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Solis\n\nPokémon is Copyright ©️ of Game Freak and The Pokemon Company.\nI do not intend to infringe on copyrights, and this work is purely fanfiction.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Alice's Tale Part 1

A story about the dark side of the Las Vegas if Daegar, and how two of it's most prominent residents decide to leave the place for good.

I hope you guys like the story.

Poképhilia Story NSFW - The Ritz of Ritz Regal
By J.C. Solis

Pokémon is Copyright ©️ of Game Freak and The Pokemon Company.
I do not intend to infringe on copyrights, and this work is purely fanfiction.", "writing": "Poképhilia Story\nLove Has No Bounds\n\nThe Ritz of Ritz Regal\n By J.C. Solis\n \n It had been over two months since the events that transpired over at the Church of Arceus in Lakeshire Town, and not only was the whole of Lakeshire Town sent into a spiral of chaos, but most of the Daegar Region was shocked beyond words regarding this horrible terrorist attack. Though hundreds of lives were saved by the hands of Justin Solis, his cousin Detective Cecil Robinson, and their pokémon, there were around two dozen men and women who weren’t so fortunate. The bombing of the church led to a massive investigation by government officials from all the different branches of the law, with extensive and even invasive searches being carried out as no stone was left unturned.\n Team Shroud, for their part, was made a pariah in the region as hate was garnered against them for the attack. But shockingly, even this evil and beyond-cruel act was not enough to sway people from the group, with some people believing that the attack on the church was necessary. Some even criticized that Pastor Cristian Solis’ announcement of his support of Pokephiles made him ineligible to be considered a servant of The Alpha – though they still found it hard to justify the bombing and the death of so many people.\n And all corners of Daegar were reeling from the intensity of this news. From Perkinsville to Kelsgrove, to Serenity Cove, and even Luminance Town, it was hard to not find a town or city where the news from Lakeshire Town was being spoken of.\n Not even the glitz and glamour of Ritz Regal City was immune to the pandemonium that had engulfed the whole country.\n The Las Vegas of Daegar was a place with its own problems and issues with crime, given that it was a place where gambling and debauchery took hold, and sins were committed around every corner. It was, simply put, the place where the sinful came to sin and those with darker intentions came to make the most out of their ill-gotten agendas. But even a place as shameless as this was rocked by the impact that came from the news about Lakeshire Town. The gamblers and dealers, the loan sharks and heavies, the prostitutes and johnnies – everyone was shaken to the core by the horrors of that fateful day.\n It truly says something about an event when even the sinful are dismayed by a shocking crime. Even the street hookers took solace in that their line of work didn’t result in the end of life of others. And the loan sharks at least would never go as far as to kill people in mass, even if a huge amount of debt was owed to them. Ironically enough, all of these sinners could be considered saints in comparison to the evils that came from the minds of those involved with Team Shroud, and even the underworld of Ritz Regal City was not fond of the terrorist attack that wantonly killed so many lives.\n As the morning dawned on the city, the people were getting ready for another day of work, welcoming guests and visitors from afar and making them comfortable in their stay within the city of sin. And given that the PFF, or Pokémon Fighting Federation, was headquartered within the heart of the city, that meant that people could come over and watch a pokémon battle or two, alongside a human wrestling match that was sure to end in a spectacular show.\n One such fighter was Natasha Anastasia Ivanovna – the now former champion. Having been defeated and had her and her pokémon’s titles taken away from them both, on losing her match Natasha did something that shook the entire wrestling world, and even most of the general area of Daegar, to its core: Natasha announced her retirement from the sport.\n It was a decision that she had been mulling over for the better part of two years. She and her pokémon partner, Ivan the Incineroar, just weren’t happy with the sport anymore. While they both appreciated the amount of fanfare they received, as well as the truckloads of money they earned through their battles and matches, the two just didn’t feel like carrying on with the sport. Beating other people and pokémon senselessly just did not make them feel happy.\n Another reason for Natasha wanting to retire was simple: she refused to sell her soul to the entertainment industry. She knew full well that if she didn’t leave she would be coerced into partaking in things that would go against her nature and her morals. And in truth, she saw herself getting engrossed in the luxuries and the glitz and glamour that came with this life. Money and fame were starting to get into the poor Russian woman’s head, and she was starting to forget her humble origins.\n But this revelation was brought on not just through her introspection, but also through the advice of someone close to Natasha, and it was someone who clung to the shadows and made sure not to be seen. This person was a constant follower of the former wrestling champion and one who’d always make sure to have her interests put forward. It was someone that Natasha had known since the very beginning and someone who vowed to always remain by the Russian and her pokémon.\n This woman was Natasha’s publicist, manager, bodyguard, and, more importantly, her best friend since childhood: an ebony-skinned, spunky woman by the name of Alice Goodwinter.\n Alice and Natasha went way back, knowing each other through their fathers. Alice’s father, Robert “Raging Bob” Goodwinter, was a battle comrade of Natasha’s late father, Aleksander Ivanovna. Bob got the name “Raging Bob” due to his bravery, which some would label as idiotic. Whenever Bob was enraged, the man unleashed a side of him that would put Rambo to shame. The black man and the Russian were as close as they came, the two soldiers understanding what it meant to put one’s body on the line for the sake of their country and comrades. And as such, their families were also close to one another.\n In truth, Alice was older than Natasha, so she didn’t always share the same classes as she did. But Alice was always there for her whenever she needed her help. In some ways, Alice behaved like a big sister to Natasha, making sure to chase bullies away and keep the younger friend safe.\n This behavior was enforced when Aleksander sacrificed himself to save his squad mates during the mission that would cost him his life. The last person that he saved was none other than “Raging” Bob Goodwinter, with the man doing his best to return the favor by administering first aid to the fallen soldier after Alek took several bullet wounds to save his crew. However, Bob’s attempts to save Alek were in vain, and the Russian operator perished before he could receive first aid.\n Alice comforted Natasha on hearing that her father had tragically perished and also offered her undying gratitude that her dad had saved her own father. Alice vowed to always repay the favor by sticking by Natasha’s side and offering her a hand whenever necessary. She would do whatever she could to help her and the Ivanovna family as thanks for having her own father be saved at the hands of Alek.\n In the end, though, Bob would not last long – the man succumbing to cancer just a mere seven years after the fateful mission that took Aleksander’s life. But in that time, Bob and his daughter always showed gratitude to Natasha and her family for what the mighty Aleksander had done for him. And this gratitude was something that carried on to this day. When Natasha was accepted into the PFF, Alice had just recently graduated from University in marketing and business. As thanks, she decided to join Natasha’s side and work as her publicist and manager.\n Despite her hanging around Natasha, Alice was not a wrestler. But any notion that Alice didn’t know how to fight was quickly dashed whenever she and her pokémon partner went to battle. Her Pokémon partner was perhaps mighty enough that he could theoretically rival the Incineroar Ivan in strength: Drake the male Garchomp.\n Drake and Alice were as close to each other as Natasha was to her Incineroar Ivan, and the dragon type indeed knew how to roll with the punches just as much as his feline counterpart. And just like the big cat, the big land shark was more than willing to step up to the plate to defend his master and keep her safe. But Drake was also rather rough around the edges when it came to others, being someone who was less warm and welcoming than the big cat. And unlike the vodka-swilling Ivan, Drake was a staunch teetotaler and refused to imbibe even the smallest amount of booze. The dragon would even get upset whenever Alice would go for drinks with Natasha, even if the Russian former wrestler was insistent on sharing a shot of clear Russian celebration liquor with her.\n For now, with Natasha currently out of work, she and Alice have been wondering what the former champion would do next. Natasha floated around the idea of her going to university, a prospect that seemed a bit boring to Ivan. But Alice considered that to be a sound investment, considering that wrestling wasn’t always the soundest idea for the Russians to pursue forever. But the task of finding which career would help Natasha the most was something that left the two trainers scratching their heads.\n “What do you think I should do, Ali?” asked Natasha while calling Alice by her childhood pet name. “I don’t know much of anything other than fitness and fighting.”\n “If only there was something like professional hitting. Then Ivan would never get to stop fighting others and beat others to a pulp,” moaned Ivan.\n “I think that was the job you had before, brother,” replied Drake, who surprisingly sounded like a southern gym bro and wrestler more than anything else. “You may wanna try something else before you fall back to the old job you had before. You are retired, yah know.”\n “It’s good to consider your options, Natasha,” noted Alice. “It’ll be hard to get used to something completely different from what you guys are normally used to. But if you don’t decide on something that you two honestly enjoy – besides wrestling, that is – then you’ll always be stuck doing the same old thing. I’d say just keep an open mind.”\n The four friends were in the living room of Natasha’s penthouse apartment, the place nice and quaint despite being the abode of a famous former wrestler. The TV was on and currently showcasing the local news of the region. But one Breaking News event that showcased was something that hit all four of them close to home.\n The headline “Lakeshire Town Bomber Associates Apprehended” was on the TV, with the faces of four people who were connected with Team Shroud being seen. These were four men and women who had supplied Team Shroud with the materials needed to make the weapons used to destroy the Church of Arceus and cause so much death. Unfortunately, no actual members of Team Shroud were discovered, and even the suppliers of explosives were in the dark as to their true identities.\n Needless to say, the headline left the four of them with bile coming up their gullets, though Natasha was the one who was more downtrodden among them.\n “I still can’t believe that those monsters would do something like this,” noted Natasha glumly. “I was there. That could have been me and Ivan and all of our friends.”\n “Don’t pay those assholes any heed, Natasha. There wasn’t much you could have done. Justin and Cecil did their best to save everyone, but not everyone could be saved,” lamented Alice.\n But Natasha could not be consoled. Some of the people who tragically perished were people that she knew, and to see them go out in such a horrible fashion was enough to bring a tear to her eye. Alice only hoped that the Russian former wrestler could find some solace and realized there was not much she could have done to save anyone. Had she tried to do something, she may not have been able to escape the church when it exploded. Then where would she have been?\n Alice was not with Natasha when the church was destroyed. She had stayed behind in Ritz Regal to do some work for Natasha’s retirement. But on hearing that the Church of Arceus had been bombed, her worst fear was that Natasha would be trapped inside when the whole building was leveled. Though she breathed a sigh of relief when the Russian girl answered her frantic phone call, just hearing Natasha’s crying and dismay made Alice’s heart sink. She could only imagine the horrors that had faced Natasha while over there – seeing so many dead and mangled, and seeing the main cultural center point of her hometown being reduced to rubble.\n For now, all Alice could do was sit with Natasha, Ivan, and Drake as they planned the next course for their new time together. Alice considered having Natasha go to Pokémon University to study something that might pique her interest, though Ivan might grumble a bit at not having any way to battle and let loose his pent-up energy. One recommendation was for Natasha to become a fitness instruction and battle coach – to help people who wanted to do the Pokémon League Challenge of Daegar. Plenty would be willing to learn how to battle properly from a champion, though her popularity might mean that she would have to cap the number of students at a time. For sure, the League would be more than happy to have the former champion join their ranks as a star Pokémon Coach.\n For now, though, there was not much that could be done. And all Alice, Natasha, and their pokémon could do was rest for the day and take it easy. Whatever plans they would make for the future could not be done in a short amount of time. \n All they could do was hope for the best and pray that things would improve in their hometown.\n The future remained uncertain for the trainers and their pokémon…\n \n The streets of Ritz Regal were even more animated than they normally were, with the noise of people reveling and making merry heard throughout the busy streets and down the strip. Given that it was currently a Saturday evening, the people in the city were on their way to the casinos and the nearby Strip of Ritz, a lane of casinos, hotels, bars, gentlemen’s clubs, and so many other places where one could get lost within the vice of the city. It was such a beautifully sinful place, with people walking out and about between the different places and enjoying their time within the Las Vegas of Daegar.