About half way through the meal, once the edge had been taken off of her hunger, Misty remembered she hadn’t gotten Ash anything to eat. She looked down at her tiny boyfriend and blushed as she realized he’d been watching her gobble down the shrunken boys with reckless abandon. She would have apologized for her rudeness if a preteen boy’s leg hadn’t been sticking out from in-between her lips. Misty quickly slurped it into her mouth like a piece of pasta and swallowed. Her fast eating caused her to hiccup and she raised a hand to her lips apologetically, “Sorry honey, I should have gotten you situated first before I decided to….. well…”

“Pig out?” Ash offered, grinning.

Misty nodded sheepishly, “Well,” Ash looked over at the buffet, “After watching you and Casey eat I’ve kind of lost most of my appetite.”

“You’ve got to eat something Ash.” Misty chastised, “I don’t want my little boyfriend to go hungry.”

“You’re starting to sound like my mom.” The boy smirked.

“Am not, Meh!!!!” Using her index finger Misty pulled down on the underside of her right eyelid and stuck out her tongue. She leaned forward trying to intimidate her boyfriend but Ash’s only response was to slap her exposed tongue playfully. Misty pulled back into her mouth grinning, but her face was soon serious, “Will you please eat something? It’s a really nice buffet. I’d feel awful if you didn’t try it.”

“Well…… okay, I’ll eat delicious cuisine for you. The things I do for love.” Ash sighed dramatically; Misty flicked his hat off his head, “Harty har har.” She growled.

Picking up her boyfriend she stared down at her five remaining snacks, “Don’t go anywhere.” Misty told them in a sing song voice. They really couldn’t even if they wanted to. They were trapped in a round bowl with high slick inner walls. It was almost impossible to escape from it. Even a human pyramid (which would only get one of them out) would probably end in failure the way the bowl was curved.

Ash suddenly got his appetite back looking down at all the food. Misty soon had a small plate overflowing with grapes, chocolate pudding, roasted slowpoke tails (a delicacy), and blueberry pie.

“That pie looks pretty good Ash, how about we share?” Misty suggested, she’d made sure to get a big enough piece for the two of them.

“…… But you’ll eat it all.” Ash sniffed, “The way you chowed down on those guys back there, I’m surprise-”

“ASH KETCHUM! Quit picking on me this instant!” Misty stomped her foot half serious half playful. Many of the other diners looked up surprised, unsure of why the young girl was arguing with her lunch.

Ash ate from the small plate while Misty enjoyed her remaining shrinkees. She’d practically inhaled her first five; she was much slower with the remaining ones. One of her prey was an extremely well built ‘meaty’ eighteen year old. She had fun nibbling on him for a while. Not enough to break the skin but enough to get at his ‘flavor’. Though whole time he was just screaming nonsensical gibberish at her, that wasn’t anything new. Most of her food screamed but they were usually coherent. The reason she couldn’t understand this one was probably because she’d slobbered all over him and a large quantity of saliva had poured into his open mouth. After sending him down to the depths of her belly she plucked up a cute little nine year old. He didn’t try to resist, he just stared at Misty with wide eyes. Misty just thought that was the cutest thing ever, she would’ve shown Ash but she doubted he would have found it amusing. Dipping him in Ash’s pudding she pulled him out. Only his eyes shined through the gooey chocolate, the rest of him was completely covered. Misty found that to be even cuter. She usually wasn’t such a softy, but he sort of looked like a young Ash (or what Ash would have looked like if she’d met him a year or two earlier).

“Don’t be afraid little guy. Think of this as a ride. You’re going to go down a really big slide at a water park.” Misty failed to mention the water would be flesh stripping acid. Dropping him on her tongue she sucked on him a few minutes before gently swallowing. She felt him reach his destination and patted her belly gently, “How’s your meal sweetie?”

“Just fantastic Sugar Plum.” Ash called back up.

“Wow, you’re extra sarcastic today.” Misty noted, a smile playing on her lips.

“Er…… Sorry.” Ash grinned back up, wiping some pudding from his lips.

Later they went back to their room to get ready to head to the pool. Misty changed into her bathing suit while Ash changed into his birthday suit.

“Since you’re naked I have to be extra thorough, don’t want you getting fried anywhere.” Misty grinned and cracked her knuckles. Ash gulped audibly; mostly out of anticipation, not fear. Misty squirted some lotion into the palm of her hands then rubbed it into her finger tips. Wiggling her fingers, as if practicing tickling her boyfriend into submission, she slowly reached for Ash.

“Hey Misty, no tickling!” Misty didn’t acknowledge him. She got to work rubbing the younger boy’s torso. Ash sighed and closed his eyes as Misty’s giant yet nimble fingers gently massaged his flesh. She rubbed him softly but with enough force to work the lotion into him. His limbs weren’t hard to do. All Misty had to do was put a few drops of lotion on her finger tips then grab an arm and a leg and gently slide down it. She spent extra time on Ash’s lower region. She didn’t want him to get burned, but if he was it was going to be on his shoulders or back, not downstairs. Misty was going to make sure of that. She vigorously rubbed the lotion into his balls and shaft. Ash couldn’t help but go hard from his girlfriend’s devotion to keeping him sun burn free.

