Pokemon: Conflicting the Backgrounds (Private for me and Asterisk*)

"Um, okay." Amy said turning the poyta around and kicking it into a light trot towards the house Charise was pointing to.

Marcus was smoking a pipe on the back porch when he saw Amy riding up. "Wha' in tarnation's tha' city slicker doin'?" He said as he stood up and went down the steps, only to be surprised when he saw who Amy was riding. "Well I'll be a Infernape's uncle! Ya'll riding tha' stubborn Windrider!" He shouted as he looked Amy over, noticing the mild electrical burns.

"Um, yeah." Amy blushed keeping the ponyta in control. "Charise said I should show you that I was riding him." she said while her mind was off fantasizing about her newest pokemon, she had already decided she wanted Windrider.

Marcus sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Well Pa's sure gonna be happy someone claimed tha' Ponyta. Com'on, Ya'll got forms ta sign." He said as he went inside the Ranch house.

"Um okay." Amy said clumsily dismounting the ponyta, barely landing on her feet. "Ow." she whined rubbing her rump some more, riding the ponyta bareback was certainly making it sore, even with her added protection. She walked behind Marcus, following him inside. "Is it okay to leave Windrider out alone?" she asked giving one last look at the ponyta watching him graze.

Marcus nodded. "He'll be fine. Tha' colt's ornerier than a Tauros with a Joltic on it's rump." He said as he got the forms together and laid then on the table and filled some of the spaces in. "Alrigh' , jus' sign on tha dotted lines, an' Windrider's yer's, so long as you don't keep 'im locked in one o' those new-fangled balls all tha time. Ponyta need fresh air." He said as he slid the paperwork to Amy.

"Um, alright." Amy said quickly signing her name. "But, why? I mean I'm just curious about what's wrong with pokeballs?"

Marcus frowned. "How would ya'll like bein' stuffed inta a tiny cramped ball? Pokemon deserve ta be happy an' free. Tha's why we neva use them balls on tha ranch 'cept in emergencies. We even 'ave Nurse Joy, pretty little missy bu' tha whole family breeds fasta' than a pack o' Pikachu, come ta tha ranch if'n we got a sick pokemon we can't help with home remedies."

"But they aren't cramped in there, it's all spatial and matter compression and other technology stuff." Amy said holding up her own three pokeballs. "But I guess I'll make an exception." she sighed hoping the league regulations would be okay with it.

Marcus looked lost as Amy went all technical with her explanation of pokeballs. "Wha'eva, jus' keep Windrider out with ya. Ya'll got a dog pokemon? Cause Ya'll need them here on tha ranch. We sometimes get an Ursaring snoopin' 'round." He said as Charise came in and grabbed Amy.

"Com'on slowpoke, we gotta get cleaned up ta help with dinner!" She said as she dragged Amy into the bathroom with her and began to remove her overalls.

"I have a manectric. Does that count?" she asked just as Charise came in to grab her. "Hey-slow down." she whined as she was dragged into the bathroom. She blushed as Charise started to remove her clothes. "You.. you expect us to bathe together?" she asked embarrassed, not wanting to strip in front of the other girl at all.

Charise looked at Amy like the girl had grown a second head. "O' course we are! Save us time an' water." She said as she stripped out of her boots and jeans, standing in her shirt and, surprisingly, Eevee printed panties.

Amy blushed at how open the girl was with stripping. "But- we're practically strangers!" she said looking away. "At the very least is there anyplace where I can change privately?" she asked turning away so she couldn't see Charise remove her clothes.

Charise shook her head as she took off her shirt, showing her flat chest, before finally removing her panties. "No time. Jus' get nekid already so we's can wash up." She said impatiently, folding her jeans, shirt, and panties and setting them on the toilet seat. "Do i gotta help ya'll strip?" SHe asked as she reached for Amy's Overalls straps.

"N-no, I'll just wash up later, besides I already ate." Amy said leaping back even though Charise had already caught her overall strap. "H-hey let go." She said trying to escape.

Charise shook her head as she undid Amy's overalls. "Oh no ya'll don'! Ya'll getting cleaned up an'..... Wha' are those?" She asked once Amy's overalls fell to the ground, revealing what was worn under them.

"Nothing, they're nothing!" Amy half-screamed. Thankfully the shirt she was wearing was big on her as she was able to use it to cover up her diaper. "Geez don't you know anything about personal space?" she blushed inching backwards to get away from the naked girl.

Charise wouldn't take no for an answer, and yanked Amy's shirt off. "By Golly! Ya'll wearing diapers like a baby!" She said, looking at her temporary co-worker's choice in undergarments.

"Sh-shut up!" Amy blushed getting louder. "I-I'm just wearing them so I won't have to go to the bathroom outside like some animal." she blushed now trying to cover her chest revealing that the white diapers had prints of cute pokemon on them like pichus and cleffas.

Charise quirked an eyebrow. "An' wha's wrong with tha'?" She said as she reached to remove the diaper. "Really wierd though. I neva seen diapers made o' plastic." She said in curiosity.

"Stop touching it." Amy whined moving away and grabbing the tape that Charise managed to untape. "Fine, I'll get in the bath, just let me do this part myself." she blushed hotly and watching Charise with her eyes.

CHarise shrugged as she got into the shower tub and took the clips and hair-ties out of her hair and let it all fall before she took some Pecha-scented shampoo and started lathering her hair.

Amy waited until Charise wasn't looking before tearing the reamaining tape off, making sure that the tapes still had soem hold in order to put it back on. She covered her body modestly as she entered the tub. "Uh can I have some of that shampoo?" she asked still cover herself in the water.

Charise nodded as she handed the shampoo to Amy. "So then, ya'll must 'ave been wearing tha' durin' our ride ta Thunder Bluff. Tha' wha' was makin' yer britches bulge?" She asked as she took a bar of Oran and honeysuckle soap and started to lather herself up.

"Uh yes I was wearing it than..." Amy blushed lathering the shampoo into her shoulder length red hair. "I can't help it if they make my clothes bulge out like that, that's kind of why I wear a dress and shorts usually." she said explaining how she had covered it up when she first found the steakhouse.