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The laughter and merriment she had enjoyed were replaced by moans, the erotic sounds of flesh meeting flesh, and the occasional curse word coming from one or both of them as they fucked. "H-hey, Johannson, can we go?"

Jojo glanced at Ashley and Willz, then at Claudia and nodded. "Yeah. I guess we can leave now. Pay for it later, Lori."

Lorelei waved a hand dismissively. "This one is on the house. After all, it's not every day we get a new resident, now do we?"

"And that's why I love you, you precious birb," Johannson said as she stood up. "Just follow me, Claudia. Okay?"

"Y-Yeah...," standing up and grabbing her luggage, Claudia witnessed how Willz was closing for an orgasm.

"F-Fuck, I was more pent up than I thought. I'm cumming already, damn!" He exclaimed.

"Excuse me, young man, I know you are on your break, but I would really appreciate some seasoning with my meal." The Marowak lady asked.

"Sure thing, ma'am," Willz groaned before stepping back, freeing his dick from the wet, tight confines of Ashley's cunt. He turned to the Marowak and pumped his cock a few times before unleashing thick ropes of white, creamy seed... all over her meal.

She couldn't watch anymore and turned around, not wishing to see any more. She did hear the Marowak moan in satisfaction as she slurped something. Walking away next to Johannson, the two remained silent for several minutes until the Blaziken broke it.

"Soooo... I'm guessing you're pretty new to all of this, right?"

"You can say that again," Claudia breathed out, mortified and hands shaking. "Where I come from, dressing the way you do is a felony, Johannson. A felony! Yet here in Rinta... I've never seen such levels of... of..."

"Depravity? Degradation? Shamelessness? Debauchery? Deviance? Please, stop me when I hit the jackpot," Jojo said with a ring of amusement in her voice.

"Of corruption!" Claudia said in outrage. Then stopped for a moment only to groan the next second. "Oh by Arceus, I can not believe I just said that!"

Johannson tilted her head. "Why not? I've heard far, far worse from the deadbeat idiots and prudes that seem to infest the rest of the world."

"Because that's what my parents say about everything that doesn't fall into their narrow, idiotic, conniving view of the world! That's... that's what they said about me... that I'm corrupted," Claudia chuckled, hitting a small pebble and slowing down. "Maybe they were right since I am in a den of corruption and deviancy."

"They fucking what?" Johannson hissed, steam broiling out of her mouth and nostrils while her fur stood on edge. "Why? Why did they say that you were corrupted!?"

Claudia stared at the angry Blaziken and was at a loss. She could see in her shining eyes that she wasn't angry about what she said, but rather she was absolutely livid about what her parents had described her as. "...Because of my breasts," she took a moment to cup her sweater concealed tits, as if shielding them from an invisible enemy. "And because I never submitted to their authority... and because of what I studied and did. 'Big breasts are the sign of corruption!' 'Only those corrupted and tainted by the machinations of the dragon devil, Giratina, are branded by his mark of tempting, grotesque, scandalous breasts!' 'No proper lady should carry those monstrosities!' And so on and so on... I'm... I'm terribly sorry for using the damn words and--!!!"

Claudia was cut off by a tight hug from Johannson, their two sets of massive juggers pressing against each other. The Gardevoir was stunned as she received a heartfelt hug for the first time in years that didn't come from her own arms. "I'm so, so sorry you had to live through that, Claudia. Nobody deserves that."

"..." Claudia returned the hug her newfound friend gave her, whispering a few moments before pulling back. "Thank you, Johannson."

"Now, off to see Charlotte," Jojo said, still angry but in control. "Sorry for that. It's pretty hard to make me angry... it's just that that sort of thing boils my blood. How can parents do that to their own children?" Shaking her head, she grabbed her hand gently. "Come, if we hurry we'll stumble on her before she leaves for the day."

Claudia nodded and the two girls quickly made their way to the Town Hall in a matter of minutes. During their walk, Claudia couldn't help but take a closer, more careful look around to find that, indeed, everything was sexualized to an extent. She saw two guys masturbating in broad daylight as they whistled and catcalled whatever girl walked in front of them, often getting a flash of nipples, pussies, or having one girl stop, turn around, and smack her ass in front of them; all the girls looking positively pleased with themselves.

And all girls wore slutty outfits at best and some that belonged to the stereotypical prostitute at worst. The main norm were bikinis of all sorts, micro skirts, shorts, and maybe a shirt here and there. The only thing that seemed universal were thongs, as not once had she seen a normal pair of panties.

But... just look at them. They're so carefree, so undisturbed... they're enjoying what they have and what they are doing. It must be nice, she thought before realizing her own line of thinking, but she didn't shake her head. Seeing those kinds of things were going to be her daily life soon enough, after all.

Though that didn't do anything to quell the slight feeling of jealousy she felt inside her.

Arriving at the Town Hall, Johannson guided Claudia inside, both girls greeting everyone they encountered until they arrived at a desk with a busty M-cup Pyroar sitting behind a desk typing on a keyboard.

Claudia took a moment to admire the Pyroar, as she had met a few before and all of them were elegant. And that trait didn't escape the one in front of her, even if said Pyroar wore a V-string bikini that failed to cover anything beyond her nipples and clit.

"Hello, Jill. Is Charlotte inside?" Jojo asked, pointing at the closed doors.

"Hello, Jojo," Jill replied without looking at the new arrivals. Typing with one hand, she reached with her left to an intercommunicator and pressed a button. "Mayor, Jojo and a guest are here to see you."

"Send them in, Jill," came the surprisingly sweet, honey-like voice of the Mayor.

With the press of another button, a door unlocked and parted slightly. Entering the Mayor's office without much preamble, Johannson announced her arrival while Claudia looked around the office and blushed fiercely. The walls were adorned with pictures and paintings of what she assumed to be various places of significance in Rinta, but they all showcased a model posing in the nude, be it male or female it didn't matter.

But there were those that had couples fucking, a girl being spit-roasted, another giving a titjob, some guy titfucking another girl, a girl performing a double handjob plus blowjob combo, another getting gangbanged and more. But the most impressive portrait of all was the one showcasing Rinta itself in all its beauty.

