(This is it, I'm about to be raped by a sex-crazed Alakazam, what else is missing in this ironic scene) I had to think out loud when I was completely aware to my rapist that happens to be psychic. [Excuse me, but I'm not the only girl that wanted to get to you, like Lock entering earlier, had thoughts of tying you to a chair and riding you all night long.] She told me through her telepathic voice ringing in my mind and rendering her to stop grasping my shorts. "You do know that you don't even know my name to begin with and you happen to be abusing your power which is against the normal agreement between every other type out there" My voice was a little choked since my neck was forced to say stiff as to render my head to look straight at her. "I was supposed to be giving an introduction to Vanity, not having sex in her office with the receptionist, this just made the letter the girls gave me useless" I signed in a horse like way since signing is better done facing down.

"You have a letter of introduction?" She wondered and checks my pockets to see if the letter in question exists. Touching my side close to my hips and hearing paper crumple on one side confirms that small mystery. The Alakazam took her fingers in and got the white letter envelope out of my confined spaced pocket. She examined the thing on the address and sender clearly not noticing who was the sender "Wow, so your names Blazer" She looked at me, smirking a little as she found my name "It suits you, A Blaziken with that name does make a good pair." She licked her lips some and sent the letter on Vanity's desk with her psychic. "Now that I know your name, you should know mine" She stood up from her kneeling position and started to unbutton the sides of her work suit skirt. "My names Lorna and I'll be your "Psy-Chick" for the day" She explained.

"Don't you mean, Raping "Psy-Chick"?" I rhetorically asked and soon her skirt was off and her yellow panties in full view. My feelings were somewhat mixed, pained, somehow excited, somehow afraid and plainly in confusion. (WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!) My face was practically wide eye and beak open as my manhood lost all stiffness at the sight. In the spot right before me was the D cup sized fem, who happens to be as tall as I am, have a bulging object right inside her panties "Please! OH PLEASE! Tell me you're not a HERM!" My grip on the armchair, my talons dug deep in the leather like material as the whole ordeal was trying it's best to torment me and getting me to turn bisexual. "Are you mad, Hermaphrodites do not occur very often with Alakazams" she started to sound like it was something else hidden in the yellow silk panties.

She was unbuttoning her white under polo, as she finished that task, jiggling her breast right in front of me like a strip show; she relaxed herself in revealing her also yellow colored bra. My cock was gaining some of its stiffness back from that show but the curiosity as to what is in her panties was haunting the back of my mind. She opened more of her suit where her coat and under polo was hanging on her arms and showing off her chest right at me. "It's just going to be you and me, in this office and no one can get to you but me" She said evilly, as she did she used her psychic to force me to remove my towel, placing it on the other armchair beside the one I'm sitting on and removing my gym shorts off of me.

She closed the gap between us, sitting right on my knees, showing off of her bulging panties like it was the main attraction for our love making. My thoughts were blank and I had nothing to say, I was burnt out of ideas and all loss of comebacks right at her was rendered to enter the useless page in my thoughts. Though her question struck me and led me remember something, "Do you know what's missing with me, an Alakazam right now?" I looked deep in my thoughts for any clues as to what she was saying, it is true that she was an Alakazam but, a certain thing was missing in her possession to give her that image, that or her mustache is greatly shorter to prevent gender mistakes. "I don't see what's missing but, I'm sure there is something missing to give you that you are an Alakazam" I concluded since I couldn't solve that mystery right now.

In response to the moment she took a grasp on her own panties "What I'm missing is in my panties, you hot male, to award you for notice it, it's actually in me and giving you a hot show to get this tough soldier back on its real purpose." She rubbed her lower side at my manhood, the sudden touch was enticing my body to give my Dick the blood it needs and started to stiffen once more. She removed her panties, slipping silently but lusciously. The sight I saw was not what I have expected to see but something much better than my pained mind had conjured, (THANK YOU GOD!) I had to think loudly for a revelation like this and in an instant my manhood was back, pointing upward and bumping the protruding object that was steel and cold. "Do you like the view?" Lorna said to me grasping the object that was poking out of her vagina and pulling it out like she was masturbating before me. As the object was going out, which I found was a little hot for me, It started to part her Vaginal lips, her scent spreading fast as I could smell her heat from a distance and soon *pop* goes the tool she used on herself. She showed it to me and without words, she started to lick it clean off her own juices that had accumulated on it. This object that was in her this entire time was the one thing that will confirm her to be an Alakazam was no other but the two spoons she has upon evolving into an Alakazam. Right in front of me, she licked her spoons, even biting it down and mouthing it like it was my cock. [OH! YES! Tasty! I could bet his tastes better] she telepathically sent to me, either she's too deep in her own pleasure or she did it on purpose, I will never know.

