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“Hey, I've figured out our team name!"

“…what are you talking about?" asked Brusser, completely baffled, as he looked over at his Blaziken compatriot. Beside him, Leo, their human, was also looking at him, equally confused.

Kerric grinned at the Nidoking. “Our team name! You know, the name we can call our team!"

“One, we don't need a team name, you cracked-ass chicken. We're not doing a sport or anything. Two, why are you thinking about this?"

“Because I enjoy it! Anyway, our team name is 'hot cross buns!' It's perfect!"

“Rrgh…I'm going to regret this, but how is it perfect?"

“Because each of us makes up one part of it! I'm the hot, you're the cross, and Leo's the buns."

Brusser just rolled his eyes, while Leo snrked and giggled. “If this is what passes for thinking from you, you might as well stop, it wouldn't change a thing."

“Ah, come on, that was pretty funny!" Leo said, patting Brusser on the arm. “Besides, I don't mind being the buns, and I don't think you mind, either."

“Mmrrrmmm…" Brusser seemed like he wanted to say more, but ended up keeping it to himself. As far as he was concerned, it was a rather lame joke, but there wasn't any point in grumping about it further if he was outnumbered. Besides, it was more likely that Kerric would make them if he knew it was annoying to him - he was like an annoying brother who loved to pester.

Although, at this point, if you took Kerric away, Brusser would have to grudgingly admit that he'd miss him.

It had been about a year and a half since Kerric had joined Leo and Brusser, under those most unusual circumstances. The lecherous Blaziken had proven to be more enjoyable for Leo than he had thought, and when he wasn't annoying the heck out of Brusser, he was getting the Nidoking out of his shell a bit. Brusser was often the straight man to Kerric's wisecracks, a role which he was naturally suited for; however, when it came to giving Leo a good fucking, the two worked like a well-oiled team together. And despite the usual grump Brusser had, it was pretty clear that he enjoyed having someone else around, and Kerric's yakking even got a few grins out of him from time to time.

Leo was especially happy about that, because it meant he could enjoy both of them. And enjoy he did, in spades. Sex was a regular occurrence between them, mostly with Leo as the target, although on rarer occasions Brusser might relieve a bit of frustration at Kerric by giving him a good pounding, or Kerric might take advantage of Brusser's distraction or preoccupation while he was reaming Leo to poke at his tailpipe. The regular stuff was fun enough, but they also had a couple of total role-reversal breaks where Leo basically abdicated his trainer status and let the two Pokémon treat him like their slave. It was as much a thrill for Leo as for Kerric and Brusser, he knew that the two really could let off some good steam by taking their natural roles and he enjoyed feeling their raw strength showing him where he felt like he rightfully belonged on the pecking order. Even outside of these he was pretty readily submissive, but there was a difference between just letting them take charge and essentially giving up autonomy…and it was never his choice when to end it, only Brusser and Kerric could decide that. Though they never seemed to let it go for more than a couple weeks - fun as it was, they liked their usual arrangement well enough, too.

Right now, though, it wasn't pleasure on their minds.

The trio's errant travels had taken them to the town of Polican, a fairly laid-back and easy-going place, not a large town but not exactly a rustic village either. While they enjoyed their time alone in the wild, trips into civilization were a good chance for Leo to resupply and for all of them to get a little extra rest. Occasionally they made a little scratch as well from battles against other trainers, which helped keep them able to afford those little things that came in handy when one was on their own, like emergency food or water, medical supplies, or other things to help out. And there was one other advantage: learning about things that were going on that could potentially inspire another destination.

Polican had offered one of those items for sure, and all three of them had quite a bit of interest in it. Not too far away from Polican was a small village named Iatris. Around fifteen years ago, a chemical accident had forced the couple hundred residents into exodus, most of whom ended up moving to Polican. While clean-up efforts had remediated the area, authorities had declared it off-limits for long-term residence for an extended period of time, and most of the former residents seemed pretty resigned to never returning. It had remained a ghost town ever since…until about seven months prior.

There were a couple people who enjoyed venturing to the abandoned village from time to time, either to document the process of natural reclamation or just for the thrill of the mildly spooky ambiance. But one of them brought unexpected news: the village had been claimed by Pokémon. By their estimation, between one and two hundred of them, taking up residence in a smattering of houses, barns, and other buildings, in some cases tearing down buildings entirely and using the material to make new ones. As they were Pokémon, no rules forbidding them from the area were enforceable, and they didn't appear at all affected by any potential lingering effects of the chemical spill. From what was reported, they seemed to be there for the long haul. It was a curiosity to the Polican locals and the former Iatris residents, as they had never heard of such a thing before - Pokémon didn't just claim abandoned villages for their own, unless there were hauntings involved and it was Ghost-types, and even that was uncommon.

The Pokémon made no attempts to communicate with anyone from Polican or anywhere else. The reverse was not true - there were curious locals and travelers alike who wanted to check it out and see if they could figure out what was going on. Never more than one or two at a time, they went to see the reclaimed Iatris…inevitably, all of them would find their way back to Polican within two or three days, unable to say much of anything about what they experienced there. They reported the vague feeling that their bodies and minds had been toyed with somehow, but apart from the memory loss, no alterations were ever found. The fact that it was a regular occurrence, even with those prepared to guard against such things, was almost spooky to the Polican locals, making them wonder if the Pokémon were planning some kind of takeover…whispers were definitely abounding now, especially after the last visitor, with multiple Dark-type Pokémon on his team, returned the exact same way, with his Pokémon no more able to speak about it than anyone else. What was up, no one knew, but they didn't like it.

Of course, Leo was immensely curious. This sounded like a wild tale, but there was too much consistency in the facts to be a fiction. He'd even met with a few of the people who'd attempted to go in, and they all had pretty much the same story - they remembered entering the village, meeting a couple of the Pokémon, and then things got blurry until they were on their way back. None of them reported any obvious hostility from the Pokémon they met - they didn't seem angry, in fact they all said they had been welcomed in rather friendly fashion - but the aftermath had them feeling like something had happened to them that they couldn't identify. It was too weird a mystery for Leo not to want to check it out for himself, even knowing that it was risky.

