“Oh my, I can feel him moving.”

“Isn’t it great?” Misty asked excitedly, “Delish, right?”

Daisy looked a little green, “N- no, it’s horrible! That poor, poor man! I’ve…… I’ve killed him!”

Casey glared at Misty, “Great, now I have to go hungry tonight.” She complained, grumpily.

“Oh be quite. We’ve got plenty of non shrinkee food.” Misty replied, annoyed, she was sure Daisy would at least like them a little.

Maybe not come out and say it, but offer up some sort of facial expression to show she actually enjoyed them. Even no reaction at all would have been preferable to how she’d reacted. Daisy looked visibly sick, Misty sighed and shook her head. This was going to be a looooooong trip.

“Will any of it beg for its life or thrash around in my tummy? ...... I thought not.” Casey grumbled, “All right Brad, lets make some smores. You want one Ash?”

“Yeah, definitely.”

“Okay, you can share with Brad.” Casey took some chocolate, graham crackers, and marshmallows out of her backpack.

She also pulled out a banana and a knife, “Oh hell no Casey.” Brad yelled up to her, “Bananas don’t make smores taste better. Don’t even think about!”

“You’re not really in a position to tell me what I can and can’t do Braaaad. We’re having smores with bananas. You’ll eat it and you’ll like it.” Casey used a finger to pull down her bottom eyelid and then stuck out her tongue, “Mmmmm!”

“Oh yeah? We’ll see about that squirt.” He stood up but Ash’s snug pants caused his legs to buckle and he fell on his ass.

Casey roared with laughter.

“Damn it!” Brad undid his belt buckle and tugged of his too small pants, shirt and boxers.

Casey’s eyes lit with excitement. Brad ran up her thigh. Casey was leaning back so he was able to run up her. Her shirt was also pulled up again exposing the bottom half of her stomach to him. A less agile person might have tripped and fell in-between her legs or off to the side, but not brad. He made it up from her thigh to her tummy in seconds. He head butted her in belly button. He had to do a running leap and grab on to handfuls of belly just to make it inside. Flexing her stomach muscles Casey popped him out. He rolled down to the top of her shorts.

“Give it up Brad, I’ve got belly button lint bigger than you.”

“I don’t think so runt! The Casey I remember was pretty damn ticklish.” Brad reached began to poke and prod.

He put a lot of muscle into it to make sure she felt it, “No STOOOOOOP!” Casey was soon howling with laughter.

She tried using two fingers to pluck him off but he was too fast for her. He’d just run from one side of her tummy to the other and lean down to tickle her exposed flesh, “You, heh he, you asshole! That’s……. ah ha ha, that’s exactly where you’re, ho, you’re going when I catch you! He heh ha!!!” Casey started convulsing she was laughing so hard.

Not wanting to spend time trapped half way in his friends anus Brad was extra careful not to get caught, Casey didn’t joke around!

She also could have quite a temper. He had to find that out the hard way. One time he had promised to take her out to the local park and help her develop her pitching arm. Instead he got a little side tracked playing beer pong at his favorite pub, after his 9th win (and a couple of solo rounds Brad vs. Brad) he had passed out on the floor. He woke up to have Casey grinding her butt into his face and her shouting at him to wake up. She had already kicked both bouncers in the shins she was so angry, so they just let her do what she wanted to their passed out patron. They didn’t care enough about him to let an obsessed fan turn their privates black and blue for the rest of the month. She ground so hard his nose must have given her a wedgy. She had threatened to fart if he didn’t get up in the next three seconds. Brad was too drunk to stand so…… well.... Brad didn’t want to get caught right now.

Daisy was out by a nearby stream. Repeatedly she plunged her fingers down her throat, gagging. Eventually she felt the remains of her lunch from earlier and the little man she’d swallowed come pouring into her mouth. She spat the bile on to the forest floor. The man was somewhat burned but still alive and kicking.

“I am so sorry! What I did to you. I’ve violated you in the most horrible way, I almost killed you. I’m so sorry.” Daisy started sobbing.

“It’s all right.” The man called up weakly pealing himself off some soggy bread, “You saved my life.” Daisy stared at him trying to stop her tears, he wasn’t angry with her?

“Thank you.” He smiled up at her.

Daisy sniffed, “You don’t need to thank me.. I…. I swallowed you.”

“But you brought me back up.”

“You aren’t scared or angry with me?”

He shook his head slowly, “No.”

Daisy sniffed once more, “Thank you. You’re so kind and very…. very brave. Do you want me to take you back to camp? I’m not sure you’ll survive out here.”

“Well….”

Casey had finally caught Brad. It had taken her a while. He’d started working on her left arm pit before she’d finally snatched him up.

