“That was quick.” Ash commented as Misty sat down on the bed. Resting her head down on a pillow she stared at her boyfriend who was lying serenely on the one next to her.

“Glad to see you waited for me this time………. Casey got to my groceries.” Misty shrugged. She plucked her boyfriend of the pillow and set him on one of her firm shirt covered breasts, “Your shrinkees huh? That’s too bad. You’ve still got one left though.” Lying stomach down Ash spread out getting comfortable. He hugged the massive meaty breast beneath him and closed his eyes.

“I suppose I do; but I think it would be a bit rude eating you so soon after making love.” Misty scratched Ash’s exposed back with her index finger, “Maybe in an hour or two? Is that more socially acceptable?”

Ash moaned a little, enjoying the treatment he was getting from his girlfriend. Misty giggled and continued giving her backrub. Ash didn’t feel the need to respond, just to lie there contentedly. Far to the south Misty’s stomach gurgled. The girl blushed hoping Ash wouldn’t notice. Of course he noticed, at his size how could he not? “…… Didn’t you pick up anything else besides shrinkees?”

“I actually didn’t buy any shrinkees. The girl at the supermarket told me the protestors had ‘liberated’ them. I just lucked out and found Jessie and James outside the hotel. It seems James shrunk shortly after we met up with them earlier. Unsurprisingly they were lying near some garbage. The two of them are just so pathetic.” Misty smirked to herself.

“Wow, I didn’t know you had those two. If I had known I would have said hello…. So Misty, if I understood you correctly, you were basically going to eat out of the trash? Tsk tsk!”

“Huh? Uh……. NO! I was going to wash them.” Misty’s cheeks were bright red but Ash was too busy rubbing against her cloth covered breast to notice, “…… So Casey got them huh?”

“Yeah, I was looking forward to finishing them off too.”

“Brad, Gary, now Team Rocket.” Ash sighed, people kept dying on him. Misty suddenly remembered finishing off Gary. Despite being Ash’s rival, eating him hadn’t been too satisfying. And after meeting up with his sister…. Ugh…… maybe eating past acquaintances just wasn’t for her. Casey seemed really fond of it but it didn’t really seem to do much for Misty.

The couple was silent a moment then “You know what? I’ve worked up an appetite myself. Let’s go see what you bought.”

“Sure.” Misty picked Ash up off her breast and smiled and the sudden look of disappoint on his face. It was great knowing he was attracted to her. She doubted he was as crazy about her as she was of him but the fact that he thought she was pretty was enough. She placed her sticky boyfriend on her shoulder.

“You get any fruit?”

“Strawberries, bananas, apples, and peaches.” Misty confirmed.

“Great, let’s dice them up and make a fruit salad out of them. But first how about you give me a quick rinsing? I’m not exactly sanitary.” Misty agreed, after eating they could take a nice long hot shower together.

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Casey exited the kitchen before Ash and Misty showed up. She quietly slipped back into her own room hoping to catch Brad and his temporary lover in the act. Much to her disappointment neither Brad nor Jessie seemed sweaty or exhausted. The two didn’t notice her. They were both lying down facing each other and not the doorway. They were talking so Casey decided to listen in.

“And she was just keeping you so she could eat you? She sounds like a treacherous little runt…. If you don’t mind me saying so… Stud” Jessie put a lot of emphasis on that last word.

“Casey’s a good kid.” Brad said defensively, “I don’t blame her.”

“Well you’re a better man than most.” Jessie brushed up against him.

“You think so? You hardly know me. ………. That’s okay though, we all have to start somewhere. Want to get to know me a bit more intimately?” Brad leaned inwards and Jessie scooted back some.

“Easy big boy, of course I do. It’s just that I’d like to get to know more about you and your Casey friend first. How close is she to you?”

“Very.” He leaned in again to sneak a kiss but Jessie lightly pushed his face away. She couldn’t help but smirk; she had him wrapped around her finger. Now she only had to get what she needed from him. He was no longer any good for money or fame, but protection…

“Do you think she’d ever hurt you?”

“Casey? Hell no. That kid loves me too much.” Casey felt her cheeks heat up but she didn’t interject.

“I see; she’s got a big crush on you huh? And all you have to do is play along?”

