Warning: This story idea was originally made by Metroanime. All of the foundational work belongs to Metroanime and all of his contributors. The contents of the Crimson League, however, are not Metroanime's. This storyline should be considered separate, but of the same universe. Most data entries were created by me and are not to be taken as canon Metroanime. Other data entries were taken from the BE Pokegirl Addventure.

Again, this work is NOT by Metroanime. Any similarities are purely coincidental or an attempt at kissing Metroanime's ass. As for anyone who pops here as well as in Metroanime's storyline... well, everyone's got a twin, right? Well, sometimes that twin has a similar life too. Beeeedah! ^_^

Anyone who'd like to help out a story maker like me with ideas on possible tamers, storylines or pokegirls; you can write to me, send your e-mail to: akun15@hotmail.com

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Actually, if you've found this chapter, what the hell are you doing reading this again?

New Notation: I know a lot of you are wondering what an 'Amachoke' is or why I've chosen to shorten the name from 'Amazonchoke' to 'Amachoke'. I figure the word 'Amazon' would be too worn out if I kept that up.

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Wild Horses & Pokegirls - Crimson League
Chapter 9 - Junpei: Hero or Brock-Equivalent?

Yuka moaned as she woke up. Her body was aching all over. Not too much of a surprise, considering she'd passed out from hypothermia. She was laying on a single mattress with a thick and warm blanket placed over her. She was naked underneath the blanket, but she had more pressing concerns, such as finding out where she was.

She was in a metal cell with four tiny air vents and one thick-looking metal door. She looked around and found her and Ben's pokebelts were laying near her, but Ben was nowhere to be seen.

Confused, Yuka reached for the pokeballs and unleashed all of the girls. Kei and Satomi seemed depressed from their loss, but otherwise fine.

"Do any of you know where Ben is?" Yuka asked.

The answer was a unanimous 'no'. Yuka sighed, before facing Pirotess and Kei.

"Well, since Ben's not here, one of you two should take charge." Yuka announced, motioning to the Growltit and the Drow Zee.

"Me?" Kei inquired, startled at the suggestion that she could be a leader.

"Well, from what Ben told me, you're his oldest pokegirl. Sometimes it's a wise leader who's needed more than an intelligent one." Yuka responded.

Kei was still uncertain, but nodded in agreement. However, just Yuka was handing the Growltit Ben's pokebelt, all four of Ben's pokegirls doubled over, holding themselves.

"What? What's wrong?!" Yuka asked.

"Ben... no can feel all of sudden.... feel cold..." Kei murmurred.

Yuka's face paled. She knew that bonded pokegirls could feel things that their masters experienced and visa versa, but if they couldn't feel him, that meant his bond with them had been forcefully severed. That could only happen through strong magic, very powerful psionics or... death.

While Yuka knew it was possible for even a fragment of the Limbec Pirates to have strong magic or psionics, they had been nicknamed 'man-haters' for a reason. The possibility that he was dead was very strong.

Suddenly, the four girls stood and shook their heads in confusion. Kei spoke up, "He fine again?"

Maybe they'd tried to sever the bonds without success? Yuka didn't like that idea at all. That meant they'd try again.

Ben wasn't dead, though he certainly felt very close to it. They'd summoned four powerful Ka-D-Bras to disabling his bonds to his pokegirls. 'So they wouldn't feel pain from his passing'. The severence had been extremely painful. On top of that, he'd grown used to the warmth given by the bonds with his girls, and the sudden removal made him very cold and afraid.

He was in a room with a single one-way window and a metal door. He was laying flat on a metal slab with his wrists restrained by metal clasps above his head while his feet were held by simple rope. His shirt, shoes and socks were gone, but his pants were still on. Numerous medical pads were stuck about his body to allow his captors to view his physical condition. From the ceiling hung a strange looking radar dish was pointed at his stomach.

Madam Arctica did feel some very distant sense of remorse. He was a skilled fighter, after all. Had the boy in front of them been born female, they would have simply brought her into the Limbec Pirates. Even now, they could have simply changed him into a pokegirl with water from Jusenkyo Toxic Spell Dump.

However, he had the spirit of their lady, Madam Lao, within his body. Extracting it would kill him, almost undoubtedly. How unfortunate. Then again, the boy's own spectral identity was very high as well. He might be able to survive the process. If he did, he was certainly good enough to transform into a pokegirl.

But the more pressing matter was the recovery of Madam Lao's spirit. Once they had that, they could create a body for Madam Lao to inhabit. Then the Limbec Pirates would rise again and crush the stupid fools who thought they knew what was best for the world.

The thought actually made Madam Arctica feel aroused as she recalled her own taming at Lao's hands. Seeing as Ice Princesses, upon reaching their full maturity, live roughly two hundred and eighty years, seventy years felt like a mere twenty year wait.

Madam Arctica snapped out of her first public daydream in nineteen years to focus on giving the command, "Begin the extraction."

As the dish pointing at him began to glow with a cerulean light, Ben felt the cold feeling again, only it was much more intense and all over his body. It was similar to that time he'd gotten caught in a raging blizzard while wearing inadequate clothing when he was only six.

However, unlike how the loss of his connection to his pokegirls felt, the intense chill faded. He felt really tired, but otherwise fine. If that was supposed to kill him, it had failed. They had apparently realized that fact as the dish powered down.

"He's still alive." Madam Arctica noted with a hint of approval and, had someone known Madam Arctica well enough, they might have noted the very vague awe.

"Madam Arctica, we have Madam Lao's spirit in containment." the technician Goth announced, motioning to the orihalcon tube that contained Lao's spirit.

"Very good. Tell everyone to pack up. We've moving to the second facility." Madam Arctica declared.

"Ma'am, there's another intruder!" the security Bunny Girl said via the intercom, "He's got an Elf leading him through one of the outer corridors."

"What?" Madam Arctica asked, restraining her rage from freezing the room around her.

"They'll be here in about twenty minutes." the security Bunny Girl announced.

"Ma'am, we can probably do an emergency evacuation, but we'll have to leave some equipment and girls behind." the technician Goth suggested.

"Fine, begin the evacuation. Take all the important equipment, destroy anything that has any information that could lead them to us later." Madam Arctica announced.

"What about the tamer?" the Goth inquired.

"Reestablish his bonds, then leave him." Madam Arctica answered, startling the Goth. However, Madam Arctica didn't stay to answer the question that was on the Goth's mind. She instead headed to the medical lab, where Naoko finished strapped the ten puppet men to crash carts.

"Doctor, set a time-release on test subjects #239 and #388. Set it for nineteen minutes." Madam Arctica told the doctor.

Naoko nodded with a mild shudder. Madam Arctica did feel a bit of regret that she would not be taking the boy or his companions with her, but they could be recaptured. Besides, it was almost assured that the intruder who was entering was a friend of the boy's or the girl's and had probably alerted the authorities.

Junpei, Airi, Ritsuko, Celcia and Rapier were making their way down the corridor. Celcia was leading the group with her eyes closed and her arms extended in front of her. A black ball of energy crackled between her hands as she walked. The other four were walking single file behind her.

"Why'd they make this cooridor so darn long?" Rapier griped, already annoyed by the long and tedious trip.

"They probably made it so they could repel intruders more easily." Ritsuko noted.

"WHAT?! Then why aren't we rushing?" Rapier demanded.

"Because we might trigger traps if we were to move too quickly." Ritsuko answered.

"I know it's tedious, Rapier, but Celcia's spell for avoiding traps only moves so fast." Airi responded.

"Actually, it's because of the fact that if we were to move faster, there wouldn't be enough time to avoid the traps were we to run into one." Celcia joined in.

"And I have no intention of feeling one of Celcia's Regeneration spells again." Junpei joined in.

"You big baby." Celcia huffed.

Just then, they noticed the end of the passageway and the opening of the facility.

"Soooo, this is the big bad evil hideout, huh?" Junpei asked, only vaguely impressed because it's size.

Celcia frowned, "I can't sense very many people around."

The group began exploring the cooridors of the facility. They has just entered a four-way intersection when Rapier's sudden cry brought the group's attention to the Amazonlee.

"I.... was here before...." Rapier spoke aloud, clutching her forehead.

"Easy, Rapier. We're here." Junpei said, laying a hand on Rapier's shoulder.

The blue-haired girl smiled gratefully at Junpei, then focused, "They were doing experiments with combining pokegirl DNA....."

The Amazonlee's eyes widened as images flashed in her mind, "I was... one of their experiments... a fusion between Elf and Amazonlee, but I didn't come out like they expected. I was more Amazonlee than Elf..."

"Rapier?" Airi asked, concerned as the Amazonlee's voice began to catch.

"They... they were looking.. looking for a fusion breed that would result in... a very powerful pokegirl. One far beyond what is out there right now..." Rapier replied.

"How the heck were they doing that? A high level Dildo Queen using a Shemale technique?" Junpei asked.

"With DNA, it doesn't matter if the donors male or female. They could take the DNA from two Pokegirls and fuse them to get a new pokegirl." Ritsuko explained, "For instance, if you were to combine me and Mike's DNA, you'd probably get a ghost type pokegirl that could use fire attacks or a fire pokegirl that could use ghost attacks."

"Huh." Junpei grunted, understanding the explanation and not liking the idea of somebody taking his magnificent DNA.

"Do you remember what their final result was?" Celcia asked.

Rapier nodded, "I think they couldn't get anything conclusive. Some of the samples were too unstable and would die within hours of being released, some were too weak to survive long and then... there were samples like me, who were distributed out as we weren't exceptional enough to use of, but we weren't failures either."

"How many did they make?" Airi asked.

"About five hundred, but I honestly don't know for certain. They might have had a numbering system that was exaggerated." Rapier answered.

"Hey, the ones there were unstable... How powerful do you think they might be?" Ritsuko inquired suddenly.

"They were estimated as being the equivalent of a very high level pokegirl. Why?" Rapier asked.

"BECAUSE HERE COMES ONE!" Ritsuko cried, pointing down one path.

The pokegirl in question might have been attractive had she not were drooling excessively with pupiless eyes focused on the quintet. She was green with blue tiger-stripes. On her back was a plant sprout, indicating she was a Boobasaur, but she had a long tail, which was something that Boobasaurs didn't normally have.

"#239! We're in serious trouble!" Rapier declared.

"Why?" Celcia asked.

"#239 is a grass/fire fusion! She's immune to fire attacks, she heals from water attacks and while her DNA is mostly stable, her mind isn't! She was considered to have a lifespan of a month, but that's more than we'll have if we don't-!" Rapier explained just as the sprout on #239's back opened.

A Solarbeam, wreathed in flames, shot at the group, who dove for the safety of the two hallways not in the beam's path. Junpei, Celcia and Ritsuko dove one way while Airi, Rapier and Mike dove the other.

"She seems to have learned how to combine a fire and a grass attack too." Airi noted.

"What's the other half of her DNA?" Celcia asked.

"A tigress." Rapier explained just before a barrage of flaming seedlings shot past the intersection almost faster than the group could track.

"Hmmmm....." Celcia murmurred, a plan forming in her head.

