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Not Really A Typical Match

Featuring EyeOfHorus789 and Fyacin_Tia

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By Draconicon

Yana was in the middle of watering their plants when there was a sudden thump at the far end of the greenhouse. They almost jumped out of their skin at the loud noise, whipping around and almost knocking over one of the plant stands. The draxolotl panted, holding a hand to their chest.

"What in the - Fy? What the heck?"

"My life is over," the lion said, his mane bedraggled, his eyes downcast, even his clothes - oddly looking more like some sort of jogger outfit and a baseball cap than any of his fancy things - looking like they were dirtied and besmirched with depression. "I can never show my face again."

"...That seems like a bit of an exaggeration. What's wrong?"

"The tournament."

"Oh. You've been using master's portals again?"

There were portals to every kind of world in the master's skyscraper. Usually, they went along together as a sort of 'field trip,' seeing different things together and having these jaunts as a sort of way to vacation from the real world, but they were still allowed to go through them on their own. Most of them didn't, but Fyacin? Well, the lion was more than willing to go out and mess with the different worlds of the multiverse.

Before they could ask which one he had been going to, he flopped onto one of the tables with his usual melodrama, and they had to jump to get the planters out of the way in time. The draxolotl shook their head.

"Watch where you fall, please?"

"Why should I? I'm a filthy failure. I cannot raise a Pokémon to save my life."

"Oh. That kind of tournament. Well, um...you're good at, um, grinding..."

"Yes, but only when there's a cock available, apparently." He rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling. "Woe is me, oh woe is to my alluring nature. They do not train to battle, but to fuck! If only I was ugly."

The draxolotl didn't say anything. Truth be told, they weren't sure what they could say to something like this. The lion often had these little moments, but they were only moments. They took a step back from the table, cautiously shifting their planters away from where Fyacin might roll over or slap them, and they were...

Well, they were debating going to the music room in another part of the skyscraper, in all honesty. For all that they felt for the mewling feline, they knew that it was going to flip to something vaguely manic again soon. More than likely -

"Ah, but if someone would just help me, I would no longer be the lion of melancholy, that legendary creature who swoons in sadness. Ah, but give me a cigarette to smoke and a sepia screen, and I would grace the screens of French cinema like no other. Rueful, but beautiful."

"..."

They knew that they were going to regret this, but at the same time, they couldn't just leave him behind. They were part of the same harem, and good friends. Admittedly, the kind of friends where one of them got zonked out regularly, but still friends. The draxolotl sighed, rubbing their forehead before looking back at him.

"...How can I help?" they asked.

"Oh, really? I'm so glad you asked."

And as if he hadn't been moping at all, the lion flipped up, swinging his legs over the side of the table -

CRASH!

And knocking over a planter pot, shattering it into a hundred little pieces. It had been empty, thankfully, but Yana still slowly looked up from the mess to give the lion a glare and a half.

"You're going to fix that."

"Oh, I'll pay for it from the winnings."

"...I thought you said that -"

"Oh, water under the bridge. I have a solution, but I do need a volunteer, and since you already said that you'd be willing to help..."

He was grinning. Oh, he was grinning, and he was grinning manically. That was not something that they wanted to see, but they were already stuck. That, and they were pretty sure that they weren't going to be able to outrun the lion to get to the door.

Plus...well, they were helpful. They wanted to make things better, and if the hope for help alone had done this much, maybe there was a little bit more that they could do.

Yana rubbed their arm, sighing under their breath. How did they keep getting into these situations?

"Okay...what kind of help do you need?"

"Oh, just a Pokémon that will listen to me."

"Um, not to be, well, a pain, but I don't really have any. You're the only one that went there, I think. Well, if we're not counting Engy -"

"Nah. He just went off to be a Pokémon for a while, not a trainer."

"Then I don't think I can help."

The slight relief of believing that they were off the hook was dashed the second that Fyacin reached down to his belt and pulled something familiar free. It looked like a pokéball, except that it was the wrong color. It was a blackened shape, one that had a red band around the middle rather than a white or gray one, and the little bubble at the front - the beam emitter for calling a Pokémon back - had a different shade to it, too. It looked like a swirling, purple spiral, instead.

"Uh...what's that?" they asked, taking a step back.

"It's a hypno-ball. Engy made it."

"Oh god..."

"It'll be perfect. You just let me catch you -"

"Fy -"

"And then you fight -"

"Fy, please."

"And then we get to go home and have a perfect celebratory orgy. After I get the winnings and buy myself something proper, of course. This is just a dreadful outfit for someone as wonderful as me."

