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Aaron was nervous.

The dark green car pulled up outside the all too familiar grounds of Happy Pichu's Boarding School for Ne'er Do Well Pokémon. Such a name would have normally encapsulated a sense of fear, but to many, it had become something else.

Aaron had been like them. A Ne'er do well. A villain. But his time within the school's walls had taught him that education was important, and his grades had soared under their guidance. He didn't want to do wrong anymore: far from it.

Slowly, the Rattata slid out from his seat in the back of his mother's car, and waved her a pleasant farewell. She blew him a kiss and pulled out of the parking lot, heading back down the road from whence she came. He watched her go with a sense of longing. He'd be at school for the summer, and wouldn't see her for a couple of months. He felt a little bad about it.

It was the beginning of the summer holidays, and normally, most students would have wanted to be anywhere but back at school. Yet, the young Rattata found himself almost glad: he didn't mind the sleek, modern interior of the hallways and dorm rooms, despite it's rather crumbling and old look from the outside. He wandered up the gravel path to the looming, intimidating entrance and stepped in through to the lobby area with suitcase in hand.

He'd been called in for the summer for a very special reason: he was to help trial out a new punishment on students who had misbehaved. Often, they used to get a slap on the wrist, or a good spanking, but children had been acting up a great deal nowadays. Aaron never understood why, when the teachers could often be so helpful and so kind. But he'd seen the way the punishments went, reminding himself of the time he'd seen three young Eeveelutions waddling out of the principal's office, covering their behinds. Why anyone would want to disobey, he didn't know.

Yet, it happened nonetheless, and so they had devised a new scheme. They sentenced some students to return over the summer holidays for a strict disciplinary regiment that they'd have to endure, or risk being expelled and never being allowed an education again. This was the last straw for many.

Aaron wheeled his suitcase up to the main reception in the lobby area, that sat just next to the massive set of stairs at the far end of the hall. He tapped the little bell on the desk and a sleek, slender Persian got to her feet, craning over the desk to spot the young Rattata standing there. Aaron was only eleven, but he was a bit shorter than most, at only 4 foot and 5 inches. Many made fun of him, but they were easy to ignore.

"Oh, Aaron, there you are. You're a little late." The Persian smiled, and sat back down again, reaching for the phone. She picked up the handset and dialed a number.

"He's here. Mhmm." She spoke into the receiver for a brief moment, and then made a hum of agreement. She set the phone down to stood up again, craning back over the tall desk to smile down at the Rattata again.

"Someone will come find you. Just take a seat." She gestured over to the small group of plush chairs near the reception desk, and he slowly nodded in response, making his way over. He plopped himself down and sighed, adjusting his white polo shirt and black trousers. He was still very nervous. He had no idea what was in store for him, and that very unknown made it difficult to remain calm. He adjusted his glasses on the end of his snout and sighed. His ears twitched at the sound of approaching footsteps, and he raised his head, feeling his heart beast faster.

Someone approached from the large hallway off to Aaron's right, and soon came into his eyeline. It was an Eevee: short, yet intimidating. Aaron knew him well: he was the Principal of the school.

"Aaron. Glad you could make it. Would you like to follow me?" He gestured with a hand and the Rattata got to his feet, following after the Eevee as he wheeled his suitcase behind him. The two of them made their way down a particularly wide, spacious hallway until they took a sharp left, heading down a much narrower one. They stopped outside a door, and the Eevee turned to face him with a wide smile.

"Here is where we'll start." He said rather simply, and Aaron hesitated.

"Um, sir," He began, shuffling on his feet. "No one's told me what I'm meant to be doing."

"All will become clear once you step through that door." He assured him, patting his back. Aaron felt a sense of dreading forming in the pit of his stomach, but he fought back his nerves and pulled the handle down, stepping through into the room.

The Rattata's mouth hung open at the sheer sight behind him as he stepped into the room, and he heard the door swing shut behind him, and the faint click of a lock. Though, in his mind, he hadn't yet registered it, overcome with what he was seeing before him. The entire room screamed luxury to begin with, with a large double bed sitting at the far end wall. But that wasn't what struck Aaron as surprising. His eyes trailed over all the other furniture scattered around the room. There was a large cot, meant to house babies, that sat in the corner of the room to his left, as well as a cage on the opposite side of the wall to his right. There was some sort of black leather seat without any sort of back rest, and straps attached to the seat. Immediately to his left, right next to him, was a table with a book sitting on the top, also bound in leather.

His eyes continued to scan the room and he noticed a number of other things. Some sort of contraption hung from the ceiling that looked almost like a seat, but was also adorned with straps. There was a wardrobe, and Aaron dared not know it's contents. There was a mirror that spanned a good portion of the wall on his right hand side, and a metal contraption with straps on the top to his left.

Something else caught his eye. As he scanned over the bed, he saw a mass of someone lounging on top of it, and he trotted a little closer. It was a Nidoran by the looks of it, and he looked impatient. He got to his feet when the Rattata approached, and Aaron took a step back. The Nidoran was slightly taller than him, which made him a little intimidating.

"...Weird, isn't it?" The Nidoran spoke with his own sense of worry. Compared to Aaron himself, this Pokémon was a lot chubbier, but wore just about the same kind of clothes, namely the trousers and shirt. Much like Aaron, the Nidoran had a large overbite with a jutting out teeth, though it didn't impair their speech in any way. The Nidoran idly scratched the base of his purple horn.

"Who're you, anyway?" He suddenly asked, and the Rattata's gaze flicked down, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Aaron. You?" He introduced himself as pleasantly as he could.

"Lucas." The Nidoran replied with his hands on his hips. Before either of them could utter another word, there was a high-pitched whine. Aaron covered his ears and looked up to the ceiling, spotting a small speaker sitting right in the corner, above the cot.

"Glad you're both here." Someone unfamiliar spoke into the microphone. "Before we begin, please take the tablets provided on the table."

