Chapter 7
Part 1
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"..." Speech
'...' Thoughts
The morning was not going at all the way Miko had planned. She had risen early as usual, and made her way down to the kitchen just as April had started to lay out the morning meal. Neither girl had greeted the other with more than an acknowledging nod, and the silence was filled with only the clinking, thumping, and scrapping of the various dishes, plates, glasses, and silver wear that the kitchen mistress spread about the table. Miko spent the time idly toying with her pendent, something that seemed to annoy April.
It was certainly childish, but the aquatic pokegirl did get a fair amount of amusement from proudly displaying the three gems, her three times with Tobias. Some of the girls had tried to argue she should only have two, that she'd only been with the master twice, and she had been more than happy to point out that her first time with him had included two separate encounters by the way the rules had been laid out. She'd earned her two white gems that night, and while the red one didn't carry as much weight to it, it still put her number up above anyone else.
Once breakfast was completely laid out, Miko knew from past experience that April wouldn't let anyone start in before everything was on the table, she grabbed up a tray, a pair of plates and two glasses, and begin to load up. She had plans for this morning, plans that would hopefully earn her a fourth gem to add to her growing collection. Giving the kitchen mistress a sharp smile as she left with her heavily loaded tray, Miko had to resist the urge to skip and hum out the kitchen. No reason to tempt April into finding some excuse to exercise her authority.
The trip upstairs was uneventful, which suited Miko just fine. It was too early for most of the girls to be up, which was good as it wouldn't take a genius to guess what the blue skinned pokegirl was up to, and she didn't want anyone trying to wiggle their way in on her scheme. While a small part of it was based on a tiny, childish desire to maintain her lead in tamings, mostly she just wanted Tobias all to herself. She much rather preferred one on one encounters.
Sneaking passed Keri's room to the door leading to the top floor was a nervous time. Miko had no idea how early the head mistress rose in the morning, but she did know the warcat had very keen hearing. Either Keri had still been sound asleep or her numerous midnight raids on the fridge had honed her skills of stealth enough though, for Miko had managed to slip in the door and up the stairs without notice.
The final hurdle came at the top of the stairs, as she hesitantly tried the door there, and let out a sigh of relief at finding it unlocked. Smiling broadly to herself, she snuck onto the top floor, closing the door silently behind her. After a moment's consideration, she set the tray down and quickly discarded her clothing. Picking the food back up, she walked boldly into the master's bedroom...
And froze in midstride at the sight of the last person she expected to find in Tobias's bed. While Miko had known there was a chance he had not spent the night alone, she had been hopeful. Tobias had spent all of yesterday gently but firmly fending off advances from what had seemed to be the entire household. Miko had been rather hopeful that he had gone to bed alone, but even if he hadn't, she had not been ready to give up, even if she had to share him this time.
She had not been ready however to find Shayla staring back at her, the Naga's bright red eyes glittering with amusement from where she lay snuggled against the still sleeping Tobias, her coils wrapped about him being the only cover for his modesty. Had it been anyone, anyone else, Miko would have forced a smile and walked right in. Shayla though...Miko suddenly felt the memory of the snakegirl's coils wound about her, squeezing, crushing, no air in her lungs. Seeing Tobias wrapped up like she had been sent a chill through the pokegirl, and she almost dropped the tray in surprise as she found her hands shaking.
The rattling of the dishes caused Tobias to stir, and Miko forced herself to hold still, willing her hands steady. He yawned, stretching as he started to sit up, only to be brought short in his efforts by the thick coils of scaled tail wrapped about him. His eyes popped open, and Tobias offered Shayla a smile that made Miko want to groan in frustration.
The smile the naga offered back however, made Miko's jaw drop open. Shayla's smile, her eyes, her entire face took on a look that was completely sweet, utterly innocent, and totally devoid of anything resembling thought. It was a look that made Miko want to throw the tray at the snakegirl, the complete nerve of her! She had tricked Tobias, fooled the master of the house into thinking the creepy, probably insane pokegirl was some bubbly airhead, and had done so in order to slither her slimy way into his bed! Miko actually choked on her own rage when she opened her mouth to protest, managing only to sputter in the light of such a farce.
Her inarticulate noises brought Tobias's attention around to her. Perhaps if he had not just woken up, perhaps if he had not been famished and the tray she held not full of food, perhaps if she had not been stark naked for his approval, Tobias might have noticed the outraged look on the blue skinned pokegirl's face. As it was he missed it entirely, and Shayla didn't give him time to correct the oversight. The snakegirl nearly launched herself off the bed, and came close to launching Tobias in the process as her tail was still wrapped around him several times.
“Sonofa!" Tobias yelled as he went spinning across the bed as the coils around him were pulled away rapidly.
“Miko!" Shayla exclaimed brightly, rushing forward to embrace the startled pokegirl in a crushing hug. The tray toppled from her fingers, saved at the last second as both girl's tails whipped around to catch it. “Be happy," Shayla suddenly whispered darkly in Miko's ear as she pulled back and gave the blue skinned girl a gleeful smile.
“What in the hell are you..." Miko started, but Shayla cut her off with a burning glare.
“Happy," the snakegirl mouthed at her, and Miko found the corner's of her mouth raise up of their own accord.
“Shayla...how good to see you...here," Miko said with poorly faked enthusiasm.
“Dammit Shayla, I'm not a top," Tobias muttered from the bed as he managed to sit upright, swaying slightly from his sudden, dizzying trip.
“Oops, sorry master," Shayla said, and blushed. Shayla! Blushing! Miko could only stare in open mouthed wonder. " Are you alright?"
" A little dizzy, but okay," Tobias replied, stumbling a bit as he slid off the bed. " Morning Miko."
" Good morning master," Miko answered, trying to decide whether or not to drop the stupid false smile from her face. Whatever Shayla hoped to accomplish with this charade, it could not be allowed to continue. The promise inherent in the look the naga had given her though, well surely she wouldn't dare try anything right here in front of Tobias. Glancing over at Shayla, Miko felt her throat close up around her words. The snakegirl was displaying that brain dead smile again, but her eyes were on Miko, and there was nothing friendly or airheaded about them. Her gaze snapped over to Tobias then, and her eyes emptied of all thought. Miko decided that exposing Shayla for a fraud could wait.
