Misty had completely forgotten about her meal. Though she was hungry the prospect of spending quality time with Ash, in their own room behind closed doors, was far more appealing. She gently placed Ash on the sheets. Sliding off her suspenders she pulled off her yellow shirt. Ash could only stare in awe as his girlfriend stripped down to nothing. She set her clothing in a neat bundle on a nearby chair. She jumped up on the bed and her weight on the mattress caused Ash to tumble forward and roll into the underside of one of her thighs. Bouncing off, he fell onto his back. Normally he would have very easily been able to keep his balance but seeing Misty naked still took his breath away.

“Ash!” Misty giggled, “You can’t keep your hands off me can you?” She joked playfully; she picked her dazed boyfriend up, “No.” He shook his head, “You’re irresistible.” Normally he wouldn’t say something like that unless he was joking around but Misty could tell, by the look on his face, he was completely serious. She blushed furiously. When it came to her looks she had something of an inferiority complex, especially when she was around her sisters, but Ash always made her feel good about herself….. When he wasn’t teasing. Misty normally didn’t care too much about what others thought, but Ash’s opinion meant everything to her. When he’d told her she was beautiful back at his mother’s house her heart had almost stopped.

Ash was content to keep staring at his girlfriend; Misty was the first to speak up even though her cheeks were still crimson, “So, about those exercises..”

“Yeah?”

“…. I was thinking jumping jacks.”

Ash sweat dropped and groaned causing her to giggle some, “I’m just kidding honey.” She gave Ash a nervous excited smile and he returned it. Even now she got shy and flustered at the thought of her boyfriend touching her. It was strange. She used to remorselessly cram her orifices with men twice her age practically every day. Yet a single stroke from Ash did so much more. Despite their size difference he was all she needed; he was more than enough. She set him down on the bed and spread her legs some, “Be careful.” She warned softly, Ash just rolled his eyes. He turned and started walking in the opposite direction. Misty felt a pang of regret. Her and her big mouth, did she kill the mood? Even though he was walking away her pussy was still warm and steamy, anticipating it’s favorite person.

“D- do you not want to fool around tonight? T- that’s fine, lets just cuddle.” Misty suggested.

Ash stopped walking at her feet and turned around, “Are you kidding me? I just thought I’d start down here. You know, start off small and work our way up to the main event. Bring those pretty toes of yours down. They spend all day trapped alone in those socks, they deserve a little pampering.”

Misty remained beet red but she didn’t argue. She shifted her feet so that her toes were more accessible. Ash stepped forward and the toes wiggled excitedly in anticipation. Ash brought the smallest to his lips and kissed it. The tiny warm pinprick of pleasure caused Misty to sigh out. He moved his way down the line giving each of them a peck. Misty tried not to but she couldn’t help it. As soon as he got near her toes would stretch out and rub against him claiming their ownership of the shrunken boy. Ash laughed as Misty rubbed him gently. It reminded him of a playful growlithe brushing against his leg, trying to get him to play. Misty watched excitedly as her Ash pampered her.
He assaulted her big toe with a set of ticklish and unrestrained kisses. Misty giggled at the sensation but tried to keep her foot as still as possible, she didn’t want to send her boyfriend flying. Ash finished up her first foot and did the second. When he was through he made his way towards her crotch. As he passed he reached out and let his hand slide across Misty’s inner leg and thigh. The huge limb shivered and the small hairs stood up as if Misty suddenly had goose bumps. It seemed every where Ash touched caused his behemoth girlfriend’s body to react to the sensation. He was a Misty magnet, for lack of a better term.

Soon he was standing before her crotch. Misty looked down and, to her delight, she noticed Ash had a boner. It was still a rare occurrence for the young boy to show his arousal around her. Ash almost covered it up causing Misty to laugh a little, “What’s wrong? It’s nothing I haven’t seen before. I’m actually flattered.” Ash just grinned helplessly, “Come on Ash, you’re about to crawl inside of me!” She couldn’t help but think how cute he looked crouched down covering his privates from her gaze.

“I know Mist, it’s just still a little weird around you.” Misty understood. Ash was a year younger and was just maturing, it was still a somewhat new sensation for him and something he couldn’t help but feel a little private and embarrassed about. Sure he’d gone into her in the past but he usually didn’t show his own attraction physically, he just wasn’t used to it. She knew that sometimes it was a little hard accepting that she was both his girlfriend AND his best friend. Misty just had to wait a few seconds until he was out of best friend mode and relaxed. Misty’s anticipation was building. A little fluid dripped from her lower lips onto the bed sheets. Ash eventually removed his hands little Misty see his tiny erection in all its glory, “Sorry.” He muttered.

“Don’t be.” Misty brought a finger down and rubbed his arm, he kissed the fingertip in response. Eventually he steeped forward. He ran a hand down the closed lips. There was a tremor in response to his touch. Quivering more fluid oozed out onto the sheets, all he had to do was keep running his hand up and down, massaging the entrance way, to get his girl to orgasm. But that wasn’t any fun! Lying on his back he slowly pressed his feet into the hungry orifice. Almost as if it had a will of it’s own, muscle contractions grabbed on to Ash’s legs and sucked him in up to his torso. He could feel the muscles hot warm and sticky, grinding against him. He allowed himself to be swallowed up to his neck and began hunting for his girlfriends g spot. A minute or so later Misty eyes were once again dilating and she was hollering at the top of her longs.

