Together Again; Let's Celebrate!
Bursting out of a dark (and rapidly collapsing) cave into daylight was so sudden that for a moment, Ash couldn't see anything at all. Natural light assaulted his eyes, making them water and blurring his vision.
But he did not care. They were out! They were free! May was with them again! They had made it!
Then, after rubbing his eyes with his sleeve and blinking several times, Ash's vision cleared just enough for him to come to several disheartening realizations.
First of all, May had been running so fast, and her final leap had been so strong, that it had carried all three of them forward a considerable distance through the air.
Second of all, the cave mouth that they had just leapt out of sat atop of a sharp drop-off on the mountainside.
Third, their trajectory was already beginning to taper off. And when it did, they had nowhere to go but down.
Uh-oh.
Ash screamed. Misty screamed. May said nothing.
But she did drop.
The stones of the mountainside rushed up to greet them. This time, Ash didn't even have the chance to relive his life or see everything in slow-motion. He just had enough time to think, Escape from the cave-in to be smashed on the rocks. What a way to go.
But it wasn't. Heat suddenly washed over him, and then they were bounding back into the air, again sailing forward.
"What?!" he cried.
And then down again they went, this time heading for a grove of very prickly pine trees.
And up they went again! This time, Ash managed to see what May was doing.
Every time she came close to smashing to the ground, May would shoot twin gouts of flame out of the soles of her feet, providing enough lift to shoot her back into the air. It was such an insane thing to do that Ash was having trouble believing that she was pulling it off.
"May, are you flying?!" he shouted.
May did not respond, but she did fire off her foot-rockets again, carrying them up another arc.
"This is...more of really controlled and stylish falling!" Misty said, also raising her voice to be heard over the roar of the wind and the collapsing mountain behind them. Then she started laughing.
Again Ash's stomach lurched as May took them for another ride, this time turning a somersault in the air. When the world stopped spinning, he managed to gasp out, "CONTROLLED?!"
Still, May did not respond.
Deciding not to distract her, Ash got a firm grip on his hat, closed his eyes, and prayed that this close escape would not end with the three of them as red smears over the foot of the mountain.
Then, though it was barely audible over the whistling of wind around Ash's ears, he picked up the sound of tiny wings fluttering and frantic, high-pitched squeaking.
Opening his eyes, Ash looked over his shoulder and saw Zubat flying as fast as his wings could carry him, trying mightily to keep up.
He gulped and fumbled around his belt, praying that things would remain steady long enough to pull this off. He managed to get his fingers around Zubat's pokeball, pulled it out, and pointed it right at Zubat.
Unfortunately, right then was when May suddenly rocketed herself back into the air. The recall beam went wide, and Ash nearly dropped the pokeball.
Gritting his teeth, Ash recentered himself, focused on the tiny, fluttering creature, and tried again.
This time, the beam hit Zubat square in the chest. He dissolved into energy that was immediately sucked up by the pokeball. Relieved, Ash replaced it back onto his belt and turned his attention forward.
Just in time to realize that they had reached the foot of the mountain and were rapidly approaching a wide, grassy field containing a sparkling blue lake.
May launched flames from her feet one last time, only this time it was in short, controlled bursts, slowing their descent instead of shooting them back into the sky. However, she seemed to lose control of what she was doing at the last minute, and started to flail her limbs. Ash slipped from her fingers to fall the rest of the way into the grass.
Despite May's best efforts, Ash had the wind knocked out of him upon landing. He gasped painfully as he bounced and rolled his way to a stop. From there he just lay there, concentrating on breathing.
Wow.
They had made it.
Man, I can't wait to tell everyone at home! Ash thought giddily. They'll never believe this! Heck, he could hardly believe it himself!
"Ow," he heard Misty mutter.
Though Ash really wanted to just lay there in the soft grass beneath the nice warm sun a little longer, that small pained cry was enough to remind him that he still needed to see to his girls. Groaning, he shrugged his backpack off of his shoulders and struggled to sit up.
Misty was already pushing herself up with one hand with the other clutched around her waist. It was not hard to see why. There was now a bright pink ribbon of skin all the way over her back, side, and belly, like a really bad sunburn.
That's where May grabbed her, Ash realized. May's whole body must have been superheated. All that being considered, he was really fortunate that she had carried him by his backpack. As painful as that burn might be, it could at least easily be treated with a potion. Ash didn't have that luxury.
The two of them locked eyes, and after realizing that the other was more-or-less okay, their faces both relaxed into relieved smiles.
Then another pained groan grabbed both of their attention.
May was lying face down in the grass, her arms at her side, her cute little butt stuck straight into the air. Steam was rising from her body, and the grass around her was scorched.
Ash had been right; May had definitely been through a hard time. She was covered in dust that her sweat was turning into mud, and there were a number of cuts and bruises all over body.
But she was here. They had found her. Or rather, she had found them.
"May," Misty breathed. She crawled over on all fours toward her lover, desperate to touch her again. Ash did the same. All this time, dark whispers of May's possible fates had been eating away at the back of his mind, to the point where he had half-believed them.
With a groan, May flopped over to her side. Ash reached out for her, only for Misty's hand to suddenly snatch his wrist.
"What?" Ash stared bug-eyed at her in surprise. Why was she stopping him?
But then he got it. Not only was steam still rising from May's body and the grass still being scorched beneath her, but wisps of smoke were rising up around where she lay, and tiny flames were licking at her skin. If Ash were to touch her now, then he would end up scalding his palms.
Misty growled in frustration. Ash knew exactly how she felt. May was back, was right there in front of them, but they couldn't touch her!
"May, wake up," Misty pleaded. "You're okay, right? Please, be okay!"
"Ugh..." May groaned. "M-Misty?" She cracked her eyes open, squinting against the sun.
And then she saw Ash and Misty looking down at her, and she lit up.
"It's you!" she cried happily, lunging toward them with her arm wide open to embrace them.
Misty hastily yanked Ash out of the way before he received what would no doubt have been a scalding experience, and May's arms closed over empty air.
"What?" May gasped. She looked up at them, clearly hurt and confused. "Why?"
"May, you're still burning up!" Misty said hastily. "Look at yourself! You're practically on fire!"
Blinking owlishly, May looked down at her arms and saw the steam rising from them and the scorched grass around her, and it finally clicked.
"Oh crap!" May exclaimed. She looked around wildly until she saw the lake.
Then she bolted for the water, half-running, half-staggering, her feet leaving sizzling prints in the grass.
"May, wait!" Misty called, but it was too late. May had dived right in, sending a torrent of white steam into the air.
Ash and Misty immediately ran after her. May was thrashing in the water, trying to claw her way to shore, but doing a very poor job of it despite being only a couple feet away.
"Dummy," Misty seethed as she and Ash waded in. The water wasn't even deep! She grabbed onto one of May's arms while Ash took the other. Fortunately, May's sudden impulsiveness had done the trick of cooling her down, so they were able to work together to drag her back onto dry land.
May was laid on her back in the grass so the sun could dry her. She was panting heavily, her eyes slightly glazed over, all the strength seeming to have gone out of her body.
"What were you thinking?" Misty demanded. "You know what water does to you! You could've cooled down naturally; it doesn't take long!"
"Yeah, but..." May panted. "I...I wanted..." She slowly lifted one shaking arm. "I wanted to...hug you now."
Ash and Misty exchanged a look. Then Misty shook her head and smiled while Ash let out a chuckle.
"Dummy," Misty said again as she gathered May into her arms and pulled her up into a tight embrace. "You'll never stop giving me heart attacks."
"You're...one to...talk," May murmured as she forced her arms to drape loosely around Misty as well. "Didn't know if...you...were alive...or..."
