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Reeve sat on his bed, watching the Abra setting up a pair of apples on the table next to it. “You're finally gonna show me what you've been working on these past few months, then?"

“I did promise I would when I was ready." The psychic voice had an odd ringing, floaty quality to it, and made him sound older than he looked in his smaller body. “It seems to be working consistently now...that's more or less what I was waiting for."

“You couldn't even give me a teaser before you got it perfected, huh, Cellus?"

“Reality alteration is not a process to be trifled with."

“And yet you do it all the time." Reeve didn't mind having a Psychic Pokémon powerful enough to bend reality itself to his whims; not many people could boast of the same. It did get a tad disconcerting when he brought up all the ways he could accidentally erase them from existence, of course, but Cellus was nothing if not exceedingly cautious.

“But I know what I'm doing, thus the risk is minimized. Anyway, this one is fairly tame. It's referred to as size shifting."

“Size shifting?"

“Yes. Essentially, changing the size of two things, one bigger than its original size and one smaller. It's a lot simpler than changing one thing...reality tends to resist that a lot more, because it doesn't know where to gather or store the extra material. But if all you do is basically transfer size, it's much more accommodating."

The apples floated lazily up from the table into the air, surrounded by a faint blue glow, the evidence of Cellus's psychic energy on them. Reeve watched with curious wide eyes as the left apple began to grow larger, while the right began to shrink. By all appearances, it wasn't a stressful process; he'd seen objects torn apart violently by psychic manipulation before, but these seemed perfectly stable.

“There's a limit to how much change cam be effected through this without risk, but a psychic's mind will feel it when it gets to that point...in this case, right here." The left apple had swelled to roughly the size of a grapefruit, while the right was compressed to maybe the size of a cherry. “If I release the energy, they will remain this way for a while...and as usual, reality will correct the disparity and restore the original within the course of several hours."

“So you couldn't keep them this way indefinitely?" Reeve poked the larger apple, now settled back on the table; it felt like an apple should, to him at least.?

“Only through active maintenance...if I keep my influence on them, they'll remain in their altered states. But if I break away and don't re-establish the influence, they'll return to normal without fail. A truly immensely powerful Psychic might be able to effect permanent changes on reality, but I very much don't expect I will reach that level."

Reeve gave him a grin. “Hey, this seems impressive enough. Even bending reality in the first place is no mean feat."

“Thank you. Do you want to try it?"

“Huh?" Reeve wasn't quite prepared for that question. “I'm not psychic, I can't really…"

The Abra snickered quietly, an audible sound rather than the telepathic vocalization of normal. “I don't mean making the change, but rather being changed. Based on things you've said in the past, I have the impression that you'd rather enjoy it."

“Oh...uh…" Cellus had his number there; not that he knew why, but he rather liked the thought of having a changed perspective of his environment. Maybe being a photographer had something to do with it, he often wondered what it might be like to take shots through a different pair of eyes. “Is it...safe? I mean, I know you said...just, it won't hurt or be painful, right?"

“It certainly shouldn't, I haven't had that problem before. It will feel somewhat odd...having one's reality warped usually does. But no other subject has experienced pain. Also, if you wish, you can choose a particular target...I'm impartial to it, and perhaps you have something in mind that you'd like to see scaled."

“Well...actually...I'd rather it was yourself."

Cellus's brow raised slightly. “Really?"

“Yeah. I mean, it'd be cool seeing how you looked if you had a bit more size to you." It wasn't exactly a random thought from Reeve, he'd had dreams in the past about Pokémon that were larger than typical for their species, and for some reason he really enjoyed the idea. In fact, some of his photography was centered around perspective manipulation to create images where the Pokémon appeared distinctly larger than it was.

“Hm. Well, I can't say that I've done that before...but it shouldn't be too complicated. If you're ready then...I would recommend sitting down to the bed, the change can be a bit disorienting and I wouldn't want you falling down."

Reeve nodded and took a seat on his bed, holding the covers a bit in combined nerves and anticipation. He could see that glow start to rise off of Cellus, and suspected the same was happening to him, though he wasn't looking to find out. At first nothing seemed to happen, but then he felt an unusual tingle start to flow through his whole body...the tingle intensified, and he gripped the covers tighter, it wasn't painful as Cellus had assured him but it was definitely strange.

Then he could see it in front of him...the Abra was getting bigger, his body was slowly but surely rising from its typical stature compared to the objects around him. And at the same time, Reeve could feel himself getting smaller, his own field of vision shifting downwards. This was a much stranger sensation than the tingling, and it started to make his head spin a bit...he was forced to close his eyes to ward off the vertigo, it helped some but left him unable to see the progress being made. Oh, well, he'd just have to be content with the product.

