Story Notes:
Contains sexual activity with brock, ash, misty, ritchi, mirana,. Johto level pokemon only. Contains Furry, Beast, Shota, Yuri, group, Large insertion, pregnancy, tentacle rape, xeno, transformation, nude wrestling, bukkake, styalized violence and my own weird sense of humour.
Intermission
Misty sat on the rock by Brocks cook pot tapping her foot against thin air. This caused the bowl resting on that leg to wobble a little as she thought. She hadn't touched her food.
Idly she looked at her watch, "Where could he be?" she mumbled slightly louder than she'd intended. Across the way from her Brock was just finishing his third bowl of his famous mystery stew and wishing he'd been able to enjoy it more! He sighed internally and scooped the last of the batch into his mouth.
"Ya Know! Matters of the heart are a serious thing Misty," He prodded her like prodding a sore tooth. She missed the point entirely.
"I know, and Chikorita has it bad. I'm just hoping he finds her okay. You know how trouble seams to follow Ash."
"If you're talking about team rocket - they don't normally turn up this early in the day." Brock put his bowl to one side and stood up, "Are you going to eat that?" He prompted, and Misty passed him her bowl.
"Come on. Your acting like a love-sick Pidgy!" Brock had stepped on the line on purpose and even though it had taken Misty a moment to catch the sentence it got the effect he was looking for.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
The air sparked for a second as she attempted to stair him down, "Oh nothing." He replied, sipping the last of his tee. They both sighed as the air calmed.
"This isn't like Ash!" She insisted, "He NEVER misses a meal."
"I know" Brock replied, as he began scraping the last of the stew from the pot into a container so it could be eaten later. "We've got a lot left over with him absent!"
Misty stomped her foot and leapt to her feet in one movement. "That's not what I mean and you know it!" She ranted, "Something must have happened to him!"
"To them." Brock replied, his face giving any comic strait-man a run for it's money. "I know, but at the same time he CAN look after himself ya know."
Without saying anything else misty began packing up her gear. "Only up to a point!" She replied as she picked up her bag. "I think we should look for him."
"Don't worry Misty." Brock began to pack up his own gear. "I'm sure their ok. We'll find them in a little while and before you know it he'll be gorging himself on left-overs.. You just wait and see."
As the pair looked at the forest in front of them Misty found herself emotionally conflicted. Part of her wanted to smack ash around for making her worry but another part simply wanted to throw her arms around him.
"We're going to need help with this.." Brock's words snapped through Misty's introspection, "Go GolBat!"
"Go Poliwrath ..."
"Chikorita, Use another Razor Leaf!" The words drifted across the forest faintly from the North overlaying Misty's words as the Pokemon emerged from their pokeballs. Everything froze.
"THAT's ASH!" The silence broke again.
Rushing to keep up with Misty - Brock, GodBat and Poliwhirl gave chase as she bolted in the direction of Ash's voice. "C'Mon Pikachu, Help me Shiiift Thiiis Looog!!!" The last few words were grunted and strained, Misty and her team banked right and broke though into a clearing to be greeted with the most peculiar sight they'd ever seen.
Ash stood there surprised an enormous log collapsed to the ground. "Hi Misty!" Ash commented, and began scratching the back of his head like he always did when caught of guard.
Having expected to see Ash accompanied by Chikorita and Pikachu Misty was completely dumbfounded to be faced instead with three barely clothed people, assuming that the other two were people. They looked more like pokemon. If Ash himself being dressed in only jacket and underwear wasn't enough then his being accompanied by a human-shaped Chikorita and Pikachu dressed in Ash's shirt and Ash's shorts respectively did nothing short of stop her thoughts cold.
"look at that!" the thoughts rose unbidden from her libido only to be crushed by her common sense before realising that she wasn't entire sure just who she was talking about.
"Uhh." She replied.
"Yeah, Misty. Funny thing!" Ash rubbed the back of his head as he grinned and began to approach, causing Misty to involuntarily back away from him. Seeing her reaction and looking at the pokemon behind Him Ash decided to face the floor.
"Lemme guess!" Brock said though gasping breaths having finally caught up with Misty. "While we were eating the three of you had an Adventure."
