Chapter 2257 - Poke Slave 2

Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!"

"Pikachuuuuu!" she cried, releasing a powerful surge of electricity.

The attack hit the orange haired girl who was fishing, her body shook violently as the shock ran through her. "Aaaahhhhhh... S-stop... aaahhhhhh..." Her screams echoed through the forest, fading into the distance.

When the lightning stopped, she collapsed on the ground, unconscious. Her clothes were slightly burned and thin wisps of steam rose from her skin.

Ash approached Misty.

Pikachu dashed ahead. She stopped near Misty and spotted the 3 red-and-white Poké Ball. Quickly, Pikachu grabbed them with her small paws, mouth and rushed back to Ash.

"Pika!" she cried, as she held up the Poke Balls.

"Good girl," Ash said, patting her head.

Pikachu wagged her tail happily. "Pikapi~"

Ash didn't wait. He gathered Misty's Poké Balls and stored them securely in his system's storage space.

With that done, he no longer had to worry about her Pokémon coming out to interfere.

He was also about to withdraw Pikachu into her Poké Ball, but Pikachu quickly dodged the beam of pink light.

"You don't want to go in?" Ash asked, a little surprised.

"Pika!" she nodded firmly, indicating that she preferred to stay out.

Ash sighed. He knew well that Pikachu wanted to have sex with him too, but he obviously couldn't do that with her.

He looked into Pikachu's eyes. They were wide and shining with a hopeful, pleading light, as if saying, Please, let me stay out.

With another deep sigh, he finally nodded.

"But you must not interfere, okay?"

"Pika!" She nodded happily, moving to the side to give Ash space. She settled down to watch him with the unconscious Misty, her eyes curious and attentive.

Next, he took out a special rope he had received as a reward in the Newbie Pack from his system and used it to tie Misty up.

She was dressed in her usual outfit:

A yellow crop top

Red suspenders over her shoulders

Blue shorts

Red and white sneakers

Underneath, she wore a simple blue bra and matching underwear.

Ash didn't hesitate. He moved quickly.

He first reached for Misty's red suspenders, unbuckling them with a soft click.

The straps slipped from her shoulders and slid down her arms like silk, pooling at her elbows.

His pulse quickened; the sight of her exposed collarbones already stirring heat below.

Next, he gripped the hem of her yellow crop top. In one quick motion, he dragged it upward, the fabric clinging briefly to her curves before sliding off.

Her blue bra came into full view: simple, tight, holding her small breasts, the fabric stretched just enough to show her soft, young shape.

A clear tan line sliced across her flat stomach, abruptly giving way to the untouched pale skin usually hidden beneath her clothes.

Ash's breath caught in his throat. She's beautiful.

His fingers trembled as he grabbed her strapless blue bikini top, smooth fabric stretched tightly over her chest. He pulled it up slowly, it was rolling as it moved over her small, firm breasts.

When the top came off, it revealed a sharp tan line, below her collarbones. Above it, her skin was tanned; below, pale and flawless, like fresh milk.

Her nipples were small and pink, standing out against the creamy white skin. The cool air touched them instantly, hardening the delicate buds into stiff little points.

Ash swallowed hard, his cock twitching at the sight.

So small... so perfect...

Her breasts were small enough to fit perfectly in his palm, firm and soft, begging for his touch.

He could already imagine how those sensitive nipples would feel between his fingers: soft, sensitive, and untouched.

Misty remained unconscious, her chest rising and falling in a shallow rhythm. He knew he had to move fast; if she woke up, he would have to knock her out again.

His fingers found the button of her blue shorts. With a quick flick, it popped open.

He pulled the shorts down her hips, past the curve of her thighs and down her long, toned legs.

The fabric caught on her sneakers for a moment before he pulled them free and tossed them aside.

Next, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her matching blue panties.

He pulled her blue bikini bottoms down her legs, exposing her completely.

A small patch of bright orange hair sat above her slit, the same color as her ponytail hair.

Her pussy was pale pink and tightly closed. The skin around it was pure white, a stark contrast to her tanned thighs.

Ash's cock hardened in his pants at the sight. Look at that virgin pussy, he thought. It was small, pink, and wet with sweat. Her inner lips were soft and slightly swollen.

She was now completely naked except for her shoes and socks. His hands were itching to grab her hips, spread her legs, and bury his face between them.

It would be so soon, he promised himself. I'm going to touch every inch of her.

With that thought, he took out a rope and a mouth gag in the shape of a pokéball.

The gag had been a useful purchase from the system shop costing 50 points. It not only blocks the sound effectively but also has a strange, additional feature.

The device was designed like a Poké Ball's release mechanism. If you placed the button side on someone's mouth, a strange, soft tentacles would extend and begin to explore. They would stroke and dance over every part of the tongue.

However, if you simply placed the smooth, rounded back against their mouth, it would function just like a normal, gag.

Delia had described the feeling to him. She said it was like being kissed deeply by him.

But instead of one tongue, it felt like several small tongues were moving inside her mouth at once.

They were all licking, swirling, and caressing hers in a relentless, overwhelming rhythm.

The sensation was so intense it forced moans from her throat.

And the louder she moaned, the faster the tentacles would move.

Ash pressed the black ball between Misty's lips, forcing her mouth open.

He pulled the leather straps tight behind her head and buckled them securely.

Saliva immediately began to pool in her mouth.

A thin, shiny trail was already leaking from the corner of her stretched lips.

"Mmmph~~"

He quickly tied her legs up high and wide. Her knees were bent and pulled toward her shoulders.

Each ankle was tied to the same-side of the wrist of her hand. Forcing her into a folded, open position.

The ropes were tight, holding her legs apart and lifting her hips off the grass.

A single rope ran from the knot at her back, up between her legs. It pulled her pussy lips apart. The rough rope rubbed directly on her clit and slid between her wet folds. Every movement made it rub against her.

"Nnngh~~~ ahh~~~?" she whimpered into the gag.

Her breasts were pushed upward. The ropes squeezed them together, leaving red lines on her skin.

Her stomach trembled.

She was completely folded and spread open, utterly helpless. The rope between her legs was now slightly wet. She tried to move her hips, making the rope shift again.

"Mmmph~~ahh~~"

Her eyes opened as she felt a strange sensation below. Her vision slowly cleared. Someone was looking down at her.

Misty's eyes opened. She looked around and saw a boy the same age as her.

She remembered him. He was the one who had said....

Ash saw she was awake and smiled. "Hello, Misty."

She remembered the past incident clearly. He had said those same words before. Then, when she had turned around, a bright Thunderbolt had hit her.

Now, fully conscious, she tried to form the words. Why? Why would you attack me like that? What did I ever do to you?

But no voice came out.

She tried to move, but her body wouldn't obey.

She could only feel the ropes holding her tight and the gag stifling her cries. Her struggles were limited to faint twitches and the frightened movement of her eyes.

A wave of fear washed over Misty as she realized something else.

She could feel the cool air all over her body...

She was completely naked.

Her wrists were tied tightly to her ankles in front, pulling her body into a tight, folded position. Her legs were also forced apart and tied wide, leaving her completely exposed and helpless.

Ash looked at the struggling Misty and smiled. "So you are finally awake, Misty," he said. "Don't worry.

Just cooperate with me."

He held up a hand, showing five fingers. "I will have sex with you five times. After that, everything will be fine."

He looked at her intently. "I hope you will cooperate." As he spoke, he pulled his pants down, revealing his hard cock. A drop of precum was already glistening at the tip.

Misty trembled, a low, "Mmm~ Nnn~" escaping as she tried to speak and struggled weakly against the ropes.

Her eyes were wide with fear, finally understanding what was happening.

This boy was about to rape her.

She turned her head, desperately looking around for any possible help.

But what she saw only made her heart sink faster.

Only Pikachu was nearby, watching intently.

Its face was lit with a mix of satisfaction and desire, a look that seemed to say it almost wished it was in her place.

Ash knelt down, his fingers touched her pussy.

It was noticeably smaller and tighter than Daisy's or Delia's. The delicate pink labia was framed by her orange pubic hair.

Though he preferred clean pussies, it was understandable. After all, trainers who spent a lot of time in

the wild, away from cities, couldn't always maintain perfect hygiene.

Misty wanted to scream "Stop..." as he took out his cock. She was knowledgeable enough to understand what was happening. At first, she felt a mix of shyness and fear.

But when his fingers touched her there, that private place where no one had ever touched her before, her whole body flinched.

Her eyes grew wide, becoming watery as she felt his hand rubbing over her most intimate area, examining it. Her face showed a pained expression, a mixture of violation and helplessness.

Ash looked down at Misty, a sly grin on his face. "My, my, Misty. It seems you've been a bit neglectful with your personal hygiene, haven't you?"

A hot wave of shame washed over Misty. It's not my fault! she screamed internally.

She'd been traveling through the wilderness for days, constantly on the move and unable to find a proper city or Pokémon Center to rest and clean up properly.

The journey had left her no time or privacy for such things.

Ash continued, "But I don't mind it much. I do want to taste the natural you."

His hand moved to her thigh, feeling the firm, defined muscle beneath the soft skin and the powerful legs of a swimmer.

He applied gentle pressure.

Then, he bent his head down, his face pressing against the soft skin between her legs.

Misty saw his face moving lower and her mind screamed in protest. No... wait... stop... Please, not there... it's dirty....

Her desperate plea was trapped, coming out only as a strained "Mmm" only.

Ash had reached his destination, her slightly damp, curly hair tickling his nose.

Sniff.

He took a deep breath, taking in her scent.