Yuka kicked the door in frustration. She had hoping it would give, but the Limbec Pirates understood the capacity of strength inherent in many pokegirl types. After all, some of the best fighters they had were Minotauras and Amachamps, so they knew how to restrain power. They'd also taken the time to create a special field which cancelled the psychic powers that the other girls had, otherwise Pirotess would have had them out a lot sooner.

The solution was that they probably only restrained one or two in a single room. Thus, between Jun, Bambi and herself, they SHOULD be able to break free.

"Okay, here's the plan. The instant I near the door, I want you to punch it as hard as you can." Yuka explained.

Bambi and Jun nodded and prepared to strike the door. Yuka backed up to the far wall and readied herself before charging at the door. As Yuka leapt at the door, Bambi and Jun struck the door hard. Yuka's double foot stomp smashed it out of it's frame and into the far wall of the hallway.

"All right!" Yuka cheered.

Ben sighed. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break the ropes and he sure as hell wasn't strong enough to break the metal clasps. He'd been laying on the cold metal slab for about half an hour. While he was glad they had the decency to reconnect him to his pokegirls, they had pretty much left him alone.

He was cold and this time it had nothing to do with anything metaphysical. The room was REALLY cold. And getting colder for some reason. Ben raised his head as the door to the room opened, hoping it was Junpei or Yuka.

It was a naked pokegirl with pale skin and long hair that was colored light purple. His eyes widened in terror as she strode towards him. Worse, it was a pokegirl with the ability to generate cold uncontrollably.

She straddled his naked stomach and leaned down to kiss him. Her body felt like a giant block of ice, but the passion in her kiss felt like a pokegirl in a breeding frenzy. She slid herself until she was laying on him, her hands sliding up and down his forearms as she ground herself against the hardness of his cock. His body seemed oddly willing despite the cold.

She slid a cool hand into his pants and he nearly leapt off the slab as the burning cold flesh touched his hot manhood. She pulled her hand out and began to unzip his pants.

"Junpei, I'm going to use a Cone of Cold Spell. But before she's immobolized, I want you to decide what we should do with her." Celcia explained.

"Huh?" Junpei asked.

"Look, she's genetically unstable. We take her with us and she'll die a few weeks later or we can kill her now." Celcia answered.

Junpei considered it. It was a very difficult decision.

"We'll take her with." Junpei replied.

"You are sure, right?" Celcia asked.

"Once we get her drooling problem under control, I think she'd make a good companion. We just gotta make sure never to use her in combat." Junpei responded, before adding, "Besides, unless she was in great pain or she did something against my moral code, I've never approved of killing."

Celcia smiled. It was one of the few things she always liked about Junpei. As soon as the latest barrage of flaming seedlings shot past, Celcia stuck her right hand out and unleashed her Cone of Cold spell. The fire/plant girl fell to the floor, shaking uncontrollably as the icy spell did it's work with quick and ruthless efficiency.

Junpei lept out of the hallway and flung a pokeball at the shaking girl, absorbing her easily. The ball shook for a few seconds before stabilizing.

"Whew. That was something else..." Ritsuko noted.

"Well, let's get back to trying to find Ben and Yu-" Airi began before noticing something behind Celcia and shrugging, "Well, Yuka's accounted for, at least."

Junpei took a gander at Yuka's state of dress and bit his tongue to keep from whistling. The female tamer had fashioned a loincloth / tank top ensemble from a white bedsheet. With her was Kei, Jun and Pirotess, who wore similar outfits. For some reason, the torn outfits made the girls look a bit sexier than normal.

"Hey, have you guys seen Ben?" Yuka asked.

"No, we haven't." Ritsuko answered.

Kei and Pirotess looked unnaturally concerned.

"Is anything wrong?" Airi inquired.

"Well, it's just that... a while ago, Kei and the others felt someone trying to sever their bonds with Ben, but then it was stopped." Yuka explained.

"What the hell is up with that?" Junpei asked.

"I think they may have been performing a dangerous experiment. Master level psychics are said to be able to suspend bonding temporarily. When it ended, they probably reinstated the bonds." Celcia responded.

"But why?" Junpei asked.

"Junpei, do you understand much about bonding?" Yuka inquired.

"Well, I know that it involves a lot of flinching..." Junpei shrugged.

"A bond is a metaphysical connection between spirits. It might even be a connection of the souls. When a bond is formed, both people in the bond can feel what the other is feeling. The depth of some bonds can be so great that some tamers can even use techniques to absorb damage so their pokegirls can keep fighting. It's also advantageous because the damage is reduced, though it's never been concluded as to how much can be absorbed." Celcia explained.

"Huh, sounds kinda-" Junpei was about to comment that it would be a bit freaky to feel what getting humped would be like via a bond when Pirotess and Kei jumped, their hair standing on end for a brief moment.

"Damn that was cold!" Pirotess yelped.

"What was?" Celcia asked.

"It feel like ice cube on clitoris episode all over again!" Kei exclaimed.

There was a small pause as the group collectively stared at Kei, but it was quickly ignored as Celcia began casting a tracking spell.

"He should be.... down the pathway that #239 came from." Celcia declared.

"Who's #239?" Yuka asked.

"Long story, no time." Junpei responded, scooping up #239's pokeball as they hurried down the hallway.

Ben's mind was not focused on the incredibly cold girl. While she was growing warmer by the second, it was because of the body heat she was draining from his body. No, his mind was focusing on battle tactics. What he was going to do after all this was over, namely take a nice _long_ _hot_ bath with Kei or Pirotess or even Lita and Bambi. Yes, they could all use a nice intimate session to reaffirm their bonding.

The girl was crying out as she came. Ben tried to keep focused on his warm happy thoughts as his mind threatened to acknowledge the cold body of the pokegirl. The first time he'd tamed Kei. The sight of Bambi suckling at Lita's breasts. The orgies with all his pokegirls. Through the open door came a welcome sight that brought Ben out of his mental musings.

"JUNPEI! Thank the Megami, get this pokegirl off me!" Ben cried, almost hysterical.

"I don't know, she looks mighty happy..." Junpei responded with an evil grin.

"Junpei, I'm damn near ready to evolve a psychic talent just to beat the shit out of somebody. Get her off or be ready for the consequences!" Ben seethed.

Junpei took his time considering the threat. On the one hand, the girl was pretty sexy and he could use another elemental type. On the other hand, it was very rare to see a tamer in the particular position that Ben was in. Then again, he didn't hate Ben, so he pulled out a pokeball and 'balled' the girl. Kei and Pirotess hurried in shortly thereafter and quickly freed Ben.

"What took you two so long?" Ben inquired.

"They were catching frostbite 'cause of yer bond." Junpei responded.

"I can believe it." Ben declared as Kei decided to do an emergency warming procedure, affectionately referred to as a 'blowjob'.

Junpei watched the procedure for a few seconds, then decided that correlation thing with bonding was just too strange for him. He headed back to his girls, who were at a nearby computer station.

"How is he?" Celcia asked as Ritsuko typed away at the coding.

"Might avoid Ice pokegirls for a while, but otherwise fine. His girls are warming him back up." Junpei responded.

"Anything, Ri-chan?" Airi asked.

"Nothing. Whoever did the memory wipe knew what to do. Only the OS is working and the rest of the memory was physically removed or destroyed." Ritsuko answered.

"Well, it ain't like it's our duty to hunt down these Rocket people." Junpei huffed.

"Yes, but we can at least collect the reward about finding this place and split it with Yuka and Ben." Airi replied.

"Where is Yuka?" Celcia inquired.

"Looking around for the storage units with Rapier. She said she wanted to see if there were more left behind." Airi answered.

Celcia nodded.

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Growltit, the warm and fuzzy girl
Type: Animorphic
Element: Fire
Frequency: Uncommon (Crimson League)
Diet: Pokechow
Role: Bodyguard
Libido: Average (High if other amorous pokegirls in area)
Strong Vs: Plant, Ice
Weak Vs: Water, Rock
Attacks: Flamethrower, Rage, Fire Spin, Fire Blast
Enhancements: Strength, Elemental-based powers, Endurance
Evolves: None

Growltit is generally more laid back than the Growlie, which is usually why it's favored a bit more than the Growlie. The only time they'll revert to their Growlie ways is if an amorous pokegirl comes onto their master. They can get very defensive over their masters unless they are used to the other pokegirl. Growltits are also found in daycares as many are considered warm and fuzzy and thus, great to cuddle with.

Kunoichi, the ninja pokegirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Normal
Frequency: Rare (Crimson League)(Unknown all others)
Diet: Human diet
Role: Snipers, Spies
Libido: Low to Average
Strong Vs: Poison, Psychic
Weak Vs: Fighting, Magic, Elemantal Attacks
Attacks: Agility, Teleport, Throwing Star, Counter
Enhancements: Speed, Accuracy.
Evolves: Kunoichi Master (normal), Sex Ninja (evolves via orgasm), Fire Ninja (Fire stone), Water Ninja (Water stone), Electric Ninja (Thunder stone), Light Ninja (Angel stone), Earth Ninja (Diamond stone), Dark Ninja (Shadow stone)
Evolves From: Unknown

It's unknown where Kunoichi come from, but most tamers that have them have either won them from a tamer specializiing in Kunoichi or have managed to defeat them in the wild. It's believed that Ronin or one of the Amazon types might evolve into them, but it's unknown as all Kunoichi Tamers that were interviewed had gotten them from someone else.

Kunoichi can evolve with elemental stones and adopt attacks and defenses based on that element. However, this is considered less of a change than what most other Pokegirls undergo, such as color changes, extra limbs or a different attitude, as the Kunoichi simply gains the attacks and defenses. Any other changes are usually made to their garb as Kunoichi prefer their garb to reflect their element. Were three Kunoichi to strip down and then evolve into a Fire Ninja, a Water Ninja and a Light Ninja respectively, there would be nothing visible to show that the change had occurred.

Oddly enough, no Kunoichi has ever been seen in a Feral state, though it's believed that Kunoichi break any bonding and leave to find a different tamer should they reach the point where they might achieve that state. For this reason, every tamer that has a Kunoichi has tamed them regularly out of fear of losing them.

Sex Ninjas, however, gain a high Libido and more HP, but otherwise are the exact same as normal Kunoichi.

Flarea, the Fiery Eva Pokegirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Fire
Frequency: Rare (Crimson League)(Unknown all others)
Diet: Human diet, nuts and berries
Role: Bodyguards
Libido: Average to High
Strong Vs: Grass, Ice
Weak Vs: Water, Rock
Attacks: Flamethrower, Fire Spin, Ember, Focus
Enhancements: Strength, Endurance, Elemental Abilities
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Eva

A Flarea has numerous advantages over it's unevolved state. A higher strength capacity, more endurance and it's fiery abilities are just some of those advantages. They also gain a stronger sense of smell and a more combatative mindset, which Evas sometimes lack entirely.

Flareas are sometimes considered slightly less affectionate Growlies. While they don't go well out of their way to show their affection, they do still show a lot more than most lower libidoed pokegirls.

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Wild Horses & Pokegirls - Crimson League
Chapter 10 - The Nicest Peaks IN THE WORLD!

