DEDICATION: This is to you WiIld Growlithe. Its fun talking to you and I
know you despise Brock with an undying vengnce, so this is for you. Try to
hurry with your Time and Space story though! Anywayz, I highly suggest
reading Wild Growlithe stories. She's a great author.... almost as good as
I am in fact! Hehehehe
AUTHOR NOTE: This is Chapter 2A. Its what happened to Brock during Chapter 2.
DISCLAIMER:: A long time ago. In a galaxy far far away.... I own Pokemon. Yep! Its true! I own it just as much as I own all of Germany and the planet Mars. For those who dont get sarcasm, I dont, but I will one day! I NEED SCISSORS! 61!
Now onto "Brock's Adventures In Prision!"
Brock noticed Misty and Ash leave the center and smiled to himself. It was about time. Now he could get back to flirting (harassing) with the cute Nurse Joy.....
"Hello Nurse Joy," Brock said openly drooling. "You are looking lovely as always. I can name a few things we could do together."
"Uhhh... thanks... " Nure Joy said stepping back and sweatdropping. "I think... Can I help you with something?"
"Yes. You can fix the void in my heart thats been yearning for you."
Nurse Joy sighed. She'd heard about this eyeless womanizing freak from her relatives.
"Look Squints," Nurse Joy said nastily. "First off you look like a Baboons ass. Second you smell like one to. Third I ONLY DATE PEOPLE WHO HAVE EYES!"
Brock stared in confusion. "So... What are you trying to say? You want me up your...."
Nurse Joy cut him off with a frustrated scream. She looked like she was about to walk away, so Brock took a step forward. Unfortunutly he tripped over his sleeping Geodude. Brock fell into Nurse Joy and grabbed onto her in a failed atempt to stay up.
Brock landed hard, then noticed something in his hands. It was Nurse Joy outfit. Brock looked up and saw that this Nurse Joy wasnt a Joy of panties either. The naked Nurse Joy ran off screaming while Brock just stared dumbfounded.
While Brock oggled the fleeing Pokemon Nurse, a trainer called out an Ivysaur and had it use sleep powder.
"Get that Rapist!" the trainer snarled.
Before Brock could answer he was asleep. Two hours later he groggily woke up.Brock tries to move his arms, but he had handcuffs on. He then noticed Officer Jenny and smiled.
"Handcuffs," Brock purred looking into Jennies eyes.. "Kinky."
Officer Jenny gasped in shock and disgust and hit Brock over the head with her club. An hour and a half later Brock woke with a nasty headache in the back of a police car. Brock sat up and saw he was outside the local prision.
"Whats going on? Brock wondered looking at the prision with a feeling of fear. "What happened? Howd I get here?""
Before Brock could wonder anymore, two burly cops in pink pulled him out of the Cop Car. Brock grimaced in disgust as both of the cops groped him. He then noticed Officer Jenny glared angrily.
"All right Chuck and Billy," Jenny said. "I can take it from here.'
The two nodded and gave Brock one last grope. Officer Jenny then hit Brock with her nightstick for the hell of it. She then drug Brock into the prision. Brock shuddered as he felt every set of eyes focus on him, or to be more specific, Brock's ass.
"Get in there!" Officer Jenny yelled pointing at one of the cells.
Brock sighed and headed in, but tripped again. His faces landed in Officer Jennies breast. She yelled in disgust and punched Brock in the kidney before clubbing him in the neck with the nightstick and storming off. Just then BRock noticed a chant starting.
"Candyboy! CAndyboy! CANDYBOY! CANDYBOY!!"
Brock looked around nervously. He noticed his cellmates slowly circling him. Brock started sweating and took a few hasty steps back. Each of the inmates smiles grew bigger and bigger.
Suddenly there was a rattling at the cell. Everyone turned to see a cop opening the door.
"All right everyone," the cop called. "Time for lunch. Todays selection is Hot Dogs with fruit cocktail."
All the prisionors charged torward the slop hall. Brock sighed in relief and slowly followed. He got his lunch and stared at it miserably. Brock then looked around.The place was crowded with inmates eagerly devouring the hotdogs and cocktails while staring at each other with a strange gleam in their eyes..The only seat open was infront of a big, burly, bald Russian guy with several ruts in his head and a thick mustache. With a frown Brock sat in front of him.
