POKé-DéLIC - Group Fic
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Title: POKé-DéLIC - Group Fic
File Name: poke-delic_group_fic.txt
Author: Dopelganger
Rating: XXX
Size: 40KB
Type: lemon
Action: Misty-Ash-Pikachu-Togepi, C; Misy-Jenny, C;
Added: 10-02-99
Read by: Racso
Description: Pikachu accidently drinks some Habanero Sauce and begins to
trip. He warps through a string of odd, dreamlike places
untill arriving on the world Usenet, where he ultimately
finds himself in AGNPH.
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Okay, i lied. This is gonaa be a 2 part series agian.
This is pokedelic1 and group fic together. but wait
theres more.
pOKE DELIC HAS NEW SCENES-----
----NEW CHARECTERS------------
-------NEW SEX----------------
---------NEW VIOLENCE---------
-----------NEW MAGIC----------
OLD SEX
OLD VIOLENCE
AND SO MUCH MORE!
SO READ ON FAIR CITIZEN! IT WILL MYSTIFY YOU.
ps:yes i know, i reused a sex scene. So i wanna keep
all my sexual prowess(i dont know, it just poped out)
for the last of the Day-Dreams trilogy
pps:: **____EVERYONE_____** is in here. if not in diogue,
then in descrip. X.V. Mewtwo and SoupGuy Bob are just
mentioned(due to the fact they havent been around. just
read it.)
Disclaimer----- This is a lemon. And dont dare call it
Kawaii. If you know what one is, you know you should be over
18 to read it. And if it's realy good, 21. If you say you
dont know what one is, stop playing dumb, and read the past
2 sentences. If you're not playing, its Hentai in the
writen word. As the author of this thing, I retain
ownership of the story, but not the charecters, which as far
as I know, are owned by Nintendo. Or Bill Gates if you're
from the future. And ps, this aint yaoi, S&M, or wacky
fetish story, so if you were hopping for some, you're
looking at the wrong lemon writer. So, blahblahblah,
yackity shmackity, here it goes....
______ Works © 1999 A Subsidary of Baka Games Inc. circa
1999
Poké-Dellic
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"Damnit Pikachu! Give me that bottle!" Ash screamed as
the electric rodent ran up the nearest tree. As usual,
Pikachu ignored him. Katsup is his only weakness. And he
went after it when ever he got the chance.
"Get down from there!! I mean right now! Pikachu!
Damnit!"
"Uhh, Ash. Let him try it." Misty said, supressing a
smile. Pikachu looked at her, shrugged, and opened the
bottle. He didnt need much prompting. So he started to lub
it up; one lick, two licks, three licks; All going down
smooth and gooey. And spicy. And burnning. And.....
"PIKA!" The mouse screamed, jumping down of the tree,
rushing to Ash's canteen. In the background he heared the
others laughing at him. Half dripping down his front, the
other half making it into his mouth, the water did little to
nothing for the fire.
"Here Pikachu" Misty siad between chuckles, handing him a
piece of bread. "This'll help. Next time look at the label
first. Otherwise you'll be eating alot of Habanero Sauce if
you steal from me again."
Pikachu looked up and glared at Misty. True, stealing was
probably wrong, but it's not like she couldn't have warned
him beforehand. Now he felt like he was on fire, and
started to get a headache.
Brock handed him his canteen. Pika greedly took a drink.
Suddenly he felt very, very bad. He tried to stand up, but
succeded in falling flat on his face. His headache became a
sharp, trobbing pain, and all of his sense's seemed to be
painfully heightened. He heard everyone yell if he was
okay, but he couldn't respond. He felt reality slip
away..............................................................
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-**-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
..................................................He woke
up. At least he thought he did. He looked around, his
vision like those damned fisheye lens shots in rap videos he
hated. He shook his head, and his vision cleared. He felt
almost like air. Not actualy here. He glanced around for
the gang, but they weren't arnywhere around. Did they leave
him?
In the distance a figure was....hopping?, towards him. At
about a hundred yards, it apeared to be a white rabbit. At
every hop the ground seemed to shake. As it got nearer, he
figured out why. The "rabbit" was about the size of a bus,
and had fangs the size of baseball bats, coated with traces
of what seemed like foam and blood,; at least from this
distance. At about 30 yards Pikachu could hear a maniacal
laugh eminating from the beast. Slowy he began to back away
from it. Suddenly it stopped. It looked down at Pika, with
blood-shot, green eyes, and asked, "You want to see what I
bring to the party?"
Pikachu closed his eyes and screamed at the top of his
lungs...................................................
............................And opened them to see a world
that looked like it was put together by undergrad art school
techs. Astro turf, a fake blue cloudy sky, and a wierd ufo
sitting in the middle of a valley. He relized he was
holding something. It was a... A fucking shotgun.
"What in the hell is going on?"He thought to himself,
turning the firearm over in his paws. He saw a pair of
sunglasses hanging from a belt on his waist. He carefully
put them on. They fit perfectly.
In the upper right of his vision words apeared.
MISSION:: KILL THE TELETUBBIES
Suddenly, a group of 4 giant, fat, frankly stupid looking
figures waddled out of the ship. They were also carrying
missle launchers. As soon as they spotted Pika, they began
thier assault. Pikachu ran for cover, but couldnt find
any. This made apsolutly no sense. He had to be
hallucinaiting. That had to be it. He shrugged and cocked
his weapon. Why not play along.
He began to run back to the dumpling TV charecters, when he
was grazed by a bullet. One of them oppted to shoulder his
launcher for a riffle. But the bullet actualy hurt. It
stung. He started blasting away. He dogged more fire,
rolling to his left. He jumped up, again dogging more
bullets. HE jumped straight at the fat-ass, barrel
leading. He landed about 10 feet from the yellow shooter,
who stood, mouth agape, gun to his side. Pika chuckled, and
blasted away. He took down the one that had hit him,
splatering the yellow butt monkey's torso against the
grass. He went over, and picked up the fully loaded missle
launcher, and turned to fire at the rest, but couldnt see
them. He glanced at his wound and relized, that this might
be real. The pain and blood seemed to be at least. A
mislle exploded only feet from his head. He turned to where
the blast came from, and fired a missle. It colided with
the Teletubies next rocket, which was only inches out of the
launcher. As they exploded on contact, the blast shreded
the red kiddie-show icon, and set off all of his missles
that were still in the chamber. A large chunk of bone
cracked into Pikachu's head. He began to get light headed,
closed his eyes,
and..............................................
........................Felt something licking his groin.
His eyes shot open to see Togepi happily licking away. He
blinked and rubbed his eyes to be sure. It realy was
togepi. HE looked at his arm and saw it was fine. Maybe he
had been dreming. But was he back?
"Pikachu, glad you're up. Can you help me with this?"Misty
said, pointing to her nude crotch. Currently, she was
sucking on Ash's penis, While Brock jacked-off under a tree.
Almost zombie like, Pika stood, and stumbled over to
misty. On the way over, he noticed his arm was fine. Maybe
he was back....
He reached Misty, and did what seemed natural. He placed a
paw to her clit, and sent a small charge through her. She
responded imeadeately, with a supernatural groan, while she
pumped on Ash even harder. He even seemed to feel the
charge, as he stared up at the sky with eyes wide and mouth
open in sheer agonizing pleasure. Pika laughed, and used
both paws, slowly rubbing and inserting his paws inside
her. With a noticeable increase in feeling, he then decided
to pump the voltage. Doing so made him vibrate.
As Misty blasted towards an orgasm, and Ash tried to grip
reality, Togepi came over to help Pika out. The egg got
down between Misty's legs, and continued what it was doing
before Pikachu got up. As suddenly as he began, Misty came,
at the same time as Ash. Now Pika focused in on his own
worries. So he stood there, still vibrating, and just felt
togepi's actions. They seemed to diminish. And all
together stop. A cool wind blew past the mouse, and no
sound seemed to come to his ears. Not even the sucking
sound Brock was making. It was almost as
if.....................................
.......................He was in a giant stadium. A hushed
silence had filled the crowd. Pika looked behind him. Ash
stood, wrapped in bandages. This had to be Pikachus fight.
He turned back to stare down the Charizard. Or rather, to
stare up the big-ass lizard.
A bell sounded, the crowd roared and the fight began.
Pikachu imeadeately ran under the fire-beast, barely
avoiding the shot of flames it let loose. He weaved in and
out of the stomping feet, using quik attack whenever he got
a chance. A great flapping sound drowned out the crowd. He
was taking flight. Pikachu realized he'd be dead if that
happened.
"PI.....KA.......CHUUUUUUU!". The electric rodent summoned
all of his power, and delivered a Thunder Bolt, the likes of
which shoud have killed anything within 20 yards of him.
The Charizard faltered, but let out a roar, and sailed up.
