And finally it's time for the final Sinful's Drabbles poll winner story. Yes it took so long, and yes this one took even longer, I'm sorry ^^U Anywho, let's start off with an introduction.

Alex Tansha woke with a yawn. Blinking the sleep out of his eyes, he registered first the small, borderline if not outright lolita girl laying with him to one side, brunette hair looking well kept even after a night of sleep giving away her artificial nature.

To the other size had been another material pokegirl, though less man-made. She must have woken up early and gone outside to get her morning light. The smell of breakfast confirmed she was up and preparing food for the rest of the party.

Three of his girls had been awake into the early hours, no doubt having only gone into their pokeballs to rest an hour or so before their tamer's waking.

In fact, one of the three had come to a halt and simply slept next to Alex's bed. Why she hadn't come up on the bed, he wasn't sure. There was plenty of room. A canine instinct of hers perhaps? He couldn't be sure.

Oh well, wasn't really a problem. Did raise the question of where the remaining two of his pokegirls were. He tried to sit up so he could look for them, but doing so woke the pokegirl on his arm. Well, woke wasn't exactly the correct word.

Dara didn't actually sleep per say, just went inert to rest her body and mind, but could exit the state in an instant, and remained completely aware of her surroundings whenever she did. Dara was a Smart Doll, the living robot pokegirl.

He'd gotten her as a Doll, won her from the Celadon city game corner. He'd been planning on getting a TM for one of his other girls, but when he'd saw her sitting there, practically begging to be rescued from the place, he'd been unable to help getting her instead.

As a Doll she'd essentially been a drone, saying nothing unless told to, doing nothing unless told to, no opinions or thoughts or emotions. It was rather upsetting, and had made it difficult to tame her.

But Alex had kept going, never letting up and eventually his conversations, experiences with her, and training had allowed her to develop a consciousness, and triggered her evolution to into the more intelligent Smart Doll form, finally allowing her to become a conscious, thinking being.

Granted, she'd developed some odd habits as a result. She was still extremely fond of routine and stuck to it strictly, and do to Alex's personal habits, a taming the moment of waking up was a part of that routine.

She held onto Alex, her tiny body latching onto him, refusing to move until she'd had her morning taming. Alex chuckled, unable to complain. He gave her a kiss, letting his hands slide down her soft body and come to a halt at her hips. He gripped them, guiding them to his morning stiffness and pulling her down onto the eight inch rod.

Dara moaned as she felt it enter her, hips grinding down against his member to take it further inside. She felt wonderful, as always, gripping around his member tightly. Her legs locked around his body, hands holding onto him as her hips bucked to ride him, her small body bouncing on his length.

As her hips rocked roughly against him member, eagerly taking it deeper and attempting to take him as deep inside as she could, it was difficult for him to believe she was the same girl who, in her previous evolution, had been quite literally little more than a sex toy when it came to taming, laying perfectly still as Alex used her.

Admittedly there'd be a certain enjoyment of this once or twice, but it grew upsetting quickly afterwards. Now though, Dara seemed to take pleasure in, well, taking pleasure. She wasn't the most aggressive of his 'girls, not by a long shot, but she was the most aggressive compared to her small, fragile looking body.

The Smart Doll slammed her hips down as hard as she could, taking Alex's member to the base as she reached her peak, unashamedly throwing her head back and letting out a loud moan of pleasure with her release.

He grunted as he felt her squeeze around his member, her juices dripping down his shaft as she came.

He held onto her hips, forcing his own up as harder and fast as he could in the moment, sawing his rod into her roughly to force himself over the edge with her, grunting as he unloaded hard into her.

Dara shuddered, moaning happily as she took the tamer's first release of the day. Knowing his, and more specifically his harem, it would be far from the last if any of them could help it. It was his own fault really, he trained them to love adrenaline and action through their exploration of dangerous and unknown locations.

When they were just at home and had nothing to do but train, they needed more attention. He laid back, catching his breath as he released. Not needing to, Dana dismounted and got up from the bed.

She paused at the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss Alex another warm, loving kiss before leaving the room to see where the others were and get her training started. He chuckled, sitting up and looking to the door.

Before he could get off the bed, let alone to the bed, the three headed canine girl at the side of his bed was woken. It was possible he realized that she had been awake the whole time, and had merely been waiting for Dana to leave so she could ambush Alex and get her turn before he left the room and potentially got distracted by the other pokegirls.

She'd gone a full day and a half without any attention at all despite Alex's promise that none of his harem would ever be ignored-which Alex maintained that was the fault of a certain plant type's lust dust, but still.

