Misty's Capture

is hat casting shadows over his face. At his side lay a beautiful red-headed girl, her naked body glistening in the fading light. She was sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath she took, her lips parted in a soft sigh on content. They lay like that for some time, the cool sea breeze drifting over her naked body, causing her to murmur and shift slightly in her sleep. The man sighed to himself, feeling a pang of regret for having to wake her when she slept so soundly, it filled him with a sense of satisfaction and belonging with her at his side like this. But he knew it would not last, she would wake, she would be angry, she would yell and fight and try to escape. He couldn't let that happen, not after what happened before.
And so he set to work.
"Hypno, a change of scenery if you will!" called the man suddenly, rising to his feet and brushing sand from his clothes. "I think its getting a little chilly out here on the beach, how about we head inside for a little while, In fact lets introduce Misty to the rest of my pokemon."
In response to his words the world around him began to twist and tear, the sea and sand warping into spotless white tiles, which then replicated and spread upwards to form walls and crawled across the ceiling, blotting out the clouds above him. He watched silently as the tiles began to glow softly, illuminating the new room and casting a clear light over its polished white surface. Gently he reached down to the still sleeping form by his side, carefully rolling her onto her back, his hands gently gripping her soft skin as he lay her spread eagled, enjoying the feel of her naked skin on his hands. Bending down, he gave her a soft kiss, holding it for a moment to enjoy feeling before sighing and standing again, walking reluctantly away.
"Hypno, hide me, we need to wait a little while before she comes around again, she did go through quite a fucking with Shift." A smirk crept across his face as the air around him began to distort slightly as Hypno bent light around his body to hide him from sight, whispering to himself "She needs her strength for the next session."
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Misty's thoughts swam back into consciousness slowly, her mind waking sluggishly from the empty bliss of sleep. Slowly she pieced everything together in her mind, the beach, the man, that Milotic, or was it a Ditto? It dawned on her that waking up this time felt different from her other recent awakenings, her head was clearer, she could focus and her limbs felt normal rather than leaden and useless. Maybe whatever drugs he was using on her were wearing off, better yet perhaps that man was finished with her? Hell maybe it was all just a dream, a horribly real, erotic and shamefully enjoyable dream… but a dream nonetheless.
Unfortunately for her this dream was dashed as she opened her eyes and looked up at the pure white, gleaming tiles all around her, each one glowing with a soft white light, illuminating the four plain walls and empty room. Looking down she found herself lying naked on these tiles, their light playing across her pale skin. Moaning slightly she rose to prop herself on her elbows for a better look around. The only things she saw was four blank walls, no doors, no windows, no openings of any kind for her to escape from. Her hopes of escape were gone, replaced by a feeling of annoyance. "Well this is just great," she muttered to the empty room "I'm drugged, I wake up, I'm raped on a beach by a weird guy and his pokemon, I think I pass out and then to top that off I find myself in a room with no way out." Sighing she got to her feet, not even bothering to cover herself, (who was there to see her?), and walked towards the nearest wall, running her hand along it, probing for any fault or crack that she could use to try and get through. Her hand just glided smoothly along its polished surface, from wall to wall until she finally gave up with a huge sigh and slumped against the tiles, resigned to her fate.
"Man this is a pain, I wish I knew what was happening… its kind of weird though, I should be panicking, I don't know where I am, how I got here or whose doing this to me… I just feel annoyed , in fact this is just more frustrating than anything else. Crap I hope that guy didn't do anything to me while I slept." She wondered to herself as she walked slowly back to the rooms center, she had read stories about some drugs and pokemon being used to alter a persons feelings and reactions. "Well I still feel like me…" she murmured as she paced slowly, stopping suddenly as she noticed something on the floor. At the dead center of the floor was a single black tile, its surface still exactly the same as the others, the same look and shape, just a deep, jet black color instead. "What the hell…" she murmured, stepping closer to it. It looked solid, in fact the only change seemed to be the color. "Maybe it's a switch or something?" she thought, tentatively reaching out with one toe, holding it above the tile for a moment and taking a deep breath before placing her toe on the tile.
Nothing happened.
Carefully she shifted her weight, bringing the rest of her foot down lightly on the tile to see if that got a response.
Again nothing happened, the tile sat immobile, its polished surface reflecting Misty's face back up at her as she stood waiting.
Bemused, she waiting for a moment, the seconds crawling by and finally took a second deep breath and stepped forward onto the tile, trying to press it down and gain some kind of movement or reaction from it, anything that might help her get out of this weird white room.
