. "Sheila?" He asked, getting off the bed and walking up to her. "Something wrong?"

The short Shaguar sniffled once, then once more, before shuddering and nearly tackling her master in a hug as she started to cry into his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She wailed into his shoulder, feeling terrible.

Ranma blinked at the glomp, but instinctively wrapped his arms around the girl. "Sheila? What's wrong, cutie?" He asked, rubbing her back. Though, he had a pretty good idea considering how Gina reacted when he let her out of her ball yesterday.

Sheila sniffled into his shoulder and continued to cry. "I'm a bad girl. I couldn't even fight off one of Seance's girls." Her ears flattened back and in a meek voice she added, "Please don't punish me."

The pigtailed martial artist/tamer shook his head. He wasn't going to punish her. He was about to say something when he caught something that Sheila was crying out. "I'm such a pathetic girl. I'm surprised that you want to stay with me. You deserve someone better than me." Ranma gaped in surprise as Sheila continued to cry like that. Something in his mind came back to him. Something about what Gina, or was it Jetta? Bah! One of them said something about a Pokegirl expecting some sort of punishment when they did badly in either battle or a taming. Well, Gina and Mitsuko both had expected some sort of punishment when they did wrong, he guessed that Sheila did as well.

Tightening his hug, Ranma whispered to her. "Sheila? Sheila, listen to me." He said and smiled as she stopped shivering and only held him. "I'm not going to hurt you, okay?" He asked, and frowned as she only nodded. Ranma was about to say something more to her, when a thought came to his mind. Sheila was afraid she was to be punished? Well, maybe he could punish her and get rid of her fear at the same time. "Sheila?"

"Yes?" The furred Pokegirl sniffled.

"You ticklish?" He asked her, smiling.

Sheila blinked. Tentatively, she nodded her head. "Uh huh. Very." She admitted.

Ranma smiled. Using his left hand he poked her on the right side, just below the armpit and smiled as she squirmed. "Oh really?" He asked and pushed Sheila onto the bed, before crawling over her. Using both hands, he started to tickle the short Shaguar all about her sides.

"Hee hee, ha ha, m, m, master, ha ha! I'm ticklish!" Sheila said as her body squirmed and thrashed under her master's ticklish ministrations.

Ranma smiled and tickled her continuously, even as she twisted her body to get out of the way he was following her, making the girl laugh so hard that tears were falling out of her eyes.

After awhile more of this, Sheila, thrashing from the tickling and laughing so hard that she was barely getting any air in her, spoke up. "Master, ha ha ha ha, please, hee hee hee, stop, hahahahahahaha!" She asked as her master tickled her.

Nodding, Ranma did that. He quit moving his hands on her sides and moved so that he was sitting back from her. "Feeling better?" He asked.

Wrapping her arms about herself, Sheila giggled a little more, before taking a few deep breaths. She nodded, a crazy grin on her face as she tried to control her breathing. She didn't exactly trust herself to speak; otherwise she would probably break out laughing again.

Ranma smiled and picked Sheila up off the bed. Moving her so that Sheila was sitting in his lap, her legs out to his right side, Ranma hugged her. Laying his head on the top of hers, he spoke up. "So, you feeling better?" He asked, his left hand massaging her stomach while his right hand rubbed her lower back.

"Uh huh. Thank you." She said, smiling and cuddling up to him. She was so happy that he didn't punish her, but rather was nice and tickled her. It was something she kept from most people. She didn't want many people to know that she was ticklish. If they did, there went her days as a fighter for her master. All her opponents needed to know was that she was ticklish and all they'd have to do was get close enough to tickle her and she'd be out of the fight.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Still sitting atop the bed, Ranma smiled a bit as he continued to hug Sheila. Winking his eye at the petite Shaguar, Ranma asked, "So, Sheila?"

"Hmm?" Sheila asked, nuzzling her head into the crook of her Tamer's neck.

Smirking a little, Ranma asked, "How would you like a Taming?"

Smiling widely, Sheila nodded her head. She had done bad, and her master STILL wanted to Tame her? He must have been the very best Tamer, EVER! "Yes, Master!"

Smirking a bit more at his petite pokégirl, Ranma asked, "And would you like Grave to be out too?"

Purring huskily, Sheila answered, "YES!"

Nodding his head at Sheila's enthusiasm, Ranma picked Sheila off his lap and sat her down on the bed as he stood up. Walking over to his PokéBelt, he looked through the metallic balls before taking one off. He then Tossing a PokéBall up and down in his hand, Ranma smiled. "Grave! I Screw You!"

In a flash of red and white, the uber-cute pokégirl appeared. A mini-G-Splice of Cheetit and Witch heritage. "Master!" She called out loudly.

Looking at Grave, Ranma smiled. "Hey, cutie!"

Looking Grave over, Sheila smirked a bit. Walking over to the G-Splice, she then pulled the mini-Cheetit into a hug and kissed her fiercely. She purred as Grave eagerly returned the kiss.

Ranma smiled at the sight. Shaking his head, Ranma then coughed into his hand to get their attention. "You know, there's something I'd like to tell you two."

The two pouted and broke the kiss. Turning to their master, they smiled at him. "Yes, Master?" Grave asked, hugging Sheila tightly.

Ranma smiled. "I got a new friend who you two might like to meet," Ranma said as he held up a PokéBall. After all, he wanted to help introduce this girl to the Harem in a calm fashion, so best to have her meet a few girls at a time rather than everyone at once.

The two blinked. Sheila spoke up. "Um, who is it, Master?"

"Mew?" Grave nodded.

Smiling, Ranma tossed the PokéBall with a shout of, "Mitsuko! I Screw You!"

When the PokéBall landed, there was an audible 'pop' and a flash of red light appear. That light soon took form of a veritable four-tailed Vixxen. Mitsuko yawned a little as she stretched. She had apparently been sleeping.

The two cute titty-kitty pokégirls blinked as a reddish-brown, four-tailed Vixxen appeared in front of them.

Ranma smiled. "Hey, Mitsuko! Meet Sheila and Grave! Sheila and Grave, meet Mitsuko!"

The two cute pokégirls waved at the larger Vixxen a bit uncertainly.

However...

Grave blinked as she got a good look at Mitsuko. Her eyes widened and she gasped a bit. Turning to Sheila, who looked a little confused, Grave whispered something in her ear. The short Shaguar's eyes widened and looked at Grave. "Really?" The mini-Cheetit nodded.

Turning to Mitsuko, Sheila smiled.

Mitsuko blinked as she saw the two girls whispering. She then noticed Sheila smile at her. "Something wrong?"

Sheila shook her head and the two uber-cutie kitties walked up to Mitsuko, before hugging her tightly.

Blinking her eyes once, twice, the Vixxen smiled. "Ooooh, you're both SO adorable!" She churred as she wrapped either arm around the two petite titty-kitty pokégirls.

Ranma just smiled. "Hmm... Girls?"

Sheila and Grave looked at him, mewing a bit, while Mitsuko looked over at her master. Blinking her eyes, Sheila asked, "Master? What's wrong?"

Blushing a bit, Ranma asked, "If it's all right... Can I get a 'show' of fire and ice?" He asked, blushing even more.

Grave mewed her confusion too. Then smiled and looked at Sheila. "Go ahead."

Blinking her eyes, Mitsuko smirked a little lustfully.

The Shaguar blushed a bit. "You sure, Master?" She asked as Grave stepped away from them and walked over to Ranma.

Ranma nodded. "I'm sure."

Smirking, Mitsuko's hands went to the top of Sheila's one-piece. The Vixxen then pulled down the tight blue spandex.

Sheila eeped a bit and blushed heavily, even though the thought was turning her on. "I'm weak to fire, though," She admitted as Mitsuko rubbed her petite breasts.

"I know," Mitsuko said. "And I just love Ice-types." She nipped gently on Sheila's ear as her hands twisted either of Sheila's nipples.

Sheila moaned and purred. "Well... If you like it..." She said, smiling back and hugging the taller Vixxen in a reverse-embrace.

Churring, Mitsuko brought her hands down to feel Sheila's smaller body. Her black-furred hands tightened around the waistband of Sheila's panties and slowly pulled them down.

Sheila shivered and moaned. "M-Mistuko..." She suddenly whimpered. "Be gentle."

Smiling, Mitsuko quickly picked Sheila up in her arms, surprising the Shaguar. "Mine!" She teased as she licked Sheila's belly, especially sticking her tongue into Sheila's navel.

Sheila eeped as she was lifted up. "Ooooh!" She moaned as Mitsuko licked and nuzzled her belly. "M-Mitsuko... Yess..." She sighed and moaned out.

Her hands roaming about the Shaguar, the Vixxen smiled happily and began to gently nip all about Sheila's belly.

Sheila shuddered and moaned as Mitsuko did that. Purring, her tail wagged back and forth in happiness while Mitsuko played with her small and petite body.

Smiling, Mitsuko carried Sheila to the center of the room. She then let the Shaguar down before undressing herself.

Sheila moaned. "Mew!" She nodded in approval as Mitsuko stripped quickly, revealing her naked body to the petite Shaguar.

Turning back to Sheila, Mitsuko smirked widely. She then literally tackled the Shaguar, pinning her to the ground. "Mine!" She repeated as she nipped Sheila's nipples.

Moaning and purring, Sheila ran her hands through Mitsuko's fur as the Vixxen nibbled and played with her body. "Mew!" She said excitedly, her tail wagging back and forth.

Mitsuko smiled. Using her 'Burning Hand' Technique to warm up her hand, Mitsuko slowly brought that warm hand down to Sheila's slit.

The Shaguar shuddered and moaned loudly. "Uhh... Ooooh!" She moaned as a maddening tingling was left all over her body by the hot hands of the Vixxen. "M-Mitsuko... AHH!" She cried and shuddered, her pussy spasming as the Vixxen caressed it a bit.

Mitsuko churred. "Feel good?"

The Shaguar nodded and whimpered. "Please..." She gasped. "Don't stop..." She begged and bucked her hips up a bit more.

Churring, the Vixxen continued to rub the Shguar's slit, wanting to bring the cute and rather petite titty-kitty to orgasm.

Sheila moaned and shuddered. "Ooooh... M-Mitsuko, AH! Wha-uhh, what about you?" She asked, her last word broken off into a moan as she quickly approached orgasm.

Churring, Mitsuko stuck a finger into Sheila's fold. "I'm a rare case for Vixxen. Self-controlled," She smiled and stuck two very warm fingers into Sheila's pussy. "So I'm here to help you get off."

Sheila cried out in pleasure and shuddered. "M-MITSUKO!" She cried out in pleasure, her body spasming and her pussy tightening around the Vixxen's VERY warm fingers. The penetration was all she needed to get off. "So, good!"

Smiling, Mitsuko replied, "And we're not done yet," Slowly, she then leaned forward, biting Sheila's nipple as she began to move her two fingers in Sheila's pussy back and forth, while her free hand felt up Sheila.

Yowling in pleasure, Sheila bucked her hips upwards as Mitsuko continued to pleasure her.

On the sidelines, Ranma at on the bed in his boxers, watching all this. "Wow... Isn't this good, Grave?"

Sitting next to him, the mini-Cheetit nodded. "Uh-huh," She mumbled, feeling incredibly turned on at the sight of her harem sister/lover being worked over like that.

Smirking, Ranma noticed Grave squirming. "You really like watching that much, huh?" He asked as he slid a hand down Grave's shorts and waistband of her panties, using his hand to cup her firry ass while a finger teased her rosebud.

"Mew!" Grave smiled and looked at Ranma. "Oooh... Master... Will you tame me?" She asked cutely.

Withdrawing his hand, Ranma smiled. "Sure thing, cutie."

Grave smiled. "Mew!" She said, all excited at the prospect.

Smiling, Ranma watched Grave, awaiting the little kitty to undress.

Smiling, Grave grabbed her shirt and pulled it off of her, letting her petite breasts bounce into view. She then quickly grabbed her pants and pulled them and her panties down in one go, revealing her cute and nude frame to him.

Whistling appreciatively, Ranma smirked at the G-Splice. "So cute."

Grave smiled at her master. "Mew? You like?" She asked, blushing lightly at his comment.

Ranma smirked. Pulling down his boxers, he showed off his erection to the pokégirl. "This answer your question?"

Grave purred cutely. Smiling, she crawled up to Ranma and started licking and kissing his shaft. While she did that, her left hand stroked his member while her right hand squeezed and kneaded his balls.

Moaning appreciatively, Ranma stroked her hair gently with his hand. "You sure you want to pay attention to this?" Ranma asked teasingly. "You're missing a great show."

Grave mewed. "Sowwy. Just wanted you to feel good," She said in a really cute voice.

"I appreciate that," Ranma said seriously. He then grabbed Grave by her shoulders and lifted her up so she was standing. Smiling, he then kissed her a moment before asking, "Want to watch while I take you form behind?"

Grave mewed and nodded. "Uh huh!" She said excitedly. "You going to tame me like we tamed the first time?" She asked cutely.

Ranma smiled. "If that's what you wish." He smirked as he turned Grave around, his hands going between her legs.

Grave moaned and mewed at that. "So good, Master... Mew!" She exclaimed, bucking her hips into his fingers.

Ranma smiled. His fingers teased her slit a little more before moving down to grab onto her inner-thighs. Getting a good grip, Ranma surprised the mini-Cheetit as he just lifted her up his body, spreading her legs apart as he did so to make sure he could balance her back and keep her feet from touching the ground.

Grave mewed cutely and blushed, being spread eagle as she was. Looking down, the mini-Cheetit purred as she saw her master's generous shaft pointing straight up at her, as if detecting her pussy and wanting to fill it. "Mew! Master's so big!" She moaned appreciatively.

Nodding his head, Ranma slowly lowered her down onto the shaft. "That it issss..." He hissed when the head of his manhood touched her warm and moist slit. "And you're so tight..." He groaned as he lowered her down further onto it, filling her insides.

Grunting and moaning a bit, Grave wrapped her arms around Ranma's neck as he lowered her further onto him. "MEW!" She exclaimed, all excited by what she was feeling. Smiling, Grave wiggled her furry butt against Ranma's abdomen.

Moaning a little, Ranma's hands gripped at her inner-thighs. "So nice and tight..." He groaned as he grinded his cock up into her tight folds.

Grave mewed more and reached down with a hand to rub her master's shaft with a flat palm as he continued to slide into her. "Mew! So big! Master's so filling!"

Smiling, Ranma kissed Grave's neck. "Glad you like, Grave," He said as he grinded into her hips harder, appreciative of how she felt his manhood, and also very appreciative of the sight of Mitsuko thrusting two fingers back and forth in Sheila's slit.

Glad her master liked her, Grave's tail wrapped around Ranma's waist. Looking at her lover, Grave blushed as she saw Mitsuko inserting a third finger into the Shagaur's slit.

Kissing her neck, Ranma smirked a little at Grave. "Such a nice tail. You like this?" He asked as he grinded into her a little more.

Grave groaned in pleasure. "Mew! Master's shaft is so filling! Mew!" She then blushed. "And... Seeing Sheila like that..." She trailed off, purring loudly as Mitsuko started to insert a finger into Sheila's anus.

"I know, it's so kinky, isn't it?" Ranma asked as he began to lift Grave up his shaft. "And I'm sure you'll like this too," He said as he then brought her down onto his shaft again, filling her insides.

Grave moaned and thrashed on Ranma's member. "MEW! More!" She moaned, hugging Ranma's neck tightly and turning to kiss him. She just felt so vulnerable with her body on display like this. She feverently hoped her master would play with her breasts, they were just so sensitive.

Still, Ranma could only play with her inner-thighs as he held her up. And he did so with gusto. Smiling he continued to lift her up and down on his cock with a decent speed. He smiled and nipped her ear. "My little beautiful pokégirl," He smiled. "You know, Sheila and Mitsuko can see you as easily as you see them..."

Grave blushed and mewed. Looking at them, she smiled and moaned as Mitsuko continued to play with Sheila, but watched Grave get her brains banged out. Sheila would be watching, but her eyes were closed as she thrashed and moaned under the Vixxen's assault.

Ranma smiled. "You like it, don't you?" He teased as he nipped at her neck. His hands gripped at her inner-thighs tightly as he began to move her up and down on his shaft quickly.

