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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "\tGhost Pokemon were not actually ghosts, right? That was what everyone had told Jake when he had called them up asking for advice on how to deal with heading into the abandoned Transitorum Poke-Center. The old, abandoned estate was not as well-protected by its rusting, ramshackle gates and fences as it should have been... and from what he knew about the place, it was a hot spot for trainers looking for either a spooky new friend to add to their roster or a place for their goth asses to challenge other trainers to fight in. In either case, the sprawling old house might have looked spooky enough, especially at night, but Jake was pretty certain that he had nothing to fear from such a well-traversed area. It was just like any other forest or cave... filled with Pokemon that were just a bit more creepy and weird than the rest. He needed to do this, anyways, his team had a slot open that practically screamed for a Ghost-type to fill it.\n\n\tThe cat rubbed gently at the collection of Poke Balls on his belt before squeezing into the narrow gap between the front gate and walking forwards towards the front door of the estate, looking at the broken windows across the building?s front and its dead lawn. There was graffiti on the door and across the walls of the building, and somehow the fake dicks and gang signs that had been spraypainted onto the entrance and the pillars surrounding it made it all the more easy for Jake to sigh out and relieve some of that pressure that had been building up in him ever since he had made the decision to come to this place. There had been a reason that Transtorum City had an overly expansive Poke-Center rotting outside of town, after all...\n\n\tThe doors let out a metallic groaning as he pushed them open, creaking on their hinges as he stepped in and then shivered a little. Not only was the grey-furred cat barely able to see in here, but it felt like the temperature had dropped at least ten degrees... That did it. He reached to the Poke Ball closest to the center of his belt and threw it out, unleashing his Typhlosion onto the dirty tiles. The beige and navy blue-furred creature immediately lit up the room around the spikes of bright red fur that were settled around its shoulders. Jake?s Typhlosion immediately turned around to him, standing on its hind legs... and then gave him a huge hug as the cat neared in and buried himself into his beige fuzz. ``Hey there. I?m gonna need your help again today,'' Jake said as he rubbed at the big Pokemon?s sides. ``It?s going to be a bit spooky today, but I?m going to feel better with you by my side.'' His Typhlosion looked down at him with a curious, confused look before nuzzling down to the top of his head and pulling back, ending up on all fours and padding next to him, seemingly staying as close to his side as possible in order to keep radiating the cat with his heat. ``We?re trying to find another member of our team today, there?s a gym we?re going towards where we?ll need a Ghost-type to help us achieve victory.'' Jake?s partner, one of his closest friends ever since he had gotten him as a Cyndaquil, nodded with a knowing look in his eyes. Sometimes it seemed like he was just as invested in getting Jake?s name known across the entire region as the cat was... or maybe it was because the Typhlosion was eager to share in that glory. How many gym battles had ended with the Typhlosion stomping on top of his opponent?s downed Pokemon and happily roaring out his triumphs until he was called back, now?\n\n\tFor someplace that was apparently a hotspot of trainer activity, the cat was surprised to find that the building was nearly silent aside from their footsteps... and the far off cackling of what Jake had to assume was his next potential capture. ``Well, at least we can hear them coming...'' Detritus littered the empty rooms around them as they continued on, discarded soda cans and plastic bags rolling around and fluttering in the breeze that seemed to be ever-present within the building. Funnily enough, it had been a somewhat hot and dry August night outside... Ghosts or not, certain Pokemon tended to have an effect on their environment when they gathered en-masse, right? ... or was he misremembering that and this place had just been creepy as hell before a bunch of Misdreavus and Sableyes made it their home... Honestly? He could definitely focus down on trying to grab a Sableye, those gem eyes did make them look pretty cool.\n\n\tHaving something to focus himself down on helped him to push those worried thoughts from reading too many spooky Pokedex entries out of his head and actually start to look for Pokemon properly. It was bitterly ironic, then, that most of what he started to come across once he was actually looking was... well, anyone who loved Pokemon was loathe to call even the most common small bird or rodent-shaped critters ``trash'', but there was a certain amount of chaff that a trainer typically needed to go through when it came to wild Pokemon before they could find one that would make for more than a pet to give to someone for their birthday. Jake had to wonder if the reason that nobody was around at the abandoned hospital was because a group of trainers had come through and basically cleaned house of everything that would be great in a fight. They really needed to implement those over-capture laws one of these days... Jake?s Typhlosion cut a practical swath through the Duskulls and Rotoms that he found roaming the halls, to the point where an hour into the excursion he was actually starting to consider packing it up and heading back to the hotel room he had booked. Trepidation had given way to sheer boredom and a slight feeling like he was just bullying some small fry Pokemon trying to enjoy their lives.\n\n\tEventually, though, he heard that cackling a little closer, when he and his Typhlosion had walked up to the third floor. ``That... doesn?t sound like something we?ve come across before.'' His partner shook his head before they continued on, able to see some kind of massive purple glow coming from one of the gutted intensive care wards down the hall. As it turned out, they would not have to come to that source of light, because soon it would be coming to them. Jake halted in place as he saw a Pichu in a cowboy hat desperately trying to hop and crawl out from where that purple light was emanation from, its body trapped in a leather jacket that seemed far too big for it. A few moments later, something strange followed it out. It was obviously a Pokemon... what else would it be? Jake had never seen it before, though... It was like a squat violet humanoid figure, barely bigger than a cabinet or extra large pillow, its arms and legs ending in sharp fingers and toes, its back covered in spines quite similar in shape to the ones on Jake?s Typhlosion. The Pichu let out a squeal as this ghostly figure chased after the little electric rodent, waggling an extra-large tongue at the little thing as it let out a scream. ``Aaaaaaaaah! Hahaha, gar gar!'' Then, it suddenly turned around to face them, and Jake could see its face properly. Large red eyes with beady pupils narrowed down on them with a malicious glint, its face stretched wide into an evil grin as it began to float towards them.\n\n\tOkay, maybe something with a bit of an attitude problem, but... it was like fate had told him exactly what he needed to grab. That purple marshmallow of a ghost? That was a hellion of a Pokemon. That would do wonderfully. Jake pointed his finger out towards the Gar (Gar?) as it floated towards them rapidly. ``Typhlosion, go, flame it down!'' Jake quickly dodged out of the way as the air around his partner started to grow super hot, scorch marks being burned into the floor as it planted its paws down and anchored itself while its eyes glowed brightly and a beaded point of light appeared between its jaws. As it looked over to the Ghost-type, that point of light suddenly turned into a gout of intense flame that swelled out in a surging vertical column as the spikes on its back transmogrified into a roiling bonfire. The humanoid ghost was struck in the direct center of its mass, that smile flipping upside down into a toothy frown as it started to frantically pat itself on the sides and lower body, doing its best to put out the flames that had been left over from getting absolutely slathered in flame. Jake got one of the shrunken yellow-and-black balls out of his bag and flicked the button on its front, feeling it expand out to fill his hand as he judged the distance, feeling the sphere thrum in its hands as it told him it was getting its nav-computer and propulsion system ready. The best time to do this sort of thing was when a Pokemon was winded, distracted, not really able to work its way out of the spatial displacement cage that it was dragged down into. He pulled his arm back... \n\n\t``G-Gengar!'', it screamed back at him as it saw him suddenly and then mirrored his motion. For a brief second, Jake thought that it was about to try and toss the black sphere that appeared at the tips of its fingers at him, the orb crackling with bright energy as it momentarily flashed into an inverted coloration scheme, black lightning on a white sphere. Then, as Jake prepared to dodge, it tossed it towards the Typhlosion with another chuckle, the sphere slamming into his side as the Pokemon tried to move out of the way, letting out a pained bellow as the shape melded into its body like a shadow fading into his body. It was getting closer and closer, its tongue now hanging out of its mouth again as it seemed to lean forwards in its flight while leering at the both of them.\n\n\tJake twisted back to his Typhlosion. He looked shaken, but not too hurt off of that last attack. What a good boy... ``Alright, center down on it and come up from below, Typhlosion, you know what to do.'' The large Fire-type nodded and dug his paws into the ground as he closed his eyes, a subtle shift in the air around him seeping down into the floor. The Gengar did not seem to notice what was happening as a subtle orange glow began to build under the ground, but eventually he started trying to skid to a stop in midair... seconds before a large gout of centralized magma suddenly pushed out of the ground and launched up towards the ceiling and around the Ghost-type. The cat could hear a loud shriek from within the pillar of molten lava before it suddenly ceased, showing that the Gengar had started to hover down to the floor and barely had his eyes open, desperately trying to pick himself back up and push off of the ground as soon as he reached it. It was time. Jake swung the Poke Ball back again and then flung it, watching the thing arc and sail forwards before slamming into its body. In a second, the Pokemon was reduced to an outline of itself, pulled back into the Poke Ball in a beam of light and reduced to frantically making the thing shake as the light at the front of the ball held steady. Jake waited on edge for the Poke-Ball to stop shaking, his eyes wide, his hands balled into fists... Once, twice... klik. ``Yeah!'', he screamed out as he pumped his fist. ``Alright, let?s get you out of here and...''\n\n\tThe purple light in the intensive care ward had not dimmed, and in fact seemed to be only intensifying as dozens of Gengars suddenly swarmed out of the room and headed towards them, all laughing at once in a great collected crowd of harsh, mean chuckles. Jake screamed and went for the Poke-Ball. It was a greedy impulse, of course, but he thought he was fast enough to get it and run. Feline reflexes and all that. His Typhlosion grabbed him by the back of his shirt with his teeth and yanked him back as soon as he had the ball in his hand, both of them turning to run.\n\n\tIt was too late. Jake had just enough time to see one of the Gengar suddenly collide into the back of his partner and then push into him, seemingly merging into the Fire-type?s body as he fell to the floor. ``N-No!'' He felt hands grip him by the arms and lift him up as his Typhlosion stirred on the ground, as if having some kind of terrible nightmare, his eyes closed and his maw curled into a deep frown. Jake tried to kick out at the ghosts as they started to rub and squeeze at his body, but he was able to see that his shoes were going straight through them... It felt so unfair. Even as he tried to rip himself out of their grasp, biting and clawing at them and doing nothing more than hitting thin air, he could feel them pulling his shoes off and digging their fingers into his clothes. ``S-Stop it!'' They could do anything they wanted to him, and he... He still had more Pokemon. The cat reached down frantically to his belt, only to have it pulled away from him and flung down the hallway as he desperately tried to grasp for his Espeon. Jake practically tried to swim towards it, finding himself making some progress for a while, only to hear that giggling start up again as he looked down and saw that he was surfing on the Gengars? hands as they propped him up, grasping at his pants and shirt and tugging them off like they were stripping him in the midst of a crowd surf. Pretty soon, they had him completely nude, and he was yanked back and turned upside down as he found himself staring at the Ultra Ball that he had just thrown. He grimaced a little bit as he felt his flaccid member flopping around in the chill, shame and resentment for the vicious pranksters around him filling him A single purple finger gently swirled its way over to the button at its center and then pressed it, kicking out the singed Gengar within and leaving him hacking and coughing on the ground for a few seconds as it kicked its legs and rolled around. Then, it rose, smiling as if it had never been hurt before, and looked the cat over, bending forwards slightly to stare him right in the face with only inches between their eyes. ``I... I guess I can?t just apologize for... wait...'' The thing toddled on its shaky legs over to the side of his head. ``Where are you going?''\n\n\tHe could feel it grab at his back and front, squeezing down on him. Then, a few seconds later, his mind went blank as the Gengar slammed its hips forwards and he felt something thick and massive press through his ears and into his head. In moments, the cat?s eyes started to glaze over as he let out a soft moan, his ears flicking gently as the other ghosts started to surround him. The Gengar he was trying to capture, with one push, had gotten balls-deep in his head, and the resulting metaphysical phenomenon made Jake feel like the Pokemon had literally thrust straight into his brain, his big veiny cock massive and girthy enough that he would need to spread his fingers a little to grasp it in his palm and interrupting his thoughts like someone had dropped a dam in them mid-stream. His mind was practically locked in a numbed and empty state as the Gengar pressed up against him gently pushed forwards and ground his base against the cat?s ear. There was no discomfort or pain, just an intensely strange sensation that he could not even begin to wrap his mind around. As that immaterial dick throbbed inside his head, he could feel it gently spreading what had been his thoughts apart, like its member was making a hole for... something. Gengars all around him were starting to hover and float in a circle as they closed in, their hands clenching around their heavy shafts as they appeared between their legs, starting to jack themselves off at the sight of the feline that they had just captured for themselves. Jake did not know it, but he was about to be their fourth round of entertainment for the night.