"-friend Claudia!"

The voice of Johannson ended her trance and Claudia ran to cover the remainder of the way until she came to a halt in front of the elegant and shiny desk of the Mayor. After everything she had heard about Charlotte since her arrival she couldn't deny why she was so well-known and beloved by the populace of Rinta.

She's so beautiful! Glaceons truly are gorgeous! Claudia thought as her eyes admired the form of Rinta's Mayor. Charlotte, even with her outfit, easily reached the O-cup mark, making her pair of tits the biggest Claudia had seen so far. But it fit her body like a glove. Her waist was strong yet slim, her hips were wide, round, and supple. Her legs were equally gorgeous, long and slender but with noticeable muscles proper of an ice type. She wore two blue tights that reached all the way to her mid-thigh level, making them almost indistinguishable from her smooth, slightly paler skin.

Her pussy was covered by a cloth the same color and fabric as her tights that, while it did its work, it also clung to her like a second skin making it virtually useless. That piece of cloth, after a quick examination of her waist, revealed to be a string-tied thong hugging her waist greedily. Her massive pair of tits were adorned by a bikini top the same color and fabric as her thong; two strings meeting over the canyon of her breasts and twisted into a cute bow. Her neck was adorned with a professional black tie that got lost inside the valley of her breasts; tempting anyone that looked to reach in between those heavenly orbs and pull it out.

Finally, she wore a white, buttoned shirt that only had two functioning buttons. One at the top, right below the tie's knot. And the other under her breasts, creating a gigantic bra out of her shirt that hugged and contained her heavy set of tits, leaving only her hardened nipples and areolas as the only thing visible through the fabric. The shirt created a most generous cleavage out of her sizable bosom while the edges at the bottom created a pseudo-skirt.

All of it combined with the almost stoic expression of the glaceon that let anyone see a kind, lovable, funny, and caring woman that exudes charisma, it was no wonder why she was so highly regarded and respected. And her choice of clothing, while hardly professional, held an air of authority that couldn't be denied while at the same granting their wearer the aspect of a supermodel.

No wonder she's the Mayor of Rinta, she pretty much embodies what the spirit of the island as far as I've seen, Claudia thought. Still, I think Johannson is sexier. Before she could slap herself for thinking that, Charlotte made the first move.

"Ah, charmed," Charlotte bowed her head slightly. "Yes. I was informed that a new resident would be arriving somewhen this week. Glad to meet you, Claudia. I am Charlotte, Mayor of Rinta," turning to Johannson, she continued. "So, what seems to be the problem, Jojo?"

"Claudia, could you give her your papers?"

"Oh, right!" Claudia reached for her documentation and handed it to Charlotte who then reached into the valley of her breasts and pulled out a dainty pair of reinforced glasses. A second later after putting them on, she smiled.

"Ah, now I see what's the problem. Claudia, on behalf of Rinta I would appreciate it if you accepted my apology for all the confusion and distraught you've suffered until now," she opened a drawer and put the documentation there. "I will now store them for safety and recordkeeping, don't worry."

Claudia nodded. "Okay... I'm going to address the Wailord in the room... is Rinta really like what I've encountered so far? Friendly, warm, and where sex and other acts of debauchery are accepted?"

"Accepted, encouraged, and completely open," Charlotte said, proudly. "You will understand more as you settle down, Claudia. But for now, why don't you sit over there? I just had a talk with a most troublesome tourist so the video is still loaded."

Claudia tilted her head. "Video? What video?"

"What else? An introductory video to the island and the main rules. It's mainly intended for tourists, but works just as well for new residents," Charlotte replied before waving an arm slowly, inviting Claudia to sit on the couch before a large screen. Claudia did so while she took the controller and pressed start.

Claudia sat down just in time to see the intro to the video play out showcasing several beautiful sights of Rinta in quick succession while cheesy music played in the background. "I guess that's a universal rule, huh?"

"Almost... there was another video but let's just say it caused more problems than it solved," Charlotte said, glancing at Jojo causing the Blaziken to whistle innocently.

After almost a minute of witnessing spectacular sights that really made her fall in love with the island more, Claudia watched as the scene now focused on the Town Hall, its doors opening and quickly moving to meet Charlotte working behind her desk, wearing her current attire though in a greenish color.

Putting her pen down, she turned to the camera, smiling. "Hello, dear viewer. Welcome to Rinta Island. We pride ourselves in providing a unique, relaxing experience for each and every one of you, our most esteemed visitors. You may be wondering 'why am I seeing this video for a second time?' but the answer is perfectly reasonable. It is not. You have read our rules, you signed the pledge, and you've seen the introductory video once you arrived at your hotel. And yet, you've broken said rules. Now, don't you worry, you're not in trouble. Yet. Before I continue, perhaps a little reminder is needed?"

The scene then changed to showcase Charlotte walking in a bright, orderly corridor. There were people going back and forth all wearing what appeared to be police uniforms. Well, at least the males were wearing one. The female officers wore a blue thong, a sexy police shirt that showed a large cleavage, and only some wore a bikini top, as some preferred to only rely on their shirts for modesty.

"Our police officers work day and night to keep our island safe from all threats. Make sure you don't become one! Isn't that right, Chief?"

A Herdier showed up next, looking staunch, stoic, and serious. For a Herdier he was tall and well built, his trimmed mustache commanded respect, and his strong gaze made Claudia's bones rattle for a moment. "I be Chief Seamus, Sheriff of Rinta and Chief of Police. We take our rules and safety precautions very seriously, visitor. As long as you follow 'em you are free to do as you please. Rightly so, this also applies to our citizens. Respect beckons respect," he said in a deep, thick Scottish accent that had no room for nonsense.

Charlotte smiled and the scene changed again, this time showing her outside. Walking in a partially lit avenue, she began. "But Chief Seamus and his police staff aren't the only ones making sure the peace is kept all over Rinta. Meet our silent protectors, those who ensure the streets are safe in places and at times where the police can't reach in time. The Disciplinary Committee."

