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Rook bounced around on his bed, each bounce taking him higher to the ceiling. He was almost able to tap it with his arm outstretched, but he missed by a few inches. He jumped into the air one more time, but he miscalculated his jump and he went flying off at an angle, off the bed. Before he could land, however, a pair of arms grabbed him in midair and broke his fall.

"You shouldn't jump on the bed." the person said. He looked up at her, but for some reason, he couldn't make out any details about her.

"You can't tell me what I'm not allowed to do!" he snapped. "I'm Rook, the successor to the Team Rocket legacy!"

"Is that so? Then I guess I have my work cut out for me."

"Who are you, anyways?"

"I'm the new maid, and your babysitter." she explained. "If you want to be a worthy successor to the Team Rocket name, then you have to do as I say."

* * *

Rook felt like he was struggling to pull himself back into consciousness when he awoke. The bedsheets, despite being hospital bedsheets and not all that thick, felt like they were alive and weighed two tons. He opened his eyes, squinting in the bright sunlight pouring in through the window. With winter settling in, the days were getting cooler. Ultimately it wasn't that cold in Hoenn during the winter as long as you weren't near the beach, but he was about as far inland as you can possibly go on the island.

He looked around the room, his eyes finally resting on the one person in there with him.

"Hey." he said.

"Hello, sir." Felicia replied. "Sorry I couldn't come visit sooner. I've been... busy, trying to manage everything in your absence."

"Hmm."

"How do you feel?"

"Like Hell spit me back out."

"The pain's likely a result of the rejection. I guess your body didn't take kindly to being so extensively modified."

Rook didn't say respond, instead staring off into the corner of the room. Felicia could see the cogs turning in his head.

"If you're thinking about trying to find the doctor again to reverse the process, forget it. Your body won't be able to handle any more modification. As your first officer, friend, and consigliere, I won't let you gamble on any unnecessary risks."

"And what if I revert all the way? What then?!"

"The doctors said your body hasn't changed for three months. I think your body found an equilibrium it likes. At least you still have all your parts attached."

"Along with additional baggage I didn't ask for."

"Additional baggage you were born with. Giovanni may have tried to build you in his image, but there are some things he cannot control." Felicia pulled a hand mirror out of her coat and held it up to his face. "It's time to live your life as a woman again."

Rook tried to avoid looking at the mirror, but curiosity gripped him. In the seven months since being admitted into the hospital, the doctors took great care to hide any mirrors or reflective surfaces from him. The shock of seeing someone who looked nothing like you staring back through the mirror was indescribable.

What she saw in the mirror shocked her. The face staring back looked almost nothing like the proto-Giovanni visage she was given from the modification many years ago. Her features were still sharp and focused, speaking loudly of calculating ambition and cunning, but the overall details were smoother and much softer. Her chest swelled up to a respectable size, almost rivalling Felicia's breasts. She knew about that, of course, but up until now, she liked to still imagine herself as a man, even if that came with the shame of having an enormous rack.

"You are a beautiful woman, Rook." Felicia assured him. "And I'm not just saying that as a friend."

Rook didn't say anything for a while, still trying to come to terms with her transformation. Finally, she came across a silver lining.

"At least I no longer have his face." she said.

"There we go! That's the ticket!" Felicia exclaimed. Rook looked up at her inquisitively.

"You're in an uncharacteristically chirpy mood." she noted.

"Well, you're coming home, right?" Felicia said. "The doctors have already given you permission to leave. You'll be amazed at the things that have changed since you left! The harem is a major success! We made a huge sum of money the past six months, and we've been putting a good portion of it to upgrading our base and establishing a foothold on the island."

"And you made all these decisions without consulting me?" Rook asked.

"Hey, a lot happened in the past seven months. Between the zeppelin needing to be maintained, running the harem, and defecting from Team Rocket, we couldn't wait for you to get better, and the doctors insisted you rest and let them study your transformation.

"Look, I know you probably have a lot of questions on your mind, but let's first get you checked out and back at the base. You'll... have to see the changes made since you were around."

The checkout process was annoyingly long, but uneventful. All the paperwork and billing went through without incident. Rook didn't have a change of clothes, since her old clothes were not going to fit her, so she had to be wheeled out to the car waiting for them in her hospital gown in a wheelchair to preserve her modesty. There was a black van waiting for them with tinted windows. Felicia stood in the way like a government bodyguard, obstructing any eyes trying to ogle Rook as she climbed into the van. She then shut the door and climbed into the passenger side. Emelia was behind the wheel. Her uniform was still the same off black leotard with the low cut V-neck and tight boyshorts, but now she was also wearing a beret with it.

"While you were away, Emelia was promoted to executive officer." Felicia explained. "I needed a first officer stand in while I served as Captain."

"I see. Congratulations, Emelia." Rook replied.

"Thank you, sir!" Emelia drove the van out of the hospital parking lot and west down the road leading to the volcano. Rook stared out the side window, glad to be out of the hospital. After sitting in a sterile white building for the past half year, trees and flowers - things she never really thought about - were lively explosions of color. She didn't want to admit it, but color was one thing she missed considerably.

The rest of the ride was a quiet one. Eventually the trees and flowers were coated in an ever thicker layer of beige as they neared the volcano. As they drove on, the larger the mountain loomed over them.

"Don't tell me you built the base inside the volcano." Rook said half-jokingly.

"No. No no, no. Don't be crazy." Felicia replied. "Though we did build close to it to harness the geothermal energy so close to the surface."

When they came to a fork in the road, Emelia took a right, leading them north of the volcano, to a part of the island that was rarely travelled, due to the fact that this wasn't part of the established Hoenn League path, and therefore didn't lead to a Pokemon Gym. Apparently the winds didn't blow the ash as much in this direction, since they still hugged the side of the volcano, yet the greenery was relatively pristine save for a light dusting. Rounding another hill further on, they drove up the mountain, where Rook could see in the distance a steel structure emerging from the surrounding rock. At first she thought the colors of the surrounding rock were playing tricks on her eyes, but no, the outline of the fortress was indeed very large. She guessed a quarter of a mile, which, given the brief amount of time they had to make this, was insane.

They drove up to the enormous, twenty foot tall steel gate flanked by two guard towers. There was a call to someone behind the gate, and the door slid down into the ground, granting them access. Inside, there were an array of buildings, a few vehicles, and, situated in the center of it all on a giant landing pad, an impressive-looking airship. It was propelled by an array of gigantic ducted fans, each between twelve and twenty feet in diameter. She estimated it to be maybe three hundred feet in length. How exactly such a beast of aeronautics was capable of flight, she couldn't even begin to imagine.

"Good... god!" she exclaimed. "Where were you keeping this thing?"

"You can thank Jessie for this." Felicia explained. "She's quite the genius when it comes to mechanics, even if she doesn't want to admit it, or get her hands dirty. Our engineers and Pokemon worked around the clock the past several months to build the ship and this facility."

"That is... awesome. With that and the zeppelin, we have the makings of our very own fleet." There was no response from Felicia or Emelia. "Right?" Emelia silently drove past the airship to the hangar. She parked in the back near a door that led deeper inside the facility.

"Felicia, where the fuck is my zeppelin?" Rook demanded.

"It's gone, sir." she said flatly as she stepped out.

"Wait, what?! What the fuck happened while I was gone?!"

"It's a very long story, and I wanted to get us into a more comfortable environment before I dropped that bombshell on you." She led them inside past the door and into an elevator that went underground. The steel corridors were a bit chilly, and there was a hum from unseen air conditioners that kept the place supplied with oxygen and cool air. They passed by doors that were labelled with crew members' names. Further down the corridor and around a corner, they came to the one labelled with Felicia's name. She slid the door open and they went inside. The decor was very similar to her quarters on the zeppelin, but it appeared she didn't get around to putting up the crimson wallpaper or carpeting.

"I'll get you some of my clothes. We seem to be a pretty even match in terms of figure." Felicia said. Rook tore off the hospital gown and tag around her wrist and tossed them to the side. She caught Emelia stealing a sidelong glance at her, specifically the manhood still dangling between her legs. Upon getting caught, she turned her head away quickly; Rook guessed she was trying to estimate if she was still the same size as before her transformation.

"So while you were gone," Felicia explained as she laid out underwear and a bra for her. "We continued to work on the assignments you gave us before your... seizure. After Emelia finished the virus we planned to upload to Giovanni's PC system, I went to Kanto to upload the virus into the main network. You had your seizure, apparently, right after I left.

"I planned to pay you a visit the instant I got back when I found out, but when I returned, the virus had already taken root and Giovanni somehow traced it back to us. The very next day, he retaliated."

