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Human After All

 

            ...I must admit, the hardest part of my bioengineering process is finding enough ova to get a large enough initial group. I guess this is what I get for trying to brute force the problem. Sperm screening for Y chromosomes helps reduce how many ova we need, but it isn't perfect. However, the results are generally worth the trouble and expense. That said, we managed to obtain over 50,000 ova for the creation of Subject 18.

 

            The fertilization process went quickly with the help of a hired time magic specialist- not cheap. Grant still wants to save enough of the budget to have a Subject 19 if needs be. There won't be one. Either we succeed now or the project is terminated. However, Grant refuses to accept this, and so we didn't have enough to re-culture all of our previously working retroviruses. Since we had to hire more mages to build them, molecule by molecule, Grant's logic is understandable, even if he is terribly wrong.

 

            Back to the actual project- the initial group has 29,571 viable male zygotes after an 80% fertilization rate and 7:3 male to female ratio. This should result in around a hundred embryos that have taken all of the traits without dying, a much more comfortable success margin than we had for Subject 17...

 

(03/22/353 - 1022 hours)

            A worried looking a-bra looked at Rat. "You don't have to do this, just because you were," she made quotation marks in the air with her fingers, "made to be a tamer."

 

            "I know that. But the thing is, I want to be a tamer. All the time spend thinking over possible teams in my head, possible counters. All the time I spent training to deal with every type of battle, even when my opponent tried to play foul. All the time I spent learning to deal with the most difficult of pokegirls. I enjoyed it." Rat gave the a-bra a piercing look, "you don't have to join me if you don't want to Gloria."

 

            "How could I just walk off after you saved my life? I owe you my life and I'm going to repay that debt," Gloria huffed.

 

            "You don't owe me shit," Rat said sternly. Then his eyes softened. "Do you want to come or not?"

 

            "I'm just worried about you. I don't want you feeling like some group of scientists gave you your purpose in life." She cut Rat off as he opened his mouth to speak, "I know what you're going to say. Yes, I'll come with you."

 

            "This is your last chance to back out. You're with me until the end if you accept," Rat warned.

 

            "Heh, you're not going to scare me off like that, I'm coming with. You won't change my mind."

 

            "Alright then, I'm heading off to my exam then. Stay out of sight until I'm done and have a ball for you. I don't want to have to kill somebody because they decided you'd make an easy catch."

 

            Gloria looked taken aback, "you aren't kidding are you?"

 

            Rat smiled darkly and turned his back and walked out of the edge of the jungle without saying anything.

 

            Rat dodged around the bustle of Panara (known as Santa Fe before Sukebe). As he made his way through town he got quite a few quizzical looks from the people there. This was only to be expected since his clothes were ragged and thread-bare to the point of almost disintigrating. He ignored them and continued on to a well-kept pokecenter close to the center of town.

 

            "Welcome! How can I help you?" A cheerful looking nursejoy whose nametag identified as 'Selene' greeted Rat, apparently unfazed by his appearance.

 

            "I need to take the tamer's test," Rat replied in a business like tone.

 

            "Sure, I'll get one set up for you in a minute," said the nursejoy, "but first do you mind if I ask where you're from? You look like you're from one of the surrounding villages, but you don't talk or act like it."

 

            "So I'm not the only ragged bum you have to deal with? Fair enough." Rat had already practiced his alibi, "I'm from the Slot League, but got tired of being treated like dirt because I can't use magic, so I moved. As for my appearance, I had to sneak out through the jungle since they don't like their lower class citizens moving around without permission." This was true enough, it just generalized to a point where he didn't seem suspicious.

 

            The nursejoy frowned and said, "I heard something like that was going on over there, but I didn't realize it was so bad." She sighed and began typing at a computer terminal, "since you're from out of league, it'll take a little more paperwork, but with all the people coming in from rural villages, this sort of situation isn't too uncommon." She looked at Rat and asked, "your name?"

 

            "Rat Keiser. Yes, everyone called me a rat, no Keiser isn't my family name."

 

            Selene raised an eyebrow but didn't comment, "Alright, now if you'll fill out this form..."

 

***

 

(03/22/353 - 1204 hours)

            After his exam and blood drawing, Rat was ushered into a small office where a ka-d-bra hovered, eyes closed. Selene, I thought you were going to bring the examinee with you, she said telepathically.

