Karma
~ Birth of the Sage Commander ~
By: The Sandwich
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Chapter 2 ~Whithering Pride~
[February 9th, 10:26 AM, 306 AS, Outside the Vivenkana City Pokecenter...]
Morning of the first scheduled Starter release day had arrived, and Vikram stood in front of one of the local Pokecenters, gazing at it for perhaps the 23rd time, and yet, he felt a nervous chill run through him as if it were his first. This particular building was two stories tall, near the outskirts of the city, and certainly not the biggest of the local 'centers, though that suited Vikram fine, and was, in fact, one reason he chose this center as his starting point, despite a larger center or two being closer to his residence.
Walking in through the clear, sliding double doors that marked the entrance to the Pokecenter, Vikram took a moment to assess the room. Unlike in many leagues, Starters were rarely given outside of a three-week period once per year within the White Lotus, barring exceptional circumstances. This, of course, meant that those few weeks of time, especially the first day, was an incredibly busy time for Pokecenters and their workers, and this building was no exception to that. All around was a bustle of activity, people running around with pokeballs, people sitting in wait for their pokeballs, and even the odd person running around AFTER their pokeballs. Vikram shook his head at the clumsy sight of the latter. I hope he does better than first impressions would suggest.
Picking up one of the wayward balls as it scurried about, he turned face it's owner and held out the ball.
"Is this yours?"
The owner, a rather short fellow with scrappy hair quickly snatched the ball out of his hands and glared, before returning to his search for his missing balls. Vikram shook his head again, and decided to return to business.
Signing into the list of people awaiting a starter and taking a number, he began a slow pace around the center's waiting area, trying to avoid the stares of the other people around him. He had already completed and finished his initial test qualifying him weeks ago - unlike the majority that seemed to be around him, who were working on the test even as he waited.
As Vikram continued his pacing, an excited voice shot from across the room.
"Ah! Vikram! I haven't seen you here in a while!" Slowly turning to face the voice, Vikram watched as one of the Nurse Joys on duty rushed over to him excitedly.
"Good morning, Samantha. How's work been treating you?"
The Nurse Joy gave an embarrassed smile. "Oh, the usual. Things are all hectic because it's the start of starter distribution."
"So I've heard. Sorry to trouble you, but I thought I'd join the masses and stop on by to pick one up."
"Oh! That's right!" Samantha clapped her hands. "This year's the year, isn't it? Excited?"
Vikram nodded. "Something like that. Anyway, I suppose I should let you get back to work, before the guy in charge starts complaining."
"Awww. Well, if that happens, you'll just have to take me along, right? Right? Right?"
"We'll have to see about that. I'll keep it in mind, though." Vikram gave Samantha's ass a little push. "Now get to work, lazy girl."
"Okaaaay. I hope you get a good one!" And off Samantha went.
Vikram marveled again at Samantha's hyperactive nature. How did the Center keep up with her?
After a short wait, Vikram's number was finally called, and he walked up to the desk, were a slightly less energetic Nurse Joy was standing. Probably from amounts excessive Samantha exposure.
"Here is your beginner's Dex and your Pokegirl. It is highly recommended that you read through the dex entry about your specific pokegirl before releasing her. The remainder of your pokeballs and the official Pokedex will be given to you during Training at the end of this month. Failure to participate in the training session without permission from the league will result in your Pokegirl being confiscated and a mark being put on your record. Is that understood?"
"Yes, I understand." Vikram scooped up the small datapad and the pokeball. "I will be there."
"Good. You may leave. Number 117?"
"One moment. May I have a key to one of the rooms?"
The Nurse Joy looked at him with annoyance, but nevertheless handed him a small keycard. "Your room is 209 on the second floor. Don't make a mess. Number 117?"
"Thank you."
As Vikram walked up the stairs to the second level, he inspected the small red and white sphere that he now held. The cool metal felt good in his hand, and a small smile crossed his lips in satisfaction. Here it was, at long last. The first true step forward he'd been able to take in several years.
Opening the door to the room - fairly spartan in design, though it held a number of useful items such as restraints in case they were needed - it nevertheless had everything that the average beginning tamer would need of such a room. Sealing the door behind him, he set everything down except for the Pokeball and faced the center of the room.
