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.
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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.