A small yawn filled the empty garden, a lopunny the source of it. Ginger stretched out, enjoying her break from customer service, not that she found the task all that difficult, but a break was nice. She especially liked lazing about in the garden, letting the sun warm up her fur. Her arms lay outstretched from her body, her ears much the same. The rabbit pokemon was smiling big, feeling the grass against her back, and slightly tickling her as she breathed.

Her ears twitched lightly as she heard footsteps slowly approaching her. The sound was very distinct to one person in the whole place, and it made her smile, lifting her head up. She felt the individual get on the ground, putting his lap beneath her, allowing her to rest her head. She opened her eyes, smiling up at Julias. "Lop."

He pet her head, than started scratching her tummy. The lopunny let out a delighted purr, smiling big as her eyes shut again. "Nice to see you too Ginger." He chuckled, enjoying her joy. The lopunny murrled at his touch, she loved getting a belly scratch, especially when it had just been warmed up. And she really really loved it when Master was the one who did the scratching. Julias chuckled, keeping up his scratching watching her greatly enjoy his attention.

And Ginger was happy to know she was making him happy. It was who she was; she loved making others happy, which was one reason why she offered services to customers. Plus, that particular means of spreading joy always felt good. Besides, sex was something she was good at, after all, her life had had copious amounts of it.

*****

Ginger's home, prior to joining with Julias, was with a large pack of canines. She had learned, later in her life, that her mother had had a night of passion with another lopunny, but the male had ran off at the first sign of potential danger, leaving her mother to her fate. In the end, it was quite a good thing.

The pack that had taken in Ginger's mom, Honey, wasn't malicious. The leader, name of Pown, was a strong, and thankfully kind, mightyena who had taken an instant liking to Honey. Honey wanted to join the pack, since it was large; it was safe and would provide food easily. The only issue encountered was that the pack's long established laws stated that a non-canine could never be a part of the pack. But...there was an alternative that would still allow Honey to be around them.

That was how Ginger's mother became a slate for the needs of the non-mated males of the pack. Honey would have to allow any male who wasn't mated to another in the pack to take her. The lopunny didn't mind, and the pack was a far cry from abusive of their power over her. They never really forced her, they'd let her pick when she'd service them, if not out of courtesy and gentlemanly behavior, then because it wasn't a secret that Honey was practically Pown's mate. The mightyena always took the entire night with her, right off the first night she had "joined" the pack.

Because of that, Ginger wasn't exactly sure who her father was. Her mother was also in the dark, but everyone liked to think that Pown was the sire of the little buneary. Ginger was really happy at the notion, since it meant that Pown's son, from a night of passion with a female in heat, was her older brother. Frag, Pown's son, was happy to call Ginger his little sister, though he also enjoyed teasing her on occasion.

*****

Ginger didn't realize it at the time, but she had led a life contrary to a lot of the smut people wrote that involved similar situations. She had asked Julias on a few occasions to read her some of that same smut, and she always laughed at it. Packs of canines were usually depicted as being jerks, stealing females and forcing themselves on them. Some even would force themselves on the children of the poor females.

It was so comical because the poor, obviously sex deprived, guys who wrote that garbage were way off. Canine packs respected females, some packs even worshipped them, such as lucario packs. After all, it was the females who had the important task of providing more pups for the next generation, so that the pack could live on. The only time canines abused females was when the canine in question was a loner, or a part of a less admirable group. If the writers wanted accuracy, they should go with fighting types as the monsters in their stories. Since most had no females in their species, they had no respect for them.

The mach- group of pokemon were especially notorious, since they not only lacked females, they were also ugly as sin, if not more so. But Ginger suspected that the losers who wrote the smut didn't really want accuracy, they just wanted their ignorant little fantasies. She giggled, getting a look from Julias, but she said nothing. Julias had told her that the writers of those stories weren't losers, or sex deprived, they were just writing what they liked. Ginger didn't buy it, anyone who wrote smut had to be in desperate want of sex.