The camera shifted towards the side, revealing the same Houndoom Claudia had seen earlier titfucking a busty Absol on the side of the walk.

"Yeah, take it bitch! What are you? What are you!?" Cain demanded while grabbing the Absol's neck tightly, choking her. The Absol wasn't fighting back and in fact looked ecstatic.

"A c-cheap f-f-fhuujjk tooooy!" She gurgled while Cain kept fucking her tits. Next to them, a beautiful and virtually naked Umbreon was being caressed by a Weavile and a Scrafty.

"Damn right you a-- Hey, the fuck? Are you filming me right now!?" Cain lost his smile and let go of the Absol's neck, stopping his frantic thrusting. "Charlotte, just because you're the Mayor doesn't mean you can bend the rules! Come 'ere, bitch!"

The screen went black for a few seconds and a sigh behind her caught her attention.

"The sad part is, this was the best footage on camera we could get of him." Charlotte sighed, "We tried at least five different times, but Cain is not one for the camera..." She then added in annoyance, "Not to mention that he's a massive pain in the ass."

"But... the video said he helps keep the peace?" Claudia asked, touching her lower lip in confusion.

"Pffft!" Jojo snickered. "Y-Yeah... let's go with that, Claudia," placing a hand on her shoulder, she continued. "Your innocence is palpable, dear."

"...Why do I get the feeling you didn't praise me just now?" Claudia asked, narrowing her eyes in a deadpan stare.

The screen came back to life to show a slightly disheveled Charlotte that suspiciously limped every couple of steps. "B-But that's not all. Be them a chief of security or our brave disciplinary committee, everyone works hard for the benefit of Rinta. None more so than our beloved Chief of Rinta's Sanitation Services."

The camera shifted to a grizzled Obstagoon wearing usual janitor clothes while he reclined on a chair, paying absolutely no attention to the camera as he read a smut magazine. "Loiter in my town and I'll kick you out," he said in a deep, guttural voice that was almost emotionless and tired.

The scene changed again to show Charlotte sitting behind her desk once more. "Every resident of Rinta contributes so that the experience of all visitors can be the best one possible. While in Rinta, everyone of age is obliged to serve all visitors with sexual gratification. However, this does not extend to inter-visitor activity, keep that in mind. While on Rinta, most taboo practices are permitted. We know some couples come here seeking the freedom only Rinta can provide."

"Do not be alarmed if you see public displays of sexuality. These activities are normal and open. No one will think ill of you, visitor, so go ahead and live out your fantasies within the rules established! Remember, respect the specified areas and have them in mind when walking around our beloved town. Especially Rapeplay Beach, Gangbang Square, and Molestation Central."

"R-Rapeplay what? Gangbang... really!? Molestation... Central. These places really, actually exist?" Claudia asked, baffled and stupefied by the brutally direct names those places had.

"Hey, we tried to be subtle for years. You know, add some spice in the details? But some tourists are so dumb!" Jojo groaned in frustration. "Remember the incident in Deepthroat Club?"

Charlotte groaned in exasperation. "Yes, I do. I mean... what were those girls expecting, honestly?"

Claudia listened while the Charlotte on the screen pulled a metallic pointer from between her breasts. "Here are some ground rules. Female visitors, under no circumstances. take off your bandana. Without them, you'll be confused for residents and treated as such. Whilst wearing it you will be able to decline any sexual advancement but your advancements will not be denied."

"Male visitors, while you will not be denied, please refrain from using your privileged position and try to force female residents to do something they truly do not feel comfortable doing."

"Rape and underage sexual activity is completely forbidden and are grounds for immediate expulsion and proper legal actions."

"Female visitors, you will be able to buy our AP-Pills at the proper establishments. So, be as wild as you desire."

"Finally, Curfew is only applicable to residents of Rinta. Yet another reason to never take off your bandana, ladies. Unless you're looking for that sort of fun~," Charlotte winked. "That will be all. So, remember, follow the rules, have fun, and enjoy your time in Rinta."

With a final sexy wink from the Glaceon, the video ended.

"..." Claudia sat in silence, stunned.

"Claudia?" Johannson asked, worried that her new friend failed to show any form of reaction.

"I... I don't know what to say, Johannson... I truly don't," Claudia replied after a few seconds of cold silence.

"We know we're not like the rest of the world," Charlotte began. "But we're no different than other islands, cities, or towns. We simply accept that sexuality is something natural, beautiful, and that it should be embraced."

"And Rinta isn't just a place to get as much sex as you want. Sex isn't the goal. The goal is to live a cheerful, happy life. Rinta heals people and we, those that live in it, love our town very much, Claudia. And I know you will come to love it if you give it a try and truly open up your heart."

Claudia looked away, rubbing her arms together. "The last time I opened my heart I was backstabbed... I...," she sighed, then stood up. "I need some fresh air. This is too much for me to process right now."

"Of course," Charlotte said before Johannson could say anything. "This can be a shocking shift of perspectives and views for outsiders and newly arrived residents. Do you need someone to escort you out?"

"N-No... but thank you, Mayor Charlotte... I just want to be left alone with my thoughts for a moment or two... or ten," grabbing her luggage, Claudia made her way out of the room, leaving Charlotte and Johannson alone to discuss something she couldn't hear. Walking past the secretary and out of the Town Hall, she leaned against a nearby statue to shield herself from the sun; setting her luggage next to her and beside the statue's base.

She remained there for a couple of minutes, her mind unable to focus on anything as a cacophony of memories, old and new, mixed and mashed and swirled around the crevices of her brain. While she tried to relax, breathing in the salty breeze of Rinta, she watched the people walking around her go about their day without a care in the world. She saw a few couples here and there, some tourists mostly using a bandana, girls wearing practically nothing or highly sexualized clothing, and guys just minding their own business.

One scene in particular caught her attention, as a busty Rapidash was chatting with a Tauros while he fixed the fence of what was either her home or business. It surprised her that, despite everything she had seen so far, what she considered to be normal relationships existed. "Maybe Johannson and Lorelei are right...," she muttered to herself when suddenly the breeze turned chilly and she could feel it creeping under her dress. And under her sweater.