As soon as the soles of her feet touched the black tiles its surface seemed to ripple, the solid coating of the tile dissolving beneath her, her feet pressing instead against a cold black liquid which she immediately began to sink into. Misty screamed instinctively, franticly trying to pull her feet loose from the now liquid tile. "What the hell! Get off!" she yelled as she tugged at her feet, trying desperately to free them as the substance flowed around them, sucking them and holding them tight like a vice. Somewhere in the back of her mind she registered that the liquid felt weird on her skin, making it tingle slightly. It felt rather cool on her body, as if she'd slid her foot into a bucket of paint. The one difference was that paint didn't hold you immobile as it slides slowly up your leg like some liquid predator, coating your body in its slick embrace.
Around her feet the tiles warped, forming a circular pool of the black liquid which began to flow over Misty's feet and up her ankles, its movement causing little shivers to run down her spine even as she tried to free herself from its grip. She felt it creep higher up her legs and closed her eyes, moaning quietly in fear as it enveloped her legs, molding itself to their shape and creeping further upwards, the material covering her like a second skin.
The slick black liquid slid inexorably up Misty's legs, swallowing up the pale skin beneath its shiny black surface. It felt cool to the touch, causing her skin to tingle as it crawled its way over her knees and up her thighs. She felt panic rising up higher within her as her legs disappeared completely into the cold material as it slid around them. Although her feet were held tightly her legs retained their mobility and she began to thrash about as the material inched towards her pussy. She whimpered as she felt it flow over her pussy lips, causing her to gasp in unexpected pleasure as it molded itself to cover her lips perfectly, encasing every soft fold in its embrace. Panting and moaning with both fear and growing arousal she felt it slide up over her hips, covering her pale belly beneath its slick surface. She gave a squeal and a moan as she felt it move within her pussy again, it felt as though the material were collecting and pushing its way inside her. She moaned in trepidation as she realized the liquid was solidifying inside her into the shape of a penis, the substance becoming soft and flexible like a toy dildo she had once experimented with. Now every movement of her hips caused this penis to move about inside her, fanning the flames of an orgasm deep within her womb. Panting she tried to keep still, hoping to let her arousal fade away, instead she found that the liquid began to climb her body even faster. Frantically she tried to brush it off of her as it reached the bottom of her breasts, aware of dildo shifting around inside her as she did so. To her horror the moment her hand touched the black substance it began to flow over her fingers too and spread up her pale arms. She withdrew her hand quickly, shaking her arm to try and throw the liquid off her, however it simply clung to her skin and spread further, encasing her arm like a shiny black glove. Elsewhere the liquid was flowing over her breasts, squeezing them gently and pinching slightly at her rock hard nipples, making her moan even louder. Despite herself Misty realized she was beginning to rock her hips, purposely moving the dick about inside of her and sending fresh waves of pleasure crashing through her body even as it was swallowed up.
Eventually the liquid flowed over her shoulder, meeting with the part that had extended up her arm and began to flow back down her other one. Misty closed her eyes in fear, watching as the last part of her body was enveloped in its cool embrace, the material flowing smoothly over her outstretched fingers. She shuddered as she felt it, her mind focused now on the feelings flowing through her body as the substance encased her completely, molding itself like a second skin and caressing her body. She felt more sparks of arousal flood through her system as the material reverted back to a semi-solid state, It felt as if everywhere the liquid touched was being caressed by hundreds of tiny hands, squeezing and massaging her body as she stood trembling, trying to control her own bodies reactions. She could still feel the dildo stirring around inside of her, her hips moving of their own will as they rocked back and forth, the dildo shifting deep inside her pussy and causing gasps and moans of pleasure to escape from her lips. Inside her head she fought with herself, her mind and body locked against each other, this was wrong, utterly wrong, she didn't even know what "this" was! Yet she felt so good with the material encasing her body like a second skin, hugging and caressing her every curve, sending bolts of pleasure coursing through her from the dildo lodged deep in her pussy. Finally her mind gave in to the pleasure and Misty let out a long, low moan. She was trapped and helpless as this liquid devoured her body, its every touch turning her on more and more as her struggling faded, her movements caused now by the waves of pleasure she felt through this substance and radiating from her pussy.
Her eyes flew open and she found herself gazing at her reflection in the polished white tiles opposite her, the sight making her gasp even louder and redouble her efforts to cum. She could clearly see that the material fitted itself perfectly to her, very much like a second skin, the black shiny material clinging to her every curve, enhancing them. It had stopped at her neck, forming a perfect seal just below her delicate throat, everything below that was completely covered in the slick black material. She saw that it showed off all her assets, from the curve of her ass to the swell of her bust, emphasizing her toned stomach and legs whilst covering what few imperfections she had. It looked just as if she had been poured into the outfit, the material was so tight against her skin. Her nipples could clearly be seen, jutting out through the thin layer that coated then, the hard little nubs being sucked and squeezed by this wondrous suit.
Her red hair contrasted perfectly with the deep black coating, combining with her flushed face and heaving chest to give her an extremely sexy look, low moans escaping from between her soft pink lips. Slowly she reached down to run her hands over her body, wanting to feel how it felt to touch her body with this suit covering her skin.
