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Obstacle Course
It was day six of the survival test, and Matthias was pissed. He was so close to being home free, yet nuisances kept popping up, such as this small pride of Merrowls. Gabriele was standing stock still while three of the cat-types danced around her and Matt was forced to hide a few yards away to avoid attracting the attention of anything while his fighter was busy.
“Merrrrow?” can a playful purr from behind him.
Sheiße. The now quite vulnerable tamer didn't bother to look behind him instead bolting through the underbrush in an attempt to lose her. Gabriele noticed the commotion out of the corner of her eye and quickly smashed two of the prancing cat-types into each other headfirst. A quick elbow and a sickening crunch later, the third and final pokégirl swarming her was down, freeing her to intervene with Matthias’s pursuer.
Matt burst forth from the local flora and ran towards Gabby to hopefully shorten the distance between them. Unfortunately for the as of late rather unfortunate individual, seconds later the feral was upon him and pulling his arm a little too far behind him for it to be benefit to his health. Despite her breed’s slowness, the Amachop made good time to her partner and removed the trouble maker and gave it a solid whack on the back of the head.
The troubled tamer laid still and breathed for a few moments before standing. His arm was much too painful to move. A poke later and it was painfully obvious that his shoulder was dislocated. He would need Gabby to restrain him while he put the meager first aide knowledge he accumulated at the camp to work.
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A few hours later, Matthias still clutched his still throbbing shoulder. He thought it was back in place, but its complaints made him wonder somewhat. The waves of ferals that kept honing in on the pair today were driving Matt up the wall. It was extremely difficult to try and coach his partner without might as well putting a huge “Maul Me, Please” sign over himself for all the locals to see. The thing that frustrated him the most was that he only had a half dozen pokéballs, one of which was Gabby’s and another was occupied by the Ivywhore he picked up. With only four ‘balls, he had to be choosy and only pick up the most valuable/useful of the lot.
It also hurt to see the tattered and often crushed bodies of the “useless” ferals left behind. In an ideal world, he’d have saved them. Then again, in an ideal world they wouldn’t need saving. Instead the path of the survivor was taken and so far, he had only kept a Geogal which was close to evolution and a rather strong hound he had run across the day before. Those were catches that he thought were miracles then, but now all they were doing was increasing the pressure ailing his aching skull. The biggest concern hanging over him was: why were they coming to him? They left him pretty much alone before.
A great roar resounded throughout the area. Not again. The weary pair took no time to whirl around to find the source of the noise. Matt would’ve sworn it was a Tigress if it weren’t for the dagger like, half foot long fangs protruding from her mouth. A whip of the ol’ ‘dex produced some rather discouraging results.
SABRETOOH TIGRESS, the Flirtatious Fang Pokégirl
Type: Animorph (Tiger) to Near or Very Near Human
Element: Rock/Fighting
Frequency: Rare
Diet: meat, gems
Role: occupations where combat is necessary, construction workers
Libido: Low
Strong Vs: Bug, Dark, Electric, Fire, Ice, Normal, Poison, Rock
Weak Vs: Fighting, Ground, Plant, Psychic, Water
Attacks: Bite, Scratch, Slash, Pummel, Comet Punch, Sabre Claw, Bear Hug, Headbutt, Body Slam, StonePalm, Harden, Rock Throw
Enhancements: Enhanced Hearing (x4), Enhanced Olfactory Sense (x3), Enhanced strength (x6), Enlarged canine teeth on top set of jaws (can be up to 6" long), rocky skin, Claws, Night vision
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Tigress (Diamond Stone (eaten), Dawn Stone (does NOT have to be eaten))
Matt had known of this breed, both from classes and his little knowledge predating his little sudden appearance in this world. They were stronger than they seemed and were very troublesome.
“Gabby, she’s pissed. You’re a lot stronger, but keep an eye out for more,” The rather stressed tamer’s eyes darted around the region in an attempt to spot other possible threats as he attempted to coordinate his partner. “I don’t want to take the chance of you getting mobbed by more high-tier ferals. Let her charge you, grab a hold of her, and take her out quickly.”
