Wednesday February 17th, 302AS
10:22
Allat, Jade Islands League
Everything was almost all packed up back at the room in the pokecenter. Vince was grumbling to himself internally about the loss at the gym. He had hoped to use the winnings to buy one last pokegirl and then spend as much time as they could out in the wilderness training and catching ferals. Now he had to decide if he wanted to still spend a lot of time training with five, well, technically four, 'girls or just go out for a week or so and push them to improve just enough to get the badge. He wasn't making much headway towards a decision though because he was mostly bitter that he couldn't go with his ideal plan. His brooding was calmed as arms wrapped around him from behind. It wasn't hard to identify who it was based on the fact that he was being held in three different places.
“I'm sorry.” Reshmi spoke softly into his back.
He freed himself from her grip to turn and face her. “What for?”
“I wasn't any use for the gym battle. I can barely outfight a Chickenlittle, I'm so worthless compared to the others.”
Vince sat down on the bed. She was right, and it wasn't just her. He had two pokegirls in his harem that he wouldn't want to enter into a fight, though he had a solution for Reshmi. “It's not your fault, you can't help that your breed has limitations. Though...” Vince motioned to his backpack, he still wasn't quite done moving everything to his new pokepack. Reshmi read the gesture correctly and retrieved it for him. “I'm glad you want to be a better fighter. I feel better about this decision that way.” He pulled a small paper bag out of the pack. Reshmi looked at him inquisitively as he pulled out the evolution stone he'd won, wrapped in lighter paper inside the bag. “Here, take your clothes off.” Reshmi obeyed, blushing slightly as goosebumps crawled across her skin.
Vince nodded to her, and she swallowed nervously and then nodded back. He pressed the stone to her chest. It glowed faintly and then encompassed his Spinnertit in a toxic green light. Ghostly threads emerged from the glow and spun around her body like a cocoon while the green light wafted upwards like a gas cloud. The ethereal cocoon expanded in size until Vince had to back away from it, and then in a brilliant flash the lights burst into tiny fragments, and from within his newly evolved pokegirl was revealed.
She wasn't immediately identifiable as Reshmi anymore, at least not from the corner of your eye or from a distance. Her hair, skin, and eye color were all different, and along with drastic changes to her body she was also a few inches taller. Where before she could rest her head under Vince's chin, now he could kiss her forehead without either of them having to bend at all. Her skin was black, from the waist up a matte black and waist down it became more glossy. Her hair had lightened considerably, it was now a shimmering beige, and her eyes had shifted from brown to a deep red. One set of arms had vanished, leaving her with only four total, and four of the breasts were gone as well. The remaining two had filled out rather impressively.
There was also the fact that waist down she now had the body of a four legged spider. The exoskeleton was mostly a glossy black, though there was a spot on the spider abdomen that was bright red. The marking wasn't quite an hourglass shape, and the same pattern was repeated overtop her bellybutton, framing her piercing nicely. She shifted around clumsily on her new legs as she twisted to see her new body. As she spun she knocked into Vince with her abdomen, sending him off balance but she quickly turned and caught him.
“It's so... different.” She looked down at her chest and noticed how squished her breasts were against Vince's body. “Oh my gosh! I have boobs again! And look,” She cupped two hands underneath them and pushed them together, “I think they're the biggest in the harem now.” She giggled delightedly and quickly spun around again, Vince having to jump back or risk getting hit again. His newly evolved Arachnae finally stopped admiring herself and sighed happily. “I, I kinda look like Grandma did.” Her expression slowly shifted to being more downcast. “I miss Grandma... and Grandpa. And my dad. I...”
Vince held her as he could see the tears welling up again. He now knew the signs of when Reshmi was about to cry, so he could start comforting her even before the crying began. “I know you do. We'll go back an visit your dad sometime, I promise.” She nodded against him, then looked up into his eyes. Suddenly she was filled with lust and grabbed him with all of her arms, making his ribs creak and pop in protest, and carried him to the bed. He was dumped unceremoniously on his back, and his clothes were torn off in a flash. For a second she was poised over him like a spider over her prey, but then she lowered herself down and fell into a rhythm of love making. Vince was rendered almost completely immobile, and when Reshmi climaxed his toughness bloodgift was put to the greatest test it had endured for a long time as she squeezed him painfully tight. She went limp on top of him, basking in the after glow with her face nuzzling the crook of his neck when suddenly she nipped him. “OW!”
