Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: Red's Moemon Adventure Part 006
Part: Chapter 006
Author: Moe Overload
Keywords: mf, ff, teen, first, tent
Summary: Three teens set out an adventure catch every Pokemon, but all
of the Pokemon are cute girls.

   Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, I'm not making a profit off of this. 
Besides, these are moemon, not Pokemon.  The characters belong to Game
Freak and Nintendo, the story belongs to me.  If you run a collection on
asstr.org (or are mirrored on asstr.org), feel free to post a copy of this
on your collection, but do send me a courtesy email at
moemon.overload@gmail.com.  If you want a copy of this on your site, but
you don't meet the above criteria, send me an email, and I'll most likely
grant you permission.

   Author's Note: If you would like a visual of the moemon, take a look
here, warning 5MB
/files/Authors/Moe_Overload/The%20Characters.jpg Note,
the previous picture is only a guide, I have added some variety to their
appearances.

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   Red released his recently captured and even more recently healed mankey.

   She took a few moments to adjust herself to the fact that she was now in
Red's room in the moecenter.  Upon realizing where she wasn't, the mankey
ran towards Red, wildly swinging her fists and yelling, "You stole me from
my home!" The compulsion against moemon hurting their owners forced her to
stop a short distance from Red, but she continued swinging her fists with
less and less control until she started wind milling.

   Red sat down on the bed and laughed at the sight of his beige
onesie-clad moemon furiously punching the air between them.  He was
grateful that moemon couldn't attack their masters because Red didn't think
he would have been able to defend himself while laughing so hard. 
Fortunately, the mankey soon exhausted herself from flailing her arms and
collapsed on the ground to catch her breath.

   "If you want me to, I could release you back where I caught you." Red
offered half-heartedly once he stopped laughing.

   "No!" the mankey yelled, snapping her head off the ground to look
straight at Red upon realizing what being released would mean.

   "No?" Red inquired, "But you were so upset that I caught you."

   "I changed my mind." she huffed.  "Now give me a name already."

   "Jeez.  So impatient." Red teased.  Not acknowledging her death glare,
he continued, "You look like a 'Domonique.' Does that sound good?"

   "I guess it's OK." Domonique responded as nonchalantly as she could
considering that her entire body had just gone to overdrive to get her
ready for the sex that was inevitably soon to follow.

   Red noticed a wet spot growing rapidly on the crotch area of Domonique's
beige onesie and decided to tease her about it, "Is getting a name enough
to get you wet?"

   "Shut up!" Domonique yelled, blushing furiously.  Then she rested her
head against the floor and mumbled, "It happens naturally."

   With confidence from having already done this twice before on the same
day, Red ordered his mankey to strip.

   Reinvigorated by her desire for sex, Domonique jumped up and started
unsnapping her onesie.  She kicked off her brown slippers and stepped out
of the pajamas revealing her toned body and the fact that her boobs were
wrapped in a breast binding.

   "Strike a pose for me." Red jokingly ordered.

   Domonique stared at him wide-eyed for a few seconds.  She considered
refusing, but the lingering promise of sex quickly banished that thought
from her mind.  Instead, she awkwardly and uncertainly struck a poor
imitation of a body-builder's pose.  Although her body was well toned, she
didn't have any muscle definition to speak of.

   Red was surprised that Domonique didn't offer more resistance to his
command, and decided to play along for a while.  "No, no, no." he
criticized, "you need some posing oil.  Come here."

   Domonique was thoroughly confused as to what her master's intentions
were, but the implied promise of sex sealed her obedience and she walked up
to Red as ordered.

   "Spread your legs a little," Red ordered.  When Domonique complied, Red
ran his hand up his moemon's leg starting at her knee.  Just above
mid-thigh, Red's hand reached the farthest extent of his mankey's copious
lubrication.  Red kept moving his hand along his moemon's leg, scooping up
as much of her juices as he could along the way.  He rubbed his wet hand
against Domonique's belly and spread some of her plentiful juice.  When he
dried his hand on Domonique's belly, he went back to Domonique's honey pot
and gently teased her virginal folds until his hand was soaked again.

   This time Red started at his moemon's belly button and slowly rubbed in
an outward spiral.  When Domonique's stomach was completely wet, Red
started rubbing his mankey's taut belly harder and in vertical fashion. 
With the added pressure, Red could feel the space between Domonique's
abdominal muscles.  Domonique's abs weren't defined enough to be visible,
but surprisingly firm.  Red decided to check if his moemon had more muscles
like this.

   Red had only confirmed that Domonique's biceps were similarly hard but
not well defined when she moaned, "Will you hurry up and fuck me?"

   Red laughed at his moemon's enthusiasm for sex.  "OK, but first I need
to take that wrap off your breasts."

   In the blink of an eye, Domonique pulled out the clasp that was securing
her breast wrap.  Without the clasp holding it in place, the bandage
started unraveling itself.  As the bandage fell into a pile around
Domonique, the mankey started grinning.  When the last few loops of the
bandage fell to the ground, the moemon called out, "I'm ready for your
cock, master."

   Red was about to throw himself at his platinum-haired fighting-type
moemon and her pointy breasts when he remembered that her belly was still
wet.  "Put your hands behind your head, spread your legs, and don't move
until I say you can." Red ordered as he began stripping.  While bending
over, he saw the glare from the window moving across his moemon's stomach.
Covering her belly with her own secretions didn't help bring out any muscle
definition, but it did make his mankey shine.

   Naked, Red considered giving his moemon the release she so desperately
wanted, but he had already cum twice that day and he wasn't in as much of a
rush as he was the first two times.  Instead he took a few moments to gaze
at Domonique's perky breasts and nipples.  Like everything else about her,
the mankey's boobs seemed firm.  Her two cone-like breasts were larger than
Kaity's small round boobies, let alone Kenna's mosquito bites, yet managed
to point straight out, seemingly defying gravity, and were topped with big
puffy nipples.  However, when Red went to play with them, he found
Domonique's pointy tits to be quite soft and yielding.  "How to they stay
pointing out like that?" Red quietly wondered.

   When Red gently rolled her nipples, Domonique started fidgeting her hips
reflexively.  "I NEED you in me." she moaned through clenched teeth.

   His teasing had been intended in good nature, but it seemed like his
mankey had built up so much desire she was in pain.  Red had mercy on his
moemon.  In one swift movement, he picked up his mankey and started kissing
her fiercely, remembering to tilt his head slightly to avoid a nose-on-nose
impact.

   Naked and lip-locked, Red carried Domonique to the bed.  While climbing
on top of her, Red remembered that Domonique was still under orders to keep
her hands behind her head.  "You can put your hands down," Red allowed.

   With the freedom to use her hands, Domonique grabbed Red with her arms
and legs and pulled him down as hard as she could in hopes of having her
master's dick enter her.  Unfortunately, Red wasn't lined up when she did
this and he missed his mark.

   /Not my fault this time./ Red thought to himself before ordering his
mankey to hold still.  He tested his command by pinching both of his
moemon's puffy nipples and gently tugging on them until her breasts were
cone-like again.  Satisfied that Domonique didn't do anything except
whimper in what may have been pleasure or pain, he lined his cock up with
Domonique's sopping wet quim and thrust.  In a single stroke, he broke
through his mankey's relatively sturdy hymen and embedded half of his cock
in her leaking vagina.

   Domonique's vaginal walls spasmed around Red's cock and she screamed in
ecstasy.  Both the spasms and the scream quickly tapered off as the
moemon's brain shut down to rewire itself.

   When the spasms completely died down, Red started gently stroking into
Domonique's pussy.  He wondered if he could make Domonique wake up to a
thundering orgasm like Kaity did.  Gently plumbing her depths, Red
discovered that Domonique's vaginal canal was only an inch or so shorter
than his cock.  He remembered reading that the vagina can get longer if
enough pressure is applied.  Red switched to slow, forceful strokes,
bottoming out on each down stroke and hopefully extending his moemon's
vagina.

   During an upstroke, Red realized that he had left Leaf alone with Daisy.
"Fuck." he swore at the apex of his stroke and unintentionally slammed into
Domonique on the next down stroke.  "Fuck!" he swore again when the head of
his penis painfully impacted his moemon's cervix.  Red rolled off of
Domonique and waited for his dick to stop hurting.

   When the pain mostly went away, Red permitted himself to look at his
slowly deflating erection.  "Oh crap." he swore when he saw that it was
covered in blood.  He pulled himself out of bed and grabbed the nearest
fabric that wasn't scratchy like the linens on the moecenter's bed,
Domonique's breast wrap.  Red used the bandage-like wrap to wipe his
now-limp dick of blood and lubrication so he could figure out the extent of
the damage.

   Red's quick inspection revealed that he was OK, the blood was from
Domonique's hymen.  Unusually strong while it was intact, it was
correspondingly bloody once broken.  Relieved that he was OK, Red wiped the
rest of his moemon's lubrication from his crotch and got dressed.  He
recalled Domonique to her moeball, gathered his stuff, and left, hoping to
prevent Leaf from winning the race for Daisy's heart.

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   "Wanna see something strange?" Daisy asked her companion, near the south
end of Viridian City.

