Second Chances

by KingWebbly

Golden sand and crystal ocean water didn't typically follow headlights and shearing metal. Waking up on a beach was stressful enough but being in a world so familiar yet so different was another story. I had to bunker down and get to work. Second chances don't come often and I wasn't letting mine go to waste! Rated M for sexual suggestive content, swearing, and violence. SI, Anthr

7. Manors on Display!

Hey all! Super, super, super sorry for the lack of an update. A round of flu took me down first and then job obligations took me out for even longer! I tried to make this chapter extra long and special for the wait!

It does raise a question though: Do you prefer shorter chapters with more frequent updates or longer chapters with longer update cycles? Lemme know how you all feel.

I do not own Pokemon.

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"Pannnnnnchammmmm!" The sound of a boulder being punctured met our ears as Pancham pulled off another successful Comet Punch. It was a few days after my capture of Pancham and recruiting Rotom. Training had been intense at Pancham's request. She had already learned Work Up and Karate Chop. When she wasn't training she seemed to be working out, I had caught her multiple times either doing reps of various exercises. I was a little concerned if she was overworking herself until Rotom explained that Fighting Types often display these traits while in captivity. I was hesitant to admit it was okay but well…

"That was a full 5% increase in power! It seems her physical toning has a direct impact on her attack output!" Rotom displayed her tracking data for Pancham as she ran over to us for praise. I don't know if it was a Fighting Type thing but the constant workouts had really toned Pancham's body. She was still soft in some but I could see the beginnings of cut muscle. Her stomach was beginning to display a set of abs and her butt had had filled out from the squats she was doing. "Her muscle mass has improved at least 10% since her capture. Too bad all that effort can't fill out her chest." I saw Pancham pout and get a little red in the face. Reap what you sow Rotom… "I suppose not all of us can be blessed with such amazing abilities like me. Oh maybe someday you'll be more than a washboa- ACK!" The ghost was abruptly cut off as Pancham smashed her into the ground with a Karate Chop. I would have been concerned if Rotom's body didn't naturally improve the durability of my phone.

"Well I would say she's certainly Scrappy." I said with a smirk as Rotom floated up in a daze.

"Ughhhhh, kiss it better?" I rolled my eyes and turned back to Pancham. She was looking up with expectant eyes. She was always looking for praise after her training and I never could find a reason to deny her. I rubbed the top of her head as she hugged my chest.

"You've been working really hard. Great job, but now it's time for rest, yeah?" I pulled her pokeball as she smiled. I returned her and scanned for the others. Cutiefly and Vulpix had been doing some solo training but it seems they had descended into a spar. Cutiefly was sporting some frostbite on her hands and legs and Vulpix was twitching and bleeding from a Stunning Wind. I frowned as I took in the scene. Cutiefly was more than nimble enough to dodge Vulpix's ice and Vulpix was well aware of Cutiefly's signature combo. So what's causing the disconnect?

I decided to wave Rotom over and have her record. She got the video rolling right as Vulpix let an Aurora Beam. Cutiefly hovered in place holding her ground. Why isn't she dodging?! I thought before I realized what Cutiefly was training. Right at the last second Cutiefly attempted to dodge to the right with a quick buzz of her wings. It wasn't enough as the beam clipped her. However she charged a Stunning Wind on the move as Vulpix tracked her with a beam attack. Vulpix held her beam too long and was hit as she tried to dodge.

So that's what's going on. Cutiefly wants to dodge at the last second and fire an attack to punish the attacker. Vulpix wants to learn how long she can hold a beam attack before she needs to abandon it in favor of dodging. Vulpix twitched in pain and Cutiefly tried to warm her frostbitten toes. I stepped up and caught their attention. "Alright one more time. Do what I say and I think we can work this out." They nodded and positioned themselves.

"Cutiefly, your last minute dodge is a pretty good idea but you're going about it the wrong way." Cutiefly tilted her head with a questioning look. "Dodging to the side takes energy and thus time. You let gravity do the work for you. Snap your wings in and let yourself drop. Then you can buzz your wings again to catch yourself and move how you want." Cutiefly nodded and looked to her wings, testing her wings individually.

"Vulpix you're not going to be able to dodge in time like that. You're too focused on your energy output and tracking your target. Instead, let me time it for you, focus on your power and I'll direct it." Vulpix nodded, she trusted me so that was all the reassurance she needed.

The girls took up stances across from each other, Cutiefly was hovering about chest height to Vulpix and Vulpix lowered herself into an athletic stance. Damn what a nice ass. Focus! I shook my head at those furry white cheeks and paid attention. Rotom floated to the side ready to record the whole thing though she was giggling as she did so. I waited for a few seconds to gauge Cutiefly's hours before I set the stage.

"Aurora Beam!" I shouted and Vulpix's assets jiggled as she leaned back to prepare the energy. It was only half a second of build up but she launched the attack with extreme speed. The air temperature dropped several as it streaked across the field at Cutiefly. Cutiefly held her airspace till it was almost on top of her. She snapped her wings close to her back and fell under the force of gravity's pull. The beam passed over her head causing a slight frost on her head to form from her own sweat but that was all she got from the exchange.

"Get in close Cutiefly! Track her, Vulpix!" I kept the commands up to intensify their spar. Cutiefly kept low to the ground, charging in while zig zagging across the grass. The wind trailing behind her was tinged pink and glowed slightly with spores. Vulpix's attacks carved across the field leaving a small trail of ice as she attempted to hit the small pixie girl. I kept track of Cutiefly until she was a few feet from the frosty vixen.

"Dodge high!" I shouted and Vulpix cut her attack. The rainbow colored beam cut instantly as she leapt forward as Cutiefly got in close. Cutiefly had buzzed herself up as close as possible to Vulpix's ample chest. However Vulpix's athletic abilities allowed her to front flip over the pixie's small form. I saw an opportunity for both of them.

"Cutiefly, curve your attack up! Vulpix, counter with Icy Wind!"

The Pokegirls did as commanded and I really should have seen it coming. The Ice Energy collided with the combination attack and mixed violently. The result was an explosion that sent all of us flying. I was tossed back and rolled a few feet, my head spinning from the shockwave.

"Why do you insist on putting me in the spin cycleeeee." Rotom groaned as she pulled herself out of the dirt. Vulpix was wrapped in vines hanging from a tree branch and definitely needed some help getting untangled from her…rather provocative state. Her legs were spread displaying her rather aroused sex and her hands had been tied above her head. Cutiefly was...where did Cutiefly go?!

I started panicking as I couldn't see the little Bug type anywhere. At that moment, water broke as Cutiefly struggled to stay afloat.

"Shit!" I cursed as I attempted to stand so I could rescue her. I knew her wings would be soaked through and wouldn't allow her to fly. I stumbled immediately though I got up. Shit do I have a concussion? I reached for Pancham's pokeball so we could have a free non concussed body when Cutiefly went underwater again. That shot my panic even higher before a few bubbles rose from where she went under. Cutiefly gently rose to the surface, coughing the water out of her little lungs as her savior gave her a platform to stay safe on.

"Karpppp." Magikarp intoned in a simple tone. She had gotten under Cutiefly and floated up. Cutiefly was trapped in the bounty of Magikarp's breasts but that was a far better fate than a few seconds. Magikarp did a couple of back strokes till she was on the shore, her body laying on the dirt. I took a couple of calming breaths before I could move. That was way too close.

I stumbled over to the Fish Pokegirl and collapsed beside her. "Are you okay?" I asked as I picked Cutiefly up, the little pixie was still coughing out water. She eventually gave me a thumbs up and started shivering. I breathed out a sigh of relief and looked at Magikarp. The mermaid was mysterious most times but I could see the happiness in her simple eyes.

"Thank you so much, Magikarp. I'll make you something special tonight." Magikarp nodded before giving me a "come here" motion with her finger. I complied to our Savior and she grabbed my face and pulled me into a deep kiss. Her tongue was quick to explore my own mouth. She let me go after a few seconds but before I could react she dove back underwater. What was that about? I watched the ginger mermaid swim to the far side before shaking myself.

Vulpix was still tangled but she seemed to have given up on trying to free herself. I could have cut her free from the vines but decided to just return her to her pokeball before releasing her again. With everyone safe again we all sat on the grass and cuddled up to each other. "I didn't think that would happen, I'm sorry." Cutiefly patted my chest and Vulpix just leaned into my shoulder. At least they're not mad. Still, my head was still fuzzy and I could see the damage still on the girls, we should go to the Pokegirl Center at least.

"How are you, Master?" Rotom asked as I returned the girls. I could see she was a little scuffed up from her fall but was largely still okay.

"Head's a little fuzzy but I'll be okay." I responded. I quickly gathered myself up, missing Rotom's frown. I climbed up the cliff and was heading into the city without pause.

God I hope I'm not nursing a concussion tomorrow. That's gonna be hell to watch a tournament with.

The Pokegirl Center was pretty busy. Nurse Joy was coordinating her staff so I ended up handing my pokeballs over to a random nurse and sat down. I was distracted thinking of… what was I thinking about again? Right! I was thinking of how…

I rubbed my temples as I tried to focus. Maybe that explosion did more than I thought it did. I should get checked out but how? Pokegirls get free health care but I'm short of an insurance card…and honestly the money for a bill. Pancham is eating me out of house and home. Who knew she was gonna pack on muscle that fast?

"...-ello?" I was jolted out of my thoughts when I saw Rapp standing in front of me. She was wearing a band shirt with a Toxtricity and ripped jeans shorts. She had pink and black knee high socks and several wristbands. Her pink eyes held annoyance but also a bit of concern. "Finally! You've been ignoring me standing in front of you for so long! Geez and to think you said to meet you over here."

"Wait what? I didn't text you?" I blinked at her. I hadn't even.. touched… I looked over to Rotom as she was whistling innocently. Why would she..?

"Hey!" Rapp snapped her fingers in front of my eyes. Why was that so loud? "Are you okay? What's wrong?" The annoyance was gone and fully replaced with concern as she bent down to look at me.

"Ah I'm sorry. I'm okay. There's a Rotom in my phone now and she probably just wanted to mess with us." My words did nothing to assuage her. She bent down to get a closer look only for an intercom to interrupt her.

"Michael, Michael, your Pokegirls are ready."

Rapp watched as Micheal stood to grab his Pokegirls. She wasn't the smartest girl but she was pretty observant. Okay and maybe she wasn't always paying attention to her parents nowadays but her mom had drilled her on a bunch of first aid stuff. There was definitely something wrong with him. He was slurring his speech and from the way he was looking he was probably confused. The way he walked to the counter, carefully but still somehow stumbling, wasn't a good sign either. Probably experiencing dizziness and his coordination is lacking. A floating orange phone passed by her vision to follow him and she snapped her out of the air.

"You know something. What happened." Rotom squeaked as Rapp squeezed down on her. She did blush hard when Rotom's squeak turned into a throaty moan.

"Mmmm, that's the stuff~" Rapp let Rotom go free before wiping her hand on her shirt. Rotom pouted at her fun being cut short before saying, "Spoilsport. You're right though. He was training in the jungle with Vulpix and Cutiefly. Two energy attacks collided-"

"And caused an explosion. Fuck. How close were you?"

"All of us were launched by the explosion. I think Cutiefly and him got the worst of it. He was pretty close to it for a human and Cutiefly was too small to withstand the force."

Rapp could feel her blood pressure rise. She wasn't as protective of her friends as Mao but she wasn't going to let someone she cared about walk around injured. Watching him stumble to avoid a nurse solidified a decision. The second he got closer to her she grabbed his hand and started dragging him.