Grave moaned and turned her head to kiss Ranma. "Y-yes..." She whimpered out. She just loved the feel of his shaft moving in and out of her little pussy. "Oooh... So good to me, Master," She moaned and sighed as he pussy started to quiver as she approached the edge.

Ranma smiled and kissed Grave's cheek as he started moving her up and down faster and faster.

Grave shuddered and moaned. "Mew! Mew! Mew! Mew! MEW!" She cried out, her inner walls spasmed and her juices exploded out of her slit as she came hard. "MEW!" She cried out loudly, cumming her brains out.

Gritting his teeth, Ranma moaned as he felt Grave's pussy tighten around his cock. "G-Grave!" Ranma choked out as he came, his cock twitching and them spasming as he blew wad after wad of thick and warm semen into her womb.

The mini-Cheetit purred as her master filled her up in all the right ways. God, what she wouldn't have given to have him as her master to begin with. At least she would have been spared a lot of pain in her life.

Ranma smiled and ground his cock into her pussy. "You like, Grave?" He asked in a whisper as he kissed her ear.

Grave mewed and nodded. "Uh huh..." She said cutely. "Master's so good to me!"

Ranma smirked. He then lifted Grave up and off of his manhood. Turning her, he gently lay her down onto the bed. "Hmm... Does a certain little kitty want more?"

Grave mewed and raised her hips up, her tail going up into the air. "Uh huh... Little kitten loves Master's big, thick cock in her!" She moaned out.

Looking at the sight, Ranma smiled and got onto the bed as well. On his knees behind the mini-Cheetit, Ranma grabbed the base of her tail tightly. "Now what should I do with this little titty kitty?" He asked in a teasing manner.

Grave mewed and moaned. "Oooh... Anyway you want to, Master," She said, wiggling her hips lightly, giving her master a free erotic show.

Smiling, Ranma said, "How about this?" He then pulled on the base of her tail bringing her back towards him as he started to push his slick manhood past her anal rim.

Grave gasped and moaned. "OOOH!" She shuddered and moaned, being penetrated in her ass for the very first time. Because of the way she looked, her last two tamers barely tamed her at all, and those few times had been in her pussy. So it was no surprise that she went a bit rigid as Ranma slid into her.

Ranma grit his teeth. "Damn. S-so tight!" He groaned as he tried to push in as best he could. That little G-Splice was just VERY tight!

Gritting her teeth, Grave shuddered and clutched the bed tightly. It was starting to hurt, but she didn't dare tell her master, he might get upset with her, and she didn't want that.

Once he was half-way in, Ranma pulled back. He then thrust forward with all his strength, actually getting in to the hilt. "S-shit! SO damn tight..." Ranma growled as he stayed in there.

"AHH!" Grave cried out, literally, as she fought back some tears. "Hu... Hurts..." She whimpered out.

Ranma stopped. "Grave?" He asked tentatively. "Grave, are you all right?" Ranma asked, starting to pull out.

Grave shuddered and whimpered. "Never... Got tamed there before," She said pitifully.

Sighing, Ranma shook his head. "If you want, I'll pull out and just tame your pussy," Ranma said in all seriousness.

Grave shook her head. "No... Please... Just... Let me get used to it, Master? Mew?" She asked cutely.

Ranma nodded. "Okay," He said as he pushed back all the way in, tentatively grinding his cock into her ass.

The mini-Cheetit purred a bit. "Thank you," She said, her voice full of passion.

Hearing her say that, Ranma realizing she as beginning to enjoy it. "You like it?" He asked tentatively.

Grave mewed and nodded. Flexing her ass a bit, she tightened her ass's grip on Ranma's member.

Ranma smiled at the sensations. "Very nice." Smiling more, Ranma gave her ass an appreciative slap.

Grave moaned and shuddered. "M-Master?" She asked, mewing as Ranma slapped her ass again.

"Do you like it?" Ranma asked, giving the G-Splice another slap on the ass as he ground his cock into her rosebud.

Grave grunted and closed her eyes. "Yess... But... Mew! Master, I'm part Cheetit... My breasts are really sensitive... Can you... Mew!" She trailed off, moaning as Ranma continued to grind his hips into her ass.

Ranma smiled. "Say no more," He said as he pulled out. Rolling Grave onto her back, he smiled and thrust back into her anus, however, as he did he leaned forward to grab her nice furry breasts.

Grave purred loudly, causing her body to vibrate. "MEW! MEW! MEW!" She exclaimed happily as her tail went up to wrap around Ranma's waist again.

Smiling, Ranma used his thumbs and forefingers to pinch her nipples as he thrust back and forth in her ass.

Rowling a bit, Grave's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she thrashed and purred under her master's ministrations. "MEW!"

Smiling, Ranma started to pull as he twisted Grave's nipples. His thrusting in her ass picked up quite a bit of speed as he went back and forth.

Grave thrashed almost violently under her master. "MEW!" She cried out, her pussy juices splashing out and coating her hips, thighs, the crack of her ass and her master's tool, before they splashed onto the bed. "MEW!"

Ranma gripped Grave's tits harder. That did it for him. Closing his eyes, he moaned as he ground his hips into her ass while blowing his load.

Crying in pleasure, Grave shuddered as her ass tightened to the point where it started to squeeze Ranma's shaft painfully as she came hard. Her fluids gushed out of her pussy, soaking the two of them and the bed as she came.

Panting a bit, Ranma slowly pulled out of Grave. "Man, that was incredible Grave..." It was then he noticed the mini-Cheetit out of it, the little pokégirl just too exhausted.

"Eh heh... Guess I overdid it..." Ranma said with a blush. "How about you two?" Ranma blinked at the sight. Sheila was in a state much like Grave.

Mitsuko churred as she cradled an out-cold Sheila in her arms. "Heh... Sheila loved it."

Ranma nodded his head. "How about you, Mitsuko? Did you get off at all?"

Mitsuko shook her head. "Nahh... I'm fine," She said, running a furry hand through Sheila's back fur.

Ranma smiled. His hand went to her nice butt and rubbed. "You sure I can't do anything for you?"

Mitsuko churred. "M-Master... If you keep this up... I'm going to want a taming," She said, smiling as she held Sheila to her some more. "Sh-Sheila's so cute... So, so is G-Grave," She moaned as Ranma continued to rub her ass.

Ranma smiled as his own hand rubbed up along Mitsuko's spine. "I know they're cute. And I'm glad you think they do too."

The Vixxen churred a bit more. "Yeah... They're so cute I just want to gobble them up," She said, hugging Sheila tightly. "Don't want anything to happen to them," She mumbled lightly, kissing Sheila's forehead.

The little Shaguar purred in her sleep.

Ranma smiled. "Thank you for helping me tame them," He said in all seriousness.

Mitsuko smiled and rocked Sheila lightly. "No problem, Master," She said, smiling at him while cuddling Sheila.

Ranma blushed a little. "Mitsuko?"

"Hmm?" She asked, looking at Ranma while she made Sheila rest her head on the Vixxen's soft breast.

Blushing a bit, Ranma asked, "Could I give you a Taming anyway?"

Mitsuko smiled at Ranma. "You want it? I might hurt you. I'm fine, though, but I wouldn't mind a taming," She said honestly, before standing up. "Excuse me," She said, walking over to where Grave slept, and placed Sheila right next to her, making it so that the two cute pokégirls could hug and cuddle each other in their sleep.

Ranma smiled. "You really are unlike the Vixxens Jetta told me about..." Ranma blushed a little. "She told me Vixxens are usually needy and are either very haughty and spoiled, or very bubbly, and need sex constantly."

Mitsuko looked down. "I had to control my urges. After awhile, I got used to holding off for days on end until it became natural to me," She then smiled. "Still... It has benefits," She said, before kissing both Sheila and Grave on the foreheads as the two kittens cuddled each other. "They're so cute."

Ranma smiled. He walked up to Mitsuko and hugged her from behind. He rested his manhood along her butt-crack as his hands grasped and played with her breasts.

Mitsuko moaned and churred. "M-Master?" She asked, yipping a bit as he pinched her nipples.

Kissing her cheek, Ranma smiled. Continuing to fondle her breasts, Ranma ground his manhood between her butt-crack as he said, "I forgive you for this morning, Mitsuko, so don't feel bad..." Ranma spoke in Japanese. "Plus it's just so nice to talk to you..."

Mitsuko smiled and moaned. "Really?" She asked, in her native language of Japanese. "You like talking to me?" She hoped he didn't mind her grinding her butt against his hips and his member. Although she could control her urges far better than any other Vixxen, she would still lose control when highly aroused.

"Yeah," Ranma said. "It's just refreshing ad comforting to talk to someone in my own language then stressing to speak English," He said in all seriousness. He smiled as he felt Mitsuko grind back. "Mmm... Such a nice butt."

Mitsuko churred and smiled. "Argiato," She thanked him in all seriousness. "How do you want to do me?" She asked him in both of their native languages.

Ranma smiled. "Well, I believe the last time you asked if you could be done up the ass... And I would like to try your breasts," Ranma then smiled. "But it's your decision what we do."

Mitsuko churred. "Want to do my pussy?" She asked him huskily.

Nodding his head, Ranma smiled. "Sure. I'll do that wonderful pussy again," He said as he kissed her cheek and pinched her nipples tightly.

Mitsuko moaned and smiled. "Master... Will... Will you lay on the floor while I bounce up and down on your mighty tool?" She asked him, smiling and kissing him. "Plus you can feel my breasts again."

Ranma smirked. "Like the first time we tamed..." His smirk turned into a knowing smile. "That's your favorite position, isn't it?"

Mitsuko nodded. "Uh huh... Like it when my master can lay back and enjoy it. Like it when my breasts bounce up and down," She then smirked. "Or... How about you do me like you did Grave?" She asked huskily.

Ranma smirked. "We can do both if you want." Letting go of the Vixxen, Ranma smiled. "But first..." He left it hanging as he walked back and then laid down on his back on the floor.

Mitsuko churred. Getting to her hands and knees, she crawled to her master, before positioning her pussy above his member. "Master... Thank you," She churred, before lowering her pussy onto Ranma's shaft.

Smiling, Ranma felt that hot pussy around his member once more. "No, thank you..." He groaned as his hands went to feeling her creamy-red-furred abdomen.

Moaning and cooing, Mitsuko slammed her pussy down onto Ranma's shaft. She yipped loudly. "So big!" Smiling, she ground her hips into his for a bit, her hot fluids spilling out of her pussy and coating his thighs.

Ranma grit his teeth. Damn, she always felt so damned, hot, but still so good. "Glad you like," Ranma said seriously as he moved his hands up to feel the Vixxen's large, furry mammaries.

Churring, Mitsuko smiled and started to bounce up and down on her master's tool. "Oooh... Does Master like my hot pussy?" She asked him lustfully. "Does Master like my big, soft, furry tits?"

Smiling, Ranma thrust his hips up right into that delectable pussy as she brought her body back down. "Yes, Mitsuko," Ranma groaned. "Your pussy is so incredibly hot... And so good..." He smiled and his thumbs and forefingers pinched her nipples. "And you have such incredible breasts."

The Vixxen cooed at that. "Really? Master likes it hot?" She asked, grinning. She yipped a bit as Ranma pulled and twisted her nipples.

Gritting his teeth, Ranma managed to smile. "Yeah... It's good hot..." He admitted as he thrust his hips back up onto Mitsuko's as he continued to play with the Vixxen's breasts.

Cooing, Mitsuko smiled devilishly. "Well, ooh, if Master likes heat so much..." She trailed off, concentrating her fire abilities to heat up her pussy to even higher levels of heat.

"AAAAHHHHhhhhhh..." Ranma groaned in pain and pleasure. He was really beginning to sweat now, but hey! He had used the Phoenix Pill before and had actually fought a Phoenix Godling. This heat wasn't so bad. "Yeah... So good..." He growled lustfully as he continued to move his hips up and down to Mitsuko's rhythm.

Mitsuko cooed and moaned. She smiled as she kept her fire-elemental powers up on her pussy juices and really started bucking her hips up and down on his member. "Master likes my pussy? Master likes me?" She asked, smiling brightly while bouncing up and down on him.

Ranma moaned loudly as he felt the intense feeling. "Yesss... Mitsuko, I love your pussy..." He smiled. "I love you too..."

Mitsuko blinked at that. "R-really?" She moaned, never stopping the bucking of her hips.

Ranma nodded and bucked his hips. "Yes!" Ranma groaned. That warm pussy felt so good!

Mitsuko smiled and teared up a bit. "Th-th-THANK YOU!" She cried and moaned. Her body spasmed as she came unexpectantly and hard. "M-MASTER!" She cried out.

Ranma moaned. The tightness and all-encompassing heat around his cock was too much. Moaning he held onto her breasts tightly and came and came and came.

Mitsuko churred and yipped as her pussy was filled with her master's cooler, but still hot, semen. "Oooh! M-M-M-Mmmaster! SO GOOD!" She churred and moaned.

Ranma groaned. His hands never stopped massaging the Vixxen's wonderful tits. "Damn, Mitsuko... S-so good..."

Mitsuko shuddered and churred some more. "Master... Yess... So good and filling. Love you." She said, smiling at him.

Hearing that, Ranma smiled up at the Vixxen. "Love you too, Mitsuko."

Mitsuko smiled and lowered her body to Ranma's, hugging him tightly and churring loudly. "Th-thank you, Master," She said, tears falling down her face. She hadn't felt this good in... Well... Ever!

Ranma blinked. He thought Mitsuko was crying but the tears were just becoming steam. "Mitsuko?" Ranma asked tentatively. "Are you all right?"

The Vixxen nodded. "Uh huh... Just so happy, Master. Love you," She said, hugging him back and kissing him on the cheek. "So sorry about hurting you this morning."

Ranma smiled and hugged Mitsuko tightly. He turned his head and kissed Mitsuko on the lips. "It's all right. Really."

Mitsuko churred into the kiss, just happy that her master loved her so. No one had ever loved her before. No one. That was why she just loved how her master treated her.

Breaking the kiss, Ranma smiled. "Want to cuddle a bit more? Or shall I try that lovely pussy asked," Ranma said teasingly as he kissed Mitsuko on the nose.

Mitsuko smiled. "Cuddle?" She asked, her tails wagging back and forth slightly.

Smiling, Ranma hugged the little Vixxen tightly. "Such a nice little pokégirl," Ranma said happily. "You're a good, good girl."

Mitsuko churred happily. "Really?" She asked, feeling light-headed.

Ranma smiled. "You're a really, REALLY good girl."

The Vixxen smiled more. "Thank you." Oooh... She was feeling light-headed, like she was walking on air. Was this how it felt to be in love?

Ranma smiled and continued to hug the girl. "Heh. Never thought anyone could be sexy AND cute at the same time," He said teasingly.

Mitsuko blushed at that. "Master... You flatter me."

Smiling Ranma asked, "Shouldn't I?"

Mitsuko just churred to that.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Containing the territories that were South-eastern Europe; Italy, Switzerland, Yugoslavia, Albania, and Greece before the War of Revenge, the Amethyst League is, politically, an ultra-conservative League. Females are not allowed to become Tamers nor Researchers nor (obviously) Breeders. Owning a pet pokégirl is all they can do, officially. Girls who go through Threshold are required by law to be reported immediately to the authorities. Failing to do so can result in serious fines or jail time for her family, and anything from a Level 5 cycle in a Taming machine to death for the Threshold girl herself. Since the phrase "ultra-conservative" also defines the peoples' attitudes to pokégirls as well as the League stance, most people send Threshold girls away after reporting them.

Pokegirls have no civil rights in the Amethyst League. Their legal owner can euthanize them at the nearest PokéCenter with little trouble. This does require legal proof of ownership though. Any officer of the law, be they League officers (but not their OfficerJennies) or members of the Shadow League, can also order a pokégirl's execution. This requires a court order, but not any sort of trial.

The Amethyst League has the last league to sign on with the Shadow League, thirty years ago. The only reason this happened was because the Amethyst League finally admitted they needed outside help in combating widespread corruption by the Dark League. Since allowing the Shadow League in, the Dark League has been scaled back drastically, but those in power aren't sure that letting in "those damn liberals" was worth it.

