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The best... no, the WORST part of having been hypnotized into having an imaginary vibrator inside you, was that it could buzz away all day and nothing would get sore, oversensitive, or numb; Wily Kit reflected ruefully as she sat down at the library table. Her forehead head hit the desk with a pronounced thump. She tried to focus on the pain from her slightly bruised skull, rather than the eager throbbing of her vulva, remembering how she wound up in this situation.

Wily Kit and her twin brother, Wily Kat, were noted amongst the students of the Twin Schools for having sticky fingers, and not the kind that came from a really good handjob. They had a bit of mild kleptomania. It wasn't malicious; they rarely kept anything they took for too long. It was more about the fun and challenge.

But on this day, Kit had written a check that her delightfully pert and fuzzy butt could not cash. Kat had performed an amazing heist; using a makeshift grappling hook and other homemade thieves' tools, he had broken into Skye's room and stolen her secret chocolate stash. When she discovered it was missing and threw a fit, he had managed to return it and escape without a trace before Mr. Bugs came to investigate. Trying to one-up him, Kit had attempted to steal the most difficult item she could think of: Mew Royale's ever-present tiara, right off her head.

It had started out so well. She had used her unique pan-flute like instrument to hypnotize Mew, lulling the pink-furred feline into a deep trance. Once she was sure that Mew was out like a light, she had attempted to delicately lift the golden headpiece off. She had JUST managed to wrap her fingers around it, when Mew had suddenly blinked and glared at her malevolently.

Wily Kit had awoken several hours later in the middle of the cul-de-sac in broad daylight, coated head to toe in pink semen, her clothes completely missing, and with the imaginary vibrator buzzing away merrily inside her. After dashing away as fast as she could, she had spent the rest of the next day dealing with the results of her actions.

Kit's body tensed as the vibrator buzzed harder within her, causing every muscle in her body to shiver with delight. The fact that she knew consciously that it was imaginary did not stop her subconscious mind from submitting to Mew's hypnotic illusion. Worse, Mew had "programmed" it to be randomized; buzzing less or harder at completely unpredictable times. Sometimes, it was powerful enough to drive Kit to repeated, unstoppable orgasms within less than two minutes. Other times, like now, it was leaving her just on the brink of climax for hours, the tension building and building, but never quite enough to go over.

She hadn't gone to a teacher to get the brainwashing undone. That would have meant admitting her crimes and getting weeks worth of detentions. Also, she admitted freely, that this punishment was entirely and completely deserved. She knew the difference between right and wrong; she just chose to ignore it, and now she was suffering the consequences.

Kit gasped and shuddered, her fingers delving down under her uniform's skirt to rub her fuzzy vulva. She could feel her inner walls clenching, anticipating the orgasm to come, but the vibrator slowed down, edging her away from the delight she wanted. She could have masturbated; but somehow it didn't feel right to do so. Her fuzzy tail swished back and forth, and she groaned weakly, reaching up to make sure the tie she used to keep her red and black hair up in a large tuft above her head was still in place. Her sand-colored fur was slightly matted down with sweat from the sheer tension she'd been suffering for three hours now on the edge of orgasm. Her nipples were rock hard, poking into the blouse of her uniform. Her slitted red-gold eyes were half-lidded.

"Hey, sis!" a voice said, drawing her attention. She lifted her head to see her twin brother sitting and grinning wide at her. The boy was clearly related to her. His eyes had slitted pupils, like hers, though his eyes were deeper red than her own. His face had the same unusual shape as hers: he didn't have a muzzle like most of the anthropomorphs, instead his nose pointed out from his face. His fur was the same sand-color as her own, and his hair pointed out from his head in two large tufts. Several locks of spiky brown hair draped onto his forehead.

Wily Kat dropped into a seat across from Kit, grinning wide as he said, "You'll never guess what I just managed to pilfer! I plucked the limited-edition special preview issue of Cub Crusaders out of Jayden's backpack! I'm gonna read it real quick, then see if I can get it back before he notices it's gone."

Kit opened her mouth to reply, but the buzzing of the imaginary vibrator intensified, driving any words she might have said out of her head. Her mind went blank and she arched her hips, feeling a rush of dampness soak the seat under her.