"Hey Candyboy," the Russian said staring lustily at Brock.
"Ummm... My name is Brock."
"Not anymore Candyboy."
Brock started squirming uncomfortably in his seat. The Russian was still staring at him, and was now licking his lip. He then glanced down at Brocks lunch.
"You gonna be eating that hot dog?"
"Of course. Its lunch," Brock said nervous at the sudden change in conversation.
The Russian laughed and grabbed Brocks hot dog. He put it to his mouth and slowly sucked it in and swallowed the whole thing without chewing. The Russian then slowly slipped his Hot Dog into Brocks bun with a loud squishing noise.
"You can keep your cocktail for now Candyboy. I'll take it later."
Brocks eyes widened and he got up. He then slowly started to back up, but backed right into a Japanesse prisioner. Brock whipped around nervously to see the Jap eating a hot dog. Brock saw a line of men starting to form and quickly ran over.
"YOUR COCKTAILS MINE CANDYBOY!" The Russian yelled.
Brock was now quivering in fear, but followed the line. To his horror it led to the shower room.
"Its going to be all right," Brock said quietly to himself. "Nothing will happen."
Brock got naked and walked in. He flinched seeing hairy fat guy ass. BRock quickly went to one of the spickets and let the water flow, trying to ignore the stares at his ass and crotch.
Suddenly, Brock heard a faint tap from a corner. Every inmates head snapped to see soap on the ground next to a pasty, skinny looking guy. He was obviosuly a new inmate to. The skinny guy wimpered and nervously bent over to pick up the soap. All the other prisioners flowed over and circled him. Brock couldn't see what was happening, but he heard the skinny guys screams, other grunting, and a squishing noise. Brock started for the exit just as the Russian came in.
The Russian looked Brock up and down with a sickening smirk. He then whipped Brock with a towel.
"See you later Cowboy."
Brock quickly got out of the shower.
He tried to hide, but Chuck and Billy found him. After another severe groping, Brock was thrown back into his cell. Brock was alone for a few hours, pondering the fate of his ass. He grimaced as his fellow inmates returned. Brock was then horrified seeing the Russian was among them.
The inmates slowly formed a ring around Brock. They then started chanting 'Candyboy'. The Russian stepped forward with a smirk.
"Okay Candyboy. Its playtime."
Befor Brock could argue or say anything, his pants and boxers were ripped off. He was then shoved onto the bed and the Russian stepped forward without pants.
"No fair..." Brock whimpered. "This shouldn't be happening to me. This is James kind of thing! Not mine...."
Suddenly Brock heard a collective gasp and everybody steped back Also he heard heads snapping to attention and alot of whispering. Brock turned and saw everyone in the prision was staring at him in shock. Brock managed to pick up a few comments floating around.
"James!"
"Sweet Jimmy."
"Candy Corn."
"Y-y-you guys know James?" Brock stammered.
"James is a legend among us," The Russian said crossing his arms and tilting his head back as he thought with a smile.. "Tightest SOB ever. You could bang and slam for hours, but it would shrink right back to its original size."
"Of course these guys would know James!" Brock thought. "He packs more fudge than a Swedish chocolate factory worker."
"Sweetest Flower you'll ever know.." The Russian said nodding his head.
"Mmmmmm..." Many of the inmates agreed, remembering the blue haired rascal.
The Russian eyed Brock up and smiled.
"Well you have quite a reputation to live up to now Candyboy."
The Russian and the inmates starting advancing slowly. Brock whimpered and backed into the corner. Suddenly the cell door slammed open and the warrden stepped in.
"OK FAGGOTS, BACK OFF! SOME RUNT AND RED HEAD ARE HEAR FOR YOU. THEY MADE BAIL."
"WHAT?!" The Russian gasped.
Brock cried in joy and ran out of the cell. He went to hug the warden, but got Pistol-whipped for his troubles.
"GET YOUR DAMN PANTS ON BOY!" The Warden bellowed. "I DON'T WANNA SEE THAT!"
Brock nodded and quickly applied pants. He then noticed something was missing.