The Feral didn’t wait for their chitchat and was already rushing towards them. Matt made sure he was plenty distance away from the fray. The feral cat was doing nothing more than rush at her Amachop opponent before being knocked back or being hurled away.
The pokégirl seemed rather fond of trying to slash at her opponent’s neck. Fortunately, the fighter’s greater density and low center of gravity seemed to enable her to deter the raging beast’s claws away from her vitals despite her slightly lower speed. Soon though, the number of cuts and lashes started to add up. The big cat’s claws dug through the offending Amachops flesh and produced horrendous wounds that wouldn’t heal on a normal person. Worse, despite her seemingly berserk attacks the feral wasn’t completely engulfed in a fury and seemed to have enough wits about her to use the Harden technique every time the shorter pokégirl got the better of her and dismissing it whenever she needed to move.
Not good. The Feral used Sabre claw and tore another rather nasty gash into Gabriele’s left shoulder, sapping much of its strength. Now the cat had the upper hand and was using it. She kept lunging at the Amachop’s left side, trying to cause more damage. Gabby gave the lunging Tiger a solid knee under her jaw, sending her spinning away.
Moments later, Gabriele answered opportunity and caught the Sabre-Tooth by the tail and whirled her around before smashing her through a nearby oak. This golden opportunity would not slip through her fingers, so, maintaining a firm grip on the extremity, the fighter pulled the car in hand-by-hand before gathering a fistful of the dazed pokégirls hair and beat her skull with whatever she could, her limbs, the ground, nearby debris, whatever it took. The thrashing creature wasn’t positioned to properly lash out at Gabriel and all she could really do in defence was rake her claws across the monstrously strong arm holding her. Her Hardening made delivering huge amounts of damage difficult, but Gabby’s great strength eventually won out. The feral’s fight faded and soon the beating she was receiving lulled her into unconsciousness. A pokéball later and it was over.
Matthias hustled over to his winded partner. “Are you all right?” he asked.
Gabriele shook her head. She was covered in sweat and blood and needed her hands on her knees. Blood made its trickling path out of numerous new openings on her body. “I feel like I’m going to retch,” she moaned out.
Matt tried to help her stabilize her balance. He was really worried about her injured shoulder. “Here, lay down and lets tend to those wounds. Feral Sabre-tooths have a rather nasty reputation, and you earned a good rest.”
“Yeah, that sounds good.” The Amachops eyes rolled into the back of her head and she slumped forward into her tamer.
Matt grunted as her immense weight became a bit too much for him and he tried to ease her to the ground without tearing anything he shouldn’t. A somewhat crooked smile pulled across his face as he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. She did well. It felt odd for him to be proud of another person like this. He’d been proud of children like this before, but she was a grown woman. Maybe it was because he was essentially raising her despite her age. The pokégirls must have it-
His train of thought was cut off when the woman he was tending to suddenly emitted a blinding light. The brightness forced him to reflexively avert his gaze and shield his eyes. When the light died down and the pretty spots cleared from his vision, he turned to the woman in front of him and saw a rather different individual. A voice that had earned a firm place at the top of his list of advisors during his little escapade in the wilderness when he first appeared in this assbackward world screamed from the depths of his mind that it was a different pokégirl. He sprang to his feet and almost darted away before he remembered the pokégirl evolutionary process. Still cautious, he pulled out his handy little ‘dex and ran the scanner over her. It confirmed that it was his Gabby… Wait… His Gabby? This world was poisoning his mind.
She had apparently evolved into her next form, said to be an Amachoke by the ‘dex. Apparently there were still things lurking in this acid trip that he would need to get used to. Matthias traced his eyes over her new figure. Her battle wounds had seemingly vanished, with the exceptions of some faint scar tissue where some of the worse ones used to lie, thank the high heavens. The meager clothes she had still somehow miraculously were still clinging to her despite the fact that her height had doubled although Matt had a sneaking suspicion that they’d be impractical for proper movement. She was almost two feet taller than Matt, which would put her around eight feet tall. After he got over the initial shock of her more radical changes, the tamer noticed that her new figure was much more pleasing to the eye. His loins concured. Her muscles didn’t bulge out like some roid-raged body builder anymore and were more or less simply rippled in a much more attractive sense with a bust and hips to drive home her newfound femininity.
