[Episode 209099] [Episode 209099]
Looking back and forth at the women sitting at either side of him at the table, Jeremy was unsure what to think of all this. To his right was Ichikun ‘Ichikoo’ Ichinohei, a fiancée of his that ended up in this place with him when life went all ‘melty’ for a little while. To his left was also Ichikoo, or rather, a clone. She... she wasn’t doing too well. Not with what she told them, how she felt she WAS Ichikoo... even if she certainly looked a lot different, vulpine almost...
He’d been in tough situations before but something about this one had him extra on edge. While it was true that the aspect of there being an Ichikoo clone sure as heck didn’t help, he was mostly worried about the fact Asrial was missing. He sure hoped she had gotten away safely. Finally, atop of all this, he was trying to keep his mind settled with all the pain he was feeling. They’d sent some pink-haired nurse to help him for the most part, but... god almighty, those thugs had worked him over. There were still parts of him that felt rather bruised and abused...
But almost as suddenly as he and Ichikoo were getting the crap kicked out of them... they were being waited on hand and foot, mostly by these very strange women that were reminding him of Ichikoo’s clone.
“Ichikoo...” Jeremy whispered over to his friend as they sat at the long table, a tawny-furred feline woman placing a tray on it. “What do you think is going on?”
Turning to look at her fiancé, the female ninja whispered, “I... I wish I knew. This is a strange turn around.” She sighed as she raised her arms. “I just wish they didn’t frisk me of my gear... or use such effective shackles I can’t get out of these,” she admitted with some wounded pride in her voice. “But they obviously want something from us if they’re dropping the ass-kicking in lieu of being nice.”
Jeremy nodded his head. It was true; he was’'t shackled like Ichikoo was... probably because they thought him to be ineffective at fighting them off. Leaning over, the man sighed. Man, this was pathetic. He was really beginning to wish that he’d taken his mother’s ninjitsu teachings more to heart. His little brother Ricky was more of a fighter than him at this point!
“I hope Asrial can get some help...” Ichikoo muttered to herself. While she and Asrial had a rivalry of sorts going, they were friends and she didn’t wish harm on the alien princess. Nope, she just didn’t want her sinking her mitts into her Jeremy was all.
Nodding his head, Jeremy replied, “No kidding.” Sighing, the teenaged high school student looked over to his left. “How’re you doing... Ichi?” He asked of the vulpine, who was in more elaborate restraints than the human counterpart.
The vulpine cocks her head back and forth in a ‘no’ fashion.
Tilting her head to the side, the kunoichi looked at the pokégirl curiously. “...Can she even speak?” Ichikoo wondered aloud.
Turning to look at the human version of herself, the vulpine Ichikoo stuck her tongue out.
Her eye twitching, the ninja of the Ichinohei clan muttered, “Cute...”
Closing her eyes for a moment, the vulpine pokégirl then opened them, staring right at Ichikoo. “I can speak... my throat’s just very sore right now.” She winced at the pain... and whimpered as she realized just why her throat was sore. All those horrible tubes! It made her shudder in fear just thinking about it!
“Ichi?” Jeremy asked the pokégirl softly.
“...Throat hurts...” she managed to whisper again, trying to suppress the pain.
“Then don’t speak,” Ichikoo told her clone. She looked around at the numerous pokégirls in maid uniforms moving about them. “Hey!” She spoke up. “Can we get her some water?” Ichikoo asked the woman setting the tray.
The dog-like girl with red fur and black stripes nodded her head before motioning to a blue-skinned girl with a number of fine-like structures on her head; her ears and a crest along her head in particular. This girl that held features of a fox and squirrel carefully used a pitcher to pour ice water into their cups one after the other.
The Ichi-vulpine whimpered at the sight of the water; it was like the holy grail to her. When Jeremy brought the cup to her lips, she drank away.
“Poor girl really needed that,” Ichikoo noted as she watched her counterpart just guzzling it down.
Taking the empty glass from her lips, Jeremy nodded his head in agreement. “I wonder what happened to her.” He sighed as he watched the vulpine Ichikoo drink greedily. Whatever it was had her really thirsty...
“Greetings,” a male voice spoke up, causing all the women in maid uniforms to stand at attention. The girls bowed politely to the uniformed man walked into the dining room. “Hail, Master Gendo Giovanni,” the all greeted in sync as the man walked past them and headed towards the one chair that was across from the trio. He looked towards a very feline girl; the white fur standing on end for a moment as she quickly rushed over to and pulled out the man's seat for him.
“Hello there, my guests,” the man spoke to the three sitting across from him as he sat down into the chair. He waited for the pokégirl to scoot him back in before he leaned forward, elbows on the table and hands clasped together in front of himself. “I am Gendo Giovanni; Gym Leader of Viridick City.” A small smile played across his lips. “Please forgive the rude behavior of my associates... they didn’t realize how special you all were.”
Blinking his eyes once, twice, Jeremy had to ask, “Us, special?”