Cleaning her spoons off of all her juices, she placed them on the nearby table and proceeded to stare at me like I was the only thing left on her "To Fuck" list. She leaned forward; her breathing was taking more breaths out then in. The hotness of the moment took me also. My heart was back in a racing fit as the events are obviously unfolding predictably in front of me. As our faces were an inch away, I could feel her hot breath as I too started to give in to the inevitable. My body rocked a bit as our eyes met. I could see myself in her eyes, focusing on it and found it very nice to look at her. My mind was beginning to feel light but regardless of that, I stare at her lovely eyes. My body became weak somehow but my senses beg to differ as my manhood was still stiff and ready. My eyes felt heavy just by looking at her and hearing her sensual voice made me feel happy. {HOLD ME} A lovely voice told me, I followed without question. My arm moved away from the arm rest of the chair, my talons took hold of her hips; her fur was smooth and soft to my touch. {FUCK ME} Said the same lovely voice again and I followed without a single defiance in my mind. Fucking her would be the best thing for her. I saw Lorna move and positioned my dick for our love making. Strange, the thought seems so right and true and following them was so much better. My sight was hazy but I could clearly see her from here. {DO IT} The voice compels me. Without a second thought, I thrust up, my manhood disappearing inside the confines of Lorna's pussy. Her screams of joy was a great sign that I was doing something right. I started slowly, how pleasurable her walls are hugging my member. I gave her slow and sometimes teased her inside. My talons firmly on her hips prevented her from escape. My mind all too occupied Telling me (Follow...Follow...Follow...) how can I not follow my mind. {FASTER! HARDER! DEEPER!} The voice told me and follow I did. Lorna's form soon laid herself on me, her hands grip tightly on either of my shoulders. She was moaning right beside my head, panting and moaning, begging me to do what the same voice had given me. As for me, I couldn't moan nor gasp. The effect of passion was slipping past by me and I experience nothing but the pings of ecstasy my manhood was receiving. She rested her head on my shoulder and enjoyed the moment as her moans told the small tales.

I was baffled as to why I can't be having that feeling of fatigue nor the pleasure given to me. The voice stopped giving me commands and the only thing my body was doing was fuck her until she reaches the peak of her fun. Reviewing back on my anatomy lesson regarding most psychic types, they have more mental strength than physical strength. Though some may seem able to avoid some moves, they are still more prone to have higher special attack and/or defense. This then states that they have a short span of strength to accommodate for sexual needs and only last, majority of the time, on the first orgasm, for psychic types to orgasm more than once is an overall achievement for them to prove physical strength. Getting one psychic pregnant is also tricky since their body responds with how they view their partner. Their emotions towards a particular partner, regardless of impossible breeding pair-ups, will determine if the said female will become pregnant. Shortening this summary, psychics last very shortly, they can get any female or female of their kind pregnant only by their emotions towards their partner, the best example was the Pokémon Ralts and their evolution tree since their first specialty was to feel the emotions of other Pokémon and even their kind.

As I finished checking my memory and thoughts so did Lorna and her sexy time with me. Her walls, gripped my cock like a lifeline, she screamed a little on my shoulder as her orgasm racked her. She rocked my body as her orgasm took place and I never felt anything else but movement in the genital department. This proved very powerful as mental images after mental images flooded inside my mind, obviously from her mind. A whole lot of cum gushing out of her hole as we orgasm together, her face all weak and satisfied, there was one that showed she had a growing belly, another was how messy she could have been if we were doing it on her bed, and lastly, an image of her and me getting married in the altar. There were many more naughty mental images flooding in and my one and only response to all of this was to blow my load.

As I did, it never came to my realization; all I know is that I did shoot inside her and all the other things were absent for me, I was at a slight panic as to why this is happening. The fatigue seem to never have come at me, my balls not aching from the action of love making, trickles of sweat don't seem solid for my feel, my body weighing down from exhaustion and my breathing never changed a thing. It was as if I was completely and utterly used for her... That was then that I realized something (Don't Psychic types learn hypnosis) as soon as I have thought my thoughts every single thing that I had said earlier came crashing down on to me like a lead vault of pain.

"Oh damn, I lost concentration" I heard Lorna from my feat of fatigue and sexual copulation. My body gave way, limbs suddenly weak, my balls ache from ejaculating in her, head thrown back on the chair, my breathing was desperate, and the pain of my chest from lack of oxygen, my body was sweating profoundly all over me, and my heart still pumping strong, keeping my cock hard still deep inside the cum filled confines of her love box. "Why did you use hypnosis on me?" As I compose myself with my eyes closed. "I know you could have lasted longer than I did so I thought, why not make him cum as fast as I did? And here we are." Lorna was just more exhausted then I was since she was a psychic type. (I need to take a break.) I thought to myself and once again forgotten who I was with. [Are you sure? You seem ready to take me again hot stuff]. Giving me a playful hump awarding me the sounds of her moan much clearer than when I was hypnotized. Our combined love juices trickling out of her and on my own stiff hard cock embedded in her signaling the evident truth in her own way.

