Pokegirls: What Lies Beneath

Scott slowly felt himself wake up, feeling sensations drift into his waking mind. He felt kind of cold, had he kicked his blanket off during the night? It felt like he must have been tossing and turning all night, his mattress was lumpy, like he'd bunched it all up under him. It was nice and warm, though, so he wasn't about to complain. It was kind of squishy, too. That sensation was enough to attract his attention, he forced his eyes open. His vision was still quite blurry, so it took a moment for him to focus and see just what his surroundings were. Namely, that he had been asleep on top of Karin, his head nestled between her breasts. And that she'd already been awake, and smiled down at him when he finally opened his eyes.

"Good morning, sleepy-headed Master!"

Scott's eyes opened wide as he leapt back, adrenaline overcoming the heaviness in his limbs. He looked around frantically, but that only made things worse, as he saw they were both utterly naked. "WHAT IN THE!" His shout filled the air around their campsite, muffling the ever-present hum of the sonic markers for a moment. Outside of his tent, Brian's group had already woken up, they rushed to see what all the noise was about. Whistles and catcalls filled the air as Brian's Harem got a look at Scott's nude form, causing him to blush, turn around, try to cover himself, then fall over on his backside as he tried backing away, almost tripping over Karin as he did so.

"We heard you scream; what happened?"

Scott appeared at a loss for words. Being naked in front of Karin was embarrassing enough, but in front of their entire travelling group?! His mouth opened and closed several times, much like how a fish's would. Brian appeared to catch on, and herded his 'girls away from the tent. It helped a little, until Scott realized that Brian's Harem was still talking about him, and that he could still hear what they were saying. Looking around, he saw one of the unused blankets, and quickly pulled it over him, as if he were trying to hide.

Karin had handled the intrusion much more calmly, covering up to the barest degree of modesty, but otherwise not bothered by the others. Once she was left alone with Scott again, she saw him hide under the covers and began to tug at the edges, trying to get him to come out.

"We have to get going soon, Master. Let's hurry up and get dressed, alright?" She sighed with relief when she saw the covers rustle, but then frowned when she saw why. Scott's hand emerged from the blanket, apparently he just wanted to be handed his clothes. She had another idea. Crawling closer, she positioned herself and sat down on his hand. Feeling his fingers instinctively close against her, she let out a soft moan of pleasure, and wriggled against his hand a bit more snugly. And then to cry out sadly as he pulled his hand back, as quickly as if he'd been burned.

"Oh come on, Master, you didn't have a problem with my body last night... Come on, come out of there or I'm coming in. And then we'll..." That did the trick. Scott reluctantly slipped the covers off, and then started looking for his clothes. During which, Karin was struck with a fit of giggles, not stopping until he finally grew exasperated and asked why.

"It's your hair, Master!"

Scott frowned, then ran a hand through his hair. Oh. After pulling the covers off, he must have generated some static electricity, his hair had puffed up a little, sticking out like one of the worst cases of bedhead ever. He tried smoothing it down, but it was no use. Making a slight growling sound in the back of his throat, he left it alone, and began grabbing up his clothes. Karin did the same, slipping into her own discarded clothes, straightening them out once she was done. Once they were both done, she gently pushed him out of the tent, knowing that if she left him to choose, he'd likely stay in the tent all day.

The instant he slipped out of the tent, Scott flinched, expecting to hear more teasing from Brian's Harem. But it never came. Instead, they were all moving around, taking care of various tasks. Preparing breakfast, packing away some of the things that wouldn't be needed, standing guard, or chatting with one another. He looked around a moment longer, than glanced back at Karin. Shrugging, he stepped the rest of the way out of the tent and took a seat near the fire, the smell of breakfast making him realize just how hungry he was. He noticed that it was Katya making breakfast this time, and asked if he could help with anything. She just shook her head, saying everything was already under control.

He nodded, and looked around, wondering if there was something else he could do to help. It didn't appear so, so he walked over to Karin and asked if she knew where his pokepack was. She pointed back at their tent, and he thanked her, before going to grab it. He hadn't actually gone through it yet, so now was as good a time as any. Hefting it, he sat down and plugged it's cord into his pokedex, muddling through the various menus until he figured out how to read the display. Looking over the contents, he was surprised by just how much stuff was inside, and by how little it actually weighed. Several changes of clothes, including some he suspected were for Karin, along with plenty of other stuff. One item that caught him by surprise was a pokeball. Puzzled, he withdrew it from the pokepack, and looked at it.