Pika stood, awed and panting, as the lizard flew above
him. Death was sure to come. And to think, he'd killed
that big red, fat....furry....stupid......Wait a second!
This ain't real, thought Pika. But it seems......damn, what
I wouldnt give for that ....! The missle launcher!!!
Pika suddenly stood holding a missle launcher, and starring
at it like it was a snake. "PIKACHU!!!" Misty screamed. He
shook of the shock, and ran as fast as he could. Just
barely avoiding a blast of fire.
He quikly straffed to his left, as the Charizard circled,
targetting. Pikachu put the launcher to his shoulder, took
aim, fired..............................................
..................KABLAM!!
"Great shot! its Pikachu 4 out of five, and Gizmo 5 out of
six. Now all he needs is to smash 1 more PSYCHOTIC
FURBY!!!!!"A loud voice boomed over the P.A.. He was still
in the arena, but it seemed different. And standing behind
him was a strange short, furball with pointy ears.
Even more strangely the missle launcher had changed into a
giant sledge hammer. As he looked around, he could see the
small changes in the arena. People wore hats that looked
like the small gremlin that stood behind him. Signs had
pictures of him, and the words GRAND CHAMP #1 printed on
them. As if his past trips seemed strange....
A siren went off, and a furry crature that was about Pika's
hight hopped in. It almost looked like the creature that
stood behind him, but more....not. Shorter arms and legs,
and ears of riduculus size. And a foaming mouth. Aside
from its frightining apearance, it seemed to luaghing, and
mumbling to itself in a strange musical language. An urge
to smash it came to Pika's mind.
So he did. He ran straight for it, ignoring its cries in
that language, following it as it hopped around in terror.
Then he seung the mallet as hard as he could. And the thing
exploded.
"He has now tied THE CHAMP!!!" the pa blasted again. "So
now its time for the LIGHTNING ROUND!!!!" The crowd went
nuts. The sound was like
thunder.....................................
.......................... Rolling, and rushing, rumbling
the ground. And that damned moronic Franklin *wanted* to be
out in it. Oh he would pay dearly thats for sure.
"Now Chuk, go ahead and get on the kite. Youll have to
guide it into the cloud when it gets up that high."
Franklin said, shoving me onto the flimsly fabric. Damn
good thing the winds were nearly a hundred miles an hour.
For him at least. For me, it was a death sentance, for
certain.
"Why me?"I asked to no one in particular, as I strapted
myself in. I dont know why this guy was worshiped after.
All he did all day was beat off to some weird euro porn.
And you know that "Famer almanac"? That was shit he thought
up when he hit his bong. Some new fad from france.
After i was in suqurely, he threw me up in the air. Thank
god the wind cuaght me. So, up and up I went, rain smakin
my face, lightning scaring the shit out of me. And to
think, thats what Im aiming for.
See, his whole plan was to see how lightning worked.
Personaly, I think he just got off on this sorta thing. I
was supposed to steer for lightning, then jump out of the
harness, and diploy this "parachute" thing he invented. I
stress, *supposed* to.
What realy happened, was I steered for a bolt, and tried to
get out. But the jackass locked me in. So, I watched my
life, and my ancesstors lives, and my childrens lives flash
before me, as the electricity infused with me, a simple
intelegent mouse, and I became the first electric rodent.
Wait, no. Yes. No, wait a second, I'm Pikachu, not Chuck
the Great. What the fu...............
.....................ck!"Pikachu stood, looking around. He
was ontop of a mountain, staring in the face of a dragoon.
SHIT!!!!!!............................................
.................."No! Stop! Dont come near me!" Pikachu
screamed. "Dont-hey what the fuck, I'm speaking english."
He opened his eyes. He was in a room, a fire burning
infront of him. He was ontop of a table, drapped with a
quilt. The room was sparse, with only the table, a chair, a
cot and a bookshelf.
"Yes, I know."
Pika turned, and saw in the doorway an old man, hunched
over on his staff. "I cast a spell. I'm old, and my mana
is nearly gone, but I can still hold my own." He hobbled
over to Pika. "My name is King Lisanders. Which means
nothing to you, as you apear to be from another land, my
little mouse." He came closer. "You are here to save the
world. Not that tuff."
"....wh..wha...what?"
"You'll see. Sleep now. All will be clear on the morrow."
As if commanded, Pikachu's eyes suddenly felt like
lead, and he quikly fell asleep.
*-*-*
"Wake....Wake and be fed, oh little electric mouse." A
feminine voice breathed.
He opened his eyes and beheld the most beautiful
woman he had ever seen. Gray eyes, framed in black hair,
and alabaster skin. She gave him a brief smile.
"Thanks. I uh...Sorry, who are you?" He asked
awestruck.
"I'm Lisander's daughter. You may call me Danae."
"Danae...." he said softly, liking how it sounded on his
lips. Liking how it would sound on her lips.
"Father said you should eat before you go with him."
"Yes I did, so let me speak for my self." The old man
walked in. "Hurry and eat. If you wish to get back to
reality you must help me.
So Pika ate, and hurried, and ate. He then stood up.
"Let's rock."
"you dont even know what your getting into." Danae said.
"I havent for the past 5 scenes."
"Ha. Funny. Now. I will cast aspell on you. It will
cause you to go into another dream sequence. From there, i
want you to find the book called Aunibi Dorpe Tista. Look
on page 113. From there you'll be transported back here. I
dont know when the book will come around, but it will, and
you *Must* do as i said." He looked at pikachu dead in the
eye. "Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Then on you go........."He raised his hands and
chanted..."PURPLE-FUZZY-PEOPLE-EATING-MONKEY-HUMPERS-OHMMMMM-OOHMMMM-OHMMMMYYYYYY-DARLING------SHA-ZAM!"
"What the fu.....................
............ck?" Pikachu lay face down in a puddle of
water. He felt like he just fell 20 feet or so. But he
wasn't the one who had said that.
"Holy shit! It's a Pikachu! No way, I'm sure to be
accepted now!" Pika stood and looked up. He stood
in....on....somewhere. He tood on a hilltop, in the middle
of a grotto, surrounded by pillars. Infront of him stood a
figure. About 5'10", and all white. He looked like Jack
Frost from all those Rudolf/Santa claymations. With the
edge of that Ice-guy from the comics Ash had in his bag.
He backed away and looked up. The sky was a hazy blue,
flashing with streaks of light everyonce and a while. As he
looked across from hill cantage point on the hill he could
see a basicaly featureless plain, with small groups of
buildings in the distance. Some extrememly large, others
only a shanty.
He was snapped back to attention as the figure tried to
snach him. Without a thought Pika electrocuted him. The
Ice block was thrown a few yards, and lay in a heep
weeping. Afraid he might have hurt a friend who could help
him get back to reality.... Who was King Lisanders?
Shit....oh well, probably just another hallucination.
*You okay?* He asked, in his language. Fat chance of
anyone understanding, but....
"Yeah, fine," He replied, still sniffiling"Just depressed.
No one acepts me. I post and I post, but nothing. And I
finaly find a real live Pikachu, and I cant even get that
for the group."
*You can understand me?* Pika asked in suprise.
"Of course I can. Everyone on this world can understand
everyone else. We might not be able to comprihend it, but
if you can talk, we can hear it." He stood and shook
himself off. "This is the world of USENET. A small planet
in the solar system of INTERNET."
*What?*
"INTERNET. In the solar system theres AOL world, PORNO
planet, USENET world, and the larger worlds of EDU, COM,
MIL, GOV, NET, and ORG. Ours is the only world where one
can express thier opinion and have others comment on it. On
the other planets you can only tell people what you think,
or what you know. You cant hear them respond."
*And you are?*
"King Icy Lock, of the land of the PLONKed. Off in the
distance is the land of the Groups. Those places where
people live and rant, are welcomed, where they 'post' stuff
for others to see. Where, unless you talk yourself, are
invisible to others. Where if you make a few 'off topic'
'post's you can be killfiled. Like me. Where if you insult
someone, you are visualy changed into a troll. They see you
but...why be seen? I'm not a troll any longer. Just
killfiled. Ignored. PLONKed."
*How can you be invisible* Pikachu asked, not
understanding.
"In this world you must speak to be seen. The more you do,
the more people pay attention, until you are a 'reg'. Those
who arent, are called lurkers. Many off-worlders are
lurkers. They have nothing to add, or just want to revil in
others genius. Or stupidity. Or, more often, their
perversion." He thought for a second. "Infact, let me show
you my special little group. Its in the town of AGNPH, a
quaint little burb, just outside the insanity of AGNP, AGFF,
and AGFFH. Almost everyone ignores me, but I'm starting to
think only half of those who do actualy KF me."
*Uhhhhhh....* Pika had to think. This wasnt normal.
