On the Run

Chapter 15: Playtime Part 3

“Holy
hell, did you order enough?!”

“Well
we weren’t going to order that much but then Harley…,” Nikolas was momentarily
distracted from Nina’s explanation as the pokegirl in question bit through the
spine of a fish with a loud crunch, “was let out.”

“And
it never occurred to you to take the phone away from her?”

Washu
held up a hand with a clean imprint of a cat type’s dental work. “She was
determined to get her fish.”

“Oh
for the love of…,” Nikolas glanced down at the spread that completely covered
the small hotel room table and sighed. It wasn’t the quantity of the food, it
was the quality, real meat, the most expensive fish, and enough shellfish to
keep them fed for a week. He was not looking forward to the room service bill.
“You know what, to hell with it, it ain’t worth it.” Nikolas grabbed a plate
and began to load it with food. It was obvious a carnivore had done the
ordering since there were no vegetables to be seen anywhere, just various kinds
of meat, he didn’t really think anything of it until he saw the twins picking
at a piece of fish and Mihoshi and Lana sitting off to the side with nothing to
eat. “Oh hell,” he muttered but even as he did there was a knock at the door
which Washu answered. When she closed it and came back in she was holding a
tray nearly as large as she was filled with fruits and vegetables.

“I
couldn’t very well let part of our harem go hungry could I?” she asked when she
Nikolas’ curious expression.

“I
knew there was a reason I kept you around,” he teased.

“You
mean aside from the fact that I look twelve and you can legally tame me?” she
taunted as she set the tray down besides the mountains of meat the rest of the
girls were digging into.

The
chorus of giggles from various members of his harem put an end to his snappy
retort before it could form. He decided that the best thing was let it slide;
he doubted that this was a battle he’d be able to win. When Washu picked up her
plate he saw an opportunity to redirect the conversation before it went
somewhere he wasn’t entirely comfortable dealing with. “How’s Delta doing?” he
asked gesturing towards the blinking box that Washu’s plate had rested next too
just moments before.

“She’ll
be fine,” Washu said authoritatively. “The antibiotics are doing their job.
She’s running through an antibacterial and antiviral cycle at the moment, after
that I want to run her through a standard healing cycle. After that I’ll see
how she’s doing. I don’t think she’ll need anymore work after that.”

Ceres
was visibly relaxed. “How long will that take,” she as

“She’ll
be done sometime after style='font-family:Arial'>midnight, this is the first time I’ve used this thing,” she patted the portable
healing machine, “so I’m not sure quite how fast it will work.”

“Just
so long as she’s ok,” Ceres said.

“She
will be,” Washu assured her.

Soon
everyone settled down and worked on their respective meals. Looking for a bit
of entertainment Nikolas grabbed the remote from the bedside table and flipped
on the TV. After only a few channels he found a sports channel and settled down
on the bed to watch it. Not forty five seconds later the polite conversation of
the room was destroyed by Nikolas’ incredulous scream, “What!?! No fucking
way!!”

“What,
what is it,” Faye concernedly asked.

“I
don’t believe this!!”

“What’s
wrong?” Mink chimed in.

“It’s
Monday, the wreckball championships were last night. The Timber Wolves won and
I missed it!” he yelled.

A
gallery of blank stares greeted his exclamation.

“Wreckball,
championship, biggest game of the season?”

More
blank stares. “Men,” Faye muttered just loud enough to be heard and Nikolas’
audience broke down into poorly disguised laughs and soft giggles.

“Forget
it.” Nikolas went back to the TV and the highlights from the game, they might
not have been as good as watching his T-Wolves stomp the Rangers live but at
least it was something.

Apparently
even though the cause of his displeasure seemed to be a mystery to his harem at
least one of its members decided that she knew how to fix it. When Harley
climbed onto the bed Nikolas immediately noticed the shift in the mattress. As
the tan and black spotted Ocelolita stalked towards him Nikolas realized that
the only thing that had kept her from jumping him before now was that she’d
been kept in her ball for the last few hours.

“We
know how to make puddin’ forget all about wreckball.”

When
Harley straddled his left leg Nikolas realized that she did in fact know how to
make him forget about the game. Her pale blue eyes bored into his with an
intensity that would have been frightening if he hadn’t know what she was
planning. Her gaze had him so mesmerized that he barely noticed when she untied
the choker around her neck and let her red and black top fall off exposing the
thin white fur that covered the valley between her full D-cup breasts. Her eyes
never left his as she arched her back low and began to rub her white covered
chest along his thigh. Nikolas’ pulse became a hammering in his ears when she
licked her thin black lips and rubbed a black stripped cheek against his
quickly stiffening manhood through his boxers. After a few languid nuzzles she
finally blinked and closed her eyes tight as turned her head and planted it
face first into his crotch and began to purr enthusiastically.

With
her blue eyes no longer holding him hostage Nikolas looked up and became aware
that he and Harley had an audience. His mothers both hid their smiles behind a
hand as they made their way out onto the balcony, his sisters and Nina followed
soon after.

Harley
growled in delight as her actions brought her puddin’ to full mast, the last
two times she’d tried to get tamed she’d been pushed away before she was
allowed to get this far. Now he was going to tame her and she couldn’t stop
quivering in excitement. Patience had never been one of her strong suits and as
quickly as she could she wiggled one of her fuzz covered hands into the fly of
Nikolas’ boxers and grasped her prize.

Nikolas
was watching Washu lead Mihoshi into the bathroom with Kaya close behind when
he felt Harley’s tiny hand grasp his dick. His eyes unfocused and his breathing
stopped as the little Ocelolita started to wank him, the soft skin of her palm
was a delicious contrast with the coating of fuzz on top of her hand that kept
rubbing on his lower stomach. When she resumed purring his eyes slammed shut
and he couldn’t care less who was watching them,

“I’m
amazed she waited this long,” Sango said flatly as she watched the show on the
bed.

in'>“She’s
only been out of her ball for half an hour,” Mink replied. On the bed Harley’s
fist kept up its steady rhythm as she began to fight with her pants.

“Exactly,”
Faye said.

Gally
reached over and snatched the remote off the bed. “Just so long as she keeps it
down,” she muttered as Mink followed after Nikolas’ family and Faye sat down
beside Sango.

Ivy
watched as Harley managed to work the top of her tight leggings down to the
swell of her rump but she couldn’t finish the job without taking her hand off
of Nikolas, something Ivy knew she’d never do. “Stand here and talk all you
want,” she said imperiously, “I’m getting tamed too.” The redheaded Boobisaur
climbed onto the bed after her harem mate and began to peel Harley’s pants off,
planting feathery kisses on Harley’s honey colored rear as she went.

