“Brittany,” Jetta said with her arms crossed as the spotted love slave smothered their master in only a bathrobe.
Brittany just couldn’t wait to get home again!
“Brittany!” Jetta repeated.
She would be so glad to finally see her father after all these years. He was an old pokégirl researcher although in recent years the old man had just toned it down to theories and speaking at universities. Brittany just couldn’t wait to show him just how much she had ‘filled out’. Although the spots, fur, libido, and whole pokégirl thing were something that she wasn’t quite sure how to explain, but that bridge could be crossed when they came to it.
“BRITTANY,” Jetta yelled when she saw the cheetit obviously wasn’t responding to normal tones.
As for Julia, Brittany’s mother, well Brittany didn’t really know if she’d be seeing her dear mom. Julia was somewhat of a pokégirl tamer herself, with a heavy emphasis on the somewhat. Julia did really own any girls, but she did give lessons on how to fight to other pokégirls. Actually, from what Brittany heard her mom was the best teacher around, and had to travel all over the world for private contracts that took up all most all of her time; she was only around the house about four days out of every year. Oh man, what if she could show me some moves to beat Jetta in a match? Then maybe Master will choose me for his Alpha, Brittany thought happily.
Just the thought of being able to service her tamer’s every sexual desire brought a smile to Brittany’s lips and caused the cat’s pussy to ache with desire.
“HEY TITS!” Jetta shouted after reaching over to grab the spotted slut’s tail and pull her up to eye level.
“OW OW OW,” Brittany complained. “Hey! Just what the hell are you doing Jetta?”
“I could ask you the same question,” Jetta said before pointing to the limp form of Ranma Brittany had been crushing to her chest. “Tell me, did you want to kill the only nice Master that I’ve ever had by suffocation, or are you really just that stupid?”
“You don’t have to put it like that you know,” Brittany mumbled before looking at Ranma’s dazed face while droplets of blood ran out of his nose. She did tackle him kind of hard, well for a human anyway, Brittany hoped that she didn’t break any bones or anything. However not knowing much when it came to medicine, Brittany looked back to the other girls. “Gina, I think Master may need-hey, where’d Gina go?”
“Oh she took off about the same time Master announced he was taking you both home,” Genn lazily announced before finishing up the food on her plate. “She seemed pretty upset about something too.”
“Upset?” Ranma asked, the news of a girl in trouble shaking him out of his daze. It wasn’t that Brittany’s overenthusiastic hug had hurt him, not in any serious way that is, but although he was no longer a virgin thanks to the girls Ranma still had a thing with bubbly girls with big boobs glomping onto him.
“Oh Master you’re okay!” Brittany exclaimed before grabbing Ranma and bringing him back into her bosom with a hug that would have snapped a normal person in two. In Ranma’s case, it was just suffocating him. “Somebody should really go and get her,” Jetta said. “Pokégirls going around without their masters in a pokécenter is bound to cause trouble.” She didn’t want to think about all the things that could happen to Gina, but they still crept into her mind.
“Okay I’ll go,” Ranma said before managing to get Brittany off of him and his face into open air again. “The rest of you just stay here till I find her.”
“Yes master,” the all coursed in varying moods. Brittany was a little sad that Ranma wasn’t letting her search for her sister, Brianna was the same, Jetta was a little nervous about having all the girls out in case another human wandered in and got them in trouble, Sheila was just a little worried about Gina, and Genn mirrored Sheila’s mood, only to a greater extent since she knew just how upset and afraid Gina was at the prospect of going home.
Luckily for Ranma, it didn’t take him very long to find Gina. Unluckily for his Amazonchan, that was because the girl had been caught shortly after quickly fleeing the room and put under with tranquilizers. Which was why Ranma ended up standing outside of one of the center’s more secure rooms, meant for feral pokégirl research.
“Really Sextome,” the center’s security guard that led him down here told Ranma. “I thought you of all people would have been able to keep a handle on your girls.”
“She’s newly caught,” Jetta quickly answered after seeing Ranma’s nervousness with the whole situation. Luckily after Ranma found out what happened to Gina, he had decided to go get her and the others instead of just going to pick her up himself. “Besides, after the initial taming my master decided to see if girl on girl sex would have any effect on slowing down a pokégirl’s feral clock. That, and he likes the show.”
The guard just shrugged and opened the door to the cell before letting the two go in and shutting it behind them. “Just call me when you’re done.”
“Hold up,” Jetta said before turning around to look at the slit in the door, to the guard on the other side of the wall. “There aren’t any camras in here, are there?”
The guard just frowned at be addressed directly by Ranma’s walking sex toy. Obliviously that crazy blonde wasn’t the only girl he was having trouble with. “And if there are?”
