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A powerful electric crackling was ringing out in the corner of the lab room, the source a shielded chamber connected to a massive machine that seemed almost built into the room itself. A technician was manning a console a distance away from the chamber; his eyes were guarded from the strobe-like flashing from the chamber by powerful goggles, yet even with them on he was still squinting to block out the intense light. It wasn't his favorite part of the process, but currently was necessary; the energy output was just too great to be dampened even by the coverage of the shielded door, and they had to be able to see inside a little bit in case something went wrong. Of course, 'see' was a bit of a misnomer, but it was still protocol.

Finally the crackling and flashing ceased, and nothing remained of the outburst but some wisps of smoke rising out of the chamber. The door slid open, and after a few seconds, out emerged a Pikachu, shaking his head and smoothing out some fur. "Fuck...that's always so intense. I feel like I'm getting fried every time."

"How're you feeling, Jay?" the tech asked.

"Heh, good, I guess. Way too weak...I'm gonna have to train up again, aren't I, Steven?"

"We did say that...did you think otherwise?"

"Eh, just kinda hoped that something good would happen...but I guess not."

Steven shook his head. "We still haven't worked out any training carryover. Right now we still have to start from a fresh template every time we want a different species. I know, it stinks to lose all that hard work..."

"Yeah, but it's worth it to actually have hands again." Jay stretched out a bit, clearly happy to be in the slender mouse body despite the lack of power. "I couldn't take being a fucking plodding four-legged rock any longer, I was going to jump off a cliff. Just standing on two feet and being able to move around so much more freely is so worth it."

Steven nodded; he'd heard Jay griping over and over again about being a Rhyhorn, even though it was serving a good purpose. He'd spent a good six months exploring a mountain range that was somewhat overrun with hostile Pokémon, trying to figure out why they were all gathered there and whether it could be made safe for human passage again. He'd been successful, but the only thing that he'd really wanted was to take on a different Pokémon form. "I hope you're not planning on going back there, even if you did train up they'd rough you up good."

"Nah, I'm more than happy to be done with mountains for a while. I just wanna relax and build myself up for the next thing that captures my interest."

"Just so long as we can take measurements. By the by, do you mind if I examine you for the band?"

"Sure, you won't have to work hard, though." Jay pointed down to his ankle, where the white stood out just enough in contrast to the yellow fur. "I've noticed it looks thicker with fur, it's pretty easy to see."

Steven frowned a bit. "That could be an issue...Pokémon are starting to catch on to what it means. We lose the stealth we have if turned humans are that easy to identify...and that puts us in danger if some of those Pokémon don't take well to the idea of us treading on their territory. We need to figure out the deal behind it..." He trailed off as another tech entered, looking fairly serious. "Hey, Parker. What's up?"

"Hi, Steven. I've got something here...I think we need to go over it. Is that Jay? You look good as a Pikachu."

"I feel good," Jay snickered, cheeks sparking a bit as he tested them out. Without training he wouldn't be able to produce any actual attacks, but all in good time; the lab wasn't a dangerous place.

"Seems like changing suited you. Can't say the same about this subject...or maybe it's the other way around, he took to it far TOO well..."

Both Steven and Jay knew immediately who Parker was talking about. Steven's expression took on a grimness similar to Parker's on hearing that. "You ran the tests on Daran then?"

"Yeah, and there's not a lot to dispute our assessment. The mental changes have been ingrained so deeply they're not going to be conditioned out. And there's no opposition to them, either...he talks about it casually, no reluctance or shame about it, he even sounds happy about it. The physical changes are also notable, he's different from the way he started...it seems that it's all the way down to the genetic level, it's caused him to slim down, exhibit very high levels of arousal, and show odd hormone levels...he hasn't gotten weaker, in fact he appears stronger in ways than the pre-excursion testing, that we can tell, but he doesn't exhibit normal levels of aggression."

"That's really significant...I never thought something like this could happen. What about the reversion testing?"

Parker shook his head. "Even worse. The energy test showed immediate, intense rejection. You know how the lack of willingness to return to human form can cause etheric backlash? This one was strong enough that it would probably damage the machine and fry the computer, possibly destroying the reversion template."

"Damn. Could we force it unconsciously?"

"I wish, but no. I ran the other tests...the foreign body anomaly period seems to have passed, but his body's cells are manufacturing an unknown type of resistance. I tested reversion on a sample and they showed absolutely no response, not even a hint of shifting. With both mental and physical blocks, there's no way Daran is returning to human form. We can try psychological counseling but without knowing how to alter the physical block it would just put him in a worse state."

Steven nodded, his lips pursed tight. "Can't believe it...this is the first time we've run into this. It can't just be sexual conduct, that's happened before without creating any unknown physical block...do you think the way it happened has anything to do with it?"

