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On the Run
By: bsmart (a.k.a. Tiek Mo
Shet)
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Why the hell am I writing this? Nobody reads them and they have no legal
weight’s a’s a complete waste of time and bandwidth and yet I’m still typing.
If you’re under the legal age where ever you are don’t read this, but since
you’re going to anyways at least don’t let your mommy catch you. This fic is
very much NC-17. Copyright? Ha! Just don’t be a dick. If you got this anywhere
besides mediaminer.org, the official Pokegirls Yahoo group, or adult-fanfiction.org
then you likely haven’t seen all of it as those are the only places where this
story is officially distributed.
Note: This
is an Orange League fic. To be honest I don’t know a damn thing about pokemon
and I want to keep it that way. If I make a dumb mistake feel free to point it
out. I’ve done as much research as I can into this to keep it consistent with
what seems to be the accepted canon of the pokegirl world. Also no one that I
know of has done anything with the Orange League so I’m making it up as I go
along.
“…” Normal Speech
‘…’ Thought
Chapter 14: Playtime Part 2
This
time the can of “Recovery +” tasted different, instead of cough syrup and
sawdust it tasted like cough syrup and grout.
“Aww
poor baby,” Washu mockingly pouted as Nikolas acted like he was gagging.
“Aren’t I worth a little bad taste,” she giggled as for an instant she turned
to her adult form but just as quickly she was back to her smaller form and
cackling wildly.
“I
suppose…” he muttered as he tried to remove the disgusting taste from the roof
of his mouth with his tongue.
“Maybe
I’ll give you something better to taste if you’re a good boy,” Washu teased as
she scooted her rear end back until it bumped up against Nikolas’ deflated
manhood and pitched her purloined nurse’s hat across the room.
Nikolas
tried to drag his body up the bed and away from the psychotic little Supe-bra
Genius but Washu easily stayed where she was. “What’s gotten into you,” he
demanded.
Washu
sat up straight and folded her arms across her chest and huffed. “So just
because I look younger then your sisters I’m not allowed to get as hard up for
a taming?”
“It’s
jus…”
“And
after all I’ve done for you!”
“Wash…”
“Like
it would be such a chore to tame me.”
“But!”
“First
you make me watch your little performance with Kaya and then you’re such a
sweetie with Mink and now you deny me this little thing?!”
“I’ll
do it, I’m sorry! I’ll tame you.”
Washu
paused in her rant and looked suspiciously down at Nikolas out of the corner of
her eye, after a long moment of perfect silence in the hotel room Mihoshi’s
soft snore and Nina’s following giggle broke the tension. With a naughty
glimmer in her eye Washu said, “Oh you’ll tame me alright.” Washu’s naughty
glimmer soon gained a companion evil grin as she peeled her black t-shirt
slowly over her head.
Nikolas
swallowed cautiously, “Do you think you could uh....,” he trailed off unsure of
how to phrase his request.
“But
I thought you liked them young,” Washu taunted Nikolas as she cupped and
kneaded her large, overly so for her apparent age, breasts. With a giggle Washu
released her breasts and held a single finger from each hand behind her head,
“Or maybe you just like them young only if they have little fuzzy ears on their
heads.” Washu broke down into a high pitched titter as Nikolas paled beneath
her.
Nikolas
rolled his head to the side to look at Nina. “Little help here?”
“You’re
on your own,” she giggled.
“Aww
Nikolas,” Washu whined. “Fine,” she huffed and morphed into her adult form,
“Better?”
Nikolas
visibly relaxed as he saw Washu’s much more mature form sitting astride him.
“Much.”
“I’ll
try not to be offended by that,” Washu said in her best imperious tone.
“Can
I make it up to you?” Nikolas asked as he ran his hands up and down Washu’s
white stockinged thighs.
Washu’s
hands remained planted on her hips, “Maybe…” she answered.