Brusser was less than enthused about it. It sounded like a rather sinister place to him, and he didn't relish having to face down a large contingent of potentially hostile Pokémon. Particularly because one of them had to be a fairly powerful Psychic, and he and Kerric happened to be particularly vulnerable to those types. Kerric, however, was all for the idea, eager to learn more about it and potentially solve the mystery and look stylish doing it. With the Nidoking outvoted, he resigned himself to doing the best he could to support Leo. At the very least, his human wasn't going in totally blind, he was aware of the risk and what could potentially happen…but that didn't make it rest any more easy in his heart.

“It's in sight now…" Leo looked forward, hand over his eyes; it was getting darker out, their trek had taken a bit longer than expected. “Though it looks pretty run-down…maybe the Pokémon aren't right at the edge. They said there might have been almost two hundred Pokémon there, that's not much less than there were people before…I would've thought it'd be more obvious."

“They're probably not living like humans did," remarked Kerric. “Pokémon don't need as much space, they probably left any building they didn't have a use for. And keeping some like that at the front, it probably keeps anyone from seeing what's going on inside."

“If they're trying to hide something sinister, that would be a good way to start," Brusser grumbled.

“C'mon, how sinister can it be? No one's been hurt. No one's been anything, really, except had their memories of being there cleaned out a bit."

“That we KNOW of. How many people entered that no one in Polican knew about? How many didn't leave? Traveling trainers can be missing for months or years without people noticing if they're disconnected enough."

“If they were that worried about people being suspicious of them," remarked Leo, “why would they release ANYONE? And especially why clear out their memories rather than planting false narratives? If this psychic is that powerful they could surely send people back to tell everyone that everything was fine, nothing suspicious, and so on. So why instead do something that would clearly make people think something was going on?"

“Leo's right, it doesn't make a lot of sense," Kerric agreed. “If you're worried about something sinister being discovered, you try to keep people from thinking that there's anything to find. They aren't doing that. The fact that they're letting people go means they aren't trying to hurt them, but they're clearly doing SOMETHING they don't want people finding out about. But that doesn't mean it's meant to be a terrible awful thing…there are secrets people want to keep secret even if they're not terrible."

“And how are we going to end up any different from any of the rest of them, if they're that protective of their secret?" countered the Nidoking.

“Eh, we'll figure something out. Or we won't. Either way, we'll be walking out of here alive, unharmed, and with no sign of anything wrong with us."

“You're way too confident about that."

“And yet I know you hope I'm right."

“Fucker." Brusser grumbled while Kerric busted out into laughter and even Leo joined in. To the Nidoking, the most annoying thing about Kerric was how annoyingly RIGHT he always seemed to be. The damned bird seemed almost like a psychic at times with how accurate he so often turned out to be…which, of course, had started way back when he'd first pestered them to join, telling them that they'd enjoy having him around and that Leo would love getting his dick. Of course, he was often right somewhat at Brusser's expense, since it was usually when he was in disagreement with the Nidoking that he voiced his opinion most strenuously. And while that was a bother, it also usually ended up being a better outcome than Brusser's naturally more pessimistic perspective…and he couldn't deny that he envied Kerric's intuition.

It wasn't much longer before they arrived at what was more or less the entrance to the village, where the first houses were. Leo's observation was pretty dead-on, things were pretty dilapidated, at least at first glance, with abandoned houses that looked very much the worse for wear. But, even from there, it was clear that further inside, there were buildings that looked much fresher, and lights that suggested that people were around. The vibe definitely seemed less intimidating in there…though, they still proceeded with caution, it was not many of them versus too many of their foes if they turned out to be foes.

Before they could reach where things looked to be active, a Cinccino hopped out in the road in front of them, staring them down. “You…why are you here?" The voice had an edge to it, but one that all of them picked up on was not aggression but more nervousness. Brusser could immediately pick up that it was a female by the scent, but that was about all he could tell right off.

It went without saying that Leo was the one to talk, being the least threatening one. “We're just here to check things out and see what's going on here. We've heard some odd rumors, but we'd rather try to get the truth for ourselves rather than relying on them. We're not planning an attack and no one else is with us."

That seemed to ease the Cinccino somewhat, though she wasn't exactly warm to them. “Anyone who comes here must speak with Dezzigan. He is…our organizer, I would say, and he helps us know whether we should allow an arrival to stay with us or not."

“Okay…how do we meet this Dezzigan?"

“Someone will have to inform him. You can come further in, but do not start any fights or cause any trouble, or…well, we won't hesitate to defend ourselves." The Cinccino turned and hopped off, somewhat hurriedly. Leo glanced back at his two partners, who basically shrugged in bewilderment; whatever reception they had been expecting, it wasn't that.

“I guess they're maybe worried about someone coming in and trying to kick them out?" suggested Kerric.

“Hm, I'm not so sure," disagreed Brusser. “Something about her voice…it was cool, yes, but also very practiced. That nervousness was more of an act than anything…hm, but I didn't get the sense that she was being dishonest. At least, not overtly."

“Might be hiding something, then?" ventured Leo.

“It's possible. We got permission to go deeper, so…well, since we're already here…let's just be on our toes."

Kerric and Leo were in agreement with that, and the three proceeded deeper into the village. It took a bit of walking down the road, but they finally started to see some Pokémon. It was a smattering of different species, quite a few of which didn't appear in this region normally. While they weren't actively counting, it appeared that the estimate of 200 was, if anything, probably a lowball - they seemed a little more numerous than that. Though it was possible that some had joined more recently. They seemed to be mostly concentrated in around a dozen buildings around the center of the village, though Brusser got the feeling that there were some that might have been a bit more spread out, just not active that evening.

“Does anything about this strike you as strange?" remarked Leo as they watched a Bellossom and Lilligant wander by.

“You mean apart from everything?" cracked Kerric.

“Yeah, actually. They said this town had been claimed by wild Pokémon. But…these Pokémon don't feel very wild, do they?"