\n\n\tAs the Gengar in his head pulled back and then slammed itself in hard, it was like having his psyche jostled, like having that cockhead push forwards and press against the pleasure center of his brain, rushing bliss and arousal through them. As the blood paradoxically flushed its way up into his shaft, a pleased and dreamy groan pushed out of him while his cheeks flushed brighter. Even if he would have consciously, this felt good on a physical level. The hallway was soon filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as the Gengars jacked off their veiny rods around him, grunting and panting as they hunched over themselves mid-float. If Jake was paying any attention, he probably would have seen that some of them were starting to have a bright green layer of fluid start to coat over their cocktips as they worked themselves. He also would have noticed that another Gengar had floated down to stuff his face into their crotch, grinding hard against him as it rolled its tongue teasingly up his stomach, matting his fur down with saliva as it rubbed up against his face. The only thing that Jake practically felt right now was the Gengar jackhammering into his head, the one that was slowly becoming stiff as a rock, veins pulsing inside of his head, a gentle squishing sound growing between his ears as his mind started to tingle...\n\n\tHe would not know that the pre dribbling down into his head, settling into his mind and being absorbed in, was ectoplasm, nor would he have seen that it carried the same green glow to it as the other Gengars had at the front of their shafts as they began to drip and splash out more and more as they jerked themselves furiously. As the Gengar fucked his brain, he drizzled more and more of his juices into Jake?s mind, and in the empty haze of his interrupted mind, he started to think again. The only problem was that he was no longer thinking with his own thoughts. They came in brief little spurts at first... one word phrases. Suck. Fuck. Lick. The words came at the same time as the Gengar in front of his face began to grip his jaws and pull them open, gently pressing his cockhead in between his lips and then ramming it forwards, making Jake choke and snort around the thick dick in his muzzle even though he should have been able to take in an unstifled breath of air. He could taste it on his lips, on his tongue, that flesh carrying a soft coolness to it but surging and stretching out his mouth as he was hilted in. The more that the Gengar at his side slammed in, the more those thoughts began to solidify, and Jake found himself starting to mindlessly suckle and lick at the shaft in his maw as he stared forwards mindlessly into the Ghost-type?s stomach. He should lick, he should suck on them... this turned him on... His member thwapped against his belly as he gulped, feeling some of his own pre splash down onto his chin. It felt nice to have this Gengar filling his throat, stretching it wide as it rammed his face. He was a total slut for being used like this, for being dominated, for having his free will taken from him. He gulped down the ectoplasmic pre washing down into his mouth as he breathed through his nose, those new thoughts sinking down into his mind, the taste of that slightly bitter cream washing away on his mouth followed by a subtle pins-and-needles feeling inside of him... a gentle heat starting to grow in the pit of his stomach. ``G-Gar!'', the one at his ear cried out as he rocked himself forwards, back and forth, the sound of his head being fucked rising above everything else as the Gengar worked his massive shaft in hard. His brain was being washed with that fluid now, glazed with it, that soft glow emanating from his head as his eyes began to take on a green tint. He was a submissive whore who loved being used by dominant personalities. He got off on others being mean to him. He would do anything for someone that twinged him the right way... \n\n\tThe Gengars were closing in now, practically hovering above him now with their cocks pointed down to his body as they pumped and worked at themselves, big globs of pre beginning to spatter down onto his body as they snickered lustfully. ``G-geng...'' ``Gaaaaaaaaaar...'' ``Gehehehe...'' Strange things were starting to happen where that spent cream was washing down onto his back and chest. Jake could feel the heat growing around him as he was splashed with precum, the temperature rising but never growing too stifling or even uncomfortable as his fur pattern started to become washed over with a deep navy blue. It started in blotches at first, little uneven circles that emanated from where the fluids splashed out onto him. They were getting closer and closer though, their forms trembling... with every thrust into him, their shafts were getting stickier, throbbing more firmly inside of him. Fucking his mind and throat, stretching them to the breaking points as he was used just like he wanted to be. Just like he needed to be. He was a slut for Gengars. A slut in general, really, but Gengars made him especially needy. They were some of the meanest bullies out there when it came to Pokemon... and if he saw one he would want to submit to it immediately and let it play with him. They would know how to push all his buttons... Jake grunted softly as he felt the base of their shafts whap in over and over again into his orifices, eyes unfocused, cock surging against his belly as his thin fluids rolled down his body and mixed with the Gengar precum that was changing him so thoroughly, utterly overwhelmed by the rough fucking he was going through. After all, they would be the ones who decided where his buttons were in the first place. Jake felt his mouth water as something tightened in his voice box and he felt a soft growl roll through him. He had to open up for a moment as his teeth shifted, that increasingly viscous spunk making his fangs sharpen up a little as his muzzle gave a few gentle cracks. As the Gengar went back to plowing his mouth like it would be its last chance ever to have fun with him, the cat?s muzzle began to taper out, thinning down slightly as it pushed forwards towards the base of the Ghost-type?s shaft. The heat inside him felt like a roaring furnace on a cold day, something that he was instantly used to as every gulp made it rage hotter and hotter...\n\n\t``G-Gaaaaaaaar!'' That first blast of cum across his body was enough to immediately paint part of his back and leg with glowing green jizz, splattering and splashing across his fur and immediately beginning to thin it out just a tad as it tinted where it pushed out a swath of blue. Some of the next few gushes landed on his tail, and as it did, it began to shorten as the fur on it thickened out, growing spikier and turning into a multitude of oranges and reds and yellows. That first load of jizz being pumped out onto the cat?s body seemed to be a signal to the rest that they could let go and start unloading onto him, as the sounds of those hands working frantically against their shafts grew louder as they quickened their pace. Lustful, enthusiastic moans of sheer bliss filled the room as Jake was soon increasingly coated in the stuff while his head was pounded so hard from both of those used holes that he started to naturally list his head to the side, a little bit of drool washing down his elongating muzzle as he gulped frantically, feeling one of those phantom veins pressing right against his tongue...\n\n\tThe change to his body frame passed him by entirely as bones shifted within his body, his pores drinking in that utter cavalcade of jizz and spreading the changes through his entire form. His ears began to flick smaller, shrinking as that feline patterning on his body gave way to a very familiar blue and beige coat that ran down his body. Hands and feet lost their dexterity as they shifted, the bones in his arms and legs changing and locking into new shapes. Soon, the Gengars holding his body up had to shift him around a little, spreading his legs slightly, working with the changes and that new frame to keep him steady as the one right next to his head kept slamming himself in furiously... His headfur turned into a mohawk of flame-colored fuzz, a smaller mirror of the spikes of brightly colored fur that tufted up from his wider backside where that tail used to be. His face had taken on something of a pointed, flat look, making him look almost ferret-like if anyone without a comprehensive knowledge of Pokemon species took a glance at him. He was absolutely coated in that transformative fluid, and it was shrinking him down slightly to fit what he had become...\n\n\tThe Gengars at his holes were not slowing down, not even as their orgasms neared and then kicked off, rushing out of them in a wet and warm flood down to his stomach and onto his head. With every thrust, jizz splattered and layered over his brain like glaze on top of a finished cake, coating it in those thoughts that had been pushed into his head, sealing them in tight. Meanwhile, as his throat bulged and excess jizz flowed out of his mouth while he gulped obediently, the internal flame inside the new Quilava flickered and danced as more fuel as added to it to the point where a bit of smoke slowly floated out from his maw. For a while, the pair continued to thrust and drain themselves into the new Pokemon?s body before they were as dried out as they possibly could be. Then, the both of them slowly pulled out, the one in his head giving a quick jerk to jolt him awake, before he was unceremoniously dropped on the floor.\n\n\tThe last half an hour or so was an utter blur for the confused trainer as he landed in a heap, shaking his head and looking over to where his Typhlosion was still seemingly passed out. ``Quil!'', he called out as he attempted to stir him from his sleep, still aware of the fact that he was surrounded by incredibly sexy... Jake was not entirely sure whether his gasp came from his words failing him or that his mind was inundated with new and incredibly lewd thoughts regarding his tormenters. ``L-Lava...'', he whined out as listened to his own voice, a blush on his face and a strange taste in the back of his throat. He had images in his head right now of the Gengars that were watching him swooping back down to continue fucking him, and it completely undercut the panic that he could feel rising up in him as he realized what he had become. They had turned him into a Pokemon, and yet... all he could think about right now was a second round in their hands. Equal parts shame, shock, and arousal filled him as he buried his hands into his head and let out another whine while he felt his dick throb against his body, still leaking pre into the ground that gently sizzled as it hit the floor. Everything felt off right now... both physically and mentally. He eventually tried to stand up onto his feet like he had seen his Typhlosion do, but the best he could manage was a swaying stand that soon saw him falling onto his stomach and surrounded by laughter as the Gengars called him a complete idiot. He barked back at them to stop, but that just made them cackle even harder. Being able to understand what they wanted from him now was no help... if anything, the fact that he was just going to be their plaything for the night just made him throb even harder. He could not beg for them to fuck him, he still had enough dignity to deny that, he would not beg...\n\n\tLuckily for him, he would not be tempted with debasing himself for long. ``T-ty...'' Jake swiftly twisted his head back towards his partner, watching him get back up onto his feet. ``Ty... phlosion...''\n\n\t``Quih?'' Even in the state he was in at the moment, Jake could still tell that something was off with his Pokemon. Just from the tone of his voice, he seemed stragenly distant. Not to mention, the only thing that he had to say after getting attacked like that was that he felt good? What... Jake started to back away as soon as his Typhlosion turned, showing off bright red eyes with beady pupils and a stretched, fangy smile. Every step in this new body was difficult, and soon he found himself falling back onto his ass and nearly toppling over as his Typhlosion neared, every step another sway as that grin remained. All the Gengars around him questioned why he was backing away from such a close friend, especially when the only thing he wanted was to have a little bit of fun with him, and his Typhlosion gave a slow nod at that. Jake looked between his legs as he neared... and he could see his shaft wobbling with every step, already thick and heavy and ready to utterly plow him.\n\n\tThe Quilava immediately realized that he had made a catastrophic mistake as his focus centered on the way that dick twitched and pulsed against his middle, absolutely raging and no doubt readied to plunge deep into him. All his thoughts about the Gengars around him immediately shifted to his best friend as his Typhlosion told him that it just felt like it wanted to fuck him now, that it had not climaxed in ages and it needed to dump a load in his ass... Jake?s tailhole clenched at the thought of it, his claws curling into the ground as his friend closed the distance and soon started to nuzzle up against his side. He felt so big now... and so warm... Jake could feel himself splurt a thick gout of pre all over his front as he thought that. Ugh, he wanted to feel something warm against himself right now. Something warm on top of him. Something pinning him too...\n\n\tHe gave a sharp cry as the Typhlosion pressed one of his paws straight between his shoulder blades, pressing down against the blue fur and driving him to the hard ground. Almost immediately, he began to squirm frantically as he felt that fur brushing over his own, the realization setting in. He was about to let his own Pokemon claim dominance over him. He immediately had a mental image of himself in a leash being dragged along by his Typhlosion... and the thought practically made himself hike his ass up into the air as the Pokemon climbed up onto him. He should not have been allowing his Typhlosion take control of him like this, but he was loathe to do anything else, the thought of that thick cock slamming into him giving him the quivers deep inside as he felt his Pokemon get up onto his back. It was so strangely pleasurable to have his friend brushing up against his tail-spikes, mooshing them down, like he was getting scratched and massaged in a newly sensitive spot on his body as the Typhlosion practically used his bulk to hold him to the floor. It was like having a weighted blanket, warm and fresh out of the dryer, thrown on top of him. The most he could do, as the Typhlosion lined up on him and started to idly hump and grind against his cheeks, was press up into that heavier form and leech off his body warmth as he lit up like a tomato in a navy blue parka. Jake stammered out softly that the Typhlosion was possessed, and his partner stated that he did not care. He just wanted to fuck. Jake could not think up an argument to throw against that, or to throw against the urges that had taken him over despite his best interests. He had to absolutely empty himself out here and now, and he wanted to do it feeling himself wrapped around that Typhlosion?s heavy cock.