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Chapter 13
Fear
As they approached the summit all that could be heard was chaos.
Explosions rocked the ground. Screams and yells pierced the early morning air. Nicholas started jogging when he saw a plume of flame blossom across the sky and looked to either side to see his harem running with him. Or in Aria’s case, flying above.
She was the first one to engage the enemy. With a piercing, almost musical cry she folded her wings and spun towards an unaware tamer.
“Kalmiya be my eyes!” Nicholas yelled, vaulting a fallen tree and racing towards the tamer Aria was attacking. “All of you, we’re looking for the Magma leader! GO!”
Aria squawked and flapped away when Nicholas crashed into her target, riding the cultist to the ground and slamming his head against the stone. She quickly had her hands full when the tamer’s pokegirls noticed the new threat and broke off from their fight to charge Nicholas with a howl.
Nicholas took stock of the battle. Blue and red was everywhere and he picked apart the flow of the fighting with a practiced eye. “Kalmiya. Send them to the left; that’s where the heaviest Magma resistance is.”
“You!” Nicholas looked over at the yell to see the Aqua cultist from the cave looking in his direction. Archie, he’d said his name was. “The tamer from the cave! Good to see you!” He appeared to be commanding one pokegirl against three, a lithe sharkgirl with bright yellow stripes running across her pale skin and a whipping tail tipped with a jagged fin.
Nicholas scowled. Still, having only one side trying to kill them would be nice. “Sure.”
“Haha! This is the edge we need! Whoopsies!” Archie ducked when fire bloomed overhead. “Shelly! Can’t you keep them off me?”
The pokegirl in front of him snarled and the pokegirls she was fighting all simultaneously cried out in panic when she threw herself towards them. As she did water bubbled from her skin, encasing her before Nicholas noticed that the bubble was suddenly full of a lot more pokegirl than had gone in. With a brutal roar Shelly burst from the liquid, now in a much larger mermaid-esque form and, more importantly, with arms and a body that had grown half a dozen new razor-edged fins. Blood sprayed through the air as her tail whipped around, cutting into two of her opponents but missing the last as she fled. Nicholas was wondering how she was going to keep going in what appeared to be her aquatic battle form but his question was answered when he felt his shirt begin to get heavy from the water Shelly was building around her. She literally swam through the air as she continued to battle, letting off her pursuit when more red beams turned into pokegirls trying to take her down.
“Bah,” Archie spat. “She can’t keep that trick up for very long. And they’ve sent every piece of fodder that they can to slow me down.” He glanced at Nicholas. “Tamer! You have to stop Maxie. He’s taken the meteorite to the center of the caldera!”
Nicholas nodded and turned to find his own pokegirls. He saw Aria struggling with a Zubat above the other battling pokegirls, Morgana taking cover behind a collection of boulders before popping out and sending beams, one at a time, into the fray, and Elaine…
Elaine was nowhere to be seen.
Nicholas felt a twinge of worry. “Kalmiya, where is Elaine?” He looked around. “And Bea?”
“Where you told them to go, Master,” Kalmiya replied. “They appear to have been stalled.”
Nicholas took a deep breath. The path to where Bea and Elaine were was full of battling pokegirls. It was time to test how ‘pokegirl proof’ he really was.
Eh, he’d survived Ho-oh’s flames burning him naked. The random bursts here would be nothing in comparison.
He ran. A stray bolt of flame caught his arm and he spun, his other hand beating at the smoldering embers left behind. He nearly fell when he encountered a slick section of rock, wet from the various attacks. But then he was through. All of the pokegirls had been too busy fighting to focus on him.
There, ahead. He saw Elaine locked in combat with a snapping Poochyena and as he watched she spat flames in the doggirl’s face before leaning back to buy some space and slamming her foot into her opponent’s chest. The kick sent the Poochyena tumbling across the rocks and one of the Magma cultists nearby broke with a panicked shout.
“BEA?!” Nicholas yelled, running to where Elaine fought before skidding to a halt and beginning to quickly back away from the Combusken. Her hair was floating a few inches from her skin. The feathers running across her shoulders and up her legs were on fire. As she turned to meet her next opponent he saw her eyes. They were consumed by rage.
If he got close to her now he didn’t know if she’d recognize him or attack. Maybe both.
“Bea.” Nicholas looked around again. Archie had said someone named Maxie had the meteorite near the center of the caldera. He was much closer to the center now, and if Bea was acting consistently she would have charged into the toughest fight she could find. That would likely be Maxie.
