“Exactly,”
Faye said.

Gally
reached over and snatched the remote off the bed. “Just so long as she keeps it
down,” she muttered as Mink followed after Nikolas’ family and Faye sat down
beside Sango.

Ivy
watched as Harley managed to work the top of her tight leggings down to the
swell of her rump but she couldn’t finish the job without taking her hand off
of Nikolas, something Ivy knew she’d never do. “Stand here and talk all you
want,” she said imperiously, “I’m getting tamed too.” The redheaded Boobisaur
climbed onto the bed after her harem mate and began to peel Harley’s pants off,
planting feathery kisses on Harley’s honey colored rear as she went.

Nikolas
had heard Ivy’s declaration and was partially aware of her climbing onto the
bed but Harley held his complete attention, until she finished with him
everything else could wait. Harley’s delighted squeal broke his concentration
for the half second it took for her to pull his manhood out through the fly of
his boxers and plunge it deep into her mouth.

Harley
was ecstatic, Ivy was joining in, and they had been a pair for years. Once
Nikolas tamed them both they’d be together for a while longer, that was partly
the source of her eagerness to get tamed, but mostly her body was screaming at
her to fuck the man whose cock was now in her mouth. Harley hummed happily as Ivy
began to slide up and mold herself to her back and her mouth watered as Ivy’s
vine whips started to snake around her legs and torso.

Nikolas’
eyes rolled up in his head as Harley’s already pleasantly warm and rough mouth
became obscenely wet. He was trying to keep quiet to avoid drawing the
attention of the girls who were still in the room but when he felt Harley’s
damp little nose bury itself in his stomach, and something brush up against his
balls he failed miserably and let out a strangled groan.

Gally
was annoyed, actually she was pissede wae was trying to ignore the goings on in
the bed but every time she was able to concentrate for a moment one of the
people rutting on the bed would do something to draw her attention back to
them. This time she glanced back to see Harley in the middle of deep-throating
Nikolas while Ivy made use of her vine whips to play with Nikolas’ balls and
several parts of Harley. The Ocelolita made no move to come up for air and
Gally watched as she began to swallow around the piece of meat lodged in the
back of her throat, she barely noticed Nikolas’ pleasured grunt of
satisfaction. While Harley fellated her tamer Gally watched what passed for
clothes on Ivy disappear into her body while the Boobisaur maneuvered a vine
whip to Harley’s vaginal sheath and began to tease the rim of it, her other
whips stroked the side of her harem sisters legs and stomach while her fourth
and final one continued to caress Nikolas’ testicles. After only a handful of
minutes she heard his warning of, “Harley, I’m gonna…oh fuck….” When Harley
pulled back up along his shaft Gally stared transfixed at a droplet of saliva
that slid down Nikolas’ slick shaft from Harley’s mouth. When the drop
disappeared into the curls at the base of his manhood Gally realized she’d been
staring and shook her head in an effort to clear it.

Unfortunately
for her Nikolas’ body choose that moment to empty his balls into Harley’s
willing mouth and Ivy slid her vine whip home into Harley. The Ocelolita
refused to let go of her tamer’s cock until it had finished spurting into her
but as soon as it did she threw her head back in a soundless scream being
careful not to lose a drop of the emission in her mouth. Gally growled in
frustration and turned back the TV trying to suppress the urges her renegade
body was throwing at her. She was successful in all but one regard, she
couldn’t stop wondering what Nikolas tasted like.

Nikolas
quickly drank the can of Recovery + that Harley had shoved into his hand. After
watching Harley lewdly display his load coating the inside of her mouth he was as
eager to ther her as she was, but both of them would have to wait as Ivy laid
her head on Harley’s shoulder and Nikolas realized that he hadn’t paid her any
attention. The plantgirl had shocked him a bit with her vine whips, he hadn’t
really expected her to play with him and Harley at the same time, still it
wasn’t unheard of there were plenty of pokegirls with dexterous extra
appendages, it’s just a bit of a shock to actually see them in use in person
the first time but since she’d done nice things with them the first time
Nikolas decided to give it a chance and got down to making sure Ivy had a good
time.

The
plastic casing of the remote cracked in Gally’s hand when she heard Ivy moan
happily. Her body refused to listen to her and no matter what she tried to
think about it always came back to sex. ‘Gods it’s been so long,’ she thought,
‘thirteen long lonely years.’ Thirteen years since she’d last been tamed by a
man. ‘And as soon as he did he figured it out and got rid of me.’ She’d managed
to stay sane with a combination of cranking her libido regulator way down and
catching the occasional feral when the urges got to strong. She’d been caught
while satisfying one of those urges. ‘Stupid Boobgong, she couldn’t keep quite.
Just another tamer to ditch me,’ she thought as recarecalled how the tamer had
immediately sold her to Azusa
when his pokedex had refused to classify her. Dejectedly she admitted to
herself that she needed to be tamed, and another pokegirl like Sango wasn’t
going to do, she needed Nikolas, specifically she needed his dick, bad.

Ivy’s
skin was a pale yellow green and her nipples were dark blue green that
shimmered almost like they were wet, far different from any of the other girls.
Even Harley and Kaya’s, whose bodies were covered in fur, had normal looking
tits if you pushed their fur out of the way, but not Ivy, she even tasted
different. The difference wasn’t subtle, after only a few exploratory nibbles
of the little knot of flesh Nikolas’ mouth was flooded with a rush of sugary
liquid with the consistency of syrup. Nikolas pulled back in surprise and
smacked his lips reflexively; it took him a moment to place the taste. ‘Almost
tastes like…tangerines.’ He eyed Ivy’s weeping nipple for a moment and noted
that the other had started to leech fluid as well.

“She
tastes goooood don’t she?” Harley giggled. “Wanna share puddin’?”