"Alright. Let's see who we have here." A beam of red light streamed from the ball, coalescing into the whole, solid form of a slightly pudgy, pale green-brown skinned 'girl. Her dark green hair fell to her shoulders in frizzy waves. She wore a medium-length skirt and a loose, dark violet top, tied in the front, that strained against her generous chest. The shirt left her midriff and back bare, leaving the small, unhealthy-looking bulb on her back unhindered. A Boobisaur. Not a bad place to start, though her face seems familiar somehow. Vikram's mouth turned into the faintest of frowns. She looks...ill. I'll ask Samantha about this, later.
"Good morning. My name is Vikram Pramesh."
"Err...hi." The Boobiesaur looked around the room slowly, eventually settling down on the bed uncomfortably. "Are you going to be my...master?"
"That depends entirely upon you." Vikram replied. Why does she seem so damn familiar... Unable to answer that nagging question, Vikram settled on a question.
"Can you tell me your name?"
The girl's eyes dropped to the floor. "I...don't have one yet."
"You don't have one?"
The girl held her hands together on her thighs. "You're supposed to abandon your name if you threshold, right? So...so I don't have a name anymore."
"That ends here, then. Can you please face me?"
She looked up slowly, her soft face clearly filled with worry. Vikram gasped. Hold on a second, I DO know that face! "You. You went to my school."
"Eh?!"
"Gyana Academy. You dropped out earlier this year. The girl who was always in the library."
"Heeh?! Y-you were there?!"
"You weren't the only person to often use the library, you know." Vikram snapped his fingers. "Lynn!"
"Ah!" The girl jumped up off the bed, pointing a surprised finger at Vikram, her eyes suddenly understanding. "That creepy guy!"
Ouch.
"That...that would have been me, yes." Vikram sighed. My first pokegirl, and already my reputation precedes me. Should I be impressed?
"Er...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."
"No, no, that's fine. I'd prefer it if you spoke your mind to me, rather than teeter around the issue. As a matter of fact, if you are going to join me, please do."
"I...I'll try. I admit, you don't seem...quite so creepy anymore." Lynn stared at Vikram curiously. "It's weird...I'm not really sure why..."
"Simple. It's a Blood Curse. Humans, male or female, are uncomfortable in my presence and tend to look at my actions in a negative light. Pokegirls, for whatever reason, are not quite so affected by the stigma. I'm not sure, it might even be reversed, but I'm not so sure of that." Vikram frowned.
"A Blood Curse? I...I had no idea..."
"Would it have mattered, back at the academy, if you knew or not?"
"Of course it would! I'm not that kind of person!" Lynn objected, before sighing and sitting down on the bed again, her chest bouncing slightly as she landed. "I think."
"I don't ask that question to lay guilt. I ask it to make a point. People form much of their opinions off of their first impressions, and it wouldn't matter if the fact of that curse was commonly known. The initial impression is made, and the feeling of discomfort remains."
"This means...if you agree to come with me, you are going to be traveling with a Tamer who is likely to see a lot of unwanted misfortune and unfair claims, which may make life very hard. "
Lynn was silent.
"Rather than continue this conversation in here, why don't we go outside, where there's some sun? You'd probably be more comfortable outside than in here." Lynn's face brightened. Vikram laughed and opened the door. "I'll take that as a yes."
* * *
[1:13 PM, Dinea Park]
"I suppose my first question is, do you want me to call you Lynn, or would you rather I provided a new name for you?"
"Eh? I wouldn't mind a new name, but..." Lynn's form seemed to shrink. "...I'd like to keep my old name, if I could. It's all I really have of...my old life."
"Then Lynn it is. My second question. Is there a reason you don't seem to be so healthy, Lynn?"
Lynn's pale green form seemed to shrink even more. She mumbled something quietly.
"Pardon, but you'll have to speak louder than that."
"...Uncomfortable."
"What's uncomfortable?"
The boobisaur's face blushed. "It seems it's...hard to absorb a lot of sunlight without taking all of my clothes off."
"Then why don't you?"
"It's...uncomfortable..." Lynn frowned. "It feels...wrong...I never looked anything like this before my change. Nobody noticed me. Now...people always stare."
"Hmmm..."
There was a pronounced silence.
"What will happen to me if I...don't agree?"
"My parents have connections. I'm sure they can find a place for you."
"You'd really just...give me up?"
Vikram hesitated. "You seem like a nice girl, Lynn. But what I need is not kindness, but iron resolve. If you join with me, I will need that iron resolve from you.