I could tell that she could never ride me again as she was gasping for air and laying on me like the exhausted Pokémon she is. Our juices were starting to cool when my body relaxed to its somewhat normal state. I open my eyes to finally notice the office I was in, mainly the ceiling first in its wood like brown color. My eyes trailed downward towards the door we entered through several minutes ago just for me to see something or someone right about now. I swore my eyes would want to hop out off their sockets as the chills of fear echo within my very soul and body. That chill that could grasp your heart until you surrender to your fright and faint to the ground. In my case, I was already down and afraid, too immobilized and plainly just afraid from the form standing in front of the closed door as if she just came in through the door.

"Hello miss...?" I plainly and sheepishly ask and informing Lorna to her presence. My eyes were transfixed on the Charizard fem standing in what every single lawyer or businessman, or woman in this case, a very stern looking suit ready to throw every single shot at you when you cross them. The response I get from the said fem, her wings somehow sticking out of her suit somewhere I couldn't see, was a little surprised eye and an eyebrow rise on the same eye that was looking at me from where she stood. "What miss? I'm Lorna remember" Lorna clearly not getting my hint of the said other Pokémon.

Before I could ever point out about the matter, the Charizard fem beat me to it and shouted a very booming yet soft voice that I could not believe she would have. "LORNA!" She shouted at the two of us. At the call of her name, Lorna quickly but clumsily stood up off of me, fixing her suit the hung on her shoulders as she kept repeating "I'm sorry Vanity, I'm sorry Vanity" And that was when I found out that this fem was the Vanity I was supposed to be introduced to. "What are you doing in my office, a male half naked, a chair ruined with whatever it is that stained it and the smell of sex all in My OFFICE!?" Vanity clearly enforcing her authority over poor Lorna as she still scrambled to fix the skirt of her work suit. "I'm sorry Vanity but I was just getting this man to... um... you know... to your office...and....then...he jumped me... yeah that's right... he pinned me on the chair and....and started to remove my clothing ... oh and the hot body this guy has..." she started trailing off of her explanation of me raping her which was clearly not a good excuse as evident to Vanity's annoyed expression pasted on her face. "Lorna..." Vanity started getting Lorna's attention "... If he did rape you, why did he not attempt to escape the moment he saw me or try to get me to join you?" Vanity was looking more predatorily scaring right at Lorna as if she was going to punish her.

In this small confusion I pulled my shorts up and stood right next to Lorna's scared frame. "Actually, it was both our faults." I admitted to the situation as it was the both of us that were in trouble not only her. "And who might you be?" Vanity asked still keeping her predator look right at me. "I am Mr. Blazer Incinasius and I also am the person who made this mess in your office, so don't blame Lorna for everything" I sounded mature, brave and strong as some shining light of truth do tend to point to courage. My efforts were somewhat questioned by the intimidating fem as she closed the gap between me and her looking down at me as she stood a good head higher than me. "Well Mr. Blazer, might I ask, did Lorna use hypnosis on you?" I didn't need words for this as my resolve was somewhat true by this time and nodded to her. "Did she guide you through the front and then into this office with her psychic influence?" I nod once more knowing full well the truth is better set than lies to a powerful female such as her "Did you fail to prevent this whole mess due to the certain fact of your type misplacement?" and I nod knowing it was too obvious that she had won this small debate with me put as innocent and completely pointed as the "Victim". "Then, it was not your fault but Lorna's, so..." turning her head at Lorna ",,,you will escort Mr. Blazer out of here and back to where he lives and walk all the way back" She just clearly told Lorna to be out of here and suffer from this whole ordeal. She walked past the both of us headed for her desk for her position to seem clear to the both of us.

As she did pass us Lorna began, "But Vanity, this guy is-", her attempt to fight back was rudely interrupted as Vanity spoke. "What? Good looking? Good with his talons? A great fuck?" she was clearly crushing Lorna with her words and all Lorna could come up with was "...no...". "So you didn't enjoy that ride you had with him? Did he crush your hopes? Or did he just rape you like what you said?" Vanity was clearly evil whenever she wanted and it was too much for me to take looking at a helpless girl be bossed around unfairly by such savagery. Without me thinking I stood between the Psychic and Fire type females and face Vanity with rage that I could never have experienced before. My anger towards a female, this was a first for me but it was of necessary my ideas to be sent. "Look her ma'am. It is both of our faults but you can't just go and talk to her like she is weaker than you. You should respect your subordinates since they work for you. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you should be the one having to cool down since your temper is radiating much more thickly than our act of ecstasy a while ago." My own voice was getting louder, reflecting my anger. The rights of any Pokémon do not stand on who is in-charge but to every other person we all are. My blood was moving and boiling such to my own concern towards this matter. If I didn't know it I'd say I have flames burning out of my eyes with rage. Chivalry is never dead on my book and clearly, Lorna needs my help.