\n People ogled at signs of the strip clubs, offering views of topless women as they danced around poles and presented their busty tits to lusty patrons. There were gambling spots galore, with people coming over slot machines and other gambling devices. Bets were being made to sports games on the TV, with the nearby loan sharks getting ready to collect their money would the bets their duped gamblers either go good or bad. The house always won, and in the end, the City of Ritz Regal always found a way to tug at the heartstrings of people as they plied sin and vice at people’s inner desires.\n But Alice and Natasha desired to simply live a life worth living again. Natasha was especially depressed as she and Ivan downed shots of vodka in one of the many high-end nightclubs that they would often attend. Alice and Drake were close by to make sure that the Russians wouldn’t get too drunk off their asses, though they hoped that the two would still enjoy their time among fans and so-called “Friends” that they made amongst Ritz Regal high society.\n And yet, Alice never could adjust to this aspect of Ritz Regal life. Yes, it was beautiful to see all of these people enjoying an alcoholic beverage or two. But the whole decadence and hedonism of the entire city felt wrong. It was as though people wanted to hide from the harsh realities that gripped their lives, using the moment to “turn up” as a wall to momentarily forget the pains of one’s life and attempt to make the feeling of despair go away.\n However, that feeling would always rear its ugly head. People were once again talking about Lakeshire Town, the epicenter of it all. There were talks about Poképhilia and the impact it has had on society. There were even plenty of Poképhiles present among the crowd, those shameless, and drunk enough, to openly kiss and embrace their pokémon out in the open as they tried to show that they weren’t ashamed of who they were.\n Already some people were offended by these brazen acts of debauchery. To kiss a pokémon on the lips in public was taboo, and those who considered themselves among the ranks of the Anti-Poképhilia Crusaders were sure to voice their opinions. In turn, the Poképhilia supporters would also come out in counter-protest, telling the Crusaders off and asking whether they believed Lakeshire Town’s massacre was justified.\n “No, it wasn’t. But that doesn’t mean Poképhilia is all right!” cried out a crusader.\n “So you’re going to beat us into submission? Is that how you go about trying to convince us, by becoming like Team Shroud?”\n The bickering commenced as the two sides were at a stalemate. But suddenly, someone shouted:\n “Death to Pokephiles!”\n Booing could be heard coming from all over, followed by the sound of intense commotion. Nobody knows who started the battle, but all of a sudden the crowd erupted in thrown punches and jabs. Knives were pulled. Bottles were broken over people’s heads. Some people even began to cry out in agony. And then…\n Mayhem…\n The crowd erupted into a free-for-all the likes never seen before. Bottles were thrown as pokémon moves were used, with Flamethrower columns lighting alcoholic and flammable beverages ablaze. Water moves like Hydro Pump knocking people down and bathing people until they are soaking wet. Next came electric moves like Thunder Wave and Thunderbolt, shocking people horribly as electricity coursed through people’s and pokémon’s bodies.\n There was blood on the floor, and people were being knocked out as they collapsed on the floor from massive head trauma and great big hits to the head. The people had devolved from rowdy merry-making to making each other pay with their lives. And all of it was over a philosophical conundrum that had moral implications that perhaps didn’t even matter. People and Pokémon will always be happy together, and they can be affectionate in whatever way they can.\n As for Alice and Drake, they were blissfully unaware of the mayhem outside of the club, let alone the VIP section where they were staying to get drinks. But when a man with bloodied clothes stumbled into the room, everyone noted that something was wrong.\n One of the bouncers for the VIP room made for the wounded man, his left shirt sleeve ripped as a long cut on his triceps oozed crimson, all while he winced in pain.\n Alice and Natasha were the first to come to the aid of the man, the two of them worried that he would bleed to death were his cut not sealed.\n “Quick, Gustav, give me your belt!” cried out Natasha to the bouncer. Gustav did as he was told, though he wondered what a belt could do at a time like this. \n But Natasha lashed the belt around the upper arm of the wounded bleeding man, using it as a tourniquet to prevent even further blood loss. To this, Alice came by with a drink in her hand, though it wasn’t a typical drink to imbibe. It was the highest-proof alcohol in the bar, at a whopping 96% ABV. She cleaned up the blood and other dirt around the wound and sprinkled some of the alcohol on it, the ABV acting like an antiseptic that would clean the man’s wound. And just like isopropyl alcohol, the man cried out in pain as the alcohol burned, though it would do good at preventing any further risk of infection.\n “There, there, buddy,” shushed Alice as she and Natasha finished tending to the man’s wound. “This should do the trick. The bleeding will stop, and there won’t be any more risk of infection.” She then turned to Gustav. “What the hell happened, man? Why do we have a guy bleeding to his death here?”\n Gustav put a finger to his earpiece, hearing the grim news of the riot that was taking place outside.\n “A great big brawl happened just outside with some Poképhile Supporters and some Crusaders. They went nuts with each other, cutting each other and having their pokémon go ham. I don’t think it’d be a good idea to head out right now, even though the brawl ended.”\n But Natasha was not about to stand around as the people of her city were getting hurt. But before she could march out with Ivan, Alice grabbed her by the hand.\n “And where do you think you’re going?” snapped Alice.\n “Blyat Ad (Fucking hell), I need to go out there!” said Natasha as a bit of Russian came out of her mouth in exasperation. \n “And what do you think you can do? The brawl ended anyways, and this man needs our help.”\n “But… but…” Natasha could not sit down while there were people she could possibly help. “I’m sorry but I’m heading out.”\n And so, the Russian champion left for the exit alongside her Incineroar partner.\n “Natasha!” cried out Alice. “Damn it, that girl can be so hardheaded. Drake, you look after this guy and keep his tourniquet tight. I’m going after this girl before she gets herself into trouble.”\n “On it,” replied the Garchomp as his trainer chased after Natasha and Ivan.\n Alice ran out of the VIP area and went for the club entrance in hot pursuit of Natasha and Ivan. The two had barely stepped outside when she finally caught up with them – only for Natasha to remain frozen in shock at what she was seeing. Alice would know why.\n Men and women were on the ground, some of them bleeding while others were unresponsive. It was a literal bloodbath and one that caused people who came outside to scream in terror at the scene that looked straight out of a slasher horror movie. People were dying or already dead, and a small army of paramedics was coming over alongside the police and their pokémon. Any fighting that remained from the original brawl immediately died down with people running away – the police making sure to give them chase for their supposed connection.\n Alice, meanwhile, could only come up to Natasha and place a hand on her shoulder. The scene was truly horrific, and both girls were traumatized by what they saw. Natasha especially couldn’t believe that people were capable of such wanton violence and death. In some ways, she was becoming disillusioned with Ritz Regal City – a place she thought she could call home. The city was just as dark and insincere as the patrons who came to play a few rounds on the slot machines. People drank, had sex, became violent, and even died or got sent to jail.\n Alice, too, also wondered where things would go from here. She had enough of Ritz Regal City and the constant chaos around them. She had enough of the gambling and the vice and sin that was all around them, bringing in new suckers who hoped to live some semblance of the high life, the fantasy of feeling rich if only for a few days. This city truly was the City of Sin, and it was too much of a hellhole for Alice’s liking.\n As the police came over alongside the paramedics to tend to the wounded and arrest those who were still at large, the fantasy of Ritz Regal City was shattered for that evening. But the City of Sin would soon recover from this ordeal. What happened today would just be another page in the story of this place. It wasn’t like death and violence didn’t occur often enough in this place already.\n For now, as Natasha sat on the ground in tears, with Ivan, Alice, and Drake there to give her comfort, there was only one conclusive action that needed to be done.\n And if was one thing that was a long time coming.\n \n The city was in a complete uproar over the shock from the mob of the previous day. Poképhilia was the reason for the riot that left five people dead and many more severely or even critically injured. And the city was dealt another blow that would hurt it financially and cost the local venues money.\n Natasha Anastasia Ivanovna was leaving Ritz Regal City, and she would never return– to her publicist, Alice Goodwinter, said in a post online on social media. Instead, the two friends and their Pokémon were moving back to the place that meant the most to them both, and somewhere they hoped would be a tad bit more secure and closer to home – namely because it was their hometown.\n Natasha and Alice were moving back to Lakeshire Town as permanent residents. Though Natasha planned on having her own house, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t be staying with her Yurchenko family members for a while. Mainly, she wanted to seek the counsel of Babushka Svetlana and Mama Lyudmila, asking them what to do with her life now that she was neither a champion fighter nor some out-of-touch socialite who spent her days flittering money away. Her time in Ritz Regal was not a particularly fond one, and the homesick Russian young woman wanted to return to where her heart felt most secure.\n As for Alice, she was going to keep sticking close to Natasha as she discussed the option of Natasha going off to University to study for a career. The longtime champion of the PFF was going to live life as a normal citizen alongside Ivan. And Alice and Drake vowed to continue helping her as her guardian. But in the meantime, as Natasha would be spending time with her family, Alice would go off to spend time with her own.\n The Goodwinter household was often loud and boisterous, often rivaling that of her friend’s Russian family in noise. But the ebony woman also enjoyed her time with those closest to her, and she especially enjoyed being around her older and younger siblings, especially since the black family often had family outings and made merry with one another.\n The Goodwinter Family, as luck would have it, was set to have a family reunion within Lakeshire Town PokéPark, an event that Alice in no mind wanted to miss. While she was away from Natasha and her plans to find her own home, Alice would be seeing her mother – Mary “Mamie” Goodwinter, alongside her younger brother Claude, and her youngest sibling Candice. At the family meeting, she was also to meet her two older siblings: the second oldest Maya, and the oldest sibling Moses.\n As noted, Alice was the middle child in her family, though she could be argued to be the most well-off and prepared of the five. But that didn’t mean the other siblings were nobodies. Just like his late father Bob, Moses was a member of the Daegar Armed Forces and was even currently employed as a drill sergeant for the army. Moses, or “Moe” as his siblings called him, was the rock of the family now that his father had passed, and he did his best to keep everyone’s spirits up and to be the male authority that kept everyone together and in line. But that didn’t mean he didn’t have a life of his own, and not only was he married but he also had a baby son named William – or as he was called “Baby Bob”.\n Maya was a seamstress and fashion designer, working as a top-tier designer for one of Daegar’s fashion lines. Though she was only the second oldest, she was considered a second mother to the siblings, and she often doted on Alice, Claude, and Candice whenever she could. That being said, she did often tease them when they were all younger, though now that they were all grown she did this less often. She now had a husband of her own, and there were even plans of having a baby later on down the line – once she and her husband had settled down more and prepared themselves for such a thing.\n Claude, being almost as accomplished as Alice, was a member of the Pokémon League, and worked as an executive for the League’s logistics department – an incredible feat given his youth. Though, in truth, he also filled in for the Elite Four when one of them ended up sick. As such, Claude had powerful pokémon, but he opted out of becoming an Elite member out of both a fear of being exhausted from overworking and the fact that he often procrastinated and didn’t want the responsibility. In other words, despite being a high-ranking league member – and the youngest executive in the league’s history – he was still a low-maintenance and lazy bum.\n As for young Candice, she was a college student who went to Pokémon University. In fact, she had just finished her first year of college and was spending her days in Lakeshire Town to relax with her family. She was currently studying to be a Pokémon Doctor and even intended to travel to the Kanto Region to learn from a famous doctor from Pewter City who happened to be the rock-type gym leader. The youngest member of the Goodwinter family, young Candice was often doted and teased by her older siblings, and Alice especially had a fondness for her – which Candice reciprocated. In reality, all three female siblings were close with one another, and though Maya may have been the eldest female, Alice was oftentimes considered the brains of the five kids.\n Even with the death of their father, all five children were dedicated to their lives and their closeness with one another, and they all especially looked after Mother Mamie now that she was getting on in age. The five wanted to keep their mother around for as long as possible now that they were left with one parent. If one of the kids fell out of line or did something that the family didn’t approve of, then they had to answer to the other siblings in a stare-down talk.