"Woah! Hey wait!" Michael tried to protest as she dragged him out of the Pokegirl Center. She ignored him as she dragged him to their new destination. She fought the blush invading her face as she marched them towards her house. His hand is so rough.

I sighed as I realized there wasn't any escape. Whatever had sent Rapp on this warpath wasn't going to be easily stopped. Still…it can't be all bad.

The cluster of the city gave way to small suburbs. The further we went the more upscale the area became. The houses reminded me of the HOAs that littered America. The cookie cutter style of houses made me nervous as we continued into the area. We eventually stopped at a gated community, thankfully not actively guarded but I could practically feel the money seeping out of this place.

Why are we here? I wondered as Rapp finally dropped my hand, her face a deep red blush. She gave me a challenging glare, daring me to run away as she pulled a keycard out. Surely this isn't her- the keypad flash and the gate unlocked before I could finish my thought. Rapp grabbed my hand before I could react and dragged me into the- no her gated community.

I was a little stunned as we walked down the sidewalk. It kept to a certain aesthetic, red brick walls and dark blue roofs, white porches and 2 car garages. I could imagine the families that lived here, doctors and lawyers whose kids would never worry about the next meal. I looked to Rapp and could see her own thoughts were racing. I squeezed her hand and that seemed to reassure her, the grip on my own hand tightened and she picked up our pace.

We stopped about halfway up the street in front of one of the houses. It was immaculate, grass perfectly cut and green, hedges trimmed to exact length, trims and windows painted to perfection. Wow, the trash cans are even perfectly lined. Rapp was looking anywhere but me. I could tell she was nervous as I looked at her house.

"Well I'm surprised you haven't made them paint the porch pink." I smirked. She laughed and hit my shoulder before dragging me up the yard to the door. She may have been acting mad but I could tell she was grateful I wasn't embarrassing her more. She unlocked the door before giving me another glare.

"Don't."

"Don't?"

"Don't."

That little exchange over, she opened the door to let me in. The entryway was painted an eggshell white which contrasted against the dark oak of the stairs leading up and the paint metal railing. A small hallway led to the left where I could see a living room couch. As we walked to the living room, family photos stood out to me from every angle. It was almost a timeline of the family starting with pictures of a blonde woman and man with groups of people, moving to them on vacation together and marriage. I stopped dead in the next photo. It was a little girl probably no older than 2. She was playing in a sandbox with a Zubat much larger than her. Her overalls were absolutely filthy from digging and her blonde hair had somehow turned almost brown from the amount of dirt in it. However her pink eyes were just brimming with joy as she looked at the camera. Rapp squealed as she realized what I was looking at. She started cursing me out as she dragged me away from her family pictures. I did get to see a couple more pictures of Rapp growing up.

She pouted as she deposited me on her living room couch. I couldn't help but keep laughing as she dropped beside me with her face in her hands. "It's not so bad. You looked like a cute kid!" I tried to reassure her but she just glared at me. She just huffed and kicked her shoes off before laying her legs across my lap.

"Don't know why I try to be nice to you." She kept her act going as best she could. Rotom decided to fly out of my pocket and begin exploring the room. I decided to lean back into the couch and just lay a hand over the legs trapping me.

"Thank you. It does mean a lot to me." I said. She didn't respond but she did give me a small smile before grabbing the remote. The TV turned on and she lowered the volume and brightness to not strain my head. She turned to some random daytime trivia show hosted by a man and his Mawile, a rare instance of a Pokemon not changing drastically to a Pokegirl. Watching the Pokegirls dance around did bring something to the front of my mind.

"So you've had Zubat for a long time?" I asked.

"Yeah, since I was really little." Her face softened at the thought of her little bat. "We found her in the attic injured. Probably kicked from her flock-"

"Colony!" Rotom interjected from her position near the family photos. "A group of Zubat, Golbat and Crobat is called a colony." She finished before taking more pictures of Rapp's living room.

Rapp gave a slight glare, "Hey. What do you think you're doing?"

"Data collection! The more I know about proper family dynamics, the better I can serve Master!" The plasma ghost explained to very cool confused humans.

"What do you mean Rotom?" I questioned. Rotom gave me a wink before zipping off to take more photos.

"What's her deal? When did you even catch her and let her possess your phone? I didn't take you for a Ghost trainer." Rapp asked. It was a fair question. It took a certain mental fortitude to deal with Ghost types and often leave a stigma on the trainer. Possessing people to bend them against their will will leave people wary of the whole.

"Technically she's not captured. I helped Professor Kukui out and basically volunteered for an experiment of his." Rapp blinked at the information given to her. Prof. Kukui wasn't her most favorite adult, given her natural resistance to any authority figures, but she respected him. If he was letting a Ghost Type near her cru- friend then she could let it slide. Still…

"So you mean there's a wild Pokegirl taking pictures of my family, after being led here. To my home." She gave me a slight glare and winced under the implications. She huffed, "If I hear a camera shutter during the night, I'm shoving her up your ass."

"To be fair, I'm pretty sure given her texting you without my knowledge, you're more likely to get sleeping pictures of me." I explained.

"Nevermind, she's never to leave your phone." Rapp turned her attitude back around and I laughed.

"Back to your Zubat though." Rapp nodded and pulled the Pokeball from her hip. It was scuffed, chipped and slightly faded from years of use but it held a lot of love.

"Nursed her back myself, with mom of course. But it was me feeding her, dressing her wounds, bathing with her. When she was healed up I threw a tantrum. I didn't want to let her go. Dad was mad but Mom took my side. Something about a girl's first Pokegirl bond. Dad finally gave up. Probably cause it was a runt Zubat but probably cause Mom gave him the stare."

"Something about the runts worming their way in huh?" I said leaning back

"What are you talking about? Cutiefly may be small but there's no way she's a runt. And Vulpix is… Vulpix." She gave me a confused stare. I grinned in response and pulled 3 Pokeballs from my waist.

"Who said they're my only Girls?" I waved the miniature Pokeballs in-between my fingers. Rapp blinked and leaned forward amazed.

"Wait, you got another Pokegirl? Who is it? Is she cute, can I see?" I smiled at her reaction. There were few things that got people excited in the world quite like Pokegirls.

"Is it okay if I release them?" I asked Rapp nodded. She released Zubat which allowed me to get my first close look at the Pokegirl.

Zubat was significantly smaller than I thought, standing only a foot and half tall. She was covered head to toe with thin purple fur. I could barely make out the pink nipples peeking from her A cup boobs and the pink from in-between her puffy labia. She had no arms, instead they were replaced with wings that folded in the middle with a small claw, most likely to hang on cave walls. Her feet only had 3 toes and were clawed as well. She had a small round face that was partially covered by the purple bangs that covered her eyes. I could make out that she did in fact have eyes but they were completely gray, probably blind. Her ears, large and of course bat-like, were situated on top of her head and immediately swiveling to pick out sounds. I heard a slight chitter as she used echolocation to find us on the couch.

"Zubat!" She exclaimed before jumping onto her trainer's chest. Rapp smiled as Zubat gave her a long lick up the side of her face before kissing her on the cheek.

"Huh, this is the first time I've seen her up close." I mused. Zubat seemed to like the attention as she turned over and laid herself out onto Rapp. I couldn't help but see her everything as she chirped in my direction. Rapp grabbed her Pokegirl under the wings and lifted her off before tossing her. To my amazement Zubat was about to right herself mid air and fly away without even touching the ground. Does Flying Type energy help with quick flying like that? I know Cutiefly can do something like that but that's because of her size. Zubat decided to perch on a section of wall that was covered in carpet, probably put there specifically for her.

"Ugh I hope I don't have to compete with my own Pokegirl for you." Rapp said in a slight whisper, probably not expecting me to hear her or understand my condition. I smiled and rubbed her legs.

"I don't think you have to compete. Especially when you're pinning me with these." I said while a slight massage of her thighs. They were soft and smooth under my fingers and I saw her bite her lips. She scooted further down to place her thighs in my lap and we both blushed at her boldness.

"I guess it's alright if it's our Pokegirls." She said and I nervously laughed. It took a lot of willpower to keep my lower half under control. She spoke up again, "Besides I don't think I'd be able to keep my hands off a cutie like Cutiefly."

I chuckled and grabbed the pokeballs again. "I don't think you'd be able to keep your hands off any of them, do you mind?" She shook her head and eagerly waited for me to reveal my newest.

I released Vulpix and Cutiefly first since they were already familiar with Rapp. They were slightly confused at the house before Cutiefly was nearly tackled out of the air by Zubat. A race was quickly forming and Vulpix, in a panic, made the responsible decision and opened the nearest window. The two flyers were off, and Vulpix breathed a sigh before her ear twitched towards the TV. Her eyes widened and she looked to us on the couch, her eyes begging. I nodded and she smiled before settling down on her stomach with her legs kicking in the air as she watched a show. Note to self, Vulpix likes daytime TV.

"Alright now that they're settled, come on. Show me! I wanna see!" Rapp leaned forward as our little moment was over with the chaos. I released Pancham into the middle of the room. Pancham yawned before examining her new environment. She was cut short as a squeal that broke the sound barrier stopped her. She was honing a warrior's instinct but she was powerless to react to the pink haired girl that had scooped her up. Pancham started to fight until divine fingers started rubbing her ears and she melted into the mysterious sudden succubus. Forgive me, Sensei.

I watched as Rapp cuddled with Pancham who instantly melted into her new friend. I was still processing the ear splitting squeal she had let out and hadn't even noticed she had launched herself off the couch in the first place.

"OHHHHH, YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE! YOUR FUR IS JUST SOOOO PRETTY! YOUR EARS AND TAIL ARE JUST SO SMALL AND ROUND AND! YOU HAVE A LITTLE PINK BOW! YOU'RE SO CUTEEEE!" Rapp was squeezing Pancham's face into her breasts and while I was worried I was still processing, and I can't stress this enough, ear splitting squeal that Rapp had let out.

"Ooop you're so cute. You should stay with me instead of Michael. I could paint your nails and give you nice dresses." That seemed to snap Pancham out of it as the Panda girl started to protest against the iron grip of Rapp.

"Hey don't go stealing my Pokegirls." I protested. Rapp snapped a glare at me before dropping Pancham.

"You better be treating this little cutie patootie with all the love she needs."

I blushed and rubbed the back of my head, "Well I mean we're still working on that part." I wasn't going to force her and she was too shy to let me "relive" her after our practices. "She's still getting use to being a captured girl and I haven't-"

"You haven't been training her this whole time have you? Not without giving her what she needs right?" They may have been questions but the glare told me they weren't.

"Well I mean…"

"He has not given Pancham any sexual relief in the 3 days since her capture! Vulpix and Cutiefly have received various forms several times in the same time frame! In fairness he does not force himself or her, even if it would benefit Pancham's overall progress!" Rotom chimed in by the window where she was taking pictures of the flyers. Pancham gained a thoughtful look which quickly turned lewd as her imagination ran wild of thoughts of her and Sensei danced around.

"Not helpi-eep!" I was suddenly entrapped by Rapp's fiery pink eyes. She had forced herself into my lap facing me. I could feel an erection start as I realized her firm ass was firmly seated on me. She grabbed my face and squished my face to make sure I could look away as she gave her trademark glare.

"You will be taking care of her better. I don't care if she's tired, she needs it! If you don't, I will! And I will be taking that little cutie with me!" The look she was giving me brokered no argument and I was having a hard time coming up with one. The concussion and rapidly growing arousal of her rocking body so close to me was making things difficult. God she smells so good.

