“Ah, who cares? It’s not like they were any real threat to us anyway,” Akane quipped back, her reflexive temper tantrum already forgotten in her own mind.
“Actually, they still could be. Gary does still have Titties, his Ivywhore, left,” Cassandra, the high elf, countered. She didn’t sound too intimidated by the prospect, but she didn’t sound ready to dismiss the girl outright either.
“Then there’s the harems of his two cronies, John and Jack. We don’t even know what they have in their harems,” Alice added with a cautious nod. “If nothing else, we probably shouldn’t drop our guard just yet. Not until we’re sure that they’re not in the same area anymore at least,” she added, sounding as if she didn’t want to take any chances.
“How the heck does someone get a nickname like that?” Ranma asked incredulously, unable to believe what she was hearing.
“Yeah, what’s the poor girl’s real name?” Akane asked, her irritation at the thought not aimed at Ranma quite yet. After all Ranma did have literally half a reason to understand how a real girl would feel in a situation like that. Or so Akane usually liked to claim when she wasn’t insisting on just what kind of pervert she though Ranma was.
“Uh . . . that is her real name actually” Cassandra corrected again, giving Akane and Ranma both a puzzled look.
“Okay, putting her weird name aside for the moment. What exactly makes this particular Pokégirl such a threat?” Nabiki interjected before things could get out of hand again. Looking the Pokégirl’s breed up on the Pokédex she was holding probably would have been more informative just then. Except that her little sister’s tantrums over just what kind of world they had fallen into were to get old, quick.
“Well, not too much by herself, really,” Cassandra started neutrally, still not seeming too concerned.
“But if Garry were to catch us asleep or off guard, he could do quite a bit to us with Titties’ help. Even keep us from waking up until we were totally helpless with her sleep powder attack. That’s not even counting his two cronies and their harems,” Alice continued, covering the more important bits of why the girls were concerned.
Now that actually did get Nabiki to look up the entry in her commandeered Pokédex for herself. The entry was very enlightening, just not in a good way . . .
IVYWHORE, the Breast-Enhancing Plant Pokégirl
Type: Near Human
Element: Plant/Poison
Frequency: Common to Uncommon
Diet: sunlight, water, nutrients through soil
Role: arousing other Pokégirls, soil regeneration, subduing feral Pokégirls, body modification
Strong Vs: Electric, Plant, Water, Rock, Fighting
Weak Vs: Psychic, Fire, Flying, Ice
Libido: Average to High (sunlight-based)
Attacks: Vine Whip, Razor Leaf, Leech Seed, Lust Dust, Vine Bondage, Sleep Powder, Bloom
Enhancements: Solar Healing
Evolves: Venuswhore (orgasm)
Evolves From: Boobisaur (normal)
After a Boobisaur has acquired enough experience, she will evolve into her next form: Ivywhore. Most of Ivywhore's powers, abilities, and drawbacks remain unchanged from her previous form, since unlike most other Pokégirls, the evolution doesn't radically alter this Pokégirl all that much. The most noticeable changes are that the bulb on her back has grown, with the first layer of petals opening (though it does not yet bloom), and that her bust has increased. No Ivywhore has anything less than D cup breasts, and they're often larger. At this point, wearing anything on her chest becomes very difficult, since even most elastic coverings would be stretched thin, making them form-fitting and uncomfortable, not to mention blocking the sun from their skin. Most of the deeper green markings fade away with this transformation as well.
Ivywhore has most of the same attacks as her previous form. However, with her bulb growing, she is able to make new poison powders. Her Sleep powder affects anyone it hits, making them slumber, and is a very convenient way to capture new Pokégirls. She also has the ability to make Bloom powder. This powder only works on females, be they human or Pokégirl. Bloom powder makes the bust of any female it hits grow larger; with how much larger is dependant on how much they are hit with. Only other Boobisaurs, Ivywhores, and Venuswhores, as well as types that can withstand poison, are not affected by this. An Ivywhore can make two different types of Bloom powder; temporary and permanent. Temporary Bloom powder is much easier to make, and can be created virtually at will by an Ivywhore. She usually tosses large amounts at opponents, letting their suddenly-grown gigantic breasts pin them down. Temporary Bloom powder rarely lasts more than an hour. Making permanent Bloom powder is much more difficult, requiring a longer time to synthesize, only letting her throw this type of powder roughly once a week. An Ivywhore always knows just how much powder to throw to increase a female's bust by a certain amount. This type is usually used on Pokégirls that an Ivywhore's Master wants to be chestier.
