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The Exile Special Edition	By : Yarid Category: Pokemon > General Views: 11351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Four

A yellow blur shot
out of the bushes, knocking the Furret aside. Moments later, a
PokéBall sped from
the same direction, followed by the trainer. Ash watched with
satisfaction as Pikachu's Quick Attack stunned the Furret, a smile on
his face as the PokéBall enveloped the ferret-like pokémon.
Jessie caught her breath with a shudder as the PokéBall chimed
softly, indicating the pokémon was caught inside.
“Well
done, Pikachu!” Ash called, stooping to retrieve his new
pokémon. The yellow rodent chirruped its pleasure at the
praise as the trainer eyed the PokéBall critically.
“Well,”
he said, turning to Jessie, “Here.” He tossed the ball
into her lap. Jessie looked at him blankly. “You said they took
Arbok and Wobbuffet, right?” Ash prompted. Jessie nodded, still
lost. “Well, use this pokémon. Just in case something
else decides to jump out at you.” Jessie eyed the PokéBall
herself, raising her mental opinion of the boy. He was arrogant, of
course, but also generous.

***Author's note: I got a lot of
complaints when I had this fanfic beta-read, mostly about this scene
here. I know it's semi-out-of-character for Ash to give the Furret
away, but if you look at his history, giving away or freeing good
pokémon is rather in his job description.

And before
someone else notes that Jessie's thoughts are OOC (out of character)
as well, let me submit to you that we never hear what Jessie thinks
on a given subject. Moreover, she's mellowed a bit since being kicked
out of Team Los- I mean, Rocket.***

“You want me to
train a rat?”
Okay, maybe not quite so mellowed. Ash, of
course, was about halfway down the road by this point, and didn't
hear, so Jessie rose, clipping the PokéBall to the belt that
all trainers seem to possess. Watching the boy stride proudly towards
the horizon, she made a decision.
“If he wants me to train a
rat, then that is what I'll do!”

