Pokemon Research [Azecreth & Rosina]

Well, the fact that even the few suggestions he had did not go anywhere was not a particularly good sign, as far as Nathan was concerned. He had at least made the effort, but if she couldn't help with that then he wasn't sure what he wanted that she would consider acceptable. She'd probably try to punch him in the face if he suggested sex from her after what had just happened.

At least he could feel good about her inability to come up with a viable option as well. If she had one then she would have undoubtedly mentioned it by now. Right? So he wasn't the only one to have that kind of problem.

He shot her a skeptical look as she expressed her main worry. If that was what she was concerned about then it seemed like something that was easily handled. Maybe she was just too worked up to really consider it. Fishing through his pocket, he held up a device for her to look at. "You could always just give me your phone number," he pointed out with a gesture to the device in question. "That way we can keep in touch, and if we're ever in the same area again we can meet up. That way you don't have to worry about me dropping in out of the blue to call in a favor once you're a rich and famous researcher."
 
Scarlett just stared at Nathan, lost in her own thoughts as she tried think up a reward. Naturally, being a sheltered child of a professor, she thought to all the books she had read in her lifetime. Of course most of the reading she had done was research -she wanted to become the next big professoress ever since she knew her own name - but she had also done plenty of reading for pleasure. 'He just saved the princess...' She grasped from fantasy books that told of a hero's journey, 'So why didn't he ask for a kiss?' When she realized what she just thought her face would flush with a fresh bright pink blush at the thought of her first kiss. '...Usually the princess just gives it to him, a loving reward for his devotion...' Apparently both the boy and her were caught on the same concept of physical affection, although a kiss was much less than what he actually desired.

When the trainer spoke again it snapped Scarlett out of her princess and loyal knight fantasies, her bold blue eyes falling on him bashfully as he no doubt would notice her sudden shyness as it glowed on her face.
"Hehe~... Yeah of course. That makes way more sense than anything I was thinking off." She backtracked sheepishly before reaching forward and taking his device in her dainty grasp, peering over it and entering the number associated with her custom Pokedex before handing it back.
"Well I guess I'll... See you later then Nathan?"
 
With no idea what Scarlett of thinking of, whether it be Princesses or Pokemon, Nathan handed over the phone as she agreed so she could put her contact information into it. He merely assumed that she didn't have anything better in mind, or she would have said it. But this was alright. If he was lucky then they would meet some time in the future, hopefully.

"See you later," he agreed with a nod, rising to his feet at the same time. He would take a moment to check his phone and make sure that the number she had put into it saved before returning it to his pocket. Nathan then shot her a wave before heading off towards where they had come from at a calm walk. He still wanted to catch a Pokemon after all, and he wasn't going to do that in town.

That left Scarlett on her own, to decide what to do. The smart decision would be to head back to town, though how willing she was to do that in her state was harder to determine. The best way would be to draw little attention to herself as possible, at least until she had gotten a shower. Ultimately there were plenty of things she could choose to do, the question was what her mind would decide was an acceptable option to go through with.
 
Scarlett's dirty fingers clacked gently on his phone, still messy from nearly being rutted in the dirt by a Nidorino, leaving a bit of dirt on his screen as she quickly put her contact details in it before handing it back. The recovering researcheress glanced up at the boy with her bold blue eyes as he stood above her, but didn't make an effort to get up just yet, she wanted to stay here and rest a while longer. The girl returned Nathans' wave with only a slight stumble, proving that she had gotten back the majority of her faculties, before watching him disappear back into the woods to no doubt find some of the Pokemon her near rape prevented him from catching earlier.