"Mmm," he mumbled, his voice muffled against her skin. "You smell like a forest after the rain... earthy and clean.

He sniffed again, lower. "But here... it's sweeter."

Misty's face flushed a deep red. She knew about sex, of course, but she never imagined someone would actually... sniff her there, especially when she felt so unclean.

Then she felt something far more intimate.

His tongue slid out, delivering a wide, wet stroke that parted her pubic hair and pressed firmly against her most sensitive skin.

Ash tasted the distinct, musky-sweet flavor of her, that was purely unique to Misty.

Her whole body shook. A low sound, 'Mmmnn~", was the only noise that escaped her lips.

Soft, strange tentacles pushed into her mouth. It felt like many tongues were licking and kissing her all at once.

Her hips jerked, trying to pull away from the intense feelings. It was a deep violation, a weird sensation happening both between her legs and in her mouth, and it terrified her.

But her body was betraying her. Waves of unwanted pleasure began to mix with her fear.

Meanwhile ash lips found her clitoris, forming a tight seal around the sensitive bud. He began to suckle and lick with a focused rhythm, his tongue exploring every fold and outline of her vulva.

Then, the tip of his tongue pressed slowly into her vaginal opening, delving deeper as she grew wetter. His tongue moved in shallow thrusts, mimicking the act of sex, while his lips continued to work on her outer lips.

Inside, she tasted richer, a tangy and earthy essence that made him drink more deeply. He pressed his tongue against her upper wall, searching for the spot that would make her tremble.

His efforts continued for almost a minute. Her hips suddenly bucked against her will.

"Ahhhhhhhh~~' The sound escaped as a flood of her release gushed out.

Ash drank every drop of the salty-sweet juice as she climaxed against his mouth.

Misty's mind went blank as a sudden wave of pleasure overwhelmed her. Her eyes rolled back, her face flushed a deep red. Her breathing came in low gasps.

The tentacles in her mouth moved even more wildly, drawing out her pleasure.

Ten seconds later, Ash lifted his head. His lips were glistening with her release. A few strands of her orange hair were stuck to his wet lips.

He smiled, rubbing his lips. "That was some delicious juice."

About 2 months ago, Ash had been experimenting with the system's limits. As dumb system didn't explain everything clearly.

While testing it, he realized he rarely needed to drink water anymore. The fluid that came from a woman's body was somehow better for him. His body had adapted to it easily, requiring less of it than regular water.

He had been confused at first, but the result was all that mattered.

He looked down at Misty. Her body was still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax.

"You liked it, didn't you?" he said with his usual smile. "Now you're going to like it even more."

He positioned himself at her entrance. "This may hurt at first," he warned, "but it will soon get better."

With that, he pushed his cock inside her.

. . .

Nearby, our dear Pikachu watched the scene unfold with keen interest, like she was watching a live porn.

Her small hands were busy between her own legs, rubbing her wet pussy as she moaned softly.

"Pika... Pi- kaaa~" she cried out, as if saying, "Ash... ahh~ keep going... keep going... She was completely lost in the fantasy.

In her mind, she imagined it was Ash's fingers touching her, bringing her this pleasure.

-x-X-x-

"Ahhhhhhhh~" Misty screamed as Ash pushed fully inside her.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as Ash filled her completely, her body trembling from the unfamiliar invasion.

As her hymen gave way, a thin trickle of blood mixed with her growing arousal, marking their joined bodies with the proof of her lost innocence.

Ash let out a deep groan. "Nngh- Misty, you're so tight..."

He knew she was a virgin, and claiming her innocence sent a powerful surge of satisfaction through him. It was the pure excitement of being her first.

Her inner walls clenched around him like a tight fist.

Her pussy was warm and wet from her earlier climax, but it was still a tight fit.

He continued to push forward until his hips were pressed against hers.

The tip of his cock hit her cervix with each thrust.

Misty's face was flushed, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and discomfort.

Tears welled in the corners of her eyes.

She wanted to scream, ahhh, it hurts... but her voice was completely blocked by the gag.

The tentacles in her mouth continued to move wildly, stroking her tongue and the roof of her mouth.

The confusing mix of pain from below and the relentless stimulation in her mouth left her overwhelmed.

Ash pulled back slowly, then thrust forward again. The wet sound of their joining filled the air with every movement, her arousal glistening on his skin.

With every deep thrust, he reached the deepest part of her. A powerful mix of pain and pleasure surged through her depth, overwhelming her senses.

Misty's tears fell silently. She had always dreamed of giving her virginity to someone special, someone who would treasure the moment. Now it was gone, stolen by a stranger.

Rage boiled inside her. I'll kill him. I'll make him pay.

But the thought shattered, mmm~ He drove in again, ahh~

Ash saw the tears. He slowed his pace.

"Hey, don't cry," he murmured. "It'll feel good soon. Just breathe."

He leaned in close, his face just inches from hers. Misty could feel his warm breath on her skin as his lips brushed against the gag covering her mouth.

She tried to turn away, but the ropes held her firmly in place. Fresh tears streamed down her cheeks as her mind raced with panic.

No, don't... Her silent plea was shattered by another deep, forceful thrust that made her body tremble once again.

His tongue moved slowly across her face, tasting her tears. "Salty," Ash murmured softly.

Misty felt the violation sink deeper. He wasn't even letting her cry in peace.

His tongue continued to lick around her slowly, brushing her earlobe, biting it gently. He whispered, "Don't worry, you'll feel good soon. Trust me."

While saying that, he pushed back inside once more. This time deeper. The tip pressed firmly against her cervix.

Then, with slow, deliberate pressure, he forced the tight cervical walls to stretch open and pressed into her uterus.

A sharp, burning pain shot through Misty's body as he forced his way past her final barrier, stretching her far beyond what she was ready for.

Ash maintained a steady rhythm, withdrawing partially before pushing back into her warmth with a soft, wet sound.

Each deep thrust sent a wave of intense pressure through her deepest parts.

A visible bulge moved across her lower stomach with every movement, just above where their bodies joined, as her small pussy struggled to accommodate his size.

A tearing pain shot through her as Ash pushed past her cervix, invading a place no one should ever reach, her uterus.

Ahhh~ you bastard... it hurts so much ahhh, she sobbed silently, unable to even scream as the tentacles moved more wildly.

Fresh tears streamed down her face while the unbearable pain consumed her.

His hand slid up, cupping her small breast.

The skin around her breast was soft, pale, and faintly flushed. His thumb and index finger closed around her small, pink, stiff nipple.

He held gently at first, then rolled it between his fingertips, slow circles, pulling lightly, kneading the tender tip with deliberate care.

A sharp whimper escaped her as a fresh wave of pain spread from her womb. Yet at the same time, a spark of unexpected pleasure shot from her nipple where his fingers worked. The conflicting sensations left her trembling and confused.

It still hurts deeply, but after a few minutes, maybe five, maybe ten, the sharp sting of pain inside her began to fade.

Her body, against her will, was slowly starting to respond.

Her arousal grew with every steady thrust. Ash noticed her hips twitch, her walls fluttering. He grinned, hips moving faster, harder, chasing his own edge.

Her thoughts dissolved into pure sensation. Ahhh, my nipples... my pussy... everything's happening at once.

Pleasure washed over the pain. Her face burned crimson, eyes fluttering shut, jaw going limp beneath the gag.

Mmmm-I'm cumming... her mind screamed as she could no longer hold back. Her body trembled violently, thighs shaking and toes curling. Her inner walls pulsed around him in tight waves, pulling him

deeper as her climax took over.

Ash groaned. "So tight... this feeling..." He thrust deep one last time."I'm cumming!" he murmured.

Hot semen filled her womb in thick waves after waves, Misty moaned, "ahhh, so hot... my stomach... why is it so hotttt..."

Fifteen seconds later, he eased out with a wet pop, cum trickling from her stretched opening.

Ash rubbed his hand over her thigh.

"Taking a virgin always feels... special,' he murmured, voice low with satisfaction. That first tight grip, the way they break open for you, nothing else could compare.

Misty's senses slowly returned.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she remembered the Cerulean Gym... her sisters... and the words she had declared while leaving: "I won't return until I become the greatest Water Pokémon trainer!"

Now she lay bound, her legs forced apart, his white stuff leaking from her violated body. She stared through her tears at the man who had raped her, who had stolen her innocence.

Rapist. Monster. I hate you.

Seeing her tears and the anger in her eyes, Ash gently wiped a thumb across her cheek.

"Don't cry, Misty. I know this is difficult to understand right now, but trust me. After four more times together, everything will become clear. You'll see this is for the best."

Misty's mind screamed in protest.

Why is he being gentle now? The sudden kindness after rapping her made her cry even harder, the confusing contrast somehow hurting more than the physical pain.

If only he hadn't raped her. Maybe, slowly, they could have become friends. Maybe they could have even fallen in love. But all of that was destroyed now.

Hearing his last words, "four more times" her eyes widened in horror. No... is he insane? If you do this four more times, I will...

She shook her head weakly, not trusting a single word this monster said.

Ash pushed into her again. Her body was more prepared now, stretching to accommodate him easily.

Her inner walls welcomed him, still warm and tight around him.

He fucked her twice more without pulling out, cum mixing inside her.

With each of his movements, thick white semen mixed with her own arousal was forced out from where their bodies joined.

The creamy mixture began to drip down, tracing the curve of her ass.

It slowly trailed downward, eventually hitting the ground beneath them.

The fluid soaked into the grass, covering the green blades and making them glisten happily as it provided both moisture and nutrients.