…………………………………………………..

“Yep, you’ll do just fine.” Casey grinned while eyeing Jessie up. The rocket shuddered, she’d been demoted to twerp food, “Just….. get it over with quick.”

Casey pinched her ass, checking it for plumpness, causing her to squeak. She was juuuuuuust right, “Brad’ll love you.” Casey reaffirmed.

“B- Brad?” Was she going to be fed to a man?! Oh the indignation! Was there anything more demeaning?

“Yeah, he likes girls who’ve got some flesh on them and sport big knockers. You fit the bill. He’s been pretty lonely since he’s shrunk so it’s your job to keep him happy.”

“What?! You mean I’m going to be…….. some shrinkies sex slave?” Yes, apparently there was something more demeaning.

“While I prefer the term ‘willing lover’, yep, you’re gonna be his new toy till he gets tired of you.”

Jessie was shaking, “You aren’t serious?! I, I refuse!”

Casey’s eyes narrowed dangerously, “Is that so? I suppose I’ll just just have to eat you then.” She lifted the red head up above her lips. Her stomach gave off a loud growl, truth be told she was kind of hungry.

“Wait! I’ve reconsidered.” Casey moved the squirming rocket away from her lips, “That’s what I thought.” She smirked at the tiny red head, “Just don’t fuss or fight with him and you’ll be safe….. at least for a while. You’re going to end up here eventually though.” Casey gave her tummy a light pat. Jessie’s eyes widened but she didn’t argue, “….Okay.” She finally conceded in a submissive voice. Jessie was ashamed, had shrinking caused her to lose her back bone too? The old Jessie wouldn’t have lost her fire. She would have put the twerp in her place even if it earned her an acid bath. Not now though. The giant girl had told her she was going to be screwed and eventually eaten but she didn’t have to will to fight. Her enthusiasm and spunk had been sucked out of her after many weeks living a shrinkee lifestyle.

“So you’ll behave and when I introduce you to Brad you aren’t going to flip out?” Casey asked.

“No, I’ll behave.”

“Good, I think we’ll get along well enough.”

“Will I be a sex slave too?” James asked, more curious than nervous.

“No, now pipe down.” Casey tossed him in a pocket.

“…… So this Brad, who is he? I don’t remember any twe….. kid by that name.” She’d been pursuing Ash and co for so long she’d gotten to know their crew and most of their friends and acquaintances. Brad was a new name though.

“He isn’t a kid, and neither am I for that matter…. He’s Brad Stoneway, recognize the name? He’s the former 3rd baseman for the Electabuzzes.”

Yeah, Jessie knew the name. She knew quite a bit about him actually. Jessie had a fetish for fame and fortune; Stoneway had both. He was a real stud, muscular, but more in a wiry way, not an apish one. Handsome, funny, talented, rich, famous, he was all of the above. She licked her lips, “Oh yeah, I know the name.” She purred.

Casey frowned at that. It wasn’t the reaction she was expecting. Jessie suddenly seemed very eager to meet her new arranged boyfriend.

“Don’t worry,” The tiny redhead assured, “I have a feeling we’re going to get along splendidly.”

Casey liked that even less. The woman reminded her of the dozens of gold diggers Brad would pick up when he got plastered. They tended to use and abuse him. Casey used to get into huge spouts with them. A lot of them tried to get Brad to give the young groupie the boot but he’d always just laugh. Even back then Casey considered herself the only girl who really cared for him and who had his best interests at heart. Those other girls just wanted into his wallet. Though Brad didn’t seem to care Casey always gave them a piece of her mind…… and raised hell constantly. It wasn’t appreciated. At one point one of Brad’s girl’s had told him ‘it’s either me or the runt’, and much to Casey’s glee, he told the bitch to pack her bags. Despite the fact she was girl hunting for Brad she wanted to remain the most important girl in his life. Sure this slutty little red haired thing would be his squeeze on the side, but she’d just be there for sex. She’d never have their relationship. And when Brad was through with her, or Casey decided she was sick of her, she’d become calories to burn off on the baseball diamond. Brad was Casey’s bff and the redhead was an expendable present as far as Casey was concerned. Just because he wasn't sleeping with her didn't mean she couldn't be possessive of him.

“Don’t get too comfortable with him.” Casey warned, a dangerous gleam in her eye, “Just make sure he isn’t horny. That’s all that we need you for.” Jessie’s smile wavered, she was getting mixed messages from the tiny girl, “All right, I’ll go introduce you two.”

…………………

“Jessie huh? Well it’s nice to meet you. I’m surprised to see you though, 99% of girls don’t shrink.” Brad shook her hand. Usually he was a lot more forward with woman but he’d mellowed some since his time as a shrinkee and hugging would probably be a bit too awkward considering they were both in the buff.

