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"Oh, Jojo!" Ana, the Lopunny, greeted waving an arm the moment she saw Johannson approaching.

The two gorgeous women met with a tight embrace and shared a quick kiss before Johannson turned to the not-as-bewildered-anymore Gardevoir.

"Ana, this is my new friend and the newest resident of Rinta, Claudia. Claudia, this is a friend of mine and coworker, Ana. She's also the Sex-Ed teacher for teenager girls almost ready to become adults," Johannson explained.

Before she could say anything, Claudia was suddenly hugged and kissed by the Lopunny. It wasn't sexual in the least and it didn't last more than a couple of seconds, but she found it far more enjoyable than she thought she would. "Charmed! And welcome to Rinta, dear. You know, it is ever so rare to get new residents."

"I'm sorry, is it that uncommon?" Claudia asked, confused. "When I applied for residency, the whole process seemed to be pretty straightforward."

"Ah, it's tricky, let's just say. Not just anyone can become a resident as there are certain qualifications that must be met for both men and women, you see," Ana explained quickly.

I'm pretty sure that big tits and choosing to dress and act like a slut are prime requirements... I wonder if my interviewer knew more about me than I told her? She shook her head. Doesn't matter now, I suppose. Not that I regret my decision, either.

"Anyway, Ana, you're heading to work now?" Jojo asked, putting a hand over Claudia's shoulder.

"Not really. I figured I could help around before nightfall. You know how busy we get whenever a new batch of tourists arrive," she giggled for a moment before sighing dreamily. "I hope I get raped on stage again."

"As long as they pay for the service, unlike that Arcanine asshole last month," Johannson gruffed in exasperation. Then, she turned to Claudia. "Oh, don't be afraid of the R-word here, Claudia. We mostly use it for fun, you know, to have the naughty kind of fun? But true rape is absolutely not tolerated in Rinta."

"I figured that, but thanks, Johannson," and for some reason.... I don't find it as disgusting or terrifying anymore whenever they use it, she thought after answering her red, avian friend.

"And what about you, Jojo? Are you looking for Braig?" Ana asked as the distant sound of a siren and an engine was heard.

"Actually, yes. I'll leave out the details for now, but I need to ask him and Drake if they need any more waitresses or staff, for Claudia, you see," Johannson explained, looking away as she did so.

"Hmmm, I don't know about that, but you should ask them regardless," Ana said before the trolley came into view. "Well, here it comes. Oh, Claudia?"

"Yes?"

"Since this is your first time using the trolley, I recommend that you stick to the handlebars. Getting a seat can be tricky~," Ana sang, playfully winking at the Gardevoir.

Claudia nodded and shot a glance at Johannson, who also nodded at her and offered her a reassuring smile. The trolley arrived a moment later, coming to a slow halt. Some of the passengers stepped down but even then Claudia could see that the trolley was packed. Still, she followed Jojo's and now Ana's lead. She gasped, halting for a moment when she noticed that the driver, a Scizor, was being serviced by a busty Buizel.

The Buizel was busy giving the driver a titjob and blowjob combo, loudly and messily slurping his cock, kissing the tip while working her tits all over the length of his cock. "You boarding or what, sweet ass?" The driver finally asked.

Claudia gulped but followed her friend a moment later. Unable to look away from the scene, she took heart of the advice given to her by the Lopunny and firmly grasped the handlebar closest to her. After her, an Ampharos followed suit wearing nothing but a pair of pasties over her nipples, leaving her large L-cup tits to bounce and sway freely with each of her movements, and a thong that hugged her waist like a second skin.

Thankful that the Ampharos distracted her from the driver's show, she was about to ask what she was looking for as the gorgeous girl was looking around and even stretching her neck out for a better angle, when suddenly a voice called next to her.

"Hey, gorgeous, looking for a seat?"

Claudia turned slightly to see an Arbok wearing a Hawaiian shirt and a loincloth looking at the Ampharos with a seductive, gentle smile.

"Why, yes, thank you!" The Ampharos replied, walking past Claudia thought their breasts pressed and pushed against each other as the available space was limited, though she didn't seem to mind at all. "You're such a gentleman, you know that?"

"I try to be, beautiful," the Arbok replied.

Claudia would've expected the Arbok to stand up and give up his seat, but something at the back of her mind told her that would not happen. Not with everything she'd seen that day. That assumption was proved correct when the Arbok slipped down his loincloth to reveal a painfully hard erection.

Then, to her ever-dwindling capability to feel shocked, the Ampharos turned around to present her ass to the Arbok. The Arbok then grasped her hips and with the use of his tail, moved the thin strap of fabric protecting the Ampharos' modesty. His cock throbbed and it found the entryway to her vaginal folds. With a hard pull and an equally hard shove downward, the Ampharos let out a throaty moan; her tits bounced a couple of times until the long tail of the Arbok wrapped itself in between those bouncing juggers.

"Uuuuhmmmm~ Suuuuch a lovely and comfy seat~ Thank you, handsome," the Ampharos said, leaning back against her newfound seat and kissing his cheek. "It's such a -aaaaahh!- a p-pain to travel standing up."

"Anytime, sweet cheeks. Anytime. Now, shut up and enjoy the ride~" he replied, kissing the back of her head.

Claudia felt her pussy clench against empty air and moist juice starting to flow once more out of her nethers, staining once more her now clean bikini thong. Looking around the trolley, she found that the Arbok and the Ampharos weren't the only ones doing something like that. Almost all of the seats were taken by men that, as the Arbok, graciously offered the girls a place to sit. Of the few girls that were sitting, none of them were alone. Guys were fucking their tits freely or the girls were giving them blowjobs, enjoying getting their mouths busy on their meat sticks.

She also noticed that Ana and Johannson, just a little further down the line, were being groped by the men nearby. That's when she felt a hand groping her left tit, two fingers pinching her nipple; twisting it and pulling at it in what could be described as a polite greeting.

The thought of smacking away the hand of the Tauros crossed her mind, but as the pleasure of his touch spread across her body, she allowed it to continue.

"Nnnngh, yeah... keep sucking on my cock, whore. A-Almost there," the driver said to the busty Buizel sucking lovingly on his phallus.

