Fanfic Previews: Model Obsessive (Patreon)

“Come on come, open already!”

Breath fogging up the shop window, fingers hooked on the shop gutters, and teeth forced down so hard they could snap. This was Ash Ketchum. A Pokemon trainer aiming, or at least was aiming to be a Pokemon Master. Normally, he would be perusing the next step towards his goal, whether that be taking part in a Gym Challenge, travelling a region with friends, or training for the next big Pokemon League. This young teenage boy had the normal traits of a trainer who really loves Pokemon. 

That was a month ago. 

Today, Ash stood outside a local convenience store in the bitter cold at nearly nine am, really anxious for the store to open. If this were a Gym, that would be normal behaviour for him, but this was your everyday store with nothing so special about it. For at least an hour, he stood out there, yelling and making weird sounds and poses that made onlookers heading for work stared and walk away quickly. Even more alien to him was he had the bare minimum of Pokemon on him, just the odd few to battle wild encounters and get to places, even Pikachu was left at Professor Oak's after the Electric Mouse showed some concern over his strange behaviour, the one Pokemon he spend the most time with was not there to council him.     

As the young boy got down on his knees in tears, a man holding a breakfast burrito in one hand and a set of keys walked towards the door before putting a key into the lock. 

“If you're waiting for the Anabel and Greta signing, its been moved to the Saffron Colosseum!” the disinterested man opened the door with a sigh.

“Is it here?!?” Ash storming into the store after the man. “Do you have it?!?”

“Have what exactly?” the man asked with another sigh. Just what he needed, a crazy customer at the start of the day. 

“The Special Edition of Lingerie Kink magazine!” Ash's heart beating so hard, hoping the answer was yes. He would die right there if the answer was no. 

“Magazine shelf, top rack.” the man walked over to his counter to sit down for the day and press the button under the counter to raise the shutters. Ash meanwhile ran over to the Magazine rack. His eyes scrolling a million miles a minute for the very magazine he waited so badly for. 

There she was. White front cover, her long silver hair and emerald eyes looking back at him, her sweet rosy cheeks and smile like she was delighted to see him, a naughty red number she was wearing, containing those perfectly large breasts of hers while presenting her deep cleavage to the readers, sat on her side in such a sexy pose as if to say “Read me! See so much more of me!”. It was her alight, the Special Scarlett Stardust edition of Lingerie Kink, a hundred pages devoted to her and her alone. 

After a drop of sweat ran down his face, Ash grabbed the magazine and ran back to the counter. This was too good for him to be reading like it was a book store, this had to be brought now and brought back to his room at the Pokemon Centre. 

“Its much too early for the weirdos...” the man muttered to himself as he went to reach for the magazine to scan the barcode. Ash got one look at the man's greesey fingers and he grabbed the magazine away from the man, holding it close to his chest like a child and looking at the man with disgust like “If you even touch my child, I will have my Charizard roast you into nothingness!”. 

“Whatever, that'll be seven dolla...” The man was interrupted by Ash slamming a twenty dollar bill on the counter and running out the store like a shoplifter. The picked up the note to put in the register. “If I knew I was gonna keep the change, I could of ordered the extra large.....”   

Onlookers got out of Ash's way as the mad boy ran down the street to dash back to the Pokemon Centre. He had to read this in private, for his eyes only, no one else could dare lay their eyes on her, even though the magazine had a huge publication, his copy still left like his and his alone. Even Nurse Joy had no chance to greet the boy as he ran right through the lobby faster than a trainer with an injured Pokemon, dashed up the stairs, and slammed his room door hard.

“Alone at last!” Ash's heart thumped like crazy as he threw the magazine onto the bed and threw off his clothes to jump onto the bed in just his boxers. As he turned the first page, even the contents page had a sweet standing pin up of his new love, one showing off her back and peachy behind in just a black thong. The boy's Poke Flute was ready to be played with. “Oh Arceus you're so sexy!!!”

Scarlett Stardust. Ash could never forget the day he laid eyes on her, despite the fact they never met. One day Ash found himself in a new City, a busy lively city just looking for the first Gym of his latest journey. Ash he looked around in the city square, a large video screen on a building showed a ten minute interview and showcase of a female. Normally, Ash would fine that sort of stuff boring, but then her face appeared on the screen. 

There she was, the beautiful new lingerie model Scarlett Stardust. About the same age as the teenage trainer, the model already had a large following and fanclub of fans, much like any newcomer idol or J Pop singer or band. Ash could not explain why he could not take his eyes off the screen, something about her drew his attention to her. And then the showcase, showing highlights of her most recent catwalk show and photoshoot. That perfectly shaped body that seemed to be made for sexy underwear, suddenly Ash discovered the sexy appeal of female underwear as she walked the catwalk and struck a pose in the photoshoot. He jaw hung wide open the more he watched, drool dripping down and Pikachu tugging at his pants wondering what was the matter, before a zombie Ash put him into its Pokeball without even realizing what he had done. 

Then the video ended, and began its loop...then it looped again....and again.....and again....and again, to a point where an Officer Jenny had to go over and ask Ash if he was okay, having stood on that spot all morning.

Over the past month, Ash caught up on everything Scalett Stardust related via the Internet and whatever magazines she featured in he could find. To Ash, she was a divine goddess, he could not explain why she made him so excited and alive. It had to be love and attraction for her, it might of sounded creepy to obsess over a model who even though she only dealt in softcore modelling with zero full nudes out there, it was part of the thrill. What did she look like naked? Were her nipples as perfect as her 36D breasts? Did she shave “down there”? Is she a vir.....vir.....it barely mattered. Ash soon discovered masturbation from his new discovery, and that's exactly what he was doing the moment he got to page 4 of his magazine. 

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Another addition at last and we learn just a bit more into Ash's descent into perviness. XD

Not so much plotwise, but you'll see. ;)