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Ash woke up and looked around his room. "Huh?!" said he, surprised at finding various
posters of a certain Team Rocket member posted about. He could not be sure who this blue haired,
sexy beast was, but damn, those were some nice panties. Ash couldn't help himself, naturally.
He pulled one of the posters down, cut a hole where the crotch was, and, well, inserted himself.
He turned to face a long mirror and watch himself, when he saw, to his horror, that his bedroom
door was wide open, and watching was an enraged Misty.
"I thought I was the only one for you, Ash!" said Misty, her nostrils flaring insanely.
"Huh?"
"And to think I named my vibrator after you!"
"Huh?"
"Ash, don't you see what I'm trying to say?! I LOVE YOU!" said Misty, now nearly pissing her pants
with excitement.
"...I don't get it." Ash removed the poster from his body, zipped up, and then looked down at the
blue haired sex machine of a cut up poster. 'How did these posters get in here?' he thought. This
thought occupied his mind for no more than 3 seconds before he turned his thought to food. Ash
pushed aside a now crying Misty, and hurried downstairs for breakfast. What he saw in the kitchen
would change his lifestyle forever.
"OHHHH JAMES! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!" moaned a mounted Brock.
That's when Ash realized who the posters were of, and how they got there. He liked it.
Man, I can't even remember what I wanted to make the plot of this fic about. So let's just cut to
Ash and Gary having crazy, wild, hot sex, shall we?
So Ash and Gary had hot sex, got married, and lived happily ever after. The End.
[Insert Title Here]
Ash woke up and looked around his room. "Huh?!" said he, surprised at finding various
posters of a certain Team Rocket member posted about. He could not be sure who this blue haired,
sexy beast was, but damn, those were some nice panties. Ash couldn't help himself, naturally.
He pulled one of the posters down, cut a hole where the crotch was, and, well, inserted himself.
He turned to face a long mirror and watch himself, when he saw, to his horror, that his bedroom
door was wide open, and watching was an enraged Misty.
"I thought I was the only one for you, Ash!" said Misty, her nostrils flaring insanely.
"Huh?"
"And to think I named my vibrator after you!"
"Huh?"
"Ash, don't you see what I'm trying to say?! I LOVE YOU!" said Misty, now nearly pissing her pants
with excitement.
"...I don't get it." Ash removed the poster from his body, zipped up, and then looked down at the
blue haired sex machine of a cut up poster. 'How did these posters get in here?' he thought. This
thought occupied his mind for no more than 3 seconds before he turned his thought to food. Ash
pushed aside a now crying Misty, and hurried downstairs for breakfast. What he saw in the kitchen
would change his lifestyle forever.
"OHHHH JAMES! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!" moaned a mounted Brock.
That's when Ash realized who the posters were of, and how they got there. He liked it.
Man, I can't even remember what I wanted to make the plot of this fic about. So let's just cut to
Ash and Gary having crazy, wild, hot sex, shall we?
So Ash and Gary had hot sex, got married, and lived happily ever after. The End.