The moment the boy was out of view the girl instantly sent one of her dainty hands beneath her miniskirt and hesitantly toward her aggravated, cute, pink pussy where her favorite pair of panties was lodged quite roughly in her sex and soaked with a mix of Nidorinio's and her own precum. Slowly she gripped the ripped fabric and pulled, her labia spreading hungrily as she finally yanked her panties out of her, her countenance flushing with an intense pink blush as she did so before she pulled the mass of panties out from under her skirt and eyes with with a mix of humiliation and sadness.
"These were my favorite pair!" She let out somberly as she stared down at them, clearly ruined beyond repair. After mourning them for what was an embarrassingly long moment for a simple pair of panties she slid them into one of the many pouches crisscrossing her form leaving her virgin cunt and tight, untouched asshole completely vulnerable to the open air.

Suddenly a grin grew on her face as she realized that she had made a great discovery, even if it was nearly at the risk of her hymen. The researcheress quickly yanked out her modified Pokedex and set to making an entry for Nidorino, Pokemon #032, detailing how it sexually reproduced: how it's cock was long, tapered and ribbed with many bumps along the base likely meant to give pleasure to the receiver and was strong enough to rip right through small barriers--though she didn't mention that the small barrier in question was her own panties; the measurements of said cock to an embarrassing degree of accuracy considering she had only stared at it; how when it wanted to mate it would inject it's victim with a non-lethal dose of poison that left them paralyzed enough to fuck without resistance; and how it's precum seemed to be, and serve a similar purpose to, human precum.
 
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It was either a sign of naivete, or an incredible will that allowed Scarlett to look past the trauma of her near encounter and instead write down information in her notes about her area of study. She had learned a lot after all, even if the method had been less than agreeable. But with how recent it had been, no one would hold it against her for having other things on her mind. If this was the sort of attitude that she could maintain in her career, then she was set for success.

For now her writing would go without interruption. The sun moved through the sky on its sow journey, the sounds of other Pokemon such as Pidgeys rang in the distance. At least there was nothing to bother her in the time that it took to complete her notes and recollect all the details of what had happened. But soon she would, and the time would come to get on the move once again. If she wanted to do more research it at least sounded like some other Pokemon were nearby. Whether she thought any of them were interesting enough to investigate at this moment was another question entirely.
 
There was certainly an abundance of naivete in Scarlett but in reality her devotion to her research was far too ardent for her to be anything but elated at her breakthrough, even if it was at the cost of a pair of panties she held with particular sentimentality; this was Scarlett's chance to step out from her father's impressive shadow, to prove that she too was an amazing researcheress that could uncover the deepest secrets of the Pokemon condition even in a time where nearly all of their traits had already been thoroughly documented. Few had ever even observed a Pokemon mating before, let alone try to rape a human female, this was her chance to make history! Even if she was made aware that this quantum discovery would be at the cost of intense embarrassment in front of at least one boy, and the loss of her most intimate article of clothing, she most certainly would have still made the choice.

As Scarlett recorded her sexual encounter, even under the pretense of a scientific entry, she couldn't help the influence that recalling every detail of the Nidorino's tapered cock might have on her mind. Her face lit back up with an even brighter pink blush as she scrutinized her memory of the encounter, a simmering lust rekindling in her loins as her barely hidden, cute, pink pussy got wet with arousal and the sweet scent of her juices once again danced in the air around her. As she finished her entry she gave it one last coy skim before sliding the modified Pokedex back into it's pouch and finally pulling herself up to her feet. Once she was up she glanced down at herself with her bold blue eyes: her backside was completely covered in mud all the way from the backs of her luscious thighs, up her skimpy miniskirt, past her blouse, and to the back of her head where it clumped in her otherwise brilliant red hair. Beneath her skirt there were also lines of glistening Nidorino pre that ran up her smooth, milky-white inner thighs and pointed right at her slick slit putting on an alluring display for anything that might have the privileged to notice.

"I can't go into town looking like this..." She whispered under her breath bashfully, "and there is no way I could walk all the way back home and take a shower!" She continued. 'M-Maybe I can find somewhere to clean my clothes out here...?' She thought to herself amateurly. There was still time enough left in the day, and there was always a chance to find more valuable research -- though preferably without the same degree of risk -- so she quickly made her way back into the forest in search of running water that she might use to clean herself.
 