The female ninja tested that name for a moment. “Viridick City?” She clicked her tongue. “That sounds so wrong...” Ichikoo muttered to herself.
Jeremy nodded his head to what his friend said, but paid close attention to this... ‘Gendo’. Hmm... he had to wonder though. Why did that name sound so familiar? “So you’re like... the boss here?”
“In a manner of speaking yes. As for how you’re special...we rarely find humans that are one-hundred percent pure...” he eyed Ichikoo and Jeremy for a moment. “There’s always some bit of pokégirl genetics that are poisoning the gene pool and diluting the human soul...” he glared at the vulpine Ichikoo for a moment before letting it slide; it wasn’t her fault he had such idiots working for him. “But the fact we have both a male and female specimen of pure humanity here is quit... a gift.”
“However,” the man then spoke up in a harsh tone, shifting gears. “The fact that you two are pure human gives us pause for consideration. How did you do it?” He demanded to know. “SEELE and similar pro-human groups have been searching for that blessed secret for years. I, nay, the world needs to know how you purified yourselves!”
Ichikoo just stared at the man standing before her, trying to figure out what he meant by, “Purified?”
“Sir... we have NO idea what you’re talking about!” Jeremy stated sincerely. As the man just stared at him, he felt rather insecure. “Um...as it is... I think we’re not from around here...”
“I think we stepped into the Twilight Zone this time...” the kunoichi mumbled. “Or some alien dimension.” Ichikoo added. Aliens, trans-dimensional weirdoes, time travelers and such were the norm of Quagmire.
Looking the woman over, Gendo clasped his hands in front of him as he considered their words. “Not from here? Twilight Zone...” his eyebrows furrowed. “Now don’t go playing me for a fool!” The leader of Team Rocket said sternly. “Just answer my questions and we can all leave amicably.”
“Honestly we have no clue!” The female ninja shouted. “We don’t know what pokégirls are besides... what we see here.” Ichikoo nodded her head, referencing the numerous girls in the room. “I admit that Quagmire’s a weird town, but pokégirls are new for me!”
Gendo just looked at the woman curiously. “Quagmire?” He’d not heard of such a place before.
“Quagmire, Texas,” the young male emphasized. “It’s in the USA... where we live.”
Raising an eyebrow, the Gym leader asked, “The United States? That hasn’t been around for centuries...” he leaned back his chair. “So you’re saying you’re from a portion of Indigo that sank?”
Jeremy winced at hearing that; but at least the guy had knowledge of what they were talking about. “I am,” the youth confirmed. “And Ichikoo’s from Tokyo, Japan.”
Gendo clenched his hands together tightly. The United States? Japan? Old names for the Indigo/Johto/Sunshine/Crescent League territories and the Edo League respectively... curious. But still, this didn’t change a fact that there was something he had his people find out for him.
“I don’t believe you...” he said slowly. “My employees got your name through the... interrogation...” his eyes narrowed. “I had my information network look into you once we realized your DNA was pure and we found out quite a bit about you, Jeremy Feeple.”
Blinking his eyes once, twice, the teenager had to ask, “You did?”
“Growing up in Douchsiabag City, you Jeremy Feeple were described by various sources as generally being average in just about every way and everything you do,” the man said in all serious. “However, it was noted that when you started you Pokégirl Journey and got your starter pokégirl Asrial, (then a Mephitits) mass mayhem shortly ensued and turned your world inside out.” He suppressed a grin at the look on the youth’s face. “Since then you’ve been noted traveling the PokéBattle Circuit in an effort to attain the status of Harem Master. However, you and your harem disappeared three months ago and now here you are, pure human; not one drop of pokégirl impurity within your veins.”
Shaking her head, the human kunoichi sighed. “Oh wonderful... there’s an analog of you Jeremy,” Ichikoo muttered irritably.
“So much for proving I don’t even exist here.” Jeremy slumped his shoulders in defeat.
The female ninja wasn’t done yet though. “Still,” she tried to reason. “What would it take for you to believe us in that Jeremy and I aren’t from this world? We’re out-of-towners and wound up here by mistake!”
Gendo steepled his hands in front of him. “I would like to believe that; people have been experimenting in crossing the dimensional barrier for over a hundred years. However, the results have been rather lackluster...” he said seriously. “I would like to believe that someone from another world, a world with only humans could come here... but if we, with, ironically the tools and powers given to us through out domestication of pokégirls cannot achieve such, how could a world without those beasts have done such?”
Although he was quiet for a moment, Jeremy finally responded, “Fluke of fate?” He suggested before he began chuckling nervously as the man stared at him. “I’m serious. One moment, we’re just doing our own thing and the next everything is melting around us! Then as soon as the world comes back into focus, we’re standing in the middle of a forest rather than where we had been.” Now it was the brown-haired teen’s turn to frown. “And we met those guys that gave us a fight!”
“Then how do you explain that you had a pokégirl with you?” The Gym Leader asked curiously. “Those men saw you with Asrial, your Skunkette. In a world of pure humanity, I doubt there would be pokégirls.”
