By the time they reached Little Root Town it was far too late to head to the lab. The sun had already set and, even though pokemon researchers tended to be workoholics, Misty doubted Prof Birch would still be there, "Hmmmm, it's too late to try and drop off Professor Oak's data......All right, lets get a hotel room for the night." The three girls agreed and went to find lodging.

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Casey sat down on the toilet with a plop. She wiggled her butt a little to get comfortable. Brad and the shrinkee bitch were waiting for her on her bed. It had quite difficult to keep from just flicking her head off. Casey wasn't sure how much longer she could stand the snarky little red heads presence. She didn't really even want to eat her anymore. She found the bitch so annoying and disagreeable that just thinking about her made Casey sick to her stomach. She'd just have to finish her off in a more creative way.

If she didn't start putting out, and soon, Casey would snap her like a twig. Sure Brad would be sad but he'd get over it. He always got over his old girlfriends, if you could call them that. Casey was his only constant female companion. The one who was always there for him. And sure they had their spats but they were always quickly resolved. She was all he needed, Casey knew, but until Brad realized that she'd keep providing him with sexual outlets. She wanted him to be happy even if that meant she'd always just be his 'big' little sister. In fact even she'd be happy with that arrangement. He'd still be with her at all times. They'd be able to mess around and confide with each other. The only off limit thing would be sex, and Casey had shrunken boys for that. Casey wasn't even sure how she'd like a gentle relationship. She was always a rough girl. Still, that didn't mean she couldn't be jealous of Jessie.

A noise sounded from in-between her legs pulling her from her thoughts. A soaked head emerged from in-between her lower, hairless, lips. James was panting frantically. He'd been trapped inside purple haired girl for at least two hours. Two hours of smelly (though not entirely unpleasant) relentless torment. He'd been resting in her panties when Casey had decided, after ogling Brad some, she was too horny to just have him rubbing up against her. She'd given herself a camel toe forcing James inside of her and barked for him to 'get to work'. The muscles had an excruciating grip on him and, every time he'd managed to pull himself free and crawl out, Casey would use her index finger to press him back inside. It seemed though that he was finally going to be released from his damp tight prison. Yawning Casey scratched under an armpit making no attempt to pluck him free. James felt wet hot pressure building up behind him.

"Oh no." He moaned, why did terrible things always have to happen to him? It was as if FATE hated him. He was finally pushed free followed by a torrent of hot yellowish liquid. Impacting with the water below him he did his best to swim out of the stream's path. Casey sighed as she relieved herself. James had done a good job keeping her entertained but he was still just a shrinkee. Something to be used and abused, not rewarded. Grabbing some TP, unfortunately not of the shrinkee variety, she wiped herself clean. Tossing the toilet paper into the bowl it landed on James who had been busy treading water, trying to stay above the surface.

"Please don't leave me." He begged in a truly pathetic manner.

Casey stood up and pulled up her underwear and shorts. She briefly considered flushing him but thought better of it. He was so weak and pathetic, more so than the usual shrinkee. He was just so much fun to dominate. Besides, when she finally did do him in she wanted to do it with her stomach. He really was nicely built. Not overly athletic but he had a nice body, one Casey wouldn't mind digesting. Though it wasn't the most sanitary thing to do she decided to fish him out. Casey’s mind started to wander back to what she had been thinking about before.

She was pretty prideful but she knew when she needed help. Maybe she could go to Misty for Brad advice? Misty hated her former mentor but Casey was sure that, once she was done with all her snarky comments, she could give her a few pointers on how to resolve her little Jessie problem. Misty had Ash literally wrapped around her pinky so she must be doing something right there. She also had a history with the rocket bitch. Maybe she could give Casey a few ideas on how to get the slut out of her purplish hair without upsetting Brad. It was worth a shot anyway, no harm ever came from asking.

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Misty was sprawled out on her bed talking to her boyfriend. "Ash don't sit there, I don't want to have to change my panties again." Ash had gotten comfortable on Misty's jean shorts during the course of their conversation. Misty knew from experience that if her love made even the slightest movements he'd stimulate her and cause her to get wet.

Ash sighed, "But why? I like it here."

Misty plucked him off her jeans, "I do too, that's the problem." Misty grinned naughtily.

"So put me back. We'll both enjoy it."

"YOU don't have to do the laundry." Misty chastised, she brought him up to her lips and lightly kissed him. Ash did his best to return it. Misty smiled lovingly at Ash then set him down on the bed beside her. She rolled over on her side and propped up her head with her arm, "So tomorrow we'll finally be able to drop off Oak's stuff...."

"Yeah, then we'll be able to start hunting down rare water pokemon." Ash nodded in agreement.

"So....... we're finally going to part ways with Casey and Daisy right? It will be just the two of us again." Ash raised an eyebrow, a little surprised, "You seem excited about leaving our friends behind...... Have they been getting on your nerves?"

"It's not that, it's just that I really miss traveling alone with you. And now that you've finally come out of the closet and admitted to being my boyfriend-"

"What?!" Ash cut her off, "What are you talking about? We both decided to start dating at the same time!"

"Oh really Ash Ketchum?" His larger than life girlfriend growled, "we were dating a lot longer than that but you were just too obsessed with battling pokemon to notice!"

The two of them entered into one of their routine arguments but it ended rather quickly. Misty, who hadn't been physically touching Ash for the past few minutes, felt like she was going into withdrawal. She snatched him up mid argument and brought him back up to her lips to shower him with kisses.

"Mist stop! I know I'm irresistible but this is just getting ridiculous!" Ash laughed.

Misty grinned sheepishly, "Sorry honey."

Setting him down Misty continued to grin as she looked her boyfriend over. They'd become so intimate in just the past couple of weeks. After being allowed to express their pent up feelings for each other and officially becoming a couple it had been hard for Misty to keep from tossing him in-between her legs. With caution and practice though they'd slowly learned how to make love without putting Ash's life in jeopardy. Besides a few bruises, which Misty constantly fussed over, he was perfectly fine after their midnight romps. He'd explored her everywhere, from the balls of her feet to the tips of her hair. He'd been to her most intimate places and lived to tell the tale.

Tonight they were taking it easy though. Just snuggling under the covers, despite Ash’s protests Misty didn’t like to fool around every night…. Well she did, but she wanted to give her tiny boyfriend time to recuperate. Ash was a bit too reckless for his own good but that was all right, she was there to watch him and keep him safe….. and all to herself. Misty gave Ash one of her customary dreamy smile.

Ash smiled back. She stroked his hair lightly and leaned in, breathing in his scent. His hair smelled nice. The two of them had taken a bath together before hopping in bed. She leaned in more, breathing deeply, and her nostrils flared. Ash giggled as he felt the light suction. She suddenly realized there was one orifice on her Ash had yet to explore.

Casey had once snorted him up her nose to help smuggle Ash into her sister's show. At the time she'd been worried about his safety. Now, an expert in handling him gently, Misty had to confess she was a little jealous.

"Honey, I'm going to snort you up my nose now." Misty said matter of factly.

“Er…. Whatever you want Mist. You’re the boss.”

Her nose wiggled excitedly knowing that it would soon be inhaling Ash.