It took a minute or so, but his head finally settled and the tingling stopped. Reeve opened his eyes and adjusted to the strange new perspective...everything around him seemed significantly bigger. He slid off the bed and stood, finding himself back in good balance, looking down at himself as well as all around. It was definitely a strange feeling; his proportions were the same, but he was distinctly shorter than before, it was hard to say when he had been back at this height. The perspective actually triggered an odd sense of déjà vu, maybe a flashback to younger years when that was all the taller he was…

And Cellus stood before him, looking surprisingly large. Though height-wise he was very similar to Reeve now, maybe an inch or two taller, his proportions made him look noticeably broader. “Well now, this is interesting...never thought to change myself before. I suddenly understand what you mean when you talk about perspective."

“It's pretty cool, isn't it? But man, getting to experience it this way...never thought that would happen." He walked up to Cellus, admiring the Abra's new stature; it was appealing in a lot of ways. “You...look huge."

“Hardly. There are still a great many larger creatures that I could name. I'm simply a bit more Abra than the world typically gets."

“Well, all the same. You do look big…" He rubbed a hand against the Abra's chest, marveling at how solid it was despite belonging to a decidedly non-physical creature, his mind wandering all over the place. “Tough...sexy…"

Cellus smirked slightly. “Indeed? Sexy, is it?"

Reeve blushed; that had kind of slipped out when he wasn't paying attention. “Er...well, I guess it's out, so...yeah. Definitely sexy. I mean...you know I'm inclined that way already, right? You could tell…"

“You have a point. Though, I don't recall you particularly thinking of myself that way. Yet, indeed, your mind seems quite active on that topic now..."

“H-hey, what's with the mind reading?" His protest was more from embarrassment than anything, Cellus did have a tendency to peek into his thoughts on occasion and he typically was fine with it. It was just the ones he wanted to keep more private…

“I'm not reading. You're projecting. Your thoughts are very loud on the subject." Of course, his mind maybe wasn't quite as keen on keeping them private. Psychic Pokémon were sensitive to strongly projected thoughts whether they were actively reading or not. And the impact it was having on Cellus was unmistakable, as Reeve could see his cock starting to emerge from its internal hiding place. “As you can see, it wouldn't take much convincing."

“Ah...well, if I'm that obvious, then I suppose you know what I want to do before I even have to say it?"

The grin on the Abra's face widened. “Perhaps I do...I suppose we can't get started until you're properly laid bare, though."

“You're right, of course. Would...you do the honors, Cellus?"

Cellus's ears twitched, that was an interesting request. But he was hardly about to refuse it. His hands wandered down to the bottom of Reeve's shirt, taking hold of it in a gentle grip. He could have just done it with his mind, but something prompted Cellus to act personally, physically lifting the garment and drawing it up over the human's head...the physical intimacy felt good, better than a quick and dirty job with his thoughts.

Reeve shuddered a bit as his shirt was removed from him; this was something entirely unfamiliar, his previous experiences with Pokémon he had always disrobed himself, as they had a tendency to do more clawing and tearing. Letting Cellus do the job, though, was oddly enticing...more even than he expected. The Abra wasn't reckless, he didn't have anything to worry about in terms of the condition of the garments...though, a little prickle in his mind had him not so opposed to the idea of a rougher disrobing in this state. He wasn't sure what brought that on, but had no time to dwell on it as the Abra's arm was wrapped around him, and his other hand dipping under his shorts and underwear, giving him a bit of a fondle.

“How hard you are already...I can tell how much you like this even without your thought projections." Cellus had gotten pretty obvious himself, his own length fully out of his slit, slick and ready to be used. Reeve could scarcely believe how large it was, wonderfully long and thick, well more so than any human his size, including himself, and his mind was overcome with desire to feel it inside of him. These too must have been projected to Cellus, as the Abra laughed quietly while undoing the button on his shorts. “I've not seen such eagerness from you before, Reeve."

His shorts and underwear were drawn down together, about halfway down his legs, before Cellus suddenly pushed him onto the bed on his back. It wasn't a forceful push, rather a slow and continuous one, nevertheless an unexpected show of power by Cellus. And it drove Reeve to new heights, his arousal raging at the sensation. Lost in desire, he didn't even realize that his clothes had been taken off his legs, until they were spread apart by Cellus' hands, his hole exposed to the Abra's cock.

“Hm...you are quite...active, in there." Cellus rubbed his length against those cheeks, slightly teasing the opening but not letting anything inside. “In fact, I think this is more than just your attraction to Pokémon...I think it's what has been done to you that has more impact. That you specifically enjoy that I have taken some of your size and added it to myself, and am now using that against you sexually. That would be a first for me."