The
first bit of “Sure,” had barely left Nikolas mouth before Harley darted forward
and latched onto one of Ivy’s breasts. The Boobisaur moaned happily and held
her haremsister’s head place in one hand while beckoning Nikolas back with the
other.

“There’s
room for one more,” she crooned she caressed Harley’s body with all four of her
vine whips.

Sango
watched in amusement as Nikolas took Ivy up on her offer and began to suckle at
her breast with a great deal of enthusiasm. She’d tasted Ivy before and could
sympathize with Nikolas and Ivy, in fact she could sympathize with them so much
that she decided to watch TV with Gally instead of them. If she kept watching
she was likely to join in and she would much rather get some personal attention
from Nikolas then share him with two other girls. When she turned around in her
seat she found the TV stuck on a news channel. She was about to ask Gally to
change it when she heard her growl in frustration. The little Battle Angel was
visibly shaking with a look of intense frustration on her face, any time
someone oe bee bed made a sound Gally looked like she would explode in rage.
Sango had known Gally for a while, they’d been at the ranch for three months
together before Nikolas had shown up and she probably knew Gally better then
anyone. Gally had always waited as long as she could between tamings, only
coming to her every couple of weeks when she couldn’t hold out any longer, even
then she’d come grudgingly, almost angrily. ‘I’ve never met a pokegirl less
willing to be tamed,’ Sango mused. She thought that Gally might have been a
thresholder, she only looked to be eighteen or nineteen. Many thresholders didn’t
take well to their new found need to be tamed but she’d never met one who had
resisted it so hard for so long, it usually only took a taming or two for the
pleasure of it to over ride even the most obstinate girl’s objections. Sango
couldn’t comprehend why Gally fought it so hard, she could understand it if
Gally was loathe to be tamed by someone new but the simple fact was that she
needed to be tamed, all pokegirls did, fighting it was pointless and if you did
you only wound up hurting yourself.

Nikolas
did his best to hold up Ivy as she went limp in his arms and her pussy clenched
around his fingers. He had to be careful to keep her up, if he just let her
fall back on the bed he was likely to hurt the bud in the middle of her back.
“You alright?” he asked.

“Mmm,
very good,” she moaned. “But maybe you should take care of Harley before she
spontaneously combusts.”

Nikolas
turned back to the little cat-type who was doing her best to crawl to him while
her body quivered under the sensual ravages of Ivy’s vine whips. Harley looked
piteously at Nikolas begging him to touch her with her eyes, one of Ivy’s whips
was curled across Harley’s chest constricting around both of her breast while
the tip of it tickled the bit of Harley’s nipples that emerged from the honey
colored fur covering her chest, another of them wormed its way across Harley’s
stomach ruffling the white fuzz that covered her belly making the occasional
foray to her thighs, and the final two wrapped around her thighs before
disappearing behind rump.

“Pleeease,”
she mewed as her body was rocked back and forth by Ivy’s attentions.

Gally
glanced over towards the bed and watched as Nikolas pulled Harley to himself
and kissed her. She caught herself licking her lips unconsciously and cursed
under her breath. Like always she was fighting her body’s urges and likwaysways
she was losing. She could never figure out what infuriated her more, the fact
that even with most of her natural body gone she still had the urges or the
fact that she couldn’t control them like she could everything else in her body.
‘That bastard just couldn’t let it go could he,’ she snarled in her mind.

Harley’s
breath caught in her throat as she felt Nikolas’ cock replace Ivy’s vine whip
in her pussy. Ivy’s whips had all sorts of bumps and knots covering them and
even the occasional leaf, Ivy always twirled them inside her driving her wild.
In contrast Nikolas was smooth and moving much slower. It wasn’t until the
second time he thrust into her that she remembered to breath.

Nikolas
just smiled as he slid home into Harley. ‘I think I’m becoming addicted,’ he
mused. A few more slow exploratory thrusts and again he smiled; unlike many of
the girls who were tight enough to almost be painful Harley was just, just
snug. The little cat-type’s pussy was just holding onto his dick hard enough to
be pleasant but not tight enough to make him have to focus on something else to
outlast her, she was comfortable and it felt like he belonged in her. Keeping
one hand on the Ocelolita’s hip he began to run a hand through the spotted
honey colored fur covering her well muscled back.

Ivy
adjusted her place on the bed until Harley’s head was between her legs. She’d
been a little nervous when Nikolas had penetrated Harley, in the past she’d
heard one or two of their tamers complain that she wasn’t tight enough but
given the way Nikolas was grinning as he started to drive himself into her
kneeling form Ivy was confident he didn’t share that assessment.

“Iiiiivvvvyyyyy,”
Harley whined quietly as Nikolas scratched her back directly above her tail,
“puddin’ feels good.” Harley arched her back until her spine was nearly the
shape of a semi-circle so she could look her companion in the eye. “Would
ja….?” She trailed off questioningly.

Harley’s
display of flexibility, ‘Or lack of solid bones,’ impressed Nikolas to say the
least but her question to Ivy made him wonder. He didn’t have to wonder long as
he watched Ivy’s vines reemerge from her back, when the vines twisted around
and pointed towards Harley he felt her purr deep in her chest. Ivy’s vines
started to dart towards Harley but just as soon as Harley sucked in her breath
in anticipation they stopped and Ivy brought her light yellow eyes up to his
and smiled. Her eyebrow arched questioningly and one of her vines twitched in
time with it.

Harley
had wanted to cry when Ivy had teased her with her whips and she had looked
back towards Nikolas to try and get him to make her do it but she only turned
around in time to see him nod his head.

