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Jim frowned as he gazed at his pokedex, a message that blinked on his screen had him scratching his chin as he sat on the Vermillion City Dock with his pokemon. Renee wrestled with Gnaw over a poffin while Walt leaned against his shoulder while snoring softly. The Gardevoir's psychic power manifested strangely when he slept as small flashes in Jim's head of him eating poffins as Walt. Dust rested her muzzle across both their laps as she just watched the waves crash against the pier as the warm salty breeze cascaded over them.

“Well… This is strange." Jim said while shaking Walt's shoulder and rousing the white furred male. “Walt, it seems that I am told to report to Slateport City, Hoenn. The League wants me to appear in the Job of Breeder Specialist, I have to be there tomorrow." Jim sighed thinking of how to get across nearly two countries in a single day.

'Call Melissa. You know she could do it.' Walt pushed his thoughts to Jim with a soft crackle of his weariness evident in each thought, unlike his usual soft voiced thoughts these came out like bad reception of a television. Jim scrunched up his face in thought. Out of all his sisters Melissa was the one that he dreaded seeing the most.

“You know how she is, Walt… I really don't want to call her." Jim whined, feeling like he was back to being ten years old and not a fully licensed adult.

'I know. I also know that she is the only one with the means to make such a trip happen that would be willing to come out to Vermillion City for her dearest little brother.' Walt chuckled before giving his trainer a playful punch on the shoulder. 'You are family, and I don't think she is that bad. Just make the call and stop whining.'

Jim grumbled, “Fine but don't say anything about my job and pray that she doesn't scan me with her pokedex." He typed in a message to his sister before sending it with a frown.

'Sourpuss.' Walt chuckled as he leaned against his trainer's shoulders. 'It's your sister, everything will be ok. It's not like she is going to be all loud and dramatic like Rosa.'

The area around them seem to crackle to life as every one of his pokemon with the exception of Dust turned to notice. A tall woman with short cropped hair that drew attention to her small wire framed glasses gazed back at the group while smoothing out the wrinkles in her black business suit. She smirked at the group as a Meowstic stepped out from behind her, the small creature immediately focused on Walt with an unflinching gaze.

Walt paled for a moment before letting out a startled cry as he felt the creature probing his mind from several dozen angles. The event was over as quickly as it started. The Meowstic nodded for a moment before a private set of thoughts passed between it and it's trainer, her only response was a simple twitch of her eye brows.

“H-Hello Melissa." Jim said as he reached up to give her a hug, “I didn't expect you so soon." Jim tried to make small talk but his sister's presence was paralyzing. He could only see her like a young rattata would see an arbok just moments before it attacked.

Melissa opened her arms out in a wide smile, “Jim! It's been so long. How are you getting along? You never write to me so I only have to hear things second hand from our sisters, third hand from the league records and first hand from your pokemon's experience." Melissa said with a strained grin.

“Yeah about that…" Jim look to the side to gaze out to the splashing ocean as he thought about how to answer her, how to explain his life after becoming a breeder specialist. He grit his teeth before mustering his courage to say something to his sister, before he could even get a syllable out of his mouth she cleared her throat before affixing him with a piercing gaze.

“No need to explain, I work in the information and public relations department of the league. I know everything you've done since you've become a trainer, I know about everything you've done… Now that Xerxes gleamed all the information I wanted from Walt, I know it down to an intimate level." Melissa said with a simple shrug.

“I can explain… I-" Jim started before Melissa grabbed his collar and pulled him closer.

“Shut. Up. Now. I'm not pissed that you are a specialist nor am I upset that you have screwed two of your own team members." She pulled him close as her modest bust prevented the much shorter trainer from speaking. “I am positively livid that you didn't come to me about this. We are family. Mom might not understand, Rosanna is too young to really get over the strangeness and… Well, the less said about Samantha's current state the better."

Melissa smiled down at him and while pulling back only enough to allow him to breathe, “If you ever go this long without communicating with me again, I will make sure that every waking moment of your life will be filled with the terror of my gaze down upon you. I will monitor your every thought, Xerxes will tell me everything you think by the minute." She released him with a stern glare.