\n\n\tHe began to work his ass back and forth against that member pressing up against him, moaning out that he wanted to be fucked and then immediately stifling himself. There was no denying that this was happening, no fighting his own urges, but there was still that sense that he was giving into needs that were not his own, even as the Typhlosion pressed into his shoulders and squeezed at him while telling him that he felt so hot now... Jake tensed up as he felt the Typhlosion starting to lightly press and work himself against his tailhole, shuddering as that domehead pressed against his entrance and started to slightly sink into the tight muscle there. He was taking his time entering him, although from the way he talked it was not out of care so much as he was getting used to his own body... that Gengar inside him was probably having the time of his life piloting around. Soon, Jake was biting down on his lip as he felt the Typhlosion starting to drive his hips forwards hard, not so much punching his way in as pressing forwards with an even force that made his body gradually yield to it, pressing his way against the muscles until his ring slipped around him and started to squeeze down. Jake, for his part, could feel himself throbbing up a storm as his head filled with sheer lust and bliss, his sensitive flesh being rubbed at thoroughly as the Typhlosion inserted himself in. The Quilava blushed as his partner told him that he was tight, squeezing down on the shaft inside of him instinctually as the Typhlosion took a soft thrust in that pushed another inch of cock inside of his body, practically surging a spike of pleasure through his form in a split-second and making him gasp and beg for him to keep going. His possessed partner would never deny him that, and the Typhlosion snickered as he suddenly rammed himself forwards with all the lack of care of the other Gengars, making Jake feel like his tunnel was being split open as that girthy dick pressed into him. As the Typhlosion slid up his body and rested his weight down on the Quilava?s shivering form, Jake found himself unable to hold himself up any longer. Weakened by the sheer bliss surging through his nerves, the Quilava fell to the floor, being spread out by the Typhlosion?s body as he pressed down on him and rooted himself in. Jake knew what was coming, and he thought he was ready for it. As the Typhlosion pulled back up to his cockhead as hard as he could and then slammed himself back in, though, he found himself not ready for the sheer speed at which the Typhlosion would work him. Laid out on the ground like this, he was a prime target for the Typhlosion to angle himself into and just utterly piston and stuff himself into his asshole over and over again, working at a fervent pace as he moaned about how good it felt while his paw went to the Quilava?s head and practically pushed him down into the ground.\n\n\tThat gesture of sheer control over him was enough to twinge Jake deep down in a way that made the building excitement inside of him start to rise higher and higher. He may not have been in a mindset to fully enjoy the utter plowing that those Gengars had given him, but his body had been more than primed for his coming climax. Jake?s member dripped and smeared thin fluids over the ground and onto his belly as he was driven into the ground with every thrust while his partner worked his body, slamming down and over those walls that practically gripped him at this point like a wall. He could not stop thinking about the fact that he was such a total slut, his mind swirling between that embarrassment at how fast he had given into his urges and sheer happiness that he had, the two emotions surging and dancing around each other like how he could feel himself churning and welling up inside, both of them linked to that pounding, his eyes closing tight as he focused on the feeling of every thrust utterly filling him, slamming in deep, rocketing bliss through him, he was such a good slut, such a slut, such a...\n\n\tJake?s orgasm was practically ignored by the Typhlosion as he took the cat?s body and turned it into his personal plaything, sheathing himself in his body over and over and burying him in his fuzz, but the Quilava?s whole body shook as he felt that heat flush up the front of his body, that first cumshot pushing out and jetting forwards to catch in his upper body, leaving his coat a sticky mess soon as he was constantly pushed into the trails of jizz forming underneath him with every shot. Jake?s mouth hung open as he was fucked hard, the Typhlosion barely even recognizing that he was climaxing all over himself aside from telling him that he was such a good slut. The Quilava pushed his ass back again, working his hips up weakly and letting himself get pounded back into the ground as his partner fucked him mercilessly while that thought continued to roll around in his head. Such a good slut...\n\n\tThe Quilava relaxed into the moment as the afterglow hit him, all the energy leaving his body as he went limp underneath the Typhlosion and shuddered softly. Was he even sure that most of these feelings were due to what the Gengars had done to him? He knew that there were a lot of new thoughts in his head, but... what if this was just removing enough of his modesty to allow him to do what he had always wanted to do deep down? Bringing up natural tendencies, letting him know that it was okay to serve his betters... The former cat could only remind himself that he was a good slut as he thought about that, pressing back again and feeling the Typhlosion?s hips and dick socket up against him like they were made for each other. Maybe he had always been.\n\n\tThere was a pleasure in just surrendering to that dominant Pokemon behind him, feeling his pleasure with every snort and grunt as he slammed in. Occasionally he would let out a little burst of fire from his mouth as he punched deep into Jake?s innards, his cock surging into him in a way that made Jake feel it around his lower torso, like that member was bulging him out. How often had he fantasized about being on bottom? Could he think of even a single dominant fantasy that he had ever had?\n\n\tIn the state he was in right now, it was impossible to grab onto or recall one of them, so the answer was as clear as the pleasure he felt as the Typhlosion fucked the senses out of his exhausted body... He was not dominant. He was an insatiable bottom, eager to be fucked. He was a slut. Jake gently groaned out as he felt his overworked rear getting claimed, the Typhlosion bent over him in a way that made it so that he could keep charging in deep without even removing himself too much, pulling out to the halfway point of his member before stuffing the whole thing back in. He was meant to be down here, underneath him. Meant to be used. The part of him that was embarrassed by all this was falling asleep for the moment as he told himself, reassured himself, that this was just how things were supposed to be.\n\n\tHe could tell that the Typhlosion was getting closer by the second as it drove itself in, throbbing and huffing and tensing and dribbling that warm stickiness into his body. Good, he wanted to give his friend the fucking of a lifetime, wanted to be a good warm hole for him. There was nothing better for him to do, it was what he was best at. He felt the Typhlosion nip him on the ear a couple times as he felt like his rear was stretched as far as he could go, the Gengar using his partner?s body beginning to push the Typhlosion?s libido to the edge. That little horny snicker in his voice as he told him that he was about to blow inside of him was enough to drive him wild. Strange little fantasies that he had just enough wherewithal to fight began to play in his head of throwing himself to the Gengars and becoming their live-in slut... he wanted to get this fixed, but he wanted to be treated like this all the time now, his tailhole used and his body covered in their jizz. That was one step too far to give in, but he could not help what his subconscious wanted... or his body, from the way his member twitched at the thought of that... \n\n\tHe could feel the heat building up behind him as the walls started to catch fire, little relatively harmless flickers of flame sparking to life on the peeling paint and wood underneath and sputtering out just as fast as the Typhlosion started to raise up on top of Jake, kneading his paws in deep into his back and roaring out loud with every thrust now, slowing down as he made sure to plant himself in again and again, Jake?s limp member starting to twitch back to life as he was utterly worked. He could feel the quick little pulses and twitches happening inside him pressing him out, easing him even more loose after every hole-stretching collision deep into his body. Soon, his Typhlosion reached down, planted his paws against Jake?s own, and placed his head against Jake?s shoulder as he took one more deep thrust in...\n\n\tSoothing heat filled Jake?s body as the both of them sighed almost in unison, that rush of cum splashing into him holding a new and surprisingly pleasant feeling to it as it washed over his crevices and filled him with its warmth. The Typhlosion panted in his ear as he planted himself in, shooting himself as deep as he could into the former cat?s hole before starting to slowly pull back, seemingly making sure to coat as much as Jake?s insides as he could, biting on his ear again and tugging gently before telling him that he had just experienced the best climax that he had in years. They really needed to turn more trainers into Pokemon, as they made the best playthings. With a little grunt, he pulled out of the Quilava, his member still twitching and that big smile quivering at the sides of his face, and backed off of him before saying to someone else that he was finished.\n\n\tWhat did that mean, though? Well, it was obvious that he had just finished climaxing, but... the Quilava was suddenly lifted off of the ground, his paws dangling as he slowly woke himself up and realized that something was happening. Jake let out a ``Quuuuuil!'' as he was suddenly rocketed back through the air, being slowly spun around in mid-air as he was pulled down the hallway. He almost expected that the Gengars were dragging him off to have fun somewhere else. The Quilava should have known he was only partially correct from the purple glow that had formed around him as he was levitated away. He cringed as he suddenly recognized what that purple glow was from. Telekinesis... and there was one specific Pokemon his mind went to when he realized that...\n\n\tHis Espeon had that same massive smile on its face, its visage almost unnerving with those newly enlarged red eyes. As he was dangled in front of him, he could also see that his Luxray, Floatzel, Lucario, and Goodra all had those ``we?re absolutely about to make you feel like you?re in the middle of a porn shoot'' smirks on their face. His Lucario walked up and grasped at his sides, maneuvering him as he whispered into Jake?s ear that he was looking forwards to putting him through some training of his own before barking happily and giving him a big lick over the side of his face. If he had thought that getting fucked by his Typhlosion was bad, after all, he needed to start imagining what having two cocks stretching his hole out while he was deepthroating a big sticky Goodra cock was like. ``Q-Quil...'', Jake whined out as he reached up and covered his face against with his stubby paws, cum still dribbling out of his backside, his cheeks radiating enough heat as they lit up that they would burn at the touch. It was going to be a long night before the Gengars let any of them go...\n\n\tJake followed along behind the other Pokemon that were part of his team as they made their way through the forest outside of Transitorum City, heading for the next secluded grove where they could hide away for a few hours to rest and recuperate after walking for a good long while. It had been something of an exhausting day scaring off every trainer they came across who had thought that six Pokemon wandering in a group through the world was an opportunity to them. As it turned out, most trainers were not ready to be overwhelmed by a team that had been instructed well, especially when they had a trainer actually fighting by their side and directing them to utterly decimate anything that got thrown out.\n\n\tBefore heading to Transitorum City, Jake had heard talk of how the next gym after the one in Transitorum had a gym leader who trainers said held mystical powers. There were even rumors that she was some kind of witch, and... well, if that was the case, he could think of nothing better to fight whatever those Gengars had done to him than with actual magic. It was not like science could help him with this, and all his Pokemon had said that they had never heard of anything like this happening.\n\n\tIt was really the only decision that he had made ever since being turned into a Quilava, other than the orders he gave during fights. Actually getting to that gym? The Typhlosion had taken over leading the group for that. If anything, he seemed rather alright with what had happened to Jake a few days ago. Sure, he was still dedicated to getting the Quilava changed back to a cat, but... that natural aggression he seemed to have was being pointed towards Jake lately and honed into something of a display of dominance that occasionally crept up into a full on exhibition of the power and size that he now held over his trainer. The occasional playful nudge while they were walking, the way he would stand up and loom behind Jake every so often while they were stopped and resting, the way that the Typhlosion directed everyone to treat him... barely in control of his own body, needing help, sort of the least able to pull his weight at the present moment. Then, of course, there was last night?s gangbang. Jake could still taste the jizz in his mouth...\n\n\tHe could tell, from the look on the Typhlosion?s face as they walked to that resting spot, that he was not satisfied either. Possessed or not, the Pokemon had apparently decided after that night in the Pokemon Center to make good on as much time as it had to fuck him senseless. The rest of the team, from the Espeon to the Lucario to the Goodra, was starting to give him those looks as well today. The worst thing about all this? He could feel himself stiffening up again as he thought about that, those urges bubbling back up to the surface. The Quilava?s need to be fucked had not faded away the night after he had been changed and literally mindfucked. If anything, the more he tried to deny his urges and push them into the back of his head, the more furiously he blushed and throbbed as he thought vividly about being put in his place. He wanted to be used hard, wrecked and left laid out in the dust by the Typhlosion and the rest of those Pokemon around him... and they wanted to take advantage of his new mindset to get off inside of him.\n\n\tJake padded along with his team, keeping his eyes to the ground and murmuring occasionally as the next flash of lustful imagery shot through his mind. They would likely get what they all wanted in the next hour... \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tGhost Pokemon were not actually ghosts, right? That was what everyone had told Jake when he had called them up asking for advice on how to deal with heading into the abandoned Transitorum Poke-Center. The old, abandoned estate was not as well-protected by its rusting, ramshackle gates and fences as it should have been... and from what he knew about the place, it was a hot spot for trainers looking for either a spooky new friend to add to their roster or a place for their goth asses to challenge other trainers to fight in. In either case, the sprawling old house might have looked spooky enough, especially at night, but Jake was pretty certain that he had nothing to fear from such a well-traversed area. It was just like any other forest or cave... filled with Pokemon that were just a bit more creepy and weird than the rest. He needed to do this, anyways, his team had a slot open that practically screamed for a Ghost-type to fill it.

