Chapter Seven "PokeCenter"

Sakura was the first to enter the room before Rin. She quickly sat on the only available bed in the room and looked at Rin. A smile blossomed as Sakura beckoned at Rin and she gestured at her lap. Rin instinctively felt the urge to obey Sakura and complied. Sakura started to pat Rin's head. She gently and dotingly moved her hands. It was as if Sakura was patting a pet instead of a person.

Rin didn't know why, but it felt so good to be patted on her head. The longer Sakura patted her head the more pleasant it felt. She basked in bliss of having her head patted. Something seemed to change and Rin bit her lip to suppress her moan. Her eyes widened in disbelief. She was turned on by Sakura's patting. This revelation greatly shocked Rin.

Nothing like this has ever happened in the past. Am I developing a new fetish? A fetish where I feel turned on by being treated like a pet. Rin thought as she struggled to suppress her moans.

"How are you adapting to life as a pokeslave?" Sakura asked as she continued to pat Rin's head.

"I don't know what to feel anymore…" Rin replied in a conflicted tone.

"There, there." Sakura said in a comforting tone. "How is being a pokeslave troubling you?"

"I hated it at first because my body and soul had been altered without my consent." Rin growled in frustration and she shuddered before continuing in a softer tone. "I had been forced to enjoy unwanted sexual pleasure and brainwashed... Now, I have started to enjoy it."

"Good girl. It took courage to admit it and overcome your shame." Sakura praised Rin as she patted Rin's head. She saw Rin's hesitant look and coaxed Rin in a soothing tone. "Go on. Tell me more."

"I am starting to enjoy being a pokeslave and started to see everything before this as a fading dream…" Rin paused as she shuddered in pleasure. "All I think about these days is… The pleasure from pleasing and obeying Master. The reward for responding as desired…"

"You can enjoy being a pokeslave without any concerns. Master will never treat us any different from before us becoming pokeslaves. Just enjoy everything you have told me." Sakura spoke in a pleased tone as if what she was hearing was excellent news.

A moan nearly escaped. Rin barely managed to suppress it but chewing on her lips and nearly drawing blood. The last moan was already pushing her limits. She was really turned on now. When Sakura had first started patting her head and praising her it had been a kindling that Rin could have suppressed. The constant patting and praises had stroked the flames. The more Sakura patted her head and more difficult it became for Rin to suppress the urge to moan. Rin needed to act before she humiliated herself.

"It is wrong. I shouldn't be enjoying these feelings being a pokeslave!" Rin growled as she tried to banish her recent tendency and growing appreciation for enjoying her new life as a pokeslave.

"There is nothing wrong with your feelings. You are overthinking. Be a good girl and enjoying being Master's pokeslave. There is nothing to worry about," said Sakura in a comforting tone as she patted Rin's head.

It was too much. At first, Sakura patting her head and praises had been kindling and slowly reached the point of being dry logs. Sakura's latest comforting words and praise just poured gasoline over the fire.

"Cumming!" Rin screamed as she orgasmed.

As Rin basked in the afterglow of her orgasm she couldn't help wonder what Sakura was thinking. Her face went red in embarrassment as Sakura no doubt be shocked at the sight of her orgasm. It would have been something that Sakura had likely never had expected. She felt like she couldn't look at Sakura in the eyes ever again after what had happened.

Rin collapsed onto Sakura as the afterglow of the orgasm faded away and she felt drained from the orgasm. When her bottom landed on Sakura, Rin was shocked by what she felt. Her bottom had felt damp fabric and her bottom was now wet.

"You…" Rin looked at Sakura in disbelief. "Why…"

"Rin, are alright?" Shirou asked as he entered the room.

"Master!" Rin shouted in alarmed tone as she jumped up and completely forgot about her recent discovery. "Since when were you there, Master?"

"I have been wondering the same, Master." Sakura added in a curious tone.

"Well…" Shirou smiled awkwardly. "I arrived when Sakura told Rin to sit down on her lap."

Rin's face became red. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. It meant that Shirou had been eavesdropping and heard everything. Her blush became darker shades of red when she realized the possibility that Shirou had been peeping too. That made the situation even more embarrassing.

"Rin don't make a fuss," said Sakura in serious tone. Any thought of refusing disappeared from Rin's heart when she saw Sakura's dangerous eyes. "Master would you mind explaining why you made us fight in a PokeBattle straight after sex?"

"You mean… Taming Session…" Shirou coughed. "Well I could have explained what your life would be like from now on, but I decided it was better that experiencing for yourselves."

"Actions speak louder than words," Sakura nodded in agreement. "So, we experienced it for ourselves. Pokeslaves are treated like fictional Pokemon. We are tools."

"Put it bluntly, yea…" Shirou replied in an uncomfortable tone. "Don't think that anything has changed. I will never exploit you. I promise you that. You will always be my friends."