“Um…" Jim stood confused as he gasped for oxygen, the musky sunflora perfume of his sisters clothing made his head hurt. He always hated the scent because it overpowered everything back home to the point that even the food tasted like Sunflora petals.

“If you don't like them though, it reminds me of home." Melissa said in response to his thoughts.

“Stop doing that, you know I hate that. How much did the little snitch tell you?" Jim said feeling uncomfortable around his sister and her willingness to peer into others people's thoughts with her pokemon.

“I wish it was 'told' to me. I literally experienced everything from Walt's point of view; I know what happened with the miltank, I can feel his fear that you wouldn't accept him, until the sensation wears off I can literally feel the discomfort that he feels about your relationship. He constantly wonders if he should behave more like Dust or Renee, and he wonders if being your friend is making him lose his place in your heart." Melissa sniffed slightly in annoyance, “It's really sappy and a little cute honestly."

Walt let out a few annoyed cries in his elegant voice at Xerxes while the meowstic just gazed at him without reaction. Jim looked down at Walt with a heavy sigh, “Just remember you were the one who said this was a good idea." Jim thought about his sister's words and looked down to Walt. “We will talk about her words whenever you are ready." Jim finished while placing his hand on Walt's soft green hair.

“Anyway, Little Brother, you need a teleport to Hoenn? Even Xerxes isn't that powerful, but what I can do is get you to the nearest shipyard station at the border of Johto. But you are going to have to travel light so put all your lovers in a their balls." Melissa said before looking down at her pokemon as they shared their thoughts. “Xerxes wanted me to tell you that he would like you to bring him some grepa berries from Hoenn for this favor."

Jim looked down at Xerxes. He always held a suspicion that the little stoic pokemon was controlling his sister. Xerxes made him uncomfortable in ways that made his skin crawl; the little creature could kill him with a simple flick of his ears and ever since the Melissa evolved the creepy looking espurr she started to use the pokemon to blurt out everyone's business around her. As if Xerxes was reading his thoughts the pokemon gazed up at Jim before giving a knowing smirk. The single gesture caused Jim to flinch slightly.

Jim quickly placed all his pokemon in their balls with Dust being the last one, everything in his mind was screaming for him to keep his only safeguard against Xerxes out but she wouldn't be able to travel when he teleported. “I'm ready." Jim said while casting a nervous glance to Xerxes. The pokemon made no show of overt movement but Jim felt as if his insides vibrated painfully before he closed his eyes in pain.

The moment Jim's eyes opened he was standing outside of a pokemon center. He heaved a few times as he looked around for his sister and her pokemon, but there was no one around besides a few trainers and their own pokemon. His gaze swiveled to the international shipyard. From the area he could tell that he was brought all the way to Cinnabar Island. Jim quickly made his way to the train and he sighed, the ticket cost him nearly the rest of his remaining poke to get the seating and he would need to let his pokemon out.

He walked into his cabin on the train station before releasing his pokemon, he gazed at them before settling on Walt. “Gnaw, You are in charge. No purchases, I'm kinda broke. No fighting and I don't mind what you do long as you don't cause trouble. Walt and Renee, we are going out." Jim announced to his group as he walked out of the large room.

Renee and Walt walked together as Jim lead them out to the wooden deck. Several trainers and their pokemon were playing on the deck around a large pool. The center of attention was an azumarill that was making small waves for the children to play on with their wakeboards, Jim found a free lawn chair to sit down on. He patted the chairs next to him as Renee sat down on the wooden floor before Walt sat on Jim's legs while looking at him.

“I wanted to talk to you both privately… I'm a little worried to be honest. Am I a good trainer? I've been feeling like I'm neglecting all of you with my new career. We've not been battling as much so since you both are the most mature of my group, I want to ask you… How do you feel about what I do?" Renee's eyes gazed out to the sea as she rubbed her belly before chirping softly, her green reptilian eyes were fixated on Jim before she ended with a slight blush.