“Asrial’s a Saulsian!” The Ichinohei kunoichi spoke up. “She’s an alien that looks like a humanoid skunk, probably why you mistook you for a Skunette,” Ichikoo told him seriously. Looking around the room at the pokégirls there, she added, “I’ll bet if we find her and you get some of her blood or other tissue sample, she’ll show up a BIG negative on your pokégirl gene-mapping!”
Staring over at the human woman, Gendo raised an eyebrow. “An alien?” He asked curiously. Extra-terrestrial life WITHIN another dimension? “Hmm... yes, if we could get a sample that could prove or disprove your story.” The Gym leader agreed. “Where is she?”
Not liking the tone of the man’s voice, the high school teen folded his arms in front of him. “I told her to run when Ichi and I were obviously done for,” Jeremy told him sourly. “She could be anywhere.”
Nodding his head to that response, Gendo said, “She is key to sorting out this mess. We’ll just have to find her then...” he said honestly. Oh yes, they’d need to find that thing and eliminate her. A pokégirl WITHOUT the genetics; a creature that could be human? Preposterous! It was outright blasphemy; pokégirls that didn’t need Taming! If that... THING passed its genetics on in this world, they’d be done for!
No, it was simply better to get rid of it. And if it proved that girl was simply a pokégirl through and he’d know the little shits were lying and he’d take a different approach to getting the information from them; one more along the lines of when his Team Rocket grunts first found them.
Giving the trio across him a smile, the Gym Leader of Viridick raised his glass to give toast. “To your friend Asrial’s continued safety.” He wanted to make sure the Salusian was in good condition when his men brought her back to him.
Looking at each other for a moment, Jeremy and Ichikoo touched their glasses, (unlike the clone their hands were bound in front) and held them up... but something about this guy screamed he was just bad news.
Walking alongside the pigtailed Tamer, Officer Jolie couldn’t help but smile. The red velvet slip fit like a glove... okay, a tight glove, but the fact was it fit her and accentuated her curves oh-so-nicely... she really had the man’s eyes on her, she knew that for sure.
Indeed, his arm looped with the pokégirl’s, Ranma was doing his very best to start off being on good behavior. She was a policewoman after all, who knew what could happen if he’d pissed her off or rubbed her the wrong way? (Both figuratively and possibly literally.) “So,” the pigtailed Pokégirl Tamer started. “Have you ever been to this place, ma’am?”
The pokégirl shook her head. “Oh no but a friend recommended it.” Jolie giggled. “She said it had good food, entertainment and could be nice and quiet-like...” especially when the movies were running and one couldn’t hear the antics of the other patrons.
“Sounds good,” Ranma agreed with a nod of his head. He had a small bite earlier to keep himself from being the starving-level of hungry but man! Was he ever looking forward to a good dinner!
It was only a few more minutes before they reached their destination, a restaurant called ‘Past Tense’. Ranma smiled and offered to get the door for her. “Allow me, ma’am,” the pigtailed man told her as he reached for the handle of the entrance and pulled it open. He waited for the off-duty officer to walk in first before he stepped in behind her, closing the door behind him.
The inside of the small restaurant was a bit on the dark-side due to the low lighting, but not pitch black. However, there was light coming from one major source and Ranma could swear he heard what sounded like human dialogue going on; a movie?
However, the pigtailed man’s attention to the details of the area was broken when he heard a sultry female voice ask, “Table for two?”
Turning his head towards the voice, the pigtailed martial artist replied, "Sure we need... a... table..." he stared, just STARED. While the pokégirl standing behind the matre’de’s podium wore clothing it was thread-barren. She wore a black leather mini-skirt so short her white panties were viewable. While she had white cuffs with gold cufflinks and a black bowtie, she wasn’t wearing a shirt, allowing Ranma to see that not only was topless but she had pierced nipples!
“I... I... I...” Ranma tried to answer as his eyes were just glued to the woman’s massive mammaries. He gulped as he heard Jolie coughing to get his attention. “I mean, yes. We’d like a table for two.”
“Actually...” Jolie spoke up. “Would it be all right if we could get a booth?” She wanted to see what he had, and she might need to do it here. The way that waitress was eyeing him, the policewoman just knew she’d be trying to get a taste of who was to be her man for the night.
“But of course follow me,” The matre’de smiled. Taking two menus, she got down from her place and leads them into the main restaurant. Going towards the back area of the right wall, there lay a booth that was very private but still allowed for them to view the rest of the restaurant and screen. “Will this do?”
“Perfect!” Jolie answered, a huge grin on her face.
Moving past the waitress, Ranma climbed into his side of the booth as Jolie got into hers. “Thanks!” He told the pokégirl serving them as he took his menu but refrained from opening it right away. Nabiki had mentioned talking to the officer before food might be a good idea so he waited for the waitress to leave them before he tried. “So um...” he tried to think of something to say before finally asking, “What do you do when you’re off duty?”