That caught Claudia's attention again, but she didn't want to show more interest than necessary. She glanced at them from the corner of her vision, watching the Buizel bob her head just as the trolley began to move again. The pleasure of having her nipple played with also coursed through her body, the smell of sex hit her nose, and the many moans of pleasure filled the trolley in full. It all served to make the experience of committing borderline voyeurism on the M-cup titted Buizel all the more exciting. From her vantage point, she saw a scarlet red tube top that covered very little but was tight, maybe a bit too much, but the driver surely appreciated the extra snugness around his shaft. And she couldn't see it clearly, but instead of a thong, the Buizel wore a more conventional bikini bottom similar to the one she was currently wearing, only in the same color as the tube top.

As the trolley moved forth, she stole a glance back at Ana and Jojo and saw them having a murmuring exchange of words. The guys around them were still touching them and one invited Ana to sit on his cock, but she refused the offer for some reason. The guy shrugged and began to stroke his dick whilst kneading the plump ass of the Lopunny.

"Hey, Cori, don't be an ass and turn on the radio!" Someone yelled from the back.

"C-Coming!" Cori, the driver, replied. A moment later, he pressed a button on a nearby panel and the voice of an announcer was heard.

"-dio station of Rinta! I am your host, Hanna, and I'll bring you out the latest hot tunes coming straight from all over the surrounding regions! Emerald! Kanto! Johto! Sapphire! And even from Caldera! I also have in store for you some of our very own composers and musicians in the 'Corner of Rinta' Section of the broadcast. Stay tuned, everyone! And now, the most solicited song of the day by a landslide. You know which one I'm talking about~"

Claudia smiled at the gentle, friendly tone of the hostess; the corners of her lips curling upwards at the mention of the radio and music. The Tauros was having fun playing now with both her tits, but she didn't mind that much. At least not after the music reached her ears.

The beat of the music, the tempo, the rhythm, everything worked to fill her heart, her soul. Lonely, cold nights were averted in her youth thanks to the music, she loved it, it always sparked something within her.

Something that, no matter what, always made her smile and remember that there was always a way to move forward. To hope, to dare, and to stand proud and believe in herself even if no one else did. So as the music continued, she focused more and more on enjoying it in tandem with the sweet caresses of the Tauros touching her. The sounds and even the faint smell of sex became unimportant as she began to tap a stump down, following the rhythm of the song that just so happened to be one of her favorites.

"Are you free tonight? Called from you, now. I'm clad in my favorite musk and my sweet secrets~"

The electric-pop music flowed and the singer's voice, so bubbly, energetic, and filled with eagerness turned on a click inside Claudia.

"I've been waiting... this weekend night! I'll make this night my own with everything I have!"

Claudia closed her eyes and began to follow the beat, lip-syncing the lyrics of the song she'd memorized. "My libido is overflowing. Ah, how I love that urge~. Well then, just watch as my last resort becomes the fast track to success~."

As she moved and enjoyed the music that drowned the moans coming from all around her, a sudden bump of the trolley almost made her lose her rhythm. But she was quick to act and swift of motion. With a quick shift in her center of mass and a swaying of her hips, Claudia used the unfortunate bump to her advantage.

"Oh my!"

"Is she a dancer?"

"Damn girl, she's got moves!"

Claudia, however, didn't hear the voices of those around her, but she did feel the piercing, lustful, attentive eyes of many looking at her. During any other time, she'd be embarrassed beyond belief. But not when she was dancing, even if all she was doing was sway her hips... at least, for the moment~.

"I see the true nature of it all. Let me do as I please~," Claudia continued to lip-sync, although with an increased vigor that matched her movements. The pressure against her breasts was gone in an instant, allowing her LL-cup juggers to bounce and jiggle freely as she moved, matching the rhythm almost instantly to an uncanny degree. She swayed her hips from side to side, always keeping up with the tempo, never missing a beat, and always matching each cord and high note with a pointed, sharp thrust of her hips or even a weak slap to her ass.

The trip wasn't uneventful, however, as the trolley kept swaying and coming across small bumps that would throw even an experienced dancer out of sync, especially in such a reduced space. But not to Claudia. She moved with finesse and elegance that seemed ill-fitted for someone of her proportions. And yet, she never broke her pace even once. More so than that, in fact, she didn't seem to even care about the not-so-steady ride.

"Wow, fuck my ass and pierce my nips, she's amazing."

"Yes, keep moving that sweet ass of yours, you whore. Move your tits more!"

"Jojo... it's like... I'm watching a ballerina."

"...Ana... I'm... I'm as shocked as you are..."

"It seems like I've said more than I needed to! Please shut these sighing lips -with a kiss-~!" The song broke out into an electric flow and Claudia, now fully immersed in the experience, moved alongside it. She made slow turns in place, swaying her hips in rapid intervals; she'd be slow and firm one moment and in the next she'd be quick, energetic, vivid. Her breasts swayed alongside her in equal measure, their sheer volume aiding in her balance and giving her the extra edge she needed to truly dominate every single action she took.

Of course, it wasn't all perfect. Though for the few lucky ones watching her move, it was so much more than merely 'perfect'. Given the limited space and the now more mobile and eccentric and stylish movements of the Gardevoir, it wasn't at all surprising when she slapped and bumped against her fellow passengers. A source of outrage for sure, were she to be hitting them with her hands or if the act itself were to be annoying or painful.

But since she was using her hands for support and balance, she was instead bumping against other passengers' faces with her ass and tits; both of considerable size and softness that buried the receiver's face in between one set of white mounds for a scant moment. And yet, no one tried to smack her ass, steal a grope, or quite simply move her bikini bottom aside and fuck her there and then.

Everyone was mesmerized by her Arceus-blessed dancing.

"I don't care about the future, just look at me right now!" She said a bit louder, enough for others, including Jojo and Ana, to hear her sweet voice. "Let me do as I please~ Come on, hurry, take me along~!"

Suddenly, the trolley came into a hard bump when a random Nidoking, a tourist and already drunk, hit it with his tail. The radio turned off, breaking the spell Claudia was under. Without her motivation, she lost her balance almost instantly, as almost everyone in the trolley did. "Gyyyaaaaahhh!" She screamed as she tried to maintain her balance, but failed to do so. A female Ariados tried to aid her, but all she managed to accomplish was pull at her top, nearly ripping it away and exposing her nipples and areolas.