Sure enough he saw something different launching an attack in the distance and Nicholas sprinted forwards. There she was. Bea’s leotard was smoking, pieces burned away where she had been glanced by attacks, but the Beldum herself was still fighting. Fighting against what had to be an evolved form of one of the signature Magma camel-like pokegirls. The others he had seen were smaller, with a single smoking hump. This one was much, much larger, and not just in height. She had fiery red and yellow hair cascading all the way down to her legs, two large furred ears poking out from it. Her legs were as thick as her body and they were wreathed in waves of flame. Her chest was similarly enlarged and the girl stood with a slight hunch, keeping her two smoking humps pointed forwards. She looked like a living volcano.
The man standing behind her looked at Nicholas and adjusted his glasses when he approached. “You’re not wearing Aqua’s colors. And this pokegirl I’ve never seen Aqua use. You must be her tamer.”
Nicholas grunted. He didn’t dare get close to Bea because the Magma girl looked as if she was pointing her humps in the Beldum’s direction. They were probably what she used to focus her energy and shoot fireballs. “That’s right. I’m not part of Magma or Aqua.”
“A pity.” The man bowed slightly. “I am Maxie. The leader of Magma. Tell me, isn’t it true that the land nurtures humans and pokegirls alike?”
Nicholas shook his head. “I’m not here for a philosophical chat. I’m here to stop you and take back that meteorite before you can use it to trigger an eruption.”
Maxie frowned. “Not interested? The land is where humanity and pokegirls evolved and grew. The land is all important. Can’t you see that? The land must grow!”
“All you’ll accomplish by making this volcano erupt is killing ‘humans and pokegirls alike’,” Nicholas replied. “I won’t let you do that.”
Maxie scoffed. “Then stop me, tamer. Look.” He stepped aside to display a strange machine on the edge of the cliff. “The energy contained within that meteorite is feeding this sleeping mountain. You are too late.”
“It hasn’t erupted yet,” Nicholas shot back. “Let’s go, Bea. Smash that machine!”
Bea roared and charged forwards. Maxie responded with a command of his own and his pokegirl braced, her humps beginning to glow before letting loose with a barrage of drifting embers. Bea rolled past the first salvo but screamed when the next caught her head on. Nicholas swore when she was lost in the roiling flames. “BEA!”
“MELT HER TO NOTHING, COURTNEY!” Maxie roared. “AS IS THE FATE OF ALL THOSE WHO DEFY MAGMA!”
Nicholas’s stomach dropped when Courtney let loose with another salvo and added more to the fire that had engulfed Bea. The Beldum was a Steel-type. There was no way she could survive a Fire-type attack of this magnitude.
“I. Am.” Nicholas’ eyes widened when he heard Bea spitting words into his ear. Through her radio. “Not. Weaker. Than. THIS!”
Her scream could be heard clearly by all and Maxie was raising his hand when a different light could be seen from within the flames.
Courtney roared in pain when a glowing form burst free and something crashed into her face, driving her back before her solid body absorbed the blow.
Nicholas looked on in triumph as Bea’s evolutionary glow faded. She had lost her leotard, maybe in the flames, more likely torn to shreds during her evolution, and like an insect’s cocoon she had become something incredible by emerging from it. The newly evolved Metang could no longer be considered small in any sense of the word. She’d grown to six feet, her thin limbs had bulked up with visible muscles, and her body had similarly expanded with generous breasts and a shapely ass.
As Courtney tried to recover from the strike Bea turned to Maxie and the machine behind him. With a cry Maxie dove aside when Bea struck, but she had never been aiming at him. She smashed her fists into the metal of the device and bent the entire structure in half.
Maxie stared in shock as Bea inspected the crushed machine and pulled a strip of metal from the casing with a horrible screech. “You… you dared…”
Bea checked the metal she was holding. “Crude. Cheap.” She turned her attention to Maxie and Courtney and began twisting the strip around her hand as if it was a fighter’s cloth wrap. “Good enough.”
“You…” Maxie hissed in a rage. One hand clutched at his glasses and he threw the other towards Courtney. “You have NO IDEA what you have just done!”
“Stopped calamity,” Nicholas replied. “YES, Bea!”
“Burn. Burn. Burn!” Spittle flew from Maxie’s mouth as he ranted. “BURY THEM, Courtney! Let loose your magma and entomb these heretics in the energy of the earth!”
Nicholas slid back to let Bea get in front of him, the Metang’s hands now covered in her makeshift gauntlets. “Try us, mate.” He grinned when Bea raised her hands and began sliding forwards. “Big target, Bea! Punch her again!”
