Men, mice and Jesse's lingerie
Disclaimer: If I owed Pokèmon Tracey Sketchit
would've returned a long time ago. Which states that I
don't. But then
they say that YES, Tracey WILL return! (dont
quote me on this, I read it on the net
but it was on a pretty serious place, but they also said that
they didnt know for sure either. Dont start
rumors
hey wait, do!) Does it mean
can I possibly be
Satoshi Tajiri reincarnated?! *sighs*
Probably not, especially considering he ain't dead yet. But
STILL!! Tracey!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
Rating: PG-13. This is sort of
er
dodgy.
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Jesse was stressed. She did vaguely remember somebody shaking her
awake some time ago, and herself
hitting whoever it was rather violently. It could have something
to do with the fact that she now had
overslept. But that was James's own fault, because he hadn't
dodged, and thus, he had only himself to
thank for getting hit into oblivion and not being able to wake
her later. He was without doubt the one
that should be blamed. Which was exactly what she did as she
panicked ran around the house trying to
eat breakfast, put on makeup and throw together the needed
equipment for today's plan for swiping
Pikachu at once.
He didn't seem to protest much either, just meekly replied
"Yes, Jesse", "No, Jesse", or "I know,
Jesse"
to her various accusations as he put on the costume of the day, a
nice baby-blue dress with white lace
bordering the neckline. The very low neckline. Low to the point
that one could see most of the black bra
he wore under it through the lace, which could be quite handy
considering the fact that three out of four
twerps seemed to have a certain interesting in things like that.
Yes, Jesse was stressed. So stressed that in between all the
other important things she had to do, like
polish her nails, she forgot a very important part of her usual
outfit.
Oh, please, wont you help me? the blonde
whimpered and looked at Brock with eyes filled with tears,
as she squeezed the Meowth tighter and clamped a hand over his
mouth and barely muffled something
that sounded really nasty. Brock looked at the crevice between
her breasts and blushed.
Pleeeeaaaseeeee? she whined and clutched her hands
over her heart as she turned to Tracey, who
took a nervous step backwards as he pulled the neck of his
T-shirt out and tried not to stare. Misty
remained silent, but her eyes were glazed.
Well, I guess getting your Meowths best friend down
from a tree wouldnt be too difficult with my
Bulbasaur. Ash said ignoring her low neckline, her long
golden curls, her fairly visible black bra and
her Prima-sized bust.
Really? the blonde turned her full attention to him,
ignoring the disappointed looks of Brock, Tracey
and Misty. Pikachu brightened up considerably. Ash nodded and
reached for the pokèball at his waist,
as the girl dropped the Meowth and snatched Pikachu from his
shoulders instead, her voice falling an
octave as she pulled his cap down in his eyes and laughed
scornfully at him, and then ran a few meters
up the road, where she struck a pose with the electric rodent
safely held with rubber gloves coming from
nowhere.
James and Meowth stood smirking down at Ash and his friends, Ash
himself still trying to pull his cap
up, Misty looking a bit disappointed and Brock and Tracey seeming
ready to puke. Nothing happened.
Their smiles faded. Ash finally pulled his hat off and placed it
firmly back at his head.
James and Meowth exchanged a worried glance and looked behind
themselves.
Give me back my Pikachu! Ash cried and was about to
lunge at them when a streak of carmine
announced that the female part of Team Rocket finally had shown
up.
Prep
she panted,
pare for trouble
she gasped again and continued to pant.
That was about damn time and where the hell were you!
Meowth shrieked and furyswiped her.
None of your business. She screamed and stomped at
him, before examining her face in a little mirror,
and then clamped it shut, WELL?! she snapped at her
partner who was staring quizzically at her, and
now jerked back.
Wha
.oh, make it double! he said and regained
his pose.
To protect the world
Jesse started anew, wiping
her brow and still panting quite heavily,
from
devastation! she made a elegant whirl as she struck a pose
beside James.
To unite all peoples within our nation!
By now both Ash and James noticed that Ashs friends werent
paying attention to the motto, or the
appearance of Team Rocket all over. They were shamelessly gawking
at Jamess partner.
To denounce the evils of truth and love! Jesse stroke
her arm out in a triumphant motion, and James
looked a bit confused at her.
To extend our reach to
ohmygod.
Jess
she abruptly stopped when she realized her
partner was of track, and that his eyes were resting
on her still heaving chest, What the hell are you staring
at?! she roared and pummeled him with her
mallet, snapping the three older members of jari-tachi out of
their little reveries.