\n With this family dynamic in mind, Alice and Drake drove their car to the park’s parking lot and went for the shaded trees, where underneath a plume of gray smoke billowed from a charcoal grill. Every member of the family was present, including her uncle Larry and aunt Winona, who were Mamie’s brother and sister-in-law respectively. Finally, the matriarch of Alice’s maternal family was there – Grandma Medea, an older woman who was wheelchair-bound, though every bit as loudmouthed and snappy as her age and elderly wit would allow. Medea was no-nonsense and firm, though she loved all of her children and grandchildren dearly.\n Alice and Drake walked up while carrying a few bags of soda and plastic cups. Already, the noise the family was making could be heard from a mile away, and when the family saw her come up, they all cheered and welcomed her arrival.\n “Alice!” cried everyone in unison.\n “Hey there!” called back Alice as she smiled, having been a good while since she saw everyone.\n Candice, still a bit immature, charged for her older sister and hugged her tight.\n “You came, Ali! You came!” she cried out while referring to Alice in her nickname. She then turned to Drake and smiled as well. “And you too, Drake. Awesome to see you again!” she cried out as she went to hug the Garchomp with glee.\n Drake returned the favor as he wrapped his clawed hands around her, smiling with glee on seeing the little sibling that he was often charged with looking after when he was still a young pokémon and she was a little girl.\n Moses was the next to come up to Alice, the man wearing military fatigues and a red beret on his head. “Nice to see you make it here, little sis,” said Moe in a deep and baritone voice. “I was kind of worried that all that glitz and glamour in Ritz Regal made you want to stay over in the high life.”\n “Well, Moe, I’m back from that place, and good riddance,” replied Alice. “I hope me, and my girl Natasha never set foot in there again.”\n “Eh, no offense, but Ritz Regal is a shit hole,” added Claude. “Only the resorts and tourist spots are nice. But everyone else there lives in poverty. I swear, the ghetto got more style than that place.”\n “I was offered a position within a fashion house in Ritz Regal,” mused Maya. “But after what happened to you and your girl, I’m kind of glad I missed out on all that noise.”\n Candice was the only one who didn’t speak, remaining silent in the corner of the table. But though she didn’t want to give her two cents, the other members brought her up to talk.\n “Now that I think about it, you ain’t ever been to Ritz Regal, have yah Candace?” wondered Maya, putting her littlest sibling to attention.\n “Me? Umm… well, yeah. I’ve never been though,” said Candice meekly. “Though hearing all of y’all’s horror stories, I kind of don’t want to.”\n It was now Mama Mamie’s turn to give her own two cents.\n “That place is hella disgusting,” noted Mamie before she then looked at Alice. “When I’s heard you were heading to Ritz Regal for work, the first thing that came to mind was you working in a street corner. I thought that you lost your damn mind, going to that place even Arceus wouldn’t a bless.”\n Grandma Medea jumped into the banter, making her word known to all.\n “Girl, even for that kind a money, I’d never ah set foot in that place. Your gramps and I’ve been there a whole bunch of times, and every time I told him he better watch his damn gambling. We’d always leave there with our pockets drained and with a whole lot of regrets.”\n “Come on, Mama, we know that you liked going there. I often see you go to the Penny Slots and spend the rest of your time there,” recounted Uncle Larry.\n “Boy, you ain’t know nothing of what I did!” snapped Medea. “I used the penny slots cause they don’t cost the most money. And unlike your daddy over at the poker table, I was the one who ended up winning the most!”\n “Sorry for bringing that up then, Mama,” grumbled Larry.\n The family then talked about what ended up being the last straw for Alice to return home, asking whether it was true that the riot ended horribly. Alice gave a vivid account of what had transpired, with every family member on the edge of their seat as she recounted every vivid detail of the atrocity she saw. They all agreed in unison that it was the right move to go away from such a horrible place. It would have been even better for her if she had found work elsewhere, so the family mused. But in the end, Alice was just fulfilling her promise to look after Natasha, and on mentioning her, everyone wanted to hear the scoop on how Aleksander’s youngest child was doing.\n “How is that homegirl, girl,” asked Maya. “I bet with that shit that happened, you two got out of that fucking place at a good time.”\n “No cursing when I’m around, child!” cried out Medea. “Watch yo mouth before I get some soap and Claude’s Blastoise and clean it for yah!” she threatened.\n “Sorry Grandma.”\n “Cursing aside, I never liked being in Ritz Regal,” joined in Moe with his distaste. “I used to work in the Army base that was near there, and most of my comrades would head on over there when they were on leave. They’d get pretty wasted and spent when came back to base – and the sergeant would always give em grief over whatever the hell they did over there.”\n The family continued talking about Ritz Regal City and their personal experiences when they were over there. And everyone reached a consensus: the place was horrible. The family would tell stories of family members who’d get drunk out of their minds, of a few who even got mugged or assaulted, and Mamie even recounted that one time when her late husband caught a pickpocket who tried to steal his wallet – only for the military man to grab the thief by the wrist and break his hand, only to drag him to the nearby police officer and turn him in personally.\n But the mention of Bob caused everyone to reflect. “Raging Bob” would have been proud to see his five children have grown up and become such daring adults. To see Moses follow in his footsteps, Maya becoming a renowned tailor and businesswoman, Alice a marketeer and promoter, Claude a successful executive and trainer, and finally Candice a healer would have made his day. But sadly, the late special operations operative did not live long enough to become proud of what his children had become. And this notion hurt Alice the most.\n With their discussion carrying on, Moe commenced grilling some meat and veggies on the grill alongside Uncle Larry. Though there was no beer on account of Grandma Medea and Mama Mamie being staunch teetotalers, the family still partook in non-alcoholic drinks aplenty. The smell of cooking would fill the air, and Drake for one was getting hungry just by smelling the food and hearing it crackle on the grill. There was nothing quite like home cooking.\n For one, Moe was not that bad of a grill-meister, with Uncle Larry being there to guide the military man through the steps to grill properly. In fact, Larry was set to compete in the Lakeshire Town Annual Grill Contest, and he faced stiff competition from the likes of Chef Alphonse Giuliano and Hank Strideworth – those three being his sworn rivals. There was even the talk of a man who wore all red and had a Blaziken Pokémon partner jumping into the grill-off. But no matter who would cook Alice and Drake would make sure to be the taste testers and give their opinions on just how juicy the steak was.\n The food was soon finished, and a pot full of meats and veggies was brought to the table. Alongside the meats and veggies were also mashed potatoes and several berry pies, of which every pie consisted of a different berry and a different flavor. Alice wondered which one was the sweet pie since she didn’t enjoy the ones that were either spicy-sweet or spicy. As a matter of fact, Alice couldn’t even handle spice at all – something which left her on the receiving end of some pranks from her family. Then again, with Drake now present, nobody would dare try to trick her into eating a super spicy dish lest they be on the receiving end of his claws and teeth.\n The family grubbed together, sharing some laughs while also recounting the good times and hoping for better days to come. As for Alice, she wondered what she ought to do now that her “employer”-slash-best friend was out of work, meaning she had been officially laid off. Her background in business would be perfect for a career over at the Silph Co. Pokéball Plant, where some of her and Natasha’s other friends worked. Ideally, a desk job wasn’t something that Alice had in mind, and though she could easily receive a high-paying salary due to experience, it would definitely be a down-grade to pushing papers when she was the brains behind the business end behind one of the Daegar Region’s most popular and well-known wrestlers.\n That being said, Alice would not shy away from such a job if she had to. The nearby PokéPark often held thrilling tournaments where people with powerful pokémon could come over to have a brutal fight. For sure some of the town's many Pokephiles would be there to hone their battle craft.\n Poképhilia thought Alice. One turn around and she saw the empty lot of what remained of the Church of Arceus when it was blown to pieces. The news of the church being destroyed and dozens of lives being taken was a shot to her and everyone in the region. It was bad enough that a place like Ritze Regal City had riots between the two sides. But for a quiet large town like Lakeshire Town to have such horrible things like that happen was almost unheard of. With that, she wondered if things would be safe for her and Drake to stay, given her connection to Natasha’s fame.\n In the end, Alice remained stoic as she and Drake took big munches of steak and veggies on their plates. Whatever was bound to happen would have to be seen further down the line. There was no point in worrying over things that had not yet happened. There was no reason to fear her family getting hurt since they were just a normal family who tended to be loud from time to time. And though she was getting on with age, Grandma Medea was not about to let anyone come give her kids and grandkids a hard time without the attackers being on the receiving end of her cane.\n When the evening had finally arrived, the family cleaned up their mess and headed back to their familial home – a massive three-story house that was more like a mansion than an abode. But the Goodwinter family have called this place home for many years, with there being multiple rooms for all five of the Goodwinter children and many other relatives. It would be here where Alice and Drake would spend the night, full bellies and all.\n The family entered the small courtyard of the house through the front gate, a dusty-looking place that had sort of a Victorian aesthetic to it. Further down the concrete path could see various plants and decorations that have been receiving plenty of love and care. And past the wooden front door was a house that had a familiar dusty air and olden decoration. The decorations inside, from the plants to the furniture, all conveyed a feel of an era that had long since passed. But to Alice and her family, this was just home.\n The sun was now setting below the horizon, and the family members slowly went on their way to their rooms. Alice and Drake entered their room on the third floor – a place that brought back many memories of entering the room. The room was dusty, and the air was stale, given that the furniture and childhood toys and antiques remained frozen in time, waiting for the day that its master would return.\n The two had previously dusted the room and cleared the air, but still, the dust and stale air would return before long. This was perhaps the only gripe Alice had about her childhood home. But her queen-sized bed called her forward, alongside her pokémon partner Drake.\n And since Drake could speak in a human tongue, that was a key clue as to their relationship and what it was like when no one was around. Even Alice’s family was in the dark about this closely kept secret – for fear that Alice would bring evil upon them all.\n Indeed, Alice was a Poképhile. She had long since experimented with the loving affections that being in a Poképhile relationship would bring. And Drake was the best sex partner she ever had in her life, something which little Alice would never have thought of back when she was a little girl and Drake was barely a Gibble. To think that the monstrous Garchomp would be a perfect lover was beyond words.\n “So, Alice… you DTF?” asked Drake in frank terms.\n “Well, since you suggested it, might as well, Drake hun,” replied Alice.\n Without wasting a minute, Alice began to strip off her clothes, removing her business-causal attire to reveal that she had on sexy lingerie this whole time. The thong she wore only just barely covered her snatch while practically showing the entirety of her ass. Her bra was also skimpy, with it just consisting of two small pads that covered her nipples and that was it. Her breasts, too were of an impressive size, to say the least, and her black skin made her tits pop with their size and sheer puffiness. She was easily a size EE cup, something that her skimpy bra could barely contain. But with her removing her bra slowly, teasing Drake as she slipped it off, she made sure that her sex partner would become aroused.\n And aroused was something that Drake was definitely becoming, with his dragon phallus poking out of his slit at the base of his crotch. His cock slowly grew out and continued growing until it finished in an impressive length of over eight inches – way too long and thick to fit completely into Alice’s pussy, but that didn’t mean that the two lovers weren’t going to try.\n To start, Alice sat on the bed, now fully naked as her supple breasts bounced from her movements. Her large and puffy tits looked perfect for what Alice wanted to give to her partner – one helluva good time via their use. Drake walked up to her, presenting his huge member to her as she split her breasts apart to fit the large cock in between them. Of course, Alice wanted to get things started with a tit-job which she hoped would lead to her lover cumming.\n Alice squeezed her breasts hard and lifted them up and down, rubbing Drake’s huge member as she lowered her mouth and placed his tip at the base of her tongue. She then closed her mouth and began lapping at Drake’s sensitive tip, inciting the Mach Pokémon to moan at the feeling of being tit-fucked and sucked. To say Alice had done this before would be accurate as this was her favorite way of pleasuring her pokémon. More than anything, she wanted the delicious fluid that would squirt out of his tip, the potent Garchomp cum and its pheromones being something that Alice could never get enough of.