   "Sure." Leaf answered.

   "Great, follow me." Daisy quickly stepped off of the safe path at the
north end of Route 01 and entered the tall grass.  Once there, she started
flattening some grass.

   "What do you want me to do?" Leaf inquired.

   "Nothing yet," Daisy responded, "just send Rachel out to protect me.  I
don't want to interrupt Sora's scan."

   Leaf released her pidgey and followed Daisy as she started making a
circle of flattened grass.  "That reminds me, didn't you say that you
needed to make a pact before scanning a moemon in the moedex?"

   "I did." Daisy replied, anticipating the course of the conversation and
fervently trying to come up with a cover story.

   "When did you have time to make a pact with Sora?"

   Daisy was grateful that Leaf was behind her and couldn't see her face
flush in embarrassment.  "You just need to break the moemon's hymen to make
the pact." Daisy said, settling on a half-truth, "I had some time earlier
to quickly break Sora's hymen." /Did I really just say that?/ Daisy asked
herself.  /Could I make myself look like any more of a frigid bitch?/

   "That's not true." Leaf said.

   "What?" Daisy asked, tearing herself out of her self-chastisement.

   "You don't have to break their hymen to make the pact.  I only prodded
Uma's hymen with my tongue before she passed out."

   "Oh, that works too." Daisy conceded, "I just meant the simplest way."
/Stop digging deeper!/ she mentally yelled.

   Leaf brooded on Daisy's words, remembering Red's words from the day
before, 'How do you know she's interested in girls...  How do we know she's
interested at all.' /We don't./ she silently repeated.

   Daisy continued flattening the grass underfoot, making a trail just a
little wider than she was.  She was isolating a roughly circular patch of
the tall grass, about one meter in radius.  Daisy had almost closed the
loop when a purple form darted past her.  Startled, she lost her balance
and fell to the ground.  "Moemon!" she called out for Leaf's benefit.

   The wild rattata had already reached Leaf and Rachel before Daisy
shouted her warning.  Instinctively, the shy pidgey moved away from her
mistress to prevent her from getting hurt by any stray attacks.

   While the wild rattata slowed down to adjust her charge, Leaf ordered
Rachel to tackle her opponent.  However, the rattata still managed to
attack before Leaf's pidgey.  She ran past Rachel and, with a flick of her
head, slapped the pidgey with her purple ponytail.

   Rachel ignored the mild annoyance and ran after the rattata, tackling
her when she stopped to turn around for her next attack.  The attack
knocked the purple-clad rattata face first into the ground, while Rachel
merely stumbled forward a few steps and succeeded in not joining the wild
moemon.

   "Tackle her again!" Leaf ordered.

   The wild rattata quickly jumped to her feet, ignoring her bloody nose
and dirt-smeared face.  She ran up to Leaf's pidgey and with a half-twirl,
smacked Rachel with her purple ponytail and ran away.

   Rachel gave chase as best she could, but she didn't reach the faster
moemon until she turned around for another pass just past Leaf, at which
point Leaf's pidgey slammed into the wild rattata face first.  The wild
moemon fell backwards, and Rachel fell on top of her.  Rachel's brown dress
flipped upward, giving Leaf a nice view of her white cotton panties
underneath her pantyhose.

   Leaf was awed by the cute and sexy sight before her.  Rachel's tiny
breast buds were pressing against the wild rattata's small breasts and her
thigh was rubbing against the rattata's mound.  Leaf barely suppressed a
squeal of joy when the wild rattata quickly kissed Rachel on the lips. 
"Tackle again," Leaf ordered, forcing herself to focus on the battle
instead of how cute the two moemon looked in their suggestive position.

   After the quick peck, the rattata grabbed Rachel by her tiny titties,
happily copping a feel while pushing her off so she could get up.

   Leaf's pidgey planted one hand on the ground and flapped with her other
arm.  Like this, she was able to harness her momentum and stand up quickly.
Unfortunately, she stood up straight into another one of the rattata's tail
whips.  Temporarily blinded by the rattata's purple hair, Rachel charged at
the last place she saw the rattata.  She hit her target as intended, and
stumbled through the shower of yellow sparkles, all that was left of the
wild rattata.

   While Leaf and Rachel battled the wild pidgey, Daisy finished isolating
the patch of grass.  "Have you ever seen a moemon nest?" Daisy asked.

   "No." Leaf answered, while absent-mindedly stroking Rachel's hair.

   "See if there are any moemon in that patch of grass." Daisy ordered with
a smirk.  "I'll make sure that no moemon are entering from outside.

   In the grass Leaf encountered another rattata and a pidgey.  Although
this rattata used a damaging move, namely tackle, in addition to the
stat-lowering tail whip, and the pidgey exclusively tried tackling her,
Rachel defeated both moemon with ease, and in only two tackles each,
instead of three.

   After the battles, Leaf quickly examined her pidgey.  Although Rachel's
ever fragile pantyhose were torn to shreds and her brown dress's right
poofy shoulder was torn, she wasn't hurt too badly.  She had a few scrapes,
a gash on her right shoulder, and, hidden under her dress, a bruise on her
chest that appeared unnaturally soon after being tackled.

   "So, there's a nest here, right?" Daisy asked, with her hands clasped in
front of her.

   "I guess so." Leaf answered.  "Are you sure they didn't show up from
outside?"

   "Positive!" Daisy called back, her grin growing larger.  She shifted her
weight left and right, failing to hide her excitement.  However, Leaf was
too busy looking for a nest or burrow to notice Daisy's odd behavior.

   While Leaf and Rachel were fighting another rattata, Red arrived.  He
noticed the isolated patch of grass and Daisy's mischievous grin and asked
what was happening.

   "When she's not battling, Leaf is looking for a moemon nest." Daisy
answered, trying not to erupt in giggles.

   Red remembered his dad telling him something about wild moemon not
existing until someone saw them and something about "Herbert," but the
details were too fuzzy.  "There's no such thing as a moemon nest.  Right?"
Red asked after making sure that Leaf was busy battling.

   "Nope."

   "When were you planning on telling her?"

   "When she asks."

   "I'll train Kaity nearby while you wait for Leaf."

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   Red wasn't as lucky as Leaf.  Whereas Leaf and Rachel had run into
several rattatas that preferred to use the stat lowering tail whip, he and
Kaity faced a pair of pidgeys that only knew how to tackle, and a rattata
that didn't bother with tail whip.  Since Rachel could clean herself of the
rattatas' purple strands of hair after each battle and undo the defense
lowering effects of the wild rattatas' tail whips, Rachel and Kaity both
reached their limit at about the same time, even though Rachel had fought
almost twice as many moemon.  Both the rattata and the pidgey were
bloodied, bruised, and had their clothes torn to shreds.  Rachel even had a
pair of broken fingers where she took the full brunt of a wild rattata's
tackle on her outstretched hand.

   After the last battle, Kaity smiled uncontrollably and hugged Red,
ignoring the pain from her bruises.  "I have a new attack!" she exclaimed.
"Quick attack."

   "Oh really?  Show it to me." Red ordered.

   Suddenly becoming more serious, Kaity turned around and launched herself
into the grass.  Red couldn't follow her movements.  One moment she was by
his legs, and the next she was twenty feet away, stumbling to a stop.

   Kaity started walking back to Red while he jogged up to her.  He
squatted and gathered his rattata in a tight embrace.  "That's great," he
congratulated her and then kissed the one part of her forehead that was
clean and unhurt.  "I'm sure it'll be very useful."

   Kaity wanted to answer, but she was at a loss for words.  Red was still
squeezing her, but her bruises radiated a very pleasurable pain, and she
was overjoyed to be complemented by her master.  Not knowing what to say or
do, her body's biochemistry took over and started secreting her sexual
fluids.

   Red finally broke his inconsiderately strong embrace when he heard Leaf
talking to Daisy.  He took Kaity's hand and walked towards them.

   "I can't find it.  I keep running into moemon, but I can't see where
they're coming from." Leaf complained, "Rachel's too hurt to fight anymore,
so just show me one."

   "Well...  You see..." Daisy responded.

   "There's no such things as moemon nests." Red said from right behind
Leaf.

   Leaf nearly jumped out of her skin, then turned to ask, "When did you
get here?"

   "Here 'here?'" Red asked, spreading his arms to indicate the general
vicinity.  "Or right behind you 'here?'"

   "Both."

   "I got here a while back when you were fighting that pidgey and I just
got back from training Kaity nearby."

   "Um...  about the moemon nests." Daisy demurely interrupted.  "Moemon
exist as a probability field inside of a Hilbert space until someone tries
to find one, then they sort of snap into place.  I still don't understand
the math, but the point is that they sort of exist, but at the same time
sort of don't, until you see one that is."

   "Then why did you tell me to look for a moemon nest if it doesn't
exist?" Leaf asked, annoyed at Daisy's antics.

   "I just asked if you'd ever seen a moemon nest." Daisy responded
defensively.  /And then let you assume that that means that there is such a
thing as a moemon nest./

   While Leaf brooded over the cruel trick that Daisy played on her and
Daisy wondered why Leaf was taking a stupid little joke so seriously, Red
recalled Kaity to her moeball and released Domonique.  As he expected, his
onesie-clad mankey was still unconscious, her brain still busy rewiring
itself.  He'd heard before, and now had the evidence to believe,
incorrectly, that time simply didn't flow inside of moeballs.