Reshmi shot up, alert. “What? What happened?”
“You bit me, that's what happened.” Without the Arachnae on top of him, he tried to sit up but halfway through the motion his back decided to protest, loudly. He hunched over in pain for a few seconds before wincing and sitting upright.
Reshmi looked completely crushed, shame and worry written boldy across her face. “I'm so sorry, Vince. I just lost control, I-”
Vince reached out with one hand, stroking her cheek even though his body didn't appreciate extending his arm that far. “It's ok, you did just evolve after all. We're going to need some restraints though.” Vince suddenly wanted to smack himself, but once again his body didn't approve of the effort. “Or you could change forms.”
Reshmi closed her eyes and focused for a moment, but nothing happened. She tried again, but still with no success. After a third attempt she slumped her shoulders in defeat. “I don't know how...”
Vince started to get out of bed, but was once again stopped by his back injury. He sighed and just stayed as still as he could. “Don't worry, we'll figure something out. Right now, could you go find a NurseJoy for me?” Reshmi nodded and headed to the door, which held her up a little as her spider body was just slightly too wide until she turned herself sideways and walked out along the wall.
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Wednesday February 17th, 302AS
13:13
Allat, Jade Islands League
Since there was no way Reshmi was fitting into her pants anymore, probably not even after she could change into her taming form, Vince decided it was time to cash in his gift certificate for the clothing store. Most of his harem was excited, Ava being the least genuinely enthused and Hana just seemed caught up in the mood. As it turned out the clothes sold weren't really new, the whole place was devoted to selling second hand merchandise and the Seamstress that worked there was mostly responsible for making repairs and adjustments. Still, it was a very generous gift certificate so Vince decided that all of his 'girls could pick out at least one new outfit. They all dashed off, except for Hana who was dragged behind Tuuli. This left Vince sifting through the clothes racks with Hanako, who would duck through the hanging garments and hide, jumping out every so often and then dashing back in.
It didn't take long before Vince's attention was demanded by his harem as they found different pieces of clothing they wanted his approval for. First was Tuuli, who had picked out a rather simple white sundress that didn't seem very remarkable, until she caused the wind to billow up around her and it flared dramatically around her. Next was Constance, who actually requested his help in finding something that would match with lavender. Both he and Tuuli set to work picking out who knows how many garments, with Constance evaluating each one. This took enough time that Ava came over and dragged him away, and Tuuli took the opportunity to slink off with Hana. Ava had miraculously found a pair of shorts that were both shorter and tighter than the ones she wore currently. They were composed of so little fabric in fact, that they had to be fastened up at both sides with snaps, rather than pulled up the legs. This worked out well for the Combusticunt though, as her normal shorts every so often would become caught on the claws of her feet. Tuuli then returned, this time showing off Hana, who was wearing just one long strip of fabric wrapped around her body so it took the rough shape of a dress. Tuuli spun the Flowergirl around to show that the way she had wrapped Hana revealed a very generous portion of her lower back. To put the finishing touches on the ensemble, she herded Hanako in front of him, who was wearing a similar created garment made out of the same style of cloth, though the way it was wrapped around her was simpler and offered the 'kit more modesty. Hanako didn't look very happy with the outfit, but it also wasn't abandoned on the floor.
Reshmi was the next to reveal her selection. She was being fairly bashful about it, but the top she had found was almost completely open in the sides and back, so it would function with her battle form and when she figured out how to shift back to her taming form. The bottom piece of the outfit was similar in concept. Divided into two pieces, the front was nothing more complex than the front flap of a loincloth that fell down to knee height. Wrapped around that on the sides and back was a slightly shorter skirt that was open in the front. It was currently resting on the tops of her spider legs, but would fall down like normal once she could shift forms. After Vince's approval the Arachnae dismissed herself, mumbling quietly about a bathroom. Constance finally found what she was looking for a few minutes later. It turns out the entire time she was looking she was only looking for an outfit to match a hat she had found. It was a wide brimmed wizard hat made out of a lavender colored fabric. The edges of the brim had markings like those found on an analog clock face. A black band wrapped around the base of the conical part, with a golden watch chain starting at the side of this band and winding all the way up to the tip, where an actual golden pocket watch dangled a few centimeters down. The top she had chosen to go with this hat was a lavender colored baby-doll tee, with a soft green graphic of the lavender flowers on the front. A royal purple sash was tied around her waist, and she was wearing a pair of black workout pants with vivid purple stripes down the sides.