\n In fact, Alive could taste the drops of precum that oozed out of Drake’s cock. Small globs of the stuff squirted from his tip and onto her tongue, her taste buds getting savoring the wonderful aphrodisiac sensation she would get whenever she’d suckle her lover’s cock. Hearing his moans and low grumbles was music to her ears, a sense of accomplishment washing over her as she pleasured her pokémon partner. And she would squeeze her tits hard to apply even more pleasure to her lover, making sure that even more delicious cum would come oozing out and into her mouth before swallowing it down.\n This carried on for the next ten minutes, with Drake being a trooper through the full titjob and blowjob session. A wide smile was on the Garchomp’s face, with it being so long since his trainer gave him an old fashioned like this. And made sure to grumble his pleasure as Alice suckled his cock and pressed her tits together to form even more pressure on the Garchomp’s penis. For her reward and hard effort, Alice would get globs of sperm to ingest, her mouth tingling from how potent the genetic material in her mouth was.\n But eventually, even a mighty dragon like Drake would reach his limit. Drake’s cock was already starting to throb as the pressure behind his crotch began to build. He graved the feeling of release. His member wanted to blow his entire load into the awaiting pussy of his trainer, and he wanted to make sure that Alice was ready to either ingest or be bathed by the white, sticky fluid.\n Alice could already tell that Drake was about ready to blow. This is what she was waiting for all this time, and she wanted his cum now.\n “Come on, Drake baby. Give me a cum bath. Shoot all of your sperm all over me!” she cried out.\n “I’m… I’m gonna cum hard, then. Hope you’re ready, Alice,” warned Drake.\n In an instant, Chopper’s cock erupted in a geyser of semen, his cock squirting out great big globs of the fluid as it covered Alice’s face, tits, neck, and everywhere else. All the while, the horny ebony woman had her mouth open to receive the giant ejaculations of sperm in case they were to land in her mouth. And even though he lover had reached orgasm, she continued to stroke him so that he could continue to give her spurt after spurt of the delicious and pheromone-laden fluid. It seemed as though the Garchomp had been pent up for some time, seeing as how his cock just continued squirting. Every squirt of fluid sent spasms up Drake’s spine, tingling his mind as he enjoyed a euphoria he hadn’t felt in such a good while. And it was something that he absolutely loved.\n Eventually, Drake ran out of cum, but by this point, Alice was completely caked in the genetic fluid. Her face, lips, neck, chest, and even her hair were covered in the stuff, and any that was near her mouth she was sure to lap up with her tongue and swallow it down. By this point, Alice had imbibed a good portion of her lover’s cum, and her tummy was happy with the ingestion of so much of the fluid. But though Drake had just reached orgasm, their romp was far from over. As the Garchomp stood and tried to recollect himself, he wondered what he and his trainer could do next.\n “You like what we did, Drake honey?” teased Alice as she looked at the pleasured eyes of her pokémon partner.\n “Damn, you give some good blow,” said Drake as he tried to recollect his thoughts. “It’s been a good while we did something like this. I kinda forgot how big of a cum slut you were.”\n “Well, I love your cum, Drake. I can’t get enough of it.”\n Drake looked down at his partner, seeing how drenched she was with his white, sticky fluids. He just thought of something that the two could do to finish things off for today.\n “Well, I still have some sperm left over. But this time, instead of you taking a shower in it, I’m gonna put it deep inside you.”\n Without wasting a minute, Drake picked up Alice as she giggled with glee, the woman’s weight feeling like almost nothing for his immense. Drake had one claw holding her by the ass while the other had her by the upper back, making sure that she was well supported as she wrapped her legs around his waist so that she was fully up in the air. Drake’s cock was now primed and poised to do some actual penetrating, and he wasn’t going to go easy on her. He aligned his phallus with her hole, and once his tip was at her entrance he finally got started.\n Drake wasted no effort as he lowered Alice, using her body weight to penetrate her. Alice cried aloud as she felt the sharp and hard member penetrate her. It was something that she hadn’t felt in a long while, and she thoroughly loved the feeling of something long and hard embedding itself deep into her vaginal canal. There was nothing quite like having rough sex, where Drake would make sure to cause her intense spasmodic pleasure from the get-go. And the more Drake lowered Alice the deeper his penis would penetrate her.\n Considering that Drake’s phallus was so massive, it was a miracle that Alice could fit as much of his member as she could. But eventually, Drake would fill her while a good portion of his cock remained outside. But Alice could feel something deep in her body, something warm, hard, and filling. Needless to say, she was in love with her lover’s cock, and she loved it even more when it reached her cervix, stopping at her womb’s entrance. He wasn’t going to penetrate this barrier just yet.\n But what Drake was going to do was lift Alice with his immense strength, rubbing her vaginal walls as he did so before dropping her again and rubbing her even more. He would do this slowly at first, getting a feel for how tight and warm his lover’s snatch was before picking up the speed. Drake would even thrust his pelvis up as he brought down his lover, penetrating her with even more force as she came down and inciting even more blissful moans to come from her mouth.\n Up and down the ebony lass went, with her letting out soft moan after moan as her most sensitive region was being roughly fucked. She kept her eyes closed, focusing on the feeling of being mistreated by her pokémon. For his part, Drake leaned into her and gave her soft kisses on the lips, sticking his tongue into her mouth and even getting an aftertaste of his semen. He was soft when it came to French kissing her, but rough when it came down to giving her a thorough fucking.\n The two carried on like this for the next twenty minutes, throughout which they both displayed vast amounts of sexual stamina. But Alice was reaching her limit. She couldn’t handle her lover’s lust for much longer, and her vaginal walls were already starting to contract. It was a sensation that brought her closer and closer to release. This would carry on until she could handle it no more.\n By this point, Drake too was also running out of steam. His cock had been stimulated by her warmth and tightness for too long. He too was nearing the end, and his dick burned with the urge to release the cum that he had been slowly replenishing. As such, he was lowering and lifting Alice with increased speed, making sure that he got to feel her orgasmic release sooner rather than later. The two of them were so close to release, and their sex organs craved to finally have their moment.\n And when that moment came, the two were rocked to the core.\n Drake lowered Alice hard onto his member for the last time, his tip penetrating her cervix and entering her womb in a painful fashion that made her cry out loud. But her pain was soon eclipsed by a pleasure so strong that it rocked her mind as he vaginal walls contracted hard and milked her lover for all of the sperm that he could provide.\n In turn, Drake’s member exploded with an absolute torrent of sperm, though one that wasn’t as big as the first one. But even still, his reserves had replenished enough so that he completely drenched her innards with genetic material, filling her womb to the brim with potent seed as sperm cells made their way toward an incompatible egg that they could fertilize. And there was no short supply of the incorrect little swimmers that would have immediately made Alice a mommy otherwise.\n The two lovers stood still as their minds were engulfed by the pleasure of their shared orgasms. The waves of pleasure they felt caused spasms to shoot up their spines as they felt the all-mighty rapture that only came from intense sex. And they were at a point where they could hardly feel anything else.\n The two soon collapsed to the floor with a resounding thud. The two were breathing heavily as they tried to recollect themselves. But on opening their eyes, they looked at each other with smiles as they remained connected with one another, with Drake's cock serving as a plug to keep all of his fluids trapped in his lover’s womb. There was nothing left for the two to do but recover and convalesce as they slowly glided back down to earth, having had the best sex session they ever had in a long while.\n Suddenly, a knock was heard on their bedroom door, and a concerned voice was heard.\n “Alice, girl!” cried out Mamie from the other side. “You good? I heard a real nasty thud coming from your room. You two okay?”\n Alice immediately snapped out of her reverie, having to think quickly before saying the words:\n “We’re fine, Mama. We just dropped something here,” she replied to her mother.\n “Alright, then. Just be careful what you drop. We don’t want to be making no holes in this old house’s floor, yah hear?”\n Alice and Drake could only burst into laughter, realizing that their sexual antics were causing quite a commotion. With their session complete, Alice stood up with wobbly legs as she went for a nearby towel to dry herself of all the semen that covered her – before she realized that she needed a bath. Drake too also would need a good shower if he was to remove the caked fluids that were around his crotch. Luckily for them, their bedroom had its own bathroom complete with a shower – as did most of the rooms of their mansion-sized home.\n Without wasting a moment, the two went into the bathroom to clean themselves off, though there was the temptation to do Round Two within the room. But they held themselves back, not wanting to create another scene where Mamie would come over with worry. Instead, they showered sensually with one another, rubbing sponges and soap on each other as they cleaned themselves off. Drake even suckled on her tits for a little bit before rubbing a sponge on them to clean them off.\n Once they had finished showering, the two dried themselves off before coming back to their room to rest – with Alice still nude. They then climbed into their bed and rested for a bit – though it was still too early for them to fall asleep. As they lay in bed, they began to reminisce on all the things that have been happening to them and their loved ones as of late. There was a lot to discuss, and the two wondered as to their future.\n “That was some good sex, eh,” noted Drake.\n “Yep. Boy did that feel good,” replied Alice. “But I’m still a bit confused as to what to do.”\n “With what?”\n “Well… I’m worried about Natasha, as well as what we’ll do now that she hung up her wrestling career. That girl is still a bit unsure about her future. And I’m a bit unsure as to what kind of job I can get around here. Should I really try to apply for work at the Pokéball plant nearby?”\n “Well that depends on you, Ali,” replied Drake. “Besides, I think Natasha ought to just pursue whatever she thinks will be best for her. She knows a lot about medicine and treatment since she helped that over at the VIP bar we were at. Maybe she ought to think about being a nurse?”\n “That’s kind of a step-down, in my opinion. She was the champion wrestler, and now to become a nurse…” She then reflected even more. “Well, it’s not like Natasha will do a bad job. Besides, she cares a lot for people. I think her helping those who’re in pain would be good for her.”:\n “As for what you would do, just follow your own heart as well, Alice,” noted Drake. “You have an education and career experience that’s pretty solid. I don’t think you’ll have trouble finding work wherever you go.”\n “You’re right. Maybe I’m worrying myself too much.”\n But one memory Alice had haunted her, and it was seeing the empty lot where the Church of Arceus was. She commented this to Drake, though he wasn’t too worried.\n “If those Team Shroud assholes want to come back and do harm, then we’ll be ready to stop them,” replied Drake bravely. “We got friends on our side who’ll also stick with us to do so. I don’t think those dumbasses will show their faces around here for a good while.”\n “I hope not. Honestly, I’ve had enough of the Battle for Poképhilia, and frankly, I just want to be left in peace.” She then frowned as she thought about this more. “I just don’t want to see others get hurt.”\n “There’s nothing we can do about that, Ali. People are going to get hurt whether we want to or not. Just remember that people like us aren’t doing anything bad. We just love each other.”\n Love. “Love Has No Bounds”, as such was the motto of the Poképhile Movement. There was no one out there who could deny that what people like Alice were doing was love. And she honestly felt that her love for Drake was genuine and pure – as was the case with the vast majority of Pokephiles out there.\n There was no telling what the future would bring. But one thing was certain:\n Love Has No Bounds, and neither did a group of people who were united in fighting a social taboo that was not all that taboo anymore.\n For now, Alice and Drake rested in bed, hoping that whatever the future would bring would be good and wonderful. The future remained uncertain, but if there was one thing they could rely on, it was with having friends who also thought the same as them. Tomorrow, Alice hoped to reunite with Natasha and all their other Poképhile friends, maybe in sharing a drink at the local watering hole.\n It was time to rest. It was time to repose…\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Poképhilia Story
Love Has No Bounds

The Ritz of Ritz Regal
       By J.C. Solis
      
       It had been over two months since the events that transpired over at the Church of Arceus in Lakeshire Town, and not only was the whole of Lakeshire Town sent into a spiral of chaos, but most of the Daegar Region was shocked beyond words regarding this horrible terrorist attack. Though hundreds of lives were saved by the hands of Justin Solis, his cousin Detective Cecil Robinson, and their pokémon, there were around two dozen men and women who weren’t so fortunate. The bombing of the church led to a massive investigation by government officials from all the different branches of the law, with extensive and even invasive searches being carried out as no stone was left unturned.
