Quite the Catch

The Catch

Seeing the scorbunny before her, Tana knew that this was her lucky day.

Tana was a proud member of Team Magma. She had been since before they had gone straight. The transition from a terrorist group to a humanitarian organization was surprisingly smooth. Mostly it came down to less capturing facilities, not getting beaten up by that kid with the gardevoir, and more paperwork. That was true for most of the grunts, but the shift also opened up new positions in the organization, one of which she was given.

Officially Tana held the title of Organizational Facilitator. It basically meant that she was often sent to help set up, or fix the problems of, Team Magma branch offices, and help coordinate with other organizations. She felt it was a good gig.

Tana got to see the world, and her assignments usually left her with enough extra time to enjoy it. Sometimes she got to encounter interesting pokemon like when she was sent to Kalos and she managed to catch a fennekin. Other times she got to enjoy exotic locations. She was able to spend two weeks relaxing on the beaches of Alola. Now, only a day since Tana finished her job in the Galar region, she had found a scorbunny.

Tana was determined to catch it.

The scorbunny was resting in a small grassy clearing in the woods. It had not yet noticed Tana. There was a slight shift in the direction of the wind. The scorbunny looked up.

Sending out her delphox, Tana immediately ordered, "Locks, attack." The scorbunny sprang to its feet, but it did not stand a chance. It was completely outclassed. As the delphox fought Tana had time to take account of the wild pokemon.

The scorbunny seemed healthy. It had no noticeable injuries, except for a small knick taken from its left ear. Though Tana did not know enough about the species to guess an exact age, she could tell it was not a child. Wide hips and firm musculature suggested the scorbunny was a doe, probably at an age that was appropriate for breeding. That considerably added to the pokemon's value.

"Locks, hold her down," Tana ordered, as she palmed a new pokeball. The delphox had done a good job wearing down the scorbunny's defenses. It was time for Tana to catch it.

With a flick of his branch, the delphox sent the scorbunny to the ground. The bunny squirmed under the psychic pressure but was unable to move.

Tana hated throwing pokeballs. Mostly because she was bad at it. It seemed like she always would throw too wide no matter what she did. It was embarrassing. How were her pokemon suppose to respect her if the first thing they saw her do was to whiff a throw like that? Tana had long ago decided it was easier to pin the pokemon down so she could tap them with the pokeball.

As Tana approached the downed scorbunny something seemed off. She could not put her finger on what. Something to do with the way the scorbunny was squirming. As she got closer to the wild pokemon she began to notice details she had missed before. The scorbunny's face was flushed, and her eyes looked slightly dilated. Tana wondered if the thing was sick.

Pulling off her hood, and putting down the pokeball, the trainer began to look for other signs of the pokemon's health. There was nothing immediately noticeable. She did not see any obvious blemishes on the bunny's skin or missing patches of fur. The pokemon's teeth looked healthy.

Grabbing the pokemon's thighs to check for signs of cramps, Tana was surprised to feel how wet they were. With a command to the delphox, they shifted the pokemon so its legs were in the light. The scorbunny's inner thighs glistened in the sun. Suddenly, Tana understood. A blush spread across her cheeks.

"You masochistic little freak," Tana whispered. She was shocked. It was more disbelief than anything that made Tana's thumb flick up to run across the scorbunny's womanhood. The scorbunny moaned from the touch. Tana felt a tiny rush of excitement. "Did getting the shit kicked out of you really make you this wet?"