The fighter’s eyes fluttered open and she shakily stood with Matt trying to help her up to the best of his ability. She rubbed her head in a drowsy fashion and looked around, eyes half lidded.
Matt wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. “You had me worried there,” he murmured to no one in particular.
Gabriele blinked herself awake and look down to see her partner giving her a good bear hug. “You’re shorter than you used to be,” she announced.
“Shut up, you’re taller,” he mumbled back to her.
“So, how’s the weather down there?”
He rolled his eyes and let go of her and stood back. He eyed his partner again before noticing her eyelids drooping. “You look tired, let’s have a rest and then continue the rest of our little venture.
“Kay, sounds good.” The tall pokégirl yawned openly before looking for something to lie upon.
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Squish. The sound of Gabriele’s giggles lofted through the air as she played around with her new breasts. She had been rather infatuated with her new image once she got a chance to give herself a once-over. The sight was rather provocative and Matt was regretting his lack of restraints as taming her without them, especially with her recent jump in strength, was just plain stupid.
It was almost dusk, but the pair had finally made it back to camp. It was strangely the most beautiful sight he had ever laid eyes upon. He even had to restrain himself from dashing forward and into the confines of the structure. He saw a bored looking pokégirl with the Azure League Instructor’s uniform attending the entrance and was more than ready to check in. Gabriele seemed equally eager to get back as well, and her giddiness was rather apparent. It was quite an interesting sight, seeing a pokégirl as large as her bouncing on the balls of her feet. He had to ‘ball Gabby since she was indecent from her old cloths being too small for her new form.
Once inside, Matt made a beeline for the cafeteria. He knew exactly what his schedule for the night was: Grab some real food, bathe, give Gabby a well deserved backrub, check out a taming room, and once all business was done and over with, sleep until noon the next day. Nothing could stop him, not anything.
“Boy!” Matthias shot a mountain toppling glare over his shoulder at the affronting noise. “Rough week kid?” it was Boris. He was completely unaffected by Matt’s award winning killer glare, but it appeared as if some Bunnygirls were tripping over themselves to hurry around the corner. Then again, the bunnies on staff always seemed to trip over themselves.
“It was the last few days that were hell,” the tamer trainee corrected. He scratched his itchy scalp and tried to calm himself down. “Don’t know why but as soon as I started to head back, I got swarmed by waves and waves of ferals.
Boris snorted and cocked a bushy eyebrow. “Sure you’re not exaggerating kid?”
“Plenty were low tier and no real match for Gabby’s strength, but in numbers some tend to focus on slightly more vulnerable targets.” Matt cracked some sore joints and lowered his voice to more of a slightly concealed growl. “It was kind of agonizing only being able to capture five. We were forced to leave a trail of mauled girls on our way back with the exceptions of some more valuable ones.”
“Sounds rough, anything broken?”
“By sheer dumb luck, I managed to escape with nothing worse than bad scratches and a dislocated joint. A fluke shot let me pop my shoulder back in place.”
“You shouldn’t rely on luck, Boy.”
“I don’t. Luck comes my way and I’m glad to accept it when it does, but make no mistake, I like being alive and in one piece more than I like being lucky.”
“Make sure it stays that way.”
Matt shrugged and cracked another sore joint. “Once adventurous, twice cocky, thrice dead. That was a good saying from a good book.”
The elder man gave a satisfied nod. “That is a good saying.” He heaved a tired sigh, himself. “Well g’night kid. Finals start in two days so be ready.”
Matt waved his tutor off before continuing his path towards deliciousness.
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Matthias was up a few hours earlier than his intended noon, but he was awake and could do nothing about it. He had found an odd sight called pokeBay that was, as its name implied, the eBay of this world. The adjacent titles of many products and companies made him wonder if it was remnants of the human culture lost during this world’s historical wars, or if it really was just a few bad jokes by a series of authors snuck in a dark tale for comic relief.