“…Now that you mention it, yeah, you're right," agreed Brusser. “They seem far too at home like this. They aren't trained, for sure, but they don't give off the same air that your typical wild mon does. They feel almost…closer to Urban Pokémon. Not exactly that, either, but something closer to that than regular wild types."

“Huh. Well, what's the deal with that?" asked the Blaziken, not quite understanding the importance of that observation.

“I'm not sure yet, but the fact that it's got this kind of…essence of organization, I guess, means there's a good chance there's something more deliberate going on here," explained Leo. “There's structure here. They know what they're doing here. They didn't just stumble in by accident and like it."

“Which means there's something up, and I wanna know what it is," said Brusser with finality. “We need to find this Dezzigan and get the story."

“…I'm not sure if we should find Dezzigan so quickly," Leo said quietly. “If there's a Pokémon that would probably sniff out our distrust, it'd be the one in charge of this whole operation. We should try to find someone who can tell us a little more about this place. Preferably voluntarily."

“Who'd go against them?" asked Brusser dubiously.

“Easy," chimed in Kerric. “Someone who doesn't seem like they're comfortable here. Look for anyone who seems disconcerted or something like that. They might be having misgivings about this whole thing."

It wasn't the most solid plan, but no objections were raised, and the three kept close as they scanned the wandering mons. It took probably fifteen to twenty minutes and more Pokémon passing by than they expected to see before they hit a potential mark - a Watchog that seemed to be apprehensive for some reason. Cautiously, Leo approached with the other two a little further behind, trying to appear nonthreatening.

“Uh, excuse me…I was wondering if you could tell us a little bit more about this place? I mean, about why you guys came to Iatris like this?"

The Watchog looked at Leo, his expression clearly nervous. “Uh…what do you mean? We're just here because we want to be."

“Okay, but…why is that? Pokémon don't usually show up in a place like this and start just living here. I'm just curious about it all…is there something special about this place that brought you here?"

“Uh…I don't know if I'm the one you want to talk to…"

Leo smiled warmly. “It's fine, I don't mean you any harm. But…" his voice lowered a bit. “If you're here against your will, or you feel bad about something going on here…we can get you out, if we know enough about what's going on to be able to take it to someone else. I don't want to lead anyone in here blind if there IS something to worry about, or mess with people if there isn't, you know?"

The Watchog seemed to be on the fence, but eventually gave a hesitant nod. “Okay…okay, I'll…well, I can't tell you. But…I can show you, if you promise to keep quiet."

Score. Leo nodded, and looked back at Kerric and Brusser, who both gave their own nods. “Lead the way, buddy. Don't worry, we're not gonna do anything to you, except help if needed."

“I'm not worried." That expression of ostensible trust was helpful, and the three followed the Watchog towards one of the buildings at the far end of the square. It seemed like an abandoned business building of some sort, perhaps a general store, though the shelves were bare. There was a slightly dank smell on the air as they stepped inside, but that was all that was noticeable right off.

“What's going on…it's in the back here," said the Watchog quietly, pointing to what looked like a storeroom door in the rear of the building. “You'll want to be quiet…I don't want to go in there, it's…not for me."

“Got it. Thanks. You can wait here." Leo cautiously stepped forward, and then opened the door. It was dark inside, he couldn't see anything, and trying to flip the light switch wasn't helpful. “Kerric, we might need some light," he whispered.

“Okay, let me through."

“Might as well just go in as well," grunted Brusser, stepping in rather than aside, though he moved out of the way for Kerric. The Blaziken took the lead position, lighting up the flames around his fist to create some flickering light. The storeroom certainly seemed like it had seen better days, with debris cluttered all over and some cracks in the walls. Towards the back of the room, though, there was a fairly obvious wood panel on the floor with a handle on the top.

“A trap door? That can't have been here before," whispered Leo.

“Let's check it out," said Kerric.

“…I don't know if I'll fit down there," Brusser said nervously.

“What if something darts out at us?" Leo added hesitantly. “Should we really just open it?"

“Hm…I don't know if that's-" Brusser never got to finish, as an invisible wave of something suddenly barreled through all three of them from behind. Kerric slumped forward, flames snuffed, slowly tumbling to the ground, with Brusser swaying and then crashing a bit harder. Leo sank to his knees, trying to fight the spinning in his head, but he only held out a little longer…at least the transition from dark to dark wasn't too extreme.

———

When Leo finally roused, things had definitely gone from bad to worse. His head was still fuzzy at the outset, but he was able to pick up on a few things - first, he was naked; second, he was held in place on some kind of table or rack, he wasn't sure what; and third, what was holding him in place was NOT something tangible.

A psychic assault…it had to be…

Brusser and Kerric were slowly coming to as well, and they had a better view of Leo's predicament. He was on a tilted table of some kind, held fast by intangible blue cuffs that had him in a spread-eagled position, completely helpless and vulnerable. It would've been kind of hot if it wasn't for the situation…neither one of the Pokémon could move, and it felt like they couldn't actually take their eyes off of the scene, either. Both of them pretty quickly picked up on what was going on, they were definitely being affected by a Psychic-type Pokémon - and not a feeble one, either, they were trying to fight but their efforts at resistance weren't going very far. Even with a type disadvantage, enough willpower could break a psychic hold, but this one was sticking stubbornly in place.

They definitely weren't in the same building they'd been knocked out in; this one seemed more like a barn or a warehouse than anything. There weren't any other Pokémon in there at the moment, but that could change at any moment…there was certainly one there that was doing what it was doing to the three of them, they just couldn't see it. That growing nervousness was starting to gnaw at all three of them - they were surely kept alive for a reason, but without knowing what was intended…

Brusser heard it before the rest of them: footsteps approaching from a direction he couldn't look. But he didn't have to wait long, as a door burst open, and what seemed like a platoon of Pokémon entered. A Salazzle, a Krookodile, a Chesnaught, an Incineroar, a Sceptile, and a Garchomp, all tromping in with a clear purpose, though what it was wasn't immediately obvious. They took positions around Leo, leaving just enough space for Kerric and Brusser to see past them…and then, another appearance, this time zapping in from out of nowhere, their culprit.