Her small nipples stood hard and red, marked with fresh purple bruises.

Dark marks bloomed across her pale skin, decorating her breasts, neck, and inner thighs where he had sucked and bitten.

They were proof of his rough, possessive touch. Sweat coated her body, strands of hair stuck to her face, her chest heaving with each breath.

Ash pulled out with a wet sound, his cock glistening with their mixed fluids. He smiled at the sight of Misty's flushed face and happy blissful eyes.

"See? I told you it would feel good," he said. "Now, time for anal."

Misty, who had just caught her breath, felt her mind scream in protest.

Nooo~ not there not my anal~!

But her cries were trapped behind the gag as Ash began turning her over for anal sex.

-x-X-x-

Ash started to turn her over but stopped, realizing her face would be pressed into the ground.

Misty felt a moment of relief, thinking he had changed his mind. But she was wrong. She watched as he brought out a bed and laid it on the grass.

"Don't worry," he said with a gentle smile as he lifted her. "This time the ground won't hurt you."

Misty was confused by his sudden concern. Why was he acting like he cared now?

The rough ground was nothing. The real pain was him raping her, him taking her virginity, him destroying any feeling of safety.

Her thoughts spiraled into self-blame. Why did I leave home? Why was I fishing here alone? She started questioning if this was really her fault, she thought as her eyes filled with tears again.

After placing her on the bed, he began adjusting the ropes to secure her in a new position.

Misty was positioned on her stomach in a doggy-style pose, knees bent sharply with legs folded beneath her.

Her ankles were bound tightly to her wrists behind her back, the rope pulling her limbs together and forcing her hips to arch upward, lifting her butt high off the bed.

With her face pressed into the bed and legs spread wide apart, she was left completely exposed and immobilized once again.

"I know it seems strange that I'm still tying you up, Ash said as he finished adjusting the ropes.

He noticed she was still very sad, with tears falling from her eyes. Although he didn't know the reason, he still tried to comfort her as best he could.

"But there's a reason. After five times, it will all be your decision, I'll remove the ropes then. I just needed to adjust your position so you'll have the best experience."

Misty was confused as she noticed how he positioned her gently and spoke softly while tying her up again.

She still tried to struggle, but it was pointless. For some reason, she just couldn't find any strength in her body.

Why is he being nice again? The question filled her with confusion and fear. If he wants to rape me, why not just do it? Why does he have to say all these things? Why this cruel act of caring?

Tears streamed from her eyes as the questions raced through her mind. Was he really telling the truth? Would he actually let me go after five times?

As Misty was lost in her thoughts, Ash's gaze was fixed on her anus.

The small, tight opening seemed to pulse with a life of its own. The delicate anal hole trembled with each of her rapid heartbeats.

It slowly opened and closed with her shaky breaths.

The skin of her butt was a soft, pale white. In the very center, the small ring of muscle was slightly pink.

It was positioned close to her other entrance, which was still wet and slightly stretched from their recent act. A mix of their fluids glistened there.

Ash admired the view. Her anus was much smaller and tighter than any he had seen before. The pale, untouched skin was a stark contrast to her tanned body.

The sight alone was enough to make him hard.

"Your anus is so small and cute, Misty, he murmured, his voice soft. "I'm going in now."

Misty, who had already accepted her fate, was ready, but she didn't expect what "going in' meant.

With that, he pressed his face against her, spreading her butt cheeks apart and burying his face between her soft cheeks

A wave of pure shame and disgust washed over her. No... you can't... Not there... her mind screamed. Being penetrated was one thing, but this felt even more degrading and perverted. The thought of him putting his mouth there was unimaginable.

As Ash pressed his face closer, the mixed scents of her arousal and the grass filled his senses. But beneath it all was her unique fragrance: the clean scent of lake water mixed with the sweet hint of wild berries.

He had realized that almost everyone he had tasted was surprisingly clean and pleasant. It made sense, in the Pokémon world, most people lived on a diet of fresh berries and natural foods, especially when traveling in the wild.

His lips parted and his tongue emerged.

He wasn't doing this just for fun. Over the past three months, he had learned from Daisy and Delia that a first anal experience was always painful unless done carefully.

They had taught him to prepare the area properly, to use saliva to wet and relax the tense muscles first.

Though, he didn't need to do that now, as they usually wore a plug to stay ready. But Misty's back entrance was still untouched.

His goal was to make the eventual penetration easier for her, to minimize the sharp pain.

His tongue moved in slow, wide circles around her back opening. He kept this up for over ten seconds, enjoying the warm, sweet and salty taste.

Then he pressed the tip of his tongue harder against the tight ring of muscle. He did this for a full minute until the muscle began to relax.

He kept repeating the pattern: lick, circle, and press. The ring of muscle grew softer and wet.

Finally, he pointed his tongue and pushed slowly.

The tip slipped past the tight outer muscle. He slid about an inch inside.

He held his tongue there, feeling her warmth. Then he gently rolled the tip inside.

A soft, deep warmth spread inside her, a feeling she had never experienced before. A shiver of shame ran through her body. She hated it... Why did this disgusting act feel so good?

She tried to scream, struggling to form the words, "Mmm~ no... don't... if you continue ahhh~"

The gag in her mouth shot out thin tentacles that slid over her tongue, stroking it without stopping.

Her cry turned into wet "hmmmmm~"sounds as drool soaked the gag.

Ash continued for another full minute. Her inside was now slick and hot against his tongue.

He slowly pulled his tongue out. As it left, her anus clenched instinctively, with a soft, wet "pop~", his tongue left her body and a thin strand of saliva stretched between them for a moment before breaking.

The sudden emptiness made her quiver, leaving behind a warm, wet feeling, a confusing mix of deep shame and a sense of relief.

Ash looked at her dripping pussy and wet anus, a satisfied smile forming on his lips. "You enjoyed that, didn't you?" he murmured, making Misty blush with shame.

She wanted to scream, No... it's just sweat and your saliva..., but the words were trapped in her throat.

"Now, let's try a finger in your ass," he said in a comforting, gentle tone. "It might hurt at first, but it'll feel good soon."

He pressed a fingertip against her anal. The hole gave way easier than before, but still gripped like a hot rubber band.

The finger slowly slid in. Her inner passage clenched hard around it.

A sharp gasp caught in Misty's throat,

"ahhhh~ it hurts... take it out..." As compared to the soft, warm tongue, the finger felt hard and rigid, like a stick pushing in.

Her body trembled, a futile attempt to pull away from the burning stretch. Tears welled in her eyes as her muscles fluttered helplessly around the base of his finger.

"Still tight," Ash said softly.

He didn't stop.

He pushed slow but steady.

First knuckle.

Second knuckle.

The entire finger slid inside.

Her inner passage squeezed the entire length of his finger.

When he reached the wider space beyond the tight anal canal, he paused. He could feel her rectum muscles clenching and pulsing around him.

"Still so tight and warm," he murmured. He gave a gentle twist, waiting until he felt her tension ease slightly before he began to move.

Misty shook her head hard, fresh tears streaming down her face as she screamed, Ahhhhhhhhhh~

The tentacles pushed deeper, one even reaching the back of her throat and making her suffocate.

Saliva dripped from the gag as her eyes rolled back, her juices dripping more freely onto the bed.

Ash began moving his finger inside her, sliding it slowly in and out while gently twisting it from side to side.

For a full minute, Misty felt the hard finger moving within her, the relentless motion sending waves of sharp sensation through her body.

"Better," he said. "One more check."

He slowly pulled his finger out, then coated two fingers with saliva and pushed them inside.

Her muscles stretched to accommodate the two fingers.

Misty's body went rigid. "Mmm~~~~"she cried into the gag as a sharp pain spread through her.

Ash stopped, feeling her tighten around him. "Easy and relax, Misty," he said softly, putting a warm hand on her butt and stroking gently.

He waited about twenty seconds. Misty's breathing steadied and the muscle gradually loosened.

He slid both fingers in fully, moving from the anal canal into the rectum. It was warm, soft and slick inside.

For the next minute, he repeated the same motion:

Twist left.

Twist right.

In and out.

Slow and steady.

Finally, he withdrew his fingers. Her back entrance quivered and tightened. "Good girl," he said. "It should be ready now."

Misty breathed heavily, her face flushing at his words.

Ash shifted behind her, his hard cock pressing against her.

He placed the tip at her opening and pushed gently.

Misty's body jerked. "mmmmmm~ A sharp pain burned through her. Tears streamed down her face.

The tentacles pushed deeper into her throat blocking her voice.

He pushed slowly past the anal canal into the rectum. The tightness eased a bit as Inside felt wider and smoother.

Misty continues to cry as pain increases.

He continued pushing. "Ahhh... so tight," he groaned.

Ash could feel that despite all his efforts, Misty's anus was still very tight, perhaps because she was still developing.

Then he pulled back an inch and pushed in again. Slow thrusts followed, in... out... His lower belly brushed her butt cheeks with soft thumps while his balls swung lightly, tapping her wet pussy lips.

After some time, Misty's sobs slowed and her hips twitched, soon her pussy squirted fresh juice that dripped down her thighs soaking the bed.

Feeling her arousal, He thrust faster and deeper with smooth slides into her.

Misty's body slowly gave in. She could now feel his warm cock moving inside her, rubbing against her anal walls. Her mind started to accept this new weird sensation, "ahhhh~ mmmm~"

For five more minutes, the rhythm continued. Below, her pussy clenched in a series of involuntary spasms, releasing another wave of arousal wetting his balls.

