Sunday February 14th, 302AS
18:45
Allat Pokecenter North
Vince had lucked out. He had neglected to officially register for Sadie Poken's day, meaning there hadn't been a drop box set up for pokegirls wanting to join or rejoin his harem to deposit themselves in. Someone in his harem had been a quick thinker though, and had collected her own and the other's balls and turned them over to the attendant at the pokecenter, claiming they wanted to be run though a grooming cycle as a surprise for when their tamer got back.
Vince was looking over the four pokeballs he had collected from the attendant, he had only been expecting to get three back. He sat down on the bed, Hana sitting down next to him and then sliding close enough to lean against him. He paused to smile at her, and she beamed back, then he set the pokeballs on the bed across from Hana and took out his 'dex to scan them. Three of the occupants made sense to him, a Combusticunt, a Spinnertit, and a Flirt. The fourth was a Ticktock though, meaning it wasn't one of Tuuli's former harem sisters returning as well. Vince let out his three returning 'girls. Ava was let out first, winking at him and then scowling at Hana.
“Hey Ava, any idea who the Ticktock is?” Vince asked his longest time 'girl. She shook her head.
“Ticktock? No idea, we were all trying to figure out what to do because it was close to the end of the day. Then Reshmi runs over and has us go back in our balls. She said she knew how to make sure we got back to you, so I just went with it.” Ava walked over and forced her way between Vince and Hana, taking the Flowergirl's spot next to him.
“Huh... guess I'll ask Reshmi then.” Vince let out Tuuli along with the Spinnertit. Reshmi hesitantly started to say something when Vince's Flirt jumped on him, latching her arms around his neck. She then twisted around so she was on his lap.
“It's good to see you again, sir.”
Vince wrapped his hands around her waist. “Good to see you too, Tuuli. Hey Reshmi, do you know who this ticktock is?” He held up the fourth ball.
The Spinnertit shook her head. “No I don't, unless she was the girl that told me to run everyone through a grooming cycle so we could get back to you. She just looked human though, and I only had the attendant run it on the three of us.”
“Weird. Guess I'll just have to ask her.” Vince released the mystery pokegirl from the ball, watching as she materialized from the red light of the capture beam. She was nicely dressed for a pokegirl, semi-dress shoes with small heels, tight-fitting jeans, and a silver colored blouse. Her legs were long and sleek, connecting to prominent hips and ass. Her hair was near black in color and fell in loose coils and curls halfway between her neckline and shoulders. Her skin was a creamy dark over every inch of her glamorous body, something a seamstress would love to model her clothing on. None of this was a surprise to Vince though. Although the body had filled out since he'd last seen her, the face was all the same. A full bottom lip coated with shimmering gloss, a round shaped nose, and dazzling brown eyes so dark that with the white reflections of light it made them look like two pieces of the night sky. One curl from her bangs fell so that it barely obscured the vision of her left eye. “Constance?! What the hell are you doing here?”
She treated Vince to a dazzling smile as she pushed her bangs to the side, “Hey, it's been a while. And oh, you know, chance of threshold estimates. What's the difference between ten and a hundred percent, really? Or two and three quarters...” Two and three quarters percent had been the estimated chance for Constance, a human girl the last time Vince had seen her, to go through threshold. Both her parents were human, descendants from people who used to live on what had once been the dark continent, all of her grandparents were as well. It wasn't until you looked at the great grandparents that you even found one pokewoman, on her father's father's side.
Vince slid Tuuli off his lap and stood up off the bed, making his way over to the girl he at one time had dated, back before high school and his blood traits. It had been a mostly innocent relationship, hardly more than friendship with the addition of holding hands and calling each other cutesy names. They had almost kissed, but he had backed out at the last second.
Vince let out a chuckle, though he really did feel amused at all. He wasn't angry, it'd been a while since he was angry about what had happened, but he still felt bitter. “Heh. So, now that you're a pokegirl I guess you can settle for someone like me?”