"It's possible...maybe that's part of the changes he went under. If it is, I'm not sure there's any way to test for it...it might be purely a change experienced by transformed humans. Perhaps it's related to the band, or at least I wonder if they share an origin, it might suggest some underlying anomaly that occurs due to transformation that we haven't sussed out yet..."

"If ya ask me," Jay interjected, "you should just turn him loose and be done with it. Unprofessional behavior like that, you just can't tolerate it, and the way he's gone, fuck, it's just pathetic. Fawning and simpering like a weak, worthless little bitch...well, that's what he's become, I suppose. But yeah, I wouldn't bother with him."

"We don't really have a choice," Parker said. "The change occurred under our watch and as long as he IS changed we have to protect him and watch out for him. Besides this, we need to learn more about this state and perhaps how to prevent it or reverse it. We need to learn about the physical changes that have caused that block for sure. Just in case someone else goes through a similar experience, we might have an intervention."

"Pah...I don't know why you'd let that happen for anyone else. They shouldn't be fucking unless they have to, or it's for some science purpose. Especially knowing that it causes issues with changing back...you'd have to be totally irresponsible to be that reckless."

"All the same, it's best to be prepared for every eventuality," Steven replied, betraying no hint of his mild frustration with Jay's attitude. He kind of had a point, but to him a bit of that recklessness was critical for their endeavors, people had to push the limits for them to learn more about them. In a way he was glad that Daran had suffered some sort of permanent alteration, because otherwise they'd never have known about it...and considering the documented mental changes, it was at least unlikely he'd be unhappy with his new life. "You know there's going to be sex eventually, so we have to figure out how the changed respond to it and how to make sure it doesn't foul up the change back and forth. And it probably would be a good idea to create some kind of sex drive so that Pokémon aren't vulnerable to being imprinted..."

"I think I'm better off without, it's a lot less distracting. But whatever, that's for you guys to deal with. I'm gonna go relax for a while...catch you later." Jay casually strolled out of the lab, eager to head for one of the outdoors rest areas. The less he bothered with the science angle of things, the better in his mind; he preferred things to be uncomplicated. All he needed to do was bring in valuable data, keeping his dick out of trouble and his ass closed like a responsible employee...idiots like Daran wouldn't last very long in any world acting like they did.

---

Outside the lab, not far from the grounds proper, Daran was scooting down a hole in a mound in the earth, his tail providing more than enough light for the passage. Deep within, some glowing flora provided enough light to see by, illuminating the resting Sandslash and Marowak residing within. "I'm back, Masters! How is it? Is this place to your liking?"

"Definitely," Kaiz said with a snicker; the eagerness their Charmander had for them always was a bit amusing to him. "Not nearly as hot and dry as the desert, the feel of the soil here is a lot more hospitable. Now I know why some types prefer the lush grassy areas even if they have more of the types that can really get to us."

"Good! I thought you might, the desert's a lot harsher...I know you two are tough enough to make it out there, but you might find it's nicer around here, more food and less danger. Not that I wouldn't mind a bit of danger if you two were there to make sure it was the right kind of danger..."

"Believe me, we'll be bringing you back for more fun when we feel like it," Furik assured him.

"I look forward to it, Master Furik." Daran couldn't really help but feel a giddy thrill at the prospect. Kaiz and Furik had kept their word, helping him explore the ruins for a couple of months, allowing him to learn about the fascinating history and gain a couple of key clues about the people who had lived there before. And he had repaid it by being their bitch the entire time, servicing them and any Pokémon they decided they wanted him to service. Any sense of reluctance had vanished pretty quickly, the more he got fucked the more he enjoyed it. He had noticed changes in him over the time, slight shifts in his body that reflected his rather slutty, submissive nature, nothing huge but enough to have an impact. It had only taken about three weeks for him to start referring to Kaiz and Furik as his masters, unprompted, and he had never looked back. He'd taken quite well to his new mindset, there was a strong eagerness to serve and a visceral connection to the Sandslash and Marowak that had introduced him to this new life. For someone who'd never had such fantasies before, he'd found it surprisingly agreeable. Not everyone did, though...

"Did you get your examinations all done?" Kaiz asked.

"Yes, Master Kaiz. They said I was rejecting reversion...that I couldn't go back because I didn't want to badly enough, and that something in my body was keeping me from going back as well...they don't know if they're related or not."

"Heh, I hope you're not sticking that way purely on our account. Wouldn't want you to do something you didn't want just because we did."

Daran shook his head. "No way, I definitely want to stay this way. There's a lot of reasons...being your bitch is just the biggest one."

