Filler

In the cozy warmth of the PokeRanch mansion's main living room, Helena sat cross-legged on a large, luxurious armchair, a book resting comfortably in her lap. 

Her delicate hands absentmindedly stroked Salazzle, who stretched lazily, basking in the attention. The soft flicker of the fireplace added to the room's tranquility.

Dune sprawled across a massive sofa beside Helena's armchair, his enormous body taking up its entire length. 

His deep breaths signaled that he was in a deep sleep, his powerful body in a rare state of relaxation. Due to his time in the cave, he had developed the habit of only half sleeping, but today, he was in such a good mood that he completely fell asleep. 

Helena glanced at him lovingly from time to time before returning to the intricate text she was reading.

In the background, Lopunny and Gardevoir were locked in a familiar argument, their banter filling the air.

"I'm telling you, Dune is an ass guy," Lopunny teased, smirking as she arched her back dramatically. "Why else would I be his favorite?" She playfully slapped her own muscular ass, her ears twitching with delight as she felt her buttplug moving and squirming inside her.

Gardevoir crossed her arms over her massive chest, her expression unimpressed. "Perhaps I am his favorite; after all, I have brains, breasts, and rear," she replied coolly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. 

"Unlike someone whose only accomplishment is her... overinflated ego and posterior."

Lopunny's grin widened as she leaned closer. "You're just mad because Dune's losing interest in your massive udders now that you've been packing on the pounds." She poked Gardevoir's belly, earning an annoyed glare.

"At least I was brave enough to help at the Breaking Point," Gardevoir countered, her gaze sharp. "Meanwhile, you were off lounging around, pretending to 'walk' Salazzle. Too scared, were we?"

Lopunny clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes. "Scared? Please. I just didn't want to ruin my manicure."

Before Gardevoir could respond, footsteps echoed through the hall. Both women turned as the door to the living room opened, revealing the new maids.

The women stepped in, each wearing a slim-shot golden bikini that shimmered in the low light. 

The swimsuits they had chosen for uniforms revealed more than a glimpse of their areolas, teasingly peeking out from the fabric. 

The group hesitated for a moment, standing awkwardly under Helena's watchful gaze as she looked at them with no expression on her face.

Helena forced herself to stand despite the anxiety swirling inside her due to the sleeping Dune. She straightened her dress, clutching the book in her hand as if it were a lifeline. 

Her heart pounded, but she managed a small, genuine smile. "W-welcome," Helena stammered softly. "It's… really nice to meet you all."

The maids exchanged nervous glances but nodded in response. 

Cassidy adjusted her bikini, trying to hide the bit of her nipple peeking out, while Jessie flashed a cheeky grin at Helena.

Helena hesitated for a moment before clapping her hands together. "I want to give them a tour of the mansion," she announced, her nervousness fading into excitement. "I'm really proud of this place."

All the girls looked around and spotted Dune sleeping on the sofa, with Salazzle moving on top of him for heat; it was bizarre that the same Dragon monster who fucked them relentlessly was now being used as a heat pillow by a Pokemon they had never seen before.

Helena turned to the maids, her cheeks still flushed with a mix of anxiety and excitement. "Come with me," she said warmly, trying to move the attention from Dune to herself despite her evident anxiety. "I'll show you everything."

The group followed Helena as she led them through the mansion's grand halls, her voice growing more confident with each step. 

"The mansion has around eighty rooms in total," Helena began. "There's our master bedroom—that's Dune's and mine. Then there are separate rooms for Gardevoir, Lopunny, Salazzle, Zoroark, and the rest of the Pokemon we'll catch in the future."

She glanced over her shoulder, ensuring the maids were keeping up. "We also have several guest rooms and fifteen full bathrooms, with an additional half-bathroom in each room."

The girls exchanged wide-eyed glances, already overwhelmed by the sheer size of the estate. Helena smiled, pleased with their reactions.

"There's a cinema room," Helena continued, "perfect for movie nights." 

"And a gym for those who want to stay in shape. Dune and Lopunny frequent the gym, so if you hear moanings, it's probably them." She explained to the girls as they moved through racks of free weights and other expensive equipment none had seen before.

