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'Ahhh...it's sure good to get out of the lab once in a while.' Professor Peony stretched her arms over her head as she relished in the freedom of the denim shorts and pink cotton shirt unbuttoned to the top of her bust as much as the warm summer air around them. Air that thankfully wasn't more than warm, given the lack of trees or any other shade along the nearly featureless mountain path they had been trekking along. Still, Melanie was glad that she too had dressed appropriately herself, having chosen a thin t-shirt and trousers; both in shades of green with the latter more khaki while the former was more on the border of emerald.

'Yeah..because you spend all day cooped up in there.' Melanie replied with a smile, one helped by seeing Emma and Tamika walking close together ahead of her, the Boobiesaur completely at ease now with the Swimslut that was her Alpha; both comfortable dressed in her blue bikini top and shorts combo for Tamika and a loose tank top and mini skirt for Emma; the top a little more airy given the hole delicately cut into it for the bulb that sat proudly on her back. Both in terms of dress and appearance , Tamika with her pink hued skin and Emma's in a deep green, her two Pokegirls couldn't be more distinct. Yet thankfully her private fears about the dynamic of their relationship being changed by the addition of her new Harem member completely unfounded; Emma having easily bonded into the group as Tamika had accepted her. Both of them so at ease with each other as they were with her like it had been something they had been part of it all their lives. 'You've never really been the shut in, working at a computer all day research kinda woman. So what's with all this 'out of the lab once in a while' stuff.'

'Well..away from the lab then.' Professor Peony corrected. 'Brings back memories of the days I was setting up as a Breeder, traveling around the world to collect Pokegirls for my breeding group. I had to collect them myself those days. No respected Breeding Centre would offer any of theirs to a rookie after all. It was hard, but I made some of the best friends of my life doing it.'

'Like this Professor Fern.' Melanie prompted.

'Well..no..we met years after that.' Peony replied. 'At my first conference. I had gone up in the world by then, but was still very wet behind the ears in the community. Not like her. Only two years my senior and she seemed so knowledgable about the whole thing. She kinda took me under her wing and showed me the ropes. Didn't matter that we were in different fields. We hit it off right away and have been friends ever since. Even if we haven't seen each other in person for five years. We are still close friends.'

'Close enough for her to invite you to this dig.' Melanie added.

'Not just this dig.' Peony corrected. 'Her first dig. Fully run and organised by her and her alone. When I heard that I couldn't stay away. Ever more so after I heard what she was looking for.'

'I still don't get all of that.' Melanie admitted. 'I know about fossils and that kind of thing. I can even accept that it might..just might..be possible to find a fossil of an extinct species. But actually getting some DNA from such a fossil? If we could do that we would have replaced the regular animal species that died out during the war, wouldn't we?'

'This is still a very new science.' Peony explained. 'Not DNA extraction itself of course. That technology has been used by Glade Corp for generations. It's years above the technology used by Silph Co, even if they did manage that one..inadvisable bit of replication years ago. And we all know what that lead too..that terrible New Island business. DNA extraction from fossils is largely untested though. But the new advancements are promising.'

'So...this friend of yours just needs to find a mosquito or something and she can...'

'Nonono.' Peony said with a light chuckle. 'You've been watching too many movies. What she is looking for are bone fragments really. It's a bit hit and miss but if you can find a fossil with enough intact bones inside, it's possible to collect some DNA from that.'

Ahead and only vaguely listening to the conversation behind her, Tamika was more content to just enjoy the warm sunshine and the scenery around her; when her attention could be spared from the gorgeous Pokegirl cuddled up to her side. Something Emma was no doubt enjoying more than she. With her plant type nature sunshine was as crucial to her as water was to Tamika, no doubt feeling a boost from the warm sunshine. Perhaps not warm enough for her nature but more than enough for Tamika. She was thankful for the slight cool breeze teasing her blue hair and Emma's deep green alike. The only thing she liked warm was water, often the warmer the better. How lucky she was to found a plant type sister, Tamika mused. There were so many things they could do together, and she could do to her, she couldn't do with other types. Sharing a shower would have been impossible with some fire types for one. Of course, the idea of using her water powers to weaken a powerful fire type into a weak and helpless slut was appealing. Yet so was hugging and cuddling and groping sweet Emma under water as warm as her sweet cunny.

'I've never seen anything like this place.' Emma dragged Tamika out of her lusty thoughts with that simple phrase; her voice full of wonder. Something Tamika could relate to. She too had seen such wondrous places since Melanie had accepted her as her Alpha. And she was looking forward to seeing more of this world with her Mistress and Harem Sister. As much as she was looking forward to the time she and her new Harem sister could enjoy each other's company as intimately as only sisters could. 'It's so different from the forest.'

'I know what you mean.' Tamika replied with a grin. 'I hope I never..'

What she hoped she never Tamika never elaborated on as a soft sound reached her ears; subtle but raw. Harsh in a way. The harsh sound of pebbles scraping over rock. Pebbles that could have just fallen naturally. Or could have been dislodged.

'Did you hear that?' That question was almost unnecessary, the sudden cautious expression she saw on Tamika's making it clear she had. An expression Tamika saw mirrored on Emma's. And with good reason. Previous run ins with Team Jade had given them good reason to be cautious. The same caution that prompted Tamika to guide Emma back towards her Mistress, the better to protect them both. Hopefully something that wouldn't be needed. She would quickly use up her water and weaken out here.

'What's wrong?' Melanie asked as the two Pokegirl's quickly joined her. 'Did you find something?'

'I'm more worried someone found us.' Emma said slowly. 'We heard someone moving around out there.'

'Who would even know we are out here.' Peony asked with a frown.

'Someone doesn't have to know we are here to be trouble for us.' Melanie pointed out.

'Now, that is good advice.' The voice that floated down to them made Melanie spin quickly, her hand held up to get a better glimpse of the figure that stood in silhouette against the brilliant sunshine.

'Well...I'm glad to be able to give some advice to you.' Melanie relaxed at almost the same instance as Tamika, both of them recognising the voice of the young woman who scrambled down the rock face to join them. Emma of course had recognised her too, her expression switching from concerned to a little sullen as her eyes fell on the Pokegirl scrambling down beside her. Something Tamika could relate too. Had she lost out to the Flarea in the contest when last they had met, she might feel the same way. 'I'm just surprise to be giving it to you here.'

'Not where I expected to be either.' Summer admitted as she brushed down her chinos and jacket where the white material had been carrying a coating of brown dust. 'I got a tip about a rare Pokegirl seen in these parts. Sadly it seems it was a rumour. What are you guys doing here?'

'There is a dig site near here.' Melanie explained. 'Looking to find Pokegirl fossils in the mountains.'

'Seems like I'm not the only one chasing rumours.' Summer said with a smile. 'Pokegirls haven't been around long enough to leave fossils.'

'That might not be true.' Peony cut in curtly. 'We are maybe on the verge of discovering some ancient ancestor to all modern Pokegirl species. If it's true, it could completely rewrite our entire history of their origins.'

'Oh really?' Summer sounded genuinely intrigued. 'I'd like to see that. Since my search has only turned up rocks.'

'Well..' Peony relented. 'I can't promise you won't just see more rocks, but I guess you can tag along with us.'

'Boy am I glad I found you guys when I did. It gets really rough going from this point on.'

Melanie couldn't really argue with that despite how she, Tamika, Emma, Summer and Zephyr were being bounced around in the back of the jeep that had come careening down the mountain path, only seeming to spot them at the last minute given how it screeched to a halt amidst a huge cloud of dust. It wasn't just the bumpiness of the road that made her grateful to not be walking, it was the steep incline the compact powerful vehicle was conquering with ease. A vehicle that luckily had proved to be driven by Professor Fern, rather than some complete maniac. Not that Melanie wasn't sure she didn't have a little maniac in her, given the speed she was driving at.