We were staring, eye-to-eye; Vanity looks down at me with threat written all over her snout. I could sense my loss in any fight with her but my resolve stayed true for me to do what seems right. We stood there looking at one another and stiff seeing if either one of us will do a first strike. In that one instant, Vanity did something I never did expect from our first impressions, she grinned at me and smiled at me. This quickly got me to wonder, my anger somehow disappeared like it never had surge through me, why is she grinning at me? "Well now..." She started, "... I haven't seen a man standup for anyone and against me no less..." her grin grew, showing me her fangs and sharp teeth, a small thought of dread gripped the side of me at that site. "You earned my respect Mr. Blazer, not just for standing up against me but also for my dear friend Lorna here" she smiled at me and proceeded to get herself seated on her desk. The only thing that fazed me in this whole conversation was the whole thing, "What? Is all of your banter, Staged?!" I could see my face plastered with confusion right about now. My feelings went from proud to dumbfound. Looking behind me I saw Lorna smiling all too big that her mustaches could reach her eyes if she made it any bigger.

"Yes, Mr. Blazer, everything was staged, although, I don't recall having to allow sex to be a part of the whole thing." Vanity stared at Lorna with the look that said "Why did you do that?!" Lorna simply just sat down on the other armchair across from the one we made out on and giving us the innocent smile "Really? Did I really do that?" As I looked at her I swear I could feel my eyelids twitching from her deceitful demeanor. "Now Mr. Blazer, please sit down on one of the other "CLEAN" seat that you two did not mess on" Vanity called and motioned for the seat where my towel was placed earlier from our "Ecstasy" episode. I took that seat getting my towel and placing it on one side of the chair, away from our mess.

"Now Mr. Blazer," Vanity started as she checked the letter she just noticed right now, "I believe you wanted something from this dorm. Judging from what you are wearing and the towel, I'd say the gym." She looked closely at the envelope from its sender, purpose and proper effected Pokémon. I looked at her expression as she checks; she gave a surprised eye from the address and the curious eye at the envelope, clearly getting her attention more. "Mr. Blazer, do you know where you are staying or have you gotten this address incorrect?" She asks puzzled as to how this address came to be. I wasn't surprise since Gar and Flin did mention that Vanity was a friend of theirs.

"I live with Gar and Flin, the house most of you refer to as the "GF" house" I answered truthfully and ready for any reaction they may have in store for me, I really have gotten used to it. What I was expecting was a gasp or a stunned look but both were given by Lorna, who had actually had a hand on her mouth. Another obvious reaction when you realize you just fucked a celebrity's squeeze or something of that effect. Lorna's gasping got our attention. "Did you not read the whole thing Lorna?" said Vanity who also was not surprised with her reaction. "You have got to be kidding me!" Lorna's expression was priceless, her mouth was a gap, and her head leaning forward giving herself a hunchback and eyes wide eyed towards me. "First time this happen if I remember correctly" I checked her like examining a new portrait of "I can't believe this!"

On the other hand, Vanity did not show much reaction when I looked back supposed she was used to the way Gar and Flin communicate with boasting. Vanity just opened the envelope with just her claws and removing the letter from the white confines it was placed in. I looked on at her not noticing the orange glow of the setting sun onto her own office as she started reading when a mental message kept bugging my head, clearly not noticing if I heard it. [OMG! I just fucked the GF house's guy! What will I do? If they found out that I hurt and tire him they will clearly get to me. Still... He was a good fuck... NO! Get yourself together Lorna! What can I say to those two?] Lorna went on the small mental panic room. I turn my head for a second finding her looking down and her eyes move frantically supposedly talking to herself. (They Won't) I thought looking at her as if I was talking to her. My thought was somehow read in her panic and looking at me with a puzzled look. [What?] (They won't harm you. They'll just shrug it off.) I thought to Lorna and I looked back at Vanity still finding her reading the letter. She was clearly reading all the contents of the letter very carefully.

As the time went on waiting for her answer or response, I needed asking one small thing from the whole ordeal "May I ask? Why did you two staged a situation?" I bluntly said as the two fem snapped back to the reality where a guy does exist. I saw Vanity stop reading for a second and looked at me. "It was to determine if a guy is better, kind hearted, plainly sex prone or bravely chivalrous." Vanity said informingly and continued to read the letter. My question was partially answered but Lorna butt in before I could extend the question any further. "The reason for the staging is to find out if the guy asking for anything in this dorm has good or bad intentions for anybody..." She stares at me for a minute as if to admire me or something. I could feel my back chill as if she was getting closer to me. "...and...?" I injected in her conversation to find her shocked out of her daydream even though the orange glow of the outside contradicted to the "day" dream. "We want to ensure the safety of the girls of this dorm from the man were about to allow access... and speaking of access, this is the first time some guy actually had Vanity to look into carefully." Lorna looked back at Vanity completely avoiding any further questions. (Great, I'm once again the "guy" in the building. Just like the yesterday and the other day in Gar and Flin's grasp.) I thought as to how very identical the situation seems to be.