"Heh, you always know what I like to hear." It hadn't been a tough decision for the two Ground-types to head back with Daran and set themselves up nearby the lab. Beyond the fact that the desert, while being their home, wasn't exactly a nice place to live, both of them had a hefty curiosity about the conversion process, and wanted to know a lot more about it personally. Despite his words, Kaiz loved hearing that Daran was staying a Pokémon to be their bitch...it was a rather satisfying ego boost to the two of them that they were that desirable. "That better be real, though, you know I don't want you lying to me."

"Of course not, Master Kaiz. I wouldn't do anything you wouldn't want, just like I'd do anything you would want."

"Heh, an attitude like that could get you in a lot of trouble," Furik cracked. "And us, too, come to think of it."

Daran just smiled, a bit mischievously. "Well, then, it's a good thing my masters are good, responsible Pokémon and wouldn't force me to do anything really terrible, isn't it?"

"Cheeky little lizard...I might have to put that mouth of yours to better use later."

"Not now? Master's showing impressive restraint." He was laying it on a bit thick, but Daran knew the two enjoyed his cheek and banter. It had been coming through more and more as he'd gotten more at ease with them...turning into a Pokémon originally had left him a bit more uptight, but they'd fixed that nicely with him, he felt nice and relaxed, and a lot freer. And far from trying to tamp it down, his masters had only encouraged it - apparently they appreciated a bitch that had some spunk rather than simply swallowing it. And that hadn't been the only thing they'd encouraged in his time in the desert, either...

"We're saving up," Kaiz replied, with a little chuckle that Daran had learned well meant he had a sneaky idea of some sort. "Got some business to take care of. We've heard a few things through the dirt, someone's been bad-mouthing our bitch and we can't stand for that. I'm thinking we're needing to go express our...displeasure with them."

"Huh...oh, wait, I think I know what you mean," Daran said after a moment. "Yeah, that sounds like Jay. I don't know what it was he was saying about me but I know it wasn't good. Not sure what his deal is, he's always been kinda uptight about things, way more than I ever was. I guess maybe he doesn't like that I'm getting banged by you guys, or something like that."

"Sounds like he needs an attitude adjustment," Furik agreed. "And I think we have some experience with that...we'd like your help in giving it to him. Do you think you'd be okay with that?"

Daran grinned; he didn't hate Jay, but his sanctimonious attitude had always gotten on his nerves, and he had always liked the idea of him being taken down a peg or two. "Certainly, Master Furik. In fact, this may be the best possible time...he just turned himself into a Pikachu for the first time, so I know he's in pristine form, and has a perfect type disadvantage. He'll probably be even easier than I was."

"Excellent...let's go show him why he shouldn't be so quick to dismiss our kind of fun."

---

The first 48 hours of being a Pikachu were like a little slice of heaven for Jay. He couldn't believe he'd managed for so long in that awful Rhyhorn body, deprived of something as simple as hands...being able to grab and hold things without using his mouth was a wonderful experience. It was always the things you took for granted that you missed the most.

He hadn't done any training yet; at least a week, maybe two, of pure rest and relaxation was on tap, priming himself could wait. It wasn't like there was any danger around for him to worry about, the lab's grounds were well-kept and you just didn't get wild Pokémon there. He hadn't been on a proper rest in ages, so he was going to take full advantage.

As he was walking, a Charmander crossed his path, almost running into him; they both took a quick jump-step back to avoid the collision. "Eep! Sorry, didn't see you..."

"Hmph...maybe watch where you're going, Daran," Jay replied coolly. "Unless your head's too loopy over those Pokémon who keep fucking you."

"That's a bit rude," Daran responded with a frown. "I just wasn't expecting to see you...it's not like it would've been that bad if we'd collided anyway."

"Maybe not for you, might've hurt me more. I'd probably have just bounced off you." Jay wasn't quite used to looking up at a creature of Daran's size; he was a bit taller than the typical Pikachu but still dwarfed by Daran by a few inches. It didn't seem right, the bitch of a Charmander should've been smaller...

"Probably would've been the reverse if you were still a Rhyhorn. I'm surprised you changed after all the time you spent like that..."

"Well, I wanted a change. I don't have to explain to you...though maybe I should, since you seem to have boffed that up, too. Or did you want me to be a Rhyhorn because you were salivating over me?"

Daran's gaze hardened at the Pikachu. "You know, I'm getting the impression you don't like Kaiz and Furik."

"Oh? No honorific? You taking a risk of incurring their wrath doesn't sound very obedient to me."

"For your information, I call them what I want to call them. I have no qualms about calling them Master, but they don't force me to do so. They just like it when I do, and I like it when they like it."

The scowl on the Pikachu's face didn't look nearly scowly enough to intimidate Daran. "You're far too concerned with what they care about. Maybe you should care more about what we're doing here. It's serious work with huge implications, and you're throwing a mess into it with your shenanigans. If you cared about anything other than getting nailed, maybe you'd treat it with the gravity it deserves."