   Red didn't enjoy his friends getting in an emotional snit, but he
resolved to take advantage of the situation.  Leaf had spent enough time
alone with Daisy today.  It was his turn to get closer to his sandy blonde
crush, Red figured.  And yet, he was at a complete lack of words.  Every
time he looked at Daisy, not as his childhood friend for as long as he
could remember, but as the brilliant and beautiful young woman that she had
grown into and that he yearned for with all of his heart, he found that his
mouth wouldn't form any words.  Aside from Leaf, who didn't reciprocate his
attraction, Red hadn't found any other girl that could even come close to
comparing to Daisy.  He feared that something he might say or do would
irrevocably ruin their potential relationship, let alone their friendship.
Intellectually, he knew that there must be other girls out there.  Pallet
Town was a tiny coastal village and while Viridian City seemed huge in
comparison, he knew that Leaf was right when she said it was in the
boonies. Despite this, he felt, with the confidence of a lovestruck
teenager, that Daisy was the most amazing girl he would ever meet and that
he would spend the rest of his life wallowing in regret if he ruined this.

   Meanwhile, Daisy's frustration with Leaf's lack of humor quickly turned
to frustration at herself.  It seemed to her that she was the cause of
every awkward silence among her friends.  From a certain point of view, she
was right.  Whenever she was lost in her friends, enjoying their company
and not worrying about herself, she could always laugh off or laugh at
something silly or mean, and not even notice that she did so.  However,
when Daisy closed in on herself and spent every moment calculating her
actions to keep up appearances, she couldn't simply laugh off a little
meanness or silliness.  She took everything seriously and everyone was
worse off for it.

   Domonique stirred, signaling that she would soon awake.  This spurred
Red into action.  He pushed his fears into a mental corner and tried to act
cool.  "Relax Leaf.  It's just a little prank.  You were going to train
your pidgey anyway, so what difference does it make?"

   Leaf quietly grumbled, but reluctantly agreed that Red had a point.  /It
only bothers me because she did it./ Leaf thought.  /If Red did something
like that I would have hit him and called him an ass.  But I can't do that
to Daisy./

   "So go heal Rachel.  Daisy and I still have moemon to train."

   "Alright." Leaf agreed, even though she knew that Red was shooing her
off so he could spend some time alone with Daisy.  She was simply
demoralized enough to acquiesce.

   Red and Daisy silently watched Leaf walk away as they both tried to
figure out what to say.

   /You got rid of Leaf, now say something./ Red thought.  /"Daisy.  You're
beautiful.  I think this is love.  Let's have sex."/ Red spent a few
moments thinking how Daisy would react to that, jumping when he called her
name, blushing when he complemented her, shocked when he confessed his
love, and shooting him down when he asked for sex.  /That's never gonna
work.  I need something less direct./

   Meanwhile, Daisy was lost in her own thoughts as well.  /What's Red
thinking about?  The moemon nests?  Was I too mean?  Maybe he's thinking
about me./ Daisy's stomach fluttered at the thought.  /Even if he is, he's
more interested in Leaf./ Daisy followed Red's gaze to Leaf's backside. 
/Of course he's more interested in Leaf.  She has such a pretty butt.  Not
plump, just full./

   "Is it a Hilbert space or a Herbert space?" Red suddenly asked.

   "What?" Daisy asked, snapping out of her thoughts.

   "That place that you said moemon are from.  Is it a Hilbert space or a
Herbert space?"

   "Oh, it's a called a Hilbert space, but it's not really a place." Daisy
gave a quick and oversimplified explanation of quantum mechanics.

   "Sounds like you know this stuff.  I almost don't believe you when you
say that you don't understand this."

   "No really!" Daisy exclaimed defensively.  "The big concepts are easy
and the math is more tedious than hard, but no one knows what any of the
math means."

   "I believe you, Daisy." Red interrupted.  "That was supposed to be a
complement."

   Domonique interrupted the two teens with a moan of pleasure that slowly
turned into a yawn.  This fortunately prevented them from falling into yet
another awkward silence in such a short span of time.  "I'm gonna train
Domonique." Red stated, steering the conversation in the direction that he
wanted.  "Come with me until Sora wakes up.  I don't want you to get
attacked."

   "You're such a gentleman." Daisy replied.

   Red tried to suppress his blush and was mostly successful, although he
felt his ears heating up.  "It would suck if we had to stop our adventure
because you got hurt by a wild moemon."

   "It's still nice of you."

   With a huge grin on his face, Red walked back to where he left Domonique
earlier.  She was brushing dust out of her beige onesie.  Red ruffled his
mankey's hair and said, "It's time for some training.  What moves do you
know?"

   "Scratch and leer." Domonique answered, stepping away from Red.  She
curled her fingers like claws and, with a snarl on her face, gazed at her
master with her piercing red eyes.

   "Let's see how you fight." With Daisy at his side and his mankey in
front, Red boldly ventured a few steps into the grass at the northern edge
of Route 01 and then started to veer off to the right.  Due to the strange
nature of moemon, he was just as likely to run into an opponent at the very
edge of the grass near the path as in the center, so they soon turned and
followed a lazy arc back toward the entrance to Viridian City.

   Before they had even completed a half-circle, a pidgey jumped out of the
grass at them.  Red wasted no time and ordered Domonique to scratch the
wild moemon.

   Red's moemon ran at the wild pidgey and swiped horizontally at her foe.
Her nails tore through the other moemon's dress, leaving four horizontal
slits in the pidgey's dress and the underlying skin.

   When Domonique jumped back after her vicious attack, the pidgey charged
at her.  The wild moemon collided shoulder first into the pig snout marking
on the chest area of the mankey's onesie.  Domonique fell back from the
tackle and landed butt first on the ground.

   While his mankey was picking herself up, Red ordered her to scratch
again.  Domonique once again ran up to the pidgey and this time, in a
downward diagonal swipe, raked her fingernails across the pidgey's face. 
The attack left three bloody lines on the pidgey's formerly cute face.

   The pidgey shrieked in pain, and tried to tackle Red's mankey again. 
However, Domonique sidestepped the attack and snorted in disgust as the
wild moemon stumbled past her.

   "Don't let up!" Red yelled.  "Scratch her again."

   Following her master's order, Domonique used the momentum of her
sidestep to turn around and scratch her opponent with a powerful downward
swipe.  The mankey's attack tore through fabric and skin alike.  The
tattered mess of the pidgey's dress stuck like gauze to the tattered and
bloody mess of flesh underneath.

   The pidgey turned around and tackled Red's moemon.  From such a close
range, there was no way for Domonique to dodge, but neither was there
enough space for the pidgey to build up momentum.  Instead of knocking the
mankey back and coming to a stop, the pidgey ran into Red's mankey with
just enough force to knock the two of them back.

   Domonique landed on her backside again, parts of her onesie tearing
under strain, and then the wild pidgey fell on top of her.  The mankey's
right arm was trapped between them, so when Red ordered her to scratch
again, she used her left hand to painfully scratch the pidgey's back.  This
was finally enough to defeat the wild moemon and she disappeared in a
shower of yellow sparkles.  "Take that you stupid bird." Domonique huffed.

   Domonique picked herself up and brushed herself off.  While doing so,
she explored the damage to her onesie.  The front was intact, but the back
had several small tears, and the section covering her butt, that took the
brunt of the damage, was covered in numerous tears.  The mankey
absent-mindedly played with the tears over her booty, unintentionally
putting on a show for Red and Daisy.

   The two teens continued through the grass.  Red asked Daisy to explain a
little more about how moemon appear, but he kept getting distracted by
Domonique periodically revealing and covering her ass crack.  Daisy didn't
notice that Red wasn't paying all that much attention because she was also
partially distracted by Domonique.

   Daisy's mistake filled explanation of the Quantum Mechanics of moemon
was interrupted by a rattata running out of grass at them.

   "Scratch the rattata!" Red ordered.

   Domonique ran at the wild rattata.  When the two moemon were within
striking distance of each other, Domonique scratched the rattata at breast
level and the wild moemon pivoted to slap Red's mankey with her purple
ponytail.  Unfortunately for the rattata, she chose to spin to her left. 
That is, she spun into Domonique's scratch instead of with it.  Domonique's
nails tore through the wild rattata's purple and tan dress.  Thanks to her
attack, Domonique couldn't avoid the rattata's counterattack and got a face
full of purple hair for her effort.

   "Keep scratching!" Red ordered.

   Domonique grunted her acknowledgement and scratched downward with her
left hand.  Her attack snapped the wild moemon's hairband before scratching
three large swathes through the back of the wild moemon's purple and tan
dress and her skin underneath.

   The rattata's snapped hairband flew right past Domonique's head, barely
missing the mankey's scowling face.  The wild moemon arched her back in
pain before taking a step forward.  Her combination of movements flipped
her purple hair, now free of her ponytail, right into Domonique's face. 
Then, the wild rattata spun around 540 degrees, once again smacked Red's
mankey in the face with her long purple locks, and came to a stop facing
her opponent.