Keri awoke to a dull throbbing pain at the base of her skull, the slow, steady rhythm of the headache sending the room spinning around her. Sitting up was an effort that made her stomach churn unpleasantly, swinging between wanting to be violently ill and merely being unsettling. Her thoughts came to her in scattered bursts as she tried to recall why she would be feeling so awful.
After several blank minded moments she just gave up and crawled out of bed, staggering her way to the shower. The flow of cool water over her helped a bit with the headache, but her stomach and thought process got no better. She actually had to check with her calendar to learn whether or not it was a working day for her, something she had not been forced to do for...well for longer then she could readily recall anyway.
Thankfully she had the day off to enjoy her misery, though what to do with it was beyond her current ability to determine. Hoping that maybe a bit of food might settle her stomach, one way or the other, she slipped back into her sleepwear, not feeling up to looking through her closet at the moment.
Slipping out her door in only a tank top and panties, Keri was halfway up the stairs to Tobias's room before she remembered she had been trying to head down to the kitchen. She was still working through the process of getting herself turned back around when a sudden surge of understanding went through her, and she realized what was wrong with her.
Bringing the date from the calendar back to the forefront of her mind, Keri rather grimly counted back the days to her last taming. She lost track once she reached the double digits, but she didn't need the exact number. Realizing she was on the leading edge of feralism sent a chill through her, and she climbed the next couple steps without conscious thought.
“No," Keri spoke the word aloud to herself, trying to keep her mind focused. She wasn't in any immediate danger of losing control of herself; she had a day or two still at least, maybe even three or four before she would turn fully feral. With that in mind, she was not about to go barging into Tobias's room demanding a taming, especially not as she was. Keri was far from vain, but she certainly wasn't about to present herself before the master in sleep worn and wrinkled clothing, her hair still half wet and drying in frazzled curls. Not vain, but she did have her pride to consider.
Her body however clearly did not care, as she found herself at the top of the stairs with her hand on the doorknob when she returned her attention outward again. Jerking her hand back as if burned, Keri forced herself to turn around and start down the stairs. She didn't even make it two steps though before her nose caught a scent that brought her up short.
A shiver ran down her spine as the thick, musky odor filled her head. She instantly recognized the smell of sex, and her body was already responding to it strongly, urging her back up the stairs. It so swarmed her senses that it took her several long seconds to even sort out the individual scents.
Tobias's was the most obvious, and the most attractive. It snared her attention, flaming a burning desire inside her that screamed to be satisfied. Just behind it came a second blow to her self restraint as Miko's scent came fully to her attention. The tempting little pokegirl was clearly relentless in her pursuit of the master's attention, and knowing that the two of them were busy indulging each other just some dozen or so feet from her made Keri weak in the knees. Surely they wouldn't mind a bit of company...
Her mind was so preoccupied spinning tantalizing fantasies to tempt her that Keri nearly missed the presence of the third scent. When it finally made itself known to her, Keri's mind snapped into a moment of crystal clear focus. Shayla, with Tobias and Miko? Shayla, with the master before herself?
Keri quickly pulled away from those thoughts. Jealousy had no business in this household; everyone had a right to spend some time in the master's bed...but Shayla? It just didn't seem fair, the girl was so, distant, and odd. What could she have possibly done to get Tobias's attention, so much that he'd invite her into his room?
Keri found herself questioning her belief that Tobias had any interest in her. He'd said as much, and his scent had seemed to confirm it, but if he ranked Shayla higher on his list then herself...
“No, stop that," Keri shook her head, ignoring the pain that flared from the motion. Who got tamed before who was no indication of preference, or at least no guarantee of it? It was just a matter of opportunity; that was all. Shayla had just been in the right place at the right time, whether intentionally or accidentally. Keri was not about to lower herself to trying to compete with the girl...but still, she was the head mistress, alpha of the household as it was. It just didn't seem right for the master to be ignoring her like he was.
“He’s not ignoring you!" Keri snarled at herself, clapping a hand over her mouth as the words echoed back to her in the closed space of the stairwell. She was definitely losing her senses, yelling at herself out loud.
With a supreme effort of will, Keri made herself head down the stairs. Her body wailed at her with each step as she drew further and further away from where she really wanted to be, but she ignored it. She had all day, or even tomorrow if needed, and perhaps a day or two more after that if things got desperate. She would be patient, and she would wait for the opportunity to present itself. When it did though, she wouldn't hesitate in the slightest to pounce on it.
Miko was finding herself, reluctantly, revising several assumptions about Shayla, assumptions based largely on unflattering rumors she would often hear after the snakegirl would leave a room. She had only recently given any credit to the rumors, mostly out of spite from her last encounter with Shayla, but now she was being forced to admit to herself that most of what she 'knew' about the snakegirl was simply untrue.
The idea that the naga was dim witted and slow was clearly false. Crazy, probably, odd, definitely, but stupid, hardly. Shayla had rather expertly played both her and Tobias through the breakfast they had shared spread out on the master bed. The snakegirl had not only played the bubbly, friendly, airheaded roll well enough to completely wrap Tobias around her little finger, she had actually made Miko come close to believing it, even though she knew better. Indeed, Miko found herself actually enjoying talking with this version of the naga. The girl definitely had a silver tongue when she put it to use.
Shayla was currently putting her tongue to another, even more skilled use, and was quickly reducing Miko's ability to think about how she felt about the naga, or to think at all. She was dimly aware of Tobias sitting in rapt attention just a foot away, but mostly all Miko was aware of was the long, powerful tongue pressing deep inside her.
The whole thing had started off so innocently, a simple accident, or so it seemed. A slip on Shayla's part had dropped a tid bit of fruit upon Miko's thigh. Without seeming thought, the naga had snatched up the renegade piece and tried to wipe away the slight puddle of juice left behind. Of course all she had managed to do was spread it more, leaving a sticky smear on the aquatic pokegirl's azure skin.
Tobias had been in the middle of suggesting a damp hand towel from the bathroom when Shayla had just bent over and proceeded to lick the offending juice right off, sending a chill through Miko and causing Tobias's attention to snap right out of the bathroom and focus entirely on what was in front of him. The self satisfied smile Shayla had flashed them was so innocent that even Miko had felt the semi-erotic maneuver had been entirely just to take care of the mess.