 

            "I did...?" The nursejoy replied, confused, "I mean, he's right here."

 

            Before the farce could continue any further, Rat spoke up, "I have umbrea heritage, so you probably can't sense me. You'll need a megami or another aura reader to do the test."

 

            The ka-d-bra's eyes snapped open as she looked for the source of the voice. "Very well," she huffed, aloud this time, "I'll contact the alliance to see if they have someone to spare."

 

            Rat kept the fact that he could still 'hear' her telepathy to himself as the ka-d-bra teleported away.

 

            Within five minutes the ka-d-bra was back, a tall, shining figure next to her. "You're in luck," she said, "the alliance was in a meeting of epic proportions and they all jumped at the chance for an excuse to get out of it for a bit."

 

            "You exaggerate. We of the celestial alliance are always ready to do good in the world." The white figure, which Rat now recognized as a megami-sama, beamed. Literally.

 

            "So how have I done?" Rat asked.

 

            "You're a sharp one," the megami-sama said, "I usually am greeted by nervous questions of what is required for the test."

 

            "And?"

 

            "You're taking all of the fun out of this," the megami-sama complained.

 

            Rat stared at her without saying anything.

 

            "You are ruthless and coldhearted, you have no respect for the law and your actions will threaten the public peace." She stopped for a moment to look sternly at Rat. When he didn't react she looked slightly disappointed. "However, your personal moral standards will ensure that your actions ultimately end up being righteous." The megami-sama winked at Rat. "You pass."

 

            "You enjoy teasing your examinees don't you?" Rat said.

 

            She ignored the question and said, "you have great potential. The Alliance will keep an eye on you. Farewell." then vanished.

 

            After a short pause Selene spoke, "well, I'll grab you a pokepack with some supplies so you can get to threatening public peace." She let out a short bark of laughter and shook her head as she walked off.

 

            Rat nodded to his would-be examiner and headed out to the lobby to wait. After he explained that no he didn't need to be helped, thanks, to another nursejoy on duty and a few minutes of waiting, Rat saw Selene return. She hurried over to him carrying a pokepack, a pokedex and a few sheets of paper.

 

            "I've got the score on your exam back. Good job on getting a perfect score," she smiled at Rat and began handing him the various forms she held. "This is the form for a government loan automatically given to any tamers not previously registered as a citizen. If you don't like it, blame all of the village kids who come in here with barely enough money to buy a pokeball. If you do like it, then notice that you have one year to pay back the 25,000 credits or the government will send scary people to track you down and make you work until you've paid back both the loan and the price of hunting you down."

 

            "Sounds fair to me," Rat said.

 

            "You're one of the few who think so," Selene commented before continuing her spiel. "Your blood tests are back. They say you have three bloodgifts: Shadowed Soul, Fast Healing and Recovery. This is a nice little bunch that will keep you alive in desperate times, but that's no excuse to go looking for trouble. On the topic of being prepared for trouble: Panara sees a lot of new tamers so the closest ranch is just a few blocks away and has an outfitter built into it. Look for El Toro Bailando and their tacky sign." She stopped to hand Rat another slip and take a few deep breaths before continuing, "this is your starter voucher. I doubt you're the kind to do so, but please don't lose it and make me go through all the paperwork to void it and get you a new one."

 

            "Don't worry, Rat said, "I'm heading there first thing. I tend to enjoy efficiency and more paperwork sounds like the opposite of that."

 

            "Good," Selene nodded approvingly. "One last thing before I let you go." She plopped the pokepack at Rat's feet and handed him a pokedex, "this is yours now. A big, long primer on all of the league laws is going to pop up as soon as you open it along with a tutorial on how to use it. It links to every electronic account you could ever want, banking, tamer statistics, random internet forums. If you need to pay for food, show police your identification, prove that you really do have all of those badges or anything else, this is the contraption you show whomever needs the information. Do you have any questions?"

 

            "I think I'm good." Rat held out his hand, "thanks for all of your help Selene," he said as they shook hands.

 

            "Good luck out there," Selene said, looking over her shoulder as she turned to attend to another tamer who had just walked in sporting several large burns.

