Later that night
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 30
by
copier
· original author:
oddler
Brock fought for freedom but couldn't escape the grasp of the wrathful young girl. He soon found himself face to face with her puckered hole. Misty smirked for the first time since entering the gym. Letting out a massive fart, after placing him between her butt cheeks, Brock struggled to remain conscious. Ash however was quite fatigued from his empty stomach and the heavy lifting had been doing all day (carrying around Misty's backpack as well as his own at half his size). The smell proved to be too much for the boy and fell backwards. The back of his head rushed to meet the floor. Misty, who was too busy getting revenge to notice what had happened to her slave, continued to torture self proclaimed 'Pimp Master' Brock.
She felt him struggle to escape from his underwear prison. She moved a hand behind her rear. Extending her thumb she pushed down on the small wriggly lump. The bulge in her jean shorts disappeared. Brock had been swallowed feet first by her hungry anus. The pressure of Misty's thumb caused him to be swallowed up to his neck. He was only seconds away from being consumed entirely by the angry, vengeful butthole. Fortunately the swallow didn't come; unfortunately Brock felt pressure quickly building at his feet. Misty's muscles clamped down on him so that he was unable to pull himself free. He knew there was a monster growing ever larger in the young girl’s rectum but there was no way to escape. His pheromones failed to control her when she was at her normal, they were entirely useless now. Misty, furious at the way she'd been treated, unleashed a fart that rocked the gym's very foundations.
When Ash woke up he found himself not in Pewter city gym but on the floor of a hotel room. There was a bed to his right and a chest of drawers with a tv on top to his left. He felt sore all over and the back of his head was killing him. Reaching up he felt a small lump forming. Oh well, at least the smell of Misty's vitriolic wrath was no longer lingering in his nostrils. Sitting up he was surprised to see a small white bag slide off his chest. Opening it he found a burger, not of the fart variety, and fries inside. Ash smiled at Misty's small act of kindness and began to chow down. The young girl who'd been lying on the bed admiring her badge, hearing that her slave was awake, decided to chastise him.
"Ash!" He looked up from his eating, "Did I give you permission to faint?" she growled.
Was this a trick question?
"Ummmmmmmmmm........................... No?" Ash replied lamely, unsure what she wanted to hear.
"That's right, I didn't. Don't do it again if you know what's good for you." Ash was about to protest but instead he held his tongue. There was no use arguing with the girl, he just bowed his head in submission. He only had to deal with her until he paid her back for her bike he kept reminding himself. It wasn't that he hated her; it was just that she was way too bossy. If only the spunky tomboy was a bit nicer to him they could probably be friends......... or as close to friends as a slave and his master could be. They were passionate about the same things but she didn't see him as an equal or a traveling companion, just a piece of property she'd picked up during her journey.
Misty, deciding Ash knew his place and didn't need further disciplining, switched gears and leaned in excitedly, "Check it out!" She flashed him her Pewter City badge, a wild smile on her face. She'd been so elated after winning her first badge that she wanted to share her excitement with her new traveling companion. It had been a pain waiting for him to wake up. Even though he wasn't a power user he was a pokemon trainer just a year younger than herself. She knew he'd be excited and impressed by her accomplishment.
Ash quickly forgot about Misty's harsh words as he saw the badge glittering between her fingers, "Wow! Yeah, that's right, you won your match! That's really impressive Misty; I hope I can earn a Pewter City badge too someday."
Misty did her best not to smile appreciatively at the compliment. Her slave was growing on her, if only a little. That was, in truth, a bad thing. How could he be happy for her? He was her slave; it had to be an act! Even if it wasn't eventually he'd realize she wasn't going to give him the opportunity to pay her back for her bike. How could he earn any money when he was a full time slave? In a few days he'd try to escape and attack her, and then Misty would gobble him up. She decided then though that she wouldn't be overly cruel with Ash. No nibbling or teasing, just an acid bath.
Not wanting to ruin his and her good mood she decided just to fib, "Hey, maybe you will someday. Just remember to pick up a good pokemon next time, Pikachu won't cut it."
Ash frowned, "Yeah, you're telling me. Well, if Prof. Oak lets me I'll probably end up picking Squirtle for my next pokemon. You've really sold me on water pokemon; the way you took down Onyx was amazing!" Misty couldn't help herself, she grinned with pride.