“Consider yourself lucky,” Maxie snarled, “that I would grant you this death.”
Nicholas was ignoring him but when Maxie ripped his glasses off and energy began swirling down his arm he took notice.
“Maxie, Sir!”
All heads turned. A Magma cultist was scrambling in their direction in a panic. “Th-The Aqua leader!”
Maxie looked past Nicholas and cursed. Archie was sprinting across the caldera with Shelly back in her land form and sprinting along beside him. “We’ve lost. This time.” He looked back at Nicholas and very, very slowly replaced the glasses on his face. “I suppose you live another day, tamer. Next time we meet, nothing will stop me from turning you to ash.”
Bea was starting to attack but stopped when Nicholas called her name. The two watched as Maxie fled, throwing himself from the mountain and landing on a rapidly cooling slide of lava from his pokegirl.
“Damn it!” Archie ran up a minute later and doubled over to catch his breath. “He escaped.” He looked up at Nicholas once he’d stopped panting. “You did it, tamer. Well done. I knew I could trust you.”
“You could trust me only because I don’t like either of you maniacs,” Nicholas replied, gesturing Bea over to stand between him and Archie. “We just happened to share a goal today.”
Archie smirked. “I figured as much. Even still, tamer, you’ve done Aqua a great favor this day. You’ll have a place with us when the world drowns.”
Nicholas gritted his teeth. “If it does.”
Archie’s eyes flashed. “When it does. We’re done here, Shelly.” He turned away. “Consider it, tamer.”
Nicholas watched him go before beginning to hurry back across the battlefield. “GIRLS?!”
He found Elaine propped up against a pile of rubble and recalled her when he saw the blood splatters on the ground and the cauterized wounds covering her body. Morgana was huddling where he had last seen her and he moved on after making sure she wasn’t injured, searching the scattered bodies for Aria.
He was beginning to get worried when he couldn’t find her anywhere until he heard a warbling cry and looked up to see Aria winging down towards him. She pulled up before landing, making a pained noise and turning so Nicholas could see a deep gash cutting through the back of one of her legs. The bleeding had stopped but the leg itself hung uselessly so Nicholas recalled her as well.
“Master.” Nicholas turned to see Bea holding up the meteorite. “I tore it from the machine. What should I do with it?” She grunted softly when Nicholas ignored her question and chose instead to engulf her in a hug. “Master?”
“You didn’t fail,” Nicholas murmured. “You were right. All along, you were right.”
“I…” Bea awkwardly patted Nicholas’ head. “I’m sorry, Master, I didn’t think…”
Nicholas tightened his grip. He’d buried his face between Bea’s new boobs but neither he nor she were really paying attention to that. “I was so afraid,” he whispered. “I let you out of my sight and… I was afraid I’d lose you. That you’d fail and I wouldn’t be there to help you.”
The meteor dropped to the ground with a thud as Bea returned Nicholas’ hug. “I didn’t, Master,” she replied. “I didn’t fail. Even though I’m weak I knew I couldn’t fail you.”
“No.” Nicholas lifted his head to look at her. “You are not weak, Bea. I have been wrong this whole time. About so, so many things.” He stretched up and tenderly kissed her, waiting for Bea to kiss back before he brought a hand to her hair and held her tightly. In the middle of the destroyed landscape they kissed, and when Nicholas finally let go Bea’s hand was there to move his grasp to her chest.
Nicholas gave an obligatory squeeze before letting go. He could see Bea starting to get horny from her evolution but this time she would have to wait. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, finding her pokeball and lifting it into view. “We can’t. Not here. Wait for me.”
Bea was about to let out a frustrated moan when the recall beam took her and Nicholas turned his attention to the meteorite on the ground. After a moment of deliberation, he scooped it into his bag and returned to where Morgana huddled.
“Morgana.” Nicholas squatted down and held out his hand. When Morgana finally took it he pulled her to her feet. “We need to leave. Can you walk? Be my guard?”
Morgana took a shuddering breath and scrubbed her face before nodding. “Yes, Master.”
“We’re a day and a half from Lavaridge,” Nicholas explained, “all downhill. If we run, we can be there by nightfall.” He turned back to look at the carnage. Unconscious cultists were everywhere, human, pokegirl, Magma and Aqua alike. “I don’t want to be anywhere nearby when they start to wake up."
