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Koji wasn’t a hypnotherapist. But sometimes he felt like a Hypno Therapist.

Not by volition, at least not really. The fact that he made himself available to be talked to by those he was close to wasn’t meant to be an invitation to pour out all their problems to him and have him try to help them out. It just happened to be the case that that was what ended up happening more often than it probably did with anyone else. It was something of the nature of Psychic Pokémon - people assumed you were smart and had all the answers, and that you could dig deep into anyone’s mind and figure out things that they didn’t even realize about themselves.

Even if this WAS true, though, it didn’t mean that was all Koji wanted to be to people. He wanted normal friendships like any other sane Pokémon. Friends to talk with about anything that was interesting or amusing. Friends to play video games or board games or card games with. Friends to eat and drink with, especially drinking the stuff that buzzed them a little. Friends to have the occasional sexual escapade with, either together or with a ‘guest’, or maybe a little more adventurous than that even. And his friends did tend to try to respect that…most of the time. Sometimes, though, there was just no avoiding that there were issues that needed to be dealt with. And sometimes, that meant that even if they didn’t ask, Koji knew he was going to have to address it.

Such was the case when he was playing host to Grivus once again during the day, and the out-of-sorts Feraligatr just couldn’t shake the cloud hanging over him. Koji did his best not to sigh too openly - he didn’t want people to think he resented being called into action, even if it wasn’t exactly his favorite social activity. But in this case, he had good reason to get involved - after all, he DID make what had happened possible, even if it hadn’t been something he had arranged or even known about.

“Caleb still isn’t over it, huh?”

“No, he’s not. I tried to apologize for it again this morning, and he didn’t even say a word to me about it.”

Koji knew exactly what the apology was for. Grivus had borrowed his Hypno Charm, and used it to play the rush of dominant beast over a submissive human. Unfortunately for the Feraligatr, he had thought it was something that Caleb wouldn’t remember after the fact…something that Koji knew wasn’t likely to happen, and as he thought, Caleb was fully aware of it. He’d advised Grivus to be apologetic, reminding him that his low-level hypnosis couldn’t do anything but bring out hidden desires in the human, and that if he did it right things might turn out better than he thought.

That, apparently, had not happened. Grivus had endured the verbal thrashing, but any effort to hint that Caleb might have been trying to hide something was met with a dead wall. And in the days after that, Caleb had been quite distant to Grivus, talking much less, avoiding him, and in general maintaining a continued displeasure over what had happened. An unexpected result that had started to bother Koji the longer it had gone on.

“And you say he hasn’t changed his attitudes ever since that day?”

“No…it’s been the same thing, day after day.” Grivus sighed dismally. “I should’ve just kept it to myself. Idiot I was, thinking I could make it like nothing ever happened…”

That was Grivus’s foolishness, to be sure…but Koji wasn’t content with that. “This doesn’t make sense to me. Caleb would not have eagerly submitted to you under hypnosis if he hated the idea that much. This kind of backlash is highly unusual.”

The Feraligatr shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe something went weird, and he did it even though he didn’t actually want to. I mean, I don’t know this hypnosis stuff that well, clearly…”

“You’re right, you don’t, and that’s why I’m here questioning what Caleb’s doing. And beyond that, if he was actually that angry at the intrusion, why not kick you out entirely? He’s been cold-shouldering you the last three months, if he was really that upset he wouldn’t have to let you stick around. Pokémon can be released for pretty much any reason, and goodness knows he doesn’t use you for personal protection or anything that would require you to be in his life, as if he couldn’t just replace you. He hasn’t done any of that. And if he was hoping you would apologize to him, he hasn’t been receptive to that, even though you’ve made several attempts.” Koji knew those attempts were genuine - he’d peered into Grivus’s mind a few times just to be sure the Feraligatr was sincere about what he was saying. That was typically pretty untoward of a Psychic to do, but if you were going to try to get emotional therapy from a Hypno, that was the invitation you made.

“I don’t know…I just know I messed everything up. I wish I knew how to fix it, but without Dialga to send me back in time, I’m not sure what else I can do.” Grivus rubbed his eyes tiredly. “Sorry…I didn’t mean to make the mood so shitty, I just…it’s bothering me that I don’t even get the chance to apologize, I know it’s not something I deserve but to be around him when he’s like this…”

“…I think perhaps it would be for the best for you to think on this a little bit more. Maybe there’s some other factor involved that you’re not aware of yet…why don’t you head back home and try to write some things down, see if you can come up with some ideas for what else might be complicating things?”

“Yeah, okay…I guess I’m not really in the best mood to be doing other stuff right now. Sorry, Koji, I know you just wanna socialize, I don’t wanna be pushing my problems on you…”

The Hypno shook his head. “You can’t just ignore things like this, I understand entirely. I’ll do what I can to help, it is something important for you. But once things are good between you two, I expect a lot of relaxed meetups.”

“Believe me, once this is off my mind, I’ll be a whole lot better. Thanks, Koji…see you later.”

The psychic smirked a bit. “I believe that’s supposed to be my line.”

Grivus rolled his eyes, but a hint of a strained smile graced his jaw. “One day you’ll get tired of that old joke.”

“Perhaps.” Unlikely.

———

Hypnos had a reputation for deviance and sneakiness. If you asked Koji about it, he would tell you that it was entirely deserved.

A Pokémon could never totally deny their nature. They could reduce its expression, learn to control themselves, find outlets that let them express it in non-destructive ways, blow off steam with battles, and perhaps modulate it other ways depending on that nature. But their nature was part of the way they were, and sooner or later every Pokémon had to accept that…that was one of the major psychological differences between Pokémon and humans. Humans didn’t have a nature the way a Pokémon did - sure, there was what was called ‘human nature,’ but by and large most of those elements weren’t actually anything that different from what any thinking creature could feel. They didn’t have nearly the force of instinct driving them, no impulses tied to their beings that were distinct as a result of their species…a flexibility of cognition that gave them the ability to do what they did. It was why they could build cities and communities so easily, invent and innovate in ways that Pokémon just didn’t really do; Koji might have been smarter than 99% of humans, but he was still tied in many ways to his nature, which in itself was a tie TO nature, and the artifice of humanity was one that he could only try to keep up with. And he was fine with that - it was a trade for being what they were and having the powers that they did, powers that humans were heavily reliant on. It was how Arceus had made things, he wanted each of them to have their strengths and use them to benefit the other.

But the nature of Hypnos (and by extension their pre-evolutions, although Drowsee generally had less refined powers and thus were less fiercely directed) was one that could be challenging. It was literally in the name - Hypno. Hypnosis. Mental influence, coercion, control, manipulation. The very core of being what Koji was wanted him to use that power he had. And using it felt good. Controlling, rewriting, manipulating, imposing, all of that was instinctively rewarding to him. That was how it always had been and always would be. And that meant that Hypnos tended to be that way. A Pokémon controlling people to serve at their whim? Probably a Hypno. A Pokémon zonking and fucking a human or weak Pokémon to make them slavishly devoted to them? Probably a Hypno. A Pokémon affecting someone so much that they wanted to remain with their new master rather than ever leave, even when someone came to take them away? Probably a Hypno. Most of them wouldn’t have even denied it, at least once plausible deniability had been taken out of the equation.