Walt nodded before leaning back and laughing in an almost song-like fashion. 'Renee says that she doesn't mind fighting for you, you are important to her and she would follow you to the ends of the world.' He grinned widely, 'She said that you make her feel special and she feels like she is part of a clutch, I guess that means family for her. She also said that if you need a female pokemon to practice with she wouldn't mind if you take her out for food after.'

Walt leaned back and started to float slightly above the boat as he thought to himself. 'I want to be by your side, I do enjoy battling but that's because of the thrill it gives you and it's in my blood. Remember I jumped out trying to fight you first but… I do enjoy this job you have, we've eaten better than ever. We've met all kinds of people and pokemon that really need your help, and I enjoy the feeling of pleasure that rolls off you in waves when you've successfully completed the task. I'm game for whatever makes you happy but the thing is. I can feel that, while the sex is fun for you, it's not the only thing that drives you forward.'

Jim grinned at his pokemon, “Well if that's your thoughts then I will take this more seriously instead of just using it for quick income and trying to learn the ropes."

Renee chirped a bit and Walt snickered, “Renee wants to know who was your favorite female pokemon was in the sack." Walt grinned and turn to Renee before saying a few elegant words.

Jim sighed, “Fine since it just us, I'll be blunt but this stays between us. It's a tie between buneary and miltank. The buneary was soft and sweet while we were both in strange circumstances she seem like she was the kinda female that would rock her trainer's world. The miltank was on the opposite end of that kinda line, she was large and something about her screamed motherly… Like she didn't just want to have sex with me, she wanted to take care of me and as odd as it sounds I think she wanted someone to just enjoy her company."

Walt grumbled and let out a few calls that Jim was sure was swearing while Renee gave a guttural laugh. 'I would have put all my poffins on Dust. Even when she is not around she is screwing me over.' He ran his arms through his green haired head in mock frustration while Renee gave a few pats on the gardevoir's head.

“Ha. Come on buddy, you know me. I want to be wanted by a female, so eagerness wins out over just screwing me." Jim snorted before giving Walt a friendly thump on the back of the head. “Go and play we've got a few hours before this ship makes it to Hoenn. You can go to the others and let them stretch their legs, I'm going to rest here for now."

His pokemon departed in a chorus of chirps and squeals as they headed back to the living quarters. A burly man with a green beret approached Jim with a smile before sitting near him and kicking his feet up, the man slowly turned to Jim and scanned him with his pokedex with all the subtleness of an earthquake.

“A breeder specialist?" The man smirked widely, Jim turned to him with a nod.

“Yeah." Jim said feeling the nervousness of being found with his hand in the cookie jar. “Can I help you?"

“Naa. Just happy to see such a rare class of trainer on the ship." The man remarked, “I'm a Veteran Ranger, I've got twenty years of the league work under my belt so I'm just coasting through to my retirement. I'm going to find a nice little place in Hoenn and get fat and happy."

“You are happy to see a specialist? Are you being serious?" Jim said, not used to the reaction. “You know what I do right?" He asked while turning his attention to the man.

“Yeah. Rangers aren't that picky. When you're sitting in the middle of nowhere trying to stop dangerous pokemon… well you don't skimp on the help." He chuckled before tossing out a pokeball, when the light finally coalesced into a pokemon Jim was staring at a four foot tall bat like pokemon with strange fused ears and a bright white ruff of fur that formed a collar. Jim immediately recognized the pokemon as a Noivern, the large pokemon gazed at the sky before giving an irritable chirp.

The burly man scratched at his long blond beard with a grin. “You see that big male noivern in front of us? His name is Rosco. He has been my buddy for ten years and I freaking love him. I used to pet him on the belly as a noibat, I do the same with every one of my pokemon. Now, when he evolved he was very frisky. I can't tell you how many times I would have to wash the sleeping bag, my tent and anything that had my scent on it because he would hump the things like no tomorrow." The gazed over at Jim as if expecting him to recognize his meaning, When Jim didn't respond the man chuckled.