“I...I think you're right..." Reeve was finding it rather difficult to think straight about anything with that dick prodding at his hole. It was a better thrill than even the larger Pokémon he had been with at his normal size; certainly, something about being smaller was having an effect. He wanted nothing more than to be spread on Cellus's girth, to have the Abra take him swiftly and powerfully…

And that was just what he did. Sensing his trainer's thoughts, Cellus didn't hold back, bucking forward and using his skills to make sure there was no resistance to parting that hole around his shaft, burying it fully with ease. Both of them let out loud moans of pleasure right off the bat, the immediate sensations difficult to process but nonetheless driving them to create more. And as Cellus pulled himself out slowly and thrust back in, it only compounded the chaos in their bodies and minds.

The motion of that large pole inside of him, grinding against his prostate and stretching him wonderfully, to Reeve it was an unequaled experience. It felt incredible, mind-blowing, far better than any other sexual encounter he could remember. Whether it was the scenario, or that Cellus was just that good at this, he found himself right on the verge of begging for more almost immediately. Not that he had to, as Cellus needed no prompting to pick up the pace.

It was divine for the Abra, too. His own sexual experience was limited, and even rarer were the occasions where he got to be on top...and Cellus was relishing the feeling, the tightness around his cock as he pushed his way into a willing bottom, a human no less, his own trainer. His trainer that he was now equal to in size...he had to admit that the change had done something to him as well, made him feel more at ease with being more forceful and in charge. He wanted Reeve to feel all of him, all he had to give, and he was determined to make that happen.

His hands found Reeve's arms, and gripped them tightly as he put more of his weight on them, allowing him to speed up his fucking and drive himself in a bit harder. Despite his frame and nature, he was still a Pokémon, and possessed uncommon strength for his size, and was now using it to his full advantage. Any thought of adding to it with mental forces was abandoned; he liked the intimacy of the physical much more.

Reeve, for his part, was perfectly happy with the added force, moaning loudly at each thrust deep into him. “Cellus...please, I'm…" He jerked and squirmed a bit, his cock standing tall, feeling almost on the edge of release already, not wanting to lose it so soon but finding it hard to stave it off.

Cellus made no motion to slow down, however; he was nearing his limit as well but wanted to drag it out of Reeve first. Letting go of his last vestiges of restraint, he pounded his way into the tight hole of his trainer without remorse, driving himself into that sweet spot he knew would get Reeve calling out for him. It took but a few impacts to overpower Reeve, the human yelling out his name as his sticky fluids burst out of his dick, landing partly on him and partly on Cellus as the Abra leaned in a bit further. He rammed in over and over, trying to maintain Reeve's high as he got so close, he could feel himself at the tipping point…

And then he went over, letting out a shout as he fired round after round of semen deep into Reeve's bowels. Reeve felt it filling him up inside, moaning as he felt more and more fluid get packed in by the pent-up Abra, almost rivaling what he'd felt from the few Water-types he'd taken before. The two gripped each other tightly as they rode out the highs, finally settling after a minute of unbridled pleasure.

For a moment it was just the two of them panting, not moving as they recovered from the bout. Cellus finally was the first, pulling himself out of Reeve and stepping back, a hand out to the human to help him up. Reeve took it in the next moment, getting to his feet on wobbly legs, holding Cellus close. “Wow...I thought it would be good, but I didn't expect that."

“You were quite the experience, Reeve. I see why some Pokémon go for humans now...there's a quality about it that is...somehow different from another Pokémon. It's rather difficult to explain."

“Don't worry, you don't have to." Reeve felt a tiny shiver as he looked into Cellus' mostly-closed eyes. It felt good, standing next to him, seeing him at eye level...but Reeve's mind was brimming with curiosity and anticipation, he was feeling the urge for something more...he knew exactly what it was, too. “Cellus, do you have another round in you?"

“I'm certain I do...what do you have in mind?"

“As if you couldn't guess." He stepped slightly away from the Abra, smiling and opening his arms. “Take the rest of it...make me Abra-sized, and you big as I was...and then have me again."

In another case Cellus might have questioned the request, asked Reeve if he was sure, but the certainty with which he said it, coupled with his own niggling desire to experience it, rather forestalled any further inquiries. Once again he initiated the link between them, easier than ever due to their already-existing alterations, and without delay he started drawing more from Reeve...he felt himself growing again, maybe more quickly than before, and Reeve was losing his height, becoming smaller and smaller. Fortunately, with all the objects around, it was easy to estimate when to stop, and as soon as Reeve looked to be only as tall as Cellus's normal stature, he cut the exchange. There was a real thrill in being this tall, he decided immediately; being able to look down over most everything was definitely nice, the world was built for human heights and he felt like he fit better with everything as a result.

Reeve was enjoying things just as much, but for somewhat different reasons. Being so small was a definite wonder, he could scarcely imagine what someone could do like this, but his mind was particularly focused on one subject, and that was Cellus. To him, the Abra looked gigantic...he realized this was how he must look to Cellus normally, but he doubted that it had quite the effect on Cellus that it did on him. With such size and what must now be considerable strength, he had the run of the room...and that excited him. He wasn't ever really sure why. He'd had encounters with Pokémon before, and while he was always inclined to let them have more of the active role, it wasn't so much submission as just preferring to receive...he never really felt that he was ceding power in any way. But...for some reason, the idea of having his size taken felt even more right if it also meant power was taken, that the act of being shrunk allowed them the right to impose their will on him.