       Team Shroud, for their part, was made a pariah in the region as hate was garnered against them for the attack. But shockingly, even this evil and beyond-cruel act was not enough to sway people from the group, with some people believing that the attack on the church was necessary. Some even criticized that Pastor Cristian Solis’ announcement of his support of Pokephiles made him ineligible to be considered a servant of The Alpha – though they still found it hard to justify the bombing and the death of so many people.
       And all corners of Daegar were reeling from the intensity of this news. From Perkinsville to Kelsgrove, to Serenity Cove, and even Luminance Town, it was hard to not find a town or city where the news from Lakeshire Town was being spoken of.
       Not even the glitz and glamour of Ritz Regal City was immune to the pandemonium that had engulfed the whole country.
       The Las Vegas of Daegar was a place with its own problems and issues with crime, given that it was a place where gambling and debauchery took hold, and sins were committed around every corner. It was, simply put, the place where the sinful came to sin and those with darker intentions came to make the most out of their ill-gotten agendas. But even a place as shameless as this was rocked by the impact that came from the news about Lakeshire Town. The gamblers and dealers, the loan sharks and heavies, the prostitutes and johnnies – everyone was shaken to the core by the horrors of that fateful day.
       It truly says something about an event when even the sinful are dismayed by a shocking crime. Even the street hookers took solace in that their line of work didn’t result in the end of life of others. And the loan sharks at least would never go as far as to kill people in mass, even if a huge amount of debt was owed to them. Ironically enough, all of these sinners could be considered saints in comparison to the evils that came from the minds of those involved with Team Shroud, and even the underworld of Ritz Regal City was not fond of the terrorist attack that wantonly killed so many lives.
       As the morning dawned on the city, the people were getting ready for another day of work, welcoming guests and visitors from afar and making them comfortable in their stay within the city of sin. And given that the PFF, or Pokémon Fighting Federation, was headquartered within the heart of the city, that meant that people could come over and watch a pokémon battle or two, alongside a human wrestling match that was sure to end in a spectacular show.
       One such fighter was Natasha Anastasia Ivanovna – the now former champion. Having been defeated and had her and her pokémon’s titles taken away from them both, on losing her match Natasha did something that shook the entire wrestling world, and even most of the general area of Daegar, to its core: Natasha announced her retirement from the sport.
       It was a decision that she had been mulling over for the better part of two years. She and her pokémon partner, Ivan the Incineroar, just weren’t happy with the sport anymore. While they both appreciated the amount of fanfare they received, as well as the truckloads of money they earned through their battles and matches, the two just didn’t feel like carrying on with the sport. Beating other people and pokémon senselessly just did not make them feel happy.
       Another reason for Natasha wanting to retire was simple: she refused to sell her soul to the entertainment industry. She knew full well that if she didn’t leave she would be coerced into partaking in things that would go against her nature and her morals. And in truth, she saw herself getting engrossed in the luxuries and the glitz and glamour that came with this life. Money and fame were starting to get into the poor Russian woman’s head, and she was starting to forget her humble origins.
       But this revelation was brought on not just through her introspection, but also through the advice of someone close to Natasha, and it was someone who clung to the shadows and made sure not to be seen. This person was a constant follower of the former wrestling champion and one who’d always make sure to have her interests put forward. It was someone that Natasha had known since the very beginning and someone who vowed to always remain by the Russian and her pokémon.
       This woman was Natasha’s publicist, manager, bodyguard, and, more importantly, her best friend since childhood: an ebony-skinned, spunky woman by the name of Alice Goodwinter.
       Alice and Natasha went way back, knowing each other through their fathers. Alice’s father, Robert “Raging Bob” Goodwinter, was a battle comrade of Natasha’s late father, Aleksander Ivanovna. Bob got the name “Raging Bob” due to his bravery, which some would label as idiotic. Whenever Bob was enraged, the man unleashed a side of him that would put Rambo to shame. The black man and the Russian were as close as they came, the two soldiers understanding what it meant to put one’s body on the line for the sake of their country and comrades. And as such, their families were also close to one another.
       In truth, Alice was older than Natasha, so she didn’t always share the same classes as she did. But Alice was always there for her whenever she needed her help. In some ways, Alice behaved like a big sister to Natasha, making sure to chase bullies away and keep the younger friend safe.
       This behavior was enforced when Aleksander sacrificed himself to save his squad mates during the mission that would cost him his life. The last person that he saved was none other than “Raging” Bob Goodwinter, with the man doing his best to return the favor by administering first aid to the fallen soldier after Alek took several bullet wounds to save his crew. However, Bob’s attempts to save Alek were in vain, and the Russian operator perished before he could receive first aid.
       Alice comforted Natasha on hearing that her father had tragically perished and also offered her undying gratitude that her dad had saved her own father. Alice vowed to always repay the favor by sticking by Natasha’s side and offering her a hand whenever necessary. She would do whatever she could to help her and the Ivanovna family as thanks for having her own father be saved at the hands of Alek.
       In the end, though, Bob would not last long – the man succumbing to cancer just a mere seven years after the fateful mission that took Aleksander’s life. But in that time, Bob and his daughter always showed gratitude to Natasha and her family for what the mighty Aleksander had done for him. And this gratitude was something that carried on to this day. When Natasha was accepted into the PFF, Alice had just recently graduated from University in marketing and business. As thanks, she decided to join Natasha’s side and work as her publicist and manager.
       Despite her hanging around Natasha, Alice was not a wrestler. But any notion that Alice didn’t know how to fight was quickly dashed whenever she and her pokémon partner went to battle. Her Pokémon partner was perhaps mighty enough that he could theoretically rival the Incineroar Ivan in strength: Drake the male Garchomp.
       Drake and Alice were as close to each other as Natasha was to her Incineroar Ivan, and the dragon type indeed knew how to roll with the punches just as much as his feline counterpart. And just like the big cat, the big land shark was more than willing to step up to the plate to defend his master and keep her safe. But Drake was also rather rough around the edges when it came to others, being someone who was less warm and welcoming than the big cat. And unlike the vodka-swilling Ivan, Drake was a staunch teetotaler and refused to imbibe even the smallest amount of booze. The dragon would even get upset whenever Alice would go for drinks with Natasha, even if the Russian former wrestler was insistent on sharing a shot of clear Russian celebration liquor with her.
       For now, with Natasha currently out of work, she and Alice have been wondering what the former champion would do next. Natasha floated around the idea of her going to university, a prospect that seemed a bit boring to Ivan. But Alice considered that to be a sound investment, considering that wrestling wasn’t always the soundest idea for the Russians to pursue forever. But the task of finding which career would help Natasha the most was something that left the two trainers scratching their heads.
       “What do you think I should do, Ali?” asked Natasha while calling Alice by her childhood pet name. “I don’t know much of anything other than fitness and fighting.”
       “If only there was something like professional hitting. Then Ivan would never get to stop fighting others and beat others to a pulp,” moaned Ivan.
       “I think that was the job you had before, brother,” replied Drake, who surprisingly sounded like a southern gym bro and wrestler more than anything else. “You may wanna try something else before you fall back to the old job you had before. You are retired, yah know.”
       “It’s good to consider your options, Natasha,” noted Alice. “It’ll be hard to get used to something completely different from what you guys are normally used to. But if you don’t decide on something that you two honestly enjoy – besides wrestling, that is – then you’ll always be stuck doing the same old thing. I’d say just keep an open mind.”
       The four friends were in the living room of Natasha’s penthouse apartment, the place nice and quaint despite being the abode of a famous former wrestler. The TV was on and currently showcasing the local news of the region. But one Breaking News event that showcased was something that hit all four of them close to home.
       The headline “Lakeshire Town Bomber Associates Apprehended” was on the TV, with the faces of four people who were connected with Team Shroud being seen. These were four men and women who had supplied Team Shroud with the materials needed to make the weapons used to destroy the Church of Arceus and cause so much death. Unfortunately, no actual members of Team Shroud were discovered, and even the suppliers of explosives were in the dark as to their true identities.
       Needless to say, the headline left the four of them with bile coming up their gullets, though Natasha was the one who was more downtrodden among them.
       “I still can’t believe that those monsters would do something like this,” noted Natasha glumly. “I was there. That could have been me and Ivan and all of our friends.”
       “Don’t pay those assholes any heed, Natasha. There wasn’t much you could have done. Justin and Cecil did their best to save everyone, but not everyone could be saved,” lamented Alice.
       But Natasha could not be consoled. Some of the people who tragically perished were people that she knew, and to see them go out in such a horrible fashion was enough to bring a tear to her eye. Alice only hoped that the Russian former wrestler could find some solace and realized there was not much she could have done to save anyone. Had she tried to do something, she may not have been able to escape the church when it exploded. Then where would she have been?
       Alice was not with Natasha when the church was destroyed. She had stayed behind in Ritz Regal to do some work for Natasha’s retirement. But on hearing that the Church of Arceus had been bombed, her worst fear was that Natasha would be trapped inside when the whole building was leveled. Though she breathed a sigh of relief when the Russian girl answered her frantic phone call, just hearing Natasha’s crying and dismay made Alice’s heart sink. She could only imagine the horrors that had faced Natasha while over there – seeing so many dead and mangled, and seeing the main cultural center point of her hometown being reduced to rubble.
       For now, all Alice could do was sit with Natasha, Ivan, and Drake as they planned the next course for their new time together. Alice considered having Natasha go to Pokémon University to study something that might pique her interest, though Ivan might grumble a bit at not having any way to battle and let loose his pent-up energy. One recommendation was for Natasha to become a fitness instruction and battle coach – to help people who wanted to do the Pokémon League Challenge of Daegar. Plenty would be willing to learn how to battle properly from a champion, though her popularity might mean that she would have to cap the number of students at a time. For sure, the League would be more than happy to have the former champion join their ranks as a star Pokémon Coach.
       For now, though, there was not much that could be done. And all Alice, Natasha, and their pokémon could do was rest for the day and take it easy. Whatever plans they would make for the future could not be done in a short amount of time.
       All they could do was hope for the best and pray that things would improve in their hometown.
       The future remained uncertain for the trainers and their pokémon…
      
       The streets of Ritz Regal were even more animated than they normally were, with the noise of people reveling and making merry heard throughout the busy streets and down the strip. Given that it was currently a Saturday evening, the people in the city were on their way to the casinos and the nearby Strip of Ritz, a lane of casinos, hotels, bars, gentlemen’s clubs, and so many other places where one could get lost within the vice of the city. It was such a beautifully sinful place, with people walking out and about between the different places and enjoying their time within the Las Vegas of Daegar.
       People ogled at signs of the strip clubs, offering views of topless women as they danced around poles and presented their busty tits to lusty patrons. There were gambling spots galore, with people coming over slot machines and other gambling devices. Bets were being made to sports games on the TV, with the nearby loan sharks getting ready to collect their money would the bets their duped gamblers either go good or bad. The house always won, and in the end, the City of Ritz Regal always found a way to tug at the heartstrings of people as they plied sin and vice at people’s inner desires.
