Tamer Gothic – Book 2 – The Shadow Lord
Part 6
Dig Site – The Kanto Region.
"Are you the Tamer known as Gothic?" the man at the edge of the dig site asked me.
I took out my 'dex, as did Thomas, so that the guard could confirm that we were indeed Tamers.
"Yes, sir. Tamer Gothic at your service," I said with a smile
He just stared at me while the two dog like pokegirl guards besides him gave me and Thomas a pair of amused grins. I got the impression that this guy had no sense of humour, and that they found it amusing when other people discovered that.
"Right" the guard was now saying, as he handed us back our 'dexs "Go check in with the science team, it's the tent with..."
"All the people in lab coats hanging around" I finished
The big guy didn't seem to mind that I just cut him off. He barely gave a grunt as Thomas and I walked past him. Clearly he was not happy to be here so I felt it wise not to bother the man with pointless questions. Also he had a rifle so annoying him to much would just be down right insane.
The camp was mostly just one long stretch of dirt road and lots tents with pokégirls running among them. It was all rather as I had expected.
What I hadn't expected was the giant pit that had a variety of pokégirls working in it. Some had pickaxes and others had shovels. A few very big pokegirls had huge wheelbarrows for taking dirt and rocks away.
Overall it looked more like a quarry than an archaeological dig, but as I got closer I saw what was really going on. The roofs of different kinds of buildings were being exposed by the work effort. The actual archaeologically would begin once the people in lab coats could get inside those buildings. Until then it was all backbreaking labour.
Also there were more guards around the edge of the quarry; some were pokegirls, some were men. I then realised that the pokegirls doing all the heavy lifting were prisoners. Which explained the matching outfits that weren't at all sexy. Pokegirls liked to dress as individuals and to wear clothes that don't cover much up. Being forced to don outfits that didn't make them stand out was a punishment.
"Hello there?" a voice greeted.
I nearly suffered whiplash when I tried to get a good look at the man who was now standing beside me like he had appeared right out of thin air. He was wearing a lab coat but it didn't match his overall appearance. He was a big bloke with exceptionally hairy arms which could be seen since he'd rolled up the sleeves.
"So are you the tamer from a twentieth century version of Earth?" the rather buff nerd asked.
"The twenty-first" I corrected "but I was born in the twentieth so I'm very familiar with the pre-sukebe world".
Granted if the Revenge War had taken place in my world it would have happened while I was a child, but up until that point things had been or less the same.
The big man patted me on the shoulder and motioned across the big hole to a tent that was at least twice as big as the other tents.
"Let's discuss your assignment over there" the guy suggested.
Thomas and I followed after him to the big tent. We didn't speak the entire way as I kept looking down at all the pokegirls working like ancient slaves in the quarry. Well actually it wasn't that bad. There were no chains and no one had any whips, and as I looked them a few of the pokes stopped working and waved at my group. I waved back and then got some looks that made me feel like a piece of meat. Which made sense as these pokes had most likely been locked up for years.
"Don't worry they're all on a work programme for model prisoners so they won't hurt you" the buff nerd explained.
That said a few of them did look like they cause me pain, but not because they wanted to harm but because they'd lose control during a Taming. I was clued into this because a couple of them were practically drooling at the sight of Thomas and I.
"This is good for them" my guide went on to say "They get fresh air, some exercise, and time off their sentences. They'd like to get Tamed by someone like you as don't get to see many men in prison, and you can if you like. None of them are dangerous. The guards only care that they don't run off and turn Feral in the wilderness".
Given that I had a full harem I didn't have the energy to Tame other pokegirsl, but I didn't mention that as I might change my mind later as there were some interesting pokes around here.
"So we need you to do a little labour," the big scientist told me as he brushed back the opening of the white tent "At least to start with. We really want you here to examine our finds, but we haven't found anything yet, so we're going to put you and your pokes to work, but not in the pit".
The inside of the tent look more like a warehouse then a lab. The place was littered with boxes and furniture. I guessed that were still setting things up. Which meant I'd have been better off coming here later on, but I had to leave soon in order go to the Shadow Islands, so really it was now or never.