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The sun had set long before Nicholas and Morgana emerged from the forest to see the lights of Lavaridge ahead of them. The attendant in the pokecenter was quick to assist when she saw an exhausted tamer stagger in and before long Nicholas was laying on a bed in a spare room. He needed… to…
The four pokegirls that materialized did so in front of a snoring tamer, Nicholas having unconsciously triggered their releases as he fell asleep. Aria was the first to move, squeezing onto the bed with Nicholas and wrapping him in her wings before snuggling up close and closing her own eyes. Morgana soon followed, leaving Elaine and Bea the only two still standing.
When Nicholas next opened his eyes he did so in confusion. Aria’s soft wings were embracing him and when he turned his head he saw Morgana’s sleeping face. But Neither Elaine nor Morgana were anywhere to be seen.
Had he fallen asleep? He was going to release the harem and have a group taming session but why didn’t he see Elaine or Morgana?
Aria grumbled sleepily when he twisted from her grasp and headed to the door, completely missing the pokeball sitting up off the floor. Instead he explored the pokecenter halls until he stepped out of the door and into the night.
The light from the moon cast long shadows across the ground but he didn’t need the moonlight to find who he was looking for. Elaine was seated not too far away and flames danced between her fingers as she sat silently.
When he stepped outside Elaine looked up and the flames she had been playing with vanished, casting her back into shadow. Nicholas waited a moment before tilting his head towards the building. “Did I fall asleep before or after the orgy I was hoping for?”
For the first time in a long time he saw Elaine smile. “Before… my Master.” She got to her feet. “Were you hoping for one now?”
“Once I find Bea.”
“She has returned herself to her pokeball,” Elaine replied. “She wanted to wake you and revel in her new body, but she chose instead to let you sleep.”
Nicholas’ eyebrows rose. “She did?”
“She did,” Elaine confirmed. After a few moments she lowered her eyes. “Master?”
“Yes, Elaine?”
“Bea… She… was right. I was weak. And I wanted the others to share my weakness.” Elaine's body tensed up slightly. “I… have never had a true Master. My first was a man who bought me to use in fight rings. When I was not enough for him, he sold me for my body. I was passed from buyer to buyer, and each tried to break me in their own way.”
Nicholas was staring at her. “But… the buying and selling of pokegirls has been outlawed for decades.”
Elaine looked up with a humorless smile. “So has robbery and murder, Master. Does that mean these things do not exist?”
Nicholas winced. “No.”
“I have lied to you, Master. I have lied to myself. It has taken Bea to make me understand that.”
“She must really inspire you.”
Elaine nodded. “She does.”
“So why are you telling me this now?”
Elaine ran a finger between her breasts and down her shirt. “Because… I finally understand. I finally understand what I want.” Nicholas raised an eyebrow when Elaine forced one of her claws into the fabric of her shirt and ripped, tearing the cloth until it lay in tatters around her feet. Then she did the same thing with her shorts, clawing away until she stood naked in front of him. “Those pokegirls, on the mountain. The cultists who controlled them. They were slaves. But you…” she sank to her knees, sweeping up one of the red strips from her shirt and, with fumbling hands, tying it to her collar before holding the end of the makeshift leash towards him. “I want you, Master. To… To be yours. Yours,” she repeated with more force. “All I’ve ever wanted is to have the choice. To choose who… to choose the Master that controls me.”
Nicholas silently accepted the leash from Elaine’s hands and watched as she folded in on herself with a trembling sigh. He stood like that, with Elaine silently dripping tears onto the dirt, until abruptly Elaine felt him yank on the cloth.
Her head snapped up and before she could take in his expression Nicholas’ hands were closing around her throat. Elaine felt a burst of panic when his fingers slid between her skin and the collar which turned to horror when she felt him grab the leather and tense. “M-M-Master?” she stammered, a hand whipping up in a vain attempt at stopping him. “No!”
With a roar Nicholas put every ounce of strength he had into pulling on the collar. With a crack the leather broke, the ring he had attached pinging off somewhere in the dark and leaving Elaine truly nude. No clothes. No collar. Nothing but the horrified expression on her face and the tears streaking down her cheeks.
“That… thing was put on you in anger,” Nicholas explained as Elaine began to wail. “If this is what you want… What you truly, truly want, then I don’t want there to be anything binding you in hate, or rage. We start over today, Elaine.”
“I do,” Elaine whimpered. “I do, Master, I do.”
“It’s the middle of the night.” Nicholas reached down to lift her to her feet. “When the stores open in the morning I will take you and craft something that you can wear with pride, not shame.” He gently gripped her chin. “Something that marks you as mine without marking you a slave.”