Nothing it seemed was anymore. But what the hell. What
could go wrong?
*Sure. Why not*
****
After blasting through space in a transporter he called a
Reader, they arived. The general layout was one of a main
street, that lead up to a temple of the same design, except
from here, it looked alot larger.
"This is AGNPH, at least mainstreet. This is where most of
the irreverent posting happens. This is where all the new
messages happen, before their shoved off into the temple,
mostly where the regs hang." They began walking up the
street.
"All these side streets go into the bowls of AGNPH, where
the regs live, and play. Thats where the most interesting
shit happens." Icy turned down one of these streets. "Its
like a maze in here, but you figure out the design after a
while."
They went a little farther down the wide alley, pasting
graffiti on the walls, like "Pokemon no menjin", "snootchie
bootchies", and other quotes. They turned again, into a
wider street and ran into to guys standing around.
At least one was. He was wearing a black leather
trenchcoat, with patches on the back and sleeves, with
bleached hair, and black sunglasses. He was laughing at the
comment the other one was making.
Who happened to be standing in a small model of a viking
war ship. Just large enough to hold two or three people.
Instead of two or three, there stood a burly pirate dude, in
the full gala, red and white stripped shirt, canvas pants,
rope belt, newspaper cap'ns hat....
what the hell?
"Yeah, I went down and got those new MP3's of...." The
priate guy was saying.
"Oh shit." Icy whispered "just keep quite and walk
backwards. Maybe we can get out of this..."
But before they even got 3 steps the trenchcoat dude yelled
"Fucking Fuckers! Sky, it's a Pikachu! With Icy! Icy?"
"Run Pikachu!" Icy yelled pushing him down the street.
"Sky Render, dont! He's with me! Evan help me out here!"
Sky Render, however, had already began firring up the
out-board motor and laughing maniacaly. Pika turned and ran
as hard as he could. He got about 30 yards by the time he
heard the motor turn over. And someone yelling" Watch it!
I'm tired of being hit by your ass!"
Running hard, Pikachu decided to run into one of the
alleys. He kept running, twisting and turning in the maze
of the town, until he could no longer hear the hum of the
boat. He stopped and caught his breath. His ears perked up
as he relized he stumbled upon two more people standing and
talking. One was a close duplicate to that G.I. Joe
charecter...what was his name....Snake Eyes. The other was
something out of a fantasy novel. Black hooded cloak, black
chain armour, and his face was shrouded in darkness, save
his eyes.
"So I says to Mabel, I says... Hey, is that a
Pikachu?" The knight said/asked.
*Guys, just let me alone* Pika said in exahsperation.
"And he talks. Cool." The snake eyes said.
*I came here with Icy Lock* He tried to offer something
they could accept.
"What? Oh yeah, that realy helps your case." The
Shadowy figure said.
"Not much though. You got any cool stories?" The
snake one asked.
*No....*
The knight thought for a moment. "Do Ash and Misty
actualy have sex?"
*Wel...I'd rather not say.*
"But youve seen them?"He pressed.
*Yeah*
"And you wont tell us, like, what position is Misty's
favorite,
whether or not she shaves, or anything?"
*I realy dont wanna....*
The Shadow looked at the snake eyes. The faceless
figure pointed at pikachu and yelled "SKY
RENDER!!!!!!!", then started shrieking like one of those
pod-people in the original version of Body Snatchers.
The roar of the outboard came around the corner.
"WooHoo! I got him this time!" He started fiddiling with
something in the back of the boat. A rocket engine. As he
lit it, Evan jumped out of one of the alleys, directly
infront of Sky. "I gotcha!"
"EVAN GET OUT OF THE FRIGGAN WAY!!!!" Sky Render
screamed as he blew down the alley. Icy lock apeared out of
no where, piked up Pika, and ran down one of the
alley-ways. Pika glanced back to see Evan thrown into the
boat, ontop of Sky, as they basicaly flew down the street.
"Jeez, I told you to get out of trouble, not get in
it." Icy was saying as he jogged down the path. After a
few turns they arrived back on main street.
"Aside from those two, no one else should bother you.
So lets get goin' to the main temple." And they started up
the street.
*What are those?* Pika asked pointing to sheets of paper
floating above the ground.
"Those are posts. Just plain ole posts. No lemons or
anything on it, probably off topic. I once had this entire
street filled with 'em." He sighed. "The good old days.
Anyway, the lemons and all else hentai are up in the
temple."
They walked for a while, finaly ariving at the Temple.
He could hear music playing inside, and conversations going
on.
They walked up the ramp, stepping inside. The look of
the crowd inside, was, uh, disturbing to say the least.
After considering the ones outside, the sheer normalness of
the ones inside made them freaky.
Icy whispered to Pika. "See that guy in the back, with
the black, blue and white robe talking to the dude in the
leather jacket, those are the founder and archivest, M.W.F.,
and Racso, as in rats of NIMH part two. The other guy is a
reg who just came back to us. The one that looks like a
hippy VanGoh. He's Psycedelic.The ones talking with them,
the one wearing the gauntlets and the silver armour, is
Kishi ScytherStryke, and the other one wearing the Shaggy
2 Dope "Fuck off!" T-shirt,army pants, black steel toed
boots, big-ass spike collar, finger claw, and has the long
brown hair,tat's, and nose ring , is none other then Gina,
The Mad Profeser. Usualy, Crunchies there, but I guess not
today... And where the hell has X.V. Mewtwo and Soupguy
Bob went to?"
He turnned and pointed to another group. "The girl
with the long red hair and tat, wearing the Black shirt and
Black shorts is Damiana Birchardi. She's Tlaking to Dave,
who's smokin the ciggie and wearing the shorts, the ridding
jacket. and the knit cap. The one nodding and kinda just
in the background, wearin just the jeans and shirt is
Countersync." He pointed to a guy in the background
wearing a schollars toga. "Dude is The Almighty Tora.
Knows all about the game and videos of Pokémon. What we
call your adventures."
Suddenly a freak who looked like a tin can flashed
infront of them and yelled out an advertisement. Everyone
brought out weopons of choice, Damiana with a switchblade,
Racso with a sawed off, Counter with a crossbow, K.Ss.with
a firebal.; Icy even whipped out an ice pick. But he left
to soon for anyone to do anything. A bell rang out.
A dude wearing a Blink 182 T-shirt, and acid wash jeans,
and holdin a Basooka walked up to Icy. "Like the saying
goes, Every time a bell rings, a spammer gets its wings."
He launced a missile at the bell tower." Damn bells. Thats
why we strap rolex's to the fish Kunaramog throws. Easier
way to tell time."
"K-Echhi, dude!" Icy exclamed.
"Who's your friend?"
"A real live Pikachu."
"Dont let Sky or Evan see him."
Icy started laughing."Too late." He shook hands with
the bazooka weilding dude. " Anything new?"
"Thats a big negatory. Check the wall yourself".
M.W.F. walked over.
"Kickass shot. To bad we cant catch them sooner."
"I think Dami, Shadow, Dop, Evan and Dave are workin on
a warning system.
Racso looked up. "Finaly. Target practice'll be alot
easier."
"Come on Pikachu, lets go." Icy and he walked off to
the far wall, which, as they got closer, expanded into a
hallway.
"This is the hall of media. This is where all the Pics,
movies, lemons, and fan-fics are posted. Be warned. Your
put into situations you might not be in normaly." He
grinned at Pikachu. "Thats what makes em cool."
Pikachu raised an eyebrow as he walked with Icy. To his
left he saw some Pictures.....some pictures of Misty naked.
Some of Ash naked. Some of them together.
"These are just recent." Icy said pointing to
some."This is a lemon by the infamous SaraJ. One of the, if
not THE best writer on the group." Pika looked at some of
the content of it. Misty did what?
They walked a little farther. "Heres some stuff by
Ghastly. You might want to skip over some of that. They're
great Lemons, but you might get a tad freaked about what
happens with Misty. Thats his self portrait over there," he
pointed to a cg pic of someone who looked like the guy from
that band Broks obsessed with....Social D? They walked
still further. "Heres some stuff by Evan. Guy who got hit
by the boat. Right now he's hot with this PAN's series.
Prety crescent fresh.."
"Heres some stuff by Dop, that faceless guy, Shadow, two
by Merc, watch out for him, he's dangorous. Some by Dave,
Damiana, Oh shit, heres M.W.F.'s new ones. I was waiting
for them." He reached to grab a copy of each, but stopped.
He shrugged"I'll wait till you leave. Lets keep goin, shall
we?". They continued. "Heres some MST's. You know that
show on comedy central? These are kinda rips of that.
Heres some of mine......And heres some of the best by
LunarKngtX. Funny as all hell."
