by KJ Harlow
Nature: Shy
Rarity: *
Larissa are said to be the reincarnated spirits of girlfriends who are cremated. They are commonly found in the town of Spinel.
Hmmm… another dual-type.
Larissa looked around, hazy sprite miasma covering her breasts and nether regions. She doesn’t look like she wants to be here… but then again, she is a ghost.
“Holy shit!” Yoshi swore, falling to his side. Soph squawked, jumped and flapped her arms to maintain her balance. Nearly all the other trainers on the ship also fell, some shouting out in surprise. Ocean spray spat up over the edge of the ship, coating everyone on board in salty sea water.
“Aaaaaaaahhh…” Clarisse wailed.
*CRACKLE*
“This is Captain Maplefingers. We are currently experiencing turbulent waters. If you are out on the deck, please make your way back down, lest you want a complimentary shower most salty.”
*CRACKLE*
Bit of water isn’t going to stop me.
“Soph, get back. Ai, let’s get you out here again.”
The gym bunny was once again aboard the ship. “Why is everyone lying down on the deck?” she asked, glancing around in confusion. “Are we sunbathing? Can I sunbathe too?”
“Maybe later. Ai, come back.”
“Huh–?” She zipped back into her ring. Yoshi glanced up at Mortimer, who looked like he was considering Maplefingers’ suggestion. Gotta finish him off quick before he bails on me.
“Flick, your time to shine!”
The water-type appeared. Sensing the wetness of the air, she closed her eyes and threw her arms out. “Aaah, this is nice.”
Clarisse used Depress!
The fire sprite disappeared and reappeared on top of Flick’s shoulders, wrapping her legs around her head, causing the water-type to crash onto the deck. Fingers of purple fire snaked around her bare limbs, crawling onto a flailing Flick.
“Flick!” Yoshi shouted. The water-type tapped out, thumping her fist onto the deck. The fire sprite gazed at Yoshi over her small, smooth shoulder. Flick turned onto her back, the purple fire worms crawling into her mouth.
Yoshi stared wide-eyed at her basic stats:
NAME: Felicity (Flick)
LEVEL: 25
HP: 71/87
Didn’t seem to be any status effects. Flick was already back on her feet, though she now looked rather upset.
The boat lurched again, sending everyone hitting the deck once more. Staff from inside started streaming out, shepherding everyone back indoors.
Battle aborted.
Victorious girlfriends will receive partial EXP.
Calculating EXP now…
Ai has gained 410 EXP!
Ai is now Level 6!
Ai is now Level 7!
Ai is now Level 8!
Ai is now Level 9!
Soph has gained 410 EXP!
Flick has gained 410 EXP!
Yoshi pursed his lips. Guess that’s something at least.
25
TLC
Flick used Potion!
“Feeling better?” Yoshi asked, looking carefully at his water-type.
She downed the entire bottle, taking a moment to let its effects flood her body.
NAME: Felicity (Flick)
LEVEL: 25
HP: 87/87
“Yeah,” she said hesitantly. “Yeah, I’m good.”
“Hah, look at those idiots,” Soph chirped, “not able to walk straight and shit.” Most of the trainers from the training deck were now back in the dining hall. They and the waiters were stumbling around, trying valiantly to maintain their footing while the ship swayed to and fro.
“Not everyone is as co-ordinated as you,” Starry responded. The interstellar-type was doing a good job at maintaining her balance.
“Depress… what sort of move was that before?” Yoshi asked.
“I’ve heard about it,” Arlif responded. “Lady Scardino said that Depress is ghost-types’ standard move, sort of like Shoulder Charge for non-spectral girlfriends.”
“I’ve never felt anything like it before,” Flick said shakily. “I was feeling great then all of a sudden… it was like a crushing weight was on my shoulders.”
“I mean, there literally was a ghost on your shoulders,” Ai said, checking herself out on Yoshi’s cellphone camera in selfie mode.
“It felt like pure darkness was crawling into me.”
“But you’re feeling better now, right?” Yoshi asked.
The water-type straightened up. “I wouldn’t mind going back up onto the deck and feeling that lovely spray on my face again.”
