[Episode 30882] [Episode 30882]"Like this?"
"Yes, perfect."
"Okay," Kikuko takes a deep breath, then gently presses her pubes against Lum.
The Oni shudders as she feels that warm contact, then digging her fingers into the soft ground beneath her, whispers, "Do it!"
Kikuko nods, then begins to slowly gyrate her hip, pressing hard all the time into Lum's womanhood. The pokegirl gasps as the pushing-twisting feeling on her clit sends a storm of pleasure right into her brain. The empathic echoes of that contact riccochets automatically through the subtle alpha bond existing between the Oni and her extradimensional Tamer, firing up Kikuko's own pleasure centre at the same time. Within seconds, Lum's arms are tightly wound against Kikuko's body as their voices disintegrate into a chorus of moaning pants, the Oni matching her lover's hip thrusts with her own to allow Kikuko the chance to equally enjoy the Taming.
Sensing the heat growing in her lover to the point where it would explode, Kikuko leans down to gently suckle and nibble along the side of Lum's neck. As a throaty purr escapes the Oni's lips, the redhead grins as she trails her licks and nibbles down Lum's breastbone, pausing to gently rub her cheek against the swell of the pokegirl's nicely-formed superstructure before continuing on towards her navel. As she pulls her dripping womanhood away from Lum's, Kikuko's hands shift down to allow her thumbs a chance to gently push and probe against the Oni's clit, eliciting a melody of sharp gasps from Lum as she grips the sides of her head. Noting that the pokegirl was certainly not complaining one bit about this treatment, Kikuko grins as she allows her tongue to swirl in Lum's navel for a moment before the redhead takes a deep breath, then plunges at last for the promised land.
Lum's gasps become even more louder as Kikuko gently breathes on the Oni's quivering nub before she extends her tongue to genty orbit the soaked folds of her womanhood. Allowing that meaty taste to linger in her mouth for a bit, the redhead smirks. "And that fuckin' stupid tomboy said this was all perverted?" she titters before breathing anew on Lum's clit, causing her to scream out yet anew. "Akane no baka," she grins before leaning into to gently seize that nub with her lips, then she starts suckling on it.
The pokegirl emits a long, wordless moan as her hands lean down to push her Tamer's head in more, her hips bucking as if to urge Kikuko further and further. Kikuko gazes briefly at the flushed-cheeked look on Lum's face, then closes her eyes anew as she begins to suck, lick and tenderly bite against the Oni's labia, her tongue frequently darting into her lover's love box, stroking her clit every time it comes back into Kikuko's mouth. Lum's shuddering increases as she feels that final thunderous wave of passion build up from her groin, then when it finally peaks, she lets go with a wild shriek as bolts of bio-electricity lash out from her fingertips.
"KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...!!!"
The waves of passionate thunder rock through the Oni from head to groin as Kikuko slows down the pace of her blow job, using her cheeks and nose to help clean Lum up a bit before the redhead pulls away from her lover. Taking a minute to wipe her face clean, Kikuko then leans up to lay against the Oni, slowly turning Lum onto her side as they share a warm embrace and kiss. "Pleased?" Kikuko gives her a smile.
"What do you think?" Lum reaches up to trace the contours of her Tamer's face.
"Ahem."
Both girls shriek, then spin around to see a man probably not that much bigger than Happousai standing on the roadway, a bemused smile etched on his craggy face. Bald, he is dressed in well-worn travelling clothes, a considerable amount of gear stashed on the web belt strapped around his waist. "Jeez!!" Kikuko automatically moves to cover her chest, her other hand diving for her crotch. "Who are you?!"
An apologetic look crosses the newcomer's face. "I apologize for interrupting your little Taming session, miss, but don't you think it would've been wiser to do that under cover? It is about to rain," he gazes at the darkening sky.
Kikuko blinks, then glances up to see grey thunderheads forming from the south-west. "Oh, shit..."
"We were both Lust Dusted by a Boobisaur, Professor Cherry," Lum reports, reaching over to hand Kikuko her clothes. "She wasn't really affected since she doesn't have any pokegirl ancestry, but I..." she pauses, then shrugs.
Kikuko stops, staring at Lum for a moment, then back to the newcomer. "Professor CHERRY?!"
He cackles. "That's my nickname, dear. My real name's Hayao Sakurambou. I'm the senior Researcher in Tomobiki. So what's this about you not having any pokegirl ancestry, child? That's almost unheard of these days!"
"I..." Ranma's sister looks inward as she tries to process what Cherry just told her, then she breathes out. "It's a long story..."
After Kikuko and Lum make themselves decent, Cherry calls forth his Dragoness, Tanisha, to fly them back to Tomobiki. Arriving soon enough at his private laboratory outside the town proper, the Researcher guides his guests into his living room. It is a surprisingly spartan place, Ranma's sister is quick to note, reminding her of the living quarters of Buddhist monks she (as Ranma) had seen during the training trip with Genma. Tanisha heads into the kitchen to prepare some tea as Cherry steps into a side room to draw out a more complex version of the Gameboy-like machine Kikuko had seen on the Tamer who had tried to capture Lum outside town. With that, the Research takes a moment to do a detailed scan of the woman from another dimension. As the Dragoness returns with tea, Cherry places himself across a low table from Kikuko and Lum. "My, my...! I never thought I'd ever meet a woman lacking any sort of pokegirl ancestry in this day and age."
"She comes from a world where pokegirls and pokewomen don't exist, Professor," Lum explains.
"Yes, dear, I noticed that already."
"How'd you figure that out?" Kikuko perks.
"Quite simple, really. Your base quantum energy signature is slightly different from people native to this world. Not dangerously so, I should add," he holds up a cautioning hand on noting the alarmed look crossing his visitor's face. "It appears your body's immunity system is more than capable of keeping you at the pinnacle of health. And speaking of which, I must confess that I've never met a person, man or woman, who possesses your overall level of physical fitness, Miss Saotome."
