Chapter 3: Wild Horses & Pokegirls
Basic Taming

WARNING: This is a fic that has silly moments and plotlines, but is set in a
dark world and explores concepts dealing with the darker side of human
nature. It also is *not* recommended for the young, rated NC-17 or something
or like that. There are elements which will disturb me, the writer, for
crying out loud.

DISCLAIMER: Various elements from this come from Greyman and a few other
erotic (or at least adult-oriented) Addventure writers on the web, Nintendo,
R.Takahashi/Viz, and other writers.

Some scenes by Jim Robert Bader, who also appears in a cameo.

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Ranma wasn't at all sure about this. There was enough room at the Rest Area
for four groups of campers, with well defined areas for campfires and some
pretty spiffy chemical latrines over to the side. Spiffy because there were
no spiders, bugs, and the things were cleaner than they had any right to be
out here with only a couple of well-marked trails for access. No, Ranma's
uncertainty was not due to the campsite itself.

Nor was Ranma concerned about the obvious lack of preparedness or experience
that Nabiki and Kasumi displayed in their setting up of the tent or
campsite. Kasumi walking around with a rice cooker, looking for a place to
plug it in, pretty much gave him the impression that neither of the Tendo
girls had spent a lot of time "roughing it." They adapted however and Ranma
quickly found himself answering a lot of questions about how to do things.
He had a lot of experience camping out and such, and being in a position of
knowledge and authority defused some of his nervousness about associating
with girls. Even if they weren't quite human.

He was not ill at ease because of the catlike qualities or even the
occasional feline mannerism that the two girls displayed. He had set his
mind on them being girls with weird body parts (though that was redundant by
Ranma's point of view) and by kami he wasn't inclined to change his mind.
Especially as thinking of them as something else was terrifying. Not that he
was scared or nothing.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah AH AH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

No, it was whatever the heck was going on in THAT tent that concerned him.
There were all these noises and the tent kept shaking.

It stopped about the time that Kasumi set a pot of something up over the
fire. A weary-looking guy got out and nodded to Ranma, who nodded back, then
took a seat outside and wiped sweat off his forehead. Ranma decided that the
tent must be *very* hot inside.

"So, Kasumi," said Nabiki. "Rock, scissors, paper?"

"Shouldn't we leave the decision up to Master Ranma?"

Ranma blinked, his attention grabbed by the use of his name. "Huh?"

"Okay, *Master*," Nabiki asked, looking somewhat catty. Or at least even
cattier than normal. "Which of us are you going to Tame first?"

Ranma got an immediate image of holding a chair and a whip, like he'd heard
of lion tamers doing. "Uhm, do you really need that? I don't see the point."

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Akane had known it was dangerous to stray off the path. It was Mating
Season, after all. She was not male and was a pokegirl, and therefore was
not as much as in danger as a human male or incautious Tamer would be.

The safe path to the next Rest Area, where that pervert Tamer would take her
sisters in more than one sense of the term, was a total of eight point two
five miles of packed earth with a few wooden bridges. She knew this because
it was the duty of the Tendo Ranch to maintain a segment of this route.

The path was not a straight one, however. If one looked at a map, one would
see that going in a straight line from the Tendo Ranch to Rest Area 105
would cut almost three miles off the trip.

Akane had deemed it necessary. To keep that Tamer from bonding her sisters,
she needed to get there as soon as possible. She thought Kasumi and Nabiki
would slow the Tamer down, and would be walking. If she ran most of the way,
stopping only to catch her breath, and cut through the Buggy Woods, she
would be able to catch them.

"Yahhhhh!" Akane yelped, as clawed fingers grabbed the top of her gi and
began lifting her.

Buzzbreasts, the bee-type pokegirl. If they managed to get her helpless,
they'd repeatedly sting her and seal her in a coccoon. After a month, the
hive would have a new drone.

