Pokémon: Cast Away [Ze Blitzkrieg]

[Lazy Kitsune]

Revelé's able to take to his feet with only a slight wobble. Though given you didn't actually penetrate him you can only imagine how much difficulty he would have walking if you went even further with him. Together the two of you enjoy the flowing water, and each other's attention as you soap up and scrub down each other's bodies. Though a little drowned out by the rush of water, you still catch a few pleasing gasps and moans from Revelé as you tease his soft and sensitive body here and there. He offers up some playful touches of his own, taking his time to scrub your cock clean with some gentle attention from his hands, or feeling up your strong chest and back, occasionally leaving a soft kiss here and there as he enjoys the look and feel of your now dripping wet body.

"Good point..." he says, pausing for a second as he scrubs his arms clean, turning so that you could help scrub his back. "I don't have anything in your size... Drying off what you already have properly might take time... we might need to wash it first. You should probably get some spare clothes in town."

When the time comes to finish the waterfall shower, the two of you both need to muster up a bit of willpower to pry yourself away from each other's lips and go towards the towels in Pirouette's room. Revelé quickly gives himself a quick dry... you didn't catch which towel he grabbed, but for his sake it hopefully wasn't the one his mother used after washing off your cum, before he starts to slip back on his nurse outfit.

"We have robes for patients to wear." he says, opening up a wardrobe in the room. The robe offered is more of a bathrobe befitting a spa rather than a hospital gown, though you suppose that fit with this place's soothing atmosphere. Perhaps they even considered massages and other spa treatments not too dissimilar from medical check ups and treatments in this place. "I know its not much, but you shouldn't get into trouble walking around outside in that. As long as you keep it tied up and don't go flashing anyone. You can go find Silky's over by the market. She'll be able to sort you out with something to wear in a pinch. Cotton and Hazel will know the way."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

It was a credit to the atmosphere that Pirouette had built in her clinic that, upon walking out of the shower and toweling himself off, Bryce felt so thoroughly refreshed. Granted, he imagined most patients didn't end up getting to bust two separate nuts in two separate members of the staff. But after nearly drowning, and being made to reconcile with exile into... well, whatever the hell awaited outside of Hardnut's walls, being able to work off some of his stress in a serene environment might just have been what he needed. It certainly helped that he got to waddle about with nothing but a glorified bathrobe on. Not that a glorified bathrobe covered any less than what most of the villagers seemed to wear, to begin with.

"I'll try not to, but you know how folks feel about my body. Can't blame them for wanting a peak," The breeder shot Revelé a dirty little grin before leaning in to steal one final kiss from his soft lips, "Be a good boy until I can return this, yeah? Maybe you'll get a treat."

With both of them properly dressed and the examination ostensibly over, Bryce made his way to the door, gesturing for Revelé to lead him out and back to the lobby, where his companions awaited his return. Part of him felt bad for taking so long, but given that the clinic was less a doctor's office and more of a spa, he doubted the girls would be overly mad about having to spend a chunk of their afternoon amidst sweet scents and calming sounds.

"Good news, I'm gonna be alright. Bad news, I'm probably gonna need new clothes. I'm told you guys know a 'Silky' who can help me out?"

[Lazy Kitsune]

He staggers from one foot to the next after the kiss, but Revelé does his best to shoot you a glare after your comment, falling back into his bratty habits. "Shut up. You be good, and maybe you'll get a treat!" he says, swiping his magazine up from off of the ground. He doesn't stay scowling for long though, and as he turns to look over the magazine quickly before closing it, you catch him glancing over his shoulder at you with a slight smirk before he recomposes himself and faces you again.

"Okay, right this way." He has a slight sway to his step as he leads you back to the lobby, not that its a very far walk at all.

As you return, you spot Hazel and Cotton sitting in the waiting, on comfortable lounge chairs that match the soothing atmosphere of this main room. Cotton has her head dipped back over the headrest of the chair and her feet up along its length, her mouth wide open as she lets out an occasional snore. Hazel was perched upon it like a regular chair, and shoots upright as soon as she sees you coming.

"Bryce!" she calls out, her arm flapping out to the side, hitting Cotton's knee.

Cotton snaps too and looks up as well, blinking the sleep from her eyes before hopping to her own feet. "Bryce. What the fuck did they do, squeeze the water out of you? What took you so long? Let me guess, shorty here had no idea how to examine you."

"I had to deal with all the noise complaints. People kept saying someone was trying to saw their way through the walls. I can see now it was just you, snoring away out here!" Revelé retorts as he heads back over to his desk.

"I don't snore!" Cotton retorts. "Hazel, tell him I don't snore."

"Uh..." Hazel glances over at Cotton, before turning her attention back to you and rushing over to give you a hug. "I'm glad your okay."

Goodness, if you hadn't just been able to blow your load twice into a beautiful mother, son duo, Hazel rushing over to you and practically shoving her big pillowy tits into your chest would be doing a serious number on your ability to keep it in your pants. Or in this case, robes. You didn't even have pants right now to try and hide any erections you got. If she wasn't careful, all her happy rumbling and squeezing and the pressing and rubbing of such appealing and soft cleavage against your lower chest could cause your cock to poke out from your robes and smack her in her tummy.

"He wasn't going in for an operation, Hazel, you don't need to give him a hug." Cotton says, tapping her foot on the ground, though she does give a smile.

Hazel releases you and steps back as you tell them both about your clothing needs. They both nod as you mention the name Silky.