Jolie considered his words. “Not much, really...” she said honestly. “Being a policewoman is my life; the others and I work most of the time.” She took a breath. “In our off hours, there’s various things we do; shower, eat, catch up on sleep, training and let’s not forget paperwork... oh yes, sometimes there’s more work that has to be done, even if we’re off the clock.” Fortunately, she made sure she hit her books hard and fast earlier that day.
“Ouch!” Ranma said in sympathy for the woman. “That seems... kinda dull.” Having stated the obvious, the pigtailed man took a breath. “Don’t you have hobbies or... go out and have fun?”
Opening her menu, Jolie considered his question for a moment. “If you mean do we can we have fun as far as hobbies go... we rarely have time.” The policewoman admitted with a shrug of her shoulders. “We weren’t created to have lives to ourselves; the Leagues made us as a backbone for the protection of humanity in city-settings.”
“I see...” Ranma said, not really seeing it. He blinked his eyes as he realized that the front of the restaurant had some kind of film going on the far wall. “…They show movies?” He asked curiously.
The OfficerJenny nodded her head. “Old ones...” she admitted as she turned to look over her shoulder at the screen. She blinked her eyes at the sight and grinned. “Well, well...” she smiled mischievously. “Looks like tonight is going to be a good night.”
Blinking his eyes at the look on the blue-haired woman’s faced, Ranma asked, “Why’s that?”
“Instead of some old historical flick, they’re showing a lost porno!” The OfficerJenny crowed at the images on the screen. Well this was a nice turn of events; just the thing she needed to get her date into the right mood.
Ranma blanched. Oh kami-sama! They were playing a porn in a restaurant!? NO! The tentacles! The tentacles!! THE TENT-wait a minute!!!
Blinking his eyes once, twice, the pigtailed martial artist leaned forward over the table to get a good look. Sitting back into his side of the booth, the pigtailed martial artist slowly spoke up, “Uh... Jolie?” He asked to get the woman’s attention. When she turned back to him, he told her, “That’s not pornography.”
“It isn’t?” She sounded disappointed as she looked back at the screen and saw tentacles flying about fiercely. “But... of course it is,” the policewoman tried to reason, possibly hoping. “I mean, the things are attacking a group of people, including that homely woman in particular. It's one of those tentacle porns."
Shaking his head, Ranma replied, “This is just a scene of the alien possessing some doctor. The movie is Independence Day; it’s just a scene.” He took a deep breath. “And that’s not an ugly woman, it’s a guy.” Although Ranma had to wonder how THIS movie existed in this world. Last he knew movies like this shouldn't have been here... at least, not unless they were in the future. Nabiki had mentioned this place had ONCE been the United States of America.
The off-duty OfficerJenny considered that explanation. “Oh...” she said, accepting of it. “How disappointing...” Jolie pouted slightly. She’d actually looked forward to the idea of being able to catch a free porn.
Raising his left hand and scratching the side of his head, Ranma chuckled nervously. “Ah well... maybe next time?” He asked.
That made the Jenny blink her eyes in surprise. “Next time?” She asked curiously, looking straight at the Tamer.
With the woman just staring at him, Ranma wasn’t sure what to say. It wasn’t a response he was expecting. “Well ah... maybe next time you come, they’ll have a movie you want...” he blushed a moment before making an offer. “Though if I’m in town again...”
The OfficerJenny smiled at his gentle demeanor. “I wouldn’t mind,” she replied. Eventually she’d judge if he really WAS worth adding to her contact list. Looking back down at her open menu, Joli mumbled, “Well let’s see what we got.” She blinked her eyes. It was standard fair; she wasn’t expecting a fancy restaurant with this but she was thankful it wasn't the simple foodstuffs she’d been expecting. “Hmm... I think the shrimp pasta sounds good...” she said seriously. “How about you?”
Looking at his menu, Ranma asked, “I wonder if their burgers are made from KhangAssCunt eggs...” he looked up above his menu. “It doesn't say.”
Looking at her own menu for a moment, the OfficerJenny replied, “Probably KhangAssCunt. It’s a little cheaper than what KATTLE costs, let along being anywhere close to the price of real beef...” the bluenette replied.
Nodding his head to that reponse, the pigtailed man looked over his menu at the woman sitting acoss from him. “Uh, pardon me?” The man started. “If this’ too forward don’t feel like responding but I gotta ask a question.” Ranma said curiously.
Raising an eyebrow, the police pokégirl asked, “Such as?”
“If you guys don’t have Tamers... least none I’ve seen,” Ranma started honestly enough. “Then how do you get Tamed?”
At hearing THAT question, Jolie grinned much like a Cheshire. Oh, she was soooooo happy he asked that. She brushed off the idea of him not knowing due to the Swiss-cheese memories that resulted from him being missing for so long. “Civil servant pokégirls don’t have Tamers since we belong to the city and not one specific person.” She tilted her head to the side, looking into his eyes. “That means we get Taming whenever we can... fellow human police officers... or helpful Tamers like yourself.”