It looked like a perfectly normal pokeball. A sphere, red on top and white on the bottom, with an activation button along the line between the two colors. He knew his pokedex could scan it, but hadn't figured out how to do that yet. He wasn't sure if it'd be a good idea to just release whatever was inside, but then again, his parents had packed it, so it must be okay, right? Looking at the 'ball, he held it up to Karin, who looked at it curiously. He asked if he should open it, and she nodded. He looked at it again, gathering himself, then hit the release button, dropping the 'ball to the ground gently. The ball snapped open, revealing... absolutely nothing!

Puzzled, he picked it up again, then closed it. Why would his parents send him an empty pokeball? He already had the full complement of them from passing his exam, and it's not like it was a higher grade pokeball or anything, it looked just like any other pokeball. He was about to put it back when he noticed the sticker on it's underside, just a small piece of paper affixed to it. "You'll know what to do."

"Geez, them and their mysteries! Fine, I suppose I'll find out at the absolutely worst time, won't I?"

"Probably."

"Whatever. Let's look through everything else, make sure there aren't any other surprises."

With that, they began going through everything in the pokepack, pulling out the occasional item to make sure it was what it was supposed to be. Halfway through, when they were pulling out some of the clothes, Scott noticed Karin eyeing certain articles, and asked if she wanted them. She nodded, asking if she really could. He nodded, saying that he was pretty sure that was why they were in there, he didn't wear anything like that. So Karin picked up her new garments and went into the tent to change. She was about to grab Scott, drag him in with her, but decided against it, he was finally calming down. Instead, she set about getting dressed as quickly as she could, before stepping out of the tent to show off.

Scott turned when Karin stepped out of the tent, and his jaw dropped. Before, she'd been wearing baggy clothes and a poofy hat, like she'd been trying to hide as much as she could of herself. Now, that couldn't be farther from the truth. Her top was a white dress shirt. What made it so shocking was it was several sizes too big, and wasn't buttoned up at all, flapping free in the wind. There wasn't anything under it, which showed off her full breasts whenever a stray breeze caught her shirt. She also wore a red silk tie, tied loosely and hanging down between her breasts, the tip of it almost looking like a lurid sign pointing to the main attraction. Because she wasn't wearing anything down below, save a pair of socks and shoes.

Scott's eyes widened as he took in the sight, he could feel himself responding on a baser level to her clothes. Or rather, to her lack of clothes. By now, several of the other pokegirls had begun to notice Karin's outfit and approached her, adding their own comments. One wanted to see her with her Duel Gauntlet on, so she quickly picked it up and slipped it on, striking an action pose. Another wanted to see her with her shades, so she did that, too. Soon, both Tamers' Harems had gone into full-blown dress up fever, leaving Scott and Brian to sit helplessly and wait for them to finish, giving complements when asked.

By the end, Scott's face burned, he'd never seen so much naked female flesh in one place before, counting last night! The 'girls must have swapped clothes and altered outfits more than a dozen times each, running through entire wardrobes of options before they were finally satisfied. In the end, very few outfits had actually changed, which almost made it worse somehow. Scott shook his head, then asked if they were behind schedule with that much of a delay. Brian nodded, but said it was alright, the schedule wasn't set in stone. They would just have to pick up the pace over the rest of the way there. Scott sighed at that, knowing that that'd affect him the most.

Eventually, they somehow got ready to resume the trek, with everything packed, the camp broken down, and everyone done playing around. Heading back onto the road, they started out at a steady pace, covering ground rapidly. After being on the road for almost a full day, Scott felt a little more at ease in the midst of the wilderness, and Karin looked perfectly at home. He couldn't explain it, but maybe when he'd Tamed Karin, it had worked out a large part of both of their frustrations? It wasn't impossible, worrying about ferals had been the farthest thing from his mind at that point. An interesting idea, but one he could think about later. Right now, they were on the road, and that meant he had to pay attention to his surroundings.