I ended up nodding my agreement which seemed to placate the punk rocker in my lap. That also allowed her to realize just how bold she had been. She blushed a deep deep red but didn't let go or move. Her breathing deepened and her eyes had a seductive look in them. She slowly moved her face towards mine and I felt myself moving closer to her. Our lips approached slowly and almost touched when…

The sound of a bag hitting the floor broke us out of our trance. We snapped our heads to see a woman standing in the hallway. She was blonde with a petite frame, wide hips and D cups breasts. She was dressed in scrubs with a doctor's lab coat over it. The name sewn on it was "Maya Misaki." Even if I hadn't seen this woman in the family pictures literally surrounding us, I would know who this was just by the eyes. They were a perfect match to the ones that had been holding me in a trance a few seconds ago.

I was expecting yelling. Some variations of "Get your hands off my babygirl!" I expected that to be honest. What I wasn't expecting was her face to twist into an almost sadistic smile. Ah that's right.

"Grandbabies!" The woman gasped out with excitement. If I thought Rapp was blushing before the pink punk had just got nuclear with that statement. She practically melted into my chest to hide her face from the torment her mother had just put her through.

If there's one thing more powerful than anger of finding your child home alone with a potential partner, it's the power to embarrass said child.

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The light stopped blinding me as Mrs. Misaki moved her penlight. After embarrassing the hell out of us for 30 minutes (I think she was planning our wedding already) Rapp was finally able to rally from her position of hiding her face in Pancham's stomach. She was able to tell her mom why we were there in the first place. Turns out, Rapp's mom was a doctor, a human doctor even. After learning I was involved in an Energy on Energy explosion she had gone into work mode and began examining me.

"Well, you definitely have a concussion. Bright side is you seem very coherent." She said as she leaned away from my face. I was relieved that it didn't seem too bad to the doctor when Rotom decided to chime in with her own notes however.

"He was experiencing detrimental losses of balance and vocal coordination! He was stumbling like a newborn Ponyta!" She displayed a video, when did she take that?, of me stumbling through the forest on the way to the Pokegirl Center. Mrs. Misaki frowned as she watched the video but ultimately shook her head.

"It seems the worst of it has passed. Maybe it's just my daughter's healing touch." She gave me a wink to the groans of Rapp. Poor girl had immediately buried her face into Zubat's belly once she got out and I needed to be examined for a concussion. "Still take it a little easy till tomorrow. I imagine you'll be fine by then." I sighed in relief. I won't lie, I was worried I was going to be an outlier of durability in this anime world. I mean people have been lit on fire and electrocuted in the show and while this world is still more brutal, I imagine in a world of magical creatures there would be at least some baseline durability bump for humans.

"Now," a commanding and mature voice broke my thoughts, "I have to do my due diligence." Mrs. Misaki donned a pair of glasses that gleamed menacingly in the light. "What are your intentions with my daughter?"

I was about to respond when Rapp let out another squeak. Mrs. Misaki and I looked as she tried her very best to make herself look invisible. I gave Mrs. Misaki a wink before donning a serious voice myself.

"Why dating, engagement, marriage and kids, Ma'am." I said confidently. Rapp let out another squeal and her blush deepened even further.

"I see. And what timeline can we expect for such a project?" Mrs. Misaki was quick on the uptake and continued the teasing. That drew an incredulous look from Rapp as she practically threw Zubat into her lap. My Pokegirls were watching Rapp slowly exploding and Rotom had long since been recording for teasing material.

"Five years dating, 2 year engagement, guaranteed children within 2 years of marriage." I stated like it was obvious. Rapp was sounding more like a tea kettle every second and I could see the literal steam building.

"Hmm and what guarantees can you make to avoid out of wedlock children? And if the worst should occur?" Mrs. Misaki was cracking up, struggling to contain her laughter. I was struggling too.

"Why condoms will be the first and last line of defense. There are many ways to enjoy a partner's company and I intend to enjoy a great partnership with your daughter. However should the worst occur it will be up to me to take care of her and our child." That was the final straw. Literal steam exploded from Rapp's ears and her eyes began to spiral. She collapsed into a pile of Pokegirls who tried to save her head.

"3 babies….2 boys and a girl…." Rapp was lost in her own daydream as me and her mom broke down laughing.

"-ahahahaha…ohhh you're going to fit in just fine Michael. Just fine." Mrs. Misaki wiped the tears from her eyes as she wound down from her laughter.

"Eh? I didn't think I introduced myself yet?" I broke from my own laugh at my name.

"Oh why you're all she's talked about for the past month. I was wondering if she was even going to bring you around or just run away with you." That was the final straw for Rapp. Screaming she grabbed my arm and started dragging me to and up the stairs, her mother laughing the whole time. "Keep the door open!" She called up one last time.

"NOT! HELPING!" Rapp shouted down at her mother but did abide by her request. Rapp's room was very much her. The walls were painted a hot pink and covered with various posters of bands and logos. A bookcase and set of shelves lined the wall in between her door and closet. They were covered in various mangas, music books, and sketchbooks. I was slightly surprised at that as I didn't think she was one for drawing. To the left of the door was a desk with a small laptop and pink swivel chair and a small raised pet bed, most likely for Zubat to sleep in. Her bed was in the far corner under her window. It was disheveled and messy so I got to see her pink sheets under the black comforter with a large cartoon Cubone skull. A pink and black zebra striped rug tied the room together. It was messy, punk and most decidedly her style.

The Pokegirls decided to explore with Zubat all but dragging Cutiefly over to her perch for their own hang out. Rotom immediately started invading Rapp's privacy as she started taking pictures of her room, taking multiple shots of any panties and bras she could find. Pancham seemed to think she was behind on training as she started to do crunches in the corner by the closet. Vulpix actually bothered me to return her to her pokeball, the excitement of the day more than likely being too much for her.

Rapp was heavily breathing after her screaming fit after the torture me and her mom had put her through. I sat down on her chair while I waited for her to calm down so I could take my inevitable berating. Finally when she looked over to me I couldn't help but smirk.

"Why, bringing me to your room so soon? Was my timetable not fast enough for you?" I received a token glare from her before she flopped on her bed, groaning. I laughed as tried her best to make herself disappear into the sheets and pillows.

"Don't know why I bother….should have just left your ass there….ungrateful bastard." Her muffled voice cut me off and I stopped laughing. I stood up and laid beside her on her very very soft bed. Huh, guess you don't realize how soft a bed is till you sleep on the ground for a month. She gave me another glare but didn't resist me getting on her bed. She did put up a token protest of turning her back to me though. I just scooted closer so we were close enough to touch.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have gone so hard on the teasing. You did go out of your way to help me today. Thank you for caring about me." I said sincerely. She seemed to like that as she moved her back closer to me and took my arm for her own pillow. We lay there cuddling for a while before she spoke up.

"Do you wanna listen to music?" She spoke in a soft whisper. I agreed and she sat up and opened her desk. She pulled a pair of long earbuds and handed me one. The dulcet tones of a guitar filled out ears as she laid back down facing me. She closed her eyes to enjoy the soft music as I admired her face. Her pink hair framed her soft, blushing cheeks. She practically radiated in the afternoon light that filtered into her window. She's beautiful.

I don't know when I fell asleep but I woke up to camera snaps. I assumed it was Rotom, and I was partially right, but standing in the doorway was a tall, sandy blonde haired man. He was dressed in a pair of dark dress slacks and white button up, the blazer more than likely tossed to the side when he got home. He was holding a camera up to his eye as he furiously snapped away. To his side a Pokegirl that I didn't immediately recognize. She was about 5ft tall making her one of the tallest bipedal Pokegirls I've seen. She was green, furry, cat-like and had a defining dark green mask over her eyes but that was all I could tell. She was snickering at the embarrassing situation her Trainer's daughter had found herself in.

Speaking of the daughter, Rapp was slowly waking up. She let a cute little yawn escape her mouth when seeing me before looking around and seeing her father. She immediately froze with her eyes wide and panicked. The steadily rising blush on her face told me she was about to blow. So of course her dad opened his big mouth.

"My baby girl is growing up!" He said with a fake sob as his Pokegirl comforted him.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Rapp exploded, throwing everything she could find towards her dad. Considering the amount of pillows her bed had she had ample ammunition. Mr. Misaki made the wise decision to retreat behind the doorway while laughing. Rotom was unaware of the landmine she had stepped on and was swiftly buried under the onslaught.

"AHH, MASTER, HELP ME!" A muffled electronic voice cried out from under one of the many pillows. Cutiefly and Zubat cheered the pillow fight on from the side as Pancham panicked from being woken from her own nap. How did she get Rapp's panties on her head?

After calming down, with not an insignificant amount of curses, Rapp and I left her room to face the music. We found her parents sitting in the living room already going over the new pictures he took while the green cat lounged on a couch to the side.

"Oooh honey you look so cute together!" Mrs. Misaki cooed at the pictures. Mr. Misaki looked particularly proud as his wife scrolled through the pictures. Rotom decided to for the millionth time display her lack of survival instincts.

"I have more from when they were still asleep. I can send them to-ack!" I cut her off by shoving her into my pocket. She's gonna get herself tossed into the ocean if she wasn't careful. Though, I thought as I looked at the rapidly angering face of the girl next to me, that's if she doesn't get incinerated by sheer anger first.

I decided to get Rapp a break from today and stepped forward with a hand extended. "Michael sir. It's good to meet you." Her dad blinked and stood to give me a firm practiced handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Michael. Rachel has told us a lot about you."

"Only the good I hope."

"Naturally. I believe she said a lot of variations of "cool", "amazing" and "has a cute butt." Mrs. Misaki chimed in from the side.

"OKAY THAT'S IT. Come on Michael, you're leaving before they can corrupt you." I was suddenly being dragged by Rapp to the door. Her parents laughed and waved as I was bodily dragged outside.

"Please come back!" "You're more than welcome, dear!" Her parents called after us. I recalled the Pokegirls on the way out and Rapp recalled Zubat into her own ball.

Once outside, Rapp took a few more minutes to calm before turning to me. I could tell she was overwhelmed for the day so I just raised my hands in surrender. Seeing that I wasn't going to tease her again she sighed.

"Sorry, I didn't think they would be that bad." She shyly explained and I shook my head.

"They weren't that bad." She shook her head.

"You're right, they could have broken the scrapbook out…" Well now I was tempted to go back inside but another glare stopped me.

"Well either way, I had fun this afternoon. Thanks for inviting me over."

"Yeah no problem dude. Hopefully they won't be as bad next time." She said as she brushed her hair out of her eyes.

"So there'll be a next time?" I asked.

"Maybe. If you play your cards right." She punched my shoulder. "I would let you stay for dinner but I'm not gonna let them get any more chances. Or you for that matter…" She whispered that last part and I winced. Maybe I had gone too far.

Making a decision I pulled her into a hug. She didn't pull away before I let her go and jumped off her porch. "Thanks for the help today!" I called out to the shell shocked girl. She eventually regained her senses before flipping me off.

"Get out of here before they think of inviting you to dinner, asshole!" I laughed as I ran down the sidewalk. That nap did wonders to restore my energy. Rotom struggled her way out of my pocket as we ran down the sidewalk.

"If you're gonna put me in your pants the least you could do is let me sit next to it in your underwear." She complained as she picked lint off her tongue.

"Sorry about that. Also, no way. Knowing you, you'd try to lick it in public."

"Why do you think I asked?" She responded with a giggle. I rolled my eyes as we headed towards our cave. Tomorrow is that party at Lillie's. Hope I don't have to dress up.