\tThe cat rubbed gently at the collection of Poke Balls on his belt before squeezing into the narrow gap between the front gate and walking forwards towards the front door of the estate, looking at the broken windows across the building?s front and its dead lawn. There was graffiti on the door and across the walls of the building, and somehow the fake dicks and gang signs that had been spraypainted onto the entrance and the pillars surrounding it made it all the more easy for Jake to sigh out and relieve some of that pressure that had been building up in him ever since he had made the decision to come to this place. There had been a reason that Transtorum City had an overly expansive Poke-Center rotting outside of town, after all...

\tThe doors let out a metallic groaning as he pushed them open, creaking on their hinges as he stepped in and then shivered a little. Not only was the grey-furred cat barely able to see in here, but it felt like the temperature had dropped at least ten degrees... That did it. He reached to the Poke Ball closest to the center of his belt and threw it out, unleashing his Typhlosion onto the dirty tiles. The beige and navy blue-furred creature immediately lit up the room around the spikes of bright red fur that were settled around its shoulders. Jake?s Typhlosion immediately turned around to him, standing on its hind legs... and then gave him a huge hug as the cat neared in and buried himself into his beige fuzz. ``Hey there. I?m gonna need your help again today,'' Jake said as he rubbed at the big Pokemon?s sides. ``It?s going to be a bit spooky today, but I?m going to feel better with you by my side.'' His Typhlosion looked down at him with a curious, confused look before nuzzling down to the top of his head and pulling back, ending up on all fours and padding next to him, seemingly staying as close to his side as possible in order to keep radiating the cat with his heat. ``We?re trying to find another member of our team today, there?s a gym we?re going towards where we?ll need a Ghost-type to help us achieve victory.'' Jake?s partner, one of his closest friends ever since he had gotten him as a Cyndaquil, nodded with a knowing look in his eyes. Sometimes it seemed like he was just as invested in getting Jake?s name known across the entire region as the cat was... or maybe it was because the Typhlosion was eager to share in that glory. How many gym battles had ended with the Typhlosion stomping on top of his opponent?s downed Pokemon and happily roaring out his triumphs until he was called back, now?