“You must be new at the job but let me explain. Noivern are far sighted and territorial, so when a noivern want to find a mate they find a Noibat from a different colony and start to rub the area with the lowest amount of fur. This lets the young noibat learn that the noivern is interested in mating, the dominate noivern then takes the younger one from its colony and they form a pair until the noibat evolves then they mate. See my problem?" The Ranger grinned at Jim.

Jim nodded in understanding, “So your noivern got confused since you were a male and he was a male yet you did the mating gestures of his species. So what happened?" Jim was earnestly curious about the story as the noivern crawled under one of the umbrellas with another trainer's snorlax.

“That was the interesting part, I call one your people. They told me everything I told you then explained that I should just give him a good sticking. I called bullshit so I tried to confuse what I thought was a bullshitter by telling him that I wasn't sure how and I really didn't feel comfortable doing that to my loyal pokemon." He pulled out his pokedex, “For all the information these bastards have, it doesn't explain what to do in those situations."

Jim sat up to look at the man with a grin, “I've worked with a few people who were the same way."

“I bet you do. So this lanky mofo tells my pokemon to bend over and he starts to finger him. Then he just goes to town, Rosco was squealing like he does when I give him one of his favorite sour poffins. I was a little worried at first so I move to stop him, Rosco give me a look like I just took away his favorite toy before he turns to me and raises his tail just like he did with the specialist." The Ranger placed his beret over his eyes to hide his embarrassment but the blush is still on his face.

The man continues the story while choking down his embarrassment. “Now I'm on the fence as the trainer explains that Rosco sees this as if he did something wrong, so I have to do it or his friendship and affection will drop which might cause problems in the future."

Jim's eyes widen a bit imagining the strange position that the ranger was in. “So did you?" He asked in a voice so low that it seemed like he was whispering.

“Yeah… I've fucked plenty of girls up the ass so I closed my eyes and just pounded him in the ass fast as I could. I'm not going to say that it didn't feel good but his tail kept poking me in the nose." The ranger snickered, “When it was over the Rosco placed his head against mine before sending soft vibrations from his ears. Something I had never seen him do, the specialist explained that for noibats and noiverns this was the ultimate symbol of connection. In that position another noivern can damage the ears of the other one rendering them blind during hunts and unable to communicate properly."

“Wow. I'm glad to hear that so everything worked out?" Jim asked hopefully.

“Yeah. Noivern are seasonal so every summer I have to do basically take care of his needs, but the trade off is that I don't have to worry about him making stains all over my stuff or becoming aggressive to any females I meet. Oh… I'm Jackson by the way." Jackson grinned.

“I'm Jim. I've been doing this for a few months between hunting for badges and traveling." He said with a grin. “Normally people show up to want to beat me up because they think I am doing something wrong to pokemon."

“Eh. Fuck those people. My buddy out in Sinnoh says that specialists aren't even looked at funny. While the job started out in Johto league officially, those folks in Sinnoh have been doing it for years. According to their legends people and pokemon were bumping uglies long before the leagues existed. Hell if my buddy isn't bullshitting me then Celestic City has a festival that ends in a pseudo-marriage to your pokemon." As Jackson spoke Renee returned with Walt in her arms, the psychic pokemon was sleeping soundly with small bits of poffin glaze on his face.

Jackson grinned as if he learned a dirty secret, “My bet is that your porking the big one. I know you specialists usually have a favorite in your group."

“Nothing like that, Renee is the newest member of my team and I don't see her like that." Jim chuckled but decided that he should leave before the guessing hit it's mark. “It's been a pleasure talking to you Jackson but I am going to check on the rest of my team." Jim said while getting off of the chair and taking Walt out of Renee's talons.

The rest of the cruise was uneventful but the cruise made it to Hoenn in only six hours. He departed with his pokemon in their balls, he checked into a hotel before leaving his pokemon in the room. He checked his account on the pokedex with a sigh. 300 poke was all he had to his name. He searched for the address of the meetup location and when he arrived he stood in front of the Pokemon Fan Club which was still open even at this late hour. Jim opened the door before stepping inside, a bell chimed as he entered.

