Of All Things - Ch.1
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Composed: October 13th, 2005
Author: Michael (47K)
Websites featured on: AGNPH, VGBabes, AdultFanFiction
MSWord: 4 and 1/2 Pages, 2550 Words
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Of All Things
Chapter 1
Warning and Disclaimer.
===
There is a brief scene in which there is ALMOST AshxMisty fellatio, however let me tell you right now that it doesn't last more than a paragraph. The nature of this scene I will not spoil for you.
The following literature is a product of my own imagination, and does not reflect the opinions or thoughts of the creators of Pokemon (or maybe it does), or their licencees. Pokemon is © NOA.
This writing © michael.art
2005
===
It was unusually cold that night, the wind was blowing slightly stronger than that of a breeze, making the leaves in the surrounding trees rustle restlessly. There wasn't a town for at least a couple of miles. Darkness shrouded everything, letting only remnants from the moonlight through the branches shine through.
In the middle of a small clearing in these trees, Ash and the gang were all snuggled tightly in their sleeping bags, drifting one after another silently to sleep. May was the last to drift away, thinking about what adventures and crazy things awaited them the next day.
Suddenly there was a loud rustling from behind a shrub not too far from where May was sleeping, and she heard it. In an instant she sat right up where she lay, and just as fast was fully awake. She looked around where the noise came from, hoping to catch a glimpse of the source. The shrub moved in a strange way. Jiggling once or twice, stopping, then jiggling some more.
"Who's there?" May called out. No response. Whatever was out there was still moving around in it's unusual fashion. May stood up and struggled to get a closer look, but this proved difficult in the amount of light she was given. She looked back at the rest of the gang, who of course were deep asleep by now. She turned her attention back to the shrub. It had suddenly stopped. Whatever was back there wasn't moving around anymore. May began to get a little scared. She bent down and reached for her things behind her, not taking her eyes off the shrub. From her bag she pulled an empty pokeball, and then slowly stood up again.
"Come out so I can catch you!" She said into the darkness behind the shrub with a nervous tone in her voice. Silence. It was so silent May could hear the steady breathing of everyone behind her, her own the most. Only the steady wind running through the leaves in the trees barely made them inaudible but could not drown out the sounds of her own breathing. She began to move to the shrub, taking small steps at a time and never taking her eyes off of it. As she inched her way closer and closer, her heart began to pound in her chest, fear and excitement overwhelming her more and more with every step she took. At last she arrived in front of the shrub and stared it over. She leaned over it and struggled to see behind the little shrub, half expecting to see some rare pokemon or something looking back at her.
Nothing.
Suddenly the wind picked up a little, blowing around here and there in sharp gusts. May glanced away from the shrub and looked around, shivering from the slight cold that the wind was bringing. She hugged herself to try to keep warm and turned her body, looking down once more at the little shrub, and then away just as fast. She looked down and closed her eyes and started to walk back to her sleeping bag. But no sooner had she taken two steps when out of nowhere came a loud grunt. The next thing May knew she went flying backwards, as if someone had shoved her back with all their might. She threw out her arms in an effort to catch her balance, but to no avail. She stumbled backwards some ways and caught one of her heels in the tangling branches of the shrub, and fell over backwards over it.
She shut her eyes and squealed, waiting for the impact to the ground, but... It never came. She opened her eyes and looked around frantically. Nothing but blackness all around her, it didn't make a difference if she shut her eyes or not, and she was still falling. No light, no sound, A million thoughts a second flooded her mind, and she was too scared for any words to leave her mouth.
No sooner had she closed her eyes again when she landed hard. Everything went dead silent. A cold sensation suddenly overwhelmed every part of her body, however she felt no pain anywhere. It felt like she was alone with nothing but her thoughts as she seemed to drift silently in this nothingness she was in. Scared and alone.
She slowly gathered up the courage and opened one of her eyes. Then the other. Looking around felt like she was moving in slow motion, as if time itself was moving at a snail's pace. She didn't move, just drifted in place calmly. Then she saw a small bubble in front of her face, dancing back and forth as it rose higher and higher above her. She followed it with her eyes, and soon was staring into a dim light off in the distance. She began to wonder where she could be that would have such a kind of light that looks like that, when all of a sudden she felt short of breath. She opened her mouth and almost gasped for air, and would have if she didn't notice that as soon as she did open her mouth, it filled completely with water. She panicked as soon as she realized exactly where she was. Underwater. She closed her eyes and mouth and struggled to calm herself as she began to swim. Swim she did, and she hoped she was swimming in the right direction. Fortunately for her she was, and soon she breached the surface she took in a long steady gasp for fresh air.