"Also should you join me, expect me to push you, and push you hard. I will do my best to be fair, of course, but I am going to push your limits until they break, do you understand?"
She nodded. "Yes, I understand. I...I will join with you."
"I then formally welcome you into my harem, Lynn." Vikram dropped to one knee, bowing deeply, shocking Lynn in place. "My life is in your hands."
"I...uhh...y-you really don't have to do that, you know." Lynn laughed nervously. "I'm just a..."
"My first order. Stop that line of thinking at once."
"Hweh?"
"You are my sword and my shield. You doubt in yourself, and believe yourself nothing. The same goes in reverse. From this day forth, without you, I am nothing. Banish your doubts, and take pride in what you have become, and in the future that we shall carve out together." Vikram rose to his feet. "Do you understand me?"
"Y-yes, sir!" Lynn gave an enthusiastic, if awkward salute. Vikram chuckled.
"Alright. As my second command to you..."
"Hmm?"
"Strip. Off with those clothes!" Vikram made a 'shoo, shoo' motion with one of his hands. "All of it."
"Hyeee?! R-right here?! In the middle of a public park?! Wh-wh-why?!" Lynn spluttered.
I'd have so much fun teasing this girl if I weren't soooooo trying to be serious right now...
"Didn't I tell you? 'I am going to push your limits until they break.' It is my responsibility to make sure you stay healthy, and I am not going to let you starve yourself because you're uncomfortable with being nude." Vikram replied crossly. "I'm not stupid, and I'm not going to let you be stupid, either."
"But-!"
"No buts, except for the one you sit on. This may be a public park, but the trees make this section of it hard to see into and you blend in naturally. This is as good of a place for you to start as any. Off with your clothes, then give them to me."
He cracked a lopsided smile. "Besides, a girl with a body like yours should flaunt it and be proud of her appearance, not ashamed of it."
Lynn blushed, defeated. "Alright...for a while..."
Slowly, she unhitched her skirt, letting it slide off her to the ground, revealing a pair of healthy legs and a simple set of white panties. With a deep nervous breath, Lynn pulled on the cloth knot at the front of her top, untying it and letting her great bust fall free, deep green nipples standing outstretched into the air. Vikram's eyes widened slightly in appreciation.
"They look beautiful."
Lynn blushed again. "Th-thank you."
"D-cups, aren't they?"
"Y-yes."
"I assume there weren't so before?"
"They were...A-cups." She blushed.
No wonder she's unused to people looking at her chest. Still...
Putting the discarded clothes into a pile, she held them out to Vikram nervously.
"Th-this is fine, right?"
Vikram groaned.
"No, I said all of it, I mean all of it. If you don't have the nerve to take of your clothes before your master, then how can you have the nerve to face someone in battle? Take off the panties."
What a piece of work this is going to be. She's practically a doormat, and yet the thought of her being naked is worse than the thought of starving.
Reluctantly, she bend down, sliding the white fabric down her legs, revealing the soft lips between her thighs. She set them down on top of the rest of her clothes, folded them up, and handed them to Vikram in a rather jerky fashion.
They're wet...? Well, I suppose I should take that as I good sign...
Shaking his head, Vikram tied the clothes into a bundle...
...and with a great heave, chucked them downstream into the swiftly flowing river.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Lynn shrieked in shock.
"I'm removing the temptation. As long as you still have them, you're going to obsess about it." Vikram said matter-of-factly, as Lynn watched the clothes float away, far out of reach. "Awah wah wah wah..."
"When we return home, I will see about getting you some new clothes for when they're necessary. Until then, there is nothing you can do about it, so please just relax and soak up some sun. Seriously. You need it. We won't worry about your first taming until you are feeling better. I'll also see to finding some books for you to read- My father has quite the library."
The Boobisaur just gaped, unable to find a reply. "Aaagh! You-you-you-you-youuuu!" Sighing, Lynn collapsed with a thud onto the ground, sprawling out on her chest and staring out at the rushing river.
"You are an incredibly...frustrating...Master."
Vikram chuckled. He sat down next to Lynn, trying to ignore her proximity or state of dress. For a while, the two simply watched as the river ran past.
"Can you really get me some books? I...haven't read anything since my threshold."
"Yes. If there is something else you wish for, let me know about that as well, and if it is possible, I will do my best to provide."
"Really?"
"Contrary to popular belief," Vikram smirked, " I like to think I'm not that bad a person. From here on out, I am relying on you to help me make my desires a reality. The least that I can do is try and do the same in kind, right?"