And it is this League that such a group against pokégirls could rise. One group was known by many names over time. The Federation... Team Empire... The Sith League... And currently, the 'Sith' have risen in ranks, a male-dominated group that oppresses all pokégirls... And studies all use of pokégirls worldwide as well as legalize the use of their technologies and copyrighted works.

(-)

The theme of the Empire played in the background as an armored figured drabbed completely in black walked the halls. The soldiers in white, the Troopstormers, would stop and salute the man as he passed by them. As he walked, one could barely hear the sound of the thick heels of his boots pressing against the metal floor. Instead, one could only hear the sound of his respirator.

"Koo... Haa... Koo... Haa..."

Stopping outside a set of thick metal double doors, the man draped in black pressed a leather-gloved hand against the door. Slowly, the doors pushed open with a loud scraping of metal against metal.

Inside the room was a single throne and three figures. A withered, emaciated figure dressed in black robes sat on the throne, with two men draped in red stood at either side of the senior-citizen, halberds held in hands that brandished the sigil of an eagle crushing a rose in it's left talon; the symbol of the Amethyst League.

Stepping into the room, the armor-clad man clad in black closed the doors behind him, causing that ear-splitting scraping noise of metal. The doors closed with a loud 'thud' followed by a 'clang' as the lock sounded. Walking up to the man on the throne until he was no more than three feet from him, the armored man kneeled. "Koo... Haa... Koo... Haa... What is the meaning of your summons, Master Phallustit? Koo... Haa..."

The old man, the Emperor of the Sith, formerly known as 'Darth Tittious'. "It is quite simple, my loyal servant," Emperor Phallustit spoke in a raspy voice. "Someone has dared to use copyright infringement."

The man clad in black looked up, although he still kneeled before the lord of Team Empire. "Koo... Haa... Who would dare such a thing? Koo... Haa..."

The man on the throne sneered. "A pathetic little Tamer over in the land of those damn liberals; the Indigo League."

Though one could not see it past the mast and helmet the man wore, the armor-clad warrior sneered. "Koo... Haa... Tell me his name, Lord Pahllustit. Koo... Haa... I will make him pay the debt of a thousand creditors. Koo... Haa..."

Chuckling a little evilly that his form seemed to rattle, Emperor Phallustit said, "Good. Get ready for tomorrow. Tomrrow evening, I should have the paperwork for travel ready. You will lead a group of half-dozen Troopstormers into the Indigo League and find this pathetic leech, who's pokégirls would dare to infringe on our copyrights. You will destroy this Ranma Sextome financially!"

The armor-clad man in black nodded his head. "Koo... Haa... Understood, master. Koo... Haa... I will have the lawsuits and soldiers ready by this time tomorrow. Koo... Haa..."

"You had better," Emperor Phallustit warned. "I will not put up with anyone getting away with using what is ours for free. You hear me, Vader? No one!"

The armor-clad warrior known as Darth Vader nodded. "Koo... Haa... I will, master. Koo... Haa... I will talk to our most loyal lawyer, Mr. Lucas immediately on these matters. Koo... Haa..."

Standing, Vader saluted his leader before leaving the room. The doors making quite an amount of noise as they did when Vader had entered.

Emperor Phallustit laughed. Soon. Soon, thee riches of the Sextome family would be theirs. And all because the current heir of the family, Ranma, was foolish enough to use what was theirs!

by Kt3

As morning light filtered through the PokeCenter windows, Ranma woke up and found himself surrounded by Sheila, Grave, and Mitsuko, who were all busy getting sleep.

Something struck itself in Ranma's mind. 'Wow. I don't think I've woken up this early before... Well, of course, when Pops threw me out the windows in the morning, that was pretty early, but...'

Blinking, Ranma readjusted himself on his bed. 'Come to think about it... everything leading up to this is pretty fucked up. I'm not even sure if the Tendo Dojo was even a dream or not... But I know THIS world isn't a dream. I'm sure of that.'

Smirking at a sudden revelation, Ranma crowed to himself, 'Wait! I know that the Tendo Dojo wasn't a dream! I still have my martial arts!'

'...Which is somehow ridiculously overpowered. I need to work on that.' At that, Ranma's triumphant smirk melted into a tired frown.

Extracting himself from the tangled mess of bodies on the bed, (and accidentally grabbing a feel of Mitsuko's ass... which he didn't mind) Ranma made his way to the door leading out to the hallway (after getting dressed), and, after a nagging gut feeling, left a note on the table saying

"Gone too practis. Be bacck befor Brekfist. - Ranma"

With that done, Ranma left the room and made his way towards the PokeCenter lawn, so he could have some practicing space.

Peeking around the room, Mitsuko's head came up, and, seeing Ranma not around, and spotting the note, got up. She walked over to the table, picked up the note, and read it, gagging at the horrible spelling Ranma had. 'I guess he's a lover, not a speller,' thought Mitsuko.

She was a light sleeper, and didn't bother Ranma earlier because he looked like he was doing some serious thinking. Thus, she was treated to Ranma's wide display of (confusing) emotions that had occurred when Ranma had pondered.

Mitsuko certainly didn't mind it when her ass was grabbed, though.

Huffing, Ranma ran through several sets of punches and kicks, determined to make up for the time lost Taming when he normally practiced.

'Man... how could I ever forget about the Martial Arts? This stuff is my blood! My life!...'

Then Ranma thought about the Digger sisters.

'...Well, yes. That's how I forgot. But damn, Britanny's hot. So's Brianna. And Gina's so cute I could eat her with a spoon. So why does it feel like I'm forgetting something?...'

Suddenly, Ranma paused in mid-elbow smash.

'Crap! I can't believe I've forgotten completely about getting Gina, Brittany, and Brianna to their parents! We better get going, before I forget again.'

Resuming his elbow smash, Ranma spun around with a back-handed knife slash, before rising up into the air with several kicks that defied gravity.

'Now that that's mentioned... there's a number of things I need to do. Dammit, I need some sort of a list or something. I still have to find Jetta's first son, and explain Momoko to the others. It looks like my work's cut out for me...'

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Traveling to the city of Greenpeace, an entourage made their way from the docks of a port on the eastern border of the Indigo Continent. They were the Gym Leader, Darth Invader, (aka and a squadron of a dozen Troopstormers.

Yes. Their lawyer, Mr. Lucass had gotten everything sorted out in record time. And with their private ship, 'The Star-Destroyer', the soldiers of the Amethyst League were ready to give the right-winged smack-down upon the liberal Tamer would dare to impose numerous copyright-infringements on their god-given right to register and trademark what was theirs!

"Koo... Haa... Now, march in time to the Imperial Beat, kiddos. Da da DA dadada da da DA! Da da DA dadada da da DAAA."

And so the marching and Invader's constant 'da da da'ing continued as the Troopstormers followed him into the Indigo continent. So it wasn't any surprise that one would snap and shout, "Shut up, Vader."

This caused Invader to stop suddenly. The squad of Troopstormers did as well, knowing it would be best to shut up and be afraid for their very lives.

"Koo... Haa... What did you say?" Invader asked, turning to the Troopstormers, somehow knowing which one had spoken out, considering they all looked the same in their uniform armors.

"N-nothing, Lord Invader!" The Troopstormer sputtered out.

"Koo... Haa... You were trying to go over my helmet, weren't you? Giving me others like that?" Darth Invader questioned seriously, anger evident in his voice, even with his respirator/life-support for his penis going.

"Of-of course not, Lord Invader!" The Troopstormer shouted in a squeal, his knees trembling. "Maybe around it, or to the side, but never over-"

"SILENCE!" Darth Invader shouted. "You know the price for going against me and my orders... Koo... Haa..."

"NO!" The Troopstormer shouted in fear, while his fellow soldiers broke a rank and started to stand away from the doomed sap. "Not the Force! Not the Force!" The Troopstormer cried, dropping his castor and holding onto his neck with his hands.

"Koo... Haa... No... Koo... Haa..." Darth Invader spoke ominously. "I have something much, MUCH worse in store for you..." And so, instead of reaching for his dildo, er, 'saberlighter', he pulled out a ring.

"OH SHIT!" The Troopstormer shouted. "Anything but that! Please, please Lord Invader, don't use-"

"Yes..." Darth Invader spoke out. "The Shwartz!" He said evilly as he clenched his hand into a fist.

Falling to his knees, the Troopstormer shrieked like a schoolgirl, his hands going to his crotch, but obviously offering no protection. "AAAAHHHHHH! JESUS H. CHRIST, IT HURTS!" The Troopstormer screamed, his voice going from a low baritone to a rather high soprano.

Finally, opening his hand, the Troopstormer fell to the ground, whimpering like a baby. The other Troopstormers looked on in sympathy.

"Koo... Haa... So... Koo... Haa... Does anyone ELSE have any complaints about the Imperial March?" He asked, looking around.

Amazingly, one Troopstormer WAS stupid enough to raise his hand. "Uh, Mr. Lord and General Darth Invader sir?"

Though I could not be seen past his mask, Darth Invader rolled his eyes. "Koo... Haa... What is it? Koo... Haa..."

"Well..." The Troopstormer gulped. "Couldn't we sing something else?"

Considering that request for a moment, Darth Invader nodded his head. "Yes. Koo... Haa... That would be most useful."

"R-really?" The Troopstormer asked in surprise.

"Koo... Haa... Yes... Koo... Haa..." Darth Invader looked at the Troopstormer and said. "Get singing."

"But, I don't know any marching songs," The Troopstormer started to say, until he saw Invader raise his hand to make a first. "ButIcanmakesomethingup!" The Troopstormer added hastily to literally save his nuts.

"Good... Koo... Haa..." Darth Invader said. "Now get cracking before I do."

(-)

As a boy, this walking disaster roamed free. What did he think about it? What did he do? What he was known as before he became the first man ever to be declared a natural disaster, is unknown. All this mysterious man in red was known as now, was a Gym Leader, one still celebrated for his victories while hunted down like a scourge of the earth, like some member of Team Rocket. He was Vash the Stampede.

Earlier than a HotChick's crow, children on a Sunday, and the morning newspaper. Vash got up early in the morning.

His morning meditation theme: "Life and Love"

The man in red, (although currently in flannel pajamas) sat on the PkéCenter bed in a lotus position, trying to clear his mind of all that went on around the world, and contemplate if the mysterious mayfly known as love still existed...

For all of three seconds before falling over, a snot-bubble on his nose.

(-)

Ranma continued too perform his kata without pause. Punch, kick, it was all in the mind.

He moved without flaw as he continued to go through the movement on the kata of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts on instinct. Once he started to get back into it, it was coming back to him with ease. It gave Ranma some comfort to know he hadn't lost his touch.

Five roundhouse kicks followed by an uppercut and a mid-air kick as he came down. Which then went into a cartwheel elbow smash as soon as his first foot came upon the ground. And finishing the cartwheel in a crouching position, he then did a somersault kick into the air, again and again and again, once more defying the laws of gravity as he went higher with each movement.

And upon landing on both his feet, Ranma thrust his arms out to the side in a jackknife punch, slashing upwards and then down again, while performing a forward hopping judo kick.

Then, to top it off, Ranma cupped his hands together, gathering his chi one more. It was coming to him much easier. Now that his reserves had practically been doubled since he killed the Pokégirl World's analogue of himself. Heh. The world was a better place without the bastard anyway.

Pushing thoughts of Sextome out of his mind, Ranma continued to gather energy, his hands starting to glow, barely containing the energy held between his two palms. Then, thrusting his hands up towards the sky, Ranma let out a rather large ball of chi as he practically roared. The luminescent ball of life energy shot upwards into the sky without stop, until it was out of view.

Wiping his brow of sweat, Ranma was thoroughly impressed with himself. "Damn, it isn't in view anymore and I can still feel the energy," He thought seriously. Just how far would that ball of chi keep going anyway was beyond Ranma, but it did reaffirm one thing. "I've gotten way-too-strong."

However, before Ranma could contemplate on it further, he heard a voice call out to him. "Master?" The voice spoke tentatively.

Turning to look at the source of the voice, there was Mitsuko, wearing one of the PokéCenter bathrobes. "Heya, Mitsuko!" Ranma said with a smile while waving to her.

Yet, she couldn't really bring herself to react, just staring at her Tamer. She couldn't believe he had actually done that. He was better than a Herochan!

"What?" Ranma asked as his Vixxen stayed quiet, just staring back at him in shock. "Do I have something on my face?"

The answer Ranma got to that was his rather sexy Vixxen face-faulting.

(-)

"I don't know what I've been told!" One Troopstormer chanted.

"I don't know what I've been told!" The other Troopstormers chorused right after that first Troopstormer chanted.

"The Emperor is mighty old!" That same head Troopstormer chanted.

"The Emperor is mighty old!" The other Troopstormers chorused in as they continued to march along towards Greenpeace.

"Koo Haa... How old?" Darth Invader asked in tune.

"We don't know!" The Troopstormers chanted back.

"Koo Haa... Pretty good, but needs a fine tuning." Darth Invader admitted after awhile. "Now again!"

"I don't know what I've been told..." That first Troopstormer started again

(-)

It was quite an event for Dr. Theodore Diggers. Having to actually been invited to hand in a thesis on the ever-evolving theory on pokégirl cloning to the big-wigs of the Shadow League personally, Theo was able to see his old buddy, the head of the Shadow League, Mr. Tom Clancy once more. What other reason his old friend could have for wanting him to come in person was unknown to Theo, but still...

...It wasn't proving to be all that helpful in the slightest for the aging Pokégirl Researcher. Sitting across in Mr. Clancy's office Theo asked, "Tom, are you sure you can't find my girls yet?"

Raising an eyebrow as he looked up from the papers handed to him, Tom answered, in an unnerving manner. "I find your lack of faith... Disturbing, Theo."

"Um..." Theo became very pale before choking all of a sudden. "Ach! Ack! Argh..."

And then a hand whapped him on the back, dislodging the peanut stuck in his throat.

*SLAP*!

"Cough, cough..." Theo wheezed, trying to catch his breath again.

Looking at his friend across the desk, Tom asked, "You okay there, Theodore?"

"Ah yeah... Went down the wrong pipe..." He said in embarrassment as he motioned to the peanut on Tom's forehead. Turning his head to look at his savior, he saw a dark-skinned pokégirl with the ever familiar markings on her head. "Who's the Megami?"

Clancy sweated a little as he looked over at the Megami who had reseated herself in the corner of his office and started knitting again. "Um... She's part of one of my better agents and Gym Leaders' harem..."

"Oh..." Theo said in understanding. "So why is she here, and for that matter why am I here?"

"You're here because I wanted you to present your latest report to me personally..." Tom said in all seriousness, his voice leaving no room for error. "That and you needed to get out of the house. And she..." His eyes looked over to the Megami pokégirl. "I don't know why she's here... All she'll say is she's checking on a project of her's..."

"Project?" Theo asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't ask Theo, don't ask..." Tom groaned. "Even I don't really want to know with that Megami..."

"And the knitting?" Tom asked, motioning to the little booties the Megami was making.

"All she says is it's for her and her master's kittens," Tom said as he rubbed the temples of his head after putting the papers down.

Looking at his friend disbelievingly, Theo started to say, "Megami can't have-"

"Don't say another word Theo," Tom interrupted his old friend. "Trust me. You DON'T know anything about this Megami... And you better hope you never do..."

Now becoming very curious, Theo tried, "...What are you..."

"No Theo, just drop it. She creeps me out enough as it is..." Tom shivered. "I know who she is, what she is and it is very unsettling Theo, so let's just leave it at that... And don't ask any questions."

"All right..." Theo said reluctantly. But he couldn't help but wonder, was there any real reason for him having to deliver the papers besides an excuse to get out of the house?

(-)

"I don't know what to make of this call!" One Troopstormer chanted.

"I don't know what to make of this call!" The other Troopstormers chorused right after that first Troopstormer chanted.

"The Emperor is mighty small!" That head Troopstormer chanted solo again.

"The Emperor is mighty small!" The other Troopstormers chorused in as they continued to march along towards Greenpeace.

"Koo Haa... How small?" Darth Invader asked in tune, trying to contain his smile.

"He's only got one ball!" The Troopstormers chanted back.