"All those sluts in the quarry, and we're still behind schedule" a rather plain looking female egghead complained from behind a computer.
I detected just a hint of venom of her voice and I knew that this was one of the women who hated pokegirls because since they were a lot sexier than she was. Envy could do nasty things to people.
"The only good thing is that money is no issue so we can hire some tamers like you" the human woman was saying "The sluts are all strong. You shouldn't trouble since you just need to supervise your whores".
While it was true that pokegirls were stronger than men, and Kara was three times mightier than me, I did not intend to sit around and let them do all the work. I would be down in the dirt right alongside them.
"You guys can always use the extra cash" the male egghead was now saying "I remember my first few weeks. Between starving and all the sex I nearly died".
So he'd been a Tamer then. But he wasn't a pokegirl researcher like Professor Oak. I wondered what made him change careers.
"Actually I'm okay for money" I told the two science loving folk "but my 'girls are magic users so they won't be as much help with the manual labour as you might think".
The buff nerd nodded in the understanding but his college didn't seem to understand what I was trying to say.
"All your sluts work or you don't get paid" she said "They've got arms and they can use them".
I didn't care about the money, I had a rich wife however Thomas didn't so I was going to walk away, even if I did really want to.
"Right let me take you to your worksites and explain what's going on" the buff geek said.
Thomas and I followed the man, and as we walked he explained exactly why so much effort and money was being put into making so many giant holes in the ground.
(Line Break)
Dig Site – Kanto Region.
"You're seriously going to make us do manual labour?" Kira remarked as we examined our work area "but Master, I might chip a nail".
As promised we weren't in the pit. Rather my group and Thomas's had been assigned to what I thought was a proper archaeological dig. The area my group was going to dig up was one of many rectangle patches of dirt that were surrounded by blue string there were kept in place by pegs. Now I felt like I was guest starring in Time Team.
"We're a harem of magic users" Raven argued "and your not even an archaeologist".
In her defence we had been under the impression that we'd be guarding the site and protecting people from Ferals that we might get to catch. Not digging in the dirt. Plus they had to wear grey overalls and none of my pokegirls liked to cover up too much. Even Raven, who was modest for a poke, liked to show off her legs when she could.
"I know it's not ideal" I told my harem of lovely pokegirls "but I already agreed to spend a few days here and this could be fun. We might find even treasure if we...".
"Treasure!" Babs, my crazy Trixiem shouted out as she got to work without delay.
Sadly her efforts went to waste as all the dirt and rocks she moved were just transferred from one side of the dig to the other, and more than a little landed on me. This act caused the rest of my harem to start giggling.
"Babs!" I shouted.
It didn't work so I raised my voice even louder.
"Babs!".
Apparently I needed more volume. That or she was purposely trying to wind me up.
"Babs!" I screamed, finally getting her attention "The dirt has to go in a pile so it can be taken out of the hole. You're just making a mess".
She gave me a sheepish grin and then started to slowly fill a nearby wheelbarrow with the dirt.
"You can either work or stay in your pokegirls" I told the rest of the harem.
The pokes all looked at each other.
"Will you take your t-shirt off?" Kara asked
"I can rub some sun tan lotion so you don't get burned" Raven offered.
I did as requested and my harem all smiled.
"Okay get to work ladies" I ordered.
They all grabbed a tool and jumped into the hole.
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Dig Site – Kanto Region.
As I worked I sang.
Brothers of the mine rejoice!
Swing, swing, swing with me;
Raise your pick and raise your voice!
Sing, sing, sing with me;
Down and down into the deep
Who knows what we'll find beneath?
Diamonds, rubies, gold and more,
Hidden in the mountain store!
Born underground, suckled from a teat of stone,
Raised in the dark, the safety of our mountain home!
Skin made of iron, steel in our bones,
To dig and dig makes us free
Come on brothers sing with me!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
The sunlight will not reach this low,
Deep, deep in the mine;
Never seen the blue moon glow
Dwarves won't fly so high!