\tFor someplace that was apparently a hotspot of trainer activity, the cat was surprised to find that the building was nearly silent aside from their footsteps... and the far off cackling of what Jake had to assume was his next potential capture. ``Well, at least we can hear them coming...'' Detritus littered the empty rooms around them as they continued on, discarded soda cans and plastic bags rolling around and fluttering in the breeze that seemed to be ever-present within the building. Funnily enough, it had been a somewhat hot and dry August night outside... Ghosts or not, certain Pokemon tended to have an effect on their environment when they gathered en-masse, right? ... or was he misremembering that and this place had just been creepy as hell before a bunch of Misdreavus and Sableyes made it their home... Honestly? He could definitely focus down on trying to grab a Sableye, those gem eyes did make them look pretty cool.

\tHaving something to focus himself down on helped him to push those worried thoughts from reading too many spooky Pokedex entries out of his head and actually start to look for Pokemon properly. It was bitterly ironic, then, that most of what he started to come across once he was actually looking was... well, anyone who loved Pokemon was loathe to call even the most common small bird or rodent-shaped critters ``trash'', but there was a certain amount of chaff that a trainer typically needed to go through when it came to wild Pokemon before they could find one that would make for more than a pet to give to someone for their birthday. Jake had to wonder if the reason that nobody was around at the abandoned hospital was because a group of trainers had come through and basically cleaned house of everything that would be great in a fight. They really needed to implement those over-capture laws one of these days... Jake?s Typhlosion cut a practical swath through the Duskulls and Rotoms that he found roaming the halls, to the point where an hour into the excursion he was actually starting to consider packing it up and heading back to the hotel room he had booked. Trepidation had given way to sheer boredom and a slight feeling like he was just bullying some small fry Pokemon trying to enjoy their lives.

\tEventually, though, he heard that cackling a little closer, when he and his Typhlosion had walked up to the third floor. ``That... doesn?t sound like something we?ve come across before.'' His partner shook his head before they continued on, able to see some kind of massive purple glow coming from one of the gutted intensive care wards down the hall. As it turned out, they would not have to come to that source of light, because soon it would be coming to them. Jake halted in place as he saw a Pichu in a cowboy hat desperately trying to hop and crawl out from where that purple light was emanation from, its body trapped in a leather jacket that seemed far too big for it. A few moments later, something strange followed it out. It was obviously a Pokemon... what else would it be? Jake had never seen it before, though... It was like a squat violet humanoid figure, barely bigger than a cabinet or extra large pillow, its arms and legs ending in sharp fingers and toes, its back covered in spines quite similar in shape to the ones on Jake?s Typhlosion. The Pichu let out a squeal as this ghostly figure chased after the little electric rodent, waggling an extra-large tongue at the little thing as it let out a scream. ``Aaaaaaaaah! Hahaha, gar gar!'' Then, it suddenly turned around to face them, and Jake could see its face properly. Large red eyes with beady pupils narrowed down on them with a malicious glint, its face stretched wide into an evil grin as it began to float towards them.

\tOkay, maybe something with a bit of an attitude problem, but... it was like fate had told him exactly what he needed to grab. That purple marshmallow of a ghost? That was a hellion of a Pokemon. That would do wonderfully. Jake pointed his finger out towards the Gar (Gar?) as it floated towards them rapidly. ``Typhlosion, go, flame it down!'' Jake quickly dodged out of the way as the air around his partner started to grow super hot, scorch marks being burned into the floor as it planted its paws down and anchored itself while its eyes glowed brightly and a beaded point of light appeared between its jaws. As it looked over to the Ghost-type, that point of light suddenly turned into a gout of intense flame that swelled out in a surging vertical column as the spikes on its back transmogrified into a roiling bonfire. The humanoid ghost was struck in the direct center of its mass, that smile flipping upside down into a toothy frown as it started to frantically pat itself on the sides and lower body, doing its best to put out the flames that had been left over from getting absolutely slathered in flame. Jake got one of the shrunken yellow-and-black balls out of his bag and flicked the button on its front, feeling it expand out to fill his hand as he judged the distance, feeling the sphere thrum in its hands as it told him it was getting its nav-computer and propulsion system ready. The best time to do this sort of thing was when a Pokemon was winded, distracted, not really able to work its way out of the spatial displacement cage that it was dragged down into. He pulled his arm back...

\t``G-Gengar!'', it screamed back at him as it saw him suddenly and then mirrored his motion. For a brief second, Jake thought that it was about to try and toss the black sphere that appeared at the tips of its fingers at him, the orb crackling with bright energy as it momentarily flashed into an inverted coloration scheme, black lightning on a white sphere. Then, as Jake prepared to dodge, it tossed it towards the Typhlosion with another chuckle, the sphere slamming into his side as the Pokemon tried to move out of the way, letting out a pained bellow as the shape melded into its body like a shadow fading into his body. It was getting closer and closer, its tongue now hanging out of its mouth again as it seemed to lean forwards in its flight while leering at the both of them.

\tJake twisted back to his Typhlosion. He looked shaken, but not too hurt off of that last attack. What a good boy... ``Alright, center down on it and come up from below, Typhlosion, you know what to do.'' The large Fire-type nodded and dug his paws into the ground as he closed his eyes, a subtle shift in the air around him seeping down into the floor. The Gengar did not seem to notice what was happening as a subtle orange glow began to build under the ground, but eventually he started trying to skid to a stop in midair... seconds before a large gout of centralized magma suddenly pushed out of the ground and launched up towards the ceiling and around the Ghost-type. The cat could hear a loud shriek from within the pillar of molten lava before it suddenly ceased, showing that the Gengar had started to hover down to the floor and barely had his eyes open, desperately trying to pick himself back up and push off of the ground as soon as he reached it. It was time. Jake swung the Poke Ball back again and then flung it, watching the thing arc and sail forwards before slamming into its body. In a second, the Pokemon was reduced to an outline of itself, pulled back into the Poke Ball in a beam of light and reduced to frantically making the thing shake as the light at the front of the ball held steady. Jake waited on edge for the Poke-Ball to stop shaking, his eyes wide, his hands balled into fists... Once, twice... klik. ``Yeah!'', he screamed out as he pumped his fist. ``Alright, let?s get you out of here and...''