Kat's expression turned slightly odd at that moment. A mixture of strain, pleasure, and confusion twisted his face. His hips thrust upwards on their own as a pronounced bulge suddenly expanded, tenting his trousers dramatically.

"Kit, what's going..." Kat began to ask. Before he could finish his sentence however, Kit felt the vibrator max out within her.

It was blissful ecstasy. She had been pent up for hours, and now she finally achieved the release she needed. It was an orgasm powerful enough that she experienced it with all five senses. Colors and lights sparked before her eyes. She heard a dull roar as blood rushed in her head. She smelled a flowery scent. She tasted the familiar gunmetal tang of adrenaline in the back of her throat. And of course, she FELT it. She felt the sparks of electricity running from her crotch to every inch of her body. Her inner walls clamped down tightly, before spasming rhythmically. Her thighs were drenched with her nectar and it ran off the seat onto the floor.

However, something odd happened with her brother at the exact same time her own orgasm broke. His mouth opened in a silent moan of pure delight as the tent in his pants began to twitch violently. Thick, hot white fluid began to bubble through the fabric of his trousers, staining them dark. He shuddered, his tail flicking in time with what were apparently quite powerful ejaculations.

The fly on his trousers gave way from the force pressing under it and it unzipped. Wily Kat's long, thick penis slipped free, all twelve inches of rock hard flesh, and began to pump burst after burst of his semen into the air. Without once touching himself, the boy grunted and gasped, his cock erupting again and again, spouting hot strands of goo over himself, the table, and his sister.

Like many twins, Wily Kit and Wily Kat shared a unique and special bond. They often knew what the other was thinking, without saying a word. They could predict the other's actions before even they knew what they were going to do. They could sense when the other was in trouble. However, the strangest and most unique part of their bond was that when they were within a certain radius of one another, if one of them had an orgasm, the other would achieve climax as well... no matter how aroused they were. This had resulted in any number of drenched pants or panties, soaked breakfasts, ruined homework, and messes to clean up, and extremely embarrassing moments with friends between them.

Kat groaned, his glans swelling underneath the thick foreskin that covered it as another fresh burst of cum splashed the table, soaking the pages of the comic he pilfered. Kit shuddered and convulsed, bucking her hips uncontrollably as the imaginary vibrator buzzed away within her. The twins huffed and panted, unable to stop themselves as pleasure radiated through their small bodies.

As the intense ecstasy faded and the afterglow set in, Kat panted, "...Kit... w-would you mind... explaining why I now have to spend f-five weeks' worth of allowance to buy a new comic for Jayden to replace the o-one I just soaked in my goo?"

Kit winced, and began to explain the situation. This was made significantly harder, by the fact that vibrator continued to buzz and hum inside her, making her body spasm and shudder.

"And so... I c-can't... nng... s-stop it. And it k-keeps making me c-cum!" she whimpered helplessly, even as she could feel the tension building again. The situation wasn't made any easier by the fact that Kit was multi-orgasmic.

"Wait, don't do it, Kit! Think about baseball! Or Mr. Mewtwo's boring art history lesson from today! Or... HNNNG!!!" Kat squeaked in a panic. He was cut off by another burst of ecstasy flooding his body. Kit climaxed uncontrollably again, and therefore Kat joined her whether he wanted to or not. His cock began to jump and jerk, his balls drawing tight against his flesh, even as it slung fresh ropes of spunk about. Kit watched, even as she drove a pair of fingers into her quivering tunnel, biting her lower lip. She hated to admit it, but nothing was more arousing to her than watching her brother suffer a hands-free orgasm... which was one of the reasons she made him do it so often.

"Nnng... Ahhh... C-cumming, cumming, cumming..." drooled Kit mindlessly. The buzzing was so powerful it was melting her mind, and she loved every second of it. Her red-gold eyes were rolled up in her head as she bucked her hips, her tail thrashing about. Her brother was moaning, saying something, but it was meaningless to her in her brainless state. Several of Kat's ejaculations caught her in the face, dripping off her nose and spilling down her cheeks. She stuck her tongue out, letting his cum splash her taste buds as she shuddered in ecstasy.

Suddenly, a stern voice rang out within both her and her brother's heads, even as they trembled and bucked.

<Whose class is boring?!> an offended male voice demanded. It took an enormous effort, but Wily Kit and Wily Kat turned their heads, both horrified.

