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Chapter 4: Breaking Cyn

The lights in the bathroom buzzed to live as I found the lightswitch. I quickly stepped inside and beckoned Cyn to follow me. The Typhlosion followed hastily and bumped his muzzle into my backside, making me loose my balance in the process. Fortunately, the plastic railing beside the shower was just in reach for me to grab on, holding my fall. I angrily gazed back over my shoulder as I pulled myself back up. Cyn had an almost apologetic look on his face. I turned away from him and searched the room for a bottle of shampoo.

Like the rest of the apartment, the bathroom was build to accommodate the needs of handicapped people. The sink and the toilet were build at low height and the shower area really wasn't much more than a simple roll-in shower, lacking any sort of cabin. A cheap looking plastic railing was also installed waist-high to support people while standing.

Or, like in my case, to prevent someone from crashing face first into some semi-soft bathroom tiles.

I finally found my extra bottle of shampoo as well as an unused Pokemon brush in my drawer below the sink. Turning back to Cyn, I realized that the was still wearing that stupid retirement resort work dress. It seems that I have to get him out of there myself.

Cleaning and Bathing Fire-Type Pokemon (especially wild ones) can be a pretty harsh task. If the Pokemon doesn't listen to you, it can get frightened or even become violent, if that's the case, chances are high that a person without the right knowledge will get injured.

Or Worse.

Luckily this isn't the first time I am bathing a Fire-type Pokemon. And Cyn should be recipient enough to follow my commands.

Making myself looking as assertive as possible, I changed my voice to a more dominant tone:

„Cyn!"

I said, maybe a little louder than I intended.

He turned his head so fast in my direction that I swear I heard a slight snapping sound coming from his neck.

I continued: „Listen closely Cyn. First, I am going to remove that piece of garbage you are wearing, then I am going to bathe you. Now listen to me: you only move when and how I tell you. If you feel uncomfortable, just say so. Make no sudden movements, I do not wish to loose my balance for a second time because of your impatience, are we clear?"

„C-Crystal clear." Cyn nodded.

„Good, now move into that shower!" in nearly yelled, pointing at it with my finger. Cyn quickly nodded again and moved.

O Course did I immediately feel bad how I treated Cyn. Pokemon who are able to talk back after I give them a sharp command always make me feel uneasy.

Still, I need to establish a dominant position if I want to finish the job quickly, there is no other way around) I silently stripped anything but my underwear and followed Cyn into the roll-in shower. It was spacious enough for me to maneuver around Cyn without any Problems. I ripped the line of buttons apart and removed the reeking and mattered dress piece.

The stench alone was enough to make myself nearly puke. I threw the massive piece at the other end of the bathroom as hard as I could. Cyn looked like he didnt approve my way of handling his piece of cloth but otherwise stayed silent. Now undressed, I had full a view of the miserable state that Cyn was in. While he still had a rather... pudgy image on him, the once creamy fur on his underbelly had a brown undertone on it and looked rather sticky. His paws were a mess as well, and dont let me get started on his rear.

It looks like this will take a while... or two.

I carefully started to rinse him, making sure the water was not too cold for him or to hot for me to handle. The fur on his back gave me cramps as I tried to work the shampoo in. Cyn flinched a few times as I accidentally pulled out some knots of his fur. Otherwise he was cooing pleasantly. I tried to use my ill-treated back as few as possible to avoid further strain on it. Cyn`s extremely large build made him easy to clean. Even while standing on all fours, his shoulders were at the height of my pelvis. Finishing his backside I attended to his head. I nearly fell over as he tried to sniff me, which resulted in a barrage of apologies he ushered for „moving without masters permission."

Cleaning his belly fur was the worst part. Not only was it where his fur was at his thickest, it was also where most of the dirt clung on him. I didn't wanted Cyn to turn over, because for some pokemon, it is treated as a sign of submission. A wrong move and the situation could escalate. Cyn may look tame, but not every Pokemon can go against there basic instincts, much less a big battle breed like him. I didn't want to take any risks.

After the ordeal of his belly fur and his front paws, only his backside was remaining. Naturally, it was the worst part in cleaning a Pokemon. As I started to lower myself behind him, I saw Cyn visibly stiffen for a moment, before relaxing again. This was not going to work.

