Author Notes

While the first part of this story was edited a little by me it was guest written by Takao-kun. Who you may remember did the April's Fools chapter for Tamer Gothic – Novice. He's also given some more ideas on how to make this story funnier. If he carries on like this he'll be co-writing this thing with me.

That said I still do need Tamers for this story. They don't have to be well thought out characters I just need a few for Tamer Gothic to battle with. Don't be shy people as I don't have to mention your fan fiction name. Even if just want to throw an idea at me then go ahead. I suck at ducking LOL.

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Joe Lawyer

Well I hope it wasn't too much like a cheap porno. I'd like to think I'm better than that.

Takao-kun wrote part of the scene with the security guys going through his stuff. I added what you called Equipment Envy to make it even funnier. And you are right Tamer G could use more toys but with his Blood Gifts he just not motivated to learn how to use stuff like that. Plus with Illyria around he's one of the safest people in the world as he has a goddess watching his back.

Misty won't get mad, well a little mad because he did do it on purpose, and she has that right, but I don't plan for her to hold a grudge as she is getting what she wants. And you're right she would be a good ally and fully intends to be.

It's actually better to tell her it's the ring because she's going to suspect it anyway and it's easy to believe that an old story got a few details wrong. Misty then wouldn't tell anyone about the ring because she wouldn't have gotten a baby with out it.

If anyone asks it is just a miracle and there's no proof otherwise. Anyone investigating won't even know who the Daddy is because she sleeps around. Besides this a world of mad science and magic, weird things happen.

Tamer Gothic

Part 14

Cabins – The Langoud

(Tamer Thomas's POV)

I locked the door to the room behind me as a grin spread across my face. Thanks to another of Gothic's relationship I once again had plenty of time and space to myself. Not long ago a small but rather cozy house had been made available to me rest up after a nasty bar fight, and now I had a whole cabin to myself.

The room wasn't that impressive compared to a hotel room of similar size. It had two double beds on opposites sides of the room, each bed was more than big enough for a Tamer and his most cuddly pokegirl. There was also a large dresser, two chairs around a small circular table, and by each bed was a cabinet that a small lamps resting on the top. As a Hunter as I was used to staying in places like this as the job didn't pay that well unless you got lucky enough to get a big bounty.

I took the bed farthest from the door and put my backpack down beside the bed while stripping off my gear.

Then as I often did I loaded my Large Caliber Elemental Pistol with an Electric Round and set it on the bedside table behind the lamp so it would be easy to grab but so noticeable to anyone entering the room. My 18 inch Combat Knife I placed under the pillow of the bed.

This might seem excessive to some, but it was smart given the level of danger I often found myself in. Plus I had just helped to take down an entire Team Rocket base, and while that group wasn't in the habit of sending assassins to kill people I really wouldn't put them past to make an exception this time.

I then my wallet, pokedex, and High Voltage Taser inside the drawer of the end table. Last of all I hung up my trench coat on one of the hangers in the closet and placed my Extendable Baton into a pocket on the inside my coat. I now had a number of weapons in key places around the room, this made me feel much safer.

Once that was all done I took a peek into the bathroom and took a few moments to get a feel for the size of it. It was small, but manageable. There were plenty of towels and washcloths on racks above the toilet, the shower/bathtub could hold two people provided they were very close, and around the metal sink were bottles of cheapo brand soap, shampoo, and conditioner. However really matter was that I was clean, very clean in fact, the cleaners on this ship must be very hard working pokes.

Going back to the bed I sat down and took off my steel toed boots. My hand then slided down to my belt and grabbed hold of my pokeballs. I release most of them one by one: Ceceila, Pamela, Karen, Catherine, Amber, and the Night Nurse. Tattletale, the Ka-D-Bra I added to my harem after that whole thing with the Dark Queen, I'd had to put in storage to make room for the Night Nurse. Tattletale would have been useful but for the last few days she had been complaining of headaches that were making it hard for her to focus. Besides I needed to bond with my newest pokegirl, the Night Nurse, and now was a good time as any.

Upon being freed Ceceila took a look around and then stretched, having me never seeing the inside of pokeball before meeting me, she didn't like the loss of time she experienced while in the pokeball. But for me she put up with it.

Pamela frantically looked around before seeing me and then calmed down. Despite all the time she'd spent in my harem, she still had the fear that one day she would be released and find that she had been stolen or sold off. I was still looking for the bastard that had fucked her, balled her, and sold her, but no matter how much time passed I would never give up the chase.

As for Karen she looked around at our room before scoffing, she then moved to the nearest wall, walked up the wall and went across the ceiling, finding the corner of the room farthest from everything else. She then started creating a webbed ledge to rest on.