A woman dressed as in a delcatty patterned hoodie waved at him, “Hello welcome to the pokemon fan club, I'm Vanessa, what can I do for you?" She said with a bright smile.

“Um I'm a little early but I was told to come here by the league as a breeder specialist." He said waiting for her reaction, she looked him up and down slowly.

“Are you Jim from Kanto?" She asked curiously as she approached him, around her there was dozens of pictures of delcatty lining the walls. A pile of delcatty plush toy were in the corner, Jim eyes widen as one of the toy turned to him before letting out a playful meow. In the pile of toys was a real delcatty that seem content to watch him from the pile.

“Yes that is me." Jim said as he tore his focus from the cute looking delcatty back to the pokemon fan.

“Oh! Great, the test starts pretty much as soon as you go down stairs. If you, uh, have a moment, I have a question?" Vanessa looked a little nervous.

“Sure." Jim said wondering about her suddenly flustered behavior.

“Since you deal with pokemon in an… Ahem… Intimate matter, I'm curious do you think a liepard could be attracted to humans?" Vanessa asked in a hushed whisper.

Jim nodded, “It's possible. Each pokemon has their own personality." He answered while unconsciously bringing his own voice low enough to match hers.

“O-Oh, Ok. I was just asking because, um, a friend of mines has a liepard and she doesn't have a boyfriend so I wasn't sure if she was um… like you." Vanessa said, “Not that there is anything wrong with that but she really likes feline pokemon. Her liepard seems really attached to her."

Jim nodded but he had a sneaking suspicion that this friend didn't exist and she was asking for her own sake. “So it's ok if I head down stairs?"

“Sure um, can we keep this question between us, I don't want my friend's business to be public information." Vanessa whispered before walking over to a small trap door and lifting the hatch. The sound of glasses clanging and soft talking reached his ears as he started to walk down into the basement.

Jim was shocked at what he saw: there was a muscular man in a karate gi having a wrestling match with a machop on a boxing ring. It was obvious that the machop was going easy on him but they still seem to be having a fierce match. There was a table at the other end of room with expensive looking food that a waiter-class trainer and his unfezant were eating at. Above them an ariados hung from a spider web while eating a meat filled poffin. The room was half painted white while the other half was painted red with a black line that separated the room.

Once Jim made it down the stairs every trainer in the room raised their pokedexes to scan him. There was a pause as they stared at Jim.

“Um… I'm here for the meeting."

The room broke out in laughter as Jim looked around confused, most of the trainer when back to what they were doing. A large woman in a leather jacket with spike gloves approached Jim. She was heavily muscular, and the swagger she held with each step made him more nervous as she got closer.

“Well you're the new kid. Let me explain how things go since you only just got started. What you are seeing is how our meetings normally are; everyone here is a breeder specialist like you. But, here is the trick, we dress like other trainer classes stereotypes because it makes it less likely that we will get scanned while we are out and about." She chuckled, “I'm Reyna, The local ombudsman for Slateport City Specialist Breeders. Some of us were other classes but got a little too friendly and the league changed our status; or like you we just had a few exceptional experiences then we got the job."

The man and his machop leaned on the ropes of the ring over the pair, “I gotta admit I'm a little shocked at how fast you figured out the skiddo's body. You are a natural." The man comment with a thumbs up.

Jim paled at the mention of Ricca. “How do you know about that?"

Reyna and the man exchanged glances before bursting out in a loud laughter, “He doesn't know."

“He doesn't have a clue! You should show him, Rey."

Reyna opened up a newer Hoenn style pokedex which opened like a clam shell. She pressed a few buttons to turn her volume up to max, “Skiddo, the mount pokemon; Thought to be one of the first Pokémon to live in harmony with humans, it has a placid disposition." Jim didn't see anything out of the ordinary with the entry till she turned the pokedex screen toward him. There was a small section with that had the words 'breeder specialist reference guide.' Once Reyna pressed the link Jim saw a video of himself mating with Ricca.