“Ah, I see...” Ranma replied, nodding his head as he figured out what that meant. “Hmm... well I guess if I want to be a good dinner guest, I’d better pull out all the stops huh?” He chuckled nervously.
Jolie’s eyes twinkled. “Pull out all the stops huh? So... if I...” she grinned. “Simply ‘borrowed’ you until morning, that would be fine?”
“Officer, you’ve been nothing but helpful since we ran into you...” the pigtailed martial artist told her in all honestly. “I’d be a piss poor Tamer...” he paused. “No, a piss poor man not to repay your kindness.” Ranma blushed a bit. “Sure, I guess so. I don’t see why not.” He just hoped he had it up and soon. The stuff had helped but would he be able to handle another Taming session so soon!?
The OfficerJenny couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. Not often one found a person that tried to be a gentleman with pokégirls. “Realy? Well then I promise you’ll enjoy tonight’s ‘dessert’.” Even if not a Cat-type whatsoever, the Jenny practically purred.
At the hungry look on the woman’s face, the pigtailed man sweat-dropped. “Well, I did promise so buck up Ranma!” He told himself, although did hope a good meal and how long it had been since the three-way he would be able to muster up the drive to give the woman what she wanted.
Perhaps he’d better warn her? “I do have to let’cha know I did Tame three girls a little before so... ah...” Ranma chuckled nervously at the look he was getting. Maybe it was better that he’d kept his mouth shut. Ah well, too late now. Damned Saotome foot-in-mouth disease!
Smiling at the look of nervousness on the man’s face, Jolie told him to, “Relax! I have stuff to help if you get fatigued so don’t worry I won’t judge.” She winked at him. “I like Tamers who thoroughly take care of their pokégirls so you’re already on my good side with that. Plus...” the Jenny looked Ranma in the eyes. “I’m in the mood for a nice, drawn out Taming.”
Ranma blushed as the woman was leaning over, purposely giving him a great view of her cleavage. He couldn’t help but stare down at the sight.
The OfficerJenny smirked; she got him. “Like the view?” She asked innocently enough.
Nodding his head, Ranma gulped. “Uh-huh...” he managed to answer. “I really liiiaaahhh...” he groaned, feeling a pressure against his crotch.
The OfficerJenny grinned as she had her foot between his legs under the table. “Well, well...” she started in a playful voice. “I like what I found...”
Chuckling nervously as the woman had slipped her foot out of her high-heeled shoe and was rubbing it between his legs, Ranma couldn’t help but shudder in delight. “You... you got good feet...” he managed to say, still looking across the table at the Jenny.
“Thank you...” the OfficerJenny replied as she kept moving her foot, sliding it along the area and liking the feel of something getting nice and hard... and BIG! “You know, they do take-out...” Jolie told him seriously. “Do you want to just get the food and go? As cozy as this is...” she licked her lips. “I’d prefer more room...”
Nodding his head rapidly, Ranma was quick to reply, “Sh-shuh-SURE!” The pigtailed martial artist couldn’t believe this... when did his priorities change that he’d accept sex over food!? It was almost blasphemy to the Saotome life-style! BLASPHEMY!
However, before Ranma could further berate himself for thinking of sex over food, he was interrupted by a female voice. “Care to order?” The waitress asked as she came over to the booth.
“Yes,” Jolie said honestly, bringing her foot down from between the pigtailed man’s leg. “We would like to order but I must ask, can we get this to go?”
The waitress pokégirl’s eyes gleamed. “Ahh...” she gasped knowingly. “You know, if you want we do have private dinning rooms. They have windows along one wall to let you see the film and we send the food up if Taming is more of a priority.”
The OfficerJenny blinked her eyes in surprise. Jolie was wondering why the restaurant looked like it had an extra floor, and was she ever thankful for it now! “SURE!” She spoke up excitedly. “How much extra?"
“Only four-thousand five-hundred slc on top of the final bill,” the canine-like pokégirl answered. “But it’s a great deal as by going for one of the private rooms, you get a ten-percent discount on the meal portion of said bill.”
Ranma thought about it... he wasn't sure if he could spend that sort of money right now, but... food and sex? Damn if it didn’t seem like a win-win situation! He’d just try to talk to Nabiki afterwards about it; she was the one that suggested he get in good with the police.
Looking across the table, Jolie eyed Ranma. It was really his decision to make; he was paying.
Ranma chuckled nervously with how intently both pokégirls were staring at him. “Er... sure! I’m cool with it!”
“GREAT!” The waitress replied. “I’ll go make sure a room’s prepared but before that...” she put away her pencil and order-pad into the pocket of her apron and pulled out a PDA of sorts. “Any drinks or appetizers I can bring you until they ready the room or before I walk you two up?”
“How about you start us with onion rings and nachos for starters and...” Jolie grinned at Ranma. “Energy drinks and keep them coming!” Oh yes, she was intent on riding that wild horse for all he was worth.