Both of the cub's gaze flicked towards the table. Aaron hadn't even noticed the small cups on the table when he'd come in, or maybe he'd just hadn't been paying attention enough. Lucas and Aaron shared a brief look to each other, before they crossed towards the table. Each cup was labelled with their name, and Aaron briefly noticed that the Nidoran had one extra tablet in his little cup compared to him. Slowly, Aaron brought the cup to his lips and chucked the pills to the back of his throat, using the water provided to down them quickly. He watched as Lucas did the same, and the two of them stood there for a moment, unsure what to do next.

Aaron noticed it first. He glanced to Lucas, who was beginning to sway on his feet. The Nidoran let out a small groan before he flopped down onto his behind, suddenly looking particularly tired. Aaron felt panic rising in the back of his throat and his heart hammered in his chest, but the same feeling didn't overcome him. He was...confused.

"Aaron," The same voice spoke over the speaker again, making the Rattata jump. "Please check the book in front of you for all of your instructions."

Slowly, Aaron reached down to the leather bound book, and opened up the cover to the first page. It read 'Experimental Disciplinary Regiment #1'. He wrinkled his nose and frowned, before turning the page and reading the contents within.

It explained everything in it's entirety, more or less. Initially, Aaron had been confused as to why they were here, but it made sense now. Lucas, the Nidoran, was being punished for breaking his curfew on multiple occasions. The school itself insisted that students remain in their dorms after 9pm, but apparently the Nidoran had been seen at late as 1am. They were growing tired of his antics and he needed to be thoroughly disciplined. This, in itself, was the experimental program designed to keep them in line. Aaron understood that part quite easily.

What he didn't like was the next segment. It detailed how the punishment would work, in small steps that were easy for the 11 year old to understand. He read them once, and then read them a number of times, feeling more and more nervous, and more and more sickened each time he went over them. It started off sounding simple: clean out their lockers for summer. It was the rest that worried him.

Slowly, he set the book down, gulping and looking down at the diagrams labelled on the page next to the instructions. It told him he had to undress the other Nidoran, completely, and attach various instruments to his body and dress him up accordingly before they went to empty out their lockers. Aaron felt a lump rising in his throat as he thought about it, and felt an odd tingling within his loins. He slowly made his way over to the wardrobe and, with a deep breath, pulled the door open.

Everything he needed was inside, and he reached for them in turn. The top shelf above the hanging clothes had a number of instruments, but he picked out heavy iron cuffs, some chain, a gag shaped like a pacifier, and some peculiar intricate instrument that the book had called a 'chastity cage'. He knew where he had to put it, and he wasn't looking forward to it. After that, he scooped out a some strange collar along with a handheld device, as well as a number of different articles of clothing that were made out of a thin, shiny substance. Aaron couldn't quite put a finger on what it was.

He stood over the Nidoran's groaning form, noticing he looked particularly sleepy as he stared up at the Rattata. Arron shuffled nervously on his feet.

"The fuck is this..." Lucas muttered after a moment, and soon enough, Aaron got to work. The Nidoran weakly struggled against the Rattata as the lankier Pokémon's hands went to the buttons on his shirt, beginning to part them. Lucas felt as if he had no energy to fight back, and eventually was unable to do so, laying there panting harshly. The shirt was parted, and the Rattata managed to heft the boy up enough to pull it off his person. The Nidoran was definitely chubby: Aaron could tell by the bulging gut.

Next came the trousers, and Aaron hesitated as his hands went to the button at the other's waist. Lucas was giving him a half-surprised, half-violated expression, and the Rattata lowered his gaze. He didn't want to upset anyone, but the instructions were clear. He didn't want to get in trouble either, after all, if this was the punishment he might receive in kind. He popped the button and tugged at the trousers, slipping them past the Nidoran's fat hips and down his legs, past his three-toed feet.

Aaron was meant to the other's tight white briefs, and he wasn't sure if he could go through with undressing him completely at first. eventually, he swallowed his nerves and avoided the other's gaze as he tugged down the briefs, revealing the Nidoran's small, chubby little dick. He slipped them off too, and sat there for a moment, staring down at Lucas's chubby, naked form. He eventually snapped out of it and set to work.

First was the strange collar. The book had told him that it was a shock collar, specifically for keeping the Nidoran in line if he disobeyed, which Aaron understood to a degree. He wasn't sure if he'd ever use it, but the book was insistent that the Nidoran wear every article of clothing and gadget listed. Aaron reached over and clipped the collar onto Lucas's neck, who grunted as it pinched his skin a little bit. The Rattata quietly apologized. He had a feeling he'd be saying 'sorry' a lot over the next month or so.

After that, Aaron moved to the iron cuffs, which were attached to the Nidoran's wrists and ankles. In order to keep them firmly attached, he had to padlock each and every single one, as well as the collar itself. He did so, and slipped the collection of keys into his shirt pocket. He then clipped a reasonably long chain to the other's ankle cuffs, and left out a much, much smaller one to clip on later. He had plenty more to dress the Nidoran in just yet.

He looked at what he had left: a full-body suit made out of the odd, shiny plastic material, and a matching pice of underwear of some description. He scooped up one of the gadgets, and attached it to the other's face. It was a pacifier gag, and Aaron watched as the colour rose to Lucas's face with the gag in his mouth. He could see the other was getting embarrassed.

Next was the odd contraption known as a 'chastity cage'. Aaron didn't quite understand it, though the book detailed it kept the Nidoran in line so that he wouldn't complain or argue as much, and Aaron left it at that. The way to attach it was off, and the Rattata had to be careful. Luckily, the Nidoran wasn't moving about so much, which made it much easier.

He slowly attached the chastity cage with a degree of finesse, but he was still clumsy. He slipped the plastic fitting onto the end of the Nidoran's member and slipped the bottom ring through his nuts so that it sat just at the top, keeping it nice and firmly locked. He then attached the second ring around the top, just above the base of the chubby member and the balls itself, and attached the padlock in place as instructed, slipping the key into his shirt pocket. This was, apparently, what a chastity cage was meant to do, though it looked a little odd to him. He thought it would be metal, but it was mainly plastic. He had noticed other metal ones in the cupboard, however.

