Pokemon – The Horny Region
AN – How long has it been…. Anyways, done my exams, and I want to update. Okay, finished cheering? I know it takes a while but I'm going to update today, and then on 15th I go on holiday until the 22nd, and I plant to get another 3 chapters done before September. So, I better get cracking All is good. The reviews are good… Let me hit the hundred mark?
Oh, and to the guy who said I had made a mistake about the age of the guys. There's no mistake, it would just be weird if they were too young. Quite honestly, Nurse Joy is not a paedophilic, nymphomaniac but you're not complaining about that.
This is the forth chapter, where Ash goes through his knockout stages. But I know you all read it for the comedy and romance… so that is what I have put most of the work towards. Enjoy! Ps if you want to truly understand the chapter, just think of the other trainers as normal teens, who drink, smoke, have sex and party, not the righteous guys we see in the anime.
Misty hung the towel she was wearing on the back of the door, and stepped into the shower. She had woken early to make sure she would not miss Ash's match. She turned the shower on allowing the powerful jet to rinse her bedraggled hair, and as she often did when thinking of Ash, allowed her fingers to probe her coarse pubic hair. She was surprised at the amount of hair there was and made a mental note to resume her shaving.
She removed the shower from the hook and opened her legs, directing the stream at her clitoris, moaning as the subconsciously imagined Ash's supple fingers working her to a wreck.
She finished her shower, feeling dirtier than when she came in, and took a look at herself in the mirror. She was not a vain person, but she thought she was fairly attractive. She had lost her silly pigtails (AN – that's what she has right??) and grown her hair long.
Misty wrapped her towel around herself, and walked into her bedroom, turning on the TV. The news was showing the highlights of yesterday's action, and 'oh happy coincidence' they were showing Ash's match against Mikey. Misty watched with pride as Ash reduced the little boy to a snivelling, crying wretch but then she watched as Ash gave the thumbs up to the two people watching from his corner, Brock and May, and Misty growled with annoyance. Little bitch. This little brunette was so irritating. Misty had travelled with Ash since he had started and May spends a year with him and now suddenly they're best friends!
Misty sighed, it was her fault. She should never have agreed to take care of the stupid gym! She should have carried on travelling with Ash and then, first time they had met May she could have thrown her off a cliff! Misty chuckled. It was wishful thinking. But 1 thing for sure, it wouldn't happen again…
The camera store was about a mile walk from the Championship area, and as Max walked in he suddenly felt like he was being watched. There were cameras everywhere! He approached the small man near the till and cleared his throat nervously to get his attention. The man turned, and Max gasped. This was just about the ugliest man he'd ever seen!
'I need a… spy camera."
"A'ite, what's your budget?"
"Um, I have about 50 dollars."
"OK, do you have any particular reason for the need of a spy camera? Perhaps you want to film the young ladies in the shower; I just got in a great anti-vapour cam…"
"No! No showers! I just need it to be… small, and inconspicuous."
"Ok, here is the deluxe pervert-spy-cam."
"It's just a name, I'm not implying anything."
"Um, Okay, I'll take it."
Max left the store $40 poorer, and feeling 40 times more nervous… now came the tricky bit…
Not a wink of sleep. All night. Ash had sat, watching May slumber for 8 hours, and he was feeling very awkward. He had seen films where girls wake up in empty beds and got very angry. So he gently nudged May awake, and watched her stir.
She looked up at him, with a smile, and then blushed, pulling the covers up over her chest. It didn't help; Ash had already seen the nipples, hard as rock under the fabric of her bra. No doubt of the kind of dream she had been having. This boosted his confidence slightly, but he still was not sure what to do. Luckily he didn't have to make the first move.
May kissed him, quickly moving up and meeting his lips, which had slightly opened of their own accord. Ash was very aware of the fact that he had not brushed his teeth, but neither had she, and if he couldn't taste anything awful, perhaps she couldn't either, and he enjoyed the kiss, more hot than the one last night. Their tongues ran over each other, pressing down and combining their saliva thoroughly. She slowly shifted and then, she was on top of him. Oh God! This was the position people had sex in! She sensed his hesitation and pulled away, looking into his eyes. Ash had read you can read what people are thinking from their eyes, but hers just looked warm and comforting. Well, she had made all the bold moves so far. It was his turn.
He reached out, hoping his hands weren't too sweaty and started to pull off her pyjama top. She seemed to flinch slightly, but didn't move and allowed him to pull it off, over her head. And there she was. Ash looked at the milk white skin of her stomach, and her breasts contained by a purple bra. It might have been lace, silk, cotton; Ash couldn't tell fabrics but it looked good. She was well toned, none of the baby fat remained of when they had first met, taken by a year of sleeping outside and walking all day. She giggled and suggestively looked down at his boxers, where an obvious bulge appeared under. She winked at him, and Ash felt too turned on to feel embarrassed. She was sitting up, legs apart, on his thighs, and she reached out a hand to touch his clothed member, when there was a knock at the door.
May fell off him in surprise. She landed on the floor, and darted to her own bed, just as Brock poked his stupid bewildered face around the door, and Ash pulled the covers over himself.
'Ash, you gotta get up, you have a battle in 1 hour!" He began to leave, then paused, turning back to the flushed, guilty faces. 'What's going on? Why are your faces so red?'