They reached the end of the hall, which stopped at a
large terminal, with a monitor screent about the size of a
big screen TV. "This is the AGNPH archive. Evey pic,
lemon, fic, everyting, is logged on this site. This is just
the gateway to it, we can see all the stuff, we just cant
interact. Here, check some of the pics." He pressed a few
buttons on the panel. # pictures came on screen. One of a
nude Misty with a Pokeball, One of Misty standing in a pool
of water, watched by Brock and Ash. And one of.......
*What in the unholly night is that?*Pika yelled, as the
picture of him, 5 times life sized, came on screen, raping
Misty.
"Sorry, wrong pic, but I told you. A lot of this would
probably disturb you." Icy said with a smile. A pic of Ash
and Brock came up. "Shit! Yoai!" He quikly pressed a few
more buttons, and a pic of Jenny came on screen. "Phew.
Some of the regs are into that, but jeez. It catches you
off gaurd at times." He looked up. "I got a beep. I'll be
right back."
Pikachu flipped threw some more of the pictures, but
ended up glancing at the lemons after one nasty picture
of....too nasty. *Shit. Some of this has actualy
happened. Misty and Jenny, Misty and Diglet, Brock and the
Playboy, Misty and her hand, Me and Misty, Me and Ash, Jesse
and James. They must be Gods or something, to be able to
see this. To write this. Way out of space time. Trippy.*
"Hey Pikachu, I gotta jam. Look for a guy in a robe.
He'll help you get off planet." Icy yelled down the
hallway. "Hes on the second street over! Good luck!"
Before Pikachu could respond, Icy was gone.
*Great. Now I'm all alone. Damn plonker.* He sighed.
*Lets get going then.*
He jogged down the hallway, looked around in the main
room, and shrank out the front door, avoiding everyones
eyes. As he stepped out into the street he saw the boat.
And Sky Render. And Sky rushing towards him.
He ran to his left, weaving around the pillars, trying
to get to the guy in the robe. One street blows
by......THWAP.
*What the fuck! A fish?!? Shit!*
He saw Shadow and Doppelganger running towards him,
just to his right, up the street he was on. Off to his
left,
evan was running at him with a noticeable boat sized bruise
on his face.
He kept running, while rubbing his head, and made it to
the second side street. He could feel the roar of the motor
on the boat behind him. A hand reached from inside one of
the door ways and snatched him inside. A cold gloved hand
clutched around his mouth. "Hush now. You're safe with
us." A cold voice breathed. Pikachu was released.
He stared up at a figure wearing a jet black robe, in
druid style. The one Icy was talking about? Pikachu looked
around at the room. Frogs suspended in jars filled with
colored fluids, candles, weopons, whips, chains, electrodes,
cauldrens, shelvf aafter shelf of books and scrolls... Maybe
this was the right place.
"Here little mouse. Sit here. You'll be safe. We'll
protect you." He led Pikachu over to a chair, with straps
and pincers. Nercously, he sat. Infront of him was a large
white sheet. He layed his hands on the arm rests. And they
were clamped down. His legs followed; A strap lashed out
and coiled his neck to the chair. His eyes were forced open
by some of those pincers. A low chuckle filled the room.
"Now the fun begins." The figure messed with something
outside of Pkachus range of vision, and a projector
started. Images of sex, violence, bigotry, and all around
not niceness flashed on the screen while Pax Diorum played
in the back ground. The fugure came back to stand infront
of pikachu holding a curved, rigged knife/hook.
*Icy...Icy Lock sent me!* He screeched helplessly.
"Oh, that one sent you to us? Whatever for?"
*He said the one in the robe two streets from the main
hall could help me!*
"O-oh. You wanted 2 streets the right. not left.
You're looking for Bob the Great. We're Merc, Most Unholy.
Now, shall we start.?" He advanced on Pikachu, resting the
knife on Pikachu's ear. "Yes. We'll start here I think.
Yez."
*SHIT
NOOOOOOOO........................................................................
...............Oh!
Pikachu couldnt belive his eyMisty stood, nervously
infront of the officer. Jenny slowly stripped her, first
taking her suspenders over her shoulders. And helping Misty
pull her T-Shirt over her head. SHe tossed it into one of
the tents.
As Jenny slowly massaged Misty's breasts, Misty could only
stare up at the sky letting out whispers of pleasure. Her
skin shone alabaster under the oddly bright full moon.
After a few seconds, Jenny got down to her knees, and
unbuttoned shorts. With agonizing slowness, that burnned
inside of Misty, Jenny pulled them down. As misty kicked
them off, Jenny carefully put her hands on Misty's panties,
tracing out the V of her pubic mound. Misty's warmth turned
to heat, as she felt the fingers so close to her near
gushing hole. Yet all she could do to signal her enjoyment
was to gasp. No moans or words seemed to be able to pass
her lips.
She looke down at Jenny, who stared up at her, smilling
slightly, putting a flare on her actions, as she wrapped her
fingers on the sides of Misty's underware, twisting it, and
jerking it down, only inches at a time. As it got to her
knees, Jenny kissed her mound, her tounge forcing itself
between her legs, searching for her throbing clit.
Finaly Misty let out a moan, loud enough to make the
sleeping electric mouse to turn in his sleep. She didnt
want to wake him, so she focused on the sensations that
flooded her body.
Jenny pulled the panties down the rest of the way, leaving
Misty completely bare. A wind blew through the clearing,
hardening her nipples all the more. This was going to be a
long night.
Jenny pulled out a nightstick from her utility belt that
lay near the fire. She carefully licked the tip, showing
her red tongue drizzling it with moisture. She mocked
sucked it, twirling it, bobbing her head on it, and twirling
it again. Misty stared down at Jenny, her mouth agape,
watching the night-stick get closer, agonizingly slowly, to
her now swollen pussy. With force, she tried not to touch
herself, and let Jenny work her magic.
Jenny stood, pulling the stick up Misty's body, watching
her shiver in ecstasy. She brought it up to Misty's lips to
have her kiss it. Jenny breathed into her ear and asked,
light as the wind "Have you ever had something like this
inside you before?"
Not wishing to divert her attention from the implement, she
shook her head. As she did, the stick swung back and forth,
in and out of her mouth, adding a new sensation to her
abdomen. She felt as if she must have something inside of
her. Finger, stick, tounge, fist; It didnt matter. She
began to take it out of her mouth, to give back to Jenny, to
finish what she wanted. But Jenny refused, and led it
gently back to her lips, almost as moist and pink as the
counterparts between her legs. Jenny pulled it in and out
of Misty's mouth, watching as she began to feel it come to
life. When she was sure Misty would not stop, she whispered
"We must practice for our next night...."
Unsure what she meant, Misty again worked on the pole.
Jenny bit Misty's left nipple, as her fingers pinched the
other. She slid her tounge down the length of her body,
pulling misty to the ground as she went. Misty soon sat
with her back against the tree, her legs pulled apart by a
smilling Jenny.
Jenny turned around and bent over, shoving her quim into
mistys face. Imeadeately, the young girl started to
instictively give the officer pleasure. While she was busy
licking, purring, and all else that came to mind, Jenny was
sucking on the nightstick. As it became more wet, she
reached down, and put rested it on Mistys lips. She felt
the gasp the girl let out, as she probbed the box with one
finger, then two, then slowly brought them apart, widing the
entrance which had a bright sheen of girl-cum, waitning for
her to continue.
The officer brought the pole to the swollen, waiting lips,
and carefully inserted it. Before two inches had penetrated
her tight, cherry hole, Misty's hips thrust upwards, as she
spasmed in orgasm. Jenny chuckled and kissed Misty's clit.
"Dont stop now my little trainer. We arent done here.." she
said, pulling out the mock-dildonic device. She passed it
to the hard-breathing Misty.
She grabbed it, and stared at it. After what seemed like
ages, she put it to her mouth, tasting her wetness, rolling
her tongue on the hard, black surface, not wanting to let it
go. She glimpsed Jenny staring back at her, an eyebrow
raised, still waiting. So, she reliquished her second
onslaught on the pole, and brought it to Jenny's "love
box". With less resitance than Misty expected, all of 10
inches of it slid into her. Starting to slowly push it in
and out, her pace quikend, pumping faster, harder, than the
last pump. Remembering a passage from a book she bought
back in cerulean, she brought the pole so that only a half
inch stayed inside of Jenny. She started to spin it, having
to use both hands to keep the motion constant. As she spun
it, she began to rock it in a circular motion, as if
stirring two ingrediants together. The response was almost
as imeadeate as her own. Aparently hitting the G-spot on
every turn, jenny was unable to hold back. She thrust her
hips into Misty's face, drenching it with moisture.
Pika could only stand and watch. He was reliving what
happeded days ago. In living orgasm. His body unconciosly
spasmed as he sent himself over the brink by the sight
alone. Heh heh heh...................