After that was something much more personal, and Aaron was nervous about doing it. He reached for something he'd pulled out of the closet earlier: it was an odd appendage, coloured black, with a thick base and a odd shape to the top. The book called it a 'butt-plug', and the very name told him where it was to go. He took the lubricant that he'd taken as well, and smeared it all over the butt-plug's length. He scooted towards the Nidoran, who was giving him a particularly startled look. Aaron hooked up his leg and Lucas squirmed as best as he could in response. The Rattata felt bad, but he went ahead with it anyway. He didn't really know why.

The tip of the butt-plug pressed against the pucker hidden between Lucas's chubby cheeks, and Aaron felt the pucker spasm and the Nidoran tense from the cool touch of the lubricant against his body. He could feel Lucas's weakened muscles fighting against him, but the struggle was inevitably futile. He heard a small gasp come from the Nidoran's lips as the butt-plug began to sink into his behind. It wasn't particularly thick, but for a virgin like Lucas, it was a big deal. The Pokémon squirmed and huffed.

After a moment, the butt-plug gave way and the thick base popped into the Nidoran's behind, leaving nothing but a black ring in it's wake that sat right up against his backside. The Nidoran squirmed and huffed in desperation, and Aaron's eyes flicked up to the chastity, noticing how a small drip of clear liquid was oozing from the end.

The Rattata wasn't done. Far from it, in fact. He reached for a different bottle this time, one that was labelled as being baby oil, specifically for Normal Type Pokémon. He squeezed some onto his finger and then began rubbing it into Lucas's skin. He slid it all around his body, making sure to catch every part as his hands trembled. Why was he doing this?

He could tell that, despite it all, Lucas was enjoying the feeling of those hands upon him in his half-weakened state. He was still eyeing the Rattata with a rather dark gaze, but his cheeks were flushed and he exhaled pleasurably as the Rattata's hands slid over his oiled up form. Once he was completely coated, the Rattata stepped back, retrieving the shiny suit. It was a bit too to him, but there was a zip in the back that would make it easy for him to put on. He noticed there was gaps in all different parts of the suit, but he had no idea how they added up. With a degree of carefull-ness, he began to worm it onto the other's form.

He could tell Lucas wasn't a fan of the skin-tight suit and began to writhe against him, but his weakened state made it difficult to put up much resistance. The suit eventually slid over his body and pressed up against his chubby features, and Aaron began to understand clearer why there was such odd holes in the suit. It left the Nidoran's nipples exposed, as well as a gap between his legs for his balls and the cage housing his penis to flop free, as well as his behind. There was one more added thing he needed to clip on. A number, in fact.

First was a leash. It was a bit of an odd thing, but the Rattata understood the fundamentals. He clipped it onto the Nidoran's collar through the padlock, and then wormed Lucas into a skin-tight thong, made of a similar material to the suit he was wearing. It didn't fully cover his member however, leaving the cage to point directly upwards and expose the tip to the air.

With that, Aaron finally attached the smaller chain he had left aside, and Lucas was, essentially, fitted out for their journey to the lockers. Why Aaron had to dress him up in such a way, he didn't know. But the Nidoran's form was tantalizing, and he felt an odd, unfamiliar stirring in his loins again. He felt as if his fur was on fire, prickling and itchy. He felt flushed.

"...Well. Alright. Let's go." Aaron tugged on the leash a little bit and Lucas grunted in response. Slowly, the Nidoran somehow managed to crawl to his feet. Aaron figured he would be a little more resistant, yet he seemed remarkably complacent. Perhaps he was hoping that the instruments would be removed when they had finished, but the Rattata wasn't so sure that this was the end of it.

As he turned, he heard the Nidoran shuffle behind him. He turned to see Lucas lunging for him, and instinctively, his thumb went to the large red button on the remote in his hand. Lucas jerked upright and reached for the collar, groaning in pain through the pacifier as it shocked his system. Aaron removed his thumb and the pain subsided. Spittle dribbled from either side of Lucas's pacifier gag and he gave the Rattata a deathly stare.

"S...Sorry." Aaron muttered, and he stepped towards the door, pulling down the handle to find it unlocked. Someone must have done that whilst he was changing the Nidoran. Slowly, he swung the door open. Part of him enjoyed treating him like this, but the more overwhelming feeling of guilt was outweighing the feeling of pleasure. He gently pulled on the leash, and after a moment, the Nidoran shuffled out of the room with him.

The hallways were mostly empty, but the Rattata knew that they weren't alone in the boarding school. Summer School was a thing for a lot of students who didn't have a home to return to, and he knew that he'd see more than his fair share of students as he walked down the halls. He glanced to the Nidoran and then back down the hallway. Lucas's Locker was on the far side of the building, in the East Wing in block D. He knew the way, thankfully: his own Locker was in the same area.

Slowly, Aaron began to walk. He didn't have to tug on the leash this time: Lucas followed suit, fearing what might happen if he were to be shocked again. Aaron presumed it was bad enough the first time, and he didn't want to make it worse for the poor guy. He felt guilty enough the first time.

As they walked, Aaron noticed his guess was correct. They saw a good number of students as they went and some of them outright stopped in their tracks when they saw the Rattata with the Chubby Nidoran in tow. One of them Lucas clearly recognized, and kept his head low, hoping he might not be spotted.

"Yo, Luke. Lucas! When did you turn into some nerd's sex slave?" A Dragonair asked from the sidelines, and a number of people near him chuckling and giggled to themselves. Aaron heard a small sniffle from the Nidoran, and a pang of guilt spread throughout his own stomach. He couldn't imagine how it felt.

As they walked, the Rattata noticed a number of people following them and and taking pictures of the Nidoran as they went, from photographing his rear, to his skin-tight latex suit and chastity cage. Aaron was too much of a nice person to tell them to stop, and Lucas kept his head hanging low, feeling utterly humiliated. He never thought he'd end up like this.

After a couple of minutes walking, the Rattata stopped by a large group of lockers, and briefly remembered Lucas's number. He lead him towards his own locker and then gestured with a hand for him to open it up. Lucas hesitated at first, glancing to the following crowd of other kids, before he eventually resigned to his fate and reached up with cuffed hands. He twisted the dial on the front of his locker and pulled it open, retrieving some of his belongings. Namely, he had a backpack stowed in there with the majority of his things.

