Ash Ketchum slammed his exploding face hard against the petrified vagina of Glacia, making her groan awake. The sexual terrorist lapped around the reproductive orifice then dove tonguage-first into the old woman's folds, vomiting explosions made of ruined destructions which set her genitalia on fire and made her womb explode! Ash raised himself up and came on her, his ejaculate blasts leaving flaming holes on her expression. A final blast pierced her brain-box and killed the fuck out of her brain, her carcass tensed up as she faced death.
The young trainer's angry cunnilingus was interrupted by Misty, who emitted dragon lasers from her ocular ducts, singing his skin off. She tied his testicles over his head in a 'present' manner, then sacrificed his obsolete, needless life to the evilest of Hell's lords, who were cannibalistic rapists. They beat him into submission, mated him until he fainted then consumed the perverted boy's flesh, leaving nothing but a skeleton gnawed on by smelly backyard bulldogs, a sad reminder of how we all are ugly inside.
Misty laughed loudly then chomped down the malevolent killers with a single bite, because she was way EVILER than those teenager eating tykes. Misty then roared and stomped once, detonating 12,475 hypocrite heads with the force of twenty thousand of dinosaur orgasms, the bones assembled into a bad-ass motorcycle. Its nitrous accelerator was made of demon farts, wheels forged from angel faces and the gear was in fact reassembled clones of the dopiest of dope Zebstrikas.
Misty punched the pedal and overrode Dawn 99909 times, because she could. Dawn snarled hard, causing a bass drop so noisy, the sounds weren't even sounds, they were ultrasonic skullfuck blasts made of apocalyptic orgasms. Misty was simply smelted into dust, which Dawn buried, then decorated the grave with a stick, on which the oldest and dirtiest of her granny's underwear hanged.
Fikachu hit the scene, hungry for old panties. The mouse laughed and snarfed the filth-stained clothes, which enraged Dawn so much, her anger mark kicked straight through Fikachu's heart, which she chewed, stomped, kicked, drilled, pierced, burned, iced, crushed, did 12,7 eat-shit cycles with the resulting substance, then puked all over it. The mass in it's final stage was so putrid, every face exploded at the view, and anyone who observed it would have their mugs bombed up too.
Suddenly a time-portal opened up, and forth ass-first from it came Ash Ketchum, the very boy who gave the Ice-Type master a dirty lickjob. He had an exploding face, a result of staring at the infamous fetid crap-vomit. He sucked the noxious thing up his dickhole, sacrificing his life, and potency for humans, who were fucking assholes as some times, but he had a golden heart...and died with one.
FIN, I GUESS.