Koji had tried, for a while, to deny his nature and suppress those urges. But eventually he’d realized that he’d never be happy that way; he’d turned to embracing his nature, enjoying acting scurrilously but doing so in ways that didn’t leave too many marks. Yes, he HAD hypnotized humans into worshiping his cock, and did so without remorse - he always made sure they were happy and undisturbed by it, though. Yes, he did sometimes hijack the mind of a wild Pokémon and make them do something mischievous - he always made sure they were fine, though, and the mischief was only of a modest nature - or had a deserving target if not. Yes, he did ensure his trainer, Ashton, had absolutely no physical or mental resistance to him, allowing him to control and warp him as Koji pleased - Ashton knew what he was accepting by letting a Hypno have as much latitude as Koji had, and he always made sure Ashton was back to normal afterwards. All of that proved that it didn’t have to be a problem - Koji could embrace and celebrate his nature without making himself a menace doing so. And he hoped that he could convince other Hypno of the same thing, since too many teetered on the edge of going too far, or had fallen over that entirely.

So deceiving Grivus by telling him to head home and try to think about more wasn’t really out of character for him. Nor was the fact that he was going to confront Caleb, figure out what was going on with him, and fix this mess. Because it WAS a mess, as much of a mess as Grivus’s load, and the psychic was the one who could sweep even a big mess up and leave everything nice and neat in his wake. And he was starting to miss actually doing that…Grivus was a fun guy to flaunt his hypnotic shenanigans with, and he hadn’t been in the mood to do so since the thing with Caleb had blown up in his face.

Of course, he wanted to do it for Grivus’s sake, too, but, you know, nature and all that.

He knew just where to go. Caleb walked the same path from his home to downtown every day, a convenient path that there was really no reason to deviate from unless it was blocked off; he and Grivus had caught up to him a few times in the past, deliberately or incidentally. And he knew where along that path was the closest place to somewhere more secluded, in this case an old dock building on the river that was surrounded by trees, no longer occupied but not worth tearing down. Far enough from the road that no one would notice them, and he would depress the sound around them to not draw attention that way. But he had to wait by the road to get Caleb first…after that, he would pull the human there.

And Caleb wouldn’t even realize he was being baited, if Koji was subtle enough. And Koji WAS subtle enough.

Like clockwork, as late afternoon hit, Caleb was walking across the bridge. Koji could immediately sense the human was tense - that alone was pretty atypical. Not that Caleb was tense, but that Koji could pick up on it so easily - psychics usually had to actively try to pick up on emotions, unlike the naturally-empathic Dark-types that were their oft-antagonistic counterparts. For a Hypno to get it that easily meant psychic leakage, which was something projected so strongly that any psychic could register it just by being in the vicinity. Curious…either he had a bad day at work, or something else is bothering him. And I have a feeling it’s something else.

As Caleb neared, he looked up at Koji. There was a freeze from the human briefly, and then he put his head down and tried to walk past quickly. Of course, Koji wasn’t going to let that happen. “Not even going to say hello? That’s unusually rude of you, Caleb.”

“I don’t want to talk to you,” Caleb said shortly.

“But I want to talk to you. So it’s going to happen.”

“Uh-uh. No way. I’m not letting you fuck with my head.” But Caleb had already stopped, so Koji knew he’d won that battle already. His Hypno Charm was around his neck, not in his hand where most expected it to be, and where it tended to have the most potency - focusing one’s psychic powers was most effective if one was looking through it at their target. But Hypnos were powerful enough that they didn’t always need it - and when a lighter touch was needed, having it on them but not forcing something through was a lot more effective. Right now, that charm was channeling Koji’s desire to talk on a much lower level, low enough that Caleb wouldn’t recognize he was being toyed with - it took a psychic to pick up on that subtlety. “Bad enough I had one Pokémon do that already, and it was probably YOUR idea.”

“I assure you, I had nothing to do with that.”

“Bullshit. You’re gonna tell me you WEREN’T the one who gave Grivus that thing?”

“…Okay, I had nothing to do with the IDEA. And I didn’t know that was what he was going to use it for.” Otherwise I probably would have helped him a lot more, really…I still don’t know why he didn’t just tell me. Though, I guess he might’ve wanted the power for himself…yeah, that makes sense.

“I’m supposed to believe you?” scoffed Caleb. “I know your type. Depraved, degenerate psychos, luring people into your clutches and then taking advantage of them. You think I don’t know that Grivus and you were fucking with people while I was out? That you were…doing things to people?!”

“Mercy me, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Koji was moving off the path, and Caleb was following. To the human’s mind, he was trying to read Koji the riot act, thinking he had the advantage…all fine by Koji, who wanted him to keep talking. “I’m a sweet innocent Hypno, just a victim of a bad species reputation. Ask Ashton, he’ll tell you I’m not bad at all.”

“Like I’ll believe a word out of him! You probably fuck him, too. Make him your sex slave, act out all sorts of depraved fetishy shit with him.” All quite true, yet none of that would change what Ashton said about him. “You’re a sick, twisted pervert, and who knows how many other lives you’ve ruined with your garbage. You’re lucky they don’t lock you up, you’re the reason we need better laws for Pokémon degenerates.”

“Well, that seems awfully harsh, even if I was guilty of anything you charged me with. I guarantee that I haven’t ruined anyone’s life, nor do I have any intention of doing so. In fact I’d say by and large I’m improving them.”

“Haven’t ruined anyone’s life?! What about ours? Grivus was a perfectly upstanding Pokémon before you twisted his mind with your shit, corrupted him to hypnotize and rape me! If it wasn’t for you, we’d still be living a perfectly happy life!”

“What makes you think Grivus was happy?”

“Why wouldn’t he be? I treated him well, I gave him everything he wanted, I was kind and caring and friendly with him! And until you got to him, he’d never have tried to repay my kindness with what he did to me!”

Koji raised an eyebrow. “Seems to me you weren’t giving him EVERYTHING he wanted.”

“Don’t you even start that! He wouldn’t have wanted me, he knew his place!” What a curious thing to hear from Caleb…the human had never expressed any sentiments like that before in the time that Koji had known him, and Grivus certainly hadn’t suggested he thought that way. Something felt off about all this…the reaction was far too over-the-top for someone who insisted on keeping the ostensible offender around.

“His place? That’s a funny way of putting it, because not everyone would agree that a Pokémon’s place is below a human’s. And that’s not just me saying that, plenty of humans would uphold them as equals, if not superiors. And I was under the impression that you were at least one of the ones who held them as equals.”

“That…that’s…don’t twist my words! You know what I mean!”

“That’s assuming an awful lot.”

“Don’t play dumb with me! You’re a Psychic-type, you probably dig into my mind knowing what I’m going to say before I even say it! Cut the shit and start being honest, if you even can!”

“I can be quite honest, Caleb. In fact, I’d say it’s you who has a deficiency in that regard.” They were at the spot now, right next to the building; the grass was grown to a healthy degree around there, good cushioning for fun, Koji knew that from experience. He turned to face the human, arms folded as Caleb glared back at him defiantly. “I don’t think you’re being honest with me, Grivus, or yourself. And I think if this is ever going to be resolved, you’re going to have to start.”

“Fuck you. I’m not telling you any lies.”

“Oh? Well, then, let’s put that to the test. If you’re that upset about what Grivus did, if you think it’s such a horrible betrayal that it’s ruined your life…why haven’t you kicked him out of the house yet?”

Caleb blinked, sputtering a bit. “That…what…that…it’s none of your business! It’s my decision how to deal with things in my life!”

