Chapter 2
Misty's eyes flutter open in the morning to find her breasts being fondled by her masked lover from last night. He still had on his ski mask but was naked from the neck down.
Misty shrieks and pulls a thin blue sheet over her body. "What are you doing?"
"I can't help it. You're just so…beautiful. I have to touch you." the burglar explains.
"Look about last night. I was really horny, and kinda drunk. I don't normally sleep with strangers." Misty explains. "You didn't cum inside me did you?" she asks, worried.
"No I came on your thigh…" he answers "I cleaned it up. I'm a gentleman."
"You broke into this house and had sex with a random drunk girl and you're a gentleman?" Misty asks.
"Yeah so come on. How about a morning quickie?" the thief slides closer to Misty and kisses her cheek as she turns her head.
"No. I'm sober. I'd look bad if I did it with you now." Misty says as the man kisses her neck, down to her breasts, where he licks and sucks on her nipples. "I'm not a slut. I'm not that easy."
The thief kisses and licks lower, to her smooth stomach. He gently squeezes her breasts in his hands as his mouth moves down her body.
"I can't…" Misty says, and pushes down on the thief's head with her right hand.
He licks the outside of her vagina and sucks on her clit. He inserts his tongue inside her pussy, and uses it to make her moan.
"Okay. Fuck me!" Misty squeals.
The thief flips Misty on to her stomach. She quickly gets on her elbows and knees, ready to take it doggie style. The man sticks his cock inside her pussy and proceeds to fuck her.
With his hands on her ass, he thrusts his hard cock in and out of her wet pussy hard and fast, making her moan like crazy.
Misty squeezes the pillow in front of her and buries her face in it as she takes the pounding. The man pulls her head back up by her hair. This action makes her moan louder.
"Oh! Oh! Ohhh! Ah! Ah! Oh god!" Misty screams.
"Misty are you okay?" Delia asks in the hallway with her ear pressed to the door, concerned.
Misty gasps and the man slows his thrusting way down. "Yeah!" she shouts "I'm just singing…rah rah, ah, ah, ah. Roma, roma, ma. Gaga, ooh la la. Want your bad romance." she sings.
"Okay. Well breakfast is on the table." Delia tells her.
"Okay. Be there in a minute." Misty answers "ohh, ah, ah, ah. Ooh la la." she moans as her mate resumes fucking her.
Delia knocks on Todd and May's door "Breakfast time you guys."
"We'll be out in a second." Todd shouts back and then resumes fucking May.
He on his shins and her waist in his tight grip, he rams his cock in and out of May's pussy.
"Oh god, Todd that's it. Right there." May arches her back and squeezes her own breasts.
As Todd fucks May, he visualizes her as Misty's daughter, Ashley. "Oh yeah. Take my cock, Ashley. Take it."
"Ashley?" May glares at him. "Your daughter?"
"Ash. Take my cock, Ash. Take it." Todd continues fucking her.
Delia knocks on the next door "Joey, breakfast is ready!"
"I'm cumming!" Joey shouts. He holds his camera with one hand and strokes his cock in the other while watching his footage from last night of Ashley taking off her clothes(remember, Ashley is his half sister. Different mothers, same dad. That sick bastard)
"Ashley." Delia knocks on her door now "Breakfast!"
"I'll be out in a few minutes" Ashley responds. She moans in bed, masturbating.
She shoves a Wii remote in and out of her pussy, while imagining that Brock's son, Chandler is fucking her. The thought of him pounding her with his cock drives her crazy.
Delia walks to Ash's room and opens his door "Sweetie it's breakfast-ahh!" she shrieks at the sight of her son masturbating with a fleshlight.
"Mom what are you doing?!" Ash turns the volume down on the porno on his laptop.
"Seriously? Come on it's 8a.m. It's too early for this behavior." Delia crosses her arms.
"Would you just get out?!" Ash yells, holding a pillow in front of his lower body.
"Okay but you better wash your hands afterwards." she turns to close the door.