As if on cue, the group came to a stop, several of the 'girls moving to the edges of the group in a defensive formation. Scott stepped closer to Brian and asked what was going on.

"Seems there might be a feral nearby. Since it's not attacking, it's probably hiding or already ran away. Motoko, go take a look." Brian nodded to the Gun-Bunny, and watched as she crept into the bushes at the side of the road. Everything was quiet for a long moment, everyone prepared for a fight to break out at any second. Scott stepped a little further away from the edge of the road, not wanting to get in the way if a fight did break out. At least that's how he rationalized it to himself.

A long moment later, Motoko emerged from the bushes just as silently as she'd gone in. She emerged twenty feet further down the road, and spent a moment brushing several loose leaves off of herself before approaching and rejoining the group. Saluting Brian, she told everyone what she'd seen. "Colonel. Tracks showed a pokegirl of approximately 30 kilograms heading due north-northwest of here, at a brisk pace, presumed running. Shall I pursue?"

"Negative. At ease, Major." Brian grinned at that, he knew Motoko enjoyed the military jargon so he tried to remember the terms from time to time. Judging by the rare blush on her face, he guessed right. She snapped another salute and returned to the group as they prepared to resume their journey. The group set off without incident, apparently the near-appearance by the feral had made them get serious. They made good time, starting to make up for the delay in the morning. Nobody was feeling particularly hungry, so Brian grabbed a handful of protein bars from his bag and passed them out. Even if they weren't really hungry, it would be a good idea to eat enough to keep satiated at least. Then, when night came, if they had a delay before setting up camp, it wouldn't be as problematic.

They continued moving as they chewed on the bland but filling bars, keeping the brisk pace up for as long as they could. Scott was already starting to feel a little tired, but tried not to think of it. He knew it'd take time before he was in shape enough to walk all day like the others, but he wanted to do his best now, see if he could improve his limits by even just a little bit each day. So he pressed on, wiping a little bit of sweat from his brow as he tried to keep up with the others.

The rest of the day went more or less peacefully, while it became a common event to see a shadowy figure of a feral far from the road, none of them were brave enough to come as close as the last one had. Eventually, the group began to take less notice of the various feral sightings, since they seemed, for the most part, peaceful and nonaggressive. The sun began it's downward plunge, and Brian suggested they start looking for a spot to set up camp once more. They found it relatively quickly, although it wasn't as nice of a campsite as before. There were still the various necessities, but not in as good of condition as before.

In the end, it came down to a choice, choosing between a guaranteed spot to set up camp that wasn't the best, or gambling on finding another spot before it got dark. The odds were stacked against finding another nearby campsite, so they reluctantly made do with what they were given. Almost as soon as the decision was made, Scott nearly collapsed onto one of the benches, landing heavily. He had made it! His legs felt like jelly and he'd worked up a sweat, but he'd made it!

This time, it was Tomoyo and Katya in charge of preparing supper, with Hiyori on guard duty while Motoko went for a look around the campsite. Karin took a seat next to Scott, snuggling up next to him. Dinner was just about ready when Motoko returned, informing everyone that there was a small stream located thirty feet to the south, and it was shallow enough that there was only a low chance of finding any Water type pokegirls within it. With that announcement, Karin seemed to perk up. She dug around in Scott's pack for a moment before pulling out a few supplies. Standing up, she pulled him to his feet. Once he was finally steadily upright again, she herded him in the direction of the stream.

The others asked where she was going, and she pointed out that Scott had been pretty active both today and yesterday. And yesterday night, she added with a satisfied grin. Since then, he hadn't taken a bath, and she intended to fix that. Several offers to accompany him were called out, but she declined on his behalf. Then several offers to stand guard were called out, saying that Karin could use the bath as an opportunity for some fun. Karin looked very tempted by this, but at the weary look in Scott's eyes, she reluctantly refused.

It was only a short walk to the stream, the trees were tall and fairly far apart, making it easy to see where they were going. When they reached the stream, it was pretty much what they had expected. The stream only looked to be six to seven feet wide, and although it was hard to tell, they guessed it looked to be knee deep, maybe a little more. Karin gave Scott a gentle push on the shoulder, telling him the water would undoubtedly be cold, so he should wash as fast as he could.