“Oh you have got to be shitting me. Is Elm trying to get me murdered?!" Jim hissed.

“Don't sweat it, only other specialists can see it and within a few months who ever the newest breeder is will take the same test and then his or her video will be there instead. At least yours wasn't as bad as mine." Reyna commented before looking at the video, “Seriously though, you have a nice little butt on you."

“Can we just get to the test before I die of embarrassment?" Jim said while covering his face. “It's like the world is watching me become something I didn't sign up for. I'm never going to have another human girl, am I?"

“Oh, quit being so melodramatic. I'm married. Clint… that the guy over there with the unfezant, he has a girlfriend that he has been going steady with for a two years." She look at the man in the ring, “Koichi, how your love life?"

Koichi chuckled, “I have a machop, a riolu and a blissey. I'm content with my pokemon and even if I wasn't I'm to tired to go for anyone else." To make his point he slapped the machop on the her muscular butt, she gave a soft cry before dropping to the ring to start doing push-ups.

“See! You have to ease up. If you want to be serious about things go to the Kanto Fan Club. They have a stick so far up their ass I think they shit sudowoodo." Reyna smiled before patting Jim on the shoulder, “But seriously, we do have a job to do but this is more of a celebration. We don't get members as much as the bug catchers or the hikers, so we try to make sure of anyone who pops up. Kanto wanted you but someone in the league changed your paperwork so that you were sent here instead, so instead of having a long tea party while going over the long and boring history of the job..."

“So all of this is for me?" Jim asked.

“Yep. We got a bunch of fancy Kanto food, we gathered everyone who could get here quickly to welcome you, and best off, instead of the Kanto test which is a thirty page written exam on the best way of maximizing affection while lowering frustration, we have a more hands-on test. Just let me know when you are ready." Reyna said with a large grin on her face.

“I'm ready now." Jim said while looked into Reyna's brown eyes, he grinned in confidence. “If it's anything like Ricca, this won't be hard."

“Tch, I like your guts! Put on the these and get in the ring." She passed him some sparring gear. “I don't want to have to roll you to the hospital if you screw up."

Jim nodded and placed the gear on, he wondered what sort of pokemon that he need the gear for. Once he was finished he quickly walked into the ring with a grin on his face, he slammed his gloves together and waited for a challenger.

The Goodra in the corner stood up and moved lethargically as she stepped into the room-- stepped wouldn't be the right word, Jim thought as she pretty much just slid under the lower ropes. She walked to Jim before using her long horns to tap his gloves, before sitting down with a loud sigh.

Reyna stepped close to the ring. “This goodra had a shit trainer, completely unaffectionate, didn't like getting slime on him but wanted a powerful pokemon. After one too many hugs he just tossed her in the wonder trade system and she has been going from trainer to trainer before getting picked up by the league for our test. She sits at 150 on the friendship scale but at zero on the affection scale. With the last trainer to have her she refuses to even put effort into battling so have at her, champ."

Jim stepped close to the Goodra, “Hey girl…" He said with a smile as he looked her in the eyes, while she was sitting she was just tall enough that he could look her in the eyes instead of being dwarfed by her size. “So I heard about your trainer, though break. I'm Jim and I'm hoping to help you through this." He said with smile on his face, he vaguely remember that goodra's were very affectionate.

The Goodra looked at him and started to quickly try to wipe off her slime, she gurgled uncomfortable in what Jim interpreted as an apology. She looked over the ring with an expression of pure horror, she started whip her horns around trying to clean up the mess but only succeeded in spreading the slime over the white ring. She leaned back and let out an low long wail as she her breathing became ragged, Jim approached her as she started to raise her hands to her eyes as she wailed miserably.

“It's ok. I don't mind the slime." Jim said as he started to approach her. He placed a hand on her back and her movement was so sudden that Jim almost didn't realize what happened, except that he was on his back and his head rang slightly. A small bit of slime dripped from the side of his head guard. He slowly got back up as she used her horns to grab a towel to attempt to clean the Jim's head. She was still crying and even her tears were thick like syrup.