„Cyn, stand up for me." I said, unsure if he would follow my order without complain. But he just took a short glance at me and complied. His large rear pushed me over in the process, sending my ass in a puddle of water. My underwear was soaked in seconds. I could hear a deep chuckle coming from him. Looking up I saw a smutty look on his face. „Yeah Yeah, really funny." I retorted as I tossed my underwear aside. Now butt naked, I finally had the time of studying his unusual body. Cyn stood at least a good head taller than me, maybe two. I`d say he should be about one and a half times larger than a normal Typhlosion. The wet fur that now clung on his body also showed that he was in fact, rather chubby. His underside is spotting a bulge of belly-fat and his rear and hips also looked like Cyn was more used to lazing around than actual battling. Otherwise he looked healthy. I found no injuries, infections or parasites. After checking the majority of his body only his backside and neither regions remained unexermined.

As I got behind him again, I noticed that he was using the Plastic railing on the wall for leverage. Cyn now stood in a slightly bend angle, his muzzle leaning against the wall and his rear slightly raised. I could also hear some elaborate breathing coming from him, showing that he was not used on standing upright.

Still, the image he gave was hilarious. If I could just grab my bloody camera...

...No. Now is not the time or the right place to use it. Taking in a deep breath to focus myself again, I decided that it would be better to warn Cyn about the „treatment" he is going to get from me.

Making sure he got my attention I instructed him:„Listen Cyn, I want to check on your nether regions. Therefore I have to touch you in... certain places. Please bear with it for a while, okay?"

I looked at him and could see him slowly nodding and slightly blushing. " S-Sure, i-if you are thinking that it is necessary. G-Go ahead." He stammered.

This was the invitation I was waiting for. Facing his rear again. I put my hand on his right hip and massaged his fur. In a steady pace I moved my hand downwards in a petting motion. My hand reached his rear. Going further I finally reached the spot between his slightly parted legs. I softly grabbed for his testicles, Only to feel...

...nothing?

I felt again with my other hand, only to feel a bulge of soft furred flesh and a few bumps, but no testicles. Was he neutered? Daring further I knelled on the floor and searching between his rear legs again, this time in his sheath. While combing trough his belly fur, I could hear a small moan coming from Cyn. He is obviously enjoying the treatment I gave him.

Then, right after silently cursing myself if they had removed his dick as well, a purged, sweet smell hit me. A smell I already knew from my days back on the breeding ranch.

It was the scent of a female Pokemon.

I dragged my hand back from between his legs and quickly parted the fur on his rear. There I found it.

A very small, slightly puffy vulva.

It hit me like a bag of bricks. Cyn was, in fact, a female.

My curiosity spiked. Carefully I parted the outer lips of the vulva and was greeted with a wave of a slightly fresh, sweet and spicy smell that nearly let me loose my focus. Spreading Cyns entraice a little bit more I could see that Her... His... vaginal tunnel itself was very small. It looked more like it would belong of a Growlithe or a Vulpix, But not a Typhlosion. The Clitoris was also looking of for some reason, It didnt match the size of Cyns vulva at all. I got the impression as if „his" Clit was the only normal sized part on him. I felt Cyn squirming under my touch Not wanting to risk anything, I let go of...his... private parts. I sighed as i popped my back and stood up. Nothing about his anatomy made any sense. His build and voice clearly indicated him as male Pokemon. His behavior and private parts however showed that „he" was clearly a female. Guessing alone however, won`t get me anywhere.

Suddenly I heard a squeaking noise. I hastily looked up only to see a bend plastic handle collapsing under Cyns weight. Trying to find his balance, ee whirled his massive form around and pushed me aside like a toothpick. I lost my footing on the wet floor and slipped. Immediently I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head.

„Agh, bloody hell. Shit! That hurts." I cursed while struggling of the floor, clutching the back of my head.

I could feel a vibration on the floor. Looking up, I saw Cyn running towards me, yelling: „SORRYSORRYSORRYSOORY!" at me. Not even a second later a cream colored mass crashed into me. I could feel getting squeezed into a very wet hug by Cyn. My instincts told me again that this is the moment were I would become first class Pokemon food. Shoving those thoughts I tried to calm Cyn down while trying to break free from the choking death grip he had on me. „Agh, c-calm down. Bloody hell are you trying to squeeze me to death?" I asked while I struggled to free myself. Like I said, I „tried" to calm him down.

Finally free I managed to scramble away from. I was furious now.

My mind was already dazed from the lack of sleep and the events that transpired. The hit on the head and Cyns oxygen depriving hug finally made me snap. My facial features Relaxed and I got a glassy look on my face.

„Iamsorry! p-pleasedon`tthrowmeout I-idoanything" Cyn uttered in my direction, the look of panic on his face. I breathed heavily. My eyes looked unfocused and I could feel a wet spot at the back of my head.