"Silky." Cotton says. "Yeah, I know her. We could go there now if you'd like. Is that what to do now?"

"Best get him out of here either way. We don't need our guests having their healing stay ruined with your noisy slutty bunny energy." Revelé says as he buries his face back in his magazine once again.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Though he felt resplendent back in the exam room, what awaited him outside was somehow even more heavenly than a nice cool shower and a fluffy robe. Bryce accepted Hazel's embrace on instinct, though he had to fight back every other instinct he had as the bubbly Eevee made her gratitude for his safety known. Each time she rubbed and bounced in his arms, he could practically feel his swimmers surging. And without the benefits of a pair of boxers, nothing was stopping his cock from springing up like an incensed Dugtrio at the first sign of arousal. He gave the town's heiress a good, comforting squeeze to try and distract himself from the sensation of her plump breasts all against him, and mercifully, she broke away before he ended up having to explain to her just what it was that was jabbing her in the stomach.

"I figure it's probably best we go now, yeah. I'll just end up back in the clinic if I wander around in soaked clothes, and I don't think you wanna see what happens if a strong breeze catches me in this."

Ever the mischievous one, Bryce grabbed at the edge of the robe and peeled it back just enough for Cotton to see that he had gone without anything beneath it. Not quite flashing her, of course, but if her mind took certain liberties, then that was on her. Would serve her right, for teasing him with that big, bouncy bunny booty of hers.

"Unless you do...?"

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton rolled her eyes at your comment and slight display. "I see the Doc couldn't find a cure for that cheek of yours then?" she says, tutting. Though even after making such a comment, you catch her eyes glancing back down to where you parted your gown, even after you closed it back up again, giving the area a quick scan, before she quickly looked away. Now who was checking who out?

"Okay, lets get going." she says, starting to head towards the front door. "Knowing Bryce's luck, if we wait around too long some Drifloon will swoop down and fly off with his robe."

"Oh!" Hazel remarked. "Now you're just being silly... although..." she turns and squints at you. "You've not been here very long yet unfortunate things do seem to keep happening to you every few minutes... Maybe you should keep an eye on the sky. Just to be safe."

It's true that since arriving here you have nearly drowned, faced off with a extra large Feraligatr, been exiled from the only piece of civilization you know is around and found yourself without anything to wear. Of course the girls don't know how lucky you've gotten as well. Not just at the clinic with the lovely doctor and her adorably bratty son. You've wound up on an island paradise filled with sexy and scantily clad ladies that delight the senses to just be around. You know plenty of guys that would put up with much more hardship than you have to be in a similar situation.

Back outside, you don't seem to be the only one wearing a robe like this. Other, presumably, patients from the clinic seem to be hanging around outside still in their robes, speaking to people visiting them or heading over to the shops for a bit. Of course, they probably have some underwear at least to wear under their robes, but at least you shouldn't look too out of place, provided no one has a peak under your covers.

"Silky's really nice." Hazel says as your two escorts lead you over towards the main market area. "Ahh, I should probably wear something she made me... She gifted my family with some of her finest clothes. My mother was wearing one of the pieces she made."

"She won't mind if you're not wearing her clothes all the time, Hazel." Cotton chimes in. "Besides, we just want a quick piece. Your setting Bryce's expectations too high by bringing up what your mother was wearing. Silky won't have time to make something like that. Besides, for Bryce, she might want to make something more..." she turns and gives you a quick look up and down, arching her eyebrow. "...Sporty?"

There's a slight hubbub as you approach the market as voices begin picking up. At first you assume its more people seeing you for the first time, but as you start to make out words and sentences it becomes apparent its something different entirely.

"Slow down lad, you look like you're about to pass out."
"Are you okay? Breathe."
"Wow! Where's the fire?"
"What's going on, where's he off too?"
"Cotton! Ah, huff... huff.. Cotton!"

That last voice must be the source of the disturbance. Someone, male from the sound of it, crying out for Cotton, and very much out of breath. The three of you follow the sounds to a crowd of 'mon gathering by the edge of the market, towards the same path you went through when you first entered the town. Emerging from the crowd is a clearly panicked and exhausted Minun. While his voice is more distinctly male, he doesn't look overly more mannish than Revelé did quite frankly. A bit more androgynous than outright girly.

"Ohm?" you hear Cotton say, not in an expression of uncertainty but instead clearly recognising the man running... well, now stumbling his way towards the three of you. He collapses a short ways from the three of you. Cotton rushes over towards him, crouching down as she approaches to check on him. "What happened, what's wrong?"

"Its... huff... its Volta. She's... huff... hole... opened up... trapped... things... down there... huff..." Ohm says between ragged breaths, doing his best to convey his problem. "Please... I don't know who else to go to... She needs help."

"Did someone say help?"

The crude, gravelly voice is immediately recognisable. Drawn over by the commotion, it seems everyone's list favourite Rescue Team leader overheard at the very least the tail end of what Ohm was saying. Hydris makes her way through the gathering crowd to stand over the slumped over form of Ohm and crouching form of Cotton. By her sides are her lackies, Vix the Zoroark - who seems to be stifling giggles already at this situation, and the Lycanroc - who has graduated from sucking on lollipops to chewing gum, blowing out a bubble while she checks on her nails... or claws if you wanted to be accurate.

"Back off Hydris, he came asking for me!" Cotton says, rising to her feet.