Giggling at how the male was gawking, the waitress composed herself. “Sure, sure...” the canine pokégirl said as she input their orders on her PDA. That way, they would be processed right away and when people spent extra they tried to see that service was at an optimum. “Follow me!” She told the two.
Jolie and Ranma got out from the booth and followed the pokégirl. Making their way across the restaurant, they ended up a set of stairs going up in a spiral to the second floor. Once up there, it was easy to see that it was a hallway with a row of doors reminiscent to ones at a hotel lining one wall. The pokégirl waitress moved across a few before stopping at one with an unoccupied sigil above the handle. She then turned to the two and produced two keycards from her apron’s pouch. “These are for the room if you need to leave and use the bathroom at the end of the hall or want to come down to the bar personally and return. As it is, your food and drinks you ordered will be up shortly.”
Ranma grinned. “Thank you.” He took the key card nervously. Man, he was pretty sure Nabiki was going to be pissed with him doing all this spending... but heck, the Jenny could be persuasive...
Although he didn’t remember her outright asking for it. Ah well, just went to show just how good she was! So reaching to the door, he slid the card in and retracted it from its slot; the action followed by the sound of the door unlocking. Grabbing the handle and opening the door, Ranma could see the room was simple. A large bed, a table for two with extra chairs against the wall for a total of four, a device that looked like a stockade and of course, there was a window long facing out towards the restaurant that allowed them a good view of the movie screen.
“Not bad for just over four-thousand league credits. This is nice,” Jolie said with a low whistle of appreciation. With the exception of not having its own bathroom, this was better than her own apartment!
“We get enough customers we can offer such a price.” The waitress replied with a smile. She motioned to one of the wall where the table was, pointing out that there was a metal slide-door. “The dumbwaiter over there will beep whenever your food’s ready, so just press the button and it’ll come up. That little advancement is how we prevent walking in on customers.”
The OfficerJenny nodded her head, clearly impressed. “That’s a smart idea,” Jolie admitted, a large smile on the blue-haired woman’s face.
Ranma nodded his head. “That’s rather convenient...” he admitted. Wow, for a world that revolved around sex, they were pretty creative in the aspects of including everything else around it. Hell, washing up earlier had become a sex-marathon... he wondered if they could make book-learning better through sex...
He shook his head suddenly. What was with these thoughts!? Okay, he’d liked what happened earlier, but that wasn’t the only thing about him. He was Ranma Saotome for cryin’ out loud, best martial artist of his generation! He wasn’t some super pimp or whatever!
“Enjoy!” The Canine-type pokégirl waitress said as she stepped back and out of the room, shutting the door behind her.
“So Ranma...” Jolie said to the pigtailed Tamer as she walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Given the crowd downstairs, it might be awhile before we get our food.” She grinned widely. “Do you want to get... comfy?” She pressed her breasts against chest for emphasis.
Looking down at the woman, Ranma nodded his head. Of course right now the martial artist aspect had to be pushed aside, right now the Tamer had to play! “Comfy sounds good.” He gently kissed her cheek and then kissed her lips. Grinning as he looked over her, Ranma had to tell her, “That dress seems tight...”
“It is...” the off-duty OfficerJenny admitted. She gave Ranma a smoking smile. “Want to help me take it off?”
To that request, Ranma grinned widely. “Yes please!” Okay, he had to admit that sounded a little more enthusiastic than necessary but he was feeling just that! He smiled as he walked around the Jenny, looking for how to get it off of her. Spotting the zipper in the back, the male stepped behind her. Gently, he pulled the small metal closure down, opening it to the base of her spine, where it came to an end. “My, my... such a smooth back...” he said as his hands moved to massage her shoulders.
She shivered in delight, feeling her dress slip down her body. “Mmm...” she moaned softly as she felt his expert hands massaging her. “Well I try to keep fit; both for police work and well... nobody likes an overweight pokégirl... mostly.” The Snorlasses and Balleenas of the world did have their fans, after all...
Grinning, Ranma nodded his head in agreement. His eyes widened considerably as he saw she wore no bra and a skimpy pair of bikini brief panties. “Wow!” He gasped out in awe. “You look great!”
“Thanks...” Jolie replied, looking him over. “You however, seem a bit overdressed...”
Getting the message Ranma began to remove his clothing, shirt and pants went off until he was down to his boxers matching her in a level of nakedness.
”Much better!” The panty-clad OfficerJenny replied as she walked up to Ranma, wrapping her arms around his neck. She shivered in delight as she felt his arms go around her waist before they shared a deep kiss
Closing his eyes, Ranma explored the woman’s mouth with his tongue as he hugged her. As they dueled with their mouths, his hands roamed up and down along the woman’s back, feeling along the officer’s spine. After a few minutes, the pigtailed man broke the kiss. Opening his eyes, he grinned down at her. “You’re good at this,” he told her as his hands moved down, caressing her posterior; a cheek in each of his hands.
