Hearing her seemingly envious sigh—and feeling the fluffy touch of Growlithe's cheek rubbing against his leg—Wade didn't forget to tease.
"How about you, Jenny—buy a farm like this and experience retirement?"
"Oh—I can't do that. If I left—En City would fall into chaos."
Jenny shook her head with a smile—but her slender hand subtly lowered her hair—gently concealing her flushed ear tips.
Police work was naturally an excuse.
Compared to buying her own land—she preferred something ready-made.
The rosy-faced officer looked at the farm owner not far away.
"Woof woof~"
Growlithe—having retrieved a banner from somewhere—tugged at her Trainer's trousers with her paw.
On the usually solemn, steady Growlithe's face—a rare expression of resentment appeared.
"Oh—oh—I got sidetracked just now."
Hearing her Pokémon's reminder—Jenny slapped her forehead—finally returned to the main topic seriously—unfolding the banner inscribed with "Acts of Valor" —presenting it to Wade.
"Of course—in addition to the ten million prize money awarded by the League—I also represent the En City Police Department in presenting you with a Growlithe Egg as a reward."
With a radiant smile—the green-haired woman held the Pokémon Egg—handed it over.
"Beep~"
Celebi—hearing the sound—lightly landed on the Trainer's shoulder—kicking her pink little legs—curiously looking over.
Round in shape—with a layer of crimson patterns covering its surface.
It seemed to have been specially placed in a cylindrical constant-temperature device—for better protection and hatching.
"Thank you very much—I will take good care of it."
Wade looked at the motionless Pokémon Egg in the device—a smile appearing on his face.
Not to mention the cold numbers newly credited to his League card—which he could use to invest in the factory and open new production lines—just receiving this Growlithe Egg made him very satisfied.
Once it hatched—the farm would gain another loyal, fluffy dog-girl.
Holding the constant-temperature device in his arms—Wade didn't forget his hospitality.
"Jenny—you've had a long journey—please come in and sit down with me first~"
"Okay~"
Returning to the villa—Wade had just led the long-traveled Jenny into the living room—when the Pokémon—who had been waiting for a long time—gathered around.
"Meow~"
Delcatty lightly leaped onto the table—curiously approaching the cylindrical device—gently poked its hard outer wall with her paw.
Enclosed within the transparent outer wall—a Pokémon Egg with fiery red patterns—lay quietly on a cushion inside.
"This will be our new partner in the future—"
Seeing all the Pokémon looking confused and curious—Wade explained.
"Lu~"
Lucario nodded in sudden understanding.
Perhaps it wouldn't be long before their new partner would Shell Smash out of this egg.
Under everyone's hopeful gaze—the previously still Pokémon Egg—seemed to sense something—and began to gently rock.
To the side—Jenny sat gracefully on the sofa—sipping the hot tea Wade had offered her earlier.
The tea leaves—purchased at the market a few days ago—reportedly from leaves growing on Sawsbuck's antlers—combined with Wade's exquisite tea-making skills—exuded a fragrant aroma when lightly sniffed—and left a full, sweet aftertaste upon drinking.
Jenny looked at the scene not far away—and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve into a beautiful smile.
Not only did he manage such a large farm in an orderly manner—but he also got along so harmoniously with the Pokémon—truly an excellent young farm owner—
Just as she was secretly sighing—a "da-da-da" sound of high heels clattering—came from the staircase.
A silver-haired mature noblewoman—clad in a tattered black silk and milk-white gauze—descended.
Her long, slender, snow-white, plump, beautiful legs—covered in a white/turbid steam—the long black stockings covering her soft, snowy skin—torn to shreds.
Her silver-white hair—fell to her flushed shoulders—her eyebrows like a new moon emerging from clouds—her eyes like a clear, frozen lake.
As her steps lightly fell—her almost undisguised soft, milky breasts—bounced out of the torn, milk-white thin gauze.
Her two mature, voluptuous peach-like buttocks—pressed together—swaying and rippling with her seductive waist—emanating waves of alluring, mature feminine fragrance.
However—her eyes—almost filled with mist—and her pale face—as if all strength had been drained from her body—made one highly suspect that if touched—she might just collapse softly to the ground.
Seeing this scene—Jenny's hot tea—held to her lips—unconsciously paused.
A remote, vast farm. A strong, healthy farm owner. A pale-faced, silver-haired noblewoman—whose clothes were extremely tattered and disheveled—slowly descending from the second floor only at midday—trembling slightly.
Instantly—Jenny linked this to many cases.
For example—had some kind of erotic confinement and training taken place?
"Hmm."
Noticing Jenny's gaze—Wade probably guessed what she was thinking.
Just as every battle Trainer—upon making eye contact—wants to have an intense Pokémon battle—the police officer also had her occupational hazard.
"Her name is Cogita—she's one of my maids."
"She was probably working too late and was too tired last night."
"It's not the kind of confinement and training you're thinking of—Jenny."
After much thought—the farm owner decided to directly skip over last night's maid-Miltank silver party.
At this moment—having been 'conquered' for an entire night—even this usually elegant, noble silver-haired lady—was a bit muddled.
Her muddled brain—now filled with the shadow of that massive object—and fragments of herself—with her soft, sweet buttocks raised—submitting on the bed—being fiercely 'implanted' by the farm owner—just like a big, mooing Miltank.
"Haah~ It's indeed not confinement and training."
Without thinking—she gently wrapped her arm around Wade's—jade-like face slightly flushed—plump, sweet, soft cherry lips—continuously exhaling sweet, seductive breaths.
"Because… this concubine is Master's maid-pet~"
???
Maid? Pet!
Jenny's beautiful eyes widened.
Her fair, slender hand—as if an occupational habit—had already gripped the handcuffs in her bag.
"Hmm—could it be that she's already crossed the initial stage of resistance—and completely fallen to become the farm owner's exclusive pet?!"
As a righteous officer—she was now contemplating whether to handcuff Wade first.
Sese might be acceptable—but League law does not permit terrible maid training—
"Master—lunch is ready~"
Just as this cold, alluring green-haired older sister was secretly conflicted—two soft young female voices—suddenly came from the living room.
Akari and Irida peeked out from the kitchen—softly calling out to Wade.
In the private environment of the villa—no outsiders would intrude without the farm owner's permission.
Their attire was also more suggestive and alluring.
A thin, black lace bodysuit—lightly enveloped Akari's delicate body—her plump, soft snowy mounds spilling out from the sides—exposing large areas of skin that gleamed like snow.
Irida—on the other hand—wore a pure and alluring maid outfit—her exquisite jade legs—adorned with soft white silk stockings—appeared even longer and more beautiful—hard to look away.
"Miss Jenny—would you like to join us for lunch?"
"I—I still…"
Hearing their simultaneous invitation—Jenny subconsciously swallowed.
A remote town. An even more remote, vast farm.
A silver-haired, mature noblewoman—who had become a pet—exuding an enticing meaty aroma from head to toe.
Two youthful girls—each beautiful in her own way—both alluring maids.
And a young, strong farm owner—who probably wouldn't tire even after three days and three nights of work.
If she were added to the mix…
The rest of the plot—already self-evident.
The once majestic, heroic officer—who had entered the farm alone—was soon drugged by the terrible farm owner during lunch—then brutally imprisoned—subjected to years of inhumane training.
In the end—it wouldn't just be simple cultivation and breeding…
She… she would also turn into a big female dog that could only go "Woof woof woof woof" and "Woof woof woof woof"!!!
"…"
Jenny's eyes rolled back.
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