Casey and Brad made it back to the camp, “Hey, you leave any smores for me and the kid?” Brad called down from Casey’s palm.

“There’s plenty, we’ve got spaghetti too…. Why do you look slimy?” Ash knitted his brows.

“Casey here decided to use me like me like a tissue. Snot nosed kid was always wiping her nose on her wrist and mucking up my uniform back when I was an Electabuzz, guess old habits die hard” Brad lied, he knew how proud Casey was and she probably didn’t want her other friend to know she’d been balling her eyes out like a 5 year old with a scraped knee.

Though it was an insult Casey shot him a thankful glance. Still, she wasn’t going to let it go, “I thought he might enjoy it. Brad’s into some pretty perverse things. If I was one of Misty’s sisters he’d want to bathe in the stuff.”

“If it was one of the sensational sisters? Ho ho, you bet your ass I would!” Casey frowned, that wasn’t the response she’d wanted.

Misty was frowning too, “Yeah, who wouldn’t? Everyone loves Lily, Violet, and Daisy….. Sometimes I wish they’d shrink. They wouldn’t be so high and mighty then!” The shrinking effect was rare for women but it did happen, “I’d probably end up eating them.” Misty confessed.

“Mist, they’re your family!” Ash protested.

“So? Everyone eats their shrunken family members, nothing wrong with that.” Casey nodded in agreement.

Just then Daisy came back from the woods, a tiny stomach acid singed shrinkee in her hand.

“What…. The……. Fu-” Casey started.

“Hi, I’d like you all to meet Ben.” Daisy announced cheerfully.

“You were supposed to eat him!” Misty pointed at her accusingly.

Daisy huffed, “I did eat the poor poor man, but you never said anything about killing or digesting him.”

Misty looked as if she was going to protest but just shrugged and leaned back, “Fine, I can go a night without shrinkees squirming in my belly. It’s no biggie.”

“Speak for yourself.” Casey grumbled.

Everyone sat down to dinner. Misty and Ash shared a strand of spaghetti. They really couldn’t meat in the middle but they did meet and it ended in a kiss. Misty could still kiss and fondle her boyfriend even if she vowed not push him into either of her lower orifices (for the time being). Daisy was carefully feeding her new friend by hand. She’d take him back to Pallet her, along with as many other shrinkees as possible, after they stopped at the Profs lab in Jhoto. Casey used some of the water from the pasta to clean off Brad. It was still pretty hot but being an ex professional athlete he could endure it. When Casey was sure he was clean she set him down on her plate in the middle of the spaghetti, “Careful Brad, I tend to clean my plate.”

“Then bite me.” Misty turned just in time to catch Brad give Casey the finger.

“Are you going to take that?” Misty asked Casey, furious at the shrinkees nerve.
Most girls would bite off each individual limb and feed the still living shrinkee to their pet meowth or growlithe.

“Your right, that was totally unacceptable. Brad, you’ve been demoted to napkin duty.”

“Uh oh.” Brad cried out in mock fear, “I’m going to get covered in sauce instead of a tomboy’s buggers? How will I ever go on?”

“Careful or I’ll use those stringy little arms of yours for floss.”

“What?! Are you calling these guns stringy?” Brad flexed, Casey gave him a smirk in reply, “So I’m wiry! Big deal, the muscle is still there.”

“Get serious Casey, just because he’s your sex toy doesn’t mean you should put up with that crap. Snap his spine and eat him.” Misty glared at the tiny ex ball player and he couldn’t help but feel nervous (not because he thought Casey might hurt him but because he thought the angry redhead might turn violent herself).

“He’s not my sex toy!” Casey growled, “You’ve got your best friend and I’ve got mine so why don’t you mind your own business?”

“This is my business, if your little rectum plunging boy toy can’t-”

“Damn it I said I’ve never used him like that!” Casey shrieked, Ash never had seen her so angry.

Tonight was shaping up to be a night of strong emotions for Casey. Misty didn’t know quite how to respond. Dinner was quite after that and Misty and Ash weren’t in the mood to play.

Eventually everyone decided to turn in for the night. Ash gave Misty her nightly kiss and she gently placed him in her shoe. Reluctantly she also gave him Daisy’s tiny quilt. She slipped into her sleeping bag sighing. She was extremely horny and Ash was willing…. But she didn’t want to take a chance and hurt him. She thought about using a shrinkee to pleasure herself. Ash said it would be okay, right? But would it really be okay? Ash would say yes but she knew such an act would hurt him. She eventually decided not to use any shrinkees. Ash was all she needed…… and occasionally her fingers for lonely nights such as this one.

Daisy, being the bleeding heart she was, gave up her pillow and sleeping bag to her shrinkee. She just slept on the cold, hard ground.

As for Casey, she wasn’t quite sure of where to stick Brad. This wasn’t like back at Ash’s house where she could just set him on a chest of drawers.

“So, ummm, where would you like to sleep?”

“How about up your butt, I’m sure it’s warm in there.” Brad joked.

“Yeah.” Casey grinned but it wasn’t very sincere, “Hey, Brad. Do you…… do you mean things like that? Would you really like to….. you know….. go inside me.” Casey really couldn’t look at him while asking.

The last time she’d seriously suggested sex he’d gone berserk on her for killing their friends. Since then a lot of pent up and repressed emotions had been released. She felt a bit she around Brad again. Sure she could still rub snot on him, humiliate him, and such, but she couldn’t ask him something like if he thought she was pretty.

“Well, no Casey, you know I don’t. Like I told you I feel like I’m your big bro. If you stuck me up your ass to get back at me for something I wouldn’t like it but it’d be cool, that’s just Casey being Casey. But if you did it because you wanted to orgasm…. Well… Look kiddo I love ya with all my heart, but I don’t want to ‘love’ you.”

Casey nodded her head quietly.

“If you really want me to I guess I could spend a few minutes-“ Brad started uncomfortably.

“No! That’s okay, really. I…… I think of you as my big brother too.”

Though she’d always had something of a crush on him ever since the first day she’d seen him play it was true. He felt much more like her much loved older brother than a possible boyfriend. She smiled at him.

Brad returned it. Getting in her sleeping bag Casey finally decided where to place him. She slipped him through the whole for her neck and he puled his hands out and placed them over the shirts collar.

“Hey Brad, do you mind if I cram a few shrinkees in my twat? I’m feeling a little horny.” Casey confessed.

“Well you’re direct! Why ask me for permission?”

“Just, you might not be able to get much shut eye.” Casey grinned.

In the morning...