Constance's smile faded, a little bit of a hurt frown taking its place. “Vince, I never had a problem with you, who you were.”
“Pfft. Sure. That's why you barely came over after you wound up at a different school with all the clean kids. That's why I had to wander halfway across town just to find you and spend time with you again. That's why as soon as my blood traits started up, you disappeared without a word. Did you still keep in touch with all of your cleaner friends? Or did you maybe find some purebloods here in Allat so you could forget everybody from your hometown?”
“Vince, why are you asking me this? After what we've done, what I did for you...”
Vince voice started to rise with his temper. Did she honestly expect anything else? “Why? What you did for me? You dumped me! Without saying anything you just vanished!” Vince clenched his fists and took a deep breath to calm down. She was, after all, different now, at least in one way. “Look. I won't turn you away. You're a pokegirl now so I can understand why you came to me. But don't expect to be anything more than a pokegirl. 'Cause if I treat you like Constance, your ass is out on the streets.”
The Ticktock started trembling as her eyes started glistening with tears. Her voice cracked as she screamed at him. “YOU JERK! Why are you acting like I'm the one that cut you off!? I explained everything to you! Why I had to move, why I wouldn't be able to visit, how I felt about you. It's your fault things fell apart, not mine!”
“What the hell are you talking about?! You didn't explain anything to me, I just said that!”
“THE LETTER! The letter I wrote for you the first week I moved away! The letter I had my dad-” Constance went from screaming to biting her lip. Since neither of them were shouting at each other the entire room went silent as she looked down in thought for a moment. Her next words barely broke a whisper. “He never sent it...” Tears were running down her face now with nothing holding them back. “I don't believe it... He didn't even send it to you. He let mom move me to a whole different island, watched her toss me in that horrible school, set up all those damn dates with a bunch of men twice my age, and he couldn't even have the balls to mail you my letter.
“Vince... I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you everything, I did. It was all written down it just... It just...”
Vince flopped back down on the bed. Bitter at her for almost two years and it was just her parents getting in the way again. The worst part is he should have known that's what happened. Constance's mother hated him, she seemed to hate pretty much everyone but especially anyone with a lot of blood traits. He didn't know what to say now, but one thought did escape from his mouth. “Your parents are assholes.”
Constance walked over and sat down on the edge of the close to overloaded bed. “No, my mom's just a bitch and has my dad whipped like she's a Domina.”
“Sorry I was mad at you...” Vince's apology was muttered quickly, but considering she was at least trying to smile again he figured she had heard it. “So... what was in this letter I was supposed to get.”
“It was about that night, at the party. About what happened when you had your attack. I...” She stared into his eyes for a moment before continuing. “I was in love with you, Vince. I still wish you would have kissed me when I gave you the chance. That's why, when your tamer's disease... I didn't want you to wind up raping anyone, I know you wouldn't have wanted to. So when I figured out what was going on, before you completely lost it I took you up to my room... My friends didn't know I meant to, so they ran and got my parents. I had to stop my dad from shooting you when he caught us, it took forever to convince them it was what I wanted. That's why I wound up on the ferry that morning with mom, and he stayed behind only long enough to pack up all the important things.”
Vince was stunned. He couldn't remember anything from when he had his tamer's disease attack. He had been in the middle of a high school party, that he had not managed to rape someone was a miracle, but he had always figured it had just been some poor pet that he jumped or something. “I didn't know, Constance. I'm sorry.”
She shook her head and wiped away some of the tears from her face. “It's ok, you know now. So, who are my harem sisters? I honestly didn't expect you to have this many so soon.” She was teasing, but Vince decided he could let her get away with that considering what had just went on between the two of them.
Vince turned to his dumbstruck harem. “Well, the Combusticunt is Ava, Reshmi is the Spinnertit, Tuuli is the Flirt and the Flowergirl is Hana. She's also got a 'kit I was suckered into taking, I've named her Hanako. Girls, this is Constance, she was a friend of mine back from Mamlambo and now she's gone through threshold.”
