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Friday afternoon at the Jubilife Pokémon Combat Academy, the final bell had had rung for the day, signaling the end of classes. The Jubilife PCA was the largest PCA in the Sinnoh region, and sported the largest student population as well. All types of pokemon shuffled out of the classrooms. Some were heading home in the city, eager to rest over the weekend. Others were heading to the training fields for battle practice with their combat teams. And a small minority of them would be heading to the PCA dorm rooms, as they were inter-regional students who transferred to this academy and lived on campus.

Except for one student, a kadabra named Calem, who, instead taking an afternoon nap in his dorm room, had a pre-assigned meeting to attend. As a native of Kanto, and the smartest Poke' in his class, he was in the exchange program, trading his backwater country scenery for a hustling large metropolis. Despite the increased competition, he'd still managed to be the top of the class, when it came to book tests. But the Academy was only one in name to him, as despite boasting the highest scores, he was a relative nobody in comparison to the true stars of the PCA, the battlers.

Even though he had the best grasp of battle theory and strategy of the academy, his unlucky genetics kept him from being able to compete physically with the more gifted students, especially at a PCA known for its ability to attract the best battlers in the region. Thus, he was regulated to 'combat trainer', a sort of assistant coach to the professors. He worked behind the scenes, preparing strategies and training schedules for the star battlers, which always when unappreciated. He had devised the winning strategy that won the regional championship the previous season, but wasn't even mentioned in the acceptance speech.

Yet here the kadabra was again, having to do the tolling, dirty work for the star battler, a lucario named Lucas, so he'd be eligible to complete in next month's regional qualifier tournament. Even though the lucario was immensely talented on the battle field and had won last season's tournament for the academy, that was the only thing he was good at. He was practically failing in most of his classes, skimming by on the good graces of the professors. But, there was only so much grade curving the teachers could do. In the end, the head coach assigned Calem to be the lucario's personal tutor, in addition to being his strategist, to get him passing again.

He walked down the corridor on the third-floor classroom building, down the stairs and towards the practice fields, the opposite direction from the dorms. The campus had cleared out relatively quickly, only a few students chatting and on-campus students remained in the courtyard. The practice fields were mildly populated, only the higher level combat teams would practicing on a Friday afternoon.

There, among a group of uniformed students on the side of the field, he spotted the tall, fit, blue-furred lucario laughing with his combat team and a group of fan girls. He and his teammates, a monferno and a gabite, were probably recanting their last victory at the monthly local tournament, where they were reigning champs. "...and they chose to match me up against a staravia, even with a type advantage they couldn't take us down! Made quick work of that team, 3-0." Maricio the monferno boasted.

"Hyper Offense Hype!" the three battlers shouted in unison, the group of girls 'squee'-ing with delight.

"Uh oh, looks like the 'hype killer' has shown up, 'Luke'," Gabriel the gabite said pointing to Calem, as he got closer to the group. The fan girl group let out a collective 'aww' of disappointment, while Lucas gave out a sigh of disappointment.

"Sorry girls, I'll have to catch up with you guys later tonight. You know how it is, can't play if I can't pass," Lucas said, "Yo Manny, Gabe, I'll catch you two later at the 'Rotation Oven' for pizza and soda, 'kay?"

"Yah, sure thing Luke," Manny said, "Don't be late, or I'm eating your share." They gave each other a farewell fist-bump and the group walked away as Calem finally approached Lucas.

"Hey Lucas, you ready?" Calem said.

"Hey man, we've been having these tutoring sessions all week, can't we take Friday's off?" Lucas asked.

"Dude, you know Head Coach would have both our tails if I can't get you passing by next month," Calem replied, "you're lucky I'm not bringing you in on weekends."

"Aight, Cal," Lucas said, "What's on the menu tonight? 'EV Calc'? 'IV Bio'?" He was failing so many classes, even he couldn't keep track of what he needed to study for.

"It's 'Berry Agriculture'," Calem said, "For Ms. Greenback's class."