"FY!"

They had to shout to get the lion's attention, and they had to do it loudly and forcefully enough that the lion's mane ruffled from it. They blushed immediately after, covering their lavender cheeks.

"...You didn't have to shout," Fyacin said, primping and preening for a moment. "I'm not deaf, you know."

"No, sorry. But...I'm not a Pokémon."

"So?"

"...So you can't catch me."

"Heh, you wanna bet?"

"...Engy made it so you could catch more than Pokémon, didn't he?"

"Hehehe, yep."

"..."

"Come on. It'll be fun."

"Fy, I mean...I don't know. I wanted to start working on that album, and then maybe get another greenhouse going, and -"

"I can let you have time with a feral Arcaniiiiiiiine."

"..."

Yana hated how quickly their cheeks burst into flame with that offer, rubbing their face and grumbling under their breath. The way that Fyacin grinned only made it worse, since they knew that he knew that he had already won.

The draxolotl felt little happy shivers running down their spine at the idea of a big, feral Arcanine mounting them. It wasn't the first time that the idea had been brought around, and they knew that they would definitely get a lot out of it. Even more, if that hypno-ball actually did what Fyacin said. They would be controlled, probably zonked out, pushed to be something that they weren't willing to be when they were entirely 'sober'...

It was the perfect fantasy for someone like them, who didn't really like the idea of giving in all the time, who didn't have the confidence to just act things out, who liked the peace of an empty, happy mind.

Bubbly.

Soft.

Empty.

They shook their head, groaning under their breath as they realized what their mind was doing. They looked back at the lion, who was slowly spinning that ball on the tip of his finger.

"So, is that a yes? You'll help me?" Fyacin asked.

"...You're playing dirty," they whimpered.

"Heh, but you like it, don't you, dirty girl?"

"Dirty Yana, please," they grumbled.

"Alright. Dirty little Yana, so eager to get their butt fucked, their cock sucked, their mind drained..."

That was not helping. Not helping at all. Their sweat pants were already rising in the front, and they were feeling the little tingles of need in the back. They covered their face, shivering worse and worse as their tail went up as if by instinct.

"Cheaaaating!"

"You love it."

"Ugh. UGH!"

"Heh, is that a yes?"

"That's a screw you...but..."

"Yeeeeeees?" the lion asked, tilting his head to the side with a silly, shit-eating grin.

"Fine."

"Yes! Oh, but first, get naked."

"..."

"Pokémon don't wear clothes, and neither will you."

"...Oh, god..."

They were all too aware of just how embarrassing this was going to get, but that wasn't making them want to change their minds at all. If anything, it was only pushing them further. The fact that they would be pushed into this, held submissive to the lion, made to obey whether they wanted to or not -

Oh, we'll want to. That ball will do that, knowing Engy...

Yana shivered, their cheeks burning hotter than ever, to the point where it stung their fingers a bit. Their cock was fully up, throbbing and twitching, and their pussy...oh fuck, that was wet. Wet, wet, wet. And it felt like all of their willpower was draining down their legs the more that they juiced down there.

The draxolotl pulled off their shirt, dragging the dirt-caked t-shirt over their head. Their breasts hadn't been covered up, no bra needed for something relatively modest. B cups, but barely that at the moment. They didn't quite feel embarrassed showing those off in front of the lion, considering the number of times that they already had.

They took a step back, shuffling out of their sweats and panties at the same time. The latter had already been rather well-stretched in the past, but it was still tight considering, well, just what it had to cover.

As they dropped their clothes to their ankles, wiping the bits of dirt off their bare feet on the sweats, they stood there naked. A fluffy, slightly finned tail drew the eye to their hips, a little thicker than they'd like, but far from the thickest that they'd been. Their pussy continued to drool down their thighs, their cock throbbing up and slapping their belly. They were still on a bit of a dick-focused thing, having taken a number of potions to enhance it, and those were still working their way out of their system.

Being a draxolotl, their body had all the magic of a dragon and all the resilience of an axolotl. It meant that everything that could affect them did so at a massively higher rate than the average subject, but it meant that they could always bounce back from it. Potions had a two-to-four times effectiveness rating against their body, making them surge, grow, shrink, or whatever far more than the average person, but they only lasted for a third of the time.

It was...well, it made little 'experiments' far more interesting.

They shifted from one foot to the other as Fyacin eyed them up and down, the lion no longer moping. They were starting to wonder if the whole mope had been something of an act.

Probably not. He really feels that stuff strongly, but he's not above using it for manipulation...