It might have stopped at that, if Tobias had not mildly suggested that Shayla seemed to have missed a spot a bit higher up Miko's thigh. It had gone downhill quickly from there, and before she knew it Miko found herself on her back with her legs wrapped around Shayla's head as the naga sent a fire racing through her body.
Miko found herself both praising and cursing her pokegirl biology. On the one hand, after the scare she'd received in Shayla's coils just the other day, Miko rather wanted to dislike her. On the other hand, what the snakegirl was doing to her now felt absolutely amazing and her body was strongly urging her to stop trying to hate the naga and just enjoy herself.
Turning her head, she looked over at Tobias, and she quickly made up her mind. One look at the intense interest he was giving them, giving her, was enough to overwrite any objections she might have had about submitting to Shayla's attention. She gave in, letting her body indulge itself, allowing herself to fully enjoy the expert tongue strokes that were already about to send her over the edge.
It was Tobias's light touch, a simple caress of his finger across her rock hard nipple that set her off. Whether Shayla had her so wound up that the littlest extra sensation was all that had been needed, or because it had been her master's touch, Miko neither knew nor cared. All she knew was that her body almost literally exploded with pleasure, the intense burst of physical joy turning into a rolling wave of ecstasy as Shayla's oral ministrations kept the sensation going.
Miko's vocal outburst matched the burst of pleasure inside her, and she rather startled Tobias by the sudden fierceness of it, not that she noticed. She did notice the lack of sensation from her chest though as he jerked his hand away in surprise, and she solved this by the simple method of grabbing his hand in hers and mashing his palm against her breast as the orgasm continued to wash over her.
Even as she wound down in a gasping series of shuddering moans, Miko could feel a tingle of pleasure running through her that stretched the tail end of her orgasm out for several wondrous minutes, leaving her completely incoherent. She finally regained her senses to the deep, gasping breaths that told of someone else thoroughly enjoying them self, and her eyes opened to reveal Shayla was more than happy to keep seeing to the needs of others before her own.
Miko had thought her own oral talents to be decent enough, maybe not anything stellar but above average at least. Now though, she felt like a total armature as she watched Shayla effortlessly take the entire length of Tobias's manhood right down her throat as if she didn't even have a gag reflex. Her mouth closed snuggly around his shaft as she buried her face in his pelvis and swallowed, her throat bulging slightly in front as the muscles rippled over the deeply trapped tip of her master's cock. The naga swallowed again, and again, each time pulling an increasingly tense groan from Tobias as he tried to hold out against the incredible sensation.
The unending deep throat blowjob quickly and mercilessly beat down his self control though, and after a mere handful of seconds and a half dozen squeezing swallows Tobias was done. Obviously sensing the oncoming release, Shayla pulled back just in time to take her master's load right in the face, one hand stroking his throbbing manhood to coax every drop she could out of him, the other working to catch any errant drops and smear them across her chest.
Miko surprised herself again as she crawled over to the snakegirl and eagerly began to clean her with her tongue, running long, rather messy licks across Shayla's newly flavored flesh. The snakegirl caught her in a few kisses as the opportunity arose, her tongue probing Miko's mouth for her share of the taste. They broke apart from a final long and lingering lip lock to find Tobias staring at them eagerly.
Finding herself enjoying giving the show as much as her master was watching it, Miko gently but firmly pushed Shayla down on her back, feeling suddenly bold under his gaze. A quick kiss on the lips and then she was moving down the naga's neck and across her chest. Pulling a nipple into her mouth, Miko bit down and absolutely adored the hiss she got in return as her sharp teeth came just shy of breaking the skin. She quickly let up the pressure and rolled her tongue across the now extra sensitive flesh to a delightful gasp.
While she lavished attention on Shayla's breasts with her mouth, her hand was busy drifting south, running across flesh and scale to a spot just a few inches below where the naga's human torso joined with her snake tail. While Shayla had been one of the last pokegirl's Miko had ever expected to be in bed with, the novelty of having a partner as unique as a snakegirl had prompted her into doing a bit of research when Shayla had first shown up.
Chapter 7
Part 2
Miko's probing fingers soon found the seam she was looking for, and she gently parted the naga's scales to slide inside her. Shayla shuddered, and the tip of her tail thrashed and twitched as Miko pressed into her, and for an instant she lost control of her carefully controlled features, the vapid airhead persona dropping from her face. For just a second her eyes blazed with intense lust and hunger, her mouth parting open as her fangs, true serpentine fangs, not merely enlarged canines but long, hollow, needle like fangs, swung down from the back of her mouth.
Her body was screaming at her, deep rooted desires welling up within. Miko's taste, her scent, both one and the same to the naga's unique senses, still sat heavy and thick on her tongue, and the naga's predatory instincts tried to kick in. It was always a challenge for her, to keep her lust and her hunger separate. Shayla didn't know if it was something from her or from her pokegirl makeup, but it was always there, the delightful yet terrifying desire to actually devour her partners. Slaking that desire by pleasing her partners orally often helped, but in Miko's case it had only inflamed it.
It would be so easy; the little blue treat was already in prime position. She could have her tail around the pokegirl before the other could even react, then a quick bite and let her venom do its job. Miko would be paralyzed in seconds, and then she could take her time at it. She would start with her legs, taking one and then the other cute foot into her mouth, her jaws unhinging to allow her to begin working her way slowly up the aquatic girl's lovely blue body bit by bit. Miko's lush hips and tail might cause a bit of difficulty to get around, but time and effort would see them down, and then Shayla would get to her torso. She would be able to feel the pokegirl breathing inside her as she swallowed her chest down, leaving her head for last, so she could see that final look of terror in her eyes before...
Shayla snapped herself out of the day dream with a gasp that had nothing to do with the way Miko's fingers were dancing inside her. That one had been too real, too tempting. The thought was often there, but the fantasy rarely played out, and never so strongly. Shayla suddenly felt ill, and it was only Tobias's presence, something her lust addle mind had left out of her vision, that kept her from making a dash for the bathroom. Instead she swallowed deeply, put her airhead persona back on her face, and did her best to try and enjoy Miko without arousing her darker desires.