He shook his head. “Don’t think they’re letting anyone else up there anytime soon. Looks like we’re heading right through a storm.”
“That sounds amazing,” the water-type sighed.
“I think Flick could really do with a lie down.” Starry glanced at the water-type before looking at her trainer. “Why don’t we check out our room first?”
“That isn’t a bad idea, actually.” Yoshi stretched. Now that she mentioned it, he had been on his feet since the morning. Dinner wasn’t for another couple hours, might as well take it easy.
“Alright, let’s head downstairs.”
“Good afternoon, sir,” a Chippie greeted Yoshi at the concierge desk. The field mouse was dressed in an immaculate white shirt, black tie and red blazer “Name please.”
“Yoshi Soysauce.”
The mousy girlfriend searched his name and frowned. “It’s not coming up.”
“Oh wait, try Chester Arlington.”
The Chippie raised an eyebrow. “May I see some ID?”
“No, I’m not Chester Arlington. He gave his tickets to me. The captain knows, hold on…”
Yoshi pulled out his phone and dialled Maplefingers’ number. A few moments later, he handed the phone to the mouse. She spoke to the Captain’s rep on the phone and handed the phone back to him.
“I’ve just received confirmation that you have indeed taken Mr. Arlington’s place. Apologies, Mr. Soysauce.”
“That’s fine. What room do we have on the Cruisy McCruiseface?”
She did a search, lines on the screen reflected in her dark eyes. “You have the Magnum Elite suite.”
“Magnum Elite?” Yoshi echoed. “Sounds 133t.”
“Pardon?”
“Nothing.”
“I shall call a member of client services to take you there. Won’t be a moment.”
“If you need anything at all, don’t hesitate to contact us through the internal line.”
The dapper girlfriend closed the double oak doors with a gentle click.
“Whoooooa,” Soph said, strolling along the plush burgundy carpet. “So being the Mayor does have its perks.”
The room was spacious, to say the least. The bed against the wall made normal king-size beds look like doubles.
“Wow, check it out!” Flick’s voice echoed. The other girlfriends scurried through an open door.
“What’s in here?” Yoshi said, poking his head in. He breathed in the moist air. “Is that a…?”
“Hahaha yessss!” The water-type had kicked her shoes off and stepped into the knee-deep pool of water. “It’s a sauna pool and it’s juuuust right.”
“How the hell did they fit a sauna on a cruise ship?” Yoshi asked, shaking his head. But no one was listening. Arlif was pressing buttons on the side of the sauna, giggling as jets bubbled up. Crystal had joined Flick, gingerly putting her foot in in the hot water.
He smiled to himself and left the humid room. Back outside, Starry was standing by a long, thin window that curved along the length of the wall. The ship would rise and fall, plunging the window underwater momentarily. Several times, Yoshi could have sworn that he saw eyes looking through the thick glass before disappearing in a flurry of bubbles.
“This is the biggest mirror I’ve ever seen,” Ai squeaked in delight. Directly opposite the ginormous bed was a mirror that was the height and width
of the wall. It made the already big room seem even bigger. Through the window, Yoshi felt the ship lurch slightly again as it prepared to resume its battle with the storm. A gentle hissing sound could be heard in the walls and the floor remained stable. Was the entire room suspended on pneumatic pumps? This really was luxury.
“Maaaster…” a voice floated from the sauna room.
“Coming.” Yoshi crossed the floor, past the bed and back into the stifling, wet, heated room. “Whoa.”
“What?” Flick said, clasping her left elbow with her right hand. “Not like it’s the first time you’ve seen me naked.”
She was right, it was the second time. Didn’t make it any less stunning though. As he stared at her, Arlif and Crystal were also stripping down, folding their clothes neatly and putting them on a wooden bench at the wall.
“Soph, you going to join us?” Flick asked, stepping into the hot water again.
The bird-kin had been uncharacteristically quiet. “Nope, count me out. Don’t like being boiled alive.”
“It’s not that hot,” Arlif said, sinking deeper into the water.
“I like it too,” Crystal said quietly, her nipples just visible above the water line.