"Alright, then. Let's see how this works."

Fyacin tossed the ball up and down a few times, then finally threw it. Yana forced themselves to stay still, to allow it to hit them right in the chest -

Whoom-whoom.

The familiar sound effect of a pokéball filled their ears, but it was the sudden black light that shimmered that grabbed their attention. They blinked, only to be swallowed up in the darkness, sucked into the ball without the slightest warning.

They collapsed into something like goo, except the goo was light. They were puddled, molded, shrunk, pushed, collapsed into something smaller, denser before they were pulled into the pokéball. It was a tight, weird feeling, one that they didn't quite know how to deal with, but they had to figure it out.

Click. The ball shut around them, and suddenly, they felt something...something else.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Buzz.

With each little buzzing vibration, it was like the pleasure center of their brain was being directly stimulated. They moaned, shivering, bubbling in the ball, feeling their entire being getting stimulated. It was like someone had attached little electric stim balls to their entire body and was testing it to see where to get the best reaction.

If Yana had still had a mouth, they would have been drooling. Buzz went the ball, and their entire body squirmed, pushed right to the edge of a full-blown mental orgasm.

You will obey, the ball pushed at their mind.

_Obedience feels good.

Obedience feels right.

Obedience feels good._

Obedience feels right.

Yana shivered, thinking the words along with the voice that was entering their head. The first repetition was rewarded with a stronger buzz, and they felt like they were being turned into a puddle of bliss-goo. They rolled around in the ball, feeling like they were just drooling out all thought, even as the voice continued.

_It feels good to obey.

It feels good to do what you're told.

It feels good to give in to your instincts.

All Pokémon want to obey.

All Pokémon want to obey their instincts.

All Pokémon want to obey their instincts.

All Pokémon want to obey._

All Pokémon want to obey. That stuck out, and they latched onto it. They repeated it, again and again and again, and as it slipped into their mind, so did the pleasure.

Yana didn't know how long they were kept in the ball, but when they were let out, the world felt different. They came out with a thud, and they should have lost their balance, but instead, they landed firmly on a hard stage. They looked around, seeing people, lights, shining flashes.

"Go, Yana!"

That was Trainer-Master-Fyacin. They had to obey.

"Strike a pose, let them see our beauty!"

The Trainer-Master commanded, and they were more than happy to obey. Yana spun on their heel, striking a pose with one hand behind their head and the other under their chin. They stood with their hips pushed out, their chest thrust forward, offering their femininity at the expense of their cock, turning about for all to see.

Where were they?

Who were all the people?

What was going on?

They only had the answer to the last one. They were called out for a Pokémon match, and that was all.

"Are you ready, Yana?"

"Yana-na!" they said, unable to speak with words.

"Great!"

Across the ring was some other trainer, someone that was shadowed in the background. Yana couldn't see them, but they could see the smirk on the other trainer's face. Programmed loyalty burst forward, and the draxolotl growled deep in their throat, showing off claws and teeth as they waited.

"This slut is your latest capture? Fyacin, you disappoint me," a voice dripping with femininity called from the shadows.

"Yana's ready to whup you. Today, I go home with the prize."

"We'll see about that."

A pokéball flew out of the darkness, landing a few feet away from the draxolotl. It bounced, then burst with white light. Yana waited, wondering what their foe would -

Then a wave of scent, pheromones, thick and heavy hit their nose. The draxolotl's cock jerked up almost immediately, balls pumping and churning as pre-cum started flowing at speed. They moaned, rolling their head to the side, nipples firming up and going hard.

"Yana! Focus!" Trainer-Master-Fyacin said.

They tried, but the scent was so strong, so powerful, so...so sexual, and it was already making it impossible for them to think of anything but their dick.

Fuck fight? the dulled draxolotl brain wondered.

If it was, it was going to be impossible for them to do it with ease. They needed to do this...do this...

The light faded, and their opponent appeared. It was a Salazzle, though a much bigger one than the average. Rather than being just below four feet tall, this one was just under six feet, and it had a few more curves than the average one. Yana shivered, particularly as the Pokémon fanned its tail, sending more pheromones their way.

Their body was helpless to the waves of pheromones, making them moan, making them tremble, dribble, shiver. Both holes were clenching and puckering already, the pheromones affecting their enhanced male bits even more, making them throb and twitch, making them send all sorts of overwhelming needs to her mind.

Submit.

Give in.

Serve.

Obey your instincts.

