A soft groan escaped Wade's lips. Inside the dimly lit room, he remained caught in the tender, yet relentless, attentions of his two obsessive Pokémon Girls.
"Little Master…"
Mienshao had sunk to her knees, her light purple kimono slipping from her shoulders in a silken whisper. The hem pooled like liquid moonlight around her pale calves. With one hand, she feebly clutched the loose lapels, yet the motion only offered a tantalizing glimpse of the soft, snow-white curves barely concealed beneath. Her eyes, heavy-lidded and glazed, lowered towards the Trainer resting his head upon her lap.
"Allow this one to serve you a taste of sweet nectar~"
Before Wade could muster a reply, that pillowy softness pressed insistently against his parted lips. As his warm tongue instinctively met her, her kimono fell open like unfolding flower petals, and her entire delicate frame shuddered with a sharp, pleasurable tremor.
Beside them, a thoroughly entranced Gardevoir had grown impatient with mere preliminaries. With slender fingers gathering the hem of her sheer white skirt, she slowly, deliberately lowered herself, a deep crimson blush blooming across her normally serene face.
"Master…"
Some time later, Lilligant—who had been drowsing on guard duty outside—startled awake to see Wade finally emerge from the cabin.
"Yami~!" She sprang up, joy flooding her, only to be immediately followed by confusion.
Huh? Why is the Master holding his lower back like that?
Nearby, Lopunny—who understood all too well—felt her own cheeks grow hot. Her long legs trembled slightly, a familiar, restless ache stirring within her.
It's been a few days since I've… had my turn… she thought, a daring plan beginning to form. The memory of a previous nocturnal visit flashed in her mind, setting the tips of her ears ablaze.
"Alright, Gardevoir," Wade said, rubbing his sore side with a mix of exhaustion and wry amusement as he surveyed his Pokémon Girls and their varied, tell-tale expressions. "Let's get some firewood chopped." He needed to direct this pent-up energy into something productive, or he truly would be "done for."
"Sha~"
The now-satiated Gardevoir agreed readily, her psychic energy condensing into a shimmering, scythe-like blade. With a few graceful sweeps, a nearby tree was felled, trimmed, and neatly sectioned into logs.
With the wood prepared, Wade and the group moved on to the most crucial step of the fish feast: building the fire.
I really need to catch a Fire-type eventually, he thought, laboriously coaxing a spark from the friction of sticks before Mienshao gave the kindling a decisive (and much-needed) Force Palm. A companion like a Flareon would make wilderness life infinitely more convenient.
As smoke began to curl reassuringly into the sky, it was time to prepare the main course. Running through the steps for grilling fish in his mind, Wade reached into the woven basket.
His hand closed not around the expected cool, scaly body of a fish, but around something… furry.
He lifted his catch. Wide, blue eyes stared back into his.
It was a small, pink, cat-like Pokémon, dangling from his grip. Even while caught, it refused to relinquish the large, wildly flapping bass clenched stubbornly in its teeth, its fluffy tail swishing in mid-air.
"Meowth~"
[Name: Skitty]
[Type: Normal]
[Level: 20]
[Gender: Female]
[Ability: Normalize]
[Moves: Fake Out, Tackle, Attract, Disarming Voice, Double Slap, Water Pulse, Rain Dance…]
"Yami?" Lilligant tilted her head.
"Hey there, Skitty," Wade said gently, setting the little thief down. "These fish are ours, okay?"
"Meowth~" Back on solid ground, Skitty looked suitably abashed. With clear reluctance, she finally released her piscine prize.
Wuwuwu—
Wild Pokémon, Wade mused, were as diverse in temperament as humans. Some were fiercely territorial, attacking any unfamiliar Trainer on sight. Others, like this seemingly gentle Skitty, held a natural curiosity and benevolence towards people. He watched her, a thoughtful smile playing on his lips.
It seemed this wild Skitty had simply followed the irresistible aroma of grilled fish.
"Are you hungry?"
"Meowth~!"
The small, cat-like Pokémon nodded her head vigorously, her entire body quivering with affirmation. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she darted into the nearby underbrush. Moments later, she returned, struggling to carry a few smooth, pebble-like stones in her mouth.
[Everstone (Blue): When held, the Pokémon will not evolve.]
"Meowth."
With Gardevoir's psychic translation, Wade understood. These stones were Skitty's offering—compensation for the fish she'd "borrowed" from the farm. Everstones like these could fetch around 50,000 League coins on the market, popular among affluent collectors who preferred their Pokémon in their more "adorable" base forms.
To trade such valuables for a few fish… Wade felt a twinge of guilt. He quickly caught several more of the plumpest fish from the basket and laid them before her.
"Meowth!"
The gluttonous Skitty's eyes sparkled like twin stars. After devouring her feast, she gazed at her still-satisfied belly, then looked up at the Trainer with a new, conspiratorial gleam.
"You're saying… you have more of these? And you want to trade?" Wade asked, his interest genuinely piqued.
"Meowth!"
According to the little gourmand, there was a hidden cave not far from the farm, nestled at the foot of Mt. Coronet. It was full of stones—all kinds of stones.
"Orange-yellow ones that glow… ones with jagged, lightning-bolt patterns… others with veins like leaves…"
While Skitty saw them only as shiny currency for fish, Wade's mind raced. Fire Stones, Thunder Stones, Leaf Stones! Just like the Sun Stone that evolved Lilligant, these were rare evolution items, each starting at over 100,000 League coins on the open market. If he could secure them all…
He'd be set.
"Meowth~"
Meanwhile, Skitty was practically drooling, her mind calculating how many of those "shiny rocks" it would take to claim every last fish in that wondrous basket.
However, this naïve Skitty had failed to consider one crucial truth:
Children make choices. A mature Trainer has learned to take everything.
"Skitty," Wade began, his voice smooth and inviting as he leaned forward. "How would you like to join our farm?"
He extended the offer without hesitation. He wanted the stones, yes. But he was also quite taken with the Pokémon herself—and the potential of her Pokémon Girl form. She was clever, resourceful, and she even knew Rain Dance, which would be perfect for irrigating the fields.
It was the very definition of a win-win-win.
Hearing the invitation, the little Pokémon hesitated. On one paw, it meant giving up her wild, wandering freedom for life on this farm. On the other…
"Meowth…"
Her resolve wavered as Wade slowly, deliberately, pulled another glistening, plump fish from the basket and placed it right in front of her twitching nose.
She swallowed hard.
To use such a perfect, delicious fish as a bargaining chip… this farm owner wasn't just shrewd.
He was a devil.
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