Nikolas
had heard Ivy’s declaration and was partially aware of her climbing onto the
bed but Harley held his complete attention, until she finished with him
everything else could wait. Harley’s delighted squeal broke his concentration
for the half second it took for her to pull his manhood out through the fly of
his boxers and plunge it deep into her mouth.

Harley
was ecstatic, Ivy was joining in, and they had been a pair for years. Once
Nikolas tamed them both they’d be together for a while longer, that was partly
the source of her eagerness to get tamed, but mostly her body was screaming at
her to fuck the man whose cock was now in her mouth. Harley hummed happily as Ivy
began to slide up and mold herself to her back and her mouth watered as Ivy’s
vine whips started to snake around her legs and torso.

Nikolas’
eyes rolled up in his head as Harley’s already pleasantly warm and rough mouth
became obscenely wet. He was trying to keep quiet to avoid drawing the
attention of the girls who were still in the room but when he felt Harley’s
damp little nose bury itself in his stomach, and something brush up against his
balls he failed miserably and let out a strangled groan.

Gally
was annoyed, actually she was pissede wae was trying to ignore the goings on in
the bed but every time she was able to concentrate for a moment one of the
people rutting on the bed would do something to draw her attention back to
them. This time she glanced back to see Harley in the middle of deep-throating
Nikolas while Ivy made use of her vine whips to play with Nikolas’ balls and
several parts of Harley. The Ocelolita made no move to come up for air and
Gally watched as she began to swallow around the piece of meat lodged in the
back of her throat, she barely noticed Nikolas’ pleasured grunt of
satisfaction. While Harley fellated her tamer Gally watched what passed for
clothes on Ivy disappear into her body while the Boobisaur maneuvered a vine
whip to Harley’s vaginal sheath and began to tease the rim of it, her other
whips stroked the side of her harem sisters legs and stomach while her fourth
and final one continued to caress Nikolas’ testicles. After only a handful of
minutes she heard his warning of, “Harley, I’m gonna…oh fuck….” When Harley
pulled back up along his shaft Gally stared transfixed at a droplet of saliva
that slid down Nikolas’ slick shaft from Harley’s mouth. When the drop
disappeared into the curls at the base of his manhood Gally realized she’d been
staring and shook her head in an effort to clear it.

Unfortunately
for her Nikolas’ body choose that moment to empty his balls into Harley’s
willing mouth and Ivy slid her vine whip home into Harley. The Ocelolita
refused to let go of her tamer’s cock until it had finished spurting into her
but as soon as it did she threw her head back in a soundless scream being
careful not to lose a drop of the emission in her mouth. Gally growled in
frustration and turned back the TV trying to suppress the urges her renegade
body was throwing at her. She was successful in all but one regard, she
couldn’t stop wondering what Nikolas tasted like.

Nikolas
quickly drank the can of Recovery + that Harley had shoved into his hand. After
watching Harley lewdly display his load coating the inside of her mouth he was as
eager to ther her as she was, but both of them would have to wait as Ivy laid
her head on Harley’s shoulder and Nikolas realized that he hadn’t paid her any
attention. The plantgirl had shocked him a bit with her vine whips, he hadn’t
really expected her to play with him and Harley at the same time, still it
wasn’t unheard of there were plenty of pokegirls with dexterous extra
appendages, it’s just a bit of a shock to actually see them in use in person
the first time but since she’d done nice things with them the first time
Nikolas decided to give it a chance and got down to making sure Ivy had a good
time.

The
plastic casing of the remote cracked in Gally’s hand when she heard Ivy moan
happily. Her body refused to listen to her and no matter what she tried to
think about it always came back to sex. ‘Gods it’s been so long,’ she thought,
‘thirteen long lonely years.’ Thirteen years since she’d last been tamed by a
man. ‘And as soon as he did he figured it out and got rid of me.’ She’d managed
to stay sane with a combination of cranking her libido regulator way down and
catching the occasional feral when the urges got to strong. She’d been caught
while satisfying one of those urges. ‘Stupid Boobgong, she couldn’t keep quite.
Just another tamer to ditch me,’ she thought as recarecalled how the tamer had
immediately sold her to Azusa
when his pokedex had refused to classify her. Dejectedly she admitted to
herself that she needed to be tamed, and another pokegirl like Sango wasn’t
going to do, she needed Nikolas, specifically she needed his dick, bad.

Ivy’s
skin was a pale yellow green and her nipples were dark blue green that
shimmered almost like they were wet, far different from any of the other girls.
Even Harley and Kaya’s, whose bodies were covered in fur, had normal looking
tits if you pushed their fur out of the way, but not Ivy, she even tasted
different. The difference wasn’t subtle, after only a few exploratory nibbles
of the little knot of flesh Nikolas’ mouth was flooded with a rush of sugary
liquid with the consistency of syrup. Nikolas pulled back in surprise and
smacked his lips reflexively; it took him a moment to place the taste. ‘Almost
tastes like…tangerines.’ He eyed Ivy’s weeping nipple for a moment and noted
that the other had started to leech fluid as well.

“She
tastes goooood don’t she?” Harley giggled. “Wanna share puddin’?”

The
first bit of “Sure,” had barely left Nikolas mouth before Harley darted forward
and latched onto one of Ivy’s breasts. The Boobisaur moaned happily and held
her haremsister’s head place in one hand while beckoning Nikolas back with the
other.

“There’s
room for one more,” she crooned she caressed Harley’s body with all four of her
vine whips.

Sango
watched in amusement as Nikolas took Ivy up on her offer and began to suckle at
her breast with a great deal of enthusiasm. She’d tasted Ivy before and could
sympathize with Nikolas and Ivy, in fact she could sympathize with them so much
that she decided to watch TV with Gally instead of them. If she kept watching
she was likely to join in and she would much rather get some personal attention
from Nikolas then share him with two other girls. When she turned around in her
seat she found the TV stuck on a news channel. She was about to ask Gally to
change it when she heard her growl in frustration. The little Battle Angel was
visibly shaking with a look of intense frustration on her face, any time
someone oe bee bed made a sound Gally looked like she would explode in rage.
Sango had known Gally for a while, they’d been at the ranch for three months
together before Nikolas had shown up and she probably knew Gally better then
anyone. Gally had always waited as long as she could between tamings, only
coming to her every couple of weeks when she couldn’t hold out any longer, even
then she’d come grudgingly, almost angrily. ‘I’ve never met a pokegirl less
willing to be tamed,’ Sango mused. She thought that Gally might have been a
thresholder, she only looked to be eighteen or nineteen. Many thresholders didn’t
take well to their new found need to be tamed but she’d never met one who had
resisted it so hard for so long, it usually only took a taming or two for the
pleasure of it to over ride even the most obstinate girl’s objections. Sango
couldn’t comprehend why Gally fought it so hard, she could understand it if
Gally was loathe to be tamed by someone new but the simple fact was that she
needed to be tamed, all pokegirls did, fighting it was pointless and if you did
you only wound up hurting yourself.