As soon as May could compose herself, she wiped her eyes of water and looked around in front of her. Nothing but water as far as the eye could see. It felt like any normal outside setting, but there weren't any stars in the sky, just an eerie dark orange glow and the moonlight off in the distance. The water's surface was unusually calm, even as she kicked her feet and hands, dogpaddling to stay afloat where she was. She turned around and saw what she was completely hoping for - land. Not too far off, a small island dotted with lanky trees here and there on the shoreline. Sand reach in only a couple of feet before it turned into grass. Past this point the trees got more dense, and she could only imagine what was beyond there. She breathed a sigh of relief and swam toward it.
As soon as May was on shore far enough on shore she collapsed in a heap on her stomach and closed her eyes, breathing almost heavily trying to calm herself down. Soaked but glad to be alive, May smiled slightly and let out a tiny laugh. Minutes passed, and she opened her eyes for a second and stopped breathing - she could hear someone's voice. It was coming from past the dense treeline further inland.
"Now who could that be..." She said to herself as she looked up into the trees. She climbed to her feet, and slowly regained her balance and she roamed into the trees towards the source of the voices.
"Hello! Who's there!?" She began calling through the trees. Before she realized it, the moon wasn't shining so bright. What she did notice was that the trees she was going through were getting denser and denser, and soon there were only a couple of places that she could squeeze through. But as she ventured further and further into the trees, the voices became more and more audible. And more familiar.
"Ash!?" May called out. No answer. The voices continued. "Ash is that you!?" May called out again. She picked up her pace and continued on, trudging and ducking past all of the trees and low overhanging branches. As quickly as the trees started thickening, they were thinning out as she moved on, until up ahead she could see where they ending, and into a clearing. She didn't slow down a bit, but started running. As soon as she passed the last trees she jumped forward into the edge of the clearing and looked around, and what she saw shocked her. In the middle of the clearing sat Misty and Ash in two big black chairs, across from each other.
"Ash... I think... I think I need you to satisfy me... After all this time." Misty said as she slinked off her chair and crawled to Ash. She kneeled up in front of him and spread his legs apart, then squeezed herself in between his thighs. Ash started breathing heavily as she unzipped his pants and carefully pulled out his erect, throbbing cock.
May couldn't believe it, but she couldn't stop staring either. Something about what she was seeing was giving her the feeling that she'd seen it before. Still shocked she began stepping backward, wondering and rattling her brains furiously for an answer. Where... Where had she seen this before!?
She had taken two steps when all of a sudden someone, or something gripped one of her ankles, really hard. She screamed and jerked her head back to try to see what had grabbed her but it was no use, she was already falling down backwards. The moment she landed she instinctively shut her eyes and had the wind knocked out of her from the fall.
Panicking, May quickly got back up, opened her eyes and found herself... In her sleeping bag. She looked around, still frightened and breathing hard. It had all been some kind of a bad dream. She let out a small sigh of relief and, satisfied that she was back in the real world, flopped over again and tried to go back to sleep.
Time passes, and May is still awake. Unsettled and sweating, she tossed around back and forth in her bed unable to get comfortable enough to fall asleep. Finally she'd had enough and threw the top half of her covers over her legs and sat up. She looked at Ash and cursed at him under her breath, it seems he was the cause of her restlessness. She climbed to her feet and decided to visit the nearby pond with hopes it would calm her down.
May knelt down and scooped up a handful of water, then splashed it over her face. She stared into the water down in front of her and as the ripples cleared out, she began to think about her dream... About what she saw. She closed her eyes and sat up.
"I saw... I saw what I want..." She whispered as she brought her left hand up and caressed her bottom lip. "What does it taste like...?" She whispered as she brought the same hand down slowly. She gripped the zipper of her top and pulled it down slowly, but not all the way. She began breathing harder, more heavily the more she thought about it. The more she wanted it.
She cupped one breast in each hand through the cloth of her top and began massaging them up and down at first, and then into each other making sure with every pass that she rubbed her nipples, making the sensation she was feeling all the better. She let go of her breasts briefly and unzipped her top the rest of the way, which fell off her chest and hung off her shoulders, exposing her bare and kind of enlarged breasts. Still on her knees, May spread her legs open a bit more and slid both of her hands down the front of her pants and started feeling at herself.