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The mid morning sun beat down on the porch as Mallow and I hung around waiting. I got a text last night that everyone was meeting at her restaurant before Lillie sent a car to pick us all up. It made sense to all go at one time then drive around the city and pick us up at our homes. So I had set an alarm, strictly telling Rotom to not edit it whatsoever, and gotten moving at dawn. Most of the Girls had decided to continue their blissful sleep in their pokeballs. Cutiefly was the only one that stayed up with me by virtue of being a morning person. I swear no one should be that bubbly in the morning.

"So he just…gave you Rotom as part of the experiment? Is that why I'm getting random candid pictures of you?" Mallow asked me, breaking me from my thoughts. She was wearing a lime green sundress with a white belt tie around her waist. It really complimented her caramel skin tones and really brought out the dark green of her hair and eyes. I had caught myself many times staring at her thighs and the cleavage the dress seemed to push to the forefront of my mind. Judging from the occasional blushes and smiles, I wasn't as subtle as I thought I was and she wasn't as mad as she probably had a right to be.

I myself had found a nice white button up and tan slacks, no doubt one of the many pairs of clothes I had scrounged or been gifted. Still I had rolled the sleeves up to give me some break from the hot Alolan sun.

"Wait, what pictures?" I asked, looking at a suspiciously innocent looking phone. "We'll be talking about this later." I promised to the now sweating Pokegirl.

"I apologize for nothing but will stop sending them." Rotom deflated.

"I'll trade you for more if you ignore that." Mallow piped up.

"Deal." Rotom immediately broke her promise with a shake of the giggling cook's hand.

"Take pictures of your own body if you're gonna sell something off." I grumbled.

"I can't help that you're sexy and sell like hotcakes, Master!" Rotom cheered and Mallow agreed.

"Well at least I'm not a small flat box." I shot back and that drew a pout from Rotom.

"Hey, I can be sexy." She protested.

"You are literally shaped like a phone." I countered.

"Yeah, I was wondering. I've seen other Rotom devices and they take on a lot of traits from their base form. How come you only look like a phone with an outline?" Mallow injected and I blinked. I hadn't thought about that honestly. It was a good question considering when I fought her in her fridge form her torso was hidden inside the fridge itself.

Rotom shrugged and then started to expand. Mallow and I watched in amazement as the orange and blue plasma that surrounded the phone began to take shape. The phone shifted to hover under her left breast as a torso formed around it. Her head formed alongside her arms and legs. Finally she opened her eyes as plasma blue hair fell from the top of her head. In the end we were looking at a 3 foot tall girl with C cup breasts and a thick ass. Well if that girl was orange, electrically charged, and had a phone for a heart.

"Woah." I breathed out and Mallow nodded along.

"Rotoms have complete control over our forms. The forms you humans see us in when we possess your electronics is just what we minimally use. It's basically a power saving mode." She explained as she stretched her new arms over her head giving us a clear view of all her sexiness. Cutiefly buzzed up and started groping Rotom's newfound bust with stars in her eyes.

"Uhh, Mallow?" I caught the greenette's attention and pointed to my nose. She wiped the trail of blood from her face as she pointed to my growing bulge.

"I guess we both don't have any excuse." She sighed as I readjusted myself. Rotom smirked and grew her tits to D cups to the squealing joy of Cutiefly. It really didn't help our situation when Bounsweet decided to join in and use Rotom's bust as a trampoline with Cutiefly. So jiggly and soft…

I shook the horny thoughts from my head, "So the forms you take with other appliances are just the minimal power to battle?" Rotom nodded as she flipped herself over on her belly mid air to let the other girls play on her butt.

"Pretty much. When we're wild we don't want to expend too much energy so try to limit as much as possible. When we're caught and guaranteed energy and sex after battle it lets us play around with it more."

"What happens if you spend too much?" Mallow slapped her cheeks in an attempt to calm herself down.

"We dissipate into random electrons." Rotom shrugged as if she didn't just casually state how a Ghost could die?!

"Then what the hell are you still doing? Change back!" I urged. She was a brat most of the time but I damn sure didn't want to lose her.

"Aww, you do care Master! Can I have a kiss?" She puckered her lips and leaned in for a kiss. Cutiefly must have missed the memo as she buzzed in-between us and took it for herself. Not disappointed, Rotom quickly began making out with the Bug Type, who was all too eager to reciprocate.

"Hey, hey, hey. Disappearing into an electrically charged wind is far more important than kissing each other!"

"I disagree…" Mallow said as she watched the Pokegirls make out.

"Mmmm. Damn you're good." Rotom moaned as Cutiefly and her separated. "And relax Master. As long as I'm not battling for hours on end I can maintain this form for weeks without any energy input-ahhh, ah, ah-" she started moaning more as Bounsweet had somehow trapped herself in Rotom's thighs and was exploring the treasure in-between them.

"Woah, sorry Rotom." Mallow grabbed her Pokegirl who whined as her fun was cut short.

"Mmmm, don't worry. I kinda wished she kept going~" Rotom moaned a little more before she started retracting her body back to surround just my phone. Cutiefly whined before I gave her some headpats. That placated the fairy long enough for her to settle down in my lap to play with my fingers.

"Still, your ability to manipulate your body seems extremely advantageous in any kind of battle. And considering a Ghost type's natural defense, why have anything physical on your body enemies could hit?" I asked.

"Two reasons! Being able to manipulate an appliance actually lessons the amount of energy we need to use our moves! It's much easier to create a fireball when you can overload an oven's heating element!" Rotom displayed a picture of a Rotom Heat's belly opening to launch a Flamethrower.

"The second is, well…it's nice to have a physical weight…" She finished shyly. I understood, it was probably disorienting at times to be weightless and ethereal all the time. I reached out and rubbed the top of her where her eyes poked out from the screen. She seemed to enjoy that as she extended her form to just her head for proper headpats.

A small set of hands covered my eyes and a small set of breasts pressed into my back. The smell of saltwater and aloe was a dead giveaway for who had snuck up on us. What was unexpected was the small kiss pressed into my neck before a sultry "Guess who~" was whispered into my ear.

"L-L-LANA!" Mallow shouted at her best friend's brazen acts. The softness was ripped from my back and I was able to see Mallow pulling her friend off. Lana gave me a little smirk and wink as she was dragged away by a blushing irate Mallow. Lana was wearing a small blue cocktail dress that highlighted all the right places of her petite frame. It also didn't help that it looked like she was one wrong movement from flashing her panties. Still I couldn't help but admire that tight round butt against the fabric. I wonder if she's still wearing the one piece swimsuit under that dress?

I wasn't too surprised by how bold she was. Everytime I texted Lana the messages were filled to the brim with sexual innuendos, flirty implications and rampant emojis. Hell I remember her sending a "update" picture when she started training Poppilo's bubble production. She had spent the whole day training the little seal to blow as many bubbles as possible while I sent messages of encouragement in between our own training. At the end of the day she had sent a very risque picture before bath time. Poppilo had filled the room with bubbles and Lana had taken some to cover most of her important bits for the selfie. Let's just say Vulpix's training relief wasn't entirely just because of the sexy fox.

I watched Mallow lecture Lana for a few minutes before an arm wrapped itself around my neck before pulling me into a headlock. "I leave you alone for a day and you're already hanging out with other girls, huh? Guess I need to teach you a lesson about respecting your betters!" Rapp's rough voice said. I was able to struggle out and get a good look at her outfit. She seemed to have opted for a dress today, this time it was a pink and black plaid print dress with an white button up undershirt and a tie to give it an almost schoolgirl aesthetic. She had put on a pair of fishnet stockings that really brought out her beautiful legs. The high heels boots that worked up her mid calf really sold the sexy factor well. She had only had a choker on instead of her usual wristbands and rings. Wait, is she wearing makeup? That's just unfair. Indeed her lips shone with a glossy red tone and her eyes were highlighted by the eyeshadow and mascara she had chosen for today.

"Well? Gonna say something or just stand there with your mouth hangin'?" Rapp gave me a little spin to show off her outfit.

"You're beautiful." I finally choked out, much to her delight.

"Yea. Like super beautiful." A starstruck Mallow and Lana joined in admiring Rapp. She smirked and gave a little giggle.

"Well I had to dress up a little. I mean this is Princess' house we're talkin' about." She said.

"Oh she's not a princess. She's really nice, you see!" Mallow waved Rapp's comment off. I could honestly see both sides. Mallow has been friends with Lillie for who knows how long so she's probably desensitized to how rich she actually is. Rapp probably only knows her in passing from school or as the heir to the Aether Foundation.

"Just don't offend her. She'll release the dogs if you do." Lana said matter of factly. A dark aura surrounded her as she laughed. Rapp and I felt a shiver down our spines before she brightened her aura and winked at us. "Just kidding~"

"So who else are we waiting for?" I turned to Mallow.

"Oh, just 2 more. One of them has a long way to go and the other probably overslept knowing him." She pouted and pulled her phone out. "Speaking of which I should probably make sure he did wake up…"

Mallow turned away to call someone and Rapp took the chance to poke my side. "While the worrywart is busy, how's your head?"

"Oh it's okay now. Just needed some rest like your mom said. Thanks again by the way" I reassured her my concussion was all but gone. Thank you anime world durability.

"Wait," Lana interjected, "What was that about your head? What happened?"

"Oh it's nothing to worry about-" I tried to downplay what happened only for Rapp to cut me off.

"This idiot got caught in an Energy on Energy Explosion. Didn't even go to the hospital, his Rotom had to call me to help." She elbowed my side, "Mom checked him out yesterday so he should be all good."

Lana smirked at Rapp's words, "So you invited him to your house?" Rapp realized she messed up and was slowly starting to blush. "He met your parents? How long till they came home? Get into anything naughty? Learn his Pokegirl's favorite spots? How big was-"

Rapp slapped her hand over Lana's mouth, "STOPPPP!" She whisper shouted while side eyeing Mallow. That's odd, why's she so worried about Mallow hearing? "He just came over because he was hurt. Mom checked him out and we listened to music. That's all got it?" She narrowed her eyes, "Licking my hand doesn't affect me, I have a Zubat."

"Whatcha doin'?" Mallow asked as she approached us. Rapp let go of Lana's smirking face. She gave us a wink that hopefully meant our secret was safe with her. I don't know why Rapp is concerned with Mallow knowing about what happened yesterday but I guess it'll be fine.

Before she could get an answer a powerful roar sent a tingle down my spine. Cutiefly gasped and used my head as a platform to wave towards the roar. A massive orange dragon-girl landed next to our group. It only took a few seconds to identify that this was a Charizard and one that I recognized. Kiawe clambered off the back of the Flame Pokegirl. He was actually wearing something other than just a pair of shorts and a necklace, this time having added an obsidian black polo shirt. Still that was as fancy as he could manage. Rotom took the chance to snap some new photos of a clearly alpha Pokegirl while Cutiefly reacquainted with the dragon. Charizard seemed to enjoy the attention as she posed for Rotom slightly while talking with Cutiefly.

"Sorry for being so late I-" He paused as he looked at our group, specifically me. We stared at each other for a second before pointing.

"Ah you're-"

"Oh its-"

"Eh, Michael, Kiawe, do you know each other already?" Mallow questioned as she looked between us.

"YOU'RE THE MICHAEL I'VE HEARD ABOUT?!" Kiawe shouted in shock as he pointed at me. I chuckled as I realized.

"Oh yeah I guess I never had the chance to introduce myself huh?" I rubbed the back of my head as the day I spent training a wild Pancham flooded back to me.

"How'd you hear about him but didn't know who he was when you met?" Rapp asked the obvious question.

