Misty puts off visiting until later
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 44
by
copier
· original author:
oddler
"I don't know, I've been having a pretty good day so far." Misty muttered.
".... Huh?" Ash stared at the girl, confused by the comment.
"Umm, well we're going to be in town for a few days. What's the rush? I'm giving you a tour right now, aren't I?"
"Yeah, I just thought maybe-"
"Sit your butt back down." Misty interrupted. Wielding her index finger like a baton, she delivered a swift, yet gentle, tap to the boy's belly. The sudden impact caused Ash to fall backwards, planting his ass in the center of her warm palm, "We'll have plenty of time to visit later. Right now I want to show you the sights.... So tell me Ash, ever hear of Team Rocket?"
Ash's look of mild confusion quickly turned to one of excitement, "Of course I have, who hasn't? There the most notorious organized crime gang on two continents! A month before I set off on my pokemon journey they robbed Prof. Oak! I think the got away with half a dozen charmanders and some important research he'd been doing."
"Who's Professor Oak?" Misty asked curiously, "The name sounds familiar."
"Yeah, I was telling you about him the other day. He has a lab in Pallet. He's a really, really famous geneticist whose trying to discover how many different types of pokemon there are out there in the world. He also proposed the theory that humans are really a type of pokemon! He's also friends with the elite four. Pallet's a pretty sleepy little town but we've had Lance and Agatha visit before."
"Wow, that's pretty impressive." Misty admitted.
"He's good friends with my mom, and he's also my friend Gary's uncle, so I've known him all my life. He was going to give me my choice of pokemon from his lab but I..." Ash grimaced, "kind of slept in. He gave me a pikachu instead."
Misty snorted in an attempt to keep from laughing out loud, "Yeah, that sounds like something you'd do. Well anyway, a year back Team Rocket used that bridge over there for recruiting. They had a couple mediocre trainers’ battle promising trainers trying to cross and, if they defeated them all, they would try to indoctrinate them into TR. If they lost, they'd still the trainer's money and their pokemon."
"Brutal! What happened?" Ash asked excitedly.
"What do you think?" Misty asked with a sly, self satisfied, grin. She examined the nails of her free hand as if unconcerned with the conversation. Ash was left gaping in admiration. Misty pretended not to notice, "You're not telling me you...?! You...... are.... incredible!"
"That's what I've been telling you!" Misty chastised playfully, "They tried indoctrinating some of kids from town so I didn't show them much mercy. By the time I was finished I had 10 extra pounds I needed to swim off, two gooey lumps so firmly cemented to my sneakers I had to buy new ones, and a rocket ringleader I sent down my panties who went MIA."
"See, I knew it! Try to deny it all you want Mist, it doesn't matter. You are SO a superhero." The boy gushed, he tried to stand up again but Misty gently pressed her thumb against his chest.
"Stop saying that Ash. Sooner or later you're going to have to accept I'm just a power user who likes to see rude people get what they have coming to them. Nothing more, nothing less. And trust me, it doesn't take much for me to eat you when I've missed lunch." The girl said seriously.
"If you say so."
"I do say so. Now, over there is the park. It has a lot of fountains along the path. Waterworks are a big theme in Cerulean, partially thanks to my family." The giant girl bragged. The younger boy listened, captivated, as Misty pointed out the city’s various monuments and places of interest. Pedestrians gave them a wide berth. More than a few, in the past, had been carelessly trod upon by the preteen tomboy. A few who hadn't moved fast enough, and felt inclined to complain, had helped add a sufficient amount of protein to her diet. A local powerless officer Jenny had once confronted the girl but, after being publicly humiliated, the citizens decided to just take the abuse in stride. As long as they didn't get underfoot, or confrontational, there usually wasn't a problem. So Ash and Misty were able to enjoy a relatively undisturbed stroll through the city despite Misty's gargantuan size, and the streets being quite crowded.
Eventually they got a plaza that, while normally it would be pretty bare, was filled to the brim with tents and quickly constructed rides, "Oh, wow, this is that carnival you were telling me about." Ash got an excited gleam in his eye. Carnivals and fairs rarely came all the way out to Pallet.
"Yeah." Misty scratched herself unconsciously, unimpressed. She'd seen quite a bit more than the younger boy being a power using traveler, and a Sensational Sister (or at least a sister of the Sensational Sisters). Still, looking down at her slave, she was pleased to see Ash looking so excited. Maybe the fair would be fun after all now that she had someone to experience it with (who actually wanted to be there with her).
"Come on Mist, let’s head inside!"
Misty raised her arm high into the sky but was careful to keep her palm flat. Ash quickly took a knee to keep from getting dizzy due to the sudden movement and increase in altitude. He peered over the edge and gulped. The drop was more than enough to kill him, not that it hadn't been before.