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Title: POKé-DéLIC - Group Fic
File Name: poke-delic_group_fic.txt
Author: Dopelganger
Rating: XXX
Size: 40KB
Type: lemon
Action: Misty-Ash-Pikachu-Togepi, C; Misy-Jenny, C;
Added: 10-02-99
Read by: Racso
Description: Pikachu accidently drinks some Habanero Sauce and begins to
trip. He warps through a string of odd, dreamlike places
untill arriving on the world Usenet, where he ultimately
finds himself in AGNPH.
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Okay, i lied. This is gonaa be a 2 part series agian.
This is pokedelic1 and group fic together. but wait
theres more.
pOKE DELIC HAS NEW SCENES-----
----NEW CHARECTERS------------
-------NEW SEX----------------
---------NEW VIOLENCE---------
-----------NEW MAGIC----------
OLD SEX
OLD VIOLENCE
AND SO MUCH MORE!
SO READ ON FAIR CITIZEN! IT WILL MYSTIFY YOU.
ps:yes i know, i reused a sex scene. So i wanna keep
all my sexual prowess(i dont know, it just poped out)
for the last of the Day-Dreams trilogy
pps:: **____EVERYONE_____** is in here. if not in diogue,
then in descrip. X.V. Mewtwo and SoupGuy Bob are just
mentioned(due to the fact they havent been around. just
read it.)
Disclaimer----- This is a lemon. And dont dare call it
Kawaii. If you know what one is, you know you should be over
18 to read it. And if it's realy good, 21. If you say you
dont know what one is, stop playing dumb, and read the past
2 sentences. If you're not playing, its Hentai in the
writen word. As the author of this thing, I retain
ownership of the story, but not the charecters, which as far
as I know, are owned by Nintendo. Or Bill Gates if you're
from the future. And ps, this aint yaoi, S&M, or wacky
fetish story, so if you were hopping for some, you're
looking at the wrong lemon writer. So, blahblahblah,
yackity shmackity, here it goes....
______ Works © 1999 A Subsidary of Baka Games Inc. circa
1999
Poké-Dellic
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"Damnit Pikachu! Give me that bottle!" Ash screamed as
the electric rodent ran up the nearest tree. As usual,
Pikachu ignored him. Katsup is his only weakness. And he
went after it when ever he got the chance.
"Get down from there!! I mean right now! Pikachu!
Damnit!"
"Uhh, Ash. Let him try it." Misty said, supressing a
smile. Pikachu looked at her, shrugged, and opened the
bottle. He didnt need much prompting. So he started to lub
it up; one lick, two licks, three licks; All going down
smooth and gooey. And spicy. And burnning. And.....
"PIKA!" The mouse screamed, jumping down of the tree,
rushing to Ash's canteen. In the background he heared the
others laughing at him. Half dripping down his front, the
other half making it into his mouth, the water did little to
nothing for the fire.
"Here Pikachu" Misty siad between chuckles, handing him a
piece of bread. "This'll help. Next time look at the label
first. Otherwise you'll be eating alot of Habanero Sauce if
you steal from me again."
Pikachu looked up and glared at Misty. True, stealing was
probably wrong, but it's not like she couldn't have warned
him beforehand. Now he felt like he was on fire, and
started to get a headache.
Brock handed him his canteen. Pika greedly took a drink.
Suddenly he felt very, very bad. He tried to stand up, but
succeded in falling flat on his face. His headache became a
sharp, trobbing pain, and all of his sense's seemed to be
painfully heightened. He heard everyone yell if he was
okay, but he couldn't respond. He felt reality slip
away..............................................................
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-**-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
..................................................He woke
up. At least he thought he did. He looked around, his
vision like those damned fisheye lens shots in rap videos he
hated. He shook his head, and his vision cleared. He felt
almost like air. Not actualy here. He glanced around for
the gang, but they weren't arnywhere around. Did they leave
him?
In the distance a figure was....hopping?, towards him. At
about a hundred yards, it apeared to be a white rabbit. At
every hop the ground seemed to shake. As it got nearer, he
figured out why. The "rabbit" was about the size of a bus,
and had fangs the size of baseball bats, coated with traces
of what seemed like foam and blood,; at least from this
distance. At about 30 yards Pikachu could hear a maniacal
laugh eminating from the beast. Slowy he began to back away
from it. Suddenly it stopped. It looked down at Pika, with
blood-shot, green eyes, and asked, "You want to see what I
bring to the party?"
Pikachu closed his eyes and screamed at the top of his
lungs...................................................
............................And opened them to see a world
that looked like it was put together by undergrad art school
techs. Astro turf, a fake blue cloudy sky, and a wierd ufo
sitting in the middle of a valley. He relized he was
holding something. It was a... A fucking shotgun.
"What in the hell is going on?"He thought to himself,
turning the firearm over in his paws. He saw a pair of
sunglasses hanging from a belt on his waist. He carefully
put them on. They fit perfectly.
In the upper right of his vision words apeared.
MISSION:: KILL THE TELETUBBIES
Suddenly, a group of 4 giant, fat, frankly stupid looking
figures waddled out of the ship. They were also carrying
missle launchers. As soon as they spotted Pika, they began
thier assault. Pikachu ran for cover, but couldnt find
any. This made apsolutly no sense. He had to be
hallucinaiting. That had to be it. He shrugged and cocked
his weapon. Why not play along.
He began to run back to the dumpling TV charecters, when he
was grazed by a bullet. One of them oppted to shoulder his
launcher for a riffle. But the bullet actualy hurt. It
stung. He started blasting away. He dogged more fire,
rolling to his left. He jumped up, again dogging more
bullets. HE jumped straight at the fat-ass, barrel
leading. He landed about 10 feet from the yellow shooter,
who stood, mouth agape, gun to his side. Pika chuckled, and
blasted away. He took down the one that had hit him,
splatering the yellow butt monkey's torso against the
grass. He went over, and picked up the fully loaded missle
launcher, and turned to fire at the rest, but couldnt see
them. He glanced at his wound and relized, that this might
be real. The pain and blood seemed to be at least. A
mislle exploded only feet from his head. He turned to where
the blast came from, and fired a missle. It colided with
the Teletubies next rocket, which was only inches out of the
launcher. As they exploded on contact, the blast shreded
the red kiddie-show icon, and set off all of his missles
that were still in the chamber. A large chunk of bone
cracked into Pikachu's head. He began to get light headed,
closed his eyes,
and..............................................
........................Felt something licking his groin.
His eyes shot open to see Togepi happily licking away. He
blinked and rubbed his eyes to be sure. It realy was
togepi. HE looked at his arm and saw it was fine. Maybe he
had been dreming. But was he back?
"Pikachu, glad you're up. Can you help me with this?"Misty
said, pointing to her nude crotch. Currently, she was
sucking on Ash's penis, While Brock jacked-off under a tree.
Almost zombie like, Pika stood, and stumbled over to
misty. On the way over, he noticed his arm was fine. Maybe
he was back....
He reached Misty, and did what seemed natural. He placed a
paw to her clit, and sent a small charge through her. She
responded imeadeately, with a supernatural groan, while she
pumped on Ash even harder. He even seemed to feel the
charge, as he stared up at the sky with eyes wide and mouth
open in sheer agonizing pleasure. Pika laughed, and used
both paws, slowly rubbing and inserting his paws inside
her. With a noticeable increase in feeling, he then decided
to pump the voltage. Doing so made him vibrate.
As Misty blasted towards an orgasm, and Ash tried to grip
reality, Togepi came over to help Pika out. The egg got
down between Misty's legs, and continued what it was doing
before Pikachu got up. As suddenly as he began, Misty came,
at the same time as Ash. Now Pika focused in on his own
worries. So he stood there, still vibrating, and just felt
togepi's actions. They seemed to diminish. And all
together stop. A cool wind blew past the mouse, and no
sound seemed to come to his ears. Not even the sucking
sound Brock was making. It was almost as
if.....................................
.......................He was in a giant stadium. A hushed
silence had filled the crowd. Pika looked behind him. Ash
stood, wrapped in bandages. This had to be Pikachus fight.
He turned back to stare down the Charizard. Or rather, to
stare up the big-ass lizard.
A bell sounded, the crowd roared and the fight began.
Pikachu imeadeately ran under the fire-beast, barely
avoiding the shot of flames it let loose. He weaved in and
out of the stomping feet, using quik attack whenever he got
a chance. A great flapping sound drowned out the crowd. He
was taking flight. Pikachu realized he'd be dead if that
happened.
"PI.....KA.......CHUUUUUUU!". The electric rodent summoned
all of his power, and delivered a Thunder Bolt, the likes of
which shoud have killed anything within 20 yards of him.
The Charizard faltered, but let out a roar, and sailed up.