"Uh-oh." you hear Hazel mutter, moving closer to your side. Though you see her leg twitch, lurching forward just for a moment. She wants to run over to Cotton's side, but she can't bring herself to follow through, instead clinging to you for protection like the last time the two of you were face to face with Hydris.

"Sounds like he said someone needs help. Not a cheerleader. Help means a Rescue Team... Doesn't matter what Rescue Team, so I guess anyone who has one can help. So show of hands everyone who has a Rescue Team."

Hydris raises her hand up high and then looks around at the crowd expectantly. Cotton huffs and scowls up at her. Hydris grins, her sharp teeth showing off clearly as she lowers her hand. "Well look at that. Don't you worry... Ohm was it? You just let us know where you friend is and we'll go save her. I'm sure once we do we can come to a nice friendly agreement on how much reward money we're owed."

"Reward money... but... I don't..." Ohm murmurs out, desperation pervading throughout his voice.

This was getting pretty serious... maybe it would be better if a Drifloon had tried to steal your robe instead.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Bryce wanted to scoff at the notion that he had bad luck. Sure, some things had gone wrong for him. He had to high tail it out of Solaceon town, ended up falling off his boat, almost died, had to risk being crushed by a busty crocodile, faced imminent exile into the wilds for reasons he couldn't ascertain *and* lost his clothes... but everyone had setbacks. He still managed to fit in some good! Got to leer at some real top-class beauties, got sucked off by one of them, and made her cutie of a son squirt himself silly in her place of work. The good came with the bad. Surely misfortune wasn't following him in particular.

The notion of scoffing at it became a lot more difficult when utter pandemonium broke out during his pursuit of a new pair of pants. Had he crossed a Mismagius or something? Or maybe the elder's crone of a wife put a curse on him for teaching their granddaughter she was multi-orgasmic. It was one thing to have bad stuff happen to him, but now even the people around him? A real vibe killer, that.

As a stranger to Hardnut Town, his hands were a bit tied when it came to navigating the situation. He only had the context he could put together in his head: ostensibly, the most battle-ready Pokemon were organized into those so-called Rescue Teams. That stood to reason well enough: the big lug of a Slakoth supposedly ran the best of the best, back in his heyday, and he was probably the strongest fighter in the village. Or at least was, before biology turned him into a couch potato. Hydris was in her final form, and Feraligatr took quite a while to properly train for evolution. The same could be said for Zoroark and Lycanroc. So when something went wrong, the villagers went to the biggest, baddest Pokemon to solve the issue.

... And it seemed there was only one option when it came to the big and the bad. It didn't surprise Bryce at all that Hydris seemed intent on leveraging her position to shake down even a poor little fella in need. That was the temperament of a predator like her. Dominating weaker Pokemon and taking advantage of the situation was textbook for them.

But Hydris and her squad weren't the only battle-worthy mon around. Cotton had introduced herself as a Rescue 'Mon when she fished him out of the sea. And it was her who the little Minun had come running for. Clearly, there was a reason for that. Giving Hazel a reassuring little squeeze, Bryce decided to interject as best he could.

"Now, now, ladies, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Little Volt here never said how serious the situation was. Who is to say he needs a whole Rescue Team just to help his friend out?" Frankly, he had no clue how bad things were, but if they had a reputation for solving tricky situations, he probably would have gone right for Hydris rather than Cotton, "Seems to me he couldn't afford you even if he wanted to, and you're clearly not running a charity. Why not let Cotton handle it?"

Part of him hoped she could. It wasn't as if he could be of great help. Sure, he was tall, and handsome, and athletic, and a great kisser, but he couldn't exactly breathe fire or cause an earthquake with a stomp of his foot. He was more of a... coordinator of care, than a fighter. Sure, he might've been able to battle with the best of them, but something told him Cotton might take umbrage with him giving her commands like they were taking on a Gym Challenge.

But... then again... Maybe if he could provide support. Help Cotton out. Maybe there was a chance he could make a case to the Elder that he was an asset to the community. Just because he didn't know how to call down lightning bolts didn't mean he was useless. And as long as he could tangibly prove he wasn't useless, the Elder would need to come up with another excuse to exile him.

"I'll even go out with her. Make sure she comes back nice and safe with Coulomb. That way you girls can enjoy a nice day off. Sound fair?"

[Lazy Kitsune]

Hazel and Cotton to you shocked by your declaration to accompany her. As for Team Fang, your boldness is met with the sound of Vix entering another snickering fit, covering her mouth coyly as she laughs, while the Lycanroc pops a bubble of gum she had blown out. Hydris, however, tilts her head to the side, sizing you up once again with a bit of a smirk to her. You knew already she appreciated you showing a bit of back bone, but this could still go poorly if she took it as a direct challenge.

"Bryce to the rescue again. Getting the newcomer to fight your battles for you is becoming a habit quite quickly for you Cotton." she jabs, her grin widening to show her tongue which lapped around her teeth.

Cotton rises back up to a full stand, helping lift Ohm back onto his feet as she does so. The Minun gives her a pleading look, but after a few moments of conflicting expressions past across his eyes, he turned to face Hydris. "I just want Volta to be safe. Please, if you can rescue her, I'll give you anything you want!"