But the more sign came from her other entrance, her anus pulsed around him in quick, distinct squeezes before finally relaxing its grip.

A low groan escaped from Ash's chest.

"Misty... you feel that?" he murmured, his voice strained. "Your body is trying to milk me dry."

Feeling her tight squeezes, Ash knew he was getting close.

Misty's tired mind could barely process his words. Before she could even form a thought, Ash began moving faster.

He picked up the pace. The sound of his hips meeting her skin sharpened into a steady rhythm... "slap... slap..." as his movements grew more urgent.

Misty moaned into the gag as the tentacles slowed their dance. Her body rocked with each thrust while pleasure built low in her belly.

Ash was getting close. He grabbed her short ponytail, pulling her head back to arch her body.

A sharp pain shot through Misty's scalp as her neck strained uncomfortably. Her vision blurred from the forced position.

"I'm close, Misty," he whispered.

He drove into her five more times, each thrust growing more forceful, more penetrating than the last. The final push, the head of his cock hitting against the deep, inner wall of her anal.

Misty's body shook uncontrollably. A deep, cramping pain spread through her womb.

Her passage clenched tightly around him in a final, reflexive spasm. The overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure made her feel like she was about to collapse.

But Ash held her firmly, his cock still buried deep inside as he reached his climax.

A hot release filled her, wave after wave. Her body continued to squeeze him, warmth flowed into her. A deep heat pooled in her lower belly.

The feeling of being so completely filled was overwhelming. Her inner muscles fluttered around him on their own, squeezing and releasing as the last of his warmth emptied into her.

Misty felt a deep warmth spread low in her belly, full and wet.

Ash breathed heavily as he pulled out. "Misty... you were really tight," he said with a smile.

Her anus gaped slightly before white thick fluid began to leak slowly onto the bed.

He rested for a moment, giving her time to relax while his cock remained half-hard. "One more round," he said. "You'll love this."

Soon he slid back in, her anal passage now slick and welcoming.

Ash was now enjoying himself, no longer feeling the initial tightness. His cock moved smoothly.

Misty, in her half-conscious state, began to find this round strangely enjoyable. Her body started to move on its own, her hips shaking slightly to take his cock deeper.

Seeing her reaction, Ash smiled. He raised his hand and delivered a sharp smack to her soft butt cheek, turning the pale white skin red.

Misty jolted at the stinging pain, "Mmm~" her body clenching tightly around him in response.

The sudden squeeze drew a low groan from Ash, who began moving with more power.

The sharp "slap... slap..." of his hand against her skin mixed with the wet sounds of their bodies. Each impact sent a strange mix of sting and pleasure through her, pushing her muffled cries louder. "Mmm~ ahhh~"

After a while, Misty climaxed once more, and feeling her peak, Ash reached his own limit.

"I'm coming... haaa" Ash groaned as he held her hips and pushed deep inside.

A final, drawn-out moan escaped her "Ahhh~" as another wave of her release gushed out, soaking his thighs and the bed beneath them.

As he finished, a soft chime echoed in his mind, a system notification.

A bright red mark briefly glowed on Misty's skin, just below her navel, before fading to a black as he withdrew.

-x-X-x-

Pikachu lay completely drained on the grass, her small body still shaking from her own repeated releases,

Her eyes looked dazed and distant, her mouth hanging open a little as she breathed heavily. Her cheeks, normally bright with energy, were flushed a deep red.

The grass around her was wet and sparkling with electricity, making the whole area feel warm and tingly.

. . .

Misty had gone unconscious, her body finally giving out after being pushed to its limit.

She had likely climaxed half a dozen times or more, the sheer sensory overload finally pulling her into a deep, unresponsive sleep.

Ash looked down at her. Her face was streaked with dried tears, her eyes swollen and red. A thin line of saliva had dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the bed.

Her body was a map of their violent encounter: skin flushed, bruises blooming across her chest and thighs, hair tangled and damp with sweat.

Her anus was swollen and glistening, dark red-pink against her pale skin.

A slow trickle of white semen leaked from the stretched ring, dripping down in sticky trails.

Below, her pussy was equally wet and slick, a mix of her own arousal and his release.

With a touch, Ash stored the ropes and the gag back into his system.

It was a useful feature that saved him the trouble of untying everything. When he needed them again, they would appear in perfect condition, untangled and clean, just like new.

They instantly vanished into shimmering particles, leaving behind deep red marks on her wrists, ankles and around her mouth.

He decided not to put Misty into a slave ball just yet, as he only received the Slaveballs after officially making someone his slave. Right now, he only has three.

He wanted to wait until she was awake to see what decision she would make. If she chose to come along willingly, he would be happy. If she refused... Ugh... I'll deal with that later, he thought, shaking his head, clearly not wanting to think about it now.

With that thought, Ash opened his system screen.

[Mission Complete: Make Misty Your Slave

Reward: Clone Ability (1)]

A clone ability? Ash thought. He clicked for more details.

[Clone: Can create one clone per day. Lasts for 1 hour. Has infinite stamina.]

The words "infinite stamina" shocked him. Does the system want me to share my women with my clones? He didn't like the idea much.

Then a new screen appeared.

[Side Quest: Have sex with Misty in front of her Pokémon

[Reward: Upgrade Clone Skill - Can merge with your clone]

Seeing the side quest, Ash was excited.

This meant his stamina problem could be solved. He wouldn't have to worry about sharing either, since he would be the one doing everything.

Still, he wondered how the merging would actually work.

He also thought about all the other potential uses for a clone, like handling tedious tasks..

The system finally started to understand me, Ash thought.

Then he checked his own stats.

Slave System

Host: Ash

Level: 10

Experience: 214/500

Attributes:

- Strength: 3

- Agility: 3

- Stamina: 2/10

- Reproductive Capacity: Off

-Penis Size: 5 inches

Abilities:

- Slave Ball: Can capture a Slave into the Slave Ball.

- Slave Storage: Stores Slaves after putting them in Slave Balls.

- Gender Identification: Grants the ability to identify the gender of any Pokémon

- Clone: Can create one clone per day. Lasts for 1 hour. Has infinite stamina

Slaves Capture: 2

System Points: 337

Pokémon: 1

Next reward on Lv 20

He checked his slaves capture count, and it was still showing 2. Is it because I haven't used a slave ball on her yet? he wondered. Well, let's see.

He took out a pink Slave Ball and pressed it against Misty's unconscious form.

The ball flashed with a bright pink light, and her body dissolved into streams of red energy that flowed into the ball, just like how a Pokémon is captured.

The device shook gently in his hand for a moment before clicking shut, indicating the process was complete.

Soon, his status updated:

Slaves Captured: 3

"Oh, so it works like that," he murmured.

Next, he opened Misty's status screen.

Slave System

Slave: Misty

Level: 1

Experience: 0/10

Attributes:

- Strength: 1

- Agility: 1

- Stamina: 0/1

- Physique (Chest): A-Cup

- Physique (Hips): Small

Affection: 20%

Pokémon: 3

Next reward on Lv 20

AG

The stamina attributes have always confused him.

It only started to make sense after his mom reached around Level 10. After that, one of her Stamina points became equal to her being able to climax about three times.

Since Daisy is also close to Level 10, her Stamina points mostly follow the same pattern.

One point usually allows her to climax three times, and on rare occasions she can even manage a fourth or fifth time before she's completely exhausted.

For Misty, it was different. He had clearly made her climax more than five times, which didn't seem to fit the pattern for her current single point of Stamina.

But whatever, he thought, moving on. He figured it would all make more sense once she leveled up a bit.

He looked at Misty's three Poké Balls, which he had taken out from his system space, wondering what to do.

The upgraded clone ability would be incredibly useful, but the thought of having sex in front of her Pokémon still made him uneasy.

Then his gaze fell on Pikachu, who had collapsed after thoroughly enjoying herself. Ash sighed; for some reason, his Pikachu had become incredibly horny. He pointed a Poké Ball at her and withdrew her.

"Now, let's wait..."

But soon, a new mission notification appeared.

[Mission: A Shiny Unhatched Female Pidgey Egg has been laid nearby. Find it.

Reward: 5 Heart Ball

Time Limit: 1 Month

Penalty: None]

[Note: Once the host finds the egg, a new mission related to the Pidgey Egg will be generated. Wishing the host good luck.]

Ash looked around, scanning the nearby trees.

"What the fuck? How am I supposed to find a single Pidgey egg in this huge forest?" he muttered.

"And it's a shiny one and also female? Are you kidding me?"

"Wait... will the egg itself be shiny? If not... holy shit, I'll need to find it among non-shiny eggs?"

"System, you psychopath."

With a sigh, he consoled himself that at least there was no penalty.

And what's this note about a new mission? Ash sighed, he knew if he wanted to find out what this new mission is about, he had to find the egg.

Standing up from the bed, Ash withdrew Misty's Pokéball back. He also picked up her clothes, cycle and bag and got himself dressed, thinking about how to search. Just then, he heard a distinct "Pidgeot-pidgeot!" as a Pidgeotto flew by.

"I know... I'll just do that."

-x-X-x-

In a sunny forest clearing

Ash took out a Heart Ball and tossed it lightly into the air.

"Alright, Pikachu, come on out!" he called.

With a flash of light, Pikachu appeared, stretching and yawning. The little Pokémon looked like she had just woken up from a nap.

"Pika..." she murmured sleepily, rubbing her eyes with her tiny paws.

Ash smiled warmly. "Sorry to wake you, buddy, but I need your help with something."