Koji snorted at that. “That’s the best response you’ve got? You’re going on and on about how perverted and degenerate I am, how I’ve corrupted Grivus, yet you’re making the decision to keep a Feraligatr you KNOW is hot for you in your house, letting him stay where you sleep? Seems to me someone ACTUALLY terrified of what could happen wouldn’t even let there be a CHANCE of a repeat…”

The human’s hands were balled into fists, clearly getting more furious and desperate at the pushback. “You…I…you’re not gonna start trying to twist my words now! I know what you’re doing, you’re trying to fuck with my head! You’re gonna try and make it seem like Grivus wasn’t really raping me! I’m not falling for your games!”

“I’m not going to try to claim otherwise. How did that make you feel?”

“Wh-how do you THINK it made me feel?!”

The Hypno smirked. “Do you REALLY want me to answer that question, Caleb?” The human fell silent, mouth moving but nothing coming out. “It’s funny, you know, you’ve ranted at me about perversion, degeneracy, all that nonsense, how furious you are that Grivus did what he did, how psychotic I am…you’ve been oddly silent on YOUR supposed trauma. You haven’t said how you were hurt, haven’t shown any fear of a repeat…and given the softest of softball questions, you can’t even look me in the eye and say you hated it.”

“Th-that’s not true! I’ve said…I’ve said it a bunch of times!”

“Tsk, Caleb, if you say lies even YOU know are lies, I’M going to know they’re lies.”

“You…that…”

“This is what I meant before - you’re not being honest with anyone, including yourself.” Koji took a step forward, and Caleb took a nervous step back in response - but the Hypno knew he wasn’t going to run, he had his hooks firmly in now. “If you were being honest with yourself, you would be able to tell the truth - that you loved every second of that ‘rape’ you got, and that you’re being horribly cruel now to Grivus because you can’t admit it, punishing him for the pleasure he gave you.”

“That’s not true!” Caleb shouted, sounding more panicked than furious now. “It’s not, it’s not true!”

“You loved when he tore your clothes off, showing how much more powerful he was than you. You loved when he commanded you to suck his dick. You loved the feeling of his cock making your throat bulge out, the slick feel and briny taste of his precum. You loved him ordering you to sheath it in your throat, and taking all of that load into your gut and making it bloat out like you’d binged on an entire water cooler. You loved how he slammed his cock into your ass, and hosed down your innards with his watery seed.”

“Stop it, STOP IT!” Again more panic than anger, though there was both…but there was something else, arousal. Koji could see it, smell it, AND feel it…talking about it, forcing it into memory, was heating Caleb up. Now he KNEW something was up, because the memories weren’t creating the panic, they were creating the arousal - the panic was coming from somewhere else. Now the set of questions was changing, but he was just as determined to get his answers.

He leaned forward towards Caleb, working more psychic energy into the human, palming the body of his charm in one hand to intensify the effect. “I’ll stop only once you start being truthful with me. I don’t know what kind of game YOU’RE playing, but it’s going to end, right now. Tell me how you felt about what Grivus did to you.”

“That, no, I won’t…I’m not t-talking to you anymore…” Caleb was wavering, his protest less intense in his mind than in his words. He was falling under Koji’s hypnotic spell, losing the intensity he’d had at the start.

“Tell me how you felt about what Grivus did to you.”

“I…n-no…I…I…I can’t…no…I…”

“Tell me how you felt about what Grivus did to you.”

The third wave did the trick, Caleb’s eyes unfocusing as his mind slipped into a deeper hypnosis. His body slackened somewhat, and his voice became more even and flat. “…Grivus fucking me…was the best thing I’ve ever felt. It was my first time having sex…and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. I…loved how he dominated me…I loved how powerful he felt…and I loved the feeling of being hypnotized into it…”

Koji wasn’t expecting the last part there. Oh ho…he’s a hypno slut, even? I like the sound of that. But everything else jibed with what he expected…Caleb really did love it. It just seemed odd that he had to dig so deeply to get to that. “If you enjoyed it so much, why are you acting that way towards Grivus? He just wants to make you feel good.”

“It’s wrong. A man is only supposed to have sex with women and be attracted to women. Men aren’t supposed to have sex with men, and humans aren’t supposed to have sex with Pokémon. It’s disgusting perversion and degeneracy that has no place in a morally upstanding society.”

Koji stood in stunned silence, blinking a bit. That was quite the statement…and there was something fundamentally WRONG with it. Not the sentiment, although that was certainly wrong, but…it came out wrong. Caleb’s first response had been halting, uneven, his voice had been somewhat foggy…all pretty typical for deep hypnosis, and Koji would know. But this…this was sharp, steady, rote, a mantra so clear and crisp that it cut through the hypnotic haze. That didn’t make sense - even firmly-held sentiments, while stated more cleanly, should have had the same inflections and qualities that other statements did. NOTHING came out differently under deep hypnosis…

Nothing that came from them, at least.

A script. An artificially implanted script. Holy shit. And…I swear I felt a wisp of psychic influence in there. No wonder something wasn’t making sense…something was done to him. But why? I can’t think of any psychic Pokémon who buys into that half-baked nonsense from some zealot humans, we don’t even have straight-up gender preferences…

All Koji knew was that this needed to be explored further. He probed Caleb’s mind, just in case there were any mind traps in there…some psychics liked to implant security measures when they implanted scripts. But he didn’t pick up on any, so he pushed deeper, pushing more hypnotic waves on Caleb to extract more and bypass that mantra - he wanted to get deep enough that it wouldn’t interfere. Once he felt Caleb slip down a little more, he knew he had that locked down for the moment. With the right questions, he could figure this out. “Caleb…when did you first discover you were attracted to Pokémon?”

“…When I was 13. I saw two Pokémon having sex in the wild…and I got aroused to it. I never got aroused to human women, or human men…but I got aroused to Pokémon. And I started to try to see more…I went…online. I looked at…pornography of Pokémon…and then pornography of Pokémon and humans…and that was what I liked most. I liked to imagine myself being the human in those…even if the human didn’t look like me or I didn’t have what they had…I would imagine that I was that way…”

“Caleb. Did you get caught?”

“…Yes…my parents found out…when I was 14. They were upset…they took me to someone…his name was Dr. Travers. He said he could fix me…and he did…he made it so I didn’t…think that stuff was interesting or sexy anymore…he made me think how I should be…”

“…Caleb. What did they call Dr. Travers?”

“…They called him…a…a…conversion therapist.”

That term made Koji’s blood run cold. That explains it. It wasn’t a psychic Pokémon buying into the nonsense of zealot humans…it was a psychic zealot human. There were significantly fewer psychic humans than there were psychic Pokémon, but they were out there...and if people thought psychic Pokémon were trouble, psychic humans could be FAR worse. Especially ones who were extremists…they basically spent as much of their time as they could forcing others into their line of thinking with implanted scripts, breeding more extremists. And those that called themselves ‘conversion therapists’ were among the worst in Koji’s opinion - their entire practice was sexual repression torture, damaging people’s lives by trying to force them into a sexual preference profile that wasn’t true to them. It caused enormous friction between the layers of consciousness - the mantras couldn’t truly change sexuality, only block out what they really wanted - and frequently led to severe neurotic disorders, suicides, and mental instabilities that could crack and cause them to harm others. You couldn’t put such enormous stress on a mind every day and not have trouble eventually…probably the only reason Caleb hadn’t had trouble before was because Grivus hadn’t applied any pressure before, but now that he had, things were strained to the breaking point.

Now this intervention had taken on some much more critical importance. “Caleb. You will hear me and accept what I say. Dr. Travers is not a therapist. He practices sexual repression torture. You will not associate his name with therapy in any way, shape, or form.”