 

***

 

(l03/22/353 - 1256 hours)

            Rat stood outside El Toro Bailando attempting to look up and facepalm at the same time. He peeked through his fingers and immediately covered his face again, as though it could make the stupid go away. The object of Rat's fascination and horror was a sign painted with a pre-Sukebe bull dancing while wearing a top hat, a bowtie and tuxedo cuffs and holding a cane. But this wasn't why Subject 18 seemed determined to meld his hand into his face. It was as though whomever made the sign decided that the sign wasn't horrid enough and painted a very detailed penis onto the bull, bulging to improbable proportions and sporting several large veins.

 

            Tacky? Rat thought, I guess that's one way to put it. I would have gone with 'an affront to human intelligence' myself. He pushed through a pair of large double doors and veered left towards the outfitter. He needed to look at least somewhat respectable if he wanted to get off to a good start with a new pokegirl.

 

            Twelve-thousand credits later, Rat had a decent tamer's outfit. A few clean pairs of socks, some underwear and white t-shirts were stored in his pack. He wore militant, brown cargo pants, their ankles fastened snugly around high leather boots. His heavy, tan collared shirt had both shoulder and cuff adjuster flaps. To top off the ensemble he had an akubra hat and black, fingerless leather gloves with studded knuckles. Now all I need is a whip and ophidiophobia and I'll be ready to explore some ancient crypts, Rat thought as he looked at himself in a mirror. He took off his hat since he was going to be inside for a while.

 

            Rat walked into the ranch office and waited for a few minutes for the clerk to become available. He handed the ladyien his voucher who scanned it and instructed him to wait for the ranch owner to escort him to the viewing room.

 

            After another fifteen or so minutes a large man with several scars on his forearms stepped into the room. The ladyien whispered to the man pointed at Rat who felt this was his cue to stand. The man trudged over to him.

 

            "Rudy," the man said as he extended his hand.

 

            "Rat," Rat said as he took the hand and made sure to grip tightly as they shook hands. Rudy seemed to be the type to judge by handshake.

 

            Rudy smiled and said, "I'm glad to see you're no limp noodle. Follow me and we'll get you hooked up with a decent girl."

 

            Rat ignored the bad double-entendre and followed Rudy down a hallway to a spacious room. "Here." Rudy handed him a list, "these are all the pokegirls we have available as starters. None of 'em are anything very special, but that's what you get in a starter. Just tell me which breeds you're interested in."

 

            Rat nodded and looked at the slip of paper in his hand. A-bra, various breeds of amazon girls, charmanda, growlie... Rudy was right when he said none of them were anything special. Rat went through a few evolutions in his mind and looked back at the list. "How many slicers do you have here?" He asked.

 

            "Just two," Rudy replied.

 

            Before Rudy could offer to get them ready Rat asked, "how about racks?"

 

            "Just one, the rest got bought up a while back." Rudy said.

 

            That was a pity, both slicers and racks had such good evolutions, but he didn't want to just grab at the bottom of the barrel from a ranch. "Then how many eva do you have?"

 

            Rudy let out an amused snort, "dozens. I could fill the room with 'em."

 

            "Excellent," Rat said. "Could you do that then?"

 

            "What, fill the room with them?"

 

            "Yes, please."

 

            Rudy looked bemused at the idea and shrugged his shoulders. He punched a few buttons on a wall-mounted phone and spoke into it for a minute. "Two dozen eva, coming right up," he said. "You want me to get them all lined up or do you want to handle things?"

 

            "I'll handle it," Rat replied.

 

            "As you wish mister master tamer extraordinaire." Rudy said, obviously bemused, "I've no idea what you're planning, but don't let the doubts of a layman stop you."

 

            "It's just going to be a little audition," Rat said.

 

            A few more minutes of waiting and a knock sounded on the door. Rudy opened it to let a parade of eva march into the room. What Rudy had claimed before was accurate: the entire room was filled with eva, all looking at Rat with mixed amounts of confusion and expectation.

 

            "I'll be in the corner making sure no riots break out." Rudy said, "you've got the floor."

 

            Rat nodded on his direction and turned to face the crowd and spoke. "First off, who'd like an angel stone?"

