Runaway Slave
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 34
by
copier
· original author:
oddler
“Ash Ketchum how thick can you be?!” The boy took a step back, startled. Misty had been pretty cold ever since breakfast but now, for some reason, she seemed furious. He could never understand girls.
“What do you mean Misty?” He asked taking a step backwards.
Misty considered whipping out her oversized mallet and giving the daft kid a wakeup call, “I’m no hero, I’m not nice, I’ve never been nice. I kill jerks because it’s fun, because they annoy me, and most importantly because I can. As a power user no one can tell me what I can and can’t do. I don’t do it to make the world a better place I do it because I’m fun. I’m amazed that after spending the last five hours or so getting battered by my tongue and tossed around in my underwear you couldn’t figure that out for yourself.”
“……….. But you can’t be bad. I ruined your bike and you didn’t eat me.”
“Yet!” Misty blurted out viciously before she could stop herself.
Ash looked really hurt, “You don’t really mean that do you?”
His expression caused Misty to lose some of her fierceness. She found she really didn’t want to eat him but what other possibility was there? It wasn’t as if he’d ever be able to scrounge up the money he owed her, “I…… well….. er…..”
“I’m going to pay you back!” Ash insisted.
“But that’s just it!” Misty finally found her voice and her conviction again, “How? You’re my slave, you can’t earn any money. Haven’t you realized that yet? Well even if you haven’t you would have realized it eventually, and then what? You would have tried to escape or hurt me, don’t deny it!” She pointed an accusing finger in his face.
Ash was silent. Misty steeled herself, Ash came off as a nice guy but after her confession he was sure to take a swing at her. The boy just bowed his head and crouched, “So….. you were never going to let me go no matter what I did?” He spoke softly not making eye contact with Misty.
“I…. umm……” Misty put her hand behind her back and kicked up some dust with her tennis shoe nervously. She wasn’t used to feeling guilty but she felt pretty bad right now, “It’s not like I wanted to trick you it’s just that….. what was I supposed to do? Just let you go? Ask you to stay behind in Viridian, earn some money washing dishes, and pay me back the next time you saw me?” She snorted trying to convey her disbelief but it sounded more desperate and high pitched than it should have.
“I would have worked it off if you’d given me the chance.” Ash responded stubbornly looking up at the girl.
“That’s not the point!” Misty waved her arms disgusted with his ignorance, how could he expect her to trust the word of some random boy who’d stolen her bike?
“Look Ash, you’re my property and that’s that. Eventually you’re going to wind up in her. She gave her belly a powerful slap for dramatic effect.
Ash glared at her and stood up. Misty was startled by the sudden motion. She got ready to grow if need be, but Ash didn’t make any attempt to get at her.
He just continued to glare at her for a while and then, “……. I’m really disappointed in you. I don’t even want to look at your face right now!” Ash turned and started to walk away, off the trail towards some trees.
Misty was shocked. She just watched him walk away, feeling a bit sheepish, but she finally got back some of her tomboyish nerve the moment he hit the Forest’s perimeter, “Hey! I….. I didn’t give you permission to leave! Come back!” He didn’t.
She went in after him, “Ash, where are you?! Look, it’s not like I want to eat you. That’s just the way things are. You’re a boy and I’m a power user, I’m higher up in the food chain! You trashed my bike so I….. So I…..” He wasn’t calling back to her. Misty stopped, she peered into the trees scanning for anything that seemed out of the ordinary. He’d made a clean escape. No one had ever gotten away from her before, and he hadn’t even been running. He’d just walked off and she’d let him go.
“Ash! Come on back! Look, I’m not going to eat you for a while! Ash!” He didn’t respond. Misty suddenly felt a surge of anger and for a second she considered growing and leveling the whole forest. She didn’t though, he anger quickly dissipated and it was soon replaced by something else. She wasn’t sure what it was at first. Disappointment? Maybe even a little……… guilt? Hearing nothing but silence she decided to return to the trail. Ash had left both their bags. She picked up hers and, after a moments hesitation, she picked up Ash’s.
“I knew he’d run off or something.” The tomboy muttered, but the truth was no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t really be mad at Ash.