Cellus could definitely pick up on that, and he was all too happy to accommodate. Swiftly, he lifted Reeve up in his arms and placed him back on the bed. “If this isn't what you wanted, better stop me now before I go too far."

“Ngh...no teasing, Cellus…"

“Sorry, it's too fun to resist." Cellus looked down over Reeve, the human eagerly laying and waiting for him to take action. He wanted to get a good grip on Reeve so that he could take him like before, but he was having issues working out a good position to perform in; Reeve was a bit too small to pin properly and thrust into without getting uncomfortable himself. The difference in size was going to require more than just physical control this time if he wanted to give Reeve the pounding he desperately wanted to give. “Reeve...I think I'm going to have to, ah, use some mental finagling here. I don't know if this might be going too far for you..."

Reeve couldn't even stop himself. “Cellus...you're big now. Don't ask...take."

That ultimate permission was just what he was waiting for, without even realizing it. Without further ado Cellus let the full force of his psychic control onto Reeve. The human's hands were yanked over his head and forced together, and his legs were parted roughly, all limbs firmly held, barring any chance of release. His body was forced down on the bed, locked in place so that he wouldn't be moving around at all, ensuring that the full force of Cellus's cock would go only into him.

Cellus loved how open Reeve was to him now. He knew that if he wanted, he could have invaded his mind, rewritten it exactly as he pleased, and Reeve wouldn't have resisted in the slightest. Of course, that wasn't his type of thing; as much as he enjoyed playing with reality, he considered that kind of intrusion on other beings abominable. It was simply the knowledge of how unfettered he was that he found so alluring.

Without so much as a word of warning, he plunged into Reeve, his comparatively massive dick forced in to the very hilt in a single powerful motion. Pure pleasure exploded through Reeve, so much that he came immediately, unloading his contents onto his chest as he cried out uncontrollably. Yet Cellus didn't wait around for his relief, drawing and and pounding in hard and fast immediately, using his mind to simply recharge Reeve almost immediately. Each thrust brought a mountain down on the human, keeping him hard even as his previous climax ended, feeling stretched almost throughout his whole body by the pillar of joy yet not showing even the slightest signs of stretching apart from his ass. All he wanted, all he could want, was more.

The tightness was heavenly for Cellus, as was the feeling of complete control. Nothing he'd ever done felt better physically or mentally, he didn't know if anything else ever could. The feeling of his pole being wrapped so tightly was insane, of forcing every little bit as deep as it could without any real fight from his willing plaything was divinity. And hearing Reeve cry out underneath him, begging wordlessly to have more, was giving him an added giddy thrill throughout his body.

He hammered relentlessly, overpowering Reeve with pleasure unrestrained. Under the acute psychic manipulation, the miniaturized human below him was going through one orgasm after another in quick succession, too fast for just his cock to keep up with. Wave after wave of ecstasy tore through his whole body, long after he'd dried up, coming without remorse as he was impaled on Cellus. He could hardly even move with the psychic energy containing him, and all the effort to express his pleasure went back inside him instead, only compounding the delight.

Finally, after several long and intense minutes, Cellus slammed himself in as hard as he could and blew. It was a gusher inside Reeve, the flood of seed even greater than the first time, and into a much smaller space. He felt incredibly, wonderfully filled, though it was invisible to an observer there was no doubt he was feeling it hard, and he almost wished it could never end. Cellus would have rather liked that himself, but he only had so much in him, and finally he tapered off, grinding himself into the human to get as much out of it as he could.

Finally, he removed himself from Reeve, a gush of his fluids following behind. It took only a mental wave to toss them away and clean up the immediate area, and another to keep the rest locked away inside Reeve to prevent further mess. Reeve enjoyed the feeling of being bottled up more than he expected, and he gave the Abra a weak appreciative smile as he finished the chore. “God...that was incredible...I don't even know...how to describe it."

“I'm pretty much with you there," Cellus replied. “Simply fantastic. I hope we can do it again sometime."

“Absolutely...but not now...I'm really beat. Cellus, will you sleep here with me?"

Cellus nodded, climbing into the bed with Reeve, still dwarfing the human. After a moment, he said, “I'd be happy to, but I'd like to make a slight adjustment."

The tingling returned, and another strange sensation started to course through Reeve's body. This time he felt himself growing, once again stopping at that intermediate height, Cellus about a match for him. The Abra's arms wrapped around him as they laid on the bed. “You like this better, huh?"

“Yes, much better...being close like this just feels more right an the same scale."