Not long after waiting, Vanity placed the letter down on her desk and looked seriously at me like this was a grave matter to be given idea to. "Mr. Blazer, it seems you are requesting an approval on whether you can use the facilities, mainly the gym, to your morning practices." Vanity started, losing the predatorily voice and face, I should say she was a responsible woman. "Yes, that is true" I answered. "It seems you also have an introduction letter mainly typed by my dear friends Gar and Flin to support you" She stated as a matter of fact, earning us a beep of surprise from Lorna as we looked at her. "Boss, you never told us you once knew the "GF"." Lorna was acting childish but I guess that's the way she is. I could tell her eyes were about to pop open if Vanity would say yes. "I do know of Gar and Flin, we used to be called the "Dragon Scaled Beauties" in our teen years when we first arrived in this neighborhood." Vanity closed her eyes as she remembered her youthful years "How I missed them... but time changes you so nothing can change the fact about me being here." She quickly dismissed and looked back at me for the heck of getting my attention (THAT WAS FAST REMENICENCE) I thought. "Now, I have to say I'm pretty surprised to find THE MAN of the house asking me if he could use the gym. At first, the letter seems suspicious to begin with, but reading further, I found the letter to be legitimately true for the purpose and its sender. What I doubt about all of this is why they suggested this gym rather than the other one." She was clearly asking me in a non-questionable question or was it she asked me subtly. "Um... I just asked if they knew any gym close by and they suggested this one while boasting about how they know the owner. They said it was a sure fire way to get me to be in this gym." Recalling the small but very awkward debate they had had. "Unfortunately, they were right. Mr. Blazer, I give you full privileges to use the gym at any time it is open. Lorna, please inform also Natasha about the male that would be entering the dorm." As soon as Lorna was ordered to, she left and out the door in a hurry as if she was going to gossip about her fling with me and the secret of "I know the GF girls" about Vanity.

Leaving the two of us in the sex scented office. How awkward it was since that scent was partially my fault. We had a small pause of silence as we looked at each other. My thoughts were clearly safe from being read and I started speculating, (I can't believe it, I was allowed to be in their gym. It's practically impossible but here I am in the office of Vanity.) Loosing eye contact from her, I left astray my sights, seeing the faint glow of red coming from the windows behind Vanity's desk. (I'm guess the sun's setting and not enough time to get to work out...) I soon forgot about checking the room quickly as I remember my time with Lorna. (Oh right, I just fucked the front desk girl. Stuck in the room with her boss is very scary.) Looking back at her I surprisingly found her still looking at me, even when I looked away for a second. This wouldn't bother me in any way unless you notice the "I wonder why?" look she's giving me. "Can I ask why the lady is staring at me as if I was a sight to behold?" I ask in a manner I just do not remember ever in my mind but somehow true.

My odd yet truthful speech somehow snapped her out of her trance and blinked a few times. "Oh, sorry Mr. Blazer, I was just wondering as to how you got my two old friends to allow somebody as yourself to be in their household?" She lean backed on her own chair as if expecting me to tell my whole life story. Unfortunately for her, I cannot say as to why they allowed me in their home "I'm sorry, I can't answer all of that myself" I said embarrassingly, scratching the back of my head through my blond feathers extended from there. "So you do not know why Gar and Flin have allowed you to be in their home" She looked perplexed at me, in utter disbelief as to why I am in the home. "Don't get me wrong" I said defensively, "I was allowed in their home to solve a part of their problem, I happen to fill the bill as Ice type "Repellant"" raising the quote hand movement to get my point towards her. I was awarded by a small giggle from her very luscious but cute voice, something entirely different from the first impression I had regarding her, Dangerous and Deadly. Enough said. "They really did have that Froslass problem ever since that whole "Lottery" business they had when I left. I can't believe they still had that woman in the house" She spoke and started to lightly giggle from the predicament her old friends were.

Hearing her giggle on the mishap that had befallen on the two, I completely forgotten why I have not taken my leave away from her office and started to proceed on asking when the door opened to a form of a Noctowl wearing the same authority as Vanity entering the small sex scented office. It started with an authority and a hint of squawking like voice, speaking its mind, the voice confirming It was a she, "Vanity! Have you lost your mind? We are allowing a male within the confines of this small sanctuary for us women?" Looking at me like a plague in a bird's body. She sniffed a little in the air of the room and looked much more angrily at me "Please tell me you did not just do this worthless male a good time into your body" The Noctowl's eyes shining a faint blue from her anger as she spoke in spite of my existence. "Now now Natasha, you know very well to give every Pokémon a chance..." Vanity said as if to stop her looking at me with a vengeance. "And no, I did not allow him anywhere near my flower. The one who had a chance to do such a thing would be Lorna." Vanity proving her point by pointed right at the door where Lorna was standing, a little frightful to the glare of Natasha.