This earns a cackle from Hydris and Vix. Even the Lycanroc chimes in with an amused snort of her own. "We'll work something out. If you can't pay us off with coin, I'm sure you can do it with work. We've been looking to grow our team. Sure, you seem a bit too scrawny to do any real Rescue work, but having someone around to do the busy work... carry our things, fetch us drinks, make us food, rub our feet... that'd be a great help to the morale and efficiency of Team Fang. Right girls? If it gets too much for you, maybe you and your girl can take turns. See, we can be reasonable."

"That's enough!" Cotton's fists are balling once again, Hydris's attitude riling her up just like it did on the beach. She seems to hold herself back from throwing a punch, though she speaks through gritted teeth as she continues, eyes stairing directly up at Hydris the entire time she talks. "Ohm, you don't have to worry about paying anyone back. Bryce and I will go save Volta. Just let us know where it is she fell and go see Pirouette. We'll be back before you know it."

"Are you sure?" Even as he asks he seems relieved, and the determination on Cotton's face is all he needs to know that she's serious about this. "We were just past the river, over towards where the Nanab Berries grow. We were collecting some to bring home when she said she thought she heard a noise... a growling. We were trying to track it down when the ground gave way. She fell into this tunnel that ran under the orchard. It was too far down for her to get back up again and... she said she heard something moving around down there. Please, you've got to go get her out as soon as you can."

"Don't worry, Ohm. You did the right thing coming to get help. We'll handle this." Cotton says, giving his arm a reassuring squeeze.

Hydris' tail swishes about, her head tilted up as she looks down on the exchange before her with visible scorn. "Not so fast, Cotton. We're still going to go save this 'mon. And if we rescue her first, well... we'll be expecting our payment." She turns, her tail coming inches from whacking Cotton in the face before she storms off, her team in tow as they march off in the direction of the Nanab orchard.

Cotton ushers Ohm over towards Hazel. "Can you take him to Pirouette, make sure he's okay?"

Hazel nods and helps offer up some support for the exhausted Ohm, who looks up at you with gratitude. "Thankyou. Please, save Volta." he says, before Hazel takes him on their way towards the clinic.

Cotton turns to you, her gaze steely. "We should get going quickly. You don't have to come along if you don't feel up to it. I should be able to do this on my own. But... I appreciate it a lot that you're willing to do this."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Fetching drinks and making food and rubbing feet? When she put it like that, Bryce couldn't help but wonder if that was the fate that awaited him after the 'try out' Hydris had so cockily invited him to only a few hours prior. It seemed obvious, in hindsight, that she probably just wanted somebody to do her bitch-work for her and her girls while they lounged around between apparent rescues. But he couldn't help but think those sorts of things were rather familiar to him—that was basically all he did, as a breeder! Sure, there were differences, namely that he didn't want to jump a Ninetales' bones after combing out its tails, and the Ninetales usually didn't belittle him while he was making its meal, but still! It almost felt degrading to be a glorified water boy!

Whatever offense he might have taken, it seemed Cotton ended up taking worse than he himself. The bunny girl seemed just about ready to sock Hydris over her remarks, and the last thing they needed was a high-powered cat fight breaking out in the middle of the town. Not that he'd be entirely against such a display. The ladies of Hardnut, after all, didn't tend to wear the sturdiest possible clothing. There was a high likelihood of at least a few straps snapping and things popping out here and there. Probably for the best that he didn't have too long to linger on it, given his own lack of clothing at the time. Hazel pulling away from him reminded him of his place, and while he watched the Eevee head off with little Ohm, he found himself back in Cotton's sights, and back in her good favor, apparently.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just doing what feels right," Bryce lied, or, well, fudged the truth, his self-interest in the outcome being what it was, "I might not be the most useful in battle, but I've always been pretty good at coordinating others. If you tell me what moves you know, I can probably strategize on your behalf. Let you focus on the fighting while I do the thinking."

It might have been a long shot, but it was the best he could do. Unless the Pokemon in the tunnels were as weak to human kisses as Revelé was. Then, maybe, he could serve as a suitable distraction.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton begins moving, leading the way. Though the two of you are travelling in the same overall direction as Team Fang, she seems to have chosen a slightly different direction. Perhaps she knows a shortcut, or perhaps she thinks travelling too close to Hydris and her goons would be too disruptive and slow both groups down.

Much like on the beach, she's faster than you - those powerful Lopunny legs propelling her forward further than your own with each stride. This time, however, she makes an effort to not blitz off into the distance. She's still in a hurry, but clearly wants your assistance for helping this Volta out of whatever trouble it was she's now found herself in. Leaving you in the dust would do no good to anyone, so she keeps her speed managed, only pulling a little ahead of you so the two of you could keep talking as you went. Besides, also like on the beach, this gave you a good view of her fit and barely covered ass swaying with each stride of her thick thighs. Only this time it was even closer, letting you ogle all the more easily. It also helps that you aren't freshly recovering from having almost drowned right now, so all this physical exercise doesn't feel quite as tasking as it did when you first woke up and found yourself chasing after your saviour earlier in the day.

"Sure. Well, given my advantages with jumping, kicking and sprinting, I've made sure to train and hone a couple of moves that compliment my abilities. I know Quick Attack for when I need to act fast, and Double Kick for when I need to be aggressive." she says. "I also know Magic Coat for a little bit of defensive versatility, though I mainly trained to use it to help keep others protected from debilitating effects alongside myself."