Why did I never notice
Brock mumbled and rubbed
his eyes. Tracey was desperately digging
through his backpack for a sketchpad. Misty stared.
Meowth, the lesser confused and more observant one, took in the
situation. Beside noticing that
Pikachu once again was sitting at the shoulders of his trainer,
he discovered something slightly
disturbing when Jesse was trashing her partner.
Why arent you wearing a bra? he asked puzzled
and scratched his head.
Jesse abruptly stopped what she was doing and blushed.
What? she squeaked.
Why arent you wearing a bra? he repeated.
I
she looked down at herself, then up at the
three staring teenagers and one confused looking pre-
teenager, and then grabbed James by the sleeve of the dress and
dragged him into the bushes.
Give me your bra! she sneered at him once they were
out of hearing-and-seeing range for their
victims. James sat up and rubbed the bump on his head.
But Jesse, if I dont use it my breasts will
James, look at me! she then whacked him over the head
when he obeyed a bit too long, Im jiggling
like a feminist from the 1970s!
That doesnt have to be something negative
that remark gained him another bump.
Now give me your bra!
No!
Why not?
I
I need it! If you get I wont have anything,
and
my breasts will jiggle!
Your breasts are at least fake and wont expose you
for considerably discomfort when blasting off!
Its too big for you, too!
Are you saying my breasts are small?!
Just that mine are bigger
.
That is because you MAKE them that way! Now give me the
freakin bra!
But
Give it to me!
I dont want to!
She lunged and knocked him to the ground, starting to rip his
dress off as he tried to fight back.
Jesse, you are insulting my dignity! he wailed.
You are a Team Rocket member! You arent supposed to
have any dignity! she snapped back and
yanked in the top of his dress, making buttons flying everywhere,
when a flash from beside them
blinded her.
Meowth! she screamed and got of James as the feline
ran into a tree and her partner sat up and
backed away, arms covering his chest.
Get down from there! she screamed and was about to
climb up after him when she remembered a few
things about her skirt length and instead pulled out her mallet
and slammed it into the tree, making the
pokèmon fall down head first and somehow managing to save the
camera.
Just TRY starting any rumors about us! she shouted
and kicked him.
I wasnt gonna start rumors! I was gonna blackmail
you! he replied and dusted himself of, still keeping
the camera safe away from her. She turned and lunged for a
certain blue-haired person in a dress and
managed to get him to the ground again, this time on his stomach.
Waaaah!! he screamed as she violently pulled the
dress away from his shoulders and then snapped of
his bra, before pulling it completely of him and raising up,
waving it triumphantly in the air. James sat up,
gave a hurt whimper and scowled at her before muttering something
under his breath, making her whirl
around in a nanosecond.
You called me a WHAT?!
He made a face at her and continued buttoning up the dress, now
with all the buttons miraculously
back, and then went down to the protagonist and company.
Explain once more time. Ash said and looked at Brock
and Tracey. Misty was sitting leaned to a tree, a
dreamy smile on her lips, You two are planning to go up
there because itll be Jesse without a bra?
they nodded, But what is the different between Jesse in a
bra and Jesse not in a bra? he asked and
scratched his head. They sighed.
Ash, Jesse has big tits. Brock explained in his most
kindergarten teacher like voice. The only response
he got was a blank stare.
When girls have big tits, boys like to look at them.
Tracey continued.
So that is why James started looking at her too? Ash
asked.
Well
his two mentors exchanged glances.
We arent really sure about that
James is what
you can call gay. Tracey said, making quotation
marks with his fingers when he said gay. Ash looked
blankly at them.
We have waited too long with this, havent we?
Brock asked him, and he nodded.
Gay men doesnt
like girls. Brock said.
Ash seemed to think for a moment, and then he lit up.
Oh! Then I am gay, because I dont like girls either!
he laughed, and Brock and Tracey sweatdropped.
No, Ash, gay men can like girls
they just dont
Tracey tried to find the words.
They dont want to sleep with them. Brock
explained. Ash looked confused, They want to sleep with
other men.
But
how can they do that? he asked, blushing at
the memory of his teacher from the school he had
left when starting on his pokèmon journey, a tender woman at the
age of 65, explaining him, Gary, and 15
other nine-year-olds how you made babies.
Lets not go there. Brock muttered, Anyway,
when girls with big tits dont wear bras, it makes their
tits jiggle.
So? Ash asked. Brock and Tracey both looked equally
dejected, and Tracey started digging into his
backpack.