And it took all three aback a bit. “An…Abra?"

The Abra bowed a bit in midair. “That I am. And you must be Leo, and that must be Kerric and Brusser sitting tight over there. Uninvited guests, it seems, but I don't mind too much, to be honest."

“You-" Brusser started to speak, and then found himself silenced by a force he couldn't fight off. He wrestled with it, but there was no help for it, his mouth felt almost fused shut.

“You were the one…who attacked us?" Leo said, slightly slurred. His head was clearing a bit, but there was something in the air that was threatening to throw him off again, he wasn't sure what but there was a distinct scent.

“Now, 'attacked' is such a charged term…I simply made you more convenient to transport. Besides, I believe you were going where you shouldn't have been…in case you forgot, you were supposed to see Dezzigan. Anyway, I'm here to rectify that."

“…So, you're Dezzigan."

“Indeed I am. And you have something I want."

“…What? I don't have anything…I literally don't have anything on me right now."

“Sure you do. This." Dezzigan trailed a finger under Leo's dick - and, simultaneously, spread his legs a little, showing that he was not packing the same equipment at all. “Don't worry - it's a painless switch, and you might even enjoy it."

“What? H-hey, that's not…ah, that's not…" This was a bad time for Leo's head to start spinning again. Was Dezzigan doing that? No, the Abra wasn't showing any sign of further activity, more examining his junk, which was getting hard for reasons he didn't understand…then, dimly, he realized. It was the Salazzle…the pheromones were working on him, arousing him madly. He knew he should be protesting more, but it felt like his brain was slowly surrendering to the pheromones, making his words come out as garbled sounds, none of which sounded like an appropriate no.

“Oh, he's responsive, isn't he, Aphor?" snickered Dezzigan.

“One of the most receptive I've ever seen," agreed the Salazzle - Leo gave a bit of a start at the depth of the voice. Is…is that a…male Salazzle? How…

But he had more important things to worry about - namely, the sudden glow from the Abra, and the feeling of something being pulled from him. It was a draw that felt like it came from somewhere inside him…he couldn't see it, but he had this weird sense of it being pulled right to the Abra, like it was directed at the smaller psychic. And at the same time, there was a much less intense sense of something going into him, as well, in the same invisible and intangible way. It wasn't inherently unpleasant, it didn't hurt, but he knew something was going on, just not what.

There was a moan from Dezzigan as his body started to shift, along with Leo's…the erect cock and hanging scrotum were slowly shrinking down, the inches dwindling slowly but steadily. The nether lips of the Abra were changing, too, shifting in shape and adjusting their quality into a more masculine slit, from which a cock was slowly starting to peek and grow. The more Leo's shrank, the more Dezzigan's grew, a sight that was both bizarre and disturbing to Kerric and Brusser, who still couldn't do anything about it. That wasn't all, though, there was also a larger change…Leo was getting slightly smaller, and his body was getting sapped of already less-than-impressive musculature, a thinning in his limbs and torso, while Dezzigan was filling out more, getting a bit thicker and taller all over. While still not objectively built, for an Abra he was cutting a good figure. And as it finished, Leo's body experienced the last shift, cock and balls melting into a set of labia and a vagina, the twisting inside him making it clear the changes were happening deeper within as well, while Dezzigan's new cock stood proudly at attention.

The pulling sensation ended, and Leo was left panting, laying on the table. He was only vaguely aware of the changes outside of his genitals, mind a bit overwhelmed trying to process everything. The pheromones weren't helping, either, clouding his head more than ever before, and bringing a deep-seated heat to his body, including his altered loins. It felt so weird, he knew something had changed dramatically, he should have been more in a panic or more angry or something…his responses were oddly muted, though, it was like he couldn't really focus on that as much as the burgeoning arousal.

“Fuck…that's such a rush," said Dezzigan, his voice laden with excitement. “Kadren, how is he?"

“You're gonna love this," growled the Krookodile. “Barely anything. More confusion than anything else. This's gotta be the one."

“Fuck, I hope so. If this does it, then we can finally be done with all this, and I can finally feel right. Why don't you help him along? You too, Aphor."

“With pleasure." As Dezzigan moved away, the rack tilted a bit, laying Leo back more, and his vision shifted as his head tilted back. It was a somewhat disorienting perspective for his already loopy head, but he could clearly see the Salazzle coming towards him…and the sight of not one, but two shafts jutting out from the reptile's crotch was enough for him to at least think it was a male. There might have been a variety of other options, but he wasn't clear-headed enough to think about that, nor was there enough time as those dicks came closer to him…the pheromone was stronger than ever, warming his body in a rather enjoyable way, a tingle rising in his new pussy that had him squirming around. And the negative feelings just seemed to melt away rather rapidly…almost unconsciously he opened his mouth, and one of those Salazzle penes entered his mouth, not going too deep yet but making sure he got a mouthful and a good taste. Bigger than he would have thought on such a lean creature, with a taste that seemed to mingle between Kerric's and Brusser's in many ways, and had another unique tenor on top of that.

He got distracted enough by that he forgot what was happening at the other end, until he felt clawed hands taking hold of his hips and a sandpapery cock at his new nether lips. There was a slight spike through the haze as he realized he was about to be taken in a completely unfamiliar, and there was nothing he could do about it…and then the thrust came, and his head blew a fuse at the sudden rush of foreign sensations that his brain scrambled to try to process. And the first thing to pierce through was how GOOD it felt…he couldn't have known what to expect, didn't even have time to think about it, yet his body spasmed and clenched around the Krookodile's girth, letting it slide and rub its rough surface against those walls, which were FAR more sensitive than even his ass was. He couldn't stop himself from rocking or tensing down, unconsciously encouraging Kadren to do more with him.

