The next day's training session was little more than a blur for Ash; all he could think of during the long drive was the past weekend's events. A few times, Infernape had to snap him and Pikachu out of it.
He and Iris had fucked like Buneary after she finally finished playing games with him. Only minutes after he came in his panties, he was all over her. His cock hard again, he pressed her down on the table and took her; a hard, fast, fuck that showed her he could take what he needed when he needed it. Yet, lying alone in bed, hours after she had gone home, the feel of the panties pressed against his cock resurfaced in his mind.
He remembered thrusting his crotch against Iris's foot, and the feel of the panties, hot, slick and wet as his cum soaked the thin material. His cock grew hard, again. As distressed as Ash must have been, Pikachu must have been even worse. He had spent all day humping the ground in his panties.
Iris didn't call him the next day, Ash was too confused and too nervous to pick up the phone and call her. He spent Sunday pacing in his apartment and trying to ignore his hard, throbbing cock; trying to ignore the flimsy black panties that still lay in a crumpled ball on the floor of his bedroom. Why hadn't he just thrown them out?
That night, he gave in, no one would know; even Iris wouldn't know that he had slipped back into the tight black lace panties. No one would ever know how he laid in bed last night, stroking his hard cock until he flooded the material again; or how he had woke in the middle of the night to do it again, and again. By morning, the panties were stuck to his skin; he should have thrown them in the trash right then, but instead he put them in with the laundry.
Again, Infernape brought him back to the present, and he shook his head. Three times last night and his cock was hard again. What had the bitch done to him? How had she gotten so far into his head?
He finally managed to concentrate, to the point where Iris didn't even register as a blip on the radar. Soon afterwards, he was at the Pokemon Center. Pikachu was on the lookout for...you-know-who. Pikachu saw no one, so he told Ash the coast was clear. Ash breathed a sigh of relief. When Nurse Joy finished healing his Pokemon, Nurse Joy said the one thing he really didn't want to hear:
"Ash, someone wanted me to give this to you!" she chanted. Pikachu sighed as Ash slowly took the letter from her. He sat on the bench and opened it. It said: Ash, Enjoy your present, sweetie! Best Wishes, Iris.
Ash re-read that one line several times, trying to find some hidden meaning. Was she talking about the panties? Was there some other present he didn't know about? Was this a completely new game she was playing now? Either way, now he had to clear his mind again. He heard footsteps coming his way.
"Morning Ash," a familiar voice chirped.
"Morning Katherine (the girl with the selfish Gothita)," Ash swiveled round in his chair and nodded to the purple haired woman walking past him. His eyes lingered on her full ass, prominently displayed by the tight pants she was wearing. She didn't attract him, but the sight reminded him of Iris...and the panties...and, great, he was daydreaming again.
He read Iris's email one more time, and then shrugged; while he couldn't shake the nervous feeling her message gave him, he couldn't think of anything he could do about it either.
"Looks like someone got a present." Ash cringed as Trip's voice alerted half the Pokemon Center to the arrival of a parcel. "Aren't you the lucky man?" His obnoxious commentary continued.
Ash glanced up with a mixture of annoyance and curiosity at the sudden intrusion into his business. Trip was holding a thick padded envelope. His words sank in; a present. Ash felt his palms begin to sweat.
"Ah, thanks," Ash mumbled, reaching out to take the envelope from Trip. His mind was moving at a million miles an hour. He needed to open this somewhere private. If it was from Iris, which it probably was, there could be anything inside. Trip had other ideas.
"So, what'd ya get?" He asked, and Ash fought the urge to sick Pikachu on him. The last thing Ash needed was more people taking an interest in this envelope. As if on cue, he heard footsteps as more people took advantage of the excuse to get away from the grind. Ash winced as the crowd began to form.