"Is that okay?" Rin asked. Shirou became confused. "What I meant is will treating as friends okay? I remember from history that countries where slavery was accepted that it was socially and culturally unacceptable for a master and slave to have any relationships."

"Oh, that shouldn't be a problem." Shirou replied in a nonchalant tone. "There is a reason why Trainer's pokeslaves are collectively called a Harem. Society in this world openly accepts master and slaves having a relationship."

"That is good to hear," said Rin in a relieved tone. "I have been wondering. I come I have never seen any male Pokeslaves? Do they not exist?"

"They do exist… It's just that you haven't been outside your pokeball and explored the world for any long period of time." Shirou replied.

"That is true…" Rin conceded.

"There is something I wanted to correct." Shirou turned to Sakura. "The fictional creatures that we saw in Pokemon franchise don't exist, but that word is commonly used. Pokemon in this world refers to all non-human enslaved beings."

"Are you saying pokeballs can capture anything?" Sakura asked curiously.

"Well according to what I have heard and read on the pokedex, everything short of a Divine Spirit has been caught with a pokeball." Shirou replied honestly. "Although keep in mind, the word pokeball is very broad term like the word, sword. The standard pokeball is all-round general-purpose tool. If you want to have the greatest chance of capturing a pokemon and pokeslave it best to get a specialist pokeball designed for that target."

"Got it," Sakura nodded her head.

"So, what is the plan from now, Master?" Rin asked.

"All you have to do is be a good girl and obey," said Sakura in a seductive tone as she patted Rin's head. "Do you like the pleasure I invoke? I will happily train you if that what you want~?"

Rin panted. She was getting turned on again. The more Sakura patted her the more excited she became. Sakura's words echoed in her mind as she felt the pleasure increase. The notion of resistance didn't register to Rin. Her mind couldn't help and seriously considered Sakura's proposition. Ever since becoming a pokeslave Rin had felt obeying Sakura and letting her to whatever she wanted was really pleasurable for Rin.

"I understand! I will listen and obey like a good girl! So please train me, Sakura! It feels so good~!" Rin screamed in pleasure.

"Good girl~!" Sakura cooed happily. "I will train you, but you have to call me, Mistress. Do you understand?"

"I…" Rin hesitated as if she felt was about to do something wrong.

"What's wrong?" Sakura asked in puzzled tone. She stopped patting Rin's head. "Do you not like what I do? I could stop if you want."

Rin trembled. It was not because she was scared, but the complete opposite. She absolutely wanted Sakura to continue patting her head and complimenting her. It made her feel so good, and she was already starting to be addicted to the experience.

"I like what you are doing, Mistress!" Rin screamed in anticipation.

"That's a good girl, Rin. You are doing the right thing." Sakura replied happily as she patted Rin's head.

Shirou, who had watched the scene from the side in silence, couldn't believe what he had seen. The more that he had watched Sakura's and Rin's behavior the more he thought that the girls had been hiding a secret relationship from him. A Dom and Sub relationship. It might have remained a secret had it not been Sakura's overwhelming need to satisfy new urges as a Domme.

"Sakura stop it," Shirou coughed. "You and Rin can have your fun another time when I am not around. There is still more I need to explain. Please follow me."

Sakura let out a sigh but stopped patting Rin. Rin whined at the pleasure of having her head patted suddenly stopped. Quickly the two girls followed after Shirou.

Shirou and the girls were soon walking down a flight of stairs. There the girls saw more people in the new world they find themselves in, besides the previous Trainer and his Harem that they had defeated. What they found was quite a surprise.

"Take a seat," said Shirou as he walked to a free table and sat down on a chair. "The next few things are easier to explain if you have examples before your own eyes."

The girls sat down. Rin looked around and was surprised by what she found.

"This isn't a cosplay expo right? If this place isn't what a joke. Armor is supposed to provide a layer of defense against danger. So much flesh is exposed and the vital organs are not being protected." Rin spoke in an insulted tone.

"As if you can talk…" Sakura grumbled as she looked at Rin's current and exposing attire of black string bikini and red half-skirt.

"Rin calm down will you," said Shirou in annoyed tone as he saw the looks coming at him and comments being made about his friends. "I will explain, but you can't make such a large commotion again, understood?"

The natural urge to stand her ground made Rin to fiercely stare at Shirou. She saw Shirou's disapproving look. Rin knew she had offended her master. A slave is supposed to please and serve their master. What she had done was wrong and she shouldn't make the situation worse. That would be embarrassing her master.

"Fine," Rin grumbled and she sat down.

"I am sorry for the disturbance." Shirou spoke loudly in apologetic tone. "I promise that my friend will not make a scene again."

The annoyed crowd quickly returned to their own conversation and tasks, but a few gazes lingered on Shirou and his friends before they too returning to what they were doing before Rin made a scene.