The introduction wasn't enough to break the awkward silence of the room, and it seemed all of Vince's other pokegirls weren't too thrilled with the idea of Constance being there. Probably because she had been arguing with Vince just moments earlier. Vince shifted uncomfortably, and something poked against his leg painfully from inside his pocket. He pulled out the offending item, the case for the Honey T2 he had purchased. Constance recognized the case style and inquired about its contents. “A T2? Which one?”
Vince flipped the lid open and removed the T2, a flattened, multi-faceted, metallic piece of machinery. Nothing from its outward appearance suggested how it functioned, both sides looked the same save for a label informing the user that it was for the Honey technique and that the other side was the working end of the device. “It's for Honey, got it from a Buzz-keeper.” He turned to face Reshmi and Hana, the Flowergirl enthusiastic while the spinnertit's expression was closest to reading, 'who, me?' “Hana and Reshmi can both learn it.” He stood up off the bed and motioned for Reshmi to stand with him. The rest of his harem all stood as well to watch. “I thought it could be fun. Here, let's try it out.”
Vince almost thought Reshmi made herself go cross-eyed watching the T2 move closer to her forehead, except he really couldn't tell with her eyes being compound with nothing to indicate where she was focusing. Vince held the device against her head and Reshmi held in her breath for one stretched out moment of nothing before pondering, “Is it working? I don't feel anythi-”
The Spinnertit's body locked up, though she somehow remained standing. Vince watched her eyelids start to flutter rapidly and her body start to twitch and spasm slightly. He moved his hand away from her forehead out of surprise but the T2 stayed in place, remaining affixed to her by its own power. Then she stopped, the T2 clattered on the floor and Vince had to catch a very wobbly spinnertit. Reshmi grabbed ahold of Vince's arms with two hands and used a third to cradle her head. “Hey, Reshmi, you ok?”
“Yeah, just... dizzy. It's getting better.” She stood up on her own after a few more seconds. “I think I know how to use it now.” She stooped down to pick up the fallen T2. “Oh no... Vince, it looks broken.”
He inspected it as she handed it to him. The case was cracked almost in two, and there was a small rattling sound being emitted every time it moved. Vince pocketed the busted T2 while grumbling about cheap production. “Damn, was going to have Hana learn it too.”
The Flowergirl drew out a disappointed 'awww' before moving to stand in front of her spider-type harem sister. “Use it.” Hana demanded, then after thinking for a moment she added in, “Please?” Reshmi hesitated, stuttering out excuses about Constance being present and blushing terribly when the plant type wrapped her arms around the Spinnertit's waist, rubbing the small of her back with her hands and kissing her neck. “Use it...” She cooed before moving up to kiss Reshmi on the mouth, and Vince watched as Reshmi returned the kiss passionately. Every so often Vince could see their tongues dancing around one another as their lips briefly broke contact.
Vince couldn't help but think something was off, Reshmi always was more reserved about taming than this, but now all six of her hands were exploring the Flowergirl's body while she let Hana work at removing her clothing. The answer drifted in front of his face as he caught sight of a few glittering specs of dust passing by in a beam of light cast by the ceiling fixtures. “Hana, no dusting the entire room.” His Flowergirl broke off the kiss long enough to pout, but soon her attention was back on her harem sister as she had succeeded in freeing Reshmi of all her clothing.
