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Pokemon Story (NSFW) - Of Pheromones and Attraction

(Alt. Title: Razzle, Dazzle, Salazzle)

By J.C. Solis

"Oh... oh, fuck," said a patron as his cock was licked and suckled and squeezed.

The female brothel prostitute was enjoying having her way with the Machamp, who was definitely enjoying getting his rocks off. It was just another day at work for the pokemon, tending to another male pokemon who wanted to 'relieve some tension and stress'. Today's johnny only paid for a blow job and extra to swallow, and when the machamp's cock eventually erupted, that's what the consort did. She stuffed the dick deep into her mouth so that way all the cum would go down her throat and into her stomach. When she lifted her head up and removed the cock from her mouth, she seemed both fulfilled yet upset.

"You were definitely pent up, my dear macho man," said the sultry prostitute. "Though, you disappoint me with how quick you were to cum, big boy. I thought that a fighting type would be rock hard and had endurance, but it seems you were just hard."

"Shut up, Zazzy," said the Machamp to the prostitute. "I got what I wanted out of this anyways. Best one hundred pokemon bucks I've ever spent."

"If you want, you can pay Ms. Cassie even more and I can offer... some more of my services, to you. With your balls empty, you'll probably last longer, too," smirked the prostitute with a giggle.

"I don't think I'm in the mood for an already used pussy," said the Machamp. "But I gotta admit, you Salazzles sure know how to treat a man."

"Hey, It's my job after all, johnny," said the Salazzle known as Zazzy. "Now, if you'll be so kind as to beat it, I'll be tending my next guest, thank you."

"It was a pleasure," said the Machamp before getting out of the seat in the room, with Zazzy then using the nearby wash bin to wash her face and clean up for the next patron. She went up to the front desk of the brothel to see if Miss Cassie had another... 'customer' for her to attend.

Upon entering the brothel's lobby, she found an Aromatisse doing some book keeping and writing in a sales journal. She sensed Zazzy's presence and turned around to see the Salazzle. "Ah, Zazzy! So good to have found you! Another satisfied customer today!" "

Your welcome, Ms. Cassie," said Zazzy. "To be honest, for a big burly pokemon like that Machamp, I was expecting him to... size up. I've been kinda disappointed with the johnnies you've been sending my way, Ms. Cassandra."

The Aromatisse just laughed. "Well, those not-so-well-endowed patrons are the one who are paying the bills for yah, Zazzy, don'tcha know," said Cassandra Dillonworth, the Brothel/Hotel's manager and owner. "I need you to keep those johnnies happy so they keep coming back."

"Well, I guess those fellas would be coming back to try and feel some nice rabbit pussy," said a Lopunny in a black and wide maid's dress.

"Says you, Flora," chided Zazzy. "You know who those johnnies come for when they come here."

"I imagine that would be me," said a female Mienshao in a kimono. "The men seem rather pleased after I am finished serving them."

"Just because you know how to give a mean handjob doesn't mean your the best of all of us, Ayla," said a Nidoqueen who came out in an overstretched black bra and bikini. "If anything, they come for my pounding booty and thick, sexy curves."

"Please, Gloria, everyone, calm down" said Ms. Cassie. "All you ladies do a wonderful job using your given... skills. You are all good in your own right."

"Who do you think is better, Ms. Cassie?" said Zazzy. "I believe the choice is obvious."

The rest of the prostitutes glared at the Salazzle. In truth, out of all of them, Zazzy was in fact the best out of all of them. Using a combination of seductive pheromones, guile and good looks, she was indeed the queen of the brothel and Ms. Cassie's biggest money-maker. Whether blowjob, handjob, vaginal or anal sex, she knew how to make the johnnie who came in have his--and sometimes even her--mind blown. Zazzy is, without a doubt, a Nymphomaniac, and her lusty desire seems to never be quelled, no matter how many patrons she had sex with. It seems that she just simply can never get enough, and enjoyed working the streets to snag her next well-endowed patron.

The town of Rockhead Town, at the foothills of the Stone Mountain Range, was a prosperous mining town, filled with an abundance of miners who worked the mines to dig out metals and gemstones and other materials and minerals. These were then refined in the local smelting factories and then sent to blacksmiths and other artisans and used to create a wide variety of items: metal tools, jewelry, special equipment, and even nifty gadgets were just some of the things that the dug out material could be turned into. The town, in other words, was full mainly of male pokemon, and a lot of fighting would occur over many reasons; usually a lot of alcohol was involved to invoke such ruckus. The town sheriff and deputies did what they could, but Rockhead Town was a very rowdy place, none the less.