That's three moves, though if Cotton's already in her second form she should realistically know four. Perhaps more if the four move limit most Pokémon seemed to be able to comfortably manage didn't apply here. She doesn't however immediately offer up a fourth move. Her pace slows briefly, before picking up again as she adds on. "I also know..." you don't catch the last word from this sentence. Its quiet and mumbled, and she pulls ahead a little more after saying it. "Come on, we should hurry. What about you, what moves do you know?"

Cotton's Traits and Moveset:

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Perks:
Daring Hero - Cotton is always ready to spring into action to help those in need. She pushes herself to work harder and faster when someone else's safety is on the line.
??? - You need to learn more about Cotton to learn the details of this perk.
Powerful Legs - Cotton's strong legs are useful for running, jumping and delivering very powerful kicks. Attacks that involve her feet are more effective.
Hot Bun - Cotton is very attractive - even by the already high standards of Hardnut's women. Whether she means to flaunt them or not, her looks draw attention from all those around. With a bit of coaxing, she might be able to use this advantage to help persuade people more easily, or act as an eye-catching distraction.

Flaws:
Impulsive - Cotton is quick to act and often reckless when it comes to her own safety. She can be easily goaded into confrontation, especially if she feels she's standing up to bullies picking on those weaker than themselves.
??? - You need to learn more about Cotton to learn the details of this flaw.
??? - You need to learn more about Cotton to learn the details of this flaw.

Moves:
Quick Attack [Normal/Physical] - The user lunges at the target at a speed that makes it almost invisible. This move always goes first.
Double Kick [Fighting/Physical] - The target is quickly kicked twice in succession using both feet.
Magic Coat [Psychic/Status] - Moves like Leech Seed and moves that inflict status conditions are blocked by a barrier and reflected back to the user of those moves.
???

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Bryce gave a nod as the two of them set off for parts unknown. Well, unknown to him. To her credit, it seemed like Cotton was quite familiar with the town and its surroundings. Which probably came with the territory of being a so-called 'Rescue Mon'. Couldn't rescue other Pokemon if you yourself got lost. Granted, getting lost was something Bryce could relate to quite a bit. It was a struggle not to get lost in the sight of Cotton's bouncy butt as she perpetually hurried ahead of him. Once more, he found himself wondering how in the world any of the males in the town managed to get anything done without wanting to screw like... well... Lopunnies, he supposed. Maybe it was a pheromone thing rather than a visual one. Maybe he'd have to look into that.

Focused on ass as he usually was, he almost missed Cotton's explanation of her moves. It was a pretty standard set, all things considered. Most trainers would have likely splurged for some Technical Machines for their Lopunny, add some coverage in, though it was easy to forget that for all of her civilized grace, Cotton and the rest of the folks at Hardnut were essentially 'wild' Pokemon in that regard. She mentioned training to learn Mirror Coat, so maybe the more traditional ways to tutor moves were still on the table, but Ice Beam was probably off the menu. Probably. It wasn't like he could hear her last move, after all, although given how sheepish she seemed about it, it was probably something embarrassing. Cute Charm, maybe? Or Baby-Doll Eyes? Arceus forbid, Attract? He supposed he would see in time, given how quickly she seemed to wanna vacate the area after telling him. Besides, she asked a question of her own.

"Uh, nothing special. I'm honestly still a little weary from washing up: it might be better if I sit the actual fighting out."

It was as bullshit an excuse as excuses got, but it would stand up to scrutiny. He was sure the actual physicians of Hardnut Town wouldn't want him running out to rescue someone literal hours after having been rescued himself. And if they didn't agree... well, he had busted a nut in or on both of them already. There were ways to obtain doctor's notes.

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Right." Cotton's ear twitched slightly after you gave your answer, though she accepts it without further question. Perhaps a slight tone of scrutiny in her voice though. Perhaps she senses that there's something you're avoiding saying, but she doesn't seem to take issue with your excuse not to fight. She doesn't seem the type to expect you to throw yourself into harms way anyway, so she's probably just grateful that you're coming along to help and is happy for you to sit out any fighting, even if she suspects there's more to it than what you've said.

You find yourself approaching the river you crossed upon entering Hardnut, though from a much more even level of elevation, this time. Cotton leads you down a sloping path, bringing you to wear the water flowed around the outskirts of the town. You can even see the bridge up above a little ways off, back towards the town's seeming main entrance. Ohm had mentioned he and this Volta were passed the river, and it seemed Cotton knew the particular area. She leads you to the water's edge, local Pokémon giving the two of you a wide berth to avoid getting in your way, moving aside baskets that seemed to contain freshly washed clothes.

Instead of leading you to a bridge on this end, Cotton leads you to a series of rocks jutting out of the river. These stepping stones spread out enough so a half dozen of them can stretch across the river's width. She's bounding across them in moments, quickly making it to the other side. They're wide and stable enough that they don't seem too stable enough to step upon, but you need to slow down a little in order to jump between each one, even if the distance isn't that long. You doubt there's much risk in falling in the river, but given that you're still yet to even get your replacement clothes from the last set getting soaked through, its probably preferable to avoid that happening to this robe.

Fortunately the stepping stones are quite easy to traverse, and you're able to join Cotton on the other side without incident. Just a few moments more and the two of you emerge to the grove, filled with Nanab berry trees. The blue hues of their leaves makes them stand out among the more lush green of the surrounding foliage.

"The hole Volta fell through should be around here. Let's spread out to search for it. If you find it, call me over. Lets not try to get too close to it until we're together, just in case the ground isn't stable." Cotton says, already stepping forward - though at a notably slower pace now that she was in the grove, likely to avoid accidentally bounding into the hole in question.