       But Alice and Natasha desired to simply live a life worth living again. Natasha was especially depressed as she and Ivan downed shots of vodka in one of the many high-end nightclubs that they would often attend. Alice and Drake were close by to make sure that the Russians wouldn’t get too drunk off their asses, though they hoped that the two would still enjoy their time among fans and so-called “Friends” that they made amongst Ritz Regal high society.
       And yet, Alice never could adjust to this aspect of Ritz Regal life. Yes, it was beautiful to see all of these people enjoying an alcoholic beverage or two. But the whole decadence and hedonism of the entire city felt wrong. It was as though people wanted to hide from the harsh realities that gripped their lives, using the moment to “turn up” as a wall to momentarily forget the pains of one’s life and attempt to make the feeling of despair go away.
       However, that feeling would always rear its ugly head. People were once again talking about Lakeshire Town, the epicenter of it all. There were talks about Poképhilia and the impact it has had on society. There were even plenty of Poképhiles present among the crowd, those shameless, and drunk enough, to openly kiss and embrace their pokémon out in the open as they tried to show that they weren’t ashamed of who they were.
       Already some people were offended by these brazen acts of debauchery. To kiss a pokémon on the lips in public was taboo, and those who considered themselves among the ranks of the Anti-Poképhilia Crusaders were sure to voice their opinions. In turn, the Poképhilia supporters would also come out in counter-protest, telling the Crusaders off and asking whether they believed Lakeshire Town’s massacre was justified.
       “No, it wasn’t. But that doesn’t mean Poképhilia is all right!” cried out a crusader.
       “So you’re going to beat us into submission? Is that how you go about trying to convince us, by becoming like Team Shroud?”
       The bickering commenced as the two sides were at a stalemate. But suddenly, someone shouted:
       “Death to Pokephiles!”
       Booing could be heard coming from all over, followed by the sound of intense commotion. Nobody knows who started the battle, but all of a sudden the crowd erupted in thrown punches and jabs. Knives were pulled. Bottles were broken over people’s heads. Some people even began to cry out in agony. And then…
       Mayhem…
       The crowd erupted into a free-for-all the likes never seen before. Bottles were thrown as pokémon moves were used, with Flamethrower columns lighting alcoholic and flammable beverages ablaze. Water moves like Hydro Pump knocking people down and bathing people until they are soaking wet. Next came electric moves like Thunder Wave and Thunderbolt, shocking people horribly as electricity coursed through people’s and pokémon’s bodies.
       There was blood on the floor, and people were being knocked out as they collapsed on the floor from massive head trauma and great big hits to the head. The people had devolved from rowdy merry-making to making each other pay with their lives. And all of it was over a philosophical conundrum that had moral implications that perhaps didn’t even matter. People and Pokémon will always be happy together, and they can be affectionate in whatever way they can.
       As for Alice and Drake, they were blissfully unaware of the mayhem outside of the club, let alone the VIP section where they were staying to get drinks. But when a man with bloodied clothes stumbled into the room, everyone noted that something was wrong.
       One of the bouncers for the VIP room made for the wounded man, his left shirt sleeve ripped as a long cut on his triceps oozed crimson, all while he winced in pain.
       Alice and Natasha were the first to come to the aid of the man, the two of them worried that he would bleed to death were his cut not sealed.
       “Quick, Gustav, give me your belt!” cried out Natasha to the bouncer. Gustav did as he was told, though he wondered what a belt could do at a time like this.
       But Natasha lashed the belt around the upper arm of the wounded bleeding man, using it as a tourniquet to prevent even further blood loss. To this, Alice came by with a drink in her hand, though it wasn’t a typical drink to imbibe. It was the highest-proof alcohol in the bar, at a whopping 96% ABV. She cleaned up the blood and other dirt around the wound and sprinkled some of the alcohol on it, the ABV acting like an antiseptic that would clean the man’s wound. And just like isopropyl alcohol, the man cried out in pain as the alcohol burned, though it would do good at preventing any further risk of infection.
       “There, there, buddy,” shushed Alice as she and Natasha finished tending to the man’s wound. “This should do the trick. The bleeding will stop, and there won’t be any more risk of infection.” She then turned to Gustav. “What the hell happened, man? Why do we have a guy bleeding to his death here?”
       Gustav put a finger to his earpiece, hearing the grim news of the riot that was taking place outside.
       “A great big brawl happened just outside with some Poképhile Supporters and some Crusaders. They went nuts with each other, cutting each other and having their pokémon go ham. I don’t think it’d be a good idea to head out right now, even though the brawl ended.”
       But Natasha was not about to stand around as the people of her city were getting hurt. But before she could march out with Ivan, Alice grabbed her by the hand.
       “And where do you think you’re going?” snapped Alice.
       “Blyat Ad (Fucking hell), I need to go out there!” said Natasha as a bit of Russian came out of her mouth in exasperation.
       “And what do you think you can do? The brawl ended anyways, and this man needs our help.”
       “But… but…” Natasha could not sit down while there were people she could possibly help. “I’m sorry but I’m heading out.”
       And so, the Russian champion left for the exit alongside her Incineroar partner.
       “Natasha!” cried out Alice. “Damn it, that girl can be so hardheaded. Drake, you look after this guy and keep his tourniquet tight. I’m going after this girl before she gets herself into trouble.”
       “On it,” replied the Garchomp as his trainer chased after Natasha and Ivan.
       Alice ran out of the VIP area and went for the club entrance in hot pursuit of Natasha and Ivan. The two had barely stepped outside when she finally caught up with them – only for Natasha to remain frozen in shock at what she was seeing. Alice would know why.
        Men and women were on the ground, some of them bleeding while others were unresponsive. It was a literal bloodbath and one that caused people who came outside to scream in terror at the scene that looked straight out of a slasher horror movie. People were dying or already dead, and a small army of paramedics was coming over alongside the police and their pokémon. Any fighting that remained from the original brawl immediately died down with people running away – the police making sure to give them chase for their supposed connection.
       Alice, meanwhile, could only come up to Natasha and place a hand on her shoulder. The scene was truly horrific, and both girls were traumatized by what they saw. Natasha especially couldn’t believe that people were capable of such wanton violence and death. In some ways, she was becoming disillusioned with Ritz Regal City – a place she thought she could call home. The city was just as dark and insincere as the patrons who came to play a few rounds on the slot machines. People drank, had sex, became violent, and even died or got sent to jail.
       Alice, too, also wondered where things would go from here. She had enough of Ritz Regal City and the constant chaos around them. She had enough of the gambling and the vice and sin that was all around them, bringing in new suckers who hoped to live some semblance of the high life, the fantasy of feeling rich if only for a few days. This city truly was the City of Sin, and it was too much of a hellhole for Alice’s liking.
       As the police came over alongside the paramedics to tend to the wounded and arrest those who were still at large, the fantasy of Ritz Regal City was shattered for that evening. But the City of Sin would soon recover from this ordeal. What happened today would just be another page in the story of this place. It wasn’t like death and violence didn’t occur often enough in this place already.
       For now, as Natasha sat on the ground in tears, with Ivan, Alice, and Drake there to give her comfort, there was only one conclusive action that needed to be done.
       And if was one thing that was a long time coming.
      
       The city was in a complete uproar over the shock from the mob of the previous day. Poképhilia was the reason for the riot that left five people dead and many more severely or even critically injured. And the city was dealt another blow that would hurt it financially and cost the local venues money.
       Natasha Anastasia Ivanovna was leaving Ritz Regal City, and she would never return– to her publicist, Alice Goodwinter, said in a post online on social media. Instead, the two friends and their Pokémon were moving back to the place that meant the most to them both, and somewhere they hoped would be a tad bit more secure and closer to home – namely because it was their hometown.
       Natasha and Alice were moving back to Lakeshire Town as permanent residents. Though Natasha planned on having her own house, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t be staying with her Yurchenko family members for a while. Mainly, she wanted to seek the counsel of Babushka Svetlana and Mama Lyudmila, asking them what to do with her life now that she was neither a champion fighter nor some out-of-touch socialite who spent her days flittering money away. Her time in Ritz Regal was not a particularly fond one, and the homesick Russian young woman wanted to return to where her heart felt most secure.
       As for Alice, she was going to keep sticking close to Natasha as she discussed the option of Natasha going off to University to study for a career. The longtime champion of the PFF was going to live life as a normal citizen alongside Ivan. And Alice and Drake vowed to continue helping her as her guardian. But in the meantime, as Natasha would be spending time with her family, Alice would go off to spend time with her own.
       The Goodwinter household was often loud and boisterous, often rivaling that of her friend’s Russian family in noise. But the ebony woman also enjoyed her time with those closest to her, and she especially enjoyed being around her older and younger siblings, especially since the black family often had family outings and made merry with one another.
       The Goodwinter Family, as luck would have it, was set to have a family reunion within Lakeshire Town PokéPark, an event that Alice in no mind wanted to miss. While she was away from Natasha and her plans to find her own home, Alice would be seeing her mother – Mary “Mamie” Goodwinter, alongside her younger brother Claude, and her youngest sibling Candice. At the family meeting, she was also to meet her two older siblings: the second oldest Maya, and the oldest sibling Moses.
       As noted, Alice was the middle child in her family, though she could be argued to be the most well-off and prepared of the five. But that didn’t mean the other siblings were nobodies. Just like his late father Bob, Moses was a member of the Daegar Armed Forces and was even currently employed as a drill sergeant for the army. Moses, or “Moe” as his siblings called him, was the rock of the family now that his father had passed, and he did his best to keep everyone’s spirits up and to be the male authority that kept everyone together and in line. But that didn’t mean he didn’t have a life of his own, and not only was he married but he also had a baby son named William – or as he was called “Baby Bob”.
       Maya was a seamstress and fashion designer, working as a top-tier designer for one of Daegar’s fashion lines. Though she was only the second oldest, she was considered a second mother to the siblings, and she often doted on Alice, Claude, and Candice whenever she could. That being said, she did often tease them when they were all younger, though now that they were all grown she did this less often. She now had a husband of her own, and there were even plans of having a baby later on down the line – once she and her husband had settled down more and prepared themselves for such a thing.
       Claude, being almost as accomplished as Alice, was a member of the Pokémon League, and worked as an executive for the League’s logistics department – an incredible feat given his youth. Though, in truth, he also filled in for the Elite Four when one of them ended up sick. As such, Claude had powerful pokémon, but he opted out of becoming an Elite member out of both a fear of being exhausted from overworking and the fact that he often procrastinated and didn’t want the responsibility. In other words, despite being a high-ranking league member – and the youngest executive in the league’s history – he was still a low-maintenance and lazy bum.
       As for young Candice, she was a college student who went to Pokémon University. In fact, she had just finished her first year of college and was spending her days in Lakeshire Town to relax with her family. She was currently studying to be a Pokémon Doctor and even intended to travel to the Kanto Region to learn from a famous doctor from Pewter City who happened to be the rock-type gym leader. The youngest member of the Goodwinter family, young Candice was often doted and teased by her older siblings, and Alice especially had a fondness for her – which Candice reciprocated. In reality, all three female siblings were close with one another, and though Maya may have been the eldest female, Alice was oftentimes considered the brains of the five kids.
       Even with the death of their father, all five children were dedicated to their lives and their closeness with one another, and they all especially looked after Mother Mamie now that she was getting on in age. The five wanted to keep their mother around for as long as possible now that they were left with one parent. If one of the kids fell out of line or did something that the family didn’t approve of, then they had to answer to the other siblings in a stare-down talk.