   Domonique sputtered from the two tail whips in rapid succession.  Her
eyes began to tear up as the strands of purple hair irritated her mouth and
eyes.  Nonetheless, she followed Red's order and continued her assault on
the rat-like moemon.  She took a step forward and scratched the rattata's
unprotected face.  At the end of the attack, the wild moemon disintegrated
into a shower of yellow sparkles.  Red's mankey took a second to regain her
composure and started picking the strands of purple hair that the wild
moemon left on her face.

   Red walked up to Domonique and ruffled her platinum hair.  He
congratulated her, "Good job taking that Rattata down."

   Daisy chimed in, "She's a really strong fighter, but I think my Sora
could take her on."

   Domonique puffed out her still developing chest at the first part of
Daisy's comment, pushing her small tight butt against Red's thigh.  She
turned around in anger at the second part of Daisy's comment and boasted,
"I can take anyone on!"

   Red quickly pulled her towards himself, burying her face against his
chest.  "Relax, relax." He ordered while stroking her platinum hair, "She's
just saying that her moemon has a type advantage.  But it doesn't matter
what she meant, you're not allowed to hurt her, ever.  Got it?"

   Domonique nodded and grumbled something incomprehensible into his chest.

   Red slipped his hand under the back of Domonique's shirt to make sure
that she wouldn't do anything regrettable when he told Daisy, "You need to
be careful with her.  She gets pissed off real easy.  I think she's even
worse than your spearow."

   "Hey!" Domonique yelled angrily, and struggled in vain to escape Red's
grasp.

   Daisy giggled and was about to say something when she was interrupted by
the moedex pinging.  "Ah!  Sora's done." Unthinkingly, Daisy released her
spearow from the moeball, and only Red's accidental foresight saved them
from a spontaneous moemon fight.

   The moment Domonique saw Sora materialize out of her moeball, she
redoubled her ultimately futile attempts to escape her master's grasp. 
"That's her, isn't it?!  I'll show her!  I can take her on!"

   Out of pure instinct, Sora positioned herself between her mistress and
the new threat to her safety.  Her serious gaze locked on to the restrained
yelling moemon and she began to approach for an attack.

   Daisy grabbed Sora by the back of her collared shirt and vest, and both
she and Red called out, nearly simultaneously, "Stop!" to their moemon. 
Red's mankey continued yelling at everyone, so he also ordered her to shut
up.

   When silence finally fell over the teens and their moemon, the two
moemon were silently and motionlessly staring each other down and Red and
Daisy were looking at each other with stupid grins on their faces.  After
no more than a few seconds, they broke into laughter at the thought of the
disaster that they had just barely avoided and the adrenaline roller
coaster that they had just experienced.

   "Um, I don't think the two of them should be anywhere near each other."
Daisy opined between small after tremors of giggles.

   Red reluctantly agreed and did his best to hide his disappointment,
"Yeah.  I think so too.  Let's meet up on the path when we're ready to go
back."

   "Great." Daisy beamed.  "We'll be on the other side of the path so they
don't run into each other.  Come on Sora."

   Red felt like kicking his overly aggressive mankey for the stupid stunt
that she had pulled.

   _________________________

   Daisy crossed the safe path to the other side of route 01 with Sora
following close behind her.  The first moemon they encountered was,
predictably, a rattata.  Daisy quickly ordered Sora to peck the purple-clad
moemon before she could attack Sora.

   Daisy's spearow ran at the rattata and tripped just before reaching her.
Her fake beak tore through the wild moemon's dress's tan breastpiece and
cut the flesh in between her small mounds.

   After getting hit, the wild rattata spun around and whacked Sora in the
back of her head with her purple ponytail and jumped aside all before Sora
reached the ground.

   "Peck her again!" Daisy ordered.

   Sora quickly picked herself up off of the ground and charged at her
opponent.  She got closer to the rattata before, again, tripping.  This
time her fake beak struck the shorter moemon's cheek and her inertia pulled
the sharp beak down her cheek, leaving a bloody trail behind it.  When Sora
fell farther down, the sharp point of her beak punctured the rattata's
dress and embedded itself just above her collarbone.

   The rattata jumped away in pain and surprise, the hole under her neck
beginning to bleed.  She took a moment to let the pain die down and saw
that Sora had landed on all fours, rather than flat on her stomach, and had
already gotten up on one knee.  The wild rattata charged straight at
Daisy's spearow and hit her dead center.  Sora fell backwards and the
rattata fell on top of her.

   Sora saw the incoming rattata and was about to brace herself, but the
back of her head suddenly started throbbing, and she failed to defend
herself against the wild moemon's attack.  The tackle knocked Sora over
backwards and, since her left knee was on the ground, put too much tension
on the tendons in her left knee, spraining it.  Because she was below the
rattata at impact, the wild moemon had Sora's head and torso pinned, but
left her legs free.  Sora heard Daisy order her to peck the rattata again,
so she wrapped her arms around her opponent and pulled her stomach down
onto her sharp beak.  The rattata squeaked in pain as the beak tore through
her before disappearing in a shower of yellow sparkles.

   Daisy walked up to her victorious moemon.  "Good job." She complimented.

   Sora picked herself up slowly and gently put her weight on her left
foot. She winced and gritted her teeth as her knee painfully complained
from the abuse it had taken.  Exhaling through clenched teeth, it sounded
as if Daisy's spearow had hissed in pain.

   Daisy quickly realized that Sora's left knee was hurt, so she knelt by
her moemon's side and examined her rapidly swelling knee.  "Does your knee
hurt?" Daisy concernedly asked.

   "Mmhmm." Daisy's spearow answered through clenched teeth.

   While Daisy was busy fussing over her spearow and trying to decide
whether it would be better to cut through her moemon's beige riding pants
and relieve some of the pressure on her swelling knee, or leave the pants
intact as a crude sort of compress, another rattata emerged from the grass.
Sora spun around on her good leg as soon as she heard her approaching
opponent.

   Daisy pulled back in surprise from her moemon's sudden movement, and
landed her butt on her heels.  From between her spearow's legs, she saw the
incoming purple form of another rattata.  "Sora, peck her." Daisy ordered,
hoping that the spearow would find some way to fight despite her limp.

   Sora shifted her left leg back and moved her center of mass as far back
as her bad knee would let her.  When the wild rattata was within striking
distance, Sora half-stepped, half-launched, herself forward and struck her
opponent beak first in the torso.  Her sharp fake beak tore a small hole in
the rattata's purple and tan dress and embedded itself in the right side of
her stomach.

   The wild rattata didn't stop her attack and tackled Sora even as her
side was pierced by Sora's beak.  The impact sent Daisy's spearow flying
back.  She almost used her left leg to try to shift her momentum and stand
up, but decided against that before she could hurt her knee any further. 
She rolled a short distance, and stood back up, readying herself for the
next attack.

   As soon as Daisy ordered her to peck the rattata again, Sora got in the
same ready stance as earlier and threw herself at the wild moemon once she
was in range.  However, the wild rattata spun around and hit Sora with her
purple ponytail.  Sora fell through the rattata's purple locks and cut a
bloody line down the back of her dress.  The rattata's ribs dislodged
Sora's fake beak and by the time she came to a halt face down on the
ground, her fake beak had slipped all the way up to her forehead.

   By this point, Daisy had already stood up and she yelled, "Quickly! 
Peck her!"

   Upon hearing the command, Sora stopped trying to move her beak back to
its rightful place over her nose.  Instead, she grabbed the rattata's leg
as she was about to loop back for her next attack, preventing the rattata
from opening the distance between them.  Sora pulled herself forward,
dragging her chest through the dirt and grass, and drove her beak into the
wild moemon's calf.  That was enough damage to defeat the rattata and she
disappeared in a shower of yellow sparkles.

   Daisy helped her injured moemon stand up and quickly looked at the
damage that she had taken.  Her spearow's beige riding pants were covered
in dirt and grass stains as was her white vest.  Furthermore, her vest was
missing its buttons and the front hung open loosely.  Daisy considered
recalling Sora to her moeball, but figured that the moment of confusion
that her spearow would experience when she released her might prove fatal,
and decided against it.  Instead, she half hugged the smaller girl, letting
Sora take some of the weight off her bad knee, making it easier for her
walk.  "Let's get out of the grass." Daisy advised, "Before we get attacked
by another rattata."

   The teen and her moemon headed slowly towards the relative safety of the
middle of Route 01.  Unfortunately for them, a pidgey intercepted them
before they could make it out of the tall grass.  Daisy grimaced and hoped
that her spearow would make it through this battle as well.  "Peck her."
Daisy ordered, "and be careful, Sora."

   Sora hobbled a few steps away from Daisy and waited for the approaching
pidgey.  She watched the pidgey lean forward and race toward her.  The wild
moemon's three brown pigtails bounced up and down and her brown and tan
dress swished between her legs as she charged at Daisy's spearow.  Sora
lunged forward beak first at the incoming pidgey.  However, her balance was
slightly off and her beak only grazed the running pidgey's forearm.