Akane unfastened her gi and twisted so that she dropped out of her top.
Another Buzzbreast dove at her, nipple-stingers glistening with poison.
Akane twisted out of the way, grabbed, and added her strength to the
bee-girl's momentum. Another Buzzbreast loomed forward, and Akane punched as
hard as she could to the pokegirl's face. Akane leaped over the falling
Buzzbreast, and used her back to flip higher and out of the way of another
attack.

There was no anti-pervert chant, all her breath was needed for the purpose
of escape. No time or energy could be spared for extraneous things.

Akane noted in passing that an angry swarm of Wasps were boiling out of the
trees to her right, Buzzbreasts behind her. Naturally, she shifted left and
dived through some brush. If she played her cards right, the Wasp and
Buzzbreast swarms would start attacking each other. Then all she'd have to
worry about was...

Akane discovered that she had just dived through the brush lining the steep
embankment that had a cheery little brook rushing through it. "AAAAAAAAAAA!"

As she fell, knowing full well that she couldn't swim, Akane saw threshing
bodies down below. It looked like her fall might actually be broken by a
group of Starboobs.

"AAAAAHHHH! RANMA SAOTOME THIS IS ALL YOUR FAAAAAAAUUUULLLT!" *SPLASH!*

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[Keiichi Morisato. Student at Nekomimi Institute of Technology, 1st year.
Specialty: Mechanical engineering. Member of NIT Motor Club. No Tamer
license.]

[Bell. Megami. Psychic/Magic type pokegirl. Level 12. Attacks: Divine
Retribution, Shield. Skill ratings: Domestic 4, Cooking 3, Divination 3.]

[Registering pokegirl to new owner. Done. Have a nice day.]

"Uhm, I really hadn't expected to *have* a pokegirl," said Keiichi, not
entirely sure how this had happened. He was just an engineering student,
after all. He'd seen a few *human* girls, and other guy's pokegirls, and
there was his sister of course.

Having the sister you used to pal around with and play baseball with
suddenly beginning to show signs of the Shift? Shocking! Keiichi had
examined many of the preconceptions he'd had about pokegirls and thrown them
out. His sister had apparently weathered Threshold as some called it, when
something came close to activating pokegirl ancestry in a woman who had
otherwise no sign of any such stain. If it *had* happened, Megumi Morisato
would have been mourned as if dead - and whatever she had turned into would
have gone to a Ranch where she could be trained and eventually given to a
Tamer.

It happened. It happened more often than people liked to talk about it. Nine
out of ten people, if you traced their ancestry back the three hundred years
since Sukebe's Revenge, had some of the Blood. Pureline women were kept on a
tighter leash and in more seclusion than any pokegirl, for they were rarer
and more precious now. On occasion even a pureline girl, for whatever
reason, would suddenly have a Threshold and start developing traits.

Keiichi Morisato was not of a pureline. His grandmother on his father's side
had been an Amazonchan, a Very Near Human. This had happened a lot back
then, nobody had realized back then that the perfectly normal looking
children might not always stay human.

The experience with his sister, and knowledge of his own ancestry, had given
Keiichi Morisato thought. With the interfertility of pokegirls and humans,
plus his own research and observations when he'd thought Megumi would end up
that way, he'd quickly come to some conclusions that were not in keeping
with the conventional wisdom.

"Hi. I'm Keiichi. Glad to meet you." Keiichi held out his hand to shake
Bell's. "I hope we'll be good friends."

Bell looked a little puzzled but recovered quickly to a dazzling smile. "I
hope so too, Master-san."

They were interrupted by a group of sniffles as watching pokegirls went all
misty-eyed.

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Tatewaki Kuno raced forward, slashing with his bokken. Common pokegirls
could not stand against him, nor could they hold his interest.

Not when he, the Heir to the Stone Town Kuno family, was heading for a
rendevous towards the pokegirl he was destined to Tame. Akane Tomboy would
be HIS. And then, even though it wasn't in the PokeDexes as even possible
for Tomboys, he would evolve her.