Scarlett had made her decision and quickly set off. After all, returning to town while looking like this would have drawn quite a few stares. Even if no one knew what had happened, being in such a dirty state tended to attract attention. In the interest of avoiding questions, she set off for some water that she could use to freshen up and give a passable impression of a professor in training.

Fortunately water was not that difficult to find, and she managed to find some fairly rapidly after beginning her search. It had been about a half hour since she left Nathan behind when she finally found what she was looking for. It was a small pond, fed into by a small bubbling brook. The water was nice and clear, and the bottom was not rough enough to be a danger to her feet. As for the temperature, well, it was cold without being of the sort that would chill you to the bone. It was the perfect place to get clean when one was dirty. it might even be good enough to drink from.

Having found it, there was nothing to stop Scarlett from fulfilling her desires. There were certainly worse options, if for some odd reason she felt like continuing her search.
 
"Oh!" Scarlett let out cheerfully as her gorgeous blue eyes caught sight of the cute little pond being fed by it's eager little brook, before padding over to it's edge with her dirty red boots and taking a better look around, gazing about to see if this was a good place to stage her little impromptu cleaning. After her quick visual inspection she found this to almost be the perfect place, even letting out a buoyant,
"Perfect!" Despite her approval the pond certainly wasn't secluded enough for the muddy researcheress to feel comfortable stripping nude and taking a proper bath, especially with the threat of an frisky Nidorino somewhere too close for comfort that would love for nothing more than to pump her full of Poke jizz -- for a reason she was completely oblivious to -- so she just settled for stripping off all her vials and pouches, slipping out of her knee-high boots one at a time, and peeling off her long red socks revealing her dainty, naked feet to the open air before making her way to a tree far enough from the pond to make sure they wouldn't get wet, bending over at the waist and revealing her cunt and asshole to the world for just a moment, and setting the pile of apparel under it's shade.

Now that she was as naked as she felt comfortable being, perhaps less than comfortable due to her lack of panties, she skipped her way back to the edge of the pond and dipped the tip of her toe into it's cold, wet embrace.
"Oh!" She squeaked out cutely from the sudden shift in temperature, before fleeing back a few steps timidly. Then, after taking a short moment to prepare herself she launched forward and leaped into the pond with a playful,
"Woo!" Clearly not caring if anyone, or anything, found her since she decided not to skinny dip, not that a layer of clothes was enough to stop her last attempted rapist.

By the time the cheery redhead surfaced from her dive into the pond her system had been successfully shocked into acclimatization with the cool water, and she breached its surface with a warm smile on her sweet lips. The water unsurprisingly soaked her blouse making it ever so slightly translucent as her nipples, instantly hard from the cold, pierced through them visibly. Similarly, her miniskirt was soaked, though it didn't become at all see-through, floating an inch or two above her luscious thighs displaying her virgin holes clearly to any creature that might reside in the waters, and coming temptingly close to showing them off to anything that might be peering down at her through the surface of the crystal clear waters. Just the dive alone did wonders in removing all the mud staining her, most of it that remained being clumped in her long, slightly curled locks.
 
The cold water was just what was needed to soothe the spirit, as Scarlett eventually worked past her initial trepidation to begin cleaning herself off. She wasn't fully nude, but what she still wore was not of much use in the situation that she was putting it into. Anyone present would have been treated to quite the show as she almost showed off her lower half, and did a good job in showing off her nipples in the process.

Yet for whatever stroke of luck she had earned this time, nothing came across her, or was taking the opportunity to peep at her from below. Nothing of meaningful size at least, since if this had any legitimate Pokemon in it she had probably scared them off by diving into the water like she did.

Of course something did happen soon enough. At first it was rustling in the bushes. Then brown ears popped up. A Furret had stumbled across the scene, and quickly walked over to begin sniffing at and otherwise examining the clothing that she had left underneath the tree when she had gone for her swim. Would she even notice with what she was currently pre-occupied with? At least there was nothing it could run away with that would leave her exposed, as could have been the case if she was less careful. Right?
 