The conditioning of the hypno-ball was biting them in the ass now, making them want to fall over almost immediately. They panted as the Salazzle sauntered up to them. Had a command been given already? Had the Salazzle been told to do something that they hadn't heard? Yana tried to raise her fists again, ready to fight, but -

"Sala..."

The soft voice of the Salazzle was like a mist pouring through their ears, making them shiver as their mind fogged further and further with each breath. That long tail swept along their legs, rubbing, brushing, stroking. Why fight? Why fight against something so soft, so beautiful, so sexy?

Yana moaned, whimpering.

"Y-ya-aaaaa..."

"Sa...Salaaaaa."

The soft voice of the Pokémon was drawing them down, and they didn't even know what the other Pokémon was saying. All they knew was that it was soothing and easy to listen to, and they focused on that, breathing...softening...

Falling...

They fell to their knees, their eyes fogged over as they looked up at the Pokémon female. She was so big, so powerful, so in charge. She spread her legs, the pheromones coming out even stronger, and Yana moaned, spreading their own legs.

That tail came up -

"Naaaaaaaa!"

And Yana moaned for the heavens as it penetrated them just behind their balls, lifting them up by the pussy. They squirmed and spasmed and moaned, grinding down on the tail even as the Salazzle rubbed their face, stroking their cheeks, encouraging them to just enjoy and submit and fall further.

They were happy to do it, breathing in the thick pheromones, allowing that scent to take over, to tell their mind what they needed to do. Their cock was there to breed, to give the Salazzle what it wanted. Their pussy was there for that tail, to pleasure others as the superior Pokémon ordered. They were there as a...a...

"Yana...don't....don't give..."

"Heh, that one's already gone," the feminine voice from earlier said. "It had no chance against Salazzle's charming nature."

"Nnngh. I have to -"

"And neither do you, little lion. Take a breath yourself."

They heard their Trainer-Master taking a breath behind them, then a gasp. They didn't have to look back to know that their Trainer-Master had been grabbed, the same as them, and they didn't really mind.

They were here to fulfill their purpose, after all, following their instincts.

Obedience felt good.

Obedience felt right.

Yana moaned, their cock throbbing upwards, begging for attention, and their pussy clenched hard around the tail inside. The urge to obey, the urge to follow orders, was only getting stronger.

"Come here, lion."

The other trainer called their Trainer-Master forward, and Trainer-Master-Fyacin stumbled forward until he was kneeling beside them. The lion groaned, his shorts tented hard by the Salazzle's scent.

For a split second, Yana wanted to tend to that, to give her Trainer-Master some relief. Then they were brought to pay attention to the Salazzle again with a gentle head pet. They moaned, tilting their head to look up adoringly at the new mistress.

There was an unspoken thing there, something that made them feel right. Yana was in the place that they deserved to have, a good slut to a good mistress. They nodded, powering their head -

"Mmmph..."

Then the Salazzle lifted them up again with that tail, pulling them upright. The Salazzle used a foot to push the lion over, leaving him on his back. Yana watched, mind too blank to help as the opposing female sat down on the lion's face, grinding her pussy right over the Trainer-Master's lips.

It didn't take long for Fyacin's cock to start popping up even more obviously, oozing pre-cum into his pants and staining the light fabric dark. It started hugging his cock, making it look bigger, nicer. Yana's hunger for service rose, but the thick smell of the Salazzle's pheromones was making it hard for them to want to give that service to their Trainer-Master. If anything, they wanted to serve the Pokémon in front of them instead.

But the Trainer-Master was already sucking on that pussy. What could they do?

The Salazzle looked at them, and Yana understood. They went down to all fours, their rump pushed back, and it didn't take long for that tail to find a way in. They moaned as they felt it sliding past their feminine parts, filling them up, making them squelch.

With each thrust, their cock started to shrink down, and they realized in the back of their mind, they were slowly losing the effects of the potions that they had been drinking. All that enhancement was fading away, leaving them with a more normal cock size, yet the feeling of having their pussy pumped at the same time made it feel almost like the Salazzle was taking their manhood away, their maleness being given in tribute, almost.

Not all of it, of course. There was no magic to take it all away, but it did leave them with something throbbing that was closer to five inches down there, rather than the foot-long length that they had been sporting moments ago. They shivered, arching their back, panting as that tail curved, as it slid in and out, as it teased their depths and then curled backwards.

"Ya...ya...ya..."

And they still couldn't speak save by repeating their own name. They shivered, biting their lips, feeling that tail doubling back. The sudden extra stretch almost pushed them over the edge, and they moaned out loud. Their cock throbbed, spitting pre-cum against their belly, and their balls churned hard.