       With this family dynamic in mind, Alice and Drake drove their car to the park’s parking lot and went for the shaded trees, where underneath a plume of gray smoke billowed from a charcoal grill. Every member of the family was present, including her uncle Larry and aunt Winona, who were Mamie’s brother and sister-in-law respectively. Finally, the matriarch of Alice’s maternal family was there – Grandma Medea, an older woman who was wheelchair-bound, though every bit as loudmouthed and snappy as her age and elderly wit would allow. Medea was no-nonsense and firm, though she loved all of her children and grandchildren dearly.
       Alice and Drake walked up while carrying a few bags of soda and plastic cups. Already, the noise the family was making could be heard from a mile away, and when the family saw her come up, they all cheered and welcomed her arrival.
       “Alice!” cried everyone in unison.
       “Hey there!” called back Alice as she smiled, having been a good while since she saw everyone.
       Candice, still a bit immature, charged for her older sister and hugged her tight.
       “You came, Ali! You came!” she cried out while referring to Alice in her nickname. She then turned to Drake and smiled as well. “And you too, Drake. Awesome to see you again!” she cried out as she went to hug the Garchomp with glee.
       Drake returned the favor as he wrapped his clawed hands around her, smiling with glee on seeing the little sibling that he was often charged with looking after when he was still a young pokémon and she was a little girl.
       Moses was the next to come up to Alice, the man wearing military fatigues and a red beret on his head. “Nice to see you make it here, little sis,” said Moe in a deep and baritone voice. “I was kind of worried that all that glitz and glamour in Ritz Regal made you want to stay over in the high life.”
       “Well, Moe, I’m back from that place, and good riddance,” replied Alice. “I hope me, and my girl Natasha never set foot in there again.”
       “Eh, no offense, but Ritz Regal is a shit hole,” added Claude. “Only the resorts and tourist spots are nice. But everyone else there lives in poverty. I swear, the ghetto got more style than that place.”
       “I was offered a position within a fashion house in Ritz Regal,” mused Maya. “But after what happened to you and your girl, I’m kind of glad I missed out on all that noise.”
       Candice was the only one who didn’t speak, remaining silent in the corner of the table. But though she didn’t want to give her two cents, the other members brought her up to talk.
       “Now that I think about it, you ain’t ever been to Ritz Regal, have yah Candace?” wondered Maya, putting her littlest sibling to attention.
       “Me? Umm… well, yeah. I’ve never been though,” said Candice meekly. “Though hearing all of y’all’s horror stories, I kind of don’t want to.”
       It was now Mama Mamie’s turn to give her own two cents.
       “That place is hella disgusting,” noted Mamie before she then looked at Alice. “When I’s heard you were heading to Ritz Regal for work, the first thing that came to mind was you working in a street corner. I thought that you lost your damn mind, going to that place even Arceus wouldn’t a bless.”
       Grandma Medea jumped into the banter, making her word known to all.
       “Girl, even for that kind a money, I’d never ah set foot in that place. Your gramps and I’ve been there a whole bunch of times, and every time I told him he better watch his damn gambling. We’d always leave there with our pockets drained and with a whole lot of regrets.”
       “Come on, Mama, we know that you liked going there. I often see you go to the Penny Slots and spend the rest of your time there,” recounted Uncle Larry.
       “Boy, you ain’t know nothing of what I did!” snapped Medea. “I used the penny slots cause they don’t cost the most money. And unlike your daddy over at the poker table, I was the one who ended up winning the most!”
       “Sorry for bringing that up then, Mama,” grumbled Larry.
       The family then talked about what ended up being the last straw for Alice to return home, asking whether it was true that the riot ended horribly. Alice gave a vivid account of what had transpired, with every family member on the edge of their seat as she recounted every vivid detail of the atrocity she saw. They all agreed in unison that it was the right move to go away from such a horrible place. It would have been even better for her if she had found work elsewhere, so the family mused. But in the end, Alice was just fulfilling her promise to look after Natasha, and on mentioning her, everyone wanted to hear the scoop on how Aleksander’s youngest child was doing.
       “How is that homegirl, girl,” asked Maya. “I bet with that shit that happened, you two got out of that fucking place at a good time.”
       “No cursing when I’m around, child!” cried out Medea. “Watch yo mouth before I get some soap and Claude’s Blastoise and clean it for yah!” she threatened.
       “Sorry Grandma.”
       “Cursing aside, I never liked being in Ritz Regal,” joined in Moe with his distaste. “I used to work in the Army base that was near there, and most of my comrades would head on over there when they were on leave. They’d get pretty wasted and spent when came back to base – and the sergeant would always give em grief over whatever the hell they did over there.”
       The family continued talking about Ritz Regal City and their personal experiences when they were over there. And everyone reached a consensus: the place was horrible. The family would tell stories of family members who’d get drunk out of their minds, of a few who even got mugged or assaulted, and Mamie even recounted that one time when her late husband caught a pickpocket who tried to steal his wallet – only for the military man to grab the thief by the wrist and break his hand, only to drag him to the nearby police officer and turn him in personally.
       But the mention of Bob caused everyone to reflect. “Raging Bob” would have been proud to see his five children have grown up and become such daring adults. To see Moses follow in his footsteps, Maya becoming a renowned tailor and businesswoman, Alice a marketeer and promoter, Claude a successful executive and trainer, and finally Candice a healer would have made his day. But sadly, the late special operations operative did not live long enough to become proud of what his children had become. And this notion hurt Alice the most.
       With their discussion carrying on, Moe commenced grilling some meat and veggies on the grill alongside Uncle Larry. Though there was no beer on account of Grandma Medea and Mama Mamie being staunch teetotalers, the family still partook in non-alcoholic drinks aplenty. The smell of cooking would fill the air, and Drake for one was getting hungry just by smelling the food and hearing it crackle on the grill. There was nothing quite like home cooking.
       For one, Moe was not that bad of a grill-meister, with Uncle Larry being there to guide the military man through the steps to grill properly. In fact, Larry was set to compete in the Lakeshire Town Annual Grill Contest, and he faced stiff competition from the likes of Chef Alphonse Giuliano and Hank Strideworth – those three being his sworn rivals. There was even the talk of a man who wore all red and had a Blaziken Pokémon partner jumping into the grill-off. But no matter who would cook Alice and Drake would make sure to be the taste testers and give their opinions on just how juicy the steak was.
       The food was soon finished, and a pot full of meats and veggies was brought to the table. Alongside the meats and veggies were also mashed potatoes and several berry pies, of which every pie consisted of a different berry and a different flavor. Alice wondered which one was the sweet pie since she didn’t enjoy the ones that were either spicy-sweet or spicy. As a matter of fact, Alice couldn’t even handle spice at all – something which left her on the receiving end of some pranks from her family. Then again, with Drake now present, nobody would dare try to trick her into eating a super spicy dish lest they be on the receiving end of his claws and teeth.
       The family grubbed together, sharing some laughs while also recounting the good times and hoping for better days to come. As for Alice, she wondered what she ought to do now that her “employer”-slash-best friend was out of work, meaning she had been officially laid off. Her background in business would be perfect for a career over at the Silph Co. Pokéball Plant, where some of her and Natasha’s other friends worked. Ideally, a desk job wasn’t something that Alice had in mind, and though she could easily receive a high-paying salary due to experience, it would definitely be a down-grade to pushing papers when she was the brains behind the business end behind one of the Daegar Region’s most popular and well-known wrestlers.
       That being said, Alice would not shy away from such a job if she had to. The nearby PokéPark often held thrilling tournaments where people with powerful pokémon could come over to have a brutal fight. For sure some of the town's many Pokephiles would be there to hone their battle craft.
       Poképhilia thought Alice. One turn around and she saw the empty lot of what remained of the Church of Arceus when it was blown to pieces. The news of the church being destroyed and dozens of lives being taken was a shot to her and everyone in the region. It was bad enough that a place like Ritze Regal City had riots between the two sides. But for a quiet large town like Lakeshire Town to have such horrible things like that happen was almost unheard of. With that, she wondered if things would be safe for her and Drake to stay, given her connection to Natasha’s fame.
       In the end, Alice remained stoic as she and Drake took big munches of steak and veggies on their plates. Whatever was bound to happen would have to be seen further down the line. There was no point in worrying over things that had not yet happened. There was no reason to fear her family getting hurt since they were just a normal family who tended to be loud from time to time. And though she was getting on with age, Grandma Medea was not about to let anyone come give her kids and grandkids a hard time without the attackers being on the receiving end of her cane.
       When the evening had finally arrived, the family cleaned up their mess and headed back to their familial home – a massive three-story house that was more like a mansion than an abode. But the Goodwinter family have called this place home for many years, with there being multiple rooms for all five of the Goodwinter children and many other relatives. It would be here where Alice and Drake would spend the night, full bellies and all.
       The family entered the small courtyard of the house through the front gate, a dusty-looking place that had sort of a Victorian aesthetic to it. Further down the concrete path could see various plants and decorations that have been receiving plenty of love and care. And past the wooden front door was a house that had a familiar dusty air and olden decoration. The decorations inside, from the plants to the furniture, all conveyed a feel of an era that had long since passed. But to Alice and her family, this was just home.
       The sun was now setting below the horizon, and the family members slowly went on their way to their rooms. Alice and Drake entered their room on the third floor – a place that brought back many memories of entering the room. The room was dusty, and the air was stale, given that the furniture and childhood toys and antiques remained frozen in time, waiting for the day that its master would return.
       The two had previously dusted the room and cleared the air, but still, the dust and stale air would return before long. This was perhaps the only gripe Alice had about her childhood home. But her queen-sized bed called her forward, alongside her pokémon partner Drake.
       And since Drake could speak in a human tongue, that was a key clue as to their relationship and what it was like when no one was around. Even Alice’s family was in the dark about this closely kept secret – for fear that Alice would bring evil upon them all.
       Indeed, Alice was a Poképhile. She had long since experimented with the loving affections that being in a Poképhile relationship would bring. And Drake was the best sex partner she ever had in her life, something which little Alice would never have thought of back when she was a little girl and Drake was barely a Gibble. To think that the monstrous Garchomp would be a perfect lover was beyond words.
       “So, Alice… you DTF?” asked Drake in frank terms.
       “Well, since you suggested it, might as well, Drake hun,” replied Alice.
       Without wasting a minute, Alice began to strip off her clothes, removing her business-causal attire to reveal that she had on sexy lingerie this whole time. The thong she wore only just barely covered her snatch while practically showing the entirety of her ass. Her bra was also skimpy, with it just consisting of two small pads that covered her nipples and that was it. Her breasts, too were of an impressive size, to say the least, and her black skin made her tits pop with their size and sheer puffiness. She was easily a size EE cup, something that her skimpy bra could barely contain. But with her removing her bra slowly, teasing Drake as she slipped it off, she made sure that her sex partner would become aroused.
       And aroused was something that Drake was definitely becoming, with his dragon phallus poking out of his slit at the base of his crotch. His cock slowly grew out and continued growing until it finished in an impressive length of over eight inches – way too long and thick to fit completely into Alice’s pussy, but that didn’t mean that the two lovers weren’t going to try.
       To start, Alice sat on the bed, now fully naked as her supple breasts bounced from her movements. Her large and puffy tits looked perfect for what Alice wanted to give to her partner – one helluva good time via their use. Drake walked up to her, presenting his huge member to her as she split her breasts apart to fit the large cock in between them. Of course, Alice wanted to get things started with a tit-job which she hoped would lead to her lover cumming.
       Alice squeezed her breasts hard and lifted them up and down, rubbing Drake’s huge member as she lowered her mouth and placed his tip at the base of her tongue. She then closed her mouth and began lapping at Drake’s sensitive tip, inciting the Mach Pokémon to moan at the feeling of being tit-fucked and sucked. To say Alice had done this before would be accurate as this was her favorite way of pleasuring her pokémon. More than anything, she wanted the delicious fluid that would squirt out of his tip, the potent Garchomp cum and its pheromones being something that Alice could never get enough of.