There's no sign of Team Fang here. Either you've arrived before they have, or they've already found the hole in question.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

One could say that much of Bryce's life was spent in the pursuit of holes. But the holes he found himself so smitten with were far from geologically constructs, and so faced with little way of actually discovering the pit that their target fell into, Bryce had little else to do but to begin wandering the Nanab grove in the hopes of catching sight of it before it ended up catching him. He had survived drowning and a run in with an irate Slaking. No reason to test his luck again by wagering how well his femurs would hold up to a fall of indeterminate height. Of course, waltzing about in the hopes of just stumbling upon it was a little inefficient. The hole was probably deep enough to keep a little Plusle from climbing up and out, but it still might have been close enough to the surface to catch sound. So with that in mind, Bryce held his hands before his face and started to call.

"Volta! Do you hear me? Volta! Yell back if you can hear me!"

It was a long shot, but any indication as to which direction to go would be helpful.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton joins you in calling out for Volta as the two of you begin to search around the orchard. Fortunately it doesn't take too long before you see Cotton stop in her search a short distance from where you were, her ears twitching. "I think I heard something!" she calls back, turning around to backtrack towards you. "Somewhere over in your direction, keep calling Bryce."

Those large ears of hers aren't just for show, it seems, and soon enough the two of you converge on an opening in the ground, hidden by the roots of one of the Nanab trees. Its small, but about just large enough for someone to fall through, especially if Volta was close to being the same size as Ohm. Cotton should be able to fit in without much issue. It might be a bit more of a squeeze for yourself, but you should manage, especially because the ground around the hole looks soft and ready to crumble.

By the time you approach, whatever noise Cotton heard seems to have stopped. She gives you a wary look and then kneels down. "Looks like a safe enough drop, but its hard to make out if there's anyone down there. I could probably make the jump to get back out, but I don't know about you. And I'm not sure how we'd get Volta back out here either. If we had something to tie to one of these roots then maybe we could..." she looks around, scanning the immediate surroundings. Her eyes pan across until they circle back around to you... and start to slow down right as they pass by the belt of your robe.

"Uhh... okay, well, we don't have any rope on us, but we do have... ahem, uh... well that looks like it should be just about long enough to help anyone stuck down their climb back out again..." she clears her throat nervously. "Er, if you're willing to part with it... briefly, that is."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

While he wasn't entirely sure what to expect, the fact the hole in question was less a sink hole and more a glorified Diglett burrow did throw Bryce for a bit of a loop. It made sense, he supposed, that someone as little as Volta would only make a minuscule hole in the earth when she fell through, but that just brought up more questions about why she fell through. Did something tunnel under the grove? He supposed they would be finding out soon enough. If they could get down into the hole without becoming trapped themselves. Or, well, if he could. Lopunny were probably experts at navigating subterranean burrows. Him? He much preferred being able to see the sun.

Were he a veteran trainer, it's likely he would have had a trusty escape rope on hand. They were always useful for spelunking adventures into the depths. Unfortunately, he was neither a seasoned outdoorsman, and if he were, it's like as not all his equipment would be back on the boat who knew how far away. In lieu of a rope, however, it seemed Cotton had her own ideas.

"Aren't you a Rescue 'Mon? How don't you have a rope on you? They're like, the most useful possible thing to have while Rescuing someone!" He couldn't help but voice his protest, if only because he had received no shortage of shit for his own lecherous leers, only to have Cotton all but expect him to expose himself, "You better look while you can, li'l lady. 'Cause it's gonna cost you at least a dinner to see it again."

Reaching for the belt of his borrowed robe, he made a show of slowly undoing it despite his chiding, pulling it through and allowing the fabric to drop open with its absence, exposing the hard lines of his chest and stomach as they tapered down to his sex, itself dangling free in the tropical heat. With the sash in hand, he approached the lip of the hole, and carefully began affixing it to the root system nearby, such that it had enough length left to hang down into the shadowy depths beyond.

"I don't know how well this is gonna hold up, but I suppose we'll find out. C'mon, now. Stop drooling over me and hop on in. Ladies are supposed to go first, y'know."

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Do I look like I have rope hidden away somewhere on this outfit?" she asks, gesturing to her rather form fitting athletic attire. "I do have caving gear, but I was in too much of a hurry to go get it. I figured if the hole was close enough then what mattered more was making sure that Volta was safe and then... okay I guess I acted without thinking but... ugh, just..." Cotton turns her head to the side, looking up at the branches of the tree. "I'm not looking, at all, don't worry."

Despite her words, and her very serious tone, you note her shifting about uncomfortably as she faces away from you while you take your time showing off. Sure enough, you even catch her stealing the occasional glance over her shoulder before quickly forcing her face away. Its like she was fighting herself to keep from checking you out. When the belt is in place, she kneels back down over the hole and reaches in, giving it a quick tug to test how secure it is.

"I'm not... drooling." she says with a scowl, before sliding down the hole. You hear her feet hit the dirt below with a thump and a few moments later you hear her call up. "Okay, it looks safe down here, come on down." she says.

As you make your descent, you look down to see Cotton quickly cover her eyes and look away, having glanced back up to check to see if you were coming to join her. "Okay, it looks like there's tunnels going on in two different directions here." she says, her back to you. "I'd rather we not split up at this point though..."