Each time Lucas moved, he felt a pang of pleasure and pain in his rear end as the butt-plug shifted and moved. He had this permanent feeling of being full with the thing inside him, and it left his dick aching inside the cage. He grabbed his things from his locket, stowing it all into the same bag until it was finally empty. When it was done, he reached up to shut it again and then scooped up the bag, holding it in his cuffed grip. He shot daggers at the Rattata, who returned his stare with a nervous and guilty grin.

Aaron cleared out his own locker relatively quickly and the two of them began to head back, before Lucas got any more pissed off their with antics. The other children were still following and laughing to themselves about how the Nidoran looked, a couple of them jeering and chortling, making snide and rude comments that left Lucas feeling humiliated and upset. Aaron felt a little bad for him, but there must be a reason to the experimental punishment program, else they wouldn't be doing it.

The dorm room wasn't far, and within a couple of minutes they were back in the luxury room again. Aaron, admittedly, had enjoyed watching the Nidoran waddle about as he did. He had felt the same stirring in his loins since he'd left the dorm room and he reached down, groping the front of his own trousers. He could feel a stiffness in his pants, and knew what it was instantly.

Aaron glanced to the bottle of lubricant sitting on the floor, then back at Lucas, who gave him a confused stare. Slowly, the Rattata lead him over towards the bed and tugged the leash enough to get him to clamber upon it. He finally did so and Aaron reached down to the thick base of the butt-plug in his rear end. He dug his fingers around it and pulled gently, feeling the Nidoran squirm and writhe beneath the tugging. After a while, the muscles finally gave way and the plug popped out of the boy's asshole. He heard Lucas groan in response and watched as his body relax a little.

Aaron found himself staring at the slightly gaping orifice, and a tingle ran up his spine. Admittedly, he was eager. He wanted to know what it felt like. He'd never really felt like this before, but then again, he'd never had to do this kind of punishment before, either.

He slowly reached forwards as Lucas shot him a confused look over the top of his pacifier, and Aaron grasped the metal chain that bound his wrists together. He pulled it closer towards the head of the bed and hooked it over one of the pronounced pillars at either side that made up the bed frame. Lucas protested with a series of muffles and tried to reach up to unhook himself, but it proved difficult. He had no strength or fight in him after the odd pill he'd taken earlier.

Now that Lucas was sufficiently restrained, Aaron took the time to study his body in it's entirety. He hadn't really known Lucas before this, but he'd seen him around school. He never thought he'd have this sort of attraction to the chubby Pokémon, yet he found himself rock hard in his pants, and aching to put it somewhere.

His hand went to the thong and he slipped it down even further so he could get a much closer look, whilst his other hand clumsily unbuttoned and tugged at his trousers until the button popped free. He lowered the zipper slowly, making Lucas very aware of the sound. The Nidoran began to wriggle, but his arms were in an awkward position, and he had no room to move.

"Damn..." Aaron muttered, slipping himself out of his trousers and kicking them off his feet. His underwear came next, being tugged quickly down to his knees as he scooted forwards. His humanoid member, only about 5 inches in length, eagerly twitched at the sight of the clenching pucker, and he found his hands eagerly squeezed and gripping the Nidoran's behind, his hands sliding under the smooth black latex to stroke at the oily skin. His heart hammered in his chest, and he knew what he wanted.

He reached for the lubricant and squeezed a healthy dollop of the sticky fluid onto the end of his small cock, using his hand to smear the substance all over his member and coat it in thick, sticky goo. He wanted to make sure Lucas had enough as well, and he pressed the end of the bottle to the cub's backside, squirting a spurt of lube right into his ass. Lucas quivered from the cool feeling and wriggled some more. His muscles were starting to weaken again as he eventually resigned to his fate, slipping down to lay on his front with his arms pulled high into the air.

Aaron slowly made his way over him and lined himself up. His cock slid between the chubby cheeks and he let out a hot, lewd groan as the air filled with the thick, wet, sticky sound of his lubed up cock sliding between the sticky cheeks. He eventually rolled his hips back and his young dick pressed firmly down against the entrance, pressing and prodding. After a moment, he pushed, and slipped his member inside.

Lucas was overwhelmed with a feeling of fullness and the colour rose to his cheeks and his face flushed, but at least it wasn't as full as the butt-plug. The lanky Rattata gyrated above him, rocking his hips back and forth as his dick easily and firmly slid in and out of the other's behind, aided by the sticky substance that messed up his pelvic fur and splattered all over the Nidoran's hide.

"F-Fuck, Lucas, your ass..." The Rattata murmured in utter delight and surprised, his virgin hips bucking back and forth. The feeling of the warm inner muscles squeezing around his dick was almost too much to bear, and he found his knees and arms wobbling already from the sheer ecstasy he felt humming throughout his body. He wouldn't last long, and he knew it.

Aaron humped harder and harder with a sense of urgency rising in his body. He wasn't stupid, of course: he knew an orgasm was coming. He knew all about sex at his age, as they'd already been taught, but he'd never experienced it until now. He huffed and groaned as Lucas grunted and protested beneath him, tensing with each hard thrust as his muscles spasmed around the cock inside him. Soon enough, Aaron was at the edge, and he didn't want the pleasure to stop.

He lowered his body and pressing his chest up against the chubby Nidoran's back and he humped and thrust with gusto, his hips pi stoning in and out of the other's behind as he felt the pleasure building and building and a pressure forming a hard knot in his pelvis. His balls smacked into the wet behind, filling the air with the sound of their passionate, lewd sex.

It soon hit him, and the Rattata's body trembled as a feeling of pure euphoria swam over his system. He relaxed suddenly, pushing in as far as he could and a hot, heavy groan escaped his lips. His little cock pumped string after string of sticky semen into the lubed-up backside, and Lucas grumbled his protest, pressing his head into the pillow in front of him. The Rattata lounged on him for a few minutes, completely overtaken with the pleasure of it all as his little dick remained firmly embedded in the other's backside. After a couple of minutes, he finally pulled off, huffing and panting. His own cheeks were flushed, and his body was covered in sweat.