It wasn't done normally. In fact, since silly legislation and the Society
for the Prevention Of Needless Cruelty To Pokegirls (SPONCTP more commonly
known as the Pokegirl Society as opposed to the Pokegirl League) it wasn't
done at all any more. Not that this could stop Tatewaki Kuno.

He would claim her. Then he would Tame her. He would become her Lord and
Master and dominate her in all ways. He would mark her as his property, and
only after he had broken through her resistance would he begin the next
phase. Because, according to the text file left behind by his grandfather,
only when her sense of self was completely destroyed could a Tomboy evolve
to Doll.

Akane Tomboy had the spark, she had the anger, she had the buried rage. She
would make a marvelous Doll.

Not really that far away, Akane Tendo sneezed as she bounced off a Titacool
in order to go over a Siren's reaching arms. Unfortunately, it looked as if
the Titacool's Disrobe attack had pretty much reduced her gi pants to the
consistency of lint and she'd lost her sandals while falling to the river.

Akane wondered if she was catching cold.

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"So," concluded Nabiki, "you see what is involved in the Taming process.
Lots and lots of sex. There's kissing and cuddling, which frankly is
something all Kittens appreciate, but its the actual sex that's required.
You see?"

Ranma continued to stare open-mouthed at the pictures in the book that
Nabiki had thoughtfully brought along.

"When Sukebe created the first pokegirls, he set up this system so they'd be
sexslaves as well as superhuman soldiers. And the *first* Taming is always
important because the psychic receptors of the pokegirl open and imprint on
the Tamer. A pokegirl can't help but be obedient and to love her Tamer, but
it is the first Tamer who has the most effect. So make sure it's a thorough
Taming! In order to keep from going Feral or worse, we need to get Tamed
right away, you see that, right?"

Ranma continued to stare.

"You don't see, do you?"

"Oh dear," said Kasumi from where she was stirring the pot. "You don't
suppose Akane was right?"

"No, Kasumi, he wouldn't freeze up like this if he was gay." Nabiki idly
wondered if shredding the boy's clothes and grabbing him right there and
then would do the trick or would his phobia about cats cause more problems?
Nabiki frowned as she decided that most likely he'd run off through the
woods in a blind panic, and nobody in their right mind would try that in the
middle of Mating Season.

Ranma twitched a couple of times.

Kasumi stood up and brushed her hands off. "Well then, there's only one way
to handle this, isn't there?"

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Soun felt the emptiness of the Ranch increase. Things were going well, in
that respect.

Bell had been taken by that nice engineering student. Though the boy wasn't
a Tamer, Bell could do worse than being the pet of someone who cared about
her.

Rei had been defeated by some Domina named Asuka and taken away by a Tamer
named Shinji. Soun could be wrong, but Shinji Ikari had seemed to be a
spineless weenie. In which case his Domina was probably calling all the
shots. Well, if that was the case, he'd expect Rei to show up again soon
after Shinji had been beaten into an early grave.

Bunny had been found trying to sneak her pokeball into Ranma's pack. She'd
be punished later. Soun was considering having her sent to the Brooding
Chamber where her parthenogenetic method of developing babies would be
stimulated. Except that this might cause a few of the others, particularly
her clique of friends, to misbehave so that they would go there too.

Shampoo had caught Bunny. Cross examination had revealed that she had been
trying to do the same thing. Shampoo didn't have a clique, so she'd already
been sent to the Brooding Chamber. Most pokegirls settled down after they'd
had a litter or two.

Then there was Deedlit, who'd gotten moody. Well, moodier than usual.

"Father," came a voice from one of his younger pokegirls. "D" (he'd begun
running out of names) - one who acted a bit cold but hadn't any
distinguishing characteristics to indicate what kind of pokegirl she'd
become.

"Yes, D?"