Elaine’s eyes were dripping with fresh tears and she trembled when his hand brushed across her stomach. But Nicholas was only teasing her and she whimpered when he released her and turned back to the pokecenter. Before she knew it she had been returned to her pokeball to wait for the morning.
Nicholas gazed at the two pokeballs in his hands. Elaine had gone through so much. From his early attempts at cracking her shell, to what he had believed was a gentle way in, to the shattering of her ego, and now… to her recovery and healing.
He hadn’t been the one to help her past this final step. That had been Bea.
He put Elaine’s pokeball down and turned to the bed. The two sleeping pokegirls on it were returned to their own pokeballs, leaving Nicholas alone. But not for long.
Bea materialized and Nicholas instantly saw how flushed her body was. How she had managed to fight her instincts and coach Elaine through her issues was beyond him. But she had done it, and now he was about to say something that would undoubtedly push her over the edge.
“Bea.”
Bea’s eyes flicked to him and she licked her lips nervously. “M-Master?”
“We’re in Lavaridge, as you know. We made it off the mountain.”
“Ah… yes, Master.”
“You talked to Elaine.” Nicholas sat gingerly on the edge of the bed and prepared himself. “You did what I couldn’t do. You saved her.”
Bea cleared her throat. “I saw her, on the mountain. She was in so much pain.” Bea grimaced. “I couldn’t leave her like that, Master. How could I?”
“Easily,” Nicholas murmured, “but you didn’t. I have been wrong, Bea. I was wrong in how I tried to help Elaine. I was wrong in how I judged you. I have been wrong. But you have been right.”
Bea’s heart was fluttering rapidly but she kept a hold of herself. “I just wanted to try.”
“Yes. You tried and you succeeded,” Nicholas replied softly. “You did what I could not. An Alpha does what her tamer cannot.” Bea didn’t seem to react so he repeated himself. “You did what an Alpha does.”
“I…”
“Bea.” Nicholas held out his arms and got ready for the impact. “You have proven that you are my Alpha. I ask you to stand at my side.”
Bea stumbled forwards. The impact was heavy but also soft when she collapsed on top of him and Nicholas clutched her tightly when she began to sob. There was simply too much emotion swirling within her to do much else and if she had been alone while dealing with it all she probably wouldn’t have stopped crying for hours. But she wasn’t alone, and Nicholas knew how to relieve most of the pressure she was feeling.
Bea’s sobs caught when she felt his hands sliding under her newly enlarged chest. She was on top and Nicholas let her be, slowly walking his fingers up and over her breasts as he gently massaged her. Bea’s halting sobs began transitioning to incoherent moans when he stopped at her nipples, rubbing them under his thumbs as the tension in her body began to fade. As it did her posture curled up over him until her forehead was resting against his.
“I have all night,” Nicholas whispered. Bea cried out as she orgasmed from his touch and he saw her bite her lip when he didn’t stop kneading her breasts. She remained like that for quite a long time, soaking in the sensations from Nicholas’ ministrations before he finally saw her eyes open.
She had come so many times that when Bea shifted, dropping her body to firmly rest on his, he felt her juices run down his leg. It was very similar to their first time together, the position she ended up in, but this time Nicholas wasn’t trying to fend her off. His hands were busy in other places.
“Master,” Bea whispered, her lips trailing along his nose before she pulled back with a shuddering sigh. “You… mean it?”
“Tonight is your reward, my Alpha,” Nicholas replied and as he confirmed what he had so far only hinted at Bea’s eyes screwed shut again and she let out a choking sob. “Though I must say… it’s a reward for me too.” He laughed and jiggled her boobs the best he could.
His teasing motion was cut off completely when Bea pressed herself firmly against him, trapping his arms – hands still wrapped around her breasts – and pressing her dripping cunt against his erection. “You are… such an idiot, Master,” Bea choked out, Nicholas opening his mouth when she kissed him and soon her hands were pulling his shorts away, guiding his dick to slip into her soaking wet vagina with a happy cry.
She rode him until she was satisfied. And that took a very, very long time.
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POKEDEX UPDATED
Tamer:Nicholas Topolski
Badges:
Knuckle Badge
Harem:
Bea, Metang (Alpha) – Level 25
Elaine, Combusken – Level 24
Morgana, Kirlia – Level 24
Aria, Swablu – Level 23
Non-Com Harem:
Kalmiya, Porygon-Z – Level 5
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Nicholas opened his eyes when he heard movement around him. Bea was getting to her feet and he smiled as he watched her new assets sway. She looked much more like her mother now, and he knew she still had lots of room left to grow.