Miko came close to panic when Shayla's tail suddenly whipped up and around her, but the loose hold the naga's coils took on her helped her beat her nerves down. It also helped that she was completely inflamed with lust, Shayla's earlier attention having only ignited her passion, and Tobias's watchful eyes kept that flame burning hot.
Miko had never been so turned on by so little a thing, but simply knowing that her master, such a delightful word in her mind, was watching her, was aroused by her, made the pokegirl weak in the knees. With him watching, even having Shayla's coils around her took on a new light, the slight squeezing of the naga's powerful tail seeming more like a comforting hug then the crushing embrace it had been before.
When she felt the bed shift, felt a warm hand laid on her smooth rump, Miko nearly came right there. The feeling of the tip of Tobias's cock probing her wet folds for entrance seized her body tight, and she cried out in pure delight as he slid into her. Her own tail wrapped fast around his waist, urging her master to take her, to use her body to sate his own desires.
The next few minutes were a pleasure filled daze in which Miko knew little more than the wonderful feel of her master plunging deep into her over and over again, the pleasant embrace of Shayla's coils, and the enticing sounds of the naga as she continued to finger fuck the snakegirl.
The burst of warmth inside her that signaled Tobias's release set Miko off for what might have been the fourth or fifth time, her attention not really on counting her orgasms so much as just enjoying them. Her screams drowned out his own vocal announcement of pleasure, and Shayla's ragged gasps were all both heard once Miko began to wind down.
Gently nudging her aside, unwinding the naga's tail from around the aquatic pokegirl as he did, Tobias half bent, half lifted Shayla's hips to his mouth. The snakegirl shuddered, her body going ridged and shaking like a young sapling in the wind. Her breaths went shallow and rapid, her eyes squeezing tightly shut as she came, a long hissing whine issuing from between clenched teeth.
All three of them flopped somewhat ungracefully on the bed, laying where and however they ended up upon landing. The air was thick and musky and the sheets were a damp, tangled mess. It was several minutes before anyone did anything other than lay unmoving and wait for their breathing to slow. Finally though, Tobias managed to pull himself up to the head of the bed, resting back against the headboard.
Miko quickly tried to follow him; her shaking limbs reducing her to a wavering crawl until she could plop herself down by his side and cuddle up against him. Shayla on the other hand managed to recover some grace, pulling her tail up under her and simply sliding over to them. Rather than take her place at his other side though, the naga laid down across his leg, her hand reaching out to grab hold of his deflating but still swollen member and casually pop it into her mouth.
Miko felt Tobias tense slightly, and watched with amazement as Shayla slowly but eagerly slid her master's length in and out of her mouth. The naga seemed to be performing on automatic, her body lying limp and relaxed and her eyes closed as if about to drift asleep, even as she worked over Tobias's cock. It was almost like watching a young girl falling asleep sucking on her thumb, and Miko began to wonder just how in the hell she was going to maintain her lead in the tamings with such relentless competition.
A gentle knocking at the door made Sara half open her eyes, her ears twitching at the sudden noise. Next to her, Aras rolled over in the bed, dragging a pillow over her head.
“Get the door Sara," the triplet's voice came muffled out from under the pillow. On the other side of the bed, her sister yawned but made no move to get up.
“Don’t wanna, make Raas get it."
There was another gentle knock, and then the murmured sound of voices on the other side of the door.
“Raas..."
" No..."
" Raas..."
“I said noooo..."
The third knock was not gentle in the slightest, but a booming series of blows that set their door rattling on its hinges.
“Ah dammit," Sara muttered, rolling out of bed. She immediately tripped over the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed, and again over the tray and plates that had been last night's dinner. “Ow, fuck!" she cursed as she banged a shin on the coffee table, spilling several of the books piled high all over it. The light suddenly came on in the room, blinding her for a moment until her eyes adjusted.
“Are you going to get the door, or are you going to keep making a mess?" Aras ask, shielding her own eyes from the lamp she had turned on with her pillow.
" You want to get your ass out of bed and answer the door?" Sara shot back, stepping around a knocked over chair and almost slipping in a puddle of something wet on the floor. " Dammit Raas, your stupid frog is loose again!" she called over her shoulder, wiping the water, at least what she hoped was water, off her bare foot with an only slightly used napkin.
" Mr. Croaky?" Raas sat up quickly. " But I shut the lid on his tank, I know I did!"
" Whatever, just find him before he pisses in the bed again." Finally reaching the door, Sara yanked it open.
" You three still sleeping?" Shayla demanded.
" Well we were, until you decided to grace us with your ever wonderful presence," Sara replied sarcastically, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. " What time is it?"
" Almost two in the afternoon," Miko told the catgirl, looking somewhat warily passed her at the disastrous mess that was the triplet's room.
" Gah, I hope you have a good reason for waking us up this early," Aras commented as she dug through the clothes near the bed for something to wear.
" Mr. Croaky?" Raas called out in a sweet, sing song voice as she peered under the bed. " Where are you?"
" Uh, we just needed to get Shayla a pendent, and I need another gem." Miko said slowly, watching Raas half crawl under the bed in search of her frog.
" Fuck Miko, let someone else have a go at him would you?" Sara exclaimed.
" Hey, you want him, go get him," Miko countered.
" Just not right now," Shayla put in softly, giving the triplet a smirk. " I don't think he'd be much good for you at the moment."
" Fah..." With a disgusted sigh, Sara waved the other two pokegirls in, closing the door behind them. " Aras..."
" Yeah yeah, I got it," her sister replied, pulling a large, flat box out from under the books that had fallen on it when Sara had hit the table. " Alright, what do you need?" she asked as she pried the lid off.
" Another white one please," Miko said, not really bothering to keep the pride out of her voice.
" Here," Aras muttered a bit grumpily, tossing the glass bead to her. " What about you?" she asked Shayla. " You know the rules right?"
Shayla nodded, and said without any apparent feelings one way or the other, " I need five white gems." There was a sudden clattering as Miko dropped her pendent in the middle of opening it, and her gems went scattering over the floor. From under the bed came a loud thud and a curse as Raas hit her head. The other two triplets just stared at the snakegirl.
"....how many?" Sara finally asked.