Surprisingly, for that reason alone is why Cassandra Dillonsworth's hotel-slash-brothel was not shut down. The brothel helped the men release all the... 'tension' they had pent up from working in the mines, and so the brothel was seen as a better peacekeeper than the town's own sheriff! And Zazzy and her fellow prostitutes Flora, Ayla, and Gloria were not the only ones under Ms. Cassie's employ. A total of twelve prostitutes kept the brothel running, including the four already mentioned women: an Emolga, Gardevoir, Cinccino, Gothitelle, Blaziken, Lilligant, Tsareena and Leavany also made up the brothel's staff.

Zazzy was walking down the streets, wearing a sultry looking dress and releasing her pheromones as she went along her way, looking to attract her next client.

"Well, girls, look who is walking the streets this fine afternoon," said a sneering voice. "That brothel keeper Cassandra's biggest whore."

Zazzy face twitched with anger as she looked at a group of three Pokemon Nuns from the town's "Church of Arceus". The group consisted of a Mismagius, Meowstic, and a Delphox. "Well all I see are some goody-goody, holier-than-thou hussies in Puritan's clothes. I bet none of you even had a dick inside you your entire live."

"We prefer to be chaste and close to our lord Arceus than to be a sex slave who holds little regard for her own body and conscience," said the Mismagius nun. "Have you ever thought of doing anything with your life despite pleasuring men for cold hard Pokemon Dollars?" said the Meowstic.

"My life is my own business," retorted Zazzy. "No one tells me what to do. If I wanna have sex with every man in town, then that's my damn choice."

"To think, the Rockhead Bombers were going to do an Exposition later this day," said the Delphox. "I hear that one of them is planning on retiring here in Belmer, but I doubt he would enjoy the company of a common street prostitute like you." Zazzy took this as a challenge.

"We'll see about that. Why there isn't a man alive that can resist my charm and good looks. In the meantime, why don't you three get together with a real man and stop being such cranky buzzards," And so the Salazzle walked away from the nuns, now fuming over the insult.

The elite Rockhead Bombers were a group of flying pokemon who were the designated protectors of the mountains. Whether serving as bounty hunters and fugitive chasers, search and rescuers, explorers, or simple guides, the Bombers were an elite force to be reckoned with. They are actually Special Operations Deputies who are overseen by the Stoney Mountain Sheriff himself, but they tend to mostly operate on their own. They tend to be out in the field for days or weeks, wandering the wilderness for anyone who would be in need of assistance.

Their leader, a fierce and tough Garchomp named Axel, was a maverick of a pokemon. Though ironically the youngest of the Bombers, he lead due to his incredible courage and valor, his quick thinking and his unbreakable nerves of steel. Axel developed a reputation as an excellent leader, and flying type children even looked up to him, hoping to one day join the elite Bombers and becoming as great as Axel himself.

Zazzy was passing by the road down to the Town Center Square when she saw a large crowd gathered together and, creating a lot of noise and hubbub. Zazzy was intrigued by this and headed over to see what got the townsfolk in a fuss, but from what she heard from the Nuns, she had an idea as to why so many pokemon were gathering. She reached the crowd, where many pokemon had cameras and video boxes to record the Bombers' arrival. She managed to push her way up to the very front, where a sort of runway was created for something to land on the makeshift tarmac.

Suddenly a growing whooshing sound could be heard getting louder, and the crowd began to whoop and raise their cheers. Seven silhouettes could be seen in the air off in the distance, and as the seven came closer the crowds cheering got even louder. Finally, the bombers were lowering themselves onto the tarmac, slowing themselves down with their feet or talons and using their wings to create a pressure draft that would stop them, with said draft blasting into the crowd and causing an uproar of cheers. The seven pokemon that made up the Rockhead Bombers consisted of a Charizard, Noivern, Dragonite, Staraptor, Flygon, Salamance and of course, a Garchomp.