Sango
had managed to put the rutting trio on the bed out of her mind and enjoy the
movn TVn TV until Harley’s delighted squeal drew her attention back. A quick
glance back towards the bed revealed a vine encased Harley being slowly fucked
into oblivion by her tamer. Sango started to run back to the movie, seeing
Harley encased in Ivy’s extra appendages had been a daily occurrence at the
ranch but her eyes lingered for a moment over Nikolas’ form.n shn she returned
to her movie she couldn’t pay it any mind as images of Nikolas’ big muscular
hips pounding into Harley’s tiny fuzzy ones danced in her head.

The
speed at which Ivy’s whips encased
Harley stunned Nikolas, one moment Harley was asking her red headed
companion for it and Nikolas was giving her permission and the next his hand
was tied to Harley’s hip by a length of living rope. As he continued to piston
in and out of her hot tight sex he heard something unexpected. It started out
like a quick little sigh, a barely audible huff, soon it evolved into a titter
then a giggle and within a matter of a few minutes it was a deep belly laugh
that drowned out every other sound in the room. The muscles on her back rippled
causing the spots on her back to dance hypnotically as she gulped down huge
lungfuls of air and explosively expelled them in an exclamation of unbridled
delight.

“Would
you shut her up?!” Gally roared from the cotakitaking everyone by surprise.

“Lighten
up Gally, they’rst hst having fun,” Sango saryinrying to calm her down.

Gally’s
head snapped around to the bed, “Just keep her quiet,” she snarled.

Nikolas
and Ivy looked at each other and Nikolas gave her a quick nod. Ivy grabbed a
handful of Harley’s blonde hair and shoved her giggling face into her crotch
effectively silencing the tittering Ocelolita.

Harley
kept laughing even with a faceful of pussy, laughter was her usual reaction to
being happy and this time was no different. When Ivy started to rock her hips
rubbing herself along Harley’s face she quickly stopped laughing. With a well
practiced stroke she started to lap at Ivy’s familiar hairless and green vagina
trying to coax out more of her sweet tasting essence.

Harley’s
sudden silence made it easy to keep a firm hold on her but he found himself
missing her laugh. ‘Still,’ he thought as he continued to slid in and out of
her willing body, ‘so long as she let’s me keep fucking her it’s all good. The
show’s nice too.’ Ivy threw her head back and moaned as Harley continued her
oral assault on her, her body arching back in forth as she rubbed herself on
Harley’s smiling face. Ivy’s skin changed to a darker green and her spots
lightened as she rode Harley’s tongue. ‘I guess that’s how she blushes.’ The
redheaded plantgirl tossed her head forward and stared lustily at Nikolas
through a sheet of her bright hai hair while she licked her lips. The evil
smile on her face as she stared at him sent a renewed shot of testosterone
through Nikolas’ veins.

Seeking
a better grip on Harley in order to slam into his pokegirl harder, Nikolas
pried his hands free of Ivy’s vine whips and went to grab the swell of her
hips. When his hand came down he found her coarse hair matted down with a
sticky liquid, taking his eyes away from Ivy he glanced down at Harley to find
her entire coat glistening wherever Ivy’s whips were. Nikolas was taken aback
enough to pause is scs screwing of Harley, a fact that didn’t go unnoticed.

“Puddin’!”
Harley complained when he paused.

“Sorry,”
Nikolas grunted as he snapped his hips forward.

Ivy
pushed Harley’s head back down, “Hush!” Nikolas felt a very familiar tightening
in his groin as he watched the whip that had been holding his hand in place
slithered down Harley’s spine. Ivy raised a questioning eyebrow at Nikolas as
her vine lightly brushed across his chest leaving a sticky trail in its wake.
The best Nikolas could do was give her a permissive nod as all his effort was
going to keeping from going early.

 :p>

Harley
hummed merrily to herself as she basked in the warm glow washing over her,
Nikolas was taming her and Ivy was playing with her, as far as she was
concerned all was right with the world. When she felt a familiar nudge at her
asshole she quickly found Ivy’s clit and sucked at it as hard as she could to
encourage her to continummedmmediately she felt the pressure increase, but not
enough to penetrate even her relaxed bum.

The
rumble of Harley’s playful growl echoed across the nerve packed nubbin of flesh
at the apex of Ivy’s sex causing the Boobisaur to moan in ecstasy. Harley didn’t
do as she was told, she only really listened to her ‘puddin’’, and even then
she usually interpreted what she was told to do rather liberally, Ivy had
learned through a lot of trial and error that the only way to make her do as
you pleased was the old carrot and the stick routine. Before the wave of
euphoria from Harley’s exclamation had even crested Ivy rewarded her with a
momentary intrusion of her taunting vine.

Nikolas
had been desperately trying to ignore Ivy’s stimulation of Harley but the
sudden burst of pressure on the base of his cock as the tip of Ivy’s vine
violated Harley’s willing posterior emptied his mind of every extraneous
thought.

The
wave of pleasure from the intrusion she had fought to make happen sent Harley
careening towards the orgasm she’d been seeking for the last ty mty minute only
to be cruelly snatched back from the edge by the vines untimely halt and
subsequent removal of even the bit that was inside her. In desperation she
squirmed around until her right hand was free and immediately three of her
fingers found their way into Ivy.

Ivy
moaned in pleasure as Harley danced to her tune, if the question was posed she
wouldn’t know whether to say she loved controlling Harley more or the sex.
Harley’s fingers pistoned in and out a few more times and Ivy decided that it
was the sex, though not by much. The backsides of Harley’s long sharp nails
slid across the folds inside of Ivy and the Boobisaur rewarded her little
blonde lover.