Half an hour passed as Ash half heartedly told his story leaving out various crucial details and looking at the ground as he slowly chewed the stored food that Brock had cooked earlier that day. It was cold and quite frankly not as big a serving as what Ash would normally eat but that wasn't what was bothering Misty. Pikachu and Chikorita - inexplicably human were working side by side as a solid team for once in an attempt to clear away more of the scrub as per Brocks suggestion, but that wasn't bothering her either. Brock was currently going through all three bags (including Misty's) and sorting through shirts, shorts and underwear in an attempt to find something that would fit the new group members and while that did bother her a little it wasn't the main concern. As Ash sat there telling his story and how he had found Chikorita in human form the fact that he avoided looking at Misty WAS bothering her a great deal. Especially when he muttered about the three of them having passed out.
But most importantly was Ash's current state of undress. She'd catch herself looking at the small patch of underwear currently covering his boy-hood or the small serving of muscle on his chest and arms. He might not have been much to look at, certainly not in comparison to the pokemon boy currently labouring away behind him, but he was all hers.
"So, basically you have no idea what happened!" Brock confirmed. Ash seamed to think about this for a moment before replying, "Yep, Not a clue! ... But the cave kinda closed up as we left!" He added the last sentence hurriedly and hoped nobody noticed.
"Pretty much same as ever." Misty's feminism chided before the rest of her could stop it. She shrugged it off and stood up. "Seams to me we should check out this cave anyway while we're here."
"Good Idea!" Brock replied as he continued looking through the backpacks which were slowly being dismantled around him.
"What, No, I told you the opening kinda closed up, like a big door, no more like a rock-slide!" Ash gestured back and forth with his arms as he spoke and Misty gave his a sceptical look.
"Ah-Huh!" Brock arose from the depths of one of the bags like a victorious Gyraidos and varnished to pairs of pants. "This is a pair of Misty's and they go to you!" He tossed the pants to Chikorita who caught them automatically using the vines from the back of her neck. Stopping what she had been doing and raising the shirt Ash had given her she looked at her exposed lower half expectantly, holding the pants in front of her with her vines and looked back at the group quizzically just as Brock tossed the second pair to Ash.
"What the?"
"Let me help you with that Chiki!" Ash and Misty spoke at the same time, Misty promptly heading over to Chikorita as Ash approached the bags.
"You were supposed to be looking for stuff for Pikachu!" he commented as he handed them back, "Not me!"
"Those are the ones that lost all the elastic when I washed them!" Ash examined the pants again and saw the that while they were his they indeed had been stretched slightly. "They're the closest match we have and quite honestly the pants Pikachu's wearing now are extremely tight on him." The pair looked at Pikachu, still hard at work - This time trying to cut through an extremely thick piece of bracken with a tiny bolt of lightning. Ash swallowed a lump in his throat on realising that he'd been staring at Pikachu's firm build and looked back to the pants he was holding.. Across the way Misty was attempting to show Chikorita how to button up pants and while the short they were working with were baggy around the waist and short in the leg they seamed to be making headway.
"I've cut a hole in the backside," he continued. "If you look at Pikachu you'll see his tail is pressed against back at the moment, the hole will let it sit out behind him comfortably.
Ash looked back at Chikorita and grimaced. "Oh that looks horrible!" He called out-loud before his brain could intercept the message. Seconds later he found himself cowering before the might of two very angry girls.
"That's not what I meant!" He screamed as they bore down on him. Behind him Brock crossed himself and decided to stay well out.
"I Meant Chikorita Looked Beautiful As She Was, And Those Pants Work Best On You Misty!" The words blurted out like lightning as Ash Cringed Misty's heart melted again. Grabbing Chikorita by the back of the Ill-fitting pants she stopped the girl short making her look quizzically at Misty. "That was an apology!" Misty explained. "It's okay to terrorize Ash [i]only[/i] until he apologizes."
"Chik?"
Misty racked her brains for a suitable response to Chikorita's question. "Then we save it for later and throw it back in his when he least expects it!" She finished with a sigh of relief. Silently she swatted her sense of femininity to one side as her brain tried to process Ash's earlier statement.
She realised suddenly.
"No, Pikachu! Not out here...!" Waking up to herself Misty suddenly noticed Ash had given Pikachu the new pair of pants. Completely unabashed Pikachu had whipped off his existing pants and handed them to Ash without bothering to hide his older male form. Ash was currently struggling with Pikachu in an attempt to cover him up and watching the pair Misty found herself stifling a giggle, then noticing Pikachu's larger boyhood blushed and turned away. Behind her Chikorita had removed the pants upon Ash's suggestion. It was true; her fur did hide most of what needed to be hidden. Misty sighed outwardly this time unaware of the antics around her or Brocks stoic expression.