"I care about more than that. What, I'm not allowed to enjoy myself?"

"While you're out enjoying yourself, I'm actually doing shit. I'm making things happen as a Pokémon, what have you accomplished?"

"For your information, I got done what I set out to do. I learned a ton about the desert ruins out there, and I did it while also getting sexual satisfaction. If you ask me, I think you're just jealous because you can't get any."

"I don't want to get any! We're not supposed to even have sex drives, it's just distracting from what really matters! I don't need sex, I don't have any feelings like that!"

"Well, that can be easily fixed." Jay yelped as he was grabbed from behind, and held tight against a sandy body by a huge bone. He tried to push away, but found it utterly ineffectual; there was simply no strength behind the effort, it would have been an unlikely thing even if he had trained up but in his fresh state there wasn't even a shadow of a hope. He looked up into the shadowed face of the Marowak above him, feeling a prickle of anxiety at the size of the creature. How had he missed him sneaking up, his ears were sensitive enough that he should have heard...but it was his attention, his focus was fully on Daran, and the Charmander had been goading him...

"N-nothing needs to be fixed! Let me go!"

"Mm, nah, I don't think so." Now Kaiz strode out in front of him, leering at him a bit. "No sex drive? That's unnatural and wrong. No one should go through life that way if they can help it...well, maybe some can't, but I think in this case it can be fixed."

"Don't worry, Jay..." Daran's look of mischievous glee threw him for a loop. "I guarantee you'll enjoy it...I did, after all, and we're in the same boat."

That didn't stop Jay from putting up a bit of a struggle, ineffectual as it was. He couldn't believe it...he'd really underestimated the Charmander, he'd thought he'd gone simple being a slave to bigger Pokémon, but that wasn't the case, his mind seemed to be as sharp as ever. They'd planned to capture him, and he'd played his part just as he was supposed to...now he was in trouble, he needed to find a way out before they did something that couldn't be taken back.

But that didn't seem to be happening any time soon; the bone held him so firmly that it might as well have been a steel manacle. He wasn't making any progress, and his energy was quickly getting sapped...at his current state, he didn't have a fraction of the stamina he was used to as a Rhyhorn. Worse, his tail was trapped against his back, leaving his rear unguarded, and each push ground it against the bigger Pokémon, sending sensations through him that he didn't want...and it was only about to get worse, as he could feel the Marowak's dick start to emerge and rub up against him.

"Hah, he's an eager one...even if he tries to pretend he's not," Furik chuckled, making Jay flush and huff angrily. "Daran, why don't you help prep him a bit, a little extra speed getting him primed might help put him in shape."

"Of course, Master." Daran gave the furious Pikachu a cheeky grin as he stepped forward and dropped down to his knees. His hands grasped Jay's ankles, despite the squirming rodent's best efforts to avoid them, and once he had them down he held them fast. Jay's jaw clenched as he found another thing he couldn't fight - that Charmander seemed to be as rugged and fierce in his hold as the Marowak. Was he just that weak in his state? It shouldn't have been that bad...

"Oh, by the way...we didn't just fuck out in the desert," Furik growled lecherously into Jay's ear. "We toughened our bitch up, too. Gave him a nice taste of the wild life in more ways than one. See, you might think you can only be a bitch if you're weak...but when you're as strong as we are, even a nice strong Pokémon can be a bitch. Especially if he wants to be...in our world, you can always find someone who can overpower you."

"But since you're so insistent on bitches being weak, maybe we'll keep you that way," Kaiz hissed. "Maybe it's just projection from you...wouldn't be the first time."

Jay screwed his eyes shut, trying to ignore what the two Pokémon were saying. They were just trying to goad him, get to him...but there was no ignoring that hot tongue on his sheath, licking along his fur before dipping inside the tight passage, before diving down to slurp over his hidden testes. He let out a loud gasp as pleasure raced through him, incredibly powerful and potent, beyond his expectations. Whatever his attitude towards sex, his body and brain were responding quite robustly. Much as he wanted to fight it, his squirming was dying down, his body too worn out to keep struggling...his panting grew as his dick started to emerge from his sheath, swelling to full size rather quickly as it was bathed in hot wetness from Daran's mouth.

"Heh, not that much to work with, is there?" Kaiz said tauntingly as he caught sight of the shaft. "Why don't we show you what a real mon's packing?"

Daran smirked; he knew what was coming, and latched down on the Pikachu dick quickly enough before Furik slammed himself home inside Jay. The trapped mouse let out a powerful squeal as his orgasm struck like lightning, ripping through him wildly and pumping sparking cum out of his balls at top speed. The Charmander didn't hesitate for a moment, sucking and swallowing every drop without practiced ease, enjoying the buzz in his mouth and throat and the taste of the Pikachu, which was considerably less harsh and masculine than his masters.