" Five. Three for last night and two for this morning," Shayla answered calmly.
" Bullshit," Aras replied.
" Would you like me to go ask him to confirm it?" the naga asked coolly.
" You...five...you..." Miko stammered, looking ready to throw something at her.
" Aw Miko, why so mad?" Shayla whined in her sweet voice. " I thought we were becoming friends..."
" Oh stop that," the blue skinned pokegirl growled. " You may have Tobias buying that crap, but the rest of us know better." She turned to Aras. " Give her the stupid gems, she's not going to be getting any more once Tobias learns what a fraud she is."
" Oooo, you gunna tell on me?" Shayla asked, the honey in her voice suddenly mixing with acid.
" I won't have to," Miko replied, her tone a bit cautious. " As soon as Keri sees you acting this way, she'll smack that stupid dumb look right off your face."
" We'll see," Shayla said with a shrug, accepting the pendent and gems that Aras held out to her. " See you around, fishy." Opening the door, the naga slithered her way out.
" I'm beginning to understand why no one likes her," Miko commented, gathering up her gems.
" Mr. Croaky!" Raas exclaimed, knocking Miko over and scattering her gems again as the catgirl leapt for the still open door, through which a small, green, four legged amphibian had just made a mad dash out of.
" I really don't care for that stupid frog either," Sara remarked as she watched her sister trying to chase down her elusive pet. " I'm hungry, either of you want to come along?"
" Sure, I'm hungry too," Aras answered. " Miko?"
"Yeah, why not?" the aquatic pokegirl sighed as she once again gathered up her collection. Slipping the gems back into her pendent, somehow she just didn't feel as elated about the beads as she once had.
" Raas, we're going to lunch. Dump the frog in his tank and hurry up," Sara called after her sister.
" And put something heavy on the lid this time," Aras added.
" Good afternoon Keri." The warm, masculine voice cut through the general daze the head mistress had been trudging through her day in. It also surprised the hell out of her.
" Mast...Tob...ah, afternoon," Keri replied in a startled voice, looking up from her plate. She had been so busy poking at her lunch with a fork she hadn't even noticed Tobias's presence in the dining room. That she could have missed it, the slight tension that filled a room whenever he entered, as all the girls shifted their attention to him, made her consider that she might be farther along then she thought. Not only that, but the way he had her suddenly flustered...
" You feeling alright?" Tobias asked, sliding into the seat across from her.
" Fine, I am...fine," Keri answered, fishing her fork out of the middle of the puddle of gravy she had dropped it in. " No actually...I am not."
" What's wrong?"
" I am, regressing," she told him. " I am going feral," she added when he continued to stare at her in obvious confusion.
" You...uh, how...how long...?" Tobias asked in a tight voice.
" I am unsure." When Tobias shifted back in his seat, Keri finally noticed the nervousness creeping onto the young man's face. " Not any time immediately though," she put in quickly. " I am in the first stages of regression, headaches, queasiness, trouble thinking. You do not really need to worry until I have a problem forming complete sentences."
" I think I'd rather not let you get that far along," Tobias said, managing a small smile. Keri found herself not only smiling back, a deep rumble started to build up in her chest before she got a hold of herself. She was definitely further along then she had thought, if even that tiny hint of getting tamed by Tobias had sent her purring.
" Well, if you are not doing anything," Keri replied, leaving the suggestion hanging tantalizingly.
" Ah, uh..." Tobias flushed slightly as he stumbled over his words. " I'm...I'm kind of...spent at the moment."
" Oh," Keri muttered, the smile dropping from her face with a deep sigh. "I...understand."
" Sorry, I...look, how about tonight? We'll get some dinner, take it back to my room, and I can show you some of my Wreckball pictures like I said I would. And then we can, you know..."
"Why master, that rather sounds like you are trying to ask me out on a date," Keri said playfully, and this time she couldn't have stopped herself purring if she had wanted to.
"Well, yeah kind of I guess. Can't say I'm really asking you out if we're just going to my room but..." Keri cut him off by laying her hand over his.
"I'd love to," she told him, doing her best to fight down the urge to leap over the table at him. Her body was screaming for his touch enough because of her condition, having him ask her out, as it was, having him want to make their first time together something more than just sex, was enough to send her heart racing. A night in his room looking through Wreckball photos was far from the most romantic gesture ever made in the world, but it was still more than most pokegirls could claim to have been offered.
The warm, fuzzy feelings running through the head mistress's head were only slightly dampened when Tobias's gaze flicked over her shoulder, and he waved to someone behind her. Turning in her seat to look, Keri felt her elation drop another notch as she caught sight of Shayla, and then evaporate entirely when she noticed the idiotic smile plastered across the naga's face. A quick glance back at Tobias gave she a near mirror image of that grin, and her gut clenched.
Keri did her best to convince herself she was only annoyed because she was going feral, and it was bringing out her competitive instincts. In the wild, sharing was close to suicide, when every day was a fight for survival. Being feral, there was no way to know when the next meal might be, whether there would be a need for shelter from the weather. She might have spent most of her life tame, but Keri still recalled her feral years well, and as much as she wanted to blame her feelings on her regression, she knew that wasn't the case
The simple truth was, she didn't like Shayla, and it irked her to know that Tobias did, something made obvious by the goofy grin on his face. As the naga came closer, it became painfully clear just why he was suddenly smitten with her, the new pendent around her neck displaying a small cross of five gems, five! Shayla had gone from being just one more in the crowd to the front of the pack literally over night!
Keri wasn't the only one to notice the snakegirl's new decoration, and a sudden flurry of chatter ran through the dining room. Coming right behind the noise was a wave of mixed scents that made the head mistress wrinkle her nose. There was a fair bit of jealousy floating in the air, mixed with equal parts surprise and disbelief. Shayla was certainly one of the less popular girls in the house, and few of the pokegirls in the room were taking it well that she had managed to get so much of the master's attention. The acrid odor of the general disapproval matched Keri's feelings, as did the undertone of sour helplessness. Tobias was, after all, the master of the house, and not even the head mistress would dare to comment on his choice of who he tamed.
So despite her feelings on the subject, Keri just bit her lip and kept quiet as Shayla made her way over and took a seat right next to Tobias, far closer then Keri would have liked. Shaking her head slightly, she reminded herself again that it wasn't her place to approve or disapprove of Tobias's partners.
