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Just taking a prompt, running with it in one burst, and posting the result no matter how it may be - long or short, bad or good, unfocused or... well, you get the idea.\n\nBecause these are done improvised and in a shorter timespan, they likely won't measure up entirely to other work I've posted in the past. This includes things like grammar mistakes, punctuation, tweaking words and phrases to flow better after the fact, things like that.\n\nNevertheless, I hope these are fun to read for those of you who still enjoy the written word.][/q]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "[qLeWriMo - Day 10

Frankly, I'm not entirely sure where this one came from. I knew I wanted to do something related to an Espeon messing with his/her master's dreams, but the idea of what they'd make their trainer dream about was another source of writer's block. The result ultimately came from the idea of it being humiliation-based, from what in other circumstances was a pet under his control the rest of the time.

I know macro/micro stuff isn't everyone's cup of tea, so if it wasn't yours then I hope you noticed the mention at the very beginning to help you steer away. If you didn't, well... that's what those are there for with each entry, so keep an eye on it! l3


About LeWriMo


This little project is an attempt to get back into writing more. Thirty short stories, written (hopefully) one per day, with no planning or proofreading to slow things down further. Just taking a prompt, running with it in one burst, and posting the result no matter how it may be - long or short, bad or good, unfocused or... well, you get the idea.

Because these are done improvised and in a shorter timespan, they likely won't measure up entirely to other work I've posted in the past. This includes things like grammar mistakes, punctuation, tweaking words and phrases to flow better after the fact, things like that.