Sure enough, Mr. Mewtwo Royale was standing there, his fists on his extremely wide hips. His purple eyes were narrowed in an annoyed glare, a frown on his muzzle. The felinoid chimera's tail swished behind him as he walked forward. He wore a suit specially tailored to fit his unique body shape as usual, his jacket hanging perfectly off of his narrow shoulders and his shirt fitting his bony chest. His trousers hugged his enormous hips, tapering down towards his calves and ankles. There was a large amount of room in the groin, to make space for the man's immense sheath.

"Uh... I didn't... hnn! I..." Kat stammered nervously, before sputtering as his penis jerked back and fired off into his own face.

"Agh... We weren't... Mr. Mewtwoooo!" Kit squealed, blushing as the teacher glared at her in annoyance.

<No, no. No need to make excuses. I don't just read minds; I also happen to have pretty decent hearing. Stealing, making a mess in the library, disrupting people's study time with your moans, ejaculating not just on a stolen comic book, but on library books,> Mewtwo said, gesturing at a pile of books nearby which had been coated in a rather thick glaze of semen, <Oh, and trying to steal my little sister's tiara. Am I missing anything?>

"...No..." Kit said weakly, her orgasm slowing down as she was left panting and trembling. Already, she could feel the nonexistent vibrator beginning to hum within her, driving her pleasure up.

<Good. First, I'll clean up after you, then let's take this discussion somewhere private,> Mewtwo grumbled, his eyes glowing bright blue. There was a blinding flash and a crackle of energy, and most of the semen, and the puddle of feminine juices under Kit's chair vanished. Everything coating Kit and Kat was left where it was. His eyes flared again, his psionic powers erupting, and suddenly the two felines found themselves somewhere completely else.

They found themselves within Mewtwo's office, having been teleported instantaneously across campus. The room was a mixture of an art studio, a well-furnished and comfortable office, and a library in and of itself; the walls were lined with dozens of bookshelves.

Furthermore, both of the kids were now naked. Mewtwo had teleported them to the office, and apparently sent their uniforms somewhere else. Likewise, the teacher himself now stood before them in all of his natural glory, his arms crossed over the bony plates of his chest. His cock was swelling out of his sheath, quickly erecting itself before the two children.

It was a sight to behold. His penis wasn't just enormous, easily twice as long as Kat's foot-long shaft. It was also uniquely shaped; overall, it had the shape of a horse penis, with a large flare and medial ring. However, it also had a series of feline barbs designed to tickle a partner's inner walls under the fat flare, and at the base of the cock was an extremely large bulge like a canine knot. A pair of furry testicles hung almost down to Mewtwo's knees, each the size of a melon. Even as the twins watched, his cock inflated, rising up more rigid with each passing moment, veins bulging along the sides.

It was easily one of the most intimidating sights either of them had ever experienced.

The twins groaned, their arousal spiking at the sight. Kit's invisible vibrator quaked powerfully, threatening to set her off again. It was only sheer force of will, and Kat's threatening glare that prevented her from climaxing once more.

<I see my little sister has been toying with post-hypnotic suggestions. We'll have to have a discussion about proper telepathic etiquette later,> Mewtwo sighed, reading Kit's thoughts.

"So... are you gonna get rid of it?" Kit asked cautiously. Mewtwo actually chuckled aloud, his physical voice as deep as his mental one.

<Oh, no. You earned THAT punishment. It'll wear off by tomorrow, anyway. Mew isn't strong enough to plant anything that would last longer,> Mewtwo said, shaking his head. Kit sweatdropped at the thought of having to deal with the vibrator tickling her inner walls and clitoris for another twenty-four hours. She could feel it moving inside her, the trembling sensation driving deeper in her, then sliding back towards her little clit. She had to remind herself that it didn't actually exist and was literally all in her head.

"Aw, man, now I'm gonna wind up spurting all over the place for the next day because of her..." Kat grumbled.

<You are just as guilty as SHE is, Kat. You should not be complaining,> Mewtwo reminded him, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. Kat joined his sister in sweatdropping.

<I'll think of an official punishment for you two later, but for now, I have an unofficial one...> Mewtwo said, smirking. His eyes began to glow brightly once more.