Bea glanced back when she heard Nicholas clear his throat. “Oh, Master. Good morning.”
Nicholas grinned at her. “Good morning, my Alpha.”
Bea’s eyes slid shut and she shivered. “It wasn’t a dream.”
“It’s a job, you know,” Nicholas said. “What you’ve been doing, talking to the others, helping them, it’s your duty now. Not just something you felt the need to do.”
Bea nodded. “I understand, Master. And…” she hesitated for a moment, “I will make sure to fulfill the expectations your Alphas have created.”
Nicholas chuckled and rolled to his feet. “You’re your own Alpha in the group, right? That means you get to update those expectations with your own.” When Bea nodded he jabbed his chin at her nudity. “Couldn’t help but notice that you lost your leotard during the excitement. Want to come with Elaine and I to get a new one?”
Bea looked down at herself, using one hand to cup her breasts while the other traced patterns across her skin. “Do you remember what I said before, Master?”
“Sure. You weren’t sure on the whole clothing thing in the first place.”
Bea stopped fondling herself and looked back up at him. “I like it better this way.” She grumbled when she took a step and her chest bounced. “Except for these… things.”
“I’ll have you know those ‘things’ are wonderful,” Nicholas said. “Could always just wear a bra.”
Bea shook her head and moved aside to let Nicholas get to his gear. “I still don’t want to be constrained by one, Master. But I’ll figure something out.”
“I know you will.” Nicholas grabbed Elaine’s pokeball and gestured at the others. “Want to release them and announce the news? I’ll be back shortly with Elaine.” He frowned. “Hm. I should grab a language TM while I’m out, for Aria. So maybe a bit longer than shortly.”
Bea bobbed her head. “We’ll be here, Master. Your… my…” Bea took a deep breath before smiling. “Our harem.”
Nicholas smiled back and headed out with Elaine’s pokeball in his hand.
Elaine materialized in the middle of Lavaridge and blushed when she saw a few heads turn in her direction. She could feel the air across her exposed body and for a moment she felt an urge to at least put an arm over her nipples. But then she glanced over to see Nicholas smiling at her and the urge vanished, letting her stretch happily as he watched. The other eyes staring at her didn’t matter.
“Today we start fresh,” Nicholas said. “Last night you said that you want to be mine. I assume that means you want me to control you.” He took a step closer to her. “More than just in battle, you want my will to overpower your own.”
Elaine shuddered. As he spoke she felt parts of herself responding in ways she never thought a human could cause. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, Master.”
“Before I was giving you that. But you had not chosen me to be the one dominating you and so it was an unhealthy relationship. You’re sure that you’ve changed your mind?”
Elaine gazed at him. “You were always trying to help me, Master. It’s just taken Bea to make me realize that.” She bowed her head. “I remember. From the start you held the door open for me. I could have left. I didn’t understand then, and I didn’t choose. I thought I was trapped. I have never been trapped. I know that even know, as I ask you to bind me, I will always have that option to leave.” She looked back up. “Apple, was it? The word you told me to use.”
Nicholas nodded. “If I ever do something you don’t like then say that. I’ll back off immediately.”
“You always have,” Elaine whispered. “I’m ready, Master.” She raised her hands, palms up, in a symbol of surrender before letting them fall back to her side. “Make me yours.”
Nicholas’ eyes slid shut and he took a deep breath. When he’d agreed to making the mistake of forcing this kind of relationship with Elaine he had been afraid of the dragon inside of him. Afraid that it would take control. But now, as Elaine invited him in and he braced for the urges to rise, he felt… nothing. No, that wasn’t quite true. He felt the dragon’s possessiveness, its hunger as it took in the nude pokegirl submitting to him. It just didn’t scare him anymore.
Because they were his. His urges. A part of himself, not something alien that could threaten him. He’d come to understand that after his meeting with Zinnia. That understanding had pushed him up the slopes of Mt. Chimney, and that understanding is what allowed him now to stop holding them back.
Elaine wavered when she saw Nicholas open his eyes again and step towards her. She could sense that things had suddenly become different. A few seconds ago Nicholas had been looking at her with a cautious, guarded stance due to the uncertainty between them. She had just removed that. Had that been a mistake?