She frantically rubbed the outside of her wet vagina, panting, moaning, and breathing hard the whole way. With one hand she had two fingers inside of herself, rubbing in and out in all different directions. With her other hand she started pinching on her clitoris. Then she decided that she wanted it bad, right there and then. She flopped over on her back and quickly pulled her pants down to her ankles. She spread her legs just as fast and started going at it again, leaking her juices with every pass over her fingers over her clit. She was now in an uncontrollable state of screaming out orgasm after orgasm. She arched her back up and grabbed at her chest with one hand, rubbing one breast and then the next, her other hand still furiously working her vagina and clitoris.
May slowed down as her throbbing snatch spilled out the last of it's juices. She brought her hand out of herself and slowly brought it up her front, stopping at her belly button only to smear her wet fingers into it... Continuing up her stomach... Then between her breasts, until she brought it to her mouth and began licking her own cum off of all of her finders, one by one. She went down for more an in almost hypnotic state, lapping it up like a thirsty puppy, over and over again. Finally May dropped her arms to her sides and lay there for some time, legs spread wide open still. She was tired, her arms were sore and her throat hurt from all that yelping.
May sat up and looked around. The sky was turning only slightly blue, and some of the clouds on the horizon showed a hint of yellow. Daylight would be coming soon. She sat up and crawled over to the edge of the pond and began splashing water on herself, trying to clear away all the cum. She was also careful not to arouse herself too much, as she'd decided she'd had enough for the day.
Finished, cleaned and dressed, May walked back over to her sleeping bag and crawled in. She felt more relaxed than she ever had these past couple of weeks since she had last masturbated like that. Before she fell asleep she couldn't help but close her eyes and remember the intensity of her many orgasms, and wonder about why the familiar feeling overcame her in her dream like that. After a time she drifted off to sleep finally, still gripping one of her breasts and smiling.
Back in one of the other sleeping bags, Brock was awake, blushing madly still trying to pretend he was asleep. No sound of a girl screaming in joy like that could keep him asleep, so he had waken up to see what she was doing. He'd almost been caught spying on May when she masturbated, and would have had it not been for her screaming. Now he lay there with very sticky fingers, but satisfied at what he'd witnessed. His feelings of loneliness at that point were too much, and he decided he was going to do something about getting a girlfriend. Something... Different.
End Chapter 1
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Composed: October 13th, 2005
Author: Michael (47K)
Websites featured on: AGNPH, VGBabes, AdultFanFiction
MSWord: 4 and 1/2 Pages, 2550 Words
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Of All Things
Chapter 1
Warning and Disclaimer.
===
There is a brief scene in which there is ALMOST AshxMisty fellatio, however let me tell you right now that it doesn't last more than a paragraph. The nature of this scene I will not spoil for you.
The following literature is a product of my own imagination, and does not reflect the opinions or thoughts of the creators of Pokemon (or maybe it does), or their licencees. Pokemon is © NOA.
This writing © michael.art
2005
===
It was unusually cold that night, the wind was blowing slightly stronger than that of a breeze, making the leaves in the surrounding trees rustle restlessly. There wasn't a town for at least a couple of miles. Darkness shrouded everything, letting only remnants from the moonlight through the branches shine through.
In the middle of a small clearing in these trees, Ash and the gang were all snuggled tightly in their sleeping bags, drifting one after another silently to sleep. May was the last to drift away, thinking about what adventures and crazy things awaited them the next day.
Suddenly there was a loud rustling from behind a shrub not too far from where May was sleeping, and she heard it. In an instant she sat right up where she lay, and just as fast was fully awake. She looked around where the noise came from, hoping to catch a glimpse of the source. The shrub moved in a strange way. Jiggling once or twice, stopping, then jiggling some more.
"Who's there?" May called out. No response. Whatever was out there was still moving around in it's unusual fashion. May stood up and struggled to get a closer look, but this proved difficult in the amount of light she was given. She looked back at the rest of the gang, who of course were deep asleep by now. She turned her attention back to the shrub. It had suddenly stopped. Whatever was back there wasn't moving around anymore. May began to get a little scared. She bent down and reached for her things behind her, not taking her eyes off the shrub. From her bag she pulled an empty pokeball, and then slowly stood up again.
"Come out so I can catch you!" She said into the darkness behind the shrub with a nervous tone in her voice. Silence. It was so silent May could hear the steady breathing of everyone behind her, her own the most. Only the steady wind running through the leaves in the trees barely made them inaudible but could not drown out the sounds of her own breathing. She began to move to the shrub, taking small steps at a time and never taking her eyes off of it. As she inched her way closer and closer, her heart began to pound in her chest, fear and excitement overwhelming her more and more with every step she took. At last she arrived in front of the shrub and stared it over. She leaned over it and struggled to see behind the little shrub, half expecting to see some rare pokemon or something looking back at her.