Fill a glass and down some mead!
Stuff your bellies at the feast!
Stumble home and fall asleep,
Dreaming in our mountain keep!
Born underground, grown inside a rocky womb,
The earth is our cradle; the mountain shall become our tomb!
Face us on the battlefield; you will meet your doom,
We do not fear what lies beneath;
We can never dig too deep!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
Born underground, suckled from a teat of stone,
Raised in the dark, the safety of our mountain home!
Skin made of iron, steel in our bones,
To dig and dig makes us free
Come on brothers sing with me!
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
With great effort I slammed the pickaxe into a giant rock and then valiantly tried to free the trapped tool that I gotten stuck in the solid earth. I planted my foot on the rock and pulled which allowed me to liberate the tool.
I then glanced around the hole my harem and I were currently digging in
By some miracle my 'girls had actually gotten some work done without even using magic.
"You know when I decided to get myself a Tamer I imagined there be a lot more battling and Taming" Raven was saying to Kara "I like the adventures we have and Master's smart enough to get us out of danger, but I never thought I'd up being used as slave labour".
Given that we'd been at his for about an hour she had no real reason to complain. Besides I'd be happy to ball her if she needed a rest.
"I was hoping to be more of a sex slave" Kara told her Harem-Sister "He got the slave part right, but this isn't sexy. I'm not even stripped down to my underwear".
Sometimes I thought that pokegirls forgot that while humans don't have enhanced senses that doesn't mean we're deaf.
"You're not slaves" I said to my alpha and beta "Slave don't get paid".
Kira heaved her shovel over her shoulder and then moved strands of her hair out of her eyes.
"Paid my ass" she complained "they'll give you all the money".
That was correct. Tamers actually got the money for the work a harem did. Which in my view was not fair.
"Yes and when they pay me then I will give you your share" I told her "Have you ever known me not to reward your hard work".
Kira smiled before saying.
"Yeah you are nice to us".
However that was not the end of the debate.
"But is it worth it?" Raven asked as she slammed her pickaxe into the ground "I mean this is a lot of work for just money".
Since I knew this would just end in an argument I decided to start singing the dwarf song again.
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, diggy diggy hole
I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole
Diggy diggy hole, digging a hole
Then I bent down to pick a rock and I noticed that what I thought was stone was actual a piece of dirty metal. That made me wish I still had Isabella around as her kind of pokegirl could sniff out metals like gold and silver. She'd at least be able to tell me if this metal was worth anything.
"I found the roof" Babs informed everyone.
From what I understood we were digging up a city that had for some reason sank into the ground and somehow gotten covered with soil. Perhaps during the Revenge War. Our job was dig down and find the roof. Once that was exposed the building could be entered.
Assuming of course that the whole place was safe to enter. However that wasn't up to me to decide.
"Go and tell one of the geeks that we found the roof" I ordered Raven "the rest of us need to keep working until dinner. We've got a lot of crap to shift out of the way before anyone can get inside.
We kept working until it got dark and then we quit for the day so that other people could cover the hole we'd dug with big sheets so that all the work we'd done wouldn't be ruined it rained tonight.
(Line Break)
Dig Site – Kanto Region.
I'd never eat a life form that could think for itself, but also I didn't want to spend the rest of my life eating things like noodles and tofu. I needed some real meat. Bits of fish just weren't doing it for me any more.
On the plus side I had an endless supply of yummy milk thanks to Kara's massive jugs so I wouldn't go to bed with a rumbling belly.
After the world's strongest nerd had show to me to a small tent with the healing machine in it and showing me how to use it so I could put my 'girls through a quick healing and cleaning cycle.
Then I was directed to another collection of tents that contained the other Tamers.
"Try to ignore the noise, all the Noob Tamers are so horny that they barely come up for air" my guide informed me "unlike you they don't care about the work. I don't know why they think we'll pay them for just being here".
What could people expect when a hormone filled fourteen year old boy gets given a horny pokegirl. I couldn't even judge as the second thing I'd done with Thundercat after getting her was to shag her rotten.