       In fact, Alive could taste the drops of precum that oozed out of Drake’s cock. Small globs of the stuff squirted from his tip and onto her tongue, her taste buds getting savoring the wonderful aphrodisiac sensation she would get whenever she’d suckle her lover’s cock. Hearing his moans and low grumbles was music to her ears, a sense of accomplishment washing over her as she pleasured her pokémon partner. And she would squeeze her tits hard to apply even more pleasure to her lover, making sure that even more delicious cum would come oozing out and into her mouth before swallowing it down.
       This carried on for the next ten minutes, with Drake being a trooper through the full titjob and blowjob session. A wide smile was on the Garchomp’s face, with it being so long since his trainer gave him an old fashioned like this. And made sure to grumble his pleasure as Alice suckled his cock and pressed her tits together to form even more pressure on the Garchomp’s penis. For her reward and hard effort, Alice would get globs of sperm to ingest, her mouth tingling from how potent the genetic material in her mouth was.
       But eventually, even a mighty dragon like Drake would reach his limit. Drake’s cock was already starting to throb as the pressure behind his crotch began to build. He graved the feeling of release. His member wanted to blow his entire load into the awaiting pussy of his trainer, and he wanted to make sure that Alice was ready to either ingest or be bathed by the white, sticky fluid.
       Alice could already tell that Drake was about ready to blow. This is what she was waiting for all this time, and she wanted his cum now.
       “Come on, Drake baby. Give me a cum bath. Shoot all of your sperm all over me!” she cried out.
       “I’m… I’m gonna cum hard, then. Hope you’re ready, Alice,” warned Drake.
       In an instant, Chopper’s cock erupted in a geyser of semen, his cock squirting out great big globs of the fluid as it covered Alice’s face, tits, neck, and everywhere else. All the while, the horny ebony woman had her mouth open to receive the giant ejaculations of sperm in case they were to land in her mouth. And even though he lover had reached orgasm, she continued to stroke him so that he could continue to give her spurt after spurt of the delicious and pheromone-laden fluid. It seemed as though the Garchomp had been pent up for some time, seeing as how his cock just continued squirting. Every squirt of fluid sent spasms up Drake’s spine, tingling his mind as he enjoyed a euphoria he hadn’t felt in such a good while. And it was something that he absolutely loved.
       Eventually, Drake ran out of cum, but by this point, Alice was completely caked in the genetic fluid. Her face, lips, neck, chest, and even her hair were covered in the stuff, and any that was near her mouth she was sure to lap up with her tongue and swallow it down. By this point, Alice had imbibed a good portion of her lover’s cum, and her tummy was happy with the ingestion of so much of the fluid. But though Drake had just reached orgasm, their romp was far from over. As the Garchomp stood and tried to recollect himself, he wondered what he and his trainer could do next.
       “You like what we did, Drake honey?” teased Alice as she looked at the pleasured eyes of her pokémon partner.
       “Damn, you give some good blow,” said Drake as he tried to recollect his thoughts. “It’s been a good while we did something like this. I kinda forgot how big of a cum slut you were.”
           “Well, I love your cum, Drake. I can’t get enough of it.”
       Drake looked down at his partner, seeing how drenched she was with his white, sticky fluids. He just thought of something that the two could do to finish things off for today.
       “Well, I still have some sperm left over. But this time, instead of you taking a shower in it, I’m gonna put it deep inside you.”
       Without wasting a minute, Drake picked up Alice as she giggled with glee, the woman’s weight feeling like almost nothing for his immense. Drake had one claw holding her by the ass while the other had her by the upper back, making sure that she was well supported as she wrapped her legs around his waist so that she was fully up in the air. Drake’s cock was now primed and poised to do some actual penetrating, and he wasn’t going to go easy on her. He aligned his phallus with her hole, and once his tip was at her entrance he finally got started.
       Drake wasted no effort as he lowered Alice, using her body weight to penetrate her. Alice cried aloud as she felt the sharp and hard member penetrate her. It was something that she hadn’t felt in a long while, and she thoroughly loved the feeling of something long and hard embedding itself deep into her vaginal canal. There was nothing quite like having rough sex, where Drake would make sure to cause her intense spasmodic pleasure from the get-go. And the more Drake lowered Alice the deeper his penis would penetrate her.
       Considering that Drake’s phallus was so massive, it was a miracle that Alice could fit as much of his member as she could. But eventually, Drake would fill her while a good portion of his cock remained outside. But Alice could feel something deep in her body, something warm, hard, and filling. Needless to say, she was in love with her lover’s cock, and she loved it even more when it reached her cervix, stopping at her womb’s entrance. He wasn’t going to penetrate this barrier just yet.
       But what Drake was going to do was lift Alice with his immense strength, rubbing her vaginal walls as he did so before dropping her again and rubbing her even more. He would do this slowly at first, getting a feel for how tight and warm his lover’s snatch was before picking up the speed. Drake would even thrust his pelvis up as he brought down his lover, penetrating her with even more force as she came down and inciting even more blissful moans to come from her mouth.
       Up and down the ebony lass went, with her letting out soft moan after moan as her most sensitive region was being roughly fucked. She kept her eyes closed, focusing on the feeling of being mistreated by her pokémon. For his part, Drake leaned into her and gave her soft kisses on the lips, sticking his tongue into her mouth and even getting an aftertaste of his semen. He was soft when it came to French kissing her, but rough when it came down to giving her a thorough fucking.
       The two carried on like this for the next twenty minutes, throughout which they both displayed vast amounts of sexual stamina. But Alice was reaching her limit. She couldn’t handle her lover’s lust for much longer, and her vaginal walls were already starting to contract. It was a sensation that brought her closer and closer to release. This would carry on until she could handle it no more.
       By this point, Drake too was also running out of steam. His cock had been stimulated by her warmth and tightness for too long. He too was nearing the end, and his dick burned with the urge to release the cum that he had been slowly replenishing. As such, he was lowering and lifting Alice with increased speed, making sure that he got to feel her orgasmic release sooner rather than later. The two of them were so close to release, and their sex organs craved to finally have their moment.
       And when that moment came, the two were rocked to the core.
       Drake lowered Alice hard onto his member for the last time, his tip penetrating her cervix and entering her womb in a painful fashion that made her cry out loud. But her pain was soon eclipsed by a pleasure so strong that it rocked her mind as he vaginal walls contracted hard and milked her lover for all of the sperm that he could provide.
       In turn, Drake’s member exploded with an absolute torrent of sperm, though one that wasn’t as big as the first one. But even still, his reserves had replenished enough so that he completely drenched her innards with genetic material, filling her womb to the brim with potent seed as sperm cells made their way toward an incompatible egg that they could fertilize. And there was no short supply of the incorrect little swimmers that would have immediately made Alice a mommy otherwise.
       The two lovers stood still as their minds were engulfed by the pleasure of their shared orgasms. The waves of pleasure they felt caused spasms to shoot up their spines as they felt the all-mighty rapture that only came from intense sex. And they were at a point where they could hardly feel anything else.
       The two soon collapsed to the floor with a resounding thud. The two were breathing heavily as they tried to recollect themselves. But on opening their eyes, they looked at each other with smiles as they remained connected with one another, with Drake's cock serving as a plug to keep all of his fluids trapped in his lover’s womb. There was nothing left for the two to do but recover and convalesce as they slowly glided back down to earth, having had the best sex session they ever had in a long while.
       Suddenly, a knock was heard on their bedroom door, and a concerned voice was heard.
       “Alice, girl!” cried out Mamie from the other side. “You good? I heard a real nasty thud coming from your room. You two okay?”
       Alice immediately snapped out of her reverie, having to think quickly before saying the words:
       “We’re fine, Mama. We just dropped something here,” she replied to her mother.
       “Alright, then. Just be careful what you drop. We don’t want to be making no holes in this old house’s floor, yah hear?”
       Alice and Drake could only burst into laughter, realizing that their sexual antics were causing quite a commotion. With their session complete, Alice stood up with wobbly legs as she went for a nearby towel to dry herself of all the semen that covered her – before she realized that she needed a bath. Drake too also would need a good shower if he was to remove the caked fluids that were around his crotch. Luckily for them, their bedroom had its own bathroom complete with a shower – as did most of the rooms of their mansion-sized home.
       Without wasting a moment, the two went into the bathroom to clean themselves off, though there was the temptation to do Round Two within the room. But they held themselves back, not wanting to create another scene where Mamie would come over with worry. Instead, they showered sensually with one another, rubbing sponges and soap on each other as they cleaned themselves off. Drake even suckled on her tits for a little bit before rubbing a sponge on them to clean them off.
       Once they had finished showering, the two dried themselves off before coming back to their room to rest – with Alice still nude. They then climbed into their bed and rested for a bit – though it was still too early for them to fall asleep. As they lay in bed, they began to reminisce on all the things that have been happening to them and their loved ones as of late. There was a lot to discuss, and the two wondered as to their future.
       “That was some good sex, eh,” noted Drake.
       “Yep. Boy did that feel good,” replied Alice. “But I’m still a bit confused as to what to do.”
       “With what?”
       “Well… I’m worried about Natasha, as well as what we’ll do now that she hung up her wrestling career. That girl is still a bit unsure about her future. And I’m a bit unsure as to what kind of job I can get around here. Should I really try to apply for work at the Pokéball plant nearby?”
       “Well that depends on you, Ali,” replied Drake. “Besides, I think Natasha ought to just pursue whatever she thinks will be best for her. She knows a lot about medicine and treatment since she helped that over at the VIP bar we were at. Maybe she ought to think about being a nurse?”
       “That’s kind of a step-down, in my opinion. She was the champion wrestler, and now to become a nurse…” She then reflected even more. “Well, it’s not like Natasha will do a bad job. Besides, she cares a lot for people. I think her helping those who’re in pain would be good for her.”:
       “As for what you would do, just follow your own heart as well, Alice,” noted Drake. “You have an education and career experience that’s pretty solid. I don’t think you’ll have trouble finding work wherever you go.”
       “You’re right. Maybe I’m worrying myself too much.”
       But one memory Alice had haunted her, and it was seeing the empty lot where the Church of Arceus was. She commented this to Drake, though he wasn’t too worried.
       “If those Team Shroud assholes want to come back and do harm, then we’ll be ready to stop them,” replied Drake bravely. “We got friends on our side who’ll also stick with us to do so. I don’t think those dumbasses will show their faces around here for a good while.”
       “I hope not. Honestly, I’ve had enough of the Battle for Poképhilia, and frankly, I just want to be left in peace.” She then frowned as she thought about this more. “I just don’t want to see others get hurt.”
       “There’s nothing we can do about that, Ali. People are going to get hurt whether we want to or not. Just remember that people like us aren’t doing anything bad. We just love each other.”
       Love. “Love Has No Bounds”, as such was the motto of the Poképhile Movement. There was no one out there who could deny that what people like Alice were doing was love. And she honestly felt that her love for Drake was genuine and pure – as was the case with the vast majority of Pokephiles out there.
       There was no telling what the future would bring. But one thing was certain:
       Love Has No Bounds, and neither did a group of people who were united in fighting a social taboo that was not all that taboo anymore.
       For now, Alice and Drake rested in bed, hoping that whatever the future would bring would be good and wonderful. The future remained uncertain, but if there was one thing they could rely on, it was with having friends who also thought the same as them. Tomorrow, Alice hoped to reunite with Natasha and all their other Poképhile friends, maybe in sharing a drink at the local watering hole.
       It was time to rest. It was time to repose…
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