"Koo Haa... It's getting better." Darth Invader admitted after awhile. "Now try again Colonel Sanders, and this time make sure it makes more sense!"

"I don't know what to make of this call..." That first Troopstormer, now revealed to be Sanders started again.

(-)

Technique Training. Three Hours.

Still dressed in his pajamas, Vash held up a Chickenlittle egg. Tossing it up high, he drew his castor from his holder and held up it, balancing the egg on the barrel.

He then brought his hand all the way down suddenly with the castor, and then brought it back up to catch the egg. The small source of protein hadn't even had a chance to fall, Vash was so fast.

Again and again, Vash did this, catching the egg time and again with his castor...

...Until he missed, causing a mess on the floor.

"Oops."

Scratching the back of his head, Vash sighed. "Well, there goes breakfast."

(-)

"Master..." Mitsuko asked cutely as she got up from the ground, wiping some of the dirt and grass from the PokéCenter lawn.

"Yeah, Mitsuko?" Ranma asked back, wondering why she was looking at him like that. It was almost unnerving.

"That... Was..." A smile soon erupted on her face. "AWESOME!"

Raising an eyebrow, Ranma asked, "Eh?"

Nodding her head rapidly, Mitsuko began to churr. "Yes, Master! Why didn't you tell me you were so talented? I mean, I never knew a Tamer could perform pokégirl techniques. And that was definitely an Amazon-type's Chi Blast!"

Ranma blinked his eyes. "Say what?"

Churring louder, Mitsuko ran up to her Tamer to give him a big hug. "Churr... I got the best master ever!" She squealed in delight.

Chuckling nervously, Ranma hugged the Vixxen back. Okay. She didn't seem upset because he could do this stuff at least. "Uh... Glad you like?" He said, unsure if that was what he should be saying to her.

Mitsuko just continued to churr. She had such a brave, strong and handsome Tamer. She couldn't ask for anything better.

(-)

"I don't know, but I've heard tale!" Colonel Sanders chanted.

"I don't know, but I've heard tale!" The other Troopstormers chorused right after that first Troopstormer chanted.

"The Emperor is mighty frail!" Colonel Sanders chanted once more.

"The Emperor is mighty frail!" The other Troopstormers chorused in as they continued to march along towards Greenpeace.

"Koo Haa... How frail?" Darth Invader asked in tune.

"He can't get no tail!" The Troopstormers chanted back.

"Yes... Koo Haa... The Force is Strong in this song. Koo Haa..." Darth Invader admitted with an evil chuckle. "Now again!"

"I don't know, but I've heard tale..." Colonel Sanders started again.

(-)

His eye twitching, Emperor Phallustit had a chill go up his spine. "Oh, I don't know who yet, but someone's going to pay through the nose..."

by Kt3

(What can I say? I watched "Escape From Alcatraz" with Clint Eastwood in it. I'm hooked. _)

Séance spent most of his time moping around. In jail, that's about all he could do. The Greenpeace Correctional Center wasn't exactly furbished to entertain its occupants. Books, magazines, weights? Save it for the people who'll be in jail for life, they said. They have time to do whatever they want.

That said, Greenpeace Correctional Center ('Damn these title inflations!' thought Séance. 'Just call it a jail, damnit!') only has the bare necessities in their jails. A toilet, a sink, and a bed... although any sane person wouldn't want to touch the toilets provided with their bare skin.

Reassessing his room, Séance's eyes sweeped over the contents.

'Alright. Sink, with... something... stuck in the drain. Note to self: don't touch the handles.' His eye twitched.

'Next up... the bed. Must not ask myself why it feels like something is moving inside the bed. I'd probably never sleep if I knew.' So far, so good, for Séance. He could handle all of it, so far. Nothing terrible.

'And finally... the toilet. I think.' He could see that there were bits of... something... left on the toilet seat. Making himself ignore that, he peered at the water, a murky, brackish substance, with several 'inhabitants' breaking the surface.

Séance tried the lever. It didn't flush.

'Damnit.'

"Lights out!"

Séance, barely coherent from boredom, numbly put out his lights and slipped under the covers.

He tried, yes, he tried, to imagine the moving... things... in his bed as being something else. 'Hmm... think of a massage bed... a massage bed that squeaks like a Titmouse..."

Séance had barely managed to convince himself it was a massage bed when he heard something slithering in the corner of his cell. Remembering he couldn't make a sound nor turn on the lights after Lights Out, he hoped that if he was silent and ignored it, whatever it was would go away.

'Please go away please go away pleasegoaway ohmygodIfeltthebedmoveIt'sonme... playdeadplaydeadplaydead, maybe it'll ignore me... ignore... Séance, ignore the feelings on your ass... it will go away... mommy...'

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma smiled as he started walking back to the PokéCenter, his arm around Mitsuko's waist. "You thought I was pretty good?" Ranma asked happily. It always was such a boost to his ego to be able to show off his martial arts prowess.

The Vixxen nodded happily. "Yep!" She said as loud as she could, churring as her master cuddled up to her a little more. She loved feeling so secure when she was with him. "You're so nice to me, Master," She said, before nuzzling her cheek against his own. He felt cooler than she did, but she just loved him all the same.

Ranma smiled. "Yeah. Hey, you're a cutie..." He smiled playfully. "Even if you did try to cook my sausage," He teased. Just joking about something that had been serious helped him deal with it; put him more at ease.

Mitsuko blushed, thankfully her fur covered it up. "Masterrr..." She whined. "It was an accident." How a pout could be both cute and sexy was something that wasn't easy for most people, yet Mitsuko pulled it off almost perfectly. Almost, because it was more cute than sexy; odd considering how Vixxen's were sex-pots.

Smiling, Ranma kindly told the pouting Vixxen, "I know it was," Before nuzzling and kissing her cheek.

Mitsuko churred. "So good to me..." She said, before reaching down and goosing her master's rear.

Ranma jumped a little at the Vixxen's mischievous hands. "Mitsuko..." He whined, blushing a bit.

The Vixxen's ears flattened back a little in embarrassment. "Sorry, Master... But you're so good to me, I can't help but get a feel for you," She said, smiling at him.

Although he was still blushing, Ranma smiled back. "Okay, okay..."

As he walked, Ranma noticed a figure coming towards them. A tall, spiky blonde-haired man cloaked in a long flowing red coat. The light reflected perfectly off the lenses of the man's sunglasses, giving them a one-way effect.

Studying the man that was getting closer, Mitsuko blinked her eyes. Now why did the person in front of them seem to be sending alarm bells off in her head?

As the man got closer, Ranma raised a hand defensively, as if to placate a possible threat. "Uh... Hello?"

The man in red blinked behind his sunglasses, as he got closer to the young man and the rather voluptuous Fox-type pokégirl walking down the hallway at him. Hearing the young man speak, he raised a gloved hand and smiled. "Hi."

Just hearing the peacefulness in the man's voice calmed Ranma enough to smile as he stood there. At besides, the guy wasn't making any threatening movements either. "Is there something you want?" Ranma asked the man in red who kept looking at him.

The man blinked and tilted his head to the side slightly, a look of concentration on his face. "Oh, sorry. It's just that you look familiar is all," The man didn't recall ever meeting this particular tamer before. He scratched his chin, though it would look better if he had a beard to scratch. "Say, are you a high ranking Pokégirl Tamer by any chance?" The blonde-haired man questioned. "Or at least well known?"

Though the question gave Ranma an uneasy feeling, he nodded his head to answer it anyway. "Yeah..." Smiling, he held out his hand in a friendly gesture. "Ranma Sextome, at your service."

Smiling, back, Vash answered, "Ah, an I a Vash." However, before he could shake hands with the Pokégirl Tamer, the rather staked Vixxen intervened.

Holding Ranma's hand back, Mitsuko's eyes widened at that and she paled tremendously, which was incredible, as it showed up from underneath her fur. "Vash? As in the Humanoid Typhonna? The only Gym Leader with a 60 Billion slc price on his head? That Vash the Stampede!?" She practically screamed out.

The man in the red coat winced at that rather accurate information. "It's not my fault I have such a reward on my head! Really!" He said, trying to calm the Vixxen down, and not succeeding very well.

Ranma looked at his Vixxen and rubbed her shoulder. "Mitsuko... Mitsuko, calm down..."

The Vixxen shuddered quite a bit and tried to mold her body to her master's tightly, as if to reassure herself she and him were okay. "Sorry. But from what I've heard of him..." She trailed off, letting her master figure it out.

Hearing what his Vixxen said with no small amount of fear, Ranma looked at Vash, studied him, his aura seemingly looking for anything dangerous to this Gym Leader before him. Yet, his senses didn't lie. "He doesn't seem like a bad man, Mitsuko..." He said to calm down the Vixxen.

Letting out a groan of annoyance, Vash held his arms up high. "Look! It's not my fault that things blow up around en masse around me. I... Just have bad luck is all!" No need to tell him that he had two pokégirls who didn't get the idea of what 'overkill' was.

Staring cautiously at the taller man, Mitsuko nodded her head, while still slightly trembling. "Sorry. But I've heard that Vash the Stampede once caused a ship to sink by being near it."

Tilting his head a little, Ranma looked at his Vixxen questioningly. "Oh come on, Mitsuko. Someone must have over-exaggerated that one."

Vash shook his head to Ranma's comment. "That did happen, but it wasn't me. That was the bounty hunter who had his psychic pokégirl try and use a Psybeam on me. It missed me, and blew a hole in the ship. I got the blame though..." Vash then shrugged. "At least no one was on the ship at the time..."

Digesting that information, Ranma nodded his head slowly. "Wow... Sounds like that sucked." He then looked at Vash seriously, hoping to change the topic off from Vash's (mis)adventures. "So what brings you to Greenpeace, Vash?"

The Humanoid Typhonna shrugged. "Well, actually, I came looking for a trainer. I felt something off in this area, and came looking for the cause of it. Though..." He trailed off, looking at the pigtailed martial artist/tamer more thoughtfully this time. "I think I may have found it."

Seeing Vash stare at him like that, Ranma chuckled nervously. "What do you mean?" The pigtailed Tamer asked. Shit, he hoped Vash didn't know the truth. Not only would his cover have been blown, but Jetta would have been REAL pissed at him.

Vash tapped his chin. "Well..." He started, in a very wise and sage-like manner.

Ranma and Mitsuko both leaned close, trying to find out what this was about.

"I'm not sure!" Vash finished, chuckling lightly as he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. His chuckling increased as both the Vixxen and her tamer face-faulted to the ground.

"Ow..." Ranma groaned as he forced himself back onto his feet.

"Actually," Vash started again, after Ranma and Mitsuko had picked themselves up, and Vash had gotten done leering at the Vixxen's rear-end as it stuck up in the air. "There is something slightly... 'Odd' about you, Sextome." It was almost as if the Tamer wasn't of this world.

"Odd?" Ranma asked, doing his best to keep any hint of worry out of his voice. "What's odd?"

Vash scratched his head. "Well... I have no clue actually." He said, while grinning stupidly while Mitsuko face-faulted and Ranma merely sweat-dropped. Though he did take the time to leer at Mitsuko's rear again.

Frowning at Vash when he saw what the blonde in red was doing, Ranma firnly told him, "Hey! Stop looking at my pokégirl's rear!"

Being reprimanded by the Vixxen's owner, Vash pouted slightly. "But I can't help it!" The Humanoid Typhonna whined. "She's got such a shapely butt. Look at the curves, look at the way it wiggles in the air." He said while pointing at it.

Ranma nodded his head in agreement to Vash's points. "Yeah, and it's mine," He said happily as he, (and he didn't know why) brought a hand over to caress Mitsuko's shapely furred posterior.

Smiling brightly on her spot on the floor, Mitsuko churred. Maybe staying down on the ground with her butt in the air was a good thing if she would get this kind of attention.

After a few more long moments of Vixxen groping, Ranma finally withdrew his hand. "Well, anyway, Vash. Now that you've found me, can I ask a question?"

Vash nodded. "Yeah, I know." He just couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different about Sextome, well, different from other people that was. "Sure. What is it?"

"You're still a recognized Gym Leader, right?" Ranma asked.

To that, Vash nodded, a silly grin on his face. "Yeah. Thankfully, the whole mess with the bounty on my head didn't hurt my status as a Gym Leader for the Indigo League."

Smirking, Ranma asked, "Then can I challenge you to a PokéBattle? I do need to collect some Gym Badges." Although he didn't mention this was the first one he would personally be trying to win.

Vash blinked his eyes in surprise. It had been awhile since anyone wanted to face him in a PokéBattle. "Sure, why not?" He asked. "Though, I suggest we have this outside of town." He didn't want the town to blow up after all.

Ranma agreed instantly, wanting to do something more akin o being a Pokégirl Tamer besides the taming part. Besides, he REALLY needed experience PokéBattling. "Sure!"

(-)

Outside of town, Ranma looked at Vash across the grassy field that was filled with an overabundance of flowers of all sorts. The sour-expression on his face told Vash how annoyed Ranma was. "Let me get this straight. Only two pokégirls, both at once. If I win I get a Gym Badge, you win, you get one of my pokégirls?" Ranma blinked his eyes. "Since when the hell do Gym Leaders get the right to claim pokégirls?" He demanded to know. Jetta told him that Gym Leaders don't take pokégirls.

To that, Vash just shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you challenged me for a badge, and as a Gym Leader, I set the rules for the PokéBattle. Just remember that for future Gym Battles."

"Okay, okay..." Ranma said, feeling rather annoyed. "Well, here goes." Pulling up two PokéBalls form his PokéBelt, Ranma threw them both at the same time. "Sheila! Grave! I Screw You!"

Vash blinked as he saw the short and petite Pokegirls appear in twin beams of red light from their PokéBalls. "Oookay..." He said slowly. Though, in a way, he could see why someone would want them. Their build obviously meant that most opponents would underestimate them in a battle.

A confused expression plastered on her face, Grave blinked her eyes and looked around. "Master?" The uber-cute G-Splice of the Cheetit-persuasion asked. "What's going on?"

Ranma smiled kindly to reassure the off-balanced pokégirl. "Gym Battle. You two ready to get some badges?"

Sheila had a better idea, having been in more battles than Grave had. "A PokéBattle?" She asked herself, then she blinked as her mind registered what her master said. "Sure!" She smiled when Grave nodded as well.

Nodding his head, the Gym Leader of Gunchoke knew it was time to get serious. Pulling out two PokéBalls from within his coat, Vash threw them. As he did, he called out, "Kei! Yuri! I Screw You!"

The two PokéBalls popped open in twin bursts of red light that took the form of two furry girls. One was a 'Bunnygirl' with wild flaming red hair, and the other was a 'Vixxen' with long black hair. Both wore silver hotpants and matching bikini-tops.

Sheila blinked her eyes in confusion. Where had she heard those names before?

Thee 'Bunnygirl' stretched her arms behind back. "Time for a Battle?"

Nodding her head, the 'Vixxen' looked at Kei. "Looks like it."

The Bunnygirl smirked widely, in an almost-evil manner. "Sweet."

Ranma just openly gawked. "The Dirty Pair?" He asked, putting his foot in his mouth. He did watch animé back home after all.

Slapping his hand on his face, Vash groaned. That was the absolutely, positively worst thing to say to his girls.

The 'Bunnygirl' and 'Vixxen' openly glared at Ranma. "That's 'Team Dirty Pair' to you!"

Kei went into a pose, holding up a handgun castor that had appeared from seemingly nowhere. "Gun-Bunny Kei!"

The vulpine-pokégirl did a pose as well, twirling a lightsaber much like Moisha would do with her katana. "Tank Vixxen Yuri!"

"Together..." Kei started slowly.

"...We are..." Yuri continued.

"The Lovely Angels of the Indigo League! Team Dirty Pair!" Both shouted as one.

Sheila blinked. The girls seemed to be really unusual and not all that dangerous, to her, at least. Though, for some reason, she felt slightly nervous about fighting them.

Grave shivered slightly. Why was she getting a bad feeling about this?

Staring at the Gym Leader, Ranma slowly nodded to Vash. "I can see why you wanted this out of town." He said seriously, remembering all those Dirty Pair animé episodes he had watched back at the Dojo with Nabiki, when he wasn't fighting or running from Akane's cooking that is.

