Casey decided to keep her mouth shut. Misty was her friend but of her three traveling companions Misty would probably be the last she’d confide in. Despite the fact that Misty was the only other girl and only the other ‘human’ in their group Casey only really became her friend due to her relationship with Ash, and Brad and her had a lot more history with her than either Ash or Misty. Besides, what was there to tell? That Brad made her incredibly horny yet she couldn’t follow through on her impulses? Misty would tell her to just eliminate the problem, eat him. If he’s dead you won’t be attracted to him. Misty had made it quite clear she wasn’t a huge fan of Brad joining their little party, but screw her; she’d accept him in time.

Besides her desire for Brad wasn’t as great as it had been when she’d first picked him up. Spending time with him had reawoken other feeling and emotions for him. She’d always seen him as a big brother, and though it shamed her to admit it, she still felt that way about him even though he’d become a shrinkee.

“What, is this it?” Brad grumbled when he was set on Casey’s plate, “All right, I guess I can make do with this, but what the hell are you going to eat Casey?”

Picking up a piece of french toast Casey swatted him as if he were an insect. The impact caused him to fall face first into her scrambled eggs.

“Ouch!!! What was that for?! I was just joking Casey……. Guess I shouldn’t be too surprised, you always were violent when you were hungry. Actually, you’re pretty violent 24/7!”

“That isn’t true.” Casey shook her head in denial.

“Yeah it is. What about that time you shoved a hot dog up that one fan’s left nostril because he asked to quit heckling the other team’s pitcher? Or the time you kicked the bat boy downstairs cause he cracked a couple of short jokes? Or the time you hit the umpire in the knees with a warm up bat when he gave me a third strike instead of a ball? Or the time-”

“All right, all right! You’ve proven your point.” Casey was grinning ear to ear, “I am violent, but only against people I don’t like.”

“You don’t like me Casey? I’m shocked….. and hurt. I’m shocked AND hurt.” Brad put his hands to his heart, Casey was gagging from the cheesiness on it all.

“Oh shut up, you know I was just playing with you.” Though Casey was pretending to be annoyed she and Brad always fake bickered, both of them actually enjoyed it.

Casey was pleased to see that despite his hang over Brad had maintained his sense of humor and playfulness. She was glad she hadn’t broken her word and taken advantage of him last night. It would have been hard to look him in the eye afterwards even if didn’t have any memory of it.

Misty dabbed at her lips with a napkin, “Thanks for the great send off breakfast Mrs. Ketchum.”

“Oh, I’m glad you enjoyed it Misty.” Delia smiled over at her, she was finally starting to warm up to the girl after her talk with Ash.

Also the news of Ash’s potential ‘cure’, even if it might only be temporary, had put her in good spirits. Delia sat down at the table and joined the foursome in their meal. Misty decided to play it safe with her Ash’s mother present. Usually she’d take her naked boyfriend and pop him in her mouth. A good tongue scrubbing usually got him clean and he’d come out smelling nice. Misty had a habit of using an excessive amount of mouthwash, brushing her teeth mercilessly, and popping the occasional breath mint into her mouth every now and then. Though she was something of a tomboy and they’d only been best friends when she’d started sucking on Ash she still had embarrassed easily around him. She had never wanted to gross him out. They’d both come to enjoy it but it really wasn’t something she could do in front of his family. Instead she got the corner of her napkin wet and dabbed him clean. Delia stiffened when the napkin rubbed against her son’s crotch but she didn’t say anything.

Brad was quite a mess too by the end of breakfast. Casey really didn’t know how to handle shrinkees. She was good at eating them, not caring for them. Picking Brad off her plate she brought him close to her face and licked her lips. Even dripping in egg he looked as yummy as ever.

Brad saw Casey's mouth widen to except him. Her tongue sloshed around a pool of saliva he'd soon be rolling in. Brad didn't want to but he felt himself feeling a little stiff downstairs. He'd recieved one too many bjs in the nudie bars not to. He wasn't attracted to Casey, she was like family, but it's hard to control yourself when you've got a (what would appear to be) 15 foot long tongue massaging your face, chest, and penis. He just hoped he could control himself.