Rapier sighed. There were no sign of any other pokegirls. The vats where they had been kept were removed or empty. She'd been hoping that there would be one or two more left behind that Junpei would be able to take with them. #388, the ice/nymph project, was an okay girl, but there were a few others that Rapier would have preferred to have saved instead.

But in her heart, she knew that the Limbec Pirates were going to keep them until they could prove themselves useful.

Rapier hunkered down to think. She was glad that she had been given to Junpei. At times, he seemed a tad inconsiderate, but he was a generally nice guy who just loved to act tough. And her taming session with him and the others were very enjoyable.

Of course, there was Mike (or Michelle as her full name was listed, but Ritsuko and the others called her 'Mekay'), who looked almost too young to be tamed, but it had been verified at three different pokecenters that she _was_ old enough for taming. Ritsuko had even shown Rapier the certificates of verification.

Airi and Celcia were nice. Ritsuko seemed a bit angsty, likely a result of an unconfronted reaction to her threshold, but otherwise fine. Rapier had found herself a nice circle to be in.

But from what Yuka had told her, only Madam Arctica was at this center. Even if the League did find her, there was still Madam Magma, Madam Thunder, Madam Darkness, Madam Venom and Madam Radiance running around. The fools in the Indigo League liked to think that the Limbec Pirates had been a tiny group, but the Limbec Pirates had grown far beyond what the Indigo League thought existed. Every abused or abandoned pokegirl was a potential partner for the Limbec Pirates. And as much as Rapier wanted to believe, there were plenty of both that existed in every League.

The day that she feared would come soon. If more human tamers didn't start showing more compassion, Rapier knew that another war would break out, pokegirls versus humans.

And humanity wouldn't survive another one. That much, Rapier was certain of. Humans had survived the last one because of their sheer numbers.

Two hours later, Junpei, Ben and Yuka were counting the money they'd gotten for ratting out the Limbec Pirate hideout. Even though it had been abandoned, the League authorities had paid the trio very generously.

Yuka was thankful that the Limbec Pirates had left their clothes intact instead of destroying them outright. The outfits her girls wore had cost her some serious dough. Now that Ben had recovered and they were out of the hideout, all that was left was getting on with her journey to enter the Combat League.

The three tamers and their alphas sat at a table in the nearest diner eating a mediocre meal. Well, everyone but Airi was eating the food. Airi was enjoying her fruit juice.

"Many, what a crazy couple of days." Ben noted aloud.

"Very strange." Kei agreed.

"So, where are you two headed?" Junpei asked.

"I think I'll head to Nice Peaks and see if I can take on the Gym Leader, Yamaken. I heard he's a bit mysterious." Ben replied.

"Well, I guess we'll be traveling together then. I'm heading there too." Yuka noted happily.

"I guess we're a trio again, 'cause I was going to head there too." Junpei answered.

"Huh. Well, what about after Nice Peaks? I was going to head to July for Sadie Poken's Day." Ben asked.

"Wow, we must be psychically linked, I was going to head there too." Yuka replied.

"Not me, I'm heading to BlowMetropolis, then probably to Sex." Junpei declared.

"Uh, you'd better watch yourself at Sex. A lot of dumbasses live up there and some will claim that any pokegirl that's not in it's pokeball is fair play. You can't let them out unless it's indoors." Ben warned.

"Thanks for the warning." Junpei said.

Leno sat in the mech. The secretive nature of his partner had already alerted him to the fact that he was probably NOT with Team Rocket. Unless they were rogues, he was likely a pawn of the only other famous criminal organization in the world.

The Limbec Pirates.

Obviously they didn't want anyone to know that they still existed, thus they likely allowed such arrangements like Team Cold Plasma to exist as a cover. Even if they did get arrested, they could claim that they were a branch of Team Rocket.

The video that Leno had recorded of their attack on the Gym had originally been intended to find out if they'd let anyone live. However, Leno had discovered it had a different revelation.

Ben.

Leno closed his eyes. His pal from back in Tentaculus was now a Tamer. Leno had thought that his friend had gone to join a branch of Team Rocket, just like Leno had intended to do. But somewhere along the way, his friend had changed his mind.

Leno considered that point. He'd joined Team Cold Plasma, believing that he would eventually team up with Ben again. His friend was something special indeed. After all, who else could have killed three Widows without using a Pokegirl, let alone without fire or lightning, and all by himself too?

Ben knew the Widow's phsyiology to the point where he could kill one with a sack of flour, ten sturdy sticks, a length of rope and a sharp knife. Truth be known, Leno himself had been rescued by Ben, who'd used those exact materials. That was how Ben had earned the nickname 'Widow Slayer'.

Leno considered his options. He had been lied to, been assigned grunt work, was making no money, and had no pokegirls to call his own. On the other hand, if he left to be a Tamer, he'd need to take a test about pokegirls. And Leno knew as much about pokegirls as he did about quantum physics, which was to say that quantum physics were physics that were quantum. And he didn't know what the word 'quantum' meant.

Besides, he didn't have any money for restraints. Leno sighed. He had to stay where he was.

Yuna munched happily on a pickled cucumber. Yuri and Polylina were less ecstatic. Yuna came from a family that dealt in pickling of various foods, which allowed a lot of Tamers a variation on the Red-E-Meals or the League-wide mega-surplus of Meals Ready to Eat (MREs for short), some of which that predated Sukebe.

Yuna loved her family's pickles. They were considered to be the salvation of many tamers, who would rather puke than eat the Red-E-Meals or the League-provided MREs.

The League's MREs were not the same military grade foodstuffs, where there was dehydrated milk, powdered eggs, pre-cooked sausage or bacon and sometimes something no one could identify. No, no one was that lucky.

League MREs consisted of things that wouldn't spoil outside of their wrappers, but the selection varied on the region. The Indigo League's MREs were rumored to have a packet of mayonaise, two candy canes, a brownie and some form of instant grey powder that liquified upon contact with air and seemed to get everywhere. Of course, those rumors were spread by people who hated the Indigo League.

The Crimson League one was mostly replications of the old TV Dinner standards. Of course, everything seemed to come with the liquifying gravy from the Indigo League's MREs. The gravy was literally everywhere in the Crimson League MREs, whether it belonged there or not. And it was a gross kind that only one in fifty-seven could stand to swallow, let alone digest.

So, by comparison, the pickled foods were a blessing. However, Yuri and Polylina had been eating them for six weeks and were beginning to feel ill at the sight of the stuff.

Yuna paused mid-bite and turned to look into the wilderness that was behind her. Polylina and Yuri exchanged worried glances. Much like her random impulses and her compulsion to eat any food that was given to her by her family, Yuna had another quirk. This one had been going on for as long as either Polylina or Yuri had known Yuna.

Yuna had what she liked to call an 'invisible friend'. It was this friend that had inspired her to be a tamer, so Yuri and Polylina didn't see the invisible one as a total enemy, but there was clearly a lot more going on than what they knew. Ordinarily, Yuna had a 'message' once every month. This message would mark the fifth in as many days.

"We're going to July!" Yuna exclaimed.

The two pokegirls sighed. There was no changing Yuna's mind.

Makoto was a bit surprised to receive the pokeball. Mostly because of who was giving it to him. Makoto Mizuhara hadn't seen eye-to-eye with his old friend Katsuhiko Jinnai for quite some time, but that Jinnai would up and _give_ Makoto...

"...my beloved sister." Jinnai finished, handing Makoto the ball.

"You sure, Jinnai? I mean, I know you and her probably didn't exactly see eye to eye on a lot of things, but..." Makoto began.

"Makoto, I may have an evil streak or a thousand, but when it comes to my own flesh and blood, I prefer that they find happiness. Nanami likes you too much for me to even consider shoving her off onto a boorish tamer." Jinnai answered.

"Plus it gets her out of your hair." Makoto noted.

Jinnai chuckled a bit, "I suppose it does, but still, I'm not entirely heartless. Just take good care of her or I'll come after you with Diva."

Makoto winced. He'd had a few run ins with Jinnai's Buzzbreast, and though on the whole, Diva was very nice and usually somewhat lazy, she could be quite dangerous when she thought someone was trying to intrude on her territory.

"Makoto, you sure you got your other pokegirl, right?" Professor Fujisawa inquired.

"Yes, sensei." Makoto answered.

"Good, good." Professor Fujisawa replied.

"Miz ran you ragged again, huh, sir?" Jinnai said, lightly jabbing their teacher in the stomach.

"Hell yeah. I've had Tigresses that demanded less." Professor Fujisawa groaned.

"Uh, well, I'm off. See you, guys!" Makoto answered.

"Well, well, well... so Makoto thinks he can just take the good ones and skip town, eh?" came a female voice filled with contempt.

"Lady Fatora, you aren't going to try and _steal_ his pokegirls, are you?" a somewhat timid purple-haired hoola-skirted pokegirl next to the woman begged.

"Of course not. I don't want to be like those Team whatever losers. I'm going to beat him in a pokesex battle!" Fatora laughed, tossing her long luxurious black hair.

"You'd force me to have sex with HIM?!" Alliele squeaked, the SexyCute shrinking to 1/6th her size out of surprise.

"Of course not. You'll have sex with his pokegirls." Fatora retorted. Alliele was a bit slow when it came to intellect, but she had great survival instincts. Plus, she was the only pokegirl Fatora had.

"Besides, Lady Fatora, why would you want a Titmouse when you've got me?" Alliele asked, perching herself on Fatora's shoulder.

"He's also got a Growlie." Fatora reminded the SexyCute.

The hoola-skirted girl considered that.

"Well, why didn't you say so?" Alliele inquired rheotorically, before declaring, "I've always wanted to have a Growlie."

"You just like anything with a natural red in it's hair color." Fatora scolded.

"Not _everything_ with red hair..." Alliele protested weakly.

"Then there's your affection for playing 'Living Dildo' with anything female." Fatora replied.

"Er, well, I was... uh, taking their temperature?" Alliele tried to defend herself poorly.

"Then why was that Tomboy chasing you and spitting vile oaths when I rescued you?" Fatora inquired.

Alliele whistled an innocent tune as she suddenly found the sky intriguing. In truth, all fairy pokegirls enjoy playing that game, but most did so with the permission of the pokegirls they had sex with. Alliele had a tendency to skip the permission part, which, with the fiery tempered pokegirls that Alliele preferred, often led to a very dangerous chase sequence.

Then, Alliele realized that the only taming she had from Lady Fatora had been with both of them at full size. Perhaps Fatora was in to that size fetish, Giganticism or whatever it was.

"Come on, he's heading for the next town and it should take him a week or so to get there. Maybe more if he stops to tame his pokegirls as often as the League rules demand." Fatora declared.

Alliele hadn't noticed Fatora's comment, "Well, how about I play my game with you, Lady Fatora?"

Fatora's face turned crimson at the thought of Alliele climbing inside of her, "We'll talk about that possibility later."

Alliele smiled to herself. She hadn't known Fatora too long, but she knew that meant they were going to at least try it.

