PokeGirls (GD): PokéLessons... PAY ATTENTION, DAMMIT! [Episode 95252]

by Red Priest of the 17th Order

Jetta sighed as she looked between her master and her Harem-sister, Gina. The Amazonchan had Ranma rent a high-school textbook from the Greenpeace Library after the girls and Ranma had finished breakfast, (damn, those titty-kitties were hard to get back in their PokéBalls!)

Honestly, Jetta would have preferred to teach her Master how he should be acting when in public, but noooo... He didn’t want to hear of it. While Jetta respected how Ranma held onto his ideals of her and the other girls being his equals, she knew that sort of talk would land them in trouble in most part of the world. “Thank the gods we’re in the Indigo League at least. It’s one of the most liberal,” Jetta thought with no small amount of relief.

So, with Ranma being all pissy and whiny about not wanting to have to be such a bastard to his girls, Jetta decided to try another approach. Another thing Ranma was sorely lacking was general knowledge among kindergarteners, for crying out loud!

But still, Jetta knew she wasn’t the type to teach history and stuff like that. Yes, she was knowledgeable, but most of it she learned from experience and word-of-mouth. And the Lupina wasn’t sure she could get him to listen to her without beating him over the head with something not bolted to the floor.

However, Jetta knew they had one pokégirl with them who was well educated. Hell, the girl had half a dozen PhD’s in numerous fields, INCLUDING history, law, politics, and mechanics. She was the one who could get their master to understand... Looking at her master, as he watched Gina, who was skimming over the book, Jetta sighed. She had fought many a tough battles, gotten her Tamers through more than one tournament. So why the hell did this possible situation scare her more than anything else?

Shaking her head, Jetta put thoughts about having a child to the back of her mind. She had to help Gina teach their master about the way the world worked.

“Well, Master,” Gina started, trying to sound as authoritative as she could. “Before you learn anything, you need to know why there are pokégirls and how the world came to be like this. I can safely say it all started with one man. Sukebe.”

Blinking his eyes, Ranma asked, “Sukebe?”

“Yes. Born as Jim Sukotto, Sukebe was master of technology and magic. He was the person responsible for the creation of pokégirls and the scars created from his war. A great pervert, mage, and scientist, he created the pokégirls as his slaves and later as his way to get revenge. After he was discovered to be doing genetic experiments by reporter Linda McKenzie, it was initially thought his first lab was destroyed. From the destroyed lab came the cursed Jusenkyo Spell Dump.”

Ranma sat up straight. “Jusenkyo?”

“Yes,” Gina answered. “Several years later, Sukebe came back and whne he did, he used his powers to unleash a nightmare to the people of the Earth. A war that would become known as ‘Sukebe’s Revenge’. The Revenge lasted from 10 BS to 0 AS, although some researchers and historians argue it started in 11 BS, since that is when the first reports of ‘humanoid monsters’, the pokégirls first appeared in remote areas. It was believed that at the end, after his pokégirls were turned back on his troops, that he was destroyed in the Battle of the San Bay. However, there does not exist any proof that he was in fact killed.”

Raising a hand, Ranma asked, “BS and AS?”

“Before and After Sukebe,” Gina answered simply. “Now, I know you know what pokégirls are, but do you know the two types?”

Ranma blinked his eyes. “Elements?”

“No, Domestic and Feralborn.” At her Master’s headshake, Gina explained, “There are two categories of pokégirls, Domestic and Feralborn. Feralborn pokégirls are birthed, usually by parthenogenesis, by pokégirls who have themselves gone Feral. Since they spend their formative years living like wild beasts, they are very animalsitic in thought and possess strong powers,” Gina looked at Jetta. “From my understanding, Jetta was a borderline Feralborn when she was birthed, since her mother was Feral when it happened.”

Jetta frowned. “I was born human though. I maintain humanistic thoughts!”

“True enough, which still makes you a Domestic.” Gina said. “Domestic pokégirls are ones that were either born in a Breeder’s farm or were a human female that underwent Threshold, like my sister and I.” Gina sighed. Shaking her head, she continued. “Domestic pokégirls normally have less power than a Feralborn ones, but will possess more intelligence. It is possible to increase a Feralborn pokégirl’s intelligence, but most Tamers consider this is a waste of time when they could be enhancing their combative skills. All pokégirls have a lifespan equal to that of humans, save those with the Longevity enhancement.”

“How so?” Ranma asked, not knowing what ‘longevity’ meant.