"I know, wasn't it?" She gushed excitedly, "That huge rock snake was nothing against a well fired hydro pump!"
Ash agreed and dropped his half eaten burger back into his bag so that the two could talk animatedly about the specifics of Misty and Brocks battle. Curiosity though finally got the better of Ash and he asked her what she'd done with the Casanova gym leader and his flock of brain washed groupies.
Misty lost her smile remembering the rude man at least 4 or 5 years her senior, "I let him do a little anal diving. In hindsight though the chauvinistic little pig probably enjoyed it."
Somehow Ash doubted it.
"If he ever wakes up from his coma he'll probably go back to being Pewter City gym leader. All of his slaves left once his pheromone effect wore off..... The little pervert had a small army of them in the back rooms of the gym."
The two talked a bit more as Ash finished his meal, "So, where are we headed next?"
"My home city of Cerulean. It's going to take several days though." They'd have to walk up and through Mt. Moon. There was also an elite school along the way that Misty's sisters had attended. Apparently you could study and train there instead of traveling and beating gym leaders. If you had the cash you could basically get a shot at the elite four without winning any battles outside of the campus's grounds. Misty had never been offered a chance to enroll which really cheesed her off. Not that she would have accepted, she wasn't some bratty elitist snob. Besides if she really wanted badges she could take them by force and get a shot at the elite four without fighting any gym leaders as well. But she new she needed to train hard if she wanted to beat the four famed power users and become recognized internationally as a pokemon master.
Ash nodded, "I've never been to Cerulean, is it nice?"
"It's great; I'll show you some of the sights." Misty promised without thinking. Wait, he was just a slave. Even if she was proud of her hometown why show him around?
"Hey, thanks!" Ash thanked her, an excited gleam in his eye.
Misty didn't have the heart to retract her promise, "Er.... sure, whatever." She checked the clock near her bed, "All right we've got a lot of traveling to do tomorrow, we should really get to bed." She whipped out Ash's PersonBall.
Ash sighed, "What, you still don't trust me?"
"Of course I don't trust you." Misty snorted, "Don't fight me on this, I bought you dinner." Well, she hadn't technically 'bought' it but she'd still gone to the trouble of getting it for him.
"Fine, fine." Ash muttered. He was sucked into his ball.
Alone in his four room complex Ash decided to take a shower then hit the hay.
In the morning.............
She felt him struggle to escape from his underwear prison. She moved a hand behind her rear. Extending her thumb she pushed down on the small wriggly lump. The bulge in her jean shorts disappeared. Brock had been swallowed feet first by her hungry anus. The pressure of Misty's thumb caused him to be swallowed up to his neck. He was only seconds away from being consumed entirely by the angry, vengeful butthole. Fortunately the swallow didn't come; unfortunately Brock felt pressure quickly building at his feet. Misty's muscles clamped down on him so that he was unable to pull himself free. He knew there was a monster growing ever larger in the young girl’s rectum but there was no way to escape. His pheromones failed to control her when she was at her normal, they were entirely useless now. Misty, furious at the way she'd been treated, unleashed a fart that rocked the gym's very foundations.
When Ash woke up he found himself not in Pewter city gym but on the floor of a hotel room. There was a bed to his right and a chest of drawers with a tv on top to his left. He felt sore all over and the back of his head was killing him. Reaching up he felt a small lump forming. Oh well, at least the smell of Misty's vitriolic wrath was no longer lingering in his nostrils. Sitting up he was surprised to see a small white bag slide off his chest. Opening it he found a burger, not of the fart variety, and fries inside. Ash smiled at Misty's small act of kindness and began to chow down. The young girl who'd been lying on the bed admiring her badge, hearing that her slave was awake, decided to chastise him.
"Ash!" He looked up from his eating, "Did I give you permission to faint?" she growled.
Was this a trick question?
"Ummmmmmmmmm........................... No?" Ash replied lamely, unsure what she wanted to hear.