And to prove Ranma right, both pokégirls didn't even wait for Vash's battle-commands. They both pulled out to large firearms from seemingly out of nowhere and aimed it at the two petite titty-kitty pokégirls.

The two pokégirls of Ranma looked down the barrels of the castors like Does caught in the headlights of an oncoming hover-car.

"Fire in the hole!" Kei shouted as she used her grenade launcher to shoot one rather large napalm shot. Kei did likewise.

*THWOOM*!

Ranma could only watch as Sheila and Grave went blasting off into the sky like two Team Rocket members. "Holy shit!" Ranma's eyes widened when the firestorm abated. "Grave! Sheila!" He cried out, running to his girls, who were obviously done. He wouldn't even try to make them fight any more after that. Especially when he saw the two on the ground, Sheila on her back and Grave on her front, groaning in pain. "You two okay?" He asked, concern easily evident in his voice.

Vash winced at the sight and shook his head. Damn... Kei and Yuri could be so darn... 'Effective' when they were paired together in PokéBattle. Walking over to Ranma he asked him, "Are your girls okay?"

Ranma shook his head lightly and held the two titty-kitties protectively. "I'm not sure. I don't think they've ever been this badly beaten before."

"Oh they'll be all right," Kei said dismissively. "Get them to a PokéCenter and one go through a Healing Machine and they'll be back to normal in no time."

"In the meantime, we win for Master!" Yuri cheered happily, her fluffy tail swaying back and forth and her breasts bouncing as she jumped up and down energetically. "That means more Taming for us!"

Giving her partner the thumbs-up, Kei told the Tank Vixxen, "You got that right, Yuri!"

Groaning, the Humanoid Typhonna knew it was going to be one of those nights...

"Then again, maybe not considering the terms of the PokéBattle..." Vash thought as he nodded his head. Coughing into his hand to clear his voice, Vash said, "So, you know what that means, right?"

Wincing, Ranma slowly nodded. "Yeah," He said, morosely.

"Aw, don't feel bad. Gym Battles don't get counted on your PokéBattle records, so this defeat won't show up." Vash smiled, thinking his grin and that info would somehow cheer Ranma up. "Now... May I see your PokéDex? I'd like to see which pokégirls you have I can use."

The pigtailed martial artist nodded and handed Vash his flat red device that looked a lot like a supped-up calculator.

Opening the flip-screen and looking over pokégirls listing, Vash nodded his head. "Lupina? No... I don't really have need for one... A Rack-Shasa? Maybe... What's this? A Cheetaura? Nuh-uh... I can run on my own two feet well enough..." He then trailed off as his eyes widen. "YOU HAVE A NURSEJOY!?"

Ranma winced. Momoko. "Yeah..."

Smiling brightly, Vash told Ranma, "That's the one I want, please! I mean, with the trouble I get into, I could REALLY use a healing pokégirl on hand."

Wincing lightly, Ranma slowly answered, "If that's what you want."

Nodding his head, Vash said, "I know it's what I want!"

by Kt3

(Miiinor miiiinor lime alert. This barely barely counts as a lime episode.)

*RIIING*

*RIIING*

*RIIING*

Sitting behind a desk decorated with an almost stereotypical collection of pictures of his little (well, maybe not little anymore) children, Tom Clancy glanced over at a clock situated on the far wall. Yep, he thought to himself, it's about that time again.

Reaching over, he picked up the vid-phone, pausing briefly to move aside some pictures so he could get better access to it.

*RIII-click!*

"Hello, Theo."

"How'd you know it was... oh dear, I guess I am getting predictable, aren't I?"

Chuckling politely, Tom replied, "Yeah, but don't worry about it too much. I'd be concerned for my own kids, too."

"Ah yes... well, I was just calling to... well, see if there was anything new?"

Beginning to reply, but halting, Tom adopted a thoughtful look (but then later gave it up, claiming it was "too needy and emotionally draining" and that it "wasn't acclimating well").

Tom blinked.

"Now that you mention it... my agent should have been there some time ago. Tell you what, I'm gonna ring him, find out what's happened, and call you back."

"Ah! Splendid. Thank you so much, Tom."

"...Uh, Theo? Was that just there a British accent?"

"Why heavens no, my good chap! Now excuse me, for I must forestall any dilly-dallying and scamper off for the afternoon cakes and tea."

"...Right."

*Click!*

(-)

In an absolutely beautiful forest setting, deer frolicked, butterflies played, and a rather surly looking figure stumbled through a clearing populated by, curiously enough, poppies.

"I... will... find that bastard... Ranma Sextome..." panted Gar. "although... poppies look... lovely... and... I'm feeling tired..."

Shaking his head to clear any cobwebs, Gar kept to his path towards Greenpeace. Revenge waited for no man... but... poppies are pretty, you know... relaxing...

"Sextome... we will see... if you are worthy of my sister."

As Gar stumbled off the horizon, another figure... wait, correction, figures, appeared from where Gar had previously arrived. Well, they're certainly louder than Gar was, that's for sure.

"I don't know but it's been said!" chanted a sole colonel in the front row of a large army (read, dozen) of Troopstormers.

"I don't know but it's been said!" repeated the main body of marching men in white.

"The Emperor's dick is greyer than lead!" Ooooh yes Colonel Sanders thought to himself, I'd be so dead if the Emperor had any whiff of this.

"The Emperor's dick is greyer than lead!" The rest just followed his example. Safety in numbers and all. 'Sides, they're just repeating it, they thought.

"Koo Haa, it's really been said?"

"Ain't no woman will give him head!"

"Koo... Haa... excellent! We are drawing close to our prey. Now, one more time!"

Drawing up close to Invader, a Troopstormer meekly asked, "Uh, sir? Could we possibly... I dunno... rest?"

Stiffening up (hardy har har. *rolls his eyes*. unintentional humor), Darth Invader turned and glared at the suggestee, after considering adopting a thoughtful look. (It's just so hard to keep those if you have an active lifestyle, you know what I mean? Always whining about not taking them out to the park enough...) "...Rest? Koo... Haa... Why would you possibly need rest?"

Shrinking under the intense scrutiny, and after possibly considering adding another pointless 'dick' joke, the Troopstormer replied, "Well... we have marched over 50 miles already... and those poppies look awfully inviting..."

At the mention of the poppies, Invader swept his gaze over the aforementioned flowers. "Hmm... Koo Haa... they do look awfully... Koo Haa... inviting... Waitaminute, only 50 miles? Hoo Kaa... what the hell?... You better get your ass in gear and cover more miles before you get any break, you shifty bums! Koo Haa."

(-)

Kevin "Ace" Koss, leaned back, enjoying the moment. It was just about the only relaxation he's gotten during his whole trip down to Greenpeace. (The rest of it was physical exertion, one way or another. _; ) He let out a contented moan, letting his hand wander in Penny's hair as she vigorously swallowed his tool.

Kevin's thoughts drifted back to the last time he felt that relaxed. It was before this trip... in fact, it was about right before the boss calle-

*Briiiiing!*

Dammit!

*Brii-click!*

"Oh... hi boss." Kevin for some reason didn't feel surprised that it was his boss. He just got a sense of deja vu instead.

"Ah, Kevin! You hadn't reported in recently, and there've already been inquiries... so, how's Greenpeace?"

"Ah, yes, well... I'm not in Greenpeace yet... ack! Penny, I'm speaking!"

"Hmm. And I believe I can see the reason why not from here. It's hard to do a lot of things when there are breasts in your face, hm?"

"Grmplh."

"Well then... while you are a professional, Kevin, you should realize that if you don't quicken the pace a little and get to Greenpeace, you may find your job position to be a little precarious."

"Mlxphzl!"

"Well, I'm glad we had this talk. And make sure," Tom leaned into the video phone, enlarging his face for effect, "that you get there and find out about Sextome before the next week goes by. You won't be pleased if you don't."

*Click*

Ace closed his cellular vid-phone and sighed.

Finally getting a chance to disentangle himself from his Drow Zee, Kevin pondered not proceeding for only a fleeting moment before hurriedly getting his tent, gear, and other necessities packed and ready to go. His boss, Tom, speaks gently, but he looks like a demon when ticked. And Kevin didn't wish to anger his boss. He had a job to do.

Pouting, his Drow Zee latched onto him. "Can't we put that off for another day... or two?"

Frowning, Kevin replied, "Penny, please don't make me pokeball you, dear. We really, and I mean really, have to go. You don't want to see the boss mad."

Giving up on it, Penny finally let go.

Leaving finally, Ace headed down the Golden Road, which, according to his map, eventually ran through some field of poppies... Curious, he thought, but at least it was some kinda landmark that signaled he was close to Greenpeace.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

The door to the Taming Room of the Greenpeace PokéCenter opened at a slow crawl. Ranma wasn't trying very hard to push it open. In fact, he looked like he was ready to keel over.

"Oh man, I just can't believe it." Ranma groused to himself. It wasn't the fact that he had lost. Oh no, if he had lost and had lost some money, he wouldn't feel so bad. "Grave, Sheila..." He muttered to himself. How could he let them down so badly?

And then there was Momoko to consider. He had just gotten the girl. Hell, he never even got a chance to properly Tame her, even after she had healed him in ways that were beyond PG-13 format!

"This fucking sucks!" And the worst part was, at least in his opinion, he couldn't really blame anyone. Well, he could blame Kei and Yuri. "Why the hell do those two have to act like their Anime counter-parts?" He thought to himself. Still, he couldn't hold them accountable, just because they liked to overdo it slightly with the weapons. "No," Ranma sighed, "I'm the one at fault here."

Sighing, Ranma just collapsed forward onto the bed. He was the one at fault. He had been feeling like top-gun recently, unbeatable. And then he underestimated that Vash guy's pokégirls... And if he had only tried to reason with the guy before he stated his rules, he might have had to only give money...

But that wasn't the worst of it all. No, the worst part was that if he got into any other gym fights in the future and lost, he could loose even more of his girls. "Damn, damn, damn." He muttered, feeling really upset with everything at the moment. He idly thought about tossing a Shi Shi Hokodan off, just to bleed off some of his depression, but he didn't think people would take kindly to having a few buildings demolished because he was depressed.

Lifting his head up, Ranma did realize something. "I need to talk to someone..."

Sitting up, Ranma looked at his PokéBelt, which was vacant of three PokéBalls. One was now Vash's, and the other two were being healed. Deciding on a PokéBall, Ranma carefully held it, aiming it at the center of the room. He then shouted, "Jetta! I Screw You!"

Soon a beam of red light shone forth from the center lens of the red and white metal PokéBall, light which soon took the form of a tall wolven woman in a red leotard.

The Lupina blinked as she looked around the room. Stretching lightly, to get the kinks out, she smiled at her master, which turned into a frown when she saw how he looked. "Ranma? What's wrong?" She asked, before walking up to the bed and sitting down next to him.

"Jetta..." Ranma started slowly, sounding almost sad. "I think this was a mistake..."

The Lupina blinked and tilted her head to the side. What was bothering her master this time? "What's wrong?" She asked. She had never seen him like this before, he seemed so... Defeated.

"Jetta... I lost..." Ranma told his Alpha pokégirl. "I lost big time..."

"What do you mean?" She asked him. "You lost a PokéBattle?" It was one of the first things that popped into her head.

"Not just any PokéBattle..." Ranma groaned. "Sheila and Grave got hurt. REALLY hurt... They didn't even get to make a move."

Jetta winced. She knew how protective Ranma was of those two, hell, of the whole harem. "But they'll be okay, right?" She asked, looking into his eyes, and seeing nothing but loathing there.

"They NurseJoy said they'll be fine... But that's not the least of it..." Ranma shook his head, disgusted with himself. "Jetta, I thought you told me Gym Leaders don't take pokégirls..."

"They don't, normally," Jetta told Ranma, before blinking her eyes in surprise. "When were you in a Gym Battle?"

Ranma winced. Something else he was doing wrong. Keeping Jetta in her PokéBall. "A few hours ago..." He told the Lupina. "And he wouldn't take slc. If he won he wanted a pokégirl. And he won."

Jetta sighed before rubbing her eyes. "So... You lost a pokégirl. Which one?" She asked, knowing that she'd feel bad no matter which girl was taken. Well, except maybe some of the new girls, but Jetta hadn't really gotten to know them yet.

Ranma sighed. "A girl I just frikin' got today no less. Momoko. A NurseJoy."

Jetta blinked once, twice, thrice. "A NurseJoy? How the hell did you get a NurseJoy?" What the nine hells did she miss in her PokéBall lately?

Ranma sighed. "I was Taming Mitsuko, a Vixxen I won from my PokéBattle with Séance, and... She injured me by accident. Momoko came up to me and healed me."

Jetta nodded. "Okay. So how does that explain how you got her as a Pokegirl?" Seeing his even more depressed look, Jetta shook her head. "Look, Ranma, you can tell me. I'm the Alpha, you can tell me things that you wouldn't tell others, okay?"

Looking at his Lupina, Ranma sighed. "I was told she was a Threshold girl. She was going to stay at the PokéCenter and be safe... But... She wanted to come along with me. And I allowed it, not caring about what was best for her..."

"Wanderlust," Jetta said, knowing that sometimes pokégirls got that. She then took a deep breath. "Look, Ranma. Sometimes, you have to do what's best for the pokégirl, even if it hurts your pride and ego."

"And it was because of MY ego she got taken away!" Ranma told Jetta. "I found out Vash as a Gym Leader and I challenged him! I goaded him into a PokéBattle to get a Gym Badge and make you proud..." He shook his head. "I should've kept my mouth shut and didn't. Now I lost Momoko..."

"Vash?" Jetta asked with a raised eyebrow. "Wait, you mean Vash the Stampede!?" She asked with wide-eyes. No wonder her master felt so down. From what she had heard about Vash, he was a nice guy, but that made people underestimate him, and feel really down when they lost.

"Yes..." Ranma said as he slowly nodded his head. "THAT Vash..."

Jetta sighed. "Ranma, it's okay. So you lost to Vash. It happens." She didn't want to tell him that she was happy he didn't have to worry about another pokégirl, but that would bring his spirits down some more.

Ranma's gaze looked distant for a moment; he was obviously lost in thought. "Jetta?" He asked. "Maybe I should just let you all go..."

"WHAT!?" Jetta screamed, outraged. "What the hell? What brought this on?"

Holding his hands up to placate the angered Lupina, Ranma asked her, "How can I be trusted with the welfare of your girls after this? Sheila and Grave got hurt because of me! And if someone else Battles me and I lose, what will happen to you guys?"

Jetta frowned at him, before lifting her master up and hugging him to her tightly. Ranma was about to ask what she was doing, when he felt her take several shuddering, deep breaths in and out. "Ranma, don't do that, don't think like that," She whispered to his ear. "None of us will think anything less of you, trust me on that. Do you think Sheila, or Grave wants you to let them go? You've been the best thing to happen to the both of them. I know it."

Holding back onto Jetta as she hugged him, Ranma whispered back, "I don't know... I don't know anymore. Ever since I got here, this whole thing has felt like a frickin' GameBoy game... And it's very real... You'll suffer because of my actions..."

Jetta nodded. "I know. I know. But none of us would have it any other way, Ranma." Though, she did wonder about that GameBoy game comment. It wasn't too important to her though. "Ranma, if you asked Grave and Sheila if they wanted to be let go, they would grab your legs and squeeze so tight that you would think they're about to fall off. They care for you too much, and they want your care in return. Just hearing you talk like this is hurting me. So, please, stop it."

Ranma winced. "I'm sorry to hurt you..." Ranma said as he held onto the Lupina tightly; protectively.

The Lupina shuddered. "Dammit, you're so good, why do you doubt yourself so much!? Do you honestly think that any of the girls hate you because you lost!? HUH!? Ask them! Ask them if they hate you because you lost a battle! They'll all say no!" Jetta cried out, literally, as tears fell down her face and she took deep breaths, trying to quit sobbing.

Ranma just held his Lupina tightly. He knew it was his fault she was hurting like this. "Jetta... Please stop... Please?" Ranma asked. "I won't leave you if I'm too important... I promise... Just please stop crying..."