"Hmmm...I don't understand you at all." Lynn stretched out, breasts squishing onto the grass, yawning wide. She shivered. "Gah...I hate this, but this feels so gooood..." She continued to squirm happily on the grass, eyes half-closed as she enjoyed the sensations. After a few minutes, however, she stopped and looked over at Vikram with half-lidded eyes.
"You're something else, you know that, master..."
"Hmm?"
"I'm your pokegirl, right? But since I took off my clothes, you haven't tried to feel me up, sneak a peek, or even touch me at all. You've even sat to face the river, and not me. Isn't that what Tamers do?"
Vikram swallowed. Yes, that's exactly what they do - except I'm almost as new to this as you are. I can't let lust control my actions. There's more important things to that should take priority right now.
"I don't want to overwhelm you today. Right now, your body needs to recover your strength. Then, we can see about Taming you." Standing up and brushing off his pants, Vikram turned to leave the little enclosure, walking past Lynn's prone form. "I'm going to go grab some lunch from my 'cycle. I'll be back in a few minutes. You stay here and rest."
Lyn settled back down onto the grass and closed her eyes with a semi-disappointed "'Kaaaay."
Walking out of the copse of trees, Vikram walked out to his cycle and sighed, leaning over on the seat. Taking a bite out of one of the prepared sandwiches, Vikram paused to calm himself.
Heh. Controlling myself is going to be harder than I thought. Thank god she seems to be more susceptible to suggestions when she's in the sunlight...
* * *
[7:43 PM, Pramesh Residence]
"...I said I'm sorry."
"Apology denied."
"I mean it!"
"No."
"I didn't-"
"The jury is out, file a complaint with the staff later."
"Oh, come on! I'm sorry for forcing you, but I really needed that!"
It was several hours later that the two returned to the Pramesh home, one feeling much better than she had in ages, and the other one feeling more than slightly nonplussed.
Vikram sighed heavily. "Alright, alright! I understand. The sun excited you and you were more desperate than I had expected you to be. The decision to leave your first taming for later was obviously the wrong one. For the FUTURE, however, I'd much prefer it if you didn't do that."
"You said not to teeter around the issue." Lynn said pointedly.
"I don't think that's quite what I had in mind when I said that, but I'll cede the point to you." Vikram rolled his eyes. "In any event, time to get nervous again."
"Eh?"
"I don't live alone." Vikram said, as he opened the door and pulled the suddenly distressed Boobisaur inside the house.
"Welcome back. You're later than expected." Vikram's father greeted them pleasantly.
"I had to take an unforeseen nap." Vikram replied tartly.
His father laughed. "Is this your new starting girl, then?"
"Yes, her name is Lynn." Vikram said, smiling, while at the same time pulling the rather unwilling girl out from behind the doorway she was trying to hide behind. "Lynn, this is my father, Aravandi. Pardon her state of dress, father, but she has a notable nervousness about being seen naked that, unfortunately for her, will have to change."
Aravandi gave his son a level eye. "I hadn't realized you were the type of man to prefer his girls unclothed."
Vikram's face flushed. "No! She needs to be naked for nourishment. Nourishment!"
"Who needs to be naked?" a certain green-haired genius asked as she walked into the room.
Vikram sighed, giving up. "Lynn, this is my mother, Sanaki, a Supe-bra Genius. Mother, Lynn, a Boobisaur. She is not available for experiments, so please don't try." Lynn giggled at Vikram's awkward reactions to his parent's teasing, before experiments were mentioned and she 'eep'ed and tried to hide behind Vikram unsuccessfully. Sanaki laughed.
"Is Maya around?"
"I think she's in her room."
"Hmm. Very well. I'll introduce you to my sister at another time. She's not particularly fond of me, but she's still family. Try not to rile her up too much." Vikram blinked thoughtfully. "Actually, you might remember her. Maya Pramesh ring any bells?"
Lynn nodded. "I saw her a few times, I think. Black hair, kind of thin, played volleyball, right?"
Vikram nodded, before neatly sidestepping a fist-sized chunk of rock aimed at the back of his head.
"WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING WITHOUT CLOTHES?!" Maya yelled, eyes aflame as she entered the kitchen.
"That's the one." Vikram confirmed with a sigh.
Lynn sweatdropped. "What...exactly...have I just gotten myself into, Master?"