An Ivywhore that is allowed to bathe in the sun heals faster than a Boobisaur, to the point where she can heal all but the most grievous damage after roughly a full day of nothing but laying in direct sunlight. Of course, this also nourishes the soil to a great degree.
Feral Ivywhores are more dangerous to surrounding Pokégirls and human women, since in addition to tossing Lust Dust at random, they also use Bloom powder liberally. Most of the time its temporary, but every now and then there are stories of women who permanently developed mammoth mammaries due to a feral Ivywhore (or Venuswhore). It's very uncommon, but not unknown, for a Threshold girl to become an Ivywhore directly.
“Aw what’s the worst that could happen? I mean, if we knock them out, their Pokégirls will probably just stop whatever they’re doing all on their own again, and they’re a bunch of wimps themselves. Right you three?” Ranma quipped back as overconfidently as ever. Never minding that she was standing well clear of the two cat type Pokégirls as Ranma said it.
“How does permanently having giant breasts as a girl for the rest of your life sound? Is that bad enough for you, Saotome?” Nabiki shot back with a knowing grin meant to cow the martial artist a bit.
“What do you mean by that, Nabiki?! Ranma’s already got monster breasts on his girl form. I mean, just look at ‘em!” Akane protested skeptically, demonstratively squeezing Ranma’s chest hard enough to make her cry out.
“Ahh! Don’t do that! That hurts, Akane! These stupid things are sensitive; I keep telling ya!” the part-time redhead protested as she retreated from the rough treatment. Ranma even wrapped her arms protectively over her abused assets. Which had suffered another recent growth spurt Nabiki recalled, putting them around a D-cup the last time Ranma was forced, literally, to buy a bra to fit them.
Akane had been not so quietly jealous of Ranma’s ‘unfair luck’ since she’d learned about her fiancé’s new cup size as well. Ironic really, since Ranma had been trying very hard lately to keep that little change about her body as quiet as possible. Meanwhile Akane seemed to be doing her level best to make sure that everyone knew just how unfair it was that Ranma had bigger breasts than most real girls.
Now that Ranma was more annoyed than proud of his girl-form’s breast size, Nabiki knew that what she was going to say would hit home for Ranma at least. She hoped that Akane would realize the danger of what could happen to them at the same time. “No, you two. According to this entry here, we’re not talking, ‘I need a bigger bra,’ big. We’re talking, ‘so big I can’t even walk,’ big. That isn’t even mentioning what those perverts could do to us after the fact, when we can’t fight back anymore,” she finished.
So Nabiki didn’t tell them that the permanent version of that could only be done to one of them at first, so what? Knowing that it could happen any one of them aught to be incentive enough to get out of there while they still could.
“You’re kidding, right?!” Akane squawked in reply, unable to believe what she was hearing. Unnoticed by her little sister, Ranma paled as if she’d seen a ghost at the mentioned threat. The part-time girl’s arms still locked protectively covering her breasts as if frozen there by fright.
“Nope, In fact that’s how Gary caught several of the Pokégirls he’s sold to Poké-ranches or traded away to other Tamers he’s met along the way. Not that he had Titties use the permanent version of her Bloom attack on them. But since he’s probably mad about losing the three of us to you, Gary might just make Titties use her Bloom attack against us as payback for what happened. After that . . . well he can be pretty vicious after losing to another tamer. Especially if he finds out that he can beat them in a rematch later on,” Cassandra confirmed Nabiki’s warning for her.
Akane looked like she wanted to go off into another rage after hearing that. So Nabiki found herself having to step in again before her little sister could blow her top again. “Which is exactly why I think we should get moving now. We can decide what to do about everything else later,” she added to Cassandra’s story before anyone could protest.