And Kadren, and Aphor as well, were certainly taking the cues to heart. Leo's throat became occupied as one Salazzle shaft pushed inside, the other rubbing against Leo's cheek to smear pheromone-tainted fluids all over him. And Kadren's dick started to really pump in and out with a fierce energy, his gritty and oily pre being rubbed all along those walls to increase the friction as well as speed up those thrusts. It was a furious double-teaming, and Leo was drinking it all in like a sponge, his head having mostly checked out and just letting things happen and reveling in the enjoyable ministrations of the two Pokémon. Moans slipped through the slurps over Aphor's length and he clung to Kadren's dick as much as possible, adding to the fierce heat within him that was starting to feel outright incredible.

“Oh, he is in HEAVEN," rumbled Kadren amusedly as he leaned over more, hammering in ever harder, using handholds on the rack to brace himself. “He's completely into this, already doesn't even care anymore. Damn, what a perfect little Pokéslut, almost wish we could keep him."

“Ah, he's really good at this, too," panted Aphor with a hissing murr. “He must've been sucking cock for years, hah, jealous of those two. I think we've finally got a winner!"

'Those two' were still held firmly in place to the side, though able to see every part of the action. Kerric's beak was clenched, and his cock was stiff and dripping in front of him; the pheromones that Aphor was giving off were affected him, too, though in a different way from the human. The scene in front of him was HOT, he couldn't deny that, but he knew he should be trying to stop this for Leo's sake…even if he could clearly hear those moans of bliss, it had to be some kind of shenanigans. “Ngh…Brusser…c'mon, we gotta do something…mph, are, are you sure you can't…"

Unfortunately, the lack of response didn't fill Kerric with much confidence. Straining to look over, he saw Brusser's eyes raptly attended to the scene, his jaw slightly opened, tongue hanging out a bit and drooling…he was fully aroused as well, clearly, but even beyond Kerric, his weakness for lust was so exceedingly exploited thanks to the sights and sounds and smells. Kerric knew he was going to be no help, if he was let go he'd never be able to stop himself. It was up to him…but as his head was drawn back to seeing Aphor and Kadren work Leo over, the competing desires to resist and to join in waged a fiercer war than ever, and he was slowly finding himself being swayed by the scent of Nidoking desire joining the rest of everything…

Leo was unaware of any of this, or anything else other than the powerful euphoria working him over continuously. His eyes were rolled back in his head a bit as he rode the waves of pleasure that cascaded through him endlessly. The bizarrely addictive taste of Aphor, the dense cloud of pheromone around his face tainting every breath, the corrupting fluids gushing into his cunt as Kadren rocked into him…he could hear the snarls from the Krookodile, the hisses from the Salazzle, he could feel the throbbing in their cocks as they ramped up the intensity even more, barreling towards the finish…and then, quite suddenly, his mind went into overload, his body bucking hard and fast as he suddenly hit a furious climax, orgasmic pleasure exploding through him, his reformatted body alight with delight, pushing every remaining thought out of his head.

And in the midst of it all, he suddenly felt it - Kadren first, ramming in and pumping thick, grainy seed deep inside Leo, filling him in an unfamiliar yet enjoyable way for the first time, the heat and thickness providing an extra dizzying sensation for him to be overwhelmed by. And Aphor provided yet another as he hit his release as well, getting a fresh noxious load both into and onto the human, the discolored seed being slurped down as fast as Leo could manage as the taste lit up his tongue. As the rollicking pleasure faded away, he was left almost insensate, letting himself be filled up nice and full. Any concern he had about his state was completely smothered by his preoccupied mind, all that mattered was the wonderful satisfaction he felt from it all.

But it wasn't over…not by a long shot, as even as Leo's body settled down, the burn in his body slowly revived. And faster when Kadren pulled out of him, leaving his cunt aching for a refill. Aphor released his mouth from its duty as well, letting him take some rough, ragged breaths, though still heavily laden with those enticing pheromones. The desire for more was coming…and he was about to get it, as the Incineroar and Chesnaught stepped up. Suddenly the bonds around Leo's body were gone, and he was being lifted into that fiery furry body, the Incineroar giving him a cheeky grin before plunging his barbed cock into that broken-in cunt, getting a quavering cry out of Leo. He didn't start thrusting immediately, though, and Leo found out why a moment later as he felt something thick against his asshole…another cry escaped him as the Chesnaught plunged in from behind, stuffing him as full as he could ever remember. The two started to rock in and out of Leo, letting him call out his delirious pleasure, all while Kerric and Brusser were engrossed in the sight, slowly losing themselves to the excitement, unaware of the subtle influences going on behind the scenes…

———

The fog wasn't lifting, but Leo was becoming a little more aware. The Chesnaught and Incineroar had fucked him silly, and he was woozily getting his head back into some semblance of stability. He was on his side, eagerly being face-fucked by the Sceptile, and bobbing into him actively as much as he could, slurping over him willingly and trying to suck down as much of that sweet syrup as he could. At his other end, the Garchomp was plowing him in both pussy and ass, those spiky cocks destroying any semblance of resistance, not that Leo was offering any with any intent.

And he was LOVING it.

He couldn't imagine ever having been so excited and aroused as he was now. He couldn't think of anything that he'd done before that matched this level of intensity, even with as wild as Brusser and Kerric could get at their freest. They were amazing, but he'd never been so thoroughly overwhelmed as he was with all these influences overcoming him at once, leaving his mind helpless to do anything but observe and enjoy. He couldn't even remember what was going on before, it seemed like anything outside of the moment simply wasn't accessible. All that he cared about, all that he could care about, was getting more cum in him.

And he got just that. The Sceptile plunged in, and that thick, gooey spunk pulsed into his throat, and then his mouth as the Sceptile pulled back a bit, feeding him that delicious, overwhelming taste. And the Garchomp followed behind fairly quickly, a screeching roar ringing in his ears as he felt his body get flushed in two separate holes by that thick, gritty jizz, some of it gushing out and flinging more of that potent dragon musk to join the mixture of scents in the air. Leo's nose was almost burning with everything that had been flowing into it, the air so laden with sex and pheromones and musk and cum that he felt like he was swimming in a sea of eroticism.