"Right, right," Lucas said disinterested, "So same place as always?"

"Same place as always," Calem replied. That same place was in a study room on the top floor of the library. The library was usually empty, but the 5th floor was even more. It was there that Lucas was sure to not get distracted by anything, at least that's what Calem thought.

"You know, pizza's not good for your nutritional upkeep," Calem said as they walked to their study room.

"Puh-lease, I eat bland tasting crap all week, let me enjoy my weekly cheat meal," Lucas said.

"Ugh, fine but you'll have to do extra training to make up for it on Monday," Calem said.

"Yeah, sure, whatever, just add it to my routine to make it work," Lucas said dismissively.

Calem wouldn't say it out loud, but he had a certain disdain for the battlers in this academy, who despite all the support they get, we're arrogant about their abilities. 'You'd be a fraction of the battler if it weren't for me,' Calem would think to himself, 'At least show a little gratitude for all the training I plan for you.' It's not easy designing routines to keep him in peak condition while preventing over-training.

Just as expected, the library was empty, except for the librarian who nodded at the two pokemon who showed up every day. The pair rode the elevator up in silence, not particularly enjoying each other's company, but not hating it either. The two entered the study room at the end of the hallway, and locked the door behind them. Lucas tossed his pack onto the table, sat in the chair, leaning back and kicking his feet up on the table.

Calem, placed his pack on the chair next to the chalk-board, and pulled out a folder of notes on berries and the best method of raising them. "So, let's look at last week's quiz and go over the questions you got wrong," Calem said, "Then we can find out what you're struggling with. Do you have your quiz?"

"I...uh...think it's in my pack," Lucas said pointing to his bag. Calem opened Lucas's pack and saw a mess of loose papers and empty folders in there.

Calem sighed, "I told you to bring it yesterday, and to organize this mess," he said dumping the contents over the table to search for it easier.

"I was busy," Lucas shrugged, "I did bring it though." Sure enough, he did, though it was crumpled up. Calem took one look at the quiz, and realized that he'd basically missed every question, but was given partial credit for the most basic of answers. He was losing his patience with this lucario.

Calem sighed, "Let's just go over the whole thing." Calem proceeded to explain the quiz in detail, drawing figures on the chalk-board and even dumbing it down a bit so Lucas would get something out of this.

An hour had passed, and Calem just about finished going over the quiz, when he finally turned to check if Lucas had any questions. He had been silent the whole time, which he naively thought he was paying attention. To his shock, he saw the lucario texting on his phone, seemingly not paying attention at all. "Did you get that, Lucas?" he asked.

"Get what?" Lucas replied as he looked up on his phone.

"The growing patterns of berries?" Calem said expectantly.

"Uhh...could you go over that again?" Lucas asked.

"Over what?" Calem said.

"Umm...everything," Lucas said.

On the outside, Calem only sighed, but on the inside, something snapped. This was the fifth time this week that this jock lucario had done this. After the first and second time, he figured Lucas would come around. But after the third and fourth times, he started resenting the lucario for wasting his time and putting them both in jeopardy. He'd fantasized about using a certain technique after the third day to finally get him to pay attention, even considered using it the fourth day. But at this point, Calem had reached his final straw. He was going to get Lucas to pay attention, even if it meant forcing him to.

For psychic types, there is a forbidden technique, 'hypnosis', to control the mind of another pokemon. It is very difficult to do successfully, but even so, it was forbidden to teach as well. Subjecting a Poke' to hypnosis was to take their will, and was the cause many conflicts in Poke' history. But Calem was gifted, and he studied this forbidden technique in secret, and he was about to put it into practice.

"Fine, I'll explain it again," Calem said sternly taking Lucas's phone, "be sure to pay attention this time." Lucas sighed in resignation.

Calem pulled out his twisted spoon, an family heirloom, and used it as a make shift pointer. Very subtly, as he guided the spoon around the board, he'd gently infuse is psychic energy into the spoon, acting as a focus for Lucas. As Lucas looked at the spoon, he'd absorb psychic energy visually, forming a connection between the kadabra and the lucario. He'd have to build the connection slowly, as to not alert Lucas to his invasion of his mind, even as a psychic type, Lucas could kick Calem's ass.