"Ohhhhhhh~<3" Scarlett moaned out as the refreshingly cool pond soaked every crevice of her being, washing away all the stresses of her first day attempting to research, attempting to survive without the direct guidance of her father, and leaving her enthusiastic about what findings she might make in the future. After a short moment of just relaxing and truly enjoying her supposed break from the grind, she finally began cleaning herself with a purpose. Her dainty hands reaching back into the long mass of flowing red hair drifting through the crystal waters and setting to the task of washing out all the dirt that had clumped into it in places. Once she was done with that she worked her way down to massaging the remnants of mud out of the back of her petite neck, then on to the back of her blouse, then to the back of her floating miniskirt, before finally rubbing off the last of the mud on the backs of her luscious thighs. Once she had finished with that she even took the time to scrub her milky-white inner thighs free of any Nidorino pre, a soft pink blush growing on her pristine countenance all the while as she did.
"Wow, this is awesome, I need to take baths out in the forest more often~" She let out cheerfully, all but forgetting how public her cleaning really was.

The researcheress was completely oblivious to the rustling in the bushes, her mind wandering to all the potential discoveries she could make throughout her career seeing as she had already made history on her first day. The Furret was left completely to it's own devices, free to pursue the pile of her clothing and research supplies at it's own leisure. As it approached it would no doubt smell the remnants of the girl's sweet pussy juices on her ripped panties, packed somberly into one of the many pouches dotting the pile. As Scarlett continued to fantasize her hands drifted up her lush thighs and towards her exposed pussy, gently rubbing around her cute, pink pussy lips as she once again contemplated her near rape, the blush on her face bursting noticeably brighter as she let herself get worked up. 'Wh-Why did that Nidorino try to rape me with his big... tapered di-... penis? Was there something wrong with him? He even attacked me! Maybe he had some sort of disease that made him so aggressive? Would he really have mated with me if Nathan didn't stop him?' She continued to ponder.
 
Scarlett was enjoying herself in the water now, any concerns about being discovered quickly lost. She was getting herself worked up in the process as she considered what had happened and what might have happened. It was inspired both by scientific curiosity, as well as her own hormones.

Distracted as she was, the Furret was able to explore unmolested. It's nose poked at her personal belonging, ruffling about and seeing what it could find. The scent of sex soon reached it, earning a low whine from the Pokemon as it sought the source. Its tail waved about, paws digging just as easily as they would through dirt and bushes. It was a curious Pokemon, and there was plenty to satisfy its desires.

Eventually it located the source, the pouch that contained her torn up panties in it. "Fur Fur-ret!" It pawed at the pouch, trying to remove the item inside that attracted its attention so. It might not be an actual mate, but it still wanted to know what the source of the smell was. Things like this did not happen often to Pokemon in the wild, that was for sure.

But it was met with frustration and denial. After some effort it decided that it would opt for a different strategy. In this case, it picked up thhe pouch and anything connected to it in its teeth before turning and walking off. It had every intention of returning to its nest with its newfound gains, which would result in significant loss of research material for Scarlett if she did not notice before it was too late.
 
Scarlett continued to ponder her research, both past and future, as she rubbed around her virgin crotch sensually growing her arousal further and further by the moment, her sweet pussy juices leaking into the crystal clear pond and permeating through it slowly. As she did so the Furret had no problem finding a different source of the sweet smell of the researcheress' virgin snatch, or at least the pouch that contained it, locked annoyingly by a simple plastic button that, while easy for a human to open, proved too challenging for the Pokemon's initial prodding. When the Furret let out it's curious cry the blushing girl was finally roused from her thoughts, her bold blue eyes gazing around quickly in search of the noise.
"Hello?" She let out of her sweet lips curiously, her hands darting away from her eager cunt coyly as her blush brightened in embarrassment. Yet after a cursory, visual investigation she missed the Pokemon perving on her ripped panties and concluded that it was nothing. Despite not seeing anything out of the ordinary Scarlett resolved to finish up her little public bath, quickly running her hands up from the bottom of her luscious thighs all the way to her locks of brilliant red hair in search of any missed dirt.