As if two hands were groping her breasts.

"Eeeekkk!" Startled, Claudia jumped back but the feeling didn't go away. It only increased as the cold hands and fingers of... something squeezed her tits. "H-hey! Let me go, whatever you are!"

"Nah, don't think so, hun!" A snarky, nasal, ethereal voice said all around her. "Let's see what we got heeeere for my colleeeeectiooooon~"

"Collection!? What collection!? Who are youuuueeeeeiiihhhh!" Claudia's protest turned into a wail of surprise when she went stiff for a moment. With arms raised up, it was easy for her assailant to take off her thick sweater. A wave of relief washed through her body as the increasingly stuffy, heavy, and hot piece of clothing was removed from her and she was able to better enjoy the breeze and the cold touch of the stranger.

Without her sweater, her dress was nothing quite like many would expect from the prudish Gardevoir. It clung to her body nicely, revealing her slim figure. Then, it left a vast neckline exposed giving off a bountiful cleavage that even showed the frills of a white though not so innocent bra. Also, without the sweater, her breasts found themselves with enough freedom to jiggle slightly; her dress shaping around what looked to be a pair of hands squeezing and kneading them.

"Ohhh! L-Cup? No. Slightly bigger than that! Nod bad, not bad!" The voice praised. "I wonder how many dicks have fucked these glorious things?" He said in humor but Claudia detected a hint of resentment behind those words.

Clenching her teeth, her eyes shone with white like and a psychic aura enveloped her. "Enough already!" A surge of energy exploded outwards... and nothing happened.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the voice spoke again. "T-That's it? Wow, now I actually feel a bit sorry for you! Even Kasumi was stronger than that when she was an Abra! I barely felt that tickle me!" The voice said, half-mocking, half-baffled.

Claudia's face turned red from embarrassment and looked away. "F-Fighting was never my strong point, okay? Just because I'm a Gardevoir doesn't mean I have to be why the heck am I telling you this!? Just let me go!" She demanded, her momentary embarrassment set aside as outrage set back in.

"Can't do that, hun. Not until I get my fun and my priiiize!"

Feeling her body stiffening again, though not as bad as before, Claudia could only stare as her dress was slowly removed. First, the straps on her shoulders were moved aside, followed shortly by the buttons on her back popping out, then the two hands groping her breasts moved slowly to peel the dress down her body at the same snail-paced speed. She looked around and saw a few eyes looking at her being assaulted and undressed right outside Rinta's Town Hall, but nobody did anything to help her.

"P-Please, just let me go..." she pleaded as her dress fell to the ground, leaving her standing only in her bra and panties. Claudia blushed and her entire body trembled, she felt so dirty, so sullied that people were now seeing her nasty, sinful body without anything to stop them.

This is so wrong... but... but I like to be out of my stuffy sweater... I've always liked using loose clothes, but I've never done so for anyone but... him, Claudia thought at first with shame and then turning to anger as memories of her ex-boyfriend came to mind. The situation was different and while she enjoyed being observed, this was not the kind of attention she preferred.

"My, my, my~ You're quite a prude, aren't you? But those are a nice pair of panties. They'll be a great addition to my collection!" The voice cried out in victory. "But first, I gotta play with your tits!"

"Nooooooooo!" Claudie cried out in a near-silent scream. A *click* announced the front side of her bra had been undone. She felt her body stiffen again, but now she could fight against it. Moving her arms, she covered her breasts just in time as the bra fell to the ground. Her thin arms were a poor replacement but they managed to cover her bubblegum pink nipples and areolas, at the very least, as well as kept them from moving too much.

"Tch, really? Looks like I gotta train more on my Paralyzing Touch. No matter! What's it going to be, gorgeous? Cover your tits or stop me from taking off your panties?" The voice said in a playful manner.

Claudia's eyes went wide when the air in front of her began to distort and two seconds later, a Haunter appeared. Ghost type pokemon never disturbed her, but seeing nothing but a floating torso, a sinister (yet cute and playful-looking) head on top of it, and two disembodied hands currently groping her breasts made her gasp.

Her momentary shock passed when the Haunter opened his mouth and let out his tongue. He guided it in between her legs only to then give her crotch a slow, long lick. The cold touch of his tongue sent shivers up her spine that caused her juices to come out more, much to his apparent enjoyment.

"Sweet, ranchy, and smells like peaches. Yes, you deserve a spot in my collection," he said at the same time he moved his hands away from her breasts, caressing her body with his claw-like finger until he reached her previously concealed bountiful ass. He groped both cheeks hard, digging his fingers into her soft, hot flesh and spreading them apart, almost picking her up in the process. "Ohohoho! Let me guess, you're a dancer?"

"W-What?" Claudia forgot her shame and embarrassment as the Haunter asked her that. "How...?"

"Oh, honey, you're built like one! Your ass may be smaller, but man, it's the same as Jojo's or any of the other girls at Braig's bar!" The Haunter exclaimed.

Before Claudia could process what he had said, she watched him open his mouth in a way he thought was seductive; his purple eyes staring at her while doing so. Her fear that he was going to bite her vanished when he closed two sharp fangs on the sem on her panties while his tongue kept licking her crotch. He slowly began to pull her white panties down using nothing but his teeth; his hands groping her ass but the fabric of her panties phasing right through them.

Left with an impossible choice, Claudia opted to carry the least amount of shame and moved her arms away, leaving her large milky tits to jiggle, bounce, and sway lightly. Her hand held onto the straps of her panties in a desperate move to stop the Haunter, an action he seemed to really enjoy if his chuckling was any indication.

"C'mon, babe, give 'em to me! You have more panties and can buy even more! I only want this one right 'ere!"

The Haunter protested, poking some fun into the matter while his hands massaged her ass and his tongue now started to make her feel pleasure. Claudia didn't like it one bit, she couldn't scream for help, she doubted anyone would help her given how the island seemed to be, but she didn't like what was happening either.

