A Dangerous Decision
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 25
by
copier
· original author:
oddler
"The only way I can" said Misty, "in my mouth." Ash was a bit too sticky and messy to be riding pressed into her crotch. Besides, even though he was in no position to complain it would just feel too weird having her shrunken friend in her panties.
As for what she'd been told, Misty didn’t put much stock in Claire’s rumors. Of course there was a very good chance Team Rocket had made an antidote. But Misty would be very surprised if it was something they’d be willing to sell, especially to her. Misty and Ash had raised all sorts of hell for Team Rocket. Not just Jessie and James but they had thwarted others as well. They’d stopped Butch and Cassidy a number of times and they’d stopped several different Team Rocket scientists from furthering their harmful research on pokemon. The only reason Misty got to dine on hapless trainers was because of her sisters. They were famous, rich, and ruthless. Team Rocket was willing to overlook Misty foiling so many of their plans only because of her celebrity sisters. They weren’t looking to do her any favors.
As for the tiny trainer refuge, Misty found that kind of hard to swallow. Not that it mattered. Misty didn’t have to give away Ash. She could take care of him herself. Keeping pets was……. uncommon but not unheard of. It was just extremely frowned upon. Those outside of the loop living in society had no idea people were being shrunk and sold like merchandise. Some of the higher ups in government, who hadn’t been shrunk or turned by Team Rocket, knew and were keeping it a tightly held secret to keep from causing mass hysteria. If Misty or her sisters, or anyone for that matter, was caught with a shrunken person in their possession they’d probably go to jail for life. And not a normal one but one hidden away in the mountains of Kanto or out at sea. It was a scary thought. One Misty didn’t worry about too much because shrunken trainers never lasted long with her. But now she had a problem, Ash. She could try keeping him. Team Rocket wouldn’t like it though if they ever found out. They disliked their product being kept for two reasons. One, it was sometimes a sign their buyers were sympathetic to the shrunken trainers plight. Not good, people like that might try to rescue their captives or go to the police. The second reason was that, even if their customer was a loyal buyer with no remorse whatsoever, having shrunken trainers around for any extended period of time might mean someone who shouldn’t see them might find one. Both scenarios could potentially bring more heat onto Team Rocket from the police and they didn’t want that. So, while there were no official rules saying she couldn’t keep a pet Misty knew it was risky to allow Ash to stay with her. Several buyers, wealthy and well known individuals, had already been shrunk and served as hors d'oeuvres. Misty didn’t want to join them. She had to be smart.
“Girls, don’t mention this to my sisters.”
Sabrina smiled, “I won’t but I’d tread carefully Misty. Just because he’s your friend doesn’t mean-“
“He’s my property, not my friend.” Misty sniffed snobbishly, “I’m just keeping him because he ruined my bike. If he can’t replace my property then he’ll have to take its place…….. until I get hungry anyway.” Misty reached below her yellow tank top and rubbed her bare belly for emphasis.
Sabrina raised an eyebrow. A minute earlier she had admitted Ash's friendship was the reason she wouldn't eat him. Sabrina didn't call her on it though. She knew Misty was just trying to cover all her bases. Admitting she was keeping a shrunken trainer alive for anything other than pleasure could be dangerous. She was a bit disappointed the young tomboyish girl didn't trust her and Claire enough to be honest but she couldn't blame her. She had, after all, turned them into dolls when they had first met. Ash was always quick to forgive; Misty however still had a chip on her shoulder.
Misty finished her belly rub with a light pat. Ash just stared up at his giant friend, holding his tongue. Inside his former friend’s tummy a young boy had just lost his life. Maybe he wasn't even dead yet. Maybe he was being slapped back and forth by Misty's stomach walls. The impact of her seemingly light pats were probably enough to send the boy careening to and thro having his delicate acid soaked skin collide with Misty's bouncy yet firm stomach lining. It was a nauseating thought. Regardless though the end result would be the same. He'd be converted into a turd or he'd be completely absorbed into Misty's body. He was just food now, something eaten for nourishment. And from the look on her face Ash knew Misty had relished it. Would he eventually meet the same fate? It seemed hard to imagine but after everything that had happened in the past day or so………… Damn, why did he never get around to replacing her stupid bike?!