“I guess I’m just one of the lucky ones.” Jessie smirked, “So Brad, you were an Electabuzz right? I was a big fan. I remember reading in the paper about you shrinking. I was devastated.”

“Really?” Brad smiled, pleased that the redhead knew who he was, “Yeah, a lot of the team shrunk on the same day. Really bad luck.”

“Any good stories? I’d love to her about some of the great plays you made, or the fun you had on the road.” Jessie asked brushing up against him. Brad grinned, “I’ve got millions; how about you take a seat…. Get comfortable… I’ll tell you about some.”

Casey sighed; yeah, this little skank wouldn’t last long. Her belly would see to that, “I’m going to head out and give you two some alone time.” The two nodded, Casey went back into the other room. Jessie had completely forgotten about her comrade resting inside Casey’s pant pocket.

Out in the other room she pulled him out, “Hiya…… I like your hair.” She told him.

“Really? Thank you! Yes, there aren’t very many of us blue heads out there are there? Jessie usually just teases me about it.”

“Well Jessie is a dumb bimbo.” James looked horrified, he looked around frantically as if afraid a frothing Jessie would materialize out of no where and start thrashing them, “Well anyway, lets get you on a plate.”

“On a plate? Well all right.” James didn’t seem to comprehend what was in store for him.

Sifting through Misty’s groceries she saw a couple items that caught her eye. One eight pack of hotdog buns, mustard, ketchup, and relish. It wasn’t hard to figure out why Misty had bought them; they were for Casey after the girls managed to finally scrounge up some shrinkees. Maybe it was her way of apologizing for not helping her out with the angry mob.

She opened up a bun and set it on the plate, “All right, hop on in!”

“Right away!” James knew how to follow orders, it was one of the few things he was good at. The ignorant rocket lied down on the soft doughy bread, “Ooooo, this is nice, soft and comfy.”

“Glad you like it.” Casey smiled, “Do you think you’d go well with relish?”

“I’d imagine so.” James responded, puzzled by the question. He still hadn’t realized Casey’s rather obvious plans for him. Baring her condiments the girl began to whip up her favorite meal, the shrinkee hotdog.

Just then, extremely loud moaning began emanating from Ash and Misty’s room. Misty sounded almost like a wild pokemon. Casey snickered to herself.

“What in the world?!” Daisy entered the room in her nighties, “What’s going on in there?!”

“I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.” Casey warned, “Ash and Misty are just releasing some pent up stress.”

“Huh? Did they have a fight?.... It’s so loud! She’s not hurting him is she?! Ash!!!” Daisy turned back to the door getting ready to walk through and break up the friend’s bickering.”

“Calm down, he’s fine. Wow Daisy you’re thick! They aren’t fighting, they’re” Casey used hand gestures to finish the thought. Daisy just stared at her for a moment looking stupid, then she paled, “Oh my, they’re far too young for such things. They might be dating but they should really be practicing abstinence. I wonder if I should break it up?”

“I’m telling you; don’t go in there, you’ll be scared for life.”

After a few seconds Daisy turned around and went back into her room muttering something under her breath…. “….. put a stop to it in the morning….. wait till his mother finds out….. poor Ash, I hope she isn’t forcing herself on him…..”

Casey went back to preparing her meal.

…………………………………………

Ash lay on Misty’s pillow. The two were panting, staring at the ceiling.

“That was……. fantastic…… A dream……. come true….” Misty gasped between breaths.

“You…….. weren’t………….. half bad…… yourself….” Ash panted back.

Misty smiled and rolled over to stare at her now eye level lover. The two just gazed at each other till they both caught their breath.

“Misty, I was thinking, could we stay in town for another day?”

“Sure honey, but why?”

“Well….. we’ve never really been on an actual date before. I was wondering if I could take you out to a nice restaurant.”

“Like a hamburger joint?” Misty smiled mockingly, yet underneath her façade her hopes were soaring.

“No, a nice sit down restaurant. Just me and you.”

“Just you….. and me? No Casey or Daisy?”

“Just the two of us.” Ash repeated, “I’d sit on one side, you the other. We could have a candle lit dinner and some alone time.”

“Oh Ash, that’d be great.” Misty sniffed, he was such a great boyfriend.

‘Wow’ Ash thought, ‘all this over dinner?’ He couldn’t wait till her got her that ring!

“Want to get washed up?” Ash suggested

“Sure, I guess we’re both a little sweaty huh?”

“and a little sticky.” Ash had trouble sitting up, Misty’s juices were kind of cementing him to the fabric.

Misty’s stomach suddenly gave a loud growl. She suddenly remembered her rocket supper she’d left out on the kitchen counter. Shoot! They’d been at it for quite a while. Could the two of them have escaped? Nah, they were bumbling idiots, “Umm, Honey, do you mind if I grab a quick bite to eat first? It’ll only take a minute.” Ash grinned, “Didn’t I satisfy you? I guess I’ll have to try harder next time.”

“Oh no, you were-“

“I’m just kidding. Sure, I need a breather anyway.”

“Thank you.” Despite his stickiness Misty leaned in and kissed him.

Misty put on her clothing. It would probably be smart to do the wash tomorrow before their dinner.