FSE

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Victor smiled as he sat down on the couch, putting his feet up on the coffee table as he finally let himself rest.

The 21-year-old young man had been training like crazy for these past few months, getting himself ready for the biggest challenge of his young life to date.

"Feels right to treat ourselves, doesn't it Cinderace?" he asked his partner. The large rabbit-like pokemon nodded as it sat on the recliner on the other side of the hotel room, chowing down on the Poke-Chow his trainer had bought.

"Cinde!" it chirped as he chowed down on the food

"This beats camping out in the woods that's for sure," Victor said as he grabbed the TV remote, turning on said device.

"And in other news" came the voice from the anchor of the New's Station "Chairman Rose is currently under investigation for allegations of misappropriation of funds and trespassing in protected sites. The Chairman claims he was working on a large program to help the region, but the Wydon police department..."

"Wow, come into town right as shit hits the fan" Victor muttered as he muted the TV and pulled out his phone.

"Ace?"

"Yeah I know it's annoying" Victor muttered as he flicked through the text messages he had "Come to Wydon for the league, end up stuck due to politics..." he shook his head "Months collecting badges and the entire league gets the shaft thanks to Rose pulling some stupid move... You know, I can actually believe he saw himself in Bede. Apparently, both of them don't give a crap about historical artifacts"

The Fire-Type pokemon shrugged as it shoved more food into its gullet, getting a chuckle from Victor.

"Right, probably not the smartest idea to talk politics to a Pokemon" he chuckled, turning his attention back to the TV, his eyebrows shooting up as he saw a familiar person on screen. "Is that Leon?" he muttered, grabbing the remote and unmuting it.

"-othes worn by the best of the best", a soft-spoken voice said as Leon smirked at the camera in a way that made Victor blink.

"That's....a suggestive wink" he muttered, leaning back into the sofa "Never thought I'd see Leon do that..."

On-screen, Leon threw the cape he was wearing off, revealing he was clad in nothing but a pair of tight shorts. The young galarian trainer felt his cheeks light up red as Leon turned around and presented his shapely ass to the camera, running his hand over it.

"Damn.... Guess the League closing left him a bit bored..." Victor muttered, his face a bright red as he felt heat running down his loins. Right as the camera moved onto another angle of the great champion of Galar in a jockstrap, a loud knocking on the door made the young man on the couch jump. He quickly turned the TV off and got up, slowly walking to the hotel's door.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Right right, bloody calm down, I'm coming" Victor muttered, still blushing a bit at the mast in his pants as he unlocked the door. He cracked it open a bit, his eyebrows shooting up as he saw a tanned young man with a carefully maintained mop of royal purple hair and a pair of soft yellow eyes. "Hop? That you mate?"

"Course it's me," the young man on the other side said, crossing his arms as he looked into the creak between the door and the wall "You gonna let me in?"

"Right right, gimme a second..." Victor muttered as he closed the door and removed the bolt, opening it properly for his friend "Good to see you mate"

"Same" Hop said with a friendly smile, giving his friend a quick hug "So.... you gonna let me in?"

"Heh, yeah sure" Victor said with a chuckle as he stepped aside. Hop gave him a wink as he stepped inside, dumping his bag onto the floor.

"Bloody hell, how much did you spend on this place" Hop muttered as he plopped down on the couch "This place is about the size of my house!"

"I know it's ridiculous!" Victor said as he sat down next to his best friend, silently recalling his Cinderace into the Pokeball "The League didn't skimp on the rooms. I'm guessing they used the money from the pay-per-view to get us these places."

"Most likely" Hop said as he rested his head on the cushions, groaning

"What's wrong?" Victor asked as he dropped the Pokeball onto the coffee table "I thought you'd be happy to spend time in your brother's flat"

"I would... if he was ever fucking home!" Hop groaned "Like... I think I've seen him twice. In the two weeks, I've been here!"

"Seriously?" Victor asked, frowning as he looked at this friend's splayed-out form "What, was there some kind of emergency back home?"

"No! That's the thing, he's never around! And the one time I caught him, he looked really out of it, like he just woke up and had to get a drink of water or something. And then there's those ADS!"

"Ah, yeah...." Victor muttered, his face going a bit red as he glanced at the black screen of the television "Those...."

"I mean.... I know that he doesn't have anything to do with the league shut down, but why that!?" Hop groaned

"I mean,... Your brother isn't too bad on the eyes" Victor said, his face a bit red as he looked at his friend.

"Isn't... MATE DON'T" Hop shouted as he threw a cushion right at Victor's face, getting a chuckle out of the other boy "It's bad enough I have to deal with Rahain getting lovey-dovey with him, don't you start too!"

"Heh, sorry pal. I'm not gonna deny the truth when I see it" Victor said with a wink

"Bloody hell, stop!" Hop groaned, covering his ears as his whole face lit up bright red, getting a chuckle "Arceus stop for the love of all that's good!"