Nikolas
did his best to hold up Ivy as she went limp in his arms and her pussy clenched
around his fingers. He had to be careful to keep her up, if he just let her
fall back on the bed he was likely to hurt the bud in the middle of her back.
“You alright?” he asked.

“Mmm,
very good,” she moaned. “But maybe you should take care of Harley before she
spontaneously combusts.”

Nikolas
turned back to the little cat-type who was doing her best to crawl to him while
her body quivered under the sensual ravages of Ivy’s vine whips. Harley looked
piteously at Nikolas begging him to touch her with her eyes, one of Ivy’s whips
was curled across Harley’s chest constricting around both of her breast while
the tip of it tickled the bit of Harley’s nipples that emerged from the honey
colored fur covering her chest, another of them wormed its way across Harley’s
stomach ruffling the white fuzz that covered her belly making the occasional
foray to her thighs, and the final two wrapped around her thighs before
disappearing behind rump.

“Pleeease,”
she mewed as her body was rocked back and forth by Ivy’s attentions.

Gally
glanced over towards the bed and watched as Nikolas pulled Harley to himself
and kissed her. She caught herself licking her lips unconsciously and cursed
under her breath. Like always she was fighting her body’s urges and likwaysways
she was losing. She could never figure out what infuriated her more, the fact
that even with most of her natural body gone she still had the urges or the
fact that she couldn’t control them like she could everything else in her body.
‘That bastard just couldn’t let it go could he,’ she snarled in her mind.

Harley’s
breath caught in her throat as she felt Nikolas’ cock replace Ivy’s vine whip
in her pussy. Ivy’s whips had all sorts of bumps and knots covering them and
even the occasional leaf, Ivy always twirled them inside her driving her wild.
In contrast Nikolas was smooth and moving much slower. It wasn’t until the
second time he thrust into her that she remembered to breath.

Nikolas
just smiled as he slid home into Harley. ‘I think I’m becoming addicted,’ he
mused. A few more slow exploratory thrusts and again he smiled; unlike many of
the girls who were tight enough to almost be painful Harley was just, just
snug. The little cat-type’s pussy was just holding onto his dick hard enough to
be pleasant but not tight enough to make him have to focus on something else to
outlast her, she was comfortable and it felt like he belonged in her. Keeping
one hand on the Ocelolita’s hip he began to run a hand through the spotted
honey colored fur covering her well muscled back.

Ivy
adjusted her place on the bed until Harley’s head was between her legs. She’d
been a little nervous when Nikolas had penetrated Harley, in the past she’d
heard one or two of their tamers complain that she wasn’t tight enough but
given the way Nikolas was grinning as he started to drive himself into her
kneeling form Ivy was confident he didn’t share that assessment.

“Iiiiivvvvyyyyy,”
Harley whined quietly as Nikolas scratched her back directly above her tail,
“puddin’ feels good.” Harley arched her back until her spine was nearly the
shape of a semi-circle so she could look her companion in the eye. “Would
ja….?” She trailed off questioningly.

Harley’s
display of flexibility, ‘Or lack of solid bones,’ impressed Nikolas to say the
least but her question to Ivy made him wonder. He didn’t have to wonder long as
he watched Ivy’s vines reemerge from her back, when the vines twisted around
and pointed towards Harley he felt her purr deep in her chest. Ivy’s vines
started to dart towards Harley but just as soon as Harley sucked in her breath
in anticipation they stopped and Ivy brought her light yellow eyes up to his
and smiled. Her eyebrow arched questioningly and one of her vines twitched in
time with it.

Harley
had wanted to cry when Ivy had teased her with her whips and she had looked
back towards Nikolas to try and get him to make her do it but she only turned
around in time to see him nod his head.

Sango
had managed to put the rutting trio on the bed out of her mind and enjoy the
movn TVn TV until Harley’s delighted squeal drew her attention back. A quick
glance back towards the bed revealed a vine encased Harley being slowly fucked
into oblivion by her tamer. Sango started to run back to the movie, seeing
Harley encased in Ivy’s extra appendages had been a daily occurrence at the
ranch but her eyes lingered for a moment over Nikolas’ form.n shn she returned
to her movie she couldn’t pay it any mind as images of Nikolas’ big muscular
hips pounding into Harley’s tiny fuzzy ones danced in her head.

The
speed at which Ivy’s whips encased
Harley stunned Nikolas, one moment Harley was asking her red headed
companion for it and Nikolas was giving her permission and the next his hand
was tied to Harley’s hip by a length of living rope. As he continued to piston
in and out of her hot tight sex he heard something unexpected. It started out
like a quick little sigh, a barely audible huff, soon it evolved into a titter
then a giggle and within a matter of a few minutes it was a deep belly laugh
that drowned out every other sound in the room. The muscles on her back rippled
causing the spots on her back to dance hypnotically as she gulped down huge
lungfuls of air and explosively expelled them in an exclamation of unbridled
delight.

“Would
you shut her up?!” Gally roared from the cotakitaking everyone by surprise.

“Lighten
up Gally, they’rst hst having fun,” Sango saryinrying to calm her down.

Gally’s
head snapped around to the bed, “Just keep her quiet,” she snarled.

Nikolas
and Ivy looked at each other and Nikolas gave her a quick nod. Ivy grabbed a
handful of Harley’s blonde hair and shoved her giggling face into her crotch
effectively silencing the tittering Ocelolita.

Harley
kept laughing even with a faceful of pussy, laughter was her usual reaction to
being happy and this time was no different. When Ivy started to rock her hips
rubbing herself along Harley’s face she quickly stopped laughing. With a well
practiced stroke she started to lap at Ivy’s familiar hairless and green vagina
trying to coax out more of her sweet tasting essence.

Harley’s
sudden silence made it easy to keep a firm hold on her but he found himself
missing her laugh. ‘Still,’ he thought as he continued to slid in and out of
her willing body, ‘so long as she let’s me keep fucking her it’s all good. The
show’s nice too.’ Ivy threw her head back and moaned as Harley continued her
oral assault on her, her body arching back in forth as she rubbed herself on
Harley’s smiling face. Ivy’s skin changed to a darker green and her spots
lightened as she rode Harley’s tongue. ‘I guess that’s how she blushes.’ The
redheaded plantgirl tossed her head forward and stared lustily at Nikolas
through a sheet of her bright hai hair while she licked her lips. The evil
smile on her face as she stared at him sent a renewed shot of testosterone
through Nikolas’ veins.