[February 10th, 8:30 AM, Pramesh Residence backyard]
"Today we will begin your training." Vikram said.
"Okay." Lynn nodded seriously.
"Yesterday, you proved yourself to be at least somewhat skilled with your Vine Bondage technique," Vikram coughed, "So I won't worry about that for the moment. However, your other attacks, and more importantly, your mind-set towards battle, remain to be tested."
"How will we test them?"
Vikram took a deep breath, and then turned towards Lynn, setting his feet into a loose stance and clenching his hands. "Test one. No whip or leaf attacks. Hit me."
"Excuse me?!" Lynn gasped as Vikram charged her, hitting her solidly on the jaw and sending her reeling. "What the hell was that for?!" She yelled in surprise and shock, for the hit, though solid, hadn't hurt much.
"Don't just sit there!" Vikram barked. "Hit me! Until you can hit me, I will continue hitting you!"
"B-but you're my master! What if you get hurt?!" Lynn shrieked, desperately leaping out of the way of one of Vikram's cold strikes.
"Worry about that AFTER you've hit me." Vikram said. "And only if you can!"
Clenching her jaw, Lynn hopped away from yet another of Vikram's punches, and seizing the opportunity, leapt towards him with a strike of her own. Without missing a blink, Vikram stepped just to one side, slapping Lynn across the face smartly before stepping away, circling Lynn like a cat playing with a mouse.
This continued for several frustrating minutes, before Lynn simply could take no more. With a growl, she struck out with a pair of vines, intent on pinning Vikram down. The first vine missed completely, dodged like all the rest, but the second one came in too fast, and wrapped itself around his arm with a flash. Pulling at the vine, Vikram stumbled forward, unable to dodge, just long enough for Lynn to land a quick, desperate strike to Vikram's gut.
"Ghuh!" Vikram reeled from the hit, the air knocked out of him temporarily. Lynn stepped back and released the vines.
"I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'm-!"
To her surprise however, Vikram's response was far from angry.
"W-well done." Vikram wheezed. "You p-passed test o-one."
"Wh-what?" Lynn stared at Vikram in confusion. "But I used my vines!"
"I p-prohibited whip attacks and l-leaf attacks. I didn't prohibit your vines in general." Vikram smiled painfully. "The fact that you used them meant you were seriously trying to hit me, because only if you were seriously trying to hit me would you resort to using something you believed prohibited."
"Now. Can you tell me what I was trying to teach you with this exercise?"
"Firstly-" Vikram held up a finger. "You must learn to compose yourself and not panic if you're ever attacked. When I attacked you, you panicked. If that had been a feral pokegirl, you and I would both likely be dead right now." Lynn's skin paled.
"Secondly-" Another finger rose. "You must learn to trust me. If I tell you to do something, even if it sounds risky or dangerous, I need you to trust me. If you think there is something I've overlooked when giving my orders, you're welcome to raise any concerns, but otherwise, I need you to act as I tell you to, and without hesitation."
"The last lesson...is to underestimate neither your opponent nor me. You underestimated me, and you underestimated me badly. Thinking me a weak and easy opponent, you didn't seriously try, until you, in your frustration, realized you couldn't hit me unless you took me seriously."
"But how did you do that?" Lynn asked. "I should have hit you! Several times!"
"If I were your average person, you're correct, you would have hit me."
Lynn stared at Vikram with wide eyes.
"Are you at all familiar with the various kinds of Blood Gifts or curses?"
Lynn shook her head. "I've heard of a few, but never one like this."
Nodding and sitting down in the soft grass, Vikram settled in comfortably and motioned for Lynn to do the same.
"The first thing that you need to know..." Vikram began, "Is that I am a freak."
"Come again?"
"I am a freak." Vikram repeated. "A freak of nature, to be precise. I don't know why, my parents don't know why, the doctors I've gone to see don't know why...assuming they cared enough to tell me the truth of their reports." His eyes smoldered darkly. "In any event, my genetic code is weak and unstable, and because of that, I possess an...unnatural...number of Blood Traits. Seven. The most you normally ever see is around three."
"Wha-!?"
"The first, as you witnessed, is Strategic Precognition - or some form of it anyway. I haven't heard of any form of it working quite as well as mine does, however, it is what it is." He shrugged. "Second, as the rest of my graduating class has no doubt figured out by now, is Telepathy. Anyone within a few hundred meters or so, if I concentrate, I can contact them. It proved rather handy during gym hours, though much to my friend Dearka's lament, I never used it to pass on answers to him."
