The route would've normally taken three days, but with Mr. Gabriel setting the pace, it'd been a lazy five.

After the first offer to have one of the girls carry him, it was clear he was not happy with the idea. Since the longer journey only meant needing to spend more on food, no one complained too much.

"I can't wait to get to a bed." Mr. Gabriel grumbled as you walked towards Cherry Grove town.

The place was marginally larger than New Bark- a few more houses, a few larger fields, but you couldn't really see anything too different from way out here. The style and structure of the buildings were mostly the same. Mostly. The antennae near the centre of the town stood out not because of its height but because it had several large dishes- one clearly aimed towards New Bark's general direction, but there were four more. Transmitters maybe? They reminded you of cell towers.

Another thing that drew your attention was that right at the base of the metal part of the tower there was a sort of balcony.

Someone had jumped off of it, spread wings that had not been there before, and proceeded to fly.

"Oh shit!" Kat proclaimed, apparently having seen the same scene. "That was definitely cool."

You chuckled for the most part, your thoughts moving towards something that had drawn your attention north-east of the town. A stream of pokegirls were flying in and out of what looked like a cave. Unlike the other flying pokegirls you knew of, these ones appeared closer to bugs; their wings transparent, shining under the bright sunlight, their bodies segmented and yellow.

"Buzzbreasts," you muttered, rubbing your hand under your chin, and trying not to grimace too much at the name.

"I read online that the hive here helps with farming and protection," Tomas muttered under his breath.

What little there was of it, anyway. He was looking utterly exhausted and just about ready to keel over. Understandable considering Rachel had opted to claim her 'reward' for a 'job well done'. The Succubus was currently flying overhead, far enough she looked like a tiny dot in the sky.

"Before we collapse on the first bed we find," you called out to everyone, "let's check on the things we have to do first."

There was a round of nods, some more tired than others.

"League law says we'll have to at least try the gym before continuing on to Violet." Kat actually sounded a little giddy at the prospect. "We also need to buy food which means we need to find some mission to earn some money." She glanced at you. "Maybe we can fool people into challenging you for money..."

"Fuck that." You rolled your eyes. "Meet up at the pokecenter at nightfall?"

"Which one?" As Tomas said this, you quirked a brow. "There's two?"

"Look at the fancy town with two pokecenters," Kat giggled.

"We'll figure it out, it might come down to whichever has the availability," you shrugged, pointing at your dex. "Just send a message."

"I'll stick to gramps, then," Kat said, moving next to Mr. Gabriel. "You burly men can go do the dirty work of finding out about the possible missions and the gym." As she said this, she paused, her nose scrunching up. "Ah, I'm also trying to find if I can maybe get a domestic girl to join my harem, so keep an eye out for those."

"I'll check the gym," you spoke out before Tomas could say anything else, glancing at the group, you gave one last wave. "I'll stay in touch."

And with that, you split off, walking ahead a little faster and following the signs that pointed the way towards your new destination; your thoughts moving towards a slight sense of comfort even though Diane and Monica were both currently balled. It gave you a slight sense of privacy even though you were in a crowded place- a week of having either of the pokegirls constantly latched on to your side had been hard to adjust to.

Sure, while on the road they'd been balled as well, but it was different because there were Tomas, Kat, and Gabriel. Now it really felt like you were on your own without needing to worry about what you should say or do to guide things in one direction or another. In a sense, it was comforting, and it made you miss them somewhat.

You'd wait a bit longer though. Right now the sun was somewhat warm and you were ignoring how some of the people looked your way.

That was, until you realized they weren't looking directly at 'you' but slightly behind you. Stopping your steps, you glanced to the side, at the window on the house at the opposite side of the street. And there, clear as day, you could see Rachel was floating right behind you, her wings quietly flapping.

"What do you want," you growled.

"I was merely enjoying the feelings of relieved solitude," she replied. "I was feeling peckish, wanted a snack."

You didn't turn to look at her, sighing instead. "Don't you have to go with Tomas or something?"

"He doesn't own me," she snapped, snorting loudly.