He nodded, before beginning to strip. He couldn't help but look around while he was doing so. Not just because he could feel Karin's eyes on him rather than on guarding him, but also because he was getting naked in the middle of a forest. Not exactly the first place one would choose to do something like that, at least he thought so. Handing his clothes to Karin, he took the bath supplies and waded out into the water, flinching when he found out just how cold it really was. He froze in place, feeling a wave of goosebumps rush up over his entire body. It was freezing! Intent on finishing up as fast as he could, he stepped further out into the water, before crouching down and beginning to splash himself with water.

As her Master bathed, Karin had trouble looking away from him. She knew she had to stand guard in case a feral noticed the sounds and came to investigate. But she kept getting distracted by what he was doing, she couldn't help it! Licking her lips, she watched as he began to soap up, his hands running over his body. She shook her head vigorously, and bit her tongue, trying to focus. She was his only guard, she couldn't afford to daydream! But then he began rinsing off, and all bets were off. So intent on what she was watching, she didn't even notice the figure stagger out of the forest behind her.

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Back at camp, dinner was just about ready, but Scott and Karin weren't back yet. They hadn't been gone long enough to get worried, but even so, Brian couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He'd had feelings like this before, although they hadn't always been right. Even so, it was hard to ignore. He debated sending Katya to check on the two, but inally decided against it. He'd wait just a little bit longer...

His expression must have been more obvious than he thought, although Misha thought it was from something else. "Aw, don't be jealous Master, you take us in the bath all the time!" The others chorused agreement at this, causing Brian to shake his head.

"That's not it, haven't they been gone a long time?"

"No, not really. Remember how long they were going at it last night? Maybe he wasn't as tired as he thought?"

"But even so, he should know better than to do it at a stream of all places! That'll bring the ferals by the drove!"

"Master, just calm down..." Misha crawled in front of him, looking into his eyes as she fumbled with his belt. "How about I help you take your mind off of them for a little bit, okay?"

Brian frowned, but didn't fight it. The others watched a little jealously, but didn't join in, knowing that there were still other tasks that needed to be done. Supper would burn if nobody watched it, and somebody had to stand guard. So the others were a little jealous, but they knew they'd get their turn, Brian was a fair Tamer, and Katya was very strict in making sure everyone got the same amount of time in their Taming schedule. That didn't stop them from wishing they were with their Master, though.

Several lengthy, and rather noisy, moments later, Misha got up, licking her lips. Only to be ambushed by Hiyori, who locked lips with the other girl, getting a taste of their Master's essence in the process. Brian watch the two for a moment, taking the chance to pull his pants back up. He glanced over at Katya, asking if Scott and Karin had showed up yet. She turned around, looking out into the forest to make one last look, then turned back to face him, shaking her head.

"They really should have been back by now, no matter what they were doing, I'm going to go after them. Katya, you're with me." But just as the Steel type was getting to her feet, a voice called out from the darkness.

"Wait, we're here! Sorry it took so long, a lot of stuff happened..." Scott stepped into the clearing, several deep scratches on his bare chest along with what looked like a bruise at his gut. Behind him, Karin looked even worse, her clothing had suffered several cuts, along with several painful looking injuries on her body. They stopped a moment after entering the firelight, looking around to see everything was more or less as they left it. Scott sniffed the air experimentally, smiling. "Supper smells delicious, is it ready yet? I'm starving!"

"Yeah, go ahead and take a seat, we were waiting for you and Karin to get back. What took so long?"

"Well, you see, one thing led to another and-" Whatever else he was going to say was impossible to say, several shouts of surprise filled the air as Brian's Harem leapt into action, glaring at the feral that had somehow gotten past the sonic markers. They were just about to attack when Scott leapt in the way, standing in front of the feral, his arms outstretched to either side.

"Scott! Get away from her, it's dangerous!" Brian ordered, preparing to order his 'girls to attack.

"No, she's harmless!"

"Did you Tame her?"

"Well, no... But-"

"Then she's dangerous, now get away!"