Her shoulders started to shake, and tears glistened in Misty's eyes as well. Ash moved in, wrapping his arms around both PokeGirls to join the embrace.
"Never letting you go again," Misty said as May cried into her shoulder. "Never again. Was so scared. Missed you so much."
Ash agreed, though the lump in his throat prevented him from saying it. He held tight to the pair, silently thanking each and every deity that might be listening for bringing them back together again. It was okay. They were out, they were safe, and they were all together. It was-
"Wait," Jessie pleaded. "Don't."
Ash felt his throat tighten even more. No. No, he couldn't think about that. May. Focus on May and Misty. Don't think about that ever again.
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"Have I told you how sorry I am?"
Misty winced as Ash moved the potion spray up and down her burn. Beneath the cooling mist, the red stripe of flesh began to fade back into soft pink.
She and May were now sitting side-by-side, letting Ash treat them. Fortunately, most of May's hurts were superficial, and as Ash had already healed Misty from her battle with Jessie (a brief pang of regret sprung up at that memory), all she needed help with was where May's arm had sizzled against her.
As for Ash himself, fortunately his backpack was fireproof, as was most Pokemon trainer gear. But he had issues of his own that were going to need seeing to pretty soon. But first things were first.
As the burn was healed away, Misty laid her head against May's shoulder. "May, you don't have to apologize. You saved us, okay? I can take a little toasting. I'm just glad you're okay."
"Almost wasn't," May said with a shiver. "The way that place was coming down. I didn't-"
Her voice trailed off. She looked up at the mountain.
"May?" Misty said.
May suddenly shook herself, as if shaking off an annoyingly persistent bug. "Well, I came this close to ending up a greasy little smear under some very big rocks, let's leave it at that."
"We all were," Ash said. "Up until you showed up." He looked Misty over, in part to check for any other injuries, but also because he had the naked body of a flushed and sweaty girl sprawled out in front of him, and by Arceus itself, he was going to enjoy!
Catching his eye, Misty smiled and shook her head. "I'm fine," she said. "Go see to your other patient."
Nodding, Ash popped the cap on another potion and gave it a shake as he turned to May. "Okay, are you hurt anywhere?" he said. "Poisoned? Anything like that?"
"Now? No. Was earlier. Not fun, let me tell you."
"Oh, don't get me started," Misty groaned. "I swear, I got poisoned like two or three times in there."
"Right? Isn't it just the worst?" May leaned backed in the grass and let Ash spray her all over. He felt that she was directing his attention toward certain areas despite them having no visible injuries, but he felt that now was not the time to point that out.
"Okay, that tickles," she giggled as the jet of healing liquid passed over her thigh and between her legs. "You know, it looks like I got a pretty nasty gash down there. Maybe you want to...give it a closer look?"
Ash shook his head, but couldn't suppress the smile he felt forming. Yup. She was back. "On your stomach," he said, rotating the can around. "I gotta do the other side."
"That's right; you're an ass man!" May didn't so much turn over as she writhed over, making the simple act of flipping onto her stomach as sensual as possible. Once there, she folded her arms under her chest, propping her up on her elbows, and gave Ash a cheeky look over her shoulder while her legs kicked playfully into the air. "Well, doctor. Am I going to make it?"
"Yeah, you're fine," Ash sighed as he went to work on the few cuts and scrapes that she had on her back. And...her butt. Her nicely round, jiggly butt. That she was swaying back and forth.
"Oh, I know I am." May stuck out her tongue and winked.
"Incorrigible, isn't she?" Misty said as she sat down next to Ash.
"And you wouldn't have me any other way! Though, hey, not to say this medical examination hasn't been fun, but there's still something we need to address." Now fully healed, May swung her legs around to come up into a cross-legged position. "How in the heck are you two still alive? I saw you go over that bridge!"
Ash and Misty exchanged a look and sighed.
After they got done explaining how Tangela had snapped out of her bloodlust just in time to keep them from ending up as a pair of bloody splatters at the bottom of the gorge, they proceeded to tell her about their adventures exploring the depths of Mt. Moon, from having to negotiate their freedom from a colony of hungry Paras and Parasect ("So that's why those guys were so freaked out to see me!" May exclaimed) to being swarmed by Zubats and Misty losing her clothes in the ensuing battle ("On the one hand, more naked is always good," May observed. "On the other, darn it. Those shorts were hot.") to ending up in the sanctuary of wild Pokemon and having to flee when tensions got too hot.
By silent agreement, they both left out anything to do with Jessie.
"Jeez, and you two have been wandering around ever since?" May said. "Sounds awful."
Ash frowned. "Well, to tell the truth, not really?"
"Huh?"
He shrugged. "I mean, don't get me wrong, some parts were horrible! But honestly, a lot of it was actually kind of awesome."
May stared at him as if he had suddenly grown a third foot out of his stomach.
"I mean, I don't know what parts you saw, but we found some pretty cool places down there! Like, there were all these incredible crystal formations, and I'm pretty sure I found the remnants of a lost human civilization!" Having it all collapse around him still hurt him. "Plus, the caves were just...cool, you know?" He turned to Misty. "Hey, remember that hot spring? Right up until those Nidos showed up, it was like our own private resort!"
A small smile tugged at the electric PokeGirl's soft lips. "Yeah. That was...nice."
"And we made a new friend!" Ash showed May Zubat's pokeball. "I'll introduce you to him later, but he's great!"
"Oh. Um, congratulations, I guess."
Feeling bold, Ash then looped an arm around Misty's waist. "Plus, there was...you know."
"You know?" May repeated.
"Um, yeah. You're probably going to love this."
"Do you have to build it up like that?" Misty sighed.
Grinning, Ash turned to May. "Well, I know you think that we're way overdue, but when we were down there, me and Misty finally got over our issues, if you know what I mean."
Groaning, Misty buried her face in her hand. "Ash, I swear, you couldn't make this sound any more cringy if you tried."
"Over your issues?" May said, still being weirdly dour about the whole thing. "You mean-"
Ash couldn't hold it in any longer. "We had sex!" he blurted out. "Last night! And again, first thing in the morning! And several times more! We finally did it; just like you wanted us to!"
He expected May to perk up at that. After all, that was what she had wanted the whole time, right? For them to finally stop dancing around their mutual attraction and just do the deed already, followed by him and May doing the deed as well, and then all three of them together!
But instead, May just stared back at him, her eyes hard and unenthused, her face expressionless. Ash's grin withered and died.
"May?" he said. "Are you-"
"Well, th-that's great," May said, limply gesturing toward them with one hand. "Glad to hear you two had such a great time, making friends with Pokemon and exploring caves and having all the wonderful sex that you shoulda had days ago!"
Ash and Misty both stared. "Uh, May?" Ash ventured.
But May wasn't done. "Meanwhile, I was getting the crap beaten out of me and spent the whole time worried sick, not knowing if you were alive or dead or if I would ever even find out, and to top it off, I threw away the once chance I had to-"
May suddenly inhaled through her nose, her hands tightening into fists at her side.
Then she turned and ran off.
"May!" Ash was about to scramble after her, but Misty shoved him back down.
"No, let me handle this," Misty said.
Ash stared imploringly at her. "But-"
"It's okay, no one knows her better than I do. Plus, you've taken enough burns as it is." Misty smiled as she patted him on the shoulder. "Trust me. I got this."
"Well, if you say so," Ash said as he reluctantly sat back down again.
"I do! Don't worry. She'll be fine."
With that, Misty turned and ran after her distraught friend, leaving Ash to sit and wonder what had gone wrong this time.
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May hadn't gone far. Misty found her sitting on her knees just over a small hill, sobbing into her hands.
That gave Misty pause. She didn't think she had ever seen May cry before. Upset, yes. Angry, definitely. But not cry. Clearly, something had changed.
