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Please do not read if you are under 18! The following contains mature content not suited for general audiences. You have been warned.

Espen runs into Levi at the campus hub, completely by chance. Totally.

TRIGGER WARNING! Contains: public play, humiliation, exhibitionism, hypnosis, Mistress/pet, memory play, identity loss (light), orgasm control, relationships, masturbation

Ezzy, Levi, etc. are characters made by me, based off of characters in the Pokémon universe owned by GameFreak and Nintendo. I do not claim rights to characters such as Espeon, Leafeon, etc.

By PseudonymousUmbreon. If you wish to use or reference my work and/or my characters, please contact me first.

*****

Sweet Dreams Are Made of Bliss

Coevolution Ch.7

The sun was incredibly oppressive for late November-yet another constant reminder of the rising global temperatures Levi preferred not to think about. His fur was matted by the time he'd reached the campus hub where he'd planned to have lunch, though ice cream was starting to sound better by the minute. Levi ventured inside and embraced the harsh blast of AC to his face. The ice cream line was already stretching to the door.

"Hey Vi, 'sup?" Jess, Levi's Gallade friend from eSports Club, was calling him over from toward the back of the line. "Want some ice cream?"

The Leafeon rushed over to his friend and hopped in line beside her. "Would I?" They laughed. "Why is it so hot?! It's November fuckin' 30th!"

"Hell if I know, but it's an excuse to eat ice cream. Ideally today," Jess added, indicating the stagnant speed of the line's progress.

Levi snorted. "Can't you use your psychic powers to make everyone get out of the way?" he asked, with jazz hands for added effect.

Jess stepped forward. "That's not how it works and you know it." Levi only laughed in response. "Oop, here comes your girlfriend." She pointed over his shoulder, where Espen was striding confidently toward the two of them.

"Whyyyyyyy hello there!" Espen started, pulling Levi in toward her with her arm. "How are you doing, dear boyfriend?"

Levi blushed. "I'm uh. Okay."

"Well, now we know who the top is," Jess said, rolling her eyes. "Get a room, you two." Despite her unapproving demeanor, she couldn't hide the smile on her face. "Go on. I'll hold your place." She winked at Espen.

"What are you planning, Ez?" Levi asked, darting his gaze from one to the other.

Ezzy giggled. "Spoilers, sweetheart. Just come with me," she said, leading Levi to a secluded corner of the lunchroom. "Jess will be getting food for you. Not that you'll be that worried about food."

"I-I'm sorry?" Levi stammered.

"You know sweets, while Umbre's powers may be connected to the moon, my powers are connected to the sun," Ezzy said, almost casually if not for the suggestive manner in which she said it. "It's a good thing this table obscures the view of your crotch, you're very horny right now, dear."

Instinctively, Levi moved his paws to cover the space between his legs-though the lack of any bulge seemed to indicate contrary to Espen's assertions. "N-no I'm not?"

Ezzy frowned. "Let's try this again." The gem on her forehead glowed, and instantly, Levi's vision was tinged with a vibrant magenta hue as his mind cleared of objections. "You're horny, pet."

Levi nodded. "I'm horny, Mistress." Levi of course knew this to be true-his cock was already begging for attention.

"That's a good pet. You're on edge. You're always on edge. You don't know what it's like to not be on edge." Mistress laid a paw on Levi's thigh, sending a wave of pleasure that cascaded up his spine and almost sent him over the edge. "Ah, ah, ah-no cumming, dear. You don't know how to."

Already, Levi was lost in the pleasure. Mistress had her ways of making him feel so good, even without cumming. Not that he could. Or even ever had.

"Now then. What's my name?" Mistress's gem glowed brighter, flooding Levi with pure bliss.

"Mmmmh... Mistress..." Levi mumbled. It was hard to even get the words out that Mistress asked of him, let alone the ones he dared believe existed outside of her will. "Y-your... name's... mmmh... Mistress!" He gasped, overcome by the pleasure of Mistress's name on his tongue.

Mistress brushed a mustard-toned leaf away from in front of Levi's face, guiding her paw up to the top of his head and scratching the spot behind his ear. Levi giggled at her touch. "You're such a good boy..." Mistress cooed. "Your name is?"

"Mmmh, silly Mistress..." How could she forget? Levi assumed a dopey smile. "Muhnames... uhm... L-Levi... 'course."

Laying a paw on his thigh, Mistress smirked. "Hm, you're wrong. You can forget you ever knew that name before, replace it with 'Pet,' that sounds correct." That magenta glow symbolizing how far gone he was strengthened, pushing away thoughts and memories he was no longer cognizant of.