* * *

"Ginny, can you confirm these radar readings?" Emelia asked. "I'm getting a cluster of units approximately five miles off our port bow, and approaching fast."

"Checking... yeah, I'm seeing the same thing. Maybe it's a cluster of Pidgeotto? The birds are supposed to return to the mainland this time of year."

"No, they're moving too fast, and their flight formation is staggered and uncoordinated. Switching to visual." Emelia switched to visual on the big screen. The lens focused itself to compensate for the long distance and fast movement of the UFOs. When the image cleared up, the entire crew found themselves staring at a fleet of black helicopters, armed for bear, flying in their direction.

"Oh, shit!" Emelia hit the alert button, which sent a klaxon alarm ringing throughout the ship. "Attention, red alert! Hostiles converging on our position. All hands to battle stations. This is not a drill! I repeat, this is not a drill!"

Almost immediately after she ended the red alert warning, Felicia came storming onto the bridge. Her gait was broken at the sight of the fleet on the big screen.

"Oh dammit. Team Rocket." she muttered. "I thought there was a timed delay on the virus?"

"There was, but we don't have time to argue about it! Those helicopters are far more maneuverable than the zeppelin, and it won't take much to shred through the balloon and send us crashing into the sea!"

"Then get us back over Hoenn." Felicia ordered. "Evacuate the crew and cargo to somewhere, anywhere safe. I'll lead an assault team to hold them off!"

"Roger!" Felicia charged down the hallway and climbed down the ladder to the hangar bay on the lowest point of the zeppelin. The door in the back was already open, and over a dozen other crew members were donning brown gloves and leather bomber jackets with white fur collars and aviator goggles. One by one, they grabbed a Pokeball or two off the rack and tossed them out. Winged Pokemon large and small emerged from them, and the crew climbed aboard the larger ones and flew out, the small Pokemon flying right behind them. Felicia donned a pair of gloves, goggles, and jacket herself and grabbed one of the Pokeballs from the rack. A Skarmory emerged from the light. After climbing on its back, she flew him out of the hanger and into open sky. Gunfire rained down on them to their right, but it was deflected by invisible barriers only a few feet to their sides.

Once they were clear of the Zeppelin, Felicia guided Skarmory up and backwards so she could overlook the entire battlescape. Several crew members stood at the top of the zeppelin, guiding a formation of Psychic-type Pokemon that used their powers to provide shielding to the ship and the fighters. The air rippled around the targets, indicating where missiles and projectiles were being deflected. Explosions were marked by distant thuds and flashes of black smoke popping into existence where missiles either exploded in midair or a helicopter was shot out of the sky. Hoenn was still several miles away, the zeppelin slowly lurching in its general direction.

Felicia swooped into the fighting, guiding Skarmory so he would come close to the helicopters, but graze past them. He fired steel blades from his wings at the rotors, shredding through the metal and causing the ships to spiral out of the sky. Team Rocket grunts were tossed out of some of the vessels, free falling to the ocean below. As she watched them fall, a barrage of cannon fire was vaporized just out of arm's reach to her front and to the left.

"Felicia!" a voice shouted over the earpiece in the aviator headgear. "Keep moving! I can't hold off the gunfire for long!" Felicia swooped down with Skarmory to leave the killzone and shake off the chopper who had her in their sights. One of the crew members dashed past her atop a Fearow and fired a ray of white light. The light vanished a few feet from its mouth, but the air before it distorted violently and continued for dozens of yards ahead. The winds it generated made the air incredibly turbulent for several helicopters. The gyro stabilizers couldn't compensate, and they banked to the side, plummeting into a death spiral into the sea below.

"All personnel have been evacuated! Here's the rendezvous point!" Emelia's voice said through the earpiece. Felicia received an image from one of the Psychic Pokemon of the rendezvous point. It was in a clearing near a lake near Oldale. "I'm gonna try and get some additional cargo loaded off while we still have time!"

"Make it fast!" Felicia replied. "We can't hold them off forever!" Even though they had the upper hand, Team Rocket was still brute forcing their way past their defensive line and making their way to the zeppelin. More appeared on the horizon. Team Rocket was throwing everything they had at them. It was a lot more than they deserved for destroying their information network, and that piqued her curiosity.

Looking to buy the evacuation team more time, Felicia wheeled Skarmory around and started firing steel feathers in a scattergun pattern across the entire front line, shearing through the helicopters' hulls and rotors. As the wreckages fell into the sea, there was a bright flash of light as a Pokemon erupted from one of the Pokeballs. It was a Talonflame, a fire and flying type native to Kalos. Immediately, it charged at the zeppelin at high speeds. An aura of flame surrounded it, and it moved too fast for Felicia to intercept.

"Guys, you have a Talonflame coming at you fast!" Felicia warned them. "It's not slowing down at all! It might be trying a kamikaze attack!"

There was a moment of silence as she assumed the defensive team focused their attacks on the Pokemon.

"Uhh, it's still not slowing down!" Felicia called out. "What's going on!"

"Our psychic barriers are not affecting it!" One of the crew members exclaimed.

"Then forget about it! Everyone get out of there! Defense team, fall back to the rendezvous point!"

Felicia flew away from the enemy fleet towards the mainland. She looked back to see the Talonflame pierce right through the balloon. Its cloak of flames ignited the hydrogen inside, and the zeppelin exploded in a blaze of fire. She didn't have time to worry about whether or not the crew was able to escape in time. Skarmory tucked his wings in and Felicia flattened herself out on his back to maximize his speed as she and the rest of the defensive team made their way to the rendezvous point. As they soared over Hoenn, Felicia checked behind them. Team Rocket appeared to break off their attack after they destroyed the zeppelin; they weren't being followed.

Felicia and the others flew to the rendezvous point outside of Oakdale. From a distance, it looked like a travelling trade caravan of arts and crafts, with all the people and gear strewn around half an acre. They flew over the contingent and landed some distance away from them before making their approach. Emelia was the first to approach Felicia and the rest of the defense team.

"I didn't think you made it out in time." Felicia said to her.

"I almost didn't. I cut it a lot closer than I would have liked." Emelia turned her head to show the burnt edges of her hair.

"Auh hauh, yeah, no thanks." Felicia replied. "Alright, so what did we manage to salvage?"

"Most of the vital equipment, like computers, records and such, and I managed to save most of Rook's stuff."

"That's it?"

"Mostly. We don't have a lot to work with. I can probably go secure a moving truck, then we'll figure out where to start rebuilding."

Over the next seven months, the team began work on the new base. A lot of favors called in, contracts made, and elbow grease applied, and they managed to raise the compound from virtually nothing.

* * *

"So that's one more thing that son of a bitch has to pay for." Rook commented. Felicia laid out the last article of clothing on the bed next to her.

"There. I don't know how the fit is, but it'll have to do for now." She said. "And don't worry, I didn't give you anything frilly."

"No, skirts either, right?" Rook asked as she put on the underwear set out for her. It was an awkward fit because of the enormous sausage of a cock she still had. Thankfully it was devoid of any embarrassing prints.

"I don't even like wearing dresses. There's just the one and that's it." Felicia replied. "So what do you plan to do now?"

"First thing on the list is to learn more about what's happened in the past seven months of my absence." Rook explained. "The second is further establish what foothold we have in the region now. Then, we deal with Giovanni."

"How do you plan to deal with him?"

"I haven't decided yet. If he insists on coming after us... I'll kill him."

"You'd really kill your own uncle?"

"If it comes down to it. He's just a shadow of Madame Boss, after all. Team Rocket really hit the shitter once he came into power, and now he does nothing but obsess over petty objectives."

"Why did this never come up until now?" Emelia asked.

"I thought I could steer Team Rocket in the right direction from the back seat, but then he gave the order to basically shut down all my side projects. Side projects that have been shown to be a lucrative industry, and would bring in money, for a change."

"Well, to be fair, you did kidnap people and turn them into sex slaves." Emelia pointed out. "Maybe he was afraid it would compromise the other branches of Team Rocket?"

"That's nothing compared to what Team Rocket has done in the past. There used to be a time we lobbied in the world government, even had a standing military. Those days are long gone, what with the Hahn Nova Treaty passed some twenty years ago and Miyamoto and Madame Boss's disappearances. Now it's all about the money, and with the way he's running things, we might lose that, too."

"You mean THEY might lose that, too." Felicia corrected. "I highly doubt we're still members of Team Rocket at this point."

"Then what do we call ourselves from here on out?" Emelia asked. "We need a name."