The Lupina nodded, but held onto Ranma tightly. "Sorry, but I can feel how you feel, and I don't want you to feel that way anymore. You have to think what your choices will do to others." She said, shivering lightly.

Ranma winced. "Again, I'm beign selfish, huh?"

Jetta shook her head lightly. "It's okay, you're only human. But think before you leap, okay?" She asked, sniffling. Dang it, she was much stronger than this.

by Kt3

Séance looked down at the tray he held in his hands. Somehow he was reminded of his middle school cafeteria's food... however, he wasn't sure if it jiggled as much as this... stuff... did. He gave the tray another small shake in his hands, and wondered if bread should jiggle so much it was perpetual motion.

Sighing, Séance looked around the prison cafeteria. There were a number of looks thrown his way, as he was the 'new guy', but otherwise, he was almost ignored by a majority of others. That, or they just tried hard not to make eye contact with him.

Still standing in the middle of the cafeteria trying to find a seat, Séance felt a rather large and hairy hand clap onto his shoulder.

"Heh heh heh... hello there, new guy," said a gruff, low, and distinctly unfriendly voice. It was the kind of voice belonging to...

Don't think about it. thought Séance. He started to calm down a little when his brain continued on, Don't think about it like you didn't think about last night. That certainly didn't help him any.

"Watch out for my soap, by the way. It has a... tendency of slipping in the showers."

Well, at least it gave him a hint of what was to come, though.

(-)

Sitting in his cell much, much later, Séance stared blankly at the wall, not moving a muscle.

Ranma Sextome, he thought, because of you, I've REALLY seen hell... and his name is Big Paul.

He shuddered.

(-)

After finally recovering from his 'ordeal', Séance spent a good amount of time sitting around his cell and thinking. He had a LOT of time to do just that, sitting and thinking. It certainly gave him empathy for the statue "The Thinker", sitting on his ass all day and thinking.

I... don't think I can handle this anymore, he thought. I have to escape!

Adjusting his seating for maximum thinking potential (vitally important to any plan), Séance began.

...How would MacGuyver do it?

(-)

After only an hour spent searching in his room, Séance found the perfect, but clichéd , place to begin his digging; the air vent.

It only took a couple of minutes, but he was able to easily pop out the vent... and a good amount of wall besides! The amount of wall that came out with the vent was enough for him to easily squeeze through. Man, that's pretty lucky!

Doing just that, squeezing through, Séance replaced the vent and explored the area he had just entered. It was a rather large and dark place, unsurprisingly like the rest of the prison correctional center. There were lots of pipes, apparently for air-conditioning, and the only lighting was from emergency lights placed around the hallway.

Wandering down the utility hallway, Séance came across a hole apparently made in the wall of the hallway. Well, it was more of a man-made tunnel than a hole, and since the hallway ended in a dead-end a couple feet from the beginning of the tunnel, Séance started walking through the dirt tunnel.

After proceeding for a number of meters in the twisting tunnel, Séance heard the sound of some voices, and the glow of light. Sneaking forward, he, well, sneaked towards the sounds. Upon drawing closer, Séance saw a group of other prisoners discussing animatedly amongst themselves, various tools like shovels and mining hats with the lights turned on strewn around the place.

Deciding for some reason that the prisoners were friendly, Séance approached and made himself known. "Uh... hello?"

Immediately, the group stopped what they were talking about and examined the newcomer. One of the prisoners stepped forward.

"Ah, hello. I assume that you're trying to break out, right?"

Startled, Séance stuttered, "Uh, wh-what? I d-don't know wh-what you're talking about!"

Rolling his eyes, the apparent spokesperson said, "Right. And you have a dirt covered spoon in your hand because you keep a collection of spoons."

Hiding the offending spoon behind his body, Séance replied, "I... thought it was complimentary?"

Letting out a good-natured laugh, the spokesperson said, "Oh, don't worry about it. You're with friends here. Welcome to the Miner's Union. We're currently trying to escape ourselves..."

"You are? Whew... I'm so relieved." Séance let himself visibly relax. Here he could get help and finally escape this hell-hole.

"Yeah, in fact, you came at a great time. We've just about broken into the surface. Just a couple more inches and we'll be free! And since you're the newcomer, we'll let you do the honors of the last inches and you'll be the first one out. We were just discussing about who'll be the first one, and it might as well be you."

Jumping at the chance, Séance immediately took a shovel, and, walking over to where he was directed, started chipping at the dirt overhead. He dug through about three inches of dirt before he broke through, although there wasn't any light coming from the hole. Realizing it must've been night-time, Séance recieved a boost from the miners below, climbing out of the hole he had made.

Stumbling around, trying to find any light at all, he felt around in the dark before stumbling onto something... pleasantly soft. It was then that he felt some cold metal being snapped into place around his hand. Lights flooded on, as Séance found himself not outside, but in a room still apparently in the correctional center.

Oh, and the pleasantly soft thing he had stumbled onto? An Officer Jenny's breasts. Well, he THOUGHT that was an Officer Jenny.

"Well, what do we have here? Another escapee?" smirked the Officer Jenny-that-didn't-look-like-one. Séance wasn't sure if normal Officer Jennys wore black leather.

Séance spotted a table behind the Jenny, and the first thing he saw was a nameplate on said table.

'Officer Jenny, Correctional Center Supervisor'

"Call me Queen!"

Oh... shit...

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma smiled as he held his PokéBall. It had taken a few days, but he had, more or less gotten his affairs in order after his crushing defeat at the hands of the Gym Leader Vash the Stampede. Grave and Sheila were healed, and Tamed numerous times for being good girls. He tamed Moisha for her victory over Séance. And he was thankful Jetta made him feel better.

But now, he had to get back to the other girls. And he knew who needed a Taming. "Brianna!" Ranma shouted as he held up her PokéBall. "I Screw You!"

In a flash of red and white light, the tall G-Splice appeared in front of Ranma, blinking a couple of times. "Master, how are you?" She asked, smiling at him before stretching her arms over her head.

Ranma smiled as he saw Brianna thrust her chest out. "Much better, Brianna. I've been doing MUCH better," He said honestly.

The Blonde pokégirl smiled at hearing that. "Well, that's good." She said honestly. "So, what's up?" She asked, looking him over, smiling.

"Well, I Tamed Gina last night again, she wanted more 'training'. Then I got through a few exercises today, had a good breakfast." Ranma frowned. "I hope you were okay in your PokéBall. I know it's been a few days since you got out."

She nodded. It wasn't unknown that Tamers with relatively large harems would have trouble getting all their pokégirls out at one time or another. "Yeah, my limbs are a little stiff," She admitted before pushing herself up to stand on her toes, stretching her legs out. "Feels good to get out."

Ranma nodded his head ashamedly. "Sorry, Bri. I really should do better."

Brianna blinked at hearing that. "No, it's okay," She said, still unused to hearing someone apologize to her for doing something wrong to her.

Ranma sighed. "So... Did you sleep at all inside there? Any good dreams?"

Brianna tapped her chin. "Well, not much of a dream, but for some reason, I dreamt of a farm, you, me, the rest of the girls, and no one bothering us." She shook her head. "Unusual."

Ranma smiled a little. "Sounds like a cute dream. But I don't think I'm cut out to be a farmer."

Brianna nodded. "Yeah... It was... Weird." She had never dreamt much before, so why was she thinking about that dream she had last night right now? Even when the others asked about her dreams, she never told them, so why did she tell her master about it?

Ranma gently placed a hand on Brianna's shoulder. "Hey, don't sweat it, cutie."

Brianna smiled at him. "Sure thing, master."

Ranma smiled at Brianna. Standing on his toes, he lifted his head up to try and kiss her.

Purring, Brianna leaned down and kissed her master. It wasn't hard for her to imagine what her master wanted at that moment.

When he could kiss her, Ranma brought his arm around her waist in a hug. His tongue felt about her mouth tentatively.

The G-Splice practically melted into the kiss, her tongue practically wrapping around and massaging her master's tongue as he continued to kiss her. Purring, Brianna grabbed Ranma's butt and lifted him up so she didn't have to bend down and continued to kiss him passionately.

Blinking his eyes in surprise, Ranma managed to smile into the kiss, and tried to reciprocate as best he could.

Brianna broke the kiss gingerly after a few more moments, before licking, nibbling and nuzzling all over Ranma's face and neck. "Purr... Master... You feel good."

Shivering in pleasure from the affection Brianna was showing him, Ranma told her, "So do you, Bri."

Smiling happily, the G-Splice purred even louder and started licking spots on her master's face. "So... You like this?" She asked, before nibbling on the crook of his neck.

Ranma raised his head up to give Brianna more room to work. "Mmm... Yeah... Feels very nice, Bri... You're a good, good pokégirl," Ranma said to the G-Splice.

Brianna purred even louder at hearing her master praise her. "Thank you, Master!" She practically squealed, before kissing him with raw, untamed passion that would smother any normal person eight times over.

Ranma's eyes widened. Holy hell, was Brianna trying to swallow his tongue!? Still, it was rather nice. His hands grasped onto her back for support as he felt her pushing him back, lowering him onto the bed.

Brianna smiled as she felt her master settle on the bed. A moment later, she pressed her breasts against his chest, not once breaking the kiss. She moved her hands from his butt to his shoulders to hug him tightly. "Purr... You feel so nice," She said between kisses.

Ranma chuckled a little as Brianna began kissing his neck again. It felt good, but also tickled. "I think someone needs a Taming," Ranma said seriously, although a hint of playfulness was in his voice...

If Ranma thought that Brianna's purring was loud before, then he was completely unprepared for the audibility of purring that she did after he mentioned that. "Purrrrlease?" She whimpered to him.

Ranma nodded his head. "Sure." His eyes then widened as Brianna gabbed onto the waistband of his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to his thighs in one swift movement. "Bri!" Ranma said in embarrassment.

"What?" She whined to him, pouting before taking in his manhood. "Mmmm... Yummy." She smirked, before lowering her head and giving his cock a nice, long lick.

Ranma reared his head back and moaned. Damn, that felt incredibly good. No matter how many times he had sex with these girls, it never got tedious.

Brianna purred, smiling more as she saw her master's cock start hardening from her ministrations. "You react quickly, don't you?" She asked rhetorically, before kissing the head of his member.

Ranma nodded as he felt Brianna pull his pants and boxers off his legs completely. "It's difficult not to."

Brianna purred. "Does that mean you like me?" She asked, before giving his cock another kiss on the head, before licking along the sides of his tool.

Ranma nodded his head. "Oh yeah... You're so good!" Ranma moaned a little louder as Brianna began nuzzling his balls.

Smiling, she gave his balls a lick before kissing them. "Really?" Brianna asked, before moving her head up, nibbling, kissing and licking up the length of his pole.

Ranma nodded his head, pressing his member against Brianna's face. Damn it. His pokégirl had taken the dominance early on, and he could feel himself ready to blow.

Brianna purred more and continued to kiss and lick her master's cock, before opening her mouth and taking him into her mouth and down her throat in one swift motion.

That did it. Without warning for Brianna, Ranma began moaning loudly, blowing his load down Brianna's throat.

The G-Splice blinked, before purring and savoring the taste in her mouth as her master's seed filled her mouth. Quite a bit of his seed slipped down her throat and down into her stomach, not that she was complaining, savoring the taste and feel of her master.

Ranma panted, trying to catch his breath as Brianna continued to suckle on the head of his cock. "H-holy shit..." He managed to say after his orgasm finally passed.

Brianna purred, just holding her mouth over the head of Ranma's dick, before swallowing the cum in her mouth. Pulling her head off of his cock, a small trail of saliva connecting the two of them as she smiled at him. "Was it good?"

"V-very." Ranma answered as he managed to grin. "That's gotta be a new record for me."

Brianna purred happily at the compliment.

Sitting up on the bed, Ranma began to unbutton his shirt. "Brianna..." He said "Would you please get up on the bed?"

The blonde nodded and sat up on the bed, waiting for her master to finished getting undressed. While she waited, she purred and watched him get undressed. "So good-looking." She purred to him.

Ranma smiled at the compliment and threw his shirt to the side. Smiling, he brought his hands to the bottom of her tank-top, and began pulling it up his pokégirl.

Brianna lifted her hands up, helping her master get her clothing up and off of her. As the shirt passed over her breasts, she smirked as she saw her master paying rapt attention to the bob and sway of her mammaries. "You like?" She asked as she tossed her tank-top off of her.

"Damn right!" Ranma said as he brought his hands down to the fly of her pants and began unzipping them.

Brianna purred and lifted her hips as her master unbuttoned her pants and started to pull them over her rear and down her hips and legs. "You're too good to me, Master," She said, smiling happily at him.

Ranma smiled back at her as he took her pants off of her. "I try to be," He said as he brought a hand to her breast to rub gently, his other hand hooking a thumb underneath the waistband of her panties and pulling down.

Brianna shivered in pleasure, before letting out a sigh of pleasure. "Feels nice..." She moaned out as her master pinched and twisted her nipple slightly.

Ranma smiled as he heard Brianna moan happily. As he got her panties past her ankles, Ranma tossed them to the side. Using the hand still on her breast, Ranma pushed Brianna onto her back.

Brianna blinked as she found herself bouncing on the bed, her breasts literally bouncing from the motion. "Wow! Taking charge," She smirked at him.

Ranma smirked. "I owe it to you..." His smirk widened as he got between her legs, his hands on her knees.

Brianna watched him, purring happily. "Goodie." She said in glee, before shifting slightly to give her master a better look at her pussy-lips. "You like the view?"

Ranma grinned much like a cat. "Very," He said as he moved his hips forward, rubbing his length along her slit.

Brianna gasped and groaned, bucking her hips upwards and grinding her slit into his hips. "Warm..." She breathed out, feeling his hot, throbbing member tease and brush against her warm depths.

Ranma smiled at the reactions. Damn, he hadn't entered her yet and he could feel her pussy warning up for him already. Smiling, Ranma continued to rub his cock back and forth along her slit, moistening his tool.

Brianna groaned, before sitting up slightly and reaching out to grab Ranma's ass and squeezing. "Please? Enter me?" She asked, pouting at him and bucking her hips upwards, allowing him to feel the heat that she felt all throughout her body.

Ranma nodded at his pokégirl's plea. "Of course, Bri," He said as he gently took her hand off of his member. Placing the head at her slit, he began to slowly plunge into her depths.

The G-Splice groaned as she felt her inner walls expand as her master's rod entered her. "Feels so good." She moaned to him, before wrapping her legs around his hips, pushing him in even faster than before.

Ranma's hips soon met Brianna's as he was in the G-Splice of Cheetit and Amazonchan to the hilt. Smiling at her, he brought his hands forward to gently grope her bountiful breasts as he ground his cock into her folds.

Squirming and thrashing under her master's ministrations, Brianna practically mewled in delight. "I love this..." She groaned out, grinding her hips into his, just lavishing in the pleasure the two of them were feeling. "Please... Play with my breasts more," She asked/begged him.

Nodding his head in response, Ranma used his thumbs and fore-fingers to pinch her nipples tightly and pulled on them.

Brianna's eyes closed as she tossed her head back in pleasure. "Oh yeah, right like that..." She practically hissed out, her body shuddering and nearly spasming in response to what he was doing to her.

Smiling at how Brianna reacted, Ranma pulled harder, causing her breasts to stretch a little. As he did such, he began pulling his member back, only to thrust forward and hard.

Arching her back in pleasure, which incidentally caused her breasts to stick out more, Brianna gasped and groaned in pleasure. "M-Master... Please... Dominate me, screw me, make me yours!"

Ranma nodded. "Love you, Bri," He said softly to show her that he did care for her as he then went to plundering her pussy; pounding his meat back and forth into that hot, warm, wet cunt as his hands never stopped pulling her nipples.

Shivering in pleasure, Brianna could feel her body tense as pleasure wracked her from all angles. "Master... You're so filling." She moaned as he pulled her nipples hard and let go before doing it again. "Do... Do that again..." She groaned, grinding her hips into his every time his hips slammed into hers.

Ranma smirked and surprised Brianna. He brought his hands to her clit this time, giving the small bundle of nerves the same treatment he had her nipples. All the while, he continued to thrust back and forth in her.