She was always a bit nervous about that, and it didn't help at all that she was capable of arguing with herself about it and getting herself more riled up.

Her name was Allie, and she was a Cerberass. Despite her evident belief that she was still a Puppy (at this that was Alex's only explanation for why she insisted on pouncing from the floor onto Alex like a lapdog despite being bigger than him both height and muscle wise), she was one of his strongest 'girls.

The three headed dog girl was a mix of fire, dark, and infernal type; a combination that seemed to frighten most people, but having had Allie since she actually had been a Puppy, he could never be afraid of her. She was too lovable. Most people saw three sets of fangs for biting, but Alex saw three mouths that intended to kiss him; as indeed all three of them were now.

"Okay Allie, Allie, good morning, Allie stop, can't breathe." Alex managed out from beneath the infernal pokegirl. She pulled back, "Sorry!" "Couldn't have been that bad.." "Maybe but still." Her three heads said one after the other. Alex rolled his eyes, leaning up and petting two of her heads while giving the center-most head a gently kiss. "Maybe I can make it up to you~" The center head said, all three giving him sultry looks.

'The eternal struggle between taming beautiful pokegirls and eating food.' Alex thought with a smile, "The offer is more of a formality isn't it?" He asked.

"Yes." Allie said, one of her heads giggling as the other licked its lips in anticipation. She moved back on the bed, turning around to face away from Alex as her soft fur brushed over his skin until she reached his length.

She moved onto her fours in front of him, her hands gripping the bar at the end of the bed. Her tail wagged eagerly as she shook her hips enticingly.

Alex moved up behind her, letting his hands move along her body before lining up to her pussy. She was already moist, confirming Alex suspicion that she'd been awake already and listening to Alex and Dara, and took his member easily as he thrust into her, two heads moaning as the third bit its lip to keep quieter.

Alex started slowly, leaning over Allie and moving his hands up her body, letting her feel him rubbing along her body as his member pumped into her steadily. Her moans began growing in volume as he picked up the pace, her body's natural heat growing with it.

Her hips moved back against Alex's, not seeming to realize how strong her movements were.

He grunted as he picked up the pace of his thrusts to keep up with her, putting more strength into his own movements. His ancestry had made training himself up to a standard to keep his 'girls happy.. Well, not easy, but possible at least, which was more than some people got. He wasn't very spiritually inclined, but he still praised his ancestors for their excellent choices of mates.

Strength, endurance, recovery, resilience to heat, cold, and shocks, partial dark vision, and perfect recall. The last two were the only ones that had come to him naturally, leading him to believe that his ancestors had primarily been psychic type chasers.

He sometimes wished he'd been born with more psychic abilities, but if the moaning Cerberass beneath him was any indication, he was doing well without them.

His hands reached her chest, groping and kneading them lustfully as he pumped harder into her, putting more of his enhanced strength into his movements to bring her over the edge faster.

Allie moaned out from all three mouths as she began to clench down around his member, hips grinding hard back against him as he got more aggressive with her chest, massaging her warm breasts as he hilted himself hard inside her.

The bed had been moved quite a bit out of place by the time Alex brought his canine 'girl over the edge, all three heads moaning out-the centermost head literally howling with her release. Alex followed her over the edge, groaning as he felt his cum flood into her and begin filling her up.

She panted, slumping on the bed as Alex slid out of her and sat back to catch his own breath. Once he had, he got up from the bed and headed for the door, petting Allie's heads again before heading to the kitchen. He didn't bother getting dressed, the only people in this house were him and the pokegirl's he'd been sleeping with for a minimum of three months counting his most recently obtained pokegirl.

"Having fun already this morning?" Came a pleasant voice from the other end of the kitchen as Alex sat down at the table, where coffee and the food had already been placed for him.

Alex nodded to the metallic skinned pokegirl, no doubt the first of the harem to be awake considering her plant type need for sunlight.

"Dara and Allie one after the other." Alex said as he started eating.

Helen chuckled, "Is that what that racket was? I just assumed Allie had her tail caught in some hydraulic equipment." She teased. Helen was an Iron Chef, the variant steel type evolution of the Ivywhore. She'd been his starter actually, having had her since she was a feralborn Boobisaur.

At the time she wouldn't have even considered taking the Iron Chef evolution, as like most of her breed she was extremely proud of her chest, and went on at length about how beautiful she'd been when she was a Venawhore with a rack biggest enough to have its own gravitational pull.