"Will you leave if I ask you to?" You said tentatively.

"I'd think about it."

Another growl- you turned around, looking at her with a flat unamused look. "Ok, please leave."

"I don't want to." Did she chuckle and smile... for real? It made you quirk a brow. "Maybe I'll do it if you answer a question."

"Not going to take a 'maybe' from you," you said.

"Fine." A roll of her eyes. "One honest answer and I'll go back to boy wonder."

A sigh. "But I can decline to answer."

"I doubt you will, but sure." She paused, flapping her wings slightly and drifting down until her feet touched the ground. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"No."

A frown. "But you find me attractive."

"Two loosely related but entirely separate things," you replied. "Not that I find someone pretending to be dumb and bubbly to be very attractive." Another roll of your eyes. "Anyway, you have your answer."

Rachel had gone from looking amused to a deep frown. "I could force you."

"And?"

"And I could break you," she said, leaning forward, her hand reaching out to your chest but not quite touching. The hand glowed. "I could give you pleasure so intense it'd leave you a slobbering addict. A human unable to think of anything or anyone else. An animal bound to his baser instincts and not much else."

With a snarl, you reached out and grabbed the glowing hand pressing it against your chest. Your knees wobbled as you almost moaned, heat running through your body like a fire, lava coursing through your veins. Your jaw tightened as you then stepped towards the shocked succubus, snarling.

"I spent a week at the whims of a near-feral Monica, wondering if the next time we fucked I was going to die or not." Another step, she stumbled slightly as you leaned down, looking into her eyes. "Every pokegirl in this street could kill me with little effort. I'm sure a dedicated mouse could fucking do it too." You were close enough to see the golden flecks of colour within her irises, her wide eyes. "Stop pretending you're hot shit because of it and drop these stupid empty threats."

A heartbeat, your body was burning, your cheeks were hot, your pants were tight. Fuck her, you wanted to fuck her, you wanted to pin her down and fuck her. The thoughts were like lightning running through you. 'Fuck her, fuck her now'. You growled, pushing her hand away from your chest and shoving her back, her skin was so soft...

No, focus.

Your eyes coursed through her body as she looked at you in bewilderment and disbelief. you drank in her curves, and it made it all the harder to resist, stop yourself from going any further.

"You said you'd leave," you said, taking heavy breaths, trying to slow down your raging pulse- but even breathing sent tingles through your whole body.

Numbly, the succubus nodded, turning, flapping, gaining speed and altitude.

Somehow it looked like she was running away.

With your eyes firmly on her, watching her gain more and more distance, you couldn't hold back anymore, you released Diane. The nurse appeared in a flash of red light, looking around, and then yelping as you grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the main street, trying to find somewhere more private and fast.

"Master, your pulse..." She said.

"Something hit me, lust thing," you explained, stopping at the first alley that looked just moderately devoid of traffic and pinning her to the wall.

You kissed her, hard, reaching up, grasping her breast through the shirt and clumsily clawing at it while your whole body pressed her hard. The nurse didn't even hesitate, her hands reached down to your pants and opened the fly, letting out your raging erection.

"This... is why I need a skirt, Master," she purred as she quickly removed her pants, wrapping her legs around your hips.

"Are you..."

"I'm already plenty worked up, Master," she whispered, rubbing herself against your hardness. "Just give my body a second to catch up."

It didn't take long before you were finally inside of her, the nurse all but joyous and loud in her eagerness to show how much she was enjoying this. Her hands grasped at your shoulders and your hair, her body hotter with every thrust.

"Harder, Master, fuck me harder!" She moaned. "Fuck your pokegirl, that's what I'm good for, to be fucked by you."

You'd be lying if you said it didn't add a certain flare to things, but your body couldn't care less- the arousal burned and you needed an outlet. And Diane happened to be the best option available.

By the time you were done, you were out of breath, the nurse helping you clean up as she put her clothes back on. She kissed your cheek as you'd regained enough of a presence of mind to realize the street you'd used was not as empty as you'd thought. Your cheeks were ablaze.