   The pidgey continued her tackle, but she tripped over Sora's legs and
the two flying type moemon fell to the ground.

   Daisy heard a loud "pop" as the two intertwined moemon fell down.  She
gasped in horror when she saw Sora's bad knee bent in an unnatural and
clearly painful manner.  Before she could process her spearow's howl of
pain, Daisy had already pulled out Sora's moeball and recalled her in a
flash of blue light.  Making sure that the wild pidgey was still on the
ground, the teen turned tail and ran towards the safety of the packed dirt
middle of Route 01.

   Daisy kept glancing behind her to make sure that the wild pidgey wasn't
chasing after her and didn't notice Red standing in the middle of the path
with his beat-up, but otherwise incredibly satisfied, mankey.  The two
teens made eye contact shortly after Daisy left the tall grass, but it was
already too late for her to stop.

   Red pivoted so that Daisy would collide with his chest, and not his
side. Once she did, he caught her and took half a step back, effortlessly
absorbing her momentum.  He kept his hands on the small of her back and
grinned, "Hey!  Nice of you to drop in."

   Daisy blushed, "Thanks for catching me."

   Red was slightly distracted by the fact that her boobs were pressed
against him, but he responded, "No problem.  Running from something?"

   "Well," she replied feeling so small, safe, and comfortable pressed up
against Red's tall frame and enveloped by his long arms and big hands.  "A
pidgey broke Sora's knee.  She couldn't fight any longer, so I ran away."

   The two stayed like that for several moments, neither wanting Red to let
go.  However, it was Daisy that first cracked under the silence, "Um, could
you let me go?"

   Red was reluctant to released her, but tried to cover up his own
romantic intent by letting her go quickly and apologizing.  He felt his
face heat up at just how stupid his apology sounded.

   Daisy began brooding, /Is he oblivious?  Maybe he and Leaf are together
and I'm trying to steal her boyfriend.  Or am I not pretty enough?  Maybe I
need to find someone like.../

   Red tousled Domonique's platinum hair, releasing some dust and a few
grains of sand.  He unknowingly destroyed Daisy's internal monologue when
he announced, "Back to the moecenter!" As he set off, Red turned to Daisy
and inquired, "Training didn't go too well, huh?"

   Daisy shook her head, "Not really."

   They traded stories of their battles on the way back to Viridian City.

   ___________________________

   Inside the moemon center, Red and Daisy found Leaf talking with Rachel,
the redheaded nurse.  Red asked Leaf, "Still here?  I thought our starters
would be ready by now."

   Leaf tossed a moeball with her bulbasaur inside, "They are.  I was just
waiting for R-...  I was just talking with Rachel while my pidgey healed."

   A light turned on in Red's head as he realized that Leaf was crushing on
the older girl, hard.  He winked at her, "I guess we can wait for our
moemon to heal up too."

   Red and Daisy gave Rachel their moemon.  Daisy thanked the nurse, and
the trio went over to a table to hang out while waiting the fifteen minutes
that it would take for their moemon to heal back to full strength.

   A few minutes later another teen entered the waiting room dejectedly. 
He wore a pair of faded blue jeans and a dark green t-shirt.  His unkempt
brown hair swayed as he headed toward the counter.  Red and Leaf recognized
him as Thomas, one of their former classmates.  He handed Rachel a moeball.
"The stupid rat is dead again."

   "You know it's not dead, just fainted." Rachel started to explain.

   The newcomer interrupted her, "Yeah, yeah.  I know.  Just pissed off
that I have to waste another hour in here." He considered joining Red,
Leaf, and a girl that he didn't know, but they weren't part of the same
group in school.  Although neither of them were planning on returning to
school in the Fall, the rules of the old social order prevailed, and Thomas
stomped upstairs in the hopes of killing some time in his room.

   When Rachel, Sora, Kaity, and Domonique were all healed, the three teens
headed back to Route 01.  The novelty of moemon battles had already worn
off, especially considering that they were just fighting pidgeys and
rattatas over and over again.  So, rather than splitting up and fighting as
quickly as they could, they stuck together and chatted while taking turns
fighting whenever a moemon appeared.

   _________________________

   By the time the trio returned to the moemon center, they were hungry,
and the cafeteria was open for dinner.  They dropped their moemon off to
heal and headed to the cafeteria.  Red and Daisy were glad that Leaf led
them through the empty line because neither of them could identify anything
that resembled food.

   "Red, green, or blue food?" the cafeteria lady asked.

   "Blue." Leaf answered, "For all three of us."

   The cafeteria lady pulled out three trays and dumped a scoop of thick
blue paste in the first compartments of the trays.  Then she put a white
block on each of the trays, and finished off by asking, "Rice or potatoes?"

   "Rice."

   A large scoop of overcooked rice and a tall glass of water rounded off
each of the trays.

   After paying for the cheap meal, the three teens took a seat at a table.
Leaf started eating the "food" while Red and Daisy warily examined it.

   Red sniffed the blue paste and wrinkled his nose in disgust.  "This
smells like old socks!" he complained.

   Leaf answered, "That's just the yeast.  It's not bad.  And the white
block is some sort of a bean cake."

   Red tried the bean cake.  It squeaked when he bit into it, but the taste
was otherwise bland.  The blue "food" on the other hand, didn't taste as
bad as it smelled, but it left such a chemical aftertaste that Red cringed
and took a gulp of his water.  "That was horrible!"

   "How can you not like blue food?" Leaf asked facetiously, "It's like
food, but it's blue."

   Red facepalmed.

   Leaf laughed at Red.  "I'm kidding.  The other colors taste worse
though. Also, try mixing the rice with the paste.  It doesn't taste as bad
then."

   Daisy picked through the rice while spaced out.  The rice was so
overcooked that she could barely make out any individual grains.  It seemed
like it was more of a rice porridge than any sort of properly cooked rice.
It reminded her of one of her earlier attempts at cooking that failed
spectacularly.  However, something told her that this failed rice dish was
not an exception, but rather the rule in this cafeteria.  She half heard
Leaf's advice and when she tried mixing the rice and blue paste, she found
the combination almost palatable.

   Red tasted the mixture and proclaimed, "It still tastes like ass."

   "You know what ass tastes like?" Leaf bantered.  "Have you tasted one
before?"

   "No, but I'm sure it tastes something like this."

   "I can let you try mine so you can find out." Leaf jokingly offered.

   Red wrinkled his nose in disgust, "You're the one that likes the taste
of ass.  You can always borrow mine when you miss the taste."

   "You're such a pig, Red."

   While the other two bickered, Daisy thought, /I wouldn't mind as long as
you wash first./

   They continued bantering over dinner and didn't notice that Thomas
entered the cafeteria sometime after them.  Red only saw him when they were
putting their trays away.  He went over and put some cash down on his
table. "I heard you have a rattata.  I caught one today.  ¥500 says that
mine is stronger than yours." Red wagered.

   Thomas considered the wager for a moment, then shook his head, "Nah. 
Yours is probably stronger.  I made a bad choice picking Ratsy as my first
moemon.  Not like I had much of a choice.  I heard Winston's dad bought him
one of Brock's old moemon.  Must be awesome to be that loaded."

   Red picked up his money and put it away.  "Yeah, it would be." Red
agreed, "Some other time then."

   "Yeah.  Later."

   Red headed to the exit where Leaf and Daisy were waiting.

   "Aww.  You're not gonna fight?" Leaf complained, "I wanted to see him
kick your ass."

   "Pshh.  I wouldn't let that happen." Red scoffed, "The only one getting
their ass kicked here is you." He tapped her butt with the tips of his
toes.

   Leaf spun around to face Red, "Hey!"

   "What?" Red asked, unable to keep a straight face.

   Leaf sighed and turned back around and led the trio back to pick up
their moemon.

   _________________________

   After dinner, the three teens considered training their moemon some
more, but their hearts weren't in it.  Furthermore, Leaf finally realized
that she would miss her hometown after setting off to the great unknown. 
Instead, the trio explored Viridian for one last time.

   On their way to the gym, they passed Red and Leaf's old school.

   Red spit on the ground.  "That's one thing I won't miss." he declared.

   "Good riddance." Leaf agreed.

   Daisy was stunned as she realized that her friends really hated school
and their complaints weren't just part of a long-running in-joke between
them.  She silently wondered just what sort of conditions it took to make
someone hate learning.  Daisy was so lost in thought that she didn't notice
herself answering two of Red's questions in the affirmative.

   Red cast a knowing glance at Leaf.  "She didn't hear me, huh?"

   Leaf shook her head.  Daisy's lack of a response was enough of an answer
for them.

   They carried on until they reached a wooden fence.  Red took a few steps
to get a running start and easily vaulted over the rib-high obstacle.

   Leaf called out, "Wow!  You make a great ballerina!"

   Red suppressed the urge to correct her and say "Gymnast." Instead, he
asked, "Are you coming over?  Or are you just gonna try to get me to fall
for one of your old jokes again?"

   Leaf pulled herself up while jumping and landed with her stomach resting
on top of the fence.  She unintentionally gave Red a quick peek up her
maroon miniskirt at her blue panties when she swung her legs over to the
other side.  Leaf straightened her tank top and answered, "They're old
because you keep falling for them."