She ended up stumbling on the Scizor driver, burying his face in between her tits. Luckily, he managed to hit the brakes when the Nidoking hit them, so the trolley came to a full stop seconds later. "FUCK!" He shouted, muffled by her breasts and forcing the Buizel to choke on his cock as he came, filling her throat with his thick baby batter. With his free hand, he squeezed one of Claudia's tits before pushing her back just to be able to breathe again.

"I-I'm so sorry!" Claudia apologized, stammering to her stumps and adjusting her top to regain the laughable modicum of protection it provided.

The Buizel, still choking on the Scizor's cock, tapped on his thighs as if saying that it wasn't her fault. The driver let out a deep groan, bucking his hips to ensure he was properly skullfucking the girl. When he was able to speak again a few seconds later, he said. "Nah, don't worry, babe. Some ASSHOLE-" he shouted out his window at the Nidoking that was now being handled by none other than Tyrone. "-wasn't paying attention. Are you alright, sugar?"

Claudia blushed at being called that, but didn't mind it much. Looking at the Buizel as she was allowed to pull back, the kneeling woman sucked on the driver's cock with hunger and lust, almost as if she was milking his cock with her mouth. When she was done, she gave his tip a kiss and opened her mouth to reveal it was full of cum. It lasted only for a moment before she swallowed it and only then was Claudia worried. "Uhmm... I-I don't have money on me right now. D-Do you accept-"

"Huh?" The Scizor interrupted her, puzzled. Then, he scratched the back of his head as he slowly began to move the trolley again. "You must be new, sugar. The trolley is a Rinta public service. There's no need to pay."

"Then why is she--?" She asked, pointing at the Buizel.

"Why am I sucking his wonderful, musky cock? Simple. I offered to give him some 'stress relief' and he accepted," the charming Buizel replied, ending with a giggle and another kiss. "There's nothing quite like being on your knees getting facefucked or sucking a meaty cock, dear."

"Yeah," the Scizor chuckled. "Besides, sugar, even if I were to ask for payment, I'm just one man. I can't handle the hundreds of sexy sluts that ride the trolley every day, else my balls would be the size of raisins by the end of a single day, ha ha!"

Claudia nodded. "I guess that makes sense," she said whilst internally she smacked herself for being so stupid as to never think of that.

"Although, if I were to charge anything, that little dance of your back there more than paid the price, sugar~," he chuckled, his cock hardening once more. Turning to the Buizel, he continued. "Hey, babe, mind giving me another sucking? Sugar over here did a number on me, if you get my meaning."

The Buizel giggled. "Of course, hot stuff. I'll suck your cock until it runs dry~ Today's my day off and I was looking for a nice stud to fuck my brains out tonight~"

"Damn, babe, it's a date~," then, he turned his attention back to Claudia. "So, yeah. You don't hafta worry about paying me nothing, sugar."

"Thank you!" She replied, relieved. "I-I hope I wasn't too, you know? Whenever I dance I kinda get lost in it," she confessed with blushing cheeks.

He chuckled. "Sugar, just look at 'em and tell me you did a bad thing. Girl, with your skills, you could be a damn nice dancer at some hotel round here -hey, bitch, get to sucking! Ohhhh fuck, yeah, just like thaaaaat- Ah, fuck. Almost missed it! Ehem, Recreational District coming right up!" He announced.

Suddenly, Claudia felt a hand touching her shoulder not a second after the announcement. Turning her head to the side, she found Johannson and Ana looking at her with wide smiles. "Here's our stop, Claudia. Come on! The Black Blaziken is just around the corner."

"This is the Recreational District?" Claudia asked moments after they stepped out of the trolley alongside a few passengers. The Tauros that had sat in front of her bumped against her before smacking her buttcheeks, giving them a firm, hard squeeze. "Eeeep!"

"Your tits are amazing, girl, but damn! Your ass is packing fire! Great moves. I'd love to see you dance for real, haha!" With that said, the Tauros gave her a final playful smack before walking away.

"He seems to have taken a liking to you, dear," Ana said, giggling. "Now, shall we?" Jojo and Claudia nodded, resuming their travel at the same time the trolley chimed and began to move.

Whilst walking through the street, Claudia admired the new district and found that the name was appropriate. There were a few bars here and there that she could see. She also spotted a cinema, a large building brandishing the words "Pet Play Plaza!", and several other establishments offering many types of services. There was even one that caught her eye. "Molestation Central... that's here?"

"Oh, yes," Ana began, offering the Gardevoir a pleasant smile. "I wouldn't enter there just yet if I were you, Claudia. It's incredibly fun and pleasant. Sex is outlawed within certain areas to not break the illusion and thrill of certain places. Molestation Central is one such place."

"But guys molest you, right? I mean, it's in the name," Claudia replied as she recalled a few uncomfortable incidents of her past.

"Well, yeah. But that's the fun of it. Any girl that enters does so willingly. It's so thrilling to get touched, groped, squeezed, and kneaded! And not just the guys, girls also molest each other! And while sex is forbidden, masturbation isn't, tehee~!" Johannson explained, idly caressing her hips and waist.

Claudia shot what at first was a stern scowl at the Central and Pet Play Plaza, but soon her would-be glare softened and instead was replaced with curiosity. Her wandering and sightseeing lasted only until Johannson tapped her on the shoulder. "Huh?"

"We're here, Claudia. That's the Black Blaziken," the Blaziken said before pointing at a rather large building at the other side of the street.

Claudia admired it for several moments, taking in how impressive it was. Not only was it large, but it was three stories tall, and obviously well-maintained just judging from the exterior. It was painted almost entirely black, yet it wasn't edgy nor tacky. The color itself was quite pleasant to look at, which was a good thing since it enhanced the red-scarlet strips of color that formed flames and patterns over the black background.

Other than large neon letters, shut off for now, that spelled 'The Black Blaziken' and a slogan underneath it saying 'Where the drinks are nearly as good as the Gems on stage', the place looked amicable but otherwise unremarkable. "Quite the sight, riiiight?" Johannson said, pressing one of her cheeks against Claudia's face.

Claudia nodded. "It's really big--"

"Honey, that's what we all say~," Ana interjected, teasingly.

"--and not as flashy as other places," the Gardevoir smiled. "I like it."

Jojo grinned, letting go of her friend and ushering her to continue. "Just wait until you see what's inside!"