"There's a postcard here from the PokeCenter League Audit Office," D said.
"Something about an Audit."

Soun held his pose for a few moments. THEN he started going into hysterics.

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"What do you mean?" Ranma asked nervously, wondering if running might be a
good idea, though he rather doubted that either Pokegirl could catch him if
he simply moved at a good clip.

Kasumi set herself down before him, composing herself with great dignity as
her tail settled into place, her manners as relaxed and dignified as any
housewife. Almost against his will Ranma found himself compelled to look up
into her luminous brown eyes, and then...she launched her terrifying secret
weapon...

...The Attack of the Crying Cute Girl, against which even a martial artist
of Ranma's standing had no real defenses.

"Master," she said in a piteous voice as tears began rolling down from her
eyes, "Won't you at least consider taming Nabiki and myself? You don't want
us to go Feral, do you? I would be most unhappy to see us both go through
the stages, and you might not like us if you saw us go completely Feral..."

Nabiki twitched her ears and looked on with surprise at her older sister.
Why had she not thought of such a maneuver? It was brilliantly concieved and
executed, and as she rotated her gaze at their Master himself, she saw
Ranma's resolve crumble into nothing as clearly he could be moved to feel
pity and something like sympathy for a Pokegirl who was unhappy.

"Hey, wait...don't cry!" Ranma pleaded, "I don't want to see either of you
get hurt or nothing..."

"But you don't like us because you are afraid of us, Master?" Kasumi pouted.

Well, there was the element of fear of what they reminded him of, of course,
and the knowledge of what they wanted him to do was enough to send him into
a state of near panic, but when it came down to seeing a really *nice* girl
like Kasumi weep with a sense of rejection was more
than he could handle. Also too came the guilty sense that he was obligated
to look after these girls, and to do that he had to muster the courage to
act the part of their *Tamer.*

He swallowed his fear, nervousness and pride as he reached out a hand and
touched Kasumi's wrist, "Don't cry, I won't...I won't let anything bad
happen to you, Kasumi. Just...just tell me what I have to do..."

Kasumi's eyes shone with relief as she looked at her Master and said, "Then
will you tame me, Master... and please also tame my sister?"

"Ah..." Ranma swallowed, his throat tightening as he barely managed to
squeeze out the words "...all right..."

Nabiki hid a smile as she silently congratulated her sister. And here she
would have thought that Kasumi would be as shy on this subject as Ranma
obviously was, but who would have suspected that Kasumi of *all* people
would have a talent as a seducer.

Kasumi took Ranma's hands in her own and said, "Master, you will not be
sorry that you took Nabiki and me on as your Pokegirls. Just relax and let
us do our part to serve you, and I think you will agree that the experience
will be *most* pleasant."

"Oh yeah," Nabiki could not help grinning any more, giving Ranma a wink as
she added, "Count on that, Master. You're in good hands with Kasumi and me,
so just relax and let us show you how to Tame us."

Ranma swallowed thickly on a dry mouth, but he had made the offer and was
not about to withdraw it, so he sat where he was and looked on in wonder as
Kasumi took his hand between her own and knelt down to kiss that hand, then
softly play with his fingers. Nabiki decided to watch
and wait for these initial parts, but she was toying with the idea of
tearing her master's clothes off and showing him what Taming was really
like. But it was Kasumi's play, so Nabiki would give her the call this time
around, biding her time to see how far Kasumi would go before
Ranma's courage floundered, at which point Nabiki would definitely take
over.

Ranma just stared in amazement as he felt the softness of Kasumi's hand,
felt the warmth of her lips on his fingers as she took one into her mouth
and gently sucked on his digits, feeling strangely aroused as something
feral in the back of his own mind started twitching a metaphorical tail,
awakened and aroused as he stared at the beautiful girl and found his body
reacting in ways no martial art system he had ever studied could have
effected, and---oddly enough---he found his fears begin to subside...if only
a little...

