[Episode 176623] [Episode 176623]Walking along the streets of Greenpeace, Ranma kept a hand on his Shaguar’s shoulder. The petite PokéGirl seemed to be garnering a lot of attention, despite the face she wasn’t as... ‘built’ as many other PokéGirls.
“Hey, Sheila...” Ranma spoke her name softly so only her excellent Shaguar-hearing could pick it up. “You sure you don’t want me to just PokéBall you and take you the rest of the way to the PokéMart?” He didn’t know why, but he didn’t like the looks people were giving his PokéCutie.
Not that Sheila was complaining about the attention. If Ranma didn’t know any better, he would’ve sworn that she was reveling in the attention she was getting. Of course, running around naked on would garner attention, even in this world.
“Why?” The petite PokéGirl wondered, frowning slightly. “Don’t you want to show off who won your PokéBattle, Master?”
Blinking his eyes, Ranma was quick to answer, “Oh no! It’s not that. You should be proud of winning such a difficult PokéBattle...” but how was he to explain to a PokéGirl that he felt oddly... well, jealous of the stares she was receiving? He wasn’t jealous... was he?
“Then, why?” The Shaguar asked, pouting at her master slightly. She wanted to show off to everyone that she was actually a good PokéGirl.
“Whoo-hoo! Hot Shaguar, buddy!” Some random person Cat-type fetishist called.
Hubba, hubba! I bet she’s nice n’ tight!”
Sheila preened from the attention, happy to finally be getting what she thought she deserved.
“Hey is she into girls? I like ‘em small, myself.” A Tigress asked before her owner dragged her off.
Ranma blinked his eyes at all the cat-calls and cheers. He slumped his shoulders and shook his head good-naturedly as he saw the Shaguar smiling happily. He couldn’t deny Sheila. This is what she wanted. Grinning lightly, Ranma made a bit of a show as he used his hand to quickly slap onto Sheila’s rear; fingers goosing into her butt-cheek. “I think we should get you some clothes, my sweet Shaguar-chan.”
“Whoot!! You lucky bastard!! That's quite a fo-er... catgirl!”
“My, he’s a bold one.” Someone female in the crowd said.
Ranma smirked. Somehow he knew the butt-slap would re-establish the attention on Sheila...
“Lucky son of a bitch.”
...And maybe get himself a little praise.
“Damn it! Does he have to parade her around naked like that!? Now I’m all honry and no PokéGirls!”
Purring from the slap and the attention she was getting, Sheila wiggled her butt into Ranma’s hand. “Mmmm... like your hand, Master!” She mewled and smiled at him.
Ranma blinked his eyes. Hmm... there were a lot of people around on the streets, more than usual. Blinking his eyes as he realized his Shaguar spoke to him, Ranma grinned and gave her butt a tight squeeze. “Like your rear, Sheila.”
“Smack dat ass, man!” Another street go-er called out.
“Like... no fair... she’s got a good looking master, and we got pimple-face here!” one rather buxom Growltit complained.
“Uh-huh,” another rather-human PokéGirl agreed.
“Hey! That’s it no taming tonight!”
The Growltit rolled her eyes. “Big deal.”
Purring, Sheila winked at her master and wiggled her rear for him. “Wanna slap it again, Master?” She purred more, her tail wagging.
At that suggestion, Ranma smiled as he walked along with his Shaguar. “Why not? Once more before we get you clothed won’t hurt.” Grinning, he brought his hand back further this time and gave her butt one more slap.
*WHAP*!
“Man, that could be heard all over town!”
“Harem Master, my butt! We got us an Ass Master walking!”
Mewling, Sheila jolted slightly and smirked, while wiggling her rear for him. “Felt gooood...” she whispered huskily.
Ranma smiled. Leaning over he whispered to her, “Maybe I’ll give you some more later. For now, we really need to get you clothed...” so where the hell was that PokéMart?
...
Wait a minute... What was going on over at the town square? A festival? No, nothing fancy... a flea market?
Sheila pouted slightly, but nodded. “Okay, Master...” she blinked her eyes as she saw that his attention was drawn somewhere else. “Master?”
“Yeah, Sheila?” Ranma asked as he turned back to look at his petite PokéGirl, his fingers kneading her butt gently.
“Step right up folks! I got the best gear ever to grace the shelves of the PokéMarts!” A familiar, pompous voice shouted out. “Special today only! Buy four High Potions and I’ll throw in a Revive Pill for free!”
Stopping in place, Ranma blinked his eyes. Wait a minute! He knew that voice! Still, it meant he could find some clothing... fingers gently gripping into Sheila’s butt some more, Ranma turned to look at his PokéGirl. “Feel like checking it out?”
Pressing her butt into her master’s hand, Sheila purred some more. “Sure thing.”