Seeking
a better grip on Harley in order to slam into his pokegirl harder, Nikolas
pried his hands free of Ivy’s vine whips and went to grab the swell of her
hips. When his hand came down he found her coarse hair matted down with a
sticky liquid, taking his eyes away from Ivy he glanced down at Harley to find
her entire coat glistening wherever Ivy’s whips were. Nikolas was taken aback
enough to pause is scs screwing of Harley, a fact that didn’t go unnoticed.

“Puddin’!”
Harley complained when he paused.

“Sorry,”
Nikolas grunted as he snapped his hips forward.

Ivy
pushed Harley’s head back down, “Hush!” Nikolas felt a very familiar tightening
in his groin as he watched the whip that had been holding his hand in place
slithered down Harley’s spine. Ivy raised a questioning eyebrow at Nikolas as
her vine lightly brushed across his chest leaving a sticky trail in its wake.
The best Nikolas could do was give her a permissive nod as all his effort was
going to keeping from going early.

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Harley
hummed merrily to herself as she basked in the warm glow washing over her,
Nikolas was taming her and Ivy was playing with her, as far as she was
concerned all was right with the world. When she felt a familiar nudge at her
asshole she quickly found Ivy’s clit and sucked at it as hard as she could to
encourage her to continummedmmediately she felt the pressure increase, but not
enough to penetrate even her relaxed bum.

The
rumble of Harley’s playful growl echoed across the nerve packed nubbin of flesh
at the apex of Ivy’s sex causing the Boobisaur to moan in ecstasy. Harley didn’t
do as she was told, she only really listened to her ‘puddin’’, and even then
she usually interpreted what she was told to do rather liberally, Ivy had
learned through a lot of trial and error that the only way to make her do as
you pleased was the old carrot and the stick routine. Before the wave of
euphoria from Harley’s exclamation had even crested Ivy rewarded her with a
momentary intrusion of her taunting vine.

Nikolas
had been desperately trying to ignore Ivy’s stimulation of Harley but the
sudden burst of pressure on the base of his cock as the tip of Ivy’s vine
violated Harley’s willing posterior emptied his mind of every extraneous
thought.

The
wave of pleasure from the intrusion she had fought to make happen sent Harley
careening towards the orgasm she’d been seeking for the last ty mty minute only
to be cruelly snatched back from the edge by the vines untimely halt and
subsequent removal of even the bit that was inside her. In desperation she
squirmed around until her right hand was free and immediately three of her
fingers found their way into Ivy.

Ivy
moaned in pleasure as Harley danced to her tune, if the question was posed she
wouldn’t know whether to say she loved controlling Harley more or the sex.
Harley’s fingers pistoned in and out a few more times and Ivy decided that it
was the sex, though not by much. The backsides of Harley’s long sharp nails
slid across the folds inside of Ivy and the Boobisaur rewarded her little
blonde lover.

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grunted as he felt Ivy return with a vengeance, the plant girl grinned
confidently as she sodomized the hyperactive Ocelolita between them. The only
thing that kept him from coming the moment he felt the pressure return was
Harley’s tail smacking him in the face in the midst of her excitement. He tried
to catch it on the return by failed and got a face full of white tipped blonde
hair. On the second try he caught her tail by the base and kept it from hitting
him again but it still thrashed madly in his grasp.

Ivy
was a bit annoyed when Nikolas stopped paying attention to her long enough to
grab Harley’s tail. With a quick twirl of her vine whip she produced the
desired response; Nikolas started to slam into Harley hard enough to drive her
cute little face into Ivy’s pussy. When she felt Nikolas start to pump his seed
into Harley and Harley howled into Ivy she relaxed and the knot of tension in
her groin released basking her in the warm glow of a happy pokegirl.

The
triple moan, grunt, and muffled shriek from the bed brought a smile to Sango’s
face. She’d figured she let Nikolas have a chance to rest and then it was her
turn, well her and Gally’s, the black haired Battle Angel looked like she
needed it bad.

Nikolas
kept his eyes tightly shut as he reclined on the bed and basked in the warm
glow suffusing his body. Harley was tightly pressed against right side with her
petite muzzle buried in his neck as she dozed lightly, murmuring, “Oce,” and
“Loli” from time to time causing a pleasurable shiver to pass over her tamer as
her warm breath played over the hairs on the back of his neck. On his other
side Ivy rested contentedly against his side, not molding herself to him like
Harley but snuggled up like only lovers do none the less. Unlike the soft fuzzy
warmth of Harley Ivy was cool and sh, hh, her body was quite a few degrees
cooler then a normal human’s would be but and her skin felt like a wet leaf,
slick and pliant but with resiliency just beneath the surface. ‘Life is good,’
Nikolas mused as enjoyed the caresses of the two pokegirl’s bodies, ‘life is
very good.’

Ivy
was pleased with the situation, not ecstatic, just pleased, Nikolas’ fingers
were a poor substitute for his manhood but it would suffice for the moment. She
had meant it wholeheartedly when she had implored Nikolas to tame Harley, while
the Ocelolita herself might not have burst into flames given the erratic nature
of hpecipecies power you could never tell what might happen to the surroundings
if she was stressed enough. She’d been tamed well enough for the time being,
not that it showed; feral shock rarely hit her very hard. On the other hand it
hit Harley like a charging Minotaura, she knew from personal experience that
Harley would be dead to the world for the next ten hours, minimum. While her
first taming with Nikolas left something to be desired it had pleased her immensely
when nothing either of them had done had freaked Nikolas out, two of their
previous tamers hadn’t been able to deal with her vine whips, incidentally
those were also the two who Harley had never called anything besides Master.

The
trio on the bed’s revere was disturbed as a very self satisfied little Washu
emerged from the bathroom drying her mountain of bright red hair, immediately
behind her stumbled a completely naked Mihoshi. The chocolate skinned blonde
bunnygirl collapsed bonelessly on the bed, her long white ears flopping across
Ivy and Nikolas’ ankles, the bed hadn’t even stopped rockieforefore the first
quiet snore issued forth from Mihoshi. ‘How does she get a tan like that when
she’s always covered up?’ Nikolas wondered. Kaya emerged last from the
bathroom, her fur damp and her tongue licking the last traces of some
unidentifiable fluid off her lips, and plopped down onto the couch next to
Sango.