 

            A stunned silence, then a tall, busty eva raised her hand in mock excitement "ooh, ooh, pick me!" She said in an excellent imitation of a elementary-schooler. The rest of the group laughed and the tension in the room dissipated. Rat made note of the eva, who was now standing confidently and looking at him with interest clearly spelt out in her face. She was one of a few wearing nothing but a smile, and a very confident one at that.

 

            "Alright, now that's over with, I would like you all to face me, put your feet together and stretch down to touch your toes. Go as far as you can without bending your knees please." Rat tried to imitate Sensei's calm, yet commanding, tone and was rewarded when the entire group complied without objection.

 

            Next Rat had them clasp their hands and stretch into the air. He mentally crossed off a few that wobbled or accidentally hit others as they tried to bring their hands up. One eva, he noticed, managed to push an arm that was heading to her face away without missing a beat. She was almost as tall as the busty, outspoken one, but had a fairly flat chest. Piercing blue eyes met Rat's and he smiled at her.

 

            Over a few more exercises Rat noticed the two eva he had noted performing consistently well, but one more caught his eye. She was short and unassuming, so unassuming in fact that the other eva didn't even acknowledge her existence. Despite her lack of height she had a well toned body that showed even through the overly large t-shirt she wore and amber eyes that shone with a hidden intelligence.

 

            After the group had finished doing the splits, which some did very suggestively, Rat asked the three he had noticed to come to the side of the room. "Thank you for your time," he announced, "but if I haven't pulled you aside I ask you to please leave now."

 

            A few of the eva looked shocked or angry, but Rat's tone didn't allow for any argument. Rudy opened the door and they shuffled out of the room. Rat was sad to see a few of them leave, they had so much potential. But he was only building a tamer's harem, not an army- yet.

 

            After the rest had left, Rat turned to the remaining three eva. "You are here because you have performed outstandingly in the tests. I have only one question to determine if you will join me: what do you wish to evolve into?"

 

            The tallest answered first, "a flarea. They're the strongest of all the evolutions I could choose from and I love the thought of having red fur." Rat was happy that she had realized that he also wanted a justification for why she wanted her evolution. She was strong, smart and, he had to admit, sexy as hell. However, a flarea wouldn't work out for him. It's true that they had the most physical strength of any eva evolution, but they were plagued by the same problems as denmothers: big muscles, but tiny flames. They were stronger than a whorezard, but couldn't compete in firepower. With a tinge of regret Rat turned to the next eva.

 

            "...and you?" He asked.

 

            "I want to be an espea. I know I'm smarter than the others and that would translate directly into my powers." She said with conviction.

 

            "That's mostly sound logic, but what would you think about becoming a joltea?" Rat asked the girl.

 

            The eva's face turned into a scowl, "you've read that damn essay too!" When Rat didn't say anything she continued, "Eva Evolutions in Combat right? That thing has been circulating academia for a few months, and it's pretty good but I can't stand the way it trashes espea. They aren't 'just a weaker version of alaka-whams with less utility.'"

 

            Rat was pleased that she had read his essay, but if she refused to become something he could use in his harem he didn't want her. He didn't think Gloria would fail to make it to an alaka-wham. With the other two eva that caught his eye ruled out he prayed that this last one would want to become something useful, namely a joltina, umbrea or vaporea.

 

            He turned to the last girl expectantly. She mumbled something quietly.

 

            "What was that?" Rat asked.

 

            "An umbrea," she said. "I want to be an umbrea. I'm good at hiding and don't like being in the center of attention, but I think I can be useful as an umbrea."

 

            Rat walked closer to her and got down on one knee so her head was at the same level as his. "Umbrea need to be sneaky," he said. "Do you think you can be sneaky?"

 

            As the pokegirl started to nod, Rat's hand shot out to hit her just below the ribs. She reacted quickly, tightening her abdomen and twisting sideways to make the blow glance off her at an angle. The quick action along with her well toned muscles made the blow almost completely ineffective. This was just the defensive instinct an umbrea needed.

 

            "Hey! That was-" she began.

 

            "Sneaky?" Rat finished for her.

 

            "Are you going to be mean like this all the time?" She asked reproachfully.

 

            "Only when I'm teaching you to be sneaky," he said. Then asked, "what's your name?"

 

            "Diez," the eva said, "as in the number ten."

 

            "Well then Diez, would you like to come with me?" Rat asked.

 

            Diez smiled softly and said, "yes."