Ivy
was pleased with the situation, not ecstatic, just pleased, Nikolas’ fingers
were a poor substitute for his manhood but it would suffice for the moment. She
had meant it wholeheartedly when she had implored Nikolas to tame Harley, while
the Ocelolita herself might not have burst into flames given the erratic nature
of hpecipecies power you could never tell what might happen to the surroundings
if she was stressed enough. She’d been tamed well enough for the time being,
not that it showed; feral shock rarely hit her very hard. On the other hand it
hit Harley like a charging Minotaura, she knew from personal experience that
Harley would be dead to the world for the next ten hours, minimum. While her
first taming with Nikolas left something to be desired it had pleased her immensely
when nothing either of them had done had freaked Nikolas out, two of their
previous tamers hadn’t been able to deal with her vine whips, incidentally
those were also the two who Harley had never called anything besides Master.

The
trio on the bed’s revere was disturbed as a very self satisfied little Washu
emerged from the bathroom drying her mountain of bright red hair, immediately
behind her stumbled a completely naked Mihoshi. The chocolate skinned blonde
bunnygirl collapsed bonelessly on the bed, her long white ears flopping across
Ivy and Nikolas’ ankles, the bed hadn’t even stopped rockieforefore the first
quiet snore issued forth from Mihoshi. ‘How does she get a tan like that when
she’s always covered up?’ Nikolas wondered. Kaya emerged last from the
bathroom, her fur damp and her tongue licking the last traces of some
unidentifiable fluid off her lips, and plopped down onto the couch next to
Sango.

With
just a towel wrapped around her Washu started to rummage through her bag by the
door. With a glimmer in her eye she pulled out a leather wrapped cup and what
looked to be a thin gold bret, et, and she walked over to the couch where she
started a whispered conversation started between herself and Faye. After a few
whispered comments and a tap on the bracelet Faye’s eyes lit up. “We’re going
out!” she announced as she shot up off the couch.

“Don’t
worry about it,” Washu said as she started to put on some clothes. “Mihoshi!
Wake up!”

“Hmmm
dun wanna,” the bunnygirl mumbled sleepily.

“Not
an option, come on,” Faye said as she tried to drag Mihoshi off the foot of the
bed.

Nikolas
chuckled quietly to himself as all of Faye’s efforts were for naught, Mihoshi
didn’t budge an inch. “What do you need her for?”

“Her
collar,” Washu answered as she slipped on her shoes.

Without
collars on and in a strange city there was the chance that somebody might try
to snap up Washu and Faye. Being domesticated it wasn’t likely that anyone
would try and capture them just walking around the city but since there was no
way Nikolas could press a legal claim if it did happen neither Faye or Washu
wanted to take the risk that it could happen.theythey had a collared girl with
them they could be sure they’d be left alone.

Faye
rolled her eyes and headed towards the door. Washu angrily pulled the collar
out of Nikolas’ pack and turned to leave.

“Have
fun,” he said mockingly.

Nikolas
stood up and considered Ceres for a moment before turning around…and walking
right into Sango.

“I
believe it’s my turn now,” she said flatly but with a twinkle in her eye.

The
thought of Sango asking for a go with him combined with the heady aroma of sex
inundated the room, strong enough to register on even Nikolas’ regular human
senses, had tombiombined effect of sending Nikolas’ libido right back into
overdrive, his body however, protest vehemently.

“Sango,
I would love to tame you right now but I’m just dead on my feet.”

Sango’s
soft reassurance that she’d take care of all the work pissed Gally off far more
then she knew it should. The first time that she’d gone to the Kunochi for a
taming Sango had mistook her hesitancy as the nervousness of a thresholder who
hadn’t overcome her human shyness just yet and she’d been exceptionally kind
and gentle with her. While Gally couldn’t remember the vast majority of the
three hundred years she’ved ved she still knew that it wasn’t often that she’d
come across somebody who’d been as kind to her as Sango. Even if Sango didn’t
know the truth and even though Gally was sure she’d freak out like everyone
else if she did it had still felt good to bask in Sango’s kindness, even if it
was only temporary and under false pretenses, and now Sango was using exactly
the same words she’d said to her. Logically Gally knew it shouldn’t bother her,
after all both Sango and her were pokegirls, they had no real connection to
each other aside from a taming partner, not like Mihoshi and Washu, and they
both wanted to be tamed by Nikolas but something about her saying that to him
made her see red.

>

‘Why?’
she demanded of herself as she fought to keep down her rapidly rising rage.
Immediately she got her answer, ‘Cascade failure of emotional regulator
inhibitors,’ her body told her with machine like precision. Gally groaned
quietly to herself as she managed to put everything toer, er, the constant sex
in the background, with all the sounds and smells that came with it combined
with her own need to be tamed was exacerbating the onset of her feraldom. She
could already feee loe loss of precision in her movements, the way the signal
resolution between her organic mind and inorganic body was degrading. ‘And now
my emotional regulator is starting to take back over.’ In just a few hours sheew tew that what little control she still had over her body would be gone and her
emotional regulator would take over and start amplifying every emotion she had.
Even the little bit of control she’d lost so far was enough to allow it to turn
a small pang of jealousy into rage. If it went on much longer she knew it
didn’t bode well for the rest of the hotel room’s occupants.

Nikolas
smiled as he relaxed on the bed with Ivy snuggled up to one side of him, Harley
on the other, and Sango slowly riding him. His protest hadn’owedowed Sango down
in the least and after another can of caledaled sawdust she had simply told him
to lie down on the bed while she speedily disrobed. When the black combat
leotard that she wore under her pastel kimono joined it on the floor shd
wd
wasted little timrokiroking him back to hardness and then mounting him. Even
though he couldn’t shake the feeling of being used a bit like a sex toy Nikolas
really couldn’t make himself care, Sango was doing all the work, he didn’t have
to worry about pleasing her, by the noises she was making she was seeing to
that, and most importantly his body got to simple lie here and relax while a
beautiful young girl pleasured its most sensitive part.