With
just a towel wrapped around her Washu started to rummage through her bag by the
door. With a glimmer in her eye she pulled out a leather wrapped cup and what
looked to be a thin gold bret, et, and she walked over to the couch where she
started a whispered conversation started between herself and Faye. After a few
whispered comments and a tap on the bracelet Faye’s eyes lit up. “We’re going
out!” she announced as she shot up off the couch.

“Don’t
worry about it,” Washu said as she started to put on some clothes. “Mihoshi!
Wake up!”

“Hmmm
dun wanna,” the bunnygirl mumbled sleepily.

“Not
an option, come on,” Faye said as she tried to drag Mihoshi off the foot of the
bed.

Nikolas
chuckled quietly to himself as all of Faye’s efforts were for naught, Mihoshi
didn’t budge an inch. “What do you need her for?”

“Her
collar,” Washu answered as she slipped on her shoes.

Without
collars on and in a strange city there was the chance that somebody might try
to snap up Washu and Faye. Being domesticated it wasn’t likely that anyone
would try and capture them just walking around the city but since there was no
way Nikolas could press a legal claim if it did happen neither Faye or Washu
wanted to take the risk that it could happen.theythey had a collared girl with
them they could be sure they’d be left alone.

“Leave
her be,” Nikolas said gently. “There’s one more collar left in my bag, you can
use it.”

Faye
dropped Mihoshi’s arm with a strange look on her face while Washu said
defiantly, “Who says I want you to collar me.”

“I
just said you could use it, I wasn’t proposing or anything,” Nikolas said as he
rolled over so he could see Washu over Ivy’s shoulder.

Both
Washu and Faye’s face’s fell but both quickly recovered, doing their damnedest
to hide their disappointment.

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Faye
rolled her eyes and headed towards the door. Washu angrily pulled the collar
out of Nikolas’ pack and turned to leave.

“Have
fun,” he said mockingly.

“Bah!”
Washu snapped as she reached the door. Nikolas started to roll over and when
she though he couldn’t see her anymore she hurriedly put the thin leather strap
around her neck and slammed the door behind her.

Nikolas
had actually seen Washu put the collar around her neck and a self satisfied
smirk spread across his face as he laid back on the bed. A deep yawn from the
corner of the room drew his eye to the empty space below the table where the
portable healer sat buzzing away. Curled up in the fetal position under the
table was Ceres whose yawn was apparently the precursor to the reorienting he
was catching the tail end of. With a murmur she settled down facing the wall
and slipped back into a deep sleep. Nikolas racked his brain for an explanation
of Ceres’ afternoon slumber and had just started to settle on it being just a
nap when the obvious struck him full force. ‘She’s a vampire, if she had a choice
she’d probably sleep all day every day.’ Not wanting one of his girls to be
uncomfortable if it could be helped Nikolas disentangled himself from Ivy and
Harley and slid off the bed, taking a pillow with him.

“Ceres,”
he whispered as he laid the pillow on her arm, “take this.”

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Nikolas
stood up and considered Ceres for a moment before turning around…and walking
right into Sango.

“I
believe it’s my turn now,” she said flatly but with a twinkle in her eye.

The
thought of Sango asking for a go with him combined with the heady aroma of sex
inundated the room, strong enough to register on even Nikolas’ regular human
senses, had tombiombined effect of sending Nikolas’ libido right back into
overdrive, his body however, protest vehemently.

“Sango,
I would love to tame you right now but I’m just dead on my feet.”

Sango’s
soft reassurance that she’d take care of all the work pissed Gally off far more
then she knew it should. The first time that she’d gone to the Kunochi for a
taming Sango had mistook her hesitancy as the nervousness of a thresholder who
hadn’t overcome her human shyness just yet and she’d been exceptionally kind
and gentle with her. While Gally couldn’t remember the vast majority of the
three hundred years she’ved ved she still knew that it wasn’t often that she’d
come across somebody who’d been as kind to her as Sango. Even if Sango didn’t
know the truth and even though Gally was sure she’d freak out like everyone
else if she did it had still felt good to bask in Sango’s kindness, even if it
was only temporary and under false pretenses, and now Sango was using exactly
the same words she’d said to her. Logically Gally knew it shouldn’t bother her,
after all both Sango and her were pokegirls, they had no real connection to
each other aside from a taming partner, not like Mihoshi and Washu, and they
both wanted to be tamed by Nikolas but something about her saying that to him
made her see red.

>

‘Why?’
she demanded of herself as she fought to keep down her rapidly rising rage.
Immediately she got her answer, ‘Cascade failure of emotional regulator
inhibitors,’ her body told her with machine like precision. Gally groaned
quietly to herself as she managed to put everything toer, er, the constant sex
in the background, with all the sounds and smells that came with it combined
with her own need to be tamed was exacerbating the onset of her feraldom. She
could already feee loe loss of precision in her movements, the way the signal
resolution between her organic mind and inorganic body was degrading. ‘And now
my emotional regulator is starting to take back over.’ In just a few hours sheew tew that what little control she still had over her body would be gone and her
emotional regulator would take over and start amplifying every emotion she had.
Even the little bit of control she’d lost so far was enough to allow it to turn
a small pang of jealousy into rage. If it went on much longer she knew it
didn’t bode well for the rest of the hotel room’s occupants.

Nikolas
smiled as he relaxed on the bed with Ivy snuggled up to one side of him, Harley
on the other, and Sango slowly riding him. His protest hadn’owedowed Sango down
in the least and after another can of caledaled sawdust she had simply told him
to lie down on the bed while she speedily disrobed. When the black combat
leotard that she wore under her pastel kimono joined it on the floor shd
wd
wasted little timrokiroking him back to hardness and then mounting him. Even
though he couldn’t shake the feeling of being used a bit like a sex toy Nikolas
really couldn’t make himself care, Sango was doing all the work, he didn’t have
to worry about pleasing her, by the noises she was making she was seeing to
that, and most importantly his body got to simple lie here and relax while a
beautiful young girl pleasured its most sensitive part.

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every pokegirl Sango was far stronger then Nikolas, if she really wanted to he
knew Sango could reach down and snap his neck like a toothpick, and with about
as much effort as it would take him to snap an actual toothpick, not that you
could tell it by looking at her. Only during moments of extreme exertion would
she have to strain her muscles enough to make them visible through the smooth
layer of silk like skin that covered her body. Instead of the muscle bound
appearance you would expect from someone capable of lifting a Snorlass clear
off the ground she looked like a very fit young girl. Her long trim legs looked
like they belonged to a gymnast and the similarity didn’t end there. They
connected to a set of hips wide enough to mark her as female but no where near
as femininely wide as Nina’s or Mink’s, her flat stomach clenched in time with
the healthy slap that sounded each time their bodies connected and her pert
little breasts kept the time of their joining as well. Her arms were behind her
supporting her sleight weight on Nikolas’ thighs. Her face was that of a
classical Asian beauty and it was framed by her black bangs while the rest of
her long hair was kept in check behind her head in a pony tail.