   "I don't think you and reality have ever met." Red countered.

   Daisy didn't have the upper body strength to pull herself up.  She
interrupted their bickering after several failed attempts.  "I don't think
I can make it.  Can we go around?"

   Red quickly jumped onto the first horizontal crossbeam and leaned over
the top of the fence to the smooth cladding side where Daisy was.  "Here,
I'll just lift you up.  Get on sideways." He held his arms out, so that she
could lean against his arms.

   As gracefully as she could manage, Daisy rested her thighs against his
left forearm and fell backwards into Red's other arm.

   Red held Daisy by her thighs and mid-back, with her butt hanging between
his arms.  He slightly regretted his decision as the awkward position made
it hard to lift even someone as light as Daisy.  Nonetheless, Red put his
back into it and lifted the petite girl to the top of the fence and let her
jump down on the inside.

   The entire time that Red was carrying her, Daisy had her legs tightly
closed and the hem of her dress pulled tightly around her knees, hoping
against hope that neither of her friends, or even a stranger for that
matter, would notice that she wasn't wearing any panties under her simple
green dress.  She breathed a sigh of relief when she landed on the ground
without either of them making any mention of it to her.

   With all three of them on the inside of the fence, Red started walking
towards the wide grey building in front of them.  There was a thick blue
stripe midway up the side of the building extending all the way around.  An
elegant stairway led to the entryway which was closed by a metal security
rollup door.  Above the blocked entryway was a semi-circular canopy with a
minimalistic drawing of the top half of a moeball superimposed with a
metallic green emblem that vaguely resembled an asparagus.

   The young man gazed at the painting of an earth badge over the entryway.
His mind, however, was focused on his dream of besting all eight gym
leaders and marching triumphantly due west and challenging the elite four
of the moemon league on Indigo Plateau.  He knew he stood no chance of
besting the current champion and replacing him as champion and governor of
Kanto, but he knew that he wouldn't be satisfied unless he gave it his best
shot.  As all of these things were running through his head, he stated with
subdued determination, "I will make it back here." He turned to Leaf and
continued, "Don't let me give up."

   "Huh?"

   "I'm going to beat all eight gyms, no matter how hard it gets.  So don't
let me give up."

   Leaf joked, "Why would I do that?  I'm going to beat you to the Moemon
League!" However, deep down, she knew that she only decided to take the
League Challenge on a whim and didn't have as much resolve to persevere as
Red.

   "In that case I guess I'll have to slow down so you can follow my dust
trail.  That way you won't get lost." He started walking northwest towards
the gate that was supposed to be the only way in from the street.

   Daisy fell in behind him.  She struggled for words for several seconds,
eventually settling for, "I'll be sure to cheer you on."

   Red almost missed his next step and turned around to cover his blunder.
He fought to keep his face from turning red, "Thanks Daisy."

   _________________________

   North of Viridian, the three teens headed along Route 02 towards
Viridian Forest.  They stopped in front of building that marked the edge of
the forest.  With the sun low in the western sky, the trees cast long
shadows and the forest looked downright spooky.  "Tomorrow we can go
through that building and leave this dump behind." Leaf commented.

   Daisy asked, "Don't you think it's a little creepy?"

   "Maybe a little," Red offered, "But our moemon can handle anything in
there.  If we keep an eye on each other, we'll be perfectly safe."

   "I guess." Daisy replied.  Already she was doubting her decision to
travel with her friends.

   _________________________

   The three teens went to the now empty playground west of town.  Red
climbed halfway up the jungle gym and sat on one of the horizontal bars. 
On account of their dress and skirt, Daisy and Leaf sat side saddle on the
see saw.  "What was going on at the police station?" Leaf asked while took
her weight off the spring supported see saw, making it rock up and down.

   "Maybe there was a robbery somewhere." Daisy offered.

   "I doubt it," Red countered, "It's been like two forevers ago since
there was a robbery in Viridian."

   "Doesn't mean it can't happen now." Leaf added, siding with Daisy.

   Red turned around and dropped backwards so he was hanging upside down by
his knees, but still facing the girls.  "Well sure." He conceded, "It's
just really unlikely."

   Daisy blushed when Red's shirt flipped down and revealed his flat abs.
She turned to face the setting sun and poetically mused, "It's like the sun
is setting on our old lives.  Tomorrow we'll be on our own and starting a
new phase of our lives."

   Red put his shirt back in place with one hand and added, "True, but
it'll still be the three of us.  So it's not like we'll be completely
alone."

   The trio watched the red sun set over Johto in the west in companionable
silence.  Once the sun had set and the playground was blanketed in
twilight, Red released Domonique and ordered her to hang off the jungle gym
like he was.

   Leaf laughed at the sight of Red and his platinum-haired mankey hanging
upside down by their legs.  "It's like 'monkey see monkey do' with you
two." she joked, causing Daisy to giggle and Red to laugh.

   With all the blood flowing to his brain, laughter was painful to Red and
he quickly pulled himself upright.  "That gives me an idea!" Red exclaimed.
Turning to Domonique, he ordered, "Whenever I say 'mankey see mankey do,'
copy whatever I'm doing." Red scratched his chin and said, "Mankey see
mankey do."

   Domonique sat on the jungle gym and scratched her chin just like her
master.

   Red dropped to the ground and struck a few more humorous poses.  His
moemon dutifully copied his poses to the best of her ability.  However,
when Red stuck his hands in his pockets and waddled across the playground,
Domonique found the action too complicated and fell flat on her face.  It
took all of the teens' self-control to avoid cracking up at the mishap. 
When Domonique stood up and faced the trio, her face red and scrunched up
in anger, they lost all semblance of self-control.  Red lost his balance
and had to sit down on the sand, Leaf fell forward against the see saw, and
Daisy started giggling so hard that she started hiccupping.  Daisy's
hiccups started a whole new round of laughter.  Red noticed Domonique was
heading towards Leaf and, despite his trembling fingers, took her moeball
off his belt and recalled his mankey to her ball, managing to only drop the
ball once.  He thought to modify Domonique's standing order to not attack
Daisy to include Leaf as well, but the thought quickly slipped his mind.

   As twilight ended and some of Viridian's antiquated street lights turned
on, the cheerful trio headed back to the moecenter, still laughing at their
earlier antics.  Inside, Kelcy exclaimed, "Where have you three been? 
Didn't you hear?  Someone held up the Moemart!  You should stay indoors
until the police find him."

   Leaf elbowed Red in the ribs.  "Eh?

   "Shut up." Red grumbled.

   "With no one else to answer, Daisy replied, "We'll be sure to stay
inside for the rest of the night."

   Kelcy mumbled something affirmative, most of her attention focused on
what Red and Leaf were doing.  She didn't get an answer though because the
teens headed upstairs.

   _________________________

   In his room, Red considered which of his three moemon to use tonight. 
However, thinking of girls brought his thoughts back to Leaf and Daisy. 
The three of them had spent several minutes in the second floor common room
because they needed to agree when to meet up in the morning and it had
seemed more appropriate to unwind together at the end of their first day as
moemon trainers than rushing straight to their rooms.  Red had seen that
Leaf was just as anxious to tend to her moemon as he was to his.  What
surprised him was that Daisy also seemed eager to retire to her room.

   Coming back to the topic at hand, Red came up with the obvious solution,
but the moegear was supposed to only allow trainers to release one moemon
at a time.  Nonetheless, he released Kenna and tried to release Domonique,
but his moegear beeped at him angrily and the moeball with his mankey
failed to open.  "Figures." He grumbled.  "Take the jacket and boots off
and come here." Red ordered before quickly taking off his shoes, jeans, and
boxers and taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

   Kenna was much more compliant than that morning.  She came up to him
wearing just her elastic white bodysuit and her orange fingerless gloves.
The charmander didn't resist even as her master pulled her towards him so
that his erection poked her childlike butt and he wrapped his legs around
hers to keep her in place.

   Red unzipped his first moemon's elastic bodysuit to the middle of her
back and started peeling the stretchy material off her upper body.  He
cupped what little tit flesh she had and teased her budding breasts and
stiff little nipples.

   Kenna did her best to stay quiet, but let out a surprised gasp when her
master kissed the side of her neck and then immediately pinched and twisted
her nipples.  Once Red had slipped his hand down his charmander's
half-removed bodysuit and began stroking her hairless slit, Kenna lost all
pretenses of self-consciousness and began moaning her pleasure.  Her juices
flowed liberally, coating Red's fingers and leaking through the thin and
permeable fabric covering her crotch.  She had so surrendered to the
pleasure that she didn't complain when Red pressed his lubricated index
finger to her mouth.  In fact, the aroused moemon felt her body heat up
even more when she noticed a spot that her master had already licked off.
She moaned around the digit invading her mouth.

   Red had replaced the finger he took from the girl's slit with his other
hand.  He stuck one, then two fingers inside her partially developed
cunnie. As he probed her pussy, he circled his thumb around her clit,
driving her pleasure ever higher.  Once his charmander began approaching
her climax, Red stopped.  He left his two fingers in her pussy, but
otherwise stopped pleasuring his moemon.