Madam Arctica knelt before her mistress. Her recent move had endangered the operation, but everything was ready for Madam Lao's revival. She just hoped Madam Magma was in her stable mood. As a Magmary, Madam Magmary was a special case, as she stayed in a mode of thought for a long time. So if she got angry in the morning, she'd be angry all throughout the day. Of course, there was also the part about getting randy. It tended to last just as long as her anger. Most Magmarys tended to change moods a bit more rapidly and tended to focus primarily on anger, happiness or randiness.

Madam Magma was gentle in her lovemaking, but cruel in her foreplay. As one of the eight Madams of the remaining Limbec Pirates, Magma had just as much authority as Arctica did, but Magma didn't require a magical cloak to tolerate warm or hot climates. She also didn't lose her ability to think when she was warm.

Arctica knew her weakness and she could never break free of it. The instant her cloak was off, she was enslaved to any fiery pokegirl in the area who could match her icy exterior.

"Arctica, I hear you let the Widow Slayer out of your grasp." Magma declared.

"The Widow Slayer?" Arctica asked, confused.

"The boy who held Lao's spirit." Magma clarified.

Arctica's pale face turned ashen gray. It was one thing to let a man go. To let the already legendary Widow Slayer of Tentaculus go was a different story entirely.

"B-but, my lady, I had no knowledge that he was the Slayer!" Arctica protested.

"Nonetheless, you have cost us the oppurtunity to snare one of the best fighters of the human culture, one who has devised a method of killing those which stand against even the other Madams." Magma continued.

"I-i had a tracer placed in his body, one completely unnoticeable. We could easily track him down!" Arctica lied. To tell a vulgar lie wasn't her way, but Magma was the only pokegirl who terrified Arctica and keeping on her good side was one of Arctica's lifelong goals. Besides, the boy wouldn't expect them to be following him now that they had their primary objective complete.

"Very well then. But the fact still remains that you do not have him now." Magma declared.

Arctica trembled like a leaf in a windstorm. She knew what was going to happen and she feared it. She'd only been punished twice before by Magma and both times, it felt like the last time she'd have a rational thought outside of sex.

"Remove the cloak, Arctica." Magma declared, her heat flaring off her body as she readied an attack, just in case Arctica tried to flee or resist.

Arctica reached up to her cloak, her heart pounding wildly as she began to take off the only thing that kept her cool and sane. She trembled as she became tinged with excitement as she let it slide off her shoulders. Every inch the cloak descended, Arctica's body grew more and more aroused. The Ice Princess came by the time the cloak reached her thighs and fell to knees.

Magma gripped the ice pokegirl by the hair and hauled her to her feet before glaring into the Ice Princess' eyes, "When your mind returns to you, you'd best seek out the boy as quickly as possible."

Arctica could only moan with delight as the Magmary's heat sent waves of pleasure through her body.

Lina Inverse, the petite sorceress with gorgeous long red hair, had started her day off right. She'd flown into a bandit camp, blown away most of their forces and stole a good portion of their best treasure, including a lot of gems, gold and strange looking items that might be magical. Yessiree, those stupid bandits never knew what hit them.

Lina paused. Her senses told her that she wasn't alone. She _had_ been moving rather slowly with the bag of treasure on her shoulder, but all of her pocket-space items had been filled up. She had been planning to unload it all and recharge her magical energy with a nice nap, then she could store all of it in one big pocket space, but she knew the survivors from the bandit gang were around her.

The spell she used to make sure she wasn't bothered at night required that people of malicious intent had to be unaware of her approximate location before she can the spell. If they were simply sweeping an entire section of forest looking for her, she could cast the spell and take a nice nap, blow them away and then unload like she planned, but they knew where she was.

She jogged forward and was about to call them out when a gate opened up beneath her and sucked her in.

The bandits charged out, "Where did she go?!"

"She musta cast some sorta spell to get away!" the leader growled.

"Uh, hey, do you know where I can find a town?" came the inquiry from a blonde swordsman.

"Since we can't find the brat, let's get this guy!" the leader snarled.

Gourry Gabriev frowned. These guys were going to bully a kid? She must've stolen something from them to make them this mad. In any case, Gourry wasn't about to let these jerks hurt a little girl. He drew his sword.

The Dragon Fangs and their black dragon died a horrible grisly death. And Gourry Gabriev was proclaimed a hero.

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Magmary, the lava pokegirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Fire
Frequency: Rare (Crimson League)(Unknown all others)
Diet: Unknown (assumed only needs lava or fire to survive)
Role: Unknown, not discovered until after the Sukebe War ended
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Grass, Ice
Weak Vs: Water, Rock
Attacks: Fireblast, Flamethrower, Barrier, Dissolve
Enhancements: Strength, Endurance
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Unknown (it has been speculated that Growltits or Charwhores might evolve into Magmarys, but it has not been confirmed)

Magmarys are considered very dangerous pokegirls. No male tamer has ever survived taming a Magmary, though Ice Maiden and Ice Princesses have been used to keep them in line. It is believed that Magmarys might have been created to be a natural lover of Ice Pokegirls.

Vampire, the bloodsucking pokegirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Normal/Poison
Frequency: Rare (Crimson League)
Diet: Blood
Role: Believed to be fluke
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Psychic, Ghost
Weak Vs: Rock, Ice
Attacks: Agility, Hypnotize, Disable, Bite, Mega-Drain
Enhancements: Speed, Strength, Endurance, Charisma
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Goth, Golbutt, Zubutt, Ingenue*, Tomboy*, humans*

The Vampire is classified alongside with the Widow and AuPairsex as a Pokegirl type to avoid. Vampires, however, do occassional produce a rational thinking pokegirl. However, due to their usual lethality, it is assumed that most are better off being sent to the grave.

Vampires are only created by one of two methods. 1) A Goth (of the subtype Wannabe Vampire), a Zubutt or a Golbutt are rendered unconscious after being hit by a draining attack (the draining attack must be the attack that knocks them unconscious).

2) A Goth, Golbutt, Zubutt, Ingenue, Tomboy or a human being bitten and infected. If they are infected, they must be treated for infection within five days or become a vampire. If treated within that time, the victim can recover with no harmful side effects. Human males transform into females during the process, thus making the vampire seem much more terrifying. It should be noted that vampire may choose to simply bite without infecting. It is easy to tell when a victim has been infected as the injury turns green for a day.

Nymph, the horny pokegirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Normal
Frequency: Common (Crimson League)
Diet: Human diet, any sexual body fluid
Role: Distractions
Libido: High to Very High
Strong Vs: Physic, Ice, any low-libido pokegirl
Weak Vs: Fighting, Magic, Elemental Attacks
Attacks: Gaze, Caress, Taunt, Cheer
Enhancements: Pheromone Levels
Evolves: Oriad (Diamond Stone), Naiad (Water stone), Driad (Leaf stone), Sylph (Moon stone)

The Nymph is a very sexually active pokegirl. For most humans, only high endurance, high recovery, another Nymph or a lot of extra participants will help satisfy this pokegirl type. Just like a Diva's singing, a Goth's poetry or a Damsel's scent, a Nymph's natural pheromones are part of it's powers.

This pokegirl is a very frequently seen pokegirl in the Sex Leagues and when two Nymphs go at it, there is an hour long intermission. In some cases, sending a Nymph against another Nymph has been declared as a sign of instant forfeit.

The trick of the Nymph is that it's pheromones are incredibly effective, even through touch. Some tamers use the Nymph's touch to excite otherwise low libidoed pokegirls for taming.

However, when a Nymph goes feral, she doesn't become animalistic or destructive as some of the more violent pokegirls. She begins emitting an even more powerful pheromone to force anyone who comes in contact with the pheromone to either pass out or become as virtually insatiable as the Nymph normally is.

When evolved, most nymphs become less insatiable, but some have been known to remain as tiring as being.

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Wild Horses & Pokegirls - Crimson League
Chapter 11 - Yamaken's Secret

Five years ago

"Hurry up, Yama! We have to kill it!" his Alpha, a Herolee, called back as she dashed up the slope where the creature was supposed to be.

The teenager raced up the hill, too out of breath to call out a warning to her. He was running as fast as his legs would carry him, but the teen just wasn't fast enough. The scream pierced his soul as he managed to push forward even faster, hoping against hope that she wasn't dead or lethally poisoned.

However, in his hurry, he failed to see the corpse of a Wasp falling at him. It slammed into his head, sending him tumbling back down the hill and into the trunk of a tree. As his head struck the bark full on and the world went dark, tears rolled down the teen's face.

Present year

The trip to Nice Peaks was fairly pleasant, perhaps even a tad boring, but given the hectic nature of his last few days in Fitness, Ben was going to enjoy every moment of the peace he had. He had a lot of money on hand now, thanks to the generous reward given by the League Authorities.

If there was one thing that could be said about the League, it was fairly generous to anyone who helped stop crimes, thus inspiring people to reveal whatever they could whenever they could. It was, in a way, a very smart method of crime prevention: If stopping crime paid fairly well, one might consider staying on the right side of the law a lot more than they would normally.

And on top of all that, there had been a League-wide broadcast about a correction. Tamers were to tame at least once a week, not once a day. For the aching groins everywhere in the Crimson League, that was excellent news. For those who were enjoying the constant action, it was a huge disappointment.

The town of Nice Peaks was nestled firmly between two breast-shaped mountains with a river blocking any direct route to it. And thanks to the cleverly designed and overadequate aquaducts created by the city's founders, they'd never suffered a flood during their spring melt.

There were two reasons for their visit to Nice Peaks. The first was to challenge Yamaken's Pose Gym. No one had beaten Yamaken personally since the mysterious tamer had taken the place of the Gym's last leader.

Every gym had the right to dictate the rules for victory so long as victory was attainable. Every tamer had to take on Yamaken first. If they could not beat Yamaken, they had to take on one of the lesser tamers of the gym. And many of the matches were balanced in the challenging tamer's favor.

Yamaken was enticing to all real fighters as his first rule was that the tamer had to fight at least one of his pokegirls. The tamer could choose, but the fact remained that the tamer had to fight.

Ben was looking forward to it. He loved a decent fight so long as it was on friendly terms. The fight against Madam Arctica had been for survival, so he hadn't enjoyed that at all, but his battle with Yuka had been very enjoyable.

The second reason they were there was to enjoy Nice Peak's hot springs. Yuka had insisted that they try the springs out. Junpei was pumped as Airi had agreed and Ben had decided that a hot spring wouldn't be that bad. It would also give him an extra day to double check the best route to July.

She was hiding as best as she could. The bite mark on her left forearm was beginning to burn, but like hell was she going to let that jerk get her. Her right hand was clasped over the wound, applying pressure to the injury.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are. That was a pretty nasty bite my Naga gave you, wasn't it?" the man called.

She estimated his position was about twenty feet away. Safe enough to peek at his position. He was standing in the middle of a clearing with his Naga next to him, roughly twenty to thirty feet away. If she tried, she probably could sneak away, but she wanted to conserve energy.

Nagas were basically snakes with the head replaced by the torso, arms and head of a woman, though there was a high chance of them being born minus arms. Most were also lesbian in nature, making the one the man had a definite uncommon pokegirl.

"You should know that my Naga injected you with a special aphrodisiac. You can't get off on your own. Just submit and I'll forgive you for biting me." the man called.