"May?" she said as she slowly approached.
May angrily shook her head. "Oh, go away."
Misty quirked an eyebrow. Then walked over to sit down next to her.
"May," she said as she laid a hand on May's shoulder. "We really were just as worried about you as you were about us. And we tried really hard to find you! It's not like we were out having a grand old time without you. You know that, right?"
May sighed. "I know, I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you like that. It's just..." Her voice choked again. "I had...a really awful time...and I..."
She burst into tears. Wincing, Misty drew her into a tight hug. May did not like to cry, not even when she was alone. Clearly, the last day had been far harder on her than Misty had feared.
"I'm sorry too," Misty said. "We...probably should've done that better. Ash can be kind of an idiot sometimes..."
"Oh, it's not his fault," May murmured into his shoulder. "He was just excited. And he should be! I just..." She sighed. "I j-just thought you guys were worse off than me. I didn't even know if you were alive or dead!"
"Well, if it makes you feel better, Ash just really likes caves, caught a new Pokemon, and got laid for the first time, so for him, it was more good than bad. But we really did have pretty rotten luck ourselves." Misty considered telling her about Jessie. It would even things up...but no. That wasn't her thing to bring up. She'd have to talk to Ash about it later, though. It was going to come up sooner or later.
"Yeah, that mountain sucked."
"It's okay, it's okay," Misty said, rubbing May's back. "We're together again! And nothing's going to change that."
"Friggin' better not," May growled. "Don't think I can take another one of these."
"I promise, you won't." Misty drew back, but just enough to plant a small kiss on May's lips. A smile finally began to tug at May's lips, and she wiped her tears away and leaned in for another kiss.
The kissing began softly at first, just a moment of shared intimacy and relief at being together again. But nature will take its course, and things began to go deeper. May moaned as she pressed into Misty, her hands roving over Misty's back. In return, Misty slid one hand in between their squirming bodies to cup May's breast.
And with the other, she brought that down in between May's legs.
The feel of May's wet sex against her fingers was comfortingly familiar, something she enjoyed far more often than anyone their age probably should. But the scare of almost losing one another brought a fresh thrill to feeling that moist, pliable flesh squish beneath her touch. May certainly seemed to agree, as her hips began swaying back and forth, grinding her groin into Misty's palm.
Though Misty was doing this mostly for May's sake, she did feel her tightly knotted muscles start to relax and the tension that had built up within her start to ebb away. Being with Ash, being loved by him and submitting to him was fantastic, but she had been aching for May as well. Just as she was Ash's, May was hers, and in a way, she needed May as much as May needed her. She dug into May, tongue probing deeper into May's cooing mouth, hand roughly kneading May's budding breast, fingers squirming their way into her moist, warm pussy.
The last few days had opened Misty's eyes to the joys of being a PokeGirl, especially the irresistible pleasure that came from being owned. But there was also a pleasure that came from owning, one which she was very familiar with. And May belonged to her. May was her property. And neither of them would have it any other way.
May's soft whimpers grew to desperate squeaks. Her mouth still locked with Misty's, she frantically grinded her crotch into Misty, seeking that blessed friction. Misty smiled as hot arousal spurted around her fingers, and she slowly withdrew her hand.
Panting, May slumped forward against Misty. Misty smiled and placed her hands on May's hips to shift her around so that she was sitting in Misty's lap.
"Feel better?" Misty said as she stroked May's hair. It was still dusty and greasy from her trek through the mountain, but Misty didn't care.
"Uh-huh," May said dreamily.
Misty moved in to kiss May's cheek. "Do you want to have sex with Ash now?"
May nodded. "Uh-huh."
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What...what happened?
Where am...where am I?
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Ash didn't know what to think anymore.
May was mad at him. Why? What did he do wrong? Okay, sure, he hadn't been as sensitive as he should have been. But it wasn't like he knew what she had gone through! He still didn't, actually! Besides, she was always the one pushing him and Misty to just bang already, so he thought she would be happy!
But she wasn't. He had upset her. And now he didn't know what to do.
Ash plopped down on the ground with a heavy sigh. Girls. Nothing about them made any sense. And he was just so unbelievably tired. The rush from their escape and subsequent reunion was wearing off, and now everything was catching up to him. All he wanted to do was lie down and let the world go dark for a few-
"Ash? Ash, could you come here?"
Wincing, Ash forced himself to get up. C'mon, just a little longer, then you can nap.
He wearily trekked his way in the direction of Misty's voice, praying that whatever it was that had gotten May upset, Misty had been successful in calming her down. Ash
To Ash's relief, it seemed that Misty had been right. May had been mollified.
Very mollified.
Misty was sitting with her legs spread, and May practically sprawled in her lap, leaning back against May's torso with her own legs stretched out. Misty had one hand laid against May's stomach while affectionately stroking the fire-type's face with the other. There was an air of sensuality around them, a sort of feeling of intimacy that spoke to exactly which methods May had used to comfort her friend. And even if there wasn't, the moisture glistening around May's noticeably swollen pussy and the hazy bliss in her eyes made things clear, as did Misty's smug smile.
At this point, Ash had seen both of them naked almost as often as he had seen them with clothes on. He was getting used to it, as much as he didn't want to.
Still, it was such an unbelievably erotic sight that he had to take the time to stop and appreciate it.
"Hey, Ash," Misty said as she lightly swirled her fingers around May's navel. "May's feeling much better now. Everything's fine."
May slowly nodded. "Yeah," she said, her voice thick with pleasure. "Sorry about that, champ. Didn't mean...ah...didn't meant to take it out on you."
"Oh, don't worry about it," Ash said. "I get it. I'm just glad you're okay."
"I am," May said with a happy sigh. "Boy howdy, I am."
Misty nodded. "So, now that we're all together and on the same page again...Ash. I think you owe May a little something."
What remained of Ash's fatigue suddenly caught fire and burned away to ashes. "Oh?" he said, perking up.
In answer, Misty let her hand slide down to May's groin. With two fingers, she spread May's dripping lower lips wide, exposing her pink insides.
"I'd say our time together basically met the requirements of whatever dibs rule you two had going on," Misty said, her soft lips curving up into a sultry smile. "So, I would appreciate it if you banged my best friend's brains out."
"Oh! O-Okay!"
His heart pounding away in his chest, Ash hastily fumbled with his belt, trying to get it unbuckled and loosened, though excitement was making his fingers uncooperative. Finally, he managed to get it open, allowing him to shuck his pants and boxers with one go.
May's eyes sparkled as Ash's cock sprung up. "Hey, big boy," she purred. "Missed you."
Ash, who was in the process of stripping his gloves off, paused for just a bit. "May, it wasn't that long since you saw my penis."
"Felt like it. Now, are you gonna argue semantics, or are you gonna get down here and plow me senseless?"
It couldn't be argued that May did not have a way with words. Tossing his gloves aside, Ash got down on his knees and scooted in closer. Misty spread her legs wider and reached in to do the same for May, gently moving her arousal-slicked thighs apart.
As Ash grasped his throbbing shaft and brought it in, May pressed her palms against Misty's thighs and pushed herself up a bit. "Been wanting this for a while now," she purred, reaching down to wrap her fingers around his cock.
Ash's loins twitched at the feel of her warm hand. "Me too," he said. "Ever since Viridian City."
A slow, salacious smile spread over her face. "I remember," she said. Still grasping his boyish cock, she guided it forward until the tip was pressing against the slick folds of her nubile pussy. "Now, do as Misty said and blow my brains out!"
Barely managing a nod, Ash firmly grasped her hips and pushed forward.
As expected, the inside of May was much warmer than Misty, but not painfully so. It reminded Ash of lowering himself into a hot tub: a little uncomfortable at first, but as his bare skin got used to the heat, it felt absolutely wonderful. He pushed in further and further, until his balls slapped against her thighs.