"Sala...zzzzle..."

There wasn't a meaning there that Yana entirely understood, but they understood the feeling of a tap on their hip. Roll over. They did, their balls almost covering their pussy in the process as they laid there, their legs spread.

They could finally see what was going on with the Trainer-Master, and could see that Fyacin had cum in his pants, his body completely limp save for that throbbing cock. The Trainer-Master was zonked as badly as they were, and they blushed a bit as they watched the Salazzle shift her position. They moved forward, sliding that tail free, moving to lay over the draxolotl.

Hissing, the Salazzle used its tail to pull the Trainer-Master forward, holding him against her ass, making him keep eating her out, but over the other hole. The rest of her tail, however, was held just close enough to be useful.

Yana looked down, spreading their legs further, expecting to be tail-fucked further. Instead, the Salazzle reached down, taking Yana's own tail, and grinned as they slowly brought it up.

Oh...my...

There was no escape, no desire to escape. All they could do was lie there, their eyes wide open, their legs wide apart. They moaned as that thick thing slowly pressed into their ass, the feeling of their own tail sliding in both humiliating and arousing. They arched their back, and then arched it further as the Salazzle's tail slid into their pussy.

They were going to be going at this for a long time, they realized, and the flashes of cameras from the crowd were as hypnotic as they were embarrassing.

"I can't believe I lost," Fyacin muttered as they stepped through the portal.

"I can."

"Hmmph. I should have picked Engy for the hypno-ball."

"Oh, you would have lost with him, too," Yana said, rubbing their head as the last of the various commands and pheromones started to fade. "That thing had a bug."

"It was flawless. Like me."

They arched an eyebrow, and the lion eventually chuckled.

"Okay, not like me. What was the bug?"

"It told me to obey my instincts."

"So - oh. Right. Salazzle pheromones, male instincts..."

"Mmm-hmm."

"Yeaaaaah, that's a bug."

They chuckled, rubbing some residual bits of seed and fem-cum off their thighs as they shook their head.

"All in all, though, it was pretty fun."

"Even if you got most of the fun. God...my jaw hurts."

"Usually you say that after master grows a little to challenge you."

"At least he cums eventually. I swear, that Salazzle was half-numb down there."

"Or you're not as good as you think you are," they said, chuckling as they walked from the portal to the elevator. "Come on, let's see how the others are doing. And get a shower. I want to clean all that off."

"Yeah, yeah..."

The elevator - monster-vator, rather - moved as soon as they tossed the super-bouncy-ball up the shaft, and Yana leaned back against the rear of the elevator. As much as they had enjoyed getting fucked, teased, controlled, and exposed, it was good to have a cut-off point to it. They were back home, and now, they could get back to the rest of their lives.

The monster-vator opened on the private floor that the harem shared with each other, and as soon as it did, they were greeted with the sight of all the rest of the harem - minus Veronica and their master - staring at a screen on the wall. It was replaying everything that Yana and Fyacin had just gone through, including that moment when the Salazzle had pinned the draxolotl on their back and face-fucked the lion with her tail like a strap-on, forcing Fyacin to just take it like a good little bitch.

"Hey, someone needs to get master; he's about to miss Yana sucking on the Salazzle's toes," Havok said.

"He'll be here. He's just getting popcorn," Gann said.

"You mean that salt-lick that he calls a treat? He's going to have a heart attack one of these days."

"Hush-hush, I wanna see if I can guess what the Salazzle's saying," Ailsa said, the stingray sitting up front with her eyes almost glued to the screen.

Yana and Fyacin blushed worse than they ever had in the arena. It was one thing to be exposed in the other world, but here, too? They weren't going to live this down anytime soon, and they knew it.

Ding.

They turned to the right, watching as the master stepped out of the elevator with a giant bowl of popcorn and a soda. The rest of the harem hadn't turned around, but the black dragon had seen them. His white eyes met theirs, only to wink and nod behind him, giving them a way out without being seen.

Yana and Fyacin had never moved so quickly in their lives.

The End

Summary: Fyacin and Yana, members of the great harem of the black dragon, head off to a Pokémon world for some silly shenanigans and get dommed by a Salazzle.

Tags: nonbinary/F, hypnosis, nonbinary/solo, vaginal, oral, cunnilingus, corruption, mind control, Pokémon, nudity, exhibitionism, embarrassment, orgasm, cum, anal, strap-on, tail sex, pokéball, Salazzle, pheromones, wet, horny, M/F/nonbinary, lion,