She turned and hurried deeper into the forest, doing her best not to make any noise. She doubted he or his Naga had that great of hearing, but it wouldn't do to clue him into her location.

The Pose Gym building was three stories tall and about a city block wide. The floor plan was such that it allowed everyone in the gym to pose without having to worry about hitting or knocking over someone else.

"You know, I never got the point behind the Pose gym." Yuka stated.

"It's fairly simple, really. You raise your endurance by holding poses over and over and maintain certain levels of flexibility. Dittos do similar training all their lives." Airi explained.

Yuka considered that, "I guess it does make sense."

"Uh-oh." Junpei noted as they all approached the secretary Kitten, a brown (with white stripes) haired girl.

"What?" Airi inquired.

"Check that out." Junpei said, motioning to a sign that read 'Limit: 3 Tamer Battles A Day', with a sign just below it reading, 'Number of Challenges Today: 2'.

"Which means only one of us can take on Yamaken today." Ben noted.

"So, who's it gonna be?" the Kitten asked.

"Why not settle it with Rock-Paper-Scissors?" Yuka suggested.

Both guys exchanged glances, then shrugged.

"1... 2..." Airi counted, allowing the three tamers to synchronize their fists, "3!"

Junpei had rock. Yuka had rock. Ben had paper.

"Guess I'm going first. Save me a room at the hotel, okay?" Ben requested, following the kitten into the challenge room, doing his best not to gloat.

Junpei huffed while Yuka sighed. Reluctantly, the two tamers turned and headed for the hotel they'd agreed on.

Lina Inverse hit the ground, butt-first.

"Oooww..." Lina groaned before her sack of treasure slammed down next to her, spooking her a bit. At the very least the sack would've provided her with one helluva headache.

Lina stood up and looked around. She'd fallen through a random gate. She'd heard of magic pooling in a peculiar place and just hoisting a hapless magically-active person off to who knew where. The Professional Magic-users Society (P.M.S. for short, though the society hated that nickname) had done research and had come to the conclusion that it had to do with the high intensity magical barrier that surrounded their part of the world.

That or it was a random backlash from some high intensity spell going awry. She recalled the president of the PMS himself had gotten hit by an apprentice's screwed up Flesh-to-Stone spell and wound up a gorgeous and voluptuous female elf with long luxurious plantinum hair. Seeing as he had been an overweight balding middle-age man, some saw it as an improvement.

She'd apparently gotten caught in something similar. The question was, where was she? She looked to be in a forest minus a trail, which wasn't that different from where she had been before, except there had been a trail and bandits.

Just as she was preparing to take that nap she'd been planning on, a young woman with short black hair, a black shirt and black pants staggered into her line of sight. The girl looked deathly pale and was clutching her left arm.

"Hey, are you okay?" Lina asked.

The girl turned to look at Lina with slightly glazed blue eyes. She staggered over to Lina and nearly collapsed, but Lina caught her and eased her to the ground.

"Here, better let me take a look at that..." Lina said, pulling the girl's right hand away from the injury.

Lina tugged off her gloves and inspect the wound by wiping away the blood with a clean cloth. The loss of blood was minimal as there were only four small holes in the girl's arm, but it must have been a large snake, meaning there could be poison in the girl's system.

"Heal." Lina murmurred, a faint white ball of energy surrounding the girl's arm and healing it. As soon as the injury closed, Lina prepared to focus on the other problem.

"Thank you..." the girl said, her face returning from deathly pale to a lesser pale.

"No prob-" Lina began, before the girl surged forward and kissed Lina on the lips.

Lina fell backwards, shocked at the sudden kiss. She'd never been kissed before. It felt nice, but she had never expected to lose her first kiss to another girl. The girl closed her eyes and looked as though she was struggling with something.

"Uh, something wrong? Is it the poison?" Lina asked as her brain decided to put the sexual preference questions aside as it looked like her de-venom spell might not have worked.

"I'm just... too aroused... the venom from that Naga isn't lethal... it's a special aphrodisiac... I have to cum soon or I'll pass out and be helpless..." the girl explained.

Lina's mind focused on a key question, "Does the Naga know where you are exactly?"

"Probably not, but it might be able to follow the blood from-" the girl began.

"Evil Repel." Lina murmurred, casting her repellent spell. Unless someone was free of malicious intent, they would unconsciously avoid the entire area, even if they suspected the girl to be in the area. All sights, sounds, and smells that might lead them inside the spell's area would instead send them around the area and then away from the two girls. It was more exhuasting than her lesser repel spell, though.

"Please, I need you to make me cum... I can't do it alone!" the girl begged, forcing her own clothes off.

"Uh, but... I don't-" Lina began, trying to explain to the girl that she wasn't a lesbian. Or at least, she didn't think she was. Perhaps she was, it would explain why she'd stayed with Naga the White Serpent, but then again, traveling alone was so dangerous.

"Then, lend me your thigh..." the girl begged.

"My what?!" Lina asked.

Lina found herself tackled as the girl's eyes seemed to glaze over even more. The seventeen year old sorceress blushed as the girl straddled Lina's right thigh and began humping it. Lina found herself enjoying the sensation of the girl's thigh rubbing against her own mound.

"Uh, hey! These are expensive pants!" Lina lied, trying to think about anything outside of how good it felt to have the girl's thigh rubbing her and also trying to ignore how incredibly sexy the girl looked as she humped Lina's leg.

Finally, Lina decided to at least try it. After all, the girl just needed to release. And it was better than trying to walk around with cum stains on her pant leg. She pushed the dark-haired girl off of her and began stripping, ignoring the sound of her storage spells spilling all of her freshly acquired loot.

Lina submitted to letting the girl kiss her again, their breasts rubbing against each other, the girl's hard nipples arousing Lina's to an equally hard state. Lina mirrored the girl's caresses and kisses, finding herself enjoying the sensation even more when she was naked.

The pale girl slid her tongue inside Lina's mouth, startling the sorceress a little, but Lina quickly grew used to the next experience and swirled her tongue around against the pale girl's tongue.

Lina was surprised the other girl was lowering her head and kissing her lover's right nipple. The girl moaned as Lina slathered her tongue over the sensitive flesh on the underside and in between the girl's breasts, before focusing on the nipples themselves.

Lina herself gasped in surprise as she felt the girl's right index finger stroking her moist slit, giving the pale beauty time to taste Lina's breasts.

Finally, neither girl could stand the passionate, yet unsatisfying foreplay. Turning around, the dark-haired beauty laid her head between Lina's thighs and began tasting the young sorceress, who returned the favor by burying her face in her lover's mound and licking away with fervor.

The dark-haired girl felt she was obviously getting the better end of the sixty-nine position. Lina had trained her tongue to be able to scoop out the last bit of crab meat out of the shell without needing to crack the shell. This ability, when used in sexual intercourse, sent the pale girl into a series of intense orgasms, allowing her to regain some of her sanity.

The red-haired sorceress came easily, having never been sexually stimulated by another person, but both girls were still far from satisfied. Scissoring their legs, they began working their nether lips against each other, crying out as they came repeatedly.

At last, they couldn't go on. The other girl could only lay where she was and pant as Lina clambered over her and laid down on top of her.

Ben stood in a fairly dark arena. There was a white hot spotlight focused entirely on the ring, which was a simple circle marked by a thick red line, but he could barely see himself or his opponent.

"Hey, I've come to challenge Yamaken, not see a Sex League Match." Ben huffed, motioning to the ring.

"A Gym Leader may chose any type of arena to meet his opponents." came a female voice from the other side of the room.

"Okay then, what are the rules?" Ben inquired.

"This will be a match of three on three elimination bout. Two pokegirls and one tamer. If you knock your opponent out of the ring, then you win. But you cannot reuse yourself or a pokegirl. Sex techniques are allowable." came the female voice again.

"Kei, you're up." Ben called, releasing his Growltit.

Kei landed inside the ring and crossed her arms over her chest defiantly. Into the ring from Yamaken's side stepped another Growltit that looked just like Kei. Kei and Ben blinked.

Ben's surprised died quickly, "A Ditto. I should have known at least one would be at the Pose Gym."

Kei, noting her master's confidence, also ditched her surprise and returned to looking defiant.

"Be careful, Kei. Dittos know all the moves you do when they transform into you." Ben warned.

Kei nodded. The False-Kei took up the same stance as Kei. Kei unfolded her arms and took up her aggressive fighting stance. False-Kei did the same. Kei charged and lashed out with her left knee, which struck against False-Kei's right knee. Backing up, Kei launched a left punch that was cancelled by False-Kei's right punch. Kei jumped backwards, mirrored perfectly by False-Kei.

Kei lifted her right leg and wiggled her toes. False-Kei lifted her left and wiggled her toes. Kei's eyes narrowed. She was determined not to let the False-Kei win, but she understood that whatever she did, the False-Kei would mirror, meaning any luck hits would be mirrored as well. She had to trick her opponent into breaking the mirror.

Kei inhaled deeply, a standard preparation for a Flamethrower. False-Kei did the same. Kei lowered her head but didn't unleash the attack. False-Kei messed up and spat out the gout of flames at Kei.

Kei leapt over the attack and unleashed her flamethrower, startling False-Kei into backing up out of the ring in an effort to dodge. Realizing it was now out, the False-Kei ran and hid in the shadows.

"Not bad. Most tamers waste their time calling out attacks." the female voice spoke.

"If my girls didn't know at least something about fighting on their own, I wouldn't even be here." Ben responded.

Kei happily skipped over to Ben and nuzzled his chest as he stroked her fur. Ben unleashed Bambi. The enormous Milkmouse strode into the ring and waited for her opponent.

Which didn't take long as an Amazonchan entered the ring. The Amazonchan had shoulder-length purple hair and boxing gloves on. Bambi wasn't impressed as the poor Amazonchan was a full three feet shorter than the Milkmouse.

However, the Amazonchan looked quite determined to fight. She raced up and punched Bambi solidly in the cheek with a straight punch. Bambi's eyes locked onto the smaller girl as she began to descend to the ground. A quick nab and Bambi had the floundering pokegirl by the head. The Amazonchan tried to punch Bambi hard enough to break free, but it was obvious that the stronger Milkmouse was too powerful.

Shaking her head in disgust, Bambi raised her opponent above head level then let go, before straight punching the smaller girl out of the ring.

"Uh, Bambi, you needn't get that cruel." Ben suggested as the Milkmouse returned, rubbing her cheek.

Ben returned his two girls to their balls, before removing his belt and entering the ring himself. He stretched briefly before facing the far wall as Yamaken exited the shadows.

"Wearing a cloak? That's not very honorable." Ben protested.

"I would never have guessed that the great Widow Slayer would protest something as trivial as that." Yamaken answered in a soft voice.

"I guess, like it or not, I'm too damn famous to avoid that nickname." Ben noted.

"Indeed. In fact, I'd like to make a proposition for you. This fight will encompass the entire room. No simple ring out. It must be submission or unconsciousness." Yamaken replied.

"And what is so special about that?" Ben inquired.

"Win and I will give you a boon. Lose and you must tell me the secrets of defeating widows." Yamaken answered.