Gally
knew that the flashes of rage she felt every time Sango sighed or whimpered
weren’t really her own, at least not to the degree she was feeling them. When
the image of her beheading Nikolas with her style='font-family:Arial'>Damascusstyle='font-family:Arial'> blade flashed through her mind she snatched the
glaive from out of her overcoat and cast it across the room in a rush.

The
clatter of the metal weapon’s flight caused Kaya to pause from cleaning
herself. “What the hell’s your problem?” she asked the extremely stressed
looking pokegirl. She never got an answer.

Sango
sighed wistfully as her third little orgasm rolled over her body. She rarely
ever had a single big explosive orgasm, usually a string of close together
minigasms were what she got, a gradual step down relief of the tension in her
groin rather then one big boom. While she enjoyed the big booms when they
happened she much preferred the current situation, it gave her a much more
drawn out experience rather then the sudden rush of a normal orgasm. In a way
she pitied her tamers, one big blow and that was it, even shorter then a
woman’s orgasm, it made her wonder just why they seemed to love it so much, not
that she was complaining at the moment. Nikolas hadn’t cum but that didn’t
bother her too much, sure she wished that she could feel him filling her up
just as much as the next pokegirl but she also knew that given the abuse his
unit had suffered so far today her current languid pace simply wasn’t enough
stimulation to bring him to that point. Still, he had a big goofy grin on his
face each time she looked down at him and that was enough for her.

Gally
pulled her knees up to her chest and rocked in place staring off into space,
the TV completely forgotten all her attention on her ears and what they were
telling her. ‘One or two more and then she’ll be done, just one or two more,’
she told herself. ‘One or two more and then it’s my turn.’ The consequences of
her not getting tamed and going feral were far more dire then the consequences
of her getting tamed.

Sango
collapsed forward onto Nikolas as the last of the tension left her body and
saturated her with a bone deep contentment but she hadn’t even gotten settled
good when a shadow fell across her and Nikolas’ face causing her to look up.

Regardless
of what had happened in the last ten days Nikolas figured he must have done
something very good at some point in his life to merit being wedged between
Harley and Ivy while Sango covered him like a blanket with his manhood still
firmly embedded in her, not even the fact that he hadn’t came during the latest
bout of sex really bothered him as he savored the feeling of being surrounded
by three very different but oh so feminine bodies. His enjoyment was soon
spoiled when Sango tensed up on top of him. He cautiously opened one of his
eyes to see Gally silhouetted by the setting sun shining though the sliding
glass doors to the porch. Her whole body was plunged in shadow from Nikolas’
point of view butcoulcould plainly see her eyes and the little pokegirl looked
very, very put out.

n stn style='font-family:Arial'>“I
need to be tamed,” she hissed through clenched teeth. “Now.”

The
look on her companion’s face actually scared Sango. In the last three months
she had never seen Gally this….tense. Actually she hadn’t seen much emotion at
all out of Gally in all that time, she kept to herself, never initiating a
conversation and ending those that started as quickly as possible. The only
time she’d seen her mad at all was when somebody asked about her past and even
that passed so quickly as to be missed if you weren’t paying attention.

Nikolas
could feel the tension in Sango’s body as she lay across him, he even felt a
bit of uneasiness that he knew wasn’t his own. “Alright, you just had to ask.
ld yld ya give us a min….”

“No!”
Gally snapped. “Now,” she growled with an audible strain in her voice.

The
unease now pouring in from all three girls around him was enough motivation for
Nikolas to take Gally seriously. While his ego bristled at the fact that he was
letting Gally boss him around he was smart enough to know that if she was
making Ivy, Harley, and Sango nervous he should probably do as she said. Still,
he would be sure to remind her who was in charge before too long. “Ok, Sango,
Ivy, Harley, y’all go find something else to do,” he told the three girls that
were still clinging to him.

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The
girl’s obediently started to get up and disperse but Gally cut off their flight
by hissing, “They have to stay, and you need to get Mink in here.”

“Uhhh?”

“To
hold me down,” she growled as her hands clenched and flexed.

Nikolas
looked questioningly at her. “If it’s all the same to you I’d rather….”

“Unless
you’ve got a set of restraints in that pack they have to hold me down,” she
snapped.

Nikolas
gave the three girls a little nod and Ivy headed outside to retrieve Mink.
Nikolas moved around until he was sitting on the edge of the bed facing Gally,
the Battle Angel was trying to stand perfectly still but her entire body was
trembling, sometimes rather violently. Nikolas started to reach a hand towards her
to try and comfort her but Gally batted it away effortlessly. “Hey! If you want
me to tame you…”

“Just
don’t touch me until they’re holding me down,” Gally said meekly. Her entire
body railed against such a decree, more than anything it wanted him to touch
her, everywhere, but the rational portion of her mind knew that it was too
dangerous to allow him too. ‘The next half hour will be bad enough without my
killing him to add too it.’

“We’ll
you’re going to have too take off your clothes first,” Sango told her as Ivy
returned with Mink. Outside both of Nikolas mothers and sisters and Nina had all
turned around to see what was going on inside.

“Gally,
are you ok?” Minked ked with genuine concern in her voice.

“Just
hold me down while he tames me,” she shot back.

Ivy
and Mink joined Harley and Sango on the bed being careful not to hit Mihoshi in
the process, something aided by the sheer acreage of the generous king sized bed.
As they all watched Gally’s boots released with a hiss and multiple metallic snaps,
with a casual flick she sent both of them flying off her feet and into the
wall, which is when the assembled audience got it’s first shock, Gally had no
toes, rather then the smooth skin of a taming mode Battle Angel Gally’s feet
were solid. There were several lines where her foot was obviously meant to bend
but she had no individual toes, just the outline of them, it looked for all the
world that Gally’s feet were encased in dull shiny metal socks, which happened
to be the second shock. Gally’s feet were obviously made from some kind of
metal.

Befitting
her appearance Kaya slithered up onto the bed soundlessly and took a seat at
the head of the bed, her eyes locked on Gally’s body as she disrobed.