"I don't have one off the top of my head." Rook said. "I'll have to sleep on it." She finished putting on the clothes Felicia laid out for her. It was a simple pair of black pants and a long-sleeved open-button shirt with a white undershirt. "What do you think?"

"Very professional." Emelia replied. "You look like someone Madame Boss would be proud of."

"I AM someone Madame Boss would be proud of." Rook corrected.

"Oh right, my mistake. Sorry, Rook."

"Rook..." Rook thought on her name for a moment. Much like her old face, it wasn't her own. It was given to her by Giovanni a long time ago, long enough that she almost forgot her old name. Now that she was her own person, she needed a new name. One to call her own, but was close to the one she associated with herself.

"Call me... Rue." she announced. "It's time I had my old name back."

"Very well, Rue." Felicia replied.

"Why Rue, sir? Ma'am?" Emelia asked. "Is it because Giovanni will RUE the day he messed with you?" she laughed awkwardly at the pun, but Rue simply glared at her.

"That was awful. Get out." Emelia looked at her, thinking she was joking. "No, I'm serious. get the hell out of here. Go... fiddle with a control panel or something." Out of fear of incurring real wrath from Rue, Emelia hustled out of Felicia's room, disappearing down the hallway.

"You're not really mad, are you?" Felicia asked.

"Of course not. That's nothing to get mad over, but that was still a very shitty pun."

"It was really bad." Felicia agreed. "So do you want me to tour you around the base or do you want to discover it on your own?"

"I'll discover it on my own. I'll get a better view of it if people don't know who I am yet."

"Alright. I'll just tell them you're a friend of Rook's and to let you in anywhere you want to go."

* * *

Rue's tour around the base was uneventful, though she was amazed at how fast the crew of thirty managed to get a full base up and running, AND replace their airship in a span of seven months. They were definitely an invaluable team of hard workers, every last one of them. That they were all firecrackers in bed was just icing on the cake.

The base was powered by a reactor that harnessed energy from the magma flow some several hundred meters underneath the base. Water was pumped in from the ocean and desalinated through an electrical field generated by a small fleet of Magnetons. All they needed was their own farmland and the base could be a self-sustainable compound. Problem was it would need to be a hydroponics farm, since the land around the volcano would be very unsuitable for farming.

The crew seemed to speak very highly of Rook, but that meant nothing, considering she was currently masquerading as his friend. They weren't yet let in on the fact that Rook was now a woman. Rue decided to keep them in the dark for a few more days before revealing the truth to them. In the meantime, she could better acquaint herself with the changes made to the base; Felicia could manage her job for a while longer.

Rue's last stop was the one she looked forward to the most. Her own quarters were above the crew quarters with a window that overlooked the base. Beyond the steel walls, she could see a tiny strip of land that was the coastline, and beyond that, nothing but ocean. Aside from the addition of a window, her room layout and dimensions were the exact same as it was on the zeppelin. In the same wing as her room was the rec room. Thankfully her entire collection of toys and sexual torture devices were saved. Some of the devices would be very difficult to replace.

The slaves, as it turned out, did not actually have living quarters to call their own. The crew loved to have their way with them, and passed them around so often that it was unnecessary for them to have rooms and beds they'd never use.

It took several tries, but eventually Rue found the twins Ran and Fuu in one of the rooms belonging to one of the futas. Several of them, in fact, were inside, two double teaming Fuu as she cried out half-comprehensible words of encouragement. A dickless girl had Ran grinding his young boy meat against her swollen pubic mound. She still wore her uniform, which had a growing moisture stain on the crotch, the fabric dug into her slit more than usual, and her erect clit bulged outward.

It was seven months since she last saw them. They were a bit older now, close to eight. Her mind lingered on that, even after she left the room.

Rue found Shauna in one of the other futa rooms along with Jenny, the young girl with the amazingly puffy pussy. Jenny was getting her ass plowed by the futa, while Shauna had one leg thrown over hers, and rolled her hips along with the futa's thrusts.

As Rue watched them, both girls cried out in joy and their bodies tensed up as they came from their activity. Rue shut the door quickly before she got hard. She wasn't done checking up on the rest of the slaves. Jay was in the room across from Shauna and Jenny. He was asleep with one of the other crew members, his lips closed around one of her nipples and gently suckling on it as they napped.

As she headed down the hallway, Rue spotted Nicole being escorted by one of the dickless girls, the latter carrying a strapon. Last time Rue saw her, Nicole was unenthusiastic and fought against her captors at every chance. Now she seemed resigned to her role as a living cocksleeve, even if she still wasn't enthusiastic about it.

Rue passed by Serena, Misty and May in the halls earlier. Misty's chest had swelled up slightly, or maybe it was because Rue hadn't seen her in over half a year, and she forgot how big her breasts had gotten since she took her under her wing. May was still as chirpy as ever. Serena remained unchanged as well; she still had that look of someone with an axe to grind, but trapped in a position where they had no room to swing it. She was still a wild card, and one Rue would have to keep an eye on.

* * *

Rue retired to her quarters at the end of the day. She stripped off her loaned clothes and tossed them to the side. Curiosity tugged at her mind all day. She wanted to see for herself what she looked like now; not just her face, but the sum of all her parts, both new and old. She stepped in front of the full length mirror in her bathroom. The image she had of her in her mind was a bit more flattering than what she saw in the mirror, but she wasn't disappointed with it. Not only did she sport a massive pair of double-D breasts, but her hips widened enough that she could probably balance a shot glass on them. Her dick had also changed during her transformation. The length remained the same, but it was noticeably thicker. She held it in her hand to get a good feel of the new size. This felt a little odd for her to do herself, since Rue usually had other people stroking her dick for her. Never once did she have to masturbate.

Rue gently stroked her new shaft. It erected under her attention after a minute or two. She didn't envy people who ever had to tug themselves. The cut head was nearly the size of her palm now, and the tip drooled with even more precum than she was accustomed to. Despite her best efforts, Rue's hand got drenched in the viscous fluid. It was quite disgusting and messy. This is what bitches and slaves were for.

For some reason, Rue kept jerking herself off while staring at her new form in the mirror. She was still curious about her new form. She leaned back in an awkward angle and, with her free hand, lifted up her hefty balls. Underneath, she could see the hot pink outline of a fully functioning vagina. The doctors, during her stay in the hospital, confirmed to her that she had all the fully functioning female parts, and always had them. It made her wonder if she also always had a pussy tucked under her balls, and she just never noticed them because she never explored her genitals. Then she wondered if any of the girls knew this. Not that she'd ever find out. She didn't want to appear insecure to any of them, not even Felicia.

Her hand continued to stroke the entire length of the shaft. Heat was building up in her balls, eager to fuck again after going without attention for so long. She planned on calling in one of the girls, but she wasn't done examining her new body. If she was somebody else, she'd definitely bang her. Would that be considered masturbation? Would it be incest?

Rue's eyes widened and she thrust her hips forward, firing ropes of her thick cum all over the mirror. She seemed to possess a larger volume as well, though that could have also been from not having sex for half a year. By the time she was done, the entire bottom half of the mirror was coated with enough cum to obscure her reflection.

"Shit..." she panted. "So this is what it's like... fucking wrong, is what it is." Rue got to her feet and hopped in the shower. She'd have someone come later to clean the mirror. For now, she just wanted to get settled into her new home.

* * *

There were many exclamations of surprise among the crew the next day when Rue revealed to them her transformation into a woman. She didn't want them to change their perspective or attitude towards her, but that didn't stop several crew members from talking to her like a woman and not like their boss.

After her announcement, Rue returned to her quarters where she could think in quiet. She spent the past seven months relaxing, and she was more than ready to get right back to business. There were so many things that needed to be addressed; some immediately, but many more could be put on hold without any real consequence.

"I want to go see the new brothel." he announced to Felicia, who stayed by his side silently from the courtyard into her quarters.

"What we should do, sir, is go shopping, unless you plan to continue wearing my clothes?" she said firmly, but not with an accusatory tone.

"Oh... right." Rue muttered to herself. "Alright, first clothes shopping, then brothel. And no-"

"Girly stuff, I know, sir."

"Yeah... thanks." Rue and Felicia left the compound together in the same van they drove in. They drove along the highway heading around the volcano. Again, they returned to the fork in the road that went to Slateport where the hospital was, but this time, they took the road that led east to Lavaridge. It was a relatively small town that sat at the base of the volcano, famous for its invigorating hot springs.

For the next few hours, Rue and Felicia went around trying out clothes and buying a whole new wardrobe. They also bought new underwear, mostly boyshorts and panty briefs.