And despite it all, his body was still demanding more. He'd just gotten through yet another orgasm before his head cleared that little bit, he'd already lost count of how many he'd been through, and yet the desire for more was still there. He wanted another cock inside him, another two or three, however many wanted to use him he wanted them to be in there, to pleasure him more and give him that satisfaction that he craved. And as the mons surrounding him parted, he saw two in there that hadn't gotten a turn with him…and it was all too obvious that they wanted one.

Kerric and Brusser charged forward, snatching up Leo and quickly taking over. They were all but gone by now - their heads fogged over by the raw need, and by a little psychic tweaking, there was no notion of rescue, only joining the fun and reminding their human bitch who his real masters were. Not that Leo would have wanted rescue anyway, he would have begged if his mouth was working, but he didn't have to, and he didn't have time as Kerric's fiery staff slammed hard into that slack mouth, Leo's arms taking hold of those powerful thighs and gurgling and slurping as the Blaziken ravaged his mouth. And then he felt Brusser's cock lining up with his lower lips…his heart skipped a beat, the desire to feel Brusser there was stronger than even all the rest of the Pokémon in there. He wasn't sure why, but there was something almost desperate about getting the Nidoking inside him, and he tried to stretch his legs as much as he could, though considering how fierce a hold on them Brusser had there wasn't much he could do.

The extra effort wasn't needed, though - Brusser snarled and slammed in, hilting into Leo's snatch with all the ferocity of a mindless rutting beast of a Nidoking. And it was just as glorious for Brusser, who'd been pushed to and beyond the brink of his sanity by the raw sexual miasma in the air. It would be hours before he was satisfied, but he was finally getting to unleash that pent-up energy on his bitch, the one he was in charge of, the one he ruled over, and he was going to make sure Leo would have a fucking to remember even as all these others tried to outdo him. And the human twisting and clenching on him was flexing his barbs and giving him a fantastic rush of pleasure, breaking every last remnant of control within him. He was going full-bore from the start, knowing exactly what Leo could take and that it was everything he could give.

“Take it, bitch, worship your masters!" Kerric's voice cut through the haze in Leo's mind, and stuck in there fiercely. Leo shuddered a bit at the sharp command…Kerric could be pretty domineering, but this was another level, and like everything else, Leo really loved it. He moaned around that dick crammed into his mouth, swallowing and tightening to properly serve the Blaziken.

“Rrrr, that's right, I wanna feel you squeeze on me…my sexy pet…" Brusser's voice was less of a spike and more of an earthquake shaking everything rattling around in Leo's head. “Did you enjoy it, slut? Being gangbanged by a bunch of big-dicked males, made to serve them and treat them like they deserve?"

Leo's mouth was far too occupied to respond properly, but he moaned as loud as he could, trying to say 'yes' without being truly able to. But the two seemed to know already, and Kerric cackled viciously. “Hah, of course he loved it, he's a slut through and through, he craves a good dicking all the time. Maybe we shoulda been whoring him out before this! Well, bitch, you'll get plenty of other cocks now, we'll make sure of it!"

“But you'll always hold ours above any others," growled Brusser. “I'm gonna make sure you remember just who rules you over everyone else, and every time you get your mind blown by another one, I'm gonna do it to you twice over." He growled lecherously over Leo's shudder and spasm around him, dragging his barbs back and making them leak sinister fluid which his body could absorb. “There you go, more of that, drink my poison up, that's what you want more of, isn't it?"

It was excitement redoubling upon itself, Leo's heart racing more than ever. They were going well beyond anything they had before, he knew this only dimly but it was definitely coming through…he'd submitted to them before, eagerly and unconditionally, but this was a seizure of power that went beyond the norm, they were claiming him for good! And he couldn't have found it any more desirable than he did, he wanted to cede everything to them, let them rule him, let their power reign supreme over him! His body shook as yet another orgasm ravaged his senses, a visceral surrender to the two Pokémon.

“Fuck, he's going nuts on me now!" Kerric was almost screeching, his hands gripping Leo's head almost painfully tight as he skullfucked the human, his feathers barely cushioning the blows of his body against Leo's face.

“He's singing more sweetly than ever," agreed Brusser with a deep grunt as he added to the force by driving Leo harder with his own cock. “And we know why, don't we? You love having a pussy, don't you, cumslut? You love having another hole for your masters to breed! You don't ever want a cock again! And I'm gonna make sure you never have one again! Your bitch body's ours to rule, now and forever!"

Were it not for Kerric's throbbing, burning shaft plugging him up, Leo would simply be babbling incoherent agreements to every single word Brusser was saying. He wanted this, wanted everything they commanded of him, wanted to serve them and worship them with every hole he had, he was happy to give them anything they wanted. And though his voice was muffled, those superior ears heard everything, and Brusser went in for the finale, ravaging that greedy cunt with everything he had, his throbbing cock threatening to release its potent load. There was no stopping him, only surrendering to him and encouraging him, and that was what Leo did, working that cock as hard as he could, fixated on it for reasons he didn't understand and didn't care to…

The roar Brusser let out when he hit his limit was enough to rattle the windows in their little fuckhut, and one last thrust punctuated the sudden rush of intoxicating Nidoking cum. And as it flooded Leo, the human felt a spreading tingle throughout his body, radiating from where his womb was being inundated with that baneful batter and working through the rest of him…somehow he knew, it was a toxin that Brusser was pumping into him, that his body was greedily taking in, ensuring he was exactly this way with no way of undoing it no matter what. He didn't know how he knew, didn't care, didn't have any idea that there might perhaps have been a psychic feeding such a thought into his head, all he cared about was the rapture as another orgasm overran him, that filling making him feel even more sensitive and aroused. Somewhere in there, Kerric's eruption came through, and he found himself having to swallow again, and making a mess as his uncoordinated jaw let some of that spunk loose to make a mess all over his face. He didn't care - he hardly cared about anything, everything felt perfect now, he was only feeling right, and only would so long as he continued to serve his masters the way they deserved.