*****

Ginger's life with the pack was no different from that of any other females. She was teased by the boys, though she got new taunts thanks to being different. She was called pretty by the girls who didn't think they were as pretty. And she got lectures whenever she did something stupid and/or dangerous by one of the adults. She also had the benefit of a big brother who looked out for her, not just because he cared about his little sister, but also because his father made protecting her like a big job for Frag.

Ginger had learned of her mother's job in the pack as she grew up and became aware of what sex was. She had caught her mother servicing some of the males on a few occasions; though Honey insisted it wasn't serving...it was teaching the young ones how to treat a female properly. And that could have been a valid point, as the only males who partook of the female were single ones, and it was the younger males who lacked mates.

Ginger was enticed by what her mother did, especially as she neared mating age. Honey and Pown noticed the growing sexual charge as well, and began to debate on what to do. Honey eventually proposed the radical idea...why not let Frag mate Ginger, since he too was near mating age. Pown hadn't been eager to the idea at first, since the two were brother and sister, but that relation was what made sure that Ginger would be well taken care of, especially since she would have still been a buneary. Adding that there was a chance they weren't related in the least, and Pown gave way to Honey's wishes.

Frag had already evolved by the time the suggestion was brought to him, standing as a tall and proud mightyena. Like his father, he had been reluctant to actually go through with the act; she was his sister as far as he was concerned. But the same argument was used, and once again it won the battle, Frag conceded that he was the best option. If he wouldn't do it, Ginger would take the initiative herself and get another male...who might get lost in the throes of passion and inadvertently hurt her. It would be a good learning experience for the two besides, and really...there wasn't any real proof that they really were brother and sister.

Ginger was the last to hear of the proposed idea, and she handled it like any buneary. She covered her face in embarrassment, timidly giving her consent to the idea. She had always found her brother attractive, and he was so nice to her she wanted to do something in return. And with her consent, their parents left them to their own devices, also known as leaving the two in the dark about what they should do. The two had been left, blushing and avoiding eye contact with one another, trying to figure out how they should have proceeded.

Eventually though, Ginger took the initiative and went up to her brother, still crimson beneath her fur. The mightyena could only watch, stiff as a board as she got under his body, to the treasures between his hind legs. He stiffened even more, which many would think impossible, when he felt a timid lick so his sheath. Ginger had watched some of her mother's actions, and she knew that this was one way to make a male happy; at least she believed it was. The shivering and happy growl from Frag told her that she was indeed right, and he was enjoying this. Further proof that he was enjoying her attention to his privates was rising out of his sheath. Ginger, having never seen a cock up close before, took time to examine his emerging malehood.

She took time to memorize every single detail his shaft possessed, knowing that eventually she'd become quite acquainted with it. As she examined her brother's pride, her paws kept massaging his jewels, which had the male moaning out. He told her how good it felt, and she was snapped out of her trance, smiling up at him. She then proceeded to copy her mother's actions on one male...and took him into her mouth. The male let out the most primal growl he had in him, a giant smile plastering itself upon his muzzle. The buneary smiled, taking the sounds he made as a sign she was doing good. She let her tongue drag around his tip, her paws gripping the pole that wasn't in her mouth and gently rubbing it.

Frag panted heavily, his inexperience to the world of sex showing as he was already nearing his limit. He barely panted out that he felt something about to erupt from inside him, and Ginger kept going, having a vague idea of what was coming. With a howl, the male's first climax rocked his body, his seed filling the female's mouth to the point it dribbled out the corners of her mouth. Ginger did manage to swallow what she did have though, enjoying the strange taste that coated her tongue in thick strands. She smiled happily, hearing her brother make all sorts of happy sounds above her.

But she didn't have long to enjoy knowing her brother was pleased, as he quickly put her on her back. Frag wasn't going to owe her one; he was the big brother after all so she should owe him. He figured that the action on her would be similar to what he got, so with her on her back, he put his snout between her legs, looking her over. He noticed dampness, and a small opening between her limbs, and he came to the conclusion that that was his prey. He grinned up at his sister playfully, getting her to giggle...but the giggle soon became a moan as his tongue went up her private place.