"I, uh..." Ash panted. "I don't know...how long I'll be able to last."
Smiling, May reached up to run her fingers through his hair. "That's fine," she murmured as she drew him down. "Just give me whatever you have left."
And then she kissed him.
Melting into her lips, Ash began to thrust in and out, his thighs softly slapping against hers. Everything just felt so warm and soft, from the heat around his mouth and dick, to the inferno building up deep inside of him. Releasing one of her legs, he fumbled around until his fingers were sinking into the mound of one youthful breast.
"That's it," May murmured into her mouth. "That's my champion. Keep going. You got this. You got me. I'm yours. Take me. Claim me. Catch me. I'm yours."
"You sure are," Misty remarked. "Though don't forget who else is on that line of ownership."
"As if I could forget," May said, pulling away just long enough to reach back and give Misty's hair a small caress. "Very happy at the bottom of this totem pole!"
Though he had almost lost himself in the haze of unbridled lust, Ash still noticed something pressing down into May's crotch. Opening his eyes, he drew back just enough to see Misty reaching down around May's body to press her fingers against the bud of the older girl's clitoris. Catching Ash's eye, Misty smiled and began to gently swirl it around.
"I'd say this is a good start," Misty murmured as she leaned in over May's shoulder to capture Ash's lips for a kiss of her own. Her tongue flickered around Ash's mouth, tasting what May had left there.
Then she parted and looked down at her happily cooing friend and pressed her fingers against May's cheek to move her face around so she could kiss her as well.
It was beautiful, watching them make out while Ash kept on thrusting into May. All the heat rose up to climax into a deliciously powerful orgasm, one so strong that it almost kind of hurt, but hurt so good! He cried out as he released spurt after spurt of his seed into her, mixing her warmth with his.
May jerked away from Misty's mouth with a gasp. "Oh!" she exclaimed, her hand flying to her mouth. "Oh! That...That felt..."
"Yeah, Ash here discovered something very important about himself," Misty said wryly. "Specifically, how to ejaculate."
"Woohoo, go Ash!" May cheered. She raised up one hand. "High-five!"
Ash didn't respond. He didn't clap his hand against hers, didn't join in the celebration, didn't lift his head to look at her, didn't even withdraw. He just stayed where he was, hunched over her, breathing heavily.
"Ash?" May said, tilting her head to one side. "You okay, champ?"
In answer, Ash slumped lifelessly to one side. His body hit the grass, and he lay still.
"Ash!"
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What is this place?
How did I get here?
Why does everything hurt?
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"I feel like such a wimp," Ash complained as Misty dumped a bowl of warm water all over his bare back.
"Poor baby," May teased as she knelt down in front of him. "Now, leg up."
Sighing, Ash let her lift up his left leg to start gently scrubbing it with the sudsy washcloth that she had.
"Yeah, Ash, you sure are a lightweight," Misty added as she got down on her knees behind him. "I mean, you only had sex for the first time last night, engaged in what was basically a sexathon ever since, all this on top of frequent brushes with death. Mmmm-hmmm, yup. Total wimp, right there."
Ash rolled his eyes, but he appreciated the support, sarcastic as it might be.
As it turned out, Ash was fine. Mostly. He was just overexerted, overstressed, and overstimulated. He had already been on the verge of total exhaustion when making love to May, and cumming in her had been the final straw on the Camerupt's back to cause his body to temporarily shut down out of self-defense.
Upon him reawakening, they all had decided that it would probably be best to take it easy on the sex stuff for a while and let regather his strength. Besides, even with their seemingly bottomless wells of stamina, both Misty and May were pretty beat as well, so a long rest definitely seemed to be in the cards. But as their trainer was still a vanilla human with a child's constitution, the two PokeGirls had unanimously decided that it was their responsibility to act as his nursemaids and treat him to what they described as a good old-fashioned pampering.
That had made Ash a little nervous. He had reminded them that he was completely wiped out and probably couldn't handle whatever they considered "pampering" to be. They had assured him that he had nothing to worry about, and that they would make an effort to keep things from getting too stimulating.
He doubted their commitment to that reassurance.
As it turned out, "pampering" began with a nice, warm bath. Having May around meant that the fresh lake water that they gathered could be at any temperature that they wanted, so they had helped Ash undress completely, sat him down on the shore, and began to give his tired and aching body a thorough cleaning.
Ash had to admit, while he still had his doubts about his girls' intentions, it did feel nice to just sit back and let them have their way with him. In a purely nonsexual way, of course. Even though they were still naked. Having all that dirt and grime scrubbed away was such a relief, and that hot water mixed with Misty and May's strong fingers digging into his sore muscles felt like heaven.
"You know, I think the flaking's clearing up," May remarked as she sloughed away what felt like an entire layer of skin from Ash's thigh. "I mean, there's still some dead skin, which is a whole lot of yuck, but it's not as bad as it was."
"Well, that's good news," Misty said as she went to work on her exhausted trainer's shoulders. "Don't want him getting an infection. Uh, hey, Ash? I'm going to clean the scratches on your neck, now. But it's probably going to sting."
His eyes closed in bliss, Ash just gave a small nod.
Sure enough, it stung as Misty carefully peeled the bandages away. A moment later she laid the warm washcloth against where the Golbat's claws had rent his skin, igniting hot lances of pain, causing him to let out an involuntary hiss.
Misty paused. "You okay?"
"I'm...fine." Ash forced himself to relax. "Go ahead."
As Misty cleaned and refreshed his dressings, May's fingers accidentally pressed into a bruise on his hip, making him twitch.
"Oof. Sorry about that, champ," she said. "Man, you are pretty banged up."
Sighing, Ash wearily lifted one shoulder in a half-shrug. "Not...as much...as you two. Got off lucky."
"Yeah, but the difference is we can just spray a potion on it and we're good. You holding up so far?"
"I'm fine," Ash assured her. "It's not...that bad." Then, though his neck was still burning, his bruises were still throbbing, and their scrubbing was leaving his skin feeling raw, he felt a small smile begin to perk up. "Actually, it feels...kind of good."
There was a pause, and then Misty sighed. "Oh no. Not you too!"
May started cackling. "Oh, heck yes! That's my guy! Embrace your inner M!"
Frowning, Ash cracked his eyes open. May was doubled over, one arm holding her stomach as she laughed. "M?" he asked.
"She means masochist," Misty explained, sounding exasperated. "As if in, you get off on pain. Like her."
"Darn right!" May crowed, pumping her hand in the air. "And it's your fault, too! I bet you anything that zapping him right when you were making out awakened something in him!"
"Oh, for crying out loud," Misty groaned. "Please, don't tell me that's the case."
Glancing over his shoulder, Ash shrugged and gave her a sheepish smile. "You did jack me off right after," he pointed out.
That sent May into a fresh fit of hysterics while Misty looked like she wanted the Earth to swallow her whole. "Well, I felt bad, and I wanted to make it up to you!"
"And I appreciated it! But it also really hurt, but it also felt really good, so..."
"Oh, we have got to get your stuff back!" May said. "You still got all my bondage gear, right?"
Misty scowled down at her from over Ash's shoulder. "We are not tying our trainer up!"
"Don't knock it until you tried it!"
Sighing, Misty went back to cleaning Ash's neck. "Ash, out of all the fetishes you could've gotten, you went with that," she said as she carefully applied a fresh bandage.
"Hey, it's not so bad!" May said. "He could've been into poop or something!"
Ash was aghast. "Wait, that's a thing?"
Still chuckling, May sat up on her haunches; dipped her cloth into the waiting bucket full of warm, soapy water; wrung it out; and went back to cleaning his front. "Everything is a thing to somebody, Ash! And honestly, you got off easy!"