Now..Melanie despite only having heard about her for the first time a few days ago had expected her to at least be somewhat alike with Professor Peony, no doubt sharing her studious academic side. Yet everything she had seen so far had put pay to that idea. If she was to try and put a finger on it, she was more like an eccentric aunt who always had to do things ten times bigger than everyone else. With her fiery blonde hair and bright green eyes and a smile full of a love of life, Melanie wasn't sure that comparison wasn't pretty on the nose. She certainly drove like a woman possessed , tearing up the mountain side less like a scientist and more like some kind of daredevil, all the while keeping up a constant stream of conversation with Peony.

'Did I say Sally got her promotion? I didn't? Well..she did. Got the call yesterday. Comes with a nice office and a staff. And better yet she isn't jetting off around the world trying to fix it. Now she's going to be the one sending people to do that kinda stuff. Which means we will be seeing a lot more of each other. Vid calls are fine, but it's so much nicer to talk in person.'

'Once you get done with this dig, you mean.' Peony raised her voice over the growing rattling of stones against the underside of the jeep. 'You are going to owe her a few flashy dinners once you get back.'

'Oh..I know.' Fern replied with a wry smile. 'She's already made it perfectly clear that she will deserve some proper girlfriend treatment when I get home. And I'm okay with that, even if I do miss her really bad. Still..I've got lots of toys here to keep me satisfied.'

'I see..Sally gave you a 'comfort package' before you left huh?' Luckily the surprised croak from Melanie was lost as the jeep rode a particularly savage bump, her cheeks flaring red for a few seconds.

'Scientific toys, Pea.' Fern replied cooly. 'The funding I've gotten for this is crazy when I stop and think about it. I could tell you about them, but why do that when I can show you instead. Here we are.'

'Thank Bastit.' Summer whispered to Melanie as she unfastened the seat belt thaf had kept her pressed into the rocking, jumping seat that no doubt had taken every jolt as Melanie's had. 'I wasn't sure if my heart was going to make it into my throat first..or my lunch.'

'Don't mention food right now.' Emma grumbled as she climbed out on shaky legs that buckled as soon as they hit the seemingly far to solid ground; a buckle that would no doubt have sent her tumbling had Zephyr not been there to catch her, her powerful arms supporting her until she could stand on her own. 'Th..thank yo..oh.' Emma said as her saw who had saved her, shifting stiffly out of her grip. 'I'm fine now.'

'Well..what do you think?' That question was no doubt directed at Peony more so than the rest of them; yet Melanie couldn't help her own reply from slipping past her lips as she saw the dig site stretching out below them on the downward side of the rise they had driven yo the top of without her noticing.

'That's quite something.'

That was an understatement. Where Melanie had expected to see a jumbled assortment of tents around a central pit or excavation instead sat a tightly packed and neatly arranged collection of small square prefabricated buildings around a strange hexagonal sided sphere that seemed to form the centre of the complex.

'I'll say.' Peony agreed. 'You weren't kidding about the funding. I'm guessing that's your main laboratory in the centre.'

'Got it in one.' Professor Fern replied. 'Not the only one. But the one where we do the majority of the work. Come on down and I'll show you.'

With a hiss of pressurised cylinders the inner door to the lab opened onto a room that was like something out of a science fiction film. A sight that helped Melanie ignore the discomfort of her ears popping from the subtle shift of pressure. Something that seemed to affect Zephyr more profoundly given the wince that crossed her face for a second.

The whole room was full of a soft hum that rose in pitch seemingly at random before dropping away as it was full of banks upon banks of computers and monitors all projecting grainy and indistinct images Melanie knew she would have no chance of deciphering or likely understanding even if she did. Yet some of it obviously made sense to Professor Peony.

'This looks like some kind of radar system. Am I right? You are taking radar readings from the surrounding rocks? Or rock samples?'

'Both. Here we focus on the readings sent back from the radar survey teams in the caves, checking each image to see if we can pick out any sign of fossils or fossil material in the walls or floor. That's just to give us a place to start looking. Once we've identified one, we bring it back here for more detailed radar scans.'

'More Glade Corp technology?' Peony guessed.

'Nope. This one is a technology straight from Ursa City University Research Labs. Some cool stuff does still come from the academic sector you know. Without it, we couldn't be progressing so quickly. Of course, it's only speeding up the search of the cave system. Not helping us find the fossil DNA we hope to find. That's still the needle in the haystack I'm afraid.'

'Why here though?' Summer asked thoughtfully. 'There must be hundreds of places around the world fossils could be found. What makes you so certain you will find the DNA sample you need here?'

'Certain. Nothing. But we've found evidence that an ancient..or what we believe could be an ancient Pokegirl might have one inhabited this region. Old stories and legends of a creature with great power and almost mystic abilities. Some legends have even gone so far as to call it an avatar of mystic power. Which is one way to look at it. Another could be the latent power in every Pokegirl.'

'That's a little..unlikely isn't it?' Summer replied slowly, that caution perhaps fuelled by a desire to not offend the person who was kindly showing them around her lab. Or she could just be thinking as she spoke. Melanie didn't know her well enough to work out which yet. 'Pokegirls were created by Sukebe generations ago, not thousands and thousands of years ago. Everyone knows that fact.'

'The first thing you learn as a scientist is not to put your faith wholly in facts.' Professor Fern seemed not to have taken offence, quite the reverse in fact. She almost seemed to be enjoying the debate. 'There is so much we don't know about those times. Sukebe did, after all, guard the secrets of his success very carefully. And perhaps for good reason. Maybe what he touted as his own creation was in fact simple genetic alteration of a creature that already existed. It has been proved there are generic similarities between all Pokegirls almost to the extent they could be considered one species broken down into hundreds upon hundreds of subspecies. That is one explanation why most Pokegirls share the ability of evolution. So it's not a stretch to believe they all had a common ancestor they were all created from. That's what we are here to discover.'

'Isn't that knowledge dangerous though?' Summer pressed. 'If you can prove that, it would shake up the whole history of the war and our world.'

'That's the job of a scientist.' Professor Fern replied. 'To change the way people see the world. Anyway, I needn't worry. We are a long way from proving that yet. We...'

'I wasn't aware we were hosting field trips now. Are we going to throw our doors open to school children from across the continent?'

Despite that new voice being utterly devoid of any emotion, that lack somehow highlighted the edge that lingered on those words somehow carried more contempt than the most vitriolic comment Melanie could have imagined.

'Two teenagers is hardly a field trip, Professor Blake.' Professor Fern turned to face the stern woman behind her who with her white lab coat, black shirts and trousers looked every inch your stereotypical scientist. 'And they are here with both my permission and with that of my friend Professor Peony. If that isn't good enough for you, well, that's your problem. You might be sharing this site but the overall program is mine. Which gives me control over who comes and goes here. Not you.'

'Fine.' Professor Blake replied in a tone that made it clear it was anything but. 'Just make sure they don't disrupt my experiments.'

'Don't mind her.' Professor Fern replied as she swept away. 'She's always like that. Not exactly a barrel of laughs. Sadly she managed to talk the Dean into allowing her to tag onto the dig since she wants to collect mineral samples from the mountains. I try to avoid her and hope she doesn't make a fuss. Thankfully it's very much a never the twain shall meet. She stays out of my way and I stay out of hers. Easily enough since she has her own wing of the complex. Anyway...I bet you would like to see the dig in a bit, yes? In a couple of hours we will have finished the next round of digging and can take some more radar soundings. I'll get one of the interns to show you to where you and Summer will be staying. And I'll show you to yours Peony and we can really get caught up.'

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The intern chosen to escort them was a almost painfully shy young man who barely said two words to the group as he lead them along. Something that perhaps had something to do with the fact he seemed to be the only male in the whole place. Being surrounded every day by an abundance of women and more than a few Pokegirls had to be unnerving to a young man of his age.

Now that Melanie was getting somewhat used to this place, she found she was noticing things she had missed before. Like the smattering of Pokegirls amongst the human researchers and students. Mostly fighting types and other physically able Pokegirls with a few electric types as well. Choices that made sense really, both those types useful in setting up and maintaining the complex. Still..her growing familiarity aside, Melanie was sure it was going to take a little longer to full grasp the layout of this place.

'Well..this is you. Excuse me, I've got to get back.' The young man said as hastily as the retreat he beat from the group he had escorted, no even seeming to catch the thank you Melanie threw his way.