Okay...there was the one time, but let's be honest, that was a bull-shit question to begin with.
"Any idea how it works?"
< Damned if I know. I learned about these two accidentally. > Lynn jumped in surprise at the sudden voice booming in her head. < The other two gifts, I learned from my mother's testing. >
"I also possess the gifts of Blank Mind and Aura Sight - it was the latter that allowed me to determine if you were safe to fight against earlier. Blank Mind keeps my thoughts locked within my head alone, and Aura Sight allows me to see, if I concentrate, an aura around Pokegirls which lets me assess their experience and and threat though a representation of color." Vikram pointed a finger at Lynn. "Your aura is a whispy white. Very weak." A frustrated glare interrupted him. "What? I say that because it's the truth. Together, we can change that."
"You aren't the type to soften your words, are you?"
< Perhaps not. > Lynn jumped again. "I'm going to be hearing a lot of this mind-voice, aren't I?"
< Yes. >
"Great."
< Objections? >
Lynn winced. "No...it's just awkward."
"I'll be using it more for orders in combat or if I want to keep things secret than for casual conversation. To be honest, it's not something I've fully grown used to, either."
"That's good to hear." Lynn sighed.
"Continuing on, the remainder of my blood traits are curses. You already know everyone's fan favorite, the Shady Character "That creepy guy!" curse." His voice dripped with sarcasm. "The others are a rather nasty pheromone imbalance in my brain, and round it all off nicely, a genetic Phobia." Vikram shuddered.
< You don't want to see what happens when I go swimming. > Lynn's silent question found itself quickly answered. Her eyes widened in understanding. "Secret. Gotcha."
Vikram grinned. "Good to see you understand."
"Sounds like you have had a lot to deal with."
A dismissive shrug. "No more than hundreds of thousands of Pokegirls have to deal with every day."
Lynn's eyes narrowed. "You can't just shrug off stuff like that." She fell back against the grass and stared at the clouds. "Nobody can."
"You're right." Vikram nodded in agreement. Nobody can.
"But then...why did you call yourself a freak so calmly?"
Vikram paused for a moment, surprised at the unexpected question. "That's because it's a fact." He responded slowly. "The fact that I don't like it doesn't matter. Humans, when dealing with normal humans, can be kind, can be friendly, can be loving. I know this to be fact." He laughed bitterly. "But when a human tries to deal with me, almost without fail, they despise me. These are normal people, living normal, perhaps uneventful, lives. It is something within me that strikes this animosity within them all, and in turn, inspires my animosity with them."
"How can you say that about yourself? Don't you have any sense of self-respect?"
Vikram exploded.
"Who! Are! You! To! Talk?! 'Pokegirls are supposed to abandon their names', you said. What about you?! You're intelligent. But you just let people go over you like a steamroller! Where is your own dignity?!"
"S-stop that! Why are you-?!" Lynn protested.
"I am making a point!" Vikram barked."Do you think I asked to be this way?! To go bat-shit insane every few days if I skimp on medicine, or to have the world look at me through this twisted lens, or to have dedicate everything I have for a goal or tommorow that might not even come?!"
"You're a Pokegirl. You should understand what it's like to be looked down on, or to need something constantly to stay sane." His voice became very dark. "I am no different than the countless number of Pokegirls who live on this Earth, and what's more, I am a male. That is why I am a freak."
Lynn was silent for several minutes as she processed the revelation.
"Vikram..." She asked, "You spoke of a future that we were to create together, and that you had desires that you wished to make real. Please, tell me. What is it that you wish for?"
"...I have two wishes."
Vikram's eyes shifted, their once cerulean hues burning a virulent, piercing yellow in the sunlight, and Lynn knew he was now viewing her, and the world around her, in a way that only he could. She shuddered.
"To protect my family, and to find away to tear away this supernatural hatred, once and for all!"
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"Knowing the other and knowing oneself,
In one hundred battles no danger.
Not knowing the other and knowing oneself,
One victory for one loss.
Not knowing the other and not knowing oneself,
In every battle, certain defeat."
- Sun Tsu, The Art of War
Chapter 2: Withering Pride - End
Important Pokegirls:
BOOBISAUR, the Busty Plant Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Plant/Poison
Frequency: Common
Diet: sunlight, water, nutrients through soil
Role: Farming, Gardening, Soil Regeneration, Libido boosters.