However when Shayla opened her mouth and began to utter words that were not hers in a voice that was a complete mockery of the naga's real personality, Keri could in no possible way restrain herself.
" What the hell are you doing?" the head mistress demanded, cutting Shayla's mindless tirade off mid sentence. It was a rather close call to say who looked more shocked, the naga or Tobias, and Keri had to admit that the snakegirl was a better actress then she would have believed. Only Shayla's eyes gave away anything, and what nervousness did shine through the mask she wore was so minor even Keri barely saw it.
" I...wh-what do y-you, I-I w-was just..." Shayla stammered as she shied back from the head mistress, taking on a posture of fearful helplessness, her head lowered, shoulders hunched. She looked so meek, so defenseless, that Keri almost couldn't blame Tobias when he put an arm around her and shot the head mistress a look of confusion mixed with budding anger, almost.
" Keri, that was uncalled for," he said, and even the slight administration in his voice cut into her like a knife. His words brought an immediate apology racing up from her lungs, only to be halted just behind her lips. Even unbonded, she felt an overwhelming urge to submit to the young man, because she wanted him to bond her, wanted to regain that oh so tantalizing connection with another being, that she unconsciously behaved as if they already were.
Keri was, for a feral born pokegirl, almost perfectly conditioned. She had been quick to pick up and adapt to the various details of her new life after being caught, learning to how to speak and how to behave, and she had been praised often for what her first owner had recognized as a keen mind, something rare in feral borns. That praise, strengthened by the bond between them, had been something she had quickly learned to love.
Like most feral born pokegirls, Keri had been resistant to submitting to the rules of another at first. Feral life didn't offer much over domestic, but it did have the perk of being submissive to no one. Keri however had discovered that she enjoyed taking the submissive role, once she got over resisting just on the principle of the matter, as long as she felt the other person worthy of her obedience. Her first tamer of course had been unquestionably worthy, and not just because he had bonded her. Even without taking advantage of pokegirl biology, he would have been able to command her obedience by sheer force of personality.
At the moment though, it was not her first tamer, charismatic and bonded, who was demanding her obedience. Rather it was Tobias, unbonded, cute but hardly the iron willed man who had captured her and forced her to submit physically to him. Tobias was her master by law, but he had yet to make her his, and as much as she wanted him to, Keri also wanted him to prove to her he was worthy of her.
" No, it was exactly what was called for, all things considered," Keri responded.
" Oh really?" Tobias asked, the spark of anger in his eyes flaring up.
" You have been had Tobias," Keri informed him, trying in no way to soften the words. " She has played you for a fool. This is not Shayla, the real Shayla would have this," she gestured disgustedly at the cringing naga, " pathetic excuse for a pokegirl for lunch. She is pretending to be something she is not so that she can snare you in her hold, and she has succeeded brilliantly." Despite the calm scorn of her voice, inside Keri was a raging fireball of emotion. Years and years of social programming and conditioning were howling at the audacity of her to speak in such a way to a human, to the human who was her master. Far back in the corner of her mind however, snarled the feral beast of her instincts, so close to breaking free and taking reign over her actions once more. It urged her on, pushing her to fight back, not just roll over because the human said so. The two extremes of her subconscious grappled with each other while the conscious part of her mind wavered between them.
It was a bold gamble she was taking, intentionally pushing Tobias's buttons like she was, but Keri was starting to feel desperate. She wanted him to tame her, wanted to bond with him. She hoped he would strong enough of will to enjoy submitting to him, but even if he wasn't she might be able to just enjoy being with him.
However now her body was longing for anyone to tame her, and her feral side was more and more trying to tell her he just wasn't up to it, that he was not worthy of her. She knew she wouldn't have given such thoughts any weight if she wasn't regressing, but as she was she couldn't help it. She needed to be tamed before she started to lose control of herself, and she desperately wanted Tobias to be the one to tame her, but in her current state, she knew she would only accept him if he could prove himself to her.
Tobias caught himself staring in wide eyed disbelief at Keri. His anger at the harsh treatment she had given Shayla had been blown out by the way she had just talked down to him, something that had completely caught him off guard. Given the total silence that had fallen in the dining room, he wasn't the only one shocked by the head mistress.
It was the presence of the other pokegirls in the room that reignited his anger. In private he might have let Keri's attitude pass with just a slight annoyance, if he thought she was just being plainly honest with him. Out in public though, in front of a whole room full of pokegirls, it could not be ignored, especially just after Keri had been trying to get him to assert his authority.
" Head mistress," Tobias snapped, a bit sterner then he really meant. His temper gave his courage some help, but his common sense urged him not to do anything drastic. While he really believed he didn't have to worry about Keri doing anything, his sense of self preservation was definitely feeling edgy about him standing up to someone who could tear him in half like wet cardboard.
Tobias had an immediate effect on Keri, her body reacting automatically to both his tone and his choice of words. Her head came up, shoulders back, back upright. Even in her rebellious state of mind, she could not ignore the command presence he had just used, and part of her didn't want to. That part wanted him to command her, and it had been nudging her to push him, just to see if he'd push back. Well he had started to, now to see how far he would push.
Her feral side though, was not having any of that nonsense. It still growled and gnashed teeth from within its cage, looking for a way out, trying to push her to resist giving in. Though still in check, her wild side was closer to the surface then it had been in years, and it was not ready to go down without a fight.
"How about we go find someplace to talk this over?" Tobias continued once he saw he had her attention. The part of her looking to submit to a stronger will sudden found itself fully back in the fight. His initial response had been so promising, and then he had just caved in, resorting to trying to be reasonable rather than commanding.
"Why?" Keri asked. "Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of everyone."
"Dammit Keri, what the hell is wrong with you?" Tobias half exploded.
"She is what is wrong!" Keri snarled, pointing a finger at the transfixed Shayla. "You let her lead you around by the dick and now you are standing up for her when you do not know anything about her. I thought you trusted me."
"I do trust you, when you're behaving rationally," Tobias muttered, and Keri wanted to scream at him for continuing to cave to her.
"Well then trust me on this! That is not Shayla, she is not this...this airhead!" Keri suddenly stood up, her gaze locking onto the naga. "I will show you who she really is."