“No, no, nothing like that. The feelings between us are mutual. She’s like family. I just can’t wait till the day I get to sit in the dugout and watch her play for the Electabuzzs. She’s got a great arm. I think with a little work I could groom her to be a pitcher. Who knows, maybe I can convince her to take me out on the diamond with her as a good luck charm? Eh, whatever. All this talk is kind of killing the mood for me.” Though he hadn’t noticed her Casey was smiling at him warmly. She wasn’t too happy about how thinking of her ‘killed the mood’, she was still just a very close rowdy kid sister in his eyes, but everything else he’d said she liked.

“So, if you were to ask her to do you a favor….” There was something about Jessie’s voice Casey didn’t like. She’d heard that tone of voice one too many times in the past, the voice of a gold digger moving in for the kill. She decided to make her presence known, “So are you two done doing the nasty?” She asked stepping forward.

Jessie visibly jumped as Casey towered over them, “What, on a first date? Are you kidding me?” Brad asked. Casey’s piercing gaze caused him to squirm a little, “Come on Case don’t make me look bad.”

“No, of course not. You’d never take advantage of a liquored up girl. That’s not your style at all.” Casey replied sarcastically. Casey was annoyed but less with Brad and more with the woman. When Casey walked in she’d found the little redhead milking Brad for information. She was happy with Brad’s answers and she was happy he didn’t tell the former rocket her true intentions when they’d first met. Brad knew she had planned to use him, to rape him. But he’d forgiven her and left that part out when recounting their history. She appreciated it but she didn’t see why some disposable toy needed to know about her and Brad’s past. The nerve, calling her a runt! She told the little slut why she was letting her live so why didn’t she do the job Casey was keeping her for? Wasn’t Brad good enough for her? Was she trying to get something out of him? Casey grabbed the tiny red head by her torso and brought the Rocket right up to her eyes, “Look, you better start putting out or there’ll be trouble.”

Jessie paled, “C- Casey, what the hell kiddo?” Brad asked, “Don’t take it out on her; I just wasn’t interested in doing anything tonight.” It was probably the flimsiest lie Brad had ever told her.

She opened up a drawer and placed Jessie inside, “This is so you don’t run away. Pleasant dreams.” Casey slammed the drawer shut.

“Come on Casey, that isn’t fair. She isn’t going to run away.” Brad complained.

“Well she can't sleep with us. I’m certainly not going to let you hump her while you’re sleeping on top of me.” Casey didn't even bother asking if Brad wanted to sleep with Jessie instead. He was going to sleep on top of her, it really wasn't negociable. Casey started pulling off her clothes getting ready for bed. Brad just sighed; there was no arguing with Casey. The kid could be pretty hard to talk to when she made her mind up about something. Soon enough Brad was lying asleep on her chest, one of the sleeping girl’s hands was draped over him protectively. James had fallen asleep inside the girl’s panties. By doing as she’d ordered he’d appeased his new owner and gotten dinner. Jessie sulked inside the drawer for some time before eventually nodding off.


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Misty sat up and roused Ash who was sleeping on the bureau next to her bed. She would have preferred to keep him with her all night and snuggle but she was still just about too paranoid. What if she rolled over in her sleep? She could break a bone, and it’s not like there were many, if any, shrinkee hospitals.

“Morning Mist.” Her sleepy boyfriend called out to her when he saw her eyes open.

“Morning honey.” Misty yawned and scratched under her arm. Sometimes she would act like a tomboy around Ash as if he was just her best friend, other times she acted very self consciously and shyly as if he were just her boyfriend, this wasn’t one of those times. Misty was in tomboy mode.

“Itchy?”

“A little, mind helping?”

“Not at all.” Ash smiled.

Misty picked him up with one hand and lifted an arm into the air. Ash extended his feet as Misty lowered him towards her exposed pit. His feet impacted with the warm flesh. He purposely wiggled his toes ticking his girl and causing her to giggle some. Misty gently moved him back and forth eventually relieving the itchy sensation.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.” Ash shot back.

Misty went to get changed. Though it had kept them up she felt rejuvenated from her night with her boyfriend. She’d inspected him thoroughly in the shower and was pleased to see he’d suffered little or no bruising.

“Well, let’s go get some breakfast.” A fully dressed Misty set her boyfriend on her shoulder. He hugged her neck to keep his balance. Misty sighed happily at the sensation, life was good. It would be hard not to stare at him googily eyed all day long.

Elsewhere Casey too had roused. After giving James a good scrubbing, and sticking him up her nose for the time being, Casey stepped out of her room Brad in hand. Much to his disappointment she’d left Jessie in the drawer for breakfast. She promised afterwards though she’d give her some leftovers. She just didn’t want Jessie’s presence to ‘kill the mood’ as she put it.