Re: Exotic Exponent - A Pokégirls Self-insert
Decision Made: Reach a minimum decency level, go get the ferals, tame the Titacool.
"I'm gonna be right back," I tell Sunset, as I slide out from underneath her. I take a moment to let the shower rinse the suds and juices off of me before turning them off and leaving the washroom in search of a towel. I spend a minute looking around the main taming room, trying to figure out where the towels are kept before finding them in a drawer under the bed. They're large, white and fluffy, and one easily takes the water off of me. Dry enough, I wrap the towel around my waist and head back to the front counter.
The NurseJoy is there waiting. I she's bit flustered, her cheeks a little rosy, and the top three buttons of her uniform are undone, her cleavage on display. I politely notice before inquiring. "How far along are the conditioning cycle?"
"Well, the Bunnygirl and the Titacool are ready," she responds in a slightly more breathy tone, presenting two shrunken Pokéballs, "But the Naga's cycle has just started and will be in there for at least forty minutes..."
I nod and thank her for the balls, then turn to head back when I notice Sunset has followed me, another towel wrapped around her petite form. "I said I'd be right back. You didn't have to follow me," I tell her cheerfully, as I head back to the taming room. I hear her footsteps behind me.
Once in the room, I discard my towel and scan the tiny orbs with my dex, to figure out which is which. I put the Bunnygirl's back on belt, and take the Titacool's back into the washroom with. I almost reach for the faucet, only to have it move on it's own.
I turn, smile and nod at Sunset. "Can you telepathically communicate with people?" I ask her. She says "A-Bra" in response, holding out her hand and wavering it. I shrug. "I'm going to tame the Titacool, but I'm a little nervous. I don't think she'll understand a word I'll say. And she's a predator, and likely be hungry and aggressive. I was hoping you would be able to communicate with her." Sunset shakes her head and holds up three fingers. It takes a second for to realize what she's getting at. "A level 3 taming cycle?" She nods. "Yeah I put her through that. That's standard, right?" Sunset nods again, then turns and leaves the washroom, closing the door behind her.
I blink in confusion, then look at the Pokéball in my hand. "Guess that means I'll be fine," I say to myself. I toss and catch the tiny orb a few time before hitting the expand button, and take the opportunity to truly observe the ball, taking note that the button to expand and contract is raised a bit, and is quite pronounced when shrunk. While the release button isn't and only visible, and thus pressable, when the Pokéball is expanded. Realizing that I was stalling, I aim the ball at the floor and press the release button.
The red light fades, leaving a petite blue girl sprawled face up on the floor. I run my gaze along her body, water from the shower heads splashing across her. She has a well toned muscles that seem to enhance her her obviously feminine curves. While her breasts may be small, for her size she's a bit buxom. I'd place her height just over under under five feet tall. Long black hair, which would reach her waist if she was standing. She has a very cute face, round with pronounced cheeks, and her blue lips seem to be in a constant pout. Her two tentacles are limp on the floor, nearly strait, and are almost half as long as she is tall.
As I sit next to her, she stirs and sits up. "Wa... Where am I?" she says to my complete surprise. "What happened?" she clutches her head, and starts whimpering.
"Hey," I say softly, catching her attention.
She opens her bright green eyes and looks at me, tears begging to well. "I thought I was gonna die," she says, starting to sob, "Did you save me?" She crawls into my lap, and I instinctively wrap my arms around her.
I shush to her, "It's OK. You're safe." The fact that the Pokégirl in my arms complicated thins. On the one hand, she'll completely understand what I say. On the other, she may not be inclined to be part of a harem, considering she was in the wilderness alone. She may be someone's pet Pokégirl that got separated somehow. At the moment, she needed someone to reassure her. "It's OK, tell me what happened."
"I was on my way to the berry bushes for lunch," she cries into my chest, "and I saw this cute Bunnygirl. I wanted her to tame me. So I tried to sneak up on her. I got out of onto a big root behind. Then a Naga fell on me. I tried to get her off. But she got around me and started squeezing. I stung her a couple of times. Then she got her hands around my neck. I don't remember anything else."
I place my index finger under her chin, and turn her face up for me to look into her eyes. "I was hunting for ferals in the swamp when I stumbled on the Naga wrapped around you. Sunset, my A-bra, fought the Naga, and we captured her. We brought you here and had run through the centre's cycles."
Her teary eyes beam with joy as looks back into mine. "Thank you," she whispers. I smile back and we just stare at each other for a moment, before her eyes widen. "Wait. Hunting for ferals? You're a tamer?" She asks in realization. She leans away and looks down at my chest, then jumps out of my lap and crawls backwards away, screaming, "EEK! YOU'RE NAKED!" folding her legs up and crossing her arms over her breast. Her cheeks turn purple with embarrassment. "Uh... I'm not feral," she says nervously, "So, you don't have to tame me."
I start to slowly crawl to wards her. She retracts her tentacles behind her as I approach. Looking strait into her lovely green eyes, "I want to," I say, deepening her blush. "I want you." She swallows nervously, as I reach out to touch her leg. "Be mine," I whisper, running my fingers along her calf. She shivers at the contact, and turns away.
"I don't like violence," she whispers back, "Don't make me fight."
"How about sex battles?" I retort, running my hand over her knee and rubbing her thigh. "I don't mind those." "Then I won't send you into fights. But you will know how, just in case." I run my hand along her inner thigh.
"Make me your Alpha?" "I want the best for my harem. You'll have to be the best choice." "I am." She says, spreading her legs. "I want money." "Hunting ferals, and winning tournaments makes money." I run my hand up her body and massage her breasts. She moans, and grabs my hands, following their movements.
"Promise never to sell me, or wager me as salvage?" "Never. I promise to never share you, either." I lean forward and kiss her cheek, before asking, "What's you name?"
"Sonia Phillips. Well, just Sonia now. What's yours?" "Rocky Bullwinkle."
Her tentacles suddenly wrap around me, pinning my arms. I'm on my back when Sonia aims her dripping pussy over my painfully erect cock, screaming "FUCK ME, ROCKY! FUCK ME NOW!"
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Some time later, I stumble out of the washroom in a daze, Sonia back in her Pokéball at her request. I put the ball onto my belt, find a dry towel, wipe myself off, and fall onto the bed, all somehow without noticing that Sunset had gotten the Bunnygirl into the taming restraints. The poor feral was squealing and squirming in delight as the A-bra played the other's body like tavern piano, fingering both holes mercilessly. Somehow, Sunset's expressionless face at odds with her slightly sadistic and perverse activity. She glances at me and nods, acknowledging my presence before returning focus to her victim.
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Rocky Bullwinkle: Rookie Tamer
- Sunset - A-Bra, Shiny
- Lola - Bunnygirl (still feral)
- Vinata - Naga (still feral)
- Sonia - Titacool
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Decision: Refractory Period. The cannon needs to reload, but that doesn't mean I'm useless.
- They're having so much fun. Just watch.

- Sunset seams to really know what she's doing. Ask for a lesson.
- Take a nap. This'll make great dreaming material.
- Ball 'em and go to sleep. I feel like shit.