She moved close and Jim swallowed his fear of what he was about to do next. As she started to gently dab the towel on his face, Jim crouched down slightly before throwing his entire weight into the goodra. The shock of the strike and the slime on the floor caused the both of them to tumble to the ground. Jim landed on the slippery pokemon before latching on to her long neck.

The goodra panicked at the sudden grab, her horns lashed out randomly as she struggled to get him off. She started to wail even louder as her flailing hit the mat so hard that it rocked the ring, the steel frame squealed in protest as the trainers around Jim started to release their fairy type pokemon.

“No! I got this." Jim yelled at the other trainers before trying to hang on to the goodra who was struggling to peel him off with her arms. Jim was a moderately strong human but the goodra managed to pry him off of her body and hold him up in the air. Jim braced himself to another hit but the goodra didn't attack, she just held him up by his chest as he dripped slime on her.

Jim turned to Reyna while being held in the air, “Hey what's her name?" He asked as the goodra slowly dropped him to the side.

“Her name is Ellissa but everyone here just calls her Ellie." Reyna responded.

Jim gazed at her from the floor. “Ellie… Look at me." Ellie turned to him while sobbing softly. He took off his gloves, removed his shin guards but kept his head gear on. He removed his pants and shirt before tossing them out of the ring, he smiled at her before falling on his hands and knees and rolling in the slime trails.

Ellissa stepped closer with curiously, she wiped her eyes of the thick tears before giving a confused gurgle at the human rolling around on the ring. Ellissa hovered over him while trying to see what he was doing with her slime.

Jim watched as her horns hovered over him with a towel held in them. He grinned at her confusion while she tried to be friendly and helpful even after he just tried to hang on the female as tightly as possible. He reached up and touched her horn before rubbing it against his face to put more of the slime on his body. He looked up at her with a grin, “Can I have a little more slime? My belly is getting cold." He said while curling his finger toward the goodra in a playful manner.

Ellie rubbed a little more slime on the mat in front of Jim. She wasn't sure if he was serious or being mean. She watched as the trainer simply crawled over to the thin layer of slime and rubbed his belly across it. Ellie tentatively reached down with her horn before quickly rubbing his chest with her horns.

The warmth of the fresh slime felt good to Jim. Honestly with all the lubricant he bought as a trainer, a single goodra would cut his expenses down drastically. It was sticky on his skin but it reminded him him of lotion instead of spider webs, or the poisonous slime of a muk. He leaned close to Ellie's horn before giving it a lick, the taste was strange almost like a roseli berry. Jim noted that even the liquid has a smell that was faintly of roseli berries as well, he looked to the table of off at the far wall and noticed that there was a plate of roseli berries that had some slime dripping off the edge.

Ellie backed up from the sudden lick as if she had been struck. She rubbed her hands together as her horns moved to match the gesture. She was blushing as the she looked away, she wasn't sure what to make of the weird human that wanted to touch her and lick her. He was weird and he didn't seem to mind her slime, but she wasn't sure so she just spread her arms wide in a hugging gesture.

Jim slowly got up as he peeled himself out of the drying slime, his boxers clung to him uncomfortably from the sticky goop. He opened his arms before walking into her, while the goop on him was cool the fresh layer on Ellissa was as warm as her higher than human body temperature. Jim nuzzled his head against her warm stick body for the heat.

Ellie wrapped her arms around the trainer in a warm embrace, she craned her long neck down to gently lap at the trainer's ear with long slime trail. She started to rub on Jim's back with her arm as he affectionately returned the gesture, he grinned up at her with a smile as slime dripped off of his chin. “Do you feel better Ellie?" He said as he reached up before allowing his hand to trail along you slime covered snout.

“You're a beautiful girl, Ellie. Don't let one bad experience keep you from having a good life with a trainer. Whoever owned you before didn't understand how to deal with the slime. Hell, if I had a lovely lady like you I would make sure to keep you happy and comforted." Jim said before breaking off the hug, he placed a hand on Ellie's stomach. “Do you think you could do me a favor and give humans another shot?"