"I-I'm a new resident," she muttered, her face the color of a tomato. "I-I'm still getting u-used to everything in Rinta," she explained, hoping it would be enough to make him stop. It seemed to work as he came to a halt.

"Huh, I kinda figured you were a tourist that lost her bandana," he said, sounding a bit apologetic. Then, a moment later, he resumed his panty-thieving efforts. "Well, better yet! I get to welcome you to Rinta and get a fresh new piece for my collection! Win-Win, wouldn't you agree?"

"No!" Claudia cried out, trying, and failing, to keep her panties where they belonged. Her breasts swaying with every movement either of them took.

"Me neither!"

Time slowed down to a crawl as both Claudia and her assailant froze. Turning to see who had voiced their opinion, they found Johannson in mid-air, a blazing leg stretched behind her.

"SHIT!" Was all the Haunter could say before Johannson kicked him in the face.

"BLAZE KICK!" She shouted, sending the Haunter into a spiral of fire while he screamed. Jojo landed next to a dumbstruck and bright-eyed Claudia, shielding her from any further harm. "Cut the crap, Gael. We both know you're not in pain," she said, crossing her arms.

"How many times do I have to tell you that it does hurt a little and that your fire blinds me!?" Gael, the Haunter, said as he floated in the air, his eyes wide and completely white. "Gaaaahh, I can't see squat!"

"Yeah, yeah, cry me a river, Gael. It'll only last for like a minute, tops. What are you complaining about?"

"Hey, don't hate a guy for trying to have some fun!" Gael replied.

"Well, Gael, she's off-limits until she feels comfortable living here," Johannson pressed on.

"I know, I know! She told me she was new here. I was just trying to make her feel more welcome to our lovely island!" Gael explained. "I mean, do you really expect me to not assault a new hot babe with massive milkers? Come on, I got a collection to expand!" His eyes rapidly returned to normal and blinked a few times. "Jeez, thanks, Jojo, now it's going to take me like two days before I can see colors again!"

"Hey, don't blame me. You suck the cock in front of you, not the one you want," she said, shrugging.

"Yeah, yeah, fuck you too, Jojo. Hey, Claudia, mind handing me your panties?" Gael politely asked while stretching out one of his hands.

"What!? No!" Claudia exclaimed, finally out of her momentary trance. "Why would I ever do that? Give me back my clothes right now, mister!"

"Your clothes?" Gael's eyes widened. "Ohhhhh... fuck," looking down at the pavement, he moved back. "Weeeeell, would you look at the time? Looks like I have to skedaddle!"

The two women could only stare as Gael vanished in front of their eyes. "Why that damn cowardly rat!" Johannson exclaimed before letting out a tired sigh. "Okay, now, where are your clooooohhhhh fuck me," she groaned.

"My clothes...," Claudia dropped to her knees. "My sweater... my big brother gave me that sweater...," she muttered as she stared at the scattered ashes that were once her sweater, dress, and bra; only the metal parts and few tiny patches of scorched clothing remained around the ashes.

"Sorry! Sorry! Sorrysorrysorry! I swear that was a total accident, I just wanted to scare Gael away!" Johannson apologized repeatedly while trying to cheer up her friend. "Oh, that's right! Your luggage! Surely you have more clothes in there, right? Now, where is it?" Looking around, she didn't find anything at first glance, but a funny smell did reach her nose. "Hey, Claudia, do you smell that?" She asked before sniffing a couple of times.

Claudia raised her head and sniffed, too. "Yes, I smell it. What is it?"

"Dunno. But it's coming from over there!"

Johannson pointed victoriously at the source of the smell: a smoldering pile of plastic, burned clothes, and ashes.

"..."

"..."

The two women stared at it for several seconds without saying a word until Johannson, right arm shaking, dared to speak.

"By any chance... is that your luggage, Claudia?" She asked, her voice a whisper.

"...It was..." Claudia replied. "Arceus, Giratina, Xerneas, Yveltal, and every God there is must really, really hate me!" Forgetting that she was only wearing a pair of loose panties, Claudia crawled to the mass of smoking gunk that used to be her luggage. "Nononononono... A-All my clothes and money were in there!"

"...O-Oh..." Jojo muttered. "H-How much was--? You know what? Don't tell me! I'll repay you everything you lost, Claudia! It was my fault... uggggh, this is why I hate fighting! I can't control my power when I fight!"

She then turned to Johannson, ready to yell at her, but when she saw the Blaziken was on the verge of tears over her sake... she couldn't hold her responsible. So, she did the next best thing.

She freaked out.

"NonononononononoNO! NO! NO! Aaaaaarggghhhhhhh!" She screamed, her current nakedness predicament ignored in light of the larger one. She crawled towards the smoldering pile that used to be her luggage and sat on her knees, watching what used to be her clothes and money reduced to slag and ash. "W-What am I going to do now!? I can't pay for food or rent a room now! How am I going to look out for a job!? How will I shower!? And I'm naked!" She spouted, suddenly remembering her clothing issue. "I need new clothes! And... dammit!"

Johannson watched as Claudia punched the ground, tears threatening to spill out of her eyes as untold amounts of emotional pain were about to burst out.

"C-Claudia, I'm so sorry! I swear I didn't mean to do that!" Johannson apologized again. There was no point in trying to get a water type to help them out, her luggage was too far gone already.

Claudia, sniffing but not letting any tear fall down her cheeks, stood up but her now stretched-out panty straps were unfit to hold their own and fell to her knees before she quickly caught them and pulled them up. Now wearing a pseudo thong made out of her panties, she tried to use only one hand to pull at her panties from various angles while her other arms tried to at least cover her pink nipples and areolas.

But no matter how much she tried, pulling her panties with just one hand wasn't working. One side was secured but the other slipped down, threatening to unveil her modesty all the same. Letting out a defeated sigh, she removed the arm that covered the front of her breasts and moved to pick the other strap of her now thong-a-fied panties.

Suddenly, Johannson placed a hand on her shoulder, making the Gardevoir glance at the Blaziken, trying really hard not to glare at her.

"Wait! I can fix this!" Jojo said, smiling.