Something in Ranma's mind uncurled, stretched, and made a noise. Oddly
enough, it went "meow."

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The great and noble Tatewaki Kuno ran into the Rest Area, puffing and out of
breath. "Whither Akane Tendo?"

Two Tamers looked up from where they sat. One was being seduced by a
pokegirl, a Kitten if Kuno guessed correctly. The other was watching his own
pokegirl stir a stewpot hanging over a fire.

Tatewaki Kuno didn't recognize the pokegirl, and took out his Pokedex.

:Nymph - the evolutionary pokegirl. Very Near Human. This base form can
evolve with the correct evolution stone to a number of forms. Dryad with a
Leafstone, Naiad or Undine with a Waterstone, Maenad with a Venomstone,
Oriad with a Heavy Metal, Sylph with a Windstone, Esper with a Psi Crystal.
Further research is pending.:

Kuno frowned and drew his bokken. "Which of you two is the foul Ranma
Saotome?"

"Not me," said the Tamer with the Kitten.

"Ranma Saotome? I've got my OWN score to settle with him!" The Tamer
clenched his fist and stood in a Pose Of Righteous Declaration. Kuno
recognized it, but decided this Tamer was a rank amateur compared to himself
of course. Still, the anger seemed genuine. Which left...

Kuno menaced the one with the Kitten. "You obviously lie! I shall smite
thee, and rescue the fair Tomboy from thy clutches!"

"Stop waving that stick around. I ain't no Saotome. Not the Ranma." The
Tamer reached into his pocket and flipped open his pokedex.

:I am DEXter, a Pokedex registered to Gary Stroak of Priapus Town.:

After a moment of confusion, Kuno lowered his bokken. "The vile fiend no
doubt has heard of my righteous pursuit of him, and knowing that he is no
match for me, the miscreant has fled further!"

*Shoom!* One of Kuno's pokeballs opened itself and a swirl of red light
formed into a pokegirl in a black leotard.

"Ohohohohohohoho! Brother dear, have you no clue? A path goes two ways."

"Man, what a creepy Domina," said Gary, eyeing Kuno's pokegirl. Still, she
must be formidable if the guy had to use a stick to keep her in line. And
she referred to him as "brother" - so this was one seriously whacky
pokegirl.

Kuno considered briefly. He could not have chosen the wrong path, since that
would imply he had made a mistake. Therefore... "It must be foul sorcery! He
did bewitch the paths to lead me astray. He shall learn that the vengeance
of the heavens may not be denied!"

"So, Ranma is nearby and in the other direction?" The other Tamer smiled
humorlessly as the bokken-wielding Tamer reversed course and ran down the
same path he'd just used to get here. "Soon, Ranma, soon I shall have my
revenge!"

"We go after hims now?" The Nymph looked up from her stewpot, wondering if
all this food would go to waste.

"Nah, only an idiot would try running the woods at night." The Tamer sat
back down after considering the idea for a minute. "We'll need our rest
tonight so we can catch up with that jackass tomorrow!"

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Akane squelched into the Rest Area shortly after the moons had arisen.

Two tents. One was a fairly new looking and large one, the kind that had a
waterproof stainproof coating of Armorbrite. The other was threadbare in a
few places, looked older than she did, and had seen better days.

Obvious really, even for Akane's current state.

Akane's feet continued to make odd noises as she staggered towards the
ominously silent tent. What horrors had her sisters gone through?! What
degradations had this Tamer forced them into before he at last slaked his
horrible perverted appetites?

Akane flipped up the tent flap and staggered into the tent to behold...

Kasumi and Nabiki on either side of that Tamer, looking *very* contented and
*purring*?!

"aaaaaa..." Akane tried to scream but it just sort of came out as a tired
complaint.

Two Kittens heard and roused themselves.