Pika stood, awed and panting, as the lizard flew above
him. Death was sure to come. And to think, he'd killed
that big red, fat....furry....stupid......Wait a second!
This ain't real, thought Pika. But it seems......damn, what
I wouldnt give for that ....! The missle launcher!!!
Pika suddenly stood holding a missle launcher, and starring
at it like it was a snake. "PIKACHU!!!" Misty screamed. He
shook of the shock, and ran as fast as he could. Just
barely avoiding a blast of fire.
He quikly straffed to his left, as the Charizard circled,
targetting. Pikachu put the launcher to his shoulder, took
aim, fired..............................................
..................KABLAM!!
"Great shot! its Pikachu 4 out of five, and Gizmo 5 out of
six. Now all he needs is to smash 1 more PSYCHOTIC
FURBY!!!!!"A loud voice boomed over the P.A.. He was still
in the arena, but it seemed different. And standing behind
him was a strange short, furball with pointy ears.
Even more strangely the missle launcher had changed into a
giant sledge hammer. As he looked around, he could see the
small changes in the arena. People wore hats that looked
like the small gremlin that stood behind him. Signs had
pictures of him, and the words GRAND CHAMP #1 printed on
them. As if his past trips seemed strange....
A siren went off, and a furry crature that was about Pika's
hight hopped in. It almost looked like the creature that
stood behind him, but more....not. Shorter arms and legs,
and ears of riduculus size. And a foaming mouth. Aside
from its frightining apearance, it seemed to luaghing, and
mumbling to itself in a strange musical language. An urge
to smash it came to Pika's mind.
So he did. He ran straight for it, ignoring its cries in
that language, following it as it hopped around in terror.
Then he seung the mallet as hard as he could. And the thing
exploded.
"He has now tied THE CHAMP!!!" the pa blasted again. "So
now its time for the LIGHTNING ROUND!!!!" The crowd went
nuts. The sound was like
thunder.....................................
.......................... Rolling, and rushing, rumbling
the ground. And that damned moronic Franklin *wanted* to be
out in it. Oh he would pay dearly thats for sure.
"Now Chuk, go ahead and get on the kite. Youll have to
guide it into the cloud when it gets up that high."
Franklin said, shoving me onto the flimsly fabric. Damn
good thing the winds were nearly a hundred miles an hour.
For him at least. For me, it was a death sentance, for
certain.
"Why me?"I asked to no one in particular, as I strapted
myself in. I dont know why this guy was worshiped after.
All he did all day was beat off to some weird euro porn.
And you know that "Famer almanac"? That was shit he thought
up when he hit his bong. Some new fad from france.
After i was in suqurely, he threw me up in the air. Thank
god the wind cuaght me. So, up and up I went, rain smakin
my face, lightning scaring the shit out of me. And to
think, thats what Im aiming for.
See, his whole plan was to see how lightning worked.
Personaly, I think he just got off on this sorta thing. I
was supposed to steer for lightning, then jump out of the
harness, and diploy this "parachute" thing he invented. I
stress, *supposed* to.
What realy happened, was I steered for a bolt, and tried to
get out. But the jackass locked me in. So, I watched my
life, and my ancesstors lives, and my childrens lives flash
before me, as the electricity infused with me, a simple
intelegent mouse, and I became the first electric rodent.
Wait, no. Yes. No, wait a second, I'm Pikachu, not Chuck
the Great. What the fu...............
.....................ck!"Pikachu stood, looking around. He
was ontop of a mountain, staring in the face of a dragoon.
SHIT!!!!!!............................................
.................."No! Stop! Dont come near me!" Pikachu
screamed. "Dont-hey what the fuck, I'm speaking english."
He opened his eyes. He was in a room, a fire burning
infront of him. He was ontop of a table, drapped with a
quilt. The room was sparse, with only the table, a chair, a
cot and a bookshelf.
"Yes, I know."
Pika turned, and saw in the doorway an old man, hunched
over on his staff. "I cast a spell. I'm old, and my mana
is nearly gone, but I can still hold my own." He hobbled
over to Pika. "My name is King Lisanders. Which means
nothing to you, as you apear to be from another land, my
little mouse." He came closer. "You are here to save the
world. Not that tuff."
"....wh..wha...what?"
"You'll see. Sleep now. All will be clear on the morrow."
As if commanded, Pikachu's eyes suddenly felt like
lead, and he quikly fell asleep.
*-*-*
"Wake....Wake and be fed, oh little electric mouse." A
feminine voice breathed.
He opened his eyes and beheld the most beautiful
woman he had ever seen. Gray eyes, framed in black hair,
and alabaster skin. She gave him a brief smile.
"Thanks. I uh...Sorry, who are you?" He asked
awestruck.
"I'm Lisander's daughter. You may call me Danae."
"Danae...." he said softly, liking how it sounded on his
lips. Liking how it would sound on her lips.
"Father said you should eat before you go with him."
"Yes I did, so let me speak for my self." The old man
walked in. "Hurry and eat. If you wish to get back to
reality you must help me.
So Pika ate, and hurried, and ate. He then stood up.
"Let's rock."
"you dont even know what your getting into." Danae said.
"I havent for the past 5 scenes."
"Ha. Funny. Now. I will cast aspell on you. It will
cause you to go into another dream sequence. From there, i
want you to find the book called Aunibi Dorpe Tista. Look
on page 113. From there you'll be transported back here. I
dont know when the book will come around, but it will, and
you *Must* do as i said." He looked at pikachu dead in the
eye. "Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Then on you go........."He raised his hands and
chanted..."PURPLE-FUZZY-PEOPLE-EATING-MONKEY-HUMPERS-OHMMMMM-OOHMMMM-OHMMMMYYYYYY-DARLING------SHA-ZAM!"
"What the fu.....................
............ck?" Pikachu lay face down in a puddle of
water. He felt like he just fell 20 feet or so. But he
wasn't the one who had said that.
"Holy shit! It's a Pikachu! No way, I'm sure to be
accepted now!" Pika stood and looked up. He stood
in....on....somewhere. He tood on a hilltop, in the middle
of a grotto, surrounded by pillars. Infront of him stood a
figure. About 5'10", and all white. He looked like Jack
Frost from all those Rudolf/Santa claymations. With the
edge of that Ice-guy from the comics Ash had in his bag.
He backed away and looked up. The sky was a hazy blue,
flashing with streaks of light everyonce and a while. As he
looked across from hill cantage point on the hill he could
see a basicaly featureless plain, with small groups of
buildings in the distance. Some extrememly large, others
only a shanty.
He was snapped back to attention as the figure tried to
snach him. Without a thought Pika electrocuted him. The
Ice block was thrown a few yards, and lay in a heep
weeping. Afraid he might have hurt a friend who could help
him get back to reality.... Who was King Lisanders?
Shit....oh well, probably just another hallucination.
*You okay?* He asked, in his language. Fat chance of
anyone understanding, but....
"Yeah, fine," He replied, still sniffiling"Just depressed.
No one acepts me. I post and I post, but nothing. And I
finaly find a real live Pikachu, and I cant even get that
for the group."
*You can understand me?* Pika asked in suprise.
"Of course I can. Everyone on this world can understand
everyone else. We might not be able to comprihend it, but
if you can talk, we can hear it." He stood and shook
himself off. "This is the world of USENET. A small planet
in the solar system of INTERNET."
*What?*
"INTERNET. In the solar system theres AOL world, PORNO
planet, USENET world, and the larger worlds of EDU, COM,
MIL, GOV, NET, and ORG. Ours is the only world where one
can express thier opinion and have others comment on it. On
the other planets you can only tell people what you think,
or what you know. You cant hear them respond."
*And you are?*
"King Icy Lock, of the land of the PLONKed. Off in the
distance is the land of the Groups. Those places where
people live and rant, are welcomed, where they 'post' stuff
for others to see. Where, unless you talk yourself, are
invisible to others. Where if you make a few 'off topic'
'post's you can be killfiled. Like me. Where if you insult
someone, you are visualy changed into a troll. They see you
but...why be seen? I'm not a troll any longer. Just
killfiled. Ignored. PLONKed."
*How can you be invisible* Pikachu asked, not
understanding.
"In this world you must speak to be seen. The more you do,
the more people pay attention, until you are a 'reg'. Those
who arent, are called lurkers. Many off-worlders are
lurkers. They have nothing to add, or just want to revil in
others genius. Or stupidity. Or, more often, their
perversion." He thought for a second. "Infact, let me show
you my special little group. Its in the town of AGNPH, a
quaint little burb, just outside the insanity of AGNP, AGFF,
and AGFFH. Almost everyone ignores me, but I'm starting to
think only half of those who do actualy KF me."
*Uhhhhhh....* Pika had to think. This wasnt normal.
