"What was that" ash yelled
"Nothing" Misty said, pushing ash's hands away and turning an even brighter shade of red
"No, thats really not hea....." ash paused, feeling the struggling form of his friend and actually hearing audiable shouting from deep within misty's body-
<<Please, please let me out of here- misty- MISTY>>
"You ate him???" Ash said. Misty did'nt respond. Ash put his ear to misty's belly
"don't worry, I'll get you out of there" ash shouted
"No you won't" Misty said calmly grabbing ash's hands off her stomach and raising them up to her face
"What are you doing....." ash said with anger in his eyes....
Without responding, thrustes ash's hands into her mouth, feeling his fingers curl in her mouth she moved her grip down to his wrists and pushed as's hands deeper into her mouth, to the entrance of the throat. Ash felt his hands enveloped in Misty's Hot, slimy, muscular maw as they entered her throat. The powerful muscles in her eosophagus could now get to work, pulling ash's arms in up to his elbows, and he felt her lips part at the crown of his head
"Ewwwwww... Misty, stop that right now!!!"
Misty did'nt listen. She swallowed several more times, bringing the top of ash's head into her mouth. At the same time, she remembered the mistake she made with brock and began to tear at ash's shirt. She swallows twice more, Ash's head and forearms are in her mouth. With ash's shirt off, misty continues, feeling the huge, twitching bulge in her throat which was Ash's arms and head. Her lips pass under his armpits and engulf his shoulders, lifting ash a few inches clear of the ground. Ash's struggling intensifies as his hands touch brock within Misty's stomach. She continues, pulling ash's lower body up towards her waiting mouth by his belt, feeling his chest slide into her throat as her lips travel over his abs. she now losens his belt, dropping his trousers, and continues past his boxer shorts. Misty grabs ash's flailing legs and lifts them above her head, gravity now helping her progress. Ash's upper body is now curled up above brocks, as his abs make the hot, slippery journey to her stomach. Misty need not swallow. ash's legs glide into her mouth. she places her hands on the sole of his feet and forces them in, before closing her mouth to normal size. She pulls out a make-up mirror just in time to see the lump in her throat move downwards, before dissappearing behind her rib cage. Her stomach is now huge. Both ash and brock stuggle against the slick walls of misty's tight, toned stomach.
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