"What's a boon?" Ben asked.

"It is a great service. In order to fulfill it, I must either aid you in your journey, give you something of significant value or save your life." Yamaken responded.

Ben considered that. On the one hand, he didn't want to explain how to kill a Widow for various reasons. But on the other hand, it wasn't likely that Yamaken had the skills necessary to defeat him and having the leader of a Gym in one's debt sounded impressive.

"Very well. I accept." Ben declared.

Ben leapt forward, lashing out with two swift kicks, the first missed as Yamaken dodged, but the second tore a fine line in Yamaken's cloak.

"Impressive. I understand why you are a Widow Slayer. That sort of speed places you close to the level of a Widow." Yamaken answered punching at Ben, who ducked.

"Why does everyone want the damn secret?" Ben asked, knocking Yamaken's legs out from underneath him.

Yamaken rolled to his feet and charged at Ben, who dodged and caught Yamaken's back with a spin kick, sending the Gym Leader to the ground. Rolling to his feet again, Yamaken kippuped to his feet in the shadows and circled Ben.

"I suppose it has to do with the fact that no one else has ever beaten more than one Widow in their lifetimes, let alone three. And that's before you even take into account your young age. There has to be something special about either your method or you yourself." Yamaken answered.

"It's not something I'm proud of." Ben responded.

"Why is that?" Yamaken asked.

"Because the skills required to do it cannot be found by anyone who's lived a cushy life. Only someone who was born and raised on the streets can do it." Ben replied.

"In other words, were a bumpkin from the city to try your techniques, they would fail?" Yamaken inquired.

Ben was silent for a few seconds, "More than that, they'd simply die like everyone else."

"Then it must be you. There is little else that separates you from others. You like to think it's simply your blood gift to have high endurance, but there's much more to it than that." Yamaken offered.

Ben growled as Yamaken continued to circle him. Ben lashed out with a series of lightning fast kicks, and a charge that sent Yamaken against the far wall. Yamaken slumped to the ground, "I give."

"If you couldn't beat me, there's no way in hell you'd ever defeat a Widow." Ben told the Pose Gym Leader with a look of utter contempt.

Yamaken forced himself to his feet, "I see. Then I will never be able to rid myself of this anger."

"Let me guess, you survived against a Widow, but it left your voice box damaged. It would explain why your voice is so soft." Ben reasoned.

"No, this came later. But in any case, the Pose Badge is yours." Yamaken answered, tossing the badge to Ben.

"Well, in any case, fighting a Widow isn't something you should ever _want_ to learn. No matter what, a Widow leaves you scarred." Ben replied as he grabbed his belt.

Yamaken spoke as Ben turned to exit, "I know. It has left it's scars on me."

Ben paused.

"The last Widow you killed was the one that slew Chun, my Herolee. I should have been there with her, but I was knocked down by the corpse of one of it's victims. Since then, I have not been able to contain this rage that boils within me. I have spent five years hoping to find you so I could learn your secrets and kill one myself so that I could finally set Chun's memory to rest," Yamaken explained, a boiling rage beneath his every word, "and now you tell me that I'm better off without them?!"

Ben turned back to Yamaken, "I've killed three Widows. The first was out of rage. The second time was out of pride."

Ben's eyes met those of Yamaken as his voice cracked, "The last time was out of sorrow and regret."

Yamaken's brow furrowed, "What do you mean?"

"I think I've said enough. Nothing will change my mind. The secrets will stay with me to the grave." Ben declared as he turned and left.

Yamaken watched Ben leave, his mind in turmoil. What could have been so terrible that the famous Widow Slayer would hold on to the techniques? It didn't look like he was holding them for personal gain...

Lina awoke as the sensation of someone's tongue sliding into her slit reached her brain. Her pale lover from before was still underneath her, asleep. Surprised, she raised her head and looked down at the newcomer.

It was a girl very much like the pale girl Lina had fucked senseless, only the new girl had long black hair, wasn't nearly as pale and had greenish-blue eyes. The new girl looked into Lina's red eyes for a few seconds, then returned to licking at Lina's slit.

Lina pulled herself away from her first lover and leered at the new girl with a sultry smile. The new girl looked a bit surprised, but then sat back on her rump and gestured to Lina with a 'come hither'.

Makoto Mizuhara was enjoying the good life. He'd gotten the hang of taming at the insistance of both of his co-alphas, Nanami and Shayla Shayla. For some reason, Shayla^2 the Charmanda and Nanami the Merrowl were very insistent that he learn how to please them. It'd taken him a full half day to get the hang of it, but he was now getting rave responses from Nanami.

Of course, Shayla^2 was a bit disappointed that she had to wait before teaching Makoto what she wanted. In any event, she would be patient. After all, if she tried to rush Nanami's taming, Nanami might turn around and do the same. And Shayla did NOT want her taming rushed. Besides, the more Makoto learned from Nanami, the easier it was to convey her own desires.

The tanned redhead watched with feigned disinterest as the blondish-brown haired Merrrowl spasmed under Makoto. The Merrrowl wasn't too unsexy when she was mid-orgasm, but she'd probably look better when she became a Persian.

Both of the girls were domesticates, so they looked much more human than their feral counterparts. Both girls thanked the heavens for that. Even if they were traded away, the more human a pokegirl, the less likely they were to be treated poorly. Of course, it also meant that they would not get as powerful or as stunningly beautiful as some of the feral pokegirls could be.

As Nanami pulled away from Makoto and lowered her head to suck on his still hard manmeat, Shayla Shayla wondered if Makoto might think about getting another pokegirl. Waiting for her own turn stunk completely.

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Ria, the high voltage pokegirl
Type: Animorph
Element: Electric
Frequency: Uncommon (Crimson League)
Diet: pokechow, fruits and nuts
Role: Storm Generation Squad
Libido: Low to High
Strong Vs: Water, Normal Wind/Flying
Weak Vs: Rock
Attacks: Thunderbolt, ThunderWave, ThunderShock, Static Barrier
Enhancements: Electricity, Speed, Strength
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Peekabu

The Ria is much more muscular than it's lesser Peekabu or Pia brethren and can easily deal out twice as much damage as either one. However, unless it learns the speed techniques of it's lesser brethren, the Ria is no match speedwise. This is often the key to victory or defeat when two Ria fight.

Charmanda, the fiery lizard-esque pokegirl
Type: Animorph
Element: Fire
Frequency: Uncommon (Crimson League)
Diet: Plants, animals, pokechow
Role: Frontline soldiers
Libido: Low to Average
Strong Vs: Ice, Plant
Weak Vs: Water, Rock
Attacks: Fireball, Fire Spin, FlamerThrower, Ember
Enhancements: Fire powers, endurance
Evolves: Charmelons (normal evolution), Whorizard (Charmelons, normal evolution)

Charmandas tend to be fairly stable, despite the tendency amongst fire pokegirls to be very unruly. They remain difficult to tame initially, but once their trust is won, it takes a poor tamer to break it. Charmandas love cuddling the most and will often take time to cuddle outside of normal taming.

Many Charmandas have a scaly tail with a fire on the end. The tail, in the domesticates, can be magically sent away or may not manifest in domesticated breeds. Most ferals have very smooth scales which are very close in touch to skin. All Charmandas, however, have something red about them. Whether it's hair color, eye color or scale color.

Dark Queen, the sorrowful pokegirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Magic/Ghost
Frequency: Currently Unique (Crimson League)
Diet: Unknown
Role: Post-Sukebe War
Libido: Unknown
Strong Vs: Unknown
Weak Vs: Unknown
Attacks: Hold Person, Teleport, Perfected Reflection
Enhancements: Unknown
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Demoness (mechanism unknown)

The Dark Queen appeared recently for reasons unknown. Since it's evolution, only seven tamers have been able to record it's presense. The Dark Queen appears without warning, walks to a new location, then vanishes again. Almost no attack has been successful against her and no pokeball has caught her, even the legendary Master Ball.

It is rumored that the Dark Queen's first appearance was at the the same time that the famous Harem Master, Kintaro Oe, vanished. These rumors have not be confirmed or denied, however, every observer of the Dark Queen has felt intense sorrow. Speculations are that it is looking for someone.

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Wild Horses & Pokegirls - Crimson League
Chapter 12 - Hot Spring Confessions

Things between // // marks denote psychic conversations

Yuka glanced at Pirotess, Kei, Lita and Bambi as Ben's quartet entered the onsen. For the most part, they looked rather relieved and in good shape, but from the looks in their eyes, something was bothering them all.

"Something up?" Yuka inquired.

"No, not really." Pirotess began.

"Then it is something." Yuka reasoned.

Pirotess sighed. She needed to brush up on her lying skills.

"Ben was upset when we got back to the hotel and we don't know why. He sent us down here so he could think." Pirotess answered.

Yuka pondered that. Ben didn't get upset easily as far as she could tell.

"He might have taken a painful hit during his fight. I know I can get aggravated when then happens." Yuka responded.

"I guess you're right." Pirotess agreed hesistantly.

"So come on in. The water's nice and boiling, just the way it oughta be." Yuka said, sighing happily.

Lina was finally dressed. She couldn't believe how much she had cum in the last day and a half. Luckily, her spell had worked like a charm. Only the second girl had entered and that was only because she wasn't of malicious intent. She'd intended to have sex, sure, but that wasn't malicious.

The first unknown girl had introduced herself as Misao. The second girl didn't have a name, as she had simply shrugged when Lina had inquired, so Lina had named her Sylphiel. The second girl liked the name.

And to top it off, she'd finally gotten the time to cast that large storage space spell she'd been meaning too, which let her store the stuff she'd gotten from the bandit gang.

They'd been ready to start for the nearest town when a man with thinning black hair and an evil leer entered the clearing with a Naga that had long blonde hair. Misao cowered behind Lina. Lina, seeing her new lover cower at the sight of someone, took this as a hint that the man and Naga weren't friendly.

"There you are. I've been looking for you. Time for a little balling..." the man said to Misao, ignoring Lina and Sylphiel completely as he threw a ball at Misao, but it was intercepted by Lina's cape, which sent the pokeball into her storage space.

"Hey, jerkwad, back off. No way in hell am I going to let you near my friend!" Lina growled, raising her arms in front of Misao protectively. Sylphiel nodded as she stood near Lina.

"Oh, you're going to get between me and my Goth? I assume, then, that you're a female tamer? Very well, send out your pokegirl." the man responded.

"Tamer? Pokegirl? What the hell are you talking about?" Lina asked, before focusing, "Who cares? I'm not going to let you hurt my friend. FREEZE ARROW!"

The man stared in awe as his Naga was frozen solid by the spell.

"You must be a sorceress. Very well! I'll tag you as well!" the man said, as he quickly recovered and hurled a red and white ball at Lina.

To the amazement of the man, Sylphiel and Misao, Lina caught the sphere in her right hand.

"What's this?" Lina asked.

The man, guessing that the pokeball was broken, hurled another, which struck Lina in the stomach. Lina picked up the second pokeball, "Whatever they are, they're mine now."

The man gaped, "That's impossible! Those should have captured you! No pokegirl can resist a pokeball's capture net, it's totally and completely impossible!"