He shakily got to his feet and went over towards the opposite end of the room. He hadn't noticed it before, but the small dorm room actually had a fridge in it in the far corner. He pulled open the door and peeked inside, finding numerous cans of cola, and a couple of bottles of what appeared to be baby milk. The Rattata frowned and took a can of cola, shutting the fridge again. He left Lucas in the position he was in as he crossed the room back to the table, taking a sip of his drink as he picked up the book, flicking it open.

He read the next instructions, and it took him by surprise. He slowly set the book down and smoothed his features over. He decided, initially, that it'd be best to avoid wearing pants for the time being. They were alone here, so it wouldn't be so bad.

He went over to the bed, bottomless, and unhooked the poor Nidoran from his bindings at the head of the bed. Lucas rolled over and shot the Rattata an angry look, and Aaron's eyes instinctively flicked down to the chastity cage, noticing that the Nidoran had been particularly messy: the sheets, as well as the cage, was soaked in pre-cum.

"C...Come on. Up you get." He tugged on the Nidoran's leash a little bit and Lucas grunted in response, but eventually obliged. He clambered to his feet and shuffled towards the middle of the room. The Rattata left him there for the moment and looked surprised when the Nidoran didn't move. Maybe the punishment was working already.

From the closet, Aaron reached up and collected a number of items from the top shelf above the clothes: some sort of instrument used to encourage horses, a flat piece of wood with a handle, and a blindfold. He held the tools in his hand with a small sense of confusion, before he took them over to the table. He then returned to the Nidoran, scanning the ceiling. The book insisted there was a hook set into the ceiling. After a moment, the Rattata saw it. He went back to the closet and picked out a chain with hooks on either hand, and then returned to Lucas once more.

"Mmf...?" Lucas muffled his confusion as Aaron clipped a hook to the chains on his wrist, dead in the center. Then, the Rattata stepped up onto a chair and reached up, hooking the hook over onto the one hanging from the ceiling. He glanced down and noticed, with some satisfaction, that the Nidoran's arms were yanked high into the air. It worked perfectly.

He hopped down and grabbed an odd tool from the cupboard. He first wondered how it worked, but then realized it was a leg spreader. He crouched down and clipped it to the Nidoran's ankles, forcing his legs completely apart. The Rattata was staring to work up a sweat: why did this room have to have so many tools?

He had to collect one more thing before they begun, and it was the one thing he was dreading to use. He held the instrument in his hands and eventually sighed, making his way over to the other cub. The book had called it a ball stretcher, and for good reason.

He watched as Lucas wriggled in protest as his hands moved closer and closer to the boy's nuts. Lucas had no idea what the instrument was, but if it involved his balls, he was scared. He shifted and whined as Aaron held the tool in his hands, touching the cool metal to the Nidoran's balls. The instrument itself was peculiar in shape: the top of the tool was curved horizontally into a half-circle, before either side dipped directly down, ending in clips. Two ball weights hung on either end, making the tool reasonably heavy. Aaron remembered the instructions clearly: he slipped the tool above the Nidoran's balls and paused for a moment, before he let go of it, gingerly.

He watched as the balls sagged heavily. The sheer roundness of Lucas's nuts kept the stretch firmly attached, and the way the half-circle of metal bent downwards at the ends kept it firmly in place. The weights tugged down on his nuts, making Lucas feel incredibly uncomfortable. He wriggled and muffled protests for Aaron to stop, but as he wriggled, the weights swung. He felt a stab of pain in his balls and his cheeks flushed again. Tears sparked in his eyes and his squinted his eyes shut, breathing heavily through his noise. He stayed incredibly still.

He peeked open an eye and saw Aaron collecting the blindfold, stepping closer to the chained-up Pokémon. He slipped the blindfold over the Nidoran's eyes, and Lucas was brought into a world of darkness. He couldn't see a thing. All he could do was listen to the Rattata's shuffling footsteps as they circled him.

"This is your first punishment lesson." Aaron said quietly. "...Sorry."

Lucas was about to muffle his response when he felt a sharp, painful smack to his rear. What felt like wood thwacked against his backside a second time and he cried out in pain, feeling the stinging, searing pain across his cheeks. He writhed on the spot from the pain and the weights below him leisurely swung about, making his pain all the more acute. He huffed and whimpered through the pacifier gag, praying it would stop. There was an eerie silence again as he listened to the Rattata's footsteps, moving around his body and examining him. Then, he heard silence.

Suddenly, a sharp pain whipped across his back, and he squealed out, his fist's clenching and fighting against the cuffs, scraping his skin as the weights yanked on his nuts. He curled his toes against the floor and tears trickled down his cheeks, underneath his blindfold and down his face. He sniffled hard and heard a moment of pause. Aaron wasn't moving. Maybe he was going to stop. But then, another sharp crack of wood smacked over his behind, and he wriggled again.

Smack after smack racked his body, slapping his thighs, hips, chest, and even one went across his face, leaving a hard mark on his chubby face. He wriggled defiantly with every smack and it only made the entire ordeal worse.

It went on for what felt like hours. He felt every whip and smack against his body. He didn't know where they were going to hit next, and they hurt almost as much as the first time, every time. Aaron was clever, hitting in unthinkable places, but the wooden paddle always smacked the Nidoran's backside. His once purple hues that glazed his ass became red and tinted, marked and scratched. The back of his sleek latex suit bore vicious gash marks, and the skin underneath was dark red, almost to the point of bleeding. The Nidoran was sobbing uncontrollably, whimpering and huffing from the pain he felt. His balls were being tugged more and more and he felt as if they were going to burst.

Aaron guessed an hour must have passed before he finally let the poor Nidoran rest. Watching him wriggle and squirm and with whip and spank had left him feeling unsatisfied. The Nidoran's body was covered in marks and bruises, and some of them were even bleeding a little bit, which he would tend to later. He found himself hard again, aching for release, and he wanted to use the Nidoran again. He felt horrible for doing so, but it felt so satisfying. First, he would give him reprieve.