As the researcheress was finishing off her cleaning Furret snatched the pouch that contained her panties, and with it the entire belt that held not only her modified Pokedex and all the research she had just finished inputting, but also all of her research materials, a loss that would at the very least leave her worse off than when she started and could potentially even send her back home with her tail between her legs and even end her adventure entirely if her father was too angry about her running away. Luckily, on the belt full of pouches was a dozen glass vials, brought with her in case she needed to collect sexual samples of some kind, of which clattered around clacking against one another and the ground as the Furret tried to thief them. Scarlett's eyes once again shot over to the noise, but this time they easily narrowed in on the Pokemon waltzing off with her panties and her life's work, and she quickly let out a shout of,
"Hey! That's mine! Come back!" before swimming desperately to the edge of the pond and padding back onto the land on naked feet.
 
Walking along, ears perked up as Scarlett's cries reached the Furret. It rose onto its hind feet, looking back to see her making her way out of the water for a pursuit. Returning home after what she had done was unacceptable, so that meant she would have to do her best to reclaim what was being stolen from her.

Not that the Furret intended to make it easy. Seeing that she was coming, it picked up the pace. Past tree, around bushes, along dirt paths, he was proving to be quite the spry little fellow when it came to a chase. Fortunately the belt was large enough that it was restricted in where it could go, and the glass bottles helped her keep track of its general location. She still had a chance. And while there might be other Pokemon around, they did not interfere in the chase for the moment.

It seemed that the chase was on.
 
The moment Scarlett realized that the Furret had no intentions of following her commands she took off after it in a sprint, completely abandoning her expensive boots and knee-length socks as she slapped after the Pokemon on her dainty, wet feet. As she ran her long locks of brilliant red hair stuck to her back all the way from her neck to her plump ass, her blouse sticking to her smooth, slick skin in a similar manner and showing off her rock-hard nipples and ample breasts clearly, tantalizingly close to visible beneath the slightly translucent fabric. Unexpectedly the researcheress' skimpy miniskirt actually served better at protecting the sight of her well-lubricated, pink cunt, and tight, tiny asshole when soaked than it had in it's normal condition, the fabric draping over her luscious thighs like a tight club skirt as she chased the Furret randomly into the forest.

"Come on! Just come back here! I only want my stuff back, please!" She pleaded desperately as the creature scurried around at a pace that put her to shame, her bold blue eyes barely able to track the Pokemon as she slowly fell further and further behind it, the threat of failing her research so soon driving her to run as fast as her voluptuous form could take her even as her naked feet stamped painfully through the underbrush, her perky breasts bounding back and forth alluringly with each step.
 
It was a race that Scarlett was not entirely prepared to win. She had left her shoes behind, which did not serve her well on the terrain. When it came to grass it was fine, but rocks and rougher surfaces would make her regret the choice. Yet she had to go on. What she had to lose was much more important than any physical harm that might be done, at least in her mind.

At last the Furret reached its destination. It turned, glancing back at her yet again before disappearing into a small hole beneath a tree, where it made its nest. Of course the belt was another problem, and it turned to begin pulling that down as well. She would have but a few moments to grab on before that vanished into the darkness, and the hole was probably not big enough for a human to fit down. At least as this point.
 