"Poor Ash." Claire sighed, "He had a lot of potential as a trainer. Too bad he's just going to be a few extra calories you'll need to burn of in the pool."
"Well..... er....... I don't plan on eating him immediately. Like I said, he owes me. I'm going to get as much use out of him as possible."
"So you're going to keep him as a toy?" Claire cooed.
"I thought you always had a crush on him." Sabrina remarked.
Misty blushed, "Don't be ridiculous! I'm keeping him as a pet and nothing else. Why would I want a brat like Ash Ketchum crawling around inside me? The most he'll ever get to do is scrub my panties whenever they need a good cleaning." All the girls giggled.
Ash couldn't contain himself any longer. Much like Misty he usually blurted out whatever was on his mind without thinking about the consequences, "Hey, you're no catch yourself! And I wouldn't touch you even if you forced me-" Ash's words were cut off as a large pool of mustard filled his mouth. Misty's ears were a bright red. She hadn't been serious. Ash did his best not to choke on the sudden flood of mustard. He was able to clear his enough to continue his tongue lashing but, with an uncharacteristic show of restraint, he bit his tongue. Arguing with Misty could be dangerous even when he was normal sized. Now though, if Misty unleashed her mallet, bonked him with her fist, or stomped him with her tennis shoe, he'd be nothing more than goo.
Misty faked a yawn, "Well, it was great chatting with you. I think I'm going to wiggle this little dork into my mouth and then call it night."
Claire nodded, "All right, I'll see you at the next party!"
"I'm sure you will." Misty grinned.
"Bye Misty..... bye Ash. You two have fun. Before Misty eats you of course." Sabrina waved.
The threesome split each heading to opposite corners of the large room. Misty made sure she was in an unlit area with no one too close. "Again, sorry about all of this Ash. Just so you know...... I didn't mean all those things I said. You aren't a dork..... or a brat..... usually."
"Gee thanks." Ash fired back sarcastically.
Misty picked up the boy filled bun and licked her lips. When she had Ash's gear flopping around in one her nostrils she'd gotten a good whiff of him. He smelled delicious, and the fact that he was young and in shape didn't make him any less appetizing. Too bad he was her friend; otherwise Ash would’ve been in her tummy in a heartbeat.
As for what she'd been told, Misty didn’t put much stock in Claire’s rumors. Of course there was a very good chance Team Rocket had made an antidote. But Misty would be very surprised if it was something they’d be willing to sell, especially to her. Misty and Ash had raised all sorts of hell for Team Rocket. Not just Jessie and James but they had thwarted others as well. They’d stopped Butch and Cassidy a number of times and they’d stopped several different Team Rocket scientists from furthering their harmful research on pokemon. The only reason Misty got to dine on hapless trainers was because of her sisters. They were famous, rich, and ruthless. Team Rocket was willing to overlook Misty foiling so many of their plans only because of her celebrity sisters. They weren’t looking to do her any favors.
As for the tiny trainer refuge, Misty found that kind of hard to swallow. Not that it mattered. Misty didn’t have to give away Ash. She could take care of him herself. Keeping pets was……. uncommon but not unheard of. It was just extremely frowned upon. Those outside of the loop living in society had no idea people were being shrunk and sold like merchandise. Some of the higher ups in government, who hadn’t been shrunk or turned by Team Rocket, knew and were keeping it a tightly held secret to keep from causing mass hysteria. If Misty or her sisters, or anyone for that matter, was caught with a shrunken person in their possession they’d probably go to jail for life. And not a normal one but one hidden away in the mountains of Kanto or out at sea. It was a scary thought. One Misty didn’t worry about too much because shrunken trainers never lasted long with her. But now she had a problem, Ash. She could try keeping him. Team Rocket wouldn’t like it though if they ever found out. They disliked their product being kept for two reasons. One, it was sometimes a sign their buyers were sympathetic to the shrunken trainers plight. Not good, people like that might try to rescue their captives or go to the police. The second reason was that, even if their customer was a loyal buyer with no remorse whatsoever, having shrunken trainers around for any extended period of time might mean someone who shouldn’t see them might find one. Both scenarios could potentially bring more heat onto Team Rocket from the police and they didn’t want that. So, while there were no official rules saying she couldn’t keep a pet Misty knew it was risky to allow Ash to stay with her. Several buyers, wealthy and well known individuals, had already been shrunk and served as hors d'oeuvres. Misty didn’t want to join them. She had to be smart.
