Cinnamon Twisted
This story has hypnotism, mind control, dubious consent, breeding, and anthropomorphic Pokemon going to college. If you don't like any of those things I don't know why you clicked on this, go away.
This was mostly a request from 8chan. They were really super unspecific and just said "Pokemon hypnosis" and while I am pretty sure they wanted me to use Arbok based on the image they posted, fuck you Hypno doesn't get enough love. Or rather Hypno takes all the love he wants without really asking...
Cinnamon sat on the grass in front of the dorms, pouring over her latest, fancy imported cookbook. She was so engrossed in wondering how she'd even get a hold of some of the more exotic ingredients she didn't even notice the figure approaching right in front of her.
"Morning Cindy, what ever are you reading?" a soft, effeminate voice like velvet saturated the space before the young Blaziken.
Cinnamon's head snapped up, meeting the narrow eyes of a yellow furred monster before her. "Oh... uh..."
"Harry," he offered with a patient smile. "Harry the Hypno. We are in Calculus together."
"Oh...oh! I'm so sorry! You're so quiet I never really notice, I'm so sorry," Cinnamon quickly tried to apologize to the classmate she clearly didn't recall.
"That is fine. I keep to myself." His calm, patient, enduring smile was almost unnerving as his eyes lingered directly on hers.
A beat past between them and Cinnamon realized she hadn't answered his question. She tore her eyes away and looked down at the book. "Oh, uh, this is a cookbook from Kanto! Viridian Cuisine: Cooking for the Bugs. Part of being a good chef is being to accommodate not just a lot of different tastes but different dietary needs... but I'm a little stumped on how to get fresh, powdered viridian bark all the way out here," she smiled as best she could with her beak.
"Oh. I see." The Hypno didn't sound particularly interested in her study subject, but nodded dutifully to acknowledge her. "I am from Viridian City. I could try to get some for you next I am home visiting relatives."
"Really? That would be super great actually! I have a big final coming up in my culinary class and it's making me stress like nothing else," she grinned hopefully up at the Hypno. "I've been studying day and night, wracking my brain, but I don't seem to get any better. You have any experience like that? You know, a subject you like, but no matter how much you study it just doesn't stick? Maybe I'm just over thinking things again."
"You simply need to be more calm," Harry offered. He carefully removed his necklace, holding the string gingerly between his thumb and fore-finger so it gently swung back and forth. "Here, focus on the pendulum. Try to empty your mind. No more thoughts. No more worries. Just... this."
Cinnamon could feel her body becoming heavy, her eyes transfixed on the swinging object. She tried to mouth something but immediately the words were sucked out of her head like a vacuum. Any and all thought stumbled and fell out of her mind before she could grasp them. All she knew was the calm, pleasurable heaviness of her own body and vaguely registering the Hypno's words.
"Good, good. You take to trance very well. You will make a very good pet," the Hypno cooed, brushing the side of her face with his free hand as he continues to hold the pendulum before her eyes as they became more distant and lifeless. "Your mind is far, far away now. Deep, deep in trance. So far. So under my control. And you are so comfortable and relaxed feeling knowing that you are in my power. You are so comfortable and so relaxed, you are so willing to give control of yourself and your body to me."
Harry's hand drifted down, cupping the Blaziken's breast, rubbing it through her shirt. He could see her nipple perk up through the fabric and began to tease it with his thumb. She didn't resist at all, still staring blankly ahead, completely unaware of herself or her body.
"Good. Good. You are such a good, deeply in trace pet. You enjoy being in trance. It arouses you to be in trance. Every time you go into trance you will become aroused and submissive. You are aroused, submissive, and you want to give pleasure to me. You are completely in my control, and it will arouse you to acknowledge you are in my control, to submit to me, to give me pleasure."