"Where are we exactly? This place is filled with fighters." Sakura asked as she continued to eye her surroundings.

"You wouldn't know of course because you have spent most of your time inside your pokeball," said Shirou with a smile. "The reasons why I kept you in your pokeballs were because I didn't want to overwhelm you with new information."

"Yea, right." Rin scoffed.

"Let me ask you. How much time do you think has passed since you discovered your transformation into a pokeslave?" Shirou asked as he studied Rin's expression.

"One… Two days?" Rin replied in a questioning tone as she tried to recall how much time had passed since learning about her new status as a pokeslave.

"It's been a month." Shirou responded bluntly. Rin and Sakura looked at Shirou as if he had joked to them. "I am not joking. It has really been a month!" The girls continued to look at him in disbelief. "I have read that pokeslaves cannot tell the passage of time inside their pokeballs. It seems to be true from your reactions."

Immediately, Rin and Sakura started to doubt Shirou. The suspicion that Rin and Sakura had didn't disappear despite his words. While they didn't alright dismiss Shirou's claim, it was very hard to believe. A month passing by without them noticing seemed unrealistic given that they hadn't been situation similar to a coma. They just simply couldn't stomach Shirou's explanation without proof instead of words.

"It's really been a month," Shirou sighed in dismay. "Well that fact that a month has passed while you were inside your pokeballs isn't the most important thing right now. The point is that most of your time being inside a pokeball happened because I was so shocked by what I have learned and forgot about you, Rin, Sakura, and coming to terms with what I had learned."

"Tell us a little about what has shocked you so much a month passed and you forget about us," said Rin in a sarcastic tone.

"I am not lying…" Shirou sighed. "Let's start with where we are. It is a PokeCenter."

The girls looked around in surprise. When the words PokeCenter came to mind it made them think of healing station or veterinarian clinic for fictional pokemon. What they saw completely different from what they had imagined, assuming if Shirou was telling the truth.

"PokeCenters don't just serve as places for healing," Shirou continued. "They serve many purposes such as somewhere to rest and resupply. This PokeCenter we are at is very large. We are currently in one of the many privately-operated inns of this pokecenter."

Rin was about to open her mouth when a thought came to her. Her face became flushed when she realized what she was doing was stupid. Shirou had no reason to lie to them. What was he to benefit from lying to her? She started to feel she might have been to close-minded without giving Shirou any chances to convince her. Rin wondered if Sakura was thinking the same as her and looked to find that Sakura still seemed suspicious.

"Why don't you show us around?" Sakura asked.

"Let's go then," said Shirou as he stood up and led the way.

The girls soon found themselves out of the inn and into what could be thought described as a small mall. They found several shops and other inns. All the stores seemed to be involved in selling products or services aimed at explorers and fighters.

"This PokeCenter is round about average compared to others. The smallest and most remote PokeCenters always has one a hospital and a store that sells weapons, armors and consumables." Shirou explained as he guided Rin and Sakura through the pokecenter.

"Would the largest pokecenter take up an entire district?" Rin asked curiously.

"That is correct." Shirou nodded. "Well that is what I have read on my pokedex and heard from talking to people. I could be wrong as I never verified that for myself."

"What's the name of this place? Not the district, but this location." Sakura inquired.

"About that…" Shirou said in awkward tone as he stopped. "This town happens to be named Pallet…"

"Pallet… Seriously? That is their name. You might as well call it Pallet Town!" Rin laughed.

"This town happens to be in a region called the… Kanto Region…" Shirou continued as his expression became weird.

"You got to be pulling my strings! A town called Pallet. A region called Kanto... This cannot be Pallet Town of the Kanto Region, right?!" Rin shouted in disbelief.

Shirou remained silent and didn't look at Rin.

"Talk about coincidence…" Sakura remarked as she thought about the other things she had learned about this world.

"I wish I was joking, but that is what I learned." Shirou replied in dismayed tone. "Anyway, can we talk about something else. I really don't want to talk about this anymore…"

The girls nodded their heads. Actually, they started to become angry just thinking about it too. The fact that they were pokeslaves, the constant appearance of the pokeball and pokedex was something that they could barely tolerate. Rin and Sakura felt as if their heads were going to explode in rage if they thought about Pallet Town and the Kanto Region.

A passing person caught Rin's attention. She quickly forgot about the things that were causing her anger and looked at the passer's attire.

"You seem to have thought my earlier comments regarding 'the armor' we see people wearing were wrong? Why made you think that way?" Rin asked in a curious tone.

"Look at the people around you? Do you think that they are stupid enough to risk their lives to fight in such skimpy or exposing equipment?" Shirou responded back rhetorically.

Before responding, Rin took another look at the people around her. Many were equal or more combat experienced than her. Those that were green or below her in combat experience were few. She really tried, but she didn't see what made Shirou refute her regarding their defensive equipment.