Since everything was now picked out the only thing left to do was round up his harem and make the purchase. The final snag arose when he found Reshmi nervously skittering in place outside the bathroom door, her body once again too wide to fit through the door. Beyond that, he couldn't see how she would be able to get herself over the toilet once she was in the room anyway. The Seamstress was also nearby, and she offered Vince an apology. “Sorry, but my master was really only thinking humans would use the restroom, so it only really works for near humans. Can she change to her taming form?”
Vince shook his head. “Looks like she's going to have to, but no. She just evolved this morning and hasn't been able to figure out how yet.” He placed a hand on Reshmi as she only became more worked up as more of her harem sisters came over to see what was going on. “Come on Reshmi, you can do this, concentrate.”
She clenched her eyes shut, opened them, shifted around, closed her eyes again, opened them, squirmed uncomfortably, and finally wailed, “I can't concentrate, I neeeed to peeee!” If his Arachnae didn't look so pitiful it could have been comical. As she stretched out the sounds in 'pee', her lower set of arms and all over her spider body seemed to dissolve into smoke that rolled inwards to her body. The skirt she had picked out fluttered down so it was resting against two completely human shaped thighs, placed on top of completely human legs. She stared at herself for half a moment, then Reshmi dashed into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. The awkward atmosphere generated an uncomfortable silence until everyone outside the door heard the sounds of running water that signaled Reshmi had concluded her business with the toilet. She stepped back out into the main part of the clothes store, her face showing pride and shame at the same time. Vince patted her on the shoulder and whispered, “We'll get this figured out soon enough, don't worry.” Reshmi hugged him in a gentle squeeze, much gentler than the one's he had endured while she was stuck in her battle form.
The delay had resulted in one additional garment being picked out. Ava had found a pair of black chaps that, combined with the shorts, left only the top half of her inner thighs revealed, but the effect just made her legs more interesting for Vince to look at as a whole. Everything totaled up exceeded the gift certificate by quite a bit. Constance assured him that she'd do her part to earn it though, so Vince payed for the rest out of his account. This meant he was pretty much broke by the time they got around to purchasing the rest of the supplies they'd need, but he was planning on having plenty more bounty points by the next time they returned to civilization.
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Wednesday February 17th, 302AS
14:41
Allat, Jade Islands League
“You know, you don't have to do this.” Vince had all but Constance recalled in their pokeballs, and the two of them were standing outside of the entrance the Allat Gym once again. Since many of the gym's staff favored the more animalistic breeds or variations of a breed, Vince figured it was one place he could stop by to get advice for a metamorphic pokegirl struggling with changing forms.
He sighed and kicked a stone off the walkway. “Yeah, but I think Reshmi really wants to get the hang of this, and this is the best idea I've got.”
Constance stayed right beside him as they made their way into the building. “So is she your favorite?” Vince gave his Tick Tock an annoyed look. “What? It just looks like you give her a lot of special treatment.”
“Yeah, well she's a threshold case and she's having a rough time.”
“So? I'm a threshold case and I'm over it.”
Vince stopped and turned to look Constance in the eye. “Yeah, but you went through threshold naturally.”
“You mean she...?” Constance started to ask but then trailed off. She moved so she was beside Vince again and wove her fingers between his. “You know, some of my friends said that you turned into some kind of hardcore badass when your traits manifested. It's good to know they were wrong and you're still a hopeless sweetheart.”
Vince pushed her with his shoulder, but didn't make any effort to free his hand. “And you still act like you're some kind of princess. You know that hat cost twice as much as anyone else's complete outfit?”
“I just wanted to support that Seamstress, it's one of her own designs. Honest.”
“Vince.” A male's voice interrupted the two. Vince turned to see who was calling to him, and glared when he recognized the gym assistant he had lost against earlier. “What brings you back here?” Vince fought with himself for nearly a minute, but finally replied.
“Need help.”
“With?”
“Somethin'.” It took long enough for Vince to continue that Hector looked like he had given up and was about to walk off. “I evolved my Spinnertit, she's having trouble changing forms.”