Furik didn't ease up on Jay for a second, holding him hard and fast as he bucked inside the super tight hole as hard as he could. It felt fantastic, just as good as nailing Daran, except the Pikachu was even easier to hold and pin against his body. His insides were less hot, softer, and easily pushed aside by his dick, tensing and rubbing against his intruding shaft and ramping up his own pleasure. He'd also noticed that Jay had completely stopped fighting him, his movements now were merely reflexive responses to the sensations he was feeling. He really had given in just as quickly as Daran...but Daran had given himself willingly, not fought them like Jay had.

Jay's mind was entirely overwhelmed. The pleasure from the rough cock grating against his inner walls was mind-blowing, nothing he could have expected - not just from the lack of his body's experience, or his mind's experience with the sensitivity of a type-weak Pokémon, but the lack of sexual contact for so long that it had basically forgotten what it was like and how to respond. His body and brain were readily taking it in, turning on the dormant triggers fueling his sex drive and imprinting the experience on him...and he was so overloaded he scarcely had awareness of it.

Daran remained engaged with Jay's sparking cock, but he could hear Kaiz stepping up behind him. His hands moved from the now-compliant Pikachu legs to the ground, as he felt paws grip his own legs and lift them up. That thick, spiny pole was rubbing against him, making him shiver with want. In fact, Daran was the only one not sporting an erection...but that wasn't an accident. His paws gripped the grass as he felt the Sandslash's cocktip press against his slit, teasing it for a few seconds before driving in roughly. His heart raced as he fought to hold back his orgasm, mind almost going into overload himself as pleasure rampaged through him.

This was something he'd trained himself for...learning how to present his slit and keep himself from everting so that it could be taken. It had occurred to him suddenly one day, and over time he'd found he was more and more capable of it...probably just among the changes his body had gone through to make it suitable for his masters. He'd left both Kaiz and Furik stunned when he finally laid back and begged them to use him there...now it was a regular part of their repertoire. About the only thing Daran couldn't do was last very long, thanks to the pleasure being simply too intense...but it was good enough to get his masters to cum fast, too.

Kaiz pulled back slightly and drove deeper into the Charmander's slit, jaw clenched as the hot, wet, wildly-tight passage twisted and clenched around him. One more pull and push, and he had himself fully embedded within that spot, stretching it far beyond its usual proportions. To think, he'd never even considered this before the day Daran had bared himself to them, presenting almost like a female...and taken each of them not just inside, but to the hilt. It felt even better than his ass, hotter and wetter and softer and tighter, in fact almost too good, they could never last long in there. But at the moment, lasting long wasn't an issue...he was going to have his turn with Jay soon, and he wanted to be sure he was ready the moment that ass was available.

And on the subject of Jay, the Pikachu had ceded entirely, mewling freely as he pushed into Furik's hammering staff. Not just not fighting it, but actively reveling in the unprecedented pleasure, his mind drinking it in greedily like it was slaking a thousand-year thirst. Which in a way, it was - as far as his body and brain were aware, he hadn't sated that natural urge in an eternity, and it was going into overdrive to ensure that he would be encouraged to partake. Like a lightning bolt, his second orgasm hit, spurting his cream into Daran's maw as he tried to convulsively discharge, though he had next to no electricity stored up and it only amounted to a tingle through Daran's body and a few more intense sparks from his cheeks.

The constricting around his cock caused Furik to be next, a grunting cry bursting from him as he slammed in and stained the Pikachu's insides with his gritty cum. Another sensation that would no doubt burrow into the rodent's brain, from the squeaky cries he was giving off as each pulse raked his innards. The other pair followed up shortly, almost in tandem - Daran was just a hair earlier, the heat of his first shot coating the Sandslash's cock and setting him off almost instantly, their fluids mingling in the Charmander's slit and leaking out slowly around the thick intrusion. As if Jay needed any more stimulation, Daran in his climax let out a slight jet of flame all over that cock as he was trying to swallow the last of his load, making the Pikachu gasp and cry out breathlessly one last time before slumping against Furik.

Kaiz was first to disengage from the group, his barbs scratching against the inside of Daran's slit and making the Charmander shiver in delight. Almost as soon as the Sandslash popped out, Daran's own cock made its first appearance, smeared with their shared seed and dripping rather profusely. With one last slurp, he pulled off of Jay's dick, leaving it squeaky-clean and still hard as could be. As he stood up, he grinned cheekily at the unfocused gaze of the Pikachu; for all his bluster about the Charmander being a bitch, he'd gotten WAY more zonked by his own bang. Maybe because he was so freshly transformed, he didn't have the advantage of being at least a little used to the body...or maybe because he hadn't been entirely willing, and thus there was a harder break. Daran didn't know, and didn't really care. "See, not so bad now, is it?"

