The feeling of pleasure increased after she had placed the strange crystal in her cleavage as if the act alone had triggered a new wave of pleasure that moved throughout her gigantic body. The feeling of pleasure tripled....so much so that she started fingering her moist pussy and started to fondle her own heaving breasts. She moaned softly as her fingers went deeper into her dripping sex seeking out more pleasure. She was overcome by her horniness so much that she didn't notice things around her anymore. All that mattered was the waves of pleasure. She was looking idly at Cerulean City and imagining herself using the building as dildos. She moaned even louder at that thought and went faster with her fingering. She fondled her breasts, feeling her erect nipples. "Yes....yes..." she muttered. "...Oh....Ash...."
Misty had spent long lonely nights at her home in Cerulean waiting for Ash to come home. She wanted to tell him how she felt about him...that she loved him and she knew that he loved her. She wanted Ash; it was that simple. She imagined that it was Ash and not herself that was pleasuring her and that pleasure increased ten fold then.
Finally she felt her climax coming and went faster with her hands. Finally the moment came and Misty let out a shrill scream as a thick stream of her love juices poured to the ground. The remaining thoughts in her head turned to ash as if the feeling of pleasure was a fire that burned away her remaining thoughts. It certainly wasn't her first orgasm. She felt weak-kneed and after a moment fell to her hands and knees and just stayed there for several minutes...or hours...or years. Her sense of time was no longer there.
When her senses came back to her, Misty stood at her full height of 300 feet. It was still night but it felt much later. 'How long did I stay?' wondered Misty. Misty looked down at herself and sighed. There was nothing for it but continue to Cerulean City. At a last glance at Mt. Moon Misty stomped her way to her hometown of Cerulean. The feeling from earlier, that Mt. Moon was her home, returned and Misty thought why she was feeling that. She wasn't born on Mt. Moon after all. Did you forget so quickly....?
The voice from earlier.
"Who are you?" asked Misty. "you talked earlier"
No reply.
"Whatever..." muttered Misty.
The two young trainers exited Mt. Moon a scant ten minutes after Misty had. One of the trainers had light brown hair while the other wore a black baseball cap. There was nothing special about these two trainers save for the fact that they stood near seven feet tall. The two trainers looked at each other.
"It looked like the crystal has finally found her" said the trainer with the cap.
"It certainly looks that way, Jeremy" said the other trainer.
"Jeremy?" asked Jeremy. "where did you come up with that name?"
"We can't let on that we're not human" said the other trainer. "the world has changed much since we last walked in it, boyo"
Jeremy looked at himself and his companion. "Oh yeah...we're certainly passing for humans, being seven feet tall"
"A minor detail" said the brown-haired trainer waving a hand impatiently. "shall we be off then? We are supposed to look after the Mistress after all. Until she regains her memories"
"That can talk a long time" said Jeremy.
"Even if it takes a million years, boyo" said the trainer. "that is our task after tall"
"Well what do I call you?" asked Jeremy.
"I have always been fond of the name 'Noah' "
"Well, "Noah", we can't pass off as young humans like this" said Jeremy and he then shrank until he was a little over five feet tall. Noah sighed and shrank until he was five feet tall.
"Are we happy now?" asked Noah. "can we go now, boyo?"
"After you" said Jeremy.
Noah started to walk to Cerulean with his companion following close behind.
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