He crouched down and a hand went to the ball stretcher attached to the Nidoran's balls. He gave it a firm tug and admired the Pokémon's bright pink balls for a moment as the boy wriggled, before he finally lifted it up and took it off him. He heard Lucas's sobs and sighs of utter relief, his balls looking particularly sore from the tugging. The Rattata hopped up onto a chair and unclipped him from his ceiling. Lucas immediately collapsed to the floor, wriggling and worming around until he laid on his back. The blindfold was still on his body and he didn't bother to remove it, panting harshly as he tried to rest as much as possible.

"We're not done yet." Aaron found himself grinning, despite the horrible guilt he felt in the pit of his stomach. Perhaps it was the lust taking over, but he found himself squatting down over the poor Nidoran, sitting on his chest. Lucas shuffled for a moment, looking a little confused. His tried to move his hands to take off his blindfold, but the Rattata's body was in the way and his arms were locked firmly to his side.

Slowly, Aaron shuffled forwards until his crotch was poised over the Nidoran's face. He lowered himself and his taint pressed down into the Nidoran's nose. Lucas was greeted with the overpowering scent of the Rattata's sweaty balls and he wrinkled his nose up, grunting. He didn't think this was really part of the punishment, and just Aaron doing what he wanted.

"L...Lick. Please." He eventually stammered out and reached down to spread his own cheeks a little bit. There was a moment of pause as Lucas considered completely refusing, but then he remembered the gag was still in his mouth. Aaron soon realised too and reached down, scooping a hand under the Nidoran's hand. He unclipped the gag, and pulled it from his mouth. Lucas took a massive gulp of air.

"I'm gonna get you for this." He eventually hissed out, now that he had control of his tongue. Aaron quivered a little, feeling a bit scared: he hadn't even begun to think of the repercussions of his actions after summer school was over.

"...Just lick." He eventually said after a moment. He'd have to think about it later. Lucas grumbled a little and eventually resigned to his fate, knowing he had no real way out of this. He opened his mouth and flicked his tongue out. The warm, wet appendage slid over the Rattata's taint and Aaron groaned softly, his cock twitching eagerly and drooling a small dollop of pre-cum onto Lucas's forehead. Aaron rolled his hips forward and pressed his little pucker down against the Nidoran's mouth. Forced to lick, Lucas flicked his tongue and slathered the slightly sweaty pucker with his tongue. The tantalizing pleasure that Aaron felt made him shudder again as a hand went to his cock, quickly stroking himself. This was just too good.

He pressed his ass down as much as he could as the Nidoran slurped and suckled, kissing and licking the pucker as his tongue occasionally pushed in a little bit, stroking around the muscles, his eyes scrunched up. Aaron huffed and groaned, getting more and more aroused. But he wanted more. So much more.

He pulled his hips back and leant down a little, leaning over the Nidoran as his cock smeared against his nose. He pushed his balls down against his mouth and Lucas got the gist, wordlessly lathering the nuts in his own spittle using his tongue. His fleshy muscle wrapped and flicked, making sure to coat every inch of those balls in spit as a couple of strands of the Rattata's fur got into his mouth, making him cough a little bit.

"That's it. L-Lick my balls." He muttered, almost giggling to himself a little as he squeezed his own little cock, forcing another drip of pre-cum to call between Lucas's eyes as the tongue continued to lash and suckle on his balls. Aaron eventually pushed down far enough that the balls were taken into the cub's mouth, and Lucas wordlessly rolled them around as best as he could. Aaron's moaning was growing higher and higher as he felt the pressure within his body build.

"Okay, now for the...well, the grand finale." He rolled his hips back again, angling the head of his cock against the other's mouth. He shifted, squatting over Lucas's face as his hand jerked his member. Lucas gave him a cold stare before he opened up his mouth. The Rattata slid his dick down inside the maw and the head grazed across the roof of his mouth. He huffed and groaned, feeling the warmth of the tongue squirming around his dick. It was too much.

He orgasmed much earlier than he'd expected, suddenly shooting a thick dollop of cum down the back of the Nidoran's throat. The Pokémon gagged after a moment, but eventually swallowed the nutty substance down, gasping for air as he gulped more and more. For a cub, Aaron didn't produce a lot of cum, but it was certainly a fair bit for a cub around his own age. When his cock stopped convulsing, he slid his hips back and let out a long, long sigh of pleasure. He shakily got to his feet and shifted back towards the table, panting harshly to himself. Lucas spat some of the cum onto the floor and laid there, trying to recuperate from the ordeal he'd just had to deal with.

"What's next..." Aaron mumbled, turning the page to find yet another list of instructions for a second punishment session. It detailed some particularly odd things, but a number of things were made clear by extension. Luckily, this one wasn't as technical as the other. He turned towards the tired Nidoran and felt bad for him, but got to it anyway.

"C'mon. Get up." He eventually said, setting the book down as he grabbed the leash again. He gave it a tug and Lucas groaned.

"Fuck, not again..." He whined, eventually sitting up and getting to his feet. He staggered on his feet and Aaron directed him over towards the strange black 'horse' in the other corner of the room. He made sure that the Nidoran's blindfold was firmly on still, before he guided his hands to the thing.

"Get on it, on your back." The Rattata insisted as he crouched down, unclipped the strange spreader bar to his legs, as well as the chain that kept them firmly together. Finally free, Lucas stretched his legs out a bit, before he obediently climbed onto the horse. It had a reasonably flat surface, and Aaron originally guessed it was made for adults, rather than children. As the Nidoran climbed atop the thing, Aaron reached under and unhooked the strap that lay underneath him. As Lucas got into position, Aaron grasped at his latex suit and tugged hard.

"What're you--" Lucas began, before his eyes widened as the suit ripped off his body. It was made of such a thing material that it was remarkably easy to completely destroy the front of it, as it had been with the riding crop. He shifted a bit and his naked gut bulged out of the suit, not longer tightly pushing against his body. Aaron reached over and put the strap of his body, locking him firmly in place down on what the book called a 'bondage horse'.