Lina arched an eyebrow. Having just entered the universe, her genes hadn't been specially altered like Misao, Sylphiel or the Naga's had been, allowing them to be genetically different enough from a human for the pokeball to differeniate her as a human, rather than a pokegirl. Thus, even though she had magical powers, she wasn't capturable. Of course, she didn't know any of that. All she knew was that this guy was very annoying.

"That's it, I've had it. FIREBALL!" Lina growled, blasting the middle-aged man with an explosive spell that sent him flying off into the distance.

His Naga, however, was simply freed by the spell. The Naga, however, was confused. It's master was nowhere to be seen. Baffled, it noticed Lina was still there, and the sorceress was much more powerful than the Naga was. It bowed before her, hoping she wouldn't seal it in ice again.

Lina considered the Naga, but decided it wasn't going to be a threat. She turned to Misao, "Uh, so what's a pokegirl?"

Misao was, to say the least, surprised. "Uh, you've never seen a pokegirl before?"

Lina shook her head.

"Where are you from?" Misao asked, hoping that perhaps her lover had been in a remote mountain region and just hadn't heard the name 'pokegirl'.

"Zefilia." Lina answered.

Misao struggled with the name, but shook her head "I don't think I've ever heard of a city named that. Any major cities that you can name that might pin it down?"

"Let's see, there's Atlas City, Seiryuun, Sairaag..." Lina began rattling off the names of notable cities.

"Either you're referring to a very tiny and unnoticed island...." Misao considered, before widening her eyes, "...or you must be from a different world!"

Lina blinked. A different world? The gate had thrown her to another world? She wondered if this was the universe where Dark Star or one of the other Dark Lords existed. Then again, it would explain the weird things that guy threw at her. He said they were supposed to capture her, but she couldn't sense any magic from them.

And Lina Inverse knew magic.

They had to be technology, but it was way more advanced than anything she'd seen.

"Hmm, why don't you try explaining it to me like I was a school girl..." Lina responded.

Lita and Bambi took to the hot spring water like kids to a pool, which meshed well with most of Yuka's pokegirls as well as Mike and Ritsuko. Junpei said something about easing #239 and #388 to the idea of taming. Pirotess and Kei, on the other hand, simply sat down in the 'adult-minded' area with Airi, Celcia, and Yuka. The five 'mature-minded' pokegirls were taking in a bit of the luxury, which included sake and sweets.

"Say, I'm a bit curious. I know about my girls and what their lives were like, but what about you guys? How did you come to be where you are?" Yuka inquired.

"It's rather unfair for us to tell our stories while you remain quiet about your girls." Airi told Yuka.

"Okay, then since my girls are.. busy, I'll tell two when it comes to my turn." Yuka explained.

"No understand, but is no big deal." Kei answered.

"I guess I wouldn't mind." Celcia agreed.

Pirotess sipped her sake before adding, "Fine."

"My life isn't that big of a secret, so I guess I'll share." Airi replied.

"Who wants to start?" Celcia asked.

Pirotess spoke up, "Well, I started out in a family of all normal Elves. Mom got lucky and managed to pass me off to an okay guy by the name of Jiro Yamada. But unfortunately, he lost me to an asshole named Tsukumi. I didn't stand for that jerk at all. So I took off, where I was found by another Drow Zee. We had some times together, but she eventually gave me to Ben at the same time she gave him Lita."

"Kei know loser Tsukumi too. Him get Kei off guard, but ditch Kei before even tame Kei himself, 'cause of Buzzbreast swarm. Meet Ben later. Him nice. Meet Bambi, then meet Pirotess and Lita." Kei explained.

"Real peckerhead, wasn't he?" Pirotess inquired.

Kei nodded vigorously.

Celcia spoke up, "Well, I was an only child. My life wasn't that exciting until I reached threshold and met Junpei and Ritsuko. After that, it was pretty much just sex and fighting for me."

There was some mild stares, as the rest expected a more detailed life story, but the attention flicked over to Airi as the Ditto spoke up.

"I suppose I didn't have that wild of a life either. I reached threshold two years ago, but because I had some money beforehand, I had purchased one of those anti-capture collars and after threshold, I hid it inside of me. When Junpei came along, I got an Identi-chip to go along with it." Airi explained.

Yuka saw the inquiring looks stray to her and decided to start explaining, "Uh, well, I've had Satomi the longest and I know her best. I took care of her after she tried to steal some food from me and nearly passed out trying. It looked like she'd been attacked by a swarm of Wasps, so I snuck some anti-poison from our cabinet where we kept it for mom and gave it to Satomi. Ever since, she and I have been very close. As for Jun and Elena, they were my school friends just before I took my tamer license and I wasn't about to just leave 'em to some jerks."

"Very kind of you." Airi noted.

"Well, they meant a lot to me. I wanted 'em to wind up with someone nice, so I was planning on just taking them until I found someone else. I didn't think they'd actually want me to be their tamer until I asked them about it." Yuka responded.

"Bambi as far as I can tell, was born and raised feral, and Kei explained to me that she was the one to catch Bambi, so that's all we know of her. Lita's tamer was a jerk who met a perfectly justified end, but I guess we haven't really sat down to trade life stories." Pirotess explained.

Celcia nodded sagely, "Well, it's just as well. I know Ri-chan was Junpei's first pokegirl and Mike was his third, but we only know about Ri-chan's past. She was a high school student back at Junpei's school when she underwent threshold. Junpei was the one to protect her from the guys who wanted to tame her and that endeared her to him. When she didn't give up, he reluctantly accepted the role of tamer."

The other girls nodded.

"Hey, can I break character and talk to the author in this story?" Yuka asked.

"I'm afraid we'll never know. He's changing scenes." Airi replied with a giggle.

"You mean, you're not treated as human beings?! That's terrible! I mean, if you were bandits or pure evil, I might be able to understand it, but still..." Lina protested.

"We're treated as pets so long as we are pets. It's partly the fault of the Limbec Pirates, but the rest is the fault of the braindead League executives." Misao answered.

"But it's worldwide?" Lina asked.

"Well, the Crimson League is one of two Leagues that has never followed the lead of the other Leagues. Rather, it's the other way around. They allow individual towns to make special rules concerning the capture and individual rights inside the city limits, so all you'd have to do is keep moving until you found a city you like. The League itself makes the rules that affect all the pokegirls outside of the city limits." Misao explained.

"Hmmm, I guess that would be the best place to go...." Lina considered aloud, before asking, "So, what League area are we in now?"

"The Indigo League area. The Crimson League would be due east by southeast." Misao explained.

Lina nodded, then realized something. She turned to the other dark-haired girl that she had made love to.

"You've been rather quiet. Don't have much to say?" Lina asked.

"Shield Maiden Maiden ShieldMaiden." the girl answered.

Lina stared at the girl, "Is she okay?"

"She's fine. She's just a feral pokegirl. A ShieldMaiden to be exact." Misao responded.

Seeing Lina's blank look, Misao sighed and explained, "Ferals don't have as much vocal intelligence as domesticated pokegirls like myself. I was born and raised in a city, so I've gotten a much better education. She was born in the wild, so she can only say the name of her species."

"Oh... she can understand us just fine, right?" Lina asked.

"Yeah and I can understand her too. To you, however, it'll just be gibberish that sounds like ShieldMaiden being repeated over and over again." Misao explained.

"And what might you be?" Lina asked.

"I'm a Goth. We ain't too great at fighting, but once we evolve, we're usually pretty good at something." Misao explained.

Again, Lina's face drew a blank, "Evolve?"

Misao was tempted to scream in frustration, but she reminded herself that Lina had come from a very different world. Of course she wouldn't understand.

"You know how a catepillar can turn into a butterfly?" Misao asked, waiting for Lina's nod before continuing, "Most pokegirls can do something similar, but some pokegirl species can transform into all sorts of things. Some are just straight line, like an A-Bra to a Ka-D-Bra, while others, like myself, can turn into things like a Loner, a Growlie, a Tigress..."

Lina looked like she understood most of it, but Misao knew that Lina probably didn't get the name references.

"Anyway, we should probably get the hell out of this area as soon as possible. Dorkboy back there probably isn't the only Tamer in the area." Misao warned.

"Um, ma'am? My back's getting sore..." the Naga spoke up hesitantly.

Lina blinked. She'd forgotten about the Naga.

"All right, what shall we do with you?" Lina asked.

The Naga seemed to consider the question, then held out a pokeball as an offering.

"My last master dropped it, so I... technically have no master." the Naga explained.

"I'll need a better idea than that to go by." Lina told the Naga.

"League Rules say that if you beat a Tamer, you can claim a pokegirl of his. Problem is, you aren't a Tamer yourself..." Misao began.

"I don't know... I mean, we COULD take her with us or we could just abandon her here..." Lina mused aloud.

The Naga's face turned white with fear. Lina found herself tackle-hugged by the now terrified Naga, "PLEAAAASE DON'T LEAVE ME! I was only following orders! I swear!"

"What's up with her?" Lina asked Misao.

The Goth looked uneasy, "Well, I explained that Tamers catch pokegirls and have sex with them. Sometimes, the Tamers just up and leave their pokegirls in the wild. I guess she has an abandonment issue or two to work out."

"They just leave? No warning? Why?" Lina demanded, incredulous.

"Who knows?" Misao answered, shrugging.

Lina pondered the problem at hand. In her earlier days, she often fled Naga for various reasons, but she never left Naga alone in a dangerous place. Sure, there was that one time she'd booted Naga the White Serpent into the middle of a crowd of enchanted armor, but she knew that Naga could still take care of herself and it was for a moderately good cause. After all, the sooner they got the fight over with, the sooner they could flee Jeffery's presence. [Or at least get the hell away from his mother!]

"I guess we should take her with us after all. I can't just abandon someone in the middle of nowhere, it's not my style." [Anymore.] Lina mentally added, before continuing, "So how do these thingies work?"

Misao quickly taught Lina the basics on the pokeball. Since every tamer also had to learn it, it was understandable that Lina wouldn't know how to work one.

"So if I point it at a pokegirl I've captured before, it'll regrab it, but if I throw it and say, 'So-And-So, I Screw You', it releases them. When I press the white button, the ball shrinks or enlarges. And when I throw a blank pokeball at a pokegirl, it can capture them." Lina repeated.

Misao nodded, "You learn pretty fast, considering that you aren't from this world."

"Well, since I'm stuck here, I might as well learn how things work here." Lina responded.

"So, you just need to catch me and Sylphiel, recatch the Naga, then you can fly to the Crimson League continent." Misao explained.

"Continent? You mean, it's not like a different kingdom on the same pennisula?" Lina asked.

"I'm afraid not. Most continents usually have their own leagues. The Johto League is actually just a large collection of islands now, but when they formed, they were a continent too." Misao informed Lina.

"Huh. Well, I guess if I fly at top speed by my lonesome, I can get to this 'Crimson Continent' before I run out of energy." Lina mused to herself.

Lina's career of taming got off to a rather impressive start.

Pirotess stood up to head back to the hotel room where Ben was. It was a bit early yet, but she knew that when Yuka, Celcia and Kei went to play and Airi snuck off to be with Junpei, that there wasn't much for her to do.