That declaration made Claudia lose most of her resentment. "You can!?" She asked, ecstatic.

Jojo nodded. "We can work out something later. I think you don't really like being naked right now."

"Not that much!" Claudia hissed.

"Right, right. Exactly what I thought. A few blocks from here is the shopping street. I know just the place to get you some new clothes."

Claudia smiled as she turned to face Johannson. "B-But I don't have any money now..."

"Don't worry. This one's on me, okay? Also... I'll explain on the way there, okay?" Jojo said as she passed an arm over Claudia's shoulders and pointed forward. "Word of advice, don't try to hide your body, Claudia. I know this isn't the best of times to be saying that," she explained quickly as the Gardevoir gave her the stink-eye. "But you're incredibly gorgeous and you're both fit and shaped like a supermodel or a pro dancer," Johannson praised.

Claudia blushed after hearing those words, her lingering resentment evaporating like mist in the early morning. "D-D you really think so, Johannson?"

Jojo nodded. "Oh, absolutely girl. But that's beside the point. If you try to hide your body, that'll only draw you more attention. Walk normally, straight up, proud, and without hesitation. If you can, sway your hips a little. If some guy approaches asking you for a good time, I'll take care of him, okay?"

Claudia nodded and felt her heart flutter slightly. "R-Right... so, shall we go?" With an encouraging tap on her shoulder, the two women began walking down the road. Claudia, blushing fiercely and really trying to walk as she normally would, couldn't help but notice how males and females alike gave her everything between quick glances or longing stares for several seconds while the two of them advanced.

I feel so naked... because I am naked! My ruined panties are the only thing protecting me from being bare! N-No one other than Daniel has ever seen me this unclothed before! She thought with trepidation, but the more she walked, the less ashamed and flighty she felt. Slowly but surely, the weight on her shoulders was lifted and she began to notice a few keen details that had eluded her until then.

They're... everyone is... nodding? She asked herself in disbelief.

"Hot DAMN, look at that Gardevoir next to Jojo! She's smokin' hot, dude!"

"She's got the face of an angel, that's for sure. Even when comparing her to other Gardevoirs, I think she's S-Plus cutie pie material. Man, I fucking sure hope Johannson is giving that babe a tour or something."

"Oh, Arceus is indeed great! I adore Gardevoirs to no end!"

"Yeah, dude, I know. And Lucarios, and Primarinas, and Blazikens, and--"

"Every sexy slut with big tits deserves love, bro! I ain't judging any species!"

They're... praising me? Saying that I'm sexy? They like my body? Claudia's blush intensified, though not out of shame. Her lips spread into a tiny, pleased smile and suddenly her step was less stiff and her hips swayed a bit more, which in turn made her tits bounce ever so slightly and sway in reverse-tandem with her hips. That only got a few guys riled up and they started whistling at her. Some girls also gave their approval by giving her thumb's up or by blowing a kiss at her.

"See? You have nothing to worry about, Claudia," Johannson held her new friend close. A Hitmonchan jogged past them, but not without spanking Claudia's ass in the process.

"Nice ass, babe! Move it more!" The Hitmonchan shouted.

Claudia didn't stop walking and the shame she expected to feel was there, but it was severely diminished in favor of an odd sense of satisfaction that both confused and frightened her. Wanting to keep her mind occupied, she turned to her guide. "Johannson, what were you going to tell me earlier?"

"Oh yeah, that," Jojo rubbed the back of her head as she formulated the words at the tip of her tongue. "Well... this is going to sound super weird for a new resident like yourself. Trust me, every girl either freaks out or gets excited after hearing it. Guys just get excited most of the time."

Claudia sighed and let out a mirthless chuckle. "After losing my luggage, my money, my clothes... my sweater, I don't think there's anything more that can surprise me or bring me down any further, Johannson."

"Don't say I didn't warn you," she chuckled. "Alright, so, money for a girl here in Rinta is more of an option than a necessity. Of course, if we want to buy something from outside Rinta we have to pay with actual gil, so we do make money. But in Rinta we can either use money or use the 'other' form of payment if we're tight on cash."

"Ah," Claudia let out a knowing sigh. "So stores do take credit on a word basis? That's good to know."

"Nooooot eeeexactly," Jojo said, slowly, as she contorted her face to a difficult expression. "You see... oh, perfect example. Do you see those girls over there? The ones sitting outside that small cafe?"

Claudia turned her attention to where Johannson was pointing, easily finding a group of five girls, all of them wearing either bikinis or scanty clothes. "Yes, I do."

"Answer me this, Claudia. Where do you think they carry their money?"

"In their purses, obviously."

"Aha. And where are their purses?"

Not even a second after opening her mouth did Claudia stare more intently at the five girls. Observing them closely, she couldn't find any sort of purse, coin bag, or anything of the like. At most some of them had bills held by their thong straps, but the others carried nothing. "Huh... I don't see any. Also, why are some of them using their thong straps like that? M-Maybe they're holding it between their boobs? I know I use my girls like that plenty of time. One of the blessings of having giant tits, I suppose."

Johannson shook her head as she chuckled. "Most girls carry their money around like that because it's practical. How else are we to carry it? You won't find a single woman wearing a pair of pants in the whole island. Shorts at most but they are pocketless. Same goes for skirts and absolutely no purses or anything like that."

Claudia's expression shifted to one of pure confusion. One that could only let her utter a single word. "Why?"

Johannson blushed but smiled. "Because it's easier and, like, it makes a lot of gals feel powerful and sexy! It's like a small game, you know? Will they run out of money or do they bring it out just in case but pay for what they want in the other way?"

Realization dawned on Claudia. It didn't take a genius to figure out what Johannson was talking about, less so after everything she'd seen so far. "Let me guess. The other method of payment is through sexual services?"

"Yup!" Johannson chirped. "Of course, there is a bit of a system regarding what a girl has to do to get something of equal value. That's one privilege us girls can only enjoy. Guys have to pay every time with money, though they can fuck any girl they want pretty much whenever they want, so it balances out!"

Claudia gulped. "So that means... I'm going to have to do s-sexual stuff... to pay for my new clothes?"