Claudia and Ana giggled, both women finding Johannson's enthusiasm quite charming. As they approached, Claudia noticed that there was something else outside adorning the fairly large gates leading to the inside of the establishment. A large, blocky statue of sorts. Johannson passed without any issue, so did Ana, but when she tried to go inside, the statue suddenly came to life as she walked past it. Jumping back in a startled fright, Claudia unconsciously prepared a psychic energy ball, not wishing to repeat an incident with a certain perverted Haunter.

The two other women also took notice of it and stepped in front of the statue, patting its ample chest. The statue had a large, large body, thick arms that were nearly as long as his body, and had two stubby legs that didn't seem too effective for other than waddling awkwardly. The only real feature of the statue was the seven orange orbs forming an H on its 'head', giving it a face.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, Rocky. She's with me. She's a new friend of mine," Johannson said, using a hand to invite Claudia to get closer.

Reluctantly, Cladia dispelled her attack and approached until Jojo pulled her to her side. Looking up at the tall... thing, Claudia waved a hand. "H-Hello? Sorry for almost attacking you, Rocky, was it? You kinda startled me there," apprehension turned to confusion when the orange orb that made up his face began to blink randomly.

"Gi-gi-gi. Re-e-e-egi-gi-ree-re-re-roooooock," Rocky replied, the only thing that could be made out of the gibberish sound it somehow produced.

And as soon as that answer ended, Claudia's felt all confusion, anger, and fear fizzle out into nothing as she comprehended just what was in front of her. "A Regirock!? There's a Legendary pokemon here!?" She tried to shout, but her words came out as barely more than whispers that only those around her could hear.

Legendary pokemon were, well, legendary. They were so rare, powerful, and few in numbers that they were universally respected, revered, and either lived in complete seclusion or were important figures in virtually every region and city in the entire world. She had seen most of them, of course, but always through a screen or in promotional posters.

"Awwwww, thank you, Rocky!" Ana exclaimed before pressing herself against Regirock's body, making sure to press her breasts firmly against his rock-solid chest. She then kissed him under one of his lower orbs, causing them to flash erratically.

"Rrrrrrooooo-re-gigigigi-reeeee," Rocky said before stepping aside, collapsing into the shape of the statue Claudia had seen before.

Claudia, staring dumbfounded at what had just happened, asked the moment they made it past the gates. "Why is a Regirock out there!? What is he doing!?"

"Oh, that's just Rocky," Ana replied, blushing a little. "He's our bouncer."

"..." Claudia opened her mouth, but then realized that saying or asking anything else would be pointless, and closed it again.

Noticing her friend's distress, Johannson passed an arm behind her shoulders. "Don't feel bad, Claudia. Rocky has always been a mystery to everyone. He kinda just... showed up one day and has been here ever since."

"That... actually makes me feel less stupid. A legendary pokemon, here... it's my first time seeing one in person," she shuddered. For some reason, Johannson giggled.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure, dear," said the beautiful Lopunny.

Claudia sighed, resigned. Resolving that she wouldn't get anything more than that, she admired the long corridor closely. Just like the exterior, it was painted in black with flame patterns all over the right and left walls, leaving the ceiling and floor completely black. There were several framed pictures showcasing different girls in compromising positions and all of them exuding sexuality.

Looking at them closely, she noticed that all of them had a name plaque underneath it. She was about to ask who they were when she spotted a series of seven spots set aside on a large rainbow frame. Her eyes widened when she recognized not one, nor two, but four of them instantly.

"Sweeping Movements, Vivian - Sapphire. Flowing Water, Ashley - Lapiz. Bouncing Fluff, Ana - Sardonyx. Striking Claws, Johannson 'Jojo' - Scarlet?" Claudia muttered, astonished. "Johannson... what do you do here? What is this place?"

"Darn it!" Jojo slapped her forehead. "I forgot to tell you! Claudia, the Black Blaziken is a Pleasure Palace. Think of it as the spawn of a brothel and a nightclub. Just bigger and better than the other two at what they do," turning to the rainbow-framed section of the wall, pointed proudly at her picture. "That's me! My stage name is Scarlet! Over here are Ana, Ashley, and Vivian. You already met them. There's also Jean, remember the Stockade Competition? She was the doctor in charge of making sure everyone was alright. And Kendra was there, too, participating."

"The Lucario and the Flygon... yes, I remember," and indeed she remembered that shameful episode. "Brilliant Aura, Jean - Pearl. And Luscious Swing, Kendra - Emerald. Wait a moment... Emerald, Pearl, Sapphire? Why is your stage name the only one different, Johannson?"

"We choose it, no other reason than that," Ana interjected as she began to remove her shirt and shorts. The Lopunny slowly took them off, first she removed her shirt. Once it was removed, the white bikini top that put to shame Claudia's natural white skin made the small shirt cumbersome in comparison. The tiniest rectangular bikini top she had ever seen barely managed to cover up her nipples and nothing but. Even so, it was clear the fabric would become partially see-through when wet; a discovery made by the light sheen of sweat that covered her massive, jiggling breasts making it possible for anyone to see her pink nipples in a perfect outline against the fabric.

Her shorts were next. Already quite tiny and something that could be qualified as panties by her standards, Claudia discovered not a bikini bottom nor a thong, but a full-blown g-string. The equally white fabric was little more than thin strips held together by prayer. She could see Ana's pearly clit pressed against the tiny piece of cloth that failed to cover more than half of her pussy, leaving her entrance exposed alongside her tight asshole.

"Aaaaahhhh, much better! These clothes can be so stuffy," Ana said, relieved to be free from her casual set of clothes.

Claudia turned her attention back on the wall and noticed something odd about it. "Hey, Johannson, why is that spot there blank?" She said, pointing at the free spot next to Johannson's picture.

"Oh, that spot belonged to our previous star dancer, Kass. She retired a few months ago, though she still comes once or twice a week. She really loves dancing, but she said it was time for new blood and talent to take the stage," Johannson sighed, smiling. "Plus she loves being a mother and a housewife more, haha!"

"Can you blame her? Drake adores her to no end! You girls are so lucky~ When are you going to retire, Jojo?"

"The day I break a hip, you naggy old hag!" Jojo replied, spanking her friend's ass. "Okay, Claudia, I'm going to talk with Braig. In the meantime, why don't you go to the bar and order a drink? Just say it is on my tab, okay?" She said before opening the doors leading to the lobby proper.