“Hey, Cassandra. You were Gary’s Alpha, got any ideas where the closest town or camp site is? He lets you out of the ball a lot more than the rest of us,” Cyan added helpfully, no longer hiding underneath Kasumi’s skirt. Nabiki though she heard the Cheetit purring faintly as she licked her fingers for some odd reason.
A stealthy glance at her older sister, Kasumi, revealed nothing, except her normal serine expression . . . and a very faintly flushed complection. ‘Hah! Let the kitty get some cream did you, big sis?’ Nabiki thought to herself with a catty smirk, deciding to confront Kasumi about it later on for a bit of fun.
“Not exactly, no, but I think I do know where the road is from here. Using it should be a lot faster than wandering our way through the woods until we find something. It’s that way, by the way. But so is the RV, along with you know who and friends, probably. Not that we couldn’t cut around them,” Cassandra replied, looking just the faintest bit put out with Cyan, the Cheetit girl.
“Cool, and once we find it, Alice and I can scout ahead in either direction to find out where the closest town or campsite would be. Then we can all be on our way,” Cyan replied excitedly, ignoring the subtly envious looks she was getting from the elven Pokégirl.
“Fine, but I really don’t see any reasons why we shouldn’t rescue those other girls from those perverted jerks too before we leave. Honestly, we beat them up easy enough the first time around, and that wasn’t entirely on purpose,” Akane argued against the plan. Nabiki half wondered if her little sister had taken another trip to ‘Kuno Land’ on them. Then again, Akane had never been smart enough to keep her distance from Happosai either, even though she rarely ever managed to lay a hand on the perverted master.
“Uh, Akane? What part of, ‘so big you can’t even walk,’ didn’t you understand,” Ranma retorted, finally recovering from her fright enough to snipe at Akane some more.
“Coward,” Akane retorted, intentionally making a stab at Ranma’s biggest weakness.
“Back off, Akane. We are going around them, and that’s final. Or would you rather risk Kasumi or myself getting caught in the crossfire if your little ambush doesn’t work out? Not only that, but if this place is at all like the Pokémon game, these girls are considered property in this world. We’re already pushing our luck with three of them. Do you honestly want to risk getting labeled a Poké-thief in this world when there’s a really good chance that we’ll never make it back home?” Nabiki admonished her sister. Hopefully, she’d managed to cut Ranma off before her offended pride could kick in and she decided to do something stupid just like Akane wanted to.
“But they’re perverts, Nabiki! We owe it to those poor girls to rescue them!” Akane countered desperately. Her sensibilities clearly at war with the cold, hard logic that Nabiki was forced to consider. Thankfully the idea of being labeled as a thief seemed to kill some of Akane’s emotional momentum.
“Akane, all good things have to start small, don’t they,” Kasumi countered for Nabiki. It was easy to tell that Akane wanted to object, but once again she held it in. Something that Akane probably did only because it was Kasumi who was asking her, not that Nabiki was going to argue against results just then.
“Yes,” their little sister reluctantly consented, even though she obviously didn’t really believe it. Sometimes Nabiki genuinely envied how easily her older sister played people with her Buddha act. Even she couldn’t stand up to her older sister’s ploy at times, despite knowing better.
“So then we’ll just have to settle for doing the best that we can for these three Pokégirls for now. And then we can see if we can’t help more of them later on when we meet them. Okay?” Kasumi pressed Akane with her ‘mother knows best’ tone of voice.
“Okay . . . ,” Akane reluctantly conceded after a few seconds resistance. Almost everyone else in the group heaved a sigh of relief at that. Even Nabiki herself felt as if they’d all just narrowly avoided certain doom for some reason.
“Right then, let’s go find that road and get out of this place before Gary and friends decide to pull all of their Pokégirls out on us at once, or worse. Besides, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’d rather not sleep on the ground tonight if at all possible,” Nabiki announced to everyone. Then to make sure there were no more objections, she started walking toward where the road should be. Her chosen path hopefully cutting well away from the poor saps that Ranma and Akane had accidently beaten to a pulp earlier.
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