"She's not dangerous, she's my sister!"

That did the trick. Everyone froze for a moment, looking from Scott to the scared pokegirl hiding behind him. She looked young, it was possible she was actually still a pokekit. She was a bit shorter than Scott even if she had been standing up straight. She was covered in fine, red and orange scales, along with the shredded remains of some kind of outfit. A tail stuck out behind her, a small flame flickering at it's tip.

Brian was the first to adapt to the situation. Relaxing a little, he gestured his 'girls down, before turning back to Scott. "We very nearly attacked your... sister, was it? You should have introduced her when you first entered camp."

Karin spoke up for him. "You'll have to forgive my Master, I doubt he's thinking too clearly right now."

"Well then, why don't you tell all of us what happened?"

"Okay. It started when we..."

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Karin had continued to be entranced by watching Scott bathe, nearly falling over when he began to walk out of the water, as if she was coming out of a trance. Just then, she saw a shadow lunge for Scott, and cursed herself, she hadn't noticed the feral and now it was making a buzzbreast-line for her Tamer! Glaring at the shadowed attacker, she pulled a card from her gauntlet and played it. A female figure appeared in a sprinkling of white sparkles of light. She was tall and statuesque, wearing flowing garments of white and gold, offset by her blazing red hair. She seemed to catch on to what was happening quickly, throwing a small sphere of fire at the attacking feral. It hit her square in the back, sending the 'girl tumbling to the side. She cried out in pain, and Scott jerked his head over to look at her, squinting to try to see in the dim light cast by the two sources of flame.

The card spirit was about to throw another ball of fire when the feral began to get to her feet, staggering. She'd taken some damage. Karin was about to order her card to finish the job, when Scott called out, ordering her to stop. She almost didn't listen, but did, hesitating a long second before ordering her card spirit to back down.

Scott walked over to the hunched over pokegirl, seemingly unafraid in the slightest. Karin yelled for him to stop, knowing what ferals could do to other pokegirls, let alone to a squishy human like her Master. She didn't want to see that, she didn't want that! She ran towards the pair, intent on taking the strike for her Master. Even if it meant disobeying him, she wouldn't let him get hurt! She arrived in the nick of time, the feral had just made another lunge for Scott when Karin came between them.

As she felt the body impact her, she resigned herself to her fate. 'I'm sorry I had to leave you so soon, Master...' She was so resigned to her fate it took her a long moment to realize she wasn't hurt. In fact, she felt kind of good. Four arms wrapped tightly around her. Then she looked around, and despite the dim light cast by that single flame, she was able to make out the features of Scott, smiling happily, and the pokegirl.

"Cinthia?!"

She stared at the Charamanda in shock, how did she, what in the, huh?! Her mind whirled with confusion, until she realized that the deadly attack that she'd seen had actually been a hug. Her cheeks burned with embarassment, she'd really overreacted. Carefully extricating herself, she looked at the siblings, hugging each other tightly, not a care in the world. Time dragged on, and they were still hugging. KArin tapped her foot patiently, waiting for them to finish. They didn't. Eventually, Cinthia began making soft growling noises, her tail coming around to stroke the back of Scott's leg. Karin glared at the Fire type, what int he world was she up to?

"Okay, that's enough! Break it up, you two!" She grabbed onto Cinthia's shoulders and pulled, trying to seperate the girl from her Tamer. HER Tamer, not Cinthia's! But Cinthia didn't want to let go, hanging onto Scott with all her might. Karin dug her feet into the ground, ordering her card spirit to help. With the both of them pulling, Cinthia began to lose her grip. She still didn't give up, trying to keep a grip on Scott. He winced, as her claws accidentally scratched his chest, leaving eight noticeable cuts.

That was the last straw. With an incomprehensible cry of rage, Cinthia let go of Scott and leapt at Karin. She attacked with a furious series of Fury Swipes, making Karin cry out in pain. Her card spirit was right there to help, operating under it's last order of 'Get that girl off!' The spirit grabbed Cinthia from behind, hooking her arms together under Cinthia's. Cinthia struggled, her tail lashing wildly behind her, trying to hit the one holding her.