Libido: Average
Strong Vs: Electric, Plant, Water, Rock, Fighting
Weak Vs: Psychic, Fire, Flying, Ice
Attacks: Tackle, Vine Whip, Razor Leaf, Leech Seed, Lust Dust, Vine Bondage
Enhancements: Solar Rejuvenation, Seasonal Camouflage, Enhanced Durability (x3), Enhanced Strength (x4, Vines Only)
Evolves: Ivywhore (normal)
Evolves From: None
The Boobisaur is widely known almost worldwide as the classic Plant-type Pokégirl.
This Pokégirl looks less human than other commonly seen "starting" Pokegirls. Her skin and hair colors vary with the seasons and local plant life, usually both a deep green during spring and summer months, red, browns and yellows during fall months, and paler light greens during wintry conditions. In all seasons, her skin is has small darker patches of skin patterning her skin in a Cheetit-like manner. The real oddity of this Pokegirl, however, is the large plant bulb growing on her back. It's usually small, about the size of a wreckball, situated on her lower back. Because of this, a Boobisaur will never sleep or lie on her back, always preferring to lie face-down, and is usually Tamed doggy-style, or with her being on top. Most Tamers don't mind any of this at all though, instead focusing on the most notable feature a Boobisaur has: huge breasts. No Boobisaur has ever been reported with anything less than a generous C cup, and many are larger than that. Despite their size though, they never sag, nor give a Boobisaur problems with back pains.
Not being particularly strong, Boobisaurs prefer to fight from a distance. Whether it's tossing a parasitic seed at them, flinging razor sharp leaves, or using her vines as whips, Boobisaurs will generally wait until their opponent is down to close, usually finishing them off with Vine Bondage, where they use their vines to immobilize and forcefully pleasure their foe, or Lust Dust to drive them into a sexual frenzy. The two attacks together are a devastating combination.
A Boobisaur's Lust Dust attack is its signature move. Any female hit by this attack experiences a temporary but drastic surge in her libido, desperately craving intense sex. The lust is so powerful that pretty much anything else is dropped to have a quick tussle with whoever is nearby. Some lucidity does remain, since she can still choose preferred partners over strangers, but most conscious thought is gone when this technique hits home. Curiously, though the dust does affect males, its effects aren't as great. A male hit with Lust Dust does become aroused, but not to the point of forgetting all else like a female does. Researchers are still trying to figure out why. Regardless, this attack remains very popular, both for capturing new Pokégirls and for having an intense bout of Taming.
Boobisaurs are Plant-types, and as such need almost no special care to be kept alive. As long as they can get plenty of fresh water, bask in the sun for a little while, and can spend some time laying on the ground (real ground, not pavement or the floor), they're healthy. If she is injured, a Boobisaur can slowly heal herself by spending several hours just laying in the sun and not moving. This heals her wounds faster than a normal person could heal themselves, but still much slower than any real form of regeneration. A byproduct of this process is that the soil she is laying on will become very healthy, and is great for growing plants. Many gardeners own a Boobisaur, and will have her lay on their flowerbeds for hours or even days before planting to ensure that the soil is nutrient-rich. Even patches of badland can be made fertile again through this process.
Another pleasant side-effect of this is that, although when enjoying the sunshine they seem languid and almost drowsy, when they are finished, they are full of energy, and are quite enthusiastic to have sex. Having a Boobisaur release her Lust Dust attack on the rest of her Harem-sisters at this time will usually result in a very exhausting but enjoyable night for a Tamer.
It is important to note that, although constant exposure to sunshine can leave a Boobisaur seem languid and almost drowsy, when they are finished, the Boobisaurs are full of energy, and almost guaranteed to be horny, as sunlight has a strong effect on a Boobisaur's sexual desires and will amplify them over a period of time.
Boobisaurs (and their evolutionary forms) all have the ability to connect with the plant life around them, which lets them learn of nearby pokegirls or humans and to sometimes track 'girls that otherwise would leave no trail. This, unfortunately, makes catching a Boobisaur something of a tricky endeavor, as, unless removed from the flora-rich environments they thrive in, they will rarely be caught unawares.
Boobisaur is one of the more common types for a Threshold girl to turn into. Feral Boobisaurs tend to run around tossing Lust Dust at random to get someone to screw them quickly.