When the trio crossed the doors, Claudia gasped, stunned. "This place is huge!" She exclaimed, awestruck. There were half a dozen private booths on one side, several dozens of tables scattered orderly around the place, a large main dancing square in the middle of the room with an honest to Arceus disco ball hanging from the ceiling. On another side, there were around a dozen pole and dancing platforms surrounded by smaller tables and further in the back, there was a big stage, its purpose unknown to her.

Everything was elegantly decorated with metallic and neon colors that didn't hurt the eyes but worked to make everything stand out by itself. She quickly found the bar, the largest section of the room to the right, manned by a large, well-dressed Typhlosion. Turning around to Johannson, Claudia discovered her friend was already gone alongside Ana, muttering between themselves as they walked to... somewhere she didn't know.

Letting out a nervous sigh, she walked towards the bar since she had nothing better to do. As she approached, she could appreciate the rather handsome Typhlosion more closely. His features were more defined, his body was slim yet fit and slightly on the muscular side. He wore an elegant set of black pants, a red shirt, a metal-black vest, and a red tie. She thought the giant standing a head taller than her didn't notice her approach as he was busy checking some sort of notepad when he suddenly turned to her.

"New blood, eh?" He asked, putting his notepad down. "So, what brings a beautiful lady like you here? Not many Gardevoirs live here on Rinta and I've never seen you before. Newcomer?"

Claudia nodded. "Pardon me for saying this but... your voice is not what I expected. It's so suave and smooth. Also... you'd be correct. I'm a new Resident. I arrived today," Claudia replied, smiling shyly at the Typhlosion.

"Hehe, yes. I get that a lot. I'm probably not like most other Typhlosions, right? Big, dumb, brutes that don't know how to do anything but fight," he chuckled to himself. "Pleased to meet you, Miss. My name is Carlyle, the Black Blaziken's bartender at your service," he said, offering a friendly hand.

Claudia took the invitation and shook hands with him. "Pleased to meet you, too, Carlyle. My name is Claudia and I'm currently waiting for Johannson," she said, smiling meekly.

Carlyle nodded. "Yes, I saw you when you entered. I'm surprised, to be honest. It is not every day that Jojo brings a guest here. Mayhaps you are seeking a job?" He asked before turning around and started to grab bottles here and there, pouring small portions of each into a small metal flask.

"In a sense, yes," Claudia admitted. She had no reason to lie, after all. "I lost my belongings upon my arrival. All I have left are these panties," she said, pulling out the small bag from beneath her tits, then, she hid it again. "Thankfully, Johannson was with me and promised to ask her boyfriend if there was a spot here for me," looking around the vast room again, she smiled. "I thought Johannson was a yoga instructor, a fitness trainer, or something like that. Not a strip dancer."

"Not a strip dancer only, Claudia. Jojo is a dancer, one of the best in Rinta and most likely beyond. But she is a firm believer that her talents are best suited for erotic dances, and by Mew herself, I am glad she thinks that way. Just watching her dance the way she does is enough to make me want to rape her on stage, ahhhhh~," he sighed as if reminiscing on a fond memory. "Here you go, a Glory of Victini for you, Claudia."

Claudia looked at the enticing glass of swirling red, orange, and khaki colors floating around. "I-I'm not much of a drinker."

Carlyle smiled. "I know. This one is mostly sweet with just a hint of alcohol. Perfectly safe for lightweights."

Claudia blinked, confused. "H-How did you know?" She asked, taking the glass and giving it a sip. Her eyes widened instantly before gulping down half of it in one go. "My goodness, it is delicious!"

"Thank you for your kind praise," Carlyle replied before taking a mop and passing it over the counter. "As for how I know you're a lightweight. My dear, I'm a bartender. Every good bartender worth their salt recognizes what kind of drinker a person is just by looking at them. Along with knowing everyone in town, knowing every rumor and gossip running around, and knowing how to use a shotgun."

"A-ha...," Claudia replied, drinking more of her offered drink. "I think I just found my new favorite drink."

"So," Carlyle leaned forth a little. "What brings such stunning beauty to our humble island and even more so to the Black Blaziken?"

Blushing at his sincere praise, Claudia began to tell him an abridged version of the key events that had transpired since her arrival. Carlyle listened closely, letting her talk and only offering a short commentary whenever he felt was necessary. Claudia was reaching the part where they met Lucas and his friend back at the lake when Johannson approached the bar, interrupting her retelling of events.

"Hello, Carlyle. Do you mind if I snatch my friend for a few moments? Braig wants to have a word with her," Jojo said, hugging the Gardevoir from behind and cupping her soft, bouncing breasts.

"Not at all, Jojo. Oh, and tell Braig that I'm okay with his decision," he said and then without uttering another thing, he picked his notepad again and resumed the work he left paused.

Once they were far enough away to avoid being heard, Claudia said. "Carlyle seems to be a very charming, laid-out guy. He's certainly unlike any other Typhlosion I've ever seen."

Jojo giggled. "Yeah, Carlyle is such a sweetheart. He can hear you bitch and moan for hours on end, just as long as he's able to fuck you senseless a few times in return. Also, he's the best damn bartender in all of Rinta. Some of the hotels around him have offered him literal years worth of his earnings here as compensation to come work for them, but he's always refused. I think he just really, really likes the Black Blaziken," she said before shooting a quick glance at the bartender. She spotted him glancing their way so she did the only thing that was appropriate at the moment.

That is to say, she put an extra sway to her hips, slapped her asscheeks strong enough for Carlyle to hear, and then spread them in order to give him a nice view of her stretched-out asshole and pussy; her thong providing minimal cover at best. It lasted for five seconds at most and once she felt that was enough to express her gratitude, she let go and slapped her ass again. All Carlyle did in return was lick his lips and mutter 'Thank you'.

"Such a charmer~," Johannson sighed, turning to see the slightly blushing face of Claudia. "I hope that wasn't too much?"

"I think I'm used to it now," Claudia replied, then she giggled. Actually giggled. "I think Rinta is exactly the place I needed to visit. I feel so much better than I've ever felt in my life before."

Johannson nodded, blushing slightly before nuzzling her new friend. "I think this is the start of a bright and wonderful friendship, girl," before they knew it, they made their way up to the second floor and were now following a sign that spelled 'Braig's Office' in bold red and yellow letters. After a few seconds of walking, the duo stopped in front of a door with only the owner's name on it. "He's waiting for you, Claudia. I'll be down at the bar, okay?"

