Ash'll take a pass this time
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 36
by
copier
· original author:
oddler
Ash actually gave it some hard thought, "..... Pass, if that's all right with you." Being wedged in-between her butt cheeks could be dangerous. He might not get crushed but that wouldn't mean it would be comfortable. Then there were always 'trust' issues. He wanted to believe he and Misty could be friends but he wasn't going to resort to a trial by fire, or perhaps a more appropriately named trial by farts, just to see if she was serious or not. She already proved that she could send a person into a coma. No need to put a loaded gun against his head unless it was absolutely necessary.
Misty was a bit disappointed but she decided not to press the issue, "Hmph, fine." She reached down and snatched up the tiny boy. Normally she wouldn't offer her slave a choice but she didn't have the heart to needlessly torment Ash. Unlike yesterday where she'd willed herself to be cruel and detached, after last night she'd decided to treat the boy like a traveling companion instead. He might not end up a meal to be digested, pooped, and forgotten, so maybe it would be all right if she got to know him and enjoy his company. Still, he was a slave and not an equal. She wouldn't let him forget his place even if she planned to treat him like the younger brother she never had. They could joke, rough house, and actually learn to like each other, but at the end of the day he'd be fluffing her pillow and washing her laundry.
Misty brought him up to eye level, "Hungry?"
"Yeah, you bet!"
Her other giant hand hovered nearby then dropped their two backpacks next to Ash as if they were gumballs, "There should be some graham crackers and cereal in there. Help yourself."
"Hey thanks, any milk?" Ash asked rubbing his hands together before rummaging through Misty's stuff.
The giant girl snorted, "No, do you see any milktanks around here? Honestly Ash, sometimes I think your mom must have dropped you on your head one too many times."
"Nah, only once." Misty stared at him perplexed.
"Joking!" Ash grinned sheepishly.
"Well you could have fooled me Ketchum!" Just then her belly growled ferociously.
Ash stared down at it; her belly was easily bigger than him. He briefly wondered how many trainers of his height and weight could fit inside before Misty started feeling full. Misty was quick to notice what had captured Ash's attention. She patted her rumbling gut unconcerned, "No need to worry, It's not hungry. It's just busy digesting breakfast."
Ash said nothing. He was suddenly lost deep in thought. Misty’s stomach, according to her, was the final destination for all her slaves. He wasn’t scared; she could have tracked him down and swallowed him yesterday if her heart had been into it. He felt Misty wasn’t the big bad girl she made herself out to be, but how WERE things going to play out for him? He'd given up his chance to run away last night. It wasn’t that he minded traveling with Misty. Truth be told he liked her and she WAS a pretty good pokemon trainer. He could probably learn a lot from her.
Yet….. though the two of them now seemed to be on much friendlier terms Ash still wasn’t sure how long his servitude would last. Misty had pretty much admitted she never planned to let him out of her sight and that there really wouldn’t be any opportunities for him to earn the money needed to pay her back. So how was he ever going to obtain his freedom? It was really something they’d need to discuss in the future. As of right now, it seemed, he was her slave for life.
Misty misinterpreted Ash’s silence, “I already told you I’m not going to chow down on you Ketchum, at least not until I get some ketchum-up. You’re stringy enough that, when I’m at this size, you wouldn’t satiate me more than a french fry” She smirked.
Misty’s bad play on words snapped Ash back into reality, “That’s pretty corny.” Ash grinned cynically.
“…… You know what, you’re right. Maybe your dumb nature is starting to rub off on me. You’re a bad influence.”
“Whatever! So, ready to head out?”
Misty nodded, “You won’t have to walk or anything. Just stay in my pocket and don’t move too much. I’d hate for you to fall out and splatter on Mt. Moon. What would I have as an emergency ration?”
“Har, har!” Ash slid into her right hand pocket up to his waist, once he was situated Ash went back to snacking on the goodies he’d procured.
Ash tossed a handful of dry cereal into his mouth, “Hey, this is pretty good! When did you pick this up, in town?” He asked, not bothering to swallow first.
“I got it from my breakfast.” Ash stopped mid swallow, “You’re joking, right?”
“Nope, there was this cute little couple. A man, a woman, and a cute little baby.” Misty slurped her lips noisily as if reminiscing about a particularly succulent meal.
“No way.” Ash denied.
“Ketchum Ketchum, naïve little boy that you are, you have to understand in the real world it’s survival of the fittest, of the biggest.” Misty chided, “He was smaller than me, as was his wife. It’s only natural. And their kid? Soft, tender, just like chicken! They’re practically made to be eaten!”
“Groooooss!”
“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it!” Misty let out a resounding belch that scared off a number of nearby pokemon.
“You had cereal ya big liar, I can tell from the smell!” He gave Misty’s jean covered crotch a playful thump.
“Yeah? Well you should have seen the look on your face! It was priceless!” Misty giggled, “But seriously, babies, they’re good eating.”
“I’ll take your word for it.”