She thought
Idly she looked at her watch, "Where could he be?" she mumbled slightly louder than she'd intended. Across the way from her Brock was just finishing his third bowl of his famous mystery stew and wishing he'd been able to enjoy it more! He sighed internally and scooped the last of the batch into his mouth.
"Ya Know! Matters of the heart are a serious thing Misty," He prodded her like prodding a sore tooth. She missed the point entirely.
"I know, and Chikorita has it bad. I'm just hoping he finds her okay. You know how trouble seams to follow Ash."
"If you're talking about team rocket - they don't normally turn up this early in the day." Brock put his bowl to one side and stood up, "Are you going to eat that?" He prompted, and Misty passed him her bowl.
"Come on. Your acting like a love-sick Pidgy!" Brock had stepped on the line on purpose and even though it had taken Misty a moment to catch the sentence it got the effect he was looking for.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
The air sparked for a second as she attempted to stair him down, "Oh nothing." He replied, sipping the last of his tee. They both sighed as the air calmed.
"This isn't like Ash!" She insisted, "He NEVER misses a meal."
"I know" Brock replied, as he began scraping the last of the stew from the pot into a container so it could be eaten later. "We've got a lot left over with him absent!"
Misty stomped her foot and leapt to her feet in one movement. "That's not what I mean and you know it!" She ranted, "Something must have happened to him!"
"To them." Brock replied, his face giving any comic strait-man a run for it's money. "I know, but at the same time he CAN look after himself ya know."
Without saying anything else misty began packing up her gear. "Only up to a point!" She replied as she picked up her bag. "I think we should look for him."
"Don't worry Misty." Brock began to pack up his own gear. "I'm sure their ok. We'll find them in a little while and before you know it he'll be gorging himself on left-overs.. You just wait and see."
As the pair looked at the forest in front of them Misty found herself emotionally conflicted. Part of her wanted to smack ash around for making her worry but another part simply wanted to throw her arms around him.
"We're going to need help with this.." Brock's words snapped through Misty's introspection, "Go GolBat!"
"Go Poliwrath ..."
"Chikorita, Use another Razor Leaf!" The words drifted across the forest faintly from the North overlaying Misty's words as the Pokemon emerged from their pokeballs. Everything froze.
"THAT's ASH!" The silence broke again.
Rushing to keep up with Misty - Brock, GodBat and Poliwhirl gave chase as she bolted in the direction of Ash's voice. "C'Mon Pikachu, Help me Shiiift Thiiis Looog!!!" The last few words were grunted and strained, Misty and her team banked right and broke though into a clearing to be greeted with the most peculiar sight they'd ever seen.
Ash stood there surprised an enormous log collapsed to the ground. "Hi Misty!" Ash commented, and began scratching the back of his head like he always did when caught of guard.
Having expected to see Ash accompanied by Chikorita and Pikachu Misty was completely dumbfounded to be faced instead with three barely clothed people, assuming that the other two were people. They looked more like pokemon. If Ash himself being dressed in only jacket and underwear wasn't enough then his being accompanied by a human-shaped Chikorita and Pikachu dressed in Ash's shirt and Ash's shorts respectively did nothing short of stop her thoughts cold.
"look at that!" the thoughts rose unbidden from her libido only to be crushed by her common sense before realising that she wasn't entire sure just who she was talking about.
"Uhh." She replied.
"Yeah, Misty. Funny thing!" Ash rubbed the back of his head as he grinned and began to approach, causing Misty to involuntarily back away from him. Seeing her reaction and looking at the pokemon behind Him Ash decided to face the floor.
"Lemme guess!" Brock said though gasping breaths having finally caught up with Misty. "While we were eating the three of you had an Adventure."
Half an hour passed as Ash half heartedly told his story leaving out various crucial details and looking at the ground as he slowly chewed the stored food that Brock had cooked earlier that day. It was cold and quite frankly not as big a serving as what Ash would normally eat but that wasn't what was bothering Misty. Pikachu and Chikorita - inexplicably human were working side by side as a solid team for once in an attempt to clear away more of the scrub as per Brocks suggestion, but that wasn't bothering her either. Brock was currently going through all three bags (including Misty's) and sorting through shirts, shorts and underwear in an attempt to find something that would fit the new group members and while that did bother her a little it wasn't the main concern. As Ash sat there telling his story and how he had found Chikorita in human form the fact that he avoided looking at Misty WAS bothering her a great deal. Especially when he muttered about the three of them having passed out.