'I guess this isn't so bad.' Melanie said. 'It's probably...'

'Whoops...excuse me ladies. Coming through. Watch out there.'

The gentle voice prompted Melanie to step aside before she really got a look at the impressively tall Pokegirl carrying a load of metal crates like they weighed nothing at all. Not surprising given her muscled arms easily strong enough to toss Melanie around like a rag doll. Yet if Melanie were to describe her in one sentence, the phrase gentle giant wouldn't have been inappropriate. Gentle was certainly the way to describe the warm and perhaps a little flirty smile she shot them before continuing on her way.

'Well..she was a barrel of laughs.' Summer said as she lead the way into the austere looking cabin that was to become their home for their time here, the heavy door of the prefab metal structure creaking closed behind them. 'I hope we don't have to spend too much time around her.'

'Tell me about it. She's..oh..hello.' Melanie trailed off as a young woman dressed in her underwear appeared from a arched doorway to the left, her brown hair still damp as if she had just walked out of a shower. 'I'm...Debbie?'

'Melanie?' The brunette replied, the expression on her face showing she was a surprised as Melanie herself. 'What the heck are you doing here?'

'I could ask you the same.' Melanie said with a soft smile, hoping the sudden rise of heat in her cheeks wasn't visible to her old friend. Having not seen her for years, she hadn't really appreciated how much of a beautiful woman she had grown into. Something she was now presented with full on given the small towel she was wearing; wrapped tight around her breasts and stopping just shy of her slender thighs. 'But I guess you asked first. We are here with Professor Peony to see the dig. She and the Professor in charge are old friends.'

'Really? You aren't pulling my leg. Small world isn't it. Then again, I guess I don't have to tell you that.' Debbie responded.

'I'm...guessing you both know each other.' Summer wasn't really guessing if she was honest. She was certain of it. It just seemed the best way to broach the subject.

'Oh...sorry. Debbie, this is Summer. Summer, this is Debbie.' Melanie said. 'Debbie and I grew up together. And Summer and I..'

'Met out on the road during your Pokegirl Journey?' Debbie guessed. 'I knew you would make it one day. I'd love to meet your Alpha. And get caught up later. Right now I've got to get back to the lab. Once I get dressed. You don't mind if I..'

'Don't hold back on my account.' Summer shrugged casually as Debbie let the towel slip to the floor as she slipped back into the shower room she had just exited to grab the pair of panties she had left on the floor before topping them with a black t-shirt and jeans, the latter of which did nothing to hide the fact she wasn't wearing a bra. 'We are all girls here. I hope you aren't working for Professor Blake though.'

'Ahhhh..met her have you.' Debbie nodded. 'She does tend to make an impression. She's very driven. And a skeptic of any work not her own.'

'Yes..we noticed that too.' Melanie replied. 'Sounds like a barrel of laughs to me.'

'Yeah..totally.' Debbie laughed. 'Anyway, let me show you where you guys will be sleeping. Then I've really got to run.'

'Haven't slept in a dorm for years.' Summer said cryptically as she entered the compact room with the dual lines of three beds along both of the longer sides, beds that were thankfully wider than the dorm beds she remembered. Perhaps a sign that some cozy nights between dorm mates weren't unexpected here. 'I'm sure I'll get back into the swing of it.'

'Took me a while to adapt.' Debbie admitted. 'Even with all the camps Melanie and I went on when we were kids. Mostly cause I'm a real people person. Sleeping alone never worked for me. It's nice to have some company at last. Well..later anyway. I've got to head to the lab. I'm guessing you'd like to relax a bit hmm? Yeah? Great. Well..grab a bed and make yourself at home. The one in the corner is mine.'

'Sounds like a plan.' Melanie eyed the bed Debbie had indicated, noting the slightly rucked covers almost without looking. 'See you later.'

'She seemed nice.' Summer wasted no time in claiming one of the vacant beds, just as Zephyr wasted no time joining her on it. 'I hope she isn't the only friendly face around here. Must be odd running into an old friend here, huh?'

'A little.' Melanie replied as she chose the bed next to Summer's, more from convenience rather than personal choice. Talking to her from across the room wouldn't be the most practical. Each bed was after all much the same as the other, all of them similarly spacious. Surely a sign there were expecting Tamers or others with Pokegirls to make up the residents here. Even with Tamika and Emma snugged up to her sides, it didn't feel cramped or squashed. Just comfortably intimate. Something Melanie hoped they could indulge in later tonight. 'We were best buds growing up. We did everything together. There weren't many other kids my age around. So it's no wonder we became close. Thick as thieves we were. Never went anywhere without the other. Pretty much most days one of us was sleeping at the others house. Sometimes without our parents knowing either.'

'I'm betting you made quite a lot of trouble with each other.' Summer said with a suggestive smile. 'Rolling in haystacks and that kinda thing.'

'Actually, no.' Melanie said with a soothing glance at Tamika, just on the odd chance she was jealous. 'Her parents moved away before she turned ten. So we never had those experiences with each other. We kept in touch though when we could. I just wasn't expecting her to be here. I guess there is a letter waiting for me at home telling me all about it.'

'So..she must know as much about Pokegirl Genetics as you.' Summer nodded.

'Well..not exactly. I didn't get really involved with the lab until I was 12. I'm not an expert either. But I know a few things.' Melanie said.

'Enough to explain to me how you get a Pokegirl genetic code from a bunch of rocks?' Summer asked. 'They sure seem to have collected enough for a collection to put most Tamers to shame.'

'Ahh...well...it's not that easy.' Melanie could see how she could think that, the numerous rock samples back in the lab easily enough to create that impression. 'Even if you find a DNA specimen intact enough to gather a sample from, there is no guarantee it's going to be complete. You could end up with a sequence that's full of gaps in the gene code. And the same thing could be a problem with the next ten or twenty you find.'

'Like like looking for pieces of a puzzle and finding the same pieces over and over again.' Summer mused.

'Exactly. Only you'd likely be finding pieces of different puzzles as well. There is no way of searching for a particular fossil of course. Huge leaps and bounds have been made but that is still a long way off, if it's even achievable at all.'

'Couldn't they work with a series of incomplete sequences?' Summer asked.

'It would be risky.' Melanie admitted. 'Each missing section of DNA, or even a corrupted section, will lead to genetic abnormalities in any sample you try to recreate. And we still understand so little around how genes affect a living being. Pokegirl DNA is largely unmapped even for a known species. With an unknown one, you could create a sample missing key genetic sequences for life span, immune system, proper gestational development and a whole list as long as my arm. Which could have untold effects on any clone they might attempt to grow.'

'So they need to create an intact sequence. Or find one. I'm sure that's doable.' Summer mused. 'I hear things about Silph Co doing work with mixing gene codes together. I didn't understand it, but I heard about it.'

'Actually..you need two. Or more. Certainly if you are going to create a viable clone population.You can't rely on cloning forever. Far better to build up a gene pool of creatures and allow them to breed.' Melanie slipped into clinical tones almost as rote. This wasn't a breeding lab after all. Here they were all about cloning. And cloning had always been a..grey subject with her, a disciple she would rather not rely on at all. SoIt was a habit she had better get used too while she was here. She had wisely kept her feelings and views on cloning secret from the Professor during the build up to this trip. And she wouldn't spoil her friends moment in the sun by becoming lax about that now. 'Breeding two clones often produces the same results as breeding two related animals. Can take a little longer, but you end up with the same result sooner or later. Genetically weaker offspring. And from there it just goes on and one.'

'Okay.' Summer seemed to have understood that so far. Or was just really good at bluffing it. 'So..how do you stop that happening?'

'Same way with Breeding. You need a disperse gene pool. It's the only way to avoid those kinds of genetic anomalies.'

'Which is why they are collecting so many samples.' Summer nodded. 'That must be like collecting trading cards; only a hundred times worse.'

'Exactly. You want a certain card, so you get the pack that has it. Only here, we don't even know the card we are looking for. Or if it even exists. It's all very very random. Not like the other option isn't. If you can sequence and grow a genetic sample to a certain stage, you can through various methods attempt to introduce..variations into that sample.