(Just my luck, I'm trapped once more in a very tight spot... How can I be this unlucky?) I started to think and once more could feel fiery hot eyes looking at me. (Please tell me, you are not a mind reader) I thought as if expecting my life to be over by her response. [If I did say such a thing, I would be lying to my heritage.] As the ungrateful echoes of mental responses that was clearly from Natasha. (Great...) I'm doomed once more to feel the pain of my life kicking me somewhere I could not see from. To make matters worse, Natasha soon looked down on me as if I was an outsider from their happy place of solitude. "Why do you want this male to be here anyway, they are all just cheating, good for nothing, sex prone idiots" The Noctowl clearing referring not just me but all male kind in her tough and insulting tone.

"Excuse me? I believe you did not have me to speak for myself" I started, standing up and see that I happen to be just an inch taller than her. "Oh! IT! Can talk" She sassily said as if not impressed by how I had properly addressed to her regarding my defense. "What are going to do now? Impress me with your macho form to get me to lay with you?" She once again insulted me with how most dick heads are with themselves. "No, I'm here because I thought I could just get permission to use the facilities, mainly the gym, in the morning. But it seems there is one issue I must clear out of your thick skull before I have privileges for using this building's gym." I said sternly and a bit threateningly as I could feel her about to send another insult at me. My anger was also building from her continues insults as if to put herself much better than I am. "I bet you actually raped Lorna with your maleness and dick size." She sneered at me like her anger was changing her somehow [That's one for the girls] She mentally said to all of us, I noticed Vanity stare at our conversation. "You have to erase that one point you just said. Lorna was actually the one who officially raped me." As if confirming what I said "It's true, I used Hypnosis on him" Lorna spoke a little and meekly as Natasha and looked back more angry at me. "Then I say your kind are the ones turning all the girls gaga for sex" Natasha feeling once more her victory reeling in. I recall the many things that have happened to me ever since I came here and replied to her sexist ruling "I actually came here for vacation, away from work and any hardships or labor upon my body. When I ended up in the "GF" house, a whole set of girls are all gaga for me from where I am but I never intended sex to be in my agenda for vacation. I even have the balls to prove to you that with my memories if you want to check it." I looked at her finding any reaction to my small speech but it never did. She kept her angered face right to the point that her eyebrows are naturally position for glares.

Without ever telling her when, I just flooded my head with images after images of how my day was when I first arrived here: the girls from the morning, the intense sex I had with Gar and Flin, My wakeup call duty, how some woman inside the gym right now gym wanted me and even how I vaguely remember how Lorna "raped" me. The room was somehow quiet with my thinking. I looked back at Natasha seeing her eyes twitch, eyes shaking informing me how angry she was getting but soon she stopped then and there. Without a word and without mental messaging, she just went and out the door leaving me and the other witnesses.

"What just happened?" I looked at Vanity as if I could find answers. But she shrugs her shoulders telling me that she herself does not know. Lorna soon entered the office and looked much calmer than when Natasha was in the premises. "Um... what just happened with Natasha?" She said quietly as if trying to avoid anybody, especially Natasha, from somehow hearing.

"That's the thing, we don't know" I said as to point out my lack of knowledge regarding this situation I have stumble upon. My life sure has taken a sharp turn from torturing me and my stupidity to affect others through my own honor. "Um... I know this sounds stupid but... who was Natasha, regarding this dorm?" I clearly have no knowledge who Natasha was and this introduction just gotten me to take a drastic risk. Vanity started "Natasha was the provider of majority of the money inflow and even outflow. You could say she was the one who built this dorm. Unfortunately, I was the owner of the lot at the time before any of this was build. We made an agreement to make this dorm, me having a portion of the profit we get from this hotel like structure. This also led me to leave my dear friends, Gar and Flin, to prove my point as cooperative owner of this establishment. So basically, you just met the two sole owners of this dorm for girls." Vanity explained all and everything that I needed to know except for one more detail. "I see that the time is not my ally for today" looking out the window to find the sun touching the horizon. "I may need to go home and talk to the both of you once more to get my approval" I see Vanity nodding in agreement to my plan. "It seems you need to "convince" Natasha before you can use the gym, Mr. Blazer." Vanity said as everything was somehow getting dangerous. "But tell me, why does Natasha have such a very large problem with the male gender?" I asked both Vanity and even Lorna for answers.

Lorna spoke, "I'm new in this building so, I don't really know." Looking once more at the authority and demanding eyes of the Charizard fem, if she could answer this small riddle of "Natasha minus Men" Case. "I have talked to Natasha about it. She just said to me that whenever she found a male to be with, without the whole sex in the relationship, she ends up finding them cheating on her at some point. This repeated throughout her life, from grade school to college, it has happened to her. In the end she felt that men were only interested with beautiful females, tight holes and even big busts. She no longer wanted any of all the relationship things, which led to make this whole hotel." Vanity explaining part of the problem Natasha has.

