Title: Diminishing Returns
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Slutshipping (Misty x Everyone she meets)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #25, Diminishing Returns
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Warnings: OOC, Slut! Misty, PWP

Misty moaned loudly, glad that Brock had dragged Ash to some event tonight. She did not want to explain to her traveling companions what she was doing to her traveling companions. Brock might not be shocked, but she’d never be able to look Ash in the eye again and since he still hadn’t paid her bike back she didn’t want to give him any reasons to break his promise, sexual preferences least of all.

She quit thinking as Giovanni grabbed her by the chin and forced his bulging cock into her mouth. Misty began to suck on it eagerly, while she felt Surge rip her shorts off. Tears of happiness came to her eyes as he began to fuck her needy snatch hard, while Gary took her from the rear.

“Damn, what a slut…” Bruno muttered, but it was a chance to get laid without paying and he wasn’t complaining. She started to clumsily jerk him off with one hand. It was a pity she had no cleavage, otherwise she could tit-fuck someone too.

“What’s her record?” Damien slurred from where he and Dario were having a drinking contest while waiting their turn.

“She passed out after six of them last time, but maybe she’s gotten some practice.” A.J. tossed back a martini like it was cheap beer. It had been so thoughtful of Giovanni to host this party. Then again, there were rumors that he employed Misty part-time under the table…

Surge groaned and shot his load. He panted for a moment, before pulling out. “Anyone want sloppy seconds?”

“Hot damn! My turn!” Dario got up from the bar. Surge slumped into his vacated seat and slugged down the rest of his drink.

Misty screamed as the new boy slammed into her.

Gary kept piledriving into her ass, desperate to cum, evidently his cheerleaders didn’t put out very well.

Giovanni shot his load in the whore’s mouth, and then got up. He ordered several drinks from the barkeep, making sure that the cameras were still going. This was prime blackmail material.

Besides, at his age, it would take a while to get hard again. No, he would wait. She might be the only girl he had available at the moment, but she was good at what she did, probably better than a lot of others would be.

There was one other benefit to keeping Misty around. Once they all sated their lusts, some of them would be game for alternative pleasures.

He sipped his drink, smirking.

It was a pity several of the Gym Leaders had opted out for this party, but even so, he thought things were going quite well.

James shuddered in his disguise, as he mixed a Long Island Iced Tea for one of the others. Who knew the Water Trainer had been like this?

She almost made Jessie look pleasant…

End Fic

Completed 11/9/08

Minor edits on 11/4/09

I don’t like anime Misty much at all. She’s so bitchy and petty and ugly and her good moments don’t come through enough. I much prefer manga! Misty.

Plus, Togepi is irritating…

Diminishing Returns is the property whereby the benefit from an extra unit of an input declines as the quantity of the input increase. For example, if Robinson Crusoe is stranded on an island and has to catch fish with his bare hands, he won’t catch many fish. If you give him a fishing pole, he catches more fish. However, as you give him more and more fishing poles, he can’t man them all and so he eventually stops catching fish or catches less fish.