But most importantly was Ash's current state of undress. She'd catch herself looking at the small patch of underwear currently covering his boy-hood or the small serving of muscle on his chest and arms. He might not have been much to look at, certainly not in comparison to the pokemon boy currently labouring away behind him, but he was all hers.
"So, basically you have no idea what happened!" Brock confirmed. Ash seamed to think about this for a moment before replying, "Yep, Not a clue! ... But the cave kinda closed up as we left!" He added the last sentence hurriedly and hoped nobody noticed.
"Pretty much same as ever." Misty's feminism chided before the rest of her could stop it. She shrugged it off and stood up. "Seams to me we should check out this cave anyway while we're here."
"Good Idea!" Brock replied as he continued looking through the backpacks which were slowly being dismantled around him.
"What, No, I told you the opening kinda closed up, like a big door, no more like a rock-slide!" Ash gestured back and forth with his arms as he spoke and Misty gave his a sceptical look.
"Ah-Huh!" Brock arose from the depths of one of the bags like a victorious Gyraidos and varnished to pairs of pants. "This is a pair of Misty's and they go to you!" He tossed the pants to Chikorita who caught them automatically using the vines from the back of her neck. Stopping what she had been doing and raising the shirt Ash had given her she looked at her exposed lower half expectantly, holding the pants in front of her with her vines and looked back at the group quizzically just as Brock tossed the second pair to Ash.
"What the?"
"Let me help you with that Chiki!" Ash and Misty spoke at the same time, Misty promptly heading over to Chikorita as Ash approached the bags.
"You were supposed to be looking for stuff for Pikachu!" he commented as he handed them back, "Not me!"
"Those are the ones that lost all the elastic when I washed them!" Ash examined the pants again and saw the that while they were his they indeed had been stretched slightly. "They're the closest match we have and quite honestly the pants Pikachu's wearing now are extremely tight on him." The pair looked at Pikachu, still hard at work - This time trying to cut through an extremely thick piece of bracken with a tiny bolt of lightning. Ash swallowed a lump in his throat on realising that he'd been staring at Pikachu's firm build and looked back to the pants he was holding.. Across the way Misty was attempting to show Chikorita how to button up pants and while the short they were working with were baggy around the waist and short in the leg they seamed to be making headway.
"I've cut a hole in the backside," he continued. "If you look at Pikachu you'll see his tail is pressed against back at the moment, the hole will let it sit out behind him comfortably.
Ash looked back at Chikorita and grimaced. "Oh that looks horrible!" He called out-loud before his brain could intercept the message. Seconds later he found himself cowering before the might of two very angry girls.
"That's not what I meant!" He screamed as they bore down on him. Behind him Brock crossed himself and decided to stay well out.
"I Meant Chikorita Looked Beautiful As She Was, And Those Pants Work Best On You Misty!" The words blurted out like lightning as Ash Cringed Misty's heart melted again. Grabbing Chikorita by the back of the Ill-fitting pants she stopped the girl short making her look quizzically at Misty. "That was an apology!" Misty explained. "It's okay to terrorize Ash [i]only[/i] until he apologizes."
"Chik?"
Misty racked her brains for a suitable response to Chikorita's question. "Then we save it for later and throw it back in his when he least expects it!" She finished with a sigh of relief. Silently she swatted her sense of femininity to one side as her brain tried to process Ash's earlier statement.
She realised suddenly.
"No, Pikachu! Not out here...!" Waking up to herself Misty suddenly noticed Ash had given Pikachu the new pair of pants. Completely unabashed Pikachu had whipped off his existing pants and handed them to Ash without bothering to hide his older male form. Ash was currently struggling with Pikachu in an attempt to cover him up and watching the pair Misty found herself stifling a giggle, then noticing Pikachu's larger boyhood blushed and turned away. Behind her Chikorita had removed the pants upon Ash's suggestion. It was true; her fur did hide most of what needed to be hidden. Misty sighed outwardly this time unaware of the antics around her or Brocks stoic expression.
She thought