 

             Rat stood up and called to Rudy, "I'll have this one." When he looked slightly confused, Rat added, "Diez."

 

            "Alright," Rudy said as he pulled out a large, rancher's pokedex and began doing something on it. Paperwork, Rat presumed.

 

            Before the other two eva left the room Rat caught the shoulder of the one who wanted to become a flarea. "What's your name?" He asked.

 

            "Ocho," she replied, confused.

 

            Rat briefly pondered spending the rest of his money to get her as well. Eva weren't that expensive and Ocho was, well... witty, vivacious and about as attractive as any eva gets. Rat wanted her for his harem, but... she wouldn't fit. Everything about her just screamed out that her evolution was already decided and forcing her to choose otherwise would be forcing her into a form she had no aptitude for. Ocho could never be anything other than a flarea or, in other words, useless.

 

             An awkward pause passed between them as Rat thought. Then he spoke, because he had to say something now that he'd called out to her. "Ocho, you're gonna go far. It won't be long before another tamer picks you." Rat said, lamely, "thanks for your help today."

 

            "You're welcome," she said then turned away and walked out the door.

 

            Rat turned back to where Diez and Rudy were standing. Just in time it seemed. "Alright Rat," Rudy said, holding out a pokeball, "the forms are submitted and she's all yours."

 

            "Thank you." Rat said as he took the pokeball.

 

            "One more thing," Rudy said, stopping Rat as he turned to leave. "You did a great job handling those girls, even if your choice was a little odd."

 

            Rat waited patiently for Rudy to make his point.

 

            "I'd like to offer you a spot in our preferred client program. It gives you an extra twenty percent for any girls you sell to the ranch so long as you don't sell to any other ranches for two years." Rudy smiled at him, "you've got talent kid and I want to snap it up before any others can get to it."

 

            Rat thought for a moment, "Send me the contract so I can look it over for a bit. Then I'll decide."

 

            "Fair enough," Rudy said. He punched a few more buttons in his pokedex, "done."

 

            "Thanks again Rudy." Rat said and left the room.

 

***

 

(03/22/353 - 1545 hours)

            Rat sized up both Diez and Gloria who were standing side by side at the edge of town. Diez wore a large white t-shirt and pink panties while Gloria was in a very dirty hospital gown. They needed different outfits, but that would have to wait until he got harem business sorted out.

 

            Rat turned his head to Deiz, "Before I get started on anything else, do you want to keep your name?"

 

            The eva shook her head, "I don't like just being a number."

 

            Since he had been 'Subject 18' for most of his life Rat could relate. "Do you have any ideas for what name you would like?"

 

            "I do, but I'd rather you gave me a name," she said.

 

            "Alright, let me think." Rat paused for a while and closed his eyes and searched through his knowledge of mythology to find a decent name. But, that didn't seem right. This wasn't any super special pokegirl and she didn't want to stand out too much. Giving her the name of some goddess or mythical figure would go against that. "How about Sophia?" he asked.

 

            "My name is Sophia master." The newly named eva said in response to Rat's question.

 

            Rat raised an eyebrow, "I chose my name for a reason: so people would use it. You can call me Rat if you like."

 

            "I can't call you master?" Sophia asked.

 

            "Well, I won't stop you if that's what you want to call me. But," he said, " now to business. Sophia, meet Gloria. She is your alpha. There will be no battling for the position of alpha because I choose the alpha based on leadership capability rather than battle prowess. Do you understand?"

 

            "I understand master." Sophia answered and then addressed Gloria, "Hello, nice to meet you Gloria."

 

            "Likewise," Gloria said, nodding at her new subordinate. "Shall I get a taming schedule drawn up?" She asked Rat.

 

            "Don't worry about it for now." Rat said, "I'll start with Sophia today, then you two can alternate. After we get around four girls, then we can worry about a schedule." He stood staring at the two for a bit. "Let's get you in a pokeball, Gloria, and then I'll take the two of you to get healed and cleaned. After that we'll get you two some new clothes."

 

            "Sounds good," Gloria said, "ball me."

 

            For the second time that day Rat ignored a double entendre for the sake of getting down to business. He tossed a pokeball at Gloria. The capture tone sounded almost as soon as the ball closed. Rat picked up the ball and hit the release button so that Gloria rematerialized.