"Thank you, Master." She hugged your arm and pulled herself close, leaning against your shoulder. "May this receptacle of her Master's sexual desire inquire what caused Master to get so worked up?"

"Rachel," you muttered darkly.

That sobered up the sex-drunk nurse quite fast.

"If it's not too much to ask..."

"She's acting weird," came your response. "She's been watching me closely these past few days and it's slightly unnerving."

"What about today?" She spoke, tensing against your arm. "What happened?"

"Tried to threaten me that she'd give me so much pleasure I'd break, I kinda partially called her bluff and told her to scram." This time a grimace. "Turns out it was a pretty damn close call, good thing I had you on hand."

That made the nurse show some relief, nodding. "Any time, Master." She kissed your cheek. "Anywhere, and anywhen."

"Good to know."

"No, Master, you don't know," she said, smiling wide while reaching to touch your chest. "I really mean it anywhen, and anywhere. Here, now, in front of everyone, suddenly and without question. I'd really like it."

"Ok, so maybe you're a bigger pervert than I am."

The nurse giggled at that, looking quite happy to continue down the road and towards the gym.

The "Gym" was a tall, singular two-story building that reminded you of an industrial block. Just tall walls all around like some big ugly gray box. The whole thing felt relatively new compared to the rest of the town, the entrance to the building being a singular large set of double doors.

The reception area was rather large.

With Diane walking behind you, you reached the main desk and waited for your turn before a brunette girl greeted you with a slight nod. "How may I be of assistance, sir?"

"I was wondering about challenging the gym," you said with a slight nod. "Do I need to schedule?"

"That would depend, how many badges do you have, sir?"

"None."

The woman blinked, took a moment, looked up at you and then at Diane, and her smile tightened slightly. "Would sir mind if I confirmed their pokedex?"

"Go ahead." You handed it over.

Taking it, she plugged it to her station, and then her eyes bugged out before she unplugged and returned it. "Ah, sir, not to worry." She folded her hands on her lap. "You can schedule a trial for whenever you wish."

"What about for right now? I've also got some friends who might want to challenge."

"It would need at least two hours forewarning, sir," she said.

Glancing at the watch on the dex, you figured it'd be best not to have a go at it today.

"I'll keep it in mind," you nodded. "Any advice for a first-timer?"

Her lip twitched. "I am certain that sir would not have much of a challenge."

Diane giggled a little.

"Well... ok then, thanks for the information."

You turned to look at your nurse as she walked next to you back outside.

"What's the joke?"

"The challenge difficulty shifts with how many gyms have been beaten, Master. I would prove a viable option for a first challenge, Monica would breeze through." She grinned. "Master owning such a strong pokegirl will surely mean you won't find gyms hard at all for the near future."

"Good to know I guess," you grumbled, sending out the details to everyone else.

You weren't the only one with news. Tomas said he'd found a possible mission worth looking into, and Kat had already found that the pokecenter nearer to the southern side of the town had enough vacancies. There was also a message from Felix, the specialist who'd you sent an email before leaving for Cherry Grove.

Hello Rick,

I've asked my girls and none of them knows a Succubus that matches the description you've provided. Considering how rare they are, it's likely she's either a recent evolution or she sneaked her way into the league. I'll ask around my contacts to check if any bells ring. Considering Succubi can live hundreds of years, it's always a good idea to confirm if they have a history or if they're "fresh"; older individuals can be incredibly dangerous.

Past that, judging by what you've described, it looks like that succubus either already has someone in mind she wants to be bonded to or is just using that Tomas fellow for her amusement. Personal suggestion is he gets rid of her fast, legal suggestion being that he sells her. Succubi tend to see things in terms of power, and people who're kind do not mesh very well with that.

If he opts to keep her, he would need to make sure to change the relationship paradigm. It doesn't seem like he has control of her, and regaining that is key.

An important note here: Succubi are resistant to taming cycles. Tomas SHOULD NOT use one on her unless he's aiming for a level 5 rewrite. Using anything lower will only complicate things and put him at risk.