Nothing.
Suddenly the wind picked up a little, blowing around here and there in sharp gusts. May glanced away from the shrub and looked around, shivering from the slight cold that the wind was bringing. She hugged herself to try to keep warm and turned her body, looking down once more at the little shrub, and then away just as fast. She looked down and closed her eyes and started to walk back to her sleeping bag. But no sooner had she taken two steps when out of nowhere came a loud grunt. The next thing May knew she went flying backwards, as if someone had shoved her back with all their might. She threw out her arms in an effort to catch her balance, but to no avail. She stumbled backwards some ways and caught one of her heels in the tangling branches of the shrub, and fell over backwards over it.
She shut her eyes and squealed, waiting for the impact to the ground, but... It never came. She opened her eyes and looked around frantically. Nothing but blackness all around her, it didn't make a difference if she shut her eyes or not, and she was still falling. No light, no sound, A million thoughts a second flooded her mind, and she was too scared for any words to leave her mouth.
No sooner had she closed her eyes again when she landed hard. Everything went dead silent. A cold sensation suddenly overwhelmed every part of her body, however she felt no pain anywhere. It felt like she was alone with nothing but her thoughts as she seemed to drift silently in this nothingness she was in. Scared and alone.
She slowly gathered up the courage and opened one of her eyes. Then the other. Looking around felt like she was moving in slow motion, as if time itself was moving at a snail's pace. She didn't move, just drifted in place calmly. Then she saw a small bubble in front of her face, dancing back and forth as it rose higher and higher above her. She followed it with her eyes, and soon was staring into a dim light off in the distance. She began to wonder where she could be that would have such a kind of light that looks like that, when all of a sudden she felt short of breath. She opened her mouth and almost gasped for air, and would have if she didn't notice that as soon as she did open her mouth, it filled completely with water. She panicked as soon as she realized exactly where she was. Underwater. She closed her eyes and mouth and struggled to calm herself as she began to swim. Swim she did, and she hoped she was swimming in the right direction. Fortunately for her she was, and soon she breached the surface she took in a long steady gasp for fresh air.
As soon as May could compose herself, she wiped her eyes of water and looked around in front of her. Nothing but water as far as the eye could see. It felt like any normal outside setting, but there weren't any stars in the sky, just an eerie dark orange glow and the moonlight off in the distance. The water's surface was unusually calm, even as she kicked her feet and hands, dogpaddling to stay afloat where she was. She turned around and saw what she was completely hoping for - land. Not too far off, a small island dotted with lanky trees here and there on the shoreline. Sand reach in only a couple of feet before it turned into grass. Past this point the trees got more dense, and she could only imagine what was beyond there. She breathed a sigh of relief and swam toward it.
As soon as May was on shore far enough on shore she collapsed in a heap on her stomach and closed her eyes, breathing almost heavily trying to calm herself down. Soaked but glad to be alive, May smiled slightly and let out a tiny laugh. Minutes passed, and she opened her eyes for a second and stopped breathing - she could hear someone's voice. It was coming from past the dense treeline further inland.
"Now who could that be..." She said to herself as she looked up into the trees. She climbed to her feet, and slowly regained her balance and she roamed into the trees towards the source of the voices.
"Hello! Who's there!?" She began calling through the trees. Before she realized it, the moon wasn't shining so bright. What she did notice was that the trees she was going through were getting denser and denser, and soon there were only a couple of places that she could squeeze through. But as she ventured further and further into the trees, the voices became more and more audible. And more familiar.
"Ash!?" May called out. No answer. The voices continued. "Ash is that you!?" May called out again. She picked up her pace and continued on, trudging and ducking past all of the trees and low overhanging branches. As quickly as the trees started thickening, they were thinning out as she moved on, until up ahead she could see where they ending, and into a clearing. She didn't slow down a bit, but started running. As soon as she passed the last trees she jumped forward into the edge of the clearing and looked around, and what she saw shocked her. In the middle of the clearing sat Misty and Ash in two big black chairs, across from each other.
"Ash... I think... I think I need you to satisfy me... After all this time." Misty said as she slinked off her chair and crawled to Ash. She kneeled up in front of him and spread his legs apart, then squeezed herself in between his thighs. Ash started breathing heavily as she unzipped his pants and carefully pulled out his erect, throbbing cock.