"Eek, ouch, ow, oh, ouch, please stop already!" Scarlett squeaked out cutely, clearly annoyed, as her dainty feet got battered by the terrain, underbrush whipping at her smooth, soft skin and rocks digging into the soles of her feet. Her gaze followed the Furret as he suddenly disappeared into his burrow right before her gorgeous eyes, only the belt stacked full of pouches and vials preventing him from evading her in that very instant.
"No!" She screamed out desperately before launching herself after the Pokemon, throwing herself face first into the dirt in a shameful and equally painful display but just managing to catch the belt between her dainty hands.
"Ah!" She yelped out in pain, her knees pressed roughly against the dirt as she held on as if her life depended on it, her plump ass hanging high in the sky and exposing her cute pink, virgin cunt and tight, tiny asshole beneath her skimpy, soaked skirt easily to the whole world as the researcheress gave up all presumptions of modesty in the pursuit of her research.

Despite giving it her absolute all the tug of war between the curvaceous girl and Furret, easily over half her size, was much closer than she had hoped. Scarlett dug her knees deeper into the dirt as she yanked frantically, her hearty ass swaying back and forth and bobbing up and down as they fought, giving a whorish show to whoever or whatever might have noticed the two racing through the forest.
 
Back and forth they went, both the Furret and the Human vying for supremacy. Both turned their strong wills and considerable strength to the task, as the belt was jerked this way and that. This was all her research, and she would not give it up without a fight. Even if she had to put on a show for anyone else that might be present.

Then in a moment the fight ended, the Furret letting go just as she gave a sharp tug. It seemed that the Pokemon had decided the fight between them was not worth the reward that was at stake. It huffed, disappearing into its nest and leaving her to claim her prize. At least she had her stuff back now,despite the risks she had taken to reclaim it.

Now all she had to do was return to the pond to get her shoes back on. It didn't seem like anything else would be bothering her, so she could soon be on her way once again.
 
"Ugh! Give. It. Back. Already. You. Stupid. Pokemon!" She grunted out her sweet lips as she yanked and yanked, the belt luckily being made of rather high quality material that kept it from snapping under the combined forces of their pulls. Just as she was starting to win, dragging the belt closer and closer to her ample bosom, the Furret suddenly gave up letting her yank it out in one last surprising pull.
"Ah!" She squeaked out in shock as she ripped the belt out of the burrow with so much ample force that she flew back and plummeted ass first into the dirt in a shameful display of victory, her dainty hands clutching the belt as tight as she could manage. The researcheress desperately scurried over to the pouch that held her Pokedex and confirmed it was there before finally relaxing on the forest floor, her lush, naked cheeks pressing into the dirt.

Despite what was an entirely embarrassing fight in every regard for the girl a bright smile grew on her face as her hands shot up in celebration and she let out at cheerful,
"Yes! There was no way I was going to lose my research that easily!" And why shouldn't she be happy, it's not as if anything saw her sex bouncing up and down on full display, not that she knew anyway. After a moment of gentle panting she finally pulled herself back up to her feet before strapping her belt back around her waist, ensuring that it wouldn't be stolen again. Then she turned back toward where she had came from before coming to the sudden, crushing realization that she had absolutely no clue where the Furret had led her.
"W-Where was that pond again...?" she let out under her breath, her bold blue eyes scanning the thicket amateurly.

Luckily for her, she hadn't exactly been graceful when sprinting haphazardly through the forest, it was a wonder she didn't trip or crash face first into something, so there was a path of broken branches and knocked over brush that was obvious enough even she had a chance to track her way back to the pond. So with that very intention she started padding off back down the path, trying to trace her steps back to the pond and the rest of her gear while dripping wet.
 
It took a bit of thinking, but Scarlett was able to locate the path that she had taken in the course of her chase. As a result she could retrace her steps, and return to where the rest of her clothing had been left. She left behind quite the show, for anyone who might have been there to see it at the time.

Travel back was fairly easy. This time there was nothing to distract her or cause her to race ahead, meaning that much of the pain she had suffered during the course of her run could be avoided this time around. At least she could also enjoy the lovely forest, the feeling of the sun on her skin, and the sounds of Pokemon.