Hector nodded, “It happens, especially with threshold girls. The instinct's there though, she just has to reach it. Come on, I'll get us somewhere where we can work on her.”
Most of the time was spent just watching a Rapitaur belonging to Hector explain different things to Reshmi, so eventually to pass the time Hector tried to start up a conversation. “So, thinking about challenging the gym again some time?”
Vince took a few seconds to calm himself. Hector was helping him train his pokegirl, he was just trying to make small talk. He wasn't rubbing in the fact that Vince lost to him. “Not until after a while. Going to take my harem out to train and make some catches for bounty points.”
Hector nodded. “Well, if you're going to be doing some serious training, I think I'll pass you off to one of the other assistants. I spend so much time on the newbie tamers it's hard for me to give a challenge to the ones that are actually any good. You've got potential, so I doubt I'll be a challenge for you when you get back.” Hector stood up, “Well, looks like your Arachnae's got shifting down. Good luck out there, Vince.” Hector bowed, and Vince forced himself to return it.
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Thursday February 18th, 302AS
11:34
Allat Island, Jade Islands League
Running around town had taken so long that Vince had wound up waiting until the following morning to head out. Tuuli was up in the sky, and dipped down low every so ofter to chat with Ava. Constance was walking at his side again, though she seemed occupied with her own thoughts. Hana was walking a few steps behind Vince, and beside her was Reshmi, who was carrying Hanako piggy-back style in her battle form. The Flowergirl pokekit was enjoying a game where she would point at something, and Reshmi would explain to her what it was. Hanako's small hand shot out over the Arachnae's shoulder once again, and Reshmi caught what she had pointed at with one of her free hands. Fluttering inside of a cage made of fingers was some kind of insect. Reshmi looked like she was about to identify it for Hanako when instead she popped the bug into her mouth, bit down once, and swallowed. The Arachnae stopped dead in her tracks, eyes wide, and made a gagging noise. Vince stopped to see what was the matter.
“I just...” Reshmi stuck out her tongue in disgust, “I just ate a bug.”
Vince offered her his canteen, and she eagerly gulped down a few mouthfuls. “It flew into your mouth or something?”
Reshmi shook her head. “No, I caught it in my hand and... ate it.”
Vince shrugged. “I've heard of people who's ancestors lived on the Dark Continent before the Revenge War sometimes eat bugs and stuff. Not that weird.”
Reshmi didn't seem convinced. “But my family's from Hazzard and Noir.”
Ava chimed in, “I'm sure there are a lot of pokegirls that eat bugs all the time.”
Vince dropped his voice so the pokegirl ahead of them couldn't hear. “Don't worry about it, like I said it's not that weird, and you can always brush your teeth or something.”
They kept going for almost the entire day, the longest break they needed now that Reshmi no longer had the lung problems of the Spinnertit breed was for lunch. There weren't many ferals, but there usually wasn't when you were on the main path leading out of a city. Considering the only capture for the day was a Pidgy, they would probably have to break away from the paths to find anything worth a decent fight or amount of bounty points. They were all seated around the cooking fire when Constance finally broke the silence that she had been absorbed in. “Vince, who's your alpha?” Suddenly all eyes were on him.
“Alpha... um. Haven't made anyone the alpha yet.” None of his harem was very satisfied with that answer, obviously they were expecting someone to be appointed on the spot. Vince thought to himself about how he'd heard of other tamers choosing an alpha. Their first girl, their strongest girl; with either of those options it'd be Ava, most likely. What did an alpha do anyway? She managed the harem. She also spent the most time with him, taming time he figured. She did make the taming schedule after all. What went into making a taming schedule anyway? That question gave him an idea. “Well, how about this. Tomorrow, you all write up with a taming schedule you think would work. I'll decide after that.”
Constance was smiling to herself, Tuuli seemed eager for the challenge, but Ava and Reshmi both looked concerned, and Hana was tilting her head as she typically did when confused. Reshmi was the one that spoke up first, but Ava seemed to share the same concern as Reshmi did. “Vince, what are we supposed to write on? And what about your 'girls that don't know how to write.” Vince reached for his pokepack and retrieved a pad of paper and some writing pencils from it.
“Well, Azar insisted I bring these for some reason or another. Maybe she thinks I'll be a watcher.” Vince had to take a second to chuckle at his own joke. Constance and Reshmi seemed to find it somewhat funny as well, but it was lost on the rest of his harem. “As for whoever can't write...”
