Previously on Oranges to Grapes...

While being assailed by five Diademons, Cure Grudge manages to handle three of them, but runs into a snag. So, Jessica and Leopold step in by becoming Cure Hatred, and the two transformed felines make quick work of the last two Diademons before they continue...

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"Cure Hatred! Slow down!" Cure Grudge said as she chased after her fellow cat.

"There's no time," the cyan-clad snow leopard told the green-clad caracal. "The plan was to get to Porto Marinada to get more supplies and maybe rest for the night. That's it. Now, I have to find somewhere private to take care of something I'd rather you not know about. You just worry about getting some pocket money for the auction."

As soon as the sentence was finished, Rosita and Conner separated and were left to reach the center in question. "Okay, but it might take me a while to get everything sold, so feel free to take your time!" she called out.

Meanwhile, Cure Hatred found a space of open land where no one could witness what was about to happen. As soon as she was certain that the coast was clear, Jessica and Leopold separated, and the weasel-shaped puff of frost said, "Okay, I know you were fighting a battle with yourself before those who-knows-whats, but that's noooOOOOH MEW, what are you doing!?"

"Turn around, that's what!" Jessica retorted as she shoved her shorts and striped panties down, exposing her butt and pussy... the latter of which had a string sticking out. She then bent down in a squat and reached down to the string, carefully giving it a tug to inch out what it was attatched to. A few seconds later, a red tube of cotton fell out of her canal with a hollow "pop" before it was followed by a trickle of blood!

"Hoh... Hrng!"

In a rush of effort, the snow leopard pushed her abdominal muscles at the same time as one of her contractions, forcing out a rush of menstruation onto the grass below and staining the ground red. That's right, her cycle was nearing its end, but she was riding out the cramps until she could find a place to push out her oven-juice in privacy... which wasn't easy to come by, so she had to plan out escape routes in advance. When her alloted 8 hours of holding in her tampon were almost over, she had a simple strategy of ducking into her secret spots so she could hide, clear herself out, then load in a fresh cotton Ponyta before she could come back for another 8 hours until her "Aunt Flo" left town until next month.

With her shed uterine lining fully evacuated, Jessica reached into her shorts pocket and took out something in a blue wrapper. She opened it up and took out a clear plastic cylinder with a white string hanging out before reaching it between her thighs again. Slowly and carefully, she inserted the tube into her canal with the string end facing out, then pushed a finger into the tube while grabbing the end of the rim. In one careful motion, the string was threaded through the tube as it came out until Jessica was holding an empty tube and had another string dangling from her other pair of lips.

Satisfied with her work, the snow leopard pulled her bottoms back up and stood on her feet again before consolidating the garbage together until she could find a receptacle to dispose of it properly. Just then, a Grimer started slinking her way on its goo, and Leopold took notice! "Ah! A Grimer! Don't worry, Jessica! I'll save you!" He then breathed another one of his ice-sighs, and the living blob of purple slime was quickly frozen solid!

Jessica saw the big sludgecicle and got an idea! "Thanks, Leopold, I can take it from here." She then reached into a different pocket and took out a Poke Ball. "Didn't think I'd ever get a chance to use this. Poke Ball, go!"

The thrown ball bopped Grimer and opened up, swallowing it up in red light while it was unable to defend itself. As soon as the red light went back into the ball, it closed up and landed on the ground, wobbling once before a "thoomp" was heard.

"Score!" Jessica said in triumph. "And now for Phase 2." She released Grimer from the ball, and in a flash of white light, it was back, but still frozen. "Welcome to the team, Grimer. And as a reward for letting what happened happen, here's a treat." She then tossed her tampon garbage, wrapper and all, into Grimer's open maw, then held up the ball again. "Now, return!"

Grimer was swallowed up in red light again, and Jessica put the ball back in her pocket. "Whew, crisis averted, mission accomplished, and... bonus points! Now, come on, Leopold, let's go catch up with Rosita and see how much money she got for the auction."

"Whatever," Leopold said as he scampered back up to Jessica's shoulder. "I just want to put this whole incident behind me enough to forget it happened."

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Back at the Pokemon Center, Rosita was just wrapping up her transaction with the Poke Mart kiosk and made enough money to weigh down her backpack's front pouch! "Whew! If that doesn't get us on the fast track to restock our supply at the auction, I don't know what will. Thank you for your buisiness!"

"My pleasure, young lady," the desk clerk said. "Come again soon!"

Rosita left the Pokemon Center and went back on the path, and no less than five seconds later, she was rejoined by Jessica. "Well, I did what I needed to do, did you?"

"Everything and more," Jessica answered. "But the important thing is that we're on the homestretch to Porto Marinada and the auction... so let's go, and don't ask questions."

"Don't have to tell me twice," Rosita said, and neither girl said another word as they set down the path to their destination. It wasn't long before the two kitties and their little partners found themselves walking through a neighborhood of pastel-colored houses surrounding a large building with a glass roof, filled with kiosks of people selling their wares... some of which had costomers fighting for some choice buys as the sellers were rattling off prices.

They had finally made it to Porto Marinada.

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To be continued...

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Chapter epilogue

(Rosita and Jessica are sitting in foldout chairs)

R: Hello, readers. I'm Rosita Verdes, a.k.a. Cure Grudge.
J: And I'm Jessica Winters, a.k.a. Cure Hatred. We've had quite a bit of fun with menstrual cycles these past few chapters of "Oranges to Grapes," but what we females go through during them is no laughing matter.
R: So whenever you socialize with a female, be courteous and respectful. Otherwise, you run the ever-present risk of her venting her frustrations on you because God put a curse on the female physique to feel agonizing pain for five days every month.
J: Thanks for listening. And remember, don't do drugs!