At those words, Pikachu's ears perked up. Her eyes instantly brightened with determination.

"Pi! Pikachu!" (I'm ready, Master) she said, sparks flickering from her cheeks.

Ash pointed toward a nearby tree. "Alright, look over there, there's a Pidgeotto resting on that branch.

Let's try catching it!

Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!"

"Pikaaaaa... CHUUUUUUUUU!!!"

Pikachu crouched low, cheeks glowing a brilliant yellow. In an instant, a powerful bolt of lightning shot from her small body, crackling through the air and striking the Pidgeotto with a sharp ZZZZZAAAPP!

The Pidgeotto cried out, wings flaring as it was hit by the electric attack. It fell from the branch and was about to hit the ground.

Ash seized the moment. "Alright, Poké Ball, GO!"

He threw a Poké Ball with perfect precision. After seeing his journey, Ash knew throwing Poké Balls definitely mattered, so he had practiced a lot. The Poke Ball opened with a flash of red light, pulling the Pokémon inside..

The ball landed on the grass and began to shake.

Wobble... wobble... wobble...

Ash and Pikachu watched closely, Then, Click!

The Poké Ball's center light flashed white, then dimmed. The capture was complete.

Ash smiled and turned to Pikachu. "Nice job, Pikachu! That was amazing!"

"Pikachu~" she replied happily, cheeks sparking softly with joy.

Ash knelt down and patted her on the head. "You take a rest, now."

Pikachu nodded with a cheerful "Pika pika!" before Ash held up her Heart Ball. A pink beam of light enveloped her, and she returned to rest inside.

Ash then crouched beside the newly caught Pokémon.

Suddenly, a bright blue screen flickered before his eyes.

[Choice Mission Complete at least one (10 DAYS LEFT)]

1) Change Pidgeotto's Gender

Reward: Héart Ball

Punishment: None

2) Abandon Pidgeotto

Reward: None

Punishment: Unknown

AG

Ash had a feeling this would happen, but he didn't plan to keep Pidgeotto for long anyway.

With a sigh, he used his ability to check Pidgeotto's gender. A faint screen appeared around the Poké Ball.

[> Male]

Ash nodded. "Yeah, it's male, thought so."

He took the Poké Ball and called out, "Come out, Pidgeotto!"

Ash quickly took out his backpack, searching through it until he found a red-and-yellow spray bottle labeled "Potion."

"This might sting a little, okay?"

He sprayed the Potion gently over Pidgeotto's bruised wing and side. The liquid hissed faintly, and the injured areas slowly fading to normal.

Pidgeotto winced, then sighed in relief, feathers fluffing as the pain ebbed away.

"Pidgii~!"

Ash smiled. "There, all better."

He reached back into his bag, pulling out a few fresh Oran Berries. "Here, have some of these. They'll help you recover faster."

Pidgeotto pecked at the berries eagerly, chirping in gratitude.

Ash leaned back, gazing out at the quiet forest. For a brief moment, he thought of Brock.

"Brock used to do this all the time," he murmured with a small smile. "I actually learned most of this from watching him... Guess I picked up a thing or two."

His smile faded slightly. "It's a shame we can't travel together now. I was planning to before... the system appeared,"

After a pause, he stood up again. "Alright, Pidgeotto, I need your help with something."

"Pidgi?" it tilted its head, curious.

"I'm looking for a shiny Pidgey egg," Ash explained. "It's for research, I don't plan to take it, I just want to see what makes a shiny one different from the others."

"Pidgiii...?" Pidgeotto chirped, puzzled. "Pidgi pidgii?" (Egg? Shiny egg?)

Ash explained more slowly, "It looks just like a normal Pidgey egg, but the baby inside might grow up to look a little different, maybe brighter, with special colors. Just a bit different from a normal Pidgey."

Pidgeotto blinked, then suddenly remembered something. It flapped its wings and chirped excitedly, "Pidgi! Pidgi pii!" (I think I've seen one like that!)

Ash followed closely as Pidgeotto flew ahead. For nearly ten minutes they moved deeper into the woods, until the trees opened up into a quiet area.

There, high on a branch, was a cluster of Pidgey and Pidgeotto nests. The air was filled with soft Pid and fluttering feathers.

But Pidgeotto didn't stop there. It flew to a smaller, separate tree nearby and pointed with its wing.

Ash looked up and saw a lone Pidgeotto nest, where a mother Pidgeotto sat protectively on eggs, while the father returned from the woods, carrying a few fruits.

Ash wonders why they live apart from the others.

Still, he didn't matter. He quietly activated his ability. A faint outlined each egg, displaying small text only

he could see:

[> Egg 1 - Male]

[> Egg 2- Female]

[> Egg 3 - Male]

Ash narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

"If my guess is right," he murmured, "the system's target... is that female egg."

[Mission complete: Finding Shiny Unhatched Female Pidgey Egg.

Reward: 5 Héart Ball]

"It's completed just like that," Ash said, a smile appearing on his face. "That was easy."

Then, a new mission appeared:

[Mission: Make The Shiny Unhatched Female Pidgey Your Slave

Reward: Unknown]

[Note: If the host manages to make it a slave before it hatches, there is a 100% chance to receive a new skill. If it hatches first, the mission will change based on its evolution.]

Seeing the mission and the note, Ash thought, What kind of perverted system is this? And how the hell do you make an egg your slavé? Will a Slavé Ball work? But it only works on humans. A Heart Ball? No, that would just work like Pikachu, it won't make it a slave.

Then, a new message appeared:

[Note: It has been detected that the host does not seem to have a suitable skill. You can currently use your slave points to acquire a "Dream Weave Device" to enter its dreams and make it your slave there by having sex there 1 time in anal, 1 time in vagina.]

"So it works like that," Ash thought.

He instantly checked the system shop and saw the device's price.

[Dream Weave Device

Cost: 10,000 points]

"Holy Miltank... I barely have 300 points, System, are you insane?"

But then he thought about it. Wait, does this even make sense? There's no way I'm going to make an unhatched Pidgey my slave, even in its dreams. System, you might be a pervert, but I'm not.

With that, Ash had a change of plan. For now, he would just capture it.

Ash rubbed his chin, watching the nest carefully. Now how do I capture it...? he thought.

He glanced at his own Pidgeotto, who had just flown back to his side. Now, all the wild Pidgey and Pidgeotto nearby were staring at him cautiously.

Especially the mother Pidgey and the shiny father Pidgeotto, the ones his Pidgeotto had pointed out earlier.

The shiny Pidgeotto's feathers shimmered in the sunlight, its body a vivid green with a soft yellow face and underbelly. Its crest and tail feathers glowed with a warm, shifting orange hue.

Ash thought for a moment, then slowly took off his backpack.

He opened it and pulled out a generous handful of Pokémon food. Holding it out gently, he smiled.

"I've wanted to meet you for a long time," he said softly.

The shiny Pidgeotto tilted his head, clearly confused but curious.

Ash continued, his eyes warm. "I really like your color. That green and orange, it looks amazing in the light."

For a moment, the forest fell completely silent. The shiny Pidgeotto blinked, the words echoing faintly in his mind.

He... likes my color?

His chest tightened. Memories he'd long buried began to surface, the soft chirps of his childhood, the way other young Pidgey would circle him, laughing and whispering.

"You look different...," they'd say. "You look sick..."

He'd tried to hide his feathers beneath his wings, ashamed of how different he looked.

Even when he grew older, the older Pidgeotto wouldn't accept him, pushing him away from the flock's trees.

He'd nearly starved that first winter as a Pidgey. Too weak to fly far, too frightened to approach others, he had barely survived, until a small brown Pidgey approached him one evening, offering him a berry.

He still remembered her eyes: kind, curious, without a hint of judgment.

"You look different," she chirped softly. "But I like that. Your feathers are so shiny in the sun. It makes you look very handsome."

That Pidgey had stayed with him, trained with him, shared food when he was too tired to hunt. They'd learned to fly together, fight together and someday they even evolved together.

The others still didn't accept his colors, but he didn't care anymore, because she did.

And now... another voice had spoken the same words.

A human's voice.

Other than her... only this human has ever said that.

The shiny Pidgeotto looked at Ash again. The human wasn't mocking him right.

Something stirred deep in his chest, a fragile, unfamiliar warmth. He let out a quiet, trembling coo.

"Pidgii... eotto..."

Does... this human really like how I look? the Pidgeotto thought, his chest tightening with mixed emotions.

Ash nodded with a gentle grin. "Yeah. I mean it. You look incredible."

For the first time in a long while, the shiny Pidgeotto's eyes softened. The distrust in his gaze slowly faded, replaced by quiet curiosity, and maybe, a hint of hope.

Although still cautious, the bird slowly descended. Its wings flared as it landed a few feet from Ash.

The human didn't move. He only smiled gently as the Pidgeotto inched closer.

Finally, it stretched out its neck. It gently took a small piece of Pokémon food from Ash's open palm.

The Pidgeotto found the taste surprisingly pleasant. It was a perfect mix of savory and sweet, much better than the wild berries it usually ate.

The shiny Pidgeotto took another bite, then spread its wings and flew back toward the nest, where its mate waited.

Together, they shared the food. Her eyes widened slightly; she hadn't expected human food to taste this good.

Ash chuckled quietly as the Pidgeotto returned a few more times. He had placed a lot of food on the ground.

He would take bits of it and fly back to share. Soon, several nearby Pidgey and Pidgeotto began to approach too.

Ash noticed their curious looks and scattered a few more handfuls of food around.

"Go ahead," he said kindly. "It's for everyone."