Which wasn't to say her chest couldn't already support an entire christmas tree, she had't gotten much size from her Ivywhore evolution, but even as an Ivywhore she could sufficate three different people against/between her breasts, four if they had particularly small heads.

He still wasn't quite sure how he'd convinced her to evolve into an Iron Chef instead; though he suspected it was through his proving to her that her breasts wasn't what he loved about her. Well, that and she had already genuinely loved to cook. He hadn't even needed to give her the Cook TM for her to evolve.

Alex's thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of someone beneath the table having evidently decided to exploit his lack of pants. Glancing below the table, he found the grinning, pale skinned moth winged girl. Jasmine, Alex's one subtyped pokegirl, and the only rival to Helen's massive chest.

She was a Gypsy Moth, a Blessed Gypsy Moth to be specific. He'd caught her almost by accident, having found her as a Gypsy after she'd been separated from her caravan by an attack from a feral Medra.

He'd captured her to put her in stasis so she wouldn't be killed. He'd promised to release her after they found her caravan, but it had ended up taking about a month and a half to do so; by which point she had decided to stay with him.

She'd gotten the Blessed subtype by an Angel before she'd evolved. How she been permitted a blessing was a matter of debate among the harem, considering how un-blessed she loved to act.

Case and point, Jasmine raising her fingers to her lips to keep Alex quiet before wrapping her lips around his shaft, slowly returning it to hardness as Helen, completely unaware, refilled his coffee and sat down across from him to talk about the training they would be doing for the day. He grit his teeth to hold in the moans as Jasmine's soft mouth glided along his member.

"So, have you decided where we'll be off to next week?" Helen asked him.

Alex nodded, trying to speak without the pleasure noticeable in his voice. "Yeah.. we'll be heading out to the Seafoam Caves. There's rumors of a powerful pokegirl living in the bottom cave, possibly even a legendary. Hopefully we can get a look at her at least, maybe even challenge her to a battle."

Helen nodded, "Don't plan to try and shag a legendary ice 'girl~?" She asked teasingly.

"Well, I'm not saying I wouldn't try.." He said, suppressing a soft groan as Jasmine lifted her head and turned around under the table, pushing her hips back to force his member into her pussy.

Helen chuckled, "Well, worse comes to worst I can lust dust her. Velvet can probably heal whatever bones of yours she breaks while riding you." She said with a giggle.

"Think I couldn't handle her?" He questioned. He'd intended to add a tone of joking mock offense to his voice as he said this, but he'd been unable; his mind going a little blank when he felt Jasmine's hips press against his crotch, her pert rump visible to him as she took his rod to the hilt inside her.

She rolled her eyes, "Oh I'm sure you could, given the chance, time, and endurance drinks. Not much you can't with that much, case and point the mummy downstairs and the two rivals beating the hell out of each other out back."

"Are they at it again?" Alex questioned.

Helen nodded, "Carrie woke up first, woke Velvet up for training. Someone called someone something, someone called someone something in return, etc, etc, beating the hell of each other out back with some rough rutting thrown in."

Velvet and Carrie, Alex's Night Nurse and Lawfoxx. They'd known each other for more than a year before Alex had found them in Saffron city when they were just a NurseJoy and OfficerJenny that worked together.

The two absolutely hated each other, deep into a pitch-romance that neither of them had been willing to admit. They had eventually mind you, but both had been evolved by that point. They barely went a day without trying to knock the other out; spending as much time at each other's throat as between each other's legs. It was cute really.

"Should I check on them?" He asked. Compromising a position as he was in, he could handle escaping it if need be for his 'girls sake.

Helen shook her head, "Don't worry, just healthy pitch fighting, not full tilt attempted murder quite yet. Besides, I think I wanna take my turn since I've got your attention~" The Iron Chef purred.

What followed took Alex a moment to work out. There was a thud under the table, then Helen's expression shifted from sultry to confused, then from confused to annoyed.

She'd lifted her foot to try and teasingly rub Alex's crotch, but as there was a Blessed Gypsy Moth in the way, the result had been Jasmine getting her head knocked against the bottom of the table by Helen's foot.

Helen let out several of her sleek, smooth metallic vines, pushing them under the table and pulling Jasmine out from underneath, Alex shuddering at the abrupt absence of the pussy that had been milking his member.

"Aheh.. hey." Jasmine said slightly nervously, "So how's your morning been?" The response she got was three iron vines down her throat, one lashing against her breasts, and two ramming into her bare pussy and asshole; the remaining vines keeping her legs bound.

