Melissa couldn't help but overhear Louie's words, and they clicked.<br/>The strange aura of fumes around Austin. His blank look. How she couldn't seem to help herself.<br/><br/>She'd been raped by a horny Pokemon. The shame she felt, the relief she felt; it wasn't her fault. The Gastly had taken advantage. Had taken control. Had made her do things she wouldn't let herself do, because she wanted to keep her virginity. It had been taken away from her, and now she felt...<br/><br/>... angry, afraid, lost, incomplete ... horny. Still. And unsatisfied. She wished.. she wished she was brave enough to keep rubbing herself. To ask HIM to finish up with her. He was a victim too, he couldn't even remember popping her cherry.<br/><br/>Melissa looked up at Austin, anxiously. She had to pull her hand away from her pussy, and she brought her knees up, feet on the ground, legs apart. The people around her had already seen every part of her, had already seen her engaged in sex, much as she was ashamed of the fact.<br/><br/>She lay there, needy, wanting, trying to get up the courage to ask for what she'd already been forcefully given. She managed a soft, whispered, "Please..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>