The flock quickly gathered, chirping and eating contentedly. For them, the human's presence no longer seemed dangerous.

After a few peaceful moments, Ash reached out and gently touched the shiny Pidgeotto, who didn't seem to mind. Its feathers were surprisingly smooth and warm under his fingers.

Then he stood up, brushing off his knees. "Alright," he said softly. "Guess it's time to go."

He released the Pidgeotto he had caught earlier, smiling. The Pokémon looked back at him and let out a cheerful call before flying off to join the others.

After leaving, Ash took out Pikachu, who was happy to help again. He explained his plan and Pikachu nodded happily. "Pika-pi"

Then he took out a black and white Héart Ball. Pikachu took it. "Pika."

She ran swiftly and silent as a shadow. In no time, she reached the tree where the nest lay.

The father Pidgeotto was still feeding with the others, unaware. But the mother, watching over the nest, suddenly noticed something move.

"Pid... pidgii!" she cried sharply, wings flaring.

Her alarm drew her mate's attention, but Pikachu was faster. She used Quick Attack, moving forward in a blur of white light.

She struck the mother Pidgeotto, then bounced back to her original position near the nest.

The mother Pidgeotto was knocked back hard into the tree and fell to the ground, knocked out.

In one swift motion, Pikachu placed the Heart Ball against the egg, the one which Ash had mentioned to capture.

The egg vanished in a soft flash of pink light, captured instantly.

Just like I thought, Ash noted from his hiding spot. Since it can capture Pokémon, maybe it can capture an egg too.

He hadn't been sure if it would work, but surprisingly, it did. This meant he could plan even better strategies next time.

He had been prepared to use force if it didn't work, but he was glad it wasn't necessary.

Before the shiny Pidgeotto could reach her, Pikachu disappeared in a flash of pink light.

She gave the furious bird a small, almost mocking smile before vanishing completely.

The shiny Pidgeotto landed as his wife woke up. "our egg?" she weakly said to him.

After seeing his mate was not in danger, he flew toward the nest. But the ball that had captured one of the eggs was already gone.

"Pidgee... eotto!" he cried in shock and anger, looking around wildly. Is this that human's trick?

Back on the forest path, Ash watched as the Heart Ball reappeared in his hand. Inside, the shiny Pidgey egg rested peacefully.

He looked back at the mission:

[Mission: Make The Shiny Unhatched Female Pidgey Your Slave

Reward: Unknown]

[Note: If the host manages to make it a slave before it hatches, there is a 100% chance to receive a new skill. If it hatches first, the mission will change based on its evolution.]

Ash sighed, frowning slightly as he looked at the ball in his palm.

System items could appear and disappear with just a thought, which was why he only needed to get the egg into the ball, unlike with Pikachu who was out and needed to be called back first.

"I didn't really want to do this," he muttered. "But... a hundred percent chance to get a skill? That's too rare to ignore."

He glanced at the sunset through the trees. The sky was beginning to turn orange.

Then, for just a moment, Ash froze. High above the fading light, a magnificent shape glided across the horizon, a bird with radiant, rainbow-colored wings that shimmered like fire.

"Ho-Oh..." Ash whispered, his eyes wide in awe.

"Pika! It's so beautiful, Pikachu chimed in, equally mesmerized.

Ash had never expected the real Ho-Oh to look even more beautiful. Somehow, the sight filled him with a sense of calmness.

Soon the legendary Pokémon soared gracefully toward the sun, its form glowing brighter before slowly fading into the distance, as if melting into the sky itself.

He smilingly turned the Heart Ball in his hand one last time before making it vanish. It's not like he knew how to make it slave without spending points anyway.

A flash of light carried it away, returning it to the system. Then, he took out Misty's bike and climbed on.

" Let's go, Pikachu," he said softly to the Pokémon seated on his shoulder. "Viridian City's not too far."

The setting sun cast long shadows behind them as they rode down...

-x-X-x-

As he reached the police station in Viridian City, Ash heard the unmistakable voice of the station's speaker.

"Attention: patrol units and citizens: A high-alert for Pokémon thieves is in effect. Please report any suspicious activity immediately. Attention...

Just as the familiar warning echoed through the street, a screen flickered into Ash's view.

[Ding! Ding!

Mission: Make Officer Jenny your Slave

Reward: Unknown

Penalty: None]

[To make Officer Jenny your slave, you must have intercourse with her 3 times in vagina and 1 time in anal.]

Ash had stopped outside the police station, staring at the glowing mission screen that had suddenly appeared before him.

His unexpected pause must have drawn attention, because the station doors opened a moment later.

A young woman in a tight blue police uniform stepped out. The fabric hugged her full breasts, the buttons straining slightly over her deep neckline. Her green hair was neatly tucked under her matching blue cap, and her sharp eyes looking at him, red lipstick gleaming on her soft lips. The short purple skirt clung to her hips and round ass, riding high on her toned thighs. Her high black heels clicked against the ground, making her hips sway with each confident step.

"Hey, you!" she called out. "Who are you, young man?"

Ash straightened on Misty's bike, Pikachu perched on his shoulder.

"I'm Ash, from Pallet Town!" He said brightly and this is my partner, Pikachu!"

"Pika!" Pikachu chirped proudly.

Officer Jenny raised an eyebrow. "Another one from Pallet Town, huh? You're the fourth kid today claiming that. How do I know you're telling the truth?"

Ash already knew what she was about to ask. Smiling, he reached into his jacket and, using the system space, took out his Pokédex. To anyone else, it just looked like he'd pulled it from his pocket.

"Professor Oak sent me," he said, holding it out. "He told me to show this if anyone asked."

He pressed the button, and the Pokédex lit up with a soft beep.

> "I am Pokédex, made by Professor Oak for Trainer Ash Ketchum. My work is... and I can't be replaced."

<

Officer Jenny leaned in to take a look, then relaxed, her tone softening.

"Well, that settles it. Sorry for doubting you," she said with a small smile. "Be careful out there, Ash.

There've been reports of Pokémon thieves around the city."

"I will, Officer Jenny!" Ash replied, waving as she turned back.

As she walked away, Ash couldn't help glancing back over her, his thoughts already shifting. Two more...

If I can track down the others, maybe I can bring them together.

Ash had already suspected that meeting Officer Jenny might trigger a mission and he was right. It confirmed what he'd begun to suspect: many anime characters seemed to be connected to the system..

If that was true, then the chances of Nurse Joy or even Jessie from Team Rocket triggering missions were probably just as high.

He pedaled onward, eyes scanning the skyline and that's when he saw it.

A large balloon floated above the rooftops, shaped unmistakably like a Meowth's head.

Ash narrowed his eyes. "Team Rocket..." he muttered. He rode closer, stopping just beneath the balloon's shadow.

The moment he did, another glowing mission screen flickered to life before him.

[Mission: Make Jessie your Slave

Reward: Unknown

Penalty: None]

[To make Jessie your slave, you must have intercourse with her 3 times in vagina and 2 times in anal.]

Ash's smile widened as he looked up at the familiar balloon drifting across the sky.

Inside the balloon, Jessie suddenly shivered.

James glanced at her, puzzled. "What's wrong, Jessie?"

She frowned, rubbing her arms. "I don't know... I just got this weird feeling, like someone's having bad thoughts about me."

Meowth snickered. "Eh, we're the bad guys, remember? People should be havin' bad thoughts about us!"

Jessie huffed but smirked. "Hmph. Fair point."

"Alright, then," James said with a grin. "Let's go, Team Rocket!"

Back on the ground, Ash chuckled quietly before pedaling off again. Soon, the Viridian City Pokémon Center came into view.

He stored the bike back into the system space and stepped inside. The clean scent of fresh air and polished floors filled the room, mixed with a faint sweetness that made the place feel calm and welcoming.

Behind the counter stood a young woman with soft pink hair tied neatly in loops and bright blue eyes that radiated warmth. Her crisp nurse uniform clung tightly, the white apron hugging breasts larger and softer than Jenny's, their creamy swell spilling gently over the top. The short skirt rode high on pale, plush thighs, white shoes and a small nurse cap completing the look.

Ash had barely taken a step closer when another glowing mission screen appeared before his eyes.

[Mission: Make Nurse Joy your Slave

Reward: Unknown

Penalty: None]

[To make Nurse Joy your slave, you must have intercourse with her 2 times in vagina and 1 time in anal.]

Ash couldn't help but smile. So many missions in just one day, it almost felt unreal.

Across the counter, Nurse Joy looked up, startled to find a young man staring at her. For a brief moment, a strange chill ran down her spine. Why is he looking at me like that? she thought, forcing a polite smile.

"Welcome to the Pokémon Center," she greeted warmly, hiding her unease.

Ash smiled back and stepped closer. "I heard the Pokémon Center provides a place for trainers to stay overnight?"

"That's right," Nurse Joy replied, her tone softening as she turned to open a drawer behind the counter.

She took out a small brass key. "Here you go, room number twelve."

"Thanks, Nurse Joy, Ash said, taking the key before heading down the hallway.

The room was simple but neat, a single bed with clean white sheets, a small desk by the window, and a private bathroom in the corner. A faint breeze drifted through the open window, carrying the scent of the city night.

Ash sat on the bed, Pikachu curling up beside him to rest. "The government here's really something," he murmured, glancing around. "Free lodging, free healing... though it must cost them a lot of resources."

He stood and looked out the window, thoughtful. His plan was simple, set everything in motion before Team Rocket attacked.