"Well, we'll just have to get him into something a little less you," Misty retorted. "Now, close your eyes, Ash. I'm going to do your hair."
Amused, bemused, and slightly disturbed, Ash did as he was instructed, and soon was sighing happily as Misty poured more warm water over his head and began running her fingers through the spikes of his hair, digging the suds in.
It felt silly, but Ash couldn't keep from letting out a small moan as Misty's slender fingers ran through his hair and massaged his scalp. It felt like he was being cleansed of more than just dirt and sweat, like so much built-up tension was being scrubbed away. Letting his back and shoulders relax, he leaned back against Misty while May ran her washcloth up and down his arms, just letting them take care of him.
"You sound like you're having a good time," May remarked as Misty poured another bucket of nice, warm water over his head, washing the suds away. "You want I should do your face, or would that be too weird?"
Ash rolled his eyes beneath his eyelids. "Here," he said, holding his hand out. "I can do that much, at least." She handed him the washcloth, and he carefully ran it over his face, scouring it clean.
Finally, the last bit of grime was washed away, as was what was left of his damaged skin, leaving his body stinging, but in a good way. "Okay, hopefully this is one of the last times," Misty said as she got out his antibiotic lotion and squirted it into his palms.
"Oooh, can we do one of those oil massage things?" May said as Misty handed the bottle to her. "Like, have him lie down on the grass, then we squirt it all over ourselves and start rubbing our sweet and sexy naked bodies all over him-"
"May, you already pumped him dry once," Misty told him. "There'll be time for oil massages once he's recovered his strength."
May stuck her lips out in a pout. "You mean you drained him dry," she accused. "I just got the last drops!"
For his part, Ash didn't jump into the conversation, though he couldn't help but smile a little. It was nice having both of them back.
Despite her near-threats of winding him up one more time, May kept it...mostly chaste. Maybe her hands took more time in making sure the lotion was fully rubbed into his slightly twitching dick than she did other parts of his body. But then, Misty's own fingers lingered a bit when she had him rise up so she could get at his butt. Either way, Ash didn't have it in him to protest. Having their firm, strong fingers slather his freshly scrubbed body with the cool cream was sheer bliss. Sighing in ecstasy, Ash let his head dip forward and his eye close, succumbing warm blanket of pleasure that had enveloped him.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands were thrust up under his armpits. "Okay, up you go!" May said as she lifted the very surprised Ash off of the rock.
"Hey, what?" Ash said in alarm. "Where are you taking me?"
"Relax! You were nodding off, so I'm just laying you out to dry!" True to her word, all May did was lay him down in the grass so he was lying back against the rock instead of sitting on it. "There you go! Nice and comfy for your nap!"
Which was true enough. It was much more comfortable than sitting hunched over. However, the ease in which she had manhandled him like that was a little bit embarrassing. "Okay, there's pampering, and there's babying," he pointed out.
Laughing, May straightened up. "Oh, should I breastfeed you, then?" she said, lightly cupping one of her boobs. "Does widdle Ashy want his milky-wilky?"
Ash glowered. Misty sighed.
"Okay, that's enough out of you," Misty said as she firmly grasped May by the ear and dragged her away. "Leave the poor guy alone."
"Hey, where are you two going?" Ash said.
"Getting cleaned up. You had your bath, so now it's our turn."
"Uh, yeah, good thing, too," May said. "Because no offense, Red, but you're smelling kind of ripe."
"Oh, excuse me? I've had at least one bath since this morning. Have you?"
A bath? As if in, the two of them bathing together?
Ash found himself caught in something of a conundrum. On the one hand, he was just so tired, and feeling so incredibly comfortable, so letting himself slip into the warm embrace of sleep sounded really fantastic.
On the other hand, even as drained as he was, having those two bathe each other wasn't something he wanted to miss.
Taking a deep breath, he craned his neck to see Misty and May head toward the lake, hand-in-hand, the late-afternoon sun glistening off of their bare backs and swaying rears. As he watched, Misty knelt down in the shallows, leading May down to lay herself on the edge of the shore, stretching her lithe and supple body out.
Swallowing, Ash closed his eyes for just a second, just long enough to give them some rest.
Suddenly, he felt himself being jostled. "Wha-Huh?" he muttered, blinking blearily up around him.
"Relax, champ, it's just us," May said. She was easing herself down on his left side.
What? Now Ash was confused. "I...Weren't you going to the lake?" Ash asked.
"We did," Misty said as she took the spot to his right. "Now, we're clean, and thought we'd join you."
"Clean. But...Oh." Ash breathed out in disappointment. Darn it, he had drifted off and missed it!
May laughed. "Don't feel bad," she said as she scooted herself over mold herself against his side, draping one leg over his thighs and one arm over his chest. "You'll have plenty of opportunities to go all voyeur on us in the future."
"For now, it's naptime," Misty said as she cuddled up to him as well. Giggling, she leaned in to kiss his cheek.
"Oh. Well, guess I can't complain," Ash yawned. "But, um, I thought we were going to...take it easy...on that stuff..."
Misty laughed again. "Ash, a little skinship doesn't have to be sexual," she said as she laid her head against his shoulder.
"I mean, I think it should," May muttered.
"Yeah, well, you're you. What I'm saying is, sometimes it's okay to just let things be...intimate, you know?"
Intimate, huh? Yeah, that was a good way to put it. A nice soft field, his girls pressed up against him, Ash's bare body still tingling from their ministrations, and nothing out there to hurt them. Yeah, he could get used to this.
With what was left of his wakefulness fading fast, Ash had just enough left in him to stretch his arms out to curve around both Misty and May and bring them in closer. Then, as they all snuggled together, at last sleep took him.
...
Hurts. Everything hurts.
What happened to me? Why can't I remember?
Why does it hurt so bad?
...
"You know, I am feeling a lot better, now," Ash complained. "Because this is seriously getting to be babying."
"Oh, please," May snorted. "Having hot food fed to me by a pretty girl. Oh, how horrid." She twirled hot ramen around the plastic fork she held and brought it to his mouth. "Now, open wide!"
Ash groused, but complied. He was extremely hungry, after all, and as simple of a meal as the bowl of ramen might be, it tasted like a king's feast.
"You might as well just let her," Misty said as she spooned out bowlfuls for herself and May from the bubbling pot. "She'll get bored with her game sooner or later."
Ash rolled his eyes. "Okay, but if she wants me to suck a pacifier, then that's a hard no."
"Why would I need a pacifier for?" May asked. She thumped her chest. "I got these! Offer's still open, by the way."
Ash had woken up from his really good nap to find, to his distress, it was now dark outside, and he no longer had Misty and May sleeping next to him. His panic hadn't lasted long, though, as the pair of them were still nearby, tending a crackling campfire with Ash's makeshift cooking pot bubbling over it, and the rest of camp set up all around him. The two girls had simply woken up first and decided to pitch the tent and get dinner going while letting him sleep. He had been so wiped out that he hadn't even stirred when they carried him from the lake over to where they had set up camp.
Honestly, Ash felt a little bad about not contributing, but not too bad. His nap had done him a lot of good, but he still felt pretty weak and drained, so the decision was pretty much taken out of his hands. All things considered, he would not have been up for pitching the tent in his state, though he was mildly aware that their single sleeping bag was a somewhat problematic situation that they would have to deal with later. For now, he was content to sit warmly by the fire and enjoy some hot food. Credit where it was due: Misty might not have had a lot to work with, but she was good at making a few meager packets of ramen feel like a feast.
However, May still insisted on pampering him, which apparently met literally feeding him. He wanted to reprimand her more harshly, as he was perfectly capable of holding a bowl and spoon, but to be honest, just having her back and happy was enough to indulge in her weird sense of humor for a while.