Kit and Kat felt a powerful presence envelop their minds. Mewtwo's thoughts overwhelmed their own with ease, suppressing their wills and emotions. The twins' eyes glowed with a faint blue light as Mewtwo's psionic force enraptured them. Their eyes fell half-lidded as Mewtwo wiped away their worries and fears. Their hands were limp in their laps, their heads hanging forward slightly. With no mind of her own to create it, the imaginary vibrator with Kit stopped. Kat's cock stiffened to maximum hardness, already drooling precum.

<There. That's much better. It's hard to enjoy yourself when you're afraid of the month's worth of lunch and after-school detentions that are waiting for you,> Mewtwo said with a smirk.

"Yes, Teacher..." both children replied in unison at his mental prompting. Under his telepathic control, the twins weren't so much hypnotized as puppets to be strung along.

A flicker of thought caused both kids to stand up and approach him. Kit knelt down before him as his enormous penis towered well over her head. No longer capable of being intimidated by the two-foot length of deep red-purple flesh, she began to stroke it. Her nimble fingers, so well-trained for lockpicking, rerouting circuitry, and even simple pickpocketing, were now put to good use caressing the rows of barbs under Mewtwo's flare. Her fingertips trailed through the soft, fleshy protrusions, stimulating the extra-sensitive nerves.

Kat joined her a moment later, focusing his attention further down. He traced the veins bulging along the sides with his own dexterous digits, too dazed to flinch when Mewtwo's cock throbbed and jerked in his grip. The feline chimera moaned aloud, shivering as he telepathically prompted the boy to lean in and slide his rough tongue along his medial ridge. Mewtwo's thoughts echoed in his skull, drowning out his own mind with their power. Kat could only think that which Mewtwo wanted him to think; feel that which Mewtwo wanted him to feel. Kat's own cock pulsed, his heavy sand-furred balls swaying pendulously as he pressed his lips the underside of Mewtwo's shaft.

Grunting, Mewtwo closed his eyes and shuddered in pleasure. His penis twitched, a massive movement considering its incredible size. Kit spluttered involuntarily as a font of precum burbled out of the large slit of his flare. The clear, syrupy fluid flowed out in cups, pouring down her front and drenching her fur and hair. She blinked, locks of hair laying limp against her forehead as it splashed against the top of her head. The girl moaned as the liquid poured down her body, spilling down her furry tummy and over her little mound. What didn't drench Kit soaked her brother as the clear syrup poured down Mewtwo's flesh onto him. He grunted, getting mouthfuls of the sugary precum as he slurped loudly at the side of the chimera's penis.

<That is enough. I'm ready now...> Mewtwo purred. The boy and girl pulled away from him without comment, kneeling before him. Their eyes continued to glow faintly in the dim office, a sign of Mewtwo's firm psychic grip on their thoughts.

Kit's expression was utterly vacant as she stood up at Mewtwo's mental command. She climbed onto his desk (as he quickly teleported his paperwork and students' classwork away to somewhere safe from harm) and lay on her back. She lifted her knees and spread her legs, displaying her beautiful, damp petals to Mewtwo. The chimera groaned audibly, his cock pulsing needily at the sight.

<Oh, I've needed this...> Mewtwo sighed, gripping his cock with both of his strangely shaped hands. His cock wasn't just long, it was thick, girthier than a soda bottle. He smirked, glancing at Kat.

The boy stirred to life as Mewtwo began to direct his actions, standing up and joining them at the desk. His eyes stared vaguely off into the distance as he reached up to Mewtwo's penis. The chimera was so tall (and he was somewhat short for his age) that the chimera's length was at shoulder level for him. Gripping it beneath the flare and at the medial ring, he began to guide the adult forward.

Mewtwo sighed happily as he let the cub pull his hips forward, guiding the dripping, pulsing flare directly between his sister's legs. When he felt the damp heat of her muff, her body jumping a little involuntarily, he began to press forward.

An observer might not have thought it possible for something so enormous to fit within a hole so tiny. But defying expectations, Mewtwo's flare pushed inside, squeezing within Kit's vagina slowly. Her eyes went wide and she gave a strangled yelp, a noise of mixed discomfort and ecstasy.