Ash throws a pillow at the door as it closes. He turns the volume back up, and resumes pumping his penis into the fleshlight to the video footage from all those years ago of his friends having sex.
Dust opens his eyes for this first time this morning, facing the wall. He yawns, and rolls over to see Chandler stroking his cock to a poster of a model in a bikini on the back of the door.
"Ahhh!" Dust yells, and jumps up.
"Ahh!" Chandler pulls his shorts back up. "Hey…buddy."
"Dude what the fuck are you doing?!" Dust asks angrily.
"Your mom told me to get you for breakfast…and then I saw this poster…" Chandler points back.
"You fucking sicko. Control your self." Dust gets out of bed and walks out the door to the bathroom.
Chandler stands there for about five seconds and then closes the door and pulls his shorts back down. He grabs his cock and strokes it as he stares at the poster.
Dust gets in the bathroom and looks into the mirror. He sighs. "oh what the hell" he closes the lid on the toilet, sits down, pulls down his boxers and starts jerking off too.
In the kitchen James and Delia have the table prepared with breakfast. They sit there patiently waiting for everyone. James starts to whistle to pass the time. His eyes wander the room until they gaze upon his mate's beautiful eyes.
"What's taking everyone so long?" Delia crosses her arms and looks into Jimmy's eyes.
"You know what we haven't done in awhile?" James raises his eye brows several times
"We just had sex last night, Jimmy." Delia reminds him.
"Not bend you over the table sex." he licks his lips "I haven't fucked you like that in so long…"
Delia sighs at the realization and the memories. "Make it quick." she gets up and walks to the end of the table where James meets her. He grabs and kisses her hard.
James smacks Delia's ass firmly, and then knocks the plates, silverware, and glasses off the end of the table on to the ground and bends her over the edge. He lifts up her dress and pulls her panties down her legs.
Delia moans "Give me your thick Jim." she demands.
James pulls down his pants and his boxers, exposing his erect penis. He sticks it inside the vagina before him and thrusts in and out with his hands on the table for support.
Brock and Roxanne walk out of the hall and turn the corner to the entrance of the kitchen where they are frozen by the scene in front of them.
"Oh dear fuck." Roxanne shields her eyes with her right hand.
"Breakfast is ready huh?" Brock whispers "what are we having? Scrambled eggs?"
"Delia hit menopause decades ago. That isn't possible." Roxanne whispers back.
"I told you we should have had sex this morning but you were all nooo we don't wanna be rude. Well that's rude." Brock crosses his arms.
"It's their house. They can do what ever they want." Roxanne tells him.
"On the table where people eat? Screw this, I'm gonna go release my pocket monster…Flaccid, and watch it evolve into Erection and make it use its sperm attack." Brock runs back down the hallway.
Roxanne sighs.
Brock quickly runs back to her "Unless you wanna battle my erection with your vagina. It could use constriction and-"
"Okay fine. Enough with the poke'mon battle metaphors." Roxanne takes Brock's hand and they run back down the hall together to their guest room to have sex.
Brock can be heard shouting "Pound it now!"
After the multiple and simultaneous sex sessions within the house, everyone now found themselves seated at the dining room table eating breakfast. Several of them enjoy their own custom breakfast to apply to their complex tastes and desires that can only be explained in detail by a good writer.
Brock clangs his glass of orange juice with his fork to get the attention of everyone at the table. He clears his throat "It's a beautiful Sunday morning. The kids have to go to school tomorrow. Why don't we go to the fair, hit up the beaches, visit a museum or two, maybe do a little fishing. I know Misty loves to fish. We could go to a nice restaurant or hell have an all out barbecue, ooh and get some wine. Oh what a joyous day it will be."
"Brock…" Delia speaks "we have to go to Sam's will hearing today."
"FUCK!" Brock throws his half empty glass or orange juice at the wall, shattering it.
"Brock Slate!" Delia exclaims, standing up out of her seat, and shooting Brock a menacing glare.
"Brock!" Roxanne yells. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Ketchum. He's been a little stressed and winded up lately. Brock, clean up the mess."