The Stoney Mountain County Sheriff, a gruff and mean looking Tyranitar in a cowboy's hat and wearing a golden badge, came up to meet all seven of his glorified deputies. "Axel, my boy," said Lester 'Ness' Watson the Sheriff, "I've been hearing nothing but good things about what happened with that rescue attempt over at the hillside fire. I'm glad to hear you and the rest of the bombers managed to rescue all those people." At this the crowd cheered, remembering the great feat of saving several families from a massive wildfire over at Brune Hill and the surrounding areas.

"My crew and I only did our best, Boss," said Axel. "To be honest, I was a bit worried we weren't going to get everyone out of that jam in time, especially the children. I was even a bit afraid afterwards if we left anyone behind, but Gus made sure to count all them and made sure we got them all."

"Impressive," said Sheriff Ness. "But is it true that you're leaving the Bombers already?" asked the Sheriff, to which the crowds fell silent.

"Well, I'm not quiting from being a lawman, Sheriff," noted Axel. "I'm just leaving the bombers. The stress has been getting to me, and I feel really drained from all of these high stakes mission that we've been doing these past few days."

Axel was noting to the fact that, despite being incredibly tough, he actually suffered quite a ways from Anxiety Disorder. He managed it well with medicine and meditation techniques--which was another way of saying drinking Booze and doing Pokemon Battles and Brawls--but Axel, from the day he rose to leadership status over two years ago, began to experience increased stress. He has been a bomber for twelve years now, but He figured that doing work around town and the surrounding areas outside of the Bombers would help with his condition.

There was a terrible memory he had, and he actually took real medicine for it.

"Well, the bombers are going to be much sorer without you, Axel," said Sheriff Lester. "I understand over what happened last year and the psychiatrist's diagnosis, but still... you're on helluva leader. I was even thinking of having you elected to sheriff." The crowds gasped at this insight; Axel being the Sheriff of Stoney County would be such an honor.

"Well, even if you did, I'd turn it down anyways," said Axel, much to Sheriff Tex's surprise. "I guess I just need time to think, is all." Axel then turned around and walked to the right of the podium, not staying around for the grand exhibition that was to commence. His fellow Bombers were at a loss as to their leader simply walking away like that.

At this moment, Zazzy saw her chance. The wily Salazzle was going to see if she could snag her a bomber. Then maybe the other prostitutes over at Ms. Cassie's will shut up for good.

Axel went to the nearest saloon he could find and was immediately cheered by those inside. He just simply looked at them and gave out a sigh, quieting the saluting crowd. He went over to the booth at the counter and asked the barkeep for a stiff drink, maybe a rye whiskey or an oaken bourbon. What became one shot later became two and then four, and soon the Garchomp had taken twelve swigs before realizing he had to stop. He wasn't a drunkard, but his anxiety and depression made it hard to forget what had happened.

"You look rather stressed, handsome," said a sultry voice behind him. Axel turned around to see a Salazzle in a purple dress and long-brimmed hat. "You're Axel of the Rockhead Bombers right?"

"Was," was Axel's sardonic reply. "I was in the bombers."

"Well, seems like you've got a lot on your shoulder to down six shots of Golem Goron's Oak Bourbon."

"I'm not going with you to your shitty ass brothel, bitch, so leave me alone."

Zazzy was caught off guard. No one had even so much as told her off before, let alone cut to the chase as quickly as he did. "But I didn't advance on you."

"Your that one whore they call Zazzy, right?" Axel cut to the chase. Zazzy was still and unmoving. "Puh, figures. No one is up to snuff in telling what their colors are." Then Axel smelled something sweet, almost pheromonal smell start to waft all around him, and he turned around to see Zazzy beckoning him. but this smell only served to increase his ire. "Damn it woman, can't you just leave me alone to my-"

Suddenly, Axel roared as he grabbed his head in agony, his head contorting around and his mind becoming lost in a haze. The memory was causing him much distress, and he could not shove it back.

"Lord Arceus, are you okay sugar?" said Zazzy worriedly, stopping her pheromonal spread and coming to his aid.

"My medicine," he whispered. He then turned to the barkeeper and shouted," Quick! Give me a glass of water!" Te bartender was quick in bringing him a water, and immediately did Axel pull out a small pill bottle and pull out a small, purple gel pill. He took it along with the water, and immediately his anxiety spell began to fade.

"Here. Eat this. Maybe this'll make you feel better," said Zazzy as she handed him a Sitrus Berry. In one gulp Axel swallowed it and began to recover his strength. But Zazzy was still worried about the Bomber. "Do you need anything else. I'm not trying to offer a service--I just want you to be okay, sweetie," said Zazzy in a concerned voice.