"Nnnnuuuuhhh..." was the only response Jay seemed to be able to muster.

"Hee hee, I think you were a hit, Master Furik."

"And then some." The Marowak pulled out of Jay and released him from the hold, though still holding him up by and arm so that he didn't flop onto the ground. "Hm, he tried to discharge pretty hard...I've heard rumors that you can burn out an Electric type if you force them to discharge too much without them having anything to give. Maybe we should test that."

"I'm game if you are," snickered Kaiz. "But our pet was so nice to him to suck him off like that, I think he should return the favor."

"Just so long as I can hump his ass, sure."

"Easy enough," Daran agreed, spreading his legs and letting Furik step behind him, taking him in much the same hold as he had Jay - except, of course, Daran had no problem with being in it. As they started in on it, Kaiz took Jay and stepped him closer to that pair. His barbed shaft was rubbing against the rodent's rear, which was already dribbling out some dirty cum; truthfully, he didn't really care that much about that rumor, he just wanted to pound some Pika pucker.

As he got into position, he heard another moan from Jay. "Bitch got something to say?"

It wasn't exactly the clearest, but through the muddled tongue it was distinct enough. "More...please..."

"Hah, that's what I like to hear. You'll get plenty more, we'll have you nice and slutty by the time we're done with you. Now put that mouth to work pleasuring our good little pet." He half-shoved Jay forward, making the Pikachu almost faceplant into Daran's crotch. There was a moment of blankness before he began to lick at the cum-stained cock, moaning a bit as he did. The moan became a squeal as Kaiz entered harshly, once again blasting into that tight passage and setting off another violent orgasm that made Jay jerk and twist, trying to shoot again and failing to do so, both from his cock and his cheeks.

There was no let-up from the Sandslash, though, as he started to slam away into the prone Pikachu, humping harder and faster than Furik had. It pushed Jay further into Daran's groin, increasing the exposure to the Charmander's scent mingled with that of the Ground-types. His mouth opened almost involuntarily, allowing that spicy cock to sink in...and the moment the opening was offered. Furik made sure it was taken, driving hard into Daran and forcing Jay to take the lizard to the hilt, his nose bumping into that cum-smeared slit. With nothing else to really do, Jay started to suck and slurp over the cock as it seared his throat, eyes watering a bit from the heat but not in agony, not in the slightest.

Daran was in a nice little bit of ecstasy - it wasn't often that he got a blowjob, only from a couple of weaker mons in the desert back when he'd been there, when his masters had not only allowed it but encouraged it. Jay was more more active and tighter than those ones had been, though, and it felt crazy good. Especially with his Marowak master grinding his gritty cock into his tailhole, pummeling his prostate and driving him wild. By this point the pleasure didn't hit hard enough to elicit the instant climax that he'd gotten the first time and Jay was getting now, but the upside of that was that he could last much longer even under the powerful sensitivity that the type disadvantage gave him, and be an active participant in the sex for a much longer time. And with the endurance his masters had, that was definitely a good thing. He rocked back and forth into the two Pokémon at his opposite ends, trying to match his masters when they drilled in.

Jay was in a lustful heaven from which there seemed to be no escape, not that he desired it at this point. He was tensing down on that barbed cock that was spearing his ass, the scratches making him jerk and buck and squirm - his ass felt like it was almost on fire from the friction that was rubbing within him, and he was doing all he could to get more of it. His eyes were lidded in mindless pleasure as he slurped over Daran, reveling in the shared taste of the Sandslash and the Charmander, a taste that was utterly unfamiliar and yet lit up his brain like no flavor ever had in his entire life. The more he wallowed in the erotic bliss, the more firmly ingrained the submissive mindset became, the more right it felt to let his body by pierced by big cocks. His body had no sparks left to give, but he was still trying to discharge automatically, and the pleasure just kept getting better as he did.

It didn't take especially long for the quartet to start losing its steady rhythm. The two Ground-types continued to rut their bitches, saturating their innards with precum as they prepared for the finale. And the two slutty subs were doing all they could to get them off, tensing and twisting to stimulate their shafts enough to receive their prize. Jay had taken hold of Daran's hips and was sucking hard, and trying to slip his tongue into that oozing slit to capture more of Kaiz's seed; it was perhaps good that his conscious mind had taken a back seat, as his instincts were doing a much better job keeping up with the sexual demand. But even that was overridden by the powerful orgasm that ripped through him, making him convulse and spurt a weak load onto the ground. Daran had been trying to brace himself for the jolt that would come, but there was no jolt - the Pikachu's body utterly expent of electricity, he wasn't even giving a slight buzz, and being forced into action was indeed having a detrimental effect on him, damaging his ability to store and release...but as it did so, it also amped up the pleasure of his climax.