There was no relaxing for him…the seed Brusser had pumped into him was energizing him again, staving off the fatigue and reviving the ferocity of the heat in his body. And there were still eight randy Pokémon ready for action, or even nine as Dezzigan seemed to be interested in getting involved…Kerric wasn't waiting his turn, though, grabbing him and plunging his blazing cock into that insatiable pussy of Leo's, while Kadren took his ass and the Incineroar went for his mouth, the others simply pairing off and ravaging each other while waiting their turn to ravage the human, the gangbang devolving soon into an all-orgy where no hole was guaranteed to be spared from a load of some sort. And that was just another of the many, many rounds of sex that would happen during that chaotic period, lasting not just through that night but all the way through the next day and into that evening…

———

When Leo finally woke up, he was sandwiched between Kerric and Brusser. The two had clearly gone to sleep with their cocks inside him, though they weren't at the moment; the residue of some of their mess still stuck to him, along with that of quite a few other Pokémon, he was sure. He was still quite weary, though it was a contented sort of weariness that wasn't at all unpleasant. There was a fair soreness in his ass and his cunt, though also not one that felt terrible…and he had to blink at just how rapidly and easily he thought of 'his cunt' like it was perfectly natural for him.

Which, oddly enough, was because it felt perfectly natural.

Indeed, Leo couldn't really remember the feeling of having a cock and balls in the first place; it was like the notion had just vanished completely from his mind. He was aware that it was a new thing, his memory that it had been different hadn't gone, but the self-image of a male like that was just totally vanished. And he was strangely very at ease with that, the thought didn't cause him even a lick of distress. Very strange, yet it was hard to mind it, all things considered - how could he be that upset if his mind didn't see anything wrong with things? As far as he was concerned, he was just feeling right.

Kerric and Brusser roused shortly after Leo did, and apparently with a similar odd sense of normalcy. “It's so weird…I know you were a regular dude before, but I can't even picture it in my head anymore…any time I try to remember something, I see you like this," remarked the Blaziken, rubbing his head. “And I can't help but feel like it's how you were supposed to be or something."

“Yeah…among other things…" Leo felt his face redden as other feelings welled within him. Namely, the submission to the two…he'd always been somewhat submissive to them, but this was different, any sense of power or authority had been stripped away entirely. And he kind of liked that…more than kind of liked it, even. “Like I was supposed to be yours…I just feel this, uh, desire to serve you…and it feels weirdly good to feel that way."

“Ugh…this wouldn't've happened if I hadn't been zonked so easily," groaned Brusser. “Shoulda been able to protect you from them, couldn't even protect you from myself."

“It's okay, Brusser, it wasn't your fault," Leo said gently, patting the Nidoking on the arm. “I mean, hell, I went under pretty quickly too, how could I ask you to hold out if I couldn't?"

“Still…I'm supposed to be the stronger one here! I'm supposed to protect you. And now you're…ngh, my head keeps trying to tell me nothing's wrong, and I know that's not true! But it's so hard for me to remember you as you…were before."

“It's almost surreal how much it feels like everything's just fine," agreed Kerric. “Like my head is trying to tell me that imagining Leo any other way is wrong."

Leo nodded. “I feel the same way. It feels as natural as if I was born this way. It's kinda weird…but, I dunno, I'm having a hard time seeing it as some terrible awful thing."

“Better that than the alternative, I guess," sighed Brusser. “But you really don't feel any problems with being, you know, changed like that?"

“Well, I mean…let's be honest, how much was I really using that part anyway? I never topped either of you two, and I don't remember you ever having me stick it in anyone else, either. If I all I was doing was receiving anyway, then it's not really gonna affect how I usually approach things…"

“And that's part of the reason you were the perfect candidate." All three started and turned towards the door, where Dezzigan and Aphor had just come in - the Abra floating and the Salazzle treading lightly enough to be almost soundless. Brusser would have heard, but his distraction meant he wasn't paying attention…he didn't like anyone getting the drop on him.

“Oh, yeah, you…you switched with me, was it?" Leo rubbed his head. “Guess you're probably enjoying what I used to have, huh?"

“Indeed I am," replied Dezzigan, a wide smile on his face. “For the first time in as long as I can remember, it all feels right…I'm comfortable in my own body. And I have you to thank for it."

“I haven't seen him this happy in all the time I've known him," added Aphor with a grin of his own. “Everyone around here feels lighter with it, finally getting the right candidate after so long."

“The right candidate? So…all those people who came in here and left after a couple days…you were doing this to them as well?" asked Kerric.

Dezzigan nodded. “Yes. That was why we originally came here…I wanted to be able to have access to humans who I might be able to swap with. It's been such an enormous challenge to make this happen…I tried so many methods to correct what I felt was wrong, so many of the many different ways, and dealing with failure after failure. Either my body rejected the attempt and wouldn't change, or the effects caused such nasty problems that I couldn't keep them up. I tried swapping with so many Pokémon, and my body still rejected it time after time…I don't really know why, but something about the essence just wasn't compatible. But I found out that human essence was...so I needed to be able to be around humans, but also be able to keep too many from coming at once. I didn't want people knowing what I was doing, because then it would keep them away, but I worried that being too welcoming would make it harder to go undiscovered by accident."

“So you went with 'suspicious but not super threatening,' so that some people would still be curious and not be too worried that they'd be hurt," ventured Leo.

“Exactly. None of us wanted to hurt anyone, but if we came off as not welcoming, then average people would be deterred. We could get one or two at a time, test them out…but, I wasn't going to take essence from anyone who might have ended up feeling like me afterwards. I couldn't put someone else through that."

“I know what it's like to have the 'wrong gender' feeling, too," Aphor chimed in. “I thankfully didn't have to go through such drastic measures to resolve that, but until I did it ate at me constantly…I wanted to make sure he could be the way he wanted to be, and that it wouldn't hurt anyone else in the process. Our goal was to avoid that by finding a male who was submissive enough, mentally fluid enough, and who took it so much that they would be able to adapt just fine if they got changed like that."