"They're going to be too tight for me because... you know." Rue pointed out.

"You know Christine is a tailor, right?" Felicia said. "she can work them to accommodate you."

"Fair enough."

By the end of it, they had a decent-sized wardrobe picked out for her. They stuffed the bags into the van and they headed off to the brothel that Rue was so eager to see. It was located on the edge of the city, in the hills overlooking it. From the outside, it looked to be a rather mundane-looking structure, three stories tall. They parked outside the entrance and headed through the front door.

The layout of the lobby and the furniture made it pretty apparent it was a retrofitted hotel. Working at the front desk was one of the crew members from the ship, a black girl named Lili. She was from the Kalos region and was an incredibly perverse girl, even when compared to May, Shauna, or even Rue herself.

"Ah, Madame Rue!" she greeted in a strong French accent. "and directeur general Felicia! I did not expect vous to come here so soon!"

"I'm afraid she was insistent." Felicia explained.

"Well, if vous want to sample the ladies, it iz on the house for vous, of course."

"Maybe. I mostly want to have a look around."

"Tres bien! Madame Felicia, voudrais watch the front desk while I show Rue around?"

"Of course." Lili stood up and Felicia took her seat. She wore a black bondage corset with thigh high latex boots. Her waist was clad with a thick horse cock strap-on. She walked with a strange limp that implied it was double-sided, but knowing her, it was a hell of a lot more than that. Her lewd appearance was a strange juxtaposition standing next to Rue's professional attire.

"If vous aurez follow moi." she said, leading Rue into the brothel. She explained to Rue that they had three tiers of services. Tier three, the bottom tier, was the cheapest of the lot and structured for the guy to get his rocks off with a random girl and be on his way. There was essentially no privacy expected, as guys would come, fill up a hole, and go once they were done. Shauna was the star attraction of tier three. She didn't really care about who the cocks belonged to, just as long as they were inside her.

Tier two was the bread and butter of the brothel. It was a bit more expensive than tier three, but customers had half an hour of private time with their choice of girl. Misty, Serena, Jenny and Nicole were all part of tier two.

Tier one was the most expensive by far, and the only two in this tier were Ran and Fuu, but they came together and pleasured the customer in both body and mind. Only a few could afford them, but those that did were hooked and wouldn't settle for anything less.

The rooms were sparsely decorated. The beds were standard fare, though the tier one bed was larger and softer with prettier sheets. There was also a TV in the rooms tiers two and up where customers could put on porn to help them get into the mood or otherwise inspire them. If they wanted to use sex toys, they had to bring their own, and the house had to approve of them first for the well being of the slaves.

"So... what do vous think?" Lili asked Rue as they made their way back to the lobby.

"It's just like I imagined it would be. Well done." Rue replied.

"Why thank you, Madame!"

"Is it as successful as I've heard it to be?"

"Oh, but it is! We could not have made our noveau abode without the funding from the brothel. That and the financial wizardry of our resident James."

Before she was put in the hospital, Rue, while working with James, learned that he came from a very wealthy family that had close ties with Team Rocket. How this little nugget of info slipped by her before, she didn't know. He joined Team Rocket years ago, but his talents were wasted as a lowly grunt. Yet another misstep of many by Giovanni, a story Rook was now all too familiar with.

"Is there anything else I can help vous with?" Lili asked.

"I think... I'll take you up on that sampling offer." Rue replied.

"Tres bien! This way, Madame!" Lili brought Rue back downstairs to the second floor, where tier two was. As they walked down the hallway, a floating purple Pokemon of a type Rue never saw before came floating out of the walls, giving them a passing glance before disappearing into the opposite wall. It wore what looked like a giant witch's hat and had three gemstones on its chest.

"What was that?!" Rue asked.

"That is moi Mismagius! She patrols the rooms to make sure the ladies are all treated nicely by the customers. If any of the girls are mistreated, poof! They are out on their ears!"

"Nice. I never would have thought of that." Rue said. "So which girl do you have in mind?"

"One I am sure you'll love, Madame!" she said cheerfully. "I trained her myself!"

Lili stopped in front of one of the doors, where a name bracket was bolted next to the door.

"Chloe?" Rue asked, reading the name.

"Oui oui! She is my little sister!"

"I didn't know you had a sister."

"You never asked!"

Lili opened the door. The room inside was pretty standard fare one could expect from an inexpensive hotel. Like every other room, it held a bed, a table, a few chairs, an end table and a waist high dresser with a TV on top. The drapes were closed, leaving the room quite dim. Laying at the head of the bed was the nude figure of Chloe. She looked to be no older than Jenny or Nicole. Her body was slimmer than the other girls her age, and her muscles more defined. Her medium bob brown hair was brushed neatly to frame her face.

The most distinctive part of her was the surprisingly large rack she possessed. They looked to be roughly an E cup, which almost looked grotesque on a girl her size. Fortunately, her body type complimented the overall appearance. Both nipples bore studded gold piercings, which shone out amongst her dark-chocolate colored skin.

Chloe's legs were spread apart with a hand between them, gently tracing a line

up and down her puffy pink slit. Both sides of her clit were also marked with symmetrical piercings. When she saw Lili and Rue enter the room, she

scooted up to the edge of the bed to greet them, her legs still spread apart so they had an unobstructed view of her womanhood.

"Here you go, Madame!" Lili said. "Chloe is sure to not disappoint!"

"I really like the dickgirls!" Chloe exclaimed cheerfully. She didn't have as strong an accent as her sister, but hints of it still lingered in her speech. "Are you a dickgirl, too?"

"Indeed she is! Now do your best to impress, ma cherie! Madame Rue here is my boss! Will there be anything else?"

"No, I got this." Rue said, unbuckling her belt.

"Okay, then! Have fun!" Lili closed the door behind them. Rue was almost about to slip out of her pants when Chloe slid off the bed and knelt down before her.

"Here, let me do it for you." she said. Rue nodded her head and put her hands to the side. Chloe's eyes widened as she pulled down her pants and saw the distinct bulge in her panties. "Oh wow, you have a huge cock! And it's not even hard yet!"

"Heh, think you can handle such a thing?" Rue asked.

"Of course I can! I can make you rock hard in no time at all!" To demonstrate this, after Chloe extracted Rue's dick from her panties, she stood up and pressed her breasts together so it was sandwiched in the middle. Rue didn't have her dick touched for over half a year, aside from that brief masturbation reverie she experienced yesterday, so true to Chloe's word, she was erect within seconds. Her unnatural breasts were remarkably soft. The flesh molded around her length as good as any natural pair, and Chloe massaged her cock by rolling them up and down.

"Holy shit..." Rue hissed, her legs trembling underneath her. "Where did you get these knockers?!"

"Big sis gave them to me!" she replied. "She took me to a doctor who gave me some special Miltank milk, and now I have these awesome tits! They make all the boys and dickgirls hard as fuck!"

"Really now? That's interesting..." Rue wanted to keep her mind on the moment, but her ambitious and scheming side wondered about the doctor. Were they actually a genetic engineer? She'd have to confront Lili about that later. For now, she wanted to explore every inch of this girl's body.

Rue started thrusting into Chloe's chest as she felt the heat starting to rise in her loins. She definitely missed this feeling; she could only imagine what it would be like once she buried herself in her tight little pussy. Faster than what she could remember, Rue's dick started drooling a large volume of precum, which splashed into the girl's cleavage. She pulled back a bit and rubbed her nipples over the head. More of the clear, viscous goo leaked out, and she spread it over her breasts with her hands.

"Yeah, that's right." Rue said. "Spread it all over those gorgeous tits."

After Chloe finished applying her "lotion", Rue picked her up and tossed her down on the bed. She spread the little girl's legs apart and stabbed at her pussy lips with her index and middle finger. The puffy mons swallowed up her fingers greedily. Chloe squeaked like a mouse, and her legs clamped down around Rue's hand. Her pussy made sloshing noises with each pump, and in no time at all, she was drooling her juices everywhere like a ripe peach.

"Nhh! Yeah! Please finger fuck me!" she cried out. "Get me all nice and tender for your cock!"

After stabbing her fingers into Chloe a few more times for good measure, Rue removed them and stuck them into her mouth to taste her sweet juices. She was incredibly sweet and creamy. The Miltank milk must have altered her taste; no girl would naturally taste this good!

"How does my pussy taste?" Chloe asked, wiggling her hips around on the bed.

"Delicious. You're a tasty little slut, Chloe." Rue said. She pulled off her shirt and stepped out of her shoes and stepped forward to press the enormous helmet of her cock against Chloe's pussy lips. Despite her greater girth now, she slid into the little girl very easily. Her plump mons spread far apart to take her in. The hot flesh was incredibly soft; softer than Jenny's! Rue's dick throbbed with a fresh pulse of blood.