She would be able to do more than just that, as it turned out. Nearing the pond, she would find that company had arrived while she was done. A couple Deerling were at the pond, sipping from the waters and spending time together. There was even a Stantler, though remained further away from the two other Deer Pokemon. It was another perfect opportunity for observation, though they did not appear to be up to anything lewd. Her stuff was also right there, just waiting for her. All told, things had worked out pretty well.
 
As Scarlett walked back down the trail of underbrush, previously crushed beneath her poor, naked feet, a slight grimace grew on her pristine countenance as she continued marching on those same aching feet. However, the grimace faded as the cheery girl got caught in the revelry of nature, her beautiful blue eyes dancing around as she took in all the sights of the flora, and the warm, brilliant rays of sunlight flooded down through the canopy and started evaporating the water soaking her clothes and dripping down her milky-white, smooth skin. Her ears perked up at the sounds of Pokemon but she didn't let herself get distracted away from her seemingly essential boots and socks: besides, at this point most of her Pokemon encounters had been more trouble than they were worth; the only fruitful encounter being when she was almost raped, but even that was just seconds away from being a nightmare.

"Oh~<3!" Scarlett squeaked out cutely as she caught sight of the Deerling couple and the Stantler all drinking from the pond--doused with the tastes and smells of her arousal and her nubile form--in each others company, before quickly making her way to the nearest tree in an attempt to stay unnoticed. The two Deerling were easily less than half her size, small enough to peer up the girls long, luscious legs and at the bounty hid beneath her soaked skirt if they were stood beside her, the Stantler twice their height and even heavier than the girl. The researcheress quickly snatched out her Pokedex and squatted down low to the ground before pointing a camera on it's back to the trio and setting it to record with a soft 'click' of acknowledgment.
"Look at how cute they are!" she gushed to herself, beneath her breath. 'I wonder if they are going to mate?' She thought, her past studying easily allowing her to identify them as all being part of a compatible egg group. A soft pink blush grew on her face as she realized that most people's first thought when seeing Pokemon wouldn't be hoping they were going to fuck, but regardless, her gaze, and in turn the camera on her modified Pokedex, peered down at the groupings crotches in an eager search for a diversity of sexes.
 
Ducking low and hiding by the tree, for the moment Scarlett would go unnoticed by her targets. They were distracted drinking and being with each other, and truth be told the pond was a bit too large for her previous dip to really dilute the water all that much, It was present, but did not have a serious effect on any of the Pokemon currently drinking from it. For better or for worse, given the circumstances.

Further investigation would reveal that she had struck out this time. The trio seemed to be healthy males, and they probably would not be getting it on with each other any time soon. Not unless something really odd happened. It was to be expected though. With how rare it was in the first place, what were the odds that would happen right in front of her twice in a day?

After a bit however the Stantler did perk up, looking in her direction. In her effort to observe and determine their gender, she had moved upward. This allowed the gathered Pokemon to pick up on her scent. They hadn't fled yet, but after the older one did the two Deerlings would react too in much the same way. There was no danger just yet, but who knew how long that would last.
 
Scarlett was happy that the grouping of Pokemon didn't seem to manage to pick up her scent in the water, or on the pile of clothing nearby, or at the very least didn't seem to care. If they had been curious and found her wrestling with the Furret for her stuff with her sex on display she may have been in danger, assuming that it wasn't just that one weird Nidorino that was in the mood for rutting a human girl. Sadly her streak of luck didn't seem to persist as she spotted that all of them appeared to be males, the girl letting a soft sigh of disappointment out of her sweet lips as she quickly shut off the camera with a familiar 'click'. 'Well I already had a breakthrough worth more than some researchers' whole life work, I guess I couldn't be lucky enough to just stumble onto Pokemon mating in the same day...' She conceded to herself as she packed her modified Pokedex back in it's pouch, assuming there would be nothing worth wasting the battery to record since there were no female Pokemon about.
"Oh!" She squeaked out cutely in surprise as when she glanced back up all three of the Pokemon were staring directly at her, her gorgeous blue eyes widening with a start.