'You mean mutations? You create mutations in the gene sequence?'

'Well..yes.' Melanie admitted reluctantly. 'Not something we do as breeders of course. It can produce unwanted and unforeseen issues. Genetic disorders. Arrested development both mental and physical.

'Cancer?' Summer asked slowly.

'That can be a risk. Sometimes. That can be treated of course but is still a risk. Of course, the Professor is an expert. Her work on genetic variances puts her top of her firld. She has certain unique methods that have produced results. I'd very much like to see them for myself one day.'

'So would I.' Summer finished thoughtfully.

'See you two made yourselves comfortable.' Debbie said as she slipped through the doorway, her eyes falling on the two beds where Summer and Melanie had done just that. 'Nice to see you are settling in.'

'Maybe a little too well.' Summer failed to stifle a yawn that she hid quickl behind her hand. 'I'm almost falling asleep here. So I think I'll grab a quick shower. I never go to sleep without having one.'

'Don't hold back on my account.' Debbie smiled. 'Melanie and I can get caught up. And she can introduce me to these two beauties.'

'I bet she will.' Summer said with a twinkle in her eye, both eyes lingering on where the two Pokegirls lay dozing on either side of Melanie; the pair already having changed into the loose t-shirts that were their nightwear.

'I hope so.' Debbie quickly threw of her shirt and jeans before slipping onto her bed in little more than her underwear. 'Seems a lot has changed since we last met. Which one is your Alpha?'

'Tamika is.' Melanie gently glanced at the Pokegirl to her left, careful not to wake either of her sleeping Harem. 'I only caught Emma recently.'

'And you got Tamika from the Breeding Centre?' Debbie asked. 'I guess the Professor has been busy expanding since I left. I don't remember her having any Swimsluts.'

'She has. But I didn't get her from the Breeding Centre. I caught her outside Meles Town. She was injured and I wanted to help her.'

'Well..I'm sure there is a story there.' Debbie said.

'There is. But I don't know all of it.' Melanie admitted. 'I don't know how she got hurt, only that she was hiding from someone. Still..she trusted me and here we are.'

'And here you are. A Pokegirl Tamer.' Debbie replied. 'I always knew you had it in you.'

'Well..I've hardly made it yet.' Melanie replied. 'I've not challenged a gym or anything yet. I guess that will be my first real challenge. Then I guess we will see how far I can go with this. I've still got a long way to go and a lot to learn.'

'You must have won a few battles though.' Debbie countered. 'That's got to count for something.'

'Well..yeah..some...a few.' Melanie paused here, hesitant about actually revealing her run in with Team Jade. The last thing she wanted to do was make Debbie worry about her. 'Nobody very strong yet. Enough about me though. What have you been doing? What brings you here? Decided to become a geneticist after all?'

'I can't believe you remember I once said that.' Debbie who hadn't shown a flicker of emotion standing barely clothed before three strangers now sported a sudden rise of colour in her cheeks. 'Actually..I'm going to become a Doctor. Of medicine. Once I complete my studies. That's why I'm here really. Getting in a little extra credit. Just in case.'

'A doctor huh?' Melanie asked, hoping very much she sounded as impressed as she felt. 'I know you said you were still deciding what to study but..where did that come from?'

'From my mom I guess.' Debbie said quietly. 'She was..sick..a few years ago. She's fine now. But she wouldn't be if not for the local doctor. I was so scared I was going to lose her and she just made her all better. No..it was more than that. She stopped my whole world falling apart that one day. And I thought..the world needs people who can do that for others. So..yeah..a doctor. One day. I've still got years of study left yet. Years before I even see a hospital really. But it's been great so far.'

'So...you are doing the whole University thing?' Melanie asked. 'I bet that's fun.'

'It is. Took some getting used too.' Debbie shrugged. 'Especially as an only child. Having to share a bathroom with ten other girls. That was a real culture shock. As was having a roommate. But she is really cool. I'd have been lost without her. She's in her third year, so she knows all the ropes, she kinda took me under her wing and taught me lots of things. We shared some good times together. Very good times. A first time for me. Not so much for her.'

'Oh yes?' Melanie grinned, knowing full well what that meant.

'Uhuh.' Debbie went bashful again for a second. 'She really knows how to make love to a woman. There is no other way to describe it. I guess you aren't bad at that yourself.'

'She isn't.' Tamika cracked one eye open slowly, her Alpha either having awoken a short while ago or never really having gone to sleep in the first place. 'She's very, very good to us. She's a very good Tamer. Did you never want to be one?'

'Not really.' Debbie shrugged. 'I never had Melanie's passion for Pokegirls. Well..not in that way. I'm not adverse to a little passion with a Pokegirl or two.'

'Are you not?' So Emma was awake too, her mouth twitched into a grin even as her eyes stayed closed. 'I like the sound of that. When was the last time you shared a little..Pokegirl passion?'

'Would you believe this morning?' Debbie grinned. 'There are quite a few Pokegirls helping on the dig. And most of them are friendly. Some of them are very friendly.'

'Very friendly. Must be taking about me.' Melanie was the first to turn to that voice, a voice that belonged to the Machoke they had bumped into earlier; that attention winning her a broad smile from the newcomer. 'I was just dropping by to see if you wanted some..company Debbie dear. But it seems you've already found some.'

'Always room for one more, Asuka. Or two more in your case.' Melanie might have been the only one that worked out that was a joke even as Debbie allowed herself a good natured joke. With her imposing physique, the arrival of the Asuka did make the small dorm seem disproportionately smaller. 'Pull up a bunk.'

'Don't mind if I do.' The Asuka lowered herself carefully down onto the closest empty bunk. 'Unless of course someone is willing to share? How about you, cute girl?'

'Okay..okay.' Melanie had expected that Tamika wouldn't let that pass without comment, and so wasn't entirely surprised when she stood up slowly. 'I can't let that pass. Not just anyone gets to get..friendly with our Tamer you know.'

'Oh? Worried I'm too much Pokegirl for her?' The Asuka teased softly.

'As if. She is too much woman for you.' Tamika didn't rise to the teasing, only reacting with a coy smile. 'She would have you whimpering and begging for more within a minute.'

That might have been fanciful as compliments went, yet Melanie couldn't help but be moved by the sentiment. Even if it did have her blushing a little. And somewhat humbled. Once again she had the feeling that Tamika had this undying faith in her she was yet to fully prove. Emma too most likely. A reaction that went unnoticed by Tamika as she continued.

'And as much as I would like to see that, you still have to go through me.'

'That sounds like a challenge.' Asuka grinned.

'Maybe it is.' Tamika replied. 'What's your game? I can take anything you can come up with.'

'Really..are you sure about that?' Asuka's grin turned to a smirk.

'Asuka.' Debbie said pointedly. 'Don't be rude.'

'It's fine.' Tamika turned to glance at Debbie with a nod. 'I've needed to blow off some steam. So..name your challenge.'

'Well...arm wrestling is a favourite of mine.' Asuka mused softly. 'But that wouldn't really be a fair contest. So how about push ups? Yeah? Good. 200 is the goal. First to drop looses.'

'You are on.' Tamika nodded firmly, both Pokegirls dropping to the floor of the dorm almost at the same moment, the space between the bunks just about wide enough for this impromptu challenge. 'On three. One..two..three.'

Almost like last number that was starting gun, both Pokegirls dropped into the same low position before rising back up again. If there was any better indication that Pokegirls were possessed of abilities and attributes above those of humans, Melanie was hard pressed to think of one. With a steady even pace Melanie was sure she couldn't have managed for twenty push ups, both Tamika and Asuka sailed past the 50 count without so much as breaking a sweat. The same with 100. It was only after the 150 mark Tamika seemed to be flagging, her push-ups not as smooth and regular as they had been when she started.

Melanie was torn really, unable help noticing she was slower to rise up each time than she had been before. Or that each repetition took more energy out of her. And while of course she very much wanted Tamika to triumph, part of her couldn't help being curious what Asuka had in mind for her if she lost. A curiosity that was building the beginnings of the tingle of pleasure in her cunny.