Catherine looked around excited and started sniffing around the room searching every part of the room. Seeing Amber stretched out across the other bed, she decided to do a flying leap onto the bed and ended up bouncing Amber off with a "Meowrow!". Amber with a cheeky grin and a thrashing tail returned the favour and pounced onto Catherine. The two began play fighting and it was hard to decided to who was winning, then again given how much they enjoyed this sort of thing neither of them really wanted to win, so it didn't matter.

The Night Nurse looked around, saw me, and tackled me onto the bed I chosen to sleep in.

"Thomas!" she called out.

I released a breath of air as I collided with the bed and bounced once from the impact.

"I am so glad to see you! You have no idea what I been through since you left! I have felt so weird since I evolved. All these Tamers and their pokegirls that come in now are so annoying to deal with" she told me.

Rather than interrupt her I lay there on the bed with my head resting on the pillow as I watched her gush out the details of what had happened since we had last met.

"It was horrible" she said "All those Tamer that had used to ignore me because I was just another Nurse Joy, were suddenly tripping over themselves to try and get me into their harem, 'Oh look at my harem of evolved girls we got room for one more.', 'Look at my harem of sexy girls that are eager to have an orgy with you if you join us.', and 'I got a big dick and know how to use it, want to go a few rounds?' it was terrible".

I couldn't help but pity this poor poke.

"But they were all awful" she went on to say "I even took a Tamer to a private room and after his very disappointing performence I took the pokeball he intend for me and shoved it up his ass before enlarging it"

That made me wince as while that Tamer might have deserved it I could still empathise with their pain.

"Never would I have never even considered doing it before now, but violence is so easy for me now" the Night Nurse.

I gave a grin while flashing my teeth, and I knew she would fit in just fine with the rest of my 'girls.

Also she'd been straddling me while telling me all of this and appeared to be wearing the same outfit from the last time we met which was straining to contain her new measurements. It was normal of a poke to go up a cup size, or maybe more, when they evolved.

I could confirm this as my eyes were totally focused on the top that was straining to hold her larger bosom. All that stood between me and those breasts was one button, that was somehow staying in place. Between talking she'd been taking deep breathes to try to keep calm, and every time she had I'd expected the stubborn button to go flying off.

What made it worse was that she was pressing and rubbing her breasts against my chest, causing my jeans to become uncomfortably tight.

"Thank you for send Hunter Gothic and his Sorceress to get me. I was so worried that they were going to put me into storage or even lock me up because of the Tamer I'd hurt" she the said.

At this point she was so upset that she was crying to into my shoulder. To comfort her I patted her on the back with one had while running the fingers of my other hand through her long straight black hair. She had some pink streaks in her, it made for an interesting duality of colors, it was attractive.

"Listen . . . . " I started to say.

That was when I realized that I didn't even know her real name, back when she was still a Nurse Joy she'd had no problem with being called Joy and during the orgy following her evolution my mouth had been occupied with other things.

"I am so sorry, but during our previous time together I never got your name" I admitted.

Having dealt with many different pokes over the years I was prepare for a lot of different reactions, but I wasn't prepared for her to tear up more, while still smiling at me, and hugging me tighter. It was a very mixed reaction to say the least.

"They never asked for my name" The Night Nurse told me.

She was quiet and somber after making that statement, but after a while more words spilled from her mouth.

"All those Tamers that wanted me for their harems, they never asked for my name. When I was a Nurse Joy I was alright with being called Joy, but now I cant stand it. I am not her any more, and I cant even remember what my name was before I started working at the Pokecenter".

Not surprising really as Nurse Joys were use to being called Jo or Joyce I'd even met a few called Joanne, but most were just Joy

"Will you give me a new name for my new life?" the Nurse Night requested of me.

She then looked at me and I found myself lost in the black void of her eyes staring at the at her pure white pupil. It was like staring up at the full moon at night. After a while you don't see stars any more only a black night and a white moon that seems to be the only light in the endless dark.

I thought about what to name her for a few minutes before remembering what she was like the night she evolved seeing her in full armor and bladed wings, she had been a dark angel of victory dyring our battle with the Sanctuary Goths who had tried to kidnap me.

"Victoria. Your new name is Victoria, my dark angel of victory" I told her.

It suited her, it was a good strong name, one that had been used by Queen of the Blue League and of the nation it had once been.

"Vic-tor-ia" she sounded out as she tested out her new name.

She seemed to like it.

"Thank you, Thomas, now it is my turn to repay you." She whispered in my ear before one hand went down to the bulge in my jeans and began stroking it.

I quickly worked to take my belt off while looking around the room at my other girls. Cecelia was on the opposite bed with Catherine and Amber comforting them, as both of them had a nasty welt on their head. I was confused by this until I looked up and saw two dents in the ceiling. I would have said something to them but given what was happening I couldn't get the words out.

Pamela was laying on the floor precisely where a beam of sunlight was coming through the porthole to land on her bulb, while reading a booklet on all that was available on the ship. Karen had finished construction of her web ledge and was asleep by all appearances.