Matt had to run the ferals pokégirls that he had ‘balled over the course of the survival test through a ‘healing cycle’ and put them up for auction. It was surprising how quickly some of them were snapped up. The sales weren’t finalized but he already had bids on some. The only two he hadn't put up for auction yet were the Ivywhore and the Sabre-Tooth Tigress. He compared the prices of the two and weighed their value versus what they would fetch. It didn’t really take that long for him to decide to keep the plant type.
The cat would have to be used for a close combat fighting situation and Gabriele had already proved herself to be much better at that, especially now with her new evolved form. The Ivywhore had many uses. The price fetched by a Sabre-Tooth didn’t hurt either. After keeping an eye on many auctions, sales, and other means of hawking goods, he discovered that although Sabre-Toothed Tigresses were marked as Rare on their profile, they were even more difficult to find on the market. Thinking back to the ‘dex, they were supposed to be a real bitch to catch, so that might be a reason. Most of those for sale were problem cases on top of all that.
It wasn’t his first time auctioning off junk on eBay… er, pokeBay, so he knew that he could up the asking price a bit and get away with it due to demand. Once what was done, was done, he dropped the pokégirl’s ‘ball of at the camp ‘center to be shipped off via the transport unit. He was rather chipper about the supposed large amounts of money that would be coming this way, but despite the oodles he seemed to be acquiring, it wouldn’t last forever, especially if he decided to educate himself or buy a home. Everything that wasn’t a staple was damningly expensive, and the blasted banks of this world didn’t give interest towards their customers’ money.
The new purpose of the banks seemed to be to shelter electronic money and to give out loans. It made some sense when Matthias considered that this worlds economy really revolved around pokégirl related items. All the money was even more backless than those that were in his world. When the “banks” resurfaced, they were probably just a front for simply making money electronic. Well, that and giving out insane high interest loans where signing them seemed to be the intellectual equivalent to juggling live pin-pulled grenades.
Matt shook himself from his mental griping about allegedly conspiratorial banks and his deserving of interest so he could hit the ‘center attendant up for a key to a taming room. Once inside, he released Gabriele. She glanced around before cocking an eyebrow.
“You feelin’ the itch already?” she said with a smirk.
Matt pulled the Ivywhore’s pokéball out and tossed it into the air before snatching it right back into the same hand that threw it. “Actually, I was planning on expanding the team.” He paused and looked up to her. “It’s the Ivywhore. You can help out if you want to, but either way I need someone to make sure I don’t get killed in the process.”
The Amachop nodded in a surprisingly chipper fashion. “Sounds good,” she frowned for a second, “but I expected to keep the Sabre-Tooth.”
“Why? You and she would probably have the same jobs and you beat her in your pre-evolved form. She’s not really a good edition seeing as how much better you are.”
Gabriele looked thoughtful for a moment before beaming at the compliment. “Well then, let’s get started!”
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MERROWL, the Feline Pokégirl
Type: Not Very Near Human (feline)
Element: Normal
Frequency: Common
Diet: prefers fish, chicken, milk, and rice. Usually finds finer brands of pokechow acceptable.
Role: frequently found as pets, though not as common as the more humanlike Kitten.
Libido: Average (becomes High monthly)
Strong Vs: Ghost, bird Pokégirls, mice Pokégirls
Weak Vs: Fighting
Attacks: Bite, Scratch, Pay Day, Growl, Quick Attack, Kitty Litter
Enhancements: Functional claws, Night vision, Flexible spinal column, Enhanced Senses (x4), Enhanced Agility (x3), natural affinity for finding money
Disadvantage: Fingers not as dexterous as humans
Evolves: Purrsian (normal), Firecat (Fire Stone), Electrocat (Thunder Stone), Catnip (Leaf Stone), Pumara (Diamond Stone), Lioness (battle stress), Ocelolita (Mana Crystal), Toxicat (Venom Stone), Mountain Cat (Diamond Stone & Cunnydew nectar)
Evolves From: Kitten (orgasm)
Merrowl are not among the more powerful breed of Pokégirls, nor are they among the most element. However, that isn’t to say they aren’t without their share of supporters.