\tThe purple light in the intensive care ward had not dimmed, and in fact seemed to be only intensifying as dozens of Gengars suddenly swarmed out of the room and headed towards them, all laughing at once in a great collected crowd of harsh, mean chuckles. Jake screamed and went for the Poke-Ball. It was a greedy impulse, of course, but he thought he was fast enough to get it and run. Feline reflexes and all that. His Typhlosion grabbed him by the back of his shirt with his teeth and yanked him back as soon as he had the ball in his hand, both of them turning to run.

\tIt was too late. Jake had just enough time to see one of the Gengar suddenly collide into the back of his partner and then push into him, seemingly merging into the Fire-type?s body as he fell to the floor. ``N-No!'' He felt hands grip him by the arms and lift him up as his Typhlosion stirred on the ground, as if having some kind of terrible nightmare, his eyes closed and his maw curled into a deep frown. Jake tried to kick out at the ghosts as they started to rub and squeeze at his body, but he was able to see that his shoes were going straight through them... It felt so unfair. Even as he tried to rip himself out of their grasp, biting and clawing at them and doing nothing more than hitting thin air, he could feel them pulling his shoes off and digging their fingers into his clothes. ``S-Stop it!'' They could do anything they wanted to him, and he... He still had more Pokemon. The cat reached down frantically to his belt, only to have it pulled away from him and flung down the hallway as he desperately tried to grasp for his Espeon. Jake practically tried to swim towards it, finding himself making some progress for a while, only to hear that giggling start up again as he looked down and saw that he was surfing on the Gengars? hands as they propped him up, grasping at his pants and shirt and tugging them off like they were stripping him in the midst of a crowd surf. Pretty soon, they had him completely nude, and he was yanked back and turned upside down as he found himself staring at the Ultra Ball that he had just thrown. He grimaced a little bit as he felt his flaccid member flopping around in the chill, shame and resentment for the vicious pranksters around him filling him A single purple finger gently swirled its way over to the button at its center and then pressed it, kicking out the singed Gengar within and leaving him hacking and coughing on the ground for a few seconds as it kicked its legs and rolled around. Then, it rose, smiling as if it had never been hurt before, and looked the cat over, bending forwards slightly to stare him right in the face with only inches between their eyes. ``I... I guess I can?t just apologize for... wait...'' The thing toddled on its shaky legs over to the side of his head. ``Where are you going?''

\tHe could feel it grab at his back and front, squeezing down on him. Then, a few seconds later, his mind went blank as the Gengar slammed its hips forwards and he felt something thick and massive press through his ears and into his head. In moments, the cat?s eyes started to glaze over as he let out a soft moan, his ears flicking gently as the other ghosts started to surround him. The Gengar he was trying to capture, with one push, had gotten balls-deep in his head, and the resulting metaphysical phenomenon made Jake feel like the Pokemon had literally thrust straight into his brain, his big veiny cock massive and girthy enough that he would need to spread his fingers a little to grasp it in his palm and interrupting his thoughts like someone had dropped a dam in them mid-stream. His mind was practically locked in a numbed and empty state as the Gengar pressed up against him gently pushed forwards and ground his base against the cat?s ear. There was no discomfort or pain, just an intensely strange sensation that he could not even begin to wrap his mind around. As that immaterial dick throbbed inside his head, he could feel it gently spreading what had been his thoughts apart, like its member was making a hole for... something. Gengars all around him were starting to hover and float in a circle as they closed in, their hands clenching around their heavy shafts as they appeared between their legs, starting to jack themselves off at the sight of the feline that they had just captured for themselves. Jake did not know it, but he was about to be their fourth round of entertainment for the night.

\tAs the Gengar in his head pulled back and then slammed itself in hard, it was like having his psyche jostled, like having that cockhead push forwards and press against the pleasure center of his brain, rushing bliss and arousal through them. As the blood paradoxically flushed its way up into his shaft, a pleased and dreamy groan pushed out of him while his cheeks flushed brighter. Even if he would have consciously, this felt good on a physical level. The hallway was soon filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as the Gengars jacked off their veiny rods around him, grunting and panting as they hunched over themselves mid-float. If Jake was paying any attention, he probably would have seen that some of them were starting to have a bright green layer of fluid start to coat over their cocktips as they worked themselves. He also would have noticed that another Gengar had floated down to stuff his face into their crotch, grinding hard against him as it rolled its tongue teasingly up his stomach, matting his fur down with saliva as it rubbed up against his face. The only thing that Jake practically felt right now was the Gengar jackhammering into his head, the one that was slowly becoming stiff as a rock, veins pulsing inside of his head, a gentle squishing sound growing between his ears as his mind started to tingle...

\tHe would not know that the pre dribbling down into his head, settling into his mind and being absorbed in, was ectoplasm, nor would he have seen that it carried the same green glow to it as the other Gengars had at the front of their shafts as they began to drip and splash out more and more as they jerked themselves furiously. As the Gengar fucked his brain, he drizzled more and more of his juices into Jake?s mind, and in the empty haze of his interrupted mind, he started to think again. The only problem was that he was no longer thinking with his own thoughts. They came in brief little spurts at first... one word phrases. Suck. Fuck. Lick. The words came at the same time as the Gengar in front of his face began to grip his jaws and pull them open, gently pressing his cockhead in between his lips and then ramming it forwards, making Jake choke and snort around the thick dick in his muzzle even though he should have been able to take in an unstifled breath of air. He could taste it on his lips, on his tongue, that flesh carrying a soft coolness to it but surging and stretching out his mouth as he was hilted in. The more that the Gengar at his side slammed in, the more those thoughts began to solidify, and Jake found himself starting to mindlessly suckle and lick at the shaft in his maw as he stared forwards mindlessly into the Ghost-type?s stomach. He should lick, he should suck on them... this turned him on... His member thwapped against his belly as he gulped, feeling some of his own pre splash down onto his chin. It felt nice to have this Gengar filling his throat, stretching it wide as it rammed his face. He was a total slut for being used like this, for being dominated, for having his free will taken from him. He gulped down the ectoplasmic pre washing down into his mouth as he breathed through his nose, those new thoughts sinking down into his mind, the taste of that slightly bitter cream washing away on his mouth followed by a subtle pins-and-needles feeling inside of him... a gentle heat starting to grow in the pit of his stomach. ``G-Gar!'', the one at his ear cried out as he rocked himself forwards, back and forth, the sound of his head being fucked rising above everything else as the Gengar worked his massive shaft in hard. His brain was being washed with that fluid now, glazed with it, that soft glow emanating from his head as his eyes began to take on a green tint. He was a submissive whore who loved being used by dominant personalities. He got off on others being mean to him. He would do anything for someone that twinged him the right way...

\tThe Gengars were closing in now, practically hovering above him now with their cocks pointed down to his body as they pumped and worked at themselves, big globs of pre beginning to spatter down onto his body as they snickered lustfully. ``G-geng...'' ``Gaaaaaaaaaar...'' ``Gehehehe...'' Strange things were starting to happen where that spent cream was washing down onto his back and chest. Jake could feel the heat growing around him as he was splashed with precum, the temperature rising but never growing too stifling or even uncomfortable as his fur pattern started to become washed over with a deep navy blue. It started in blotches at first, little uneven circles that emanated from where the fluids splashed out onto him. They were getting closer and closer though, their forms trembling... with every thrust into him, their shafts were getting stickier, throbbing more firmly inside of him. Fucking his mind and throat, stretching them to the breaking points as he was used just like he wanted to be. Just like he needed to be. He was a slut for Gengars. A slut in general, really, but Gengars made him especially needy. They were some of the meanest bullies out there when it came to Pokemon... and if he saw one he would want to submit to it immediately and let it play with him. They would know how to push all his buttons... Jake grunted softly as he felt the base of their shafts whap in over and over again into his orifices, eyes unfocused, cock surging against his belly as his thin fluids rolled down his body and mixed with the Gengar precum that was changing him so thoroughly, utterly overwhelmed by the rough fucking he was going through. After all, they would be the ones who decided where his buttons were in the first place. Jake felt his mouth water as something tightened in his voice box and he felt a soft growl roll through him. He had to open up for a moment as his teeth shifted, that increasingly viscous spunk making his fangs sharpen up a little as his muzzle gave a few gentle cracks. As the Gengar went back to plowing his mouth like it would be its last chance ever to have fun with him, the cat?s muzzle began to taper out, thinning down slightly as it pushed forwards towards the base of the Ghost-type?s shaft. The heat inside him felt like a roaring furnace on a cold day, something that he was instantly used to as every gulp made it rage hotter and hotter...

\t``G-Gaaaaaaaar!'' That first blast of cum across his body was enough to immediately paint part of his back and leg with glowing green jizz, splattering and splashing across his fur and immediately beginning to thin it out just a tad as it tinted where it pushed out a swath of blue. Some of the next few gushes landed on his tail, and as it did, it began to shorten as the fur on it thickened out, growing spikier and turning into a multitude of oranges and reds and yellows. That first load of jizz being pumped out onto the cat?s body seemed to be a signal to the rest that they could let go and start unloading onto him, as the sounds of those hands working frantically against their shafts grew louder as they quickened their pace. Lustful, enthusiastic moans of sheer bliss filled the room as Jake was soon increasingly coated in the stuff while his head was pounded so hard from both of those used holes that he started to naturally list his head to the side, a little bit of drool washing down his elongating muzzle as he gulped frantically, feeling one of those phantom veins pressing right against his tongue...