"So, she has issues regarding the male factor of commitment and how they are to beautiful women. A cheating boy friend, betrayal and loss of hope all leads to a case of denial if you ask me." I said without once more thinking but clearly correctly for the sake of my male gender. As I finish, I found Vanity wide eyed at me like I hit the target right in the middle. Lorna was at the same aw as Vanity. With a small cough, I got them back to once more out of the awestruck trance. "You know, you just practically got it." Vanity said without much as an "I can't believe it" tone. "But due to the fact that this introduction and permission regarding your use of the gym is pending. I have to ask you Mr. Blazer to once again comeback tomorrow. Lorna, please be a dear and escort Mr. Blazer out?" She asked politely.

"Of course miss. Blazer, will you please follow me." Lorna started and grasping my arm to prove her point. Once again I could not say no to how straight forward Lorna was towards me. Before I could continue on, I was walking down the stairs. Checking my things once more, I forgot entirely my towel on the chair back in Vanity's office...

"Lorna, wait." I asked with my breath a bit course but proper. "I forgot my towel. I'll just go up and get it." I said. Seeing Lorna nod at me as if it was not much of a problem for her, I went back up and retraced my steps finding once more Vanity's office. I was about to knock on the door when I overheard Vanity and another Pokémon's voice through the door, leaning my head close to the door, only to hear the conversation.

"You know, you could have taken that male here and there" said the unknown voice, female if you listen correctly, with lust on it. "Are you crazy? That male happens to be Gar and Flin's man. I have no such privileges to take him" Clearly Vanity annoyed at how the unknown voice was. "It's not like they wouldn't share. Admit it; he was a great catch and a very hot male." The voice once more luscious and a bit controlling somehow in her tone towards Vanity. "Yes, he was a very good catch if I had any interest on him, but you know I want the right male." Vanity sounding a little worried and bored there. "Still, you know he is good, he even said "Miss" when you entered. Doesn't that count as something?" The voice was trying to convince Vanity on something. "Sister, you have to understand, I want the right male not some guy who happens to be my best friends' man." (Sister! Did she just say Sister?) This new light on who Vanity was talking to clearly got me to wonder, where she was when me and Vanity were in her office.

"But he is the right male. How many times do you hear guys asking "Sir" right at you?" Vanity's sister sounded triumphant somehow. "Too many to count" Said Vanity loosing. "And how many times has anybody else, other than the family, to call you "Miss" first?" Her sister once more sounds victorious. "Nonexistent..." Vanity trailing off of thought. "Except for that one male that had happen to be here a while ago." She was now angry at Vanity. "Look, I know you want the best things that I happen to also have but then you can't just decide on the guy we will share, as I have promised you over the years" Vanity explaining her life promise, If I ever had that right.

"You know, we could sample what he was packing" Vanity's sister started pacing inside the room, "He accidentally left his towel, half sweated on, cum stained on and all male essence" She soon sniffed the towel as if to point out her interest on my towel. "You and I very well know, I will not stoop so low as to masturbate and take my own virginity with something that's not even a real male's cock." Vanity was sounding angrier by the second at her own sister. "Please, I know when a good male happens to cross by. It's a gift that I have." Vanity's sister spoke with boastfulness. "No you don't. You just happen to find that guy to be attractive." Vanity was speaking as if her sister was just interested to take me without her. "Come now sister, He was a great catch. He even has the dick to prove it or was it probe?" She laughed to how she used my own genital as a means to insult Vanity any further or enticing her to "The Dark Side".

"Sanity! You know I don't approve of how you act inside my office" As the sound of desk wood destruction follow the angered tone of Vanity, Sanity took her time laughing to the whole thing, snickering some. "Come on Vanity! You haven't been laid on for years! You're going to wait for mister right all your life or something. Wake up and smell reality, sister. To find your man, you have to act as yourself and do the moves on them. Do you really want to end up with men that do "The Moves" on you?" Sanity sounding more angered and flushed at how Vanity is on the moment.

Without me knowing it, my mind started to speak to me somehow. (Get in there and stop this fiasco.) I could literally hear my own voice telling me to just go on. "Sanity! I will not have you control my life. It was your decision to follow my decision, so you have no say as to who or what the man in my life is going to be. You're just a BIT-", and that was when I knocked on Vanity's own high and mighty speech towards her sister, that had happen to be there.

There was a sudden pause of struggle as a set of paws walked casually but hasty. "Who is it?" said once more Vanity's voice, back in her loud but lovely voice. I took a deep breath as to compose myself once more to the half of the owner of the building. "It's me Vanity. I just left my towel." I said, turning the knob and opening the door to find the room just the same as the last time I was there. The smell of intercourse no longer linger, the room now had the lights on, Vanity just in her seat and reading other papers, but the sight of her sister seem to baffle me. Her sister was nowhere to be seen as if she was imaginary.

"Oh! Blazer, you did leave your towel here." She said and pointing to my towel, just where it was when I left it. "Thanks, I'll be taking it." I said, walking slowly, I took my towel once more with me, hung it on one of my shoulders and looked at Vanity. I still wonder as to how Vanity's "sister" somehow eluded all of us. I think where she could have hidden, under the desk? No, it would look like lesbianism, behind the curtains? No, obviously not there with the light passing through it, maybe behind her sister? No, that would be just childish.