"Clothes. Food. Even paying rent or finding a place to crash for a time. But don't worry, Claudia. I got you covered. Choose whatever you want and I'll pay up... I hope," she finished, muttering the last words. "Hey, you know something funny?"

"What?"

"Your panties kinda look like my thong now!" She chuckled.

To the surprise of both women, Claudia giggled. "I guess they do!" She replied, pulling only slightly tighter on the straps so the wet patch of cloth, thanks to Gael's tongue, could outline her pussy lips for a short moment. After a few minutes of walking, Johannson came to a halt.

"There it is. Rinta's best fashion store: B&B's or Bertram's Boutique," Jojo presented.

"I've got to admit it, Johannson, it does look pretty nice," Claudia said as she examined the exterior of the store. On size alone it couldn't compare with the grand, luxurious stores she'd seen and sometimes visited in the major cities, like Emerald City. But there was something about it that she couldn't quite put her finger on. "It looks so cozy but elegant at the same time!"

"Exactly like Bertram. Come on, let's get you inside," Johannson said as she gently encouraged Claudia to enter the shop.

A bell rang as the door opened and Claudia immediately found herself at odds with the boutique. She couldn't deny that every piece she found was beautiful and fashionable, but she detected a problem. Not wanting to say anything for the moment, she turned to the arriving busty Ninetales wearing a pair of lavender see-through curtain-like straps of cloth that hung from her breasts, covering her erect nipples. Or it would cover them were it not for the aforementioned fact that the cloth was see-through.

Her hourglass figure of the Ninetales was only elevated by her fine fur, her brilliant face, and sparkling, brushed tails. Her crotch was covered by a loincloth made out of the same fabric that 'covered' her breasts, letting everyone see the small metallic stub on her clit.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, to Bertram's Boutique. How may I help you this day, Johannson, welcomed guest?" The Ninetales asked.

"Hello to you, too, Lily. Is Bertram here? I kinda want to speak to him about something important," Johannson said while nudging her head at Claudia.

"I see what the problem is," Lily giggled. "Why don't you take the liberty of browsing through our wares while I go fetch Bertram for you?"

Jojo gave Lily a pair of thumbs up before turning to Claudia. Lily left to go search for her boss while the two friends began a slow browsing through the welcoming store.

Claudia immediately noticed that aside from them, only a few patrons were inspecting the merchandise with the help of other assistants dressed similarly as Lily. Some of them were males but they wore a more formal attire with purple pants, a black vest and a red shirt underneath. But, again, the problem she detected almost right away after entering the shop made itself abundantly clear.

"Uhm, Johannson, is there a section that sells actual clothes? Like dresses, sweaters, or at least shirts?" Claudia asked.

"Sorry, hum, nothing like that is sold in Rinta. If you want something custom-made, you have to talk to Bertram, his staff, or some other tailor. But if you want the really good stuff, you talk to Bertram. He is a genius at what he does," Johannson praised before cupping her breasts, making them jiggle slightly. "In fact, he was the one who made the clothes I'm wearing now."

"Oh, so he's a designer?" Claudia asked, slightly confused. "Also... Bertram... I know I've heard that name somewhere before... but I can't quite place where," shaking her head to toss those trivial thoughts aside, she continued. "But then how come males are using shirts, shorts, and pants?"

"Ooops, my mistake, Claudia. You see, there are stores that exclusively sell clothes for males. And others that sell sexualized versions for women," cupping her breasts more, she continued. "There are two large and bouncing reasons why that is~"

Claudia blushed slightly and pouted. "B-but there must be women in Rinta who dress normally, right?"

"Remember how Lorelei, Ashley, or Lily just now were using? That's normal here in Rinta. I'm a bit of an oddity as I prefer to dress... hard to get~," Jojo licked her beak after she said those last words.

If that's dressing hard to get--! "Hey, Johannson, what about Charlotte?"

"She's an example of the formal female attire most professional and office girls use. Honestly? I don't see the point of dressing in that much clothing," she said, pointing a finger at her Gardevoir friend. "It's so much better to flaunt your body, to feel free, and to captivate the eyes and the attention of those around you, Claudia. There's nothing hotter than knowing you are sexy and that your sexiness is your gift to the rest of the world," Jojo explained, her smile never dropping. "Look at this bikini, for example! It would fit you like a glove, Claudia!"

Claudia recoiled visibly the moment she laid her eyes on the V-string bikini that was little more than thong straps attached to small pieces of cloth that would never cover more than half of her nipples and pussy, leaving everything else exposed.

"How many times have I told you to leave fashion to me, Jojo? May I remind you that it was I who designed and made that outfit you're wearing right now, dear?"

Both girls turned to see a tall, well-built, mature Persian showing only a few wrinkles on his face and some white showing at the tip of his ears. Where Johannson scratched the back of her head, Claudia gawked at the Persian. Her surprise must've been obvious since the Persian that was roughly her same size, maybe slightly taller, raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Aaahhhh~ You must be new to Rinta. My name is Bertram and I see I am not what you were expecting?" He chuckled. "Let me guess, you expected to find some femboy or effeminate fellow with a high-pitched voice, fake eyelashes, painted lips, and dressed like a slut?"

Claudia gulped. While what he had described fit her ideas almost to a key, the truth that she had instead found a suave-talking, polite but direct Persian that dressed with a finer, spotless version of the uniform his male employees wore was not within her expectations. One little detail she did notice, however, was that his forehead gem was cracked in the middle and half of it was white. Her eyes went wide. "Y-You're Bertram Anderson, aren't you? The White Solstice?"

"Well, well, well! It seems I have a connoisseur of true art and fashion visiting me!" Bertram said, shifting from tough, polite, but intimidating to almost giggling with excitement. "What is your name, my dear?"

"Claudia, sir!" Claudia answered, unable to hide her smile.

"Wait, you know him, Claudia?" Johannson asked, surprised.

"When I was in college there wasn't a soul that didn't own or at least know about the White Solstice, one of the greatest designers of all time until... until..." Claudia went quiet, her excitement dying with her words.