“Dr. Travers…is not a therapist…” That was only the first step, he needed to break the mantra still, but erasing any sense of authority from this nut would help prevent resistance to that. The fewer ties that mantra had to anything that could be perceived as positive, the better.

And something else being positive was also important. “Caleb…you didn’t want to get rid of Grivus, did you?”

“…No…I did not…I want Grivus…I want to feel more of him…I…ah…It’s wrong. A man is only supposed to have sex with women and be attracted to women. Men aren’t supposed to have sex with men, and humans aren’t supposed to have sex with Pokémon. It’s disgusting perversion and degeneracy that has no place in a morally upstanding society.” There it was again, and now the contradiction was becoming clear - the anger was Caleb being controlled by his programming, but on a deeper level he fiercely wanted what Grivus had given him - thus, he couldn’t compel himself to remove the Feraligatr from his life.

Koji was going to remove something a lot more problematic.

He pulled the charm off of his neck and focused it on Caleb, channeling his psychic energy through it. “Caleb…feel the lust that has been repressed in you. Feel it grow, expand, heat you up, become impossible to ignore…let it block out anything that would try to disrupt it.”

“Ah…I…I feel…so hot…I want…ah…It’s wrong. A man is only supposed-ngh!” A sudden bolt cut off the mantra, snapping Caleb’s focus from it and leaving him reeling a little bit. Until Koji could remove it, he had to neuter its power somehow, and this was the best way - if the mantra couldn’t complete, it couldn’t disrupt his efforts. And Caleb seemed to have been spared its effects this time, as the burgeoning lust and arousal kept building after that slight hitch.

And Koji knew a good way to help with that, as his own cock pushed out of his sheath, adding a delectably masculine scent into the air. One that he knew Caleb was partial to, and which would empower the lust more, allowing him to drown out the programming just a little bit more for the time being. “Take off your clothes, Caleb. Bare yourself to me.”

“Yes, sir…I want you to…nnh…It’s wrong. A man is-hng!” Another quick disruption, and Caleb started to comply. The motions were sluggish and halting, but that was to be expected - deep hypnosis put the mind in a state which was a little less snappy. Koji kept feeding more into the arousal, building it more with each garment that was shed, and putting down any sign of hesitation with another forceful push. Breaking into the script seemed to be rattling its power, but he knew something that had been installed wouldn’t be that quick to give in…but it was vulnerable to hypnosis. Koji was starting to realize what must have happened, Grivus had opened a well that had so much pressure built up that it overwhelmed the programming, letting Caleb get what he had long wanted…but after he’d been brought out of it, the backlash had forced guilt and embarrassment back to the forefront, and he’d gotten locked into the mantra a lot more fiercely, as self-punishment. No wonder he’d started treating Grivus differently, maybe treating Pokémon differently in general…

By the time Caleb was naked, he was barely able to take his eyes off of Koji’s cock. Relatively plain compared to some Pokémon, smooth and a deep pink color, pointed at the tip but otherwise unremarkable…not a problem, though, as Koji’s psychic abilities could allow him to project any number of different sensations, allowing him to mimic the shapes of numerous other Pokémon for the benefit of his partners. But he didn’t do that this time, there was something else he wanted to focus on, and another quality of his that would work to his advantage. He continued to let his charm rock in the air as he compelled Caleb to his will once more. “You want it, don’t you, bitch?”

“Y-yes…I, I want…It’s wrong. A man-ah! I…I want it so bad, sir…I w-want…you to use me…m-make me…”

This wasn’t done with pleasure in mind, but Koji was certainly starting to enjoy the responses. Caleb wasn’t just a Poképhile, he was a major slut for control and helplessness…maybe as much as, or even more than, Ashton was. He’d had to bring out Ashton’s true side as well, though that wasn’t quite as much of a challenge, no outside factors repressing him, just his own inhibitions…but now, there was pretty much nothing Ashton wouldn’t let Koji do to him. And Koji did everything in his power to make sure there was no reason for Ashton to ever worry about it, the trust level was the most important thing between them, a master needed to be highly responsible if they didn’t want to ruin a good thing. If Caleb was the same, he’d have to make sure he was just as well taken care of…because there really wasn’t much that was more fun than an eager, slutty ultra-sub.

With a mental command, he forced Caleb to shuffle forward, the human barely able to disengage his vision from the cock in front of him…Koji almost wanted to see if he could maintain the hypnosis just with that organ, but the demands of the current problem required he not break focus. He kept the waves coming as Caleb’s hands went to his furry legs, trying to stave off any resurgence of that programming and amplifying the feelings of lust. Caleb’s own cock was rock-hard between his legs, a rather small thing as far as Koji was concerned…though, really, it wasn’t a fair comparison, Pokémon were just built bigger. Unless they were Omegas…and humans were small enough that they often gave the impression of being Omegas, which was part of why it was so fun to fuck them.

Caleb was soon pushing his face into Koji’s cock, licking up and down it, going down to his balls briefly here and there before returning to the shaft, ensuring he got a noseful of the Hypno’s musky scent…he wasn’t as potent in the olfactory department as many Pokémon were, but for someone who was desperate for the scent of a sexy Pokémon, it would certainly do the trick. It felt like it was getting harder for that mantra to try to break in, which was exactly what Koji was hoping for. Trying to keep everything up was a bit of a trial, but he WAS a psychic, he could handle it.

Soon Caleb was moving from licking to sucking, wrapping his lips around the tip and bobbing up and down. Now Koji could feel that fight coming back in, but he batted it down, sent more lust-inducing pulses into the human, and kept dictating his actions so he literally couldn’t pull away. A hand on Caleb’s head helped reinforce that, he was strong enough to impose a bit physically, even if it wasn’t his specialty, but just the implication was what mattered here, the more Caleb felt controlled the less the programming could influence him. And the human got more eager with his blowjob as he sank into that state of control, submitting more and more to Koji…it felt almost like a natural state for him, a preferred state. And the Hypno had a feeling that perhaps that was the truth, and that was giving him some ideas for later…

“That’s right…keep it up, you’ll get your reward soon enough,” he spoke, encouragingly yet imperiously, making Caleb push in deeper, all the way up to his crotch…for most people with Caleb’s experience, that would have been a pretty tall order, but not only did Koji have ways of ensuring that they could handle it, Caleb had apparently taking Grivus to the hilt and the Feraligatr was QUITE a bit larger. Some people are just born with a talent for taking dick…Caleb being that much of a natural, and a massive sub with a fetish for being compelled on top of that? It’s outright criminal that we were deprived of him for so long…I’m going to have to make sure this gets made up. The prospects for that were quite alluring, but he fought to maintain his focus, if he slipped here Caleb would get sucked back into that programming and he’d have to start over. It was getting harder, he was leaking a lot of pre into the human’s mouth and throat as his orgasm approached. “You’re gonna make me blow soon, slut. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want to drink down my cum, let it open your mind to me even more?”

No words could come out of Caleb’s mouth, but his mind was plenty active. Yes, yes, I want…to be under your control so bad…I’ve wanted you to overpower me…I want to be helpless to you, to be unable to resist you…Hypnos are so sexy…I’ve wished for so long…for you to force yourself on me, force me under your control, to make me do whatever you want and be unable to resist…

Oh, this was almost unfair, how was Koji supposed to hold back like that? With a grunt, he slammed forward, and his throbbing shaft burst forth with a deluge of tainted spunk, pouring into Caleb’s throat, the human swallowing eagerly and quickly…Koji put a quick barrier up to ensure none of it could escape, even if Caleb had trouble keeping up with the flow, letting him take in down at his own pace, but Caleb was surprisingly capable of handling it, barely any even threatening to escape. The hold on his thighs got tighter as Caleb got into the fellatio finale, slurping and sucking and draining those balls as much as he could.

