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There were male Gardevoirs. Matt had originally assumed they could only be female, so he had paid them pretty much no attention. He'd pulled together a team of entirely Psychic types, realizing early that he could, quite possibly, use them for his kinks. But only if they were up to it. Unfortunately, none of his pokemon had been, so far. They were either straight, not into humans, or not into hypnokinkery.

That didn't stop him though. He'd captured a variety of different Psychic pokemon, all of them with different preferences and kinks. And while he enjoyed his Alakazam dominating him, he still wanted to be hypnotized, or watch someone be, or something.

When he found out that there were male Gardevoir, he was somewhat excited. He knew there were some around his area, so he got his pokemon belt on and his jacket and headed out immediately.

He was a bit embarrassed by his ignorance in the subject, but in his defense he was more into the darker psychic types, like the aforementioned Alakazam. He'd focused more on catching those kinds, and the Ghost types as well, occasionally. He figured, if anyone was willing to fuck him up, it'd be them. He had not accounted for them being as diverse as humans.

It was late at night-he was actually about to get ready for bed, scrolling through social media like one does. But he couldn't sleep now that he had another, easy chance at having his ideals fulfilled. This had happened every time he'd gotten close to catching another psychic type. Excitement, followed by some disappointment much later. Right now was the excitement. To the point where he was, oh dear, straining in his pants.

He'd had to go deep into the forest, not hearing a lot of pokemon besides uninteresting ones out at night. It was easier to find some, but also riskier, as they got more powerful. But he was an experienced trainer, so he knew what to do and what not to.

He found his way to a clearing, hearing what he thought may have been what he was looking for. He didn't see much at first, but his eyes scanned the length of the area before he saw exactly what he wanted: a male Gardevoir picking flowers among the grass.

The human approached slowly, unhooking an empty ball from his belt and creeping up behind the Gardevoir. The pokemon suddenly stopped, and Matt froze, afraid of being caught.

Suddenly, a tight grip was around his mind, and his hand dropped the ball. He felt his muscles relax, and his knees shook before he fell onto them, swallowing as fear welled up inside.

The Gardevoir turned, looking the human up and down. _A trainer this deep in the forest? At this time of night? What are you doing here? _

"I-I... I..."

He floated closer, and the trainer felt something probing at his mind and thoughts. _No need to actually respond. I'll just look for it myself, since you're having trouble. _

The pokemon pat his head, and he felt all his previous thoughts bubble back up to the surface. Including-his cheeks reddened-the ones that had given him an erection, making his cock jerk in his pants.

Oh? The Gardevoir laughed, a hand coming up to look like he was suppressing a physical giggle. _I see. You want to be hypnotized, hm? You want to fulfill a fantasy of yours. _

He felt a jerk in his throat, and a "yes" escaped him. The psychic type looked mischievous, petting him like a puppy.

_Well then, why don't we do that? _

His pants felt much too tight, his cock leaking into them as the Gardevoir backed up. He felt his thoughts leave him, until he could only have a few glitter through his head and then immediately forgotten, like bubbles being popped.

His jaw fell open as he relaxed further, the Gardevoir's 'hand' coming down to his chin to close it. _Matt. What a nice name. Why don't you say it for me? _

"Matt."

Again .

"Matt."

Again .

He moaned. "Matt."

_Like a pokemon, you say your name over and over. You are like a pokemon, Matt. You say your name over and over. That is how you speak. _

"M... Matt. Matt? Matt..."

_Gooood boy. You like being a good boy for me, don't you Matt? You like being a good boy for your trainer. Don't you, Matt? _

"Matt!"

The actual pokemon chuckled, coming behind Matt and leaning down, close to his ear _. But why is a pokemon only on his knees? On his legs? He should be on all fours, like a good boy. _

It took him a bit to actually understand what he was saying, but after a few moments he took the hint and started to fall forward slowly, Gardevoir pushing him until he was on all fours.

"Matt..."

He heard some unzipping sounds, felt something come off, felt a breeze, but he was too out of it to register anything. He felt something else too, something that had a wet tip and felt thick at his asshole.

_Now continue to be a good Matt. And to be a good Matt, you're going to need to relax your hole. So you can get bred like the bitch you are. _

The human below moaned, drooling as he tried relaxing further, asshole winking around the cock prodding at his entrance. He felt a nice, happy feeling come from his trainer, and he smiled doubly as the Gardevoir started to press into him.

It was a thick cock, spreading him so nicely and wide that his own cock jerked below him. The Gardevoir himself was inexperienced (unlike Matt), so he was already close as he pushed half of his cock in. He stopped there, electing to shove Matt's head all the way to the ground before his hands came back to his hips.

_C-cum for me. _

Matt moaned, crying out his own name as he shot his seed into the grass. His asshole clenched around the Gardevoir, who couldn't take any more of it. He came as well, shooting his load into his new friend and moaning aloud somehow. The two shot their cum in tandem, Matt being filled up with the pokemon's cum quickly. He pulled out after a few more shots, jerking his cock and shooting the rest of his load on Matt's back.

The human's knees shook again, and his hips fell to the grass. There was something that sounded like a snapping sound, and he slowly came back to. At first, he was basking in the afterglow of his kinks finally being realized, before the meaning of what had happened finally caught up with him. He sat up, turning around to the Gardevoir, who had crossed his legs and was floating like he was sitting.

"Matt? Matt matt!"

Oh, sorry. You can speak again .

"F-fuck. Fuck. Oh, fuck."

_Is that all? _

He smiled. "Do you mind er... if I catch you?"

He laughed, patting him on the head again. No pokeballs, but sure I'll come home with you.