How could she blame him for being mad at her? If someone had treated her the same way they would have been breakfast in a heartbeat. She thought back to how cruelly she’d treated him all day. She’d done it not because she enjoyed torturing him, more because she didn’t. She had felt she was getting too close to him. It was hard for her to spend 16 hours of a day with someone like Ash and not grow to like him. She’d even felt a bit guilty when she’d only sat on his face. It was annoying and very unMisty like. So she’d treated him like crap all day, trying to break whatever feelings she had for him. To remind herself that he was just a disposable slave who wasn’t going to be around forever. His trip into her panties hadn’t been for any sort of pleasure, Misty wasn’t yet interested in boys. It was just a method of dehumanizing him and making him more into an object to be used at her whim instead of a person. A person being, in Misty’s eyes, a female power user like herself.
Now though, looking back, she regretted her actions. Ash hadn’t deserved the tongue lashing she’d given him. He also didn’t deserve to be forced in between her butt cheeks. Sure it wasn’t as bad as what she’d forced other slaves to endure, and she hadn’t farted on the poor boy, but that didn’t make it right. She’d punished him because she was angry at herself for not being meaner and less attached. Just so that she wouldn’t be emotional when it came time to suck him down her throat…. Even though the reason she’d spared him to begin with was because death by digestion seemed unfair considering he’d only stolen her bike to save his pokemon’s life. It was silly now that she thought about it. Sighing she started walking up the trail alone without changing into her giant form.
After a few hours it started getting dark. She was near the base of Mt. Moon, it would be pointless to start climbing it now and with the lack of light it would even be dangerous to try in giant form. She could easily trip on some lose rocks if she wasn’t careful. Sighing she unrolled her sleeping bag, setting her and Ash’s stuff off to the side. She pulled out a package of hotdog wieners and started roasting two of them on a stick. Normally she’d scarf down a whole six pack but she didn’t have much of an appetite.
She was a bit…… lonely. She’d actually caught a slave close to her own age, who was just as big a pokemon fanatic as she was, and who actually seemed to like her! And she’d driven him away with her cruelty. She had had a traveling companion for a few short days and now she was alone again because she was a bully…… She wouldn’t deny it, maybe to others but not to herself, she was lonely.
“I’m sorry Ash.” She muttered to herself.
“Yeah, well, I shouldn’t have stormed off.” Misty nearly dropped her stick into the fire.
“?!!!!! Ash?!” She set the hotdogs down at the base of the campfire as he strolled forward.
“I just wanted some time alone but when I came back to the path you were already gone. I’ve been trying to catch up to you.” He shrugged.
Ash wasn’t sure what would happen now. Would Misty punish him? Would he be farted on again? Or worse, would he replace the hotdogs she was busy cooking? He still wanted to believe Misty was a good person, someone passionate about pokemon just like him and someone who was really kind at heart and true to her word. Still, he readied himself for the worst.
“So you came back on purpose? This isn’t just a coincidence?” Ash shook his head no for her second question, “I agreed to be your slave. What kind of person would that make me if I ran off for good?”
“A smart one?!” Misty replied snidely but the acidic tone wasn’t genuine, the truth was she felt relief. Being something of a tough girl she didn’t want to show it. Ash wasn’t buying the act though. She dropped her façade.
“I…… I’m happy you came back Ash. And I’m sorry about how I’ve been treating you. I’ve been a jerk.”
“…… It wasn’t that bad.” Ash confessed.
Misty looked him over, he looked really bruised. She’d treated him like one of her older sister’s hand me down dolls. And she used to rip the heads off those dolls.
“Here, come sit down next to me. You’ve got to be cold” She sat back down and patted the spot next to her.
Ash was indeed chilly. The temperature had dropped and he was still practically naked. He sat down in the grass next to Misty, “I’m cooking hotdogs, you can have one. Just let me get some buns out of my pack.”
“So am I going to have to tickle your armpits first or are you just going to give it to me this time?”
Misty blushed, “No, I’ll just feed you from now on. Promise.” The two enjoyed their hotdogs and Misty, who had suddenly found her appetite again, Cooked up the remaining four giving another to Ash.
“Thanks Misty, you’re the best.” Ash complimented her as he finished off his second dog.
Misty appreciated it but she didn’t understand, “How can you say that? I mean, I enslaved you, you haven’t been able to go on your pokemon journey, and today in particular I’ve treated you like crap.”
“Well yeah but you’re treating me pretty nice right now. Despite those mean things you said I….. I don’t believe them. You won’t eat me Misty, you’re better than that…… And besides, just cause I’m your slave doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.”
What a ridiculous statement, of course that’s what it meant. Yet when Ash said it, it didn’t seem so unbelievable. He was traveling with her, he seemed to like her, so why couldn’t he be her friend?