Ellie slowly nodded before giving Jim another lick on his cheek she slowly started to sway cutely in front of him. “Would you like to get something to e-" His words were drowned out by the sudden roar of the crowd around him as they cheered his work.

Reyna clapped her hand before leaning into the ring, “Good job kid, I was expecting you to get busted up. How were you feeling after that nasty tumble?" She asked as Jim climbed out of the ring, he just gave her a thumbs up as he walked over to the plate and popped one of small dough-nut holes into his mouth.

“Well you passed the test, you are definitely one of us, so you are welcome here and you are officially registered as a beginner level breeder specialist. The league will be notified of your advancement and you will be allowed to do more work for corporations like Sliph." Reyna said before giving Jim a slap on the back that left her hand sticky.

Ellissa was currently roaming around the basement gently touching the various humans and pokemon as if she was unsure if the others would react negatively to her. She was currently slathering up a blissey with her horns as the chubby pokemon just giggled before sharing food with her. Ellie was smiling the entire time as she bounced from person to pokemon with hugs and snuggles.

“So what happens to her now?" Jim asked curiously.

“Well normally she would go back into the wonder trade system but I'm probably going to have her stay as an assistant here. She seems to be friendly enough but while you did a good job she probably is going to need more positive reinforcement." Reyna said with a grin.

“Good to hear, I'm sticky and I need a bath." Jim said with grin watching the goodra from across the room.

“Oh that's right." She head up her pokedex which gave a soft ping as if they had just finished a match. “I almost forgot to pay you for the completion of your duties. Don't worry it's all league money so I'm not losing anything from it."

Jim looked at his pokedex and his eyes widened, “That's thirty thousand poke-- that's like three gym battles!" He said. He was used to being well paid by the specialist organization but he didn't expect to get paid for a test.

“Yep. League pays pretty damn well for a job they rather not talk about in polite conversation." Reyna said simply, “Go back to your hotel and wash off. This will be going on for the rest of the day if you feel like coming back."

Jim nodded and grabbed his clothing before heading up the stairs, his body felt like lead and even if he didn't want to admit it to the others, his head still hurt from the light slap that Ellie gave him. As he climbed the stairs, he noticed that Vanessa was still sitting at her table. She looked up at the nearly nude trainer who was covered in the slime, she chuckled at him.

“So you had sex with the goodra downstairs?" Vanessa said curiously.

“No, I just hugged her and let her know that everything was going to be ok." Jim admitted with a tired grin as he left the center. He walked through Slateport as the sound of pokedexes around him let him know that several trainers were scanning him, he could hear muttered curses and some mocking laughs but his mind was clear as he thought back to the smile of the goodra as she relaxed.

Jim managed to make it to his hotel. His movements were sluggish and leadened as he collapsed on the mattress. His houndoom was currently staring out the window and barking at passing trainers. Walt and Gnaw were watching a movie on the small television, Renee turned from the bed and looked up and down at Jim next to her.

Renee rubbed a talon on Jim's slick body, she turned to Walt before making a few chirrups. Walt glowed a bit before Jim was lifted off the mattress before slowly hovering to the hotels tub. Walt turned the shower on him. Jim couldn't even be bothered to react to the cold water before Renee walked in and rubbed her arm fin on him with slow raking motions to remove the slime. Once she was satisfied she turned off the water with a little bit of difficulty, she slowly opened her mouth before shooting out a gout of sand over his body.

Jim grunted as he was covered in sand. Renee gently used her talons to roll him over in the sand to dry him off, and once she was satisfied she pulled him out of the sandy tub by hooking her talons under his arms. She was surprisingly gentle as she carried him to the bed and laid him down before joining him on the mattress. She rolled him on top of her before folding her arms around him.

Jim could feel her rough sandpaper-like skin against his own soft skin. He reached up and wrapped his hands around the back of her neck and rested his head under her chin, where he gave her a small kiss, “Thank's Renee… Remind me to give you a few dozen pokeblocks in the morning." Jim said sleepily before nuzzling against her chin and passing out.