“Longevity enhancement can make a pokégirl live for centuries. They undergo their first puberty normally, but only undergo their second one when they reach middle age for them, which can take hundreds of years. Pokégirls all have strong desires to have sex, to a greater or lesser degree depending on the specific type of pokégirl, but these hormones only kick in during their first puberty, which happens around the same time a human girl would undergo maturity. Pokégirls are infertile as far as normal reproduction goes, being able to bear young only from parthenogenesis. There are several categories of pokégirls which describe what abilities they have or what their general attitude is like. These abilities are now used in many things aside from combat, as most technology was destroyed during Sukebe’s War. While some hate pokégirls, most understand that this is the only way humans will survive in this chaotic world.

Ranma nodded his head to this. Although some terms like ‘parthenogenesis’ and ‘longevity’ flew over his head. Still, he knew if he asked, he’d probably get a long, boring explanation. And sticking to the ninth tenant of the Saotome School of Anything Goes, ‘If you don’t understand, fake it’, Ranma just continued to nod his head like one of those bobbing-figures.

Still, one thing DID make him curious. “What can you tell me about Jusenkyo?” After all, if there WAS a Jusenkyo in this world, Ranma might be able to find a cure for his damned curse! (Which, oddly enough, had barely made an appearance since he got to this world.)

Gina blinked her eyes in surprise at her master’s interest, although it impressed her he was taking this seriously. “The Jusenkyo Spell Dump is an unholy land near where the first of Sukebe’s labs was. After the labs destruction, many relics and experiments filtered down to a land that was transformed into a nightmarish area, filled with mutated plants and no animals, and several thousand springs of water. These springs are the actual horror; anyone who touches a spring is completely transformed into a pokégirl! These transformations are permanent; there is no known way to reverse or cure them. The Jusenkyo area is a Forbidden Zone, open only to pokégirl researchers and the upper people of the Pokégirl Leagues. Even so, many people venture there so that they can say they visited this twisted land, or to find some person who had a brush-in with a spring and capture them.”

Frowning a little, Ranma nodded his head. Damn. Another dead-end. “Ah well... Anything else I should know?” A thought hit Ranma. “How about how the hell those PokéBall thingies work?

Gina nodded her head, pleased that her master was being so inquisitive. A person only learned when they wanted to. “The PokéBalls is a piece of technology that was designed from stolen blueprints from one of Sukebe’s labs. This item allows a Tamer to catch a pokégirl and keep them in a container the size of a large baseball. PokéBalls are electronically registered to the one that owns them with a PokéDex. Pokégirls kept in PokéBalls are normally subjected to pleasure/pain training to obey their Tamer, during which they are instructed to repeat phrases of submissiveness and obedience.”

Ranma gawked at Gina. “What!?”

“Yep,” Jetta spoke, familiar with the experience. “Compliance and obedience are rewarded with sexual pleasure. Resistance and defiance is punished with mild but shocking pain and nausea.” Jetta smirked. For decades, she had been able to stand up to those PokéBalls for the most part, only recently letting them sink in. After all, she had a Tamer who deserved her full attention.

Ranma nodded. “Do those things do anything else to you girls.”

Nodding her head, Jetta answered, “Despite being physically in a state of suspended animation, we’re still awake while inside PokéBall, in order to undergo the training. I can honestly say that time seems much longer inside the PokéBall, with minutes seeming like hours to them.” Jetta shrugged. “Although I hear some pokégirls who are fully compliant with the training are able to pretty much ignore it, and can even sleep.

“Also, Master,” Gina spoke up, “Pokégirls in a PokéBall can be transported back to storage where they can undergo healing and Taming cycles. Catching a pokégirl in a PokéBall links that PokéBall to that pokégirl. Until the data is wiped from it, it cannot be used to capture another pokégirl, and its recovery beam will only affect the pokégirl it’s keyed to. PokéBall are registered to the Tamer who uses them by having information loaded into them via a PokéDex. All PokéBalls act as contraceptives, more as an added precaution against parthenogenesis than anything else, since pokégirls aren’t fertile until they become pokéwomen.”

Ranma nodded his head as he heard about the PokéBalls. They sounded like they were hell on a pokégirl. And there was that damn word again. ‘Parthenogenesis’.

Shrugging, Ranma just mumbled, “What else?”

”Well, you should probably know how a Tamer becomes a Tamer, and what their main purpose is,” Gina said.

“Sure,” Ranma mumbled, his eyelids starting to feel heavy.

*CRASH*!

Letting out an ‘eep’, Ranma jumped from where he sat, seeing a broken lap on the floor to his right.

“Pay attention, Ranma!” Jetta snapped. “You need to know this stuff!”

“All right, all right,” Ranma said, waving a hand in effort to placate the irritated Lupina.

Nodding her head, Jetta said, “Gina, explain.”