"AH! It jumped inside of me!" Chloe squeaked.

"That's right. Now I'm going to fuck you so thoroughly, you won't be able to think of any other cock!"

"Please do!"

Eager to please, Rue slammed in the rest of her length. She managed to get all of it in before the tip rammed against Chloe's cervix. The young black girl gasped, and all the muscles in her pussy contracted at once. She took plenty of big cocks before, but this was the first time that one of them actually touched bottom. Normally she had to play with her sister's enormous toys in order to fill herself up completely. It was just as amazing as she imagined. Rue's dick was like a fireball lighting up every nerve in her love canal. Her breath was shaky, and she pinched her nipples to further spread the heat she was so addicted to throughout her body.

Rue picked Chloe up and carried her onto the bed before lowering herself over her body. Their breasts pressed together. This was a strange feeling for Rue. Up until now, she hadn't had her breasts touched, and she only saw them as an obstruction and annoyance. They got in her way when she was doing even the smallest thing, and that didn't even include the extra weight pulling her forward constantly. Now, though, just the nature of pressing them against Chloe's own set made her spine tingle in a very good way. The reaction she had was like getting her dick touched; they were like a pair of dicks on her chest.

'So this is what it feels like.' she thought as she began to thrust her meat into Chloe's sopping wet pussy. She couldn't help but continue to grind her tits into Chloe's own pair. They were tingling just like her dick was! This was legitimately awesome!

"Nhh! Yeah! I love getting fucked!" Chloe cried out. "You better not pull out! I wanna feel your cum inside me!"

"Don't worry, you'll get more cum than your little womb can carry!"

Rue picked up her pace. It was the first fuck she had in over half a year, and she wasn't going to hold back for a moment longer if she could afford it. Her motions became too wild to continue grinding their tits together, but she didn't care. If she could cum from them, it'd be a different story. They swung back and forth somewhat painfully, but all her thoughts were focused on her dick at the moment.

Something clamped down around Rue's left nipple suddenly and pulled it down. The mild tingling sensation practically exploded. Rue could feel the familiar feel of a rough tongue rolling over the nipple, though she was used to it rolling over her cock.

"FUCK!" Rue cried out, though she refused to break her pacing. Chloe was firmly attached to her breast, and to top it all off, her moans were reverberating through the sensitive, fatty tissue. "This is fucking amazing!"

"Mmnn! MMmmuummn!" Chloe's moans reached a delightful high pitch as she unexpectedly hit her climax. Her head fell back onto the bed and she squealed like a distressed pig. Her chocolate pussy clamped down all around Rue's member and tried to pull her even deeper, even though that was impossible at this point. In the corner of her eye, Rue could see the purple outline of Mismagius poking her head through the floor to check up on them for a moment before disappearing again.

Rue's balls trembled and her body tensed up. She was practically pissing her cum into Chloe; it came out not in brief spurts, but one long solid stream. Chloe simply stared up at her, hints of a smile on her face as she felt Rue's cum filling her up to the brim.

"Hauaah... it's so warm..." she whispered. After she finished cumming, Rue collapsed to the side, still keeping her dick embedded to the hilt in the little girl.

"I can say the same thing about your little cock sleeve." Rue said, grinning down at her. "This is exactly where you belong."

"Hee hee, thanks! And this is where I want to be! I really love cocks pumping my pussy full of tasty, creamy cum!"

Rue had to put her mind elsewhere in order to not spring to immediate erection again. She removed herself from Chloe's content pussy and hurried off to the bathroom to wash up before getting dressed.

Forty minutes later than initially planned, Rue and Felicia took their leave and headed back to the base. During the ride there, Rue continued to ponder about all the things that needed to be addressed. Now that her mind was on the new crew she stole from Giovanni, she wondered about Jessie, and what exactly it was that she knew that he was ready to kill her over to keep it a secret from the outside world.

When they arrived back at the base, Rue summoned Jessie to the conference room. She showed up, dressed in the standard crew's uniform. Her enormous breasts stretched out the fabric to its limits. They looked like they were about to burst out at any moment.

"You called, Rue?" she asked.

"I think it's high time you told me why Giovanni was trying to have you killed." she said. Jessie took a sigh of hesitation and slumped into one of the chairs.

"I guess... there's no harm in telling you now, based on everything that's happened recently. What I know, that Giovanni doesn't want others to find out... is the location of Mew."

"Mew? How... do you know that?"

"My mother put something in my head before she disappeared. Something that lets me know intuitively where Mew is at all times. I don't know how or why, but that information is valuable to Giovanni, and he doesn't want to risk that information to get out and risk either Mew catching onto the fact that I know, or someone else catching it before he can."

"What's so special about Mew that makes it different from the other countless species of Pokemon?"

"Well, aside from having extraordinary psychic powers, it also contains the DNA of every Pokemon that has ever existed. The creature is genetically versatile on a level that you would not believe. Giovanni wants it for his engineering project. Besides that, imagine all the extinct Pokemon that we could discover with its DNA."

"I don't have to ask why that's a bad thing in his hands." Rue thought of her modified Alakazam, which was terrifyingly powerful compared to any other Pokemon she ever encountered, or the extinct Pokemon like Kabuto or Aerodactyl that were cloned from their DNA some years ago. Giovanni may be a terrible leader, but even he could see the potential in such a Pokemon; that much was obvious, since he tried to have her killed. Speaking of which...

"So where is Mew now, and if you know where he is and he's that valuable, why haven't you told me about this sooner? Why didn't you tell him?"

"For the same reasons I can't tell you. I was ordered not to by someone much more powerful than either you or Giovanni."

"Lemme guess... Mewtwo?"

"How did... yes. He warned me not to reveal Mew's location to anyone, especially you and Giovanni. He knows what Giovanni plans to do with access to Mew's genome, and he's afraid you'll wind up doing the same."

"He's not wrong. I can think of so many applications with access to the full spectrum of Pokemon DNA, I wouldn't even know where to start."

"Exactly, and under pain of death, I am not to tell you or anyone else, no matter what."

"And if I know Mewtwo, he'll have put in place other means to keep that information hidden. Alright, then."

"Have you figured out how you're going to deal with him?"

"No. Hell, we still know nothing about this Black IX character, much less how we should defend against him. James and Meowth are still looking into it. It's a little unnerving that no assassin of any kind has made an attempt on us yet."

"What are the chances that Giovanni was just bluffing us?" Jessie asked.

"Knowing him? He doesn't make light on threats like this. I would know; I've been the guy to follow up on them in the past. Girl, whatever." Rue quickly corrected to account for her new gender. She stood up and straightened out her clothes, still trying to get used to her different body type.

"Tell James to keep me informed on this matter." she said. "Dismissed."

* * *

Dr. Martel moved to Hoenn over a year ago from Kanto. She was ready to start a new life here and opened her own private practice firm, providing care for humans and Pokemon alike along with providing special services for those who knew to ask for them. Demand was high for a doctor with her talents, and even with a small team under her wing that she trained herself, there was still a waiting list a mile long for people who were interested in a custom job.

She checked the appointment schedule today. Right at the top of the list was a woman named Rue for a "Routine checkup". That was codespeak for someone who wanted custom work done. Martel couldn't help but smile. It was all well and good to take care of illnesses, remove tumors and the occasional wart, but her real passion was seeing how people wanted to reshape themselves, and being in the position to give them exactly what she wanted.

When Martel entered the room, sitting on the hospital bed was a young woman who appeared to be in her mid to late teens, and standing next to her was an older black woman who carried herself like a bouncer, and one that Martel was very familiar with.

"You made it very difficult to find you, Dr. Martel." The young woman said. "Or should I say Dr. Julian?"

"Shit." she muttered. Ever since she left Kanto, she knew it was only a matter of time before someone discovered her old identity. Her hand swept beneath her lab coat and she pulled out a Pokeball.

"So it looks like you finally found me." she said. "How many more of you are waiting for me outside?"

"Well hello to you, too." the woman said, hopping off the bed. "A bit insulted that you don't remember me, especially because you worked on me in the past."

"It's hard to remember every face." Martel said. "Refresh my memory."

"My name's Rue. Maybe you remember me by my given name after Giovanni had you work on me, Rook."

"Ooohh, right." Martel kept a steely gaze on both of them, and kept herself angled so she could also watch the doorway. "So what now? Do you plan to take me back by force? Do you plan to kill me? I hope you know I don't plan to go peacefully."