While the physically stronger Pokegirl seemed very taken with Melanie, she couldn't discount the possibility that it really was Tamika she was smitten with and had used her obvious flirting with Melanie to draw a reaction from her Alpha. And to force her hand into taking part in this contest. It wasn't unknown for some Pokegirls, certainly the powerful ones, to prefer to dominate other Pokegirls before a taming session. Even to force them into one. Which if she was to hazard a guess this Pokegirl was, in a very gentle way, attempting to do here.

If Tamika knew that, Melanie had no real idea. She was certainly giving her all to the contest but she couldn't tell if that was out of a desire to win the right to Tame her opponent or just simple pride. None of which was making it easier for her. Tamika was still matching her opponent yet she was starting to flag, her brow dripping with sweat and her arms shaking. Not one to give up, Tamika pushed herself up again, fully ready for another rep. Only whike her mind was willing, her body had different ideas; her arms suddenly unable to take her weight as she flopped down to the floor.

Melanie jolted up in a heartbeat but Asuka was there first, easing Tamika up onto the empty bed beside her; her strong yet gentle hand easing a lock of hair away from her face. 'That was a nice try. Really good try in fact. Most Pokegirls couldn't even do half that. Still...a win is a win. And now I get to claim my prize.'

'Fine.' Tamika pouted sulkily, her expression one of a grudging loser. 'She's over there.'

'No...she's right here.' Asuka whispered as she delicately let her lips brush against Tamika's, tasting her sweetness and her salty sweat. 'It was you I'd had my eye on. I'd never mess with another Alpha's Tamer without her permission. But I knew you would need a little encouragement to go along with it. Can you forgive me?'

'I dunno. Can I?' Tamika asked with a coy grin that was pure bravado. She was at the mercy of this buff Pokegirl and she knew it.

'I think you will.' Asuka returned that grin broadly, her eyes simmering with a warm lust. 'And more besides. Maybe I'll have you whimpering and begging for more in a matter of minutes.'

'You think you can?' Tamika tried one last mock act of defiance that failed utterly given the excited tremor in her voice.

'Let's find out. Up you get.' Tamika wasn't really given a chance to resist that command, Asuka's powerful arms easing her into the perfect seated position for her to tug her loose nightshirt over her head and away from her body, the once concealing article of clothing tossed to Emma who placed it neatly on the bed, her eyes never broken from the sensual sight before her. Melanie could tell from the way she was chewing her lip that she was getting excited. And honestly Melanie was too, her guess having been proved right. She could stop thus of course. For all her power Melanie was sure that if she told her to stop, Asuka would. Only she didn't want to. And from the look of it, neither did Tamika.

'Just lie back. That's right.' Asuka soothed as she eased Tamika back down to the bed. 'Let me take care of you.'

'Be gentle with...ahhh.' Tamika gasped as Asuka was suddenly on top of her, her arms wrapped around her neck, any further words muted as Asuka met her lips for a soft kiss.

'Oh...I will.' Asuka grinned as she broke the kiss, her cheeks flushed a little; her tongue darted out to catch a drop of liquid clinging to her chin. Tamika's sweat maybe, the fighting Pokegirl seeming to savour the perhaps deliciously salty taste. ' I will my dear.'

Tamika, who had arched her neck a little into that touch, suddenly gasped again. Gasped hotly as her tongue traced over her exposed throat, working from just above her collar bone all the way up to her chin. There she paused, giving her a lingering kiss right in the middle. Her lips just grazing her skin. Then her head dipped again, lazily repeating that path. Tamika gulped with a hard swallow, her eyes half closed in sweet bliss, almost terrified to move in case she threw her off. The one thing she didn't want her to do was stop.

'Ohhh...you are sensitive.' Asuka smirked. 'Aren't you? Good. I want to see how sensitive you are. Maybe I should.'

'How do you...mmmm.' Tamika's question melted as she did, Asuka slipping her mouth down to caress the nape of her neck with a kiss. Then her collarbone with one more tender kiss. Then lower again. Each kiss inched lower and lower, stimulating a new area of Tamika's body. Over her breasts, down her torso, across her stomach; Asuka's body moving with her until her mouth was hovering inches from her cunny. Tamika hadn't noticed it before but now with Asuka's breath teasing her, she couldn't help notice how wet she was.

It hadn't escaped Asuka's notice though, her eyes sparkling as they drank in the glistening arousal that coated her lips. An arousal she had no doubt desired to cause and was delighted she had. The only question was what she was going to do with it.

With only the barest teasing glance, Asuka slipped away to let her lips brush Tamika's inner thigh with a slow kiss, then another and another, her lips creeping back up towards her needy sex. Just when Tamika thought she might relent, Asuka swapped to the other side, this time kissing away from her cunny with the same slow pace.

She would, despite Tamika's murrs, not hurry that pace. Not even as she glided her mouth back up and down the other thigh again. Not even when she rose to blow lightly on the little bud of her clit. Or when she took it lightly against her lips with a sweetly tender kiss.

'Ohhhh goddess.' Tamika shuddered below that kiss. 'Don't stop doing that.'

'Told ya I'd get you begging for more.' Asuka briefly broke that kiss for a soft grin before lowering her mouth down again, the brief kiss replaced by a prolonged one; proving Asuka's skill with her mouth wasn't limited to just teasing.

Melanie couldn't help feeling herself getting hotter the longer she watched, the tingle between her legs having grown to something more than a little tickle. Something she might have felt moved to do something about, had she not sat mesmerised by the show before. Mesmerised to the point where she didn't notice her legs parting suddenly, the soft fabric of her panties pulled a little tighter around her cunny. Of course, she would have to be have been comatose not to have noticed Emma slowly sliding up to her left side and Debbie up to her right.

'You know....I don't see why Tamika should have all the fun.' Emma whispered with a slow tone that made Melanie shiver with lust.

'I know.' Debbie replied with an equally husky purr. 'Not when we could have some fun together.

'Oh? You'd like to have some fun?' Melanie tried to play it coy when already she was lost to the idea, the thought of being shared by her new Harem sister and her long time friend only adding to the heat filling her body. Heat that only increased as both girls eased her out of her loose sweatshirt to push her back topless on the bed. For a second anyway. Not that either Emma or Debbie were in any hurry to fully undress her, the latter grabbing some pillows to place beneath her head; either so she could see what they were going to do to her or so she could continue to watch the erotic display before her. Had she been asked, Melanie would have been hard pressed to pick which option was the more stimulating one in that moment.

'We really would.' Emma whispered, her tongue gliding out to caress Melanie's ear as she slipped up to her side again. 'And it looks like you would too.'

'I certainly do know that.' Debbie mirrored Emma's action, them went one step further to nibble on her earlobe so sweetly. 'You look so cute when you are turned on.'

'Imagine how cute she will look in a few moment.' Emma leaned across to teasingly kiss Debbie's lips, her loose shirt brushing a teasing path across Melanie's stomach. She might not have meant it as anything more than a tease, or she might not have meant it at all. Either way, Melanie couldn't help a soft squirm, wanting both to feel more than a tease and to feel those sweet lips herself.

'Mmmm....I know.' Debbie broke the kiss only to sink back into it almost immediately. 'We can really get her hot and bothered, I bet.'

' I bet we can.' Emma took one more kiss before dropping down softly beside Melanie, her lips moving in to brush her cheek with equal softness. It was a kiss Melanie might have turned into had Debbie not given her other cheek the same treatment. As it was she did, leaving Melanie frozen between them, not wanting to break either sweet kiss.

Melanie felt her throat tighten, swallowing almost audibly to dispel the lump the grew as both women placed more sweet kisses down her body. Crossing her neck, her collar bone and down towards her stiffly peaked breasts. Her nipples ached with a tightness she had never felt before, rippled with tingles of anticipation of the sweet touch she craved. Her next contraction was more an exhale, her lungs tightening as soft lips met heated flesh. Lips that brushed and softly caressed the very edges of her breasts with a chaste touch.

Melanie surged her hips forwards, her back sharply arched. How she didn't come right then and there she didn't know, her cunny clenching down with a urgency that stole her breath even before they kissed closer towards her nipples.