"That's right, I didn't. Don't do it again if you know what's good for you." Ash was about to protest but instead he held his tongue. There was no use arguing with the girl, he just bowed his head in submission. He only had to deal with her until he paid her back for her bike he kept reminding himself. It wasn't that he hated her; it was just that she was way too bossy. If only the spunky tomboy was a bit nicer to him they could probably be friends......... or as close to friends as a slave and his master could be. They were passionate about the same things but she didn't see him as an equal or a traveling companion, just a piece of property she'd picked up during her journey.
Misty, deciding Ash knew his place and didn't need further disciplining, switched gears and leaned in excitedly, "Check it out!" She flashed him her Pewter City badge, a wild smile on her face. She'd been so elated after winning her first badge that she wanted to share her excitement with her new traveling companion. It had been a pain waiting for him to wake up. Even though he wasn't a power user he was a pokemon trainer just a year younger than herself. She knew he'd be excited and impressed by her accomplishment.
Ash quickly forgot about Misty's harsh words as he saw the badge glittering between her fingers, "Wow! Yeah, that's right, you won your match! That's really impressive Misty; I hope I can earn a Pewter City badge too someday."
Misty did her best not to smile appreciatively at the compliment. Her slave was growing on her, if only a little. That was, in truth, a bad thing. How could he be happy for her? He was her slave; it had to be an act! Even if it wasn't eventually he'd realize she wasn't going to give him the opportunity to pay her back for her bike. How could he earn any money when he was a full time slave? In a few days he'd try to escape and attack her, and then Misty would gobble him up. She decided then though that she wouldn't be overly cruel with Ash. No nibbling or teasing, just an acid bath.
Not wanting to ruin his and her good mood she decided just to fib, "Hey, maybe you will someday. Just remember to pick up a good pokemon next time, Pikachu won't cut it."
Ash frowned, "Yeah, you're telling me. Well, if Prof. Oak lets me I'll probably end up picking Squirtle for my next pokemon. You've really sold me on water pokemon; the way you took down Onyx was amazing!" Misty couldn't help herself, she grinned with pride.
"I know, wasn't it?" She gushed excitedly, "That huge rock snake was nothing against a well fired hydro pump!"
Ash agreed and dropped his half eaten burger back into his bag so that the two could talk animatedly about the specifics of Misty and Brocks battle. Curiosity though finally got the better of Ash and he asked her what she'd done with the Casanova gym leader and his flock of brain washed groupies.
Misty lost her smile remembering the rude man at least 4 or 5 years her senior, "I let him do a little anal diving. In hindsight though the chauvinistic little pig probably enjoyed it."
Somehow Ash doubted it.
"If he ever wakes up from his coma he'll probably go back to being Pewter City gym leader. All of his slaves left once his pheromone effect wore off..... The little pervert had a small army of them in the back rooms of the gym."
The two talked a bit more as Ash finished his meal, "So, where are we headed next?"
"My home city of Cerulean. It's going to take several days though." They'd have to walk up and through Mt. Moon. There was also an elite school along the way that Misty's sisters had attended. Apparently you could study and train there instead of traveling and beating gym leaders. If you had the cash you could basically get a shot at the elite four without winning any battles outside of the campus's grounds. Misty had never been offered a chance to enroll which really cheesed her off. Not that she would have accepted, she wasn't some bratty elitist snob. Besides if she really wanted badges she could take them by force and get a shot at the elite four without fighting any gym leaders as well. But she new she needed to train hard if she wanted to beat the four famed power users and become recognized internationally as a pokemon master.
Ash nodded, "I've never been to Cerulean, is it nice?"
"It's great; I'll show you some of the sights." Misty promised without thinking. Wait, he was just a slave. Even if she was proud of her hometown why show him around?
"Hey, thanks!" Ash thanked her, an excited gleam in his eye.
Misty didn't have the heart to retract her promise, "Er.... sure, whatever." She checked the clock near her bed, "All right we've got a lot of traveling to do tomorrow, we should really get to bed." She whipped out Ash's PersonBall.
Ash sighed, "What, you still don't trust me?"
"Of course I don't trust you." Misty snorted, "Don't fight me on this, I bought you dinner." Well, she hadn't technically 'bought' it but she'd still gone to the trouble of getting it for him.
"Fine, fine." Ash muttered. He was sucked into his ball.
Alone in his four room complex Ash decided to take a shower then hit the hay.
In the morning.............
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