"Alright alright! Take a bloody breath" Victor said with a laugh, giving his friend a light slap on the shoulder as he smiled at him.

"Screw you, wanker...." Hop muttered as he removed his hands

"Hey, you'll have to buy me dinner first," the brown-haired young man said with a wink

"Pffft" Hop chuckled, biting into his fist "Arceus Victor, don't joke around now please"

"What? I'm not the one panicking over my brother taking a job. You need to relax a bit" Victor said as he grabbed the remote

"Mate, I'm not gonna relax!" Hop said, swiping the remote from his friend's hand "This shit isn't right ok? Something weird is going on"

"Hop, I know you love your brother, but I think you're being a bit paranoid"

"I'm not being paranoid! Rahain is freaking out too! He's been pretty much camping out on the couch for the past week and Leon has barely looked at him!"

"Ok...." Victor muttered, blinking "That is a bit weird..."

"Yeah ignoring your fiancee is a bit weird, ain't it?" Hop asked, sarcasm dripping off every word.

"Fuck, you really are worried aren't you?" Victor muttered, looking at his friend in concern

"Fuck yes I am!" Hop said, leaning forwards and resting his arms on his legs "Look, Leon isn't the type to do stuff like this. He's not the kind to just drop everything for some dumb modeling job, no matter how well it pays. Plus, what kind of modeling job requires you to be at the studio so fucking long?"

"Yeah, that's true...." Victor muttered, his eyes going a bit wider as Hop's arguments began to make sense, "so what do you want to do about it?"

"Right so my plan is we go down to this studio, sneak inside somehow and then we can snoop around for evidence to prove this company up to no good" the passion was clear in his voice as Hop laid out his plan which he was obviously very proud of.

"Then we take the proof we need to officer Jenny and she'll kick in the door and save my big bro," Hop said with a fire in his eye as he rounded off his plan by karate kicking the air "It's the perfect plan mate".

"Mate that's the worst plan I've ever heard" Victor replied with a deadpan grimace on his face.

"Yeah well, what do you think you should do then smartypants," Hop asked sarcastically as he crossed his arms over his chest with a humph.

"Well how about we just go do there ask to see your brother" Victor suggested off the top of his head and clearly being the more sensible of the two "That we can look around a bit and ask Leon directly what's going on?"

"Victor you're a genius!" Hop shouted, grabbing his friend by the shoulders and staking him in his excitement "It'll be like we're undercover, they won't suspect a thing, and that way we can bust them from the inside!"

"Ok fine you've convinced me, let's go do some digging" Victor groaned at his friend, thinking even his own plan sounds a bit ridiculous, but he was getting tired from the constant needling.

"Fucking finally!" Hop screamed, getting up from the couch and giving his friend a smirk

"Wait, you wanna go now?" Victor asked, blinking as he looked up at his friend

"Course I do! Not like your doing anything" Hop said as he grabbed his backpack and headed for the door

"Hey!"

"Oh don't pretend you were gonna do anything other than sitting there and eat pizza," Hop said, crossing his arms. Victor felt his cheeks light up red, his unconsciously going to his phone

"Maybe..." he muttered, getting a sigh from his friend.

"Come on," Hop said, tossing the fellow trainer his shoes.

"Fine fine...." Victor muttered as he caught the footwear and slipped them on quickly. He hopped to his feet and nodded at this friend. "Let's go"

"Awesome!" Hop said with a big smile as he headed outside the room, Victor following right behind him, making sure to lock the suite's door before catching up with Hop.

"Okay, so what do you know about this company?" the brown-haired trainer as he hit the call button for the elevator

"Huh?"

"I mean, if we're gonna go check out what's going on, I need to know something about this. I kinda shut the ad off before the name of the company could come up, so I need to know exactly is going on"

"Right right right..." Hop muttered, shaking his head "Um...."

"You do know what the company is called, don't you?" Victor asked as the elevator arrived

"C-Course I do!" Hop said, his face lighting up red as the two got into the elevator "I just....forgot for a minute...."

"Sure you did..." Victor muttered, pulling out his phone and opening the browser. A few seconds later, he smiled and showed the screen to Hop. "Here"

"Wallace's Sport and Fashion?" Hop read, seeing the blue logo in the shape of some snake-like pokemon he didn't recognize. "Why does that name sound familiar?"

"Because Wallace was the champion of the Hoenn region for a few months. He's the shortest titleholder in the world, and he's the only one who didn't lose the title, instead, he retired and gave it up to his chosen successor. He then went to open a men's wears company"

"Huh..." Hop blinked, clearly not expecting that dump of information

"Says here that the company is just recently expanding into international markets...." Victor read from his phone as the elevator door slid open "They're putting out calls for models all over the planet. And they're pushing it hard. Looks like Leon isn't the only famous guy to sign up to work for them."

"How so?" Hop asked as the two walked through the lobby

"It says here that former gym leader and actor Brysen signed up to be a model in Unova. In Kanto, former league competitor and gym leader Blue is one too."