And as he did, Koji could sense the change. The human’s mind easing resistance to him more and more, accepting his imposition with less fight. A quality of all psychic-types, if they wished it…they could use their sexual fluids to drain the resistance to their power, even all the way to zero - ensuring that a target could not fight them off, except under very extreme conditions. It was a very narrow vulnerability, specific to the specific psychic that claimed them - no other would have such latitude unless they induced it themselves. And it was what Koji was counting on now to help save Caleb from what had been done to him. This alone wasn’t enough, he knew he’d need another round, but he had more power now, there was less fight in the human, and he could keep the programming silent more effectively. As he pulled out of the human’s mouth, he could tell Caleb was quite satisfied, even if he hadn’t cum yet…just another point in favor of his suspicions, he might have gotten more out of making someone else orgasm than reaching orgasm himself. And he’d been deprived of that for so long…it was outright criminal.

Also, quite likely literally criminal…he would have to see about this ‘Travers’, and no he was not going to use any title meant to confer respect, not even ironically.

But that was for later; now, he needed to finish this. He returned the charm to his neck, and then used his hands to push Caleb onto his back, eyes almost boring into the human’s unfocused ones. “Hear my voice and obey. Spread your legs and offer yourself to me. Anything that tries to intrude in your thoughts which would oppose this, ignore it completely, and act as if it doesn’t exist. Nothing matters to you except my pleasure. You wanted me to lord over you, and I will do so, which means I command your obedience to me to be unquestioned.”

“Y-yes…sir…” There was an excitement in those words that wasn’t as obvious to a non-psychic. Caleb’s legs spread, as wide as he could get them, offering his hole to the Hypno. Koji could his his expression flicker, and then relax…a sign that he had managed to get the programming to be ignored. Ignoring it wasn’t good enough to fix the problem, but it was good enough to give him the opening he needed to do that…in order to truly fix this, he needed to erase Caleb’s resistance to him, granting him unfettered access. That wasn’t always a requirement to modify something deep in, but something programmed in like this was designed to be resistant to outside influences, and to use the victim’s own psychology to reinforce it…truly breaking it required some extensive measures.

That, and he really just wanted to make the human his complete hypno-bitch. Nature and all that.

He thrust into Caleb, getting a loud moan out of the human. Possibly loud enough to be heard by passers-by, but Koji wasn’t worried about that - a Pokémon fucking a human in a relatively public place was deviant, but far from what most would see as requiring action. Certainly, the Pokémon wasn’t going to get in trouble over it, and the humans rarely did these days either. So he didn’t waste energy quelling the moans, instead spending it maintaining that hypnotic thrall over Caleb and pumping his cock in and out of the human, letting his body make most of the effort there.

And, really, something that was a service probably shouldn’t have been THIS much fun, but it was. Caleb’s ass worked him beautifully, without him even commanding it to…well, mostly not commanded, ordering him to focus on Koji’s pleasure wasn’t specific enough in his eyes to qualify. It yielded to him fantastically, squeezed around him with an expertise that a novice shouldn’t have had, even one whose head was being filled with ideas like Caleb’s was. Grivus landed himself a born bitch, and couldn’t even take advantage for so long…gonna have to fix that, too.

Harder, faster, he slammed in and jerked out, slickening up that anal passage with his precum, wet sloppy smacks starting to come out into the air to join Koji’s moans and Caleb’s cries. The mental focus this took was almost too much, Koji clung to his control over Caleb to keep him from any backlash, and he could still feel the human tense up here and there in a way that wasn’t just about pleasure…but it never broke through, never got to the point where it could disrupt things. And he could tell that was just as excellent for Caleb, the human’s bliss reaching another level as his prostate got hammered and his own dick started to leak, pent up for months in the mire of his sexual crisis.

Koji was starting to pant a bit, it had been a while since he’d gone this hard on someone, usually he was more the slow and methodical type, building up to a quick-burst finale. But this situation demanded more imposition, and physical was as good as psychic in some ways…and that was true for the thrill of it, as well. There was something so primally enticing about having his body overpower someone, a part of him that wasn’t truly meant to be powerful showing off its superiority nonetheless…he was really getting into this, his heart pounding hard as his hips. And he could tell Caleb loved it as well, the human’s psychic leakage beyond transparent.

“Gonna cum in you, slut…gonna make you a true Hypno-bitch. You’ll never be able to stop me from controlling you again…you’re gonna do whatever I want, whenever I want. And you’re gonna do the same for Grivus. You’re going to worship that Feraligatr like he’s your lord and master, and obey him like you know you want to. He’s gonna dominate you body, mind, and soul, and you’ll, hf, wonder why you ever denied him!”

No coherent response came from that, but something sure did, as Caleb cried out, louder and higher, as he came hard, spurting his seed vivaciously into the air and into Koji’s fur, unleashing a pent-up load with all the vibrance of that fantasy. And he clenched down HARD on Koji, spurring the Hypno to join him with his own lower and more forceful cry, that second load of seed pumping into the human’s ass and filling him up nice and full. And the surrender was even more obvious this time, Koji feeling all mental resistance to him slowly ebbing until it went completely slack…he had free reign over Caleb now, and that was the sweetest seasoning of that sensational climax, pleasure coursing through him as he allowed himself to revel in the conquest. So often he restrained himself from truly erasing that resistance…usually he just weakened them a bit, made them more pliable so he could have more fun with them down the road without making it too obvious that he had his hooks in them. But this was far better, a rare treat that allowed him to truly connect back to his nature…when all was said and done, he’d have to thank Caleb for this opportunity.

But that was for another time. As he came down from the pleasure high, he focused again on Caleb’s mind. It was open to him now, easy to do whatever he wanted…he knew what he had to do. One last time, he needed to trigger that mantra… “Caleb. What did Travers tell you?”

“It’s wrong. A man is only supposed to have sex with women and be attracted to women. Men aren’t supposed to have sex with men, and humans aren’t supposed to have sex with Pokémon. It’s disgusting perversion and degeneracy that has no place in a morally upstanding society.” The words sounded far more impotent in the post-orgasmic haze, they’d lost a lot of their power in the midst of the lustrous pleasure, but given time, they could reassert themselves…but that last trigger had allowed Koji to trace the programming in Caleb’s brain, he had it in his grasp now. At this point, many psychics would probably have attempted a delicate operation, cleanly and neatly excising the programming specifically from the target, snipping every branch and knitting it back together in a nice neat package. Nifty, but Koji wasn’t quite that skilled, and besides that, that had some issues…sometimes the programming could come back, re-triggered by neural patterns that picked the pieces up and put them back together. And that would only be trouble if that happened.

So he did the only thing he could do: he ripped that fucker straight out.