Merrowl are a marked contrast from their counterparts, the Kitten, in many ways. The first and most prominent is that they are much more animalistic in appearance. Fur, usually a dusty gray or light tan, also commonly having a calico appearance, covers their whole bodies. Their faces are more animalistic, their noses and eyes more catlike in appearance, their fangs are longer and sharper, and their ears are more prominent. Their hands are more like paws, reducing their functionality greatly, and possess light pads on them, the same kind of pads appearing on their feet, and usually have a slight pudge to their bellies. This is embarrassing to most Merrowls, as they can’t seem to get rid of this light pot-belly no matter what they try, but many Tamers find it just adds to the cuteness of the breed. Merrowls also have long, prehensile tails, B-cup breasts at the largest without Bloom powder, long whiskers on their faces, and there is a strange, gold charm on their foreheads. It is attached to their skin and can’t come out, although that has not stopped some crueler thieves from removing it by various, usually painful means…
As mentioned earlier in this report, Merrowl are different from Kittens. They aren’t as good as Kittens at Domestic chores and are somewhat clumsy, usually being relegated to more pet-like roles, or roles that don’t require much dexterous use of the hands, such as hunting for fish and other food in the wild for their Tamers. Merrowls are a low maintenance breed, being fairly able to take care of themselves if need be, and suffer from a touch of haughty arrogance, as well as a playfully sarcastic demeanor. They aren’t the greatest, most influential of talkers, their tendency for smartass comments getting in the way of saying anything meaningful a great deal of the time, but have their own ways of making sure that Tamers listen to what they have to say.
Merrowls are generally average all around, good for beginning Tamers, and if it weren’t for one special ability they have, they would have been dismissed early on as less human-looking Kittens: Merrowls have a natural knack for finding money.
Some attribute this ability to find coins and other such treasure to the charm on their forehead. Most just don’t have a single clue how they do it. But Merrowls, especially domesticated Merrowls, can always find change for a snack, such as a candy bar or soda pop. They can even learn the extraordinarily useful attack Pay Day, which other Pokégirls can only learn with a T2 machine. This, unfortunately, has led Merrowls to become popular among thieves, as their claws are just sharp enough to cut glass, and their natural affinity for treasure-hunting can lead them also to potential robbery victims with lots of money.
Merrowls are among the more common Threshold types. The vast majority of girls who Threshold into Merrowls have an easy time of it, as their mindset becomes more mischievous and playful, helping them adapt easier to their new, partially non-human state.
One noteworthy Merrowl was a member of a Team Rocket trio, the other members being a Tamer named James and a Dominatrix named Jessie, that menaced the brother of Ranma Saotome, Ash Saotome, for many years. After a couple years of being blasted into the atmosphere by Ash’s Pokégirls, they eventually turned their attention to eliminating other Team Rocket copycats, eventually going straight altogether after an encounter with Sexebi. They still occasionally support Ash on his adventures, the Merrowl having evolved to Purrsian shortly after their first battle against Team Teenie Bopper, the first copycat group they defeated.
SABRETOOH TIGRESS, the Flirtatious Fang Pokégirl
Type: Animorph (Tiger) to Near or Very Near Human
Element: Rock/Fighting
Frequency: Rare
Diet: meat, gems
Role: occupations where combat is necessary, construction workers
Libido: Low
Strong Vs: Bug, Dark, Electric, Fire, Ice, Normal, Poison, Rock
Weak Vs: Fighting, Ground, Plant, Psychic, Water
Attacks: Bite, Scratch, Slash, Pummel, Comet Punch, Sabre Claw, Bear Hug, Headbutt, Body Slam, StonePalm, Harden, Rock Throw
Enhancements: Enhanced Hearing (x4), Enhanced Olfactory Sense (x3), Enhanced strength (x6), Enlarged canine teeth on top set of jaws (can be up to 6" long), rocky skin, Claws, Night vision
Evolves: None
Evolves From: Tigress (Diamond Stone (eaten), Dawn Stone (does NOT have to be eaten))
A Tigress that is exposed to a Diamond Stone evolves undergoes no evolution normally. It was only discovered by chance and mishap that a Tigress can evolve to a Sabretooth Tigress by eating (or, more accurately, swallowing) the stone in question! Researchers are still trying to understand why a Ground-type evolution stone adds a Rock-type element to this Pokégirl, but the prevailing theory is that it has something to do with the fact that the stone must be consumed for the Tigress to evolve. Recently, it was discovered that a Tigress could become a Sabretooth Tigress via a Dawn Stone, which thankfully, they didn’t have to eat.
