As the last breeding tank is set down by the moving company, I breathe a sigh of relief. Back on the mainland, I was beginning to get into hot water from Pokemon Rights activists and the government alike over allegations of "animal sexual abuse" and "cruel mistreatment of animals." Bastards. Don't they understand pokephilia was made legal hundreds of years ago? I walk to the edge of the catwalk facing the windows, and take in the sight before me. A breathtaking view of the Orange Lagoon, dotted in every direction with small inhabited islands where Humans and Pokemon lived independently, free from the drama in Kanto or Sinnoh for example. I flash a half smile, knowing all that is about to change. I peel myself away from the gorgeous view, my thick cock already hardening as my mind races. I'm in the mood for a new breeding slut.