Helena went on, her voice brimming with pride. "We have a garden, a library, an Olympic-sized pool, and even a spa. Oh! And there's a massage parlor run by Lopunny; she is a Pokemon of many talents."

Helena giggled softly before continuing. "We also have a bow shooting range, a Pokemon battle arena, and a high-tech lab." She paused briefly, her cheeks blushing. "And… there's a room we call the 'freaky room.' You'll find out why soon enough."

The maids exchanged intrigued looks, though none dared to ask for clarification of what a 'freaky room' could mean after living through the Breaking Point.

"There are three living rooms," Helena added. "Also, there is a gaming room, a banquet hall, and a ballroom for special occasions. And we have two ancient Poketlantic-themed bathhouses—one hot, one cold."

The maids were thoroughly impressed—and slightly overwhelmed by the time the tour ended. They stood in the final hallway, marveling at the opulence around them.

Helena giggled at their awestruck expressions. "You'll be responsible for keeping everything in perfect condition," she explained. "Cleaning, organizing, and ensuring every room is ready for guests."

Cassidy raised an eyebrow. "All eighty rooms?" Helena nodded. "Yes. It's a lot of work, and my poor, sweet Gardevoir has been taking care of everything until now. I believe you can help her out!" Her eyes sparkled with genuine enthusiasm, unknowing of what Gardevoir had put the girls through. 

"Remember, you're not just maids—you're part of this family now." Helena said as she took Cassidy's hands as she was the closest to her, "Don't be too harsh; if you need help, don't hesitate to ask me or Gardevoir; we are always willing to help!"

The maids exchanged glances, their nerves slowly easing under Helena's kind words. Jessie gave a small smile. "We'll make sure it's spotless."

Helena's heart swelled with pride. "Thank you." With the tour complete, Helena led the group back to the living room, where Dune waited, still lounging on the sofa. 

She gave him a soft smile as she sat beside him, her anxiety replaced by a sense of accomplishment. "I gave a full tour of the mansion, sweety! And I didn't stutter once," Helena said as she put her right hand on her chest.

"You were speaking just fine in Kanto," Dune said as his eyes adjusted to the morning light, to later be "hit" or rather tickled by an angry Helena.

Pouting, Helena said, "That was because I was angry and horny! Now I'm just horny and anxious; I don't like speaking with new people when I can speak with those I know."

The girls were creeped out by seeing Dune act so human-like. From their perspective, Dune and Helena raided their cave and kidnapped those who were arrested by Kanto's police force to be mind-broken for his use.

But now, they saw Helena and Dune share a moment of intimacy beyond just sex; it was like a newly married couple, full of joy and happiness.

Dune gave Helena a reassuring nod, his gaze flickering between her and the maids. "...I know they will live up to the expectations; after all, I and Gardevoir trained them, didn't we?" Dune asked, looking at them.

The girls quickly nodded and bowed as they felt Dune's heavy gaze on their bodies, almost falling to their knees due to the pressure.

Helena leaned against him, her hand finding his claws. For the first time in a while, everything felt right. 

Helena dismissed the maids, walking up to Dune and falling to her knees beside him,

"Dumm~ I've been meaning to ask something," Helena asked as she buried her face in Dune's chest.

"Yes, Honey?" Dune asked as he rolled aside on the sofa, tossing Salazzle away into the ground; once she hit it, Salazzle growled like a cat and crawled away, hitting her head with Gardevoir's leg as she and Lopunny continued their banter.

Once Salazzle was gone, Helena replaced her place and climbed up Dune, covering his body like a blanket due to her heavy, long gown. "Dune, what are we waiting for? We have 1 badge left... I know we can't rush things, but I really want to..."

"I know," Dune quickly interrupted, "But I swear the wait is worth it," he said, his eyes meeting Helena's.

Golden eyes with black sclera met Purple eyes with white sclera; the beauty and the beast stared at each other as Helena's head fell into his chest.

"I trust you..." Helena said, her left ear in Dune's chest.

"I know," Dune answered as his claws ran through Helena's hair. Your heart is beating fast," Helena told Dune as her arms expanded to hug him tightly.

The two embrace each other, watching Lopunny and Gardevoir fight with each other, and the maids walk past in and out of multiple rooms, and they are happy...