"Where are my boxers?"
Brock turned and saw The Russian sniffing Brock boxers. Brock backed away.
"On second thoughts... you can have them."
BRock walked down the corridor hearing various mutters of disapointment. Soon he was in the lobby and saw his saviors, Ash and Misty.
"Let's get the hell out of here!" Brock yelled.
Before he could move, Chuck and Billy ran up.
"Say Brock...." Billy said. "You said you know James right?"
Umm... Yeah..." Brock said nervously.
Chuck handed him an envelope. "Can you give this to him?"
Brock looked at the envelope, then at Chuck and Billy.
".....Ok......."
"Thanks alot!"
Brock turned and felt two hands smack his ass. With a yelp Brock ran out the door to Ash and Misty.
Later they were walking down the road when Ash smiled and looked at Misty. She gave him a slight nod.
"So Brock.... how was prison?"
"Shut up Ash," Brock muttered.
Ash snickered.
"So.... Umm... Brock," Misty said casually. "Did they take your SWEET VIRGIN ASS?"
"SHUT UP!!!!!" Brock screamed covering his ears.
"We're just asking if they violated your butthole," Ash said innocently.
Brock punched Ash in the kidney hard. Ash double over in pain, but still laughing.
"Chill out Brock," Misty said soothingly. "It's not his fault they plucked your Rectal Rose!"
"THEY DIDN'T PORK ME!"
"It happens to alot of inmates..." Misty started, but couldn't finish because she was laughing to hard. Brock shoved her into a bush.
"Did it hurt?" Ash asked laughing. "You didn't except right?!"
Ash fell to the ground in laughter. Brock roared in rage and kicked him in the head and ran off. A few minutes later he noticed something in his pocket.
"What the..."
Brock pulled out the envelope. Out of curiosity he opened it and removed the contents.
Ash and Misty were looking for Brock when they heard his ear-shattering scream. They quickly ran over and saw Brock sobbing while curled in the fetal position under a tree. A few feet away was an envelope with a few pictures next to it. Ash and Misty picked them up.
They were pictures of nude Chuck and Billly in several erotic positions.
"So Brock, decided to keep a souveneir?" Misty and Ash asked laughing hysterically.
Brock just sobbed.
AUTHOR NOTE: This is Chapter 2A. Its what happened to Brock during Chapter 2.
DISCLAIMER:: A long time ago. In a galaxy far far away.... I own Pokemon. Yep! Its true! I own it just as much as I own all of Germany and the planet Mars. For those who dont get sarcasm, I dont, but I will one day! I NEED SCISSORS! 61!
Now onto "Brock's Adventures In Prision!"
Brock noticed Misty and Ash leave the center and smiled to himself. It was about time. Now he could get back to flirting (harassing) with the cute Nurse Joy.....
"Hello Nurse Joy," Brock said openly drooling. "You are looking lovely as always. I can name a few things we could do together."
"Uhhh... thanks... " Nure Joy said stepping back and sweatdropping. "I think... Can I help you with something?"
"Yes. You can fix the void in my heart thats been yearning for you."
Nurse Joy sighed. She'd heard about this eyeless womanizing freak from her relatives.
"Look Squints," Nurse Joy said nastily. "First off you look like a Baboons ass. Second you smell like one to. Third I ONLY DATE PEOPLE WHO HAVE EYES!"
Brock stared in confusion. "So... What are you trying to say? You want me up your...."
Nurse Joy cut him off with a frustrated scream. She looked like she was about to walk away, so Brock took a step forward. Unfortunutly he tripped over his sleeping Geodude. Brock fell into Nurse Joy and grabbed onto her in a failed atempt to stay up.
Brock landed hard, then noticed something in his hands. It was Nurse Joy outfit. Brock looked up and saw that this Nurse Joy wasnt a Joy of panties either. The naked Nurse Joy ran off screaming while Brock just stared dumbfounded.
While Brock oggled the fleeing Pokemon Nurse, a trainer called out an Ivysaur and had it use sleep powder.
"Get that Rapist!" the trainer snarled.
Before Brock could answer he was asleep. Two hours later he groggily woke up.Brock tries to move his arms, but he had handcuffs on. He then noticed Officer Jenny and smiled.