The laws of physics in Breezeport and its local dimension worked slightly different than in other worlds. One of these differences was that mass and volume weren't quite as rigid as in many other universes. Sometimes containers could hold much more than their size implied. One of the effects of this was that it was often quite surprising how something as large as Mewtwo's penis could fit within a child as small as Wily Kit without harm or distention. There was barely a visible bulge as Mewtwo began to sink inside her inch by inch.

Kit flailed about, moaning in mild discomfort as the battering ram of Mewtwo's trumpet pushed deeper and deeper inside her. Her copious juices and his constantly drooling pre helped lubricate the way. It was made easier by the fact that Mewtwo's flare was the thickest part of his penis other than his knot; under the wide head, the shaft was somewhat less wide.

However, the laws of mass and volume could be bent, but not broken entirely. As Mewtwo's medial ridge ground up against Kit's clitoris (Kat now holding Mewtwo by his knot), Mewtwo could not push another inch. He had bottomed out halfway into the child.

Kit howled helplessly, arching her back until her hips lifted off the desk. Her inner walls clenched tightly and rhythmically around Mewtwo, milking his rigid flesh.

Mewtwo blinked as he felt a wet, hot, thick splatter against his shin, pouring down onto his strangely-shaped foot. Glancing down, he smirked as Kat grunted and ejaculated, firing rich, creamy ropes of semen into the air. For the third time in an hour, the boy was in the midst of a hands-free orgasm.

<It's nice of you to cum so quickly, but I've barely begun!> Mewtwo commented lightly, despite knowing that neither cub was in any condition to appreciate it. His eyes glowed again as Kat vanished from sight in a flash of blue light. The boy reappeared instantly kneeling on the desk beside his sister.

Still in mid-climax, Kat began to spatter Kit with hot ropes of hot semen. The milky goo struck her face and chest, dripping in her hair and off her rosy nipples. He reached down, touching his penis for the first time since the whole incident started. Wrapping his hand around his pulsing, convulsing shaft, he began to pump his foreskin up and down. Under Mewtwo's direction, he began to aim his shots, drenching her face. Kit gasped as the hot liquid struck her, and she opened her mouth wide to catch as much of her brother's cum as she could.

Mewtwo drew his hips back, dragging his length along Kit's inner walls. The girl yowled again as she felt his barbs and flare slide back inside her, tickling every part of her tunnel. The chimera smirked and bucked his hips forward, pushing himself back inside her slowly. Again on the draw back, Kit's body flailed uncontrollably, her orgasm immediately segueing into a second one.

Since Kit came a second time, so did Kat. He moaned in delight as the pleasure had just started to fade, then suddenly intensified back to full again. His cock jumped and jerked in his grip. Both hands pumped his foot-long shaft as he could feel his spunk travelling up the flesh and out over Kit's fur. A telepathic order made Kit scoot closer to his sister, pressing the fat head of his cock to her mouth. She opened it obediently, suckling loudly on the glans. Thick white liquid seeped out of the corners of her mouth, spilling onto her chest.

Mewtwo began to thrust faster every time, his hips pounding against Kit. He was careful, never thrusting too hard or too far, as in control of his body as his mind. He groaned as his sensitive medial ring repeatedly bumped against her vulva, sliding wetly against her clitoris. He grunted, his enormous, heavy balls beginning to strike the desk as they wobbled back and forth with every thrust. His precum flowed freely, practically pouring out of his flare into Kit, and right back out of her in a puddle between her legs.

The sensations were overwhelming for poor Wily Kit. His cock was so hot, so hard, it felt like a heated iron bar inside her. She was clenched so tightly around it that she could feel every pulse, every twitch, every gush of fluid. And everytime Mewtwo pulled back, his flare and barbs sent her into paroxysms of ecstasy. Every single time Mewtwo pulled his hips back, drawing his penis out of her, she climaxed again.

And because she was having orgasm after orgasm, Kat was forced to join her in her delight. His cum was a constant, unceasing flood filling her mouth, forcing her to swallow again and again. His eyes were closed, his teeth bared to reveal his little fangs as he groaned in pleasure. His balls visibly churned as they pumped their heavy burden up his pulsing shaft and out into Kit's waiting mouth. He stroked himself in time, rolling his foreskin up and down against Kit's lips. His tail thrashed back and forth with every ejaculation, his body shaking in delight. For Wily Kit's part, she kissed and licked his head, nibbling on his foreskin and tugging it to heighten his pleasure. His spunk coated her face and chest in a sticky glaze now, most of her fur hidden under the milky liquid.