Hana backed Reshmi up to the edge of the bed and then the two sat down, the Flowergirl perched overtop the Spinntertit's knees. Hana took one of Reshmi's hands in hers and guided it down the Spinnertit's body, between her thighs. Reshmi moaned into their kiss as both of them started to rub, tease, and explore her pussy with their fingers. Tuuli and Ava moved around to get in a better position to watch, and Vince and Constance both moved closer to the bed as well. Hana brought her hand up after a minute, one finger coated in a rich golden syrup. She offered the finger to Reshmi, who took the digit past her lips and sucked the honey off. “It's sweet...” she breathed out. Then she raised her hand to offer it to Hana, hers entirely covered in her own honey. Hana didn't get a chance to accept though, Ava stood up and pulled the smaller pokegirl off of Reshmi so she could take Hana's place. The Flowergirl landed with her butt on the floor, her surprised shout of protest ignored by the Combusticunt.
Ava ignored the offered hand and lowered her head to the source of the honey, first licking around the lips and then running her tongue up along the slit. Reshmi fell back onto the bed just as Tuuli moved in to join her fellow high-libido harem sister in pleasuring the spider-type 'girl. They kept sucking and licking even after all the honey had been cleaned up. Reshmi was completely lost in her own bliss, one set of hands gripping the bed sheets while another pushed both of the pokegirls going down on her closer to her opening. The last two hands she kept up on her chest, sparing the sheets some mess and smearing the honey that had been on the one hand all over her front.
Hana picked herself up off the floor, rubbing her ass tenderly. Vince almost was convinced to make Ava and Tuuli back off and let the Flowergirl go back to having her turn when instead of moving back to the threesome she went over to the window that had been cracked open to let in the evening breeze. Hana placed her hands against the wall and closed her eyes, and after a few moments strands of ivy that had been growing up the building started to creep in through the open window, spreading down the wall and across the floor. Hana opened her eyes, vindictive determination burning in them. Many of the vines began to coil around themselves, the leaves folding flat against the mass of stems. The tendril like plants began to wind themselves around the legs of the two occupied pokegirls, not tight enough to make contact but without leaving any option for escape. More and more vines snaked their way across the floor and ensnared Ava and Tuuli without the two even noticing. For a moment Vince was concerned that the Flowergirl somehow intended to payback her offending harem sisters with physical harm, until he saw the ends of coiled mass of vines bulge out, giving a few of the tentacle like plants phallic forms. Seeing that, he just smirked.
With two surprised yelps both Combusticunt and Flirt were lifted off of the Spinnertit and held helplessly in the air as the grass-cocks plunged into whatever orifice they could find. Single vines ran up and down along both of their bodies as the massed ones worked themselves in and out, harder and faster with each thrust. Soon both pokegirls were moaning and crying out their ecstasy around the vine tentacles ramming into their mouths.
Hana, smiling to herself now that she had won the battle, made her way back over to the panting Spinnertit on the bed and started to lick clean Reshmi's breasts and hands. After running her tongue over the last of the sweetness, she leaned in to kiss Reshmi on the lips one last time, sweetly telling her, “Thank you.” Hana pushed herself up to leave her harem sister to recover, but Reshmi had other plans and dragged the Flowergirl back down on top of her in a tight, six-arm embrace. The embrace lead to more kissing and the kissing was followed by far less innocent acts.
“Does she always start an orgy like this?” Constance was visibly excited watching the whole spectacle.
“It's not the first time.” Vince replied. He then grabbed Constance by the shoulders and whirled her around so her back was to the wall. It seemed like some of the lust dust had gotten to him as well. “Sucks to be left out.”
Constance looked into Vince's eyes as hers burned with lust. “Yeah.” Was the only word she managed to get out before the two of them locked lips. They two fought to get out of their clothes as fast as possible all while breaking contact contact as little as they could afford. Once they were naked enough for the act, Vince grabbed hold of both cheeks of Constance's supple ass, lifting her off the floor as she pulled herself close to him with her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. The initial thrust produced a loud thump when the ticktock's back hit the wall, the first beat of a steady rhythm. One that kept time for the chorus of his harems cries of pleasure; that would play well into the night.