"Damn, so they're going for famous people to advertise these, aren't they?" Hop muttered as they stepped out of the hotel into the rather chilly streets of Wyndon.

"Yeah. They're doing some aggressive advertising" Victor muttered as he used his phone to call over a taxi. "And by the looks of it, their studio is on the other side of the city"

"Right, so I'm guessin' that's we-"

"CORVO!" a shriek interrupted the conversation as the Corvo Taxi landed in front of the two, a plume of dust escaping from the bottom. The large pokemon that carried it stared down at the two, the doors unlocking and swinging open automatically.

"That will never not be scary..." Hop muttered as he climbed inside the cab, barely looking at the Corvoknight.

"Oh don't be a wuss," Victor said as he showed the Corvoknight their destination on his phone. The large pokemon nodded, getting in position to take off.

"Shut up and get in here" Hop muttered, getting a giggle from his friend as he climbed inside and shut the door. A click rang out through the cab as they locked and the Corviknight began flapping its wings, slowly lifting them off the ground and towards their destination.

---

The two grunted as they felt the taxi come to a sudden stop, a loud bang ringing out as the cab landed, rather roughly, on the ground.

"I hate flying on these things..." Hop muttered as the doors unlocked and swung open. "Thank Arceus I didn't eat lunch beforehand..."

"Oh don't bitch, this was your idea," Victor said as he handed the Corvoknight a bill. The Flying Type grabbed it with its beak before taking off, flapping its massive wings and blasting the two boys in the face with a gust of wind before it disappeared into the clouds.

"Just.... Come on, let's go find my brother" Hop muttered, putting his hands into his pockets and walking up to the door, huffing the whole way.

"Fine fine" Victor said, trying not to giggle at his friend's actions as he followed right behind him. The building was quite large, and it stood out slightly from the rest of the city. Wyndon had a particular style to it, and this building with its modern full glass walls, clean white metal around said glass, and well-kept lawn outside clashed hard with it.

"Looks like an office building from Unova..." Victor muttered as they stepped inside, a blast of cold air hitting the two. The lobby was pretty much what they expected after seeing the outside. Sparsely decorated with a few couches, a pile of magazines, and the company's logo right in front of them, displayed for all to see. Said logo was a Wailord jumping over a stylized W.

"Huh, not a bad symbol, I've got to say" Hop muttered as he looked at the carving on the wall.

"Oh hello!" a voice rang out from the right of the room, getting the attention of both young men. They turned and saw a young man, probably about a year older than them, holding a tablet and giving them a friendly smile. "Do you have an appointment?"

"Um..." Victor blinked as he looked over the guy, a bit taken aback by his outfit. He was wearing a pair of shorts, a shirt that was open to show a well-chiseled chest and a necklace with the company's logo hanging loosely around his neck "N-No...We-"

"What are you wearing?" Hop said, his face a bit red

"HOP!" Victor shouted, his own face going bright red as he glared at his best friend before turning back to the guy quickly "S-Sorry about that...."

"Oh no need to apologize," the guy said with a laugh, a quite nice melodic sounding laugh "I get that a lot."

"Yeah well, given how the building looks you except someone wearing a stuffy business suit," Hop said with a friendly smile

"Heh, well Mr. Wallace does want us to show exactly what we're about. Wouldn't do to wear some ugly suit if we don't make them, now wouldn't it?"

"Heh, yeah that makes sense!" Hop said with a grin and a nod, while Victor just stared at the two.

"Heh, anyways. You said you didn't have an appointment?" the guy said, going back to the original topic

"Um, no we don't," Victor said, giving Hop a light elbow to the side as he was about to speak again "We're actually looking for one of the models"

"Oh? One of the models?" the guy asked, looking up from his tablet "That's rare. Most people don't care about that."

"Well, he's my brother," Hop said "And I've been a bit worried about him"

"Ah I see" the guy said with a smile "What's your brother's name?"

"Leon," Victor and Hop said at the same time

"He's kind of well known," Victor said, crossing his arms "Given he's the champion and all that"

"Ah yes. I think he's currently doing a shoot. Please follow me" the guy said, turning around and leading them further inside.

"Well that wasn't so hard," Hop said as he followed the guy

"Don't jinx us yet, mate" Victor muttered as he kept up with them. The two were led through the halls of the building, pictures of Wallace hanging on the walls, each of them with him wearing a different outfit. Victor's eyes were drawn to some of the outfits the guy modeled, some being a bit more risque than others.

"Our founder does have great fashion sense, doesn't he?" the guy leading them said

"That's your founder?" Hop muttered, his cheeks red as he tried to not look at the risque outfits

"Yup. That's Wallace" the guy explained "Our namesake and big icon"

"It's one heck of a leap from Gym Leader to Fashion business, isn't it?" Victor asked, his eyes still on the multiple pictures of Wallace that decorated the entire hall.