“Bossman, call me back,” she said, turning to Yoshi.
“You sure?” Yoshi said. “If you’re shy, we can all just look–”
“I’m not shy, you dick, just…” she struggled for words. “Withdraw me, will ya?”
“Fine. Your loss.” He pointed her ring at her and she zipped back in.
“What’s happening? Oooh, a sauna.” In a flash, Starry was down to her panties and bra and soon they were off too. She tiptoed over the tiles and joined the other three.
“Yoshi,” Flick said slowly. “Can you do two things for us?” He stared dumbly at his water-type and nodded. “First, withdraw Ai.”
“Yep.” He crept out to the door, where his gym bunny daughter was still checking herself out in the mirror.
“Hey, Daddy, what do you think of–?” The blue beam struck her and she was promptly withdrawn into her ring.
He came back into the sauna room.
“Is she back in her ring?” Starry asked. Her midnight blue hair was clinging to her pale shoulders.
“Uh-huh.”
Starry smiled, her eyes sparkling. “Second thing you can do is join us.”
Yoshi sat at the edge of the sauna, feet dangling in the steamy, hot water. “I thought you weren’t feeling that great.” He murmured.
“Mmmm?” Flick placed her hands on her trainer’s knees, using them to force his erection deeper into her throat. She glowed an amorous shade of orange and pink, the sauna bubbles tickling the wonderful globes on her chest.
He threw his head back, propping himself up on his elbows. “Urgghhhhh…” Never mind.
He felt something soft and silky against his lips. Instinctively, he opened his mouth, taking the nipple in.
There was a sharp intake of breath. “Yoshi.”
He opened his eyes. Crystal gazed at him, eyes smouldering. He unattached from his rock-type’s breast. “Come around so I don’t have to bend over backwards.” He growled.
The rock-type acquiesced, kneeling on Yoshi’s right and once again putting her chest into his face.
Yoshi glanced through the hot mist to the other side of the sauna, where Arlif and Starry were making out. Turned out that most of the girlfriends in the Glasshouse were so loyal to Lady Scardino that they turned bi, just to satisfy her urges. It also turned out that his star maiden had always been bi-curious.
“Ah, ah, aaaaah!” Whatever Arlif was doing with her hand under the water, it made Starry moan louder and louder. She closed her eyes while her mouth open in silent ecstasy. After several moments, her body relaxed and she sunk under the water.
“Make sure she doesn’t drown, Arlif,” Yoshi joked. He clenched his jaw, looking down at the bobbing bubblegum-pink head between his legs. Fuck, she was good at giving head.
“Crystal, stand up,” Yoshi commanded. The rock-type got to her feet.
“What do you want to–?” she gasped, feeling Yoshi’s hand pull her in the small of her back towards him. She was just the right height, allowing him to push his lips into pussy, spreading them with her tongue.
“No… no!” Crystal said.
Yoshi stopped, pulling away. “No?”
The rock-type bit her lip. “I mean… yes.” He grinned at her. There was no bigger compliment than being able to break the cool, calm demeanor of his usually unflappable girlfriend. He buried his mouth into her labia again, concentrating on her saltiness. Must… last longer… must… ignore… Flick’s… blowjob!
The sauna room echoed with the moans, sighs and squeals of four girlfriends and their trainer enjoying each other’s bodies. This was nothing like being milked in the Pink Light District, Yoshi thought to himself. When you’re having sex with your own girlfriends that you care about, it feels so much better.
The rock-type abruptly shuddered, falling to her haunches. “Crystal, you OK?”
She clenched her eyes shut. After several seconds she opened them, gazing unfocused at a point on the ground. “Yes.” She looked up at him. “Thank you, master.”
“Oh Frank, don’t call me that…” Without her slit to focus on, he was once again at the mercy of Flick’s mouth. “Flick, stop, I’m gonna…”
She pulled away from his penis, stroking the shaft from top to bottom. Next second, Crystal was back in the water, beside the water-type, gazing up expectantly at Yoshi.
“Hrrrrrrnnnnggh!”