Calem's technique was working despite his fears, he saw the buildup of psy energy in Lucas's eyes, and Lucas hardly even noticed. In fact, he had the lucario's full attention. Lucas was following the spoon intently. Calem felt he had had Lucas under his control. "So Lucas," Calem said, "do you understand now?"

"Yes," Lucas said while nodding.

"Then prove it," Calem said, "Name the stages of berry sprouting."

"The sprouting stage..." Lucas began rattling off the stages verbatim as Calem explained it. Calem himself couldn't quite believe it. This was the guy who could hardly pay attention, and now, he was a walking encyclopedia. He didn't know if it was only because he was hypnotized or if the effect would wear off once he cut connection, but it didn't matter at the moment. Calem heart began to pound rapidly at the implications of his new found power.

"...so then the flowering stage..." Lucas continued explaining, before Calem cut him off.

"Shut up," Calem said.

"Alright," Lucas said stopping mid sentence, slouching over the table.

"Lucas, sit up it's bad for your posture," Calem ordered with a new-found confidence. Without responding, Lucas sit up in his chair. Calem grinned wickedly. "Lucas, clean up this mess, and organize your pack." Without complaint again, Lucas did exactly what he was told, neatly piling papers into folders, and placing them in his pack.

"Lucas, stand up," Calem ordered. Lucas stood up. "Jump up and down." Lucas bounced. "Alright stop." Lucas stopped. Calem was beside himself, this forbidden technique was working. But then a chill ran down his spine, "what if Lucas was stuck like this?" "Sit down," Calem ordered. Lucas sat down on the floor. "I mean on the chair," Calem corrected.

As soon as Lucas was seated, Calem carefully started to pull his psy-energy back through his spoon. Lucas stirred a bit, but once the glow had disappeared from his eyes, Lucas snapped awake, as if he had caught himself from falling. "Wha-what happened?" Lucas asked.

"What do you mean what happened?" Calem asked, "Do you remember anything?"

"I-uh-must've started day-dreaming or something," Lucas said, trying to re-orient himself.

"About what?" Calem asked, "berries I hope."

"I-uh-don't remember, you were explaining something, then I guess I stopped paying attention, mind going over it one more time?" Lucas asked, "And make it quick, I've got to meet the guys in an hour."

Calem grinned, 'so he doesn't remember doing what I told him to do', he thought to himself. "Well okay, this'll be the last time so, pay close attention." Calem started explaining it once again, using his spoon as a pointer, focusing the psy-energy into the lucario's eyes. It was much easier the second time, Lucas's eyes starting to glow almost immediately.

"Sit up, you're slouching again," Calem said, to which the lucario did obediently. A sinister thought ran through Calem's head. Here he was, full control over the best battler in the academy, alone in a room, absolutely sure no one would bother them. He was going to humble this arrogant jock, in a way he'd always wanted to.

"Lucas, you're a bad boy aren't cha?" Calem said, "tell me, why does Lucas not pay attention in class?" He asked in the third person, as asking in the first might not work as well.

"Lucas doesn't care about class. Besides, the professors will pass him anyway." Lucas responded.

"But Lucas knows he's wasting my time right?" Calem asked.

"Yeah, he does," Lucas said.

"That's what makes Lucas a bad student," Calem said, "Do you know what happens to bad students?"

Lucas shook his head, "No."

"Bad student's get punished," Calem said grinning, "So I'm gonna punish you."

"Okay," Lucas said.

"Oh, and from now on, when I hold this spoon, you'll answer me with 'sir', got it?" Calem said.

"Yes sir." Lucas said.

"Good boy," Calem said, "Now stand up and move to the front of the table."

"Yes sir." Lucas said as he did as he was told.

"First off, bad students don't get to wear the uniform," Calem said, "So until you straighten up, you can't look like one. Lucas take off that uniform."