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Monday February 15th, 302AS
9:51
Vince woke up when the sun was already high in the sky. Constance's naked form was draped over top of him, they had made it to the bed after their first coupling against the wall. Reshmi and Hana had rolled off in their passion, both of them were sleeping peacefully in each other's arms near the foot of the bed, and both looked to be a rather sticky mess. Ava and Tuuli were sprawled out on top of a pile of dried, wilted vines, not moving an inch after passing out from the constant molestation by the formerly animated plant life.
Vince touched Constance gently to wake her so they could get out of bed. “Constance, time to wake up. I want to get stuff done today.” The Ticktock murmured sleepily and stirred, rolling off her new master and covering her eyes with her forearm.
Vince stood up on the floor and took a moment to locate all of his gear in the mess of discarded clothing. Constance sat up on the bed and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She yawned, stretched, and then greeted Vince with a cheerful, “Tick-tock.” She paused after hearing the words she clearly didn't intend to say come out of her mouth, then giggled. “Teehee.” She started nodding her head from side to side in perfect time with her words. “Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.” She started laughing again after a few seconds, and Vince laughed with her.
“Tick-tock, tick-tock...” She still was keeping perfect time, though she had stopped using her head as a pendulum.
“Eh, it's not as cute if you keep doing it, might as well not try to talk until it wears off.” Constance's eyes only got a little big as she continued to chant her breed's name quietly, with each 'tick' separated from each 'tock' by half a second. “What? Don't tell me you can't stop.” Constance nodded her head, also timed perfectly to a second, as she continued to sound like the inner machinery of a old clock. “Ugh, taming shock... Just,” Vince paused to try to think how to solve this. “...Just try to be as quiet as you can then.” She nodded again, and lowered her volume enough so that the only indication that she was continuing her ticking was that Vince could see her mouth moving slightly. Every once in a while the feint sound of a 'tck' would reach his ears as well.
He crouched down to shake the shoulders of his Flowergirl and Spinnertit, who both got up with minimal fuss. Ava and Tuuli however were still oblivious to the world, or just not listening. Vince was about ready to shout when all of a sudden Constance sang out an extremely loud, “Bbrringa-bringa-ringa-ringa-ring!” No pokegirls were left sleeping now, and Ava and Tuuli nearly jumped out of their skin. The Ticktock clapped her hands over her mouth but was soon caught up in laughing with the three that had not been victims of her imitation of an alarm clock.
“Vince?” Reshmi came over to him while everyone was sorting out their own things from the mess on the floor. Vince looked up from his pokedex and responded with a “What's up?” She looked at him nervously, then asked, “Could I, we, be alone together for a little while? I, there's something, remember I wanted to make you...”
“Sure, you can join me in the shower. In fact...” He raised his voice so that all of his harem could hear. “Ok, we're pairing up for showers today. Reshmi's with me, Constance go with Hana, and Ava and Tuuli are together. Fifteen minutes between the two of you, so no heavy stuff in there. Get some breakfast while me and Reshmi are in first.”
Vince found himself disappointed that he chose to follow his own rule as he watched his Spinnertit towel off. They were pushing the fifteen minute limit he set as it was, and very little of that had been spent cleaning. Reshmi smiled at him when she noticed his gaze. Vince hung his towel up on the bar and started to get dressed. Reshmi folded hers neatly in half and picked up her clothes to do the same.
“Oh.” She reached into the pocket of her pants and pulled something out. “Vince. This is what I wanted to do.” She reached around his neck, tying something around it. As she stepped back, Vince looked down to see what she had made for him the previous day. It was a cord made out of shining white silk, with the front tied in a spiderweb pattern using many intricate knots. In the very center of the knots was a small black bead that looked like it was cut out of polished stone. The cord was short enough that the bead rested just under the notch between his collar bones. “My grandpa's Aarachnae always made one of these for me when we'd visit. I found an Enchantress who was willing to trade some of my silk for a preservation enchantment for it too. It was kind of embarrassing, I had to drink some Milktit milk to be able to make it all. Do you like it?”