“It was sometimes a frustrating process," admitted Dezzigan. “All the efforts I went through…I had to work their mind to see if there was any pliability there. Aphor concocted a pheromone that would trigger more for a more receptive human…and it had the side effect of triggering more dominance in Pokémon, so they'd be more aggressive, which made holding back in the moment hard. And Kadren, our Krookodile, he was there to read the emotions of the human, to try to see how they were handling the changes. A failure on any one of those, and we had to scuttle the transfer…it was SO hard to return what I had taken, when it felt so right to have it, but I couldn't put that on anyone else."

“Wasn't easy doing all that," agreed Aphor. “At least we could have fun with them until the effects of my pheromones faded, but it still felt bad to see Dezzi so frustrated, I couldn't get into it as much. Seeing him actually getting into fucking you, it was such a thrill…the first time he'd actually had sex with anyone, because he finally felt the right way to be having it. And you, Leo…damn, I don't think we could've asked for better, you fell in almost immediately, Kadren was telling me you stopped caring before we even got a cock into you. Maybe it was more suited to you than how you were before already…but, of course, we had to make sure we made that more certain. And your partners sure took to it quick, too."

“Took to it nothing, you had to have futzed with our heads," growled Brusser.

“I do apologize for that," Dezzigan said with a bit of a bow. “I wanted a little bit of extra assurance…and a Nidoking who's got good toxin control can seal things in better than just about anything. If you were attuned to seeing that as how he should be, you wouldn't have any problem doing that. But I swear that I wouldn't have done that if you had been really opposed to it...we've had a couple failures that happened not because the human was that opposed but because the Pokémon was so distressed by it that I aborted. But you two, I could tell pretty quickly that you weren't that bothered by it…and it was incredible how quickly you took to it, even beyond my little tweaks. I didn't have anything to do with that impressive domination, to be sure…phew, you had such an aura about you that I almost felt like begging for you right then and there! I figured feeding into that a little bit wouldn't hurt anything, and I can tell it didn't, you all feel like you're more comfortable than even the people I backed off from."

“I have to admit, you guys were pretty thorough," conceded Leo. “But one thing I don't understand, if you wanted it to go so easy, then…why didn't you just…ask? Why the ambush and the whole production?"

“In some cases, forgiveness is easier than permission," the Abra confessed. “I didn't want to just ask because the idea of it is so unusual for humans…Pokémon, not so much, gender flux isn't really that strange for us, our bodies are made to adjust and adapt, but human bodies aren't normally like that. I feared I would drive people away who might actually be suited for it, just because they weren't ready to accept the idea…such as, well, yourself."

“You forced this because you figured he wouldn't say yes if you asked, but you were sure he'd be okay with it if you made it happen…" Brusser had to rub his head. “Fuckin' hell. The worst part of that all is that I can't even really fault the line of thinking because you were totally right."

“Believe me, I went to great lengths to make sure I could be as right as possible for this. And even then, I know I put you out considerably, and I wouldn't blame you for being upset regardless. That's why I feel that I should do something more to make up for putting you all out like this. Whatever I can do that would benefit you, I would move mountains with my bare hands to do it…after all, it is an enormous boon you've done for me, even if not entirely at your will."

Leo nodded. “True…but, honestly, I can't really be that upset. I feel fine, honestly, and since you're happier and I'm at least not any less happy, well, that's a net gain, right? And…well, maybe I'll even find I DO like it better this way…honestly the whole last day and a half or so did make a pretty darn good case for it."

Dezzigan nodded, smiling. “I'm glad you think so, and I sincerely hope it does turn out to be the case. I know I feel far better, and if we both gained, that would be the absolute most perfect outcome. But I'd still like to do more for you, if possible."

“Understandable, and I think I've got a good idea. You got into all of our heads pretty easily…even if it turned out all right in this case, I don't know if it would in the possible next time someone tried that. I wasn't exactly putting up much of a fight, and Kerric and Brusser, they have a natural vulnerability just because of their types…if you could train us to fight off that kind of influence, I think that would definitely make up any debt you might owe to us."

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," agreed Kerric. “Doubt everyone's gonna wanna mess with our heads just for sex, right?"

“I'm hardly in a position to disagree with that myself," Brusser said to round it off. “After how much I've been grousing over it…if I knew how to block that shit, I'd be walking on air."

Dezzigan nodded quickly and eagerly. “Of course! I can absolutely teach you the tricks and train you on that. There are a lot of methods that can be used, even for those who have a natural weakness, and I can also help shore up your baseline defenses so it'll be harder to get in in the first place. Though…I must warn you, to truly effectively train you, I'm going to have to sincerely try to force my way in. You can't really simulate a psychic incursion, only the real deal will prepare you for an actual assault, you need to know very clearly the strength of will that it would take."

“And I assume a thorough training would also mean we'd have to learn how to fight it off when we weren't ready for it, too," added Kerric.

“Indeed. If you're willing to grant me that permission, I would be happy to help, and I'm sure others could as well. I just want you to know what you're getting into this time. And I'd want to know what I'd be allowed to do with that power while I had it, I wouldn't want to go too far with anything."

Leo grinned. “Well…I can think of one thing you can do to ME, for sure…since you've already done it once and you know I got a good kick out of it."

“I think the whole village would be eager to help with that," snickered Aphor. “Kadren was really hoping for more chances at you, and I think there's a bunch of mons who're hearing about that orgy that wish they could have been there, giving them an opportunity would only please them. And perhaps your partners wouldn't mind being turned on you…something tells me they enjoy that a fair bit already."

“I think I could get behind that," said Brusser with a grin. “And you don't even have to ask the perv-chicken, I can already see him salivating." Indeed, Kerric's eyes spoke only of eagerness as he nodded in agreement.

Dezzigan flashed a grin of his own. “Win-win situations are always the best…we'll be sure to take good care of you, and make sure your training is both enjoyable and effective."

Leo was looking forward to it. And perhaps he wouldn't be in a rush to master it, if the journey was enough fun…