"Well yes," their guide said as they finally reached an elevator at the back of the hall "But he didn't do it all on his own."

"I thought he was the founder"

"Technically he's the co-founder" their guide cleared up "He was approached by a former Elite 4 member from Johto who had the idea for the company. Wallace would be the image and he'd be the money man"

"Interesting. Why isn't his name on the company then?" Hop asked as the elevator doors slid open

"From what I understand he's a very private person" the guy explained as he pushed a button for one of the top floors "He's a lot like Alistair actually. Wears a mask all the time and doesn't like going in public that often."

"Wears a mask?" Victor muttered, trying to think who their guide could be referring to

"Yeah. Though it's not like the one our local Ghost Specliasist wears. It's more of a carnival mask, like those you'd see at Nimbassa City during a parade. He's actually the one who does the negotiating for the models"

"Really?" the brown-haired young man asked

"Yup. It was his idea to have big names be the models for the brand. And he has a silver tongue! We haven't had a single person he's talked to turn down the job offer!"

"That's....interesting..." Hop said, looking at his friend with a bit of concern clear in his face

"So... have you met this silent partner?" Victor asked as they approached the floor that was selected earlier

"One time," their guide said with a smile "It was my first day here actually. I remember I was really nervous for some reason. I was also wearing some butt-ugly business suit thing, but then he took me aside and...." he blinked and scratched his head

"And then what?" Hop asked

"Can't remember" the guy said, with a shrug "Oh well, details probably aren't all that important. What I do remember is that afterward, I felt like, loads better. Way more relaxed and at home. And I started wearing much more fitting things" he gave the two a big smile as the elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open "Ah good! Come on, I'll show ya where Leon is!"

He stepped outside without hesitation, but the two young men hung back for a moment.

"I have a really bad feeling about this secret partner thing" Hop muttered as he watched the guide walking into the hallway "Like....really bloody bad"

"Same" Victor whispered back "I get the feeling there's more to him than just being really good at contract negotiations"

"Agreed," the violet-haired boy said with a nod "Does the description he gave ring any bells?"

"Not really," Victor said with a shrug "The Kanto and Johto Elite 4 aren't exactly the most chatty. And if one of them wears a mask, then I doubt he goes out of his way to get pictures taken..."

"Hey you two coming or what?" the guy called out to them

"Coming!" Victor called back before turning to Hop "Either way, keep your guard up"

"Agreed" Hop muttered back as the two stepped off the elevator and followed their guide deeper into the building.

---

The two were led to a large double door with a sign on it that said

Warning. Shoot could be in process. Enter with care

"Here we are!" their guide said with a big smile "This is the photo studio. Please be quiet as you go in, they could be in the middle of something"

"Wait, you're not coming in?" Hop asked, frowning a little

"Wish I could, but I need to head back to the front desk," he said with a big smile that didn't seem quite so innocent to the pair anymore. "Not really supposed to leave it. So I should head back before I get in trouble. See you guys later!" he turned around with that and walked off.

"Well, crap" Victor muttered as the guy disappeared into the hallway

"Not like he'd be that much help, to be honest mate," Hop said as he slowly turned the nob of the door

"True" Victor muttered as he peeked in through the small opening Hop made. Most of the room seemed to be dark, with some light creeping out from further inside "Let's just hope it's Leon and a photographer in there"

"Yeah...." the violet-haired young man pushed the door, the two creeping inside.

"Is this a locker room?" Hop muttered as he pulled out his phone for some light. Victor blinked as Hop turned on the flashlight, and indeed, the place looked less like a fancy studio and more like a High School Locker room. On the back wall was a line of lockers, some benches nearby, and a shower.

"The hell?" Victor muttered, walking over to the lockers. There were about four of them, though only one had a name on it and none had locks of any kind

Frowning, Victor put his hand on the nearest locker, opening it slightly before reading the name stamped on it. "L. Dande...."

"Dande?" Hop muttered as he walked over "That's my last name...."

"Guess this is Leon's locker" Victor muttered as he fully opened the thing. Inside was a Rotom Phone, a pair of pants, a shirt and sandals. "That's a bit bare, isn't it?"

"That's what Leon was wearing every time I saw him back home" Hop muttered "He hasn't worn his champion cape ever since he started working for this place. Or even shoes. He always looked like that"

"It's not exactly something very fashionable either" Victor muttered as he ran his fingers over the sweatpants "I'd wear something like this if I woke up in the middle of the night..."

"Yeah..." Hop muttered "And he was acting like he was half asleep those few times I saw him"

"And then he stopped coming home..." Victor muttered, closing the locker and turning around, frowning slightly. "Come on, let's go find him"

"Yeah..." Hop muttered as the two-headed through the opening where the light was coming from. The small hallway that led the two through had pictures hanging on the walls, all of them of Leon and Wallace. All of them showing off various types of underwear, like jockstraps and boxers in various very provocative poses.