Her fingers glided smoothly over the slick surface, causing shivers to shoot down her spine as her hands moved over her body, exploring as if for the first time. Panting, she cupped her breasts, rubbing them together and squeezing them, the liquid covering causing them to slide easily over one another whist sending shocks of pleasure through her body whenever they touched. She felt her feet released from the suction that had held her upright and fell to the floor gently, writhing and sliding her legs together to get as much contact as possible. The cock inside of her caused her hips to buck wildly, one hand rubbing franticly at her pussy, sopping beneath its covering. In response the suit seemed to crank up the pleasure she received until she was gasping desperately for air, her eyes glazed over as the suit enhanced every feeling tenfold. Finally she pressed her palm hard against the base of the cock and thrust herself down one last time onto it, her body exploding into a massive orgasm as she rode out the frustration inside of her. Murmuring she closed her eyes heavily, her hands still roaming slowly over her body and rested on the pure white tiles, her mind blank after the pleasure she had just received.
"Impressed I take it?" came a familiar voice from behind her, causing misty to turn slowly, the movement causing the cock to shift deep inside her and send another jolt of pleasure through her now tender pussy.
"What… what is this?" she asked dumbly, her mind still recovering from her orgasm, staring blankly as he walked towards her, footsteps echoing around the room.
"This my dear, is one of my pokemon, my Grimer to be precise. Now now there's no need to be alarmed, he's not toxic at all" he exclaimed, seeing the look of panic in her eyes. "You see he's rather unique, you know how Grimer came about as a result of pollution? Well this one is different, his body is formed of 100% pure latex. He's completely sentient, he can change his form, split, repair himself and as you've no doubt learnt he's very good at manipulating the human body, and it seems he has already taken a great liking to you, what with the show you just put on." He laughed quietly as Misty blushed furiously and looked away, her cheeks burning. "I must say, you look divine like this, it really does enhance your figure, not that you were lacking to begin with. Its excellent for showing off your… assets." With this he knelt down besides her and gently began to fondle one of her breasts, squeezing the soft orb in his hand and elicting fresh moans from Misty. "Oh Misty you've no idea how sexy you look right now." He growled, his voice heavy with lust. "Your so helpless like this… you want to stop me but cant right? Because the pleasure is too great, you cant fight it. Your body is my plaything and I can do anything I want to you" he whispered slowly into her ear, running a hand through her soft red hair and gazing deep into her cerulean eyes. "In time, your going to be my obedient little slut, a slave to my every desire, tell me does that turn you on? You like the idea of living for a life of sex and pleasure?" Misty was entranced by his words, gasping as he toyed with her body. She managed a faint "No… please…" before gasping again as he gently stroked a finger along her pussy lips. "Eventually you'll beg to please me." He whispered, leaning in and planting a kiss on her soft lips, gently sliding his tongue insider her mouth. By now all of Mistys fight was gone and she simply closed her eyes, her tongue meeting his, exploring his own mouth.
After a long moment he broke away and pulled back slightly whispering to himself. Misty kept her eyes closed, falling away into a deep sleep and he smiled softly to himself, stroking a strand of red hair our of her eyes. "Oh Misty… I love you, but I cant bear to lose you, so I have to train you then you will never leave me… We can be together forever my love." He sat down next to her form and pulled his hat down over his eyes, sitting quietly and waiting for his captive to awake again.
Elsewhere in the forest Ash, Brock and Pikachu were searching for their missing friend, every pokemon they owned scouring the forest for miles around. "Misty? Misty where are you?" called Ash as he leapt through a thick bush, stumbling on the other side. "Ash! Over here!" called Brock from further to his right. Ash ran quickly to where his friend stood, holding what looked like a scrap of cloth in his hands. Pikachu bounded off of Ash's shoulder and sniffed at the fabric, squeaking excitedly and pointing deeper into the forest. Ash smiled grimly to himself, "Were coming for you Misty."
Even further away a young woman walked calmly through the forest, humming quietly as her Bannette floated silently besides her. She strode purposely through the tall trees, safe in the knowledge that her pokemon would serve and protect her no matter what might be lurking nearby. She smiled to herself thinking about the reason for her journey to this remote forest. "Hmm I wonder where Omalley has his camp? I'm so dying to meet this new toy of his. Oh Bannette we can all have such fun together!" The Bannette chuckled to itself in a sinister manner, moving its hands as if miming a puppet show. The woman giggled, "Of course you get to play with her, Omalley wouldn't refuse us a play now would he? I cant wait to see his new redheaded toy between my legs, hes been obsessing over this one for so long now." Together the pair strode deeper into the forest, wild pokemon staying well clear of them and running back to their nests and burrows rather than face these two. She smiled sweetly to herself "Not far now".