"Um, the heating…" Ash's voice was a very un-manly squeak. He cleared his throat and repeated, 'The heating was broken last night. It only just cooled down."
Brock shrugged and left.
Ash glanced over at May, who was deliberately looking at the ceiling, clearly in regret of what had almost happened. Ash turned away, thoughts dwelling to May, Misty, and what girls kept behind purple bras…
'It shouldn't have gone so far.'
May was sitting in the stands, as Ash fought a fairly one sided match.
'Do I really want to…?'
"What?" Brock said, sitting next to her.
'Do I really want to have sex with Ash?' she thought
The answer in her heart was yes, and the answer in her brain… was yes.
She loved him. She had for ages. Last night proved how he felt about her. But, didn't she want her first time to be special? Is it good enough just to do it in a hotel room on a single bed with an annoying little squirt and Max next door?
She watched Ash beat down the pokemon thrown at him with ease, and smiled inside. It was all coming together…
Easy as pie. These battles… not tough! This time, he had to have a full on 6 v 6 match. He started with Torkoal, who easily defeated the Dustox, and the Flaafy, but then a Marrill was sent, so he brought out Pikachu, and defeated the rest of the pokemon with him. All the time he was aware of the eyes burning into the back of his neck from the happy girl he had spent the night with. Why was it that all he felt was deep regret??
Max missed yet another of Ash's victories due to being… detained, by Nurse Joy.
"Time for things to really heat up." Nurse Joy growled.
How could things have gone so badly. He had been pulled into the pokemon centre, tied to put the camera on a shelf, Joy had seen him, and now he was being abused with a rectal thermometer, and she was filming it! With his camera!
He winced again as the thermometer was delved deep into him, and Nurse Joy cackled with undisguised glee.
"You know," She began, "I don't blame you. If I was a lad I'd want to watch me too."
"You don't –ow- understand –ow-." Max stammered.
"It doesn't matter, just enjoy."
The thermometer was being pushed into his ass faster and deeper, and he found himself sporting an erection, and suddenly it stopped. Nurse Joy removed the thermometer, and put it in his mouth, and he could taste the shitty flavour, and almost gagged. He was instantly relieved, though, as Joy took his boner into her mouth, sucking harder than he could have imagined…
Ash found himself sitting behind the pokemon centre, trying to avoid May. It wasn't as though he suddenly disliked her, it was because he knew she would say 'What's wrong?' and he would have to lie instead of saying 'I regret doing what I have done with you and I'm afraid it was a horrible mistake because I've raised your hopes only to have them crash down.'
He had been sitting on a tree stump trying to avoid the looks of the 3 older trainers who were smoking. Then he thought, 'what the hell! I'm a man, I spent the night with a girl I'm avoiding, how much more manly can you get?' so he accepted their offer of a cigarette and was now smoking it. It wasn't as bad as he had thought it would be. The first couple of puffs were horrible but now he found if he tried to roll his tounge away he could bare it.
He was alone now, slowly feeling more and more cool smoking. Then he decided to throw it so he threw it in the bushes, then immediately regretted it as it could start a fire, so he dived into the bushes and hunted around for the butt so he could stamp it out. Too much hassle!
Max looked at his watch. It was fucking 11.00 pm! He had been tied up in the back room of the pokemon centre for 6 hours! Where the fuck was Nurse Joy. He had been beated, basically raped, violated and now he was tied up, wearing a rubber strap on dildo on his head, dressed in a tight leather suit. Nurse Joy had weird, sick fantasies.
May lay in bed and worriedly looked at the clock. 11.00! Where was Ash? He had vanished after the match and May hadn't seen him since 6.00. May lay back in her bed and tried to consol herself. He probably just met up with some trainers and gone for a party.
She wasn't wrong
He was at a raucous party. There was a trainer who owned a house nearby, and Ash had been dragged to it by two drunk 17 year olds, both of whom had lost that day. The party was for all the people who had won or lost that day, and there being only 8 winners who had got through to the quarter final, he was being held in quite an honour. All the losers had to buy all the winners drinks, and the winners had to drink the drinks, both Ritchie and Gary were in the winners, enjoying all the attention they were getting. After 5 drinks (shots of tequila) Ash felt as drunk as a skunk, and couldn't stop giggling. He went up to Ritchie, who was sitting having his 2nd drink, and Ash said 'sorry about the whole Gary raping you thing.'
He could have kicked himself, he had sworn not to open it! Ritchie looked shocked and said 'You swore on you're mom's life!"
'Yeah?!' Ash slurred, 'So what? What you gonna do? Kill my mom!?!'
Ritchie looked forlorn and said, 'I wanted to talk to someone about this actually. What happened was…'
All Ash knew from then on is he had another 3 complimentary drinks, all tequila shots, then 2 more, and he had no other memory of the night…
Brock sat up until 1 in the morning wanting to see the film Max got for him but Max never returned, so Brock thought, Fuck it and slept.
AN – I know every chapter ends with the night, and this chapter was pretty poor. Not much happened. I will get another chapter done by Monday, and It'll be a good one!!! The best!!!
Ok, in the reviews, can you tell me yes or no to whether this is a good idea? A sub plot with the Pokemon's love lives???
Ok, looking forward to the reviews