Like
every pokegirl Sango was far stronger then Nikolas, if she really wanted to he
knew Sango could reach down and snap his neck like a toothpick, and with about
as much effort as it would take him to snap an actual toothpick, not that you
could tell it by looking at her. Only during moments of extreme exertion would
she have to strain her muscles enough to make them visible through the smooth
layer of silk like skin that covered her body. Instead of the muscle bound
appearance you would expect from someone capable of lifting a Snorlass clear
off the ground she looked like a very fit young girl. Her long trim legs looked
like they belonged to a gymnast and the similarity didn’t end there. They
connected to a set of hips wide enough to mark her as female but no where near
as femininely wide as Nina’s or Mink’s, her flat stomach clenched in time with
the healthy slap that sounded each time their bodies connected and her pert
little breasts kept the time of their joining as well. Her arms were behind her
supporting her sleight weight on Nikolas’ thighs. Her face was that of a
classical Asian beauty and it was framed by her black bangs while the rest of
her long hair was kept in check behind her head in a pony tail.

Gally
knew that the flashes of rage she felt every time Sango sighed or whimpered
weren’t really her own, at least not to the degree she was feeling them. When
the image of her beheading Nikolas with her Damascus blade flashed through her mind she snatched the
glaive from out of her overcoat and cast it across the room in a rush.

The
clatter of the metal weapon’s flight caused Kaya to pause from cleaning
herself. “What the hell’s your problem?” she asked the extremely stressed
looking pokegirl. She never got an answer.

Sango
sighed wistfully as her third little orgasm rolled over her body. She rarely
ever had a single big explosive orgasm, usually a string of close together
minigasms were what she got, a gradual step down relief of the tension in her
groin rather then one big boom. While she enjoyed the big booms when they
happened she much preferred the current situation, it gave her a much more
drawn out experience rather then the sudden rush of a normal orgasm. In a way
she pitied her tamers, one big blow and that was it, even shorter then a
woman’s orgasm, it made her wonder just why they seemed to love it so much, not
that she was complaining at the moment. Nikolas hadn’t cum but that didn’t
bother her too much, sure she wished that she could feel him filling her up
just as much as the next pokegirl but she also knew that given the abuse his
unit had suffered so far today her current languid pace simply wasn’t enough
stimulation to bring him to that point. Still, he had a big goofy grin on his
face each time she looked down at him and that was enough for her.

Gally
pulled her knees up to her chest and rocked in place staring off into space,
the TV completely forgotten all her attention on her ears and what they were
telling her. ‘One or two more and then she’ll be done, just one or two more,’
she told herself. ‘One or two more and then it’s my turn.’ The consequences of
her not getting tamed and going feral were far more dire then the consequences
of her getting tamed.

Sango
collapsed forward onto Nikolas as the last of the tension left her body and
saturated her with a bone deep contentment but she hadn’t even gotten settled
good when a shadow fell across her and Nikolas’ face causing her to look up.

Regardless
of what had happened in the last ten days Nikolas figured he must have done
something very good at some point in his life to merit being wedged between
Harley and Ivy while Sango covered him like a blanket with his manhood still
firmly embedded in her, not even the fact that he hadn’t came during the latest
bout of sex really bothered him as he savored the feeling of being surrounded
by three very different but oh so feminine bodies. His enjoyment was soon
spoiled when Sango tensed up on top of him. He cautiously opened one of his
eyes to see Gally silhouetted by the setting sun shining though the sliding
glass doors to the porch. Her whole body was plunged in shadow from Nikolas’
point of view butcoulcould plainly see her eyes and the little pokegirl looked
very, very put out.

n stn style='font-family:Arial'>“I
need to be tamed,” she hissed through clenched teeth. “Now.”

The
look on her companion’s face actually scared Sango. In the last three months
she had never seen Gally this….tense. Actually she hadn’t seen much emotion at
all out of Gally in all that time, she kept to herself, never initiating a
conversation and ending those that started as quickly as possible. The only
time she’d seen her mad at all was when somebody asked about her past and even
that passed so quickly as to be missed if you weren’t paying attention.

Nikolas
could feel the tension in Sango’s body as she lay across him, he even felt a
bit of uneasiness that he knew wasn’t his own. “Alright, you just had to ask.
ld yld ya give us a min….”

“No!”
Gally snapped. “Now,” she growled with an audible strain in her voice.

The
unease now pouring in from all three girls around him was enough motivation for
Nikolas to take Gally seriously. While his ego bristled at the fact that he was
letting Gally boss him around he was smart enough to know that if she was
making Ivy, Harley, and Sango nervous he should probably do as she said. Still,
he would be sure to remind her who was in charge before too long. “Ok, Sango,
Ivy, Harley, y’all go find something else to do,” he told the three girls that
were still clinging to him.

“You
little psychopath!” Ivy growled as her vine whips rapidly encased Gally and her
offending appendage.

Gally
just started to babble incoherently as above her head Kaya started to snarl
baring her teeth. “Oh no, I didn’t! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean, no, no no! He
can’t…”

The
commotion even managed to wake Mihoshi from her nap. “Whass goin aawwn?” she
muttered sleepily as she rubbed the sleep from her big blue eyes.

Ceres’
was awake much quicker and opened her eyes to the sight of Nikolas lying on the
floor not a meter from her. “What happened!?”

“Nikolas!”
Nina yelled.

“No,
no I don’t think that’s the reason but it didn’t help. Actually I think that
the abuse severed any emotional connection Nikolas might have had with his
father and at the same time it reinforced the one with the rest of this family.
Lupina’s are dog types, and like all dog types they can be extremely loyal if
treated well. Given the way that his father treated him and his sisters any
kind gestures from the rest of his family are likely to have made him fiercely
loyal. I think that because of that when he found out that his father had sold
off the family that he was loyal too…”

“He
snapped,” the captain supplied.

