As he opened all the Poké Balls, several cute female Caterpie appeared on the grass.
Thanks to his gender-checking ability, every single one was female,
…no males at all.
Ash definitely didn't like the idea of any male touching his women, human or Pokémon.
Misty's eyes widened in fresh, pure terror the moment she saw them.
Muffled, panicked "MMPH! MMPH!" sounds burst from behind the Poké Ball gag as she shook her head desperately side to side, fresh tears spilling down her flushed cheeks.
Thin, soft tentacle-like extensions unfurled inside her mouth, like multiple small, slick tongues that licked and pressed against her tongue, the roof of her mouth, even sliding deep toward her throat.
They blocked most sounds and air when she cried hard, the bulge sometimes visible moving under the skin of her slim neck.
Right now, her frantic muffled screams made her choke out wet, gurgling whimpers.
Her bound body jerked hard in the ropes, thighs trying to clamp together even though the position kept her spread wide.
A few warm droplets of pee escaped again, trickling down her trembling inner thighs from the sheer fear.
Ash stepped close, gently cupping her tear-streaked cheek with one hand.
"Don't worry, Misty," he said softly, thumb brushing away a tear. "You'll feel how bugs can actually make you really, really happy."
Inside her mind, Misty screamed:
'Nooo! Ash, please don't do this! You promised you'd treat me nicely! Don't let them touch me…please!'
But Ash couldn't hear her thoughts. He just gave her a reassuring smile and turned back to his work.
Soon he took out a small glass jar of golden honey, the special kind he always carried for pancakes when his mom made them.
The moment he twisted off the cap, the sweet, thick scent spread through the air. The Caterpie perked up instantly, wiggling faster toward him. They loved the smell.
Ash handed a second jar to Daisy. "Help me spread it."
Daisy nodded eagerly and took the jar from his hand.
She circled around Misty's body, eyes tracing the red ropes and the way Misty's tanned back arched slightly in the horizontal position before opening the jar with a small, eager smile, glancing at the honey inside.
A soft flush colored her cheeks as she wondered how it would feel on her own skin one day, sticky, warm, helpless…
….
Ash stared at Misty's smooth neck for a moment, watching fine beads of nervous sweat glisten there.
He brought his jar close, tilting it carefully so a thick, warm stream of golden honey poured down the back of her body.
The honey first touched the back of her neck, just below her damp orange hair, and began its slow journey down the line of her spine as Ash guided the jar with a steady hand.
Misty shivered violently as the warm honey ran slowly down her skin. A muffled "mmph!" leaked from behind the gag as she realized exactly what he was planning.
Tears kept rolling down her cheeks as she imagined her fate…
Ash poured steadily, letting the thick stream run the full length of her spine,
from the base of her neck to where her lower back curved into her raised, soft, squishy little spread ass.
When the stream reached her ass, he shifted the jar a little.
The warm honey spilled generously over the round swell of her butt cheeks, running slowly into the deep cleft between them.
Thick drops gathered around her hairy orange pussy before falling to the grass below.
Meanwhile, Daisy rubbed honey onto Misty's feet, bound legs and hands,
starting at the toes, spreading the sticky warmth between them and up her soles, then massaging it into her calves and thighs with slow strokes.
For the hands, she coated Misty's stretched fingers and palms from below, rubbing gently until everything was covered.
Misty felt every second of it like fire on her skin. The warm, honey sliding down her back made her shiver hard, her body jerking in the ropes as shame and fear crashed over her.
When it reached her ass and pussy, she wanted to scream, the sticky sweetness coating her most private places, knowing the bugs would follow it there.
Daisy's hands on her feet and legs felt too gentle, too caring, and it only made the humiliation worse.
Every rub, every slide of sticky fingers between her toes or along her thighs, sent unwanted tingles up her body.
Tears keep pouring down her cheeks, her muffled cries growing desperate behind the gag.
She felt like nothing more than bait,
honey-covered, helpless, waiting for the Caterpie to come and lick it all off her trembling skin…
Ash's jar vanished.
His hands trembled slightly with excitement as he pressed his palms flat against Misty's lower back, the sticky honey warm under his skin.
He began rubbing it in just like those beach scenes: slow, broad circles across her shoulders and upper back, thumbs pressing deep along her spine to spread the thick golden layer evenly, the sticky warmth sinking into her tanned skin.
His hands moved lower, kneading the soft curves of her sides and ribs.
Then he reached under her body to rub her smooth armpits and small breasts, palms cupping the tiny mounds gently, circling the pale untanned skin.
His fingers rolled her hard pink nipples slowly, pinching and tugging until they throbbed sticky and gold under the thick honey.
He traced down her tanned, sexy belly, thumb dipping deep into her navel with slow circles that made her stomach flutter against her will.
Next his hands went to her spread ass, squeezing and rubbing the soft cheeks firmly.
His thumbs pressed into the cleft, spreading the honey over every inch. Without pausing, he pushed two honey-coated fingers deep into her tight ass, twisting slowly to coat inside.
Misty gasped hard around the gag, a choked cry escaping as the tentacle-tongues surged.
Her body jerked from the shock and shame.
His fingers moved to her hairy orange pussy next, rubbing the soft curls first, then parting her pink labia to spread honey over every fold.
He circled her clit lightly before pushing deep inside again, making sure everything was slick and golden.
Misty trembled the whole time, tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
The warm, sticky touches sent unwanted tingles through her body. Shame burned hottest when his fingers were deep in her ass and pussy, the sweet scent reminding her this was all for the bugs…