Lucas replied "Yes sir," as he started to loosen his tie and pull his feet out of his shoes at the same time. He'd pull the tie over his head, and put it on the table behind him, as he kicked the shoes and socks under the table. He unbuttoned his dress shirt, avoiding the chest spike, pulling down his shoulders, and placing it on the table as well. Calem watched expectantly as Lucas started unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down, showing off his compression shorts he was wearing underneath. The fit lucario, standing in his underwear, was not humiliated enough for Calem's liking.

"Take off that underwear too," Calem ordered, "You're not a battler right now."

"Yes sir," Calem said as he gripped his waistband and pulled the compression shorts down, stepped out of them, and put it on the table. He was still flaccid, but standing nude before Calem, unfazed by the ordeal.

"There you go, now you look like a student ready to be punished. Shall we start?" Calem said.

"Yes sir," Lucas replied, still unfazed by the ordeal.

"Kneel down," Calem said. Lucas kneeled down and looked up expectantly at Calem. "Now, for your punishment, make up for wasting my time this week, so you'll be pleasuring me for the rest of this study session." He walked up to Lucas and put his crotch on his nose, "open it." Lucas brought his hands up and undid the belt buckle on Calem and pulled down the pants and underwear in one motion, revealing Calem's own dick, already stiffening at the attention.

"Now, suck, and careful, no teeth," Calem ordered.

Lucas took the member into his mouth and eagerly started sucking on the kadabra's dick eagerly. Starting at the tip, he worked his way down the shaft, his tongue playing with the kadabra's foreskin, and licking the head of his dick. Shivers ran down Calem's neck as he looked down at the most popular Poke' in the academy, sucking his cock and obeying his every whim.

He reached down and ran his fingers through the lucario's hair, as Lucas continued to suck on the dick. Lucas's dick was as still as soft and un-aroused as when they started, though Calem didn't care, he was getting close. He took a hold of Lucas's head and forcibly started to hump Lucas's muzzle. "When I cum, you'd better drink it all," he ordered.

Within seconds, Calem climaxed into the lucario's mouth, and Lucas started gulping down the kadabra's seed. Breathing heavily, Calem gave another command, "Alright, you can stop. Put your clothes back on and sit down on the chair." He pulled his dick out of Lucas's mouth.

Lucas obeyed just as he had always this afternoon, while Calem pulled his pants back up and re-fastened his belt. He checked to see if Lucas was still under his spell, and by the goofy look on his face he was. Calem silently congratulated himself for not losing control of the channeling as the whole thing unfolded. It was reckless, but it only excited him even more. To think, had Lucas snapped out of it at anytime, he'd probably be dead.

Once Lucas and Calem were properly dressed, and Lucas seated at the table, Calem decided that it was getting late, and he didn't want to risk anyone coming by to see this. Just as before, he loosened his psychic grip on the lucario's mind, much quicker than before, he was a quick learner after all. The glow disappeared from the spoon and the lucario's eyes.

Lucas shook his head, once again as if coming out of a lapse of thinking, like he'd was dreaming a dream he couldn't remember. "Whoa, uh, sorry but what time is it Cal?" Lucas asked.

"It's about 5:30," Calem replied, "we're done for the day. Sure we didn't get as much done as I wanted, but I think we're making a little bit of progress."

"What 5:30?!" Lucas exclaimed, "I need to take off, I need to meet the guys." He said quickly getting up and slinging his pack over his shoulder. "Don't want to miss out on the pizza, you know?"

"Oh, I know," Calem said as the lucario headed out of the room, "Go on, have a good weekend Lucas. Oh, and next time meet me here, so I don't have to go find you."

Lucas looked over his shoulder giving an acknowledging wave, "Yes sir!" he shouted as he ran off to the elevators to go get his pizza.

Calem chuckled a bit as he saw the lucario go, wondering if that response was sarcasm or some residual influence. Well, he'd have all weekend to prepare for their next study session. He was definitely going to make it worth his time.