"Aren't you going to open it?" He heard Katherine's perky voice, asking the question that could expose him to ridicule for months. At least a dozen people had crowded around him now. Pikachu tried to plead with them to go away, but they didn't listen. Ash's stomach fluttered as he studied the envelope. Whatever was inside, it was small and light, and he didn't recognize the company name on the label. Unable to think of a good reason to stall further, Ash reluctantly broke the seal.
After tearing the envelope open, he tipped it downwards intending the contents to fall onto his desk, but nothing came out. Frowning, he shook the envelope and a scrap of red material floated out, falling onto the desk. Then another, smaller one, this one light blue, fell beside it. Ash felt beads of sweat forming on his brow, as did Pikachu.
"Something you want to tell us?" Trip sniggered. Pikachu felt his cheeks flushing. One of the female onlookers let out a nervous giggle.
"It's ah, it's a present," Ash stuttered, aware that his face must have been blood red. Trying to ignore the continued giggling, he finished his hasty excuse, "for my girlfriend."
"A basic present in a basic relationship." Trip let out a laugh. Ash, his heart thumping in his chest, forced his body to relax. He WISHED it were that basic. Trip continued, "I didn't know you had a girlfriend. You should bring in a photo. I'd love to see her wearing those." Ash kept the grin plastered on his face. Fortunately, Trip turned to leave, obviously bored with the subject. The rest of the audience lost interest too, and Ash took a deep breath and turned back to Pikachu, the crisis averted.
He felt someone moving behind him and turned to find himself looking at Katherine's chest. She reached over him and scooped up the red panties. She dangled them from her index finger, "A thong hmm? Very sexy." She raised an eyebrow and Ash felt his face flush again. Pikachu crossed his arms in a "NO" motion to her. Katherine frowned, looked at the panties again, "They look a little big, are you sure you got the right size?"
Without waiting for his response, she tossed the thong to Ash and turned to leave.
Forcing his feelings aside, Ash stuffed both of the panties back into the envelope. Katherine was a damn tease, and the last thing he needed was for her to know she had gotten to him. Her wicked grin as she had dangled the panties from her finger was putting all sorts of images in his mind.
The ringing of his Xtransceiver jerked Ash back to reality. Grabbing the cursed device, he raised it to his ear, "Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town speaking." He tried to sound as professional as possible, so that no one would pay attention to him, but failed.
"Like your present?" Iris giggled, winking at him through the screen. Ash's throat went even more dry than it already was. Glancing nervously behind him, he sank down in the chair. Pikachu must have been relieved Emolga wasn't there.
"Well?" Iris teased.
"Ah... yes," Ash mumbled his reply, glancing around uncomfortably.
"What, I don't get a thank you, Panty Boy?" Iris laughed.
"Thank you," Ash muttered, as he hunched lower down in his seat.
"Louder. And say it like you're supposed to." Iris pouted.
Ash rushed out of the Pokemon Center and yelled, "Thank you, Mistress Iris."
She smirked at him. He didn't like where this was going. "Put them on."
"What?" Ash shivered. She wasn't serious was she? Here? Outside, where everyone could see?
"I want you to put them on," Iris said, her calm voice leaving no room for argument. "Strip down and slide that sexy red thong onto your sissy ass."
Ash coughed and shifted uncomfortably. He felt his cock stirring as she teased him. Iris laughed yet again. She knew she was getting to him.
"You know you want to," she said, "Look at them."
Knowing it was stupid, Ash reached in and pulled the panties back out of the envelope, rubbing the soft, silky material between his fingers.
"Think how nice they'll feel pressed against that hard cock of yours. It is hard, isn't it Ash?" Iris purred.
"Yes," Ash whispered, the words choked reluctantly from his throat. Iris's peal of laughter was triumphant.
"Does your girlfriend know?" Georgia's voice startled him and he spun round in his seat, cheeks flushing bright red.
"Know what?" He asked. Georgia grinned and nodded towards the panties he was still holding in one hand. Ash felt his cheeks glow redder.
"Oh, your girlfriend knows all about you and your kinky desires," Iris's voice in the phone.