"There she is!!!" yelled a woman coming from the entrance of the bar. Soon, a motley mob of pokemon entered and surrounded the Salazzle.

"You've been messing with our husbands for far too long, you wily ass bitch!" said a female Aggron.

"Yeah," said a Kangskhan and other pokemon. "You've done turned my husband into a cheater!"

"It ain't my fault if you don't please him enough in bed," snarled and taunted Zazzy. A lawman then turned up.

"You messed with the folks in this town for too long Zazzy," said a male Gallade, who turned out to be a deputy. "I've gathered these people here to get rid of you once and for all."

"You don't have an order from the Sheriff, Deputy Conrad," retorted Zazzy. "You don't got the authority to run me out of town!"

"This ain't nothing to do with authority anymore," said the deputy. "It's to Murckle Tree for you."

Zazzy couldn't believe what she had just heard. She was going to be lynched by a Lynch Mob, pokemon who had grown tired of her presence in town and have apparently taken a blood feud with her. Zazzy tried to fight, and was about to release a Fire Blast from her mouth, but immediately was she doused by Water Guns and Bubble Beams, soaking her to the bone and weakening her severely. Two big male pokemon then grabbed by the shoulder and dragged her out of the saloon. Outside, people were cheering on, seeing Belmer's biggest whore finally getting her due. Zazzy was dragged along the ground, and one hundred yards away was the Murckle Tree, where the infamous serial killer Machoke Peter "Pete" Murckle and many more people were lynched by the town. Zazzy saw the tree get closer and closer, and she tried resisting all the way. But whenever she charged a fire attack she was doused in water, canceling out the move.

She wondered why she was to be lynched when there were others she knew who committed worse crimes, such as Deputy Conrad extorting the local homeless shelter and several other charitable locations of 'tax money' and threatening them with violence to keep them shut. Or that first Aggron lady, named Denise, who spoke up against her having murdered her first husband, in a situation that was dubbed 'mysterious circumstance', in order to inherit his fortune and life insurance policy, and was now extorting her second husband of his wealth. Zazzy knew both of their secrets and was actually planning on ratting them both to the police, but because she was a prostitute her word wouldn't be taken seriously, or rather they'd come for her instead of the people she wanted arrest.

The crowd and Zazzy arrived at the Murckle tree, and no sooner said than done was she noosed.

Upon looking at the crowd she saw three of her fellow prostitutes cheering the lynch mob on: Flora, Ayla, and Gloria. Feeling betrayed and utterly alone, Zazzy let out several tears, wondering how it all came to this. Was this really the end for her? Was she destined to forever be known as a common whore? The noose was lifting her up by the neck, and she was slowing being raised to the ground as she felt being choked, much to the increasing cheering of the crowd around her. Now completely off the ground, and feeling the life leaving her already, Zazzy was repentant for all and everything wrong that she was doing and had done, and in her heart begged for Arceus to save her, a disgraceful daughter, in her final moment of need.

Suddenly, an Aerial Ace cut the noose, and the Salazzle fell to the ground, finally able to breath once again. The crowds fell silent as they looked at the intimidating figure look at each and every person, especially Deputy Conrad and Denise. "Who the damn hell ya'll think you are to lynch an innocent women like her!??!!" roared the voice of Axel, who Zazzy saw standing in between her and the crowd. "She may not be an outstanding citizen, but I know some of ya'll done worse things than simply having some sinful fun," he then glared at Conrad and Denise.

"She is an immoral woman," said one of the three nuns from earlier, the Mismagius who were at first excited to see their enemy finally be ended. "She does Arceus no favor for her wickedness. She must-"

"Sister Agatha, I thought that you were devoted to promoting peace and forgiveness, not death and prejudice," said Axel, leaving Agatha silent.

"But She has ruined so many marriages with her wiles. Isn't she deeming of some punishment?" said Sister Karina the Delphox. "Isn't it Arceus' law that those who do wicked deeds be punished? Tell us then, Bomber, shouldn't she be punished?"