"Hmph" Brock expresses his apathy and gets out of his seat, heading for the mess. He uses a wash towel to dry the juice and grabs a broom and a dust pan to sweep up the glass.
"Well that got my heart racing. I'm ready for a will hearing." James says, in a good mood.
"Do the vibrant and youthful members of this table have to attend the hearing?" Dust asks. "I wanted to show our young guests the town since they'll be staying all week."
"Well I suppose that would be fine." Delia answers.
"Well let's get a start on things, young people. Let's go." Dust gets off his chair and marches out of the dining room.
The likes of Ashley, Chander, and Joey glance at one another. "What?" Chandler quietly says.
Dust pokes his head back in the dining room "Hurry the fuck up!"
"Dust! Manners." Delia glares.
"Sorry." Dust apologizes "Please hurry the fuck up."
Ashley, Chandler, and Joey excuse themselves from the table and follow after Dust.
"I don't think we should be teaching our son that's okay to curse as long as he uses the word 'please' in his cursing statements." James tells Delia.
"Believe it or not, Jimmy. But I am a pretty perfect mother." Delia tells him.
"You're such a prig, Mr.s Ketchum." Todd blurts.
"A what?" Delia shoots Todd a glare.
"Uh nothing." Todd sweat drops and resumes eating his waffles.
"I know." Ash smiles and pulls out a device "I'll use my wordy-dex." he types in the word 'prig'.
"Prig" wordy dex analyzes "A self-righteously moralistic person who behaves as if superior to others."
Delia smiles "That's me." she laughs, followed by the rest of the table and Brock, who laughs as he mops up the floor.
About an hour later, Dust has lead his group to down-town Pallet, showing them all the hot spots. "Here you'll see our future mall under construction." Dust narrates "There's the vibrator shop, and the pocket pussy shop. And there's the anal dilator shop. I never understood why they didn't just combine the three into one big store."
Dust leads the group, with Ashley walking just behind him. Chandler and Joey trail them at the back. Chandler checks out Ashley's ass, not hearing a word that Dust is saying. When they come to a stop at a light, Chandler notices that Joey is also checking out Ashley's ass.
"Hey, dude." Chandler whispers. "Are you checking out your sister's ass?"
"Is that weird?" Joey replies.
"That depends. Do you wanna fuck your sister?" Chandler asks.
Joey grins "Yeah I do."
"You wanna fuck your sister?" Chandler whispers loudly.
"She's not my full sister. We don't have the same mom." Joey explains.
"But you have the same dad." Chandler reminds him.
"It's not as weird as it would be if we had the same mom though." Joey tries defending himself.
"You have issues." Chandler shakes his head.
"Whatever you say, sandwich fucking, carton fucking, jerking off in school boy." Joey retorts, and resumes walking after Dust and Ashley.
The teens walk by a restaurant. "There's crazy old Barry Busey." Dust says, referring to the man sitting outside the restaurant.
"Maybe you're the crazy ones." Barry says, his eye twitching "Do you pour hot sauce in eyes and orifices for pleasure?"
Dust and the others stare at him, bewildered. "No." Dust answers.
"Then you're crazy. Crazy I tells ya! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha." Barry takes a bottle of hot sauce and pours it into his eyes and nostrils. Then he pulls down his pants and sticks the bottle up his anus. "Oh god! Oh fuck yesssss! Hotter…hotter. HOTTER!" he screams in pleasure.
Dust and the others quickly walk away, practically running out of fear.
Ash and company arrive at a law firm and walk into a large office with a long rectangular table. There they see Tracy, Phoebe, Max, Molly, Gary, and Rick plus two female characters who have not yet been introduced in this fic. Let's do that in the following scene…
Hugs, handshakes, and salutations are exchanged as everyone becomes reacquainted. "Who are the sexy unintroduced females?" Brock asks, checking them out.
"Down, boy." Roxanne pounds her fist into Brock's groin, making him whimper and lean over in pain.
"This is my cousin, Melanie." Gary introduces the gorgeous raven haired woman wearing a necklace with a Celebi charm.