Sadly for her, neither of them seemed in a real rush to hurry things along; seemingly content to take things at their own pace rather than the pace she wanted. Little kisses inched around her breasts, taking a little step further along the tender underside of delicate flesh, then another. Around the delicate swell the moved, unhurried and languid. Almost teasingly so. Light and delicate kisses she couldn't help but squirm against.

Luckily that teasing didn't last for long. Melanie really stiffened as lips found her nipples the very second two fingers slipped inside her panties. Then further, parting her lips and pressing in until they were buried up to the knuckle. Melanie released a shaky breath that rose into sharp gasps. Her hips pushed against the fingers and her chest rose under the attentive mouths that drew tighter around her, her own rhythm overwhelming any efforts they made.

Her own rhythm rose and rose, her hips now bucking against the fingers inside her. It was a shamelessly wanton display but Melanie didn't care, age needed release. Her body cried out for it, seemingly unaware that both Emma and Debbie had stopped, letting her guide this first orgasm. Once she had blown of some steam there would be plenty of time to make love to her slowly. Later Melanie would be grateful to indulge in that. Now she was just caught up in her own orgasm.

Melanie had no idea how long she was caught on that high, time seeming to have no meaning for her until she drifted back to earth to find both Emma and Debbie softly caressing her hair with a touch that both soothed and aroused her at the same time.

While she had drifted down to earth, Tamika was still in heaven. Asuka hadn't let up on her, her mouth still treating her to sweet heated kisses while her Alpha bucked and writhed under her tongue, her delicate frame drenched with a coating of sweat. Asuka knew exactly what she was doing and Melanie couldn't help a swell of envy.

'I think someone is eager for more.' Debbie might have sensed that or it might just have been perfectly coincidental timing. Either way, it was at that very moment that Emma eased herself between her legs; legs that her hands parted to allow her to embrace the aroma of her recent release. 'Mmmm....you smell so sweet. I can't wait to taste you.'

Meanie started at that. Never had she even considered doing something so intimate with her best friend, being fingered by her not really seeming in the same league. Yet now it was all she wanted, her curiosity and libido ramped up to ten in a heart beat.

How Melanie didn't explode right from the first lick across her cunny was purely down to Debbie, her touch so different from Tamika or Emma. While she wouldn't chose any one of them over the others, it was exciting to learn the different ways they could please her. Right away she knew that Debbie was different, attentive in a way Tamika wasn't. Not that she wasn't attentive. Where she was enthusiastic and teasing, Debbie was measured and patient. Yet her tongue seemed to know exactly where to touch her for maximum pleasure. Maybe she really was that skilled with girls or Melanie was just that turned on by the thought of being with her best friend this way.

Barely a minute after her orgasm, Melanie could feel another rushing towards her. Usually it took two or three before she could cum again. Melanie sucked in a gasping breath, her eyes risen to Tamika as she whimpered her name. Asuka had abandoned her kisses in favour of lapping at her pussy fiercely. Seeing her Alpha was right on the edge, Melanie abandoned all attempts to hold back and just gave herself over to it. Hearing Tamika whimper her name as she came was too much, Melanie screaming a wordless cry against the tongue that parted her lips and drove her into a second shaking orgasm.

'Can I try that?' Emma asked with a grin, clearly having been observing her technique; her eyes locked on Melanie's sex with a predatory grin that prompted her to close her legs gently.

'I think she might need a minute or two.' Debbie suggested pointedly. 'Why don't I give you a few tips though. Here. Just lie back.'

There was no way Emma could have turned that down, gratefully accepting the pillows Debbie graciously slipped behind her back to support her comfortably. Even in her relaxed state, Melanie couldn't miss the telltale signs of arousal in her Pokegirl. The way her cheeks flushed a deeper green was as much of a giveaway as the slow curl of her toes she couldn't resist as Debbie eased herself between her legs.

Debbie could easily have just eased her panties to the side but she clearly wanted to do this properly. With a grin full of sweetly seductive lust, Debbie hooked her fingers under the waistband of her knickers and tugged them down her hips. With pure grace she slid all the way along her legs, her back dipped low until she could pull the panties over her ankles and feet.

Instead of just dropping them, Debbie brought them carefully up and softly inhaled the sweet aroma that clung to them, making Emma blush both with that action and her the words she spoke next. 'You smell like a summer's day. I can't wait to see if you taste like one too.'

Emma really had no way to respond to that besides a shy smile, suddenly having turned all bashful. Which was hardly a first. Often Melanie had reduced her to a squirmy silence with a choice phrase, it was just different watching it from the outside. The catgirl might have got her tongue, but Debbie was in full control of hers.

With one last coy smile, Debbie brushed her lips over her clit before turning that into a soft suckle, her lips locked tight around the sweet bud. Emma gasped shaky and ragged as her body suddenly felt, her hand reached out to press to her head and hold her close as much to steady herself. With the pillows behind her she was in no danger of collapsing back, freeing up her other hand to cup and pinch her left breast.

Not that she really needed that silent grip, Debbie needing no encouragement to continue exactly what she was doing. For a few seconds anyway. With a last sweet draw on her clit, Debbie withdrew to rasp her tongue over her lips before pressing deep into her folds.

Emma was silent no longer, her gasp now bursting into a low moan of pure erotic delight that rippled through Melanie as it did her. And broke into the storm of pleasure Asuka was still raising in Tamika.

'You should...kiss her...mmmm...her navel.' Tamika whimpered. 'She really...ahhhh....really loves that.'

'Traitor.' Emma somehow managed a mock betrayed look even as her voice carried the sudden rush of excitement she felt; Debbie not reacting or breaking away from her soft tongue caress of her sweet wetness. In truth she had heard her but was unwilling to pull her mouth away from her delicious treat.

While each girl had something special, for taste alone Debbie was sure the sweet taste of Emma's cunny would stay with her forever. Her juices tasted like the sweetest nectar, juices she was more than willing to feast on as she lapped at her. Not that she just lapped statically. She licked, she flicked, she caressed and she traced her all over. Sometimes hard, sometimes soft, slow or fast. Following the movement of her body, almost reading her.

Before this became too much Debbie rose to a whimper of complaint that became one of need again, her lips taking advantage of Tamika's tip to explore the smooth sweat beaded flesh. Her lips traced around it in a slow circle that had Emma grinding her hips with a growing urgency.

Her orgasm neared. Debbie could clearly sense that and not wanting to miss out on the chance to guide that herself retuned her lips to her dripping folds. Wasting no more time Debbie eased her tongue past her lips to flick deeply inside her. That was all Emma felt, her mind clearly going white with pleasure as her hips bucked. Her mouth hung open in a mute release, an orgasm so powerful Melanie could see her trembling as it rolled through her.

Debbie for her part drew it out with soft curls of her tongue, withdrawing before the point where it would become too raw for her to enjoy, soothing her with sweet kisses over the edges of her lips.

Emma would surely have sagged back utterly against the pillows, equally utterly spent as she was. Surely that is if Debbie hadn't slipped close against her to ease her up and with a delicate touch guide her. Guidance Emma was very happy to take, wordlessly switching to rest on her stomach, her throat rippling in a soft murr as Debbie eased her legs a little wider, still wide enough to bring a warm blush to her cheeks.

'That's it. Just rest there. I've got you.' Debbie whispered in her ear so hotly that even Melanie shuddered without even being the focus of that soft verbal caress. So how good it felt to Emma she had no idea.

It must have felt very good, Emma wordlessly allowing Debbie to guide her legs wider still, allowing for her dripping cunny to be displayed to anyone who was watching. Not that Debbie was trying to shame Emma or anything, she just wanted the best access she could get to the sweet feminine folds she had so recently been pleasing. As casual as her action seemed, Debbie was eager to play a little more with the sweet Pokegirl before her. The taste of her lingering on her tongue, Debbie wanted more than to just eat her out. She wanted to fully enjoy this sweet little Pokegirl she had just gotten a taste of.