Ranma nodded his head to that and the two went closer into the throng of people gathered around the large series of tables.
As they got into the crowd, Sheila cuddled up to Ranma’s side. Both to show that she was his, and the fact that she was slightly nervous around all these people at once...
Upon reaching the main table, it was obvious to the pigtailed Tamer that, yes, his ears weren’t deceiving him. For there stood a familiar man with curled brown hair. His most noticeable features were his metal prosthetic hand, and a scar over his lips which held back a tongue sharper than his wit.
“Be Smart, Shop AsS-Mart...” Ranma quoted, still unbelieving as to who was here.
The man took notice of Ranma instantly as if overhearing. “Heeeeeey Sextome!!!” He shouted excitedly. “Heard ya’ won pretty good,” Ashley ‘Ash’ J. Williams remarked with a smirk.
“Yeah, I did...” Ranma said, trying to sound friendly. Hard to stay friendly when this was the same person who held a caster to his face the last time he met him. “What brings you to Greenpeace?”
“Oh this and that...” the PokéGirl-merchandise peddler said in a rather off-hand manner. “I just thought I’d take it on the road like in the old days... I figure... where you go, action happens... and sure enough, following your victorious ass has netted me more standard league credits than I made in the last eight months!”
A sweat-drop rolled down the side of Ranma’s head. “It’s really that profitable?”
“Are you kidding!?” Ash asked in a voice that had a tone of, ‘are you fucking retarded?’ to it. “Man, you are the hottest thing everywhere right now!”
Shaking his head to clear it of his thoughts, the pigtailed PokéGirl Tamer rose his fist to his mouth and coughed into it. “Hey, Ash!” Ranma spoke up. “Do you have any clothing with you in this little caravan? I need something for my Shaguar.” He placed his hand back on her ass. “Her outfit was ruined in her last PokéBattle."
“Oh yeah I got outfits,” Ash responded confidently as he looked the Shaguar over. “What’cha have in mind for her?”
“Something that’ll fit my PokéGirl AND look sexy on her,” Ranma said, feeling more confident with how to act than the first time he’d met Ash.
With the response he got from Ranma, Ash eyed the PokéGirl for more than to just get a look at her goods. “I see... well I got plenty of stuff that’s not only battle conscience, but also accent a PokéGirl’s hotness!” The PokéGirl-wares Salesman walked down the line over tables over to a large wooden chest. “Take a gander,” he said as he opened it.
“C’mon, Sheila,” Ranma said to his Shaguar as they looked over into the large chest.
Sheila grinned as Ranma felt her ass. Well, that and the fact that people were calling her hot and sexy. She was a PokéGirl, comments like that really, really got their motors running, after all.
Looking down into the chest, Ranma nodded his head at all the various pieces of outfits. “Hmm...”
Leaning over, Ash looked into the chest with the two potential customers. “As you can see, I stock all sizes from petite to busty. After all, PokéGirls come in various shapes and sizes.” Although left unsaid was that Ash preferred ones with a lot of bust.
Sheila’s eyes sparkled as she looked over the pieces. There really was some choice in there. “This all looks so good!”
Puffing his chest with pride at the comment, the PokéGirl-product peddler pointed out, “I try to pride myself on not limiting my wares to the over-busty like most stores do.” Not that he didn’t have plenty for those types either, but he knew there was money to be made in the often neglected petite kinds of PokéGirls whose outfit sizes are often under-stocked in normal stores.
Ranma nodded his head at what Ash was saying. And he needed to buy something for his petite Shaguar. Blinking his eyes, Ranma pulled up a black leather mini-skirt. One that was a MINI-mini-skirt.
“Oh now that is one of my finest petite leather pieces!” Ash called out with pride. “Lessee now... the rest of the outfits in here somewhere...”
Sheila’s eyes lit up when she saw that. “Meeeeeooowwwww!” She couldn’t believe it! That... that was just PERFECT!
Ranma watched as Ash dug around in the chest. As he watched, his own hand absentmindedly went over to the Shaguar’s rear. As his finger gripped into Sheila’s booty, Ash took out the other part of the outfit. A top that was more like a bra in how much material there was, also made of the same shiny leather. It was a tube-top with a cut down the front to accentuate the cleavage of the breasts, despite how tiny they would be.
“The beauty of this outfit is that it can be customized with other outfits for accessorizing, be it for fashion or battle specs!” Ash grinned. “Of course, it leaves little to the imagination... but it’s not like you don’t know every curve and inch of her body anyway.”
“I see...” Ranma said as he nodded his head. “Do you have any ice-blue panties?” He smiled. “Preferably a thong?”
The Shaguar grinned at the question. Especially since she would be the one wearing it! “Purr...”