After
the surprise of her feet Nikolas had been ready for just about anything, when
Washu had said she thought that Gally was a Battle Angel he’d done a little
reading on the species and he’d agreed with Washu, he had just assumed that she
always kept some parts of her armor manifested, but now after her boots he
wasn’t sure, actually he was positive she wasn’t a Battle Angel. Battle Angels
were steel types but the only metal on them was their armor, underneath they
looked like the Ingénues they evolved from, nowhere had there been any mention
of metal bodies. But now, as Gally pulled the garment down her arms and body he
was again at a loss, covering her upper chest and arms were expanses of very
lightly tanned skin. ‘Wthe the hell is go….’ Nikolas started to say, until the
suit was below Gally’s mid upper arms. From the middle of her upper arm down
was solid metal. The buttery glow of it made Nikolas think of titanium but the
truly striking feature of it was the way it looked to be sculpted onto her.
Where every muscle should have been was a plate in its shape giving her the
look of a serious weight lifter, but one carved from the same metal as her
weights. So entranced was Nikolas by Gally’s arms that he barely took note of
the fact that the rest of Gally’s torso, including her full C-cup breast were
covered in that same lightly tanned flesh as her upper arms and face. It was
only as the very nervous and shaking Gally exposed her womanhood that Nikolas’
attention returned to her hands. No hair grew between her toned legs, in fact a
cursory examination revealed that there was no hair anywhere on her body, and
as the vinyl was rolled lower it became obvious that her legs were constructed
in the same manner as her arms. Down to mid thigh they were covered in flesh
but below that there ere an anatomical study in forged titanium. With the sun
behind her the metal the metal that she was made of seemed to glow, giving her
an other worldly aura as she moved towards the bed.

The
whole time she had been stripping Gally had refused to look Nikolas in the
face, this didn’t change as she clambered onto the bed and laid down between
the collection of girl’s upon it. Kaya showed a surprising amount of gentleness
as she guided Gally’s head to her lap and without being told she immediately
spread her arms and legs out as wide as they could go and the girls quickly
held her down, Ivy and Mink holding her arms while Harley and Sango took care
of her legs and feet. Each time one of the girl’s touched her Gally flinched
away from them but she managed to keep her appendages in place until she was
restrained. As soon as each of the girls grabbed hold of one of her arms or
legs Gally started to struggle against the grip forcing the girls to sit on her
arms and feet hoping that their body weight would help them keep a hold of her.

Nikolas
could tell that something was very wrong with Gally, far beyond simply badly
needing to be tamed. He knew that some species could get violent when they went
feral but something about the way Gally was acting made him think she wasn’t
just afraid of going feral, or even getting violent when it happened. After
positioning himself kneeling between her legs he started to run his hands along
the smooth metal that covered her body and asked, “Gally, what species are
you?”

When
she first felt Nikolas ran his hands along her calves Gally felt like every
pressure receptor in her legs overloaded. If she had been a bit more lucid she
might have been concerned about them burning out but instead she simply wanted
Nikolas to touch her again. His quiet question didn’t even register on her
until he stopped stroking her legs and softly repeated himself.

When
Gally’s body exploded up off the mattress the second time he touched her
Nikolas couldn’t believe she was reacting that way to simply having her legs
touched. He stopped brushing her metallic legs and waited until she came to
rest on the bed again before repeating his question.

Gally’s
strangled “Uhhhggnnnnn,” was the only reply, as she struggled against her
restrainers.

Deciding
that this was the best chance he was going to have to find out what he wanted
to know from the tiny little introvert Nikolas brushed a single finger along
the top of Gally’s left foot and asked again. “Gally, what species are you?”

Gally’s
foot recoiled hard enough to nearly unseat Harley from her ankle but the
Ocelolita managed to keep her grip and started to quietly giggle at Gally’s
antics. “Just tame me!” she begged as her arms strained hard enough for a faint
electric whine to be heard from her shoulders.

Nikolas
moved up to where the metal gave way to what looked like flesh and started to
drag his fingers across the juncture, lightly stroking the metal and massaging
the flesh as he went, “What,” metal, “species,” flesh, “are,” metal, “you?”
flesh.

“Just
tell him sweetie,” Kaya urged her.

Gally’s
face contorted into a grimace as her leg slid up the bed a few centimeters
pulling Harley along with it. A strangled moan was torn from her thin pink lips
as Nikolas slid his hand up another few centimeters and caressed the firm toned
flesh of her thigh.

“I’m
a Gunnm!” she finally whimpered. “I’m a Gunnm,” she sobbed as she felt Nikolas’
firm hand stop caressing her. “Please don’t get rid of me.”

Initially
Gally’s confession didn’t faze Nikolas as he couldn’t recall anything about
that particular type, it was when Kaya, Sango, and Ivy recoiled like she was a
loose Naga that Nikolas’ memory was jogged.

To
his credit he managed to suppress the look of terror that came to his face
almost immediately but Gally saw it none the less, and as quickly as it passed
across his face Gally felt her heart break. ‘Not another one! Not again!’ she
cried to herself. ‘He’s going to throw me out, and he’s going to throw me out
half feral,’ she thought as memories of the last time she’d come out of a feral
state, at least she assumed she had been feral, she still couldn’t remember
anything that had happened to her before that save a few snapshots from her
creation. Faster then would have been possible for a human mind she slid into a
depression and within a few microseconds she flew into a rage at Nikolas, at
all of them, at what they were going to do to her but as soon as Nikolas
started to lean over her the rage was swept away by an intense longing for him,
which only triggered another bout of depression, fear and anger.

The
emotions that flashed through Gally’s eyes went by so fast that her face
couldn’t begin to keep up with them, the corners of her mouth and eyes were
tugged up and down so fast that they never made it anywhere, just twitching
back and forth like she had a tick. Her big brown eyes kept time with her mouth
making her entire face tremble. Nikolas knew enough about Gally’s type to know
that most of the emotions he could identify didn’t bode well for him or any of
the girls, he was certain that she was rapidly going feral and even worse for
them was the fact that she seemed so concerned about them getting rid of her,
something that he knew hadn’t been helped by his and the girl’s reactions to
her statement. Nikolas’ survival instinct was screaming at him to get rid of
her, to throw her out and get away from here, far far away , but he knew that
simply wasn’t an option, he and everyone else in the room would most likely be
dead before he could even utter the second T in “Get Out,” there was only really
one open to him at this point.

Gally
did her best to reign in the all consuming anger each time each time the loop
ran through it but she could already feel her control slipping away, she knew
that in a few hundred more cycles she wouldn’t be able to contain it, and
then…then….then something she hadn’t expected happened. Without Sango or Ivy
holding onto her he crawled over her and leaned down placing a gentle kiss on
her cheek, right on top of the silver stripe that ran under her left eye and
down her cheek. His lips trailed down the stripe following it until it ended
near her mouth where he hopped over to and delivered a light but insistent
kiss.