"Whoever this secret partner is, they're really into guys in their underpants..." Hop mumbled

"Really into them," Victor said as they finally reached the source of the light.

The two walked into a white room, with two people inside. One was a purple-haired young man standing behind a camera. And in the middle of the room, was Leon.

Hop's eyes went wide as he saw his older brother bending over to show off his bare ass, as the jockstrap that was wrapped around his groin trembled as it was moved around.

"Good!" the photographer said, clapping "Now on your knees. Show us both your ass and your feet!"

"Yes sir!" Leon said, his voice sounding a lot slower and deeper than Victor remembered. It sounded like each word was a struggle to form without moaning. He got into the position the photographer asked for without hesitation "This good?"

"That's perfect!" the photographer said, his cheery voice echoing through the mostly empty room. The snapping of the camera rang out shortly afterward. "Now, show us the bulge. We want the guys watching to see how good it will make them look!"

"Heh yeah!" Leon giggled, a sound that sounded weird to Victor. He got up and turned around, thrusting out his hips to make the bulge on the jockstrap stand out. Victor's own bulge twitched at the sight, despite his best efforts.

"Good boy!" the photographer said as he started taking pictures.

"What the hell?" Hop whispered "We need to get him out of there"

"Shh!" Victor hissed, putting his finger over Hop's mouth to shut him up. The two stayed there for a few seconds.

"Perfect.... Now I think we need a good shot of your whole body" the photographer said, apparently not hearing the two. Victor sighed and gave his best friend a glare, getting a nervous smile in return. "Don't you two agree?"

Victor's eyes went wide as he heard that, quickly turning his head. The photographer was looking at the two of them, his purple eyes seemingly glowing in the lighting of the studio

"Shit" Victor cursed as he got up, grabbing a Pokeball from his belt, Hop doing the same.

"What the hell did you do to my brother!?" Hop shouted as he gripped the ball tightly

"Oh you mean L?" the photographer asked, a smirk on his face "I just made him a perfect model"

"L?! His name is Leon!" Hop shouted

"Oh, it is. Problem is, he's a bit too dumb to remember a complicated name like that" the photographer chuckled "Isn't that right L?"

"Uh? Oh yeah!" Leon chuckled, clearly not paying attention to what was happening around him until he was called out. He smiled at the photographer as he just sat there, not even seeing Victor or Hop

"Leon! Bro look at me!" Hop shouted to him, only to be ignored as the muscular man turned to the photographer

"We taking more pics sir?" he asked calmly as if sitting there nearly nude was totally normal to him

"Not today L. Go ahead and take a break"

"Yes sir!" the champion said, a dumb chuckle escaping his lips as he got to his feet and headed off in the opposite direction

"L, remember. No wearing merchandise during break" the photographer said

"Oooh right! Sorry boss!" Leon said with a chuckle as he took off the jockstrap without hesitation and threw it to a pile in the corner. Then he just walked to the other side of the room, falling onto a beanbag chair and grabbing his cock, not caring that he had an audience in the slightest.

"H-How....W-Why...?" Victor stammered out, a bit flummoxed at seeing the charismatic champion he'd met a few months ago acting like a dumbass college bro.

"Part of the job," the photographer said calmly as he looked at the two, his glowing eyes never blinking "See, it's a lot easier to get the models to agree to risque shots when they're too dumb and horny to refuse. Makes my job much, much easier"

"That's it... Go Cinder-" Victor's word's died in his throat as he suddenly felt his entire body seize up, including his mouth. His tongue stopped mid-motion as a soft purple glow surrounded his body. Only his eyes remained free to move, and he saw that Hop was in a very similar position.

"Now, I don't think calling out Pokemon would be beneficial here," the photographer said, walking closer to the two, and grabbing the pokeballs from their hands. "This studio is not exactly a place built for fire types after all"

"H-How...." Hop managed to stammer out through the psychic holding them down.

"Heh, come on. I expect that our receptionist spilled the beans about a partner?" the photographer said "I should have made him more silent.... Too bad I have a thing for hot chatterboxes"

"Y-You're....partner......" Victor managed to spit out "Not....just....photo....."

"Heh, yup. My name is Will" the guy said, taking a little bow to the two "Former Psychic expert of the Johto Elite 4. And current owner and photographer of a very successful company"

"W-Why...." Hop grunted out

"Shhhh," Will said, patting Hop's head as he took his belt. "Don't you worry about that. It's not like you'll be able to retain the answers"

"W-What......?" Victor spat out as Will walked over to him and took his own belt, and all his pokemon along with it.

"Oh, what do you think I'm just gonna let you walk out?" Will asked, a glimmer in his eyes "Please, I can't let anyone who knows how I get my models leave the building. Can you imagine the drama that will come out of that? And all the police officers I'd have to deal with?" he shook his headache "Just a total mess"

"So......make.....forget?" Hop stammered out

"I could do that," Will said with a nod "But the thing is, we have been getting complaints recently. Our customers keep telling us we're missing some models for the 18-23 age demographic"."