Vince picked up the bead and turned it in his fingers, watching the light catch on the different faces of the cut. “Yeah, it's cool. Thanks.” Reshmi hugged him around the neck and pecked a kiss on his cheek. He wrapped his hands around her waist and held her still naked body against his partially clothed one. After a minute there was a knock at the door and Ava called to them from the other side. Vince sighed and relented to kissing the Spinnertit on the forehead. “Come on, let's go get breakfast.”
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Monday February 15th, 302AS
13:14
“Wow, so Hanako is four?” Reshmi looked at the Flowergirl pokekit, who had been listening to the conversations intently since they had finished up at the research station where Vince had found the lab assistant running the study on pokekit development. Besides a clinical checkup and psychic evaluation, the staff had offered to use a T2 they were developing on her, one had designed to hasten the socialization of feral born pokegirls and 'kits. Vince didn't pay much attention to their explanation, but they did say something about accelerated learning for some time after its use. “My cousin is four, and he's a lot bigger than Hanako.”
Constance shrugged her shoulders, then gestured towards Hana, most likely indicating that the fully grown Flowergirl was also rather small. She was nibbling on a sandwich, Vince and his harem were sitting around eating a light lunch, considering how late breakfast had wound up being. Eating was the only time she could stop herself from audibly keeping time during her taming shock.
“And they said Hana is way older than you too. Don't you want a pokegirl closer to your age?” Vince leveled a look at Ava. Why was it the Combusticunt's attitude seemed to be getting worse with each new 'girl he added to his harem?
“They said she's probably twenty-one, that's not 'way older' than me, and only two years older than you. So drop it.” The Combusticunt sulked a little from Vince's rebuke, but Vince was tired of her going after her harem sisters, Hana in particular.
To get the conversation back on a friendlier track, they shifted to discussing their age differences. It turned out that Vince only had one pokegirl that was actually younger than him, if you excluded Hanako. Tuuli was seventeen and a half, though it took her a while to remember her birthday since it hadn't been anything important to anyone for such a long time. Constance was a couple months older than Vince, her being born in June when he had an August birthday. Reshmi was the youngest, her sixteenth birthday was in late November. Ava was three years older than Vince at nineteen.
Vince popped the last bit of his sandwich in his mouth as all the members of his harem also were finishing up their meals. “Ok, I want to spend the rest of today training, or at least pairing you girls up to figure out how good in a fight you are. I want to beat the gym challenge here before heading out. Then we'll rake in some bounty points, resupply, and head to the next island.”
Hanako had watched and listened inquisitively during the entire conversation, instead of being distracted by flowers, insects, the wind, or any of the other countless things that could have possibly drawn her attention away normally. She perked up when Vince used her name when instructing Hana to watch after her, since the staff at the research center had advised him to leave her out as much as possible. She took her mother's hand when offered it and followed along with Vince and his harem as they made their way to an area where sparring would be permitted.
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Tuesday February 16th, 302AS
11:12
Jade Gym, Allat
“Tamer Vincent Trey Flare, your match is about to begin.” The Eva called into the lobby. Vince got up and followed her down one of the long hallways that made up the sprawling gym complex. From the training yesterday, he figured he had Ava, Tuuli, and Constance to use in the fight. Reshmi wasn't a very strong breed, he had a plan to fix that but there wasn't enough time to go through with it for today. And Hana in a fight would just be cruel with her not knowing any real attacks. Tuuli was alright, but didn't seem to take the sparring very seriously so Vince didn't know how well she would do in an actual match.
Constance was pretty good though, her mother had always been obsessed with her being the best. When she thresholded and Constance could no longer have the best education, best social circle, and best attitude for a fertile human woman, she took things in stride and started working to be sure that Constance would become the best pokegirl, hiring multiple trainers to teach her to be the best at fighting, at taming, and at filling the roles of either alpha or beta. Vince was actually surprised Constance didn't snap under the pressure on top of the trauma of thresholding. Her response was simply a shrug with an almost emotionless, “Yeah, well, when your parents are sending you to an Alakawham four times a month for therapy, you pretty much can get over anything.”