Normally the researcheress would be happy to be noticed by such pretty boys, but after what happened to her a couple of hours ago she couldn't help but be somewhat cautious, though she was far too naive and kind-hearted to be scared of some innocent Pokemon without due cause. So she slowly stood up and padded over toward the grouping, toward her boots and socks in particular, letting out a playful coo of,
"Hey~ How are you all doing today?" but keeping her eyes intently scrutinizing them to ensure there weren't any signs of aggression as she approached.
 
The trio glanced at each other as Scarlett approached, unsure what to make of this. The lack of visible Pokeballs helped at least, since that likely would have sent them fleeing for cover at the sight. They were still wild after all, even if they were on the nicer side of the spectrum.

Looking her over, the Stantler huffed before going back to what it had been doing. It seemed disinterested, at least for the moment. It was certainly far from the worst response that she could have received, given the circumstances.

While he might be cold, after a few moments the Deerling padded towards. They looked at her with curious eyes, heads rising to sniff and examine the human. Once the initial caution was passed they were friendly enough, gently bumping into her and pressing cold noses against her as they looked over the new arrival. There was even a bit of licking, which was ticklish when it fell on bare skin. With the size difference it was pretty cute to watch, as they acted in a friendly manner towards her.
 
Scarlett let out a sigh of relief as the Pokemon let her be, and certainly didn't seem to be particularly aggressive, concluding in her mind that it was absolutely just the Nidorino that was the anomaly in her would-be raping. Seeing as the Stantler showed itself to be disinterested, and the Deerlings too shy, the researcheress took the time to yank back on her long, red socks, one at a time, and slip back into her slightly dirty, expensive, knee-length boots. The whole time as she was doing so she bent over at the waist, seemingly completely forgetting her lack of panties as she paraded off her cute, pink, virgin pussy and tight, tiny asshole to the staring Deerling freely, almost as if she was trying to tempt them over to mate with her. By the time she had gotten all her clothes back on, except the tattered pair of her favorite panties, she stood back up and turned around only to be met with the curious, cute little Pokemon's approach.

"Oh, hey there little guys~<3" She let out with an adorable playfulness as she completely submitted to their sniffing examination. The Deerling now close enough to peer under her soaked, skimpy miniskirt from their vantage point despite the facts that she was standing straight up.
"Hehehe~ Aren't you two cuties~!!" Scarlett giggled out cheerfully as the Pokemon probed her, bumping against her long legs and nuzzling her skirt and luscious, milky-white thighs with their cold, wet noses eliciting a cute squeak of discomfort at the temperature and a giggle,
"Oh! Your noses are so cold, hehe~" The sprightly girl quickly returned the curiosity as she ran both her dainty hands through their fur, scratching gently up and down their spines and patting the fluffs atop their heads as they licked her skirt and thighs with their warm, rough tongues leaving glistening trails of saliva on her smooth skin and forcing out another giggle,
"Hehehe~ That's ticklish~!"
 
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The Deerling appreciated the attention that Scarlett gave them, leaning into her hands and responding warmly to it. Their fur was soft and pleasant to the touch, and their bodies warm. It was the sort of thing that she was likely used to as the daughter of a Pokemon researcher. She was more intimate with knowledge of how they functioned and their physical form than anyone.

Of course she was also unaware of how she had shown off for them, and perhaps unaware of how their height relative to hers might give them a better look at her exposed sex. At the very least it was kindling their arousal in a way that had been avoided by their drinking from the pond before. Their nudges grew a bit more playful, a bit rougher as they began to push things,. Specifically her, in this case.

Then they made their move. One of the Deerling circled around behind her, keeping up the same attitude. It was mostly to hold her in place, keep her from running away or simply backing up too far. That was when the other moved as well, head dipping to tickle her thighs and move beneath her skirt. Having been lulled into a false sense of security before, it seemed that these Pokemon were as deviously minded as the Nidorino had been, if not worse!
 
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