Fortunately you won't need to. Maybe its your well honed pervert instincts, or maybe just a lucky spot, but you notice amidst the dirt and rubble a torn bikini top on the floor, presumably belonging to this Volta. Judging from its size, she's a much more modest chest than most the women you've met in Hardnut so far, though she's got a very... 'cute' taste in fashion. It looks like those are smiley faces printed roughly over where the nipples would be. Certainly a unique choice. The top's remains lay already partway down one of the passages. One of the straps hang off of a root sticking out of the tunnel wall. Maybe she dripped and the root caught her top and ripped it off. Given she didn't pick it back up again, she was probably in quite the hurry. Still, you've identified the direction you need to go in.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Well, well, well. If a lifetime of trying to get women out of their undergarments didn't finally come in handy. Seeing as though Cotton found herself totally unable to look in his direction out of a sense of... prudence, that left it up to Bryce to meander on over and scoop up the discarded bikini top. Cute as it was, and he was sure the young lady who wore it was just as appealing as many of Hardnut's other females, if in a different way, it was a bad sign that she was so readily prepared to shed her clothing. Even if she lost it during her descent into the tunnel, she would have certainly come back for it to at least salvage some of her modesty. If she didn't... well, it probably meant she was in a hurry. And if she was in a hurry, that meant she was likely being pursued by something.

Whistling so he could get Cotton's attention, he held the bikini top aloft for her to see it, if she were bold enough to look his way.

"Looks like Volta left something behind. I reckon whatever made this tunnel probably found her before we did. And if she felt like she had to run away from it, then it's probably not another villager."

It stood to reason that there was something out in the wilds to necessitate the security of high walls and battle-ready Pokemon. Whether it was other Pokemon or not, he couldn't say. The politics of the island were a little beyond a waterlogged horndog facing imminent exile from the only patch of civilization he knew of. Something to remedy, maybe, given the imminence of it all.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton is able to look over to you, though there's something different in her stance now. It's a little hard to make out through the dim light filtering its way around the roots digging through the dirt above, but she seems unexpectedly on edge around you. She doesn't say anything about it and instead comes closer - stopping just slightly further away than expected. She's previously had no issue being close to you before, so you're not sure what's up.

"Good find." she says. "Let's get going." She leads the way, darting down the tunnel ahead. "Not every 'Mon on the island is the type to live in a town or village. Most prefer more natural habitats. They might still come to the village to trade, or if the seasons make their typical habitat inhospitable, but some... some are a bit too wild to ever mix well with the village. Usually they stay far away though. Haven't had any wild ones come this close in... a very, very long time."

You never loose the light entirely. The grove above provides an abundance of roots that keep finding their way down here, and these tunnels seem dug close enough to the surface that occasionally these roots create gaps in the dirt. Small holes that light filters through. In fact, a few of these openings seem almost as large as the hole Volta fell through. They're a bit high up to reach, but occasionally you can see through one clearly enough... they seem to be made right at the base of trees, hidden amidst the roots and foliage. Small concealed holes that someone could watch through utterly unseen - how long has this thing been here? And did it pull Volta down deliberately?

It's difficult to keep track of your sense of space down here, the tunnels seemingly weaving and turning in random directions, occasionally dipping deeper just to rise back up again. If you wanted to, you could ask Cotton for some help getting up to one of these openings near the rough of the tunnel. You wouldn't be able to fit though, but you might be able to look out and get a sense of the scale of this place - how far you've travelled, where you've turned to, if there might be any other offshoot passages nearby and where they might go - or you could instead focusing on continuing to run and hope you find Volta soon along this path.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

While Bryce quite liked being right, in this particular case, part of him had wished he wasn't. It was almost eerie, to think in an otherwise paradise-like village, there was a wild creature lurking just underground, watching and waiting for who knew how long. It could have been that it wasn't an accident that Volta found herself down in the depths. If the creature pulled her down, it would have made sense she took off running to escape it. Of course, she just as likely could have ended up actually falling in, and attracting its attention as an intruder. If that were the case, they were definitely fighting a losing battle. The tunnels seemed to criss-cross every which way, and while he was sure whatever dug them out surely knew the paths and where they led, they would need hours to try and map things out, especially without the benefit of materials to try and mark down where they had been. With that in mind, taking a peak up top to see where the tunnels were leading might give them a way of navigating better. If, for instance, they were moving towards a geological feature, then they would know the tunnels were going to terminate soon.

Another whistle to catch Cotton's attention, and Bryce gestured with a thumb up to one of the pseudo-holes, where the light managed to spill through into the underground.

"Whatever dug this out has been leaving peepholes every couple of trees. It's probably been using them to keep an eye on anybody approaching. Maybe if we look at where we are in relation to the surface, we can figure out where they're most likely to have gone."

With a hand, he gestured for her to come over and help him scurry up the soil-packed walls to try and get a look around. Hopefully, his theory would bear some fruit. Well, fruit beyond the Nanab berries. Now was not the time for a snack.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton glances up towards the roof of the tunnel. "Good thinking, Bryce." she says, moving over to try and see what she can manage. "These walls don't give much leverage for climbing, huh? I could jump up there, but I'd have nothing to grip onto to take a proper look."

She gets down on one knee behind you as you work on climbing up the tunnel's wall yourself and offers up support for you to use. Her arms cross over each other, supported by her knee so she can take the weight of your foot and push you up. Distributing your weight between the wall and Cotton beneath you, you find yourself able to rise up to get a look through the hole above, while Cotton shifts around beneath you to take your weight a little more on her shoulders. She grunts a little as she does this, but it works.