Victor's eyes went wide as he realized what Will was saying. The psychic noticed that and gave him a grin

"Yup. I think you'll two will make very good models for our company" Will said with a big smile

"N-No....." Hop stammered out

"Oh don't worry," Will said, giving Hop a pat on the head "When I'm done, you'll be very, very happy in this job" he walked over to Victor, using his powers to bring a chair over that came to a stop right in front of the brown-haired young man. The former member of the Elite 4 grinned and sat down, looking right at Victor.

"Let's get started, shall we?" he said, putting his hand on the galarian's forehead and sending a blast of energy into Victor's mind.

Victor braced himself, but it didn't do him any good, as it felt like his head was smothered in cotton. Everything around him began to go fuzzy. His fingers tingled as he couldn't feel much, his eyes drooped slightly as everything became a hazy unfocused mess. Even his sense of smell began to fail him, as the smell of Will's perfume became nothing.

That's it a voice cut through the cotton, coming right from inside his head. Let go of all that unimportant stuff. Just focus on my voice.

"N-No!" Victor thought, closing his eyes as he tried to push the influence out

Oh not bad the voice said, followed by a laugh that sent shivers through Victor's spine at the alien sensation of someone talking inside his brain There's potential there. Oh well, I'll make sure that the rest of you doesn't go to waste

"G-Get out!" Victor screamed in his mind "G-GET OUT!" he thought, putting all his energy into it. He saw Will visibly wince a bit, which sent some pride through his body.

"Fine.... Let's try something a bit....stronger" Will put both his hands on Victor's temples and his eyes glowed bright purple. Victor barely had time to react as he felt energy course through his skull and into his mind

"S-STOP!"

Shhh. Don't fight it. Just listen

That one word carried power as it blasted through the cotton and into Victor's head. His eyes went wide as he felt it tear through. He shivered as the sensation ran through his body, the tent in pants returning as waves of pleasure rang out from his head down to his loins.

There we go..... That feels great, doesn't it?

Victor blinked, feeling a wave of pleasure run through his whole body with each word that Will whispered into his brain.

"Y-Yes...." he muttered, his mouth suddenly free of the psychic hold. It was hard to muster up any real emotion, as the moment he tried to focus on anything except Will's voice, another blast to his groin broke the line of thought with nothing but pure ecstasy.

Good. See, it wasn't so hard to answer my question, was it? Will asked each word is like a shock straight to the young man's pleasure centers

"N-No..." Victor moaned out, his whole body shivering as the tent in his pants grew harder

Good. Now, tell me. Are you happy?

"A-Am I happy?" Victor blinked, a bit confused by the question, but another blast of pleasure stopped him from

Are you happy?

"Yeah, I'm happy," Victor said "I'm about to compete in the league!"

The league that was canned? Will's voice asked, making the young man blink

"W-Wait.... I-It's still gonna happen" he muttered, his eyes drooping slightly as Will sent more energy through his temples, blocking out any thoughts that didn't pertain to what they were talking about.

Is it? With all this drama, chaos, stress. Do you really want that?

"W-What....C-Course I do!" Victor muttered, blinking as he felt more of Will's influence wash over him with every spoken word

Do you? Look at Leon. He's so happy now. So relaxed and calm, free of all stress and worries. All that he worries about now is looking good and feeling pleasure. Do you think he was that happy as champion?

"C-Course he was!" Victor said, frowning as the words wormed inside his mind

Was he? Look at him Will stepped aside, his hands never leaving the young man's head. He got a good view at Leon sitting on a beanbag, staring ahead at seemingly nothing and giggling, his hands down in his privates. No shame. Now stresses, no worries. Nothing but happiness and pleasure. Doesn't that sound nice?

"B-But....." Victor muttered, blinking as Will stepped back in front of him, a smile on his face

Is being a trainer worth all this hassle? Will asked All the stress of traveling. Of sleeping in the woods for days on end, on the cold hard ground?

"B-But...." Victor blinked, moaning as Will sent another blast of psychic energy through him. His cock twitched as his thoughts were muddled

Living from battle to battle just so you can scrounge up enough cash for supplies and to look after your Mons. All those potions, all that food. While you wash your clothes in a stream. Isn't all of that just so stressful?

"Y-Yeah....b-but" Victor stammered out, his eyes going hazy slowly as Will's words went deeper and deeper into his mind

Its tyring thinking all the time isn't it? Knowing all that stuff that stresses you out. Dangers of pokemon. Stresses of money. All that stuff comes with intelligence. All that stuff that comes from beinging a trainer. And its tiring isnt it?

As Will said those words, his eyes briefly flashed and Victor felt a wave of lethargy wash over him. His frozen arms ached, his eyes drooped slightly and he felt the urge to yawn.

"I-It is...." Victor agreed

I can take all that away. I can take all those stresses, all those worries, all that exhaustion away. I can leave nothing but pleasure and happiness inside of your head

"Y-You can?" Victor blinked, as the cotton in his head made it impossible to focus on anything except what Will was saying "W-Why?"

