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Eevee for dinner I had a special dinner to plan for and needed some ingredients for a traditional meal. I went to a breeding farm and got some male eevees. I got a cheap price as I got them natural and in bulk. I purchased six newly hatched males and put all of them in a cage for the ride home. A few weeks pasts as they gained weight and I planned the meal. I finally had everything ready. I had several scalpels, a hunting knife, onions, potatoes, butter, sewing thread, breading, some store bought roles, spices, some fresh vegetables. First I weighed the eevees and they were 16 pounds as I gave them their final meal. The onions and breading were part of the stuffing. I refrigerated the onions a day or so before cutting them up. I mixed some spices and onions in the breading as I preheat the oven. I buttered the pan and soon was ready of the meat. I picked up one eevee and strapped him down as I shaved his scrotum. I had gaged and blindfolded him before I stated to castrate him and played with his penis. It came out bright red as I grinned. He was jerking as he was about to release his spunk and I cut his semantic cords and then, his knotted penis. "I am sorry." I said and petted him again. Then, I slitted his throat and hung him upside down to drain. I gutted him and did the same to the rest. I hated that part. I paid thirty-five a piece and had to clean them. I skinned them for the pelts to be sold later or I could get them tanned and make a nice set of boots. I chopped up twelve testicles and stuffed them in each penis. That was the traditional appetizer. This made my stomach churn. I had the sewing thread tie each leg so I could fit more in the oven at one time. After a few hours I had cooked them all. Ten minutes before the guests arrived. The dinner was set as I poured the wine in for all my guests. I ran out of wine and opened a new bottle as I poured it for myself. I was the host and they were my guests. The appetizer was with some fried vegetables and soy souse. The guests loved them as I was about to throw up. As they talked, I left the table and served the meal to them. I ate first as they thought I poisoned the meat. They ate quickly as I was eating slowly. Some guests started to turn green and one by one, they were dead. I was a vegetation as my six guests fell to the floor dead. I did not poison the meat or the wine. It was the soy souse laced with cyanide and strychnine in the appetizers. I won the underground business of selling stolen pokémon with one act. I was sipping my wine and took one cooked eevee and started eating. I lied about being a vegetarian but, I was a chef and was a great cook. The delicate flavoring and tender meat was delicious. I fed the leftovers that were not poisoned to my pet mightyena as a treat. I then called my minions to remove the bodies. I looked at one of my guests and he was Giovanni and laughed at him. He had never suspected this coming from an arms dealer. The deed was done and whatever happens now is not my concern as I now have control of team rocket, magma, aqua, plasma, and galactic 'or the new galactic.' Whatever the case it is your call as I am now the most powerful human in the underworld. Pokémon hunter J is nothing to me now. On second thought, I think I will keep Giovanni's persian as a pet just like my mightyena. Rule the world, Why bother at that. I can rule from behind a bunch of puppets under my control. Sometimes people need a middle man to do the dirty work that is completely deniable. This is my role and it pays very well with high connections.

The adopted daughter A vampire that was second in line to be the oldest came into a tavern. He was a rich merchant that was immune to many of the rules. He entered with saddle bags and a large chunk of gold around his neck. He was beyond rich and the village tavern would try to rip him off but he was there for information. He asked, "I am looking for Mises Mary. She is the single mother in this village?" The patrons looked at him and said, "She died two weeks ago and you are not the deadbeat father. Who are you?" The vampire said, "I am the new father. I did not spawn that little girl but, I am the closest thing to her father." "Daddy!" The girl screamed as she ran to the vampire male. He loved her and he had no family left. He was the last of his line as his mortal family. This child made him happy and he gave her nice presents every time he came to visit. He was not the blood thirsty type of vampire. He wanted to be a father and he ran an orphanage for children who had bad or dead parents. That is how he met this little girl. He fell for this child and wanted her for himself. The vampire was an espeon male and he asked the bartender, "Some hard berry juice. I know this village has weak drinks for me?" The bartender was paid at the 'regulars' price and he had some. After the drink the espeon picked up the child who was a vulpix and took her home. The orphanage was his hobby as he had a female as a front. Some that misbehaved were his meals. The vulpix was taken to down a tunnel in the back and it came to a garden with a large house. It was well furnished and her room was bigger than her hut she lived in. She noticed he had servants around and she amazed how rich he was. Her stomach growled and it was dinner time for her. She was guided by the espeon to the dinning room. She sat at a table and her food was on pewter plates and real silverware. She had no idea how to use her paws with them but the espeon did and he showed her. She had to slide her paw in a cup at the end of the utensil. She was not good at using them. A few months past and she loved her dad. He was a rich merchant and she was his princess. She was given the best education he could provide. He came back to his home one day and heard her scream, "Help!" The vampire's heart stated to beat for a moment and he ran to her room. She was with a servant; she was tied to the bed. She was in pain and looked at her adopted father. A chill went down the male's rapists' spine as he was slammed with a confusion into the wall. The servant was a totodile that was not finished. The espeon yelled at him, "She is in rut and you have no idea how hard it is to want to mate with her and not! I will rip your balls off and make you eat your shaft!" The vampire's fangs came out and drained the servant to the edge of death. The servant was helpless as the espeon untied the female vulpix. She was mad and chewed the servant's testes until they were soft and she was heating them up to an uncomfortably hot temperature. She was playing with him and bit hard. She had cooked and ripped his testicles off his body. She was crying and her adopted father held her. His servant was too weak to run. The servant was a dud now and soon felt the full anger of the father. He was a meal for weeks as his penis was cut up and served to him every day. The slices were thin as his need to pump her with his seed failed. She had a mate and was pregnant when he mated with her. Her espeon father gave her a rare firestone and she evolved into a ninetales. His 'daughter' had mated with a rich vulpix that his mother arranged the meeting. In her culture, when they mated the for the first time in estrus they were mated for life. The celebration for their planned union was big. The espeon's adopted daughter liked this male vulpix but she had second thoughts when he evolved into a ninetales. Seven hundred years was a long time. He had an inn and was not as rich as her espeon father but, it was a good life for her if she was her mate's hostess at times. The servant was too weak to fight back in the espeon's basement. It had to eat part of 'himself' or lose more blood. The last piece of his penis was given to the totodile was hoping for death. "I have plans for you so you cannot die just yet. I need stress relief so, bend over." The servant was now a new sex toy for his master for the rest of his life, too weak to fight back and, just strong enough to stay alive for years to come. He was stuck in the espeon's bedroom and chained to the wall and was used at all times of the day or night when his master did not have a female friend over. Then, he was in the basement.