"Okay, Bryce, what do you see? You up there proper-oh..." her voice trails off as she looks upwards to check on your progress. You hear her gulp. Her grip supporting you shakes a bit but she's able to steady herself. With how you're both positioned, she must see your cock and balls swaying before her face, so close that whenever you feel your weight sink down a little you can feel her breath falling against the back of your ball sack.

She clears her throat and a few moments later you hear her say "Let's try and make this quick." Her breathing seems to be getting quicker - and not just from the strain of holding you up against the wall.

You have a good enough view through the hole. It seems hidden behind some foliage and root coverage, no doubt making it hard to spot from the outside, but from within it gave you quite the clear picture of the orchard above. From the looks of things these tunnels have been snaking through a path to deliberately run by each tree to try and find spots to make more of these peepholes, though if you've been keeping track of where you've been so far they seem to turn away from the river whenever they get close. At the very least, that means whoever is making these tunnels hasn't crossed over into Hardnut yet. Though they've made quite the labyrinth beneath one of Hardnut's closest food supplies.

One draws you attention away from observing your surroundings, however, is the movement above you. You see figures sifting through some of the shrubbery and long grass. Vix and that Lycanroc from Team Fang. Voices seem to be calling out to each other. You're able to make out Hydris barking orders at her team to pick up the pace. "Luna, you've barely moved from that patch. Come on, pick up the pace. Do neither of you smell anything?"

"The whole place smells off." the Lycanroc, Luna it would seem, chimes in, her voice sounding further away even though you could see her but not Hyrdis.

The reason why becomes clear as a great deal of light is suddenly obstructed by a pair of thick Feraligatr legs stepping into view. You were right underneath Hydris. Her tail thwacks against the tree above you and beneath it you can quite clearly see the thin black strips that cover her more private area. Although from this angle they don't seem to cover it very well. Her juicy ass hangs above your head, and between her thighs you can see the shape of her juicy pussy outlined through the fabric that covered it. On one side her thick labia was even poking out where the panty line started to wedge in a little.

"Well we better find something soon or we'll have to start rooting up trees. I'm not losing to that annoying Lopunny bore." she says, crouching down to have a look around the bushes near her, and giving you a much closer look of the prize between her legs.

You're supposed to be studying the mounds near the trees now that you know what to look for and seeing if you could see any pattern or structure to these tunnels. But Hydris was given a show right now that was a bit hard to resist. She was close enough to reach. You could take advantage of that, damage or remove her bikini bottoms with relative ease and disappear before she can see your hand reaching up from the ground. Or maybe even prod and poke and vanish leaving her confused and none the wiser - a little pay back for her throwing her weight around all the time. Or you could just enjoy the free show for a bit more. Or, if you could muster up the willpower, focus on the reason you got Cotton's help to get you this vantage point in the first place.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

The positioning was always going to be a little inherently awkward, given Bryce's lack of dress, but even he wasn't quite prepared for the feeling of hot bunny breath on the back of his balls. He already had a hard enough time keeping himself on task with Cotton bouncing around him, but having her face that close to his business? He could feel his cock practically jump whenever he felt her exhaling along his jewels. His only comfort was that it seemed to be much the same for her, with the way her breath seemed to hitch. A flattering thing, that she would get so worked up just from seeing—or smelling, as it were—his cock and balls. And definitely something to tease her about. But he needed to do that later. Much as he struggled to plan for the future, they needed to bring Volta back unharmed in order for him to get credit with the locals, and only by getting credit with the locals could he secure a future filled with bodacious bodies.

Of course, his present wasn't exactly lacking for those. He hadn't necessarily expected to spot Team Fang on his first sweep, yet there they were. What's more, it seemed they hadn't the foggiest clue of where he was, and by extension, of the tunnel system dug out right beneath their feet. If they did know, he highly doubted Hydris would plant herself directly above him. Or maybe she would, given how bold she was. He couldn't complain either way, and he took more time than he would admit to Cotton leering up between the Feraligatr's big, thick legs at the bounty above him. What he wouldn't give to have her settle that big ass down on his face and just smother him in gator pussy. Something that came tantalizing close to happening, when she popped a squat above him. He practically salivated at the thought of hopping up just a little further and burying his face between her powerful thighs, the outline of that juicy looking pussy as close as it was! If he wasn't sporting a hard-on from Cotton's breathing, he could certainly feel his pride and joy rising to the occasion as he considered the logistics of flipping Hydris over and treating himself to an all-you-can-eat pussy buffet. Nothing would pump up his ego like getting that big bitch laid out on her back, squirming and gasping for more.

No! Bad! Bad Bryce. Remember the mission! He practically had to smack himself back into focus to get back on track, remembering that there was a topless Plusle around to reward him for his efforts. Perky little mouse tits and the cutie they were attached to would serve as just a sweet reward! Scanning the area as best he could, Bryce tried to figure out which of the tunnels seemed to lead beneath the other trees, figuring it was the favored path of whatever they hunted. If he was quick, he could plot out their route, and reward himself for his diligence in the immediate, by reaching up like an Arbok striking its prey and trying to untie Hydris' bottoms before she had the wherewithal to stand back up and be on her happy way. If he couldn't bury his face in her snatch, well, her panties were probably the next best thing!