Ash, do you remember Prima? he said as he pulled out
a worn sketchpad, starting to page through it.
The boy nodded.
Well, Prima was one of those with big tits. He held
up his sketchpad for Ash to see.
So?
Ash
Brock and Tracey exchanged looks. Well,
Tracey and Brocks eyes and Brocks eyes and
Traceys sketchpad.
Can I see that?
Tracey exhaled a cloud and handed it to him.
What I am trying to tell you is
Prepare for trouble!
And make it double!
Both Brock and Tracey eagerly perched up, but soon looked
disappointed when discovering that
Jesses bust now was behaving just like it always did and
that James was supporting his breasts with
one arm as the other was striking a pose. Mistys smile had
faded as well and she got to her feet with an
annoyed expression.
To protect the world from devastation! Jesse
gleefully said.
To unite all peoples within our nation! James agreed
as his female partner lunged, grabbed Pikachu,
and made a mad dash down the road.
Hey! Thats cheating! Youre not supposed to do
that before youve said the motto! Ash cried and
ran after her, Misty in tow.
Well we dont play after the rules! Jesse
stopped briefly, made a face at them and continued.
Jesse! Wait for me! James desperately cried and
lifted his skirt in a vain attempt to follow her, I cant
run with these heels!
Nobody replied. The dust settled on the road as the three others
disappeared. James looked desperately
in the direction his partner had disappeared, and then kicked a
stone.
Damn! he muttered and started rearranging his wig,
What are you staring at? he snapped at Tracey
and Brock.
Your breasts are starting to
James blushed and hurried to push them up again, this time
keeping his arm under them.
An uncomfortable silence sank over the little group.
"How is it like to be gay?" Tracey suddenly asked.
"What?!" James said in disbelief.
"What is it like to be gay?" Brock repeated, and James
took a hurt look.
"I'm not
why do you think that I
"
"You are not?!" Brock asked.
"Wow." Tracey added. James looked more hurt.
"Why do you think I am?" he asked and pouted. They
looked at him in silence for a while.
"Well
" Tracey said.
"Perhaps it is
" Brock waved his hand in an
uncertain motion toward James's clothes.
"It's a part of the plan!" he whined.
"But Jesse could've
"
"But you would recognize her!"
"Not if she used the wig
" Tracey remarked.
"I have porn! All perverted straight men have porn!"
James franticly exclaimed and started hiking up his
skirt, faked tits falling out of place when they lost the support
of his hands.
"Fishnet stockings?" Brock asked, and James blushed.
"It is a part of the costume!" he replied and started
pulling something out of one of the tight high
stockings.
"But that is a full-length dress
"
"But if somebody tries to rape me!" he was messing with
the garter.
"I actually think they would a few things they are bond to
discover if they do." Tracey said, and James
shot him a venomous glare as he pulled a magazine out of the
stocking with a violent move, and showed
it up in their faces.
"Well I have porn, so
"
"Playgirl?"
"It is a part of the disguise! What sort of girl has
Playboy?" He whined, "And it is Jesse's!" he
withdrew
it urgently and crammed it down in his stocking again. Brock was
about to point out, once more, that unless
somebody tried to rape him they wouldn't find the magazine, but
decided it wasn't worth it, specially
when Meowth emerged from the bushes, clamping a cell phone
together.
Shes blasted off and wants us back at camp as soon as
possible. He said and pushed the camera
girdle around so it was hanging over his shoulders. James sighed
and started to walk down the road,
shooting Brock and Tracey another nasty glare.
Hes lying. Tracey concluded, and Brock nodded.
Not long afterwards Ash and Misty returned, Ash hugging Pikachu
tightly and Misty once again lost in
some daydream.
Later that night
very much later that night, Ash yawned
deeply and looked wearily at his surrogate
big brothers.
Is there a reason were sneaking into Team Rockets
house? he asked and rubbed his eyes, using the
term Team Rockets house about an old shabby
cottage.
Ash, there are certain things you need to learn. Since you
didnt have a father figure, we have to do
that part. Tracey said.
Although I dont think Id do anything like this
with my own kids
Brock added.
True
Tracey agreed, looking a bit thoughtful,
but soon went back to his task with picking the lock.
Twenty minutes, eight broken hairpins and quite a bit of swearing
later it finally gave a quite click and
he pushed it open and entered the room with Brock and Ash in his
heels.
Once inside they closed the door behind and looked around.
Want me to turn on the ligth? Ash asked.
Theres no use in waking them. Brock said.