Kiawe rubbed the back of his head, "Oh well that's because Mallow couldn't stop talking about him. Last couple of weeks have all been about- AGH WHY THE EAR." Kiawe shouted in pain as he was dragged down to Mallow's face.

"SHHHH!" She stopped him from talking before laughing towards us "Uh-oh, Kiawe and I need to talk for a second. Just a second~" The face she had almost made me feel sorry for Kiawe. He will be missed. Rapp and Lana clasped their own hands in prayer as she dragged Kiawe behind the restaurant corner by the ear.

It was only for a few seconds before she skipped happily back to us. Kiawe on the other hand looked like he had gone 3 rounds with a prime Mike Tyson. He even had an X-shaped bandage over one of the red lumps on his forehead.

"I think I get why you didn't want Mallow to know." I whispered to Rapp as she numbly nodded along.

"It's very good to meet you. I have never heard of you before our meeting. It was a pleasant surprise to meet you while you were training." Kiawe bowed, his eyes wide with fear. Where did Mallow get that ladle?

"Yeaaa, it's nice to meet you." I shook his hand and Charizard barged her way in. She was giving me an expectant look. I was worried before Cutiefly buzzed to Pancham's pokeball. Understanding what the dragon wanted I pulled and released the little panda girl. Everyone crowded around as the panda girl stretched her sleep away. She blinked blearily before seeing the absolutely massive Pokegirl before her. Instantly she was awake and blushing. Her starstruck eyes told me all I needed to know about how she felt about the powerful Pokegirl. In an instant she ranted in her own Pokegirl language. Charizard was steadily getting more and more flustered by the little panda's energy.

"Wow, she's doing really well. You almost can't tell she was a runt." Kiawe commented as Pancham and Charizard started flexing with each other. I could see what he meant. I don't know if Fighting types were just naturally inclined to building muscle but I could definitely see the improvement. Her forming abs and tight ass were a testament to her dedication to her own workouts. We all giggled as Charizard started to dote on Pancham and Cutiefly, her motherly instincts overrunning her grand pride.

"HEYYYYY!" We all turned to a high pitched voice. A very chubby boy with orange hair was running up to us. He was wearing an ill-fitting polo shirt and a pair of slacks. Behind a silver ball about half the size of him rolled with a frightening pace. He slowed down before us but the ball did not. He was run over and the ball launched itself up high. Everyone else cleared out of the way leaving me to be the only landing point. Holy hell, how much does this weigh! I struggled to stay standing as I caught the mysterious silver ball that had just committed a hit and run. It uncurled until I was holding a plump Pokegirl. Her back, arms and legs were covered in a silvery gleaming fur that felt a little prickly to the touch. In contrast, her chubby stomach, C cups breasts, and face were covered in a soft white fur similar to Vulpix's. Her cheeks were large bulbous yellow pouches that seemed to slightly glow even in the early morning sun. She looked up at me with wide joy filled black eyes.

"Toge-e-de!" Togedemaru cheered up at me for having caught her.

"Nice to meet you too." I sighed at the Pokegirl before putting her down. Instantly she was bouncing around with the other Pokegirls, eagerly making new friends. Sophocles stood up embarrassed by his lack of control. Before he could apologize Mallow beat him to the punch.

"Why are you so late? Did you stay up late again?" She crossed her arms with a heated glare.

"Wait, no I-uh n-no I didn't! I swear!" Sophocles defended himself waving his arms in front of him. He might have succeeded if we didn't have a Pokegirl translator.

"Ooo, so you and your master worked late into the night on a new device to track your power output? And since you needed a reward for all your hard work you made him stay up even later? That's why you were rushing to catch up with the group? Well I'm glad a sexy little thing like you could make it! We need more Electric types!" Rotom said in a very loud voice. I think she might have even boosted the speaker on the phone for that. We all started backing away slowly from the dark aura Mallow was exuding. Right before she could really lay into him for his irresponsibility a car horn cut the aura short.

A black limo pulled up much to my suprise. I looked around and the only other one who seemed to be surprised by the level of extravagance was Rapp. The car pulled to a stop and the driver door opened. A sharp dressed elderly man with exceptionally good hair exited the vehicle and bowed to us all.

"Good morning to you all, it's wonderful to see you all again. Miss Lillie is waiting at her home for you all to attend a wonderful day." Hobbes announced with a smile. The normal group of Lillie's friends smiled and easily started moving to the car. We all recalled our Pokegirls, sans Cutiefly and Rotom. They were small enough to ride in the back without issue. I took a seat and did my own little headcount. Everyone was in except for Mallow who had stayed back to thank Hobbes and make sure we were all in. Now she was trying to find a place to sit that didn't exist. Rapp and Lana to my sides seemed steadfast in staying where they were and only left one choice for the blushing girl.

"Y-you don't m-mind do you?" Mallow nervously asked me as she slid into my lap. I was blushing up a storm while trying to find where exactly to rest my hands. With no choice, and with no amount of dread because of the auras to my sides, I wrapped my hands around her waist to hold her still.

"It's alright, it's just for the ride." I mumbled and she blushed even deeper. I tried my hardest to think of anything but the soft, round, juicy- Stop it.

Rapp and Lana were giving side glares to an obliviously happy Mallow as we started driving to Lillie's house. The scenery slowly gave way from the city roads to the suburban sprawl that Rapp lived to again more secluded lush jungle. We did pass the occasional large tract of land, no doubt owned by some wealthy individual who either lived on the island or used it as a summer home. However, the most impressive was where we were going. The gate we turned into had the Aether Foundation symbol that split as we entered the domain. The road was paved with beautiful white concrete as we drove towards the large house. On either side we could see Pokegirls playing and resting among the trees, even ones that I was positive were not native to Alola. We pulled in front of the large 2 story mansion, its marble exterior seeming to glow an ethereal white in the morning sun. Hobbes opened the door for us and we piled out and lined ourselves in front of the single most fancy house I've ever seen.

"I feel like I'm super underdressed for this." I couldn't help but lean over and comment to Rapp. Her numb headnod seemed to reinforce that we were indeed out of place. The others seemed much more accustomed to the sight of the house, the only one who looked slightly put out was Kiawe. Probably not used to it either, being raised on a farm.

"Welcome to Hymes' Manor. Miss Lillie will be with you shortly. Please, make yourselves comfortable in the right den." Hobbes opened the door for us and bowed as we entered. There were a few maids also there to bow for us, probably a trained welcome ceremony for any guest, regardless if they're just random kids. The den was large and immaculate. An assortment of small sandwiches and fruits had been placed out on a cloth covered table. I hope I can get some before he gets them all down. I thought as Sophocles immediately attacked the spread. Cutiefly and Rotom took the time to explore the room, finding all the nooks and crannies they could squeeze themselves into for fun or mischief. I took one of the loveseats to wait for Lillie before a smirking Lana dropped herself next to me. The sad looks of Rapp and Mallow told me that the water lover had won a game of rock-paper-scissors. Though with how close she got to me, we could definitely squeeze another one of them into the seat. On second thought…. I thought as I looked at the more curvaceous frames of Rapp and Mallow compared to Lana.

The maids went around serving us tea and passing out snacks while we waited for the Mistress of the house. I felt a poke to my side and turned to a softly smiling Lana.

"Nervous?" She asked as she accepted her own cup of tea from a maid. I nodded and accepted my cup with a "thank you."

"How can I not be? This house is probably worth more than I'll ever earn. Hell, this couch probably cost more than a year's pay for most people." I said.

She giggled, "You're right but don't worry. Lillie's way too kind to be throwing money around. You'll see." I couldn't really argue with her. If this Lillie was half as kind as the one from the anime I couldn't see her even coming close to the stuck up rich girl routine. Cutiefly returned to my shoulder and I offered her some sandwich before Hobbes entered.

"Now, presenting Miss Lillie Hymes." He said with a regal voice. A extremely beautiful girl came bounding into the den. Her long blonde hair flowed behind her as she rushed to greet her friends. Ice blue eyes held joy as she began excitedly hugging Mallow who stood to greet her. She wore an identical outfit to what she always wore in the anime, a flattering white and blue dress. The only thing missing was her iconic sunhat. Still I could say she was absolutely breathtaking, from the curve of her face, the plump lips, the glow of her skin, it all served to give the impression she was not of this earth. Almost an angel.

"It's so good to see you all! I missed you the whole time I was gone!" She said as she hugged her friends.

"It's only been a month, Lils. you know we weren't going anywhere." Mallow reciprocated the hug before they all began taking their turns catching up.

"Did you see any cool Ice Pokegirls?" "Did you meet one of the Lake Guardians?" Sophocles asked before Lana talked over him. Lillie just shook her head.

"No I didn't see the Lake Guardians but I did get to see some of the ancient ruins around Snowpoint. I did see some Ice Pokegirls but.." She trailed off and the others nodded. Ah, right. She still must be traumatized. Rapp seemed to want to save my introduction for last and walked up to Lillie. She looked surprised before a soft smile graced her face.

"Hey Prin-I mean Lillie. It's uh, good to see you again. Sorry about the last time I was here. We good?" She held a fist out and Lillie giggled before returning the fistbump.

"Yes. We're good Rachel. It was mostly Billy's fault anyways. He's not…here today is he?" She nervously asked. That was surprising. I knew Rapp's normal group was rough but what did they do to get her acting like that?

"Ah- I usually go by Rapp. And nah, don't worry. He wouldn't dare come around after all the trouble he got in. Still, sorry on behalf of his dumbass."

Lillie giggled and nodded before looking at me curiously. I coughed, guess I was up.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Michael, new to the island. Thank you for inviting me." I held my hand out for her to shake. She smiled and grabbed my hand with a dainty grip.

"It's good to meet you Michael. Mallow and Lana have told me a lot of good things about you." She smiled as we shook. Cutiefly was eager to make a new friend and buzzed from my shoulder.

"Cutiefly!" She cheered in front of Lillie's face, who in turn, jumped in shock at the sudden proximity to her irrational fear.

"Eep!" She jumped away and I pulled a confused Cutiefly back.

"Sorry about that. She's just excitable around new people." I said. Lillie took a few calming breaths before putting on a sad smile.

"It's okay. I love Pokegirls, I really do. It's just…I can't bring myself to come near them." She sadly explained and I nodded. I knew that her irrational fear had an explanation but there wasn't anything I could do. Cutiefly looked devastated that her presence was causing distress, a very abnormal experience for the sociable Bug Type. I caught Rotom getting a smirk on her face but a glare from me got the appropriate point across.

"There's still a few hours till the opening matches. What shall we do in the meantime?" Lillie asked. Kiawe immediately stepped up and got close to me.

"There is something I want to do. Mallow told me about how unconventional your battles are. I want to experience them for myself. Would you grant me an honor match between us?" Kiawe asked with a firm voice. I considered the challenge. Kiawe was one of the better battlers in the series, firmly standing with contenders like Ash and Gladion. It may have been a couple years before the start of the series but there was no doubt he was still strong. It would actually be a perfect opportunity to learn how strong he was currently and how much stronger I could become. Not just that. I looked at his empty wrist. He doesn't have his Z-ring yet. This is the perfect time to see how good he is before his trump card.

I looked to Lillie and Hobbes, "Is there anywhere we can battle?"

Lillie nodded and Hobbes explained, "There is a large battlefield behind the manor. It will be more than sufficient. There are also several separate rooms to recover your Pokegirls and relieve them before the watch party this afternoon." Everyone seemed excited by the prospect of a live Pokegirl battle before a tournament. I nodded as I looked back at Kiawe.

"Let's go then!"