   Kenna gyrated her hips, trying to get more pleasure from her master's
hands, but Red's kept his grip loose and hand moving with her gyrations,
not giving her any more pleasure.  It took several moments for her head to
clear of the sexual haze that had dulled her other senses.  Only then was
the fire-type moemon finally able to process Red's repeated command to suck
his dick.  She turned around, her face flushed a rosy pink, and tentatively
grasped her master's cock.

   Kenna licked the underside of Red's semi-hard penis until the head
landed on her outstretched tongue.  Rather than putting a hand on the back
of his charmander's head, Red leaned over and took Kenna's stiff nipples
between his index fingers and thumbs.  He coaxed her down his dick by
pulling the sensitive nubs, proudly jutting out from her tiny breasts, down
and towards him.

   The gentle tugging on her sensitive young titties and her own prideful
nature pulled her down the length of her master's throbbing erection until
it hit the back of her throat.  Then she pulled back a little when her gag
reflex kicked in.  This of course increased the tension on her breasts and
she inevitably lowered her face down Red's cock.  The cycle continued and
she gave a passable blowjob while her head was filled with conflicting
thoughts and emotions.  The discomfort in her throat, the pleasurable pain
in the puffy mounds of her small breasts, her ingrained obedience, her
pride, and her embarrassment at the situation all came together to magnify
her arousal.  Something deep within her just felt right to kneel in front
of her master and pleasure him with her mouth.

   Red let go of his moemon's nipples, grabbed her fiery red ponytail and
pulled her off of his cock.  The sensations were wonderfully pleasant, but
the teen was on a mission and he didn't want to cum just yet.  With a
single word, "Strip," he ordered his half-naked charmander to finish taking
off her elastic white body suit.  When she had done so and kicked the
material off to the side, Red motioned for her to straddle his lap.  He
ensured that he was lined up with her leaking pussy, so as she lowered
herself, Red's cock entered her short love canal.  Just like that morning,
his dick was too long for Kenna's pubescent pussy.  She balanced less than
comfortably on her master's cock with her face buried against his chest and
hands on his shoulders, trying to alleviate the pressure of her entire
weight being held up by her cervix resting on top of Red's cockhead.

   Red likewise didn't like the arrangement and quickly slipped his hands
under her butt cheeks so he could pump his moemon up and down.  With Red
carrying her weight, Kenna took her hands off of his shoulders and hugged
him, pulling herself against his chest even tighter.  As Red increased the
frequency that he was bouncing his charmander on his cock, Kenna's stiff
nipples rubbed even faster against the scratchy fabric of his black cotton
shirt.  She didn't bother doing something about it because Red's earlier
ministrations had left her unbearably close to her climax.  It took just
under two pleasurable and moan-filled minutes until Kenna's velvety walls
clenched tightly around her master's invading member and an audibly sharp
intake of breath marked the creature's first ever orgasm.  She moaned her
intense satisfaction against Red's chest.  In turn, Red held her up with
one arm and used the other to hold her tightly against his chest.

   They stayed like that for several moments, until Kenna's orgasm fully
subsided.  Red lifted his charmander off of his cock and set her down on
his lap.  His glistening erection was sandwiched between the two of them.
He held like that until she began to squirm.  Her prideful nature began to
reassert itself and she was annoyed at having submitted to her master in
such a way.

   With the moment over, Red recalled Kenna to her moeball and released
Domonique in her place.

   The mankey blinked at the sudden change in environment.  She
instinctively assumed a fighting stance, but relaxed when she realized she
was in the room where Red had taken permanent ownership of her earlier that
day.  Domonique eagerly looked to her master, hoping that they could
continue their interrupted tryst.

   Red looked over the aroused moemon.  She began fidgeting under Red's
gaze, but he was preoccupied comparing how much smaller her boobs were now
than when they were unbound.  He soon caught her expectant gaze and grinned
back at her, joking, "Well, what are you waiting for?  Take those pajamas
off and come here."

   In a flash, Domonique unsnapped her beige onesie, let it drop to the
floor, leapt towards Red, promptly tangled her legs in the discarded
fabric, and fell flat on her face.

   Red chortled at his mankey's antics and took off his jacket and shirt
while he waited for his moemon to pick herself up.

   He didn't have long to wait though.  Domonique quickly kicked off her
brown, clawed slippers and untangled her legs from her discarded pajamas.
Wearing nothing but her breast wrap, she headed towards her master with a
hungry look on her face and her eyes locked firmly on his throbbing
erection.  So focused was she on Red's cock that Domonique failed to notice
his arms until he lifted her up and pulled her into a tight embrace.  The
mankey squirmed in anticipation and slipped off his lap so she was
straddling her master's left thigh.  She rubbed her nearly hairless pussy
against Red's leg, her few wispy pubic hairs tickling his legs until his
leg and her crotch were drenched in her juices.

   While she was doing that, Red removed the metal clasp holding her breast
binding in place.  He unwound the bandages from her small breasts and
exposed them to his gaze.  He began playing with her titties, the largest
of the three pairs that he had the pleasure of playing with that day.

   Domonique continued masturbating against his leg, clearly desperate for
the climax that had been denied her several hours ago.  She let out an
incoherent protest, but didn't struggle as Red lifted her from her perch.

   Red held her back against his chest and slowly lowered her.  He guided
her down so he could impale her deflowered pussy on his turgid shaft.  Red
leaned back and put his elbows on the bed once he was sure that his moemon
was riding him securely.  From that position, he was easily able to thrust
his hips and bounce Domonique on his cock.

   Despite the tightness off her channel, Domonique's unnaturally plentiful
lubrication allowed Red to maintain a vigorous pace.  He shifted his weight
over so he could free one arm.  She was so close to her orgasm that she
loudly voiced her pleasure when Red began rubbing her clit.

   Although Red found the position comfortable enough at first, their
copulation quickly devolved into race to see if Red could make Domonique
cum before he had to change his position.  Feeling her tremor slightly, Red
correctly guessed that his moemon was about to cum.  He pressed his thumb
down against her clit even harder and stuck his middle finger into her
already stuffed cunnie.

   Domonique's young pussy was already painfully full from just Red's dick.
When the teen added his finger, Domonique's eyes shot open from the sudden
and unexpected wave of pain and pleasure that washed over her.  The mankey
let out a primal scream as her master gave her the sweet release that she
had been seeking.  Her walls squeezed Red's invading member and finger. 
Domonique's pussy begged Red to fill her with his seed.

   Red had planned on finishing off inside Kaity, but the way Domonique
squeezed him took him by surprise and he came inside his moemon's begging
pussy.  Although he hadn't built up all that much semen since his earlier
romp with his rattata, he shot what he had into her love channel.  Red
groaned out his pleasure just as Domonique's scream subsided.  The
satisfied young man allowed himself to fall back on the bed, relieving his
arm from having to hold his weight up.

   Domonique fell right along with her master.  His slowly deflating cock
slipped out of her tight passage and a mixture of their cum began to
dribble out of her cunnie.  Still sensitive from orgasming, Domonique
mewled from the painful sort of pleasure that comes from sexual stimulation
right after climax.

   Red continued lightly stroking his mankey's clit and slowly fingering
her creamed pussy while he waited for his other arm to stop tingling from
the resumed blood flow.  Once the prickling sensation ended, Red pulled his
moemon towards himself and kissed the side of her neck, eliciting more
noises of pleasure from the sexually satisfied girl.  The young man pulled
his finger out of Domonique's pussy and realized that it was wet with their
sexual juices.  Rather than wipe his finger off on the sheet, Red pressed
his slimy finger against his moemon's lips.

   Without thinking, Domonique parted her lips and allowed her master's
finger to enter her mouth.  She licked the invading digit clean, savoring
her master's taste even though it was diluted with her own sexual fluids.
The mankey released Red's finger with wet pop once she had sucked it clean.

   Red reached over the side of the bed and grabbed Domonique's discarded
moeball.  He recalled her to her ball and got out of bed.  Red wrapped a
towel around himself and went to the bathroom.

   In the bathroom, he brushed his teeth and took a piss.  Red noticed that
his cock was still wet with his cum and the juices of the two moemon he had
just fucked, but he decided against wiping it dry when an idea came to his
mind.

   Walking back to his room with a bounce in his step, Red heard a familiar
scream.  He thought it sounded like Leaf and his suspicion was soon
confirmed when the same voice yelled out, "Umaaaaa!" Red chuckled and knew
that he would have to tease her about this in the morning.

   Back in his room, Red dropped the towel and released Kaity from her
ball. The purple-haired rattata, with her collared dress tied with a red
bow, knee-high socks and brown shoes, looked out of place standing next to
her naked master.  Before he could order her to do so, Kaity knelt in front
of him and swallowed his flaccid dick.  Red almost lost his balance as his
moemon's tongue began licking the evidence of his previous two conquests of
his cock.  He took a few unsteady steps back against the bed and sat down,
freeing himself from Kaity's mouth.