Caleb seized as part of his mind was savaged, gasping and eyes rolling back in his head as everything broke down in a flash. Not an easy thing, Koji knew, and he helped smooth the rebound, bringing Caleb’s mind back online and working things back into order. A brute-force removal like that, he knew it could have some side effects…the programming was gone, and so were numerous extraneous connections, but that could have impacts on other memories. Not something that was fun to do, but sometimes a few sacrifices had to be made to truly fix something. He went through Caleb’s head, probing here and there, and asked him a few questions about things…Caleb seemed to answer most things fine, it didn’t seem like any pieces of his personal identity were lost. But he did seem to have some notable voids regarding his parents…possibly because they were so tightly tied to what Travers had done to him, a lot of that had linked together. It was possible he’d recover some or most of that over time, but Koji wasn’t entirely sure it was a problem if he didn’t - parents who would do something like that to their child seemed better off forgotten as far as he was concerned.

The most important thing, though, was that the programming was gone. And now Koji could have some fun…doing his OWN programming. How could he resist, when he had free rein like this? But his programs were going to be more directed, and, more importantly, Caleb was going to be fully aware of them. He wasn’t a monster, after all. Well, he was, but not THAT kind of monster…

———

Grivus was starting to get anxious. Caleb was almost never this delayed getting home…he was very much a creature of habit, and had been even more so since the incident. He’d been trying to think of things like Koji had mentioned, though currently the list he’d set up remained empty…it was so hard for him to think of things that might have explained what Koji thought was a discrepancy, especially since Grivus himself wasn’t as convinced it was. And when he’d realized that it was well after the time Caleb usually came home, that was all that occupied his thoughts.

What if something happened to him…what if he got hurt, fell into the river, got attacked…what if I’ll never have the chance to be forgiven because he’s…

It really wasn’t like Grivus to be this anxious and nervous, but the last few months had brought out a different side of him. A lot of the emotions he’d never really paid much attention to were pretty much all he knew now, and that was making things particularly challenging for him. He wondered if maybe that was a reason why, Caleb thought his apologies weren’t genuine because he was so nervous and unlike himself…but he didn’t know how to make them any more sincere than they were, really. His stupid indulgence had cost him a lot, all because he thought he could make it happen without Caleb ever finding out…he regretted ever trying that stunt, he should have known it wouldn’t go well, just falling into the temptation…at the very least, he should have asked Koji to figure out things before he even thought about going through with it. At this point, he would have given just about anything to be on good terms with Caleb again…

The sound of the door opening make Grivus jump a bit. He turned around and hurried to the door…it was Caleb, and he didn’t look at all like himself. Pretty disheveled, clothes unkempt, far messier than he ever looked coming home from work. “Caleb! What happened?! Are you hurt?”

Caleb looked up at Grivus, his eyes wide…the first time in months that he’d looked at the Feraligatr without that hardness that the reptile had gotten accustomed to. “Grivus…”

“Caleb, I…let me help you, you’re…something happened to you, at least let me…” Grivus stepped up to offer Caleb an arm, helping the human stay upright…only then did he catch a whiff of a scent that was far too familiar with him. “…C…Caleb?! Did…did…did Koji…”

Before he could get it out, though, Caleb pitched forward suddenly, flinging his arms around Grivus, burying his face in the Feraligatr’s chest. Startled Grivus wrapped his arms around his trainer automatically, and only then did he realize the dripping warmth down the human’s face. “Grivus…I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…”

What Caleb was apologizing for, Grivus had no idea…all he care about in that moment, though, was Caleb talking to him earnestly again. His own tears leaked from his eyes as he hugged Caleb tight, the weight lifting from his heart just a little bit as he finally was able to enjoy the comforting presence of his trainer once more.

———

Even before the incident, it hadn’t exactly been common for Caleb and Grivus to share a bath together - the human had never been particularly eager to bare himself to Grivus, even though they’d been close with each other. There was no complaint this time, though, as Caleb certainly seemed to be a little too fatigued to be doing much on his own. There was certainly a fair bit of mess to clean up, the human’s clothes were stained with stray and leaked Hypno seed, and some grass stains on Caleb’s body on top of that. Grivus still didn’t know what Koji had been thinking, but at the moment he was too focused on Caleb to think about the Hypno’s behavior.

A good thing, too, because it became a lot clearer once Caleb started to tell him what happened. And Grivus was shocked to hear the story - he’d never suspected anything, and had never known what had happened to Caleb, he’d become part of the picture after that event. It was all kind of a lot to process. “So…you…actually…enjoyed what I did?”

Caleb nodded. “I did…but…that stuff in my head…it kicked back in, hard, and…I felt…ashamed and disgusted, because that was what I was told I should feel. Except, there was a part of me deeper inside that didn’t agree…and it couldn’t get out enough to tell you, but it kept me from actually…well, I guess I was punishing you, but pushing you away completely.”

“That sounds horrible…how could someone do something like that to you?”

“…I don’t really know. I guess…my parents were…those kinds of people. It’s hard for me to remember much about them at the moment…Koji says maybe it’ll come back better in time, but…” Caleb shook his head. “I don’t know if it matters…I always wondered why I couldn’t really bring myself to go see them, I’d always find reasons to avoid it. I think part of me knew they’d done something wrong to me…well, probably the same part that wouldn’t let you go. Buried pretty deep, but never really gone. Maybe they did other stuff to me as well, manipulated me in other ways that I didn’t think about…”

“I hope they didn’t do that much to you…” Grivus hugged Caleb close. “I’m sorry I touched all this off. I went too far, I shouldn’t have…”

“Grivus, I…I’m glad you did.” Caleb squeezed the gator. “I was…locked under some kind of spell that was denying me what I really wanted…you doing what you did is why I’m free of it now. And…well, I meant it when I said I enjoyed it, a lot…and I really want to make it up to you, all the time I stonewalled you making you think you’d done something horrible to me…”

“You don’t have to-”

“I want to, though. We’ll talk about what I can do for that…but, uh, there’s a few things Koji wanted me to make sure you knew, right away.”

Grivus cocked his head a bit. “What kind of things?”

“Well…uh, how to start this…” Caleb reddened a bit. “I, uh…I’m definitely supposed to tell you that I, uh, am a real…er, slut for being controlled. It’s…my biggest kink is being forced into stuff, and feeling completely helpless to resist or refuse…and I, uh, may have promised him that I’d let him…do a lot more of that kind of thing to me…”

Grivus reddened a bit at that as well. “Can’t say I’m surprised, he does love that kinda thing…”

“But, you do too, don’t you?”

“…Yeah, guilty as charged. But I can’t exactly hypnotize you, not the way he can…”

“Well…” Caleb petted over Grivus’s scales a bit. “Koji made it so, uh, you can.”

“Huh?”

“He…programmed a few things into me. A few of them were, uh…trigger words. There’s a trigger that’ll work only for you specifically…and when you say it…it’ll put me completely under your control, as if you hypnotized me. I won’t be able to refuse anything you say.”

Grivus’s eyes widened at that. “W-wait, really? It’s…it’s like I’d be able to hypnotize you basically on command? Without anything else needed?”

Caleb nodded. “Yeah…I, uh…I think it’s basically just like that. And there’s one you can use that will let other Pokémon command me, too, though, uh, it’s not as…complete as yours is. I have a bit more, uh, ability to protest and stuff like that…but with you, it’s total and complete…”

Total and complete…those were important words. Grivus could do whatever he wanted, no boundaries, when he was in control there…exciting, but dangerous, if he went too far…he’d already felt agonizing guilt over that, he wanted to be cautious with that. But…he’d pretty much done most of what he really wanted when he did, and it wasn’t actually too far for Caleb, not with him not locked under that control anymore. It wouldn’t be that hard to just indulge that, right? “What else did he do?”