Nikolas
let his hands roam higher up Washu’s legs until he hit khaki shorts when he let
them drift around and start to massage her rear. Washu’s only reaction was a
raised eyebrow but she made no move to stop him. Nikolas got a little bolder
and gripped her butt harder as he started to rock her gently back and forth on
him. Washu’s olive colored eyes brightened when Nikolas’ quickly hardening cock
brushed against her khaki covered rear but her stern face remained. “Well,” she
said sarcastically, “It’s nice to see something’s doing what it’s supd tod to.”
Washu’s stern façade cracked for an instant at Nikolas’ stunned snort but
turned into a scowl when his hands fell off of her and onto the bed. “Hey,” she
snapped as she grabbed her tamer’s hands and returned them to her ass, “I
didn’t tell you you could stop.”
“Sorry,”
Nikolas drawled as he started back on the deep tissue massage of the redhead’s
butt.
Washu’s
hands snapped away from the button of her shorts. “Hey!” she snapped as she
lightly smacked the middle of Nikolas’ chest, “If you don’t behave yourself you
don’t get your treat!”
“Don’t
you mean your treat?” Nina giggled from her new perch beside the sleeping
Mihoshi.
Washu
turned around and ordered, “You stay out of this,” before turning back and
settling astride Nikolas’ dick.
“That’s
my girl,” Washu said before letting out a delighted “Ooohh,” as Nikolas belly
laugh caused her to bounce up and down on his manhood. “Good boy,” she sighed.
‘Even
as an adult her hair is huge,’ he mused as Washu leaned over him and held
herself up by her arms as she let more of her slight weight rest on Nikolas’.
His world was reduced to the mass of red hair surrounding his head and Washu’s
smooth elegant face a few inches from his. As her hips started to move back and
forth of their own accord Washu locked eyes with Nikolas and gave him a
contented smile full of her self confidence. ‘She doesn’t look a day over…a
day…,’ Nikolas realized that in her adult form he couldn’t tell how old Washu
looked. ‘If she said she was anything from twenty to thirty five I’d believe
her,’ he thought, ‘She sure as hell doesn’t look older
then mom.’ When Washu let out another lusty moan Nikolas realized he didn’t
really care how old she was and let his hands slide up her flanks.
Washu
giggled for a moment before reaching back with her right hand and grabbing one
of Nikolas’. “No tickling.”
Nikolas
chuckled to himself; he hadn’t really meant to tickle her but her throaty laugh
made it interesting. He worked his left hand free and let both of them lightly
dance up and down Washu’s ribs.
“Hehehehehe,
stop heh it, hehehe, stop it!” She tittered before smacking Nikolas’ hands
away. Quickly composing herself she ordered, “Behave yourself, show some
respect for your elders.”
“Yes
ma’am.”
Washu
lowered her head until her their noses touched and her breasts flattened on
Nikolas’ chest. “Do something useful with those hands.”
Nikolas
did as he was told and began to play with the sides of Washu’s breasts,
squeezing and fondling the soft fleshy mounds.
“Mmmm,
very good,” she assured him.
Nikolas
kept up what he was doing and left his eyes fixed on Washu‘s face. As he
continued Washu started to bob her head up and down in time with her rocking on
his groin, when she closed her eyes and smiled it dawned on Nikolas, ‘It’s a
crab, her bangs, they’re supposed to look like a crab, heh.’ He was momentarily
proud of himself for figuring it out but the feeling of Washu starting to worm
one of her hands between their bodies towards their groins redirected his
attention. He felt her deftly pop the snap of her shorts open and she sat up
and began to try to peel the shorts off.
After
a minute of struggling with the almost painted on shorts she complained, “Damn
ass.” In a flash she returned to her usual size and the shorts literally fell off.
“No ass,” sheclaiclaimed in her usual high pitched voice as she turned far
enough to prove it to Nikolas.
“Yeah,
that’s great,” Nikolas said nervously, suddenly hyper aware of his erection
pressing into the pseudo-preteen’s very warm, very wet, and suddenly very
hairless pussy. “Do you think you could….you know?”