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Kiawe and I stood across from each other on the pitch. It was a full regulation battlefield, no doubt installed by Lusamine when Gladion took an interest in battling. The rest of the group sat on a balcony overlooking the field. Rapp had wished me luck on the way down while the other girls offered smiles of encouragement to me and Kiawe. It was understandable as it was just a friendly match.

Well friendly as you can get with Kiawe over there. Kiawe was certainly fired up and had all the intensity of the volcano of his home island. I swear the look on his face made me think this was somehow personal for him. Hobbes stepped up to a raised platform for the referee. He threw a pokeball across the arena and a harpy like Pokegirl sprang out. She had yellow feathers across her body but the most interesting set was the ones that looked like pom poms on the end of her wings. She had long, strong legs seemingly built for dancing. She rubbed her pom poms together before throwing her leg up in a standing split to display her rather sexy body.

"Or-Or-Oricorio!" The cheerful Pokegirl sang.

"This will be a 1 on 1 match. In the red box, Mr. Kiawe of Akala Island. In the blue box, Mr. Michael of Melemele Island. The match will be to submission or knockout. No substitutions are allowed once chosen. Please prepare your Pokegirls!" Kiawe wasted no time in throwing out his Pokegirl.

The light faded and in its place stood a rather interesting Pokegirl. She stood at the height of a full grown adult and probably weighed several hundred pounds. That wasn't because of fat or muscle but rather the absolutely enormous shell that surrounded her body. It was taught against her stomach and only reached halfway up her large DD breasts to cover her nipples and dipped down to cover her crotch. It wrapped around her back to create a large plate with several glowing red spikes poking out from it. She was slightly hunched, her shorter thick legs and feet not quite suited to support the amount of weight above it. She thankfully didn't have the ridiculous tube-like nose I would have expected but her hair was cropped short and colored like the Pokemon she was based on. She immediately turned her back to us while looking over her shoulder to display her most deadly weapon in her arsenal. Interestingly the shell didn't expand over her hips leaving her with almost a one piece swimsuit design and give us a wonderful view of her huge hips and jiggly ass. A long flat tail came down and kicked some dust up to effectively cover her sexiness.

"Turtonator" She stated in a monotone voice. As a Fire-Dragon Type, and one that was probably being actively trained, she was probably unbothered by most challengers.

With good reason, I thought as I ran down my potential partners for this match. Vulpix was my most powerful but also my most disadvantaged. Her Fairy Typing wasn't present until her evolution meaning she didn't have immunity to half of the opponents typing. She was good and was able to take out a fire type before but that was with a pompous egotistical trainer. Kiawe wouldn't panic over being put on the back foot early. If anything it would get him excited and cause him to rally.

Cutiefly was a decent option, her Fairy typing gave her immunity and she already had a fully super effective move against her. There was an issue with her durability though. She was tough for her size but I knew she probably couldn't take more than one or two direct hits. Her opponent was a prolific Fire Type Trainer and had a love of Flamethrower. Cutiefly could probably dodge and weave around the columns of fire for a while but if she got clipped then it would significantly hinder her. Not to mention being covered in a constant pollen powder made that fire all the more dangerous for Bug half. I did have one option left and she did have experience fighting a superior Fire foe.

"Let's make 'em work for it, Pancham!" I tossed her Pokeball and released my scrappy Fighting type. She actually came out stretching, showing off her tightened abs, thighs and ass. She cracked her knuckles before dropping into a stance to glare at her opponent. Turtonator actually blinked and looked at Kiawe incredulously. I narrowed my eyes as she seemed to be offended that Pancham was her opponent. Before Kiawe could calm her down Charizard popped her own Pokeball and roared at the younger Fire Type. After that a simple look to Pancham got Turtonator to reexamine her. Pancham actually ignored her new idol's appearance focusing on preparing for the match but I could see the tension in her frame. She was now anxious to prove she was as incredible as Sensei, Senpais, and Charizard-sama believed her to be. Turtonator turned around and lowered her stance. It seems she was ready for anything to be thrown at her.

"The match will be between Pancham and Turtonator! Let the battle begin!" Hobbes threw his hand down along with Oricorio.

"Turtonator! Show him how hot we burn! Flamethrower!" Kiawe started the battle fast and I was instantly on the backfoot. Turtonator sucked in a deep breath and opened her mouth to reveal rows of sharp jagged teeth. A torrent of flame poured out and raced towards us.

"Pancham, Comet Punch the dirt in front of you!" Pancham immediately responded, white energy building around her fists before she started throwing them into the loose dirt. The dirt was instantly thrown up in a spray in front of her and was able to dissipate the fire long enough for her to dodge out of the way. I could feel the heat from my position behind her and I had no doubt the fire would have certainly burned Pancham severely.

Turtonator seemed actually surprised her attack was countered so easily and I need to take advantage of that. "Get in close and use Low Sweep!" I called out hoping to catch the large turtle woman off guard. She was bulky and could take a few hits but she was not nimble. Pancham rushed in with grace befitting her small powerful frame.

"Shell Trap!" Kiawe called and Turtonator spun on her toes to position her back to Pancham. Pacham was already in a baseball slide, her feet glowing orange with the Fighting Type energy that seemed to boost her physical capabilities. The Blast Turtle Pokegirl took the hit with a sickening crack of flesh on flesh allowing herself to be swept off her feet from behind as Pancham completed the move. While normally this would be bad for any other Pokegirl, the second Turtonator's volatile spikes connected with the ground a large explosion rang out. Pancham was sent flying away before landing on her feet with a roll. I could see she had a couple of lacerations on her arms and legs, no doubt from the ground shrapnel that had formed from the blast.

Turtonator didn't escape unscathed. It seemed she was immune to her own blast but not the rocks and debris that it produced as some of her shell had nicks. That wasn't even taking into consideration the deep purple bruises forming on her calves from Pancham's attack. Turtonator rolled herself to her feet and seemed to assess her opponent. I could see the wince as she realized the damage to her legs she had received, probably not expecting such a small Pokegirl could hit that hard.

"Pancham, rush in!" I shouted and Pancham took the offensive. Kiawe didn't have Turtonator set another trap instead probably waiting for what I had planned. Instead he went on offense too with another Flamethrower. Pancham duck to the left out of the way as best she could and continued her mad dash to get in close.. I finished command as soon as she got close to the fire breathing dragon. "Slide, strike, and grab her tail!" It was a simple thing for Pancham to charge her fists with Comet Punch and strike each leg as she passed under the hefty turtle woman. The crunch from Pancham's left strike and Turtonator snapping her mouth shut to cut the Flamethrower told me that might have been a bit of a critical hit. She completed her commands as she quickly stood up and grabbed the large flat tail.

"Circle Throw-" I tried to command but Kiawe wasn't giving up.

"Dragon Tail!" He called and Turtonator's tail glowed a sickly green that crackled with purple energy. It provided enough force for the Turtle Pokegirl to rip the tail from Pancham's grasp and I didn't have enough time to call an audible. I could hear the loud thump as a tail almost as big as her torso smashed into her.

"Pan!" She cried as she was sent across the battlefield before rolling to a stop in front of me. She had picked up a fair amount of dirt from her flight and I could see a deep bleeding cut across her chest from the impact point. I really started to worry when she struggled to her hands and knees before coughing up blood.

"Pancham! Are you okay?!" I shouted out to my Pokegirl. I knew logically that healing pods like Hobbes said they had could cure all but the most terminal cases but emotionally seeing one of my girls coughing blood overrode that thinking. Pancham wiped her mouth before sending me a little thumbs up. She struggled to her feet while keeping her breaths shallow, no doubt a broken rib or two keeping her from breathing properly. Turtonator turned to face us again but I could tell she was struggling to stand if the quivering of her legs were any indication.

Kiawe and I were silent as our Pokegirls sized each other up. We are clearly going for opposite strategies to complement our Pokegirls strengths. Unlike with Cutiefly and Vulpix, I had to get into close range with Pancham. Kiawe likewise loved a ranged artillery attack with Flamethrower. In theory I should have been able to rush through the attacks, get in close, and close the gap in power between our Pokegirls with speed and technique. Only problem is Turtonator has her own built in defense against Physical Rushers. I eyed those glowing spikes that indicated an ability to stop and physical attackers dead in their tracks. I need to do something quickly before I run out of steam.

"Flamethrower, again!" Kiawe called and grimaced but got an idea. I hoped Hobbes and Lille wouldn't be too mad.

"Pancham, Karate Chop the field to make your own shield!" Pancham's eyes widened as she quickly broke a part of the arena. She then showed her strength off by picking the boulder she had created up and using it to block the fire. The boulder glowed red hot on the side facing the flames but Pancham, sweating from the heat, was able to hold on and bunker down behind it. Finally after a few seconds the fire relented and let us go on the attack once again.

"Throw it at her!" I shouted and Pancham picked the super heated stone and tossed it right at her current enemy. Turtonator and Kiawe panicked slightly as the super heated stone sailed through the air at her.

"Dragon Tail!" Kiawe shouted and Turtonator pivoted to slice her glowing tail through the rock. She kept the motion going to face Pancham again only to see the kung-fu Panda girl had leapt after the attack, her right hand glowing orange. The first Karate Chop landed right on top of Turtonator's skull and nearly dropped her into the ground face first. The following Arm Thrust was striking at her chest plate and shoulders. Cracks started to form from the impacts and Turtonator could feel her breath being pushed out against her will every attack. She held firm waiting for her trainer's command that eventually came.

"Grab her while she's close!" Kiawe shouted and Turtonator's clawed hands shot out and snagged Pancham's own fists. Pancham tried to get away from the Fire-Dragon's grip but without the proper leverage the runt could only do so much right now. Still, Turtonator thought as she watched the young Pokegirl struggle under her, you have a strong warrior's spirit. There's no doubt you will live up to Elder Charizard's expectations, you just need more time to bloom.

"Pancham, charge a Low Sweep into her chest!" I called out desperately hoping it would be enough to break the Blast Turtle's grip on my Pokegirl. The attack connected right into the opening on her stomach but the Dragon didn't falter.

"You were an amazing opponent. You fought with passion and drive that matches Wela Volcano's own fires. It was an honor to face you today, Michael and Pancham. Finish this with Flamethrower!" Kiawe called with a booming voice. Turtonator breathed deeply before letting Pancham go and engulfing her in flames. It was only for a few seconds and it largely just threw her backwards towards me but I was horrified by the sight of my Pokegirl getting consumed by flames. Pancham was left writhing on the ground with deep burns across her front half. I could even smell the burning hair from her arms and legs. I quickly used her pokeball to recall her as Hobbes called the match. I didn't let him finish his grand standing as I immediately demanded to see the healing pods they had.

I would have to congratulate Kiawe on his win later. For now I had a Pokegirl to take care of and an image of a little cheerful fighter getting consumed to forget.

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"You're more than welcome to wait here till lunch. Her healing went well so she shouldn't take long to wake up." A brunette maid explained as we left the little healing room they had set up around the mansion. She had already gone through the process of healing Pancham in her ball and I had released her to carry her to a bed for rest. I nodded as she began to leave before stopping. "Oh and one more thing. The bedside table has various supplies for you and your Pokegirl to use." She said with a sly smile.

I nodded numbly and began putting Pancham to bed. I pulled the covers away and grimaced as I placed her down. I could see the most obvious damage. Healing pods were incredible things, capable of stitching and repairing damage almost instantly on Pokegirls who were inside their pokeballs. The only problem was they were 99% effective. That meant it often left scars for the Pokegirls and their Trainer's to deal with. Most Pokegirls saw them as badges of honor, a tough fight survived, a topographical map of their achievements and strengths. However there was something to be said about the first one. Pancham had gotten one hell of a first scar.