"Did you notice, Sakura?" Shirou asked as Sakura didn't have the same opinion about the surrounding people's equipment as Rin.

"I did," Sakura nodded her head before turning to Rin. "The fact that you still haven't noticed is beyond me. It's not like the first time you have encountered such equipment. Well at least nothing as skimpy or exposing as what we are currently seeing…"

"Really?" Rin raised a brow.

"Look at your own clothes for example…" Sakura grumbled.

Rin hearing the comment looked down at her own body. Her eyes widened in disbelief at her state of dress. She had been half-naked and walking around without noticing. It was so embarrassing, but she started to calm down somewhat when she realized no one was really staring at her and she seemed right in place given there were many people that were wearing even more exposing attire.

"I didn't mean check yourself out…" Sakura groaned. "I was referring if you could notice anything strange about what you wore."

Anger rose up, but Rin quickly suppressed it. Sakura was clearly talking about something that she hadn't noticed. She tried using her magical senses this time and it was clear as day what she had missed. Rin became fascinated by what she missed and was marveled.

"You have finally noticed the unique crafting method and magic used in exposing equipment." Shirou noted as he looked at Rin's focused expression. "Appear-wise, the defensive equipment you see doesn't seem to offer much or any protection, but that far from the truth. They offer just as much protection as 'proper' defensive gear. It's just their protection doesn't come from physical means, but through magic."

"The crafting method and magic is unlike anything I have ever seen. It is a marvel of magic. I want to study…" Rin spoke in an excited tone.

"You can study all you want later. There is more I want to tell you," said Shirou in an amused tone. "Don't you want to ask about the other things you have likely noticed?"

"I didn't miss it," said Sakura in a very interested tone. "The people here interest me the most."

Rin grumbled in annoyance at being pulled away from conducting an extensive study of her clothing when she scrutinized the people around her. She started to curse under her breath. The unique crafting method and magic in her clothes seemed trivial after she got some cursory data about the people around her. What had happened was akin to her being fascinated by silver when she had missed the more precious gold around her.

"Interesting…" Rin mumbled as she started to gather more data and became deeply fascinated. "The sample size here seems too small make a proper conclusion that might apply to the whole population, but there is a very remarkable difference between individuals."

"The development of human civilization in this world is different from Earth. One such difference is something called the Human Construction Technique. This is what has caused the difference of the people around us from those of Earth." Shirou explained.

"Human Construction Technique…" Rin repeated as she etched that word into her memory. "What marvelous work of magic. It must be some sort of self-modifying method to alter and enhance the human body, right?"

"The Human Construction Technique is designed to enhance the human body and soul." Shirou nodded. "You are partially correct with your guess. Most Human Construction Techniques work on the user, but there is a separate branch that require someone else to modify the body and soul."

"Interesting…" Rin muttered as she lost herself in her own world.

"Does the Human Construction Technique have anything to do with pokeslaves? I haven't read any information on the pokedex regarding other pokeslave breeds beside mine and Rin's, but I have a strong suspicion there is a link." Sakura asked.

"There is a link but save that for another time. Learning too much at once isn't good for you, and it's a very complicated topic that I want to talk on another day." Shirou responded with a mysterious smile.

Sakura wanted to press for more information but decided not to. Shirou was not the type of person to lie to her. He must have his reason and she trusted him with her life. Instead, Sakura had another question that been bothering her for a while.

"Some people look human, but it feels as if they belong a completely different species…" Sakura remarked.

"Only the most extreme Human Construction Techniques can do that, but I believe some those people you are talking about might actually not be human…" Shirou replied.

"Not human? You mean like a half-blood or those with non-human ancestry?" Sakura inquired.

"Not human at all," said Rin as she suddenly snapped out of her musing. "Their transformation cannot my eyes. I recognize some of them. Centaur, nymph, and satyr to name a few."

"What?" Sakura mouthed in disbelief. "Is this a place where non-humans secretly gather?"

"This is one of the main reasons why I was so shocked and spent a month without letting you out of your pokeball for a month," said Shirou with an awkward smile. "Many species that have been forgotten, gone extinct, or driven away on Earth can be found in great numbers in this world and coexist with humanity."

"Is the cultural, social and historical complexities and interactions between species that important that you forgot about us for a month?" Rin asked, guessing what she believed had distracted Shirou.

"It's mindboggling. If I say or do something offensive we might find ourselves the enemy of an entire species. Hunted down to the ends of the earth until we are dead, no matter the cost." Shirou replied.

Rin and Sakura shivered. The picture Shirou painted really scared them. Being hunted by an entire species might seem the worst-case scenario, but there was that might actually happen if they said or did something in ignorance that was a taboo against a certain species.

"Let's me give you a brief summary of the most powerful species taboos that we have to avoid…" Shirou spoke as he launched into a lengthy discussion.

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