Ginger felt a surge of bliss shoot through her tiny body, causing her to shiver. Her brother slurped her again, making her moan out and shivering once more as his muscle traveled up her most precious treasure. The mightyena smiled, eagerly slurping at her flower, his tongue gently pushing into her as it went up, collecting her nectar. The male found the taste very pleasing, and he greedily slurped at her, slating the thirst that was growing, and Ginger happily approved of his efforts. The buneary was shaking, ached in bliss as she felt the waves of pleasure crash over her body, building up into something big. She could only pant and moan out his name, a big smile taking over her face, eyes shut from the crushing force of joy that was taking her body.

Than the tidal wave of bliss smashed her, a scream escaping her lips as her body was racked by her orgasm. She nearly fainted from the sensation that ran through her, her brother still slurping up her honey. But his head snapped back when he saw her glow brightly. The mightyena blinked as he saw his sister's form change, becoming that of a lopunny. When the evolution ended, Ginger was still on her back, panting hard, smiling at him seductively. The two siblings shared a kiss, before she rolled only all fours, yet another thing she learned from her mother. Instinct took over from there, and the two siblings shared their first passions together.

From that day, Ginger helped her mother teach the young single males. Pown had been very glad of Ginger's willingness to help, since it freed Honey up to spend more time with him. And Ginger always made time to help her brother, who was happy to please her. Even when he had taken a mate, his female was happy to let Ginger indulge his desires...Frag was often blessed by both females sating his lust at once. Ginger's abilities to please females arouse from Frag's mate, who eagerly pleased the siblings.

But after so much time, Ginger began to lust for something different. Frag was the first to notice, and he asked what was wrong out of his natural brotherly concern. She told him of her want to see the rest of the world, to see new things, meet new people...to find a life away from the pack. Frag had convinced her to tell their parents her desires, and though they had wished she'd stay they wouldn't stop her. Ginger couldn't explain why she wanted to go, it wasn't like she wasn't happy there, but she felt like she belonged elsewhere. So with a teary eyed good bye, Ginger left her home in search of what her life was missing.

The funny thing was the lopunny never imagined that what her life needed, was her master. After several months of walking around, she eventually came across Julias. She smiled at him, finding him cute, but she was quite surprised to find out he had worked out a way to communicate with pokemon. The two talked at great length, and the lopunny learned of Julias' plans for a brothel of pokemon. Ginger was enticed by the idea, but more than anything, she felt a strong urge to follow Julias. The lopunny offered to hang around with him, if only for a while, possibly helping his brothel in its early days. She had a feeling she would have been staying with him for a long time though, something deep down in her soul told her that he was what she was meant to find.

Because of her life before meeting Julias, the others joked that she was a slut bunny, and she took great offence to the statement. While she enjoyed sex, she wouldn't deny that, she enjoyed it for a much different reason then they thought. Her life had taught her one important thing...sex was a way to show you care and love others. A pack exists to care and love for one another, so it was only natural she help the young males, so they'd be better able to please their future mates. Sex wasn't just a thrill; it was a way of showing you care and love. Ginger soon took great joy in her work because of one reason...it showed Julias she cared about him and wanted him to do well. Every happy customer meant more money for him and the other girls.

Ginger was happy to serve, because it meant those she loved would benefit most. And she loved few more than Master...he was a handsome, kind, and above all...he didn't call her a slut bunny.

*****

Ginger sighed, hearing her name called. Her break was over, so she had to get up. With grumble she sat up, and then quickly spun around to hug Julias. Her master smiled, hugging her back, "I love you too."

Ginger smiled, kissing his nose. "Lop lop." She giggled getting up and heading back to work. She had to ask him if they could go on a trip to her old home...she wanted to show Master off to her parents, and let them know she was being taken care of.

The lopunny came to a stop in front of a young human male with a female. Both were slightly red, obviously a couple wanting to experiment with a few things. Ginger smiled, grabbing both their hands and leading them to the room. "Lopunny!" she said, pushing them inside, following with a seductive grin.Chapter End Notes:I was slightly reluctant to do a new chapter, since it looked like interest in this series waned last chapter. Comment if you want this continue. Give constructive criticism, tell me what you think of her past, just give mindless flattery if you can't think of anything else to say. (Though the first two are preferred.