“Uh…well…he, uh…he gave another trigger that, uh, makes me…basically endlessly horny until you say the word to make it stop. And it can work on its own or with the other ones. But he also, uh, made it so that I…get that way if I don’t get enough action, either. I need to get…fucked at least once a week or it’ll hit hard…and then he, uh, gave me compulsions to look up stuff like I used to, and…uh, favorite the things that got me hottest, and show them to you, so that…we can, uh…mimic them.”

Not subtle, by any means…Koji hadn’t held a lot back, for sure. “And you’re…okay with all that?”

“I…am, yeah. Honestly, it’s…really hot. And…I think now that I’m not, uh, being…held back anymore, it wants to come out a lot harder…I don’t know if he did something to make it easier for me to get horny, but I…found it was a lot easier…”

Grivus pulled Caleb back into a hug. “Then I’ll definitely make sure you get that taken care of. But, I think I need a bit…I’ve been so out of it for a while that my own drive’s been in the tank, and I just want to enjoy being with you for a while. But I’m sure it won’t be long…maybe we’ll make a weekend out of it.”

“I’d love that,” Caleb agreed, snuggling into the gator’s embrace. “And I’ll be looking forward to it.”

———

And so was Grivus, once they were past the stress of everything. After being reassured that the whole thing wasn’t just some fantasy-fulfillment dream, and Caleb and he really were on good terms again, with all the new stuff that entailed, he was getting back to himself in a hurry. It was amazing what a load off one’s mind could do for one’s mood, almost an overnight change. But he did hold himself back, wanting to build up the energy for a weekend of fun…something he almost had to apologize to Koji for, since he’d promised good times once the problem was solved, and he owed several times that for the Hypno being the one to solve them. But Koji had no problem with him reserving the first foray for Caleb, saying that he was going to have plenty of additional ideas for them…a not-so-subtle hint that he had lots he wanted to do with/to Caleb. And Grivus was hardly going to say no.

So he showed a bit of restraint this time, keeping himself firmly chaste for the next couple days, even avoiding teasing too much. But when the time came to let that go, he couldn’t contain it even a few seconds beyond necessary. The morning came on Saturday and he barged into Caleb’s room, rousing the human with a somewhat aggressive shake. “Caleb…it’s time…”

“Mm…ah, Grivus?” Caleb yawned a bit as he was shaken out of slumber…and greeted with the sight of a horny gator and a very thick tool. “Whoo…you don’t waste time, do you?”

“I gotta make the most out of this first weekend of wild times,” replied Grivus with a growl and a grin. “Gotta get you all used to being my little gator slut.”

The moment he said it, he could see a change in Caleb - the human slackening, getting less focused, falling into a complacent and dreamlike state. “Ah…I…I think I’d really like that…”

“Of course you would.” Grivus pulled the covers back, revealing the human’s naked body and rapidly stiffening erection. “Sleeping naked, even? Looks like I wasn’t the only eager one. I think we’re gonna make this the norm…not like anyone’s gonna care what you wear in bed anyway, so let’s just make sure you’re naked all the time there. And I think I’ll be joining you PERSONALLY more often than not, just to enforce that…”

“Ah…y-yes…sir…” Grivus could almost feel Caleb’s excitement…the human really was under his control completely, obedient and compliant, and oh-so-eager. It would be easy enough to bring him out, just another trigger word, but Grivus wasn’t going to be using that until Sunday night at the earliest - this weekend was going to be fun times from start to finish.

No sense in putting them off any longer than he had to - his cock had been out and leaky since he woke up that morning, and the only way it was going to get rest was after unloading a couple of times. And the first of those rounds was going to be right then and there, making sure Caleb’s bed was soaked with his scent. He mounted up on it, enjoying Caleb’s almost magnetized stare at his cock. “Thirsty, bitch? Then get drinking. And don’t go easy, now, I want you hilting me before I have to make you.”

“Yes, sir!” Much more eager and immediate this time…Caleb was under, but it was a different under than last time, the human was more expressive, not as deeply entranced - he didn’t have to be, not with his deprogrammed brain clearly unaverse to this. There was still certainly a loopiness and incoordination to him as he worked himself onto his hands and knees in front of his now-master, he was clearly under the spell and clearly enjoying it, and Grivus couldn’t have been happier to see it.

Even better than seeing was feeling, though, and he was quickly feeling it as well, as Caleb’s mouth starting licking and kissing and slurping all over his shaft for the first time in far too long. “Fuck, you’re really eager, aren’t you?” he growled lecherously, flexing his claws as he felt that surge of pleasure rushing through him.

“Oh, master…you’re so tasty, so refreshing…” Holy shit, this was SO much better than deeply entranced, there was a definite lilt to those words but they were undoubtedly pure Caleb. He was squirting pre onto the human now, and Caleb was doing nothing to avoid the mess, letting it soak his skin like he was trying to wear it, which may not have been far off of the truth. But that wasn’t his ultimate goal, and Grivus’s command was burned into his mind…the brief warm-up had been enough to get him primed, and he backed up towards that tip and opened wide…

The tip entering Caleb’s mouth was fantastic enough for Grivus, those lips spreading wide and engulfing the first inch in lovely warmth. But Caleb didn’t stop there, he pushed down, down, letting that slick pole pierce in, slide down his throat, introduce a tightness and bliss that was making the Feraligatr almost see stars. And if that wasn’t enough, he felt the human’s hands reach out and grab a hold of his hips, using them as leverage to pull himself deeper…far faster than Grivus had ever anticipated, Caleb had reached his slit, pushing his face against it and grinding and swallowing around his monster shaft, looking as content as he could possibly be being there.

That was fraying Grivus’s control badly…he had expected to work up to this a bit more, but Caleb clearly didn’t need it. He grabbed the human’s sides, rising up a bit. “Fuck, you’re that greedy for my dick? Then you’re gonna get all you can!” He pulled out and then thrust back in, making Caleb cry out, though much of the sound was plugged up by Grivus’s fat shaft. There was next to no resistance, even though it was rougher Caleb wasn’t fighting it even a little bit, letting Grivus go all out on him and conquer like the gator knew he could. Last time he wouldn’t have dared, thinking that it would be too much and would break Caleb out of the trance…there was no such fear this time, not only would it not batter, but that trance COULDN’T be broken by this, he could do whatever he wanted and Caleb would still be his hypno-bitch.

And if he had that luxury, it would have been wrong NOT to use it. His body rose higher and he thrust in harder, smacking his body into Caleb’s face with as much force as he dared to use, not wanting to hurt him but definitely wanting to impose on him to the max. His wet slit splattered fluids all over the human, soaking into his face and hair as much as the stray pre which slopped out around his lips. All of it staining the bed quite effectively, leaving his swampy yet fresh scent all around, something that Caleb would never get fully out of it, even cleaning wouldn’t totally erase his scent once it soaked in. It wouldn’t matter much, though, considering how often Grivus intended to be in this bed going forward…

Caleb had gone to bracing himself on the bedcovers as Grivus fucked his throat, moaning lustfully as he did. His cock was hard, needy, but he wasn’t doing a thing for it, waiting for his master to give him that pleasure…drinking in the Feraligatr’s taste and scent was a pleasure all its own, though, lighting up all those parts of his brain that were sunken into that lustful stupor, making him crave it endlessly. He could feel the growing coolness in his gut as he swallowed more and more of that voluminous pre, and yet all he wanted was more, to sate the beast in front of him and give in to him as completely as possible.