With a startled exhalation, Scott folded over, Cinthia's tail had hit him right in the breadbasket. He'd been trying to get the two 'girls to stop fighting; that hadn't exactly gone as planned. Both 'girls instantly froze at his cry of pain, all thought of fighting each other anymore forgotten. They both went to Scott's side, trying to help. He wasn't seriously injured, but he'd had the wind knocked out of him. The two glared at each other, but didn't fight again, for fear of hurting Scott again.

A little while later, Scott felt better, enough to get to his feet. He was a little shaky, but not nearly as bad as Karin and Cinthia thought he was. The three set off to return to camp, not even thinking about what might happen after that...

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"Wow, that was certainly something," Brian commented, looking Cinthia over. She looked in need of a good night's rest. And if she was a pokegirl, not a pokekit, a healing cycle would be a good idea, too. "So, Cinthia, you're really Scott's little sister?"

Cinthia nodded vigorously, sitting down next to Scott, snuggling up next to him. Karin glared at that, but opted instead to take his other side. Brian chuckled at that, it looked like Scott would have quite an interesting time of it getting the two to stop fighting. Each other or over him, really either one. With the commotion taken care of, supper was served. Everyone dug in, most of them had been waiting quite some time for the others to return. As they ate, several of them asked Cinthia questions, ranging from embrassing stories about Scott, to how she'd managed to find him. Each time, she just shook or nodded her head. Eventually, they gave up, but not before Brian caught on.

"Scott, can you come with me? Alone?" This last was directed at Cinthia and Karin, who'd been getting up with him. They both pouted cutely but acquiesced. Brian led Scott just a short distance out of camp, enough so that they were within sight but out of earshot.

"Is something wrong?"

"Well, yes, actually. Have you noticed Cinthia hasn't said anything? Is that normal for her?"

"Well no, not really? But how's that a problem?"

"I think she's beginning to go feral, but she's still in control enough to know that she can only say her breed."

"Oh. Well, what am I supposed to do about it?"

"The same thing you did with Karin, of course."

"What?! I can't do that, she's my sister!"

"Well I can't do it, I already have a full Harem. It's either you do it, or you leave her here to go feral. And you better make your choice fast, it's hard to say how much longer she can hold out."

Scott didn't have a reply to that, he just stood where he was, lost in thought. Brian patted him on the shoulder, and guided him back to camp. Once Scott took his seat, Karin and Cinthia immediately took their places at his sides, snuggling up to him. He looked a little uneasy, but only Brian knew why, and he wouldn't say. This was something Scott would have to decide for himself. This decision would guide his progression as a Tamer.

Eventually, everyone had finished their meal, and the tents were set up so everyone could go to sleep. Scott's eyes were stuck on his tent, he couldn't look away. What the tent symbolised, what he might have to do to his little sister, he couldn't get rid of those thoughts. He scrunched up his eyes and bowed his head. What was the right answer?! The exam hadn't covered anything like this! He stopped himself before he could get too worked up, breathing out heavily.

He had to make a decision calmly, what was the best way to handle this. On one hand, he could leave Cinthia here, let her live as a feral, and likely get killed, or captured by another Tamer if she was lucky. Or he could swallow his objections, and Tame her himself, keep her with him. He didn't like the idea, but he had to admit it. The answer was obvious. Opening his eyes, he saw Cinthia and Karin both peering back at him.

"Are you okay? You don't look good. You better go right to bed."

"Yeah, bed..." Scott shook his head, he couldn't believe what he was about to say. "Um, Karin, about that... I think..." He glanced meaningfully at Cinthia. "I think I'm going to have Cinthia stay with us, so we can, you know, look after her, keep her safe."

Karin caught on fast, faster than Scott had when Brian first brought it up. "Oh. Well I guess I should go into my pokeball then, right? Good night, Master..." She grabbed her pokeball from his belt and tapped herself with it, recalling herself before he could stop her.

Scott frowned, he hadn't wanted to make her upset, was this really that upsetting to her? He debated releasing her to try to make things better, but then realized that until he'd taken care of Cinthia, that wouldn't go over too well. He sighed, and reattached Karin's 'ball to his belt. Putting an arm around Cinthia, he pushed her gently towards the tent. Whether she knew what was about to happen and approved, or just wanted to go inside, she didn't show any hesitation, diving right into the tent. Sighing, Scott watched her go, wondering how int he world he was supposed to fix this. His first pokegirl was upset with him, and his second was his own sister?! How could it get any worse?!