Axel stood silent, wondering what he should say. The nuns were well verse in theology, but Axel had gone to Sunday school when he was a kid, and remembered some key quotes found in the ancient text. He may not be as well versed as the nuns, but if it's religious matters that the nuns want to achieve then he will oblige. "Anyone who has no sin upon, them and never committed a sin in their life, can go ahead and attack to her now," said Axel solemnly. But then his eyes turned fierce and glaring. "But if not, and ya'll so much as touch on her, then you'll have sin on your part for doing so."

The whole crowd fell silent. No one dared to even move an inch, let alone throw a Move to attack Zazzy.

"But she... she..." Sister Priscilla the Meowstic tried to say something, but couldn't find any words to say.

Zazzy was star-struck about what had just happened. A deputy, a famous lawman had just saved her and defended her honor. She looked at the Garchomp and looked at his power gait,his defiant look on his face, his bravado and courage that could be felt emanating from his heart. Her heart began beating deeply, and an almost indescribable feeling was overcoming her senses.

Deputy Conrad stood up to defend their actions, saying, "She's caused too much damage to this town for too long, Axel. She needs to be-"

"I've seen you go into Miss Cassie's brothel many times, Conrad!" rebuked Zazzy. "You often come in with some crappy disguise. You may have fooled everyone else, but not me and the girls... speaking of girls," she then turned to Flora, Gloria and Ayla, given them a nasty look. "Are you really three really that low to have me taken out?"

The crowd, looking at the three prostitutes, realized that there was some foul play going on. The Lopunny, Mienshao, and Nidoqueen bent their heads down in shame.

"You two will pay for killing Ranch owner Patrick Martin," vowed Axel. "I know what you did with Denise and to the Homeless Shelter, Conrad."

"I didn't do shit," said Conrad. "You don't have any evidence that we committed what you said we did!" said Denise.

"Oh, but they do," said the voice of Sheriff Ness, who had two handcuffs in his hands. "Their two testimonies, especially with one of em being a lawman is enough for me to send you rat bastards to Life over at Kar Prison," said the Tyranitar with an angry face. "You're a disgrace, Conrad. I never thought a Gallade like you would stoop to this low."

"Boss, I swear..." pleaded Conrad.

"We didn't do anything Sheriff!" cried Denise. "Those two are just trying to twist-"

"Shut up and come here!!" said the Sheriff. "You're both under arrest." And upon saying that more deputies and a few Bombers deputies came over to pick the two up, and they were hauled away to the jail house. The crowd would've cheered, but knowing that they mindlessly were about to commit a disgrace, the crowd just quietly and shamefully dissipated. The Three Nun and the Three Prostitutes were the ones most embarrassed, and walked away with their tail between their legs.

Axel turned around towards Zazzy, who was still out on the ground, and extended his clawed hand to her, offering to pick her up from the floor. Zazzy grabbed his hand, careful not to be cut by the sharp claws, and was lifted off the floor. She didn't know what to say to her savior, other than the words, "Thank... thank you, Bomber Axel," said Zazzy sheepishly to him.

"Just call me Axel, Miss Zazzy," said Axel courteously. "Are you hurt?"

"Just some scuff around my neck when they strung me up." She was still feeling her heart pound for this man. She wasn't thinking of anything sexual, but something more wholesome, something that she rarely felt. But one thing came to mind, and it left her rather curious. "But why did you save me? You know what I am. You know my reputation. I'm just a sex craved whore. Why did you care enough about me?"

Axel turned around and faced Zazzy with a small smile. "Do I need a reason to do the right thing?"

Zazzy was quiet, and as Axel walked away, she knew that what she felt was not smut or lust...

...But love...

And it was a feeling that Zazzy had not felt in many years. "Why, Axel sugar, I don't know what to say, or even how to repay you," said Zazzy. "How bout we come over to your place and chat a bit," said Axel.

"My place?" frowned Zazzy. "I don't think you'd want to go there. It's rather ill repute."

"I don't mind. Beats living it out like a beatnik with the Bombers."

Zazzy was overjoyed yet slightly embarrassed to hear that Axel was coming with her to the Brothel. But she wondered how she would treat him there. Would she offer him tea and food, show him around, a blow job or what? It seemed especially strange because Axel was law, and not many Lawmen came to the brothel, and even less so to be treated as a guest. But she decided that there was nothing wrong with her bringing him into her room to stay overnight. She didn't dare get the idea to try and sleep with him, but he sure was handsome.