Brianna's eyes bugged out, before she gasped in pleasure. "M-M-M-M-MASTER!" She screamed, the pleasure that had been building up in her suddenly erupt explosively. "PURRR!"

Ranma grit his teeth and kept on thrusting while Brianna's pussy quivered around his cock as she orgasmed. He wasn't done yet, and he intended to reach orgasm again; giving her clit a little twist as he continued to thrust back and forth.

The G-Splice grit her teeth and shuddered as her master fucked her through orgasm. "M-Master..." She groaned and whimpered. "Please, ooooh... Cum?" She moaned, feeling another orgasm hit her suddenly as her master's thrusting got slightly faster and harder.

Ranma grunted and nodded his head. He wanted to, but he needed more go. He watched the G-Splices tits bounce with each powerful thrust. He licked his lips and began using the Amaguriken somewhat; rubbing her clit with his thumb at what should be impossible speeds for a human.

"AH, AH, AH, AH!" Brianna groaned and gasped with each thrust and stroke on her body. "MASTER!" She screamed, her body ablaze with pleasure as Ranma plundered her fast and hard. "SO GOOD! PLEASE! MORE!" She screamed, her pussy squeezing down tightly around Ranma's cock.

Ranma was perspiring now as he pushed his body. He was getting so close, he could practically taste it. "A-almost..." He then took one last and incredibly hard thrust into Brianna's folds and moaned her name loudly; his seed blowing into her womb in thick, hot spurts.

Brianna groaned and gasped as she felt her master's seed fill her. Her master's hot, creamy, filling seed. "OOOOH! Soooo goooood..." She moaned, whimpering and tightening her legs around his waist.

Ranma continued to thrust, prolonging his orgasm as he came into his pokégirl. "Briii..." He hissed pleasurably.

She groaned, hugging her master tightly to her, before kissing him passionately as he continued to thrust in and out of her. She shuddered feeling her breasts mashed up against that hard chest of his, it just felt so good, she couldn't help it.

Finally, Ranma came down from his orgasm and just settled for laying atop of his pokégirl. "That was good, Brianna." He said as he kissed her on the chin. "Thank you."

The G-Splice purred and cuddled against him. "No... Thank you," She said, smiling at him. Her purring increased as Ranma smiled back. Rolling to the side, so her master could lay on the bed, Brianna practically crushed him into her, clinging to him tightly while nuzzling his body to hers.

Ranma smiled and hugged her back tightly. "You feel so good. I thank you."

Ranma smiled and hugged her back tightly. "You feel so good. I can't help but thank you."

Brianna purred and kissed Ranma on the lips. "Thank you for Taming me," She said, whispering to him gently.

Ranma smiled. "I don't mind," He hugged her back tighter, pressing her into him. "Really I don't. I care for all of you so much. I just want to make you girls as comfortable as I can."

Looking into her master's eyes, Brianna smiled and kissed him again. "And for that, I love you even more."

Ranma smiled and cuddled with the G-Splice. "Good, good girl."

"Thank you so much." She whispered to him huskily. "We should do this more often."

Ranma nodded. "We will. It just may take a few days. I still have nine other girls."

The blonde pokégirl nodded. "I know. I don't mind... Just don't forget."

"I won't," Ranma promised her. "And I haven't forgotten I need to get you and your sisters home to your parents either."

She smiled and purred more. "Thank you," She said, before kissing him on the lips and cuddling up to him more, before yawning slightly. "Master... You can use my breasts as a pillow if you want to."

At hearing that, Ranma smiled and took Brianna up on that offer, nuzzling his face between her two large mammaries.

The G-Splice purred and smiled brightly. "Night." She whispered to him, before closing her eyes.

Ranma smiled and relaxed, letting sleep claim him as he held onto Brianna tightly.

by Philip Weigel

While Ranma cuddled with Brianna, time did not stand still, instead, many other things were happening that night.

A few hours later...

If one was outside and to the east of Greenpeace, they would be treated to a most... Unusual sight. After all, dust clouds going roughly a hundred miles an hour weren't common, except in areas with Cheetauras, Chocoboobs and Ponytaurs. But Greenpeace wasn't any of those areas. Being a completely peaceful settlement, the most exciting thing that happened around the area, not counting the great mouse invasion, was when a tamer passed through and his Pokegirl happened to evolve. Yes, Greenpeace was a sleepy little community. Even with the people that had arrived in the last few days.

The dust cloud came to a stop only a few meters outside of town. When it cleared, which didn't take much time, one could see a Pokegirl with a fiery red mane, four legs and two riders on the back. "Well, I believe this is your stop." The one rider who had the reigns said. He was of a decent height, had dark blond hair, light blue eyes, and a goatee on his face. The most unusual aspect of him, were the scars on his forehead. One was a long, thin, pink colored one that went from between his eyes, to just above his right eyebrow. The other scar, which was slightly above and to the right of that one that gave one the impression of hills on his head.

"Thanks for the ride." Ace said, smiling at the owner of the Ponytaur, as he got off. The guy was decent enough. Being willing to help a fellow trainer and all. The guy didn't even ask for anything. Though, he wasn't all that talkative.

The trainer nodded, before turning away and riding off into the distance.

Ace shrugged. He had a job to do, but now he was at his destination at least. "Though, I wonder what those bumps in the road were." He asked himself. Oh well, it probably wasn't too important.

(-)

"Koo haa..." Was the voice of Vadar.

"Uhhh..." Was the voice of his men.

The sounds of bones popping in and out of place were the sounds of a thoroughly trampled on army.

"Koo haa... Koo haa... No one make mention of this to the Emperor, got that?" Vadar's only response was groans. "I didn't think so either." He said, before passing out. Who would have guessed that Ponytaurs didn't like the Amethyst League?

(-)

Walking along the beaten path, a well built muscular redheaded man frowned as he came upon a sign. "Greenpeace, twenty miles." The man smirked darkly and clenched his fist together. "Ranma Sextome, soon, I shall see if you are worthy of my sister or not." He started picking up the pace. If he hurried, he could make it in only a few minutes. "Hang on, Sheila! Gar's coming to save you, sis!"

The redheaded man growled slightly. How dare Sextome hurt his baby sister and use her as a slave? He was going to give that punk such a beating that it would take a legendary Pokegirl to heal him. With his well-trained girls, especially at their high levels, and the rumors of Sextome's abuse towards his girls, it wouldn't take much for him to win his sister away from that bastard and find her a good trainer.

(-)

Ranma shivered in his sleep, causing Brianna to nuzzle closer to him. Something big was going down soon.

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by Red Priest of the 17th Order

It was a day like any other at the Tendo Ranch. The Tendo'h family was widely recognized within the Edo League, due to their involvement in the capture and imprisonment of the fiendish Pokégirl Thief, Happosai. Since that fateful event almost twenty years ago, the Breeder known as Soun Tendo'h business has flourished, selling pokégirls of rare breeds to aspiring Pokégirl Tamers.

Of course, lately, the variety has begun to dwindle, an odd thing for the Tendo Ranch; which has been renowned for their collection of Pokégirls. Unknown to the public, the reason behind this was, was not the fact that Soun was a great Pokégirl Breeder... No... It was that one of his employees, Ranma Sextome, would bring him rare and exotic pokégirls won through PokéBattles. A Level 5 Taming Cycle later, and their brainwashed memories would be suited to give them to new owners.

And it had been nearly a month since Ranma Sextome reported in.

"Where IS he!?" Soun fumed as he sat at a desk within his office. Behind him was a sales graph, the red arrow moving downwards.

The elder Tendo'h lowered his head. The only reason the Tendo Ranch hadn't sunken into poverty yet was due to the efforts of two of his employees. Genma Sextome, Ranma's father was still doing PokéBattles and winning pokégirls, (albeit not rare ones) and his own daughter, Nabikitty was wise with funding and tax evasion that they'd hadn't felt the full wrath of the IRS.

...Oh, and speak of the devil. There was his daughter. "Hello, Nabikitty. How're you doing today?"

Her eye twitched the instant she heard that. "I'm... Fine, father..." She practically spat at him. Oh how she'd love to get the hell out of this place and be with someone who actually cared. But that wouldn't happen, not as long as 'dear old daddy' had anything to say about it. "Not that he's really a father," She snorted to herself. The guy didn't really care about her, he just needed her to keep the IRS off of them, something she was good at.

"Fine?" Soun asked. "That's wonderful. Now, Nabikitty, has Genma returned yet? It's been a week now, and we could really use some more pokégirls. Sales are down because our supply of pokégirls for aspiring Tamers is!"

"Oh father, I have something interesting for you." She said slightly cold, not that that brain-dead Pokégirl Breeder would realize that her tone was frosty or anything.

Her father ignored that for the moment. "In a minute," He told her. "First I need the rundown. Did Genma return yet?" He sniffed the air. "And is Kasumi making lunch? I think I smell KhangAssCunt eggs cooking." The elder Pokégirl Breeder shivered. He hoped Akane hadn't tried cooking again. That girl almost killed him the last time. What pokégirl mistakes Titmouse Poisoning for oregano?

Nabikitty's eye twitched slightly. "Genma hasn't returned yet, though he did send a letter saying that he's on the trail of a rare and exotic pokégirl. Kasumi's making lunch and I have something unimportant to tell you. Ranma Sextome's whereabouts, and the stock market's up, and we're due a large shipment of pokégirls in the near future."

Soun nodded his head. "Good, we really need more poké-" The Tendo Patriarch stopped in his speech and stared at Nabiki. "WHAT? WHERE IS HE!?" He shouted, leaning over in his seat. "WHERE IS RANMA!?"

Wincing slightly and rubbing her ears from the noise, Nabikitty smirked at the slightly crazy old man. "Well... He's at this town called Greenpeace." She then shrugged. "Heard he helped stop a Titmouse invasion."

The fact Ranma stopped a Titmouse infestation was lost on the Tendo Breeder, but not his employee's location. "Greenpeace?" Soun blinked his eyes. "Where the hell is Greenpeace!?"

"Just ask the Titmice." The pokégirl smirked at her father, who was looking away.

Soun grumbled and turned his seat around. He pressed a button on the arm of the chair and the screen went from showing a chart of the Tendo Ranch's Financial state to that of a blue screen; now in vid-phone mode. "Operator. This is Soun Tendo'h of the Tendo Ranch. Connect me to the Greenpeace PokéCenter."

(-)

Sheila purred as she watched Ranma go through a kata. All those nice muscles shimmering with sweat and moving back and forth... It got that little Shaguar all nice and happy, (aka randy!)

*BRIIIING*!

Ranma stopped his kata, one leg straight up when he heard that. "What the?"

*BRIIIING*!

The pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer looked about for the source. What was ringing.

*BRIIIING*!

Seeing as how her owner had stopped moving his muscles in enticing ways, Sheila pouted. "Phone, Master," She said as she pointed to the phone-cradle by the bed.

"Oh." Ranma got out of his kata completely and went over to the bed, before picking it up. "Um, hello?"

One of the walls opened up, showing a screen. On the screen was a figure that Ranma automatically recognized.

Soun Tendo... Or this world's analog of him.

And behind him, a cat girl that looked like Nabiki...

...

...Who was making faces and putting bunny ears on Soun's head from behind.

"Ranma Sextome!" The Tendo'h Patriarch shouted angrily. "What are you doing in Greenpeace!?"

Ranma blinked a few times. Nabiki was acting funny... Well, she was a pokégirl now, he supposed, but the way Soun was acting wasn't much better. "Um... I needed to rest a bit and this was the only place I could rest."

Sheila saw the figure and froze in fear; too afraid to speak. It was that mean man that had let Sextome keep her, since she wasn't 'sexy enough to fetch more that 50 slc'.

"Rest?" Soun asked, his eye twitching. "IT'S BEEN NEARLY A MONTH! You need to get back to work right away, Sextome!" He leaned forward, causing his face to appear larger. "And you better have some rare pokégirls, mister!"

"A month?" Ranma blinked. What the hell was going on with this world's version of him? He blinked again as he saw Nabiki in the background grab a paddle and make like she was going to slap her father several times over in the back of the head. "Well, I did get into a lot of PokéBattles before coming here. Even one against Vash the Stampede." Maybe that would shut the old fart up.

"The Gym Leader Vash the Stampede!?" Soun asked in surprise. At Ranma's nod, he asked, "Did you manage to beat him? One of HIS pokégirls would probably fetch a small fortune if sold."

"Everything went boom," Ranma deadpanned, sweat-dropping slightly as Nabiki held up a sign with a baseball and a screw behind Soun, and pointed at her father.

Groaning, Soun rolled his eyes. "Very well. What about the other PokéBattles you've been in? Won any new and hopefully rare and exotic pokégirls?"

"I've had this stalker on my case for awhile now. He's got a lot of magic using pokégirls." Ranma blinked as Nabiki held up a spiked mallet and started swinging as though she was trying to hit her father. He idly wondered what caused her to act like Akane from his world.

"Magic-types, eh?" Soun scratched his chin as he considered that. "Did you win any of his pokégirls?"

"He kept running away." Which was the truth. Séance did keep running away, or trying to anyway. "I did get a Vixxen from him."

"A Vixxen?" Soun snorted. "Is that all? I still have a whole slew of Vixxens here!"

Ranma shrugged. "Only thing the prick had on him." He grumbled. "Most of the rest only gave me money." At least that's what he could assume. "Ran into a guy with a boomstick that needed 100,000 slc to make up for goods that Genma had stolen from his store."

Behind Soun, Nabikitty rolled her eyes and held up a chainsaw with a silencer on it, before turning it on and revving it up.

Soun rolled his eyes. "Well that certainly sounds like your father all right..." He leaned forward towards the screen again. "What about that Titmouse Invasion thing? Were there any rare Mouse-types amongst them that you could've caught?"

"Rare ones?" Ranma scratched his head. "I think there was a purple-furred one, the rest were brown, red, or blue, but that was it."

"Purple-furred?" Soun asked dubiously. "Did you catch it?"

"I think one of the Catgirls that're in town ate it," Ranma said, not wanting Soun to know about Moisha. If that comment about getting rare pokégirls and selling them was any indication, then he didn't want to think about what Soun would do if he knew just what pokégirls he had.

Behind Soun, Nabikitty held up a pick and took a few practice swings at the back of Soun's head. She smirked cattily as she saw Ranma sweat-drop.

Soun blinked his eyes. "Ranma, why are you so nervous?" He growled. "Is it because you've been lazy and haven't caught a single worth-while pokégirl to sell!?" He said accusingly.

Shrugging, Ranma decided to the hell with it and tell Soun the truth, he wasn't the best liar out there, but he was better than people gave him credit for. "Well, actually, I've been training my girls to get tougher so that they can perform better."

"... That's it?" Soun asked, his eye twitching. "You've been wasting time training pokégirls, when you could've been getting new ones!?"

Ranma shrugged. "Best way to get more is to train what you have to be better than what's out there." He blinked as he saw Nabiki nod, before picking up a spiked mace and look like she was about to brain her brain-dead father.

Soun blinked his eyes in surprise. Frowning he said, "What kind of retarded idea is that!?"

Ranma blinked, before frowning. "You know... If you want me to lose more often, you could have just said so."

"Hey!" Soun shouted. "You're not going to lose! You're Ranma Sextome! With that crack-team of Rare and STRONG pokégirls I let you keep, you should be able to take on ANY challenger!"

"Yeah... And that prick with the magic pokégirls nearly beat me because his girls never had to worry about getting hit." This version of Soun was starting to irritate him. Apparently he was irritating Nabiki as well, since she took out her claws and looked about ready to pounce on her father and make a meal out of him.

...And not a meal in the sexual sense.

Soun sat back. "But he didn't beat you, did he?" Soun asked. "You're a on the road to being a HAREM MASTER! You shouldn't have to worry about anything! With your pokégirls and reputation, you'll be invincible!"

Ranma rubbed his forehead. This guy was making him look humble, not an easy task in any sense of the word. "Now listen-"

"No, you listen, Sextome!" Soun shouted angrily. "Your job is to go out and find either women about to crossover into threshold and turn them into pokégirls, or beat up on other tamers and steal me their rare and powerful pokégirls. Is that CLEAR!?" Soun roared.