Yoshi pumped his seed, letting it shoot everywhere. Flick directed her trainer’s first load onto her face. It got her right in the eye, dribbling down her cheek and onto her gorgeous tits. The next load, she pointed it at the rock-type. The spunk sailed through the air and landed right in her waiting mouth. The rest of it dribbled out of the tip, which Flick used to lubricate him, rubbing his shaft to milk the rest of it out. Her hands slowly left his shaft and she sucked on her fingers.
Yoshi fell back onto the tiles and stared up at the ceiling, floating on clouds.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
“What?” Yoshi said, not quite knowing who was talking.
Flick’s head popped up in Yoshi’s periphery. “You’re still hard, awesome!” She straddled him, lining him up with her vagina before descending.
“Aaaaah yesssss,” she said as she started to grind. “It’s been waaaay too long.”
The heads of the other three girlfriends appeared in the haze of lust.
“Not fair,” Starry pouted. “I want to ride him too.”
“You guys… did it… in Sapphire,” Flick panted.
“That’s OK,” Yoshi said, his head lolling towards the interstellar-type. “Plenty of penis to go around.”
Starry smiled, got down on her knees and kissed Yoshi. “We’re going to order some room service, you guys want anything?” Flick and Yoshi shook their heads, hips continuing to grind against each other.
“Get off,” Yoshi commanded.
“Why? I’m just getting into it.”
“You’ve done all the work, it’s my turn.”
Flick stopped and slid off. “Yes, sir.”
She lay on her back and spread her legs; her pink was slick and inviting. Yoshi slid in and continued where he left off.
“Is Soph… OK?” Yoshi asked.
“Yes, yes, yes…”
“She is OK?”
“No, your cock, it’s just… aaah!” A force expelled Yoshi out, clear liquid squirting from Flick’s vagina all over Yoshi’s stomach.
Yoshi grinned, letting his girlfriend’s orgasm finish before he re-entered. “Yeah, Soph.”
“What about her?”
“She doesn’t want to… you know…”
“Fuck?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t get that girl,” Flick said, squirming and sighing. “Can’t help but feel like the tough exterior is just t
o hide something inside.”
He stopped mid-pump. “Starry told me that I should take it easy on her, what do you think?”
“First, you can come out now. My pussy’s already becoming dry.” Yoshi withdrew and sat next to his girlfriend. “Second, Starry’s right, but let me add something to that. Don’t change how you treat her too much, otherwise she’ll know. If she thinks that we think that she’s fragile, that won’t go down well.”
“Yeah, alright.”
“If she ever wants to have sex, she’ll let you know. No point forcing it.”
“Don’t intend to. I’m fine not doing it at all with–”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Yoshi sprang up, slipped and smashed his face into the tiles. “Arlif!” Yoshi shouted, blood dribbling from his nose. “Arlif!”
“Yoshiiiiiiiiiiiiii!”
Flick was already out the door, lashing a towel around her curvy body. “What’s happ – whoa.”
Yoshi got up, a trail of blood dripping all the way to the door. He hastily put a bathrobe on and joined his girlfriends at the door.
“What happ – holy Frank!”
A Chippie had pushed a tray of food to their door. That would have been fine if it wasn’t for the fact that she was bleeding out onto the floor, a hole straight through her chest.
26
The Plot Freezes
“Pass me that Full Restore.” Pamper Nurse Pete peeled back the bloody blouse from the Chippie’s chest. Her breathing was shallow and quick. His assistant handed him the bulb-shaped bottle. “Thanks.”
A dozen staff, mostly fellow Chippies, blocked off both sides of the walkway from gawkers, visibly upset. “Is she going to be OK?” Yoshi asked. Pete didn’t respond, directing the restorative spray into the exposed flesh. He pumped twice, once to cover the majority of the dying flesh and again to make sure that it was adequately covered.
On one knee, he supported the stricken girlfriend, a hand on her arm. The hole, which was two inches across, took under half a minute to close up. She took a shuddering breath, back arching and eyes fluttering open. “Ssssh, ssssh, ssssh,” Pete whispered, resting a hand above her wound and keeping her down. “You were attacked. You’re fine now.”