Shivering in delight, the OfficerJenny enjoyed his manhandling. “I pride myself on being a good lover.” She shivered again at a particularly good touch on his part. “After all, a pokégirl inept at sex is either a kit or a washout.” She cooed before kissing along his neck, pressing her breasts against his chest.
With the licks and kisses, Ranma shuddered in pleasure his fingers softly digging into her posterior. “Mmm... so good.” His fingers curved underneath the waistband of her panties and began to pull down. “Well I can promise you, I don’t think I’ll be a washout.” After a crash course in Taming today, he was sure he would be up to her standards.
The OfficerJenny gasped as she felt him move her panties just enough to expose her in the posterior. She shivered and moaned as she felt him feel up her exposed ass. “Mmm... yes... you like what you feel?”
“Oh yes, I do very much...” Ranma said as he ground his hips against her own as he hugged her tightly to him. “And to think my old man said you could never trust the police...” he teased as he continued to rub her posterior.
The police pokégirl licked her lips at her current lover-to-be’s manhandling of her shapely booty. “How foolish!” She said seriously. “We live to protect, serve... and service.” She winked, pulling back and posing for him, showing off her wonderful figure.
“Oh wow...” Ranma gawked at the sight for a bit, licks his lips. He was about to tear into this woman in a sexual frenzy until a sound filled the room, allowing the pigtailed man’s stomach to take control.
*Ding*!
*Ding*!
*Ding*!
Jolie turned her head, spying the dumbwaiter beeping. Standing up straight, the police pokégirl sashayed over to it. Once close enough, she pressed the button at the side of the metal door. After a moment it slide up and open, revealing their food and drinks were ready. “Hmm... food break?” She asked of her partner.
The heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts nodded his head eagerly. Sex was good but food to give him energy for sex was even better! Walking up, Ranma looked at what had arrived. Taking a deep whiff of the scent, his mouth watered. “Mmm... those smell like some good onion rings...” he admitted, following the Jenny as she carried the tray over to a small table they could sit at.
Placing the tray down onto the table, the Jenny sat down in one of the chairs while Ranma sat opposite of her. Pulling up a built-in menu on a small screen to the left of the door, Jolie eyed the entrée choices. “So while we’re having round one, what should we order for the main course?”
Eating an onion ring Ranma leaned over, looking at the screen. “Hmm?” Swallowing, the pigtailed martial artist asked, “You still wanted that shrimp pasta, right?”
“Oh I am,” Jolie said seriously. “You still big on getting a burger?”
“Why not?” Ranma asked. “Protein is good.” And it would give him the energy to Tame that OfficerJenny to the high hevens!
Jolie smiled back at the Tamer. “Naturally. But anything else...” she looked over the menu. “I’m looking for a dish we can split but...” the pickings were rather slim; they’d two or three meals for enough for both of them.
Looking at the menu himself, Ranma tilted his head. “How about this dessert special?” He suggested curiously. It mentioned something about a lot of ice-cream, whipped cream, bananas and chocolate syrup. Odd that it didn’t list nuts...
Looking at what Ranma was pointing to, the policewoman pokégirl blinked her eyes. “Oh, the body sauces?” She considered that for a moment before grinning widely. “Oh yum... I like, I like.” The bluenette chuckled at the thought of using his cock as a chocolate pop.
Ranma blushed. Yeah, he realized that was a set up for more kinky sex but at this point he simply didn’t care. It would be food AND sex. Hopefully that would stop the internal war of his senses by coming to a compromise.
Inputting the orders, Jolie worked on her side of the basket, finishing off her end of the onion rings. “That is good, but...” she takes a moment to take a large sip from her glass of energy drink, trying to rinse her mouth. Satisfied, the pokégirl smirked at the man sitting across from her before crawling under the table.
“Jolie?” Ranma blinked his eyes, feeling his boxers pulled down... right before a pair of lips wrapped around his cock. “Ahh!” The Pokégirl Tamer gasped out as he sat up straight in his seat. He couldn’t believe how good that felt! Kami-sama, her tongue felt so good swirling around his meat like that. Leaning over the table, he reached a hand underneath, fingers stroking the officer’s hair.
At the sounds of his moans, Jolie smiled as she suckled his length, her throat relaxing as she took more of his meaty goodness into her mouth. Now this was the kind of date she was hoping for, good food a nice atmosphere... and some good Taming.
Sure this was appetizers and foreplay but so far she had yet to be disappointed unlike so many other occasions. Her own aching pussy was dripping and she wanted to get to the main course! The OfficerJenny began bobbing her head more frequently as she sucked his dick. Bringing her hand down, she rubbed and stimulated herself more as she felt Ranma’s erection become even harder with her ministrations.
Ranma groaned in pleasure as his member was fully hardened and started pushing down past the back of the Jenny’s throat. He couldn’t help himself, bucking his hips forward as his hand gripped the woman’s hair with his fingers and pushed her down, causing him to fuck her face even if he couldn’t get a good look at his work with the table in the way. It just felt so damn GOOD!