Ranma's eye twitched at hearing that. "Riiight... I'll see you later..." He said, mentally adding 'not'. He then hung up the phone and sat down on the bed. "Kami-sama... What did my other self do here?"

(-)

Soun gawked at the blank screen. Sextome hung up on him!? "Who does that little punk think he is!?"

"Maybe he was busy? He was all sweaty." Nabikitty said from behind the old bastard her lovable old man.

Soun nodded. That was possible. Slowly he said, "And Nabikitty..."

"Yes?" She asked, slightly irritated. Did she EVER hate that name!

"Even with the phone call on, your image WAS slightly reflected..." He turned to her with a deep frown. "I saw all that!"

Nabikitty blinked. "Uh oh..." Now what the hell was this bastard going to do to her?

Soun smirked. "Perhaps you'd like a trip to the Parthenogenesis Chamber? And help us make some Kitten pokégirls to sell?"

Nabikitty paled and shook her head, holding up her hands. "No, no, no, no."

Soun considered it. "But then you'd be too busy to do my taxes, wouldn't you?"

The Kitten pokégirl nodded. "Um, yeah..."

Soun nodded. "Yes... But you still need to be punished..." He thought about it for a moment and snapped his fingers. "Perhaps I should discipline you like I did when you and your sisters were kids." He patted his hands along his lap. "Lay down!"

Nabikitty winced, but did as told. It would be better than her having kittens, at least in her opinion.

Soun looked at his daughter laying across his lap and nodded. Grabbing the back of her shorts, he pulled them down to the middle of her thighs, her cute Kitten buns revealed to him.

Nabikitty winced. Now she was in for it.

Raising a hand high, Soun them brought the flat palm down on her ass with a loud,

*WHAP*!

Nabikitty winced. That stung, but she could handle it.

*WHAP*!

That was a little harder than before, but nothing she couldn't handle, being a pokégirl and all.

*WHAP*!

*WHAP*!

*WHAP*!

Nabikitty grit her teeth as her father continued to spank her ass. Damn it, if she didn't know better, she'd say she was getting turned on by this.

*WHAP*!

*WHAP*!

*WHAP*!

Nabikitty shuddered and mewled pathetically, feeling her juices start to flow. "D-damn it..." She moaned as her father spanked her. Darned jerk was doing this just to get her worked up, and she knew it.

*WHAP*!

*WHAP*!

*WHAP-KRI-CRACK*!

"ARGH! MY HAND!" Soun shouted as he held up his bruised hand, fingers out of alignment. "Darn osteoporosis!"

Nabikitty groaned and whimpered. She was so turned on, and he had to go and break his hand on her butt. Which was quite hard, considering how freaking soft her rear really was. "...That dumbass..." Nabikitty thought as her father moaned and whimpered about his brittle bones.

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Ranma looked at the blank vid-screen and shook his head. "Man, that Soun's a jerk," He mumbled irritably.

There was a soft thud behind Ranma, causing the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer to turn around. On the floor was Sheila, trembling slightly.

Ranma blinked his eyes and walked right over to the fallen pokégirl. "Sheila?" He asked as he kneeled next to her, his hand gently placed on her shoulder. "Sheila? Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry Master, but..." She trailed off, looking down. She could still remember what Soun had said to her after he had seen her for the first time. Not to mention that Sextome had turned her into a Pokégirl when she was human before.

The pigtailed Tamer frowned. "But what?" He rubbed her shoulder gently. "What are you sorry about?"

She looked at him, her eyes showing some fear and sadness. "But I got scared when I saw him. When he saw me for the first time, he said that he couldn't sell me for fifty slc. And then old master said that no one would ever willingly take me off of his hands."

Ranma frowned and hugged Sheila tightly. Damn it. These people really drilled into his poor Shaguar's head that she wasn't any good. Damn it! She was great! Ranma would never give her up for anything if he had his way.

The Shaguar trembled slightly in her master's arms. From the way he was hugging her tightly, he had to be upset. "I'm sorry," She whispered to him, hoping he wasn't mad at her.

"Nothing to be sorry about," Ranma told her. "It's not your fault those idiots don't know a wonderful pokégirl when they see one." He hugged her a bit tighter. "If anything, I got lucky when I got you as one of my pokégirls."

She sniffled and hugged him back. "Really?" She asked in wonder. No one had ever told her, other than her current master, that she was worth anything at all.

"Really," Ranma said seriously. Looking the Shaguar in the eyes, he told the pokégirl, "I can't think of any pokégirls outside of my harem that are any better than you. You're one of the best! A real treasure."

The Shaguar could feel herself blushing at that. "Master..." She nearly whined out, feeling embarrassed at what he was saying to her.

"What, Sheila?" Ranma asked as he kneeled on the floor, still hugging her.

She looked down, pouting slightly. "You're embarrassing me."

Ranma smiled, seeing Sheila was no longer thinking of herself as nothing. "I am?" He asked teasingly.

She nodded, blushing. It was weird, since pokégirls weren't supposed to be able to blush in embarrassment. Then again, not too many tamers gave their pokégirls consideration and kindness.

Ranma smiled at the blush. "I can't help it. You're just so cute!" He said as he leaned forward, kissing her on the lips. His hands moved up to her shoulders and was starting to pull her ice-colored one-piece down her body.

The Shaguar moaned into her master's kiss. The way he was treating her helped her forget about her fears, her doubts, her insecurities, and just revel in the moment.

Ranma smiled as Sheila started to get into the kiss. Pulling the top half of her outfit down to her abdomen, Ranma stopped hugging the Shaguar so he could massage her pert furry tits.

Sheila closed her eyes, moaning deeply into the kiss as her master had his way with her chest. Helping him out slightly, she thrust her chest into his hands, practically squealing in delight as he moved his thumb and forefinger to pinch and squeeze her nipples.

Breaking the kiss, Ranma grinned at Sheila. "For an Ice-type, you're such a hotty," He said meaningfully as his hands pulled on her nipples.

Purring and moaning as her master played with her body, the Shaguar smiled in thanks to her master. "You mean it?" She asked, her eyes practically shining in happiness.

Nodding his head, Ranma said, "I do. You warm up nicely, and your smile is so bright." Giving her left tit a particularly rough squeeze, he teased, "You should be a Fire-type pokégirl."

Groaning slightly, Sheila pouted. "But I'm an ice-type." She said, nuzzling him slightly with her head.

"And a very cute one at that," Ranma said with a grin. "A very cute Ice-type who deserves a Taming," The pigtailed Tamer added.

"Really?" Sheila asked, perking up and smiling at him.

"Really," Ranma said as he let go of her breasts. Standing up, Ranma was already undoing the sash to his belt. He let his pants fall to around his knees with his boxers, his limp manhood already starting to harden. "Come on, Sheila," He said as he started unbuttoning his shirt. "Have a nice taste."

The Shaguar smiled and licked her lips, before crawling forward slightly. Grabbing his manhood with one hand, she gave it a long lick, before kissing the head. "Mmmm..."

Smiling down at Sheila, Ranma let the Shaguar go at her own pace for the time being. Taking off his shirt. he dropped it to the floor.

Purring as her master stripped, the Shaguar kissed and licked until Ranma's man-meat got hard. Purring, she opened her mouth and bobbed her head down on his shaft.

Ranma groaned happily as Sheila treated him to some excellent mouth-work. The vibrations felt like heaven to Ranma and he wanted her to continue. Placing his hands on Sheila's head, he used his fingers to scratch behind her ears.

Practically mewling around her master's cock, Sheila's tail wagged behind her as she continued to bob her head up and down. Mentally smirking, the petite pokégirl took her right hand to Ranma's nut-sack and gave him a squeeze there. Not enough to be painful, but enough to give him pressure and pleasure at the same time.

Gritting his teeth, Ranma moaned in pleasure from Sheila's oral pleasing and ball-squeezing. He then surprised her as he used his hands to push her head closer, forcing her to deep-throat him; her nose in his pubic hair.

Blinking slightly as she found her nose practically against Ranma's hips, Sheila could feel her master's tool in the back of her throat, pushing down into her deeply. Purring, the Shaguar moved her rough tongue up and down the underside of Ranma's member, before moving it from side to side.

"Oh Sheila..." Ranma groaned happily. Damn, was Sheila ever getting into this. He would try to hold on for as long as possible, but cats seemed to give the best blow-jobs, what with their rough tongues and purring that could vibrate his cock.

Purring more as it seemed her master was enjoying this, Sheila nuzzled her nose into his pubic hair, moving her head back and forth slightly while her tongue continued to move up and down and side to side on the inside of her mouth. Squeezing his nut-sack, Sheila rolled his testicles between her fingers. She was careful not to put too much pressure on him down there, as that would hurt him, and she didn't want that.

Ranma groaned louder, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he bucked his hips involuntarily. "Sh-Sheila!" He groaned. "Gonna... I'm gonna..."

Purring, Sheila pulled her head back slightly, before putting her free hand on Ranma's shaft and stroking him, hoping to get her master off and his yummy, sticky and warm seed into her mouth and down into her belly.

That did it. Moaning louder, Ranma placed his hands atop of Sheila's head again for balance as he came; his thick creamy load blowing into Sheila's awaiting mouth.

Sheila purred as her master came in her mouth. It was just so tasty that she couldn't help but swallow it.

Ranma panted a bit, his hands now stroking Sheila behind her ears again. "Good, GOOD pokégirl... That was awesome, Sheila."

Sheila purred and after a few more minutes of stroking her master's cock, just to make sure that she got all of his seed, the Shaguar pulled her mouth off of his tool and looked at him. "Really?" She asked, her tail wagging behind her as she smiled at him. "You're tasty master."

Ranma nodded. "Really..." Smirking, He practically scooped Sheila up in his arms, cradling her.

The petite pokégirl purred and nuzzled her master's chest. "You're so nice," She mewled out to him.

Ranma smiled and kissed Sheila on the forehead. "Thank you. And besides," He grinned. "Hard not to be nice to such a sweet pokégirl," He told Sheila as he laid her down on the bed. Grabbing the rest of her outfit, he pulled the one-piece down her legs and off of her body.

Sheila mewled and purred as her master looked over her body. "Do you like it?" She asked, slightly afraid, all those memories of her old master and Soun degrading her came back to her.

Smiling comfortingly, Ranma told her, "I do. It's such a sexy little body." Grinning, he brought his hand forward to rub her belly.

Smiling at her master's words, Sheila mewled in delight as her master gave her extra special attention and rubbed her belly. "M-Master..." She moaned, feeling herself get even more turned on by the incredibly good treatment.

Hearing Sheila call for him by title, Ranma asked, "What is it, Sheila?" His hand was still rubbing her belly as she squirmed

"Feels so good." She moaned, squirming more. It wasn't well-known, but cat-type pokégirls really could get into it if someone would rub their belly. Similar to how cats of old loved it when their owners would rub and pet their bellies.

Ranma smiled. He knew Sheila's point was in the base of her tail, but she seemed to love the attention to her belly. So, keeping it up, Ranma continued to gently rub that cute Shaguar's abdomen.

The Shaguar squirmed and moaned more. "M-Master... Please..." She groaned, bucking her hips slightly. Ranma looked at her and smirked, he could easily see her clit poking out. "Please?" She whimpered at him.

Ranma smiled. "Please what, Sheila?" He asked teasingly as he continued to rub her belly.

"Tame me?" She moaned, squirming and thrashing in pleasure.

"Sure," Ranma said as he smiled down at her. Taking his hand off of Sheila, he then climbed up onto the bed with her, getting between the uber-cute pokégirl's legs.

Sheila looked at him and mewled, bucking her hips upwards slightly. "Purrrrlease Master?"

"Sure," Ranma told her as he held onto her hips. Rubbing the head of his erection at Sheila's moist slit, Ranma then plunged right on into his pokégirl.

Sheila closed her eyes and groaned, feeling her master's tool fill her up. "Uh... So big." She whimpered, thrashing slightly.

"Nice and tight," Ranma said appraisingly as he went into Sheila's pussy. When he was in the Shaguar to the hilt, Ranma ground his hips into hers, giving her a better feel of his cock.

Her eyes closed in pleasure, Sheila tilted her head back and reciprocated her master's motions, grinding her hips into his, before wrapping her furry legs around his waist. "Feels so good." She moaned, before pulling her hips back slightly and then thrusting upwards.

Ranma smiled and got the idea. He began to pull back as Sheila did so, and then thrust forward when she did, causing the little Shaguar's body to jolt as this caused him to go even further into her pokégirl pussy.

Gasping, Sheila opened her eyes and smiled, groaning in pleasure as her master grabbed her right breast, massaging it. "Please? Hold me close and love me?" She asked, mewling in delight as Ranma thrust forward extra hard.

Ranma nodded his head and acted upon Sheila's request. Laying forward and atop of Sheila, his arms wrapped around, holding her tightly. As he hugged her, he continued to pound his member back and forth in her sopping-wet pussy.

The Shaguar groaned and hugged her master back, bucking her hips in time with his own thrusting. Her legs tightened around his hips before her tail wrapped around him, rubbing his butt as he thrust in and out of her. "So good..." She breathed out.

Ranma nodded his head and caught Sheila's lips with his own, his tongue invading her mouth as his hands gripped her butt. All the while, he started to thrust his hips harder and faster.

Sheila moaned into the kiss, her tail rubbing Ranma's rear faster and more frequent than before as she pounded back against her master's cock as best she could. She squealed in delight as Ranma squeezed her pert butt tightly with his hands. In return, Sheila pushed her chest into Ranma's, her hard nipples digging into his skin.

Ranma grinned. Sheila was doing her best to hold on, and that made him proud. He intended to give her quite the explosive orgasm for her good behavior.

Sheila groaned, her legs and arms tightening around her master's body as she got closer to orgasm. She was trying to hold on for her master's sake, but he was just so good, that he got her going easily. The fact that she was attention starved and her master would give her extra attention really was able to get her motor running.

Ranma smiled at Sheila's purring and continued thrusting as hard as he could. He brought a hand from her ass and around as to pinch and tease her clit as best he could while it was sandwiched between him and Sheila's bodies.

Gritting her teeth, the pokégirl looked at her master passionately. "M-Master... Cumming soon.. Please... Cum too?" She asked, mewling in pleasure.

Grunting in response, Ranma nodded his head and began bucking his hips even faster, trying to get himself off.

Sheila shuddered, her sopping cunt drenching both hers and Ranma's hips in her juices. "M-Master... Cumming..." She mewled, her body thrashing as she tightened her arms around Ranma's shoulders, trembling with the need for release.

Ranma grit his teeth. With one last powerful thrust, Ranma went as far into the Shaguar as he could go, his cock spasming as it blew its load into Sheila's Shaguar womb.

Screaming loudly, Sheila lost it, her pussy tightened tremendously around Ranma's cock, squeezing and milking him for all she was worth. Her arms tightened around her master's shoulders as his hot, sticky, creamy substance filled her "So... Good." She managed to breath out, her body shaking in pure rapture.

Ranma smiled and moved his head down to kiss Sheila's neck as the Shaguar trembled in his arms.

Moaning, Sheila groaned as she felt herself start coming down from orgasm. "M-Master... That felt so good," She breathed to him.

Looking into Sheila's eyes, Ranma smiled at the precious pokégirl. "Yeah... It really was, Sheila. You were an excellent pokégirl." He gave her yet another kiss.

Sheila moaned into the kiss, her tail rubbing her master's legs as she squirmed under him. "Thank you," She breathed out between kisses.

Ranma smiled. "No, thank you. You were so good." He kissed her again.

Sheila mewled into the kiss, purring happily. "You're too kind to me," She said, nuzzling his cheek with her own.

Ranma smiled even more. "No. I could never be too kind."

The Shaguar didn't say anything, she just continued to nuzzle her master's cheek with her own. Purring, she tightened her legs that were still wrapped around his hips, mumbling out how she never wanted to lose him.

"And you won't ever," Ranma told her sweetly.

"Thank you," She whispered to her master, cuddling him. "Wanna cuddle." She said, yawning.

Looking at his Shaguar, Ranma smiled. "Of course." He hugged her gently as he rolled over, so Sheila could be on top.

The Shaguar purred and cuddled her master. "Love you," She said to him, before kissing him on the lips gently.