 

            "One last thing," Rat said as he looked at Gloria one more time. "It's better you don't wear any clothes at all rather than go into town wearing that filthy rag."

 

            "I'm not arguing with you, but just let me point out who walked into town wearing filthy rags today." She replied as she pulled the gown off.

 

            "Touché."

 

***

 

(03/22/353 - 1610 hours)

            Rat was back at El Toro Bailando browsing clothes with two clean and healed pokegirls. He told the two that they each had a budget of five thousand credits to get some decent clothes and that they should think tactically for their choices since they would wear these clothes into battle.

 

            At this advice Sophia had chosen a few black tank-tops that would stretch to accommodate any reasonable amount growth during evolution. Keeping with the theme she also got several pairs of black and navy-blue athletic shorts. Sophia decided to forego shoes since all those within her price range were too clunky for any pokegirl who would focus on stealth to use. With the last of her budget she bought a travelling cloak in case of bad weather.

 

            Gloria settled on a yellow sundress, which seemed to be her favored battle outfit from before she thresholded, and several pairs of panties. She also decided to skip the shoes, because what kind of a-bra actually walks instead of levitating? She also decided against a cloak, she had enough experience using her powers to keep herself dry and warm without any heavy clothing. Rat decided to let her pocket any money she hadn't spent or let Sophia use to cover the small amount she'd gone over-budget.

 

            Rat already had been clothed and spent the rest of the money on a few p-meds and as many pokeballs as he could afford after the p-meds. He mentally catalogued their supplies: twenty-four pokeballs, three antidotes, five p-meds, sixteen MRIs, one-hundred feet of rope, a tent and his punch-knife. This was quite a modest start, but even if they only filled half of the pokeballs with common captures, they would still more than be able to afford a decent resupply and even pay off a huge chunk of the government loan.

 

            Rat finished checking the supplies and called his girls over. "Time to head back to the pokecenter. Gloria, I suggest you take a nap for a bit because I want to train a little after I'm done with Sophia's traditional harem welcome."

 

            "Can do," Gloria said, "put me in my ball so I don't have to listen to the screaming."

 

            "Screaming?" Sophia asked somewhat fearfully.

 

            "In ecstasy of course," Rat and Gloria replied in unison.

 

            "Don't worry," Gloria told Sophia, "I taught Rat everything he knows about taming. He's sure to be good."

 

            "To be more accurate," Rat interjected, "you taught me about sex. A parade of incredibly difficult ferals taught me about taming."

 

            "As much as a appreciate the distinction, it's all just semantics right now." Gloria waved her hand, "just put me up already."

 

            Rat complied. "Shall we?" He asked as he turned to Sophia and took her hand.

 

            "Mmhmm," she nodded.

 

***

 

(03/22/353 - 1722 hours)

            Selene had looked rather bemused after seeing Rat for the third time that day when he asked for a room, but gave him one that had gotten all the bedding replaced recently. She called it a privilege for those who scored perfect on their tamer exam. Rat didn't care what she called it as long as he got a room, but didn't say that out loud.

 

            At present he was kissing Sophia as their clothes lay around the bed in heaps.

 

            Rat ran his hands along Sophia's sides, occasionally pausing to give a strong caress where he felt like it. Sophia squirmed and moaned slightly every time he did this. Rat continued the light petting for a while, enjoying the feel of the eva's slight, but athletic body and her soft fur. He shifted his hands so that his left was running through the thicker fur around Sophia's neck while his right played with her ears.

 

            "That tickles," Sophia said as she shivered under Rat's touch.

 

            "Should I stop?"

 

            "I never said that..." Sophia looked up at him with big, amber puppy dog eyes.

 

            It had been a long time since he'd had sex with a pokegirl with aura of cute, but Rat still remembered one counter-measure. He pulled his hand away from Sophia's ears and poked her in the forehead. The eva went cross-eyed as she looked at his finger.

 

            This was absolutely adorable. Sophia's pout at his trick only heightened the effect. Rat smiled. He had tricked Sophia into overdoing her aura. Tingles ran down his spine as Rat's penis readied for action. He had a little sadistic streak that, when he could drive an aura of cute user to overdo it, would make him not want to obey. Instead Rat wanted to control the eva.