Having gained a Rock-type, a Sabretooth Tigress’s colors become somewhat more muted. While the black stripes on their fur remain black, their orangie colored fur becomes more muted, often fading to a dull mud color. The few who were (Very) Near Human in their Tigress form find that this tends to only affect their hair in their new form. A Sabretooth Tigress’s bust tends to firm up also in this new form. The muscle mass of the Sabretooth Tigress is increased considerably by the evolution, as does her weight. This, in turn, increases her physical might; while still managing to keep looking feminine. Their skin, however, becomes much harder to the touch, nearly rock-like in terms of how tough it is. This doesn’t deaden their tactile nerves any, just makes them somewhat harder to damage.
Now a Rock-type, a Sabretooth Tigress has a natural evasion to water, more so than other cat Pokégirls, (with the possible exception of Mountain Cats). A Sabretooth Tigress will gladly walk miles along a river to walk around it rather than cross it.
The most noticeable trait is that she gains a set of 'fangs' that could make any Vampire jealous. However, these fangs’ length alter in correlation with her mood. When calm, the fangs aren't too large, looking rather cute. As they get angry, the fangs can grow up to an average of six inches.
Though they require less Taming than their pre-evolved form, many Tamers are surprised to find that, during Taming, restraints are unnecessary. Unlike many other cat Pokégirls, Sabretooth Tigresses prefer to remain still during Taming. Their preferred style of doing it is on all fours, bracing themselves so their Tamer can get deeper inside them. The more aroused she grows, the stiffer her body becomes, culminating in virtual paralysis when she orgasms. This is just a kink though, not any kind of physical immobility, and they can move normally should the situation call for it (such as if she’s attacked during Taming). The one other peculiar turn-on for them is that they prefer to be bitten around the neck or shoulder area when their Tamer orgasms. Many Tamers don’t do this however, as a Sabretooth Tigress’s rocky skin can easily damage her Tamer’s teeth.
Considering a Sabretooth Tigress's diet, she tends to like meat, and lots of it. However, due to her Rock-type nature, she also likes to eat gems, though this is more a desire than a necessity. While this may be expensive, a single gem will last the Sabretooth Tigress numerous days before she needs to eat again.
In Battle, A Sabretooth Tigress is one for straight-forward combat, usually rushing Forward with Comet Punch, StonePalm, or Sabre Claw. However, if the opponent Pokégirl is within range, the Sabretooth Tigress will prefer to use Body Slam or Bear Hug, practically neutralizing the opponent Pokégirl before the battle truly begins. However, it’s worth noting that, due to their new Rock-type, Sabretooth Tigresses have a harder time keeping up with Fighting-types, needing to lug their heavier bodies around. This isn’t nearly as bad as when they face a Water-type though, as this is the one elemental type that tends to make them balk in a fight.
Feral Sabretooth Tigresses tend to not want to be bothered. They will tend to use Harden more than anything else, making it difficult to hurt and capture them. And pray for the poor sap who actually pisses one off! They don't have any real attack pattern, just anything they know that will cause damage. Many a beginning Tamer who thought to capture a Feral Sabretooth Tigress have lost many a good Pokégirls.
There are no reported cases of a Threshold girl becoming a Sabretooth Tigress.