Claudia nodded and suddenly her anxiety and nervousness returned. That is, until Johannson pulled her into a tight hug that had their breasts pushing against each other and their lips met in a tender, quick kiss. "Johannson?"

"Hey, girl, everything will be fine. Just relax, take a deep breath, and have a chat with Braig, okay? He's a really comprehensive and affectionate guy, you'll be fine, so don't worry!" Kissing her again, she ended the hug. "Do it for me?"

Claudia, blushing, nodded. "O-Okay. Johannson... thank you, for everything. If I don't get a job here, then that's okay, I'll find something to do. But I'd like to count you as one of my friends, if that's okay with you?"

Jojo giggled. "Sweet Buns, after we left Lugia's Crest, we're practically besties now!" Turning Claudia to face the door, she smacked her ass. "Now, go get 'im, girl!"

With the sudden burst of confidence she gained, Claudia watched as her friend walked back from where they came, leaving her alone. Nodding to herself, she grabbed the handle of the door and opened it. Upon entering it, she discovered a rather luxurious office, but in no way pedantic. She spotted a shelf filled with all sorts of wines, a minibar next to it. On the other side of the ample office was a small platform with a dancing pole installed on it, ready for use. There was also a rack filled with bottles of lube, condoms, and an open closet next to it where she could see several types of thongs, g-strings, and outfits perfectly organized.

Then there was a small table for up to six people that was already occupied by two individuals, a handsome 'bad boy looking Charizard with a bit of a chubby belly (but then again, what Charizard didn't have a belly like that?), but the rest was fit and in perfect shape. Sitting on his lap was a drop-dead gorgeous Charmeleon girl just a couple of years younger than herself.

The Charizard and the Charmeleon were rather cozy with each other, cuddling up and enjoying the time they were spending together in relative calm and silence. They were also kissing slowly, passionately. She could see their tongues coiling around the other, see their lips interlock and separate performing a dance that only they knew how to follow.

For a moment, Claudia felt a pang of envy, anger, and jealousy. I wonder what a kiss like that feels like? They clearly care for one another... I'm no Bellosom, but even I can see the love between those two... every kiss Daniel ever gave me was so forceful, so angry and dominant. Yeah, it felt good... but I'm a woman, dammit, I like sappy romance too, she thought and soon took notice of how transfixed she'd become to the sight of the two lovers exchanging saliva.

The Charmeleon took notice of her presence, too, and broke the kiss. "Someone's watching us," she said in a sweet voice that Claudia could've sworn was laced in honey.

The Charizard turned his attention towards the Gardevoir and smiled, blushing slightly as he stood up along with the Charmeleon. "Ooops, sorry, didn't see you there, beautiful."

"No no, it's fine. I'm here seeking a job, after all. It would be rude of me to interrupt you, Mister Braig," she said, bowing her head slightly. But now that the two were standing before her, she could analyze them a bit more.

The Charizard, Braig, was wearing a pair of blue denim pants, a black shirt that hugged his chest and did a good job of masquerading his belly while at the same time bringing out his muscles more. He also wore a military-styled open jacket with many pockets scattered over it, a pair of fingerless gloves covered his hands, and a pair of sunglasses covered his eyes.

Meanwhile, the Charmeleon was wearing a red g-string that contrasted against her white underbelly, the straps hugging her wide, egg-laying hips to perfection and to the point that it was impossible to tell apart the strap of fabric from her red, shiny skin. She was also wearing a white shirt that, in sharp contrast to almost every other she'd seen thus far, covered her jiggling M-cup breasts, although she could still see her erect nipples pressing against the tight-fitting fabric of the shirt, threatening to pierce it at any moment.

Across her breasts and printed on the shirt the words 'Daddy's Girl' were present in pure black. Above her breasts, she found her last piece of clothing, a simple white choker and nothing more. Looking up closely to the rest of her figure, Claudia had to admit that she was impressed.

Incredible, she's built like a supermodel. Her hips are wide yet slim, her legs are long and slender, but I can see the muscles underneath her skin from here! She's got curves and meat in all the right places and her tits are already so big and she's still not done growing, I think? How old is she, eighteen, nineteen? Claudia pondered such questions until Braig chuckled.

"You think I'm Braig? Nah, I'm ten times more handsome than that fiery chicken," crossing his arms and glancing at the large desk near the largest window in the room, he chuckled.

"Oh... I'm sorry!" Claudia bowed again, apologizing. "I thought you were Mister Braig, Johannson's boyfriend and owner of this, uhhmmm, w-what exactly is the Black Blaziken, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Brothel, Night Club, Bar. Call it whatever you feel like, babe," the Charmeleon said, offering a friendly wave and smile; her voice matching her friendly disposition.

"And 'Owner' is a bit of a loose term," the Charizard chuckled as he stepped closer to Claudia.

The Gardevoir froze instantly, but not because of fear. She could feel his gaze examining her body as he approached her, ever closer. As soon as the sensation began, it stopped and the Charizard was in front of her with a hand extended to her, likewise the Charmeleon imitated him.

"Pleased to meet you, gorgeous. Name's Drake Russ. I make sure the entertainment is always up to snuff in the Black Blaziken and make sure that our name is well known and spread about. A task I have single-handedly managed to complete, might I add?" He said with no small amount of smugness in his voice.

Taking his hand, she shook it and smiled back. "Likewise, Mister Drake. My name is-"

"Claudia. We know. Johannson and Ana didn't shut up about you since the moment they entered the room," The Charmeleon interrupted, giggling. "Hi, Claudia. My name is Vicky. Vicky Russ."

"Ah," Claudia nodded. "Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Russ."

"PFFFTTTT! HA!" Vicky had to look away to avoid snorted fire all over Claudia's face after hearing her words. "Oh, honey, you need to loosen up if you're going to live here in Rinta! Leave formality for the tourists! But, really, Mrs.? Noooo! That's my mom, Kass Russ!"

"Oh! My apologies! It's just that I assumed that you were married because-" suddenly, Claudia's mind went into full overdrive, connecting the dots in her mind. She stared at Drake and Vicky for several moments until she raised a shaky hand, pointing at them. "B-B-But... you were kissing... making out... h-how?"

"Yup!" Vicky said proudly, hugging Drake and planting a kiss on his cheeks while he smiled. "He's my Daddy~"

"Stepfather, actually," Drake clarified, chuckling. "It's a long and complicated story that I would be delighted to share with you another time, Claudia," he raised an eyebrow while lifting his glasses to reveal a set of blue eyes. "I hope that our relationship is not an issue?"