"Until the scandals! The garbage vultures!" He replied with visible resentment, but he didn't lose his composure. "All because I wanted to create something more risque; bolder, enticing, sexy! But I was rebuffed. Labeled as a pervert by close-minded bigots," he sighed. "I was on the brink of ruin when I found out about Rinta, my dear. The one place where my talents, vision, and dreams could be fulfilled."

"Whoa, really!? How come you never told anyone else about your past before, Bertram?" Johannson asked, both impressed and confused.

"Because I never look to the past, it distracts me from the present, dear! And there isn't much else to tell. I arrived, I settled down, and I am happier here in Rinta than I ever was pretending to be something I am not," then, he smirked and turned to Claudia, eyeing her for a few moments. When his inspection finished, he turned to Jojo. "Gael?"

"Gael," Johannson sighed. "And then I fucked up, Bertram. I ended up burning my friend's luggage, her clothes, and all of her money... now she's in desperate need of some new clothes to wear."

Friend? We've just met but she's already considering me as a friend? Claudia thought, quietly staring at Johannson.

"Yes, I can see how that's a problem," Bertram agreed. "Hmmm, Claudia, could you please let go of your panties? You won't be needing them anymore. In fact, if you desire, I can get rid of those ugly things for you," pulling out a measuring tape from one of his pockets, he continued without waiting to hear the girl's answer. "Go on, drop them. If I am to find something suitable for you I will need to take your measurements without pesky obstacles."

Humming to herself and at least knowing she was indoors now, Claudia let go of her panties. Bertram then began moving swiftly around her, wrapping his tape around her body at several places like her breasts, hips, waist, and even her shoulders and back. "I can't believe the Bertram Anderson is taking my measurements," she whispered.

"And what lovely ones they are," Bertram replied before draping the tape over his neck and using his hands to lift her breasts using his palms. Claudia let out a tiny moan as she froze in place. "Do try to relax, dear, I need to weigh your gorgeous tits properly."

While Claudia couldn't fathom a reason why he needed to do that, she obliged and tried to relax as much as she could. He hummed a few times before proceeding to grope, squeeze, and knead her juggers for almost a full minute, finishing by pinching her hard nipples and giving them a playful twist.

"By any chance, do you have any preference of clothing? Bikinis, thongs, g-strings, loincloths? I even have pasties at the moment if you feel risque. Although I would need several days of stitching and planning for something fitting and personal that fits you, much like I've done for Jojo, Charlotte, and the lovely miss Cynthia," Bertram offered, finally releasing her tits (albeit reluctantly).

Claudia gulped, trying to mask her slightly uneven breathing and hold back her low moaning. "H-How about a sweater or a large summer dress?"

"..." Bertram fell silent for several long moments before finding his voice again. "By Arceus, you're serious. Dear Claudia, you seem to not know the purpose of my shop. Understandable since you are a new arrival in our lovely town. The purpose of my shop, of my creations, of my life and art is not to hide the beauty of femininity behind stiff, cumbersome clothes. But to bring it out on the surface, to make your body shout: 'I am a female! I am not afraid nor ashamed of my body'. That's why I am here. Please, keep browsing through my selection until you find something of your liking."

Claudia nodded slowly, turning to Johannson with wide, perplexed eyes. "Come here, Claudia. Let's see if we can find a bikini for you, okay?" She heard Johannson propose and then lead her to another aisle where a bunch on equally revealing bikinis, thongs, and more pieces of erotic clothing were waiting for her, but she paid them little attention as her mind was busy replaying old memories buried deep thanks to Bertram's words.

'Hey, you filthy whore, how many guys did you fuck last night with those giant tits of yours?'

'Ugghh, it's Claudia. How can she keep her balance when she has those ugly things strapped to her chest? Her udders are bigger than a Miltank's.'

'Fuck, are those things real? I wonder how much it cost her to get those damn things?'

'He left me because of you, Claudia! My boyfriend broke up with me because he couldn't stop thinking about your fat, ugly things!'

'You are a failure, Claudia. You're a filthy sinner, a corrupted abomination. We tried to guide you on the correct path yet you spat on our face. Get out of our house, wench!'

'Ha! You're all dried up. I really thought you were going to be a big star and I could piggyback nicely. Seems you're only good in the sack, Claudia. Eh, can't complain though. Rocking tits they are!'

Claudia stared at a few bikinis Jojo presented to her without interest while her mind was enraptured by the damn memories of her past. And yet, no matter how loud and hurtful those words and actions that led her to where she stood now, the pain wasn't as strong anymore.

The faces of the people she had met since her arrival flashed before her eyes, their encouraging words, their friendliness, and how she was seen and accepted by those that surrounded her, despite only having met her that day. Finally, Bertram's words. "I am not afraid nor ashamed of my body...," she muttered, her lips cracking into a coy, shy smile. "That sounds... so nice."

"Did you say anything, Claudia?" Johannson asked, turning around holding a blue bikini with heart-shaped holes on the front. "How about this one?"

While Claudia shook her head to clear her mind, Jojo took it as a definite no and moved to search for another piece. With her senses returned to normal, Claudia looked around to see if there was anything remotely acceptable to wear; the fact that she was now completely naked disturbed her less and less by the moment.

"Gggllk!"

A sudden gagging noise caught her attention and she turned her head to see what it was. Unsurprisingly, she found a client on her knees giving one of the male aides a titfuck while a second one was busy facefucking her in the middle of the store. Lily was there, too, but she was grabbing a pair of thongs and taking them away.

"Thank you for your purchase, cunt," one of the aides said, causing the other to chuckle as their effort redoubled.

Looking away from the scene, Claudia found Johannson's wide, strong ass staring back at her. The urge to spank or pinch that lovely red ass suddenly erupted inside her, but she pushed it aside even as she felt her mouth-watering slightly. Bertram said he made her clothes? O-Ohhh, I think he was onto something with what he said, she thought as her heart pumped faster for a moment. Before she could admire some more, Johannson suddenly turned around.

"Hey, Claudia, I think I found something you might like!"