Nicholas was just a step away when Elaine felt a wave of calm wash over her. No, she realized, and a smile tugged at Nicholas’ mouth when Elaine stretched forwards slightly. She was nervous, yes. But she trusted him. She wanted this. For the first time in a long time, she was sure about something.
Nicholas came to a halt right up next to the Combusken, close enough that he was invading her space but with a few inches of separation between them. He could feel Elaine’s trembling body when he drifted his fingers across her skin and she flinched when he brought his mouth close to her ear. “Mine.” Elaine’s breathing grew labored when she heard him chuckling softly. Just the sound of it felt as real as his touch. “You are mine.”
Elaine whimpered when Nicholas’ hands, only barely touching her a moment ago, pressed fully against her abdomen. She felt fingers trailing down her body, sliding through her pubes and rubbing against her clit before-
“Hurry up.”
Elaine jumped. The hands running over her were gone and Nicholas was standing a couple feet away with an annoyed expression. “M-Master?”
“I said to hurry up,” Nicholas said curtly. “We don’t have all day and I’m doing this for you. Don’t you forget.”
Elaine hurried after him with her head spinning. Had… had she zoned out for a moment? Why couldn’t she remember when he had…
Elaine felt a shiver run through her body. His fingers had been at her groin. Poised to enter her vagina. And then he’d simply… stepped away. Left her on the brink of pleasure. He’d just been teasing her. She shivered again.
She liked it.
Nicholas stepped into the store and began scanning nearby displays. There was an unfortunate lack of battle gear to be seen and he tsked. He’d wanted to get something here that would be permanent. Something that would solidify the meaning of this day in Elaine’s mind. Now it was looking like that wouldn’t happen.
“Welcome sir, welcome!” Nicholas turned when he heard a voice and nodded at the attendant hurrying over. “May I be so bold as to assume you are here to find something for the lovely lady behind you?”
“I am, yes,” Nicholas replied. “However I can already see that you don’t have quite the selection I had been hoping for.”
“I’m sure we have something in stock that will fit your tastes,” the attendant replied quickly. “What are you looking for?”
“Hm.” Nicholas spared a glance at some of the outfits around him before shaking his head. “I want to see your selection of collars.”
“…ah.” The attendant cleared his throat and gestured Nicholas towards the back of the store. “This way, sir.”
The section the attendant led him to looked to be everything bondage related that the store carried. In one small section was latex, ropes, gags, blindfolds, and only a few types of collars. The attendant fled when Nicholas began answering his desperate questions with no more than one or two curt words, finally leaving him and Elaine alone in front of the pitiful selection.
“So what do you think?”
Elaine blinked. Nicholas was inspecting the handful of collars. “Ah?”
“You’ll be the one wearing it, not me.” Nicholas picked up one of the collars and made a face. “This one?”
Elaine stared at the chain amalgamation. “I would rather not, Master.”
“Thought so. Thing is we don’t have that much to work with.” Nicholas ran his eyes over the other options before they wandered on to the rest of the section and slowly a smile began to spread across his face. “I kind of liked the plain leather you had before.”
“I suppose, Master…” Elaine watched him begin to rummage on the shelves. “Er… those aren’t collars, Master.”
Nicholas chuckled to himself as he found what he had been looking for. “Yes and no.”
Around ten minutes later the attendant was sneaking his way back to see if Nicholas had moved on or not and he slammed to a halt when he saw the scene in the back of the store.
Elaine had been fitted into a black leather harness and Nicholas was testing the straps around her thighs as the attendant came into view. The whole thing wrapped around her torso, secured by the straps around her thighs, loops framing her breasts, and a single strap that ran from between her breasts up to a simple leather collar with a large silver loop hanging off the front. It was the epitome of something that covered nothing – Elaine’s generous chest was simply highlighted by the straps framing it, and the lines converged just above her pubic hair before diverging again to wrap around her thighs – leaving her slit on full display.
“Ah…” Nicholas looked up and got back to his feet when the attendant cleared his throat. “I… assume you will be purchasing that assembly, sir.”
“I’d hope so. I’ve spent long enough making it fit,” Nicholas replied. He reached back and pulled Elaine to his side, holding her steady and in full view when the Combusken fidgeted. “I do still need to get her some actual clothing, though. I was thinking something sporty.”
“Of course, sir. This way.” The attendant turned away and began leading Nicholas down an aisle. “Down here, and undergarments can be found two aisles down.”