Because I want you to be happy. People being happy is a good thing, isn't it?

"Y-Yeah it is..." Victor muttered, seeing the logic there as he felt another shiver of pleasure

All you need to do is agree to it Will's voice said Just say yes, and all that stress, all that worry will be gone. Expelled from your mind in a wave of pure bliss. Do you want that?

"Y-Yes!" Victor moaned, his eyes going wide as he felt a smile form on his face "I want that!"

"Good answer!" Will said, not in his head this time, but with his mouth. He moved his hands, taking one off the guy's head and moving the other to his forehead. The tip of his finger glowed a bright pink.

Victor was about to ask what he was doing, but then he was hit the greatest wave of pleasure he had ever flet in his life. All the nerves in his body were screaming in pure ecstasy as Will put on finger on his forehead.

"You feel that, right?" he saked with a smirk, to which Victor weakly nodded "That's all those thoughts keeping you stressed and unhappy. All of them are moving to were my finger is, out of your brain and into this specific spot"

Victor gasped in pleasure as he felt everything drain out of his brain. It felt like bubbles popping inside of his skull as each thought, each shred of his IQ, flew out of his neurons and right below Will's finger. The psychic began to slowly move it downwards, past his nose and face and down his throat.

Victor's eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head as pleasure just flowed through his entire body. Each slight motion sent even more arousal through his body. His cock was straining aginst his jeans, as hard as rock and twitching with need every second.

Will just smirked and kept moving the thoughts further and further down, across his chest, his abs his waist. Until he finally reached the strained tent in the front of Victor's pants. He grinned and gave his cock a light tap, before the cotton fuzz suddenly cleared from the trainers mind as he momentarily broke his hold on Victor.

The young man gasped and fell to his knees, panting and sweating as the pleasure rushed through his entire body, and he groaned as he felt his cock strain and twitch inside his pants

"Now listen carefully," Will said, his finger not leaving Victor's cock "When I count back from three, you'll cum. You'll cum harder then you ever have in your life. And as you cum, all that stuff will drain out of your head. It will leave as a big sticky blob, and you'll be free of those thoughts. That sounds great, doesn't it?"

"Y-YES!" Victor panted, a dumb smile on his face. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Hop was staring at him in confusion, but he couldn't understand why. He'd never felt this good before, he'd do anything to get this to be permanent

"Good boy." Will gave him one last strong poke on the dick, getting one giant moan from Victor. "Three"

Hearing that, Victor's hands flew down to his pants, not even bothering to unbutton them, instead ripping the button off as he tore them in half and threw them downwards to his knees.

"Two"

He grabbed his boxers and pulled them down in a split second, his cock bouncing up in the cold air of the studio, letting slip another moan

"Fuuuuuck" he moaned as his bright red cock bounced up and down, twitching desperately for release.

"One" Will said and suddenly and it was like a floodgate opened. Victor's eyes went wide as he felt what felt like a dam breaking in his loins.

"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" he both shouted and moaned as his cock blasted out its load. It shot out like a hose, as thick white cum blasted out by the gallon. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, his mouth hanging open in a dumb smile as he not only felt his cock drain but also his brain. Mathematics, science, geography, understanding of pokemon battling, typing, rasing, all of that was drained out of him.

"OH FUCK YES!" he gasped out, thrusting his hips and humping the empty air as waves of arousal shot through him, more and more of his brain-draining out his cock. Memories of his travels, of his pokemon. Of spending money, of worrying about getting enough from battles to buy enough supplies for the next week, stressing out about getting his pokemon to the Center, all of this disappeared.

As he finished cumming, a few drops falling from his now permanently hard cock as his eyes looked around, lacking the light of intelligence that was present there just a few moments ago. Panting, he looked to his left, seeing Will, poking Hop's member through his equally tented pants. Right as Will said three, Victor fell face-first to the ground, into the puddle of cum he had just blasted out, and fell asleep, the effort of cumming out his brains leaving him totally exhausted.

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Two Weeks Later

Vic yawned as he opened his eyes, a dumb smile on his face as he felt the sunlight trickle in from the one window that rested right above his bed.

"Man that was a good sleep...." he mumbled, his voice sounding much slower and deeper than it had two weeks ago. He grabbed the snow-white sheets he slept on and threw them aside, hopping off the mattress and onto the cold tiled floor. He shivered as he felt his bare feet hit it, but that didn't bother him much. The dumb smile still on his face, he walked over to the full-length mirror that made up the inside of his door.

He smiled as he struck a pose, something that had become reflex whenever he saw a reflective surface of any kind and looked over his body. The twig of a trainer he'd been two weeks ago was gone, and he now had a body that most professional swimmers lusted after. The lithe muscle in his legs and arms, with his chest, well-sculpted with muscles, but not the over-the-top abs that L had, and no body hair to speak off. His cock bounced up, instantly growing hard at the thought of his fellow model. He moaned and giggled, wrapping a hand around it as he opened the door and started to slowly pump it up and down. Right before he could really get going, the door to his room was thrown open, his fellow stud standing on the other end.