The Hypno repeated himself over and over again, his calm, soothing voice penetrating deep into her subconscious, wiring her brain with his gentle, repetitious suggestions. He let her breast go, instead moving to unfasten his own pants. Effortlessly his erection sprang forward, already beginning to drip with precum. He stroked his throbbing member with the same gentle patience with which he spoke to his victims, biding his time, enjoying the waves of pleasure without pushing too far too quickly.
"You are completely aroused, all the way to your core. You are in heat, all you know is that you want to breed. You need a cock inside you immediately. You need to feel a nice, warm dick deep inside your pussy. You need to feel your cunt full of nice, warm cum. You are so aroused this is all you can think of. You are so aroused you need to copulate with the next male you see. And every time you hear me say 'aroused' you will find yourself in this state again. Every time you hear me say 'aroused' you will immediately go into heat. Every time I say 'aroused' you will go into heat and you will try to breed with the very next male you see.
"And every time you hear my voice my suggestions will burrow deeper and deeper into your subconscious. You will not be able to escape them. You will not be able to remember these triggers deep in your subconscious. But they are there, and every time you hear my voice they will become stronger. Your desire to be put into trance by me will become stronger. Your desire to submit to me will be stronger every time you hear my voice. Your willingness to surrender yourself, your willingness to give me complete control of your mind will grow more and more every time you hear me speak."
Harry began to pump his dick even faster, the swinging of the pendulum becoming more and more erratic as he began to breathe heavily. His usual measured patience was beginning to ebb in favor of a deeper, sadistic need to have his own pleasures fulfilled. He wanted to fuck that voluptuous bird-slut ever since he saw her bend over to pick up her books in Calculus. He wanted to bury himself in that fire-type's warm cunt, hands wrapped around that perfectly round ass. He was going to dominate her in every sense of the word. And after he was done raping her she'd beg him to do it again.
"Now you are going to wake up from your trace. I am going to count down to zero, and when I do you will awaken. You will awaken with no memory of being in trance, but the triggers will remain. Ten. Becoming aware of your body again... Nine. Feeling returning to your fingers and toes... Eight..."
He slowed his the vigorous flogging of his own dick, instead leaving it erect and leaking in front of the Blaziken's face as a nice little wake up present. He slowed and then stopped the pendulum, putting it around his neck once more. Again he took on his calm, patient countenance, smiling down at her as he continued to count down. Three... two... one...
"I'm not so-" Cinnamon started the thought that had been banished from her mind as she began to trance, only to have her concentration broken by the yellow mast bobbing in her face. "What the fuck!?"
"What's the matter Cindy. Are you not aroused?" Harry stressed the final word with a mischievous grin.
The feeling of a small firebomb being detonated filled Cinnamon from head to toe. A sudden, overwhelming heat filled her from nip to navel. It resonated from her very core, consuming her both physically and mentally. She wanted, no, NEEDED to fuck. Right now.
Harry could tell from her expressions, her suddenly heavy breathing, that his trigger had worked. "There is no need to deny it. You are very aroused right now." She quivered as the word left his lips again. "If you're so aroused, maybe I can help you with that," he gestures to his cock waving in front of her face.
"I-I really... d-don't" she was struggling with herself, not wanting to give into the creepy psychic type looming over her. She couldn't deny though, he body was screaming at her to bounce on his dick. Her pussy was gushing so much that even her jeans were beginning to develop a wet spot. The thought of dick was consuming her mind, completely and utterly.
"It is okay Cindy. You are simply aroused. That is natural. You want to submit to me. Admit that to yourself. In fact, you should admit it to me as well. Tell me you want to submit to me."
Cinnamon couldn't deny it any more. She HAD to breed this instant. Her talons tore through he clothes, pulling her jeans down as she turned around and bent over. "Please... please just... just fuck me. Right now. I- I need it."
The Hypno grabbed a handful of her spacious ass, grinding the tip of his cock against her pussy lips. "I need you to say it first, pet. Tell me you want to submit to me. Tell me you want me to dominate you, to fill up your womb. Then I will grant you release."