“That’s
one way of putting it. Most of the time he’s probably fairly normal, maybe a
little over protective but very normal.”

Simmons
nodded. “But if somebody threatened to break up any part of his family…”

“You’d
probably get a reaction similar to what happened in Selbone.”

“But
the Catgirl isn’t part of his family,” Mariska said.

“It
doesn’t have to be blood, anyone he feels close to is likely to fall under his
protective umbrella and any attempt to separate them is likely to generate the
sort of reaction that happened in Selbone.”

John
put his legs up on his desk. “So what’s his motivation, what’s he trying to
do?”

“I
can’t tell you that without interviewing him.”

“Anything
else you can tell us?” Mariska asked.

“Just
that he’s not likely to hesitate to harm anyone who threatens his family or
anyone he’s close to and that whatever he’s trying to accomplish is motivated
by protecting them.”

“Well
that’ll have to do,” the captain said. “Do we have any leads on where he
headed?”

“Well
Tigit is less then a days walk, Nella is a bit over a day. Unless he headed
back out into the back country he had to pass through one of those towns,”
Mariska said.

“Alright,
start making some calls and see if we can get the locals to start shaking down
the local flop houses and tamer hang outs. If he’s either been there or just
passed through I want to know about it.”

*******************************************

Nikolas’
lack of apparel hadn’t really been a consideration when he’d charged out onto
the balcony seeking refuge from the display on the couch but he hadadmiadmit
that as he sat on the balcony enjoying the cool night air it was certainly a
bonus. ‘The quiet’s nice too,’ he thought. ‘We spent almost the whole damn day
sucking and fucking.’ The girl’s hadn’t even given him a rest after Gally’s
little revelation and his discovery. ‘My chest is still a bit sore.’ They’d
taken just enough time to eat dinner and then Nina and Mihoshi had demanded
some attention, and a can of Recovery + poured down his throat had given him
the pep to deliver. Very quickly the entire room had gotten naked and
intertwined. Nikolas smiled as he remembered how the lot of them had collapsed
in place on the bed and floor and fell asleep within moments of each other.

The
glass door to the patio opened with a quiet rasp and Isabella and Edora padded
quietly out, closing the door after them. Isabella was just wearing a pair of
white panties that she’d cut a space out of for her new tail and Edora was
wearing the little green t-shirt that he’d packed for her before he’d burned
their house down.

“Hi
Nikolas,” Isabella said quietly as they walked over to him.

“Hey
you two, did our Mom’s wake you up too?”

“Yeah,
but you did too,” Edora told him as she sat down in the chair next to him and
pulled her legs up underneath her revealing nothing but an expanse of short
soft brown fuzz covering her hip.

“Here
I thought I was being quiet,” he replied.

“Well
you were,” Isabella said as she crawled up into his lap, “but you still woke us
up.”

“Whada
ya mean?”

“I
don’t know, you just got loud,” Edora tapped the side of her head, “up here.”

“Oh,”
Nikolas said, then it dawned on him, “Ohhhh.”

Isabella
snuggled down into his chest. “Yeah,” she said, “this is taking some getting
used too.”

“With
all that fuzz it’s gonna take forever for you guys to wash your hair,” Nikolas
teased with a grin.

“Hey,
we’re being serious,” Edora said.

“Sorry,
just….I know this must be hard on you guys.”

“It
was at first, I mean it shouldn’t have surprised us, it happens to girls all
the time and with our family we should have seen it coming,” Edora said.

Nikolas
put his arms around Isabella. “Probably, you just always think it’ll happen to
somebody else.”

“Exactly,
but it’s been easier having you and our moms around though,” Isabella said.

“I’ll
take care of you guys you know that right?”

Edora
scooted her chair closer to Nikolas’ side and rested her head on his shoulder.
“We know.”

“I
actually talked to Antoni about him taking care of you guys.”

Isabella’s
face scrunched up in disgust. “Antoni!? Ewwww.”

“He
wouldn’t have been so bad,” Edora told her sister. “Alexa would have been there
too.”

“Still,
better Nikolas then him.”

“You’re
bonded to him now,” Edora told her sister, “you’re not really impartial.”

“Whatever,”
Isabella said dismissively as she rubbed her face on Nikolas’ chest, “I’m
happy.”

“Me
too,” Edora said, “Is there room up there for me?”

“Sure
thing, come on,” Nikolas told her.

*********************************

Omake

It
took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the deep shadows that the couch was
lying in but as soon as they did he wished he’d never got out of bed. His
birthmother was lying on her back on the couch in her battle mode; her thick
gray fur was matted with sweat and other moisture all over her body. Her face
was obscured by his other mother sitting astride the Lupina’s muzzle. Lana’s
mouth opened up in a breathless scream as his mother pushed up harder into her
harem sister causing the tiny part of his brain that was still working to
wonder if his birthmother actually had part of her muzzle in her lover.

Nikolas’
right eye twitched as his mother’s long cheeks repeatedly hollowed out in time
with Lana’s soundless exclamations, try as he might he couldn’t move a muscle
to get away.

As
her orgasm finished Lana’s legs gave out, causing her to fall forward onto
Yerella’s chest with her head landing in her lap. After only a short pause to
catch her breath the tan Titmouse propped herself up on her elbows and pulled
Yerella’s legs wide enough to get her head between them but before she did she
noticed Nikolas standing off to the side. For an instant the tiny Titmouse
looked shocked to see him but that quickly turned into a mischievous grin. “We
have an audience Yerella!” she crooned.

“Oh?”
Yerella asked curiously as she picked her head up and then it turned to a
shocked, “Oh!” as she saw who their audience was. Finally she saw her son’s
erect manhood and she set loose a sultry, “Oooohhh.”

The
hungry look on his birth mother’s canine face as her gaze remained below his
waist absolutely terrified Nikolas. It was only when he saw Lana crawling off
of her and stalking towards him that he was able to tear his face away from
her.