\tThe change to his body frame passed him by entirely as bones shifted within his body, his pores drinking in that utter cavalcade of jizz and spreading the changes through his entire form. His ears began to flick smaller, shrinking as that feline patterning on his body gave way to a very familiar blue and beige coat that ran down his body. Hands and feet lost their dexterity as they shifted, the bones in his arms and legs changing and locking into new shapes. Soon, the Gengars holding his body up had to shift him around a little, spreading his legs slightly, working with the changes and that new frame to keep him steady as the one right next to his head kept slamming himself in furiously... His headfur turned into a mohawk of flame-colored fuzz, a smaller mirror of the spikes of brightly colored fur that tufted up from his wider backside where that tail used to be. His face had taken on something of a pointed, flat look, making him look almost ferret-like if anyone without a comprehensive knowledge of Pokemon species took a glance at him. He was absolutely coated in that transformative fluid, and it was shrinking him down slightly to fit what he had become...

\tThe Gengars at his holes were not slowing down, not even as their orgasms neared and then kicked off, rushing out of them in a wet and warm flood down to his stomach and onto his head. With every thrust, jizz splattered and layered over his brain like glaze on top of a finished cake, coating it in those thoughts that had been pushed into his head, sealing them in tight. Meanwhile, as his throat bulged and excess jizz flowed out of his mouth while he gulped obediently, the internal flame inside the new Quilava flickered and danced as more fuel as added to it to the point where a bit of smoke slowly floated out from his maw. For a while, the pair continued to thrust and drain themselves into the new Pokemon?s body before they were as dried out as they possibly could be. Then, the both of them slowly pulled out, the one in his head giving a quick jerk to jolt him awake, before he was unceremoniously dropped on the floor.

\tThe last half an hour or so was an utter blur for the confused trainer as he landed in a heap, shaking his head and looking over to where his Typhlosion was still seemingly passed out. ``Quil!'', he called out as he attempted to stir him from his sleep, still aware of the fact that he was surrounded by incredibly sexy... Jake was not entirely sure whether his gasp came from his words failing him or that his mind was inundated with new and incredibly lewd thoughts regarding his tormenters. ``L-Lava...'', he whined out as listened to his own voice, a blush on his face and a strange taste in the back of his throat. He had images in his head right now of the Gengars that were watching him swooping back down to continue fucking him, and it completely undercut the panic that he could feel rising up in him as he realized what he had become. They had turned him into a Pokemon, and yet... all he could think about right now was a second round in their hands. Equal parts shame, shock, and arousal filled him as he buried his hands into his head and let out another whine while he felt his dick throb against his body, still leaking pre into the ground that gently sizzled as it hit the floor. Everything felt off right now... both physically and mentally. He eventually tried to stand up onto his feet like he had seen his Typhlosion do, but the best he could manage was a swaying stand that soon saw him falling onto his stomach and surrounded by laughter as the Gengars called him a complete idiot. He barked back at them to stop, but that just made them cackle even harder. Being able to understand what they wanted from him now was no help... if anything, the fact that he was just going to be their plaything for the night just made him throb even harder. He could not beg for them to fuck him, he still had enough dignity to deny that, he would not beg...

\tLuckily for him, he would not be tempted with debasing himself for long. ``T-ty...'' Jake swiftly twisted his head back towards his partner, watching him get back up onto his feet. ``Ty... phlosion...''

\t``Quih?'' Even in the state he was in at the moment, Jake could still tell that something was off with his Pokemon. Just from the tone of his voice, he seemed stragenly distant. Not to mention, the only thing that he had to say after getting attacked like that was that he felt good? What... Jake started to back away as soon as his Typhlosion turned, showing off bright red eyes with beady pupils and a stretched, fangy smile. Every step in this new body was difficult, and soon he found himself falling back onto his ass and nearly toppling over as his Typhlosion neared, every step another sway as that grin remained. All the Gengars around him questioned why he was backing away from such a close friend, especially when the only thing he wanted was to have a little bit of fun with him, and his Typhlosion gave a slow nod at that. Jake looked between his legs as he neared... and he could see his shaft wobbling with every step, already thick and heavy and ready to utterly plow him.

\tThe Quilava immediately realized that he had made a catastrophic mistake as his focus centered on the way that dick twitched and pulsed against his middle, absolutely raging and no doubt readied to plunge deep into him. All his thoughts about the Gengars around him immediately shifted to his best friend as his Typhlosion told him that it just felt like it wanted to fuck him now, that it had not climaxed in ages and it needed to dump a load in his ass... Jake?s tailhole clenched at the thought of it, his claws curling into the ground as his friend closed the distance and soon started to nuzzle up against his side. He felt so big now... and so warm... Jake could feel himself splurt a thick gout of pre all over his front as he thought that. Ugh, he wanted to feel something warm against himself right now. Something warm on top of him. Something pinning him too...

\tHe gave a sharp cry as the Typhlosion pressed one of his paws straight between his shoulder blades, pressing down against the blue fur and driving him to the hard ground. Almost immediately, he began to squirm frantically as he felt that fur brushing over his own, the realization setting in. He was about to let his own Pokemon claim dominance over him. He immediately had a mental image of himself in a leash being dragged along by his Typhlosion... and the thought practically made himself hike his ass up into the air as the Pokemon climbed up onto him. He should not have been allowing his Typhlosion take control of him like this, but he was loathe to do anything else, the thought of that thick cock slamming into him giving him the quivers deep inside as he felt his Pokemon get up onto his back. It was so strangely pleasurable to have his friend brushing up against his tail-spikes, mooshing them down, like he was getting scratched and massaged in a newly sensitive spot on his body as the Typhlosion practically used his bulk to hold him to the floor. It was like having a weighted blanket, warm and fresh out of the dryer, thrown on top of him. The most he could do, as the Typhlosion lined up on him and started to idly hump and grind against his cheeks, was press up into that heavier form and leech off his body warmth as he lit up like a tomato in a navy blue parka. Jake stammered out softly that the Typhlosion was possessed, and his partner stated that he did not care. He just wanted to fuck. Jake could not think up an argument to throw against that, or to throw against the urges that had taken him over despite his best interests. He had to absolutely empty himself out here and now, and he wanted to do it feeling himself wrapped around that Typhlosion?s heavy cock.

\tHe began to work his ass back and forth against that member pressing up against him, moaning out that he wanted to be fucked and then immediately stifling himself. There was no denying that this was happening, no fighting his own urges, but there was still that sense that he was giving into needs that were not his own, even as the Typhlosion pressed into his shoulders and squeezed at him while telling him that he felt so hot now... Jake tensed up as he felt the Typhlosion starting to lightly press and work himself against his tailhole, shuddering as that domehead pressed against his entrance and started to slightly sink into the tight muscle there. He was taking his time entering him, although from the way he talked it was not out of care so much as he was getting used to his own body... that Gengar inside him was probably having the time of his life piloting around. Soon, Jake was biting down on his lip as he felt the Typhlosion starting to drive his hips forwards hard, not so much punching his way in as pressing forwards with an even force that made his body gradually yield to it, pressing his way against the muscles until his ring slipped around him and started to squeeze down. Jake, for his part, could feel himself throbbing up a storm as his head filled with sheer lust and bliss, his sensitive flesh being rubbed at thoroughly as the Typhlosion inserted himself in. The Quilava blushed as his partner told him that he was tight, squeezing down on the shaft inside of him instinctually as the Typhlosion took a soft thrust in that pushed another inch of cock inside of his body, practically surging a spike of pleasure through his form in a split-second and making him gasp and beg for him to keep going. His possessed partner would never deny him that, and the Typhlosion snickered as he suddenly rammed himself forwards with all the lack of care of the other Gengars, making Jake feel like his tunnel was being split open as that girthy dick pressed into him. As the Typhlosion slid up his body and rested his weight down on the Quilava?s shivering form, Jake found himself unable to hold himself up any longer. Weakened by the sheer bliss surging through his nerves, the Quilava fell to the floor, being spread out by the Typhlosion?s body as he pressed down on him and rooted himself in. Jake knew what was coming, and he thought he was ready for it. As the Typhlosion pulled back up to his cockhead as hard as he could and then slammed himself back in, though, he found himself not ready for the sheer speed at which the Typhlosion would work him. Laid out on the ground like this, he was a prime target for the Typhlosion to angle himself into and just utterly piston and stuff himself into his asshole over and over again, working at a fervent pace as he moaned about how good it felt while his paw went to the Quilava?s head and practically pushed him down into the ground.

\tThat gesture of sheer control over him was enough to twinge Jake deep down in a way that made the building excitement inside of him start to rise higher and higher. He may not have been in a mindset to fully enjoy the utter plowing that those Gengars had given him, but his body had been more than primed for his coming climax. Jake?s member dripped and smeared thin fluids over the ground and onto his belly as he was driven into the ground with every thrust while his partner worked his body, slamming down and over those walls that practically gripped him at this point like a wall. He could not stop thinking about the fact that he was such a total slut, his mind swirling between that embarrassment at how fast he had given into his urges and sheer happiness that he had, the two emotions surging and dancing around each other like how he could feel himself churning and welling up inside, both of them linked to that pounding, his eyes closing tight as he focused on the feeling of every thrust utterly filling him, slamming in deep, rocketing bliss through him, he was such a good slut, such a slut, such a...