Opening the window wider, Ash climbed out quietly and jumped down to the street below. It wasn't high since his room was only on the first floor. The night was calm, the soft glow of streetlights casting long shadows along the empty road.

He walked to a nearby phone booth and picked up the receiver. The dial tone hummed softly before a familiar voice answered.

"You've reached the Viridian City Police Department. What's your emergency?"

"Hello," Ash said, lowering his voice, "I just wanted to report something. I heard Team Rocket is planning to attack the Pokémon Center."

"Is this true?" Officer Jenny asked sharply.

"Yes," Ash replied firmly. 'They were talking about stealing Pokémon."

There was a pause, then Jenny's voice came back, steady but tense. "Don't worry. I'll arrive there soon."

The line clicked off. Ash placed the phone back, a small smirk forming on his face. It looked like everything was set.

He obviously didn't want to waste a lot of points in this process, so his plan was simple: capture all three of them together.

If the mission didn't trigger for all three, then he'd just have to think of another strategy.

After all, he had been thinking about this part for a while. In the past few weeks, he'd often wondered, what if a mission triggers for all three? How could he, using minimal points, capture all of them at once?

-x-X-x-

Ash returned to the Pokémon Center quietly. Once inside his room, he released Delia and Daisy from the Slave Ball, both of them appearing beside him with soft flashes of light.

The Slave Balls had a unique function. While inside, the women entered a deep sleep. This state allowed them to recover their stamina very quickly.

It also helped their bodies absorb the energy from his semen at a much faster rate.

So, when they emerge, they are always brimming with energy. However, the process also left them feeling intensely hungry.

Daisy stretched her arms high above her head. Completely naked, her body was a perfect hourglass, skin glowing, breasts bouncing slightly with the motion. Her pink nipples were already stiff in the cool air. She arched her back with a breathy moan: "Mmm~haa~"

Right beside her, Delia materialized, her arms already lifting in a slow, trembling stretch.

The second her body fully formed, the thick toy buried deep inside her pussy buzzed back to life with a low "vrrr~" making her thighs clench and her hips jerk forward.

"Nnhaa~"

Her sultry moan spilled out instantly, high and needy, as the toy pulsed harder.

She wore only a tiny crop top stretched obscenely tight over her massive breasts, the hem barely covering her underboob, and a short skirt that flipped up with every shudder. Sheer white thigh-high stockings hugged her trembling legs, glossy high heels clicking as her knees buckled slightly.

Cheeks flushed crimson, eyes glazed with lust, she locked onto Ash and whimpered breathlessly, "A-Ash- Mommy's toy woke up the second I saw you~ haaah~"

Her hips rolled helplessly against the toy buzzing inside her, another wet, desperate moan tearing from her throat: "Mmm~ haa~ come here, baby~♡"

Daisy glanced around the room: soft white walls, warm lights and one bed with white sheets.

She gasped, red lips parted, "Ash! Where are we?!"

Ash stepped between them, said in a low gentle voice. "Pokémon Center. Guest room."

His hands moved at once.

His left hand slipped beneath Delia's fluttering skirt. Fingers found the slick base of the toy, buried deep between her swollen lips and gripped it firmly.

With a slow, deliberate twist, he rolled it in a tight circle, pressing the curved head hard against her pussy wall, then dragging it back to grind against her G-spot.

The toy's textured bumps teased every sensitive inch inside her as he rotated it deeper, the vibrations pulsing stronger with each turn.

Delia's heels scraped across the tile as her knees nearly gave out. "A-Ash... don't stop, baby~♡ Mommy's loving it so much~" she wailed, voice cracking into a filthy sob as her hips jerked forward.

Her inner walls fluttered wildly, trying to squeeze tight, but he kept the motion steady, relentless, forcing the pleasure to build in hot, swelling waves.

At the same instant, Ash's right hand rose to Daisy's bare chest, palm sliding gently beneath the soft, heavy weight of her breast.

His thumb brushed slow circles around her stiff nipple, then lightly pinched and rolled it between thumb and forefinger.

Daisy's breath hitched, back arching faintly as a warm shiver raced through her.

A soft, needy "Naa~" spilled from her lips, her thighs squeezing together while a glistening bead of arousal slipped slowly down her inner thigh.

Ash pulled both women against him.

Their three bodies pressed tight, breasts crushed to his chest, and he leaned in.

Their mouths met in one messy, perfect knot: his tongue sliding first into Delia's mouth, then Daisy's, then both at once.

Three slick tongues rolled and curled together in a slow, filthy dance, wet sounds echoing.

Between the rolling kisses, Ash took several pauses and spoke.

"Listen carefully," he murmured, tongue flicking teasingly across both of theirs before he explained about the three new missions and how he will capture them.

Another deep, shared kiss followed, tongues tangling louder, Delia whimpering, Daisy whining into him before he went on.

"Also, I already caught another girl a few hours ago, Misty. She's resting in her ball right now."

He sucked gently on both their tongues at once, drawing soft, needy moans.

Daisy's eyes widened, a sharp pang of jealousy slicing through the haze of lust. Her red lips parted in a soft, needy pout.

"Already caught one...? And three more today...?"

She bit her lower lip hard, cheeks flushed crimson.

Yet her hips still rolled forward on instinct, grinding her slick, aching pussy shamelessly against Ash's firm thigh.

Delia's reaction came softer, "My baby's already building such a big harem on his very first day..."

She let out a trembling, fond laugh, thighs quivering around his hand.

Ash had already pulled the toy out and now two of his fingers were buried deep in her dripping pussy.

"Mommy's a little jealous too..." she whispered, lips brushing hot against Ash's ear. "But I'll always support your dream, sweetheart- Just... Don't forget your mommy, okay?"

Mom always supported me, no matter what, he thought with a soft, gentle smile.

"Never," he murmured, his voice low.

He breathed the rest of the sweet promise straight into their ears, his words tender enough to make their hearts stutter and melt.

He kept going, relentlessly.

Now, three fingers slammed deep into Delia, curling hard against her sweetest spot.

"Aaaaa, ahh~ My dear son, Mommy's cumming~♡"

She shattered with a broken scream, back bowing as she squirted in hot, messy pulses.

At the same instant, Ash's mouth latched onto Daisy's stiff nipple, sucking hard.

Daisy lasted only seconds longer. She ground frantically against his thigh, voice cracking into a desperate cry.

"A-Ash~ I'm cumming~ ahhhhh~"

Her whole body seized, orgasm ripping through her in shuddering waves.

Both women collapsed against him, shaking, soaked and utterly ruined.

Afterward, legs wobbling, faces flushed, Delia and Daisy stumbled toward the private bath attached to the room.

They giggled and tugged at Ash to join them.

He only waved them off; he wasn't interested, as his stamina points were nearly empty.

For some reason, the only way to recover them was sleep and turning three new women into slaves would take lots of stamina.

"Seriously... this system is a pain," he muttered, dropping onto the bed.

Within minutes, he slipped into a short but unnaturally deep sleep, the distant sound of running water and soft feminine giggles fading behind him.

-x-X-x-

CR-RAAACK!

Glass shattered from above as two Poké Balls smashed through the ceiling panels of the Pokémon Center. Smoke burst out immediately, thick, purple, choking, Koffing's Smokescreen clouding the entire lobby in seconds.

Nurse Joy stumbled back, coughing.

"Wh-what's happening?! Who are you people?!"

A motorcycle screeched to a stop right inside.

Officer Jenny threw her Poké Ball forward.

AG

"Growlithe, GO! Team Rocket, stop right there!" she barked, pointing straight into the smoke.

From within the haze, voices echoed, dramatic, loud, and way too enthusiastic.

A spotlight flickered on from nowhere.

"Prepare for trouble!"

"And make it double!"

The smoke thinned just enough to show their striking poses.

"To protect the world from devastation!"

"To unite all peoples within our nation!"

"To denounce the evils of truth and love!"

"To extend our reach to the stars above!"

"Jessie!"

"James!"

"Surrender now, or prepare to fight!"

Meowth (posing with claws out), "Meowth, that's right!"

"Ekaaaans!"

"Koff-fing!"

Nurse Joy backed away, trembling.

"Y-you can't just attack a Pokémon Center! This place is for healing Pokémon!"

Officer Jenny narrowed her eyes.

"Team Rocket! You're under arrest!"

Jessie snapped her fingers..

"Ekans, keep the cop busy!"

James pointed dramatically.

"Koffing, maintain the smoke! We can't have them see."

Ekans: "Ekans!"

Koffing: "Koffing! Koffing!"

The smoke grew denser, swallowing the entire lobby.

Jenny took a step back, shielding her eyes.

Just as they were ready for a fight, a thick cloud of pink smoke suddenly burst across the scene.

BOOMFF...

The smoke spread fast, soft, hazy, and strangely sweet, like a sugary perfume.

Officer Jenny froze mid-step, eyes widening. Jessie coughed sharply. James blinked in confusion.

Meowth's whiskers twitched as the cloud enveloped them.

"W-what is this?!" Jenny staggered, reaching out blindly.

Jessie's confident pose collapsed. "Hey! Why's everything, "

James swayed. "Pink...? I don't like... pink..."

Meowth rubbed his eyes. "Why's da air smell like candy?!"

Growlithe barked once before collapsing with a thud.

Ekans fell weakly.

Koffing dropped like a balloon with a slow hiss.

Every Pokémon, every human, was falling asleep.

Nurse Joy's eyes fluttered. "This... scent... I... can't...."

She gently fell to her knees, then onto the floor.

One by one, the pink haze took them all.

Within seconds, the entire hall was filled with peacefully sleeping humans and Pokémon, every single one unconscious.