All in all, things were returning to normal. They were reunited, safe, and out in the fresh air again. Granted, a lot had happened in those caves that was going to have to be dealt with-
Jessie screamed as she helplessly slid down the slope to be swallowed up by the crevice.
-but that could wait! He had his girls. He had his Pokemon. Life was good.
One other change was that the three of them were no longer naked. Ash was fully dressed again, and while Misty and May weren't wearing much, just a tee-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts each borrowed from Ash's pack, it was still more than they had been wearing, which was nothing. Ash honestly wasn't sure how he felt about that. On the one hand, it was an indisputable fact that having pretty girls strut openly about in the nude was a desirable situation, no matter what the circumstances. On the other hand, he was kind of sexed-out, having been thoroughly drained dry.
As May fed him another fork of delicious chicken-flavored noodles, he reflected that it was probably for the best. There was more to going on a Pokemon journey than sex, and it would be hard to prepare for the tournament if they were constantly getting distracted. Besides, there was a time and place for everything, and like May had said, there would be plenty of time for that sort of thing in the journey ahead.
Ash smiled. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun.
"Never thought I'd actually say this, but I was actually getting used to being nude," Misty said as she handed May a bowl of her own.
"I know, right? Once you go bare, it's hard to leave there!" Not bothering with a fork, spoon, or even blowing on the broth to cool it (as if her breath would cool anything), May brought the edge of the steaming bowl to her mouth and started slurping, which fortunately allowed Ash to take over feeding himself.
The broth was soon gone, Ash was about to ask for a refill, but fortunately Misty was already moving to do just that. Nodding his thanks, he twirled another forkful of noodles, blew in it, and slipped it into his mouth. His eyelids fluttered. Oh, it felt so good going down. "Speaking of which, most of our supplies were in your pack," he pointed out when he swallowed. "So we need to find a way to restock soon."
"Ugh, don't remind me," Misty sighed as she sat down on the other side of him with her own bowl. "So was the rest of my stuff. My ID, my badge, my money."
"Gonna be kind of hard to get your gym back without those," May remarked.
Ash and Misty exchanged a look. That was right, they hadn't told May yet! Oh, she was going to be happy to hear this!
"Um, about that," Misty said after clearing her throat.
May must have intuited what had been decided, as she immediately perked up, hope written all over her face.
"You see, when Ash and I were in the caves together, he helped me figure some stuff out..."
"Oh, yeah?" May leaned in, her grin radiant in the starlight.
Misty nodded. "And, uh, plans may have changed a little."
May's eyes sparkled with delight. "Say it."
...
Ow. Hurts. It all hurts so much.
Need to find help. Need to get up and find help.
Need to find...him?
...
A crackling ball of flame shot into the air, trailing sparks and embers in its wake. It sailed up until it reached about thirty feet in altitude, upon which it exploded into a sunburst of multicolored sparks that sparkled in the night sky before fizzing out.
Another soon followed, only this time the sparks formed the words WOO HOO!
"See?" Misty said as she laid her head against Ash's shoulder. "Told you she'd be excited."
"Never said you were wrong," Ash responded. The firework display was dazzling; of that there was no doubt. However, he was starting to grow just a little concerned. "Are you sure this is a good idea, though? I mean, Team Rocket could still be around."
Laughing softly, Misty leaned in, nuzzling her cheek against his own. "I think they got other things to worry about. Let her have this."
The two were sitting cuddled-up to each other, their arms around each other's' waists, watching as May celebrated. Their fiery friend was dancing through the field, shooting fireball after fireball into the sky, each one exploding in a brilliant display. Some were just bursts of color, like a normal firework, while others took on shapes or spelled out words. Ash had to admit, despite his misgivings about their safety, May's skill was impressive.
"I'm just glad she's okay," Misty said. "I don't ever want to lose her like that again."
"Yeah," Ash sighed. "Me neither."
They watched as May continued her explosive celebration. He hadn't expected their reunion to be marked by a fireworks display, but it now seemed only appropriate. It was a fresh start for all of them, after all.
"Hey, Ash?" Misty said. "Did you notice that May never actually told us what happened to her in the mountain? Like, how she got there, what happened to her clothes, and all that?"
Ash's mouth thinned out. "I sure did. Did you see how she was about to tell us, only to suddenly go all quiet and change the subject?"
"I did," Misty said. Shivering, she leaned up against him. "Something bad happened to her in there, didn't it?"
Ash swallowed. "I think so, yeah."
"What do you think happened to those PokeGirls that Brock sent after us?"
"I don't know. But I'm betting that she does." Ash looked up at the moonlit sky. There, beyond the colorful explosions, loomed Mt. Moon. "Should we ask?"
"Maybe. Thing about May is, if she doesn't want to tell you what she's been doing, then you know it's bad. But if we try to press, she might not take it well."
"Well, we should still try! If she's hurting, then we ought to know why, right?"
Misty slowly breathed out through her nose. Then she titled her head to glance up at Ash. "Noticed that you haven't told her about Jessie."
Ash's stomach tightened.
"Are you okay?"
"I...I will be, I guess. I mean, I don't regret it, but..." Ash's fingers were starting to shake. "I...I basically killed her, Misty! She was begging me not to let her go, and I-"
Misty wrapped her arms around him. "It's not your fault."
"It was that she was even there to begin with! If I hadn't been an idiot, then she would be alive, you wouldn't have gotten hurt, and...and Team Rocket wouldn't even have attacked us!"
"Maybe," Misty allowed. "But also, we wouldn't have found out that they were probably the ones who took over my gym, and we would be heading right into their trap right now."
"Yeah, but-"
Misty then took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, silencing him. "Ash, what happened, happened. You did the best you could, and you saved my life, okay? She made her own choices. You tried over and over again to reach out to her, and she kept throwing it back in your face while trying to hurt us. Don't blame yourself for that."
Ash didn't know how to respond to that, so he merely nodded and continued to watch the firework display. One fireball exploded into sparks of blue and yellow, clearly forming the shape of May's nude silhouette, posing provocatively. Misty snickered.
"Wow, she is just completely shameless, isn't she?" Ash said.
"You're just now noticing that?"
Then the next one popped, this one much in the same vein as the one before, except this time it was clearly meant to be Misty, sticking her butt out in a pin-up pose.
"Oh, of course," Misty sighed.
Ash burst out laughing.
Shooting him a sour look, Misty said, "Yeah, yeah, yak it up. But don't get too excited. Because by order of elimination..."
A third silhouette filled the sky, and Ash shut up.
"Wow, it's...she just put it out there," he said in dismay. "It's just there, in the sky, dangling for all to see."
"I think she might have exaggerated the size there," Misty remarked.
"Hey!"
"What? Oh, get over yourself. Seriously, take it from someone who's seen way too many dicks that look like bloated sausages: your little wiener is by far the best one I've seen and the only one I want to see again!"
"Yeah, but..." Ash squirmed in discomfort. "Do you really have to call it that?"
Laughing, Misty gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Seriously, what is it with boys getting all sensitive about their penis sizes? Only other boys care about that! Besides, you don't see me complaining about my flat chest, do you?"
"Yeah, but you're still a kid!" Ash held his hands out in front of his chest, fingers cupping imaginary breasts. "They'll grow!"
Grinning mischievously, Misty laid a hand on his lap. "And so will you, dummy! Or did you forget about that little detail?"
She did have a point, but even so, Ash felt that an additional inch or two would be nice.
Any discussion regarding the hypothetical future size of genitals or breasts was then cut short, as May then unleashed her masterpiece. Namely, a scene that clearly depicted all three of them. With May on her hands and knees in the middle. Misty was kneeling before her, with May's face buried in her lap. Ash was kneeling behind her, doing...the obvious.