Mewtwo's thrusts grew jerky and ragged, his body quaking with strain. His balls were swelling, spreading his legs apart slightly. His barbs extended out from his shaft, causing them to drag and tickle even more. The knot at the base of his penis expanded like a balloon, growing to almost two and a half times its original size. The trumpet of his cock also expanded, swelling outward to the point that it was creating suction every time he pulled back from Kit.

The chimera gave a cry of pleasure that was both vocal and telepathic, radiating out from him. He buried himself as far as he could go within Kit's muff. His cock lurched and jerked violently within her repeatedly. Kit was so tightly clenched around him that she could actually feel the ripple as a bulge travelled up his shaft. Then she felt a veritable torrent of hot, thick goo spill inside her, instantly overflowing her. Rich, milky purple semen backwashed out of her and splattered Mewtwo's thighs, dripping down his testicles in enormous rivers.

Kit and Kat echoed his cries of ecstasy, their hips arching as they joined him in yet another series of orgasms. Even if they had been capable of conscious, independent thought, they would have lost count of how many times they had climaxed at this point. Kat couldn't remain upright, his legs turned to jelly with the force of his latest series of ejaculations. He slumped over onto his back beside his sister, beginning to splatter his own stomach with his own cum. His cock bobbed up and down as the muscles in his groin spasmed. His spunk slung about haphazardly, striking his face, chest, stomach, his sister, the desk, and Mewtwo almost entirely at random. Drool ran out of the corner of his mouth as he humped the air roughly.

Mewtwo grunted and pulled out of Kit with a messy, slurping noise. A telekinetic glow surrounded his penis as he too humped the air. His cock erupted like a firehose, spraying gouts of purple semen over Kit and Kat. However much Wily Kat had gushed (and it was beginning to be measured in gallons at this point), it was nothing compared to Mewtwo's ejaculations. Kit, exhausted, lay back as steaming hot blasts of Mewtwo's cum struck her again and again. It dripped from every inch of her, pooling in her navel, flooding her tunnel. She moaned, still bucking weakly as she continued to climax.

Shifting his hips, Mewtwo struck Kat equally with his cum, absolutely drenching the boy. His semen coated Kat in a thick glaze, turning him as purple as a grape. The boy yelped as it splattered his shaft and soaked his testicles. His own spunk mixed with Mewtwo's in messy swirls of white and violet. Wily Kat spluttered and gasped as the salty-sweet cream filled his mouth, bathing him from head to toe.

Overwhelmed by pleasure and exhaustion from climax after climax, shared orgasm after shared orgasm, both Kit and Kat's vision flickered. Blackness encroached in as tunnel vision started. Their glowing eyes rolled up as they felt increasingly lightheaded and dizzy. Almost in unison, the kids passed out.

The last thing either of them knew was Mewtwo's mental voice speaking to them.

<Mmmm.... After that, I think I'll let you off a little easy... Mew might have been onto something after all...>

******

Some time later, Wily Kit and Wily Kat awoke, naked, drenched in extremely large amounts of white and purple cum, and both incredibly, unbelievably aroused.... and in the middle of the cul-de-sac, where a small crowd of cubs and adults had gathered around, giggling.

After dashing away without a single word to one another back to their respective dorm rooms, and after a very long and thorough shower, the two kittens had come to realize two things.

First, all of their ill-gotten property was gone from their dorms. Every last thing they had stolen had vanished. They later discovered that all of it had been returned to their proper owners.... though none of them seemed to realize that the Wily twins were responsible for the property going missing in the first place.

Second, it wasn't just Kit who had an imaginary vibrator now. Kat groaned as he could feel two of them; one strapped to his rock-hard penis, the other deep inside his rear. He could feel them buzzing and vibrating, driving him wild with lust.

As the twins suffered from randomized, hands-free synchronized orgasms for several days afterwards, most times in public and in highly embarrassing situations, it became clear to both of them that...

Neither one of them had learned a darned thing, as they began drawing up plans together for their next heist.... both privately hoping Mr. Mewtwo might catch them again.