"I'm going to got set up my tent" I told the male scientist, whose name I still hadn't been given "I guess I'll see you in the morning".
The sounds I heard varied from grunts to a whip cracking that was followed by muffled screaming. I was a little worried about pokegirl abuse, but I knew that some pokes actually enjoyed being whipped and there were types that were so tough that they would barely feel it. Besides I spanked all of my girls and paddled a few as well, it hurt them but they actually requested punishments from time to time.
However while a lot of the tents were occupied, not everyone was having fun of the sexy kind. A bunch of guys and a single human girl were having a barbecue and they had actual meat.
"What are you cooking" I asked one of the lads.
"Kangasscunt meat" was the reply "We all got them as starter girls".
Before judging I decided to look up that type of poke.
KANGASSCUNT (aka BANGASSCUNT), the Delectable Dish Pokégirl
Type: Not Very Near Human, rare cases of Near Human
Element: Ground
Frequency: Common
Diet: Herbivore
Role: Food producer, Combatant
Libido: Average
Strong Vs: Electric, Fire, Poison, Rock, Steel
Weak Vs: Flying, Ice, Plant, Water
Attacks: Stomp, Earthquake, Gut Punch, Resonate, Thunder Tail, Takedown, Snarl, Soil Armor, Harden, Withdraw, Double Kick
Enhancements: Dismissible Armor, Toughness, Meat creation in pouch, Enhanced Strength (x3), Enhanced Speed and Agility (x3)
Evolves: None
Evolves From: None
I then selected the option to display more information and read the entry.
Many researchers assume that this marsupial based breed is one of the first battle type Pokégirls that Sukube created for his War of Revenge. Created to be feed his growing armies, the Kangasscunt was also suited for combat, and didn't have to be placed in the rear lines with Chickenlittles or Milktits.
Based on the Kangaroo, Kangasscunts are large Pokégirls, standing an average of eight feet tall, with a maximum of nine and a half feet, and no specimen of the breed has been seen below six and a half feet. Almost all of the breed are fully anthropomorphic having large digigrade feet attached to strong powerful legs, though their hands remain human shaped and dexterous. Full muzzles are the breed norm, and with the slight stooped stance of their bodies, no one mistakes the average Kangasscunt for a human. Due to being meat producers, most of the breed generally have a very 'well fed' look to them, and none can truly be called skinny unless they're starving.
All of the breed have long brown ears, standing up much like any of the Bunnygirl line, but not as long; as well as a massive thick tail, which is used for counterbalancing during their jumping gait, and can also be used as third leg to brace themselves from falling backwards or to help them deliver their powerful Double Kick move. Their large D cup breasts are proportional to their frame, and don't tend to bounce due to their firmness.
Rarely, a Kangasscunt is more human looking, though these cases are only seen with thresholders. Even when Near Human, a Kangasscunt still retains her long powerful digitigrade legs, her pouch, her thick tail and long ears. Universally, all fur found on the breed is a deep rust brown, though lighter coloration is sometimes noted on the stomachs of fully furred members of the breed.
An oddity among most other Pokégirls, Kangasscunts have difficulty walking, more likely to make short hops as they move. Tamers should be aware that this does not mean the breed is slow or easy to catch. This is because Kangasscunt's don't run, they leap across the ground at high speeds in a bounding two legged series of jumps.
They can move much faster than the fastest of humans and during the war, only those in what is now the Orange Island knew that these kangaroo Pokégirls were more dangerous than they seemed. In a single standing jump, a Kangasscunt can rival the leaps of the Cockadiddle line, though because they can't glide, their leaping distance is a bit shorter. It was this ability that allowed the breed to literally be 'death from above' in battle, despite the breed being ground types.