"Nice to meet you all." she shakes the hands of Brock, Roxanne, and those not as close to the Oak family like the Ketchum's.
"And this is my sister, Daisy." Gary introduces the beautiful green eyed, brunette woman in her forties.
"Hello, there." Brock takes her hand in his "You make Misty's sister, Daisy look like a pile of Muk puke. Hell you make Misty look like hairy undesirable, impenetrable, waste basket of Grimer shit."
Brock receives a kick in the groin from Roxanne, and a forceful tug on the ear from Misty, who drags him away while muttering some lame retort while he struggles and whines like old times.
"Sorry about my friend." Ash says to Daisy "He's Brock. That's just how he is."
"He's just a man with a penis. He can't help it." Daisy responds. She leans in and whispers to Ash "I'm actually quite fond of them inside me." she winks and walks away chuckling.
"Uhhh…" Ash watches her walk away, fantasizing about fucking her.
"Hey what did she say to you?" Gary asks, getting closer to him.
"Uhhh…nothing. She just said that the weather is beautiful today." Ash grins, putting his hand on the back of his head.
"Oh okay." Gary walks away with a smile.
"Hey." Rick approaches Ash "What did Daisy say to you?"
"She said she likes dicks inside her!" Ash whispers loudly and happily with a grin and his hand on the back of his head.
"Sweet." Rick nods. "I'll talk to you later. I gotta get the camera ready to document." he walks to the table and sifts through his bag.
"Hey, everyone!" a man in an expensive suit and a tie walks into the office with a folder of files in his hand. He was Professor Oak's lawyer.
"Hi, Phil!" half the room greets him.
"Are we ready to get some free shit up in here?!" he uses his hands to gesture: raising the roof.
"Hell yeah!" Max exclaims.
"Gary, long time no see." Phil shakes Gary's hand.
"You saw me last week. Remember?" Gary winks.
"Of course. You provide this town incredible service. You're doing God's work." Phil gives him a pat on the back.
"What service does Gary provide?" Misty curiously asks Tracy.
"He runs a brothel on the beach called Misty's…brothel." Tracy realizes who he's talking to.
"The fuck?" Misty's eye twitches, becoming enraged.
Dust continues giving a tour to Ashley, Chandler, and Joey. "Here we are in the restaurant district. There's lots of great places to eat. I personally know the owners of M&M's right here." he says as the walk in front of the building. "Well you met them at the funeral yesterday."
The three visitors seem bored. "Where are the sluts at in this town?" Chandler asks.
"I know where one is." Dust smirks.
The four teens walk in through the doors of The Max hotel(previously known as 2 The Max), where Max and Molly's daughter, Monica stands behind the front desk as receptionist.
"Hi, Dust!" Monica comes out from around the counter and gives him a hug. "What brings you by here?"
"I was showing my guests the town." Dust answers.
Monica's eyes fixate on Joey and Chandler. "I see. How would you boys like me to show you my pussy?"
Ashley chokes on her own saliva.
"Fuck yes." Chandler grins.
"I concur." Joey nods, happily.
"Well I'm kidding." she chuckles, and leans into the two boys, whispering to them "maybe another time." she winks.
Chandler looks to Joey next to him and whispers "Behind the back fist bump in three. 1-2-3-bump." Chandler puts his right arm behind his back and bumps Joey's left fist behind his back.
Back at the law firm, Ash and all the others squeezed in, sitting around the large table as Professor Oak's lawyer, Phil presents them with their inheritance.
"This priceless poke'mon tea set, my client leaves to Delia Ketchum." Phil reads. A woman, sharply dressed, hands a box with the tea set to Delia.
"Isn't that nice?" Delia looks through the box with a smile. James looks with her "This'll probably turn into a frantic bidding war on eBay this week."
"To Todd" Phil continues "my client leaves a bunch of old discarded photographs from Poke'mon Island."
The sharply dressed woman hands Todd the box. He opens it up and looks through it. He pulls out photographs with no poke'mon in the shot, resulting in large X's being drawn through them in red sharpie. Other photographs include smiling Professor Oak face stickers.