"Ah, they're the wrong size!" Ash gasped, "I'm checking to see if I can exchange them." Georgia nodded and turned away.
"They're the perfect size for a kid like you." Iris snickered, "Big enough to fit, but small enough to hug that throbbing cock of yours. I bet you can't wait." Ash moaned softly, his prick twitched inside his pants.
"Get into your pretty, sissy panties. Now!" The tone of command in Iris's voice was unmistakable; Ash's hand trembled as he stuffed the panties into his pocket.
"Okay," he muttered into the phone.
"Don't hang up yet," Iris didn't try to disguise the note of triumph in her voice, "I want to be there with you when you put on your new panties."
Ash hunched his shoulders as he shuffled behind a tree, reluctant to draw any attention to himself. Ash felt beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he looked out for anyone that could see him, but the only person coming his way was Pikachu. He let go of a breath he hadn't even realized he was holding.
"What's taking so long?" Iris whispered. "Don't you want to wear your new red panties for me?" Her laughter made him shiver. Hurriedly, Ash grabbed the belt of his pants.
"I'm there." He rasped into the phone.
Before Iris could say anything, a green-haired boy appeared on the screen of the Xtransceiver, splitting it in two.
Thank you, Cilan! he thought.
Iris was less than thrilled, and made no effort to hide it. "It's boring lecture time..."
Unfortunately, it didn't last long. As it turned out, Cilan actually meant to call his brothers, Chili and Cress. Cilan disconnected himself after giving both of them his best wishes.
"That was weird. What a pain, huh?" Ash laughed nervously. Iris didn't take the bait.
"Yeah, yeah, strip." Her voice commanded, and he hastily obeyed, struggling to pull his pants down with one hand, keeping the device to his ear. His boxer shorts followed rapidly.
"Now slide those silky panties up your legs." The note of triumph in Iris's voice was becoming harder to ignore, and so were her commands. Reaching down he tugged the red thong up his legs.
"Is your cock hard, my slut?" Iris cooed. "Of course it is. You wouldn't do this if your cock didn't twitch every time you thought about wearing women's panties." She let out a peel of laughter. "Look at yourself, panty boy. You're hiding behind a tree, wearing a red silk thong over a throbbing cock. Am I wrong, Ash?"
Ash groaned, her words hit home like bullets. His cock was straining at the tight material of the panties and once again he was playing Iris's game.
"No." He whispered. Iris laughed again. Some time, Ash had to take note of each time she laughed at his expense.
"Do you need to cum sweetie? Do you want to stain your new panties?"
"Yes!" He gasped.
"Tell me what you are."
Ash trembled as Pikachu was also turned on by her words. Apparently, he had followed all of Iris's commands and put on his sky blue panties.
"Tell me." Iris's voice was like steel.
"I'm your slut." Ash groaned. Iris snickered.
"Pull your pants up, boy. You have training to do." Ash groaned in frustration. "Keep the panties on, and come by my apartment tonight so I can see them in person." The device went dead.
Ash reached down and gently squeezed his cock through the panties. He didn't have to follow Iris's instructions. He didn't have to keep the panties on. He didn't have to go to the apartment tonight. Neither did Pikachu. He squeezed his cock harder, stifling a groan. But he knew they were going to.
The rest of Ash's day was a nervous blur. The panties were tight enough that he could never quite forget that he was wearing them and he spent the day alternately excited and scared of discovery. As the hours crawled by, he found himself anticipating and dreading the end of the day and his visit to Iris.
By the end of the day, he was a nervous wreck. It seemed as though every woman he saw was somehow teasing and taunting him. Every laugh, every whisper, it was all about him.
"They were a good choice." Georgia spoke from behind him. Ash spun round, startled. How long had she been there?
"The panties," she continued. "Good choice. Red is a sexy color and I'm sure they'll look really hot... when you get the right size."
Ash felt his cheeks turn flaming red as he looked into Georgia's amused face. "Th. Thank you." He managed to stammer.