Claudia gulped. "W-Well... it's not... i-incest... so... I suppose it's... uhmmm," she hummed, not knowing what to say anymore in that situation. What could she even say?

"And I don't care what a piece of paper says. You're my dad and that's final," said a pouting Vicky.

"I'm literally only ten years older than you, Vicky," Drake replied, smirking.

"And mom's eight years older than you, dad. Your argument is invalid, bleh," she protested, sticking her tongue out at the end.

Drake sighed in a way that Claudia had only seen been done in her secret stash of cheesy, romantic movies. "And what a wonderful eight years have been since we married," shaking his head and putting his glasses down, he patted Claudia's shoulder. "Don't be so shaken by the idea of incest in Rinta, gorgeous. It's perfectly acceptable as long as everyone is responsible~," he teased before wrapping an arm across his daughter's waist and pulled her in closer to him. "You're exactly what I've been looking for, Claudia."

Claudia blinked, confused and astonished at the same time. "I... I am?"

"Certainly," Drake let go of her shoulder and proceeded to the exit with Vicky glued to his side. "She's all yours, Braig. Hey, honey, want to continue our cuddling session downstairs?"

"I'd rather give your cock some love now, Daddy~ He's sooooo hard and is throbbing so much~," Vicky replied as the door opened.

"Now now, Vicky, remember we promised Kass to wait until--" as soon as the door closed, all sound disappeared.

Claudia, once more nervous and conflicted, remembered her promise to Johannson and her soft beak, so similar to lips yet different at the same time. She remembered her smell, her touch, her warmth; her smile, her bravado, and her support. Also, for a moment, she also remembered Richard's face, his smile, his politeness and charming personality, how worried he was for her sake despite being complete strangers. It was more than enough to fill her with resolve, setting aside all doubts and fear.

"Mister Braig?" She called out, walking closer to the big desk.

"Please, Claudia, just call me Braig. You don't need to be so formal or be formal at all," a baritone, strong, kind voice reached her ears before the armchair turned around to reveal a Blaziken sitting on it as he sipped some wine. "After what my Johannson told me about you, I'd like if we could become friends, too."

Claudia froze where she stood, her eyes widening at the sight of the Blaziken. The black Blaziken. His red color was replaced with a deep black while his khaki hair (and presumably his yellow legs) was of an intense red, almost vibrant magenta, giving him an air of class and stature that she'd never seen before. She noticed that he was wearing a similar outfit to Carlyle's but more elegant and simple at the same time. He wore a vest but left most of his chest exposed.

Probably to flaunt those gorgeous flame patterns, Claudia thought while she admired the Blaziken. She couldn't see it well, but she was sure he was wearing business pants and his hands were covered by a pair of fingerless gloves. And to top it all off, his eyes were of an intense shade of purple that were piercing like harpoons or scanners. She could feel his gaze all over her body, a sensation she was increasingly starting to enjoy.

"You're a hybrid!" She blurted out before covering her mouth. "S-Sorry..."

Braig chuckled before sipping more of his wine. "Don't be. That's by far the most common reaction. I'm guessing now you understand the choice in colors and the name of this fine establishment?" He joked. "Come closer, Claudia."

Claudia gulped and felt a bit nervous. It wasn't an invitation or a suggestion, but a command. She had only obeyed the commands of Daniel before, but Braig's tone wasn't overbearing or demanding, but rather it was gentle, soft, in a sense. Well, I'm here already, she thought before stepping closer to the desk.

"Take a seat," Braig commanded and Claudia obeyed, sitting across his desk in front of him. "Claudia, I'll cut straight to the case if that's okay with you," not waiting for the Gardevoir to answer, he drank the rest of his wine. "Johannson is my girlfriend and I trust her with my life. She wouldn't vouch for anyone just because she felt like she owed a debt. From what she told me, you two struck a chord and found yourselves starting a lasting friendship. That is impressive enough for me. But then Ana also vouched for you with the same passion as my Jojo did," leaning back to take a big breath after which, he continued. "For their sake, I am willing to give you, a new Resident and a newcomer to our beloved Rinta, a chance."

Claudia smiled widely. "Oh, thank you, thank you! I promise I'll be a great waitress, Mis--err, Braig! I-I've never done it before, but I'm a fast learner! A thousand times, thank you!" She was ready to jump out of her seat when Braig raised a hand, interrupting her. Taking a moment to collect herself, she waited to hear what her new boss had to say.

"Not quite that, my dear," Braig lowered his hand. "We're not currently hiring any new waitresses or maids if you want to get technical about it. I'm certain Jojo mentioned something similar?"

Claudia, confused and feeling her hopes crumbling little by little, nodded. "S-She did mention something like that...," she replied while remembering her conversations with the sexy Blaziken throughout the day. "I don't understand... if you're not hiring new staff, how are you giving me a chance?"

"I never said we weren't hiring new staff, now did I? I said we had no spots open for maids and other menial jobs," he chuckled. "We do have one vacant spot that we need to fill yesterday," he finished with a defeated sigh. "That's one of the drawbacks of living in a small town, Claudia. Talent is such a commodity. Specific talent, at that," smirking, he pointed a finger at her. "One that you may be able to cover if Jojo and Ana are correct. Are they?"

"...I have no idea what you're talking about, Braig..." Claudia replied, her mind desperately trying to find any explanation to his words. Just what in the world had Johannson and Ana told him about her?

"You don't need to be aloof or modest about it, Claudia," smiling, Braig pointed at his dancing pole. "We need a new dancer, Claudia. And not just any kind of dancer, mind you. We need a talented one. One that will fill the gap in our main attraction: The Seven Star Dancers."

"D-Dancer!?" Claudia gasped, unable to hide her surprise and eagerness. "You're telling me that you're willing to make me a dancer here!?"

"It's a big risk letting a stranger have that chance, but if Jojo and Ana are correct, you may have the talent that's needed to fill our vacant spot in bucket loads. After all, we can't have Seven Star Dancers if one is missing, right?" He chuckled to himself.

"Wait... you're saying that you're offering me a spot as a premier dancer?" Claudia asked with noticeable incredulity. "But... But I can't! What about your other dancers? If the portraits were anything to go by, you must have a lot of dancers under your employment for a place this big," she pointed out even as the tone of incredulity never left her voice. "I can't simply take away the chance for one of them to step into the light!"