“Girls, don’t mention this to my sisters.”
Sabrina smiled, “I won’t but I’d tread carefully Misty. Just because he’s your friend doesn’t mean-“
“He’s my property, not my friend.” Misty sniffed snobbishly, “I’m just keeping him because he ruined my bike. If he can’t replace my property then he’ll have to take its place…….. until I get hungry anyway.” Misty reached below her yellow tank top and rubbed her bare belly for emphasis.
Sabrina raised an eyebrow. A minute earlier she had admitted Ash's friendship was the reason she wouldn't eat him. Sabrina didn't call her on it though. She knew Misty was just trying to cover all her bases. Admitting she was keeping a shrunken trainer alive for anything other than pleasure could be dangerous. She was a bit disappointed the young tomboyish girl didn't trust her and Claire enough to be honest but she couldn't blame her. She had, after all, turned them into dolls when they had first met. Ash was always quick to forgive; Misty however still had a chip on her shoulder.
Misty finished her belly rub with a light pat. Ash just stared up at his giant friend, holding his tongue. Inside his former friend’s tummy a young boy had just lost his life. Maybe he wasn't even dead yet. Maybe he was being slapped back and forth by Misty's stomach walls. The impact of her seemingly light pats were probably enough to send the boy careening to and thro having his delicate acid soaked skin collide with Misty's bouncy yet firm stomach lining. It was a nauseating thought. Regardless though the end result would be the same. He'd be converted into a turd or he'd be completely absorbed into Misty's body. He was just food now, something eaten for nourishment. And from the look on her face Ash knew Misty had relished it. Would he eventually meet the same fate? It seemed hard to imagine but after everything that had happened in the past day or so………… Damn, why did he never get around to replacing her stupid bike?!
"Poor Ash." Claire sighed, "He had a lot of potential as a trainer. Too bad he's just going to be a few extra calories you'll need to burn of in the pool."
"Well..... er....... I don't plan on eating him immediately. Like I said, he owes me. I'm going to get as much use out of him as possible."
"So you're going to keep him as a toy?" Claire cooed.
"I thought you always had a crush on him." Sabrina remarked.
Misty blushed, "Don't be ridiculous! I'm keeping him as a pet and nothing else. Why would I want a brat like Ash Ketchum crawling around inside me? The most he'll ever get to do is scrub my panties whenever they need a good cleaning." All the girls giggled.
Ash couldn't contain himself any longer. Much like Misty he usually blurted out whatever was on his mind without thinking about the consequences, "Hey, you're no catch yourself! And I wouldn't touch you even if you forced me-" Ash's words were cut off as a large pool of mustard filled his mouth. Misty's ears were a bright red. She hadn't been serious. Ash did his best not to choke on the sudden flood of mustard. He was able to clear his enough to continue his tongue lashing but, with an uncharacteristic show of restraint, he bit his tongue. Arguing with Misty could be dangerous even when he was normal sized. Now though, if Misty unleashed her mallet, bonked him with her fist, or stomped him with her tennis shoe, he'd be nothing more than goo.
Misty faked a yawn, "Well, it was great chatting with you. I think I'm going to wiggle this little dork into my mouth and then call it night."
Claire nodded, "All right, I'll see you at the next party!"
"I'm sure you will." Misty grinned.
"Bye Misty..... bye Ash. You two have fun. Before Misty eats you of course." Sabrina waved.
The threesome split each heading to opposite corners of the large room. Misty made sure she was in an unlit area with no one too close. "Again, sorry about all of this Ash. Just so you know...... I didn't mean all those things I said. You aren't a dork..... or a brat..... usually."
"Gee thanks." Ash fired back sarcastically.
Misty picked up the boy filled bun and licked her lips. When she had Ash's gear flopping around in one her nostrils she'd gotten a good whiff of him. He smelled delicious, and the fact that he was young and in shape didn't make him any less appetizing. Too bad he was her friend; otherwise Ash would’ve been in her tummy in a heartbeat.
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