The two began their journey up Mt. Moon. It was a trip she had made before, and without needing to cross through the many dark caverns dotting the mountain they made good time. In less than an hour Misty was descending the mountain. Ash hopped her heavy sneakered footfalls didn’t cause any cave ins. He’d feel terrible if someone got trapped inside one of Mt. Moons caves.
“Well we’re off to Cerulean……. I might want to take a detour first though.” Misty informed her regular sized companion.
Misty was a bit disappointed but she decided not to press the issue, "Hmph, fine." She reached down and snatched up the tiny boy. Normally she wouldn't offer her slave a choice but she didn't have the heart to needlessly torment Ash. Unlike yesterday where she'd willed herself to be cruel and detached, after last night she'd decided to treat the boy like a traveling companion instead. He might not end up a meal to be digested, pooped, and forgotten, so maybe it would be all right if she got to know him and enjoy his company. Still, he was a slave and not an equal. She wouldn't let him forget his place even if she planned to treat him like the younger brother she never had. They could joke, rough house, and actually learn to like each other, but at the end of the day he'd be fluffing her pillow and washing her laundry.
Misty brought him up to eye level, "Hungry?"
"Yeah, you bet!"
Her other giant hand hovered nearby then dropped their two backpacks next to Ash as if they were gumballs, "There should be some graham crackers and cereal in there. Help yourself."
"Hey thanks, any milk?" Ash asked rubbing his hands together before rummaging through Misty's stuff.
The giant girl snorted, "No, do you see any milktanks around here? Honestly Ash, sometimes I think your mom must have dropped you on your head one too many times."
"Nah, only once." Misty stared at him perplexed.
"Joking!" Ash grinned sheepishly.
"Well you could have fooled me Ketchum!" Just then her belly growled ferociously.
Ash stared down at it; her belly was easily bigger than him. He briefly wondered how many trainers of his height and weight could fit inside before Misty started feeling full. Misty was quick to notice what had captured Ash's attention. She patted her rumbling gut unconcerned, "No need to worry, It's not hungry. It's just busy digesting breakfast."
Ash said nothing. He was suddenly lost deep in thought. Misty’s stomach, according to her, was the final destination for all her slaves. He wasn’t scared; she could have tracked him down and swallowed him yesterday if her heart had been into it. He felt Misty wasn’t the big bad girl she made herself out to be, but how WERE things going to play out for him? He'd given up his chance to run away last night. It wasn’t that he minded traveling with Misty. Truth be told he liked her and she WAS a pretty good pokemon trainer. He could probably learn a lot from her.
Yet….. though the two of them now seemed to be on much friendlier terms Ash still wasn’t sure how long his servitude would last. Misty had pretty much admitted she never planned to let him out of her sight and that there really wouldn’t be any opportunities for him to earn the money needed to pay her back. So how was he ever going to obtain his freedom? It was really something they’d need to discuss in the future. As of right now, it seemed, he was her slave for life.
Misty misinterpreted Ash’s silence, “I already told you I’m not going to chow down on you Ketchum, at least not until I get some ketchum-up. You’re stringy enough that, when I’m at this size, you wouldn’t satiate me more than a french fry” She smirked.
Misty’s bad play on words snapped Ash back into reality, “That’s pretty corny.” Ash grinned cynically.
“…… You know what, you’re right. Maybe your dumb nature is starting to rub off on me. You’re a bad influence.”
“Whatever! So, ready to head out?”
Misty nodded, “You won’t have to walk or anything. Just stay in my pocket and don’t move too much. I’d hate for you to fall out and splatter on Mt. Moon. What would I have as an emergency ration?”
“Har, har!” Ash slid into her right hand pocket up to his waist, once he was situated Ash went back to snacking on the goodies he’d procured.
Ash tossed a handful of dry cereal into his mouth, “Hey, this is pretty good! When did you pick this up, in town?” He asked, not bothering to swallow first.
“I got it from my breakfast.” Ash stopped mid swallow, “You’re joking, right?”
“Nope, there was this cute little couple. A man, a woman, and a cute little baby.” Misty slurped her lips noisily as if reminiscing about a particularly succulent meal.
“No way.” Ash denied.
“Ketchum Ketchum, naïve little boy that you are, you have to understand in the real world it’s survival of the fittest, of the biggest.” Misty chided, “He was smaller than me, as was his wife. It’s only natural. And their kid? Soft, tender, just like chicken! They’re practically made to be eaten!”
“Groooooss!”
“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it!” Misty let out a resounding belch that scared off a number of nearby pokemon.
“You had cereal ya big liar, I can tell from the smell!” He gave Misty’s jean covered crotch a playful thump.
“Yeah? Well you should have seen the look on your face! It was priceless!” Misty giggled, “But seriously, babies, they’re good eating.”
“I’ll take your word for it.”
The two began their journey up Mt. Moon. It was a trip she had made before, and without needing to cross through the many dark caverns dotting the mountain they made good time. In less than an hour Misty was descending the mountain. Ash hopped her heavy sneakered footfalls didn’t cause any cave ins. He’d feel terrible if someone got trapped inside one of Mt. Moons caves.
“Well we’re off to Cerulean……. I might want to take a detour first though.” Misty informed her regular sized companion.
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