With a carefully delicate touch, taking care in case Emma was still a little sensitive, Debbie slipped her hand between her legs to find and rub her clit with one finger. Emma gasped with pleasure instantly, her head raised just a little in response to that touch. Clearly she was still sensitive, but in a good way. Which would make this much more fun for them both.

There was really no other way to take her sharp vocalisation as anything other than an encouragement to continue, the sweet ragged sigh clearly one of want rather than discomfort. Nor was there any other way to read the tightness that rippled through her cunny, Debbie having pulled her thumb away to ease two fingers against her lips.

Emma whimpered, that contraction of lust doing nothing to hinder the delicate penetration that slipped knuckle deep in her wet folds. This was one reason why Debbie loved lesbian Pokegirls. Of course, they were much more expressive and passionate than those taken by males, such Pokegirls conditioned to just be pounded and fucked hard rather than worshipped and loved. Yet they were also tight little things, never having known the aggressively large touch of a cock.

'Mmmmm....so tight this one is.' Debbie grinned. 'I do hope you keep her this way, dear Melanie. Toys can be fun, of course. But I hope you stay away from anything too large.'

'I..hadn't really thought about it.' Melanie replied honestly.

'Well..I will have to send you a selection then.' Melanie wondered if she was joking, making a point to ask her later. Right now she wanted to stay in the moment. Emma of course had no choice but to stay in the moment.

Clearly in no rush, Debbie began slowly; the same tightness that had sucked at her fingers upon entry now clinging to them as they began to pull out. Likewise Emma moved with them, her hips easing back to try and stay with the sweet parting a little longer.

'Shhhh now.' Debbie soothed with a whisper. 'Relax my dear. I'm here. Just lie still and let me love you.'

With a shaky nod, Emma stilled her body. Well, mostly. She couldn't help the odd shudder and squirm each time Debbie pressed back into her, her fingers drawing both sweet gasps from her lips and wet squishing sounds from between her wet legs. Sounds that both grew as Debbie stepped up her pace. All her worries about going slow in case Emma was oversensitive seemed to have come to nothing. Debbie was something of a slut, she admitted that freely; many a pretty girl driving her into a frenzy of multi-orgasmic lust. Sometimes shared and sometimes alone. Yet even she required a little break after she came, needing a few minutes of sweet kisses and adoring attention before she was ready to go again. Multiple orgasms meaning hat any touch on her cunny could prove too extreme.

Thankfully Emma seemed to be under no such handicap, one of the many reasons Debbie was envious of Pokegirls. Still, just because she couldn't be one didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the benefits they offered. Who didn't like a girl who could cum and cum again without a break.

'I do like this one. She is a real sex kitten.' Debbie grinned.

'She's a natural slut.' Melanie grinned back.

'I'd hope so.' Debbie chuckled, that sound rippled over the fresh gasp Emma released, her legs spreading a little wider, almost on instinct, as she pushed back against her. This time Debbie allowed it, pushing forward in time with her movement and holding her fingers as they flexed a little inside her, curling sweetly agsinst her sensitive flesh.

'Mmmmm...ohhh.' Emma gasped hotly, her lips parted to allow that sweet sound to fill the room. 'Yes..like that. Ahhh..'

'Girls always like that.' Debbie chuckled. 'More than just my mouth has wicked skills, hmm? Am I right?'

'So right. So goood.' Emma panted hotly. All of which was just making Melanie hotter too. She had never considered sharing her Pokegirls with anyone before, being fiercely opposed to the idea almost. Yet with Debbie it was different, she knew she could trust her to treat them right. And watching it happen was more of a turn on than she could have imagined.

And it was clearly having the same effect on Emma as well. Try as Debbie might to not hurry her pleasure, it was clear she was getting caught up in it; her hips rocking against her fingers urgently. Urgently moving in time with her pleasure and arousal that threatened to sweep her away. And Debbie knew it.

It was pleading to her that she could make a Pokegirl feel this way. Slow it down as she might try, Emma was quickly too far gone. One minute she was all tense and firm against the fingers filling her, the next she went limp and dropped down to the bed as she screamed a wordless release. Fireworks exploded in her head as her cunny, Debbie's juices slicked fingers pressing deeper into her despite the death grip of her tightness around her. Had she been human, Emma might have been embarrassed by her wanton display of pleasure. But she wasn't, she was a Pokegirl. And such displays were in her nature and so she embraced it fully, enjoying the rippling shudders that washed over her body.

She became aware of moans that weren't her own. A glance sideways showed Asuka and Tamika locked in a passionate 69. Asuka had her legs clamped tight, holding her cunny just where she wanted her. And Tamika was clearly giving as good as she got. The tonguing she was receiving not stopping her from giving one of her own.

The sight of which only spurred Emma on again , her cunny clenching as her orgasm faded, not complaining in the slightest as Debbie continued to finger her gently. Far from complaining, Emma seemed almost eager to come again given the three words she managed to gasp. 'Please don't stop.'

'Hmmm...I don't know.' Debbie let her fingers still to a moan of complaint from Emma. 'I think you have been such a greedy slut. Maybe you should please your Mistress a little.'

Emma would have agreed to that anyway, Debbie was sure. Melanie took the choice away, moving to ease herself comfortably before her head. Clearly she had recovered enough to enjoy it, the first caress of Emma's tongue drawing a heated moan. Her moans joined with Emma's, giver and receiver both caught up in separate and yet connected pleasure.

Almost being forced to pleasure her Mistress seemed to have stoked fresh desire on her, her impaled cunny squirming on Debbie's fingers as she lavished all the attention she could on her Mistress. Her tongue danced over her lips, pausing only to press deeper for a second. It was that press that did for Melanie, her whole body shuddering as she came. Disconnectedly she heard Tamika and Asuka squeal in the throws of their orgasms too. That was too much for her and she couldn't hold back either. The whole room reeked of sex and likely would do for days. Which was fine with her, a lasting memory of the pleasure they had shared. Except one person hadn't really shared it.

Shakily Emma rose, placing a soft kiss on Debbie's lips. 'That was amazing. But I think someone has been missing out.'

'That's okay.' Tamika murred as she and Asuka climbed onto the bed as well, leaving Debbie surrounded by the trio of still amorous Pokegirls. 'We can soon fix that.'

Somewhat shyly Debbie allowed herself a nervously excited grin. This was going to be a long night. And she wouldn't have it any other way.

'Well...looks like you three stayed up late last night.' Professor Peony slipped onto the end of the low bench lined up along either side of the middle of three narrow metal tables that lined the spartan dining hall.

'We did.' Melanie saw no point in stifling the yawn that neither a warm breakfast or her second cup of coffee hadn't banished. 'I guess we just lost track of time talking and catching up.'

'I see.' The Professor replied with a knowing glance that said she didn't entirely believe that. Either she heard something in her voice or the freshly tamed glow on her Harem's faces was really as noticeable as she had feared when she awoke. To say nothing of the glow on her face. 'You two did have a lot to catch up on, I'm sure. I guess it was much a surprise seeing you again for Melanie as it was for me.'

'It was.' Debbie shrugged as casually as she had taken the surprise reunion when they emerged to join the others for supper last night. 'We pretty much chatted the night away. My tongue is still sore this morning.'

Somehow Melanie managed not to choke on her poorly timed sip of coffee, her body filled with a flush of heat from the memories of what her tongue had really been doing last night. Just thinking about it had her coming out in a fresh wash of pleasurable tingling.

'Well..if you girls aren't too tired that you want to crawl back to bed, we are being allowed to go down into the caves proper.' Peony continued. 'Once I've finished my breakfast of course. I never go into a cave on an empty stomach.

'I....was expecting something more...bustling.' Melanie said as she slowly cast her eyes over the wide cave the narrow tunnel that the group of four humans and three Pokegirls had recently exited from; a tunnel that had descended a good thousand feet or more from the surface had lead them too; the expansive cavern lit by strings of powerful lights run around the craggy walls. Given the focused hive of activity she had seen in the labs upstairs, she had expected to see much of the same down here. Yet the only activity was the lone form of a white coated researcher steadily pacing a regular path from one side of the cave to another with a bulky box like device held between both hands.

'It used to be. In the higher caves anyway.' Peony replied. 'We had a whole team searching those with radar and less high tech tools. Up there it worked. But down here it's really too risky.'