“I………… Ash, I think you’re really nice even if you are a bit of a blockhead.” She said the last part half jokingly, he was naïve but she didn’t think he was stupid, “And though I normally don’t care for ‘nice’……. I’m glad that I can finally travel with someone who isn’t terrified of me or trying to trick and betray me. I’ll try to treat you nicer now.”
“Thanks…… so does that mean no more riding in your underwear?”
Misty blushed and nodded
“And no more armpit scratching or foot massages?”
“Well I’m not going to commit to that!” Misty snorted, “What’s the point of having a slave if he’s not going to pamper me at least a little?”
Ash smirked, “Ah well, it was worth a shot.”
Misty stared back then started to smile as well, “So you thought you could play the sympathy card, eh? Get out of all your duties? Ash Ketchum you might be a little slyer than I thought.” Misty praised, “Maybe you aren’t as dumb as a pile of Pidgeyoto dung.”
Ash frowned and stuck out his tongue, “Takes one to know one, nyagh!”
“See what I mean?! That come back doesn’t even make sense!” Misty grabbed the boy in her arms and wrestled him to the ground. She noogied him into submission grinning as she did so.
“Hey cut it out Mist!” Ash laughed.
“Mist? That better be short for mistress. I KNOW you’re not dumb enough to try and give me a nickname.” The tomboy growled playfully.
She eventually let him go and the two spent the rest of the night talking excitedly about Misty’s pokemon roster and how she planned to win her next gym badge. She reluctantly revealed that she’d have to go up against her sisters leaving Ash at a loss for words at first, but soon he came back with encouragement. Misty was glad to be traveling with him again. It was too lonely traveling by herself, friendless. Even if he was her slave, and a boy, and powerless, she liked him. She wouldn’t pretend otherwise any longer.
Eventually it got nearly pitch dark, Misty yawned and pulled out Ash’s powerball, “Time to hit the hay.” Ash looked a bit crest fallen, “You don’t trust me enough to let me sleep out here with you?”
Misty blushed scarlet, “Out here……. With me?”
“I mean it’s really nice in that ball and I know you spent a lot of money on it, but I’m not going to run away. You can keep me outside.” Ash insisted.
“….. I know Ash. I’d let you, really, but I only have one sleeping bag and it’s going to get pretty cold when the fire dies out. If you want to I could let you get some clothes and you could sleep out here but I’m not sure it’d be too comfy.”
Misty, reminding him of the temperature, caused him to shiver. She was right, it was pretty chilly, “I think I’ll go with the ball now that I think about. Mist?..... Thanks for believing me.”
“Sure Ash, anytime you want to sleep out here with me I’ll let you, promise. But if we’re in a hotel room you have to sleep at the foot of the bed!”
“What do you mean? On the ground or at the very edge?”
“You can stay on the actual bed.” Misty gave him a slight grin, “I tend to kick in my sleep though.”
“What about covers?” Ash pressed.
“No covers.” The tomboy shook her head.
“Ow come on! Lets split them 50/50.”
“No! Honestly Ash sometimes you can be such a butthead I’m surprised you’re not halfway up my ass.”
“Har har, 75: 25?”
“…….Maybe but you’ll need to keep my toes nice and toasty.”
“Deal.” Ash quickly accepted
“All right then. We’ve got a big day tomorrow. Ready to get back in the ball?”
“Sure Misty, good night.”
“Good night, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He suddenly felt dizzy but a moment later he was fine, standing in the center of the well furnished 4 room personball.
Misty quickly got into her sleeping bag smiling to herself. That morning she’d decided to treat Ash poorly to keep from getting attached to the boy who actually seemed to like her and who’d saved her bacon at least once. She wasn’t ever going to treat him so badly again though. She hadn’t agreed to be his friend but she hadn’t refused. Of course he’d still have to perform his slave duties but it wouldn’t be anything too gross nor would she grow to giant size to make his workload higher. He’d pamper her and carry her bags but she wouldn’t be anywhere near as hard on him as she’d been before.
Ash decided to take a shower before going to bed. Ash didn’t exactly smell fresh after his adventures that morning with Misty. He hadn’t discussed how he was going to pay Misty back but he now felt a lot better about their relationship.
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The next morning Ash was given a wakeup call and given plenty of leeway time to get dressed. He quickly did so. Today, after breakfast, they’d scale Mt. Moon.