The Blaziken whimpered and she panted and nodded feverishly. "Yes! Yes! I'll do anything you want. I'll submit to you. Just fuck me! Dominate me! Cum inside me and fill me up! Don't even wear a condom, I don't care, I need to feel your cock, your cum. I need to feel you inside me," she begged and groveled as she thrust her hips backwards.
"Acceptable," Harry cooed, his fingers gripping her hips as he jammed his full length inside her in one swift thrust. Her cunt was tight, tighter than he'd expected from such a slutty looking bird. She was warm though, her insides naturally hot from the fire burning in her body. She was sweet, but spicy, and the noises she made with every thrust only made it hotter.
Harry was thick, thicker than any Cinnamon had before. She squirmed on his length, her breathing heavy and ragged as she thrust back against him. She was gibbering incoherently about his dick as she clamped down on it, her twat desperately trying to milk an orgasm from him. The Hypno couldn't help but chuckle at how hilariously whorish the timid Blaziken had become in only a few moments.
"You really do love my cock. It really gets you aroused, does it not? You should come see me any time you are free and submit to me. Give yourself to me and my cock. Your mind. Your body. Your cunt. Your womb. All of it should belong to me," the Hypno suggested as he sheathed himself completely inside her.
"Yes sir... Yes... m-master," Cinnamon choked out the words. "You can have me. Just... don't stop. Please," she begged desperately.
Harry chuckled, his thrust growing shorter and harder as he rammed against her cervix. "But I am going to come soon. You should too. When I cum you will feel better. You will feel completely satisfied when you are full of my cum. Nothing else in the world will make you feel as pleasurable and satisfied as a cunt full of my cum."
"Then cum in me!" the Blaziken demanded as her pussy began to clench and spasm on his rod. "Please cum in me and fill me up!"
"As you wish, my good little slut," Harry growled. He gritted his teeth, pulling her back on his cock as hard as he could. He exploded deep inside the bird, pumping rope after sticky rope of virile spunk into her ravenous cunt. He gripped her hips tight, holding her fast as she thrashed and shook on his member, her cunt clenching around him like a vacuum seal as he seeded her. She wasn't going to waste one precious drop of master's cum.
Though the explosive orgasm lasted only a few seconds it felt like hours, and the two were completely winded afterwards. The Hypno was reluctant to let go of his prize, but exhaustion was overwhelming him and his soften cock flopped out of her accompanied by a torrent of his cum. He smirked a mischievous little smirk, more than confidant enough of him had gotten into her womb she'd be feeling the effects of their mating for weeks to come.
"I-I-I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, I was just so..." Cinnamon was sputtering, tripping over her words as she tried to clean herself and look presentable. "I mean... um... that is to say..."
"You were aroused, and so you submitted to me," Harry said simply as he tucked himself back into his pants and zipped up. HE could see that even though they had just finished, the trigger caused her to squirm with discomfort again already. "There is no shame in... mutual satisfaction."
She nodded and fell quiet for a moment, looking at the tears in her clothes and feeling her cunt burning again already. She guessed she must be in this 'heat' she'd heard others talk of, though she had thought it was normally reserved for the dog-like Pokemon on campus. She supposed birds could go into heart as well. Still, it had just seemed so sudden...
"I guess I should, uh, go get some... emergency contraceptives, huh?" She laughed nervously, refusing to meet the Hypno's eyes as she looked away in shame.
"I do not think that would be necessary," he said softly, patting her on the shoulder. He gave her a comforting smile to answer her curious glance. "It would please me to see you inconvenienced by my handiwork. And you enjoy pleasing me, do you not?" He didn't need for her to confirm again, the expression of pleasure and anguish on her face was enough. "Good girl. I will see you again soon. Oh... and I will bring some fresh viridian bark when I do."
The Hypno's sadistic chuckles rattled inside the Blaziken's head as he departed, leaving her alone with her thoughts and the puddle his cum.