"I remember this one" he holds up an breath taking picture of an Articuno "It's so beautiful, but Oak said that a different picture was much better. But he was wrong. Wrong!" Todd puts his head on the table, sobbing into his arms.
"My client leaves to Tracy: the solar helicopter." Phil reads "The charger is missing though, so he advises that you purchase a new one."
The sharply dressed woman hands Tracy the manual and the keys to the copter. "Sweet." Tracy kisses the keys.
"My client wishes to leave the G.S ball to his grandson, Gary." Phil reads. "The actual ball is not in the box. Inside are the directions to the ball. It's supposed to be very secretive…he actually wrote that. Not my words." he explains.
The sharply dressed woman hands Gary a key and a small box with a lock on it. "What am I supposed to do with a non-functional poke'ball?" Gary asks, examining the box.
"Your grandfather suggested playing baseball with it." Phil replies. He clears his throat "To Jessie, my client leaves 37 pounds of POKE'JUANA. And 10 pounds to Tracy to use as inspiration for continuing his poetry legacy."
The sharply dressed woman drops a bag full of the stuff in front of Jessie, and another one in front of Tracy.
"I bet this will heighten the helicopter flying." Tracy says to himself.
"I hope ya'll aint afraid of heights" Jessie says "case we're gonna take a trip to the moon, playa's!" she distributes Ziploc bags of poke'juana amongst the table.
"My client leaves his Misty's Brothel membership access to Ash Ketchum." Phil reads.
Ash squeals like a teenage girl as the sharply dressed woman hands him a laminated membership card. "I will make the professor proud." he crosses his heart.
"To a Miss Misty Waterflower my client leaves a refurbished dilator ." Phil reads and the sharply dressed woman hands her the vibrator.
"Egh." Misty extends the vibrator away from her in between the tips of her index finger and thumb. "That's just great…I can't imagine where this has been."
FLASHBACK:
The dilator sits on the mantle of the fire place…for some reason, when suddenly It's picked up by…Muk. He examines the dilator, and then shoves it up his anus. "Muuuuuk" he moans in pleasure as it vibrates intensely.
Professor Oak walks into the room. He's immediately disgusted at the sight. "Yeek. I better have that refurbished and given to Misty after I die. That's the obvious choice."
Dust and his guests approach Pallet High. "Here's where I go to school." he tells them. "It was recently ranked Kanto's 54th best high school."
Joey snaps a photograph of the school. He raises his hand. "Is there a uniform requirement here? Like girls have to wear mini skirts?"
"Sadly no." Dust answers "This town has had conservative roots throughout its history, and even with a notorious mini skirt wearer back in her heyday: as mayor, Dawn has become more feminist and voted down the transition of mini skirts in our schools."
"Does this school have a football team? Say with a handsome ripped quarterback?" Ashley asks, hopeful.
"No" Dust responds "since Dawn became mayor, she put more money into academics and less into certain extracurricular activities such as sports to improve the education, though since then the school went from being ranked 27th to 54th. Well there's still a sex club…mostly filled with dweeby guys hoping to get laid."
"Hey I know you." a familiar voice to Dust penetrates the airwaves. He approaches them, wearing an all blue outfit whose description is not necessary to the story(I'm not writing a best seller here. The theme of this story is whacky humor and dicks pounding pussies).
"Oh great…" Dust is unpleased "Hi, Junior."
"That's Bryan Jr to you, Dust buster." Bryan grins(that's right, Bryan bred with some chick and had a son)
"Everyone, this is Bryan. He's the town douche." Dust introduces him.
Bryan looks Ashley up and down, slowly and thinks 'I should express my desire to fuck her. Be cool.' he pushes Joey out of the way "I want to fuck you!"
"Eww. No." Ashley shoves her hand in Bryan's face, pushing him away.
"We'll just see about that." Bryan pulls out a Magic 8 ball from his pocket and shakes it "Almighty God ball answer me this: Does this beautiful whore want me to fuck her?
