It's Team Rocket

"Well well, it's our lucky day."

"Just look at what the Mouth found?"

"It's a butt-naked twerp, I'd say."

Misty looks up in horror at the smirking Team Rocket trio ringed around her. She tries to get up, but her bound arms and stung ass make it impossible. The action turns into a moaning wiggle on the ground while the three criminals watch her.

"Hah," Jessie sneers while placing one heel on Misty's flat chest to pin her in place. "I always knew twerps were stupid, but I had no idea they were perverts too. Oh-ho-ho-ho!"

"I am not a twerp and I'm not a pervert," Misty hotly protests.

"Those kiddy titties and wagging ass certainly beg to differ. I bet your pussy is just dripping right now."

Misty blushes furiously at her words. That's completely unfair. Even if her pussy did feel a little damp, she had just showered and run through the city. Of course she's still wet there. She certainly wasn't about to say that out loud though.

"At least a perverted twerp is better than a perverted old Jynx."

"Jynx? JYNX!?!?" Jessie screeches in rage before flipping Misty's prone body over onto her stomach with a hard shove of her foot.

Misty sputters helplessly as she flips over, exposing her aching, swollen ass to the sky. She only has a second to hear the rustling of leather before a sharp switching feels the air.

SLAP!

Misty screams in pain as the angry, statuesque woman brings her doubled-up belt down on the younger woman's big, red ass.

"I'll show you Jynx, twerp! Your bratty ass will look like it belongs on a Snorlax by the time I'm done with it."

True to her words, Jessie continues to smack the poor ginger's ass until the already swollen ass is a crimson mess. Misty bawls her eyes out from the butt thrashing as she tries to apologize. Even worse, the burning and stinging from her ass starts to spread to Misty's pussy lips and thighs.

"Ehh, hold up a second Jess," Meowth interrupts the thrashing eventually. "Take a look at that rump. Looks like the twerpette caught a poison sting to the rear. The poison will probably leave her throbbing butt in a wheelchair for months if she don't get an antidote soon."

Misty feels her stomach sink at the idea of being confined to a wheelchair with her burning ass for so long.

"Well Meowth," says James in an innocent tone. "We do have an antidote. They're quite expensive though. Is a slutty twerp's fat ass really worth it?"

"Oh-hoh-hoh! It all depends on what we get out of it James," Jessie says while rolling Misty over onto her back.

Staring up at three malicious smirks and with both her pussy and ass an itching, aching mess, Misty knows she has ****.

"Please, give me the antidote. I'll do anything."