Staring at the spot Jetta had thrown the lamp, Gina nodded her head slowly. “A Tamer is a person whose primary job is to make sure that the Feral pokégirls of the world don’t finish what Sukebe tried to do. In order to do this, they must Tame other pokégirls to fight for them, as the only effective way to fight a pokégirl is with another pokégirl.”

Snorting, Ranma said, “Yeesh! I could probably take on a pokégirl if I wanted to,” Ranma said, a bit of his pride coming to the fore. “I mean, you girls are pretty good, but you’re on par with a lot of my rivals, if not a little better. I could handle myself.”

The Lupina and Amazonchan gave each other a look that said, ‘Yeah, right!’ Coughing into her hand, Gina continued to explain what a Tamer is to Ranma. “In order for a Tamer to be official, they must pass a somewhat easy test to gain their basic license. After passing the test, Tamers will be given identification saying what they are (normally a PokéDex), six empty PokéBalls, a copy of the award-winning book, ‘Taming for Dummies’, and congratulations. In order for them to have more than six pokégirls, they must pass a more advanced test for a storage license. When a Tamer reaches a rank of Level 65, they are allowed to take yet another test. This will allow a Tamer to have eight pokégirls on rotation at once, instead of six. However, the two now allowed out are not for fighting, and must be listed under non-combative rolls such as cooking, teaching, or something along those lines.” Gina looked at Ranma and added, “Sextome already passed all those tests. It’s why you haven’t had to send Grave or one of us into storage, since your PokéDex probably automatically enlisted her under a non-combative role.”

Speaking up, Jetta added, “And you probably should switch that position with Genn. She’s still low on energy, and I think the new G-Splice would be better for battle.”

Ranma nodded and asked, “How do I do that?”

“With this,” Gina answered as she held up his PokéDex. She opened it and started fiddling around with it as she continued to explain more about Tamers. “Tamers are considered to be fulfilling a League function in their jobs, but they are not paid for what they do. They survive by living off the land, as detailed in ‘Taming for Dummies’, since the book has everything a Tamer needs to know, and by frequently visiting the ever-helpful PokéCenters. Most Tamers have family and friends they can also count on for extra cash, clothing, food, and shelter as well. Additionally, most PokéBattles against a Gym Leader involves a modest cash prize if the Tamer defeats the Gym Leader (along with the badge). Some Tamers also have pokégirls who can produce food and drink (such as a Chickenlittles, KhangAssCunts, Milktits, etc.) with them as well, and many pokégirls can fish, gather plants, and prepare food as well.

Scratching his head, Ranma bluntly asked, “How come you’re telling me all this instead of letting me use that book you keep mentioning. ‘Taming for Dummies’.”

Sighing, Gina answered, “Because Sextome already tore out the pages and used them as toilet paper long ago.”

Frowning, Ranma grumbled, “Aw, crap.”

“You could say that again,” Jetta mumbled irritably. That Sextome always was such an inappreciative bastard. May he rot in hell.

Leaning back, Ranma mumbled, “Anything else?”

Scratching her chin, Gina answered, “Well, you should probably know about storage.”

“Storage?” Ranma asked, lowering his head down in thought.

“Yes,” Gina said. “As I mentioned earlier, a registered Tamer may take a test, one more difficult than the test to become a Tamer, in order to have a storage account. This allows him to store pokégirls in excess of his personal six. Stored pokégirls are kept in their PokéBalls inside the storage chamber. Unlike with a normal PokéBalls, the storage chamber interfaces with the PokéBall so that the ‘balled pokégirls are in a true state of suspended animation, mentally and physically. Storage place tend to be in PokéCenters, like most of pokégirl-related functions. While there is no limit on the amount of pokégirls that can be kept in storage, virtually all leagues have a time limit on how long a pokégirl can be kept in storage at a stretch before the one who captured her loses her. Note that this time limit is only for consecutive time; a pokégirl can be brought out for an afternoon and that’d be enough to “reset” her time in. The storage device itself keeps track of how long each pokégirl has been there and who owns her, via the information in the pokégirls. Pokégirls left in storage too long become property of the Leagues. What is done with them varies on the league in question; some turn them over to Breeders, some use them as free “starting” pokégirls for new Tamers, some release them into the wild, and some even euthenize them! Whatever the method, it’s embarrassing to a Tamer to lose pokégirls via staying in storage too long, since it reflects badly on their ability to manage their pokégirls.” Looking over at Jetta, Gina said, “Good thing Master doesn’t use the Storage Units, right?’

Jetta nodded her head. “Most definitely.” Shaking her head, Jetta looked at Ranma and asked, “What else do you feel confused about?”

Ranma...

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