When Ash found himself pulled forcefully from his ball it took him a minute or two to get his bearings. Looking at his traveling companion he saw he was in the presence of
“What do you mean Misty?” He asked taking a step backwards.
Misty considered whipping out her oversized mallet and giving the daft kid a wakeup call, “I’m no hero, I’m not nice, I’ve never been nice. I kill jerks because it’s fun, because they annoy me, and most importantly because I can. As a power user no one can tell me what I can and can’t do. I don’t do it to make the world a better place I do it because I’m fun. I’m amazed that after spending the last five hours or so getting battered by my tongue and tossed around in my underwear you couldn’t figure that out for yourself.”
“……….. But you can’t be bad. I ruined your bike and you didn’t eat me.”
“Yet!” Misty blurted out viciously before she could stop herself.
Ash looked really hurt, “You don’t really mean that do you?”
His expression caused Misty to lose some of her fierceness. She found she really didn’t want to eat him but what other possibility was there? It wasn’t as if he’d ever be able to scrounge up the money he owed her, “I…… well….. er…..”
“I’m going to pay you back!” Ash insisted.
“But that’s just it!” Misty finally found her voice and her conviction again, “How? You’re my slave, you can’t earn any money. Haven’t you realized that yet? Well even if you haven’t you would have realized it eventually, and then what? You would have tried to escape or hurt me, don’t deny it!” She pointed an accusing finger in his face.
Ash was silent. Misty steeled herself, Ash came off as a nice guy but after her confession he was sure to take a swing at her. The boy just bowed his head and crouched, “So….. you were never going to let me go no matter what I did?” He spoke softly not making eye contact with Misty.
“I…. umm……” Misty put her hand behind her back and kicked up some dust with her tennis shoe nervously. She wasn’t used to feeling guilty but she felt pretty bad right now, “It’s not like I wanted to trick you it’s just that….. what was I supposed to do? Just let you go? Ask you to stay behind in Viridian, earn some money washing dishes, and pay me back the next time you saw me?” She snorted trying to convey her disbelief but it sounded more desperate and high pitched than it should have.
“I would have worked it off if you’d given me the chance.” Ash responded stubbornly looking up at the girl.
“That’s not the point!” Misty waved her arms disgusted with his ignorance, how could he expect her to trust the word of some random boy who’d stolen her bike?
“Look Ash, you’re my property and that’s that. Eventually you’re going to wind up in her. She gave her belly a powerful slap for dramatic effect.
Ash glared at her and stood up. Misty was startled by the sudden motion. She got ready to grow if need be, but Ash didn’t make any attempt to get at her.
He just continued to glare at her for a while and then, “……. I’m really disappointed in you. I don’t even want to look at your face right now!” Ash turned and started to walk away, off the trail towards some trees.
Misty was shocked. She just watched him walk away, feeling a bit sheepish, but she finally got back some of her tomboyish nerve the moment he hit the Forest’s perimeter, “Hey! I….. I didn’t give you permission to leave! Come back!” He didn’t.
She went in after him, “Ash, where are you?! Look, it’s not like I want to eat you. That’s just the way things are. You’re a boy and I’m a power user, I’m higher up in the food chain! You trashed my bike so I….. So I…..” He wasn’t calling back to her. Misty stopped, she peered into the trees scanning for anything that seemed out of the ordinary. He’d made a clean escape. No one had ever gotten away from her before, and he hadn’t even been running. He’d just walked off and she’d let him go.
“Ash! Come on back! Look, I’m not going to eat you for a while! Ash!” He didn’t respond. Misty suddenly felt a surge of anger and for a second she considered growing and leveling the whole forest. She didn’t though, he anger quickly dissipated and it was soon replaced by something else. She wasn’t sure what it was at first. Disappointment? Maybe even a little……… guilt? Hearing nothing but silence she decided to return to the trail. Ash had left both their bags. She picked up hers and, after a moments hesitation, she picked up Ash’s.
“I knew he’d run off or something.” The tomboy muttered, but the truth was no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t really be mad at Ash.
How could she blame him for being mad at her? If someone had treated her the same way they would have been breakfast in a heartbeat. She thought back to how cruelly she’d treated him all day. She’d done it not because she enjoyed torturing him, more because she didn’t. She had felt she was getting too close to him. It was hard for her to spend 16 hours of a day with someone like Ash and not grow to like him. She’d even felt a bit guilty when she’d only sat on his face. It was annoying and very unMisty like. So she’d treated him like crap all day, trying to break whatever feelings she had for him. To remind herself that he was just a disposable slave who wasn’t going to be around forever. His trip into her panties hadn’t been for any sort of pleasure, Misty wasn’t yet interested in boys. It was just a method of dehumanizing him and making him more into an object to be used at her whim instead of a person. A person being, in Misty’s eyes, a female power user like herself.