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Name: Allenford, Scott

Age: 15

Status: Active

Rank: 14

Licenses:
Tamer: Y
Master Tamer: N
Researcher: N
Watcher: N
Breeder: N

Harem:
Name: Species: Level:
Karin Duelette 8
Cinthia Charamanda 6

Badges:
None


Name: Winters, Brian

Age: 23

Status: Active

Rank: 63

Licenses:
Tamer: Y
Master Tamer: N
Researcher: Y
Watcher: Y
Breeder: N

Harem:
Name: Species: Level:
Katya (Alpha) Mecha Musume 43
Lily Mimica 31
Misha Diva 32
Hiyori Ar-Tits 35
Motoko (Beta) Gun-Bunny 39
Tomoyo Cameragirl 34
Rachel Shadowcat 40
Mora Milktit 38

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GUN-BUNNY, the Horny Crack Shot Pokégirl

Type: Near Human Anthropomorphic (rabbit)
Element: Steel/Normal/Magic
Frequency: Very Rare
Diet: berries, fruits, grains, most human foods
Role: Bodyguard, hitwoman
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Bug, Dark, Dragon, Flying, Ghost, Ice, Normal, Plant, Poison, Psychic, Rock, Steel
Weak Vs: Electric, Fighting, Fire, Ground
Attacks: *Manifest Weapon (Handgun), Knuckle Sandwich, Sucker Punch, Intimidate, *Cold Cock, Iron Punch, Iron Defense, Black Spike Dance, Meteor Mash
Enhancements: Weapons Affinity (firearms), Enhanced Vision (x6), Enhanced Accuracy (x6), Enhanced Durability (x4), Internal ‘Ammunition’ Generator, Cannot be disarmed normally
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Bunnygirl (Shiny Stone)
Gun Bunnies first appeared in the year 260 AS. For years, their pre-evolutionary form was unknown and considered to be non-existent until Professor Stroak disclosed some formerly classified evolution stone data.

Gun Bunnies are ‘tech’ Pokégirls, so their pre-evolutionary form came as something of a surprise. In appearance, they do not vary that much from regular Bunnygirls for the most part, save for their breasts, which are about a cup-size larger than their previous form. Their forearms, eyes, and legs from the knees down, however, are cybernetic in appearance. They are affectionate Pokégirls, although they become deadly serious once their Tamer or Harem sisters are in danger. They have a strong protective streak towards whomever they are bonded to. They also lose the ditzyness and clumsiness of their previous form. However Feral Gun Bunnies regain all of that ditzyness and clumsiness, and also tend to forget that they are armed sometimes. Tamers who let their Gun Bunnies go Feral are fined heavily and stripped of their Tamer’s license.

Their primary power is to manifest any form of handgun or pistol to wield. The ‘ammunition,’ similar to that of their cousin species, the GunValkyire, comes from an internal cybernetic generator. The ‘bullets’ fired from a Gun Bunny’s guns are considered to be magic element attacks. Because of their weapons, Gun Bunnies fight using a handgun martial arts style known as ‘Gun Fu,’ which first appeared in various Pre-Sukebe movies. More advanced Gun Fu practitioners can fight in close with this style. Also, all handguns that a Gun-Bunny forms cannot be removed from their hand except by their own will. A small force shield forms around the hands of an armed Gun-Bunny, ending at the wrist. The only way to disarm a Gun-Bunny is to quite literally disarm them, cutting off their arms or hands.

Amusingly enough, Gun Bunnies become VERY affectionate towards any GunValkyrie or Bombshell they see. Their usual response upon seeing one of these Pokégirls is to do a tackling hug to them and cuddle up affectionately. They never refer to GunValkyries or Bombshells by their names, they always use the nicknames Bang-chan (for GunValkyries) and Boom-chan (for Bombshells). Bombshells enjoy the affection, but GunValkyries tend to get very annoyed. One GunValkyrie Tamer who had an encounter with an overly affectionate Gun Bunny reported afterward that it took all of her GunValkyrie’s considerable mental control not to shoot the bouncy bunny right then and there.