Nothing it seemed was anymore. But what the hell. What
could go wrong?
*Sure. Why not*
****
After blasting through space in a transporter he called a
Reader, they arived. The general layout was one of a main
street, that lead up to a temple of the same design, except
from here, it looked alot larger.
"This is AGNPH, at least mainstreet. This is where most of
the irreverent posting happens. This is where all the new
messages happen, before their shoved off into the temple,
mostly where the regs hang." They began walking up the
street.
"All these side streets go into the bowls of AGNPH, where
the regs live, and play. Thats where the most interesting
shit happens." Icy turned down one of these streets. "Its
like a maze in here, but you figure out the design after a
while."
They went a little farther down the wide alley, pasting
graffiti on the walls, like "Pokemon no menjin", "snootchie
bootchies", and other quotes. They turned again, into a
wider street and ran into to guys standing around.
At least one was. He was wearing a black leather
trenchcoat, with patches on the back and sleeves, with
bleached hair, and black sunglasses. He was laughing at the
comment the other one was making.
Who happened to be standing in a small model of a viking
war ship. Just large enough to hold two or three people.
Instead of two or three, there stood a burly pirate dude, in
the full gala, red and white stripped shirt, canvas pants,
rope belt, newspaper cap'ns hat....
what the hell?
"Yeah, I went down and got those new MP3's of...." The
priate guy was saying.
"Oh shit." Icy whispered "just keep quite and walk
backwards. Maybe we can get out of this..."
But before they even got 3 steps the trenchcoat dude yelled
"Fucking Fuckers! Sky, it's a Pikachu! With Icy! Icy?"
"Run Pikachu!" Icy yelled pushing him down the street.
"Sky Render, dont! He's with me! Evan help me out here!"
Sky Render, however, had already began firring up the
out-board motor and laughing maniacaly. Pika turned and ran
as hard as he could. He got about 30 yards by the time he
heard the motor turn over. And someone yelling" Watch it!
I'm tired of being hit by your ass!"
Running hard, Pikachu decided to run into one of the
alleys. He kept running, twisting and turning in the maze
of the town, until he could no longer hear the hum of the
boat. He stopped and caught his breath. His ears perked up
as he relized he stumbled upon two more people standing and
talking. One was a close duplicate to that G.I. Joe
charecter...what was his name....Snake Eyes. The other was
something out of a fantasy novel. Black hooded cloak, black
chain armour, and his face was shrouded in darkness, save
his eyes.
"So I says to Mabel, I says... Hey, is that a
Pikachu?" The knight said/asked.
*Guys, just let me alone* Pika said in exahsperation.
"And he talks. Cool." The snake eyes said.
*I came here with Icy Lock* He tried to offer something
they could accept.
"What? Oh yeah, that realy helps your case." The
Shadowy figure said.
"Not much though. You got any cool stories?" The
snake one asked.
*No....*
The knight thought for a moment. "Do Ash and Misty
actualy have sex?"
*Wel...I'd rather not say.*
"But youve seen them?"He pressed.
*Yeah*
"And you wont tell us, like, what position is Misty's
favorite,
whether or not she shaves, or anything?"
*I realy dont wanna....*
The Shadow looked at the snake eyes. The faceless
figure pointed at pikachu and yelled "SKY
RENDER!!!!!!!", then started shrieking like one of those
pod-people in the original version of Body Snatchers.
The roar of the outboard came around the corner.
"WooHoo! I got him this time!" He started fiddiling with
something in the back of the boat. A rocket engine. As he
lit it, Evan jumped out of one of the alleys, directly
infront of Sky. "I gotcha!"
"EVAN GET OUT OF THE FRIGGAN WAY!!!!" Sky Render
screamed as he blew down the alley. Icy lock apeared out of
no where, piked up Pika, and ran down one of the
alley-ways. Pika glanced back to see Evan thrown into the
boat, ontop of Sky, as they basicaly flew down the street.
"Jeez, I told you to get out of trouble, not get in
it." Icy was saying as he jogged down the path. After a
few turns they arrived back on main street.
"Aside from those two, no one else should bother you.
So lets get goin' to the main temple." And they started up
the street.
*What are those?* Pika asked pointing to sheets of paper
floating above the ground.
"Those are posts. Just plain ole posts. No lemons or
anything on it, probably off topic. I once had this entire
street filled with 'em." He sighed. "The good old days.
Anyway, the lemons and all else hentai are up in the
temple."
They walked for a while, finaly ariving at the Temple.
He could hear music playing inside, and conversations going
on.
They walked up the ramp, stepping inside. The look of
the crowd inside, was, uh, disturbing to say the least.
After considering the ones outside, the sheer normalness of
the ones inside made them freaky.
Icy whispered to Pika. "See that guy in the back, with
the black, blue and white robe talking to the dude in the
leather jacket, those are the founder and archivest, M.W.F.,
and Racso, as in rats of NIMH part two. The other guy is a
reg who just came back to us. The one that looks like a
hippy VanGoh. He's Psycedelic.The ones talking with them,
the one wearing the gauntlets and the silver armour, is
Kishi ScytherStryke, and the other one wearing the Shaggy
2 Dope "Fuck off!" T-shirt,army pants, black steel toed
boots, big-ass spike collar, finger claw, and has the long
brown hair,tat's, and nose ring , is none other then Gina,
The Mad Profeser. Usualy, Crunchies there, but I guess not
today... And where the hell has X.V. Mewtwo and Soupguy
Bob went to?"
He turnned and pointed to another group. "The girl
with the long red hair and tat, wearing the Black shirt and
Black shorts is Damiana Birchardi. She's Tlaking to Dave,
who's smokin the ciggie and wearing the shorts, the ridding
jacket. and the knit cap. The one nodding and kinda just
in the background, wearin just the jeans and shirt is
Countersync." He pointed to a guy in the background
wearing a schollars toga. "Dude is The Almighty Tora.
Knows all about the game and videos of Pokémon. What we
call your adventures."
Suddenly a freak who looked like a tin can flashed
infront of them and yelled out an advertisement. Everyone
brought out weopons of choice, Damiana with a switchblade,
Racso with a sawed off, Counter with a crossbow, K.Ss.with
a firebal.; Icy even whipped out an ice pick. But he left
to soon for anyone to do anything. A bell rang out.
A dude wearing a Blink 182 T-shirt, and acid wash jeans,
and holdin a Basooka walked up to Icy. "Like the saying
goes, Every time a bell rings, a spammer gets its wings."
He launced a missile at the bell tower." Damn bells. Thats
why we strap rolex's to the fish Kunaramog throws. Easier
way to tell time."
"K-Echhi, dude!" Icy exclamed.
"Who's your friend?"
"A real live Pikachu."
"Dont let Sky or Evan see him."
Icy started laughing."Too late." He shook hands with
the bazooka weilding dude. " Anything new?"
"Thats a big negatory. Check the wall yourself".
M.W.F. walked over.
"Kickass shot. To bad we cant catch them sooner."
"I think Dami, Shadow, Dop, Evan and Dave are workin on
a warning system.
Racso looked up. "Finaly. Target practice'll be alot
easier."
"Come on Pikachu, lets go." Icy and he walked off to
the far wall, which, as they got closer, expanded into a
hallway.
"This is the hall of media. This is where all the Pics,
movies, lemons, and fan-fics are posted. Be warned. Your
put into situations you might not be in normaly." He
grinned at Pikachu. "Thats what makes em cool."
Pikachu raised an eyebrow as he walked with Icy. To his
left he saw some Pictures.....some pictures of Misty naked.
Some of Ash naked. Some of them together.
"These are just recent." Icy said pointing to
some."This is a lemon by the infamous SaraJ. One of the, if
not THE best writer on the group." Pika looked at some of
the content of it. Misty did what?
They walked a little farther. "Heres some stuff by
Ghastly. You might want to skip over some of that. They're
great Lemons, but you might get a tad freaked about what
happens with Misty. Thats his self portrait over there," he
pointed to a cg pic of someone who looked like the guy from
that band Broks obsessed with....Social D? They walked
still further. "Heres some stuff by Evan. Guy who got hit
by the boat. Right now he's hot with this PAN's series.
Prety crescent fresh.."
"Heres some stuff by Dop, that faceless guy, Shadow, two
by Merc, watch out for him, he's dangorous. Some by Dave,
Damiana, Oh shit, heres M.W.F.'s new ones. I was waiting
for them." He reached to grab a copy of each, but stopped.
He shrugged"I'll wait till you leave. Lets keep goin, shall
we?". They continued. "Heres some MST's. You know that
show on comedy central? These are kinda rips of that.
Heres some of mine......And heres some of the best by
LunarKngtX. Funny as all hell."