Though it could be pretty nice to see what we were doing
Is there a difference? Brock asked. Ash and Tracey
stared at him
or at least in his direction.
You really need to start using those glasses. Tracey
said.
Look, Ive been totally fine in my life with feeling
around for stuff
why should
he started fumbling
around on the floor. Ash looked across the room.
Are you sure James is gay?
Ash, there are nobody gayer! Brock exclaimed somewhat
annoyed.
Well
Ash looked over at the bed which Jesse and
James were quite obviously sharing, but tore
away his eyes when Brock tried to suppress a triumphant cry as he
pulled something into the faint
moonlight from the window. As soon as his fellow burglars bent
over to watch he zipped open the bag,
threw away a few white shirts with big red Rs on
along with a white miniskirt and a few other things he
didnt really see what was, and then smugly held up his arm.
Three bras were hanging from his fist.
Both him and Tracey were grinning like there was no tomorrow.
So, what are we doing with Jesses bras? Ash
asked.
Brock and Tracey sighed.
There is a thing we want you to see, Ash. Brock said.
A thing named Playboy. Tracey added.
Why?
Because, Brock said, That is something that
shouldve been done a long time ago.
JESSE! the voice of her partner awoke her in a rather
annoying way.
What is it? she groaned and buried her head under the
pillow.
Jesse! he whined again, Somebody stole my bras!
- - - -
About five years later
Ash angrily jammed the door shut behind himself to announce that
he was in the room, and then
trampled over to the couch before slamming the paper down in
front of Tracey.
If he was so gay, then how will you explain this?! he
snapped and looked demandingly at them.
What? Brock asked, and Ash just pointed down to the
paper.
Now let me see
Tracey muttered and leaned
forwards, barely managing to pick it up and then sat
back against Brocks chest again. Brock kept on combing his
hair.
Wow. He said, his eyes widening a bit.
What? Brock asked and leaned as far forward as he
could, which wasnt much since Tracey was
sitting between his legs. Tracey numbly pointed to the picture.
Wow.
Well?! Ash asked them. They looked up at him again.
Well what? Brock said, stuttering slightly, and Ash
rolled his eyes. Puberty hadnt only gained him a
few physical changes, it had given him a somewhat functional
brain as well.
Lets take it from the beginning shall we? he
asked them in a voice laced with syrup, First, you tell me
James is gay. Then, you tell me you are not. So you are going to
teach me how to get girls. Which, might
I add, havent given me any luck yet. Then you two suddenly
realize that girls are overrated
and
James is now a married man. He glared at them.
And your point is
Tracey said, motioning to Ash
to go on.
Am I going to end up with Gary now? Because he seems to be
the only one left!!
Dont spit. Tracey muttered.
What about Misty? Brock said, and Ash just gave him a
baffled look.
What about Misty? he mimicked, Brock, Misty is
about as straight as the tail of a Pikachu!
Silence seized the room.
Really? Brock asked. Ash and Tracey nodded.
Did you never notice before? Ash moaned at him.
Ash, he didnt meet Prima
Tracey said and
shoot him a dirty glare, before squeezing Brocks hand,
making the breeder look a little comforted, Although I
really didnt know it was that major
She hid it well. Brock said at last.
Well, Duplica is quite talented when it comes to disguises.
Ash sighed, Do you still have those
magazines?
In a cardboard box in the wardrobe in our room. Brock
replied and turned his attention back to
Traceys hair. Ash left and returned a few minutes later
dragging on a plastic bag and looking a bit sick.
Is there a reason why you still have the Officer Jenny and
Nurse Joy costumes from Halloween? he
asked them, and they both blushed. Tracey opened his mouth to
reply, but Ash shook his head, Never
mind, I dont think I want to know. He muttered and
walked to the door again, and turned just to see
Brock whisper something into Traceys ear, making him blush
even harder but giggle nonetheless.
You know what? They puzzled looked up at him again.
You two deserve each other. He spat and left.
They sat in silence for a while, and then Brock started running
the comb through Traceys hair again,
making him close his eyes as he nestle closer to him.
I think he said we make a good couple.
Mmhmm. Tracey replied, and then picked up the paper
once again, You know, I really wonder how
they got a Meowth-sized tuxedo
********
Whatever was Jesse DOING back there in the woods? Yeah, like YOUll
ever know!
Please forgive the sappy ending. I honestly couldnt think
up anything better. Oh, and please tell me
your honest opinion, you have to think something about this, I
know you do
come on!