AMACHOKE, the Muscle-Bound Pokégirl
Type: Very Near Human
Element: Fighting
Frequency: Very Uncommon
Diet: human style with mineral supplements
Role: Physical Labor, particularly in construction
Libido: Low
Strong Vs: Bug, Dark, Ice, Rock, Normal, Steel
Weak Vs: Flying, Psychic
Attacks: Body Slam, Toss, Crushing Punch, Takedown, Earthquake, Headbutt, Focus
Enhancements: Enhanced density (x3), Enhanced Strength (x14), Enhanced Durability (x8), reinforced musculoskeletal structure
Disadvantages: Inability to Swim
Evolves: Amachamp (Battle Stress)
Evolves From: Amachop (normal)
Evolution changes all girls and few change more then the Amachop when she finally gets enough experience to evolve into an Amachoke. Shooting up a full three feet in height, the startling new size of the Pokégirl has unnerved some trainers who now have to look up at a Pokégirl they once had to look down to. Of course, this is often forgiven after becoming eyelevel with the Amachoke’s new bustline, which has grown into a hefty C-cup. This, combined with the fact that an Amachoke’s muscles no longer bulge about her body like it did when she was an Amachop, makes the Amachoke much more visually appealing and the Pokégirl herself knows this.
In fact, the newly evolved Pokégirl is so obvious in showing off her new body and how beautiful it was compared to her old one that it borders on narcissism. If there’s a chance that she can promote her new body, she’ll take it and often put down anyone that disagrees with her both verbally and physically. This has caused quite a few squabbles between Amachoke’s and their harem sisters, particularly the ones who are more well endowed the Amachoke, flaunting their assets despite Amachoke’s new body. Other then her desire to show off, Amachoke is very much unchanged from Amachop, desiring to train to improve her strength and get stronger.
That aspect in itself is frightening to some, considering an Amachoke could, with effort, lift a full ton of weight above her head. This and her tough skin make her forgo any form of martial arts, believing and often backing up the fact that she can take a hit with ease and return it with enough strength send all but the heaviest and strongest of Pokégirls flying. Of course, her body still sinks like a rock, so it’s useless trying to have the girl swim, though that same density allows her easier movement through the water. Their new size and muscles also mean she’s heavier, and it’s to the point now that it’s suggested that she no longer tames on top.
In battle, Amachokes handle themselves much like their younger forms, tossing in all their strength into a match. This makes them very scary fighters, as anything physical is nearly useless against them and such the power of their strength that almost any girl behind a full powered punch of an Amachoke is often considered to be lucky to still be alive. However, this also leaves Amachoke with a large glaring weakness for when she fights anyone who fights using non-physical abilities, particularly when Ghosts are concerned with most of them having the ability of phasing through the muscled Pokégirl. The over reliance of strength also shows when compared to some of the techniques of other Pokégirls, though the Amachoke still boasts that it’ll take a lot more then a bunch of fancy movements to take down her power.
Sexually, Amachoke wants to be admired. With her new body, she wants her tamer (and harem sisters, when willing) to pay attention to her, particularly her new breasts. A good tamer can bring his Pokégirl to orgasm by massaging them without even touching between the Pokégirls legs, the love and attention to her sore muscles pleasing the Amachoke and often making her just as randy as if she had caught a face full of lust dust. However, where with her previous form it was suggested, Amachokes require restraints. Any tamer who doesn’t use them will in all likelihood end up crushed by their Pokégirls fantastic strength.
Feral Amachoke are a bit more dangerous then their sister Amachops. While Amachops are intelligent and aggressive when feral, Amachokes suffer a much lower intelligence, coupled with narcissism and the lack of control they issue over their strength, disturbing ANY feral Amachoke when she’s paying attention to herself in a reflective surface is just like walking into known Widow territory: just asking for trouble. It’s often suggested to have a strong Magic or Psychic Pokégirl on hand when facing any Feral Amachoke.
Threshold Amachokes are not unheard of, but quite rare, as most girls don’t pass by the younger stage of Amachop. Those that do, however, often pick up the narcissism quality of their new forms first with the same training and desire to get stronger as the Amachop following soon after. Just like Amachop, Threshold Amachokes have no idea just how to control their strength and are often afraid of touching anything for fear they might break it.