Nevertheless, I hope these are fun to read for those of you who still enjoy the written word.][/q]", "writing": "[b]This short story contains:\n\nMale trainer, male feral Espeon\nHypnosis/Dreaming\nMacro/Micro focus\nHumiliation[/b]\n\n----------------------------\n\nIt was the old, familiar dream come alive once again. It always went the same way. He was alone, naked, unable to move as he stared ahead to his approaching antagonist -\n\n - a giant Espeon, smirking down at him from well over his height. \n \nHis Espeon. Sort of.\n\nIn this realm, the trainer was more belonging to that pink cat than the reverse.\n \nThere was nothing else to see, nobody else to see. They were in an endless void, and when he'd regained the ability to run and tried his hardest to flee, he never moved away from the big cat.\n \nThe large Espeon grinned wide, held up a huge paw, swung it down with decisive force. \n\nThose soft pink pads smashed down atop of him, pinned him down. There was no pain, despite how he always expected it. Instead the heavy paw pressed down with impressive force, pinning the trainer with ease.\n\nHe struggled, as he always did. Humiliation burned on his face. All of his strength, and a single paw denied him any resistance of merit. It was hard to tell how long the giant psychic cat held him down like that, savoring his uselessness.\n\nWhen the paw did raise, it took the trainer with it, held between digits that he could not break free of. Held up before those big kitty eyes, he met the Espeon's gaze with trepidation. He did not know how he was going to be used this time, only that he would most certainly be used. \n\nApparently Espeon had a simpler mindset tonight. Plopping onto his haunches, the pink paw moved down, and the trainer found himself staring at the cat's massive erect rod.\n\nThere was nothing he'd be able to do to that length at his size, even if he'd wanted to. Perhaps that was part of the humiliation of it all. To Espeon, he was just a plaything, a toy. And being used like one, the big paw smushed his trainer's body against his cock and began to stroke with a pleasant little purr, grinding his master's body all along the long length.\n\nPowerless to resist, yet always trying to nonetheless, he squirmed and groaned, pushed to the member with no small force on the cat's part. Pre drooled from its tip, smearing all over the trainer's body in a wet and heavily scented fashion, his nose filled with psychic cat musk. The warm dick slid smoothly against his fur with every stroke of the paw, and when he slid too smoothly, the cat lowered him to press offendingly to twin fuzzy balls - drying his skin and subjecting him to an even stronger male scent he could not ignore. Then back to the strokes he went, struggling uselessly all the while.\n\nHe did not speak, did not try to command his pet to stop. He could not summon the words to even try. Just the thought alone of wanting to try made the big Espeon snicker down at him, at his powerless and useless trainer.\n\nJust when he thought this treatment couldn't be more humiliating, the cat flopped him down onto the ground - his muscles refused to rise, to obey his urge to flee as the cat crouched over him and draped the trainer with his cock. Sudden thrusts broke out, his weak body grinded down against the unseen floor by the huge rod pushing down on him from above, musk-laden shaft sliding smoothly against his wet body. The occasional heavier thrust dragged the twin giant balls along instead, his form hidden entirely under them every time.\n\nAll the while he tried to rise, to run, to call out and discipline his unruly pet. He was met with nothing more than utter failure.\n\nHow long he was used and played with became hard to track. His Espeon played with him tirelessly, malevolently, enjoying every second he had to make a mockery of his master. His utterly helpless, useless, weak master, nothing more than a source of pleasure and silly fun for the big Pokemon.\n\nJust as he began to wonder if he'd be here for an eternity, the cat paused above him, the entirety of that massive throbbing dick in sight. It was obvious what was about to occur. Paralyzed on the ground, drenched in pre, soaked in his Espeon's scent, unable to close his eyes, he watched in horror as his pet aimed the pulsing pink cock right at him, stroke in fervor, the big cat licking his lips in eagerness as he fired that first thick and giant rope of seed, flying like a bullet to utterly cover and erase him in a big sticky mess, never to be seen again - \n\n... the trainer woke in a cold sweat.\n\nInwardly cursing, he could see the usual treatment of that unpleasant dream. A stain in his boxers and a faint afterglow-like haze in his mind made it clear how his body had responded to the 'nightmare', even if he hadn't felt it. And crouched next to him, nosing the stain of cum in those boxers, was the perpretator himself - his Espeon, normally sized in reality, grinning wickedly at him with a sticky mess of his own to see on the bedsheets underneath the slowly receding pink kittydick.\n\n\"You fucker,\" he swore, tempted to strike in some way now that he was able, to punish his pet... but the fear of the next nightmare being worse than the last always stayed his hand, so to speak. Instead he shuffled to the bathroom to clean up, ignoring his pet's amused mewing behind him, once more pondering the idea of getting rid of him to a daycare or the wilderness somewhere.\n\nAs always, the thought didn't last. He wasn't entirely sure why.\n\nHe certainly wasn't going to consider the possibility that he kinda liked having those dreams. That would be ridiculous.\n\nHe didn't consider it while grabbing a fresh bedsheet and clean towel on his way back to bed, having several of each on standby... which in its own way said more than enough.\n\nOne changed sheet and one toweled-off cat later, along with a fresh pair of boxers, he was back in bed, the Espeon snuggling up to his chest and endearlingly purring in his master's arm hugging around him.\n\nThe trainer gave him one last look before closing his eyes. \"Fucker.\"\n\nThe Espeon purred.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "This short story contains:

Male trainer, male feral Espeon
Hypnosis/Dreaming
Macro/Micro focus
Humiliation

----------------------------

It was the old, familiar dream come alive once again. It always went the same way. He was alone, naked, unable to move as he stared ahead to his approaching antagonist -

 - a giant Espeon, smirking down at him from well over his height.
 
His Espeon. Sort of.

In this realm, the trainer was more belonging to that pink cat than the reverse.
 
There was nothing else to see, nobody else to see. They were in an endless void, and when he'd regained the ability to run and tried his hardest to flee, he never moved away from the big cat.
 
The large Espeon grinned wide, held up a huge paw, swung it down with decisive force.

Those soft pink pads smashed down atop of him, pinned him down. There was no pain, despite how he always expected it. Instead the heavy paw pressed down with impressive force, pinning the trainer with ease.

He struggled, as he always did. Humiliation burned on his face. All of his strength, and a single paw denied him any resistance of merit. It was hard to tell how long the giant psychic cat held him down like that, savoring his uselessness.