Ava also showed a lot of promise. It turns out she had spent almost all of her Sadie Poken's Day learning new techniques from other 'girls there, and she now had a very impressive arsenal for a pokegirl belonging to a starting tamer.
The Eva stopped after more doors than Vince had bothered to keep track of. “You'll be facing Hector, one of Aideen's assistants. As soon as you're ready, make your way to the designated area and the match will begin.” She did a quick curtsey and made her way back to the lobby.
The room that housed the ring was more of just three walls, there was no roof and the north side was open to a view of Allat's north bay. The door was on the south wall, and stands for observers lined the east and west. The ring looked like it was made out of one large flat slab of green stone, though Vince doubted they could find a piece like that large enough naturally. This slab had the standard league markings painted on it to show the different boundaries for the match. The gym assistant, Hector, stood ready in the tamer's square across Vince, and Vince made his way so he was standing in his.
“This is an official gym match between challenger Vincent and gym assistant Hector. The match will be decided by the best of three rounds. Rounds will be one on one, with one substitution allowed for the challenger each round.” The referee pointed to Hector with one flag, “Hector, ready?” The representative for the gym nodded. “Challenger, ready?” Vince cracked his knuckles and nodded. The ref lowered both flags almost to the floor. “Begin!”
Two pokeballs were tossed into the air. Vince lead with Tuuli, and Hector released a flying type of his own, a massive brown bird type with a bald head. Vince did a quick scan, revealing the breed to be a Cuntdor, while both girls took off into the sky. Tuuli stayed low while the cuntdor caught a thermal uprise off the stone, taking her soaring skyward.
Tuuli zipped around through the air above the ring for a while, squinting up at her airborne opponent and calling out silly taunts. “Baalldy! Aren't we supposed to be fighting, Baldy?! You need to come down here Baldy!” Tuuli tossed her hair to the side and continued looking for chinks in the bird 'girls emotional armor. The Cuntdor still just soared peacefully above the battle. Tuuli's taunting got more and more absurd, but there were still no results.
Tuuli huffed in frustration, then turned her attention to her master. She started posing provocatively for him, then looking back up at her opponent, who still made no move. “Some exciting match this is.” Vince grumbled to himself. Vince's Flirt became more and more occupied with her titillation and less with the battle at hand. She was almost to the point of breaking into a full blown strip tease when she suddenly tumbled through the air after being hit with a feather shuriken attack from above.
“Tuuli, pay attention!” Somewhat hypocritical of him, but he wasn't the one in the ring. “It doesn't look like she's coming down, try to get up there and bring her down.”
The Flirt nodded quickly, her mind completely back into the fight. “Right!” She blasted up into the air, flying as high as she could but still nowhere near the height the Cuntdor was flying at. Tuuli tried to throw a few gust attacks but they either didn't reach or didn't have any effect. Tuuli drifted back down, pouting. Vince looked across to Hector.
“Hey! Isn't this supposed to be a pokegirl battle? I don't think anything's going to happen with your 'girl way up there.” Hector didn't say anything in response, but he did make some hand signals, and the Cuntdor reacted to them, slowly spiraling downward. Tuuli watched the other flying type impatiently, and as soon as the Flirt thought she was low enough, Tuuli rocketed upwards again. She flew circles around the Cuntdor for a while, kicking up the winds around them so the Cuntdor started to wobble unsteadily in the air. Tuuli used the chance to get behind and above her opponent, blasting the massive bird type downward. The Cuntdor dropped down low before regaining control, and her massive wingspan cast an impressive shadow over both tamers as she leveled out above the ring.