Shayla had completely forgotten about maintaining her bubbly persona as soon as Keri had snapped back at Tobias, though fortunately he had been in no state to notice. The naga was absolutely elated by the sudden turn of events. Getting her time with the master had been only a small thing for her, hardly comparable to the looks she had gathered from the other household members once she had her pendent full and on.
Tweaking Keri's nose over it had been truly delicious, and then having the head mistress go off on Tobias instead of her, well things were going even better then she could have hoped. Once it was all over she could probably even get some more one on one time with Tobias, if she acted sufficiently upset.
When the head mistress got out of her seat and started coming around the table at her though, Shayla's plans in the master's bedroom quickly flew out of her mind. There was a dangerous look in the warcat's eyes, and Shayla suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to be somewhere, anywhere else. She knocked over her chair as she quickly tried to back up, but Keri was already right on top of her, a powerful arm reaching for her...
Keri found herself staring at the hand on her wrist almost more in confusion then surprise. Though the knuckles of the hand were turning white from gripping her, she could barely feel the pressure. Almost in a daze, she followed the arm attached to the hand, and her eyes swept over to meet with Tobias's.
A flood of emotions ran through her as she took in the situation, herself standing frozen in the act of reaching for Shayla, with Tobias, a mere human, grabbing her arm as if to stop her. He had actually, though if only by shocking her into inaction. Excepting Aras's little slip up the day before, Keri could not recall anyone daring to put their hands on her in such a way, not since her tournament days at least, and never by a human.
Part of her wanted to laugh, it was just too ridiculous. Here she was, one of the strongest creatures on the planet, being held back by one of the weakest? Another part of her was close to dying of shame, that she had been acting so out of hand that her owner had actually tried, in desperation, to physically restrain her. Close beside that feeling was a desire to grab the young man and have her way with him. Getting physical with an out of control pokegirl was one of the stupidest things a person could do, but also one of the bravest. Tobias had not backed down from her, not given a thought to his own safety, but instead put himself potentially in harm’s way for the sake of one of his pokegirls. It was foolish, but very brave and, so Keri thought, rather noble. It was more then she had expected out of him for sure. Shayla should be down on the floor worshipping him for it.
However, part of her, that feral, rebellious part, was not only indignant, but outright enraged. The sheer gall of the little punk, to put hands on her? They weren't even bonded, there was nothing holding her back from ripping his head right off but the law and her own morals, and as far from any other settlement as they were, the law was not much of a restraint.
"Alright Keri, I'm going to give you a choice," Tobias said, his voice as tight as his grip, though in the case of the former, the warcat couldn't just shrug off the hold it tried to place on her. "You can go back to your quarters willingly and get some rest, because you really need to clear your head right now..."
"Or" Keri asked breathlessly, finding herself standing on edge between wanting to fuck the young man's brains out for daring to stand up to her, and wanting to bash them out.
"Or...I will put you back in your quarters, and I'll tie you to your bed until I can deal with you." Keri nearly came for him right there, and she even might have if she wasn't so far regressed. Her lust however could not compete with the howl of rage that came from her feral side at the absolute nerve of the tiny creature standing before her, threatening to somehow haul her back to her rooms? As if he could even move her, let alone drag her along.
"You?" Keri laughed, she couldn't help it. Between her desire and her outrage, her emotions needed an outlet before she just burst. With a casual twist of her wrist, not even any kind of trick but a mere show of strength, she knocked his hand off her. "You and who else?" Her eyes scanned the room, combat instincts welling up in her as she categorized the pokegirls present, marking out those who actually had the strength or power to be a threat to her. The number of those she marked could be counted on a single hand, and even then none of them looked ready to jump to their feet. "Who do you think will help you do that?" The voice that answered Keri's challenge was the last one she ever would have expected.
"I will."
Aras found herself glad she hadn't eaten yet, as Raas's unexpected announcement had snapped Keri's head around towards the door where the triplets and Miko had entered just a moment before. The look in the head mistress's eyes made the catgirl stomach seize up so tight she flight like a tube of toothpaste being squeezed out for the final drops.
"Are you fucking out of your god damn mind?" she whispered harshly to Raas, but her sister ignored her, and defying all common sense actually walked on over and placed herself between Tobias and Keri, the much smaller catgirl having to crane her head back to stare defiantly up at the warcat. " Shit Raas, what are you doing?"
"So will I." Sara sudden spoke up, if not as loud as her sister. Still, she too forced her body to move itself between her tamer and the unreasonably, unbelievably rebelling head mistress.
"Oh fuck it then, I'm in too," Aras muttered. The dozen feet over to stand between Tobias and Keri was the longest distance she thought she'd ever walked, and her legs felt like she had run miles when she reached the end of it.
Keri found herself feeling suddenly, shockingly clear headed, and yet even more confused for it. Of all the girls in the household, Aras, Raas, and Sara had been the ones she would have least expected to do something foolishly brave. While they weren't quite the weakest pokegirls in the house, they were a far cry from the strongest. The three of them together probably couldn't even budge her if she made a point of resisting them. And yet here they were, the biggest trouble makers in the house, coming to the aid of the master, putting themselves between him and what they saw as a potential danger to him, never mind the fact that if it came to it they would barely be able to slow her down.
"You three...you would listen to him...if he told you to take me on?" Keri asked.
"Yes," Raas answered immediately, and her sisters chimed in a second later with identical replies.
"Why?"
"Because it's the right thing to do Keri," Raas told her. " And, well...maybe it's just because he bonded with us, or maybe we just like him, I don't know, but he is the master of the house now. I know the three of us break all sorts of rules all the time, but we only do that to get attention..."
"...mostly," Sara cut in. " Sometimes we just want to liven things up around here..."
"...we never mean anything serious by it," Raas continued as if uninterrupted. "Never anything like what you're trying to do here Keri."
"I thought we were supposed to be a family Keri," Aras put in. " Isn't that what you told me? Well, your family is trying to tell you something right now Keri, why don't you listen to them?"