The pink smoke thinned.....

and silence settled.

Ash stepped out from behind the corner, a satisfied smile at his lips.

Spending 20 points on this was definitely worth it.

[Sleeping Smoke Bomb: A special device that releases pink sleeping smoke. Anyone who inhales it will fall asleep for 1 hour. The only way to wake them early is by splashing water directly on their face.]

Beside him, Daisy Oak and Delia walked forward, both staring wide-eyed at the scene.

Ash didn't waste a second.

"Mom, Daisy, I need your help," he said firmly.

Before either of them could respond, a soft blue light flared beside Ash, and another Ash appeared, completely naked, his dick standing rock-hard like a pole.

Daisy's eyes widened in shock. "W-what?!"

Delia nearly faces flushing crimson. "A-Ash, dear... w-what is *that*?!"

Ash nodded calmly, a simple smile on his face. "This is the new ability I acquired from Misty called Clone. It can last for one hour."

It was Ash's first time using the Clone ability. So he took a good, long look at the clone standing right beside him.

The clone was exactly the same as him, like looking straight into a perfect mirror,

Every detail matched: the messy black hair, the same height, the same build.

The only difference was the eyes: completely blank, no feeling, no emotion at all.

Ash's eyes drifted down on their own.

The clone's dick was standing straight up, rock-hard, the tip shiny with a drop of precum, looking like it could burst any second.

His own cock was hard too, pressing against his pants, but not at that desperate, ready-to-explode point.

He blinked hard, confused.

Why did the clone appear completely naked?

Shaking it off, he quickly pulled out spare clothes, handed them to the clone, ordering it to wear them.

The clone nodded, slipped them on without a word and the two Ashes got to work, moving everyone around the Pokémon Center.

While Daisy and Delia, especially Daisy, who kept stealing wide-eyed glances, handled the front desk and posted a notice outside the "CLOSED FOR MAINTENANCE" sign outside the entrance.

The clone moved James and Meowth into a random room.

Meanwhile, Ash moved through keys, scanning for a suitable room. As he continued to look, he noticed a key that stood out, the tag was a soft pink, unlike the usual plain room keys.

"That's different..." Ash murmured.

He followed the number printed on the tag until he reached a door. He unlocked it and stepped inside.

The room was noticeably nicer than the standard trainer rooms: A large bed sat neatly against the wall, covered in light pink sheets.

There was a small dresser, a clean desk, and a tidy bathroom attached. Everything smelled fresh and lovely

Ash nodded in approval.

"Yeah... this is perfect."

Without wasting time, he headed back out.

His clone was handling James and Meowth somewhere else.

Ash focused on others.

First, he recalled their Pokémon into their Poké Balls, then placed all of them into his system space for safety.

Then, he carefully lifted Jessie and nurse Joy brought them into the room, setting her gently on the bed.

Finally, he went back for Officer Jenny, placing her beside them as well.

"Alright," he said quietly. "Everything's ready."

Ash then went to check on the clone.

When he arrived, he saw the clone tying James and Meowth up.

But damn, the clone was a pervert.

He actually took off James's clothes, leaving him only in his blue underwear.

To save points, Ash had just given a normal rope to the clone to tie them up. "What are you doing?

The clone turned his head, face blank as a slate, and said in a flat, emotionless voice, "Tying them up.'

Ash sighed, whatever, and helped the clone tighten the ropes.

He then took out Pikachu and told her,

"Pikachu, you make sure if they wake up, make them go to sleep again and keep watch on them. Make sure thev don't run awav" Ash murmured.

"Pika!" Pikachu nodded, eyes locked on James and Meowth.

Next, with the clone, Ash left and went back to that room.

-x-X-x-

Ash and clone had stripped Officer Jenny, Nurse Joy, and Jessie completely naked, their uniforms left in tattered piles on the floor.

He forced the three women into a tight circle, facing each other.

A single rope coiled around their lush, overflowing breasts, starting with Nurse Joy's largest, heaviest pair, creamy white mounds, full and round, capped by wide dusky-pink areolas and thick, stiff nipples.

It then looped around Jessie's slightly smaller but still generous tits pale gold-tinted skin, firm and high, topped with rose-red areolas and sharp, hard nipples that stood out proudly.

Finally, it wrapped Officer Jenny's athletic, full breasts, sun-kissed tan with sharp tan-lines, smaller but tighter, crowned by tight cinnamon-brown areolas and small, rigid nipples pulsing with each breath.

The rope bound tight, squeezing until soft flesh bulged between the coils, nipples pinched and throbbing.

From there, it pulled upward, pulling their wrists high above their heads and knotting to a steel ring in the ceiling. Jenny and Joy still wore their caps, a humiliating reminder of their roles.

The rope was short and unforgiving, forcing their backs into a strained 45° bend. Any attempt to stand taller only tightened the coils, crushing their breasts harder and jerking all three women forward in a shared, gasping struggle.

A second rope lay on the floor in a neat triangle. It tied Jenny's left ankle to Jessie's right, Jessie's left to Joy's right, and Joy's left back to Jenny's right.

This simple knot spread their legs wide, thighs shaking, pussies and tight little assholes completely open to the cool air.

If any one tried to close her legs, the rope tugged hard, yanking the next woman's thigh even farther apart, forcing all three to stay stretched and dripping.

Their mouths were completely sealed with gags made from each other's underwear:

Officer Jenny's black lace thong was pushed deep into Jessie's mouth. The lace carried Jenny's clean but rugged scent sharp and crisp from the open air, mixed with the faint, salty tang of sweat from long hours patrolling under the sun.

Jessie's red panties were stuffed between Nurse Joy's lips. The panties held Jessie's warm, spicy scent, rich and a little earthy, like cinnamon on skin.

Nurse Joy's white cotton briefs filled Officer Jenny's mouth. The cotton carried Joy's soft, powdery scent, gentle and clean, like baby powder mixed with warm cotton.

These ropes were special items. One of them, the ankle rope, was purchased directly from the system shop for 50 points.

It was exactly the same as the newbie gift rope he had received earlier. The moment it touched a person's skin, it instantly drained all their physical strength, leaving them completely weak and helpless. If used on a Pokémon, it would be unable to use its moves.

Ash felt genuinely proud of his cleverness. With just two ropes, he had securely bound three women together.

One rope secured their breasts and hands, while the other bound their legs firmly. The arrangement left them completely helpless and exposed, as if they were on display.

He looked at his clone standing nearby. Its cock was already dripping thick strands of precum, its eyes locked hungrily on the trembling, bound women.

What a horny clone, Ash thought to himself. With that, he made the clone disappear, noting it still had a few minutes of duration left.

It had taken a full thirty minutes to tie them properly. His enhanced strength, combined with the clone's assistance, had made the process smooth and efficient.

Next, he planned to upgrade his clone ability first. He walked into the attached bathroom.

After stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door, Ash looked around.

Unlike the tiny trainer bathroom, this one felt like a fancy hotel: smooth marble counters, soft warm lights, a big glass shower, and a long mirror. The air smelled fresh, like wood and lemon.

He simply thought of the slave ball, and it appeared in his hand.

With a soft SHH-POP, Misty appeared on the cool tile floor.

She was completely naked, her skin still showing the faint marks of their earlier encounter, soft pink fingerprints on her hips and a thin red line across her body from the rope.

She lay curled on her side, knees tucked close, one arm under her head, the other resting across her stomach. She looked exactly like a sleeping Psyduck after a long day.

Peaceful, head slightly tilted, breathing slow and steady. Her orange hair spread out softly on the tile, like a Psyduck's fluffy yellow feathers.

The cold floor and the cool air brushing her bare skin made her stir. Misty's eyes fluttered open slowly, blinking up at Ash.

As soon as Misty's eyes locked on Ash, every memory flooded back. The men, the ropes, the rough hands, the violation.

Her breath hitched. Tears welled up instantly, spilling down her cheeks in silent, trembling streams.

Her face crumpled, just like after a brutal defeat, when a trainer's Pokémon lies broken and the tears come not from pain, but from helplessness.

She didn't care that she was naked on the cold tile. She didn't care about the bathroom or anything else. Only the person who had raped her stood right in front of her.

With a raw, fearful, desperate cry, she kicked out hard from her lying position. One leg snapped up fast, aiming straight for his knee. The other followed in a wild, frantic swing.

Ash was already crouched beside her, ready. He caught both ankles mid-air with calm, one in each grip, stopping her.

Her legs trembled in his hold, muscles straining, but he didn't flinch. He just held her there, suspended, tears dripping onto the tile between them.

She asked, voice cracking through fresh tears, "What do you want from me?"

"Misty..." Ash's throat tightened. "I need you to upgrade my ability."

Tears streamed down Misty's cheeks, her voice trembling. "You... you promised," she whispered.

"You said after five times I could choose. You said I wouldn't have to do anything else unless I wanted to..."

Ash swallowed hard, forcing himself to continue.

"I know. I know. I promised that after five you could decide whether to leave or stay... but I need your help one more time."

Misty's tear-streaked face twisted in fury.

"So you were lying before... You just want to rape me again, don't you?"

Misty's eyes flashed with fresh fury. She jerked upward from the floor, hands clawing toward his face.

Ash's voice cut through the air, gentle but absolute. "Don't move. Lie straight."

Her body froze mid-motion. Arms dropped to her sides. Legs straightened. She slammed flat onto the cool tile with a soft thud, chest heaving, tears still streaming.

She stared up at him, wide-eyed and trembling, unable to move a muscle.