Ash dug around a bit more before producing the requested pair of undergarments. “Here we go! I got these in ice-blue color right here, but they’re bikini-make so they’re tiny.”
Looking it over, Ranma realized that Ash was right. Even with Sheila’s fur, there’d be little to the imagination the thong part barely would cover her slit; there was barely any material in the front. Grinning, Ranma turned to his little Shaguar, and asked her, “What do you think?”
Looking it over for herself and realizing that it would leave plenty of her booty exposed, Sheila nodded and grinned. “Please?” She asked, smiling at her master happily.
Nodding his head, Ranma turned to Ash. “How much?”
“For you...” Ash considered it for a moment. “I’ll give you the ‘winners discount’ and we’ll say it’s...say five-thousand SLC?”
“Hey! Don’t gimme that!” Ranma shouted. “And outfit like this would normally sells for three-thousand overall!”
“Hey!” Ash shouted back. “I’ll have you know that this is top quality battle garments they take ALOT to ruin and destroy.”
Sheila pouted slightly. “Master?” Oh no! Did this mean she wasn’t going to get the whole outfit? Her eyes started to become soulful and watery.
Ash saw that pout and started to waver. “...One-thousand and five hundred slc... and that’s my last offer!”
A grin spreading on his features, Ranma nodded his head. “Sold.”
Ash held out one hand while holding the outfit with the other. He, of course, expected his payment before parting with that outfit.
Taking out his wallet, Ranma produced a two-thousand slc note. “And include an accessory for five-hundred slc, please.”
Nodding his head, Ash responded, “Sure thing.”
Sheila grinned and hugged her master after he paid Ash. “OH THANK YOU, MASTER!”
Placing the outfit in Ranma’s hands, Ash went to another chest which he opened before digging around in. “Let’s see... what does the Shaguar deserve...”
Smiling, Ranma hugged his Shaguar back tightly. “Surprise us,” he told Ash seriously, his hands rubbing up and down along Sheila's back.
“Purr!” The Shaguar smiled and nuzzled her master. It was really, really nice of him to get that for her.
Smiling wider at the nuzzling, Ranma’s hands moved down to goose her rear again.
Sheila purred louder and nuzzled more into her master as he gave her attention.
Finally, after a few moments, Ash found something suitable. “Ah ha!” From the chest, Ash produced what looked like a collar with a crystalline piece of ice for decoration. “This collar is set with a piece of ‘Nevermelt Ice’. When worn, it will increase the strength of an Ice-type PokéGirl’s ice attacks!”
Ranma whistled. “And you’ll give it for only five-hundred slc?”
“Eh...” the PokéGirl-wares salesman shrugged his shoulders. “I like ya, Sextome. So consider it an extreme discount.” He then handed the Nevermelt Ice done as a collar over to him.
Ranma nodded his head to that. “Awesome.” He handed Sheila the clothing and accessory so she could get dressed. He then turned back to Ash and asked, “By the way... do you have any more Edo-style shirts? I need a new one for my AmazonChan.”
“Sure thing! What’s her size?” He asked as he opens a cabinet that was next to the accessory chest.
”Hers was an extra-large,” Ranma said. “Not that she’s fat or anything, but she needs something to hold those large C-Cups she has.”
“Ah, got’cha.” He pushed aside shirts as he looked through them. “Any particular colors she likes?”
Ranma thought about it for a moment before answering, “She still has the pair of cranberry shorts... what would go with that?” Seeing Sheila bend over to put on her panties, Ranma grinned lightly and gave her ass a slap.
“PURR!” Sheila jolted slightly, before turning and grinning at Ranma. “Master likes my ass.” She winked before wiggling her butt for him again.
Most people around the two followed the movement of the petite PokéGirl’s posterior, even if she was just showing off for her master.
“Of course I do,” Ranma told his sweet PokéGirl before he grabbed at the panties and brought them up, teasingly giving her a light wedgy.
The Shaguar shivered in delight at her master’s teasing. “Mmmeeeeeww!”
Ranma smiled. Her mewls were SO CUTE!
Sheila had to readjust her panties slightly, causing her ass to wiggling and jiggle, much to the delight of the people around them.
Smiling, Ranma slowly turned away to look from his sexy Shaguar Sheila and back to Ash. “So anything, Ash?”
“Yeah here,” Ash said as he handed over the cranberry colored shirt much like one of Ranma’s Chinese shirts. It also had a nicely stitched-in picture of the mystical wolf Fenrir on it.
Ranma nodded his head. “Cool! How much?”
“This one is sturdy, but cheap at eight-hundred slc,” Ash told him before a serious look came to his face. “Just be careful, it may be resistant to a degree with electricity and water, but it’s not fireproof.”
Ranma nodded his head. “Got it.” Handing Ash the money, he then took the shirt from Ash. Yes, this was turning into a good day.
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