"All right, get down here so we go." Ash had been, recently, climbing down Misty on his own. He had told her he didn't want to be a bother, and that he'd try to make things easier for her. Misty found it amusing that Ash was going out of his way to be useful. It was true, since coming back after running away she really hadn't asked her slave to do anything for her. It was hard to force your friends into doing something they didn't went to, even for a usually callous girl like Misty. That didn't mean she didn't like to tease him though.
"Umm... Okay, this'll just take a second." Ash said, nervously. He slid his legs off Misty's palm and wrapped them around her wrist. Slowly Ash started to descend. The boy did his best to shimmy down the side of her arm under his giant friend's watchful gaze.
Misty couldn't help but be a bit nervous. Ash was getting pretty good at getting around, but if he lost his grip she'd have to act fast to save him. Though Misty liked to act indifferent, it was all just a game. He was powerless, he was male, and he was a slave, but that didn't stop her from really liking him. In just a short time they'd become friends, and she didn't want him to get hurt.
The further down he got, the thicker Misty's arm got, and the harder it became to maintain his bear hug around the limb. For one moment it looked like he might lose his grip, and Misty tensed, but he was able to recover. He eventually made it down to Misty's exposed arm pit. He cursed himself under his breath for not climbing down on the other side. Pressing against the warm flesh he stretched, trying to reach one of Misty's red suspenders.
It had been a stupid game and Misty was angry with herself for putting Ash in such a dangerous position. She wouldn't do it again, and she'd have to rethink letting him climb down on his own in general. Now though she saw an excuse to cut the game short, yet save face at the same time, "How rude." Misty clucked, "If you wanted to have some alone time with my pits, all you had to do was ask." Misty quickly dropped her arm.
Ash looked up in surprise. He soon found himself trapped, pressed against the relatively hairless flesh of Misty's underarm. It wasn't as terrible as one might expect. Misty, being very active and tomboyish, used deodorant, so his nostrils weren't assaulted by BO. It was also very smooth, warm, and dark, like slipping into a sleeping bag. Misty slipped her hand between her arm and torso, groping for the boy. Wrapping her arms around his torso so lifted her arm once more, "Finished?" She asked, as if being smothered by her armpit had been his idea.
"Actually I was just starting to get comfortable." Ash replied. Misty pressed his head against the smooth, damp, flesh and twirled, "I'm done, I'm done!"
"I don't know!" Misty giggled, "I think I've found a place where I'm ticklish! We might have to try this again." Misty relented, setting the boy on the ground. Ash's hair was a wild mess. He did his best to mat it back down, "Great, I'll probably smell like Mist for a week." He teased.
"It's an improvement." Misty stuck out her tongue, "come on, let’s check out the fair before we head back to my house."
".... Huh?" Ash stared at the girl, confused by the comment.
"Umm, well we're going to be in town for a few days. What's the rush? I'm giving you a tour right now, aren't I?"
"Yeah, I just thought maybe-"
"Sit your butt back down." Misty interrupted. Wielding her index finger like a baton, she delivered a swift, yet gentle, tap to the boy's belly. The sudden impact caused Ash to fall backwards, planting his ass in the center of her warm palm, "We'll have plenty of time to visit later. Right now I want to show you the sights.... So tell me Ash, ever hear of Team Rocket?"
Ash's look of mild confusion quickly turned to one of excitement, "Of course I have, who hasn't? There the most notorious organized crime gang on two continents! A month before I set off on my pokemon journey they robbed Prof. Oak! I think the got away with half a dozen charmanders and some important research he'd been doing."
"Who's Professor Oak?" Misty asked curiously, "The name sounds familiar."
"Yeah, I was telling you about him the other day. He has a lab in Pallet. He's a really, really famous geneticist whose trying to discover how many different types of pokemon there are out there in the world. He also proposed the theory that humans are really a type of pokemon! He's also friends with the elite four. Pallet's a pretty sleepy little town but we've had Lance and Agatha visit before."
"Wow, that's pretty impressive." Misty admitted.
"He's good friends with my mom, and he's also my friend Gary's uncle, so I've known him all my life. He was going to give me my choice of pokemon from his lab but I..." Ash grimaced, "kind of slept in. He gave me a pikachu instead."
Misty snorted in an attempt to keep from laughing out loud, "Yeah, that sounds like something you'd do. Well anyway, a year back Team Rocket used that bridge over there for recruiting. They had a couple mediocre trainers’ battle promising trainers trying to cross and, if they defeated them all, they would try to indoctrinate them into TR. If they lost, they'd still the trainer's money and their pokemon."
"Brutal! What happened?" Ash asked excitedly.
"What do you think?" Misty asked with a sly, self satisfied, grin. She examined the nails of her free hand as if unconcerned with the conversation. Ash was left gaping in admiration. Misty pretended not to notice, "You're not telling me you...?! You...... are.... incredible!"
"That's what I've been telling you!" Misty chastised playfully, "They tried indoctrinating some of kids from town so I didn't show them much mercy. By the time I was finished I had 10 extra pounds I needed to swim off, two gooey lumps so firmly cemented to my sneakers I had to buy new ones, and a rocket ringleader I sent down my panties who went MIA."