"Neither. Turns out we're both fugitives from Team Rocket."

"Wait, you too? Being Rook, Giovanni's nephew and the heir to the Team Rocket management, that Rook?"

"Rue now, but yes."

"Okay, so I guess the genetic restructuring didn't stick?"

"I reverted, and apparently my body won't handle another restructuring."

"Sorry about that." Martel said. "The process back then was still in its infancy, but I've since mastered it." She removed her doctor's coat to reveal the red sweatshirt and black pants she wore underneath. She had a thin, but full figure, with a modest pair of C-cup breasts. "Like what you see?"

"Sorry, I can't think of anything other than what you looked like back when you were a guy."

"That's a depressingly shallow perspective." Martel pulled the stool over to her and sat down. "You know I got into genetic engineering because I wanted to be a woman? The male body is so crude, and the way a man can look is so grossly and disproportionately limited. I'm not the only one who feels this way, apparently.

"There is a large market out there for people who want to enhance themselves, but I was limited by the laws and Giovanni's narrow ambitions. He wanted me to focus on genetic augmentations for Pokemon so he could raise an invincible army to take over the League by force, and from there, the world.

"Once I perfected the practice, I performed the operation on myself, then gave myself a new name, and forged a history for Dr. Martel. One night, Dr. Julian was presumably killed in a lab accident, and in a completely unrelated incident, a Dr. Martel, a young, reserved woman no one ever heard of but with legit credentials, came to Hoenn to start up her own private practice."

"Pretty clever, except you had one potentially fatal flaw." Rue explained. "One of my girls found you and was interested in some custom work of her own. If I was still part of Team Rocket, that would have been a pretty anti-climactic end to your act of defiance."

"Yeah... just goes to show that I'll need to start researching my clients from now on."

"Actually, I have a proposition for you." Rue said. "How would you like to work for me? I could use a genetic engineer."

"I don't know. Last time I had my hands tied. What's in it for me?" Martel asked.

"There are no strings attached. You can keep your firm and do what you want. I'll pay in full for any clientele I bring to you. I'll also bring you whatever Pokemon genes you want that's within my power to get. Imagine having most of the Pokemon genetic library at your disposal." Rue grinned as she could practically see the cogs turning in Martel's head. She was probably imagining the possibility with a greater access to resources. "You like that idea, don't you?"

"Alright, you have my attention." Martel said. "What do you want in exchange?"

"In exchange, I want you to research the secret to eternal youth."

"What?! Are you serious?!" Martel exclaimed. "Do you know how long people have been trying to discover eternal youth? You can't just WILL it to happen!"

"I know, but you've made progress by leaps and bounds with genetic augmentation. How hard would it be to discover longevity from there?"

"Harder than you think." Martel stared off into space, turning the idea over in her head. "I guess if I did have a greater access to the genetic library, I might be able to find something."

"I expect you to. Just imagine the benefits, let alone the money it will bring in!"

"Well, I can't guarantee you anything, but I'll see what I can do."

* * *

Rue was starting to feel very good about herself. The addition of Martel to her crew made that four people she stole right out from under Team Rocket. It felt nice getting back in business after being out of commission for so long. At the same time, she was working on her own; instead of taking orders, she was the one calling the shots.

Rue sat on her bed, drinking some cranberry juice. She's go for wine, but she was still weak from her transformation and couldn't drink alcohol. Even if she was the leader of a powerful organization, she still had someone always watching over her for her sake.

Felicia suddenly stormed into the room, her face sterner than usual.

"Sir, we have a problem." she said.

"What's going on?" Rue asked.

"Serena has tried to escape with Shauna and some of the girls." Felicia explained. "We caught her right at the entrance, and she's in custody now, awaiting her punishment."

"Son of a bitch." Rue muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes. Even after half a year, it seems Serena's will still wasn't completely broken in. What was more surprising was the fact that she didn't try this sooner. Maybe she was banking on Rue dying in the hospital? It was a poor decision on her part, and now she was going to pay dearly for trying to defy her.

"Take me to her." she ordered, hopping off the bed and following Felicia out of the room. Felicia led Rue to the rec room, which is where she would have taken Serena anyways for her punishment. When they entered the room, Serena was on the ground beside the two crew members watching her, her hands cuffed behind her back. She was faintly glowing from stun spore powder and had the marks of tears that streamed down her face and dried up.

"Why'd you try?" Rue asked. "You knew you were going to get caught."

"Fuck you!" Serena spat back. "I'm not going to let you fuck these girls any longer! I can't believe they're already addicted to sex! Now you let them get impaled on any dick that comes their way!"

"Because they enjoy it. You do, too, if I remember correctly!"

"That's when I wasn't forced into it all the time!"

"You know, I gave you a chance to try and enjoy it on your own time, but if you're so insistent on defying me..." Rue went over to the shelf and grabbed one of the Bitch Breaker Pokeballs off its stand. "You can spend the night reconsidering your stance."

"Oh god dammit, no!" Serena begged, her eyes widening. "Please don't do that to me again!" Before she could even think of moving, the two girls pinned her down and pulled her leotard off her body. One of them had a bottle of lube at her side, and she began applying it to Serena's puffy pussy lips. She dipped her fingers in past her labia and rolled them very roughly around her insides. Serena gasped and her hips trembled, despite the paralysis. The girl was not being gentle with her, digging her fingers into her flesh and stimulating the most sensitive parts of her womanhood. Serena couldn't resist the intense pleasure, and she could feel the heat building up in her crotch. Before she could come close to cumming, however, the crew member removed her hand.

"Maybe you should have thought of that before staging a breakout." Rue said before tossing the Pokeball forward. In a flash of light, the Ninetails appeared, looking noble as ever, but with lust and ferocity in his eyes. He sniffed the air as it stepped forward, taking a look at the whimpering blonde girl before him. His large knotted beaver cleaver sprouted out of his sheathe almost instantly.

"Leave us." Rue ordered the two guards. Once they left the room, she stripped off her clothes and tossed them to the side. Serena, even though she was still paralyzed from the stun spores and her hands still cuffed behind her back, tried to back away with futile effort. Rue brought out the Houndoom of the Bitch Breakers. Both he and Ninetails looked at Rue strangely, sniffing at her as she intimidated Serena. She didn't look like Rook, but she definitely smelled like him. Their heads cocked to the side in confusion.

"Next time you think about escaping, remember what this feels like." Rue said. "I might just make you keep them company for the rest of the night, so their scent is fully absorbed into your skin." Her dick was erecting from just thinking about the punishment she was about to lay on Serena.

"S-sir, you don't have to do this. I-I'll behave from now on, I swear!" Serena begged.

"But I want to." With a slight gesture, the two Pokemon snapped out of their confusion and lunged at Serena. Her screams were quickly muffled underneath their thick coats. Houndoom pounced on her first, stabbing his dick blindly at her pussy. Rue knelt down next to them and helped guide him into her womanhood. The instant he felt his tip sink into her fleshy crevice, Houndoom vigorously slammed his hips down, burying himself in her folds in one swift motion. Serena's scream was a combination of pain and mind numbing pleasure. Her pussy lips were stretched far apart, and all the rough edges of Houndoom's dick ground against her insides. It was amazing just how he could fit that intimidating length inside her! It was so long since she was last fucked by the Bitch Breakers, she forgot how big they really were. Her hatred of Rue was interrupted by the dick pounding into her, igniting the lust that the girls built up in her as they lubed her up.

As they were trained to do, Houndoom rolled Serena around so she was on top, so Ninetails could have access to her ass. He looked at Rue again, still confused by her appearance and smell, before returning his attention to Serena. His tongue probed her ass, flicking against the tight sphincter muscle. His hot breath heated up and relaxed her ass muscles, though they still contracted in protest from the strange attention.

Rue moved around to the front and shoved her dick into Serena's open mouth. With her new girth, Rue was now nearly as thick as the Bitch Breakers' knots, but Serena still somehow managed to take her in. Rue slid in gently at first, but once she got most of her length in, she started violently face fucking the young girl.

"You better... not... fucking... use... your teeth!" she grunted with each thrust. Serena didn't plan on trying to bite down on the shaft. She knew it wouldn't mean anything in the end except keeping the Bitch Breakers stuffed in all her holes until she was completely broken, physically and mentally, and likely pregnant as a result.