Now though, looking back, she regretted her actions. Ash hadn’t deserved the tongue lashing she’d given him. He also didn’t deserve to be forced in between her butt cheeks. Sure it wasn’t as bad as what she’d forced other slaves to endure, and she hadn’t farted on the poor boy, but that didn’t make it right. She’d punished him because she was angry at herself for not being meaner and less attached. Just so that she wouldn’t be emotional when it came time to suck him down her throat…. Even though the reason she’d spared him to begin with was because death by digestion seemed unfair considering he’d only stolen her bike to save his pokemon’s life. It was silly now that she thought about it. Sighing she started walking up the trail alone without changing into her giant form.
After a few hours it started getting dark. She was near the base of Mt. Moon, it would be pointless to start climbing it now and with the lack of light it would even be dangerous to try in giant form. She could easily trip on some lose rocks if she wasn’t careful. Sighing she unrolled her sleeping bag, setting her and Ash’s stuff off to the side. She pulled out a package of hotdog wieners and started roasting two of them on a stick. Normally she’d scarf down a whole six pack but she didn’t have much of an appetite.
She was a bit…… lonely. She’d actually caught a slave close to her own age, who was just as big a pokemon fanatic as she was, and who actually seemed to like her! And she’d driven him away with her cruelty. She had had a traveling companion for a few short days and now she was alone again because she was a bully…… She wouldn’t deny it, maybe to others but not to herself, she was lonely.
“I’m sorry Ash.” She muttered to herself.
“Yeah, well, I shouldn’t have stormed off.” Misty nearly dropped her stick into the fire.
“?!!!!! Ash?!” She set the hotdogs down at the base of the campfire as he strolled forward.
“I just wanted some time alone but when I came back to the path you were already gone. I’ve been trying to catch up to you.” He shrugged.
Ash wasn’t sure what would happen now. Would Misty punish him? Would he be farted on again? Or worse, would he replace the hotdogs she was busy cooking? He still wanted to believe Misty was a good person, someone passionate about pokemon just like him and someone who was really kind at heart and true to her word. Still, he readied himself for the worst.
“So you came back on purpose? This isn’t just a coincidence?” Ash shook his head no for her second question, “I agreed to be your slave. What kind of person would that make me if I ran off for good?”
“A smart one?!” Misty replied snidely but the acidic tone wasn’t genuine, the truth was she felt relief. Being something of a tough girl she didn’t want to show it. Ash wasn’t buying the act though. She dropped her façade.
“I…… I’m happy you came back Ash. And I’m sorry about how I’ve been treating you. I’ve been a jerk.”
“…… It wasn’t that bad.” Ash confessed.
Misty looked him over, he looked really bruised. She’d treated him like one of her older sister’s hand me down dolls. And she used to rip the heads off those dolls.
“Here, come sit down next to me. You’ve got to be cold” She sat back down and patted the spot next to her.
Ash was indeed chilly. The temperature had dropped and he was still practically naked. He sat down in the grass next to Misty, “I’m cooking hotdogs, you can have one. Just let me get some buns out of my pack.”
“So am I going to have to tickle your armpits first or are you just going to give it to me this time?”
Misty blushed, “No, I’ll just feed you from now on. Promise.” The two enjoyed their hotdogs and Misty, who had suddenly found her appetite again, Cooked up the remaining four giving another to Ash.
“Thanks Misty, you’re the best.” Ash complimented her as he finished off his second dog.
Misty appreciated it but she didn’t understand, “How can you say that? I mean, I enslaved you, you haven’t been able to go on your pokemon journey, and today in particular I’ve treated you like crap.”
“Well yeah but you’re treating me pretty nice right now. Despite those mean things you said I….. I don’t believe them. You won’t eat me Misty, you’re better than that…… And besides, just cause I’m your slave doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.”
What a ridiculous statement, of course that’s what it meant. Yet when Ash said it, it didn’t seem so unbelievable. He was traveling with her, he seemed to like her, so why couldn’t he be her friend?