"Akane, is that you?" Kasumi could hardly believe it was the same Akane who
complained that boys were "stinky". She had leaves plastered to her body,
what looked like stings and welts and cuts on what skin was showing, goo
covered other portions of her body and seemed to have hardened into resin in
her hair, and webbing had plastered one of her arms behind her back.

"don't worry. Akane rescue you..." moaned the Tomboy, reaching for a frypan.
She'd just make sure this Tamer stayed asleep, then her sisters could be
rescued. Then she...

*SHOOM!*

Nabiki looked at the pokeball rocking on the floor, then back at Kasumi who
was yawning. "Hmmm?"

"She'll just have to stay there until she learns to behave," Kasumi said as
she stretched. "Good night, Nabiki."

Nabiki caught herself in a midyawn and snuggled close to her Tamer. "Good
night Kasumi."

A pokeball on the floor continued to blink for a few minutes before it
finally went out.

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Many Tamers were late sleepers. It is in the nature of the job description
that one is often up late and in strenuous activity.

However, many pokegirls were by their very nature either early risers or
even nocturnal in preference. Niteowls, Goths, Skunkies, and Maenads for
example - were all more likely to be comatose around noon than around
midnight.

Many Tamers treated their charges like dumb animals. There were others,
however, who found a little more leeway in their manner.

Many Tamers had personal banners or symbols. If they allowed their pokegirls
clothing, that symbol would be found on that clothing.

So Perfume, an Amazonchan who was used to being up early to practice her
katas and fix breakfast, was awake and wearing her work-clothes that bore
the symbol of her Master. While some pokegirls, particularly the furries,
preferred no or little clothing - the Near Humans typically wore at least
some clothing. Pockets came in handy, and clothing could also have some
protective or purely utilitarian functions.

Perfume was one of her Master's more jack-of-all-trades sorts, and was
actually her Master's Alpha. This despite the presence of a Feral Domina who
kept trying to take the position. The other member of their pack, a Feral
Vixxen, was much less pushy about her position in the Pack.

Vixxen was awake, though muzzily and not able to do that much except
practice fighting and the few simple tasks that Perfume had been able to
teach the furry. Oh, and she could stand guard while Perfume was busy.

"Vixxen! Vixxen!"

Perfume finished scouring the morning pots as a Tamer staggered into the
Rest Area. "Good Vixxen," proclaimed the Amazonchan, patting the Vixxen's
head.

"Ranma Saotome! I shall smite thee!" Tatewaki Kuno charged the nearest tent,
ignoring the pinkhaired pokegirl and the red furred one as he slashed open
the side of the tent with his bokken. "I shall free the fair Akane from your
clutches! Prepare to perish!"

Jim was awake immediately in the manner of someone who had just gotten a
quick burst of adrenalin from having some maniac create a new opening in his
tent. "WHAT?!"

"You!" Tatewaki pointed at the tall fellow. "The Vengeance Of The Heavens
comes for thee! I shall smite thee and liberate the pokegirls that thou has
unfairly hoarded!"

That let Jim put it in a quick reference framework. Maniac with a bokken =
pokegirl thief = yet another member of that Team Rocket or one of their
clones. "What no stupid little sentai speech?"

Kuno blinked. Why had he not thought of it? Surely it was in keeping with
his magnificence! Hmmm. He'd have to work on that after he'd liberated
Akane. "Surrender or face the undefeatable Tatewaki Kuno."

Having only his Domina in a pokeball, Jim realized his two other pokegirls
were watching and waiting for his signal. Heh. "Then let's do it."

"Have at thee!" Kuno started forward, bokken raised high.

A pink-haired comet slammed into Tatewaki Kuno from the side, revealing
Perfume's foot firmly impacting Kuno just above the neck a moment later. The
Blue Thunder landed in the woods just behind the tent with the sound of
snapping branches.

Of course, that wasn't the end of it. A Dominatrix with an evil laugh
bounded out, followed by the bokken wielder, who also released a Naga.