Washu
rolled her eyes and complied with her tamer’s unspoken request.
“Thanks,”
Nikolas muttered as he reached up and resumed playing with Washu’s breasts.
“So, no panties?”
Washu
shook her head, “One more thing to get in the way.” With a suggestive wiggle of
her hips she asked, “Are you complaining?”
“Nope.”
“Excellent,”
she chirped before flashing him a cheek busting smile, “Now get off the bed.”
“What?”
Nikolas asked incredulously.
Washu
hopped off of Nikolas and laid down, pushing Nikolas in the side with her feet,
“Off. Now.”
“Ow,”
he complained, “Fine.” Nikolas rolled off the edge of the bed feeling extremely
annoyed, he quickly turned back towards the bed fully ready to tell Washu off.
“Washu I swear I’m going to…”
“To
what?” she purred. Washu was laying with her rear on the edge of the bed. Washu
was reclining back on her arms and her stocking encased legs were splayed out
on either side of her. While she waited for Nikolas’ brain to process what he
was seeing Washu’s right hand traced a lazy line down the center of her chest,
around her navel, finally ending in the thatch of flame red curls above her
womanhood, “Well?” she asked huskily.
The
sight of Washu lying on the bed, completely open to his examination had stunned
Nikolas; after being kicked rudely out of bed his hopes had been crushed but
now, ‘She looks good enough to eat. In fact…,’ he thought.
Washu
howled in delight as Nikolas dropped to his feet and plunged into her pussy,
licking and sucking like a madman. She giggled uproariously when his mouth
found her clit and subjected it to a series of long hard licks. “It looks like both of you are getting your
treat,” Nina teased.
“Oh
yessss,” Washu hissed. “Enthusiastic…Oh!...isn’t he?” she huffed between gasps.
“Oh
fuck!” Washu shrieked as her legs squeezed tighter around her tamer’s head.
Even the added pressure of her thighs didn’t slow Nikolas down as he rapidly
tongue fucked her and after a few moments of delicious torture she forced her
own legs apart and grabbed the sides of Nikolas’ head. “Get up here and tame
me!” she ordered as she pulled him to his feet.
Nikolas
happily went along with Washu’s demand and quickly got up smiling, his face
glistening with her juices. Washu kept pulling on his head until he was leaning
over her and pulled him down for a fierce kiss. “Now tame me,” she said before
darting up and giving his face a quick lick exgingging her juices for her
saliva on Nikolas’ face.
“Yes
ma’am,” Nikolas intoned. When Washu released his face he smoothly stood up and
grabbed a hold of her legs, spreading them wider and raising them up. Knowing
what was coming next Washu propped herself up on her elbows to improve her view
of the pending union, the movement causing her enormous ponytail to bob behind
her. After a quick tug to pull Washu completely to the edge of the bed Nikolas ensured
that everything was lined up and thrust his hips forward, to both their
surprise he was able to slide in smoothly.
“Well
Dave, according to his wife Azusa
has a thing for rare girls, but Trella is too far off the coast for many tamers
to come wondering through,” Mariska explained.
“Only
pet owners in Trella huh?” Simmons asked.
“Yeah,
and Draconas aren’t exactly pet material,” John said.
“So
robbing the ranch is why the Trella P.D. likes him for the murder,” the captain
asked.
 :p>
“Yeah,
“John nodded.
“Alright
so between jacking the ranch and showing up here do we know what he did?” the
captain queried.
“No,
nothing,” John said
“He
probably stayed out in the country,” Simmons offered, “and nothing says he only
had one fake I.D.”
“Hey
John, get this!” a voice called from the other side of the office.
“Huh?”
A
short Officer Jenny skipped over to the group, “Looks like your boy’s the one
who knocked over the pokecenter.”
“You
sure,” Simmons asked while he examined the hard copy his pokegirl partner had
just handed him. “Damn, looks like we’re after the same guy,” he saidhe
he
passed the paper to John and Mariska.