The Cuntdor started to climb again, but Tuuli zipped under her to unleash a gust attack at one wing, causing the larger and slower flying type to wobble in the air again. The Cuntdor then tucked in her wings and dived at the Flirt. Tuuli stood her ground, or at least didn't back down from her place in the air, until the last second before the Cuntdor's dive attack would have hit. The Cuntdor cut her dive short though, stopping to hammer her wings down. The wall of air forced Tuuli down, almost to the floor of the ring. Just as she stopped herself from crashing, the Cuntdor finished her drop, landing feet first on Vince's Flirt. Tuuli's head bounced against the rock and then she lay unmoving. The Cuntdor just stood over her, hunched down looking at her like maybe the Flirt would be a meal. Vince recalled Tuuli as the referee awarded the first round to the gym.
Hector recalled the Cuntdor as Vince pulled Ava's ball of his belt. At least he wouldn't have to worry about the Combusticunt's head being out of the match. The ref signaled for the second round to begin. Ava stood ready as Hector's thrown ball released its occupant. Both pokegirl and tamer were shocked though when the capture beam split in two, and two nearly identical looking pokegirls took form. Both had light tan fur, with one having red patches on the ears and the other having blue. They were a Plussy and Miboobsy, two pokegirls that were so dependent on each other they weren't even considered a separate entity by the league. Which meant that Ava was engaged in a perfectly legal two on one match with the odds stacked against her.
This match up started much faster than its predecessor, with both electric pokegirls making the first move. They launched simultaneous spark attacks at Ava, and moved to flank her, one on each side. Ava turned to face one, then whirled to face the other. Vince shouted out his orders. “Ava, you watch the red one, I'll keep an eye on the one behind you.” Hearing the command, Ava locked on to the Plussy, though she kept her body sideways to both of them to minimize the area they could each target.
Neither the fire or ice were really a threat to Ava, so Vince was really only worried about the electric attacks. He had to figure out how Ava could land a solid hit though. Every time he called for her to attack one, that part of the duo would focus on evading while the other took advantage of the combusticunt dropping her guard and launch a counter from behind. After a minute of the fight going nowhere in his favor, Vince started wracking his brain for a new tactic. It wasn't until he remembered one of the new techniques Ava had said she had picked up that something came to him.
“Ava, just sit tight while I try to come up with something!” That was obviously not what Ava had wanted to hear, and her displeasure showed on her face. Vince was hoping Hector's 'girls would interpret it the same way though. Falling for his bluff, both the Plussy and Miboobsy moved in to attack at the same time. As soon as he knew they were committed to the attack, Vince bellowed his real plan, hoping Ava would react fast enough for it to work. “NAPALM!”
Flames shot out of the ground, all three pokegirls disappearing in them momentarily before the initial blast died down and the flames lowered to a less furious height. The Miboobsy fell before her attack even landed, but the Plussy's connected. Ava took the lightning kick to the jaw. The flames covering the ring flickered and died as the hit knocked Vince's Combusticunt unconscious.
Vince cussed to himself as he once again lost the round and recalled his pokegirl. Hector recalled his twin pokegirls as well. “The second round goes to Hector. Challenger Vince, do you wish to continue?” Vince didn't offer a verbal reply, he was already out of his designated area and heading back for the hallway. Just as he slammed the door behind him, he heard the ref call out, “Challenger Vince has declined to continue. The match goes to Hector!”
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Tuesday February 16th, 302AS
12:16
The gym provided a healing cycle for Vince's harem after the match, and he had just gotten the back from the attendant when Hector made his way over. “Vincent, I have to say for a first timer I'm impressed. Your bluff with the napalm was excellent. If you stick around here and train some, I'm sure you could take the badge for sure next-”
Vince shoved the gym assistant out of his way. Not hard at all, but not polite at all either. Hector stared in disbelief for a moment as Vince stormed out of the gym, then shook his head and muttered to himself about no sportsmanship.