Misty and Ash rejoined the group after Ash had changed. Misty was quite pleased, it was Ash’s first erection and she had been the one to bring it about. Ash had tried to shrug it off but she knew. It was his first and every one following it would only ever be for her. Misty was actually quite relieved. Being a little older than Ash and an earlier bloomer she’d felt a little embarrassed by her needs. She also couldn’t tell if Ash was enjoying himself or not the few occasions they’d spent in bed together. Of course he SAID he had but there was never any ‘physical’ proof to prove so. Misty had a hidden fear that maybe he was lying to her, trying to make her feel good because she was his best friend. Now though, she knew that wasn’t the case.

They came back to find Daisy, Casey, and Brad sitting around a fire. Daisy was scrambling some spearow eggs, “Hello Misty, Ash!” She called out to them cheerfully.

“Up for some breakfast?” Misty nodded, one shrinkee wasn’t enough to fill her up though it had taken the edge off her appetite, “So, what’s on the agenda for today? The ship won’t be leaving till this evening but Viridian is pretty close.” Daisy pointed out.

“There’s a ball game in town.” Casey, “I’ve got season tickets, you should get some too. It’ll be a blast.”

“Oh, that sounds lovely! Are you sure we’ll be able to get tickets?”

Casey’s ears went a little red, “Trust me, they won’t be sold out.”

Getting out plates the fivesome chowed down. Brad ate off of Casey’s plate. She’d routinely bury him under eggs with her fork. Brad didn’t mind though, it was like a game to him. He started to evade the forkful of egg by weaving in and out of Casey meal. He ended it by rolling under a falling mound of chunky yellow food and then kicking it right into Casey’s eyes, “I win, as usual.”

Casey glared at first but then it softened, “Yeah, you do.” Brad was surprised when Casey didn’t give him a ‘prize’ such as using him as a napkin or sticking his face into one of her armpits.

“Well, you took that rather well; glad to see you’ve matured a little.”

“Whatever!” Casey growled, “You make it sound like I’m usually some sort of sore loser.”

“Well you are!” He laughed.

“Ya know my ass crack’s a little itchy, why don’t you see if you can do something about that?”

Casey sat up on her knees and, picking Brad up off her plate, moved her towards her rear. Brad had a lot of pride so it wasn’t until her shorts and panties were partially pulled down and his bare feet were pressed against her soft butt cheek that he decided to change his earlier statement.

“Did I say ‘you are’? I meant ‘you aren’t’! No one’s a better sport or more gracious than you kid.”

“…… My ass doesn’t itch any less.”

“Aw, Casey come on!” Casey pulled him out grinning.

Misty looked over disgusted by the display. Her heart did flutter a little though when she thought about doing the same with Ash. Not against his will of course, never in a million years! But with his consent it might be fun to have him rubbing against her cheeks. Misty fed Ash, scooping up tiny slivers of egg on her fork prong and presenting it to him. Ash was quite capable of feeding himself but he didn’t bother telling Misty off. The two love birds smiled at each other all through out breakfast.

The girls managed to polish off their plates fairly quickly and it didn’t take much to stuff the boys. After everyone had eaten the three girls went to the river to wash off the plastic plates and silverware. Afterwards they packed up, made sure the fire was completely extinguished, and headed off towards Viridian City.

Viridian was a smaller city than most. Once they’d arrived it didn’t take them long to find the local stadium. A helpful officer Jenny showed them the way. Just as Casey had predicted the tickets weren’t a problem at all and this time, unlike before when they’d gone to a stadium in Pallet, they didn’t even have to worry about stadium security confiscating their ‘food’. Ticket sales were just that dismal.

Casey insisted they get their seats before hitting the concession stand. They were back in the nose bleed section but seeing the lack of a crowd they moved towards the front row, “Wow, these are great seats!” The young girl laughed, they were right near the electabuzz’s dugout.

“Hey, who the hell are you? You aren’t the usual bat boy.”

A young boy heading towards the dugout turned to Casey, “Hey! No, I’m not. The names Irwin. Are you looking for Stew? He shrank earlier today. I’m just doing this for today, they offered me a chance to see the game from the field. I’m really a Pewter Onyx fan.”

“The Onyx’s suck!” Casey griped, it wasn’t true but she had to say it anyway, she was a fan.

“Anyway, if you know Stew why don’t you take him? He’s just sitting on a bench in the dugout doing nothing.”

“Uh….. okay sure.” Casey licked her lips, Stew was a little younger than her. He was nice and tender. He’d only been with the Electabuzz for a month or so, so she had no qualms eating him. They talked to each other but they weren’t really friends.

“Hi Stew.” Casey said to the little boy as he plopped into her outstretched hands, “Hi Casey.”

Daisy looked over nervous. Brad just looked the other way.

“You wouldn’t hurt me would you Casey? I mean, I know we don’t know each other that well but……” his voice trailed off.