“I………… Ash, I think you’re really nice even if you are a bit of a blockhead.” She said the last part half jokingly, he was naïve but she didn’t think he was stupid, “And though I normally don’t care for ‘nice’……. I’m glad that I can finally travel with someone who isn’t terrified of me or trying to trick and betray me. I’ll try to treat you nicer now.”
“Thanks…… so does that mean no more riding in your underwear?”
Misty blushed and nodded
“And no more armpit scratching or foot massages?”
“Well I’m not going to commit to that!” Misty snorted, “What’s the point of having a slave if he’s not going to pamper me at least a little?”
Ash smirked, “Ah well, it was worth a shot.”
Misty stared back then started to smile as well, “So you thought you could play the sympathy card, eh? Get out of all your duties? Ash Ketchum you might be a little slyer than I thought.” Misty praised, “Maybe you aren’t as dumb as a pile of Pidgeyoto dung.”
Ash frowned and stuck out his tongue, “Takes one to know one, nyagh!”
“See what I mean?! That come back doesn’t even make sense!” Misty grabbed the boy in her arms and wrestled him to the ground. She noogied him into submission grinning as she did so.
“Hey cut it out Mist!” Ash laughed.
“Mist? That better be short for mistress. I KNOW you’re not dumb enough to try and give me a nickname.” The tomboy growled playfully.
She eventually let him go and the two spent the rest of the night talking excitedly about Misty’s pokemon roster and how she planned to win her next gym badge. She reluctantly revealed that she’d have to go up against her sisters leaving Ash at a loss for words at first, but soon he came back with encouragement. Misty was glad to be traveling with him again. It was too lonely traveling by herself, friendless. Even if he was her slave, and a boy, and powerless, she liked him. She wouldn’t pretend otherwise any longer.
Eventually it got nearly pitch dark, Misty yawned and pulled out Ash’s powerball, “Time to hit the hay.” Ash looked a bit crest fallen, “You don’t trust me enough to let me sleep out here with you?”
Misty blushed scarlet, “Out here……. With me?”
“I mean it’s really nice in that ball and I know you spent a lot of money on it, but I’m not going to run away. You can keep me outside.” Ash insisted.
“….. I know Ash. I’d let you, really, but I only have one sleeping bag and it’s going to get pretty cold when the fire dies out. If you want to I could let you get some clothes and you could sleep out here but I’m not sure it’d be too comfy.”
Misty, reminding him of the temperature, caused him to shiver. She was right, it was pretty chilly, “I think I’ll go with the ball now that I think about. Mist?..... Thanks for believing me.”
“Sure Ash, anytime you want to sleep out here with me I’ll let you, promise. But if we’re in a hotel room you have to sleep at the foot of the bed!”
“What do you mean? On the ground or at the very edge?”
“You can stay on the actual bed.” Misty gave him a slight grin, “I tend to kick in my sleep though.”
“What about covers?” Ash pressed.
“No covers.” The tomboy shook her head.
“Ow come on! Lets split them 50/50.”
“No! Honestly Ash sometimes you can be such a butthead I’m surprised you’re not halfway up my ass.”
“Har har, 75: 25?”
“…….Maybe but you’ll need to keep my toes nice and toasty.”
“Deal.” Ash quickly accepted
“All right then. We’ve got a big day tomorrow. Ready to get back in the ball?”
“Sure Misty, good night.”
“Good night, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He suddenly felt dizzy but a moment later he was fine, standing in the center of the well furnished 4 room personball.
Misty quickly got into her sleeping bag smiling to herself. That morning she’d decided to treat Ash poorly to keep from getting attached to the boy who actually seemed to like her and who’d saved her bacon at least once. She wasn’t ever going to treat him so badly again though. She hadn’t agreed to be his friend but she hadn’t refused. Of course he’d still have to perform his slave duties but it wouldn’t be anything too gross nor would she grow to giant size to make his workload higher. He’d pamper her and carry her bags but she wouldn’t be anywhere near as hard on him as she’d been before.
Ash decided to take a shower before going to bed. Ash didn’t exactly smell fresh after his adventures that morning with Misty. He hadn’t discussed how he was going to pay Misty back but he now felt a lot better about their relationship.
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The next morning Ash was given a wakeup call and given plenty of leeway time to get dressed. He quickly did so. Today, after breakfast, they’d scale Mt. Moon.
When Ash found himself pulled forcefully from his ball it took him a minute or two to get his bearings. Looking at his traveling companion he saw he was in the presence of
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