Even without the jolt, Daran had been very close to cumming, and since Jay wasn't upping the ante, Furik did, suddenly slamming in with a feral vigor that he rarely displayed. Moments later the Charmander let out a heavenly cry and wisp of flame as he too hit his release, gushing a robust load of spicy lava into Jay's mouth. If his cock had been hot, the seed was practically molten, yet Jay didn't even hesitate as he swallowed every drop that was offered to him. All he needed was for the other end to be fed, and soon enough he got that wish granted too, as Kaiz and Furik both came hard, pumping their respective bitches full of their grainy cream and leaving a nice thick weight inside them - Jay's second, he could swear he could still feel the first and he didn't want either to leave him.

"Phew...they're gonna make us work to keep up with them, aren't they?" Kaiz was panting a bit more than usual as he pulled out of Jay, leaving a nice trail of his seed around the Pikachu's ass and taint. "I might need a bit of a break, even. Didn't think that would happen."

"We'll just need extra practice to keep up," snickered Furik. "But I know how we can get a bit of down time and a nice assist in preparing for the next one." He pulled out of Daran and released the Charmander, patting him on the head. "You've been a fantastic pet for us, and I think you deserve a nice reward...why don't you take him?"

Daran's eyes lit up - he'd not had this before! "You mean it, master?"

"Of course! You've shown you're stronger than him, and you've been such a dutiful servant to us, you should have the chance to play a more dominant role with someone so worthy of submitting to you."

"I'll do you proud, sirs." With an eager nod, Daran turned towards the panting, prone Pikachu. He definitely felt an urge towards Jay that he didn't feel towards most others...his attitude had always been grating, he hadn't really been pleasant towards anyone, and there was definitely a desire to put him in his place and show him that he wasn't all that. He wasn't sure it would have come out this strong if he hadn't had his masters' blessing, but since he did, there was nothing reining it in.

He rolled Jay onto his back with a foot, grinning down at the faraway gaze in the rodent's eyes. "Starting to understand why I love it so much? Isn't this a lot better than having nothing? Just that void in your brain where you're supposed to have something really basic?"

"Ahh...ngh...yeah..." Daran was almost surprised to hear a coherent word coming out of Jay. Though, really, not that much of one.??

Kneeling down over Jay, Daran took hold of him in a sort-of pin, not extremely strong as it was mostly for show but enough that he was unquestionably imposing on the Pikachu. "Yeah, I think so too. Who knows? Maybe you'll love it so much you'll want to stay this way..." He licked the rodent's nose, making Jay shudder, and got into position to push in. "Not just as a Pokémon...but totally weak, submissive, helpless...is that what you want?"

"Nghaaaa..." Not exactly a clear affirmation or rejection, but Daran didn't really care - whatever Jay really wanted, he would get it. He struck then, lancing the Pikachu and getting another weak cry out of him, the rodent arching his back into him. He murred a bit at feeling that tight rear clenching around him - the first time he'd ever claimed a male in his Pokémon form, and he could see why everyone loved it so much, though he had the added bonus of his cock being bathed in the gritty fluids of his masters, amping up the friction on his sensitive cock. That was going to help it leave more impact on Jay, too - he didn't have the type advantage and size to induce one of those instant orgasms like his masters had, but he could definitely work it out of Jay.

As Daran started to thrust, Jay moved to cling to him however he could, legs clenching to that hot reptilian body as he moved into the insertion, squirming as he felt another new sexual experience with that fiery shaft pumping in and out. It was so hot, but in such a good way, the burn bringing pure pleasure rather than any discomfort. Even if it was less intense, that just meant his brain could keep up with the enjoyment this time, and it was no less greedy for the extra sexual sensation. He couldn't keep from mewling out as the strong Charmander above him had his way with him, almost melting into the gentler, more muted, but no less determined dominance of Daran.

Daran's style was definitely different - never could he, or would he want to, escape the submission to his wonderful masters, and subconsciously he didn't really wish to appear to be challenging their level. So he was not as imposing a presence on the Pikachu, treating the encounter as more of a treat than a right, being more deliberate and adding in the few little touches that came naturally to him. A brief bite hold to Jay's shoulder, or a lick or nibble on those now-impotent cheeks, or a light jet of fire into the Pikachu's mouth when Jay was totally unprepared for it...it was dragging Jay into a different layer of delirium, instead of everything being overwhelming it was instead just a wash of pleasure that suddenly spiked into another level. Throughout it all that scratching in his rear never ended, the grainy seed from the other two a constant presence that was continually being smeared through him, adding a second type of heat to the fiery shaft and making him feel like he might be on fire himself, and he welcomed the idea wholeheartedly if it felt this good.