My train of thought and speculation was somehow interrupted when I heard Vanity's loud voice, "Mr. Blazer!" Looking back at her in an instant, snapping me back to the reality of where I actually was. "Yes Vanity?" I said as if nothing was wrong at all, just another way to hear how stupid I am spacing out in someone else's room. "Look... um... Blazer, I'm sorry about what happened there a while ago and your approval just inches away from you." She apologized at me, her face turning to frown right at me. Darn you Puppy dog pout! "It's alright Vanity, It wasn't your fault. We just happen to stumble upon the "Denial". I said, exaggerating denial as Natasha. I was awarded with her giggles to the reference of Natasha. "Now Blazer, don't be like that to Natasha. Anyway, I would like to say sorry the proper way. Will you be free tomorrow?" she said speaking to me with a hint of hope in it, weird thought.

"I may as well be free, I'm on vacation and staying in someone's house anyway." As if there would be anything else to do at this moment. "Then, I could ask you to go with me for dinner tomorrow night?" She leaned her head her crossed hands on the table staring at me, eyes a fluttering somehow. (Is she try to be cute or flirty) my mind once more thinking. "I guess that's ok. See you tomorrow then" I started walking towards the door. As my talons gripped the knob Vanity spoke again, "Blazer, how did you know I was a Female Charizard?" Her voice sounded to be in a spiral of confusion and hints of dread and hope.

I stopped for a second just to think, even though I already knew my answer. Without as a glance towards her I told my answer, "It was your eyes. They were pretty and caring, I guess." Without a response or even giving her any chance to, I opened the door and left her office. As the door closed behind me, I once more found their conversation continuing from where I was before. "Nice going Sis. I bet you have interest for him. Oh, and nice move there, he's a keeper." Sanity was once more sounding triumphant in her speculation. "Oh Shut UP!" Vanity was clearly not enjoying her sister's company. Though I might need to find out what Vanity's sister is, just hoping it isn't a ghost type again.

Going down on the stairs, meeting eye to eye again with Lorna, I left the building to go home. The sky was always there, its color turning orange and crimson to the shades of black and indigo of the night. I walk slowly as ever, my clothing never provided nor proved that I was not interested to have sex with any girl, Lorna proved that. How this day turned sex to sex in breaking time was a mystery to me. How my life had somehow kicked me so many times all ending up to have sex and trouble after. I was grateful that the sun still somehow shone through even when it has gone below the horizon. I woke up to the aching morning after that whole fling last night with the girls. I was given wake up duty for the sake of sex and Flin, I might have slipped that up. We ate Gar's special soup, though wondering how it filled my stomach this long. Getting to this gym and all wasn't so bad. Meeting Lorna once proved that any girl would somehow fall for me. That small fling with Lorna was so tiring; I could feel my balls ache by just the thought of how she wanted to marry me. Vanity's entrance in the scene was somehow nice to behold but very deadly when angered. Natasha, the Pokémon in denial and "against" men mentality, arriving to just be a wall I need to leap over. The "appearance" of Vanity's "sister", Sanity, was unexpected indeed in who should be there. Strangely enough, the day was great, just one good fling and practically, relaxing beside the fire of "Can I be in your gym?"

"Nothing will ruin this day for me" I said clearly and normally as usual. "Really now?" said a voice that I did not care who it came from. "Yup, just nothing to-", I stopped abruptly, my mouth shut tight as if remembering how this scene looks familiar a while ago. I regret looking beside or even behind me if ever. "Why did you stop, B-L-A-Z-E-R?" Said that same booming and rocky voice of LOCK! Due to my reflex, I looked beside me to find the same Rhyperior standing beside me like last time. "Hello, Lock" My dread speaking for itself and for my sake. "Didn't think I say you got it. What happened?" Her concern, somehow genuine, was used to lean down and look at my face. "Look, I wasn't given full permission ok. I'm just going back tomorrow and see if I could try again." I plainly said right at her. Her arms moved to try and "Comfort" me in between in her two mounts of rock pillows. I used the "stop" signal at her, "You know the agreement. I tell you my name and you don't ever give me hugs." I said sternly and a matter of fact at her. My sudden action worked and she stopped from her attempt. "Oh well, just me right?" she said, defeated. "Yes, just you" I was sure there was something wrong with what I said. "Ok then. Hey! Girls, go give him a hug, he NEEDS IT!" I was surprised with how Lock shouted towards the direction of the dorm. Due to common sense, I looked to where she was shouting at and in that moment I had wished somebody else was in my shoes right about now. Sweat was practically not enough to represent how worried I am. "Life, YOU ARE SO CRUEL TO ME!" the ground was shaking not by me but by the mass of Females that had happened to be there. I ran for my dear life, my destination unknown. I really must be the unluckiest man alive.