I asked myself: what to do?, what to do? Over and over again. Simply throwing him out would be a waste of talents. Cyn needs to learn his place. Cyn needs to lern to choose right.

„Anything huh?" I asked back in a mocking voice.

„You push me over multiple times choke the bloody shit out of me and disrespect my orders? How do you think you can make up for that huh?"

I spoke while giving Cyn a death stare. He was visibly sobbing now. I couldn`t care less. That beast invaded my home, harassed me and disobeyed my orders to NOT BLOODY move in the shower!!

Be it as it may. I half tumbled, half walked into Cyns direction. He flinched as he felt the wall behind his rear. I lowered myself slowly on my knee and grabbed his left ear, slightly pulling it in my direction. Cyn now looked like he was frozen with fear as I whispered softly into his ear „Listen Cyn." I took a deep breath „You are undisciplined, clumsy and have no respect for your current „master"." Cyn started to sob. „I will give you two choices." I said calmly as I raised my arm. Pointing at the right door, I whispered:" This is the door outside. Take it and I let you leave into the streets again. Dirt, no food and hordes of wild Pokemon." Cyn sobbed and nodded. I pointed at the left door. „This is my bedroom. Go inside and become mine. You can apologize for your flaws and mistakes and I can make you into a proper Pokemon."

I took a few steps back from Cyn, tying to intimidate one of my fathers speeches: „Listen Son! This is either my way for you, or the highway. There is nothing in between. Now, Choose! And if you leave, close the bloody Door behind you!"

I fell back into the couch as soon as the words left my mouth. My eyes turned upwards and I blacked out for the second time of the day. All that I heard rearwards was the loud banging of a door.

Drifting Again, I stood on a large grassy plain, seeing nothing but green and blue. I remember this place. My family used to make vacation here. Some Safari place in Kanto. Arceus, I hated that bloody place.

I really did.

Every year that we came here I was forced to help catching Pokemon for the Ranch. „Breading purposes" did he call it. Most of the Pokemon that I caught wouldn't see the green scenery of theier homes again.

I despised that thought.

So, instead of catching Pokemon, I started to draw them. At first only sketches, but soon a passion emerged. My father was more than angry as I said that I didn't want to become a breeder. He held me infuriating speeches all the time, telling me that I should either„wake up" and use my talents or just leave the Ranch. After I heard what felt like his thousand speech, I choose to do the later. I was ridiculously proud at that time for defying my father, for defying my family. How ironic.

You cannot run from your past, you can only face it.

My eyes snapped open and the full emotional impact of my recent actions hit me like a Bullet train.

The destruction,

the depravity

and the wrongness of it all...

I felt the back of my head with my right hand. Some crusted blood told me the wound I had was already healing. Even Trough those actions where those of my dazed mind I am still at fault for kicking out Cyn.

How long was I out?

A look outside of the window told me that It was sill fairly dark outside.

Cyn.

Bloody Cyn. I kicked him out for no reason, just because I got dazed and my mind decided to play a perverted homage to family business.

Bloody me.

I have to find him! If hurry I can still catch him and...

„ZZZHHH!"

The loud snoring sound that was coming right from my bedroom got my immediate attention. I swiftly raised myself from the couch and quietly opened the door to my bedroom. A weak artificial light came trough my small window on the opposite direction, sparsely illuminating a snoring Cyn on my bed.

I laughed, hard.

The echoting laughter woke Cyn from his slumber. He laid on my bed, all limbs outstretched, without a care in the world.

His eyes got bigger as he realized the situation.

„Wh-what? Ahh. A-Alex? I mean M-m-master? I mean uhm... I g-got tired and you wouldn`t come over. Sooo I thought I-I wait for you on your bed, but I got t-tired and s-slept in. I-Im sorry...?"He paused. „Al- Master, why are you crying?"

I blinked, wiping my tears away. He was right. I haven't cried in ages, much less of joy. It seems that I didn't screw up competently, like I always do.

I pounced Cyn.

I pounced him and hugged the bloody hell out of his neckfur, begging and fighting that he wouldn't throw me off while muttering how sorry I was. However, Instead of the expecting struggling, I felt two soft limbs hugging me back, caressing my naked body and a warm voice telling me that everything is going to be okay. I simply melted in his embrace, cuddeling myself further into his gorgeous warm fur.

Sleep came quickly. And the sound of two sleeping bodies, snoring like a heard of Ursarings, could be heard throughout old Goldenroad City.