Even
though Nikolas was sure what he was kissing was some sort of advanced polymer
masquerading as flesh it felt real enough to him, real enough to run his tongue
along to coax her lips open so that he could explore the insides of her thin
lipped mouth.

Gally’s
body knew what to do when it felt Nikolas’ tongue invade her mouth, even if the
rest of her hadn’t quite caught up with what was going on. Gally was returning
her tamer’s kiss with gusto as her brain processed the fact that he not only
wasn’t getting rid of her, not only wasn’t he acting like she had male
infecting version of the red plague but he was kissing her, with every
indication of taming her in short order.

Nikolas
chuckled deep in his chest when Gally arched up off the bed trying to extend
the length of their kiss as he pulled back. When the look of uncertainty
returned to her eyes when their contact Nikolas was quick to reassure her with
a happy little grin that wasn’t entirely genuine before telling the rest of the
bed’s shocked occupants, “Hold her down girls.”

This
time Gally’s whimper wasn’t of despair it was of delicious anticipation as she
felt Sango and Ivy’s grip return to her wrist and ankle holding her securely to
the bed. With agonizing slowness Nikolas made his way down to Gally’s legs and
started his way up.

Yerella
watched Nikolas work his way slowly up each of Gally’s legs with a sense of
pride. She was quite proud of her son; with everything he’d gone through
recently he was still the same kind boy she’d raised. When she’d heard what
he’d done for the first time she’d been worried that her bastard of an owner
had finally managed to ruin her son but those fears had been put to rest the
first time he’d talked to her about the twins, and now those fears were being
shown to be unfounded again as he did he best to please the diminutive Battle
Angel on the bed. Something had spooked several of the girl’s in the room, and
whatever it was had momentarily stunned Nikolas as well but whatever it was her
boy had managed to put it behind him and return to the task at hand.

“Have
you ever heard of a Battle Angel looking like that?” Lana asked from beside her.

“Not
to my knowledge,” Yerella answered calmly as her son’s head disappeared between
Gally’s legs and the four girls holding her down had to struggle to keep her on
the bed. She had been tempted to have Lana give him some pointers when she’d
first heard about this little rest stop but given Gally’s reaction it wouldn’t
be needed. Regardless she doubted that he’d take the instruction well.

“You
think that’s what scared them?”

“Maybe,”
Yerella said. A glance to the side showed her haremsister’s daughters and Nina
trying to look like they were still paying attention to the card game they had
started and failing miserably, both of the little brown Titmice and the purple
furred Catgirl were visibly panting and Yerella’s sensitive nose could smell all
of them starting to get a bit aroused. Another deep sniff brought the scent of
another aroused Titmouse to her nose and she cast a questioning eye Lana’s way.

“Well
I’m sorry but he is cute,” Lana hissed back trying to keep her voice low and
away from Isabella and Edora.

Like
it or not Lana was correct, Nikolas was a younger and a bit more muscular
version of his father who’d been a good looking man in his younger days. ‘Thank
Sukebe that’s all he got from his father,’ Yerella thought to herself as
Nikolas climbed up on the bed and started to align his manhood with Gally’s
sheath.

Within
two seconds Yerella, Lana, Nina and the twins all watched three things happen
in rapid succession on the other side of the sliding glass door. Washu burst
through the door followed by Faye, both of them holding up a large wad of
multicolored bills. Nikolas, who’d made his way a few centimeter’s into Gally’s
perfectly formed pussy by this time, pausing in his penetration and actually
withdrawing from her followed quickly by a frustrated howl audible even through
the door and Gally’s fist breaking free of Mink’s grip and crashing into
Nikolas’ face hard enough to send the young man completely off the bed and into
the back of the couch knocking it over in the process.

“Ohmagods,
I’m sorry, it slipped,” squealed Mink as Nikolas’ family came rushing in off
the balcony.

“What
did you do!?” Faye yelled from the doorway as Washu ran towards Nikolas.

“You
little psychopath!” Ivy growled as her vine whips rapidly encased Gally and her
offending appendage.

Gally
just started to babble incoherently as above her head Kaya started to snarl
baring her teeth. “Oh no, I didn’t! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean, no, no no! He
can’t…”

The
commotion even managed to wake Mihoshi from her nap. “Whass goin aawwn?” she
muttered sleepily as she rubbed the sleep from her big blue eyes.

Ceres’
was awake much quicker and opened her eyes to the sight of Nikolas lying on the
floor not a meter from her. “What happened!?”

“Nikolas!”
Nina yelled.

Washu
was dropping to her knees beside her tamer when he groaned, “Fucking hell
Gally, if you didn’t like it you could have just told me.” Nikolas wearily
climbed to his feet rubbing his jaw as the group stared at his back, when he turned
around and saw the stunned looks from the room’s inhabitants he asked, “What?”

“Why
aren’t you dead,” Gally asked quietly in shock from the bed, the vines holding
her down completely forgotten.

“Sorry
to disappoint you but I guess you didn’t hit me as hard as you thought.”

“I
hit you as hard as I could and I connected,” she said in awe. “Your head
shouldn’t even be attached to your body.”

“Wait
a minute, what?!” Washu snapped as she tried to process what was going on.

“She’s
a Gunnm,” Sango deadpanned from the bed as she let go of the leg she’d been
securing.

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Yerella
and the twins showed no outward reaction to the news though for differing
reasons. Like her haremsister Lana knew enough about Gunnms to know that they
were bad news but unlike her Lupina lover she reacted, quickly placing herself
between Gally and the twins and moving in asse tse to Yerella as she could.
Washu just looked back and forth between the vine wrapped Gally on the bed and
the side of Nikolas’ face where a big red mark was growing.

Washu
said nothing as she closed the gap between herself and Nikolas and examined the
mark at close range. “What other pokegirls are in your bloodline?” she asked
harshly.

Nikolas
couldn’t comprehend why Washu was so worried about his ancestry the moment.
“Errrr…”

“His
grandmother was a Charmanda and his great grandmother was a Damsel,” Yerella
supplied for her tongue tied offspring.

Nikolas’ Girls

Nina
– Catgirl

Washu
– Supe-Bra Ge

Ceres
– Vampire

Isabella
- Titmouse

Edora
- Titmouse

Mihoshi
– Bunnygirl

Gally
– Gunnm

Faye
– Cheshirestyle='font-family:Arial'>

Mink
– Dracona

Sango
– Kunochi

Delta
– Youma

Ivy
– Boobisaur

Harle Oce Ocelolita

Kaya
– Wildcat