“Wait, cameras? Why would the heck should I care if there were,” Ranma suddenly cut himself short and looked away from his tall alpha then over to the door. Now, truth be told, Ranma could be a dumb as a box of rocks when it came to certain subjects. One of those subjects being intercourse with the gentler sex. “Wait, you mean… HEY!”
“Okay, okay,” the guard mumbled before turning around and waddling down the hallway.
“Well, glad to see you’re catching on,” Jetta said as she ruffled her Master’s hair while he blushed with that cure look of embarrassment on his bright red face. “But don’t worry about cameras, I would have heard something moving in the walls by now if they were hidden, and there’s no mirrors in this rooms you can forget about stuff like that.”
“Oh, uh thanks,” Ranma told her while still trying to work off the embarrassment and anger he felt about someone wanting to watch him and Gina have sex. And, speaking of which he thought before turning to the blond Amazonchan sitting on the bed with a downcast expression on her face.
“Uh, Gina?” Ranma said after walking over to the older girl with Jetta not too far behind him. “What’s wrong?”
When the girl didn’t give any response, Ranma looked back to Jetta, and upon seeing the wolf-woman just shrugged as if to show she had no idea what to do before turning his head back to Gina. “Uh, was it something I said? I know I kind of put my foot in my mouth sometimes, so… uh…” Of course just because Ranma got sex, didn’t mean he understood his partners.
“Do you know what happens when a father or parents loose their daughters to the pokégirl transformation?” Gina suddenly asked while Ranma was still trying to work out the words for an apology. But before he could look over to Jetta for clarification, Gina continued speaking. “One of two things happens. One, the father keeps the child around for awhile and his pheromones wild subdue the shift until their teenage years and she goes to a doctor to have children parthenogenetically to help slow down the cravings before being let loose in the wild, or is sent to a ranch so she can have a tamer found for her. Either way, as soon as they turn, a memorial for the former human child is held, and they are considered dead by his or her parents.
“Get it now?” Gina continued. “Even if we went home, it would only make things worse. Right now my mom and dad think Brittany and me are either missing, or dead. But if we go back there, then we’ll be worse than dead to them.”
“But, you don’t know that for certain, right? That couldn’t be the case for all the families, right?” Ranma asked hopefully. “Is this what happened to you Jetta?”
“I was caught in the wild and domesticated,” Jetta told him. “And, I really don’t want to talk about that.” Being forced to learn how to talk by those assholes that bought her for breeding stock wasn’t one of her more pleasant memories. “But, that is the case I’ve seen from all the other pokégirls I’ve met since then.”
“Did you have to add the last part?” Ranma grumbled.
“Sorry,” Jetta apologized.
“Well,” Ranma said before pausing to try and think of something to get Gina out of her depressive state. “Wait if… what id we could turn you back somehow? Then you could go see your parents, right?”
“Oh yeah?” Gina replied. “How? No offense Master, but before I changed I had half a dozen PhDs in almost every field you could think of, and I don’t even know where to begin on something like this. You’re sweet and all Master, but I’ve seen titmice with more sense. No offense.”
When Ranma looked at Jetta as if to ask what a titmouse was, the Lupina coughed a bit then looked away from her Master’s eyes. “It’s a mouse pokégirl. It’s usually pretty short, and always has at least D cup chest, but even domesticated ones are usually too stupid to speak. Even if they do learn to talk they usually end up sounding like valley girl airheads.”
“Uh, none taken, I guess,” Ranma replied uneasily. “But… there’s gotta be some way to change you back. What about the guy who originally made pokégirls? Shouldn’t he know something?”
“Dead,” Jetta answered. “Been that way for a long time too. Even if there was some research he left behind well… with the world full of easy, exotic, well built, and obedient sex slaves, what kind of horny guy would ever want to try and change that?”
“Well me for one,” Ranma yelled. “I mean, it’s… nice being with you girls and all but… it’s not. I mean, you know-”
“You’d rather have us as equals than pets and sex slaves,” Gina finished for him.
“Well… yeah,” Ranma told her. “I don’t see what’s so different about you people than me. Well, with your minds I mean.” The other differences were kind of hard not to notice, what with the fur, tails, animalistic features, and larger than normal proportions on most of the girls. “But, Brittany seemed pretty happy about going home.”
“Well, you are the master you know. What you say goes no matter what we want,” Gina told him before standing up and looking the boy in the eyes and smiling. “But then again, thinking about our wants is all you’ve been doing since you got here hasn’t it?” She wrapped her arms around the kid’s chest and brought him close to her before letting out a sigh and tipping her head. “I guess that’s what just makes you so special.”
Jetta just turned around quietly and wondered if she could just try and get back in her ball or try and ignore the two while Gina pulled her master in for a kiss while, judging by the blonde’s smell, she was about to get ready for a taming.
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