After that, Aaron unclipped the chain from his wrist cuffs, allowing him to move them completely. But, instead, the Rattata pulled them down to straps on either side of the horse, keeping his wrists in place one more. He heard Lucas cursing, clearly quite irritated. But the 'fun' didn't stop there.

Aaron retrieved something from the cupboard that the book called a 'travel sling', which appeared to be a three-piece, strapped mechanism meant to keep the Nidoran's legs up. He slipped the padded straps underneath each of Lucas's legs and pulled it towards his head. It forced his legs up, and then the Rattata hooked it around the back of his head, settling it on his beck. Lucas's head was forced up a little bit, and his legs were forced completely upright, unable to move by sheer physics.

The Nidoran wriggled in his completely immobilized space as Aaron collected a few more items from the cupboard: a set of candles with metal handles, and a large butt-plug. This one had to be almost twice the size of the other one, though perhaps slightly less. It was accompanied by a small remote control with a simple 3 settings: Low, Medium, and High. Much like the first, he slathered it in lubricant, and carried it over towards his 'subject'.

He didn't know why the faculty of the school deemed this a suitable punishment for breaking curfew, though the Rattata had been promised a good reward for taking part. He slowly pressed the black tip against Lucas's backside and heard him groan out his protests.

"Not another one, please. I can't--" He began, but Aaron pushed it in before he could continue. His clawed toes curled as the butt-plug sank deeper and deeper into his ass and a sharp hiss escaped his mouth. It was stretching him beyond his limit, and his muscles clamped down, trying to push it out. Aaron, however, was stronger. Within a few minutes, he had passed the plug over it's wide lip and the large thing sat firmly inside the Nidoran's behind.

"It's too big. Please, please, please take it o--" Before he could continue, the Rattata slipped the pacifier gag over his mouth again.

"Shh. It'll be okay, big 'baby'." Aaron didn't know why he said that, but it seemed appropriate. He heard Lucas whimper in response, and the Rattata felt a little bad for him. He shuffled in place for a moment. Only one thing left to do.

He circled around the bondage horse until he stood in front of the cub's member. He slipped a hand into his breast pocket and retrieved the key for the chastity cage, and unlocked it. After some maneuvering, he slipped the thing off of the Nidoran's cock. The chubby member pulsed into half-chub immediately, pre-cum drooling from the tip, and he heard Lucas let out a long sigh of relief, thankful that his cock was free. With that, Aaron could begin.

First, he grabbed the remote, and flicked the setting onto 'low'. Immediately, the butt-plug in Lucas's behind began to vibrate heavily. The Nidoran suddenly wriggled as a hot, heavy groan escaped his mouth. He tried to wriggle and writhe as best as he could, both scared and filled with pleasure and pain. It was only going to get much worse for him.

Aaron grabbed one of the handled candles, using the lighter provided to light the wick on top. He watched the flame for a moment as he glanced down at the Nidoran. He felt bad for what was going to come next, but it was part of the instructions. If there was one thing that the Rattata did, it was follow instructions.

He left the wick burn for a few more moments and watched as it began to melt the wax of the candle underneath. He slowly angled the candle over the Nidoran's body and watched as a couple of drips of wax fell off the edge of the candle and down onto the Nidoran's body. The hot wax connected with his bare skin, and the sudden warm sensation nagainst his body made him cry out in surprise from the mixture of pain and sensitivity, tears sparking in his eyes once more. He didn't know why he was being treated like this, and didn't understand. All he knew is that he never wanted to do anything to deserve this ever again.

Aaron didn't stop, of course. He continued to angle the candle, dripping the hot wax all down the Nidoran's front. The puddles of wax that had initially dripped were already cooling down and forming white globs on his body. By this point, the mixture of pleasure and pain as forced the Nidoran's cock into full hardness, and the chubby dick was twitching against his belly. His hips bucked up and his body writhed as the wax kept dripping over his bare skin, making him feel strange all over, his skin tingling.

Aaron finally dangled it over the Nidoran's member, and Lucas didn't see it coming. The wax dripped down as the Rattata watched with an intense gaze, and his eyes flicked, watching the falling wax is finally splattered down against Lucas's foreskin. The Nidoran wailed out a cry of pain and furiously bucked his hips up, feeling the pain in the end of his cock. It made him thrash and wriggle around as the pain lingered slightly, and he sniffled, huffing and sobbing a little bit with the gag in his mouth. Luckily for him, those pains didn't last: as the wax cooled, all it left was dried wax in it's wake.

He tried to desperately shake his head, begging it to stop. The pleasure was a great feeling, but the pain was too great, sending shocks down his body that caused his entire body to tense, his muscles to clamp down. That only made the vibrating worse. Aaron flicked the remote up to 'Medium' and the Nidoran huffed and whined, his chest rapidly heaving up and down. Another hot dribble of wax splattered onto his cock, and he thrashed around again as best as he could. Despite it all, he felt something stirring within his loins.

Aaron hadn't expected it to come so soon, but it did anyway. Before he could turn the remote up to the high setting, he watched in surprise as a thick glob of cum seeped from the Nidoran's cock, splattering onto his pelvis, followed by a hot spurt. It short in a small arc and landed amongst the wax on his stomach, dried wax across his belly. Spurt after spurt soon followed it, but the orgasm itself didn't feel as it should. The Nidoran was too racked with the pain to really realise it was happening to him, and before he knew it, he'd emptied his balls. His once hard cock pulsed limply against his stomach in the aftermath of his orgasm.

"...Good, good." Aaron was secretly glad: he didn't want to drip wax on him in the first place. He blew out the candle and set it aside. He had remembered seeing a few towels in the cupboard, and he went to collect one, drying the poor fellow off and cleaning his chest of the wax as best as he could. The Nidoran gently whimpered and sobbed as he lay on the table until, eventually, Aaron was kind enough to begin to unstrap him.

Of course, he was a bit worried that Nidoran might lunge for him, so he made sure to keep the shock collar remote on his person in the event that he did. He slowly undid the straps and took the sling off of the chubby cub, detaching the majority of the garments and tools and finally taking off his blindfold and pacifier gag. Lucas spluttered and coughed, sitting up when he was able.