Arriving at the brothel's entrance was Miss Cassie as she was sweeping the front of the porch. Upon looking at Zazzy... "Susanna!!!" she dropped her broom and ran over to her and hugged her deeply. "Oh my goodness, I can't believe what happened to you, poor dearie!"

"I'm okay, Miss Cassie," said Zazzy, hugging Miss Cassie in return. "I'm just glad to be alive and breathing for another day, thanks to my good new friend over here," said Zazzy pointing to Axel.

"Oh My!" beamed Ms. Cassie upon looking at the Bomber, now getting a bit nervous at the sight of the lawman. "We don't get law around here, much less the leader of the Rcokhead Bombers. I've paid my taxes, just so you know."

Axel just laughed. "No, Miss Cassie, I'm off duty right now. I'm not here to shut down you're brothel or anything."

"Well, I am grateful that you saved one of my girls."

"Speaking of girls, what about Flora, Ayla and Gloria," asked Zazzy.

"Hmph!" Miss Cassie was all a flutter with a temper. "Those three are in the basement cleaning out the Ratata and Scorupi. They didn't try and have you killed, Susanna, but they definitely were looking forward to you getting turning into a pinata. I'll make sure that they don't mistreat their fellow ladies with such audacity ever again. "So is Mister Bomber your Johnie for the night, Zazzy?"

At this, Zazzy's cheeks blushed embarrassingly. "No! Nothing like that, Miss Cassie. In fact I'm taking the rest of today off, and Axel here just wants to keep watch over me."

"Well, then," smiled the brothel owner. "You two have fun. And if you decide to have fun, there are condoms in a basket on a table stand on the side of the hall for yah, Mister Bomber."

"Uh, Thank you," blushed Axel. And afterwards the two headed inside. The other prostitutes inside came out to see if the rumors of Zazzy having snagged a big one was true; a whopper of a dragon type. Some congratulated her, but most of them were jealous, but either way they were all still a bit unnerved due to Axel's lawman status. The two went down a hallway and entered the room in the back: a big, red and luxurious room, actually more like an apartment. It was nice and tidy, and had a pleasant scent from a nearby oil incense lamp.

"Nice pad," said Axel.

"This is my personal quarters. The rooms where I tend to the johnnies are more in front. But I guess today is you're lucky day."

Axel sat down on a velvet love seat with Zazzy, and the two began to talk. They talked about their origins and their daily lives.

As Miss Cassie gave note, Zazzy was not Zazzy's real name. Her real name was Susanna Blakely, and was a native of Rockhead Town. Her Mother was a wily prostitute and an obvious bad influence on her daughter. But besides tending to johnnies, she was a loving mother none the less, which Zazzy couldn't say about her father, who was one of her mother's clients who impregnated her. He was an Exploud bank manager who never cared for and never wanted Susanna, but his rage was rebuffed by her mother's caring. Susanna was bright in school, but she followed in her mother's footsteps because of how poor Rockhead was. Though there was a bank and a few rich mines, mine owners and land holders, the people lived in squalor, with the town nowhere near being as prosperous as it was today. When Susanna finished highschool her mother was killed by a johnnie who killed her after he refused to pay for her services. Zazzy, from then on, had to fend for herself. She followed in her mother's footsteps and became a prostitute herself.

"So you too lived a rough life," said Axel.

"That I did Axel," said Zazzy. "I didn't have much to turn to... except, of course, what I do now."

"But you're really smart and crafty, Susie," Axel called her by a pet name now. "I'm sure if you tried now you still may have a chance at a different life."

"Susie, ey? I like that name," smiled Zazzy. "My Mama used to call me by that name. What is your name, Axel?"

"I don't wanna mention it," grumbled Axel, until at last he couldn't resist Zazzy's pressuring. "Fine. My name... my name is George."

"What? Your name is George?" laughed Zazzy, causing Axel to growl. "Just kidding, Axel. I think George is a nice, gentlemanly name."

George "Axel" Parker Helbourne was his full name, but he was a native of Cactus Town and the Dusty Depot in the Kar Desert. His father was a well-reknowned Reserve Ranger and Warden, meaning he was in charge of protecting vast areas of Cactus County and the Desert itself. He protected the area from poachers, as well as assisting with finding outlaws and fugitives on the run. Axel too did well in school, but when he completed it he followed in his father's footsteps and became a reserve ranger, but then later became a Deputy of Cactus Town. But one event occured when still a Deputy that would haunt him forever.