“Underwear?” Elaine gasped when Nicholas reached the hand not guiding her along down to her groin and hooked his fingers into her vagina. He felt her come the moment he inserted them, almost an hour of his teasing at last being released and he looked back up in time to see the attendant hurriedly turning away. “Thank you, but that would be unnecessary.”
“Very good sir!” the attendant cried, flapping his hand towards a selection of exercise clothing before nearly running away. “Please come to the counter when you are done making your selection!”
Elaine whimpered when Nicholas pulled her closer using the hand he was fingering her with. “Did you see that man?” he whispered in her ear. “Eyeing what is mine.” Elaine’s knees failed when he slid his fingers in further and he caught her before she could collapse. “Eyeing something he will never have. Something… I will never let escape my grasp.” He chuckled when Elaine cried out in a particularly strong orgasm and pushed her up against one of the display shelves. His hand was covered in her fluids and he took it out of her cunt to push those same fingers past Elaine’s lips and into her mouth, stroking her cheek as his thumb hooked over her jaw and held her mouth slightly open. “Never.”
Elaine made no attempt at resisting as he probed her mouth with his tongue, not even when he moved on to her breasts and began squeezing and sucking on her nipples. All she could manage was pleasured cries as Nicholas had his way with her body.
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The three pokegirls turned when the door to the pokecenter room opened. Bea gave Nicholas and Elaine a small wave as they entered. “Welcome back.”
“Afternoon.” Nicholas moved straight away to Aria and pulled out the Technical Machine he’d purchased. The Swablu had only a moment of confusion before he pressed the disc to her forehead and her expression changed to one of surprise.
Bea was turning to Elaine and she glanced up and down at the Combusken’s look. “Went with the old, huh?”
Elaine shrugged slightly. She did look quite similar to before – a leather collar, a red top, black shorts. However she was also obviously different. The collar now had a leather strap running under the top, for example, and the harness could be briefly seen as it crossed the bare skin between her crop top and shorts. The clothing itself was different, too. The too-small tank top had been replaced by a well fit crop top, and the same could be said with the tiny black exercise shorts she had had before. Now she wore a pair of very short black booty shorts. Though Elaine’s lack of underwear was clearly obvious to even the most casual of observers – her nipples stood proudly from the red fabric of her top, and her shorts molded around her pussy to-
Bea paused in her inspection to stare a moment. The bottom of Elaine’s shorts was a much darker black than the rest and the fabric clung to her labia in a way that could only mean one thing. “Are you- how soaked are you?”
Elaine gave Bea an awkward smile. “Everything is normal, Bea.”
“Okay,” Bea snorted. “That’s quite obviously not true, but okay.” She pulled Elaine further into the room. “You’re the last to hear this, by the way. Master has named me as our Alpha.”
Elaine took just a moment to confirm that Nicholas was busy with Aria before she embraced Bea. “Congratulations,” she murmured.
Bea hugged back. “Congratulations on waking up,” she replied just as quietly.
Elaine let out a trembling sigh. “He didn’t do anything I was afraid of,” she whispered. “He… did things, yes, but everything he did was wonderful. Thank you.”
Bea laughed and squeezed her again before letting go. “I can see that it was ‘wonderful’. You’re drenching your new clothes.”
Elaine blushed but made no move to do anything about what Bea was talking about. “I know.”
“Right!” Nicholas turned away from Aria when the Swablu sunk to the floor and began speaking in confused sentences. “I think it’s about damn time we challenged a gym for real.” He looked at Bea. “Alpha?”
Bea nodded and stepped away from the others. “I agree, Master. Your harem is ready.”
“I agree.” Nicholas winced and gestured back at Aria. “Shit. She might want some clothes now that she can tell me she wants them, but once I get that figured out we’re challenging the gym here in Lavaridge. It’s a Fire-type gym, Bea.”
Bea grabbed Elaine and pulled her forwards. “I’m not afraid, Master, but I’m not stupid either.” Both grinned at Bea’s use of Nicholas’ own words. “I think Elaine is ready to fight for you. And fight hard.”
Nicholas nodded at Elaine. “I think she is too. So let’s get out there and prove it.” He turned around when Aria let out her first semi-coherent word and helped the Swablu to her feet. “I want us to have our second badge by the end of the day. So let’s go!”
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POKEDEX UPDATED
Tamer:Nicholas Topolski
Badges:
Knuckle Badge
Harem:
Bea, Metang (Alpha) – Level 25
Elaine, Combusken – Level 24
Morgana, Kirlia – Level 24
Aria, Swablu – Level 23
Non-Com Harem:
Kalmiya, Porygon-Z – Level 5