A winding patch of gnarled skin came down from her left shoulder to touch the top of her right breast. She had most likely tried to dodge at the last second and ended up getting the pressurized force of the flame right there before it spread out. It would fade eventually becoming smoother but for right now it was definitely something we would have to talk about. I logically knew that this is something that happened in Pokegirl battles. It was natural and often something honorable, if Kiawe's Charizard was anything to go by. I put Pancham out in a situation that I felt she had the ability to overcome and she gave it her all. We did our best and failed so a scar is the natural outcome.

Logically I knew everything would be fine in the long run. Emotionally I felt wrecked in the short term. Cutiefly tried to cheer me up with a hug and Rotom tried to reassure me.

"I think it looks badass. Certainly helps the hardened warrior she wanted to be." The Plasma ghost explained as she took pictures of Pancham's sleeping form. I nodded numbly in response which got a frown from the awake Pokegirls.

"Michael, Pancham will not blame you for this. She knows you two gave it your all. What's the matter?" Rotom asked

"I- Honestly, it's the end of the match. I just keep replaying the end. How she was just…consumed by that fire. It just felt like she was going to die." Rotom and Cutiefly were certainly confused by that statement.

"It would be highly unlikely that Flamethrower would have been fatal, even to a small Pokegirl like Cutiefly. Why are you worried?"

"It's not so much that I'm worried as I was irrationally afraid. I've lost a lot already. I don't want to lose even more." I said as I placed a hand on Pancham's thigh and the other on Cutiefly's leg. "I know I'll have to accept it to be a great trainer. It doesn't mean I have to enjoy when my girls are hurt." I stated and that seemed to satisfy Rotom's curiosity. A knock at the door alerted me and it opened before I could respond. Rapp's pink hair poked around the corner and her face softened as she saw me.

"Hey." She stated as she entered the room, closing the door behind her. "They wanted to make sure you were okay. You kinda bolted out of there."

"Yeah, I'll have to apologize to Kiawe. Congratulate him on the win. Didn't mean to bolt, I was just worried about Pancham." I said rubbing her thighs. She seemed to be enjoying it as she was smiling softly in her sleep. Rapp nodded and sat down next to us. She slowly played with Pancham's hair as she eyed the scar.

"For what happened and how quickly you bolted I expected something a lot worse." She said hovered a hand next to the scar tissue. I nodded numbly as Cutiefly nervously played with my hand.

"She'll probably think it's cool once she's up. I don't know, I just saw her take that direct hit and I-"

"Panicked? Only thought about how important it was to heal her? Wouldn't mind snapping at a cute stranger while rushing into a Pokegirl Center?" She smirked and I picked up her tone. I guess she does understand how it feels.

"You've had Zubat way longer than I've been a trainer." I stated which drew a look of surprise from her, "Does it get any easier watching them take big hits like that?"

She paused as she thought of what to say. "I remember…the first time I battled with Zubat. We had been practicing against Dad's Meowscarada. We didn't know they were just taking it easy on us the whole time." She sighed, "In hindsight I should have known. Dad used to be competitive and that was his starter."

"I didn't know your dad was competitive." I blinked in surprise.

"Yeah! Got into a couple leagues before he figured he wanted to be a lawyer for whatever reason." She shook her head. "Anyways, I wanted to challenge someone else thinking I was great cause I could hit Meowscarada. Ended up fighting a kid with Geodude." She grew a bit teary eyed. "Zubat's hair actually still doesn't grow correctly on her right side."

She took a deep breath, "I think even Champion's don't like seeing their Pokegirls get hurt. It's just not something everyone enjoys. But I think that they understand how tough their girls are and put their worries aside for the sake of their Pokegirl's own pride. They know how strong they are."

I nodded as I thought about how tough my Pokegirls were. Pancham took a beating out there and while she was resting now I know she'll be up tomorrow doing crunches. Vulpix went through abuse at her former trainer's hand yet she stands resolute. Even at her size Cutiefly has taken more hits than I thought she should have been able to.

"Thanks Rapp." I smiled. She was about to say something when a yawn that turned into a moan cut us off. Pancham's bleary eyes were scanning the room until they landed on me. She smiled and gave another yawn.

"Pancham~"

"Well look who's up. You did real good out there, cutie~" Rapp praised Pancham who beamed a wholesome smile at her. She looked at me as she sat up, a slight nervousness in her eyes.

"You did amazing. I couldn't have asked for a better fight." Pancham lit up like a Christmas tree and launched herself into my arms. I was suddenly pushed down by the weight of a snuggle bound panda girl. Rapp and I laughed as she seemed intent on getting as much surface area on me in the shortest amount of time. Cutiefly wanted in on the hug and immediately snuck her way in between our bodies.

We stayed like for a few seconds before Pancham's hips started to rock. I was acutely aware as a wet spot started to form on my leg and Pancham's breathing grew heavy.

"Uhh, Rapp, It- I uhh- It seems Pancham is-" I stuttered over my words before Rapp interrupted me.

"Oh would you look at the time? I think Princess said lunch is in half an hour! I should go grab a seat before the big kid takes the best spot!" Rapp stated with a deep red blush. She was out the door in a flash leaving me alone with a rapidly lustful panda girl. The bite on my neck just served to remind me how pressing the situation was.

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I entered the dining room where lunch was being served. I thanked the maid who led me here and she responded with a polite bow. I had returned my now satisfied and unconscious Pokegirls and attempted to clean up after ourselves. Even after I had "freshened up" I could still smell the sweat on me. I just hope no one says anything…

I was expecting a large dining room with a table that could sit a small militia with an extravagant chandelier hanging over it. I was right about the chandelier but it seems they had swapped the large dining table out for a smaller more intimate circular table. The Pokegirls that hadn't battled today were at a smaller table chattering among themselves. Rotom seemed to be getting frustrated while explaining something to a smiling Togedemaru. Poppilo was blowing bubbles that Bounsweet was popping while dancing.

The humans were at the table already, small chatter criss crossing the table until they saw me. Kiawe immediately stood up with a pensive look on his face. I could see he was covered in sweat, most likely having to care for Turontator after she was healed. There was a thick silence as we stared each other down.

"Michael, I-" Kiawe started.

"Great match." I interrupted while sticking my fist out for a bump. "Sorry I didn't say it earlier. Got a little too worried after that final Flamethrower." Kiawe blinked before a large smile grew on his face.

"I understand." He returned the fist bump. I released Vulpix who yawned on her release. Apparently I had interrupted her nap giving me a small glare for my trouble. She blinked as Bounsweet cheered and launched herself onto the Ice fox's shoulder.

"Boun, Bounsweet!" The little red Pokegirl cheered. Vulpix's eyes widened and joined the other girls at their table. It wasn't long before a small, ice filled wind joined the bubbles that served as the Fruit Pokegirl's backdrop.

I sat down in-between Lillie and Mallow who both smiled at me, though Lillie's was definitely more of a polite act. I scanned the table to see that the only one we were missing was Rapp. "Hey where's Rapp?" I voiced my confusion and received confused looks in return.

"She went to get you. Did you not see her?" Mallow said. The door opened quickly and a sweaty Rapp entered. She was panting as she closed the door. We all awkwardly stared as she panted red in the face. She straightened herself up before releasing Zubat. She just pointed at the Poison bat to join her fellow Pokegirls. She sat down across from me with a stern look.

"Err are you-" Sophocles brave (or stupid) as he is started to ask only to receive an even sterner glare.

"Not. One. Word." She enunciated every word with a poison as potent as her Pokegirl's. Everyone dropped it and chatter returned. I was prepared to just wait for lunch to be served until a small angelic voice interrupted me.

"U-um," I turned to a nervous Lillie, "I-is Pancham okay? S-she looked pretty bad after the battle…" I blinked as I realized Lillie was stuttering over every word. I didn't think she was the shy stuttering type but then again I only knew her from her interactions on the show and small flashbacks. I can't really judge people by what I know from the anime.

"She's okay now. Your healing pods really helped a lot so thank you for letting me use them." Lillie gave me a bright smile. Too bright!

"That's wonderful! I'm glad we got them. They make healing injured Pokegirls much easier." She looked out the window where wild Pokegirls played and lived. "With all the Pokegirls Mother brings back we need them frequently."

"Are they all your family's Pokegirls?" I asked and Lillie shook her head.

"No. Mother being the head of the Aether Foundation means we take in rescues from around the world. Some of them have had very hard lives but," she smiled softly but sadly, "It's nice to watch them live to the fullest."

I guess her fear of Pokegirls meant she could only watch from afar. "Have you been…scared of Pokegirls for your whole life?" I tried to ask with tact but I could feel myself cringe slightly. Thankfully she didn't seem to be offended.

"No…I used to have fond memories of hugging and playing with Pokegirls. I even had a lovely Clefairy." She smiled fondly, "But one day, I just…couldn't stand any Pokegirls touch. I just…" I nodded as she trailed off. Damn you, Faba, you prick.

She shook her head and smiled again, "I know I can't own a Pokegirl cause I wouldn't be able to take care of her properly but that's okay. I still love them and can watch them from afar, study them, and enjoy them without touching them!" I smiled at her infectious enthusiasm.

"You'd make a good researcher." I encouraged. I might not be able to crack her Pokegirl fear right away but I could easily encourage what she could do now. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with joy. Mallow poked my side and gave me a thumbs up and smile.

The doors swung open and a couple maids wheeled a cart filled with trays of steaming food. Everyone was served a tray of seafood pasta alongside a salad. The Pokegirls seemed to be served a smaller portion of the pasta alongside a small berry tart. Kiawe and I released our missing Pokegirls so they could get their own lunches. There was a tense moment as Pancham and Turtonator stared each other down. However a quick huff from Charizard had the both bashfully praising each other.

The pasta was great but I could definitely tell it wasn't Mallow's. From the face she kept making when she took a bite told me she wasn't as impressed as she could have been. Still it was delicious and everyone was more than happy with a free lunch.

It wasn't long after we were all done that Hobbes returned. "Excuse me, the finals are to begin shortly." Everyone excitedly followed Hobbes to a large theater. A movie screen sat in front of several large couches and chairs. I was bodily dragged by Lana, Mallow and Rapp to one of the largest couches leaving behind a pair of confused boys and a frowning Lillie. The Pokegirls spread out into several piles, play wrestling until they could find a comfortable position. I think Cutiefly was more than comfortable being in between the boobs of Charizard, only slightly less ecstatic than Pancham's spot in-between her thighs.

It seemed Hobbes wanted to give us time to settle in as there was still a Pre-Tournament show going on. A panel of 3 casters were on a stage with a background of a burning caldron.

"What a beautiful flame." Kiawe commented. Lillie nodded along before explaining.

"It's the Moltres flame. It was lit at the start of the competition by Moltres and it burns until the end. They've kept the tradition alive for decades."

"Here in front of the Indigo Plateau, I'm your host Steven Collier, joined here by my co-hosts, Tom Brack and Shannon Sharo. It's been a wild tournament has it gentlemen?"

"You got that right, Trainers from around the world came to compete and now we're down to the best 16 Trainers."

"I tell you I cannot be more excited. The last few days of competition have just been electric."

"You're right, Shannon. It would be remiss of us if we didn't talk about those wonderful Trainers that our Top 16 beat to get to this stage."

"Wow only 16 trainers get into the finals? How?" Lana asked. I dredged up the old memories of Pokemon to hopefully answer.

"Single elimination preliminary rounds. Have to win 4 rounds in order to get to the big stage." I said focussed the screen. This was a huge info dump to me about the world, especially since it was the world of competitive battling I wanted to join.