May couldn't believe it, but she couldn't stop staring either. Something about what she was seeing was giving her the feeling that she'd seen it before. Still shocked she began stepping backward, wondering and rattling her brains furiously for an answer. Where... Where had she seen this before!?
She had taken two steps when all of a sudden someone, or something gripped one of her ankles, really hard. She screamed and jerked her head back to try to see what had grabbed her but it was no use, she was already falling down backwards. The moment she landed she instinctively shut her eyes and had the wind knocked out of her from the fall.
Panicking, May quickly got back up, opened her eyes and found herself... In her sleeping bag. She looked around, still frightened and breathing hard. It had all been some kind of a bad dream. She let out a small sigh of relief and, satisfied that she was back in the real world, flopped over again and tried to go back to sleep.
Time passes, and May is still awake. Unsettled and sweating, she tossed around back and forth in her bed unable to get comfortable enough to fall asleep. Finally she'd had enough and threw the top half of her covers over her legs and sat up. She looked at Ash and cursed at him under her breath, it seems he was the cause of her restlessness. She climbed to her feet and decided to visit the nearby pond with hopes it would calm her down.
May knelt down and scooped up a handful of water, then splashed it over her face. She stared into the water down in front of her and as the ripples cleared out, she began to think about her dream... About what she saw. She closed her eyes and sat up.
"I saw... I saw what I want..." She whispered as she brought her left hand up and caressed her bottom lip. "What does it taste like...?" She whispered as she brought the same hand down slowly. She gripped the zipper of her top and pulled it down slowly, but not all the way. She began breathing harder, more heavily the more she thought about it. The more she wanted it.
She cupped one breast in each hand through the cloth of her top and began massaging them up and down at first, and then into each other making sure with every pass that she rubbed her nipples, making the sensation she was feeling all the better. She let go of her breasts briefly and unzipped her top the rest of the way, which fell off her chest and hung off her shoulders, exposing her bare and kind of enlarged breasts. Still on her knees, May spread her legs open a bit more and slid both of her hands down the front of her pants and started feeling at herself.
She frantically rubbed the outside of her wet vagina, panting, moaning, and breathing hard the whole way. With one hand she had two fingers inside of herself, rubbing in and out in all different directions. With her other hand she started pinching on her clitoris. Then she decided that she wanted it bad, right there and then. She flopped over on her back and quickly pulled her pants down to her ankles. She spread her legs just as fast and started going at it again, leaking her juices with every pass over her fingers over her clit. She was now in an uncontrollable state of screaming out orgasm after orgasm. She arched her back up and grabbed at her chest with one hand, rubbing one breast and then the next, her other hand still furiously working her vagina and clitoris.
May slowed down as her throbbing snatch spilled out the last of it's juices. She brought her hand out of herself and slowly brought it up her front, stopping at her belly button only to smear her wet fingers into it... Continuing up her stomach... Then between her breasts, until she brought it to her mouth and began licking her own cum off of all of her finders, one by one. She went down for more an in almost hypnotic state, lapping it up like a thirsty puppy, over and over again. Finally May dropped her arms to her sides and lay there for some time, legs spread wide open still. She was tired, her arms were sore and her throat hurt from all that yelping.
May sat up and looked around. The sky was turning only slightly blue, and some of the clouds on the horizon showed a hint of yellow. Daylight would be coming soon. She sat up and crawled over to the edge of the pond and began splashing water on herself, trying to clear away all the cum. She was also careful not to arouse herself too much, as she'd decided she'd had enough for the day.
Finished, cleaned and dressed, May walked back over to her sleeping bag and crawled in. She felt more relaxed than she ever had these past couple of weeks since she had last masturbated like that. Before she fell asleep she couldn't help but close her eyes and remember the intensity of her many orgasms, and wonder about why the familiar feeling overcame her in her dream like that. After a time she drifted off to sleep finally, still gripping one of her breasts and smiling.
Back in one of the other sleeping bags, Brock was awake, blushing madly still trying to pretend he was asleep. No sound of a girl screaming in joy like that could keep him asleep, so he had waken up to see what she was doing. He'd almost been caught spying on May when she masturbated, and would have had it not been for her screaming. Now he lay there with very sticky fingers, but satisfied at what he'd witnessed. His feelings of loneliness at that point were too much, and he decided he was going to do something about getting a girlfriend. Something... Different.
End Chapter 1