"How many fucking times do I need to tell you not to sneak turns? I get early hours, you get later hours." She said as she roughly punished the celestial/bug/flying type; who seemed to take it more as a reward than a punishment.

Alex got up, figuring he'd leave them going at it for the time being. Might as well get to training he supposed, but he wouldn't be able to focus. His member was throbbing from being close to his climax before the pleasure was cut off.

There was one of his 'girls he knew he could pleasure from without much struggle involved. Well, technically it would be mostly struggling, but that was more or less the point. The 'mummy downstairs' as Helen had referred to her, Tali.

Tali was a Phawhore, discovered as a Bandame during one of Alex's first actual explorations. The strange quirk of the breed was with their taming. They.. needed to have it forced on them. Like, needed it to be. They physically weren't capable of accepting sex in any other way. No scientist had ever been able to work out why, and it had been extremely uncomfortable the first few times.

Eventually though, through a combination of Tali telling him point blank that she did want it to happen, but couldn't express that when it was actually happen, and Alex learning to embrace his kinkier side, he'd managed to get the hang of it.

He found Tali hard at work training in the basement, extending her bandages the way Helen did her vines and wrapping them around various set up moving targets. Alex pressed his hand to a rune that had been carved into the wall.

The rune sent faint white magic through the room, preventing the ghost type from phasing and weakening her attack power massively. He approached her from behind, the Phawhore giving him the benefit of the doubt and assuming Alex was just here to check up on the training.

He got close to her, acting normal until he was close enough before springing at the ground/ghost type. She yelped as she was caught off guard, reflexively trying to phase through him and escape but unable as a combination of the sudden weight and his enhanced strength forced her to the ground.

"Master… stop this please." She said with a whimper.

"Shut up." He said cruelly, forcing her legs apart and pressing his member against her slit. Her bandages began to rise up, but with how weak she was in the white magic environment, the bandages had been slowed down to the point that Alex was able to grab them and use them to bind Tali's arms behind her back.

She squirmed desperately, begging and pleading for him to stop as he forced his member in and out of her painfully hard.

Unlike with Allie, where he used a bit of his extra strength to keep up, Alex was using quite a bit more strength than he needed to, making sure it hurt more with each motion. He'd tried being as gentle as he could with her and that had both made it impossible for her to get off and left her legitimately angry at him when they were done trying.

So now he gave her all he had, hammering into her with all his enhanced strength until she was in tears; Alex focusing on the intense wetness and heat that confirmed she was still enjoying herself. He grunted, forcing himself as deep into her as possible before dumping his cum into her womb, feeling her cum just a few seconds after from the sensation.

He slid out of her, going back to the wall to turn off the rune before returning to Tali, untying her and pulling her into a warm hug. Aftercare was important between a dominant and a submissive, but Tali would often joke that usually it was for the sub's benefit.

Tali hugged him close, assuring him she was fine, happy even. When Alex was sure she was telling the truth, they sat down together to meditate. He meditated a little with all of his 'girls to train himself in as many elements as possible. He couldn't unlock all of them fully sure, but he could at least develop resistance.

Meditating became sparring, and when he was done sparring Tali, he went upstairs and out front to find Josie; the last of his pokegirls. The water/psychic type was also meditating, though she was the only pokegirl who Alex hadn't needed to teach how to do so.

She was a Slowsis, a plump, pudgy pink skinned pokegirl who sat by the water's edge. He sat down next to her and began meditating with her now.

Soon their thoughts began connecting, Josie asking him how the day was going so far, how long they'd be training, where they'd be going, etc. They had a long, pleasant conversation without ever opening their mouths.

Of all his pokegirls, Josie was the least sexual. She actually seemed to take pride and amusement in going as long without it as possible. She'd actually risked going feral once or twice because of it, but Alex respected her wishes and didn't take her when she didn't want to be. It'd be another week before she went for it again if Alex was remembering correctly.

Perhaps they'd be do it to celebrate their return from the Seafoam Caves.

1. Yes, yes this was supposed to go up several hours ago with the rest of the update. Ain't life a bitch?

2. If you're confused by the term 'pitch romance,' then look up either 'blackrom' or 'kismesis'. Or if you've got about a free week then just read through all of Homestuck XD the short version of the term is, a deep, deep romantic hatred. No, it is not a tsundere thing. In pitch romance you do truly hate the other, and the love and hate are one and the same, lol.

3. I'm trying something different with this story. Longer chapters, fewer updates.

4. No I did not make up the Phawhore rape thing, that is actually in her pokedex entry.