"Best of all, "Georgia continued, "With a thong, there's no panty lines, so no one can tell you're wearing panties. I have a pair just like them!" With a wink she turned on her heel and walked away. Ash stared at her receding back, a sick feeling in his stomach. Was he reading too much into her parting words, or did she somehow know?
That sick feeling returned as Ash stood outside the door to Iris's apartment. There was still time to leave, to end Iris's game. His hand hovered over the doorbell. If he left he would regain control, he didn't to have to humiliate himself in front of her. But part of him wanted to, wanted her to see him in the panties, wanted to experience her reaction.
The door swung open, and Ash and Pikachu stared dumbly at Iris's amused gaze. Ash couldn't help but stare at the outfit she was wearing (note: It's her BWII outfit).
"Were you two planning on ringing the bell? Or did you just want to stand in the hall with a boner in your pants, sweetie?" Iris smirked and Ash felt his cheeks flush bright red.
"Well... show me." Ash glanced around in horror, surely she didn't mean to strip him down out here where anyone could see. Iris giggled.
"Don't be shy sweetie." I already know you're wearing them. Reaching out, she ran her hand over Ash's crotch, gently cupping the bulge that was forming. "I just want a little peek." Ash groaned as the palm of Iris's hand pressed against his stiff cock.
"You don't mind... do you?" Iris bit her lip, gazing into his eyes. Ash swallowed, unable to speak and a sly smile formed on Iris's gorgeous face. Her hand moved up to Ash's belt buckle.
"I just want to see my sissy boy in his pretty red panties." She cooed as her fingers deftly unbuckled his pants. Ash closed his eyes, his heart hammering in his chest, his cock throbbing. He grabbed a Poke Ball in case things went too far. She was basically molesting him, after all.
"That's it, sweetie." Iris breathed in his ear, pulling down his zipper. "Show me your panties."
Ash shuddered helplessly as his pants slowly fell to the ground, exposing his red thong panties to the hall. Iris grinned triumphantly as she gazed down at him, lingering on the bulge created by his cock. When she looked up there was a challenge in her eyes.
"You like them, don't you? Show me how much you like your panties."
Her teasing sparked anger in Ash. He glared back at her, clenching his fists. Iris smirked at him.
"Or do you prefer cumming in your panties, sweetie?" She giggled. Growling, Ash moved towards her. Iris laughed. "You might look threatening if you weren't wearing such a cute little thong."
Something inside Ash snapped. Kicking his pants aside, he stepped towards her.
"Glalie! I choose you!"
Not for the first time since he met her, a hint of uncertainty showed on Iris's face at the sight of an Ice Pokemon, and she moved back into her apartment. Ash slammed the door open and stalked towards her as she continued to back away until her legs were pressed against the table edge.
Without hesitation, Ash pushed her down onto the table, the wait of his body holding her there as he pressed his cock against her, his mind clouded by a mixture of fury and lust. Iris locked eyes with him and suddenly the look of fear was gone, replaced by one of outright triumph. She didn't even seem to notice Glalie after that.
"Yes." She hissed, her hands reaching round to cup his panty clad ass. Ash reached down and pushed her legs apart, enjoying her moans. He gasped as one of her hands slipped his cock free of the panties, stroking it.
Part of his brain noticed that Iris wasn't wearing any panties, but he was too far gone to care. Pulling her hand out the way he thrust his cock into her, grunting with the effort. Iris let out a low groan, her hands squeezing his ass.
"Show me." She breathed into his ear and he slammed into her again and again. "Come on, slut!" She egged him on. He pounded his cock into her, driven by lust, her moans of pleasure just infuriating him more, forcing him to fuck her harder and faster.
He came with a strangled groan, pumping his seed into her, gasping for breath as his body spasmed. Iris lay beneath him, accepting him inside her. Her lips still near his ear.
"I can't wait to take you shopping this weekend sweetie." She giggled, licking his earlobe.