'Risky?' Melanie glanced at Summer as she echoed that word, hyper aware of Tamika and Emma both abandoning their observations of the cave moving protectively closer to her as they too heard it; Zephyr following suit just as quickly. 'Because of rock slides? Cave ins?'

'Mostly because of the colony of Zubutt that lives down here.' The Professor said apparently oblivious to the nervous looks her admission raised in the others around her, as well as the hasty nervous glances they cast over the cave around. 'The first time we came down here, we were all over this place with radar and drills and other tools as we had done the floors above us. All that sonic vibration must have stirred them from their nest. One second it was perfectly calm, the next Zubutt were swarming all around us; using Love Sting on anyone that moved. Within seconds almost everyone was tearing off their clothes or someone else's. A few researchers got out but the rest were quickly drawn into the growing Orgy. All we could do was wait it out until the effects wore off. So we are being careful not to make that mistake again. Most of my team couldn't look the others in the eye for a week. For one reason or another.'

'So..you are only working in this one chamber?' Melanie asked. 'That must be slow going.'

'Thankfully not.' The Professor replied. 'This is just one chamber we are surveying. We have several active surveys spread out over this floor and a few below. That's not the interesting bit though. That's just the start. Follow me and I will show you the chamber we just finished surveying a few days ago.'

'So...you must have found something?' Summer chimed in. 'Otherwise you'd have moved on, am I right?'

'Actually, we found several somethings.' The Professor replied. 'The deeper we go, the greater the concentration of fossils. Does lend credence to a theory that this Pokegirl lived a subterranean existence. It's still only a theory though. Everything about it is a theory at this point. Now..I'll bet this is more to your liking.'

It was indeed, Melanie thought to herself. While it wasn't the same high tech bustle of the lab above, it had the same focused energy she had felt up there. Where as the first cave had been a single person affair, here there must have been twenty to thirty researchers and assistants, most of who were gathered around an area maybe ten feet square. All of those in the square working to extract chunks of rock from the floor; rocks that were passed to another ten for cleaning.

'Each one of those rock is a fossil?' Summer asked. 'Or just a potential fossil?'

'Both a potential fossil and a potential Pokegirl.' The Professor said. 'We won't know which until we get them up to the lab and run tests. It's possible our readings could have given a lot of false positives. I've never seen such a collection of fossils in such a small area before. It's very unusual.'

'I'm sure you've noticed what else is unusual.' Peony replied as she cast her eyes from one rock to the next. 'Each of these fossils is no larger than three centimetres across. And from different species too.

'I had noticed that.' The Professor nodded. 'I'm hoping we can get an answer to that either back in the lab or the university.'

'You are taking these back to the university?' Summer asked. 'I thought it would be easier to send them to a company like Silph Co. Surely they have the technology to analyse the DNA strand much more quickly.'

'Perhaps they could.' The Professor replied. 'We have our own methods and equipment at our lab though. Ones already tailored to our research program. Besides, Silph Co. will try to claim proprietary rights to anything they find. They are a business after all. Maybe that's why we are a few steps ahead of them in the field of DNA reclamation. They are out to make a profit. We are seeking discovery.'

'Well..you must be making some serious discoveries in there.' Melanie nodded to the cave entrance about 45 metres away from them she had noticed when she came in, the natural surrounding broken by the heavy metal door fixed into the once smooth rock by equally heavy metal pins along the side. 'Something secret maybe?'

'It's no secret of mine.' The Professor's voice took on an instant tone of disappointment. 'More one of my unwilling colleague I'm afraid. She's been throwing those up all around the cave system only to take most of them down an hour or two later. Not that one though, that one has been up for a week now that I think about it. Still..she can keep her secrets for all I care. I...'

Whatever Professor Fern felt or thought suddenly became the last thing on anyone's minds as a rolling vibration ran through the cave floor sending the assembled Pokegirls and humans alike clutching for the nearest solid object they could find. Which mostly turned out to be each other.

'What was that?' Emma asked shakily as she tentatively released her grip on both Emma and Tamika whose hands had clasped hers at the same instant as she had reached for theirs, while casting a glance over the others. She wasn't surprised to see Zephry standing tall over Summer protectively while she clung fiercely to her waist. Yet she couldn't help a grin mostly fuelled by relief as she saw both the Professors tightly embraced by the powerful frame of the Machamp, her arms firmly clinched around their waists as she aided them in keeping their balance.

'I don't know.' Fern answered with a slight tremor in her voice. 'It felt like a landslide or earthquake. But focused somehow.'

'Could another Pokegirl have been disturbed?' Melanie couldn't help being disturbed by that thought herself, the idea of being trapped in a cave with something considerably more dangerous than a Zubutt not very reassuring.

'Perhaps.' Professor Fern sounded about as comforted by that thought as she did. 'Either way, we should get you back to the surface as quickly as we can. I..'

'Professor. You should see this.'

Again Fern was cut off by the breathless and clearly excited researcher who raced into the cave from the same passageway they had entered from.

'What is it?' Fern asked, her scientific curiosity clearly piqued.

'You..really should..see for..yourself.' The researcher panted.

'Well...that wasn't there before.' Summer said, having perfectly summed up the thought all of the others had as they returned to the main chamber of this floor. It was true that that perfectly round hole in the centre of the room hadn't been there before, the edges of it so smooth that no method of digging could have caused such an effect. And certainly not so quickly.

'What happened just before this opened?' Fern asked the still somewhat breathless researcher.

'Nothing. I had just run the scanner over this area. Then the whole room started to shake. Once I grabbed hold of something I noticed the soil was just pouring away like fine sand.'

'Could the radar wave have caused a sympathetic reaction with the Earth?' Summer mused. 'Good way to hide something really. Cover a doorway with something that looks like Earth but that drains away like sand when exposed to a certain frequency.'

'Or a set of stairs in this case.' Melanie had tentatively approached the hole with her two Pokegirls at her side, her eyes easily picking out smooth steps cut into the Earth before they descended into the darkness below.

'Curious.' Fern muttered. 'Jake, run back to the surface and get some torches. I want to see what's down there.'

Jake didn't exactly look thrilled by her use of the word run given the look he shot her. Luckily he was spared such a Labour as Emma stepped forward. 'Let me.'

'Let you..oh' Fern exclaimed as the bulb on Emma's back began to radiate a faint glow of warming light. 'How long can you do that for?'

'About an hour.' Emma replied. 'So let's not waste time. You go first and I'll come behind you.'

'I'll get those torches anyway. And some more of the team.' Jake replied as he made towards the exit briskly.

For the others, a less hurried pace was adopted. Even with the light Emma cast all around them, the smooth steps it illuminated still required a cautious pace. Without hand holds beyond what little aid the equally smooth walls provided, slow going was the safest course. After all the didn't couldn't stretch that far and they really had no idea what they were walking into.

Something that was particularly discomforting for Melanie. Almost at the rear of the group with only Emma behind her, Melanie could see little going forward beyond the admittedly comforting sight of her Alpha. Time seemed to loose any and all meaning, the passage of seconds and minutes cast in footfalls rather than any real time. For all she knew it could have been four or forty minutes before her feet guided her down to the bottom of the mysterious flight of stairs. Which was noway as mysterious as what she saw at the bottom.

'Oh my.' Melanie breathed as she looked over the oddly spherical room she had stepped down into. For a second she thought it was a trick of the low light. Then she realised she was seeing exactly what she thought she was seeing. The room really was a nearly perfect sphere. All of which meant one thing. It wasn't natural. That realisation meant nothing in comparison to the object that sat in the middle of this unnaturally perfect room.

'Oh my is right.' Fern approached the small shape that could almost be described as a pillar of earth, set directly in the centre of the room like an alter. 'This might be exactly what we have been looking for. See the tracery here in the rock? These fine lines? No..well..they are there. And I'd bet my degree they are from a fossil. You can almost see the lines of the arms. Or they could be legs. This could be the most intact fossil anyone has discovered. We can't work that out now. Let's get back to the surface. I don't want anyone down here more than necessary.'

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