“Prints
from the center match the prints from warehouse all of which match Nikolas
Kirov’s from the Misaki Ranch.” John mumbled. “Looks like we’re working
together on this one.”
“So
he gets into a gun fight at the warehouse then knocks over the pokecenter to
get what he needs to heal either himself or one of the girls that helped him,”
the captain postulated.
“If
anyone was hit it was Nikolas, the blood from the warehouse was definitely
human male,” John declared.
“I
can do it myself,” she replied but made no move to get away.
“Just
let me help.” Nikolas grabbed one of the small shampoo bottles off the edge of
the tub and dumped a healthy portion of its contents into his hands. “Now I’ve
never washed a girl’s hair before so tell me if I do this right.”
“It’s
just like washing your own hair, you do do that
right?” she teased with a little life returning to her voice.
“Only when the locals start to complain.” Nikolas did his best to clean up Sango’s thick black
hair over the next few minutes being careful to soap up her copious bangs and
every inch of her long ponytail. Though he was sure he’d done it the wrong way,
‘How the hell do you soap up thuch uch hair?’, he
figured he’d done a passable job when she didn’t complain and rinsed her hair
out. With her hair clean Sango relaxed and leaned back against Nikolas’ chest,
squirming around for a moment until she found a comfortable position.
“Washu
plugged in that healing machine you brought back with you and put Delta in it,”
Sango said as she settled in.
“Good,
hopefully she’ll be better before it’s time to go.”
“Don’t
you have enough girls to tame?”
“What?
I just want her to get better,” Nikolas indignantly explained.
“Sure
you do, you should just know that she likes blood almost as much as Ceres.
She’ll probably try to get a pint from you,” Sango said without a hint of
humor.
Nikolas
slowly flexed his left hand pulling the new skin over the scar there tight with
each extension. “Errr…”
“Hopefully
she’ll just take it at the same time Ceres does.”
Nikolas’
exasperated sigh was only audible if you were a few inches from his mouth.
Sango
laughed soothingly at Nikolas’ reaction and told him, “Don’t worry, she doesn’t
need it to survive, she’ll probably just share a bit with Ceres.”
“Well
that’s something,” Nikolas said.Silence
returned for a few minutes until Sango asked, “Why do you keep taming them?”
“Do
what?”
“Tame
them, your sisters,” she explained matter-of-factly.
Nis
ss
shifted uncomfortably beneath her, “To keep them tame.”
“Any
of us could do that,” she said dismissively.
“Well
I don’t know most of you that well.”
Sango
wasn’t letting go that easily. “You know Nina, Ceres, and Mihoshi well enough
to collar them,” she pointed out.
“Well
I didn’t when they needed it the first time,” he dodged hoping she wouldn’t
point out the obvious.
She
did. “So what about the time after that?”
“I
just….it just happened. It won’t again.”
Neither
of them were convinced by his assertions. “According
to them you were pretty enthusiastic about it, and they’re pretty sure it’s
going to happen again.”
Nikolas
was tempted to explain to Sango that biologically speaking they weren’t his
sisters, not that he thought it made much difference, or that he thought it
would to her. “Well they’re right.”
“Which
part?”
“Both parts.” When Sango said nothing in reply he asked, “So?”
“So
what?” she asked calmly.
“Do
you have an opinion on the fact that I’m taming my sisters and have no
intention of stopping?”
Mink
– Dracona
Sango
– Kunochi
Delta
– Youma
Ivy
– Boobisaur
Harley
– Ocelolita
Kaya
– Wildcat
Naga
Billie
Author’s
Notes
Acknowledgements:
Lighthawk – My designated
pre-reader, who subjected himself to this way too often.
Warpwizard – Who’s given me
a lot of advice on the mechanics of my writing.
Notes:
1) Just a bunch of long over
due tamings.
2) This one’s for LH, and
that guy who made the mistake of begging me to keep Washu in her adult form.
es, es, normally this would
have been WAY too forward for Sango, but then again this isn’t a normal Sango,
it’s a pokegirl version of her.
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