\tJake?s orgasm was practically ignored by the Typhlosion as he took the cat?s body and turned it into his personal plaything, sheathing himself in his body over and over and burying him in his fuzz, but the Quilava?s whole body shook as he felt that heat flush up the front of his body, that first cumshot pushing out and jetting forwards to catch in his upper body, leaving his coat a sticky mess soon as he was constantly pushed into the trails of jizz forming underneath him with every shot. Jake?s mouth hung open as he was fucked hard, the Typhlosion barely even recognizing that he was climaxing all over himself aside from telling him that he was such a good slut. The Quilava pushed his ass back again, working his hips up weakly and letting himself get pounded back into the ground as his partner fucked him mercilessly while that thought continued to roll around in his head. Such a good slut...

\tThe Quilava relaxed into the moment as the afterglow hit him, all the energy leaving his body as he went limp underneath the Typhlosion and shuddered softly. Was he even sure that most of these feelings were due to what the Gengars had done to him? He knew that there were a lot of new thoughts in his head, but... what if this was just removing enough of his modesty to allow him to do what he had always wanted to do deep down? Bringing up natural tendencies, letting him know that it was okay to serve his betters... The former cat could only remind himself that he was a good slut as he thought about that, pressing back again and feeling the Typhlosion?s hips and dick socket up against him like they were made for each other. Maybe he had always been.

\tThere was a pleasure in just surrendering to that dominant Pokemon behind him, feeling his pleasure with every snort and grunt as he slammed in. Occasionally he would let out a little burst of fire from his mouth as he punched deep into Jake?s innards, his cock surging into him in a way that made Jake feel it around his lower torso, like that member was bulging him out. How often had he fantasized about being on bottom? Could he think of even a single dominant fantasy that he had ever had?

\tIn the state he was in right now, it was impossible to grab onto or recall one of them, so the answer was as clear as the pleasure he felt as the Typhlosion fucked the senses out of his exhausted body... He was not dominant. He was an insatiable bottom, eager to be fucked. He was a slut. Jake gently groaned out as he felt his overworked rear getting claimed, the Typhlosion bent over him in a way that made it so that he could keep charging in deep without even removing himself too much, pulling out to the halfway point of his member before stuffing the whole thing back in. He was meant to be down here, underneath him. Meant to be used. The part of him that was embarrassed by all this was falling asleep for the moment as he told himself, reassured himself, that this was just how things were supposed to be.

\tHe could tell that the Typhlosion was getting closer by the second as it drove itself in, throbbing and huffing and tensing and dribbling that warm stickiness into his body. Good, he wanted to give his friend the fucking of a lifetime, wanted to be a good warm hole for him. There was nothing better for him to do, it was what he was best at. He felt the Typhlosion nip him on the ear a couple times as he felt like his rear was stretched as far as he could go, the Gengar using his partner?s body beginning to push the Typhlosion?s libido to the edge. That little horny snicker in his voice as he told him that he was about to blow inside of him was enough to drive him wild. Strange little fantasies that he had just enough wherewithal to fight began to play in his head of throwing himself to the Gengars and becoming their live-in slut... he wanted to get this fixed, but he wanted to be treated like this all the time now, his tailhole used and his body covered in their jizz. That was one step too far to give in, but he could not help what his subconscious wanted... or his body, from the way his member twitched at the thought of that...

\tHe could feel the heat building up behind him as the walls started to catch fire, little relatively harmless flickers of flame sparking to life on the peeling paint and wood underneath and sputtering out just as fast as the Typhlosion started to raise up on top of Jake, kneading his paws in deep into his back and roaring out loud with every thrust now, slowing down as he made sure to plant himself in again and again, Jake?s limp member starting to twitch back to life as he was utterly worked. He could feel the quick little pulses and twitches happening inside him pressing him out, easing him even more loose after every hole-stretching collision deep into his body. Soon, his Typhlosion reached down, planted his paws against Jake?s own, and placed his head against Jake?s shoulder as he took one more deep thrust in...

\tSoothing heat filled Jake?s body as the both of them sighed almost in unison, that rush of cum splashing into him holding a new and surprisingly pleasant feeling to it as it washed over his crevices and filled him with its warmth. The Typhlosion panted in his ear as he planted himself in, shooting himself as deep as he could into the former cat?s hole before starting to slowly pull back, seemingly making sure to coat as much as Jake?s insides as he could, biting on his ear again and tugging gently before telling him that he had just experienced the best climax that he had in years. They really needed to turn more trainers into Pokemon, as they made the best playthings. With a little grunt, he pulled out of the Quilava, his member still twitching and that big smile quivering at the sides of his face, and backed off of him before saying to someone else that he was finished.

\tWhat did that mean, though? Well, it was obvious that he had just finished climaxing, but... the Quilava was suddenly lifted off of the ground, his paws dangling as he slowly woke himself up and realized that something was happening. Jake let out a ``Quuuuuil!'' as he was suddenly rocketed back through the air, being slowly spun around in mid-air as he was pulled down the hallway. He almost expected that the Gengars were dragging him off to have fun somewhere else. The Quilava should have known he was only partially correct from the purple glow that had formed around him as he was levitated away. He cringed as he suddenly recognized what that purple glow was from. Telekinesis... and there was one specific Pokemon his mind went to when he realized that...

\tHis Espeon had that same massive smile on its face, its visage almost unnerving with those newly enlarged red eyes. As he was dangled in front of him, he could also see that his Luxray, Floatzel, Lucario, and Goodra all had those ``we?re absolutely about to make you feel like you?re in the middle of a porn shoot'' smirks on their face. His Lucario walked up and grasped at his sides, maneuvering him as he whispered into Jake?s ear that he was looking forwards to putting him through some training of his own before barking happily and giving him a big lick over the side of his face. If he had thought that getting fucked by his Typhlosion was bad, after all, he needed to start imagining what having two cocks stretching his hole out while he was deepthroating a big sticky Goodra cock was like. ``Q-Quil...'', Jake whined out as he reached up and covered his face against with his stubby paws, cum still dribbling out of his backside, his cheeks radiating enough heat as they lit up that they would burn at the touch. It was going to be a long night before the Gengars let any of them go...

\tJake followed along behind the other Pokemon that were part of his team as they made their way through the forest outside of Transitorum City, heading for the next secluded grove where they could hide away for a few hours to rest and recuperate after walking for a good long while. It had been something of an exhausting day scaring off every trainer they came across who had thought that six Pokemon wandering in a group through the world was an opportunity to them. As it turned out, most trainers were not ready to be overwhelmed by a team that had been instructed well, especially when they had a trainer actually fighting by their side and directing them to utterly decimate anything that got thrown out.

\tBefore heading to Transitorum City, Jake had heard talk of how the next gym after the one in Transitorum had a gym leader who trainers said held mystical powers. There were even rumors that she was some kind of witch, and... well, if that was the case, he could think of nothing better to fight whatever those Gengars had done to him than with actual magic. It was not like science could help him with this, and all his Pokemon had said that they had never heard of anything like this happening.

\tIt was really the only decision that he had made ever since being turned into a Quilava, other than the orders he gave during fights. Actually getting to that gym? The Typhlosion had taken over leading the group for that. If anything, he seemed rather alright with what had happened to Jake a few days ago. Sure, he was still dedicated to getting the Quilava changed back to a cat, but... that natural aggression he seemed to have was being pointed towards Jake lately and honed into something of a display of dominance that occasionally crept up into a full on exhibition of the power and size that he now held over his trainer. The occasional playful nudge while they were walking, the way he would stand up and loom behind Jake every so often while they were stopped and resting, the way that the Typhlosion directed everyone to treat him... barely in control of his own body, needing help, sort of the least able to pull his weight at the present moment. Then, of course, there was last night?s gangbang. Jake could still taste the jizz in his mouth...

\tHe could tell, from the look on the Typhlosion?s face as they walked to that resting spot, that he was not satisfied either. Possessed or not, the Pokemon had apparently decided after that night in the Pokemon Center to make good on as much time as it had to fuck him senseless. The rest of the team, from the Espeon to the Lucario to the Goodra, was starting to give him those looks as well today. The worst thing about all this? He could feel himself stiffening up again as he thought about that, those urges bubbling back up to the surface. The Quilava?s need to be fucked had not faded away the night after he had been changed and literally mindfucked. If anything, the more he tried to deny his urges and push them into the back of his head, the more furiously he blushed and throbbed as he thought vividly about being put in his place. He wanted to be used hard, wrecked and left laid out in the dust by the Typhlosion and the rest of those Pokemon around him... and they wanted to take advantage of his new mindset to get off inside of him.

\tJake padded along with his team, keeping his eyes to the ground and murmuring occasionally as the next flash of lustful imagery shot through his mind. They would likely get what they all wanted in the next hour...

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