Magic 8 ball: My reply is no.
"That was a practice." Bryan shakes it again.
Magic 8 ball: Without a doubt.
"Yes!" Bryan exhibits an emphatic fist pump. "Yeah what now? Pull down your pants and bend over. I've got lube…" he holds out a miniature bottle of lubricant, but realizes that Dust and the others have left. There's nothing but DUST in the wind.
Down the road, Dust, Ashley, Chandler and Joey have rounded the corner of the school, having run away. "That was a close one." Ashley wipes her brow.
"Sorry about that." Dust apologizes "Bryan is a narcissistic arrogant asshole who takes his marching orders from a magic 8 ball or GOD…but there's one in every town so…"
Soon they hear some moaning coming from the alley behind the school. "What's that?" Joey asks, curious.
"Our next stop on the tour. Lady and gentleman. They call this ROMP ALLEY." Dust leads them to the entrance of the alley behind the school, where they see a man and a woman having sex, doggy style on an old sofa next to a dumpster.
Joey records the action on his camera "Awesome."
Dust whispers "This is where people come to have sex if they don't want to do it at home, or don't want to pay for a hotel. Popular place for under-age sex and affair sex especially."
"Damn that chick is hot." Chandler comments.
"Hey wait a second. That's the weather girl…" Dust realizes "And that's Gunther Frend. The news anchor."
"Looks like she'll be expecting a light drizzle." Chandler hi-fives Joey.
Back at the firm, the hearing has ended, and Ash and company are all outside congregating on the lawn where a local vendor cooks and serves food to them.
Misty sticks her plate out in front of the vendor. "Hot dog, please." she smiles.
"Yes, ma'am." The vendor places a hot dog in between her buns. "Big enough for you?" he winks.
Misty giggles with a blush.
"So what's your name? I haven't seen you around these parts." the vendor says.
"My name is Misty. I live in Cerulean City. I work at a surf shop." Misty tells him.
"My name's Prig. I'm a local vendor. I also cater to weddings and for other special occasions. Here's my card." Prig hands her a card with a picture of him sticking a brat into a hot dog bun while winking.
"Maybe I'll be having a special occasion some time soon." Misty winks, and softly bites one of the corners of the card.
"How about you suck on that hot dog." Prig suggests.
"What?" Misty's eyes widen.
"I said how about you eat your hot dog. Don't want it to get cold." Prig sweat drops.
Ash carries a plate loaded with burgers over to Brock, who eats some potato chips in one hand and holds a glass of juice in the other while checking out Melanie by the building. "Hey, Brocko." Ash greets him.
"What's up, man?" Brock makes brief eye contact.
"I wanted to talk to you about…something." Ash takes a bite of one of his five burgers.
"I know that tone…you wanna get your dick wet don't you?" Brock smirks.
"Damn right." Ash takes another bite and swallows "I seek to have sex with a normal woman, non-mom, non-jynx. I want to finally have my first…though technically it would be my third…"
"How about Daisy or Melanie?" Brock suggests.
"I don't wanna do that to Gary." Ash replies.
"You fucked your own mom." Brock reminds him "It's time to raise your standards."
"For the last time: I didn't do that intentionally." Ash snaps angrily.
"Ash, look. I don't blame you okay?" Brock puts his arm around Ash's shoulder, holding his glass of juice, as Ash continues eating "Your mom was hot. Captivating eyes, gorgeous hair, soft delicate skin…and an amazing ass. I'd still plow that thang into a pulp. Mash it up real good. Then I'd make an ass smoothie out of it."
"Gross!" Ash jerks away, accidentally knocking Brock's glass of juice away on to his own mom's shirt just as she walks by, soaking it and highlighting her nipples. "Mom! I'm sorry."
"Oh dear." she pushes her arms against her breasts, squeezing them together.
"Mmm I'd be happy to lick that juice off, Mrs. Ketchum." Brock offers with a glint in his eye.
"Keep your plow away from my mom!" Ash punches Brock on the face.
