Hey,   I want to MST3K this (anyone who's not familiar with this, think of Mystery Science Theater 3000 and how they go through a work and comment on it humorously).   This is my practice attempt at MST3King something.   Cecil and Kain of Final Fantasy 4 (FF2 in the US) will be my critiquers.   On a final warning... the content of this story is mature, and the content of my humorous comments is also, so you're warned.     >  Little did Brock know it, but his wish would come true that very > day.   Cecil: Wow, his wish would come true that day!  It's never come true before!   Kain: Could my wish come true today too?  Could it, Moon?   >  Brock walked along merrily when he heard a voice.  "Psst!  Brock! > Come here!"   Cecil: ... Suspenseful.   Kain: Egads!  Who's there?   >  "Hm..?" Brock squinted through his narrow eyeslits into the trees > and saw Misty.   Cecil: Those eyes are pretty damn narrow already... he can actually make them even narrower??   Kain: Shaddup, purple-hair!  I'm immersed in the story!   > She seemed to be hiding.  "What's wrong, Misty?"   Kain:  Ah, what a wonderfully put question... gee, I wonder what the answer is?   Cecil:  Quiet!  Or we won't hear the fantastically important response!   >  "A twig has me hooked!" Misty explained.   Cecil:  Hmm, I didn't know twigs were a form of narcotics in the Pokemon universe.   Kain:  Explains why're they're always frigging lost in a forest during the shows.  They're looking for more of the "good stuff."   Cecil:  Man, I want some good stuff right about now.   > "Help me out here!"   Cecil:  The classic simple statement.   Kain:  If you're addicted to twigs, Misty, there's things that can help... there's counseling, for one.   >  "Hmm...okay." >  Brock walked toward Misty and sure enough, a branch had attached > itself in the belt loop of her cut-offs.   Kain: I'm struggling not to comment on the improbability of a twig getting stuck in a belt like that, unless you go stick it in with your own hand.   Cecil:  Mmmm, cut-offs... (Rosa whacks him on the back of the head) Ouch, hey!  Anyways, what's even more improbable is that she can't break the stupid twig herself, either just by walking away or with her hands. The drama here is riveting!  Will Brock free her from the ravages of the twig!   Kain:  On a side note, why didn't they say in the first place that she was stuck to the twig?  We thought she was smokin' twigs or something!   > He kneeled down to examine it but his eyes kept wandering toward her > firm ass.   Cecil:  Boy, does he know how to be appropriate in a time of need.   Kain:  Let's not forget, this is the guy who's horney every 1.5 episodes, and his horniness always causes some kind of trouble.   >  "Brock?" >  "...huh?" >  "Help me out already..."  Misty was growing impatient.   Kain:  Help me, help me, help me!  I can't break a stupid twig!  I promise I won't get a huge head with sharp teeth while yelling during the show ever again!   Cecil:   >  "Misty..."  Brock slowly lifted his hand and rested it on her > buttocks.   Cecil:  Yep, very appropriate...   Kain:  Ya know, it's too bad I don't know anyone who would go for this kind of behavior.  That'd rock.   >  "Brock!" Misty cried out.  "What are you doing!"   Kain:   My hand is on your ass.  That's what I'm doing.  Can't you tell?   >  Squeezing it gently, he let his other hand roam around on her > slender legs.  From her calves to her sexy thighs until finally, both > hands were on Misty's ass.  He squeezed again, with both hands. >  "Oh!"  Misty let out a short moan.   Cecil:  Man, this is better than what I get with Rosa!    Kain:   >  "Misty..."  One of Brock's hands slowly roamed up further, > unhooking her suspenders.   Kain:  ... Suspenders.  What a fashion statement.   Cecil:  Ah, quiet down, Mr. "I'm wearing a dragon head around my face and I look cool!"   Kain:   >  After removing the suspenders, Brock slowly slid her shorts off.   Cecil: With shorts!  Will her fashion sense never cease to amaze me?   > Surprisingly, Misty assisted him by lifting her leg.  A wet patch was > already forming on her white cotton panties in her crotch area.   Cecil:   Kain:   >  "Brock...go for it..." Misty let Brock know that it was okay.   Kain:   Cecil:   >  The trainer from Pewter City nodded and removed her yellow shirt, > exposing her medium-sized breasts that were as perfect as two > oranges.   Cecil: How.. descriptive.  I'll never look at orange juice the same again :).   Kain:  Yellow shirt?  Yuck.   > Unclasping her bra, Brock massaged Misty's breasts.   Kain:  At least the mystery is answered... she is past puberty, and she does in fact wear a bra.   Cecil:  Yep, we were wondering for a long time.   > He could feel her breathing more heavily. >  Brock's head lowered as he stuck out his tongue, licking her erect > nipples.  After teasing them for a short while, he and Misty lied > down on the grassy ground, with Brock on top.   Cecil:  Way to be a man, Brock!  Do it!  Do it!  Do it now!   Kain:   > He sucked on her nipples hungrily as she continued to increase the speed > of her breathing.   Kain:  Awww, screw foreplay!  Come'on!   >  "Now...Brock, now...!"  Misty wanted him inside her that very > moment.   Cecil:  It appears even she agrees with you, Kain.   >  Brock agreed as he unzipped his pants and undergarments.  Removing > her panties, he marvelled at her crotch.   Cecil:  What was it like, that box in Pulp Fiction that had that light inside we never saw?   Kain:  Are you amazed, Brock?  Have you found a new deeper purpose in life?   > Her vagina was glowing from love juices which were flowing down her > lovely legs already.   Kain:  Juice!  Orange juice!   Cecil:  You said it, Kain!  OJ!   > Inserting his erect penis into the tight garden, he let out a sigh of > relief.   Cecil: She finally put out.  All it took was getting her wasted on twigs.   Kain:  Right on, brutha.   > This did not last long, however, as he slowly began to pull > his penis and back in rhythmatically.  The pumping caused Misty to > moan in ecstasy as she wrapped her legs around his waist, forcing him > to go deeper into her.   Cecil:  Can you think of a witty comment for this moment, Kain?   Kain:  Nope, can you?   Cecil:  Nope.  Let's just glaze over and enjoy it.   >  "Oh God, Brock....harder....faster..."   Cecil:  Now THAT I have heard.  Just replace the Brock with Cecil, and put it in Rosa's voice.   Kain: (Just to get quality points with Rosa so she'll put out someday for him)   >  Brock did as he was told until finally they both climaxed.  Brock > let out a grunt while Misty let out a scream.  Their breathing > finally slowed down to a normal rate. >  "Brock...I love you..."  Misty's eyes were sparkling from joy.   Kain:  Like they never sparkle normally.  Anime eyes are sparkly!   Cecil:  Yeah!  They must use glitter.   >  "I love you, too, Misty."   Cecil: Awww.... how touching.  I wanna go lay mah bitch again now.   Kain:  Have fun, brutha.   Ismail   P.S. All AGFFers... what did you think?