And it didn’t take long for Grivus to give him the more he desired. Having gone as long as he had without action, being as pent up as he was, it wasn’t long before he had reached his limit. A roar that sent a shudder through Caleb rang out in the bedroom, and he unloaded with powerful gushes deep into Caleb’s throat, flooding him with his watery gator spunk. Caleb’s eyes rolled back a bit as he was overwhelmed rapidly, the rush backing up and that brit taste pouring over his tongue as he failed to contain it, plenty of seed squirting out of his lips and splashing all over the two of them and the bed. Every effort he made to swallow more came to naught with Grivus’s shaft plugging his throat and the surge of spunk trying to find space to fill, his stomach getting more than its share and starting to push out a bit. Yet, he gave no hint of distress, no sign of desiring to stop things, content to allow his master to go at his own pace.

Grivus eventually did pull back, giving Caleb some needed relief as he finished his climax on the human’s face. Even as Caleb opened and tried to catch as much of what Grivus was offering him as he could, despite how full he already was…it made even more of a mess of him, but he wasn’t at all bothered by that, in fact it felt good to be marked up and painted by the big gator. And Grivus thought so, too, grinning at the sight as he finally stopped creaming. “Enjoying your bath, slut? Maybe this is the ONLY way you should bathe, soak in my scent so much they’ll think you were me.”

“Ah…I’d do it if you wanted, master,” Caleb moaned lustfully.

“Mrrr, don’t tempt me. Think some people would give us a bit too much trouble for that…but you’d better believe you’re gonna be getting plenty of baths like that.” Grivus motioned with his finger for Caleb to turn around. “On your back and spread those legs, slut, you’re not done being filled. I wanna see that gut bloat. And don’t cum until I tell you to.”

“Yes, sir…” Caleb sounded a little dazed and hazier, the exhaustion letting the thrall get a bit heavier, but he was still plenty responsive as he shifted, turning over and scooting around so that he was face up to Grivus, the big blue reptile looming over him with tantalizing intimidation. His legs parted almost without conscious thought, offering himself unquestioningly to Grivus, wanting to feel the Feraligatr pound him into even deeper submission. If anything could have been a bigger turn-on to Grivus, he didn’t know what it was…Caleb’s thorough surrender was everything he’d ever dreamed of.

This huge, heavy hands came down on Caleb’s shoulders, the gaze of Grivus almost boring into those half-vacant eyes as the blunt head of his cock pressed against the human’s pucker. “I’m gonna pound you hard enough to burn the feeling of it into your brain. Revel in it, slut, and learn what you’re going to crave.”

“Ah…t-take me, master…break me as much as you want…”

How could he deny THAT entreaty? Not that there was going to be that much breakage, but breaking in, that would certainly be happening. With one mighty thrust, Grivus plowed most of his cock into Caleb, making the human cry out blissfully as he was stretched momentously for the second time in his life, and the first where there was nothing holding either of them back. He jerked and squirmed a bit, spurting pre onto himself as he took in the gator’s fat staff, squeezing on it like the tightness of that hold was life or death. More expressive and reactive, yet more enthralled than ever…Grivus was feeling his heart pound and lust swell, this was as good as it got.

He rose up a bit and began to pound away, letting his cock’s thickness distend the human’s gut just the slightest bit, most noticeable when he moved in and out, making that impression move just enough. With Caleb pinned under his grip, all his energy was being driven into the human, the force of those impacts making loud smacking and squelching sounds, music to Grivus’s ears, especially with the backdrop of those amorous yet breathy cries. His own growls were occasionally adding to the symphony, quieter but fiercer, rumbles that almost shook the bed, though his humping was having much more obvious impacts there, the mattress creaking under his weight and power.

“That’s what I like to hear, bitch…all that moaning, all that wailing, all for me.” Grivus rammed in harder, hilting fully and leaving it there for a moment, bringing one hand down to rub against the stiffness inside Caleb. “Feel this…feel just how much of me there is, and how much you need to strain to take every. Single. Inch. That’s the feeling you should get addicted to…the feeling that you crave as much of as you can get. You’re already loving it like nothing else, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes…so much…” Caleb strained to talk, but he had to express his desire for it, that was what Grivus wanted. All the words coming out of the Feraligatr were almost echoing endlessly in his brain, reinforcing the thrall, amplifying the desire for obedience, for submission, for yielding totally and completely, helpless to resist the big reptile claiming him properly. His addled mind almost felt pride at feeling that thickness inside him, the pleasure that Grivus could give him and the pleasure he could give back to Grivus…he wanted to give it all, at Grivus’s every whim. “Please…m-make me yours, mark me as your bitch, I want to be owned by you!”

Grivus grinned widely, and rose up more as he re-secured his pin on the human. And then…THAT was when he truly cut loose. Gone were the forceful yet slow thrusts from before, now he was slamming in with an almost feral force, growling gutturally as he abused that tight yet yielding ass his human possessed. Caleb’s cries got higher, more breathless as the air was driven from him, the wet splats getting louder as fluid flew from the meeting of their bodies, Grivus’s wetness getting more profuse as his pre gushed out and flooded Caleb, seeking space it couldn’t find inside and being shunted out with each drive inside. The human could only twist and turn part of his body under the ruthless assault, could only clamp down in a futile attempt to keep the Feraligatr’s tool inside him, all while his own cock throbbed and drooled, begging for release.

Grivus was almost tempted to push it beyond the human’s limit…but the desire to exert his complete control won out, and he finally decided to give the human his reward. “Cum for me now, bitch!”

The effect was almost instant, Caleb’s eyes rolling back as he went off like a shot, his seed surging well into the air before splattering down on him in an ostentatious display of blissful concession. And his body started spasming, squeezing rhythmically onto the reptile’s pole…it took barely more than a couple more thrusts for Grivus to roar out and join his human in release, pumping out round after round of his watery spunk deep inside Caleb, filling him up a second time and adding to the already visible distention inside him and swelling him out more, his rounded stomach a testament to Grivus’s virility and his capacity to hold it within him. It felt almost as good, under his spell, as the thickness of that cock piercing into him…he almost wanted to show it off to others, to show them what a good bitch he was for Grivus to anyone who was interested.

That wasn’t happening now, though, now with as rubbery as his legs were and weary as his body was. He eventually went slack under Grivus’s hands, panting hard, feeling immensely full and covered in two varieties of semen. The bed underneath him was a sopping mess, but he barely cared…he felt just as wet himself, and he had no problem with the scent of Feraligatr soaking in nicely.

Neither did Grivus, who eased his hold and then pulled Caleb up so that the human was sitting on him, still speared by his cock, his arms holding Caleb close to his body, not minding the mess at all. “Enjoying yourself so far?”

“Yes…so much…”

“Good. You’ll get plenty more of that this weekend…I’m gonna make sure you’re so well-fucked you forget what it was like to ever have been dry. And this is just the first fun you’re gonna have…I’ve got plenty of plans for you. Heh, and it won’t be long before you’re telling me all about what YOU want me to do to you, or have me set up…those old feelings will be a bad dream that fades to nothing before long.”

“Yes…thank you, Grivus…I want that, so much…” Caleb hugged Grivus tight, and the big blue lizard squeezed him close. From fearing he would lose Caleb to getting everything he could have wanted, what a ride it had been…but now the rides were going to be much less stressful and much more enjoyable for both of them. No matter how it came about…Caleb wouldn’t be under his control all the time, after all, but he would be plenty, and now that he knew Caleb wished for it, he was going to give him his best, without fear. And, of course, he wouldn’t be the only one, since he had to make sure they both thanked Koji amply for his brand of Hypno Therapy.