Meanwhile, after a quick stop and greeting with Phoebe at the laboratory, which is now headed by Professor Tracy Sketchit, Dust and the others walk through a neighborhood on their way to the outskirts of town to visit Ross at work. "That's where my best friend, Ross lives." Dust points to the house as they walk by.
"How fascinating." Chandler says sarcastically, and then a girl walking out of the house next to Ross's catches his attention. She's pretty with long blonde hair, luscious lips, and a little on the thick side: something to grab on to. "Who is that?" he asks.
Dust turns to see the girl throwing a bag of trash into the trash receptacle. "That's Ross's neighbor and fellow school chum of ours, Veronica. She's quiet and uninteresting. She doesn't fit into our storyline."
"I'd fuck her." Chandler says. "Can I get a fist pump anywhere?" he holds his fist out in between Ashley and Joey. Joey bumps his fist.
Meanwhile, out in the middle of the forest, Gisele has treaded into it. "Saria!" she shouts. She waits for an answer. Nearly thirty seconds pass before music begins to play, and Saria leaps down from his perch on a branch.
"Good afternoon, young lady. Looking for my penis? Just follow the music." Saria lowers the ocarina down to his crotch.
"I don't have time for this. I'm here for Ross's bag. He forgot it the last time he stayed out here." she explains.
"It's probably in the house. I'll lead you." Saria leads her to the house.
Saria stands in the living room, waiting for Gisele to re-emerge. She comes out of Ross's room with a backpack. "I got it. I'll be going now." she walks to the front door.
Saria slides over, obstructing her path. "Why don't we give your vagina a good jabbing first?" he winks, while placing his hand on Gisele's shoulder.
"We've been divorced for like five years, Saria. Getting a divorce while continuing to fuck me would just be too perfect for you. I'm not letting it happen." she says, removing her ex-husband's hand from her shoulder.
"I still don't get the whole divorce thing." Saria crosses his arms.
"You cheated on me. Ten times that I know of." she reminds him.
"They were lost, and crying. They needed comfort. They had voids that needed to be filled." Saria chuckles softly.
"Goodbye, Saria." Gisele walks around him and walks out the door.
Dust and the others approach a Poke'Mart located in between Pallet Town and Viridian City. They walk inside to see Ross behind the counter, wearing an employee's uniform.
"Dusty. What's up bro?" Ross slides over the sales counter and fist bumps his friend. "What's going on, guys?"
"Dust was giving us a tour." Ashley answers.
"How do you guys stay in business way out in the middle of no where?" Joey asks.
"It's simple really. We're the only poke'mart, or mart of any kind that sells poke'juana." Ross holds up a bag labeled appropriately. "Oh dude, you'll never guess what Jessie told me the other day."
"Are you getting promoted?" Dust asks.
Ross smiles "Sort of…" he checks his surroundings before speaking next "she told me that it won't be long until she hits menopause and she really wants to have a baby…and the prospect of fucking her came up. No strings. Just give her a baby. No responsibilities."
"No way. Are you gonna do it? Or do her?" Dust asks, amused.
"I told her I'd have to think about it." Ross answers.
"I'll hit it for you!" Chandler offers.
"Go out and find your own pussy, dude." Ross tells him.
"Ashley." Chandler smacks her ass.
"No!" Ashley slaps his hand away.
"If you're that desperate, you could go to Misty's Brothel at Misty Beach." Ross suggests.
"Bye!" Chandler zooms out of the store.
Ashley rolls her eyes "Boys.."
"What's that sound?" Joey asks, referring to moaning sounds coming from the back of the store.
"Oh yeah." Ross leads them to a door at the back. "We have a deal here. If you make a purchase of five or more dollars…we'll let you use this room. It's popular amongst the kids." Ross opens the door to reveal a teen couple having sex in the missionary position.
A brown haired male and a pink haired female moan as they create friction. Dust nods, and Ashley is stunned. Joey takes out his camera and begins filming. "I'll add in narration later. I'm making a documentary." he whispers.
Well I didn't really like this chapter, but believe it or not it is going somewhere. Stay tuned.
P.S:
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