People were wary of Gun Bunny at first. The idea of a gun-wielding Pokégirl wasn’t very popular. However, one incident really helped people start to trust Gun Bunnies as a breed. A PLC test facility was given the task of studying the abilities of Gun Bunnies, and took in twelve for study. A Trauma Team offshoot attacked the facility and began killing people, intent on stealing the data on some Legendary Pokégirls that had been stored there. The Gun Bunnies took it upon themselves to risk their lives in protection of the scientists and guards at the facility, all of whom were nice to them and made sure they got regular Tamings. Three Gun Bunnies were killed, but they did manage to gun down all of the Trauma Team members, their ‘ammunition’ turned up to maximum power and lethality. News of this brave act got out, and Gun Bunnies began to experience a rise in popularity. That grew even more when a Limbec Pirate group attacked a Ranch with a pair of Gun Bunnies in it. The security cameras recorded the Gun-Bunnies, one a Pokéwoman, being offered membership and protection in the Pirates.

Their response was to shoot the Psi-Dyke making the offer in the eyes, and then go out to rescue the Ranch owner and the other Pokégirls.

Most ordinary citizens aren’t exactly sure of the general origins of the Gun Bunny. We, however, have recently found out. All data from this point on until stated otherwise is classified ultra top-secret, and is not to be put in the public Pokédex.

Data on the origins of Gun Bunnies was first discovered by a group of agents recently revealed to be a part of a SEELE-controlled Team organization and two women believed to be Sanctuary Goths that had been exiled from Sanctuary. The data they found was captured by a Terminatrix who killed them all and gave the data to a Researcher she believed she owed a favor to.

Apparently, Gun Bunnies were originally the result of an experiment done on Bunnygirls centuries ago by Sukebe, who wanted to give Bunnygirls a better fighting chance and began installing some enchanted cybernetics in them. The facility he did this in eventually became Jusenkyo. The initial result after the cybernetics were installed showed no result, not even the cybernetics, which seemingly were absorbed into the body of the Bunnygirls he modified due to the enchantment placed on the machinery. The Gun-Bunny project was abandoned, and the modified Bunnygirls escaped into the wild, eventually breeding enough for their genetic material to become a part of the general Bunnygirl lineage.

Not very exciting, I know, but since a Terminatrix was involved, it’s best to keep quiet about where we got the information.

End classified data.

Gun Bunnies have two very prominent qualities to them, aside from the fact that they are very cuddly gunslingers. One quality is Weapons Affinity for any firearm. They specialize and can only manifest handguns, but they can pick up any gun and automatically know how to use it and care for it. Most Gun Bunnies try to specialize, sticking to a specific type of firearm other than their own, but some are known to be proficient in all of them. Another quality, although some dispute this as being a good thing, is the fact that most Gun Bunnies have the psychological quirk of Otaku-ism. Otaku-ism refers to the fact that many become obsessed with something to the point where they imitate it to the best of their abilities. Dressing, speaking, or carrying favored weapons of whoever or whatever they become obsessed with. Some Gun Bunnies occasionally mix their fandoms together. It can be irritating at times, but it’s not dangerous to their owner. Common types of Otaku-ism include Jennies and other police officers, GunValkyries, and pre-Sukebe Hollywood stars such as Clint Eastwood, Tom Wolfe, and John Woo. It’s considered to be a strange side effect of their origins.


Steel Attacks

*Manifest Weapon (Handgun) – (EFT) The Gun Bunny concentrates, making a handgun appear in their hand. The handgun is connected to their palm via a wire, giving them ‘ammunition’ from their internal generator.


*Cold Cock – (ATK 40) The Gun Bunny takes the hilt of her gun and strikes the opponent in the head with it. Has a 20% chance of causing Stun. Note that it’s considered unwise to make jokes about this attack, as Gun-Bunnies are very fond of using it.

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Chapter End Notes: Well, this got done a bit later than I had hoped, going to stop it there so I can actually get it posted up. Hopefully the next chapter will go faster. Again, reviews are adored!