The title does imply screwy things, so yeah.

Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, 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*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Chapter 4

 

            The little spinner stopped on the ‘Role-play’ section.

            “I wonder what that does…” Ash murmured. Cue to the voice!

 

            Inside your heart desires are concealed,

            Yet by our power all shall be revealed,

            Play the game to win the prize,

            Else your character shall die.

 

            Lance’s eyes had taken on a disturbing light. “I accept.”

            “Huh?”

            That was all Ash got to say before everything shifted around them… and more pink smoke piled up…

 

            He was back to normal… well, male at least, from what he saw. However, it was dark, and cold, and…

            What in the world?

            Okay. He was in some dark place and he tried to move but he couldn’t, and then… there was a reddish light coming closer…

            Ash squeezed his eyes shut at first, but then his natural curiosity got the best of him. And the light was so close now…. He could see…

            Lance was wearing what looked like fancy black armor. And a cape… how cool~! However, he did have a sword in one hand and a torch in the other…

            Ash gulped. * Uh-oh… *

            He tried to move again, but this time, he felt… things at his wrists. Manacles? He was chained to the wall?

            This was not good…

 

            Lance trailed a sharp-nailed finger down Ash’s bare chest, hearing him gulp. It was only at this point that Ash realized he was still only in his shorts.

            Oh hell!

            “Mm… how is my little captive doing?” Lance asked in a sweet voice. Ash nearly swooned. Something just struck him as being utterly wrong.

            “I…” He tried to get out, but his voice wouldn’t obey!
            “Kawaii,” Lance murmured, and before Ash knew what was happening, there was pressure at his neck and oh Mew it felt so good…

            What was going on?

            And why did it feel so… real?

            He could feel himself reacting to it, and he moaned as Lance ran gloved fingers over his throbbing shaft, shredding his only covering in the process, before dry silk invaded his personal space, and he could hold out no longer and screamed

            He must have passed out, because he came to, with a face full of water and the unfortunate realization that he was once again female.

 

            Misty shot Ash a look, setting the bucket down and ignoring the dazed expression. She did not want to know.

            Ash blinked.

            “It’s your turn.” Lorelei said quietly, handing her the dice.

            “Oh!”

            Lance had a predatory grin on his face. Ash looked away, blushing… she couldn’t really remember what happened, but…

            Something important must have.

            An eleven occurred, and on that square Pikachu landed.

            “Truth card?”

            Ash drew, and then colored brightly.

            “What happened?”

            “Eh… um… I like… I don’t know, I like chocolate and caramel and whipped cream…”

            “Oh, that card.” Lorelei nodded. “Well, Misty?”

 

            Misty threw two dice, landing a ten, and moving to space twenty-seven. It was another truth card-drawing square.

            “Describe in detail your deepest fantasy?!”

            Ash clapped her hands over her ears. Lance yawned. Lorelei looked intrigued.

            Misty stared at the ground and mumbled something inaudible.

            “What was that?” Lorelei asked. Even if this game was… odd, they should still play by the rules.

            “My deepest fantasy is when I’m in my gym and Lorelei comes in and tells me that we’ve overused our gym budget and now I have to find some way to come up with the money my sisters have wasted and then… she…” Misty colored but bravely forged on, “She tells me that maybe she can help if I do her a favor, and then the next thing I know I’m kissing her and then we get to my room and…!”

            “Enough!” Lorelei said, bright red herself. “I didn’t need to know that.” She shakily picked up both dice and threw.

            Eight… she was now at square thirty.

            A Dare card…

 

            “Give someone a personal striptease?!”

            Ash eeped and covered his eyes.

            Lance shrugged. “I have no objection.”

            Misty prayed to Honou for a miracle. She got one.

 

            Lorelei slowly moved in front of Misty, swaying seductively as she unzipped the side of her dress, letting it fall to the floor slowly… leaving her in a black sports bra and black thong panties, already wet…

            Misty gulped as Lorelei moved to unfasten her bra… Mew, it looked like she’d die happy…

            The garment fell to the ground as Lorelei’s assets jiggled. She began to massage them, as she slid to the floor, and then wriggled at of her thong without using her hands to help, which required several interesting gyrations…

            Ash was studiously looking at Lance and not at Lorelei. “Say, Lance…”

            “Hmm?”

            “You’re the only one out of us who’s still fully clothed.”

            “I’m lucky, I suppose…”

            Ash frowned. “Well… maybe, but I’m going to try and change that next turn!”

            Lance smirked. “True, but now it’s my turn…”

            He tossed the dice, netting a seven and moving to square thirty-one. “Not a truth this time?”

            “What’s the Dare?”

            “Well…”

           

 

End Chapter

Completed 4/27/05

Heh, yep, needed championshipping… and now we have Chestshipping too (Misty x Lorelei) and also, Brock x Bruno, Blackbeltshipping…

Ah yes… Status!

Ash at 11, Misty at 27, Lorelei at 30, Lance at 31