Ash felt his cheeks heat up. "Uh...wow."
"Yeah, I think she's getting a little carried away there," Misty sighed.
"Still. Kind of impressive, don't you think? In a really, really perverted sort of way."
"I'm starting to think this is less of a celebration and more of a wish list."
As if to confirm Misty's guess, May then launched into the grand finale. The sky filled with colorful explosions, forming brief outlines of dicks, breasts, pussies, butts, midriffs, legs, and pretty much any body part that May might find alluring. Which was most of them. Accompanying them were loud and joyful words written in the sky, such as YES! and LET'S GOOOOO! and BOW CHICKA BOW WOW!
Finally Misty ended things with a giant, upright cock that erupted into grand explosion that rained red, yellow, green, and blue down onto the celebrating PokeGirl. Now spent, May flopped onto her back in the grass, smoke rising from her arms.
"You okay down there, May?" Misty called.
"I'm good!" May called back. "Just...really, really happy!"
"Was using us for firework porn really necessary?"
"Friggin' yes!"
"Well, I thought it was cool!" Ash said. "Um, really, really lewd and I don't think you had to go quite that far, but it was cool!"
"Just showing my utmost appreciation for recent decisions, champ! Oh, my life is so wonderful right now!"
May returned to them. She was exhausted, out of breath, and now dusted with a light sprinkling of ash, but she was extremely, almost deliriously happy. And how could Ash say no to that?
"Oh, this is a good day," May breathed as she plopped down on the other side of Ash. "Well, night. A lot of the day kind of..."
Ash waited for her to finish the sentence. When she didn't, he frowned and turned toward her.
May's face had gone completely blank. She was staring off into the night, up at the still-smoking spire of Mt. Moon, looming over them.
"May?" he said in concern. He tentatively reached out and touched her shoulder.
May suddenly jerked as if she had been stung. She whipped around toward him, her eyes wide and wild. Ash froze, wondering what was about to happen.
Then May's grin simply reappeared. "Yeah, a lot of today sucked!" she declared. "But once I found you guys, it got good again! Like, really good. Are you sure you're a rookie at this, Ash? Because that was some premium dick!"
"Well..."
"Aw, crap. I got myself all dusty again." May brushed her arms off and wrinkled her nose. "Hey, how about before we hit the hay, you two go and give me a good scrubbing?"
"Uh..."
"Fine, fine. I'll do it myself. Don't get naked without me!"
With that, May rushed off toward the lake, yanking her shirt off as she went. Now deeply concerned, Ash glanced over to Misty. She was staring after May, nervously chewing on her lower lip.
"What was that all about?" he whispered to her.
Misty shook her head. "You're right. Something bad happened to her in there. And we need to find out what."
...
Ash.
That's his name. Ash. Ash can help.
Need to find Ash. Need to find-
Wait.
Who's Ash?
...
Upon entering the tent, a new problem became evident to the trio, not one as pressing as most of the others that they were dealing with, but one that needed solving nonetheless.
There was only one sleeping bag. And sure, it had been proven that two people could fit, albeit snugly, but three was out of the question.
"Huh," Ash said as they all stared down at it. "Well, I guess-"
May held up a finger. "Nope. You're not going to be all gentlemanly and let us have the bag while you rawdog the night. We're sharing. We just need to find a way."
"Rawdog the..."
Pursing her lips, Misty regarded the solitary sleeping with a thoughtful look. "Maybe we can use it as a mattress? It's pretty warm, and with May here..."
"Why don't we open it up first?" May suggested. "That'll make more room."
"Or how about this: we unzip it and use it as a blanket?" Ash said. "I mean, sure, the bottom of the tent isn't exactly a mattress, but it's on soft grass, so..."
"Huh," Misty said, her hands on her hips. "Not a bad idea, actually. Let's give it a shot."
They pulled the zipper down and spread the sleeping bag out as far as it would go. It would still be a little cramped, but they estimated that it would still cover all three. "Okay, this works," Misty said as they all sat down. "I mean, it's only for one night, after all. And we'll be keeping each other plenty warm."
"Sounds like a plan!" May gibed. A radiant smile on her face, she looked from Misty to Ash, her two most precious lovers, and slapped her thighs in excitement. "C'mon, clothes off! Let's get snuggly!"
However, rather than do the logical thing and strip naked for some lovely skin-on-skin, the other two merely exchanged worried looks.
May was confused. What was wrong? It was to be their first night spent as a bonafide throuple! What was the holdup?
"May," Misty said. "What happened to you back there?"
"What?" May scoffed. Who cared? What mattered was what was going to happen here and now!
"You know, you haven't told us how you found us," Ash told her. "Or what happened after we went over the bridge. Or...anything in between."
"I...Wh-What do you mean? None of that-"
Roxanne.
Olivia.
Smiling at her. Comforting her. Protecting her, every step of the way.
Now crying out for her to come back. Mountain coming down all around them. But May doesn't hear them. She just keeps rushing forward and forward, focusing on her friends before her, leaving those two behind to be buried-
May drew in a sharp, hissing breath through her teeth. No. Please, let's not talk about that. Now was supposed to be a happy time!
"May?" Misty said in alarm.
Misty. Beautiful, passionate Misty. Her true love. Her rescuer. Her enslaver. The owner of her heart, the deliverer of her freedom.
Ash. Earnest, compassionate Ash. Her beautiful boy. Her brilliant dumbass. So woefully inexperienced, so incredibly talented.
They shouldn't see her like this. They shouldn't know what she had done, how she had so casually thrown away the lives of the only two grown-ups who had ever been decent to her without a second thought-
The sobs bubbled up, the tears broke free, and the shame bore down on May's back, doubling her over as she cried.
They were at her side in an instant, wrapping their arms around her and smothering her with their love. Letting out a hiccupping sob, May grabbed onto them both, clinging to them for dear life.
"It's okay, it's okay," Misty said as she stroked May's hair. "We're here. Whatever those monsters did to you, we'll be here to-"
Shaking her head, May choked out, "No! I-It's not that!"
"What?"
"I-" Oh, this hurt so much. "It's not something they did, it's something I did!"
"May, what are you talking about?"
"I left them! Roxanne! Olivia! I just left them!"
"Brock's PokeGirls?" Ash said.
Nodding miserably, May forced herself to straighten up, though she didn't release her hold on them. "They were with me. Every step of the way. They helped me, they protected me, they saved me time and time again! And I just left them in there! When everything was coming down, they were still only thinking of protecting me!"
Fresh tears welled up, and she buried her face into Misty's shoulder. "But I saw you two, and I didn't even think about them! I just left them to get buried! I finally meet some actually decent grown-ups, and I left them to die!"
Ash laid a hand on her back. "May, c'mon. You were just trying to save us. And you did! You can't blame yourself for that."
May scoffed. "You don't get it! I was a total jerk to them, but they never stopped looking after me or tried to stop me from searching for you! Even when Team Rocket beat me senseless, they found help and brought me back! When I was out of my mind with worry, they had sex with me to calm me down, even though they didn't want to! Or, um, Roxanne didn't, anyway. When we got captured by Team Rocket and barely escaped, they always thought of me first! Even when the whole place was coming down on our heads, all they thought about was protecting me! Like, they were going to dig out a bunker to keep us safe. But I didn't even think about saving them! I just left them to get buried, like a coward!"
"Um, a bunker?" Misty said.
May sighed. That was what she was choosing to focus on? "Yes! I guess it's a rock-type thing. Or a ground-type, I don't know!"
Ash and Misty both frowned, their gazes flitting toward one another. May was getting frustrated. Here she was, pouring her heart out to them, and they were just, what, confused?