***

Her pride and
determination began to dim as it rapidly became apparent that, yet
again, the two had managed to get lost. This time, there wasn't any
luck finding a path and it was getting darker with every
minute.
“Look,” she said finally, “We're just
gonna get more and more lost if we keep walking in this
light.”
“Yeah, I guess you're right,” Ash
sighed. He glanced around at Jessie with annoyance.
“You're
worse than Brock or Misty,” he declared. “They'd've
stopped me half an hour ago.”
“Well, it's not my
fault!” said Jessie, nettled.
“Whatever,” Ash
said, unrolling his sleeping bag with a quick gesture. “I'm
going to bed.” With that note, he flopped down on the sleeping
bag, squirming down until he was safe inside. Jessie sat staring at
her own backpack before leaning back against it.
While our...
er... heroine is thinking deep thoughts, let us turn to the mind of
our hero.
Burgers. No, wait, wrong channel...
Ash was confused.
While this was not unusual and indeed, in Ash's case is usually
chronic, the subject of his confusion was definitely
unusual.
Ahem.
Ash was confused. While this was not...
Ahem
again.
Ash was confused. While his feelings towards Jessie were by
no means affectionate, he was at a loss to understand why he'd given
away a perfectly good pokémon. All he knew was that seeing how
worried and vulnerable Jessie had appeared had made him do it. Her
pride-filled look at the gym hadn't gone unnoticed, either, making
him more confused than ever.
Perhaps she was just watching
Pikachu, he decided. Pikachu was enough to make anyone proud. With
that thought, Ash began to sleep, his mind at ease thanks to a
solution to one of his problems.
Simple minded fool... I mean,
let's get back to the storyline, eh?
Jessie glanced over at the
sleeping boy. She was more of a problem than Misty or Brock,
apparently. If it didn't mean leaving him all alone in the woods, far
from civilization, she would leave now to spare him the trouble.
Her
gaze sped back to the boy as she heard him heave a shuddering gasp.
She slowly walks to to sit beside him, watching Ash's face for signs
of fear or excitement. She blinked as she saw, not terror, but
arousal on the boy's sleeping features. As she glanced down the
sleeping bag, she saw his hips writhing against the fabric of the
bag.
In an abstract manner, her parents had explained the
so-called facts of life to her, but Jessie had rarely had occasion to
test that knowledge. Now, she abruptly realized that Ash was jerking
off. She fell back, embarrassed, but soon her curiosity overcame her.
Obviously, Ash was asleep. He must be having a... wetdream! Yes, that
was the word, though she'd not heard it in ages. She nodded to
herself. Then a thought occurred to her, a nasty, dirty thought. She
shrugged it off, but another decided to crop up. Eventually,
curiosity overwhelmed reason and she began to unzip Ash's sleeping
bag. The noise of the teeth catching on the zipper filled the
almost-silent air.
Now, everyone who's anyone and has watched
Pokémon will agree that Jessie is really the sex-object of the
series. It's not the fact that she has in fact the largest breasts in
the series or that she is the only one with quite that figure and
such a revealing outfit. It's the fact that she's stuck with the only
blatantly homosexual figure in the series. I refer here to Meowth,
although James is a close contender.
And since she's stuck with
Meowth (and James), she's fairly inexperienced in all matters
sexual.
Inexperience was not crippling her, though, as the bag
pulled away and she was treated to the grand sight of... A tent made
of Ash's pajamas. Highly erotic, no?
Jessie didn't think so,
either.
With an impatient sigh she began pulling his pants down,
working the boy's underwear down at the same time. Ash's pale cock
sprang into its glorious 5-inch size. Perhaps this was not
impressive, but to Jessie, already horny and being attacked by
emotions she was unfamiliar with, it was beautiful. Her mind flashed
back to a memory of her days with Team Rocket. Wandering alone in a
store, when they'd had money, she'd come across an old issue of
Playmon, apparently dropped by an employee. Paging through, she'd
been shocked and horrified at what it held, but this didn't stop her
from keeping it anyway.
She'd learned what the magazine held from
cover to cover, but except for an abortive attempt with James had
never tried it. Now, she called to mind one of her favorite pictures
and began attempting to mimic it.
Grasping the boy's penis firmly,
she bent over it. With a tentative touch, she stuck her tongue out,
sliding the tip of her tongue on the darker head of the cock. A small
drop of pearly precum formed on the top of Ash's dick. Jessie tasted
it, licking her lips as she found a taste she liked. She pulled up to
look at the boy's face. A small blush was forming across his face,
making it darker in the shadows of the forest.
Bending back over
the boy's body, she slid the head past her red lips, moaning quietly
as she felt the boy's precum start flowing onto her tongue. She swept
her tongue across the bottom of Ash's cock, hearing a slight moan
come from the sleeping trainer's lips. A wave of passion swept over
her again, eliciting an answering moan from her own filled mouth.
In
answer to the demands of her body, Jessie pushed a hand down her
pants, fingering her now damp slit through her panties. She sucked in
her breath hard as a shudder ran through her, originating in her cunt
and shivering up her spine. Another moan came huskily from her as she
began to suck harder on the shaft. Her entire body was shaking now
with passions long denied.
Ash's cock began to pulse and swell,
before suddenly bursting in orgasm. With a moan of pleasure that
turned into a squeak of surprise, Jessie began to swallow mouthfuls
of the preteen sperm. A small dribble slid down the side of her mouth
as she swallowed just a bit too slow. More slipped out when Jessie
jerked her head to check that her young companion was still asleep.
He was, although his face was bright red from exertion. Jessie licked
her lips quickly before redressing Ash. She zipped up his sleeping
bag, then finally crawled into her own, playing with herself
slowly.
Jessie relaxed slowly, finally drifting into a dreamy
sleep filled with passionate sex. A dream she had not had in a long
time and had sorely missed.
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