 

            He pushed Sophia backwards onto the bed. She flopped back with a squeak and stared into his eyes again. Rat gave her an evil grin and ran his hand up her stomach to her chest and began tracing his finger around one of her nipples. Sophia began breathing heavily as her nipples hardened. At this Rat softly began fondling her breasts, slowly bringing his mouth closer- he bit down firmly on a nipple causing Sophia to inhale sharply. As Rat tugged on the nipple with his teeth Sophia let out a low moan.

 

            While Sophia was distracted by the attention Rat was giving her breasts, he brought his fingers down to rub against her moistening slit, rubbing slowly against the entrance. Sophia jerked at the sudden stimulation and another moan escaped the eva.

 

            As Sophia got used to Rat's teasing and surprise tactics she reached down and began rubbing his hardened prong. "What's this?" She asked slyly as precum dripped onto her fingers.

 

            Rat chose that moment to slip his finger over Sophia's clit. "I dunno," he said as Sophia began moaning and panting loudly. He gave her his best canine smile, complete with tongue lolling out. Sophia began to speak but Rat increased the pace of his rubbing and she began panting for air again.

 

            A minute passed and Sophia began gasping, "I'm almost there... I'm-" Rat stopped his fingers.

 

            "Why'd you- ahhh..." Rat resumed his furious rubbing just as Sophia stopped to complain. When he could tell she was getting close again, rat stopped his fingers once more.

 

            "Please just let me cu- aaaAAOH FUCK!" Sophia screamed as Rat rammed his more than ready penis into her. He could feel Sophia's insides contracting sporadically as she came. Rat pulled hard against her vagina's attempt to swallow him deeper and began pounding away. Sophia shuddered in another orgasm and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.

 

            Rat could feel his orgasm building from deep inside his core. He hugged Sophia tightly to him and pumped his hips faster. She hugged back, breathlessly mewling, "master... master..."

 

            This sent Rat over the edge. He buried himself as deep inside Sophia as he could and held it there as all the pressure inside him spurted into Sophia. His eva had her mouth wide open in a silent scream as she shuddered in yet another orgasm.

 

            The convulsions stopped and Sophia began breathing again. She looked Rat in the eyes again, with tears and a small amount of drool streaming down her face. "That... was... mean." She said around large, gasping breaths.

 

            Rat took the time to appreciate her heaving chest and disheveled hair before he leaned in and breathed softly in her ear, "but did you enjoy it?" He then moved to the tip of her ear and nibbled it.

 

            Sophia shuddered again at the sensation and said, in barely more than a whisper, "...yes..."

 

            Rat chuckled at that response and let himself fall sideways onto the bed. His cock slipped out of Sophia and she began dribbling cum onto the bed.

 

            The eva flopped down next to him. After a few minutes if rest she began idly stroking Rat's arms and back. Sophia put more power into her hands and started massaging the tension out of Rat's shoulders. She giggled softly as Rat let out a happy sigh and shifted to give her better access to his back.

 

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(03/22/353 - 2238 hours)

            After a quickie in the shower and some training with both of his pokegirls Rat let himself fall backwards onto the pokecenter bed. It was an exhausting change from sneaking through the jungle. Sure, there was less physical activity, but dealing with other people always tired him out quickly.

 

            Rat looked up as a door clicked shut. It was Sophia returning from the bathroom. "So I get to share your bed again tonight?" She asked. She didn't have taming shock since she'd apparently been a pet before being sold to the ranch.

 

            "Yes, but tomorrow is Gloria's turn," Rat replied. He was happy at his success in alpha-bonding with the eva so quickly. His Shadowed Soul bloodgift almost always meant he'd have a harder time than he did today. Maybe losing himself in the aura of cute helped.

 

            "Let me do the work this time then," Sophia requested. She slid onto the bed, dressed in the large t-shirt he'd first seen her in.

 

            Rat pretended to think. When Sophia pouted at him, he laughed and said, "fine by me."

 

            "Good," Sophia practically purred the word. She slid forward more, picking up the hem of her dress to reveal a complete lack of panties. She rubbed her bare hips against the rapidly growing bulge in Rat's boxers.

 

            As Sophia pulled down his boxers and began licking his shaft, Rat thought, I definitely made the right choice in becoming a tamer.