The fight began to escalate. Particularly after the Naga's Needleshot opened
more of the new tent.

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Ranma woke up to discover he had a warm body cuddled up against him, no
memory of what happened, and an odd taste in his mouth.

He removed several thin fine light brown hairs that had mysteriously ended
up in his mouth, and considered the girl who was clinging to him as if he
were some cuddle toy. No, more like she was afraid he was gonna get away.

"...Master..." breathed Nabiki, snuggling against Ranma in her sleep.

Ranma rapidly tried to remember *what* had happened last night. He'd felt
nervous and trapped and scared and he'd felt like he was about to go into
the Nekoken, and then...

He'd woken up with Nabiki?

What the heck?

The sounds of a fight brought his attention away from the sleeping Nabiki.
Kasumi was watching him from over there, her eyes all liquid and sparkly as
she smiled at him.

Ranma smiled back, quite a bit more uncertainly. What *had* happened? Oh,
the sounds of a fight. MUCH more familiar ground.

Ranma disengaged himself from Nabiki, noting for the first time that these
pokegirls' hands were different from his own. Slender, but with longer
fingers and the nails were thicker and longer than his own. Also more
narrow, making them claw-like. When Nabiki briefly dug her claws in during
his attempt to remove himself, Ranma realized they *were* claws though not
particularly sharp. A look at Kasumi's hands revealed longer claws, and as
she was using them to chop carrots, these were sharper than Nabiki's.

Ranma almost stepped on a pokeball that someone had left out, and tossed it
to Kasumi who put it away without apparently noticing.

The fight outside beckoned as a refuge from this terribly unfamiliar
situation.

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WASP, the tailgunner pokegirl
Type: Animorphic, insectile, humanoid
Element: Bug/Poison
Frequency: common
Diet: vegetarian
Role: typically too foul tempered and unintelligent for domestication and
use outside of a Tamer's combat group
Libido: Low (Heat in Mating Season)
Strong Vs: none
Weak Vs: Fire, Lightning
Attacks: Sting, Rapid Sting, Needle Spray, Poison
Enhancements: Flight, Poison, Light Armor, 2x Human Strength
Evolves: none
Wasps are not very near human varieties of pokegirl, very aggressive and
antagonistic towards humans and most other races. They have a hive mentality
and no individuality to speak of. When encountered in the wild, they usually
swarm an intruder and rapidly sting it. Wasp venom is a paralytic that can
be overcome by Antiven 1, Recover+, or Panacea.
Wasps are considered more trouble than they are worth, and the most
intelligent is still far less intelligent and biddable than a Bimbo. They
are, however, known for great ferocity and a complete lack of fear. None
have ever been successfully domesticated.

VIXXEN
Type: Animorph, mammallian, humanoid
Element: Fire
Frequency: uncommon
Diet: omnivore
Role: Vixxen have been used as one of the more popular pokegirls with Tamers
for centuries. They are also found in industries where the ability to
Flamethrow is handy.
Libido: High
Strong Vs: Ice, Plant, Shadow
Weak Vs: Water, Psychic
Attacks: Flamethrow, Tackle, Wrestle, Sex Attack 1
Enhancements: Element: Fire, Fire Resistance, Quickness, Enhanced Sense Of
Hearing
Evolves: Foxx (flamestone)
Horny as a Vixxen goes the saying, and that *is* the most noticeable
character feature of a Vixxen. Vixxens are ready: anytime, anywhere, any
conditions. They rarely understand why their Tamers are reluctant to engage
in sex in some situations, and tend to be very earthy and aggressive.
Vixxens are among the most common domesticated varieties of pokegirl but are
rarely kept as pets due to their occasional lack of control and tendency to
set things on fire. Vixxens are reddish furred humanoids with a slight
muzzle, slender frame, and long bushy tail. Their sense of smell and hearing
are quite good, and they make fair foragers.

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