The Ninetails finished lubing up Serena with his tongue, so he climbed on top of her and felt around with his dick until he found her asshole and forced himself in. Serena rarely got double teamed, and each time felt just as good as the first. Something about getting her ass plugged as well was like a set of fireworks going off in her pussy. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she let out a muffled scream through Rue's cock. A fresh river of tears streamed down her face. It was like she was in Hell, what with her lover now a slave to her own pleasure and the constant sex driving Serena past the tipping point of sanity and leaving her a quivering mess in the morning, if there was ever a morning behind these steel walls.

"You seem to enjoy it just fine, you little slut." Rue hissed as she continued to face fuck Serena, though she held back on the throttle, giving her some leeway to breathe. "Though I love feeling your orgasmic moans through my dick."

Houndoom looked up between Rue's legs as both of them continued to fuck Serena in her respective holes. From this position, he was able to get a perfect view of her slit hidden away behind her balls. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with her after he was done with Serena, but his training and instinct combined with the heat of the moment caused him to reach up and flick at her slit with his hot tongue.

"AHH!" If Rue wasn't buried half a foot in Serena's throat, she probably would have hit the roof. Houndoom licked at her pussy lips, which had gone untouched until now. It filled her with unique sensations she never felt before. It felt just as good as the pleasure in her dick, but without the dick. In fact, how was she supposed to categorize it? Whatever the case may be, she was in no position physically to discipline the Bitch Breakers. They needed to learn that even though they were trained to fuck any girl put before them, Rue was not on the menu.

Despite her initial repugnance about getting her pussy licked, Rue found herself to actually enjoy it as Houndoom continued his treatment. She saw him do the same thing to girls in the past, but he never thought about how it actually felt. Now it was all she could think about. His tongue thrust inside her folds and swirled around, stimulating muscles and nerves she never even knew she had. The pleasure was so great, she couldn't even move her hips. Now she was seriously second-guessing her self-enforced embargo on her pussy.

Rue's eyes rolled in the back of her head as she blasted the back of Serena's throat with her cum. Her soft muscles clamped down around Houndoom's tongue. She shot thick hot ropes of cum down Serena's throat and directly into her stomach.

"FU-HUUAAACK!" she gasped, then took a step back, her dick popping out of Serena's mouth. She was disoriented from her first female orgasm. Rue heard of double orgasms, even saw some of the slaves have them before, but it was always something she couldn't quite grasp as a man. There wasn't room for doubt any more. Rue was surprised that her balls didn't shrivel up into raisins because of it.

"Oohhh fucking wow..." she moaned, sitting down on the ground in front of Serena and the Bitch Breakers. "That was amazing!" Rue laid down on her back. The room was spinning around her, and the lights were a dancing kaleidoscope above her. She didn't want to be done yet, but she needed to rest for a moment before she could go again.

Houndoom wrapped his paws around Serena's back and pulled her down as he thrust up, trying to cram his knot into her tight pussy. After being fucked so many times by various-sized cocks over the past half year, it didn't take as long this time for him to pop the knot inside her, especially after her insides were all lubed up with her moisture from her orgasm.

The knot pushing into her asshole, however, was still incredibly painful. The futa girls loved to plug her pussy a lot more than her asshole, and it wasn't even designed to stretch to this degree. She grit her teeth as she was stretched to her limit. When it finally popped in, her body was wracked with a wave of pleasure so intense, it pushed her into a second orgasm. The knot pressed up against her bladder, preventing her from squirting out any of her sweet scented juices.

Slowly, as the heat built up again in the core of her loins, Serena's thorny personality was torn away and cast into the deeper pits of her mind, and out emerged a raunchy, vulgar spirit that enjoyed the abuse that was thrust upon her.

"Fuck yeah! Fuck my holes!" she cried out suddenly. "Fuck me until I'm raw and pregnant with your puppies!"

Rue looked up with surprise. She expected Serena to continue crying out in protest until she passed out. She didn't actually expect her mind to break. Of course, this would only serve Rue's interests in the end.

Serena tried to grind her hips around as best she could, but it was difficult when both of her holes were knotted. That didn't deter her, however; every movement she made rubbed the knot against her G-spot. She had barely just come down from her high and her crotch was already tingling again, ready for another climax.

Houndoom let out a deep throaty growl like a hostile junkyard dog as it shot its load inside of her. The knot swelled out before contracting and shooting a hot wad of cum into her over and over again. In her new mindless reverie, Serena enjoyed the feeling of his molten cum heating up her cervix. It blended in with the heat of her own bliss, and when Ninetails came into her asshole shortly afterwards, it sent her into another double orgasm.

Both dogs blasted their loads into her holes and then slowly removed themselves. Serena's mind was not in a comprehensible form, and she simply writhed on the ground as her mind swam in endorphins. Houndour and Ninetails looked at her briefly before turning their attentions to Rue. She was still laying on the ground, her legs spread apart. From this position, they could see her slit underneath. Their instinct took over, and they walked over to her, ready to violate her as well.

Rue was immediately aware of their presence looming over her, but it wasn't until they descended on her did she realize their intention.

"What the fu- NO!" she shouted, holding her hands out to keep Ninetails at arms length as he tried to mount her. "You are NOT going to fuck me! Stop it!"

She realized with horror that they probably didn't recognize her in her new form, and thought she was probably another girl to be fucked into submission. Rue fought through her exhaustion and stood up to get better leverage against them. As she wrestled Ninetails away, Houndoom went around from behind and tried to push her down with his sheer weight.

"God dammit! Stop it!" she shouted, wheeling around and throwing Houndoom off her back. Felicia outside overheard the commotion and charged in, ready to assist.

"Sir, do you need help?!" she asked, already going for their Pokeballs.

"No! Just restrain one!" she ordered. "They need to learn that I'm the fucking Alpha!"

"Y-yes, sir!" Felicia quickly grabbed Serena by her arms and hoisted her over her shoulder, carried her over to the other end of the room and set her down so she was out of the way. She then returned and grabbed Houndoom from behind and pulled him away from Rue. Houndoom flailed around in her grip like a fish, but Felicia was remarkably, deceptively strong, and he couldn't break free.

Rue wrestled with Ninetails, using his many tails against him by ducking and weaving behind them. She made her way over to the shelf containing the various sex toys and grabbed several large cock rings made of black leather. They almost never saw any usage, since most of the futa girls knew better than to cross Rue, otherwise they'd spend the night getting stimulated without release.

Rue turned around just in time to see the Ninetails approach her again, unrelenting in his mission to fuck her. She pretended to submit by getting down on her knees with her arms to the side. Ninetails stepped over her, thrusting his dick into her face. Rue moved her head back, the tip just inches from her dick. Quickly, she unclasped the cock ring and looped it around the girth just behind the knot before tightening it just enough that it didn't cut off the blood supply, but also so that he wouldn't be able to cum while it was in place.

Thinking that he was in her mouth, the Ninetails thrust his hips forward wildly. It made putting the second and third cock rings on him more difficult, but she managed to do it. By the time the third ring tightened around his dick, Ninetails realized something was wrong. He stepped away from her and sat down, spreading his legs apart so he could check on his dick. He could see the rings that constricted his dick, but he didn't understand their purpose.

Rue stood up and wrestled Ninetails to the ground so he was on his stomach. She pulled his many tails up and angled her dick against his tailhole. The Bitch Breakers were all meant to dominate girls, so all of their assholes were virgin and unbroken. For Ninetails, this was a very alien and ultimately humiliating experience. He knew enough to understand that the position he was in was meant for girls, not himself!

When Rue slammed her length into his back door, Ninetails let out a high pitched, distressed whine. The pain of getting plumbed in his tailhole was nothing compared to the humiliation that accompanied it. That didn't even begin to describe the discomfort building up in his monstrous cock. He felt as good as if he was drilling a tight bitch, but the pleasure it brought him was hollow and incomplete, like he could only feel the instinctual need to cum, but none of the bliss that was usually associated with it.

Houndoom stopped struggling in Felicia's grip as he watched his partner get humiliated. His dick was still hard as a rock, but he understood what was going on. That was indeed his master Rook, and even if she wasn't, she was establishing her dominance of the pack as Alpha. He could see the mortifying anguish in Ninetails' eyes, and sympathized with him as much as a dog could.

"You get it!?" Rue growled as she continued to slam her hips into the Ninetails. "You don't get to fuck me! I'm the one that fucks you!"

The Ninetails came suddenly from the merciless assault on his asshole and the head of Rue's dick rubbing against his prostate, something he never felt before. His dick throbbed violently, but not a single drop of cum came out the tip. It was much unlike a normal orgasm. His body seized up like normal, but the usual relief and euphoria didn't follow. All he experienced was increasing discomfort bordering on pain.