Ava hung her head a little, and Tuuli noticed how bothered the Combusticunt seemed to be by her illiteracy compared to everyone else. She threw her arms around her harem sister and pecked her on the cheek. “Don't worry Ava, I can remember enough writing to make a schedule. I'll help you out too!” It was one of the few times Vince could remember seeing his fire type blush, but she seemed pleased at Tuuli's offer.
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Friday February 19th, 302AS
12:59
Allat Island, Jade Islands League
The next morning was spent searching for ferals, with little success, so they returned to the same campsite for lunch. Afterwards, all of Vince's 'girls were eager to begin his challenge to become alpha, something he had never actually said would be the determining factor but they all interpreted it that way anyway. He passed out the pencils and gave each of his pokegirls a piece of paper to write on. Tuuli and Ava went off to the edge of the camp together and busied themselves with a whispered conversation. Constance asked to borrow Vince's pokedex for a minute, then quietly sat under a tree to work on her schedule. Reshmi chose to sit near the tent, but stopped working on her own when she noticed Vince hadn't given Hana her supplies. “Vince, aren't you going to let Hana try?”
Vince looked over at his Flowergirl, who didn't seem very happy as she watched her 'kit playing, like she knew she was being left out of something. “I want to, but there's no way she could do this. I don't think it would be fair to ask her to try.”
Reshmi sat down next to him. “I think she would want to try. You need to give her a chance to prove herself. Remember when I said I felt bad because I couldn't fight for you? I'm sure she feels the same way. This has got to only be making it worse.”
Vince clenched a fist. He had thought of all of this but there was no way Hana would be able to understand everything she would need to make a taming schedule, there was no way she could do well as his alpha and, “But that's ridiculous. There's no way she could fight, it's just not something her breed-”
“Hana can fight!” His Flowergirl had bolted upright, and her grasp on speech weakened from the urgency she was trying to express herself with. “Hana fought, Hana ran. Before master, I lived. Han- I... Hana...” The feralborn became too overwhelmed by her emotions and the rest of her words escaped her. She ran to Vince and threw herself into his lap. Finally, after a few minutes of soaking up comfort from him, she continued. “Please, let Hana- let me try.”
Vince was once again lost as to how to react to his Flowergirl's words. Reshmi was the one to pick up the piece of paper and pencil and hand it to Hana, who took them with trembling hands and held them tightly to her chest. Vince looked at his Arachnae. “Reshmi, you'll help her out?” Hana looked up at her harem sister with hope filled eyes, and jumped up and passionately kissed the spider type pokegirl when she nodded.
“I... ooh. Hana. We need to work on the schedule, not- Eep!” Vince saw Hana's hand vanish between the fabric of Reshmi's skirt, and couldn't help but burst out laughing as Reshmi pleaded with the Flowergirl, “Later, Hana! Later!”
With four of his 'girls paired up and the fifth working by herself, that left Vince to watch after Hanako. Fortunately, the 'kit seemed perfectly happy to stay near him, and attentively watch as Vince made lazy doodles on a spare sheet of paper. He started speaking to the 'kit. “What? You want to try to be like the big 'girls?” He handed her the pencil, and the young Flowergirl bit down on the end of the eraser. “No, Hanako!” He pulled the pencil out of her mouth and placed it in her hand then pressed the tip down to the paper. “It's a pencil. You write with it.”
Hanako watched with fascination as the movements he guided her hand with left marks on the paper. Quietly, almost so Vince couldn't even hear it, the 'kit muttered, “Rii hwih 't...”
Vince was dumbfounded for a moment, then stupidly asked the Flowergirl 'kit, “Hanako, you're talking now?”
“Tokk een ow.”
Vince let go of the 'kit's hand, and she continued to scribble and mark up the paper while mimicking the sounds she heard him make. For some reason, he felt really excited. “This is great, we can have you tell everyone about your drawing.”
“Dlaw-leen.”
“No, Hanako. Drawing. Draw.”
“Dlaw.”
“No, it's an R. Drraw. Rrrrrr.”