"Only one mistake and you lose your chance. Such high stakes." Kiawe stated, his eyes also glued to the screen. As a fellow battler he was anticipating the grand battles before him.

"Well we lost them, girls…" Rapp mumbled to a giggling Mallow.

"We had some incredible trainers this year. I personally would like to highlight Joey of Mahogany Town. The Johto native really impressed when his Tyranitar stopped Daniel of Jubilife City's Garchomp. Even at a type disadvantage, they were able to withstand devastating blows to deliver a powerful final blow." A short video of a bloody Tyranitar landing a Hyper Beam to the chest of an equally bloody Garchomp.

"You're definitely right about that but I want to point out some of the great technical trainers we saw. I want to highlight a trainer named Melissa of Crimson City. Her final battle was an exciting toss up of her and her opponent. They both showed why sometimes you don't need to evolve your Pokegirl if you know how to work with her." Footage of a rail thin, plant-like girl suplexing a thicker plant girl played. Huh so that demon Bellsprout is real. And if they're real… I thought.

"You're both right but I really love to highlight those first year trainers. Gary Oak of Pallet may be Professor Oak's grandkid but come on. Y'all know that don't mean nothing. But this kid tore through the league to get here. I'm talking about how he over-achieved on the amount of Badges. And he might have gotten knocked out from the finals but I gotta say, he was super impressive and I wanna see where this kid goes." I blinked as I got to see the final moments of Gary's Battle. A male Trainer named Yoshiki stood across from Gary ordering Golem to end the battle with a Seismic Toss. The rock cover Pokegirl effortlessly picked the large beast Pokegirl Nidoking before jumping and slamming the poison type into the ground with a devastating crunch.

"Hold on, why does that Golem look so weird? It's missing its magnetic rails!" Sophocles cried out before Lillie could explain.

"Alolan Geodude and Golems are vastly different. Due to the high magnetic fields ours inhabit, they evolved differently."

"What? Where did you learn that?" Sophocles protested.

"They always do a lesson on it. Every year dude." Rapp commented.

"Oh that's right! You were late that day!" Mallow said all too cheery.

Sophocles blushed in embarrassment as the broadcast displayed the pictures of 16 trainers. I scanned through quickly and saw who I was looking for. Right in last place was a boy in a red and white cap with a green check. His eyes were determined and the lightning shaped birthmarks were proudly displayed on his cheeks. That's the absolute confirmation I needed. The anime has an influence here.

"If you wanna talk about first time Trainers, I'm all for it." One of the hosts commented. "Look no further than Ritchie of Frodomar City. This kid has been electric on the field, that Pikachu of his really doing some heavy lifting."

"Beginner trainers are good and all but-" I turned the programming out as the caster started to ramble on about random trainers. I wasn't as interested in the analysis or hyping up section of sports to begin with. A poke at my side and a pull caused me to lean back into the waiting arm of Rapp. She smirked slightly at Lana and Mallow who tsk'd in slight anger and jealousy.

"What's wrong champ? Don't care for the show?" She asked.

"No, I'm just antsy for the main event. I want to see how the tournaments are run. Better to see it now than go on a journey and find out last minute."

The others who didn't know I wanted to go on a journey looked at me funny.

"What do you mean? Do you plan to go and challenge one of the leagues?" Kiawe asked, hesitant in even putting it to words. His love of the islands and dream of replacing his grandfather as Kahuna clashed heavily with a journey outside Alola.

"I do. I want to challenge a league to find new Pokegirls, get even stronger and maybe one day be considered a great trainer." I explained.

"What about school? You shouldn't miss class." Lillie offered and I shook my head.

"I'm not even enrolled in school yet. Haven't even toured it." That caused Mallow to gasp.

"What do you mean you're not enrolled yet?! I thought you met with Professor Kukui?!" She exclaimed and I shook my head.

"I met him for a PokeQuest. Not to enroll." She pouted but I guess she forgot that I had told her that.

"Why are you so worried? You can just do it for him." Rapp waved off their concerns. That got everyone excited.

"You're right! We can show you all the amazing things at the Pokegirl School! Like the Tauros fields, the swimming track for Water Types-" Lillie started.

"The battlefields, stables-" Kiawe continues.

"And the classrooms!" Sophocles finished excitedly. I grimaced. While I wasn't against going to the school there were far too many potential roadblocks. Roadblocks I could very well bring up without revealing a lot of misfortunate facts about me. Who would have thought that being homeless and an orphan would be such a bar to education.

Instead I got an idea to share the pain I was suddenly gifted with. I wrapped my arm around the pink haired girl beside me, which sent her into a blushing fit. "Yeah! You can show us both around. After all, Rapp's considering coming back."

"Wait wha-" Rapp shook her blush off before Mallow squealed.

"Eeeeee! That's amazing! I knew you'd come back! And now you'll be in the same class as us! We have to do it this week! You'll both love it!" Mallow started squeezing the life out of Rapp from across my lap. Well that semi-back fired. I thought as I felt Mallow's soft breasts press directly into my crotch.

"Alright alright! Get off! I'm supposed to be the intimidating punk girl!" Rapp struggled free and I readjusted to conceal my new boner. Mallow was blushing slightly, probably having felt through her thin dress. Everyone returned to their seats to watch as the first match coverage began.

"Jerk." A whispered rasp tickled my ear. I smirked and leaned back to whisper in her ear.

"Call it a Pain Split, honey." I whispered back and saw her shudder from my voice. She leaned back with a red blush and I decided to back off.

Well at least I know I get to see the inside of the Pokegirl School. Hopefully they don't ask too many questions…

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Ash's loss was even more embarrassing live. The coverage really didn't paint him in a good light as his Charizard refused to battle. The casters questioning his abilities as a Trainer for not evolving all his Pokegirls also rubbed me the wrong way. But it's all fair criticism. He's not the elite level trainer he'll become. Just have to wait and see.

The other matches were incredible too. Extreme matches of speed, power and technique were on display with Pokegirls of all kinds. The winner declared, a girl who had blazed through the competition with a Gardevoir by her side, and the closing ceremony was on its way. Apparently as a special treat and capstone for the event there would be an exhibition match between Lance and last year's tournament winner.

"Wait so she doesn't have to face the Elite Four?" Lana asked. Everyone looked around before Rotom booped from her spot beside the projector.

"Apparently winning a League just grants you the ability to challenge that region's Elite Four at any point before the next year! You have to win one match against each member before you can challenge the champion! Often those matches are broadcast. Basically a climb to the top before time runs out!"

"So they can just keep challenging the Elites? Would you eventually just be able to break through?" Sophocles asked, probably already thinking of the odds of just bull rushing the Four every day for a year straight.

"You have to consider the damage your Pokegirls will take." Rapp said. "Matches at that level are bound to be extreme and probably leave a bunch of damage that takes weeks at minimum to heal."

"They're also Elites. They're like…all one person armies." Lana said.

"I guess if it's an exhibition match instead of a title match whoever won last year either ran out of time or couldn't get all 4 wins before challenging Lance." I said.

Lance and a man with green hair took the boxes across from each other. The serious looks on their faces told me this was going to be a special match. The ref called for a 1v1 match with standard rules.

"Go, Aggron!" The green-haired man yelled and his pokeball released. The Pokegirl landed with a roar, her muscles bulging out from underneath her natural steel armor. The armor covered most of her body, making me think of days when I modded Skyrim. However I could still see the bounce of her DD assets and wide hips.

"Dragonite, go." Lance calmly stated and the dragon type landed on the field. Even through a screen I could feel the power the Dragon exudes. From the way Charizard, Turtonator and Vulpix, the 3 arguably most alpha Pokegirls, perked up they could as well. She might lack the soft muzzle of her Pokemon counterpart but she was still rocking a chubby thick body with breath and ass that jiggles with every motion. I wasn't fooled by that however, under all that was a sea of steel cable like muscle.

The broadcast displayed infographics about both Pokegirls which drew a bit of shock.

"She's a dragon? She's so soft!" Sophocles shouted.

"So? We have a dragon right in front of us and I don't see her taking flight anytime soon." I joked and Turtonator actually nodded. Kiawe nodded alongside me.

"What do you mean? Charizard is a dragon!" The round boy protested to blank stares from everyone.

"Charizard…isn't classified as a Dragon type, Sophocles." Lillie tried to put it gently. Rapp had other ideas.

"Big whoop. Some Pokegirls that don't look like Dragons are, some that do look like Dragons aren't. What's it matter?" She said roughly.

"I heard there's a Dragon type in Alola that doesn't act like any other Dragon Type. She goes out of her way for children and weak PokeGirls." Lillie stated. Lana and Mallow gasped at the same time.

"GRANDMA FOREST!" They shouted.

"Eh? Who's that?" Rapp asked.

"When we're smaller Mallow got us lost-" "Hey!" "We were scared and lonely before a big Pokegirl found us. She was so kind and funny." Lana told her story.

"We tried to go back and thank her but we lost where she lived. We became closer friends but we never did get the chance." Mallow finished.

"I would like to thank her." Lillie said. "If it weren't for you 2 inviting me to lunch I don't think I ever could have made it."

"It's too bad we can't remember what Pokegirl she was." Mallow said wistfully. I debated on how to steer the conversation. I obviously knew what Grandma Forest was but how to make them realize…

"Was there anything you remember? Like a Pokegirl's gotta eat. Do you know what berry trees were around?" I asked

Mallow and Lana rubbed their heads as they concentrated before speaking in unison.

"Bittersweets!"

"When we were lost, Grandma Forest gave us these red berries! They were bitter at first but became really sweet the longer you chew!" Mallow exclaimed with an excited Lana nodding.

"That enough for you to go on Rotom?" I asked the possessed phone.

"What's the magic word~?" Rotom sang and I rolled my eyes.

"Please?"

"I was looking for "I'll stick it down your throat" but that will work." I think I saw Lillie's hat fly up in a steam cloud with that one.

"Okay! The closest I could get would be Haban Berries!" She displayed a picture of the berry to our friends who immediately nodded.

"That's it! Those are the ones."

"Checking local topographical data! There's a grove of Haban berries near a large lake! It's actually not far from where Michael lives- I mean trains!" That little hiccup aside, she displayed her quick research findings.

"Oh so that's where the river fork leads." I recognized the bend of the river that flowed towards the lake. The other path was towards the grassland where I met Vulpix and I could even see the waterfall grove where I had set up camp.

"Guys! I think I had a great idea! Next week let's go to that lake! Even if we don't find Grandma Forest we can spend a great day in the water!" Mallow declared with determination to the approval of everyone.

"Do you mind if I invite Tupp and Zipp next time? I promise Michael will keep them in line."

"Oi."

"Of course! It's a party!" Everyone nodded along with Mallow, swept up in her idea.

With that settled I leaned back into the couch with Rapp and Mallow taking an arm each for a pillow to watch with. Lana pouted but ended up laying across all 3 of our laps to enter the cuddle pile.

Well, looks like my next week is booked solid. I thought as the match continued. Aggron landed a good suplex only for Dragonite to jump up and land a devastating Fire Punch that was hot enough to melt part of Aggron's armored jaw. First gotta fool the teachers at school and then meet a Dragon Type that burns down bullies houses… eh what's the worst that could happen.

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Pokegirl Profile!

Name: Charizard

Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 186 lbs

Hair color: Crimson Red

Eye color: Orange

Wings: Orange and Blue, Dragon-like

Bust size: F cup

Personality: Dominant and Aggressive (Weak to compliments)

Defining Features: Large Wings, Battle scars, Burning tail, Crush me in your thighs