Best of luck out there, and hope to hear more about this,

Felix

You read it, once, twice, thrice, and sighed before you passed it on to Diane and showed it to her.

"I'm going to ask this just in case, is this Felix fellow important? Huge mentioned he was an expert on infernals."

"I wouldn't know, but if Major Huge said he is a big deal, then I would take his advice to heart," she replied, returning the Pokedex. "What does Master wish to do?"

"I don't know," you muttered, wondering if you'd be able to find a chance to properly convey what you'd learnt to the young man. "For now let's go see if we can find anything interesting on the way to meet the others."

"I can certainly think of one or two things Master could do." Diane grinned as she took your hand.

"Let me guess, you're familiar with Cherry Grove Town?"

"Of course, I know of a few things in the town right next to the one I lived in, nurses like gossiping after all."

She began to walk a little ahead, her smile wide as her fingers squeezed your hand warmly. She kept looking over her shoulder at you and grinning even more broadly. Once or twice the two of you stopped for directions, but eventually, she appeared to find her way about. All the while, you were looking around and taking in the crowd. The town might not have been much larger than New Bark, but there were certainly more people mulling here and there.

There were fewer displays of public sex too, or at least the route you were going through didn't seem to have much of those.

Eventually, you reached an outcrop of sorts. It was a bit of the mountain the town was built on that overlooked the valley below. The location itself looked fairly well hidden, just one of many such spots that made the town's inclination more apparent. The view was quite interesting- in front of you the remainder of the town, then the fields.

"I see why the town was named Cherry Grove," you muttered, looking at the splotched field of green and white.

Cherry trees.

"Is it spring? Why are only some of them in bloom?" You wondered out loud, looking at them with some interest.

"To be able to have cherries year-round, the farms use plant types to control when the trees enter bloom," Diane explained with a smirk. "I know things other than medicine, Master."

You pulled her into your arms, hugging her closely. "I can see that."

With a little blush, she leaned into your chest. "Does my wonderful Master like the view?"

"We both know the corny response is that I like you more than I like the view," you chuckled, watching her blush harder. "Doesn't make it any less true. Thank you, Diane." Slowly, you caressed her hair, watching her smiling from ear to ear. "Sorry for having kept you in the pokeball for so long, it must really be boring in there all day long."

Rather than answer, she raised herself to her tiptoes, leaving a peck on your forehead before you growled and squeezed closer, claiming her lips properly and feeling her melt in your embrace.

"Thank you, Master."

"You do know you can call me Rick, right?" You spoke softly.

That made her pout. "But calling you 'Master' is such a turn on..." Her finger drew circles on your chest. "Maybe would you rather 'Sir'?"

A little chuckle. "It was just a suggestion, you can call me whatever you like."

"Very well My Lord, King of this humble vessel of desire, Master of-"

"Don't overdo it." You flicked a finger against her nose, and made her flinch and giggle.

Quietly, you held her against you as you both took in the sights, and enjoyed the quiet and warmth that seeped into you from her touch. Your mind slowly wandered towards the other pokegirl you owned, and the events from last night. It was probably going to be best to give her a moment of your time that didn't involve sex. Or maybe a bit of it, she'd certainly smell the sex out of Diane the moment she came out.

With a little inward grimace, you had to wonder how someone would be able to handle having many pokegirls about- you'd seen more than one person walking around with at least five.

The idea felt daunting.

"You should stop doing that, Master," Diane mumbled as she turned to look up at you.

"Do what?"

"Think," she replied, poking your chest. "Your blood pressure rose, pulse quickened, and adrenaline twitched, something made you nervous."

That made you blink a moment. "I'd read Raphas were sensitive to these things, but I hadn't quite internalized it."

"Changing the subject, Master?"

"No, no, just a little amazed, is all." You shook your head. "I had just thought of how daunting it'd be to have to handle a horde of pokegirls, it'd definitely run me ragged. I'm not some young teenager anymore."