"Handcuffs," Brock purred looking into Jennies eyes.. "Kinky."
Officer Jenny gasped in shock and disgust and hit Brock over the head with her club. An hour and a half later Brock woke with a nasty headache in the back of a police car. Brock sat up and saw he was outside the local prision.
"Whats going on? Brock wondered looking at the prision with a feeling of fear. "What happened? Howd I get here?""
Before Brock could wonder anymore, two burly cops in pink pulled him out of the Cop Car. Brock grimaced in disgust as both of the cops groped him. He then noticed Officer Jenny glared angrily.
"All right Chuck and Billy," Jenny said. "I can take it from here.'
The two nodded and gave Brock one last grope. Officer Jenny then hit Brock with her nightstick for the hell of it. She then drug Brock into the prision. Brock shuddered as he felt every set of eyes focus on him, or to be more specific, Brock's ass.
"Get in there!" Officer Jenny yelled pointing at one of the cells.
Brock sighed and headed in, but tripped again. His faces landed in Officer Jennies breast. She yelled in disgust and punched Brock in the kidney before clubbing him in the neck with the nightstick and storming off. Just then BRock noticed a chant starting.
"Candyboy! CAndyboy! CANDYBOY! CANDYBOY!!"
Brock looked around nervously. He noticed his cellmates slowly circling him. Brock started sweating and took a few hasty steps back. Each of the inmates smiles grew bigger and bigger.
Suddenly there was a rattling at the cell. Everyone turned to see a cop opening the door.
"All right everyone," the cop called. "Time for lunch. Todays selection is Hot Dogs with fruit cocktail."
All the prisionors charged torward the slop hall. Brock sighed in relief and slowly followed. He got his lunch and stared at it miserably. Brock then looked around.The place was crowded with inmates eagerly devouring the hotdogs and cocktails while staring at each other with a strange gleam in their eyes..The only seat open was infront of a big, burly, bald Russian guy with several ruts in his head and a thick mustache. With a frown Brock sat in front of him.
"Hey Candyboy," the Russian said staring lustily at Brock.
"Ummm... My name is Brock."
"Not anymore Candyboy."
Brock started squirming uncomfortably in his seat. The Russian was still staring at him, and was now licking his lip. He then glanced down at Brocks lunch.
"You gonna be eating that hot dog?"
"Of course. Its lunch," Brock said nervous at the sudden change in conversation.
The Russian laughed and grabbed Brocks hot dog. He put it to his mouth and slowly sucked it in and swallowed the whole thing without chewing. The Russian then slowly slipped his Hot Dog into Brocks bun with a loud squishing noise.
"You can keep your cocktail for now Candyboy. I'll take it later."
Brocks eyes widened and he got up. He then slowly started to back up, but backed right into a Japanesse prisioner. Brock whipped around nervously to see the Jap eating a hot dog. Brock saw a line of men starting to form and quickly ran over.
"YOUR COCKTAILS MINE CANDYBOY!" The Russian yelled.
Brock was now quivering in fear, but followed the line. To his horror it led to the shower room.
"Its going to be all right," Brock said quietly to himself. "Nothing will happen."
Brock got naked and walked in. He flinched seeing hairy fat guy ass. BRock quickly went to one of the spickets and let the water flow, trying to ignore the stares at his ass and crotch.
Suddenly, Brock heard a faint tap from a corner. Every inmates head snapped to see soap on the ground next to a pasty, skinny looking guy. He was obviosuly a new inmate to. The skinny guy wimpered and nervously bent over to pick up the soap. All the other prisioners flowed over and circled him. Brock couldn't see what was happening, but he heard the skinny guys screams, other grunting, and a squishing noise. Brock started for the exit just as the Russian came in.
The Russian looked Brock up and down with a sickening smirk. He then whipped Brock with a towel.
"See you later Cowboy."
Brock quickly got out of the shower.
He tried to hide, but Chuck and Billy found him. After another severe groping, Brock was thrown back into his cell. Brock was alone for a few hours, pondering the fate of his ass. He grimaced as his fellow inmates returned. Brock was then horrified seeing the Russian was among them.