Keri's gaze lifted over the top of the triplet's heads, and she really took in the room for the first time. Half the girls present looked ready to lose their lunch, shock terror on their faces at the sight of their head mistress apparently ready to start a fight with their master. Others simply looked dazed, a surreal disbelief painting their faces. The worst though were among the more powerful pokegirls, the ones she had just a moment ago marked as potentially threatening. Stark disapproval stared back at her when she met eyes with them, and that finally silenced the feral beast in the back of her mind.
With the wild side no longer howling at her, Keri began to realize just what she had been doing, and a chill ran up her spine. She had merely been trying to test Tobias, to see if he had the spirit to push back if pushed. Well he had, and yet she hadn't stopped pushing, not until things had gone so far he'd actually had to give her an ultimatum, and she had balked in the face of it! What the hell had she been thinking? Even going feral, she should have known to stop before crossing that line.
" I...I will, be in my room," Keri said after a long silence, her voice dropping so meek she wasn't sure anyone would be able to hear it. " I...think that Hinata should take over my duties for a while?" she ended the sentence with a questioning tone, directed at Tobias.
" It's your day off today right?" Tobias asked, and when Keri nodded he went on " Well then she's already in charge today anyway. Let’s see how you're doing tomorrow before we make any decisions about that, okay?"
" O-oka-ay," Keri managed to get out as her throat threatened to squeeze shut on her. It was probably just a case of Tobias trying to be diplomatic, trying to keep her calm, but the wave of gratitude that swept over her was not lessened in the least. By all rights, he should be dressing her down and even stripping her of her position for the way she had just behaved, if he felt so inclined to do so. That he wasn't even going to discuss a temporary suspension of her authority in front of the other pokegirls made her want to break down in tears. She'd made enough of a fool of herself, she couldn't thank him enough for not adding to her shame.
Tobias let out a tense sigh of relief as the door shut behind Keri as the head mistress left the room. Almost in sync with him, a general sense of tension drained out of the room. Flopping rather ungracefully into his chair, Tobias ran a hand over his eyes as he tried to sort out his feelings.
" What the hell happened?" Aras asked, picking up the seat Shayla had vacated and sitting down by him. The naga was nowhere to be seen, having fled the room at some point when no one was looking.
" I, don't know," Tobias admitted. " She said she was regressing and..."
" She's what!?" Raas exclaimed, and Sara leaned over to punch her in the arm. "Ow! Jerk, what the...!"
" Keep your voice down spaz," Sara hissed. " We don't need this broadcast around."
" You think I should keep this to myself?" Tobias asked.
" I wouldn't make it general knowledge," Aras told him. " While it might make her behavior right now more understandable, it could cause a panic. As far as anyone knows right now, Keri was just in a foul mood and decided to lash out against authority. We all have those moments, it's understandable at least. You put her back in her place though..."
"Thanks to you three," Tobias added.
" You can make it up to us later," Sara said with a smirk.
" ...and everyone needs to know that it's over," Aras kept on, though she smiled along with her sister. " If they think she's about to go feral wild though, that could get ugly."
" So you want me to lie so everyone feels safe, even if they might not be?" Tobias demanded.
" Better that then starting a panic and getting people hurt that way. It's not like this is a hard thing to fix, just go fuck her already. I know you want to, I've seen the way you look at her."
" What's that got to do with anything, I look at all of you like that," Tobias said bluntly.
" Not like you look at her," Raas said slyly. " Not saying you don't want to fuck us, but you want something more with her."
" For the life of me I can't imagine what you see in her that you don't see in us," Sara remarked with a grin. " But it's there, stop trying to deny it."
" Can we get back to the problem at hand?" Tobias asked, his face reddening slightly. " How am I, or anyone really, supposed to tame her with her acting the way she is?"
" There's ways..." Aras said.
" Do you trust us?" Raas asked.
" Honestly?" Tobias replied.
" Fine, but do you have any other choice at the moment?" the catgirl amended.
" Not really."
" Then let us deal with it, we'll come get you when the time is right."
" I feel like I'm making a mistake here," Tobias remarked as Raas got up and waved for her sisters to follow her.
" Relax, we're only trying to help," Sara told him.
" I know, that's what worries me."
The door to Keri's room shut with a slam that echoed down the hallway. Peering cautiously around the corner, Miko bit her lip as she tried to decide what next to do. She had no idea why she had chosen to follow after Keri, she certainly couldn't have done anything if the head mistress had decided not to return to her quarters as she had promised. Still, after the way the triplets had acted, Miko felt she had to do something.
Sneaking as quietly as she could down the hallway, the aquatic pokegirl paused outside Keri's door and carefully put her ear to the wood. Inside, she could hear the warcat muttering to herself, unintelligible through the door, but clearly she was upset. Though some of the muffled words were outraged, most were broken by barely restrained sobs.
Miko felt her own eyes start to water as she considered how Keri had to feeling, probably that Tobias would never want to speak to her again. She couldn't imagine what had possessed the head mistress to lash out at him, but she could well imagine how sorry she was now that she had time to consider the full consequences of it.
She almost knocked, her hand actually raised to rap on the door, but Miko just froze. The sight that had greeted her in the dining room, of Keri standing tall and defiant, daring anyone to try and challenge her, had frightened the blue skinned girl into complete inaction, when the triplets had dared to take Keri up on the challenge, Miko had been awe struck, and shamed. She had wanted to join them, to cast her lot in with Tobias, but in the end she had remained where she was, frozen in fear. She couldn't bring herself to stand up to Keri, and now she couldn't even bring herself to offer the head mistress some comfort, if she would even accept it. Suddenly crying herself, Miko turned and ran off down the hallway.
The tiny lamp barely lit the room, the dark walls sucking up the light. A shadow streaked across the room, exploding in a shower of dirt, pottery, and decaying plant matter. Chuckling to herself, Shayla reached for another dead plant, pulling it from the shelf and hurling it across the room to explode against the wall.
" She is going to kill me," the naga said to herself, and laughed. Grabbing a third plant, Shayla pulled a dead leaf from it. " She..." another leaf " is going" and another " to kill" grabbing the stem, she ripped the plant out from the soil. "...me..." Laughing, she smashed the pot against the wall, grinding it against the surface with her hand. " I can't wait."
Acknowledgments: Thanks go to bsmart for introducing me to pokegirls in the first place as well as for proofreading this work. If not for him, this story would not exist.
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