"You fu--" He began, but Aaron was instinctively quick. He activated the collar and the Nidoran shuddered and gripped it, crying out in pain.

"Please. I'm just doing my job." He muttered, and the Nidoran hung his head, knowing it was all futile. Slowly, gingerly, the Rattata crouched down in front of him, reaching up with the chastity cage. The submitting Nidoran didn't fight back as the Rattata reattached the cage onto his dick, locking it back in place with the small padlock.

"Okay...the book said it's feeding time." He had read ahead a little bit, admittedly, so he knew what what to happen next. He went towards the fridge as the Nidoran sat on the edge of the horse with the butt-plug still in his ass, though Aaron had been kind enough to turn off the vibrating. The Nidoran was a little use to the wide base inside him by that point, though it was still uncomfortable to sit.

Aaron retrieved a bottle of what appeared to be milk and a large bowl of mushed up food from the fridge. The Nidoran reached out his weak hands to take them, and the Rattata slowly shook his head.

"Sorry." He muttered, gesturing towards the cot in the corner. He made his way towards it as well, setting the food aside as he unclipped the side bar, lowering it so that the Nidoran could take a seat. Slowly, the Pokémon shuffled across the room and obeyed, and Aaron reached around behind his back, guiding the Nidoran's hands to clip his wrists in place. He was unable to move his hands now, and was suddenly unable to feed himself.

"...Why?" Lucas curtly asked after a moment, snarling under his breath at being treated like such a baby. Aaron merely shrugged, taking the bottle and sitting on the bed next to him. He gently urged the Nidoran closer, and after a moment, the Pokémon obliged. Aaron got him to lay on his back over the Rattata's lap, and Aaron gently cradled his head in his hand. Lucas shot him a glare and slowly opened his mouth, and Aaron popped the bottle into his mouth.

"There there, little baby." Aaron had read in the book that he had to treat the Pokémon like a baby, and he hoped he was doing a good enough job. He watched the Nidoran's face flush with humiliation as he lowered his gaze, biting and suckling on the fate teat on the end of the bottle as he suckled down the milk. Aaron sat there feeding him for a moment with a small chuckle. Admittedly, this was a little cute. He didn't want to say it out loud, but it was.

The Nidoran was quick to suck the bottle dry until there was no milk left, and the Rattata smiled a little bit in response. He should have really heated it up, but the room lacked a microwave. He let Lucas sit back up and he grabbed the bowl from the table, along with the provided spoon. He scooped some of the mush onto a spoon and held it out. Lucas hesitated, glaring.

"C'mon. It's banana." Aaron grinned sheepishly and Lucas returned his grin with a dark gaze. He opened his mouth and accepted the spoon, swallowing the mush with ease. It didn't take long for the Nidoran to finish it, but the Rattata made a point of pretending it was a spaceship, or a plane, mimicing the sounds himself as it swooped and soared. The embarrassment continued to make the Nidoran blush in pure disgust and shame.

"All done." The Rattata eventually said with a small smile, setting the bowl aside. His eyes flicked to the clock. It was 5pm, but apparently, the Nidoran was meant to sleep here.

"We're late. Time for bed." He said to him, getting to his feet. The Nidoran was confused at first, frowning.

"W-What? Already?" He insisted, and Aaron hesitated.

"The book says it's your bedtime now. No way around it." He said, and the Nidoran looked a little annoyed after a moment. Like most children, he didn't like to go to bed when told, but the remote in the Rattata's hand made it clear he wasn't going to get his way, and he was aware of the consequences.

Lucas hung his head and sniffled a bit, and Aaron felt bad for him as he moved over towards the cupboard, pulling out another form of clothing. This one looked similar to a baby's sleepsuit, but it was made out of the sleek black latex material still.

"C'mon." Aaron felt a small pang of guilt for what he was going to do, but rules were rules. He unclipped the cuffs and other instruments from the Nidoran, but left the butt-plug and chastity cage attached. He used some of the oil he'd grabbed earlier and slid it over the Nidoran's body, coating him completely in the oil. He was a little horny again, but the Nidoran had had enough. He didn't want to make him feel worse.

With little resistance, Aaron slipped him into the sleepsuit, noticing that there were no holes for his feet and hands to come through. For the hands, it was a definitive loop to connect each arm, but inside there was gaps for his hands to slip in but be unable to touch each other. The feet had no holes for his toes, leaving them desensitized to the world. The only parts exposed were his member and balls, as well as his ass, and his head. It was a little odd, but Aaron didn't question it.

Once again, he attached the gag to the Nidoran's face and Lucas gave him a tearful look, before he closed his eyes, accepting his fate. There was more, however. Aaron collected a power supply from the cupboard, setting it inside the cot as he connected up the attached cables to the vibrator. He took 2 more cables and clipped them directly onto the Nidoran's nuts, making the poor Pokémon tense up. Aaron flicked the remote for the vibrator onto 'Low', and then flicked the power supply for the cables on. According to the book, the power supply would shock the Nidoran with varying strengths, leaving it up to chance. Immediately, the Nidoran began to squirm and huff, shooting Aaron a pleading look as the Rattata stepped back.

"...Sorry." The rodent Pokémon muttered as he collected his things. He tugged on his trousers and shot the other Pokémon one last look, before he moved over to his own bed and sat on the covers for a while. He eventually went to his suitcase, and pulled out a book.

He spent a couple of hours attempting to read, but it hard to concentrate with the Nidoran squirming and writhing in the cot, occasionally whimpering protest for the pressure in his loins and the random electric shocks to his balls. He was unable to move about much, which left him particularly helpless and desensitized to his surroundings. After a while, the whimpering eventually stopped. Aaron thought he'd gone to see, but he saw him tensing occasionally. Maybe he'd gotten used to it.

As night drew in, the Rattata got undressed and turned off the lights, padding across the room to slip into his own bed. With Lucas now quiet, it would be easier to sleep. He pressed his cheek to the pillow and closed his eyes. He let the guilt wash over him as he thought about what might happen tomorrow. He had a feeling the punishment would be much, much worse for the Nidoran.