"Morning Vic!" Hop said, his hands on his waist as his member stood up twitching and hard for all to see. His body was almost an exact copy of Vic's, same muscles, same lack of body hair, the only difference was his natural darker skin color. He walked in and kissed Vic on the cheek and gave his cock a quick poke

"Heh, morning Hop" Vic giggled, his head feeling like fireworks were going off inside at the mere sight of his fellow model. He leaned in and kissed him too. Any memories relating to their time as rivals were long gone from the head of the two models, along with most of the knowledge that once was in there. As far as the two were concerned, they were just hot models who worked for their master and have been like that their whole lives. "Is master ready for us?"

"Just about!" Hop said with a dumb smile, giving Vic's dick a tug as he led him out of the room. Vic moaned and followed with a dumb chuckle. The two exited the room, and onto the carpeted hallways of the studio that was the entire world to the two dumb, horny models. "He's just wrapping up some shoot with L and then we're up"

"Heh perfect!" Vic moaned, pulling his dick free of his partner's grasp. He smiled and stared at the toned ass of the young man leading him through the complex halls of the studio "How the fuck can you get around here anyway? I get lost aaaaalll the fucking time!"

"Hehehe, so does L!" Hop chuckled

"And you did too, don't try and pretend your some smart-ass," Vic said, giving him a poke in the butt, earning a horny chuckle from the other model "You're as dumb as the rest of us"

"Fuck yeah I am!" Hop chuckled "I'd never want to be smart! Being smart is master's job!"

"Exactly!" Vic said, not removing his finger, instead of moving it over to the other model's hole "Still haven't answered the question, mate"

"Oh riiiiiiight!" Hop moaned as he felt the finger slip inside. Despite that the two kept walking, being so used to feeling pleasure that they had grown numb enough to walk and fuck at the same time "Heh, master explained the carpet has a line to follow"

"Huh?" Vic muttered, looking down. Indeed their bare feet were walking over a yellow line in the center of the red carpet. Each turn they took was Hop following the line "Wow, I'm such a fucking dumbass!" Vic giggled, pulling his finger out of Hop.

"Heh, course you are!" Hop giggled back as they finally reached the studio proper. The brown-haired model had to bite his tongue not to moan at the sight of L leaning over, showing his perky ass in the lycra running tights he was wearing as Master Will took pictures of it.

"Good! That was perfect L" Master said as he stepped away from the camera.

"Thank you, sir!" L said with a dumb laugh as he stripped the tights off and threw them aside, letting his massive member swing between his legs. Vic's eyes locked onto it and he began to drool a little.

"Mate, your hard-on is showing" Hop whispered, making Vic turn red as he winked at this partner

"When isn't it?" he whispered back as L strode by, fist-bumping both his bros with a "sup" as he passed the two, giving Vic a full view of his member in the process, "and it's not like your any better".

"Heh, yeah true," said the purple-haired hunk with a horny grin on his face as he reached down with one hand to give his hard dick a few quick strokes. The sight of L working the camera clearly having the same effect on both young models.

"Ah good! You're both here!" Master Will said, snapping Vic's attention back to him "Rested up and ready I hope?"

"Of course sir!" Hop said with a big smile as he walked over to the set, Vic right behind him

"Heh, good answer. Now, get dressed boys" Master Will threw them some speedos. Vic grabbed a bright blue one and smiled while got a slick black pair

"We doing swimsuits today?" he asked, despite the obvious answer being in his hands

"Yep. Summer is almost here, so we need some good shots of the new range of speedos" Master Will said. Vic grinned and slipped on the tight rubbery swimwear up his smooth toned legs, moaning as he felt it squish his erection flat. "Perfect. Let's get started. Get over there Vic and bend over, we need some ass shots"

"Heh, yes sir!" Vic said as he turned around and bent over, showing his well-tuned ass to the camera. Each time he heard the camera click, those fireworks went off in his empty head and he couldn't help but giggle.

Click, click, click.

"Ok great work Vic," Master Willl said as he checked over the last few shots on the camera's view screen "Right your turn Hop, I want you boys to swap so I can get some more solo shots before I move on to the more fun stuff".

Like the obedient models, they were the two traded places just like their master ordered, Hop stepping onto the set and Vic moving out of frame to watch his hot partner work.

"I fucking love my job" he muttered as he got a good look at Hop's ass while the other model got into position for their master.

"Perfect stay right there Hop, but I want you down on your knees" Will directed his model around while checking the shot through the viewfinder "Good, now put hands behind your head, spread your legs a bit, flex for me and look sexy for the camera".

"Oh yeah, I really fucking love my job" Vic declared as he watched Hop flex and show off his sexy abs under their Master's instruction.