"What memory is that?" asked Zazzy.

"It hurts to talk about it, but It's bad enough that I gotta take medicine for it, and I'm not talking about drink," groaned Axel.

"You can tell me, Axel. We're not hiding anything from each other, are we?" said Zazzy. At this, Axel began to slowly shake, and Zazzy realized that she pushed him too far. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to Axel... I just... I just."

"He killed him... that son of a bitch killed my Pa," said Axel, visible streaks going down his cheeks as he began to grip himself.

"Who did?" asked Zazzy.

"Big Boss Bill, the most rat ass, mother fucking son of a bitch on this planet," said Axel in tears. "He killed him right in front of me, taking good pleasure as his goon held me down on the ground as he beat my Pa to a pulp."

Zazzy wondered what she could say to calm him. He was mightily upset, and was afraid he'd get another Anxiety Attack like the one he got at the saloon earlier. "I hope that fucker rots in hell," said Zazzy.

"Sheriff Cassius, his former goon turned lawman, took him down. I hear he is waiting to meet his maker over at Kar Prison. But that kinda death is too good for him."

Zazzy saw that Axel was still shaking, and she decided that the only way to calm him down was by the only way she knew how. She went up and got on top of Axel, and before he could say anything she planted a kiss right on his mouth, French kissing him with a tongue that was dextrous and explorative. At this point, Axel's shaking had stopped as he calmed down. His tension loosened as he gave in to Zazzy's great tension releasing kiss. But they then broke the kiss and looked at each other's eyes.

"I never felt this way for a man like this in a long while," said Zazzy.

"I kinda get the feeling you say this to every man," rebuked Axel.

"I mean this with all my heart, Georgie," Zazzy smiled sincerely. "I'm falling in love with you with every look into your sexy looking yellow eyes."

"You know what... I like the name 'Georgie'. My Pa used to call me that," said Axel with a smile of his own. "I feel the same looking at your beautiful purple eyes. And your pheromonal scent is wonderful."

"Thank you," said Zazzy to the compliment of her pheromone release.

She bent her head towards Axel, and returning to tonguing Axel's mouth. The two continued kissing as they fell further into drunken love with each other. Zazzy's wiles was rising though, and wondered if Axel would like to take things a step further. "You want to-"

Suddenly, Axel wrapped his arms around Zazzy and lifted her up as he got up from the sofa and took her to the bed. He laid on his back on the back with Zazzy on top of him. He brought her head close to his and said, "Yes. I'd love to take things a step further," and resumed making out with Zazzy. The two wrapped their arms around each other to pull themselves closer to each other, tightening their lips together so their tongues could dance with the other.

Soon, Zazzy felt something grow behind her, and when she turned around she gasped at what she saw; the largest and slickest dick she had ever seen. "I'm going to have lots of fun with you, Axel. Serves right to thank you for saving me from that lynch mob."

"You don't have to, but I guess a part of me says otherwise," said Axel with a wry smile. Zazzy smiled with her own wry look.

She lifted her tail up and got ready to plunge Axel's cock into her warm and soft pussy. She lowered herself slowly, as this was one of the large penises she would have inside of her. Just tip was inside now, and already it stretched her. Zazzy was getting drunk off the feeling as her tongue dangled as she rolled her eyes back the further she sank down on his cock. It was overfilling her, and when she did look down she realized that she had taken in half of his cock. Axel's eyes were closed as he felt Zazzy's warm and tight vaginal walls squeeze even tighter the further into her he went. She definitely was no average nymphomaniac, and so it seemed she had plenty of big dicks as practice to help her accomodate his massive one. He opened his eyes and saw Zazzy look at his. The two understood each other, in that moment, that this was not going to be their last sex session together, but not as prostitute and client. ...but as lovers and mates...

Zazzy, surprisingly, took in the entire cock, and to her it felt wonderful to have something so big inside her. She put a hand on her lower abdomen and pressed on it, feeling the phallus that was inside her at that moment. It was an incredible feeling as she was at a loss of words to describe what it felt like. She didn't ride him yet, but she just simply laid herself on top of Axel's chest and hugged him. In turn he hugged her, and the two just spent the next few minutes just enjoying each other's company. They wanted to prolong the feelings they had for each other as well as in their crotch.