"True," Braig admitted. "All of them are great dancers, fantastic I say. But what if I told you that I offered all the possible candidates at my disposal and none accepted to even try to fill in Kass' spot? No. What makes my employees so good is that they know their capabilities and their limitations," getting a bit more serious, he served himself another glass of wine. "Jojo swears you have the talent for it; a claim she doesn't make lightly, might I add. And you seem to have the drive, figure, and aura of a dancer in you. It is I who will judge if you have what it takes to dance," humming for a moment and taking his refilled glass close to his nostrils to smell it before taking a sip, he asked. "Which remains me, what is your experience?"

Lowering her head, still processing everything that was happening, she replied. "Not that much... I studied at the White Swan Academy, graduated top of my class, and got several minor roles in musicals and theatre plays. That... didn't turn out the way I expected," she sighed. "But then I got a really nice job at a dance club center as a floor instructor and show dancer until... until I wasn't and I decided to move here, to Rinta."

"Oh?" Braig raised an eyebrow. "So you're not a one-trick Ponyta, eh?"

Claudia frowned and actually glared at him for a moment. "You can insult my body, my choices, my life, everything about me, but never insult my love for dancing and art," catching herself after her fleeting moment of anger, she bowed her head once more. "S-Sorry! I just... it's been a long day..."

"HAHA!" Braig smacked his desk, his smile shining with amusement. "Perfect! You've got some attitude in you, too! I apologize for that, but I had to be sure your love was genuine. So, tell me, what can you do?"

Claudia blinked, then smiled. "I can dance anything from classical to pop to metal and all the way to electro. My favorite genres are K-pop, Freestyle, and Choreographic."

"Aren't you a bag full of surprises?" He chuckled. Taking a big sip out of his wine, Braig pointed at the dance pole once more. "Then show me, dear. As you may have guessed given the nature of the Black Blaziken, do something sexy, saucy, sexual, and sensual. If you're going to be a dancer here you need to show your goods to the public. Make them desire you, make them drool at the mere sight of your luscious body, send them home with nothing but the desire to pin you down and fuck you until you can no longer walk~," he smirked. "Show me a good time, slut."

No later had he finished the sentence Claudia was already heading towards the pole. Stepping onto the platform proved simple enough... right until she turned around to face Braig. His gaze was piercing and cut deep into her soul, but there was also a spark of encouragement in his eyes. Grabbing the pole and taking a big breath, she was ready to begin her dance. But she couldn't decide on a song to play in her head to help her guide her movements and ignite her fire.

"Do you need musical assistance?" Asked Braig not unkindly. Blushing a little, Claudia nodded. "Anything special in mind?"

Thinking about her available options that would fit what Braig had asked of her to do, she narrowed it down quickly in her mind and soon found a song that fit the bill perfectly. "Hmmm... I don't know if you've ever heard of it, but Me&You by--"

"EXID, right?" Braig interrupted her. "We may be a small vocational island with a small hometown, Claudia, but Drake and I take pride in keeping the best club and dancing music available for our clients and our dancers," pressing a few buttons on a console resting on his desk, the room was filled with the intro to the song and immediately paused. "Whenever you are ready, slut."

Claudia nodded and closed her eyes as she mentally prepared for the ordeal, her routine already selected in her mind, her body suddenly became lighter, and her muscles flowed like water. "Ready," she said, steeling her resolve for what was to come.

Then, the music came back to life and with it, the spark inside of her was ignited once more. It was time to show her new employer what she could do.

The rhythm and flow of the song sparked inside her chest not even a second after it reached her ears. A moment of hesitation, a fraction of a second of doubt and fear... and then she unleashed her inner self. Unlike her little impromptu dance during the trolley, Claudia was now focused and, more importantly, she had a purpose and goal to fulfill. The faces of Johannson and the tender smile of Richard crossed her mind as she began to move.

From behind his desk, Braig watched with rapt attention. He was expecting great talent and a show from all the praise and reassuring Ana and his Jojo made about his possible newest Star Dancer. "Oh my...," he muttered to himself, setting aside his glass of wine as his eyes grew wide and his beak gawked.

How is she doing that!? He thought to himself, impressed. Her movements are so sharp, so precise! But so emotive and full of purpose. Her balance is on-point and she uses the volume of her breasts to her advantage like a true pro. He analyzed while watching Claudia perform a fairly standard but still hot routine. All the elements he had asked for were there. She constantly moved around the pole putting emphasis to her hips and breasts, she moved her belly in enticing, alluring ways that made her entire body seem like a band of flexible rubber rather than flesh and blood.

With each second that passed, Braig grew more impressed. Sharp movements that are smooth, precise but also elegant and poise... Jojo was right, Claudia is a natural-born dancer with boundless talent. She will fill in the spot nicely... if she can dance-- Braig didn't have time to finish up his sentence when Claudia, still maintaining a perfect rhythm and in tempo with the song, took a firm grasp of the pole and began to dance-walk around it, always making sure to show her enticing assets to him.

Claudia combined slow, sexy movements required to show off her body with the rapid, energetic song she had chosen. It was a task that many dancers didn't know how to overcome. After all, how could they combine two fundamentally opposing concepts? But to her, it was something almost trivial and she made it work. She never remained idle for too long but her movements weren't blurs either. She moved as if watching a high-quality video sped up just enough to catch every detail and be marveled by what was being shown.

The final part of the song was approaching, however, and she had the perfect idea on how to end it all. Her shame was forgotten and she embraced the joy of dancing and the newfound freedom she'd been experiencing all day. Even if I fail, I'm happy that I have a place where I can dance and fellow dancers to talk to! She thought before raising her right leg up and high until it reached past her head. Then, she spun around using the pole and used a psychic blast to launch herself half a meter into the air.

Before she began to fall, she wrapped her right leg around the pole. With the sudden shift of her center of gravity, she started to spin faster while she turned upside down. Her descent was slow while at the same time she undid her bikini top, blushing brightly while she did so, and then threw it at Braig. It landed on his desk, right in front of him. As the music ended, she approached the ground and just as she was about to hit the base, she gracefully used her hands to balance herself upright for a moment, spin on herself, and then land performing a perfect split, her pussy blocked from sight only by the thickness of the pole.

The speakers went silent half a second later.