Hanako must have took him stretching out the R sound as a growl, and thinking he wanted to play a game, squealed and giggled and raced over to her mother. When Vince only stared at her puzzled, she made her way back over to him, leaned forward and copied the growling noise he had made. Vince got it that time, and growled and roared at her. She was off again, and soon enough his entire harem gave up on their own projects and were caught up in the game. All of them could outrun the pokekit if they wanted to, but then it wouldn't have been very fun if Hanako always lost. They kept it up until it was looking like the Flowergirl 'kit was completely tired out. Not willing to give up playtime just yet, Hanako put everything she had left into one last attempt at 'escape', and her sprint carried her so she was closer to the edge of the campsite than to any of Vince's harem.
Hana was the one who came to realize the danger of how far Hanako had strayed. “Too far...” The older Flowergirl called out in the vocalization that only held meaning between her and her 'kit, and Hanako stopped and turned towards her mother when a form exploded out of the underbrush no more than two meters from the 'kit.
Fur, fangs, and claws; all of those little details was enough for Vince to identify the feral as one of the cat breeds even as she was in mid pounce. He shouted out orders, he wouldn't even be able to remember the specifics of what he said after it was over, but it got all of his 'girls moving. Hanako let out a terrified shriek and tried to run away, but tripped as she spun around. What wound up sparing the 'kit's life was the very same undergrowth that allowed the attacking feral to stalk up on her in the first place. Branches and leaves surged around the Flowergirl child, forming a protective barrier as Hana used her powers to influence their growth. Vince got Hanako's 'kit ball off of his belt and recalled her. The first of his harem to get in range of the cat type was Reshmi, who had instantly shifted to her battle form, and her complete battle form.
The Arachnae hadn't managed to change into this particular form yet, and both she and Vince had thought the form she was in right after her evolution was her battle form. But now the glossy black exoskeleton was covering her entire body, her fingertips came to sharp points instead of nails, and her face had changed drastically. Her eyes seemed just slightly larger, and her nose flattened down and lost any real definition as a facial feature. Coming from her cheek bones just in front of her ears were two short limbs that looked like scaled down versions of her legs, Vince didn't know them as pedipalps but that's was the technical term. Between the pedipalps on the front of the face, just to the sides and obscuring her mouth were two spider fangs, raised high with all of her other limbs in a threatening display. Her spider legs picked her body up off the ground far higher than when she stood idly, her human arms spread wide and brought up so she could easily catch the feral if Reshmi chose to lunge.
The feral, who had been hoping to catch an easy meal and not get caught up in fight with another dangerous pokegirl, held her ground for not even ten seconds before cowering down and dashing back out into the trees. Reshmi looked ready to give chase when Vince called her off. All of his pokegirls closed in around him, and he let Hanako back out of her ball in the middle of all of them. The 'kit threw herself into the arms of her mother, but one little hand gripped the fabric of Vince's pants tightly and tried to pull him closer too. He knelt down and embraced both of the Flowergirls together, and held onto them for a long time.
Everyone was finally able to calm down, and it looked like the cat type didn't have any intention of returning for a second attempt, so Vince's harem dropped their guard a little. Vince made his way over to Reshmi, who was still in her complete battle form. He slowly reached out and lifted one of the fangs up with his finger. “These are...” Reshmi watched him intently, not moving a muscle, “Wow. They're not very sexy at all but damn, they're impressive.” The muscly appendage that the fangs sat on were almost the thickness of Reshmi's wrists, and long enough that when she held them against her face, they covered from under her nose to just above her chin. The actual fangs themselves were two glistening black tubes that came to needle points, both about as long as half the length of Vince's pinky finger. Vince let the fang he had been inspecting down, and cupped Reshmi's cheek in the same hand. He felt about equal parts adoration and disturbed as one of the pedipalps moved to caress his forearm. “You're not stuck again, are you?” Reshmi shook her head, and the spider mouthparts and natural armor on the upper body melted away. Constance was picking up the papers everyone had been working on; they had become scattered during the excitement. Vince made his way back to the rest of his harem. “Ok, everyone gets another day to work on the schedules.” He pulled out Hana and Hanako's balls to recall them. “Right now I think it's time to go out feral hunting again.”
The hunt for the cat type went until a few hours after they would have all liked dinner, and it was looking like the feral would completely avoid repercussions for her attack. She must have thought she was luckier or craftier than she was though, because as they made their way back to camp, she was spotted creeping in the shadows. Ganging up four on one probably didn't do much for training his harem, but pummeling the Pumara (and watching her get pummeled) did make them all feel better.