Soon enough it was Ash’s turn to do Misty, a much harder and time consuming process, yet Ash anticipated it more than going into the pool! Though if he was going to be doing some sunbathing on top of Misty that might not be so bad either. His girlfriend placed several long strands of lotion on the brochure and set it down of the bed.

She rolled over on her belly, “Make sure you get my back extra good honey.”

“Sure thing Misty.” He lathered up his entire arms and made his way up her feet, using her toes as stepping stones. It was great fun rubbing the lotion into the meaty backside of her thighs, it made him feel insignificant yet at the same time it excited him. Periodically He had to go back for more lotion. When he got to her butt he leaned in and kissed one of the towering mounds of girl flesh, “A- ash? What are you doing back there?” Misty asked, feeling the tiny pleasurable pinprick of his lips on her bare behind.

“Nothing Mist.”

“Oh, o-okay.”

Ash worked at getting everywhere the bathing suit failed to protect. He even slipped his hands in under the suit at certain places. Misty had trouble not flipping around onto her back and breaking her own ‘no more sex’ rule, but she restrained herself. Ash gave her the best back massage of her life. When he was done she flipped around on to her front side. It was even better, she got to watch her boyfriend work his way up her body. Her little Ashy, doing all he could to please her. She just loved him so much. And now he devoted his time to her, and her alone, now that becoming a pokemon champion was an impossibility. Misty felt guilty because she actually found her self feeling a little relieved he had shrunk. Now he’d be with her forever. They’d continue being best friend as well as dating until one day Ash proposed. She found herself anticipating that day more than the day Ash was cured (if ever). She loved him regardless of size.

……………………………………………..

“Wow Casey, that was pretty nasty.” Casey just shrugged, “It felt great though.” Casey was addicted to overpowering shrinkees. Too young to get any sort of sexual pleasure out of them (or at least not as much as she’d receive in later years) she still enjoyed cramming them into her orifices and feeling them struggle for survival. Besides the enjoyable ticklish sensation she loved the feeling of power. Casey always had to work hard to be accepted as ‘one of the fellas’. Sometimes she’d felt like none of the Electabuzz’s took her seriously besides Brad. So she was naturally excited by anything that made her feel more powerful or superior to others. So it was no surprise she had instantly fallen in love with shrinkee toilet paper. She’d forced her self to go just so she could use several of the little guys up. One to dab at her snatch, and a few to clean out anything in-between her butt cheeks. After washing her hands she decided, instead of heading back to the buffet, she just pulled off a strand of TP and ate it while walking back to the room. Brad was pretty hungry too, but she had some snacks in her knapsack. Brad agreed to settle for pokemon animal crackers, but he wanted to head to the buffet sometime that day.

They went back to their room (in-between Daisy’s and Misty and Ash’s rooms). She plopped down on the bed.

“Soooooo, How about we check out that on deck pool?” Casey suggested.

“I’m game.”

“I know you are.” Casey chuckled, pulling out some Snorlax and Oddish shaped animal crackers she set them next to Brad and went looking for her swim suit. It was great having Brad with her. The new Electabuzz team was one of the worst in the league but she still had part of the old team, her favorite part. Brad was with her and he’d stay with her for a long long time………. But is that what he wanted? Prof. Oak’s discovery had scared her. Not only did she hate the idea of losing shrinkees as a food supply but the idea of losing Brad again. If he was returned to his normal size would he leave her in a heartbeat? Because she ate Tommy and Lee or because he wanted an older woman’s arms and a dozen shots more than her company? Casey usually didn’t care what other people felt or thought, but she realized she did care when it came to Brad.

“Brad, do you like being with me?” Casey asked shyly.

Brad was kind of taken by surprise, both by the question and the tone of voice, “Casey you know you’re my road dog.” Silence followed so Brad decided to keep talking “Out of all my loudmouthed bratty tomboyish little sisters you’re my favorite.”

Casey frowned, “You don’t have any sisters, besides me kinda.”

“Well there ya go!”

“Get serious or I’ll ram your face into my armpit!” Casey threatened.

Brad smiled, “Go for it, I’ve lived through worse.”

There was a look in Casey’s eyes and Brad knew the question was really important to her.

“Yeah Casey, I like being with you, honest.”

“Really? Would you stay with me even if……. Even if you returned to your normal size?”
Brad snorted, “Fat chance of that happening.” He muttered.

“But if you did return to normal size……. and if you could leave.” Casey looked at him nervously, expectantly. She didn’t love him like Misty loved Ash but she did love him.

“Casey…”