She was about to enter the room when she suddenly felt an overwhelming psychic presence. At first, she thought it was Sara, but as she turned her head, she realized that it was Sara's mistress, Lady Arshes Nei, the dark-haired Drow Zee that the silver-haired Drow Zee owed for helping Sara get free from her master.

Pirotess didn't have that much of an allegiance to Lady Arshes, but knew that allegiance didn't matter. Lady Arshes was still powerful and one didn't anger people with power unless one had power to equal at least.

//I see you have a pragmatic method of dealing out respect.// Arshes teased.

//Lady Nei, what are you doing here?// Pirotess inquired.

//I was in the area, doing some random mind searching when I ran across an interesting fact that you may wish to be aware of. After all, it concerns your master.// Arshes answered.

//I know of his title of Widow Slayer. I also know why he doesn't speak of it.// Pirotess replied.

//Yes, but there are some secrets about him that even he does not know. For example, have you ever heard the legend of the Ultimate Human Soldier Project?// Arshes inquired.

//No...// Pirotess answered.

//It was said that before humans turned the war, they tried to make an ultimate soldier to counter Sukebe's army. However, they believed the experiment had failed as the soldier had no extraordinary abilities. Later, they sent him out as he was. He was far greater than even our ancestors thought. He had the ability to match or surpass his opponents.// Arshes explained.

//And what does that have to do with Ben? He can't possibly be this soldier you are relating.// Pirotess haughtily thought back.

//That's not what I was implying exactly. You see, the soldier was eventually defeated when the more amorous pokegirls lured him away from the humans, who had failed to treat him with the kindness he deserved. Human history, even the classified data, completely loses track of him after that as they deemed the project a failure. The facility was shut down and all of the technical data was destroyed. However, the records of the project survived. I have good reason to believe that it is not entirely out the question that he produced offspring with pokegirls. And I also have reason to believe that your master may be his descendent.// Arshes replied.

//.... what proof do you have?// Pirotess demanded.

//I do not yet have definite proof that your master is of his bloodline... yet. After all, the bloodline has had well over a hundred years to dilute and fade. I will consult one with more knowledge than I to be positive or not.// Arshes answered.

//Even if he is this 'Ultimate Human Soldier' thing, what value would it be of to anyone?// Pirotess snapped mentally.

//You don't quite seem to know how the genetic scheme works, do you? Mothers give off the more important genetic material as far as powers go. When it comes to a physical body, it is still advantageous for both parents to be in high health as that translates to strong children. If any of his attributes are passed onto his offspring, it may begin to turn many things around.// Arshes declared.

//So what? If you haven't realized yet, things are already changing. I've read the mind of one Reimi Jahana. Her mother is the CEO of a company that's running the Crimson League. As of next year, domesticate pokegirls will be allowed Tamer status.// Pirotess argued.

//Why be equals to humans when we can dominate them?// Arshes inquired.

//I'd rather be equals than simply tip the scale the other way! We would be no better than they are!// Pirotess shot back.

Arshes smiled, before stating, //You too have changed. It is nice to see you three all getting away from your moody 'only good tamer is a dead tamer' attitude.//

//So it was just a test to see if I would respond like I did before?// Pirotess asked.

//Not entirely. The fact remains that he might be the descendent of the Ultimate Human Soldier Project, but I wanted to warn you if he was. There are many who might seek to take the remains of the project for themselves or may seek to kill him because of his genetic status. The remains of the Limbec Pirates already know of his existance as the Widow Slayer. If they learn he may also be involved in the UHSP, then who knows what they may seek to do to him.// Arshes answered.

Pirotess thought over that option. It meant that she would have to be cautious. The Limbec Pirates may have been scattered, but their power had not diminished in the least. If anything, they likely had double or triple the power they had at their height.

"Thank you for the warning." Pirotess said aloud.

"Not a problem. Take care, Sara's disciple." Arshes answered, before using her shadow teleport to exit.

Pirotess entered the room to see Ben napping on the bed. He was wearing only his pants, meaning he'd probably been working out. She closed the door behind her and snuck up on him. Carefully unzipping his pants, she pulled off the only piece of clothing Ben was wearing.

She considered waking him by giving him a blowjob, but she had sensed when Kei had given him one earlier that he was uncomfortable with it. Likely the result of his desire to dominate in combat, but remain equals in love. She slid her flimsy outfit off before grabbing a blanket. Kei had spent too much time cuddling with Ben alone. Pirotess decided it was her turn as she snuggled against his bare flesh and sighed as his arms reflexively wrapped themselves around her.

[I don't care what you really are. You are the man I've come to love.] Pirotess thought to herself.

Arshes Nei appeared from the shadows.

"You related the story, Lady Arshes?" came the inquiry.

"Yes, I did, Eris." Arshes replied to the dark haired sorceress.

"Then you may want to head back soon." Eris responded, scratching her short hair as a blush of embarrassment came to her cheeks.

"Why is that?" Arshes inquired.

Eris sighed, "Well, it was standard military tactics back before the Sukebe War ended to leak false information to the enemy. By sending out false information in the right direction, one got one's opponent to waste much energy trying to verify and counteract a nonexistant creation. The Ultimate Human Soldier Project was such a thing. Pure fantasy left behind by a desperate military. It would explain why none of the battles it was said to have been involved with never showed the results that the record had."

"Oh. Well, it'll keep Pirotess on her toes." Arshes said, brushing aside the information.

Eris' sweatdrop became visible.

Lina blinked as she found a town and landed outside of town. Getting to the Crimson continent had only taken a little more than three hours. Of course, she had the air current going with her, increasing her speed to roughly double what it might have been. And to add to her luck, it was an overcast night, meaning her approach likely wasn't seen.

She let Misao out of her pokeball as she landed, "So what now?"

Misao yawned. Sleeping in a pokeball was actually a bit better than she had expected.

"Uh, well, let's head to a pokecenter and get your registered as a Tamer. Then we can see about finding a good town to settle down in." Misao answered.

Lina nodded. She had been going over a lot of what Misao had explained and while some of it did make sense, she still had quite a few lessons.

Misao and Lina headed into the town, taking note of it's name. July sounded like a nice place.

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Eva, the fox squirrel girl
Type: Near Human
Element: Normal
Frequency: Uncommon (Crimson League)
Diet: Pokechow, fruit, nuts
Role: Multi-evolutional creature
Libido: Average
Strong Vs: None
Weak Vs: Fighting, Magic, Elemental Attacks
Attacks: Tackle, Double Kick, Reflect, Agility
Enhancements: Speed
Evolves: Joltina (Thunder Stone), Flarea (Fire Stone), Vaporita (Water Stone), Umbrea (Shadow Stone or evolution through orgasm during night time), Espea (Diamond Stone or evolution through orgasm during the day), ???? (Angel Stone?)

The Eva was created to be a multi-elemental pokegirl. She can literally fill well over seven elemental categories, though it should be noted that the Umbrea, Espea and the unknown transformation that lead to the sinking of the Orange Continent are much more rare. In fact, the unknown transformation was attempted in the Crimson League Area, but the same evolution effect did not occur. Instead, the Eva simply became an Espea.

Dildo Queen, the male equivalent pokegirl Type: Normal Element: Normal Frequency: Rare (Crimson League) Diet: human diet/fruits, nuts and fish Role: Replacing males Libido: Average to High Strong Vs: Any sex-based pokegirl Weak Vs: Fighting, Magic, Elemental Attacks Attacks: Double End, Double Penetrate, Fury Pump, Simulacrum, Shemale, Relaxing Gaze
Enhancements: Sexual endurance
Evolves: None
Evolves from: Dildorina, Dildoran

It has been scientifically proven that Dildo Queen are likely the primary source of feral pokegirl reproduction. Unlike with human males, who's offspring are considered domesticates, Dildo Queens are capable of mating with any pokegirl without affecting the purity of that species.

The Dildo Queen is not popular with some Leagues, who have even placed bounties on the heads of this species and on the heads of any Tamer who helps one evolve without informing the League Officials. The Crimson League is not one of these ignorant leagues and has been pressuring those Leagues to remove the bounties under threat of an embargo.

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Coming soon in Crimson League:
Yuka and Junpei also take on Yamaken, Master of the Pose Dojo.
Reimi joins the party as Junpei leaves.
The attack of the really whacked out Ninja Mistress.
The July Sadie Poken's Day.
Leno seeks out Ben.
And more vague foreshadowing and mysteries!

Current Pokedex
Ben (Tamer, Level 24) - Kei (Growltit, Level 26)
Bambi (Milkmouse, Level 20)
Pirotess (Drow Zee, Level 37)
Lita (Joltina, Level 23)

Yuka (Amachoke, Level 40) - Satomi (Flarea, Level 30)
Jun (Ria, Level 33)
Elena (Milktit, Level 28)
Hiyori (Vaporita, Level 20)
Tamao (Pidgerseat, Level 19)

Junpei (Tamer, Level 24) - Airi (Ditto, Level 20)
Celcia (Elf, Level 31)
Ritsuko (Charamanda, Level 24)
Mike (Youma, Level 12)
Rapier (Amazonlee, Level 20)

Reimi (Tamer, Level 42) - Chiho (Kunoichi, Level 31)
Maya (Dragonfair, Level 24)
Lilica (Merrrowl, Level 24)
Nanvil (Drow Zee, Level 27)
Washio (Titmouse, Level 5)
Kaori (Amazonlee, Level 39)

Yuji (Retired Tamer, Level 16) - Rio (Jigglyslut, Level 23)

Sara (Drow Zee, Level 60)
Arshes Nei (Drow Zee, Level 73)
Eris (Sorceress, Level 30)

Madam Arctica (Ice Maiden, Level 50)
Madam Magma (Magmary, Level 80)

Professor Fujisawa (Professor) - Miz (Naiad, Level 23)

Jinnai (Citizen) - Diva (Buzzbreast, Level 30)

Fatora (Tamer, Level 1) - Alliele (SexyCute, Level 5)

Makoto (Tamer, Level 1) - Shayla Shayla (Charmanda, Level 5)
Nanami (Merrrowl, Level 5)

Lina (Tamer, Level 5) - Misao (Goth, Level 5)
Sylphiel (ShieldMaiden, Level 10)
Misa (Naga, Level 15)

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Omake

"What's a Tamer do?" Lina asked.

"Please, not now. I've got a headache." Misao begged.

Ben opened the door, expecting to meet Rio and talk to Yuji.

He saw Rio and Yuji. He stared, agasp at the scene.

"Agasp!" Ben cried as he looked at the third occupant of the room, a Dildorino.

"Uh, it's hers." Yuji said, motioning to Rio, who seemed upset.

"Then why is it on YOUR ass?" Ben inquired.

"It was a dare!" Yuji reasoned.

"Keep telling yourself that, Captain Anal." Rio told him, tapping one foot impatiently.

"Um, I just got out of the shower and I slipped?" Yuji tried.

Reimi stepped out of the shower, "Yuji, if you're done with my mother's Dildorino, I need it back. Oh, and by the way, did you know your water heater only holds 30 gallons? My hour long shower was cut short."

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