Rue didn't stop pounding his ass. She contracted her Kegel muscles, trying to prevent herself from cumming too soon. It wasn't as torturous as Ninetails' current situation by a mile, but she wasn't used to holding herself back like this. She just needed to endure for a few minutes longer, to really drive the point home to Ninetails.

Rue pulled herself into him until his quivering sphincter muscle was wrapped around the base of her cock. She didn't hold back any longer and shot her thick load into Ninetails. She growled like a feral beast as she did so, and reached around to unclasp the cock rings that constricted his throbbing sore dick.

Ninetails panted and whined as he shot off like a cannon. This was the first time either Felicia or Rue saw how powerful their shots were. He fired arcs of cum well over ten feet, leaving long white streaks across the floor. It was a good thing the floor was tiled, or else the stains would never wash out. Both humans were in awe at how much distance each spurt made. They could only imagine what that'd be like to slam against a girl's cervix, what it must have felt like to all the girls subjected to the Bitch Breakers.

Ninetails lay shivering on the ground after Rue removed herself from his tailhole. The abused sphincter muscle was a bright pink and gaping wide open. It was slowly shrinking with every heartbeat, trying to return to normal. Rue turned around to look at Felicia and Houndoom. The dog returned the stare with a shifty gaze, worried that he might receive the same punishment as his partner.

"Put him down." Rue ordered Felicia. She complied. "Sit." Houndoom obediently sat down before her. Gripping her girth, she held it up to his face.

"Lick it up. Clean it." Houndoom once again complied, running his tongue across the entire length. It wasn't a pleasing position to be in, but at least he wasn't getting his ass drilled. Rue surprised him, though, when she angled her dick to slide further into his mouth, and began to thrust slowly into his mouth. Because he had a snout, it was a bit awkward, since he didn't have any lips with which to wrap around her dick. He began to whine, too, afraid that he was next to get dominated.

"Stop whining!" Rue growled as she thrust a little more violently. "Or I'll give you something to whine about!"

Houndoom shut up, but his tail was as close to being between his legs as it could be from a sitting position. Rue continued to face fuck him until she was satisfied, though she didn't cum yet. She was getting strange ideas in her head that she never had before. Getting her pussy licked earlier made her eager to try new things, and her exploding lust wasn't going to stop her.

Pulling her dick out of Houndoom's mouth, she went back over to the shelf and grabbed the Pokeball containing the last Bitch Breaker. She threw it out, and out came Mightyeena. He got one look at Rue, and was about to rear back, ready to pounce when he also saw Houndoom sitting there patiently with a worried look on his face, and Ninetails slowly recuperating on the ground nearby that he realized she wasn't a bitch to be broken. He, too, sat obediently before Rue.

"Good. You understand what's going on." she said. "But now that we've established who the Alpha is here, it's time to pay tribute to your master!"

Rue got down on her hands and knees and revealed her pussy lips to the bitch breakers, while at the same time Rue focused on withdrawing her heavy sack and girthy femcock. The Mightyeena stood up and approached her, as he was the only one to not be traumatized, and moved forward with naivete unsure of how to feel about the recesding cock and balls. He knew his master could change his shape but not this... But this still wouldn't put him of from doing what he was trained for. His intimidating erection sprouted up between his legs. Rue turned around to face him as he climbed over. When his dick was at eye level, it looked all the more larger. It was actually a little unsettling for her. She could only imagine what it would look like to one of the younger and/or smaller girls.

For the first time in her life, Rue took a dick into her mouth. It was salty and smelled strongly of lust and sex, like that smell that lingered in a room after a wild session. The taste was bitter and salty, but there was something about it that she enjoyed. It made her harder as she sucked on the shaft, and she gripped her dick in her hand instinctively, jerking herself off.

Felicia watched from a distance, ready just in case Rue would need assistance. Her pussy also tingled with arousal, but she did her best to ignore it. She was a little concerned that Rue was being too cavalier about taking on the Bitch Breakers from the receiving end. Only May was able to take them on without losing her mind, and she was an exception to the rule. As long as she wasn't in any immediate danger, Felicia would let her do what she wanted.

"Uh! Don't thrust into me so aggressively, or I'll punish you!" Rue threatened as Mightyeena began to buck his hips forward into her mouth. He hesitated for a moment, and then continued, but at a much slower pace. Rue took in more of his length with every bob forward of her head, but she didn't take it in that far.

Houndoom, seeing his partner get serviced by Rue without issue, regained a little bit of his courage and walked over. He got down between Rue's legs and licked at her pussy lips again. She was remarkably more wet this time around, no doubt because of her previous orgasms and general arousal. Since she was able to actually move this time around, Rue jumped when she felt Houndoom's hot tongue probe her womanhood again. She really liked the jolt that shot up her spine as it brushed against her G-spot. If this is what a tongue felt like, she couldn't wait to get his massive throbbing meat inside her.

"Okay, big boy!" Rue said as she pulled herself away from Houndoom's mouth, her voice surprisingly flirty. "Get on your back!" she took a step back as Mightyeena laid down on the ground to briefly assess how that command came out. It must have been her new girly arousal, but she wasn't about to evaluate that at this very moment.

Rue climbed on top of Mightyeena, and guided his beaver cleaver to her slit, which had puffed out noticeably from her arousal. Taking a dick into her pussy for the first time was a strange experience. Her mind expected it to just press against her taint and make no meaningful progress, but it pushed aside her labia like Moses parting the Red Sea and inched its way into her virgin pussy.

"Nnhh!" Rue grunted, gritting her teeth as she felt the dick pushing deeper and deeper into her. She noticed that she didn't seem to have a hymen. The dick pushed against her cervix without any noticeable pain or resistance. Given what her body had been through, it was probably broken a long time ago, or maybe she just wasn't born with one.

Rue bounced herself up and down on the cock. Every push down had her ass cheeks press against Mightyeena's firm, furry balls. It was a very strange position for her to be in, but to she was actually enjoying it!

Ninetails finally recuperated from his ass plowing and circled around to behind Rue. He apprehensively mounted her, his slimy, drooling dick pushing against her asshole. Houndoom moved around to the front to present his dick to Rue. She tensed up as Ninetails' dick stretched open her virgin asshole and buried itself inside her. Her body felt a little strange now, getting both her holes stretched open for the first time. A unique surge of bliss went up her spine, and it overwhelmed her so much she nearly came. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head from the sudden and insanely new form of pleasure that was a mixture pain and pleasure.

"Uhaaaah-MMMPH!" her moan was quickly muffled by Houndoom's dick. She could taste both his cum and Serena's pussy juices on his shaft. It wasn't an offensive taste, but then at the moment, she barely had the ability or interest to think about taste.

Rue was actually getting fucked by all three Bitch Breakers! Granted, they were being a lot more gentle with her than the usual girls brought to them, but she got more than a good understanding of what it was like for them. It was an incredible feeling all over, but even though the three dogs were being gentle, Rue was still jostled around with even the slightest movements from them.

The knots of Ninetails and Mightyeena pressed against Rue's respective holes. She jumped slightly. She completely forgot about the knots. The dicks in both her nether holes were incredibly large and stretched her to her limit. There was no way the knots could fit in her, too! Regardless of what she thought, the instant the knots pressed against her holes, Ninetails and Mightyeena pushed in as hard as they could simultaneously. Rue felt like she was going to get torn in half, but miraculously, she managed to endure.

The knot in her ass was the first to pop in, and it was enough to send her over the edge. Rue's legs tensed up, and she sprayed cum all over Mightyeena's chest and even the underside of his snout. Her vaginal contractions loosened her enough to allow the second knot to pop in as well. Even before her first orgasm faded away, Rue was hit by the second. She shot even more cum all over Mightyeena, this time, though, it all came out in one solid, hot, viscous stream. It coated her chest and stomach as well.

All three dogs came almost all at the same time. Their dicks throbbed violently in all of her holes as they filled her up with their hot seed. Rue didn't get a chance to taste any of it as it poured into her stomach, but she could feel herself getting full in more ways than one. The way it felt in her womanhood was very strange. She felt full, but not in the way that she came to understand it. It would be difficult to describe to anyone who wasn't a girl.

The Bitch Breakers began pounding into her again before their dicks even stopped shooting their seed into her. Rue's eyes rolled in the back of her head. She felt like she was having a constant orgasm. Her fingers began to feel numb from the pleasure. That never actually happened before. Her legs were going numb, too, now that she thought about it.

It was at this point that Rue realized something was wrong. Very wrong. She thrashed about between the Bitch Breakers, moaning through the cock, trying to alert Felicia to her distress. Whether she saw it, Rue didn't know, for blackness quickly swallowed her up.