"Kikuko," Ranma's sister smiles, then she scowls. "Calling me 'Miss Saotome' makes me think of my late mother, Nodoka." She then squares her shoulders as she banishes the dark thoughts about that particular woman into the back of her mind. "As for my health, that stems from over a decade's constant training in my family's school of martial arts. It's something I take very great pride in, Professor."
"As you should," Cherry nods approvingly. "I do confess that for normal humans, possessing such skills isn't as required as it might be in your universe, Kikuko. Here, the pokegirls..." he indicates Lum, then Tanisha, "...basically do all the fighting."
"That sounds unfair to girls like Lum. And it seems pretty lazy on the parts of normal folks here."
Lum and Tanisha blush. "Yes, I suspected you'd think that way," Cherry smirks. "Personally, when I was your age, I was like most Tamers are on this world. Seeing pokegirls as nothing more than hyper-horny toys I could use and abuse to my heart's content. Since you have an alpha bond already with Lum, Kikuko, you'd probably understand this." The smile fades as a whistful look crosses his face. "As time went on and I gained greater experience, I came to realize that being a wandering Tamer wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Becoming a Researcher, being someone who could better expand our understanding of pokegirls, became my goal. And besides..."
"It's easier to love than fight, ne, Hayao?" Tanisha's slitted eyes twinkle amusedly.
Cherry gives Kikuko a mock-weary look. "Oh, dear. It appears that I'll have to tend to Tanisha's personal needs sometime soon."
Kikuko's lips quirk as she gives the Dragoness an appraising look. "She's worth it."
Tanisha's cheeks flare as she shies away from the redhead. Lum gives Kikuko a nudge with an elbow, causing the latter to wince. Cherry laughs, then coughs to clear his throat. "So, my dear, what exactly brought you into our world in the first place?"
Kikuko takes a deep breath, then launches into an explanation. It last about a half-hour. By the end of it, both of her hosts are pale-faced. "All your friends...? Slaughtered?!" Tanisha gapes. "And you've no idea why this happened?"
"None," Kikuko shakes her head, then smiles as Lum reaches up to squeeze her shoulder. "And now that we're without our ship -- not to mention that I've NO idea where Nii-chan, Ataru-kun and Tariko-chan are -- I just...!" she shrugs helplessly, then gazes on Lum. "Well, I know one thing I have to do. And that's be Lum's Tamer," she reaches up to give the Oni's hand a squeeze in thanks.
"You can't be an official Tamer in this league, child, even if the risk of your becoming a pokegirl is quite slim," Cherry notes. "At most, you can only acknowledge Lum as your personal Pet. And even then, if you encounter a League official who -- well, out of some sense of 'protecting' pure-blooded women from the 'corruption' pokegirls represent -- would want to take Lum away from you..." his voice trails off. "Well, you might then be in quite the spot. If you desire to do more than that, you have to go to one of the leagues which do allow girl Tamers. The closest one to hear is the Capital League, which is a five day's dirigible flight from Edogawa."
"Well, there's a problem, Professor. I've got nothing that I can use to make my way around this world," Kikuko shrugs helplessly. "I was able to get off that ship with just the clothes on my back. I've got nothing in the way of money or camping supplies..."
Cherry's eyes narrow. "Yes, that would be quite the problem, wouldn't it?" he slowly nods. "Still..."
"'Still?'"
"There might be a solution for you, child..."
Later...
"So the Professor's going to use me as the subject of an experiment?"
"That'll be the official explanation he'll give the League Research Council," Tanisha nods as she draws out a current-model pokedex, a pokeball and other necessary gear for a Tamer from Cherry's personal equipment storage room. "After all, if you're going to be living among us for some time to come -- and by the sounds of it, you may NEVER get the chance to get back to where you belong, not to say the least of you trying to track down your brother and your friends -- you might as well put your time to some constructive use."
Kikuko nods. "Yeah, I can see that. So after he gets the funds and all that, I have to fly over to the Capital League to get my Tamer's license, then head off and do whatever needs to be done, right?"
"Exactly," the Dragoness hands the gear to the woman from another world. "Since your parents are deceased now, you'll be given a lot more leeway than any other girl from the League who might want to go to the Alliance and become a Tamer. I personally think you won't have much in the way of problems, Kikuko. And Lum here..." she indicates the Oni, standing by the equipment room door, "...is trained in Alpha pokegirl proceedures. Once you get your license into your pocket, it'll be smooth sailing ahead for you."
"I got a question."
"What's that?" Tanisha asks as they step out of the equipment room.
"Actually, I got two questions. First, what's an 'Alpha pokegirl?'"
"She serves as your second-in-command, keeping watch over your other pokegirls in case you're busy doing something else," the taller pokegirl explains as they sit around the living room table. "When you're on the road, she'll spend most of her time outside of her pokeball helping you out as best as she can. If you're tired and can't Tame your other pokegirls, she'll do it for you."
Kikuko slowly nods, then stares at Lum. "Would you want to be this, Lum?"
"Please," the Oni flashes her a smile.
"Okay, okay," the redhead laughs, waving her lover down, then she looks at the Dragoness. "Now, what's this 'Alliance' you told me about?"
"That's the WAPL -- the World Alliance of Pokegirl Leagues," Tanisha explains. "It's an alliance of six pokegirl leagues spread out around the planet. The Capital League is the Alliance's cornerstone, it's home base. When it comes to pokegirls and how humans are to relate to them, the Alliance leagues are the most liberal of them all. I think you'll..."
"CHERRY!!!!"
"Who the hell's THAT?!!" Kikuko spins around to look out the window.
Who is it?
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