"See, I knew it! Try to deny it all you want Mist, it doesn't matter. You are SO a superhero." The boy gushed, he tried to stand up again but Misty gently pressed her thumb against his chest.
"Stop saying that Ash. Sooner or later you're going to have to accept I'm just a power user who likes to see rude people get what they have coming to them. Nothing more, nothing less. And trust me, it doesn't take much for me to eat you when I've missed lunch." The girl said seriously.
"If you say so."
"I do say so. Now, over there is the park. It has a lot of fountains along the path. Waterworks are a big theme in Cerulean, partially thanks to my family." The giant girl bragged. The younger boy listened, captivated, as Misty pointed out the city’s various monuments and places of interest. Pedestrians gave them a wide berth. More than a few, in the past, had been carelessly trod upon by the preteen tomboy. A few who hadn't moved fast enough, and felt inclined to complain, had helped add a sufficient amount of protein to her diet. A local powerless officer Jenny had once confronted the girl but, after being publicly humiliated, the citizens decided to just take the abuse in stride. As long as they didn't get underfoot, or confrontational, there usually wasn't a problem. So Ash and Misty were able to enjoy a relatively undisturbed stroll through the city despite Misty's gargantuan size, and the streets being quite crowded.
Eventually they got a plaza that, while normally it would be pretty bare, was filled to the brim with tents and quickly constructed rides, "Oh, wow, this is that carnival you were telling me about." Ash got an excited gleam in his eye. Carnivals and fairs rarely came all the way out to Pallet.
"Yeah." Misty scratched herself unconsciously, unimpressed. She'd seen quite a bit more than the younger boy being a power using traveler, and a Sensational Sister (or at least a sister of the Sensational Sisters). Still, looking down at her slave, she was pleased to see Ash looking so excited. Maybe the fair would be fun after all now that she had someone to experience it with (who actually wanted to be there with her).
"Come on Mist, let’s head inside!"
Misty raised her arm high into the sky but was careful to keep her palm flat. Ash quickly took a knee to keep from getting dizzy due to the sudden movement and increase in altitude. He peered over the edge and gulped. The drop was more than enough to kill him, not that it hadn't been before.
"All right, get down here so we go." Ash had been, recently, climbing down Misty on his own. He had told her he didn't want to be a bother, and that he'd try to make things easier for her. Misty found it amusing that Ash was going out of his way to be useful. It was true, since coming back after running away she really hadn't asked her slave to do anything for her. It was hard to force your friends into doing something they didn't went to, even for a usually callous girl like Misty. That didn't mean she didn't like to tease him though.
"Umm... Okay, this'll just take a second." Ash said, nervously. He slid his legs off Misty's palm and wrapped them around her wrist. Slowly Ash started to descend. The boy did his best to shimmy down the side of her arm under his giant friend's watchful gaze.
Misty couldn't help but be a bit nervous. Ash was getting pretty good at getting around, but if he lost his grip she'd have to act fast to save him. Though Misty liked to act indifferent, it was all just a game. He was powerless, he was male, and he was a slave, but that didn't stop her from really liking him. In just a short time they'd become friends, and she didn't want him to get hurt.
The further down he got, the thicker Misty's arm got, and the harder it became to maintain his bear hug around the limb. For one moment it looked like he might lose his grip, and Misty tensed, but he was able to recover. He eventually made it down to Misty's exposed arm pit. He cursed himself under his breath for not climbing down on the other side. Pressing against the warm flesh he stretched, trying to reach one of Misty's red suspenders.
It had been a stupid game and Misty was angry with herself for putting Ash in such a dangerous position. She wouldn't do it again, and she'd have to rethink letting him climb down on his own in general. Now though she saw an excuse to cut the game short, yet save face at the same time, "How rude." Misty clucked, "If you wanted to have some alone time with my pits, all you had to do was ask." Misty quickly dropped her arm.
Ash looked up in surprise. He soon found himself trapped, pressed against the relatively hairless flesh of Misty's underarm. It wasn't as terrible as one might expect. Misty, being very active and tomboyish, used deodorant, so his nostrils weren't assaulted by BO. It was also very smooth, warm, and dark, like slipping into a sleeping bag. Misty slipped her hand between her arm and torso, groping for the boy. Wrapping her arms around his torso so lifted her arm once more, "Finished?" She asked, as if being smothered by her armpit had been his idea.
"Actually I was just starting to get comfortable." Ash replied. Misty pressed his head against the smooth, damp, flesh and twirled, "I'm done, I'm done!"
"I don't know!" Misty giggled, "I think I've found a place where I'm ticklish! We might have to try this again." Misty relented, setting the boy on the ground. Ash's hair was a wild mess. He did his best to mat it back down, "Great, I'll probably smell like Mist for a week." He teased.
"It's an improvement." Misty stuck out her tongue, "come on, let’s check out the fair before we head back to my house."
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