When the paw did raise, it took the trainer with it, held between digits that he could not break free of. Held up before those big kitty eyes, he met the Espeon's gaze with trepidation. He did not know how he was going to be used this time, only that he would most certainly be used.

Apparently Espeon had a simpler mindset tonight. Plopping onto his haunches, the pink paw moved down, and the trainer found himself staring at the cat's massive erect rod.

There was nothing he'd be able to do to that length at his size, even if he'd wanted to. Perhaps that was part of the humiliation of it all. To Espeon, he was just a plaything, a toy. And being used like one, the big paw smushed his trainer's body against his cock and began to stroke with a pleasant little purr, grinding his master's body all along the long length.

Powerless to resist, yet always trying to nonetheless, he squirmed and groaned, pushed to the member with no small force on the cat's part. Pre drooled from its tip, smearing all over the trainer's body in a wet and heavily scented fashion, his nose filled with psychic cat musk. The warm dick slid smoothly against his fur with every stroke of the paw, and when he slid too smoothly, the cat lowered him to press offendingly to twin fuzzy balls - drying his skin and subjecting him to an even stronger male scent he could not ignore. Then back to the strokes he went, struggling uselessly all the while.

He did not speak, did not try to command his pet to stop. He could not summon the words to even try. Just the thought alone of wanting to try made the big Espeon snicker down at him, at his powerless and useless trainer.

Just when he thought this treatment couldn't be more humiliating, the cat flopped him down onto the ground - his muscles refused to rise, to obey his urge to flee as the cat crouched over him and draped the trainer with his cock. Sudden thrusts broke out, his weak body grinded down against the unseen floor by the huge rod pushing down on him from above, musk-laden shaft sliding smoothly against his wet body. The occasional heavier thrust dragged the twin giant balls along instead, his form hidden entirely under them every time.

All the while he tried to rise, to run, to call out and discipline his unruly pet. He was met with nothing more than utter failure.

How long he was used and played with became hard to track. His Espeon played with him tirelessly, malevolently, enjoying every second he had to make a mockery of his master. His utterly helpless, useless, weak master, nothing more than a source of pleasure and silly fun for the big Pokemon.

Just as he began to wonder if he'd be here for an eternity, the cat paused above him, the entirety of that massive throbbing dick in sight. It was obvious what was about to occur. Paralyzed on the ground, drenched in pre, soaked in his Espeon's scent, unable to close his eyes, he watched in horror as his pet aimed the pulsing pink cock right at him, stroke in fervor, the big cat licking his lips in eagerness as he fired that first thick and giant rope of seed, flying like a bullet to utterly cover and erase him in a big sticky mess, never to be seen again -

... the trainer woke in a cold sweat.

Inwardly cursing, he could see the usual treatment of that unpleasant dream. A stain in his boxers and a faint afterglow-like haze in his mind made it clear how his body had responded to the 'nightmare', even if he hadn't felt it. And crouched next to him, nosing the stain of cum in those boxers, was the perpretator himself - his Espeon, normally sized in reality, grinning wickedly at him with a sticky mess of his own to see on the bedsheets underneath the slowly receding pink kittydick.

"You fucker," he swore, tempted to strike in some way now that he was able, to punish his pet... but the fear of the next nightmare being worse than the last always stayed his hand, so to speak. Instead he shuffled to the bathroom to clean up, ignoring his pet's amused mewing behind him, once more pondering the idea of getting rid of him to a daycare or the wilderness somewhere.

As always, the thought didn't last. He wasn't entirely sure why.

He certainly wasn't going to consider the possibility that he kinda liked having those dreams. That would be ridiculous.

He didn't consider it while grabbing a fresh bedsheet and clean towel on his way back to bed, having several of each on standby... which in its own way said more than enough.

One changed sheet and one toweled-off cat later, along with a fresh pair of boxers, he was back in bed, the Espeon snuggling up to his chest and endearlingly purring in his master's arm hugging around him.

The trainer gave him one last look before closing his eyes. "Fucker."

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