They reached the end of the hall, which stopped at a
large terminal, with a monitor screent about the size of a
big screen TV. "This is the AGNPH archive. Evey pic,
lemon, fic, everyting, is logged on this site. This is just
the gateway to it, we can see all the stuff, we just cant
interact. Here, check some of the pics." He pressed a few
buttons on the panel. # pictures came on screen. One of a
nude Misty with a Pokeball, One of Misty standing in a pool
of water, watched by Brock and Ash. And one of.......
*What in the unholly night is that?*Pika yelled, as the
picture of him, 5 times life sized, came on screen, raping
Misty.
"Sorry, wrong pic, but I told you. A lot of this would
probably disturb you." Icy said with a smile. A pic of Ash
and Brock came up. "Shit! Yoai!" He quikly pressed a few
more buttons, and a pic of Jenny came on screen. "Phew.
Some of the regs are into that, but jeez. It catches you
off gaurd at times." He looked up. "I got a beep. I'll be
right back."
Pikachu flipped threw some more of the pictures, but
ended up glancing at the lemons after one nasty picture
of....too nasty. *Shit. Some of this has actualy
happened. Misty and Jenny, Misty and Diglet, Brock and the
Playboy, Misty and her hand, Me and Misty, Me and Ash, Jesse
and James. They must be Gods or something, to be able to
see this. To write this. Way out of space time. Trippy.*
"Hey Pikachu, I gotta jam. Look for a guy in a robe.
He'll help you get off planet." Icy yelled down the
hallway. "Hes on the second street over! Good luck!"
Before Pikachu could respond, Icy was gone.
*Great. Now I'm all alone. Damn plonker.* He sighed.
*Lets get going then.*
He jogged down the hallway, looked around in the main
room, and shrank out the front door, avoiding everyones
eyes. As he stepped out into the street he saw the boat.
And Sky Render. And Sky rushing towards him.
He ran to his left, weaving around the pillars, trying
to get to the guy in the robe. One street blows
by......THWAP.
*What the fuck! A fish?!? Shit!*
He saw Shadow and Doppelganger running towards him,
just to his right, up the street he was on. Off to his
left,
evan was running at him with a noticeable boat sized bruise
on his face.
He kept running, while rubbing his head, and made it to
the second side street. He could feel the roar of the motor
on the boat behind him. A hand reached from inside one of
the door ways and snatched him inside. A cold gloved hand
clutched around his mouth. "Hush now. You're safe with
us." A cold voice breathed. Pikachu was released.
He stared up at a figure wearing a jet black robe, in
druid style. The one Icy was talking about? Pikachu looked
around at the room. Frogs suspended in jars filled with
colored fluids, candles, weopons, whips, chains, electrodes,
cauldrens, shelvf aafter shelf of books and scrolls... Maybe
this was the right place.
"Here little mouse. Sit here. You'll be safe. We'll
protect you." He led Pikachu over to a chair, with straps
and pincers. Nercously, he sat. Infront of him was a large
white sheet. He layed his hands on the arm rests. And they
were clamped down. His legs followed; A strap lashed out
and coiled his neck to the chair. His eyes were forced open
by some of those pincers. A low chuckle filled the room.
"Now the fun begins." The figure messed with something
outside of Pkachus range of vision, and a projector
started. Images of sex, violence, bigotry, and all around
not niceness flashed on the screen while Pax Diorum played
in the back ground. The fugure came back to stand infront
of pikachu holding a curved, rigged knife/hook.
*Icy...Icy Lock sent me!* He screeched helplessly.
"Oh, that one sent you to us? Whatever for?"
*He said the one in the robe two streets from the main
hall could help me!*
"O-oh. You wanted 2 streets the right. not left.
You're looking for Bob the Great. We're Merc, Most Unholy.
Now, shall we start.?" He advanced on Pikachu, resting the
knife on Pikachu's ear. "Yes. We'll start here I think.
Yez."
*SHIT
NOOOOOOOO........................................................................
...............Oh!
Pikachu couldnt belive his eyMisty stood, nervously
infront of the officer. Jenny slowly stripped her, first
taking her suspenders over her shoulders. And helping Misty
pull her T-Shirt over her head. SHe tossed it into one of
the tents.
As Jenny slowly massaged Misty's breasts, Misty could only
stare up at the sky letting out whispers of pleasure. Her
skin shone alabaster under the oddly bright full moon.
After a few seconds, Jenny got down to her knees, and
unbuttoned shorts. With agonizing slowness, that burnned
inside of Misty, Jenny pulled them down. As misty kicked
them off, Jenny carefully put her hands on Misty's panties,
tracing out the V of her pubic mound. Misty's warmth turned
to heat, as she felt the fingers so close to her near
gushing hole. Yet all she could do to signal her enjoyment
was to gasp. No moans or words seemed to be able to pass
her lips.
She looke down at Jenny, who stared up at her, smilling
slightly, putting a flare on her actions, as she wrapped her
fingers on the sides of Misty's underware, twisting it, and
jerking it down, only inches at a time. As it got to her
knees, Jenny kissed her mound, her tounge forcing itself
between her legs, searching for her throbing clit.
Finaly Misty let out a moan, loud enough to make the
sleeping electric mouse to turn in his sleep. She didnt
want to wake him, so she focused on the sensations that
flooded her body.
Jenny pulled the panties down the rest of the way, leaving
Misty completely bare. A wind blew through the clearing,
hardening her nipples all the more. This was going to be a
long night.
Jenny pulled out a nightstick from her utility belt that
lay near the fire. She carefully licked the tip, showing
her red tongue drizzling it with moisture. She mocked
sucked it, twirling it, bobbing her head on it, and twirling
it again. Misty stared down at Jenny, her mouth agape,
watching the night-stick get closer, agonizingly slowly, to
her now swollen pussy. With force, she tried not to touch
herself, and let Jenny work her magic.
Jenny stood, pulling the stick up Misty's body, watching
her shiver in ecstasy. She brought it up to Misty's lips to
have her kiss it. Jenny breathed into her ear and asked,
light as the wind "Have you ever had something like this
inside you before?"
Not wishing to divert her attention from the implement, she
shook her head. As she did, the stick swung back and forth,
in and out of her mouth, adding a new sensation to her
abdomen. She felt as if she must have something inside of
her. Finger, stick, tounge, fist; It didnt matter. She
began to take it out of her mouth, to give back to Jenny, to
finish what she wanted. But Jenny refused, and led it
gently back to her lips, almost as moist and pink as the
counterparts between her legs. Jenny pulled it in and out
of Misty's mouth, watching as she began to feel it come to
life. When she was sure Misty would not stop, she whispered
"We must practice for our next night...."
Unsure what she meant, Misty again worked on the pole.
Jenny bit Misty's left nipple, as her fingers pinched the
other. She slid her tounge down the length of her body,
pulling misty to the ground as she went. Misty soon sat
with her back against the tree, her legs pulled apart by a
smilling Jenny.
Jenny turned around and bent over, shoving her quim into
mistys face. Imeadeately, the young girl started to
instictively give the officer pleasure. While she was busy
licking, purring, and all else that came to mind, Jenny was
sucking on the nightstick. As it became more wet, she
reached down, and put rested it on Mistys lips. She felt
the gasp the girl let out, as she probbed the box with one
finger, then two, then slowly brought them apart, widing the
entrance which had a bright sheen of girl-cum, waitning for
her to continue.
The officer brought the pole to the swollen, waiting lips,
and carefully inserted it. Before two inches had penetrated
her tight, cherry hole, Misty's hips thrust upwards, as she
spasmed in orgasm. Jenny chuckled and kissed Misty's clit.
"Dont stop now my little trainer. We arent done here.." she
said, pulling out the mock-dildonic device. She passed it
to the hard-breathing Misty.
She grabbed it, and stared at it. After what seemed like
ages, she put it to her mouth, tasting her wetness, rolling
her tongue on the hard, black surface, not wanting to let it
go. She glimpsed Jenny staring back at her, an eyebrow
raised, still waiting. So, she reliquished her second
onslaught on the pole, and brought it to Jenny's "love
box". With less resitance than Misty expected, all of 10
inches of it slid into her. Starting to slowly push it in
and out, her pace quikend, pumping faster, harder, than the
last pump. Remembering a passage from a book she bought
back in cerulean, she brought the pole so that only a half
inch stayed inside of Jenny. She started to spin it, having
to use both hands to keep the motion constant. As she spun
it, she began to rock it in a circular motion, as if
stirring two ingrediants together. The response was almost
as imeadeate as her own. Aparently hitting the G-spot on
every turn, jenny was unable to hold back. She thrust her
hips into Misty's face, drenching it with moisture.
Pika could only stand and watch. He was reliving what
happeded days ago. In living orgasm. His body unconciosly
spasmed as he sent himself over the brink by the sight
alone. Heh heh heh...................
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