With my belt undone, Victoria wasted no time in a unzipping my jeans and pulling them down to my ankles followed by my boxer. Freeing my dick that she began cooing it over while I took my shirt off and threw it aside.

"Oh you are so happy to see me, but I am much happier to see you!" she moaned to my dick.

Using one finger she stroked down one side and up the other, while her other hand was cupping my balls as though weighing them on scale. She then gave them a gentle squeeze as though testing the ripeness of some fruit before purchase.

That was when her tongue came out and started under my balls with a slow lick that trailed up my dick before circling the head. The sensation threatened to send my eyes rolling into the back of my skull

"Oh, this is what has been missing, the smell, the taste, none of the other had it. Only you seem to have it, there is something . . . . Primal . . . . in you that calls to me." she uttered before diving back down.

She began licking up and down one side then the other side, top and bottom before sucking on it while pulling her lips up my dick until she reach the head and went back down. I attempted to place my hands on her head only for her to swat them aside before I could even touch her hair.

Knowing that I had no control over this I fell back onto the bed, as she began to moan. The vibrations were doing wonders to pleasure my dick. And now that she knew she had some control over me, she began sucking my dick with greater gusto than before.

I relaxed for a while, until I felt the stiffing of my dick just before my balls clenched and I rewarded Victoria's efforts with firing my semen into her mouth that she greedily swallowed. Even when she had done that she made sure I was clean, seemingly enjoying the taste of my seed.

The she began to strip out of her clothes and I kicked off my pants and boxers so I could move my legs. I then caught sight of my pokeballs on the belt, seven balls with 6 girls out and I felt like kicking myself, forgetting Sandra my Sexshrew, who was too shy to be out around most of the other 'girls.

I began to get off the bed, but Victoria was there with a hand on my chest.

"No reason to get up, just lay back down and let me do all the work." She was giving me a coy smile.

My eyes fell on her bountiful breast, that were finally free, they were right there for the taking, my hands twitched as they wanted to grab them, squeeze them, massage them, pinch them, and I wanted to suck on them, lick them, and after all that rest my head on them.

I took a deep breath and shook my head, I stared up at her into her eyes and focused my will.

"No Victoria, not right now. I have another girl that needs my attention right now. I will come back and all the rest of us will go at it until all of you drop, but she needs me now before we get started"

I stood up while grabbing Sandra's Pokeball from my belt. Victoria looked very much like a child that been given a taste of desert and then told she had to wait until after dinner for more.

However I remained strong, somehow, and I went over to my backpack pulled out a bucket, sponge, liquid soap, a tan tank top wrap, and tan loincloth. I would need them all.

As I headed for the bathroom I saw Victoria suddenly perk up as though having a good idea and she laid down beside Pamela to whisper something in her ear. No doubt it was a naughty idea.

Once in the bathroom I put the stuff down on the counter and poured the liquid soap into the bucket. I then turned on the shower, waited for it to heat up, and used it fill up the bucket. After that I turned off the shower, and placed the bucket on the toilet seat, once that was all done I dropped the sponge into the bucket. Finally I grabbed a washcloth from the rack and used it to wipe off my dick before tossing it aside.

Satisfied with my preparations I released Sandra who landed on the floor beside the door all curled up. She took a moment to become aware she wasn't stored in her pokeball any more before uncurling with a full body stretch and yawn.

Then after rubbing the sleep out of her eyes she noticed me, her eyes traveling down my form, before focusing on my throbbing dick, and with a cry of "Master!" she was up and ready for action. Which she demonstrated by stripping off her tan tank top wrap, and tan loincloth.

She was almost within my reach before she took notice of her surroundings. The shower/bathtub, the bucket on the toilet, or the sink; they all told her where she was and she backed up until she hit the door.

"The last time you were cleaned was back at Lavish Port Pokecenter and that was weeks ago." I stated while sitting down on the edge of the tub.

"Master is being cruel." she whined at me while one her hand moved down and began fingering her cunt.

Sandra like all Ground and Rock types never wanted anything to do with water as it weakened and disoriented them. But I only had to wait, her resolve would break long before mine did.

"No, Master, just refuses to Tame stinky girls that don't wash up." I said while lean back to give her full view of what awaited her.

She began pumping her hand in and out of her pussy in an attempt to get herself off, but it wouldn't help much as she needed Taming.

"Of course if you don't want a Taming I am sure any of the other girls would be very eager to take your place" I offered as a way out.

But really it was to spur her on. Allowing one of the other girls to take her private time with me, no she would never allow that. With a frustrated growl Sandra ceased her attempt to get to pleasure herself and grudgingly marched over to the bathtub. It took a moment to actually get in, but she was good pokegirl and would do what I wanted.