The inmates slowly formed a ring around Brock. They then started chanting 'Candyboy'. The Russian stepped forward with a smirk.
"Okay Candyboy. Its playtime."
Befor Brock could argue or say anything, his pants and boxers were ripped off. He was then shoved onto the bed and the Russian stepped forward without pants.
"No fair..." Brock whimpered. "This shouldn't be happening to me. This is James kind of thing! Not mine...."
Suddenly Brock heard a collective gasp and everybody steped back Also he heard heads snapping to attention and alot of whispering. Brock turned and saw everyone in the prision was staring at him in shock. Brock managed to pick up a few comments floating around.
"James!"
"Sweet Jimmy."
"Candy Corn."
"Y-y-you guys know James?" Brock stammered.
"James is a legend among us," The Russian said crossing his arms and tilting his head back as he thought with a smile.. "Tightest SOB ever. You could bang and slam for hours, but it would shrink right back to its original size."
"Of course these guys would know James!" Brock thought. "He packs more fudge than a Swedish chocolate factory worker."
"Sweetest Flower you'll ever know.." The Russian said nodding his head.
"Mmmmmm..." Many of the inmates agreed, remembering the blue haired rascal.
The Russian eyed Brock up and smiled.
"Well you have quite a reputation to live up to now Candyboy."
The Russian and the inmates starting advancing slowly. Brock whimpered and backed into the corner. Suddenly the cell door slammed open and the warrden stepped in.
"OK FAGGOTS, BACK OFF! SOME RUNT AND RED HEAD ARE HEAR FOR YOU. THEY MADE BAIL."
"WHAT?!" The Russian gasped.
Brock cried in joy and ran out of the cell. He went to hug the warden, but got Pistol-whipped for his troubles.
"GET YOUR DAMN PANTS ON BOY!" The Warden bellowed. "I DON'T WANNA SEE THAT!"
Brock nodded and quickly applied pants. He then noticed something was missing.
"Where are my boxers?"
Brock turned and saw The Russian sniffing Brock boxers. Brock backed away.
"On second thoughts... you can have them."
BRock walked down the corridor hearing various mutters of disapointment. Soon he was in the lobby and saw his saviors, Ash and Misty.
"Let's get the hell out of here!" Brock yelled.
Before he could move, Chuck and Billy ran up.
"Say Brock...." Billy said. "You said you know James right?"
Umm... Yeah..." Brock said nervously.
Chuck handed him an envelope. "Can you give this to him?"
Brock looked at the envelope, then at Chuck and Billy.
".....Ok......."
"Thanks alot!"
Brock turned and felt two hands smack his ass. With a yelp Brock ran out the door to Ash and Misty.
Later they were walking down the road when Ash smiled and looked at Misty. She gave him a slight nod.
"So Brock.... how was prison?"
"Shut up Ash," Brock muttered.
Ash snickered.
"So.... Umm... Brock," Misty said casually. "Did they take your SWEET VIRGIN ASS?"
"SHUT UP!!!!!" Brock screamed covering his ears.
"We're just asking if they violated your butthole," Ash said innocently.
Brock punched Ash in the kidney hard. Ash double over in pain, but still laughing.
"Chill out Brock," Misty said soothingly. "It's not his fault they plucked your Rectal Rose!"
"THEY DIDN'T PORK ME!"
"It happens to alot of inmates..." Misty started, but couldn't finish because she was laughing to hard. Brock shoved her into a bush.
"Did it hurt?" Ash asked laughing. "You didn't except right?!"
Ash fell to the ground in laughter. Brock roared in rage and kicked him in the head and ran off. A few minutes later he noticed something in his pocket.
"What the..."
Brock pulled out the envelope. Out of curiosity he opened it and removed the contents.
Ash and Misty were looking for Brock when they heard his ear-shattering scream. They quickly ran over and saw Brock sobbing while curled in the fetal position under a tree. A few feet away was an envelope with a few pictures next to it. Ash and Misty picked them up.
They were pictures of nude Chuck and Billly in several erotic positions.
"So Brock, decided to keep a souveneir?" Misty and Ash asked laughing hysterically.
Brock just sobbed.