Diane giggled a little, making you quirk a brow. "Master is far better than a teenager," she said, cooing while she moved to wrap her arms around your neck and pull you closer, kissing your cheek before letting go. "Would Master like to know exactly how much more... virile he is than a teenager? Or how he can make this nurse's legs oh so weak with but a touch and a whisper?"

"Down, down I say," you chuckled, kissing her forehead before pulling back. "I'm still a bit winded."

She pretended to pout before giggling again, rubbing her cheek against your chest before letting go. "Would you like to let Monica out, Master?"

"What brought this on?"

"I had my fair share," she replied. "Can't hog Master all to myself, no matter how much I might want to."

"I'm a resource now," you grumbled, reaching for the belt and releasing Monica. The feline stretched, looked around once, then at you as Diane hugged you.

And she immediately joined in, giving your cheek a lick. "Sex now?"

You had to groan.

You reached the pokecenter with Diane at your side and Monica in tow happily munching on a piece of cooked meat that was on a stick. The purring was quite loud; she'd munched her way through five of the things by now. The feline looked incredibly pleased with herself about it.

"I see someone's finding out the miracles of cooked meat," Kat spoke up. She was seated on a bench, Liz on top of her.

The lizard girl was face down, her belly on Kat's lap, and her tail was currently being scrubbed by the human. She was using what seemed to be a cloth of some sort, and the lizard pokegirl was all but luxuriating while being pampered in such a way.

That was, until she noticed Monica.

The next instant, she was hissing, seated on Kat's lap, but her tail well away from sight, glaring at Monica and the meat-stick she held.

"Seems she didn't forget," Kat laughed, patting the lizard's head in reassurance.

It didn't calm her much.

"Where are the others?" You asked, ignoring how Monica looked at Liz with hungry eyes.

"Out and about, Tomas sent me the details of the quest." Kat hugged Liz and yawned a little. "Some tamers got rowdy near a ranch, scared off some of the herd into the forest. Only a handful came back, and wounded. There's apparently a feral nearby that's being rather troublesome."

You quirked a brow. "What's the interesting part?"

"The reward includes a Milktit, domesticated all the way through," she replied. "I think she might be a good idea for my harem. Plus they produce a lot of milk, so it should reduce expenses at least to some degree."

You kept your reaction to yourself, only nodding as you glanced at Diane. "Thoughts?"

"Milktits are very smart, they're not good combatants by any stretch, but management jobs or as the harem plaything... those are good positions one could take unless she evolves," Diane replied. "Above all, Milktit milk is nutrient-rich. If untreated, it will also make pokegirls who drink it lactate."

"What."

"Milktit milk, unless boiled, will cause pokegirls who drink it to lactate themselves. A very enjoyable pastime... with the right partner." The nurse looked at you with a slight blush and you suddenly knew she'd already made plans.

"I'm sure Monica will like it," you said, and that deflated her a bit.

"Monica?" Monica asked, finishing off the meat and licking the stick.

Your dex dinged, a message from Tomas. It was rather brief.

South-Edge pokecenter, 10am.

That was... tomorrow?

"He's saying not to head out today?" Kat wondered as she read the message.

"Seems like..." You paused, blinking as you saw Tomas. "Here he comes."

And as soon as you saw him you realized why he'd put the time to meet up as tomorrow.

He looked absolutely exhausted and drenched, as if he'd just ran a marathon.

"What's wrong with you?" Kat asked, startling him out of the daze. "You look like you ran a marathon."

"I feel like it too," he replied, continuing his way into the pokecenter without further explanation.

Kat looked at you and you stared back, slightly concerned. "Maybe he just had a brush-up with some pokegirl," you pointed out.

The young woman frowned slightly. "I think we both know her name."

Without another word, she stood and headed towards the building as well, leaving you alone with your two girls.

Before you could say anything to Diane, Monica sat on your lap.

You looked at her.

She looked back at you. "Rick," she said, raising her tail, and dropping it on your hand.

She then grabbed your hand and made it caress the soft fur on her tail before letting it go.

"Pets Monica."

You had to wonder when she'd learnt that new word.

 

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