Lana
gently took Nikolas’ hand in her and started to lead him towards the couch and
he numbly followed after, his mind to busy trying to process what was going on
to pay attention to what his body was doing. When they got to the couch Lana
turned and quickly planted a kiss on Nikolas’ lips before bending over at the
waist over Yerella. “Nikolaaasssss,” she beckoned with a slowly swaying tail.

“What,
wha…” Nikolas stammered as his mind caught up with his brain with where his
cock was, specifically six inches from his sister’s mother’s red glistening
pussy. “What? No! No way!” he snapped but didn’t move back.

“Really?”
his mother growled from beneath Lana’s chest. Her long purple tongue slipped
out of her muzzle and gave Lana’s chest a friendly lick. “Your mouth says no
but your little friend says yes,” she said as she grasped his dick and used her
thumb to smear the drop of pre-cum that had oozed out of his manhood around the
head of it.

“Please
Nikolas,” Lana whined. “I know you like Titmice,” she begged, “and you’ve
already had my daughters,” she finished with a wicked smile.

Nikolas’
rational mind railed against him as his subconscious confirmed how much Lana
did look like her daughters, right down the soft brown fur that covered her
body and the light gray hair atop her head. His morals put up a good fight but
as soon as the crown of his dick felt the liquid heat of Lana it was over.

Yerella
smiled as Lana yelped each time Nikolas’ thighs slapped against her little
bottom. As she watched her son fuck her little lover she gave into her own prodigious
pokegirl hormones. “When you’re done with heshe she rumbled as she started to fondle
Nikolas’ balls, “I want my turn.”

Nikolas
never broke rhythm as he answered, “Sure, but in your human form.”

“Awww,”
Lana whined.

“We’ll
see,” Yerella teased.

GUNNM, the Haywire Pokegirl

Type:
Typically Near Human

Element:
Steel/Fighting

Frequency:
Extremely Rare

Diet: Normal human diet when young but as they
age they only require small amounts of foods high in sugars, typically candy or
chocolate suffice

Role:
Experiment

Libido:
Varies from Low to Extremely High

Strong
Vs: Bug, Dark, Dragon, Ghost, Normal, Plant, Poison, Psychic

Weak Vs:
Ground, Electric, Ice, Rock

Attacks:
Primarily hand to hand combat, to date no long range or projectile attacks have
been observed

Enhancements:
Capable of choosing to enhance speed, strength, dexterity, or computer
interface ability but trade offs must be made for space and power consumption.

Evolves:
None

Evolves
From: Alteration of Amazonwu

One of
the last trips Sukebe made through his dimensional gate yielded what was
potentially a tremendous boon to the scientist and his efforts. On an Earth
that had made great strides in nano-technology Sukebe was able to obtain a
sample of nano-machines called nanites, though they were the size of a human
blood cell the machines were able to accomplish amazing feats of biological
repair, improvement, and augmentation. With these nano-machinesplanplanned to
make his pokegirls nearly indestructible and even stronger then they already
were. Sukebe immediately set about experimenting with the machines by injecting
them into an injured Amazonwu named Yoko. Within a matter of minutes the girl's
mortal wounds were stabilized and within an hour she was completely healed.
Sukebe immediately set about broadening the experiment by instructing the
nanites to begin augmenting the girl's body. However before the experiment
could be carried to fruition the final attack on Sukebe's lair began two weeks
later. In the resulting chaos it was assumed that the lab and everything in it
was destd, hd, however Yoko's new body served her well and she was able to
survive but she disappeared. The first Gunnm was identified in AS 81 in the
Forest League.

Gunnms
appear to be a normal Amazonwu when born, however the nanites that infest their
systems begin to change their bodies even before birth. Initially the nanites
enhance the girl's biological body doubling to tripling her strength, enhancing
her reflexes, and making her faster, even more so then a normal Amazonwu, a
process that is completed between the ages of nine and eleven. After this the nanites
begin to use materials the girl ingests to being constructing artificial
implants. These implants primarily augment the girl's senses, mental functions,
and glandular system, this process is completed around the age of thirteen. The
final stage of the transformation is nothing less then the complete replacement
of the girl's biological body, a process that continues throughout the rest of
the girl's life. Usually the only biological components left by the time the
girl is twenty years of age are her brain, heart and a portion of a lung, even
these are heavily altered. Consequently all Gunnms are born pathogenically, and
early in their mother's life. The girl's reproductive organs, ovaries and womb,
are removed to make way for the S^2 organ that powers the mechanical parts of
her body, and her external sexual organs are usually replaced with a more
durable synthflesh, conventional reproduction after their second puberty is
impossible. It is impossible for a human girl to threshold into a Gunnm and it
is impossible to alter another pokegirl into a Gunnm even with an injection of
Gunnm nanites, the nano-machines seem to be encoded to Yoko's genetic make up and
modern technology is completely incapable of working with machines on the
nanite's scale. To date there have been only twenty-one confirmed Gunnms.

While it
would seem that all Gunnms would have an identical appearance due to their
method of reproduction, there is actually an incredible amount of variation
between individuals. While all the initial changes they go through are beyond
their control one of the last implants added to their brain is a nanite
interface. This interface allows the Gunnm a great deal of control over the
changes that occur to her later in life, allowing her to determine her own physical
appearance, and even what she is cap of of doing. Some girls emphasize
physical strength and speed, others focus on their abilities with weapons, or
computers, the girl is quite capable of altering her body to her whim. However,
there are limits to this ability. The nes wes will refuse to increase the
girl’s physical dimensions or weight by more then +/- 8%; this requires that
the girls make tradeoffs in other areas when they desire to improve themselves
in another. Also, while the girl is capable of creating simple hand to hand
weapons for herself, the nanites do not seem to be programmed with the
knowledge necessary to facilitate the construction of anything more complex
then a sword. Whenever a Gunnm is altering herself, repairing herself, or while
she is in her initial transformation her normal diet will alter to foods rich
in the necessary materials for the nanites to continue their work, in extreme
cases Gunnms have been observed to consume rings, coins, and even small
utensils to obtain the nutrients they need. Once the necessary whas has been
done their diet returns to normal.