I stood up outside of the bathtub, reached over into the bucket pulled out the sponge and then squeezed out most of the water out. The sound of the water falling back into bucket of water causing her to flinch. And I ran the sponge across the top of her head she whimpered when water made contact with her hide.

However rather than complain she kept her eyes on the prize, she was watching my dick wave around in front of her as I worked on cleaning her. Her Head, shoulders, arms, and hands were cleaned with little difficulty. But when I went down her chest, so to give her breasts a thorough cleaning, her moans became much louder than the previous whimpers. I then worked down her stomach, and told her to turn around so I could get her back, this time she whimpered and it had nothing to do with the water.

I got to work on her back cleaning and massaging it. The water weaken her hide enough that I could actually massage her without needing power tools I ran the sponge over the back of her tail and then under tail causing it to raise up a little. After soaking the sponge I went to work between her legs slowly stroking the inside of her thighs on one side and then the other. Washing her rectum, before sliding the sponge into her cunt; she released a howling moan while pressing herself against the wall of tub for support. I worked the sponge to thorough clean her out, after all I wanted her all cleaned out before I put my dick in there.

She knew that too, and she also knew that when I did this would all be worth while.

(Line Break)

(Gothic's POV)

Battle Arena – The Langoud

When I'd met Thomas for lunch it was toss up between which of us looked worse due to all the sex, yet we were both just as happy. Lunch, which had involved a lot of coffee, had recharged our batteries rather nicely, and once it was done we'd picked up our 'girls from the on board Pokecenter.

My harem had done a number on each other. I'd found them all lying in a pile with their blankets and pillows. A Healing/Cleaning session had been in order as they badly needed it.

Now we were inside the ship indoor battle arena, and Thomas was showing off his skills.

"Pamela use Razor Leaf!"

His Boobisaur shot a flurry of sharp leaves at the catgirl she was fighting, knocking her on her ass as she tried to keep the leaves from hitting her in the face. Which had been a bad move by the catgirl as they'd hit in full force in the stomach.

"Again! Keep her down!" Thomas yelled.

Pamela shot another flurry of leaves at the prone catgirl who was even now trying to get back to her feet, and that was what saved her Pamela's leaves when low and the catgirl poke jumped.

Thoma's poke then snapped her vines at the catgirl without needing an order this time, and smacking her enemy across the face with one vine and the ass with another. The catgirl couldn't decide which vine to attack first, so instead she charged her foe.

"Oh, no you don't," said Thomas. "Pamela. Tackle, then use Vine Bondage!"

Pamela charged toward the catgirl in a burst of unexpected speed, and the two pokes connected. Two seconds later, Pamela had the catgirl tied up in her vines and held aloft in the air for all to see.

It was obvious the catgirl was starting to tire, but she was struggling fiercely in the Boobsaur's grip, but that just made the plant 'girl tighten her grip upon the feline.

"Lust Dust the bitch, then use your vines to wear her out," command Thomas as he sensed his victory approach.

Pamela released a spray of dust directly in the catgirl's face, this was anything goes battle so sex attacks were allowed.

Then two more vines which had both spouted from Pamela started sliding over the catgirl's helpless form caressing her body and sliding between her thighs. Slowly the catgirl's movements and sounds started to change into moans of pleasure as the Lust Dust took full effect

It didn't take long before the catgirl's mrowls of pleasure hit a fevered pitch and her body stiffened, before going completely slack in the vines.

"Tamer Thomas wins" the ref called out.

These matches were friendly warm ups in theory, but in reality a peaking order was being created. Tamers were studying each other. Alliances would be made and factions were all already forming.

But these were the younger Tamers who were doing battle, most of which were only here because they'd be sponsored by a Gym Leader after the Tamer had won their badge. Which was why I was here, as while I was not a novice these days, having had one hell of learning curve, I really wasn't a true veteran. That would hopefully change soon.

The more experienced, and therefore more arrogant Tamers, felt no need to test ourselves against these children. I knew this because I was doing the same thing. Although with me it had more to do with the fact that no one wanted to battle me.

"Gothic!" someone called out.

Or so I had thought.

I turned to see Gary, an old friend and enemy, who was sitting at the other end of the battle arena. I hadn't noticed him and he must have only just noticed me because he looked so mad that wouldn't have been able to contain himself had he seen me earlier.

"I challenge you to a salvage battle!" Gary then shouted out "I want your Dark Lady".

The whole arena went silent and everyone looked at me. If I said no I'd be branded a coward and people would dare to think that they crush me on a whim. But if I said yes I'd be placed high in the unofficial ranks simply for being brave, and if I won the lesser Tamers would fear to challenge me.

"I accept" I said.

Hopefully Gary hadn't improved, but if he had enough to beat me then I'd be rid of Callisto. It was win – win for me.

Well as long as Callisto didn't get free and end up slaughtering a bunch of people it was win-win.

I so had to win.