Kangasscunts are marsupial in appearance, with a pouch on their lower belly just below their navel. However, any child of the breed is carried to term in their womb and Pokékits or children are never kept in these pouches. Instead, the kangaroo Pokégirl's pouch acts almost as external fat storage. Adipose tissue filling the pouch first, and protein cells quickly consuming the energy to grow. The result, depending on when the product is harvested, is anything from a doughy 'egg' of cast-off fat, to a large thick 'egg' of pure muscle tissue. These 'eggs', are around a foot in diameter, though are usually oblong, and are quite delicious when partially or wholly meat, and the 'eggs' of fat are actually quite healthy to use as flavoring in other ways such as cooking oil or stews. Denizens of the Orange Islands still call the meat 'Roo' and survivors of the War claimed that the 'eggs' taste like the meat of Pre-Sukube kangaroos.
Due to their wide-spread use during the war, Kangasscunts are common in every league, since they were propagated for their meat, which has become a staple meat around the world. These large Pokégirls are herbivores, like the Milktit, though they tend to feed heavier on legumes and other plants that are high in protein. They require an extremely large amount of food, though if not harvested, their meat production slows, and the breed can easily become overweight.
Kangasscunts are somewhat difficult to Tame, since most like it deep and fast, but their large stature makes it hard for all but the most endowed of Tamers to satisfy them completely. Also, they tend to kick in the throes of passion, warranting the use of restraints for their legs during taming... or the Tamer winds up flying across the taming room when the Pokégirl experiences orgasm. Luckily, their pussy is large enough that it's easy to fist them to orgasm. Also, as they enjoy taking it anally more than most Pokégirls do, making that another option for a Tamer.
Overall, the breed is quiet and seems passive, though when their slow fuse is finally burned down, they become a fireball of anger. While not capable of entering into a true Rage, many a Harem sister has pushed this docile breed to the point of explosion, which often ends with the perpetrator ending up pounded. This makes the breed a bad choice for pushy Pokégirls like the Domina or Dark Lady, because while the Kangasscunt is slow to anger, they're also a bit slow to calm down. Often wanting to 'settle' the matter with their fists and feet.
The kangaroo Pokégirls are moderately popular with Tamers, but with their taming needs and their constant meat production, most Tamers pass on having this breed in their Harem. Those who do have a Kangasscunt usually keep one for the food and for their battle skills. Their more impressive ability is their Soil Armor technique, allowing them to gather sand, soil, or small rocks and harden them together into full body armor. While this technique usually shows up as plates covering the more vital areas, some enterprising Kangasscunts have been known to mimic other armor styles, such as a Battle Angel's armor or that of an Armsmistress or Samurai, modified to fit their own unique body shape, of course.
Ferals of the breed tend to seem docile, roving in loose packs called 'mobs' and foraging on choice vegetation while raising any Pokékits they may have. Predatory Pokégirls looking for an easy meal often steer clear of them, since the breed is more likely to gang up on a predator than it would be to pull a Giltlectric and offer up their 'eggs' to harassing predators. When trying to capture a feral, a Tamer's best option is to attack with Flying, Ice, Plant, or Water types, and attempt to corner one away from the mob. Tamers could keep watch on the rest of the mob, though, as sometimes the wily Pokégirls circle around and attempt to 'save' their trapped sister.
Human girls who threshold into Kangasscunts are often dismayed at their complete loss of human features, though the rare few who become Near humans do not fare much better. Most are sold off to farms, where they spend the rest of their days helping with chores and producing meat for the general populace to eat.
In this region the Milktit was a common starter 'girl as they were common. However since this group of Tamers had strange accents I'd never heard before, so I guessed that they came from a far away region were ranches mostly raised Kangasscunts rather than Milktits.
Also I had been craving meat and the stuff cooking was pretty close.
"How much for a burger?" I inquired.
"Depends. What you got to trade?" the leader of this group of Tamers asked in reply.
Before answering I gave the matter some thought.
"I've got some credits" I said "not much but enough for a burger".
Actually I had a lot of credits but there was no need to show off or even tempt them into stealing from me. With that in mind I haggled a little and got my burger.
For the first time in months I got to sink my teeth into real meat. It was heavenly and once my tent was set up I'd get to wash it down with some yummy breast milk.
Life was good.