The show was definitely having the intended effect on Kaiz and Furik, perhaps more than they would have anticipated. "Holy shit, those are some damn MOVES our alpha bitch has," remarked the Sandslash as he toyed with his own cock, doing his best to keep it stiff while it recharged. "Mrrr, maybe he can teach us a couple more things."

"We hit the fucking jackpot with this one," agreed the Marowak, who was grinding a bit against his bone. "I'm so glad we got more than just a toy. Willing and eager Pokémon sluts are so hard to find."

"Heh, sounds like there's a good source of them now..."

"Until they fix that oversight, anyway. But maybe we can find a way to convince them to change humans into totally subby Pokémon...they'd be ever so much more popular if they did."

Daran and Jay weren't picking up anything that the two were saying, still lost in their own copulation. Daran was laying on the little touches more frequently as he sped up, his cock starting to heat up and throb more, his precum mixing with the seed of his masters and spreading it deeper inside Jay. He wasn't going to last much longer, not with this fresh and novel stimulation on him, and Jay's clenching and squirming around him wasn't making it any easier to hold back. His flames brushed over the Pikachu's neck and face here and there, his fangs would graze those cheeks and tug slightly before letting go, and his arms went from a pin to a hold, wrapping under Jay and freeing the rodent's arms to cling to him more tightly. For Jay, it was all as good as ever, and despite his body being weary and entirely devoid of cum to release, he was on the verge of another powerful climax, and doing everything possible to let Daran bring him there, tightening down and twisting around to make sure that cock could strike his prostate with extra vigor. The need to have that height of pleasure was almost a craving now, shunting most other thoughts out of his mind.

They both hit at roughly the same moment, both letting out glorious cries of bliss as their copulation hit its culmination. Blazing hot seed surged into Jay, spreading both heat and friction more rapidly within his depths as it dragged the Ground-types' fluids with it. Daran ground against that tight hole as it clung to him, spasming around his cock and milking him of everything he could give. Once again Jay's body attempted to discharge, the Pikachu incapable of reining in that instinct as it once again found nothing to release and once again strained beyond its healthy limits, sending another uptick of euphoria through his body as he gave in so thoroughly. Naught but a little dribble droplet seeped from the tip of his cock, all the more that he'd been able to build up from the slightly slower round.

Finally, they flopped together on the ground, panting hard. Daran sluggishly pulled out, leaving a slight smear around the Pikachu's well-used hole to join that of his masters. "Wow...that...was great..."

"Now you know why we like it so much, don't you?" Kaiz's voice was almost startlingly close by - they weren't wasting time getting back into the action. "Keep being a good bitch for us, and you'll get to indulge more...an alpha bitch gets some perks that others don't."

"Thank you, Master Kaiz! I'll be sure to do everything right to earn ALL my rewards..." Daran leaned over onto all fours, beckoning to the Sandslash. "Including the reward of your wonderful cock in my rear."

"Heh, don't have to work hard to get THAT one..." Kaiz took hold of the Charmander's tail and sank in again, while Furik had already started doing similar to Jay. This was only going to be the start of the fun they had, and having two willing and eager subs at their beck and call would ensure that they wouldn't be missing the harshness of the desert any time soon. And who knew? Perhaps there were others who needed that void in their lives filled...though, maybe they wouldn't be the only ones to provide the filling.

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"You're kidding me."

"I wish I was," sighed Parker, as Steven slumped his head into his hands on the desk. "Same backlash, same physical block. And more extreme physical changes, too...he's not like Daran, he's basically fallen into a Level 0 Lockdown state. Physically, he's weakened, become pretty scrawny, and seems to have lost the capacity for breaking out of it. I suppose it's a bit more than you probably need to hear, but he's got a...probably 50% reduction in genital size, too. And he's under complete circuit burnout, unable to store or discharge electricity. I said we could fix that, but he declined...he seems a touch more embarrassed about it all than Daran, but that doesn't appear to have changed the circumstances any."

"Son of a bitch. And you say it's the same ones that had Daran?"

"Yeah...I can try to get someone here to drive them away from the lab."

"Don't. If we do that, we almost certainly lose track of Daran and Jay, and we need to keep doing research on their states...especially since they're distinct, we need to see what's different between them."

Parker nodded. "All right...but then what should we do? We can't let them turn all our subjects into their own personal harem."

"No, we can't," Steven agreed. "Warn the others about them, make sure they're aware of them and not to antagonize Daran or Jay, since that's what Jay said set them off on him. Maybe the two of them can keep them occupied enough...just do what you can to monitor the situation and try to keep them from roping in more. In the meantime...Pokémon already know about the transformations, and soon they're going to know exactly what they can do to a transformed human. I'm calling Dr. Yesnik."

Parker's eyes widened. "You...you are?"

"Yes, I am. Fuck the protocols, we're getting a damn sex drive into these templates before it kills us."