   Kaity walked forward on her knees and flashed her big pearly white
teeth. "I'm so lucky!" Red's rattata squeaked, "Master has two other
moemon, and they both taste delicious!" Kaity rested her cheek on Red's lap
and lapped at his still wet cock.

   Red scratched his moemon's head, especially behind her real ears. 
"You're happy that I have other moemon?" He asked, finding it hard to
believe that she would.

   With her lips wrapped around the teen's semi-flaccid dick, Kaity locked
eyes with Red, nodded enthusiastically, and hummed her reply, "Mmm Hmm!"
She took his member out of her mouth and kissed his dick right on the piss
slit.  "I want a strong master that has lots of strong moemon." Kaity
explained.  Her red eyes conveyed the shock of sudden and frightful
thought. "You won't get rid of me when you have a bunch of strong moemon?"
Kaity asked with moistening eyes.

   "Of course not." Red reassured her.  "You'll be one of those strong
moemon."

   Kaity stared at him, struggling to comprehend the unexpected combination
of words.  Once she had wrapped her head around Red's words, Kaity opened
her glistening eyes again in excitement.  The rattata let out a painful,
high-pitched, squeal and hugged her master tightly, pressing her face
against his bare stomach.

   Red rubbed one of his ears, futilely trying to get it to stop ringing.
Although he wasn't successful in that endeavor, he at least prevented his
moemon from repeating the painful deed by keeping his other hand on the
back of her head.  The young man stroked Kaity's purple hair and said,
"Let's go to bed.  Oh, and no more squealing.  It hurts!" Red tried to lead
her to bed, but the rattata refused to budge.

   Kaity stood petrified in shock at the realization that she had hurt her
master, not once, but twice and on her very first day with him.  She had
violated one of the fundamental compulsions of moemon and it tore at her
very being.  "I'm sorry!" Kaity suddenly called out.  She blubbered on, "I
didn't mean to.  It - it - it was an accident.  Honest!"

   Red picked up his purple-haired moemon so she was eye level with him and
ordered, "Look at me."

   Kaity stopped trying to hide her face in her chest and reluctantly met
his gaze.  Her red eyes glistened with barely restrained tears.  She gulped
loudly, not knowing what her master would do to her, but fearing the worst.

   Red kissed her on the tip off her nose then pressed his forehead and
nose against hers.  "Don't worry about it anymore," he reassured her.  Red
set her down on his lap and untied Kaity's red bow, pulling it out from
under her dress's collar.  He unfastened the buttons holding the rattata's
dress up and revealed her small round breasts.  Red planted a few kisses on
both of Kaity's little titties, then latched onto her left nipple and
areola.  The teen sucked his moemon's tit until her sniffles were replaced
with coos of pleasure.

   Red helped his placated moemon stand up and let her unfastened dress
fall to the floor.  "Get naked and hop in bed." he ordered, "I'll turn off
the lights." Once he did so, Red spooned with Kaity under the covers and
the two of them drifted off to sleep together.

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   Daisy released Sora from her moeball and looked at her spearow with
trepidation.

   While Daisy was busy deciding what to do, Sora scanned the tiny room to
make sure that it was free of any threats to her mistress's safety.  She
was so consumed by this critical task that she didn't notice Daisy approach
her until the teenaged girl reached out to remove her beak.  Sora flinched
away from Daisy's hand, but reluctantly moved back to the sandy blonde when
she realized that it was just her mistress.

   Daisy removed Sora's fake beak and tossed it on the bed.  She took a
deep breath and kissed her spearow, quickly changing the moemon's thoughts
from combat to sex.  Daisy felt the kiss lacked feeling compared to the
kisses that she had shared with her companions, let alone the passion of
the kiss that Leaf had given her.  The young woman's face turned a deep red
as relived that blissful moment.  /No.  No.  I'm not a lesbian!/ Daisy
thought as she imagined an oversexualized caricature of a man with Red's
face on top.

   /What about Brooke?/ A part of her asked, /You had sex with her./

   /She.../ Daisy mentally shook her head and continued, /It's a moemon,
not a person.  She doesn't count./

   /Sure./ Countered the viciously self-critical part of her mind.  /And
what about all the stories you read about a 'straight' girl that gets
seduced by an experienced lesbian?/

   /Those aren't the only stories that I like./ Daisy lamely replied, /Most
of the stories had a man doing the seducing./ A sudden rush of
lightheadedness prevented her tormentor from calling Daisy out on her
little bit of intellectual dishonesty and going into excruciating detail
about just how many girls her favorite male characters had seduced and what
they made their girls do to each other.

   Daisy opened her eyes and found the source of her lightheadedness; she
was still kissing Sora.  The blushing girl managed to turn an even deeper
shade of red.  Daisy broke the kiss and, while recovering her breath, found
herself so aroused that her stiff nipples were causing visible bumps
despite the fact that she was wearing a bra under her dress and her pussy
was beginning to leak its arousal.

   Sora, on the other hand, had produced so much lubrication that she had
soaked her beige riding pants.  The spearow leaned forward in an attempt to
resume the interrupted kiss, but she failed to catch Daisy's lips.  Sora
silently watched her mistress fold her plain green dress, remove her bra,
place both articles of clothing on the desk, and walk back towards her in
all her naked glory.

   Burning with desire, Daisy began stripping her moemon.  She began with
Sora's reddish brown gloves and then removed her brown knee-high boots. 
Daisy removed her moemon's black and white vest with its attached wings,
her beige riding pants, and her striped necktie and light blue dress
blouse, leaving the spearow just as naked as she was herself.

   Lying back on the bed, Sora reached out and cupped her mistress's larger
breasts that were hovering overhead.  She squeezed Daisy's firm young
breasts and felt a corresponding surge of joy when her sandy blonde trainer
purred in pleasure.

   Daisy mirrored Sora's actions and cupped her spearow's small apple-sized
titties.  Straddling the moemon, the nude girl leaned down and pressed her
lips against Sora's, resuming their earlier aborted makeout session.  After
another lengthy and passionate kiss, Daisy kissed her way down to the
spearow's little boobies.  There, she sucked and kissed Sora's breasts and
nipples until her moemon was squirming underneath her.  Daisy got off of
Sora and slipped her left leg under the spearow's right so that both human
and moemon had their right leg over the other's left.  The sandy blonde
girl crab walked forward until their pussies pressed against each other. 
Daisy lifted herself up to apply pressure on their clits, although her
efforts were mitigated by their clitoral hoods, which prevented direct
stimulation of their most sensitive pleasure center.

   The girl and her moemon tribbed and rubbed each other's breasts, both
working to get the other off.  Unsurprisingly, Sora was the first to reach
her climax; however, she also reached her second orgasm before Daisy had
even had one.  Daisy let go of the spearow's breasts and started teasing
her own nipples, since Sora had abandoned that task while under the throes
of her second climax.  The frustrated girl untangled her legs and straddled
her moemon's left thigh.  Daisy humped the spearow's leg, making it glisten
with their (but mostly Sora's) arousal.  The sandy blonde achieved
marginally better results until the spearow's knee coaxed Daisy's clit out
from under her hood.  Suddenly, a wave of pleasure, emanating from her
sensitive button, enveloped the humping girl and then, just as suddenly,
imploded in on itself.  Daisy leaned down and sucked as much of her
moemon's booblet in her mouth as she could.  It was only thing she could
think to do to keep herself from screaming out her pleasure at the long
awaited orgasm.

   Once she returned to her senses, Daisy apologized to Sora for biting her
tit and then licked the spearow's nearly hairless slit, careful to avoid
getting her moemon's juices on her hair or face.  Once she lapped up enough
of Sora's natural lubrication, Daisy shared a very passionate and very wet
kiss with the spearow, forcing her moemon to taste the residue of their
lovemaking.

   After such a lewd act, Sora was prepared to continue their little
bedtime fun, but Daisy dashed her hopes when she took the spearow's moeball
from the desk and recalled Sora and Sora's discarded clothes back to her
moeball.  Daisy jumped into bed and cuddled against her pillow.  She half
squealed half giggled into the pillow, "I'm so glad I went with Red and
Leaf!" Daisy continued happily fidgeting against her pillow until she
shivered from lying naked in the room.  That provided her the needed
incentive to exuberantly go about getting cleaned and getting ready for
bed.

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   Leaf came down from her second orgasm from one of Uma's hairtacles.  She
had already lost track of how many orgasms she had given her moemon and was
ready to call it a night.  However, the bulbasaur had other plans.

   Uma took her other prehensile appendage and pressed it into her
mistress's pussy alongside her first braided hairtacle.

   Still hypersensitive from her prior orgasm, Leaf was unprepared for the
sudden onslaught of pleasure, and not a small amount of pain, as the
bulbasaur stretched her pussy out wider than Leaf had ever done by herself.
The brunette opened her mouth, but no sound escaped her lips.  Leaf's world
closed around the two braided green hairtacles mercilessly fucking her raw.
The trainer writhed under her moemon's torturously pleasurable assault
until she reached her third orgasm of the night.  As if a switch was
thrown, Leaf suddenly regained the ability to express herself and screamed
out, "Umaaaaa!"

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   Chapter 6 end.  If you enjoyed this story, found an error, or wish to
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