After a little bit more, allowing the Tamer to enjoy the pleasure she gave him, Jolie halted her actions. Pulling him from her mouth, despite his whimpers she crawled out and beckons him to her. With the pigtailed man standing, she crawled across the floor and climbed onto the bed laying back with legs spread. “Come... come to me...” she cooed. She hadn’t sucked him off fully as she didn’t want to tire him out. Plus as much as she liked drinking cum, she preferred a cock blowing said cum into her depths.
Getting up from his chair, Ranma grinned as he walked over to the Jenny. “I’m more than happy to assist, Officer,” he told her with a grin as he grabbed the waistband of her panties at either side and pulled them down her legs slowly. Holding up the black thong before letting them drop to the floor, Ranma climbed atop the woman, making sure to get between her legs.
Jolie shivered in pleasure, feeling the head of his cock rub against her moistened opening. “Mmm... please...” she moaned in need. “I’ve been waiting all day and night... fuck me!” She gasped out lustfully in desire, barely holding back her emotions now that she had him so close.
“My pleasure.” Ranma replied with a smile before he began pushing himself into her with a grunt. She felt like Kiiro did, tight but not as tight as Asrial and Kasumi. This was one pussy that wasn’t unknown to sex but not worn from overuse and... hot damn, she felt great! “Fuck, YES!” The pigtailed martial artist growled as he bottomed out.
Her eyes going wide from the sudden force of the penetration, Jolie cried out, hands slapping down on the bed at either side of her and grasping rightly the bedsheets. “Oh shit!” She cried out. She moaned as Ranma was grinding inside of her. “B-been awhile since I had one that felt this good... ngh... p-please...” she groaned out in pleasure.
Leaning into her, Ranma kissed the woman’s neck as his right hand supported his body while his left hand caressed her right tit. All the while, he was starting to move his member inside of her; grinding at first when he was in to the hilt. After a minute of just getting the woman softened up, he bit her neck and started plunging his cock back and forth in her womanly-folds in earnest, riding her harshly.
Slapping her arms up around the man fucking her so wonderful, the OfficerJenny’s nails began to dig into his back. Her cries filled the air of the room as he Tamed her pussy harder and harder. “Oooooh fuck! Fuck! Fuck meee!! Mmm yessssss!” She cried out again and again, feeling her pussy getting the attention it needed for ages. She couldn’t remember the last time she was getting it this good, but damned if she didn’t enjoy it!
“You feel good...” Ranma huskily whispered into her ear after he licked up along her neck. He groaned in pleasure as he would plunge into her depths. “You’re griping me so much...”
“Ahhh, fuck!” Jolie cried out, breasts pressed against his chest as he lay atop her while fucking her oh-so wonderfully. “S-so good! H-haven’t had it in ages... so... turned on!” She cried out in a lustful moan, her mind and senses swimming in pleasure.
Ranma licked her ear. “Lucky me you didn’t go Feral before we met.” He told her before kissing the woman again. He surprised her by trying to suck in the air from her lungs as he continued to plunder her, giving her a truly breathless feel as he fucked the woman harder than before.
Eyes going wide for a moment, Jolie moaned into his mouth, letting him dominate her mouth for a bit as he pumped her pussy with what she wanted; hot, hard cock. After breaking the kiss she wailed louder, humping her hips back against his, straining against him. “Oh fuck... fuck! I-oh god-so soon! I’m gonna cum!”
“Don’t hold back.” Ranma grunted, pumping his cock within her folds that much faster. “I can’t hold out either, but after our food comes...”
“Yesssssssss!” She screamed out in pleasure. “Do it! Make me cum! Cum in me! Soak my pussy with it Ranma-yes-YESSSSSSS!” She screamed at the end of her demands, her legs locking up around his waist as she finally reached orgasm. She screamed louder and louder, her back arching and lifting up off the bed as her inner-folds clamped down around his cock.
Ranma was surprised with the ease the woman orgasmed. Kami-sama, how starved for pleasure was she!? But then he didn’t have the time to think about that at the moment. He had to give her what she wanted! So pushing himself, the pigtailed martial artist was plunging his hips back and forth as hard and fast as he could, intensifying and prolonging the woman’s orgasm as he tried to force his own to happen.
Which it did.
“AAUUGGHH YEEESSSS!” Ranma practically roared as he bottomed out; slamming his cock in to the hilt as he orgasmed, filling the woman’s insides with a sudden rush of his hot, sticky seed.
Arms raised around him, Jolie clinged to him tightly, her whole body shuddering in pleasure; her moans filling the air as she felt the hot cum coat her insides. “Oooh... so good...” She moaned happily before kissing his face and neck as she felt the hot cream boil and bubble inside her. “Ah... ah... oh God...” she gasped out in pleasure. “Your years of absence haven’t affected your Taming skills! WOW!”
Hell, screw 7.5! This guy was a perfect 10!
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