Hatching a latias egg I received a call from the daycare man that my latias had laid an egg with a wild latios that had been there for months. I came to retrieve my pet pokémon and the egg. Soon I learned to regret it. I knew latios and latias were the only mortal legendaries that lived more than a hundred years. The egg was normal size and I used an incubator for eight months when the mother was busy. Then, I used a flashlight and saw an embryo inside. I told my friends at work and they chuckled when I told them how long it took. A week later I heard cracking and the hatched latios it was wet and under the heat lamp. The next day I had the hatchling with me at work to prove I had a latias. When I was coming home, team rocket was fallowing me and I went to my time share house to get away. I came home safely and my latias had a surprise for me. I now had a latios in my house. The chick was eating normally and then destroying my house. I had child proofed my house and locked all the guns and knives away. After a month the chick was actually behaving as the mother and father were there. I had to keep them a secret, even to my friends. After a month I was fed up. My house was robbed six times looking for eggs. I lost my renters insurance, my landlord was raising my rent due to all the robberies and every other day team rocket or some scientists were knocking at my door. I needed a loaded shotgun at the door. I liked the chick but the mother had eight more eggs. The only other good thing was, my boss gave me a promotion and I had to move into a new town where the breeding facility was with a pay raise.

The daily job at the pokémon center My role in the center is the doctor and that took years of training. Most of the time I have to deal with pokémon and their trainers getting in a sexual relationship. If the pokémon is male, I recommend castration but if it is female I have a different solution. The female pokémon wants to breed and we have a shelter were trainers can adopt a pokémon. They are classified in three categories. They are for battle, pets, and breeding only. Battle status are normal pokémon that are mentally healthy. They had a trainer die on them. Pets are a different issue. Some were abused in underground leagues and fear any round object over their heads. Some have just lost their minds and are put down if we cannot rehabilitate them. That job is not easy as each case is special. Some are prone to violence at a particular sound. On average, they are violent when it is meal time. In the underground leagues the winners eat and the losers starve. They tend to fear being locked up at all times as many were punished that way. Males had the slow heat method of castration and it was a punishment for failing in battle. They had to endure long periods of pain in the sanative area until they had empty scrotums. Adopting them is a challenge as their mental issues cause problems. Some need medication and others do not. Breed only is what is implied. They can be used in battle but they are fully functional and the other sex attracts most of them. If the other sex used a move that gets them like captivate or attract, it causes problems. They want to mate at that moment. Breeders like them and many are females addicted to sex. The males are generally into males or the females that are addicted. That is the issue I have to deal with. The females beg for sex and the males try to be more like females to get my attention. Most trainers think that fixing the male is too expensive. They think that they can do it themselves and save the money, however; the pokémon hates you forever and they feel it all. The center sedates the individual and local anaesthetic before the procedure. The wealthier trainers pay to have the males get a vasectomy or inserted spheres in the spermatic cords. Less semen comes out when they mate. Spaying females is not common as the trainers think they can sell the young but, which lowers the price per offspring. Only live born females are the most valuable in that aspect. They are rare as only 15 percent of all females have live birth offspring in most regions. There are exceptions where 60 to 80 percent of all females are live birth females. I had six months training in one region there. For that reason they outlaw most poké balls outright. The other is the belief that the free will is more important than strength. I have a female pet from the region. She is a luxray that is just a pet. I rescued her from a pokémon mill, and she is great for house defense. Other staff feed and clean up after the pokémon; I involuntary became the adoption specialist. That is another story for later my lunch break is over in five minutes, so do you really want to be a pokémon doctor, stay in school and not be a trainer.

Copyrights, Trademarks -Some vampire concepts belong to BBC(, Toby Whithouse, Rob Pursey, Touchpaper Television, and Eleanor Moran, for BBC Cymru Wales) -pokémon belong to Nintendo, Game Freak -Character and ideas are mine Delete341

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