One of
the few consistent augmentations between girls besides their nanite interface
is a libido controller, depending on the situation the girl can alter her
libido anywhere from extremely high to low however they lack the ability to
remove their need for taming all together. Generally Gunnms keep their libido
reduced however research has been shown that in the presence of a tamer they
like they will begin to increase it subconsciously. Gunnms traditionally don't
have a taming preference as the modifications to their bodies allow them to
make any part of their body an erogenous zone. Oral, vaginal, and anal taming
can all easily bring them to orgasm as can many other types, it's really only
limited by the tamers willingness to try and the Gunnms willingness to alter
her body, though few Gunnms have been known to refuse anything that might make
taming more pleasurable. It is necessary to use restraints to tame a Gunnm as they
are all quite strong even by pokegirl standards.

The
nanites also give the girls another ability as demonstrated with Yoko, the
ability to sustain horrific injuries and still make a quick recovery. While
still mostly biologic the girls can easily survive the loss of entire limbs or
internal organs. When an injury is detected the nanites and the girl's implants
work in concert to staunch any blood loss and ease her pain before they abouabout the process of crafting a new artificial replacement, something that can
take a few days in the case of an organ or a week for a limb. Once the girl's
normal body is replaced with an artificial one she becomes even tougher and
while it hasn't been confirmed through experimentation it is general accepted
that a Gunnm could survive and make a complete recovery so long as her brain
case is intact and a single nanite remains.

Gunnms
are extremely hard to identify due to their wide variations in appearance and
function, generally they all tend to stand approximately 160 cm. tall and weigh
approximately 150kgs, also there are a few small implants that they all posses.
Some girls cover their bodies with a layer of synthflesh and can pass
themselves off as very near humans, others only cover a portion of their bodies
ordeorder to facilitate taming, and still others prefer no synthflesh at all.
They are usually misidentified as another steel type and only the girls
themselves are able to clear things up. The majority of what’s known of the
type is due to the efforts of Dr. Kurosawa in the Mountain League and his Gunnm
Alita.

While on
the surface Gunnms seem to be a powerful and useful pokegirl type they have one
problem that precludes their safe use. All Gunnms have an implant that monitors
their emotional state, originally it was meant to make the girls more
aggressive in combat; however a problem with Sukebe's design causes the implant
to radically amplify any emotion the girl feels. A Gunnm can fly from a happy
calm to a killing rage in seconds over a tiny infraction; it's not uncommon in
even a friendly match for a Gunnm to kill her opponent. This extreme emotional
volatility combined with the type's tremendous strength and homicidal
tendencies has landed them on the restricted from combat list in every league
and the outlawed lists in several. Few tamers outside of the underground
leagues will even consider a fight with a Gunnm. Of the twenty-one confirmed
Gunnms in the last two hundred and twenty years sixteen have caused the death
of at least one opponent or tamer and nine have killed multiple times. Of the
thirty-four tamers who have owned these girls twenty-eight have been
hospitalized, three lost limbs, two were paralyzed, and ten were killed. Most
Gunnms are quiet and witwn, wn, they are well aware of the problems with their
species and the biases against them. They will typically claim to be another
type of pokegirl until they are satisfied that their tamer isn't going to ditch
them. A Gunnm can become quiet open and happy if she feels safe and accepted
with her tamer and harem-sisters, however the potential for rage still exists.
There is some evidence that as a Gunnm ages she gains better control over her
emotions and impulses but to date there hasn't been enough research to confirm
this. Also, the six tamers who have owned a Gunnm without sustaining severe
bodily injury have also had a psychic type in their harem. Since Gunnms are
able to exert a modicum of control over their libido's they are rarely
encountered as ferals, however when they are found extreme care must be taken.
If any overt hostility is shown the Gunnm is likely to attack with intent to
kill, however if a tamer offers the girl food she is likely to accept happily.
Often feral Gunnms will assault lone humans in an effort to be tamed but so
long as the human obliges them and the Gunnm enjoys it they have nothing to
fear. All tamers are advised to avoid the type if encountered and to turn one
into the nearest league facility if captured.

Gunnms
should be treated with the same caution as a Wolf Queen, Amachamp, or Panthress
as they tend to be approximately as strong as one of these types. If combat
with a Gunnm is unavoidable it is recommended to engage her with a team
containing at least one electric type. Gunnms seem especially vulnerable to
electrical attacks; it appears to interfere with their systems though not to
the point of shutdown. While the electric type continues to distract her a
group of fighting types should move in to subdue her. Extreme caution should be
taken as a Gunnm is typically as strong and tough as an Amachamp and will fight
with a reckless abandon. If a tamer has no electric types another strategy is
to try to wear the Gunnm out, a Gunnm is only capable of running at her maximum
efficiency for five to ten minutes, more then adequate for most battles but
insufficient for a drawn out one. Once the girl is subdued she should
immediately be either captured with a pokeball or tamed.

Nikolas’ Girls

Nina
– Catgirl

Washu
– Supe-Bra GeCeres
– Vampire

Isabella
- Titmouse

Edora
- Titmouse

Mihoshi
– Bunnygirl

Gally
– Gunnm

Faye
– Cheshire

Mink
– Dracona

Sango
– Kunochi

Delta
– Youma

Ivy
– Boobisaur

Harle Oce Ocelolita

Kaya
– Wildcat

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.