"Uh, May?" Ash said at last. "You're upset that a couple of incredibly strong rock-typed PokeGirls, trained by the region's rock-type Gym Leader, had a few rocks fall on them?"
May stopped sniffling.
"Right after they told you that they deal with that thing all the time, and already had a plan to wait out the cave-in?"
May blinked. She drew back and wiped her eyes.
Shaking his head, Ash laid a hand on May's shoulder. "May. I get it. But you know they're probably okay, right? I mean, they're probably not super comfortable, but I really doubt they're seriously hurt. If at all."
"I, uh..."
Misty let out a soft laugh. "May. I know you're more experienced at this PokeGirl thing than I am, but I literally have to study PokeGirls of all types for my job. So trust me: they're fine."
"They are?" Then May frowned. Actually, now that they said that out loud, they did have a point. If someone threw her into a burning furnace, then sure, it wouldn't be great for her health, but it wouldn't be like her life was in any danger. Wasn't this the same thing.
The more she thought about it, the more silly she felt for getting upset. Of course those two wouldn't be threatened by a few falling rocks! They probably bench-pressed several tons a day as part of their training! Having cave-ins dropped on their heads was probably a normal part of their conditioning.
"Hang on. You're right," May said, smacking herself in the head. "What am I saying? Psssh, as if a few falling rocks could even get a scratch off of those two!"
"There, you see?" Misty said with a small smirk. "You dummy. You were really worried about them, weren't you?"
"Yeah," May admitted. "I mean, they were...I mean, they are pretty cool. And they really helped me a lot."
Misty shrugged. "Well, we're sure to wind up in Pewter City again sooner or later. Just make it up to them when you see them again."
Pewter City. That was right. May wondered if now was a good time to pass along Roxanne and Olivia's offer of taking the three of them under Brock's wing until things were safer. Recent events did make that a tempting prospect.
Later, she resolved. That was a decision that could be made later. For now, all three of them were too wound up and wiped out to make a major decision like that.
"So," Misty said, her smirk growing into an outright grin. "You really got to have sex with them?"
At this, May couldn't help but smile as well. "Oh, right. Yeah. See, I was...kind of a mess and was on the verge of going completely barking crazy. And, well, you know what the best way to comfort a PokeGirl is."
Her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief and interest, Misty leaned forward. "How was it?"
"Amazing," May sighed. "I was so helpless in their hands. They ravaged me in ways I didn't even know were physically possible. I basically passed out like Ash here when they were done, and could barely walk afterward. Most of the bruises Ash had to spray off of me were because of them."
Misty glanced over to the enraptured Ash, who was listening with wide eyes and pink cheeks. "You hear that, Ash? We've been one-upped. Got to step up our game."
"Wh-What?" Ash sputtered. "You expect us to compete with them?"
"You know what they say, champ," May said, playfully (and very gently) socking him in the shoulder. "Shoot for the moon!"
"Or, shoot in your moon?" Misty suggested.
"That's the spirit! I wanna be absolutely ruined by the time the tournament rolls around!"
She grinned, or at least tried to. It withered quickly, either way. "But that still doesn't change the fact that I abandoned them."
"To save our lives," Misty said. "Because you did, you know."
"Seriously, we were seconds away from being smooshed," Ash added. "If you hadn't gone for us when you did, we'd be very dead."
They were right. As much as leaving Roxanne and Olivia behind ate at her mind and heart, not acting like she did would have been so much worse.
"Have I ever told you guys how much I love you?" May said with a very relieved sigh.
Misty gave her a small peck on the lips. "Many times. But don't let that stop you."
Then Ash reached down and pulled his shirt off. May's brow rose as his sweet little body was uncovered. He then went for his belt, pulling it off and shimmying out of his jeans.
Misty did the same, yanking her own shirt off in one smooth motion before shifting over to shuck her boxers.
"Much better," May said, giving them an appreciative look as they stripped their clothes off. "Much better."
She moved to pull her own shirt off, but they were already moving in to do it for her. Good. She much preferred it this way. May lifted her arms, letting Ash grab onto the shirt's hem and pull it fully over her head while Misty seized the waistband of her boxers and tugged them down over her legs.
Now in her most natural state, May moved toward one side of their makeshift blanket, but then Ash wrapped his fingers around her arm, stopping her. "Nuh-uh," he said. "You're in the middle."
"Huh?" Now May was confused. "Why me? Don't you own us both? Shouldn't you be in the middle?"
"That's right. I do. And you had a really bad day. So, I say you're in the middle tonight. That's an order."
Misty then hugged her from behind, lightly wrapping her arms around May's middle while resting her chin on May's shoulder. "You heard the man. Tonight you're going to sleep surrounded by us both. Get used to the idea."
May felt her lower lip quibble. "Thanks, champ," she whispered, moving in to give Ash a loving kiss.
...
Why can't I remember? What happened?
Where is Ash? Who is Ash? Can he help?
I need...I need...
...
Even unzipped, the sleeping bag made for a poor blanket, and the bare ground of the tent made for a poor mattress, but the three children were so exhausted that none of them cared. They all snuggled warmly together, May and Misty facing one another with their limbs entwined, while Ash held May from behind, his body curving against hers.
To be honest, Ash preferred this over all the soft mattresses and feather pillows in the world. It was barely even sexual at this point. Sensual, yes. Affectionate, definitely. But most of all, it was intimate. And it was comfortable.
Ash smiled as May wriggled her way deep into his arms. She turned her head to favor him with a warm smile over her shoulder and leaned her neck back to give him a goodnight kiss. Then she turned back to kiss Misty as well. Ash's hand found Misty's over May's thigh, and their fingers wrapped together.
God, those two were just so adorable. Ash could watch them all day. Come to think of it, he now could, as well as join them whenever he wanted!
Except, no, he couldn't afford to get too caught up in that. He was still a Pokemon trainer, and tomorrow he was going to get back to Pokemon training. They still had to figure out where Misty's stuff had gone and make plans for Cerulean. And after that, well, they had the entirely of the Kanto region to have fun together. And hopefully, that would be the last that they ever heard from Team Rocket-
All the nastiness was gone from Jessie's face, and what was left was a terrified young woman, one who was only there in the first place because of Ash's mistakes. She reached out with the hand that Ash had just released as the remains of the ledge gave way beneath her, and she began to slide back into the abyss.
"Ash!" she cried out, eyes begging him for help, a desperate PokeGirl pleading with her trainer to not abandon her.
Then the abyss swallowed her, and she was gone.
Ash felt his throat tighten. He did not envy what May had gone through, but in a way, she was luckier than he. Because Roxanne and Olivia were almost certainly all right, and May would likely see them again one day.
But Ash couldn't say the same. He had let Jessie die. Yes, she had been a terrible person, but he hadn't wanted her to die.
Swallowing back the lump in his throat, he pressed himself against May's naked back and tightened his hold on her. He had made so many mistakes ever since fleeing Pallet Town, but if he could only take back one of them, it would have to be not turning Jessie in to the police when he had the chance. If he had, she would still be alive, and her screaming face wouldn't be burned into his memory.
...
I need...need to find...
Wait.
Who...Who am I?
...
A/N: Oh gee, I wonder who that could possibly be?
Well, the gang's back together, which means they finally get a healing chapter, full of hugging, kissing, crying, and fucking, as nature intended. And they deserve it, after being separated for...
A little under one in-story day.
Huh.
Well, I guess Mt. Moon sits on top of fucking Namek!.
Also, on a barely related note, let's just assume that Pokemon trainer backpacks use some kind of pokeball-esque technology to haul around all that gear and not worry about how Ash is lugging all that stuff around.
Also, May is a fucking proper name, you stupid spell-check! Stop telling me not to capitalize it!