Pet rest his head on Mistress's shoulder. "Pet... Muhnamespet..." He laughed, letting his paw tease his bulge. "Iluvyoo...Mishtresh..." he slurred.

"It's okay, my pet. Go ahead and sleep. You've earned it."

Pet's eyes closed, and the world was forgotten to him.

*****

Pet stood in a void of pitch black, a spotlight on him, and only him, hanging from the ceiling above... wherever that was. The room was completely barren, as was his body, and Pet moved to cover his privates with his paws and tail.

"Oh, come on, pet. Don't worry, it's just me here." Though the disembodied voice of his Mistress should have been terrifying, Pet found it comforting to know he was in her presence. Mistress would keep him safe, he was sure of it. "I wanted to try something new. Do you know where you are?"

Pet shook his head. "No Mistress."

"Well," Mistress began, as a mirror floated up to Pet from the void beyond. Inside was his reflection, with Mistress by his side, clutching him possessively. Pet looked to where he thought Mistress should be, but found nothing; he only felt her there and saw her tease his reflection as the sensations transferred onto him. "Simply put, you're dreaming. And because I'm a psychic type..." Mistress gave Pet's already hard cock a tight squeeze. "...that means I have full control over everything that happens here." She smirked. "Absolutely. Everything. And what's more, your actions here have no consequences on the real world. Which means I can do this!"

With that, the spotlight above affixed itself to a set of rafters that had materialized above Pet, and a set of curtains opened with a flourish, and he was on stage, in front of an audience comprised of anyone and everyone he had ever met. And he was naked.

"Don't be shy, my pet. None of it is real," Mistress's voice echoed around him as the audience whispered excitedly. "Masturbate for the audience. They've come to see you. Give them a show!"

Every part of Pet screamed for him to run, but Mistress's control forced him down on his knees, legs spread apart, tongue out, and furiously pumping his cock. Pet's mind, however, remained completely conscious, and he blushed hard, as the audience started laughing hysterically. Had he been in control of himself, he would have bolted immediately, hid behind the curtain, done anything to get out of the spotlight, but instead, he decided to try to enjoy it. None of this was real, right?

Right?

Doubts flooded Pet's mind as more spotlights switched on and the laughing grew ever louder, calling more attention to how goddamn stupid he was, panting heavily, drooling over his cock, already matted with sweat and precum. He wanted out, but this was so. Goddamn. Hot! He swallowed, trying to force himself to believe it wasn't real.

But at this point, even if it was real... he'd already lost his dignity, hadn't he?

What's a little more?

Unable to speak out loud, Pet opted to try and transmit his thoughts to his Mistress. Please, Mistress, please...

"Please, what?" She didn't yell her words, but Mistress's voice still somehow echoed over the crowd.

The barrier had broken. "Please!" Pet shouted. "I want to cum!"

Mistress chuckled. "You want to cum? In front of the audience?" The audience erupted into laughter that was somehow louder than before. "You admit that means you'll have no respect left?"

Pet hesitated. "B-but... I don't... I don't deserve that!"

Mistress joined the audience in their laughter now, a hearty guffaw that boomed above the crowd. "You don't deserve any respect! I like it. Very well. We'll count down from three. At zero, you may cum! Ready? With me, everyone!"

Together, the audience grew silent as a giant LED display shown behind them, with a giant number three.

"THREE!" The audience cheered in unison with Espen, the loudest. Pet started pumping faster in preparation.

"TWO!" The display changed in time. Pet almost had to stop himself from cumming early.

"ONE!" Almost there...

"ZERO!" The crowd cheered as thick ropes of semen sprayed across the stage. Exhausted, Pet's energy disappeared at once, and he fell out of consciousness as the crowd's cheers faded into nothing.

*****

"Hello, my sweets."

Levi opened his eyes. He was back in his dorm bedroom, on his bed, absolutely depleted. Espen was sitting next to him, stroking his headfur. From the doorway, Umbre looked on, smirking.

"M-Mis-" Levi stopped himself. "Ez? What time is it?"

Ezzy laughed. "Don't worry, only an hour's passed. After that rather, ahem, explosive, wet dream you had, Jess and I hurried you home quick. I guess my methods worked a bit too well."

Levi's stomach dropped. "Did anyone see?"

Ezzy shook her head. "Relax, dear. No one saw. Well, no one besides the Jess and I, and Umbre." She nodded towards his partner.

"I haveta say, Ez, I may have to compare notes with you," Umbre said. "That was more cum than I've ever gotten from him, I'm impressed." They winked at Levi. "You did wonderfully, pet."

Levi blushed. "Th-thank you Sir... And thank you, Miss. That was wonderful."

Espen leaned in for a kiss on the forehead. "Anytime, sweetheart. Anytime."