“You know where your headed now right?” Casey growled playfully yet sincerely, “Your gonna spend some time getting acquainted with my brown eye.”

Brad wrinkled his nose, “Casey I know female swinub with more class than you. Not that that’s an insult, your lack of class and etiquette is what makes you so damn loveable.”

Casey’s ears went a little red, “Your comparing me to a pig pokemon? Like you should talk you damn drunk!” She was loud.

If Ash and Misty hadn’t gone to wash up before dinner they would have thought the two were fighting while, in actuality, they were having a great time teasing and tormenting each other. It was all part of their brother and sister relationship.

“Look at you! You don’t even half to be plastered to strip naked! You used to streak when you were full sized.”

“No I didn’t! Maybe once, when I was drunk.”

“There you go!” Casey smiled.

Brad smirked, “Actually I have a pretty good recollection of that night. You tried to undress and join us.”

Casey blushed a little which was unusual for her; she didn’t embarrass easily, “So? I was one of the fellas wasn’t I? You should have let me come along…...” Casey shook her head, “Hey, I see what you’re trying to do! Quit trying to distract me for giving you your ‘punishment’! Let’s see how long you can hold your breath.” Casey used one hand to fumble with her belt.

“Are you going to shove a smore up your ass later then? I’m hungry.” Brad complained.

Casey tried to keep a straight face but couldn’t, she burst out laughing almost dropping him.

“Well……. I guess I can’t let you go hungry. You can have a rain check on that punishment I suppose.” Brad smiled, Casey would have never gone through with it anyway.

He might have come within an inch of her puckered hole but he no closer. Brad knew she was bluffing.

Ash and Misty came back from the stream they’d found nearby. Misty raised Ash to her cheek and he kissed it. Misty had a dreamy smile on her face. Casey put a finger in her mouth and pretended to gag. Brad laughed and nodded his head in agreement. Sitting Indian style Misty set Ash in her lap, “I’ll get dinner started. I’ll do the smores too, I don’t trust you and bananas will just ruin them.”

Casey frowned, “All right.”

“Ash, honey, what would you like? We could boil some pasta, or fry some pidgey eggs..”

Ash frowned at the ‘honey’, what was it with girls and nicknames?

“What ever you want is fine…. My sweety bear.” It was Misty’s turn to frown, “Don’t tease me Ash! We’re going to be together forever but it’s up to you if you’re going to be my boyfriend or a little bit of pudge.” She teased.

“Hmmm, Misty’s boyfriend or Misty’s fat…… I lose either way!”

“Oh Ash Ketchum your in for it now!”

“Let’s leave these two love birds alone for now.” Brad suggested, “Yeah, it’s making me sick to my stomach.” Casey agreed.

Walking into the woods they got to talking about old times once again. There was an Electabuzz game going on in Viridian the same day they planned to catch their ship. They’d go to the game. They’d be able to still till at least the bottom of the 6th. Maybe, if they were lucky time wise, they could stay for the whole game.

The two reminisced and talked about the past excitedly. Casey remembered touring with the team and all the fun she had. Brad had not only been her mentor for baseball but also for pokemon. Much like Ash he used to beat her Chikorita senseless with his Charizard. Casey remembered when Brad let her ride it with him! It was so exhilarating!

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Casey thought back to all the good times they had. She stared down at her friend and smiled weakly. He was best bud and she’d planned on killing him. She had considered telling him her plans just so she could see the look of terror on his face, and heighten his flavor, before devouring him. She had killed two of her friends and enjoyed it. And she had been planning on using Brad as a sex toy. That was all in the past now but she felt so ashamed. She was angry at herself for being so weak, for letting her emotions carry her away. That was then, this was now, she and Brad were road dogs and family again! So what if she had planned to betray him, rape him, and kill him? She hadn’t gone through with it had she? So everything should be fine.

Something hot and wet came pouring out of Casey’s eyes. It was a very unfamiliar sensation, at first she wasn’t even positive what it was.

“Casey what’s wrong?” Brad called up concerned, this was amazingly out of character for her.

Brad felt he knew her better than anyone but he could never imagine a situation where she’d burst out in tears. She didn’t cry when they lost, hell, she didn’t even cry when Brad or some of the other team mates shrunk.

“Casey, I’m here for you kiddo, tell me what’s wrong.”

His compassion only made things worse, Casey started crying even harder. She wanted to confess, to let him know what a monster his friend really was. But then he might want to leave her, and she didn’t want that.

“Brad!” hot tears spilled down her cheeks, Brad was at a loss for words.

“Casey what’s wrong?!” Fear was in his voice, his friend was the toughest girl he knew and right now she was crumbling.

Casey tried to form the words but nothing came out.

“Casey?” He asked again, scared.

“Brad!” Casey cried once more,