But after said time, Zazzy decided that it was time to up the ante. She lifted herself up slowly, the sliding causing a wave of pleasure for both her and Axel. When she had reached the edge of his tip, she sank down slowly, inciting more waves of pleasure. And she would do this for the new few minutes, following a slow rhythm of going up and down, with pre-cum lubricating her sliding motion. Zazzy looked at Axel wryly again, and this time when she reached on top she crashed down onto him, causing him to gasp and his eyes to bulge, as did Zazzy, who felt the cock rush into her again as she dropped down.

"That was uncalled for," gasped Axel.

"But you love it anyway, don't you sugar?" said Zazzy rhetorically.

Axel couldn't say anything as his mind was overloaded with spasms of excitement when she rose and fell at her ever increasing pace. Zazzy would even mix it up between slow and fast, and would even swirl her rear around to induce pleasure from different angles.

"Well, you're very good at this," said Axel.

"Well, I've had times to... *gasp* practice," she strained to say. She was now reaching her limits. Axel's cock was simply too big for her stamina to overcome. Usually it was her johnnie who would give before she would, but this time it seems that she is being overcome by Axel.

"You're going to cum, aren't you?" said Axel, almost as if he read her mind.

"Just about," she said. "You?"

"Soon."

Finally, Zazzy couldn't take it anymore, and her vaginal walls began pulsating, shooting her mind into the sky. She was absolutely engulfed by her orgasm, and she couldn't even keep a straight face, her face looking as though she was now mental. But soon, Zazzy heard Axel groaning. He too was about to cum, and she knew exactly what was coming next. Low and behold, his cock erupted with jets of hot and sticky cum, completely filling Zazzy's womb as it sloshed around inside her. Her belly even began to expand a bit, but mostly the following jets squirted out of her and staining her and Axel's crotches, as well as the bed sheets.

He remained inside her though, upon Zazzy's request. She wanted to feel the liquid seed in her stay there, and she wanted that maternal instinct to last. Her eyes looked again at Axel's, and his looked back at Zazzy's. The two were as one, and in that moment a new bond was formed. Zazzy would only have eyes for one man from then on, and Axel would have a wonderful and sultry partner to help release his... tension and anxiety whenever it was pent up. Maybe he shouldn't quit the Bombers after all.

But one thing was for sure... they were going to have a ton of babies...

"What!?! You're leaving?" said Miss Cassie, as did the rest of the prostitutes in the brothel.

"Yep, you heard me right, Ms. Cassie. And I'm planning on getting married real soon," said Zazzy of her plans.

Zazzy was leaving the brothel to live with Axel and starting a family. Many of the prostitutes were jealous to see her leave to live an honest life--though she wouldn't be so innocent with him around.

"Well, I can't stop you, dearie," said the Aromatisse. "But I'm sure you're going to need help with the wedding, no?"

"Actually, me and Axel were wondering if you could be our marriage Godmother," announced Zazzy, causing even more murmurs. "And I'm going to need some ladies to help set up the wedding," Zazzy then turned to the rest of the prostitutes. "Any of ya'll want to help me set up my wedding? Who knows, maybe some nice men will come over and you girls can snag a nice looking man, like me." The prostitutes cheered, realizing that this would be an opportunity to find themselves a partner as well. And when Zazzy turned to face Flora, Ayla and Gloria she smiled and nodded at them--a sure sign that she had forgiven them and wanted them to join. The three smiled back and nodded their heads in return, realizing how kind Zazzy had now become to them.

When Zazzy left the brothel she immediately came upon the three Church Nuns. They were silent, realizing Arceus' twist of fate in turning Zazzy into an honest woman. They were also embarrassed by their actions in the lynch mob, and the Head Priest of the church chewed them out upon hearing that his subordinates were supporting another pokemon's death. As such, upon hearing that Zazzy was going to marry Axel and needed that the head pastor needed sisters to carry the right, they willing accepted. They wanted to do Zazzy right, and they smiled back at her when she smiled at them.

One thing for sure though, Zazzy, the sultry nymphomaniac and sex queen of Rockhead, is turning a new leaf. And she couldn't wait to live her peaceful life with Axel, who returned to his position as the Leader of the Rockhead Bombers. His anxiety would be controlled thanks to Zazzy, meanign he could lead the team efficiently and with his strong headed lead. Zazzy and Axel would live a wonderful life togther, and what a life the two would live...