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“You planning on getting a move on any time this year?”

“Hang on, I’m taking pictures.”

“You’re going to run out of space on that camera, you know.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know, but I can’t help it, these are cool.”

Cellus shook his head; when Reeve got it in his head to snap a shot, it was tough getting him out of it. “You know we’re trying to go deeper, if you take all your pictures now you won’t be able to snap any more when we get to the real new stuff. We can come back here any time a lot more easily.”

With a resigned sigh, Reeve lowered the camera. He knew Cellus was right, but it was hard to resist the allure of a unique snapshot. He’d beet trying to get snaps of a colony of bugs underneath a fungal outgrowth on a tree, the kind of thing he’d never have noticed at his typical altitude. But he’d already gotten a couple pictures of it, and his usual habit of taking shot after shot hoping for the perfect image was really going to put a damper on things. “Okay, I’m coming...man, too much that catches my eye, I need a camera with more space.”

“Or just some better restraint,” Cellus replied.

“Funny.” Reeve picked up the pace as he followed the floating Abra deeper into the woods. Once again he was in a minute state, though this time Cellus wasn’t the beneficiary of his size - it was instead an object at home, a wooden figurine that was currently quite a bit oversized from normal. He was still slightly smaller than the Abra, but not enough that he really thought of it as much smaller, it felt like more or less equal ground.

They still had their fun with the size changing, but as Cellus had grown more confident in all the details, they’d started venturing out more in altered states, most typically the way they were now. For Reeve, every time they did it was a new excitement - he saw things in ways he’d never seen them before, and his photography had taken on a new novelty as a result. Pictures of nature, of little details he’d never seen, of Pokémon from the most unusual perspectives, he felt like he was really onto something amazing. Every excursion added a ton of pictures that he just loved, and made him all the more eager to go out again at a small size. The only thing that might have given him pause was that Cellus still wasn’t sure he could shrink the human’s clothes, so he was required to go out nude...but it wasn’t like they had guests around, and Pokémon hardly cared about what he wore, so it usually didn’t matter much.

Cellus had promised him something particularly special this time, and he’d been unusually coy about it, which meant that he had something that he was sure Reeve wouldn’t be prepared for. He knew better than to try to figure out the Abra’s line of thinking, the Psychic Pokémon could run rings around him in that regard, but there was no question he was curious. After all, the woods around their home were quite familiar to Reeve by now, he didn’t know what he could have been missing all this time.

Onward they went, and he fought the urge to raise his camera every two minutes when a new sight came to him. The curse of a photographer, he supposed - interesting sights were meant to be captured, and playing within the limits of one’s technology wasn’t usually at the forefront of his mind. What if he missed that once-in-a-lifetime moment? But realism was important too, and he probably wasn’t going to miss anything so spectacular that he would regret it forever - if something was THAT obvious, instinct would make him react.

Reeve held himself in check until they arrived at a dense line of foliage, so thick that it was impossible to see through. He’d been over here before, taken a few pictures, but it had always remained just a feature of the forest that he never thought about too much. Cellus, however, was smiling at him now. “Well, we’re here.”

“Here? This is all?”

“Heh, you think you’ve seen everything there is to see about this?”

“...What’s the deal, Cellus?”

“I’m about to show you.” The Abra waved him on, around the bulk of the plant mass, to a small crevice at the edge where it met a tree. He’d never really taken note of this before, but Reeve could see a small protrusion on the tree trunk, something unusual...and then Cellus pressed it, and the crevice swept open a bit, enough to only accommodate Cellus as he floated through laterally and Reeve while he was crouching.

What met the human’s eyes was jaw-dropping. A glittering spring, with a natural fountain in the center, water droplets shining in the sunlight and creating a natural rainbow over the water. About a dozen Pokémon, all around his current size or even smaller, were playing in the water or lounging around the bank, looking happy and content as could be. It was a scene almost out of a storybook, and of course he was on top of it, snapping a boatload of photos right away.

He only paused when Cellus put a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t spend them all in one spot! No one here’s going to stop you...they’ll be interested in the first human ever to see this hidden grove.”

“Wow! This is...this is just stunning!”

“Heh, and that’s why I wanted to surprise you. Now get in there and get everyone’s best sides.”

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It was a few hours before they were done in the secret grove, and Reeve was still in awe. Cellus could sense the excitement in his mind, it was almost infectious. “See? What did I tell you?”

“You were right, I wanted all the space I could get for that! Man, I never thought I’d see anything like that in my life...how does something like that stay a secret for so long?”

“Because humans are too big to get in normally, so they don’t have any clue about it. Easy to miss what you’re too big to get to.”

“I guess that’s true, I never would have seen that little...whatever it was in the tree from my normal height. How did someone even come up with that anyway?”

Cellus snickered. “I don’t have ALL the answers. Just the ones that I’ve been able to figure out from talking and reading minds. But this doesn’t have to be the last time we go there, either, I’m sure you’d love to go back and I’d be happy to bring you. It’s such a relaxing spot, and everyone’s very friendly there.”

Reeve nodded, still grinning from ear to ear. “They were so pleasant! It felt like I was a regular there, the way they treated me! And posing for pictures! I have so much trouble getting some Pokémon to do that!”

“Isn’t it nice when they’re laid back enough to be nice and cooperative?”

Before Reeve could respond, another voice spoke up from nearby. “Oh, yes...it’s the best when someone’s nice and cooperative. We REALLY like cooperative.”

“Who’s there?” instantly Cellus was on alert, and he was spooked - he hadn’t sensed a thing, he kept his mind alert for dangers but somehow the warning hadn’t come...and then the two Pokémon stepped out, and he knew why immediately - they were a Krokorok and a Scrafty. Shit...Dark-types. They aren’t common around here, they tend to stick to the deeper woods…

“Interesting...a tiny human…” the Krokorok snickered quietly. “And here I thought we weren’t going to have any fun today. Zippo, what do you think? This look like a prime opportunity to you?”

“Hm…” the Scrafty looked over the pair, like he was trying to assess something about them. “They don’t look that tough, Keth. I think we can make use of them.”

“Hey, we’re not looking for trouble,” Cellus said, trying to sound calm despite his increased heart rate. They were both Dark-types, both bigger than either of them, and he wouldn’t be able to put up much of a fight against them. The last thing he wanted was for them to get in a brawl… “We’re just passing through. No need for any fuss, right?”

“Who said anything about fuss? We just want to come calling when opportunity knocks.” The two Pokémon stepped forward, approaching surprisingly swiftly. “Ain’t every day we see a human this tiny, can’t pass up a chance to have a little fun with them. And with you, too.”

“What...do you mean, fun?” asked Reeve. There was nervousness in his voice, but also a breathlessness that Cellus caught...something he wasn’t sure he wanted to hear at this point.

“Heh...well, since you two don’t want to battle, the next most fun thing is a different type of physical,” Keth remarked as he leered over the human. “Smells to me like you’re not unfamiliar with that type of fun, heh heh…”

“We’re not...we’re not looking for that either,” Cellus tried to assert himself and move towards Reeve, but Zippo blocked him off, getting him further away from the human.

“Well, sometimes you find what you’re not looking for...I’d very much prefer not to have to put you in your place before showing you a good time, that kind of ruins the mood. So how about you drop the fight and make this easy?”

Cellus swallowed hard. He really didn’t want to do that - he wanted to hurry over to Reeve and try to Teleport the two of them out of there. But if they got violent, Reeve could get hurt, and if Cellus was disabled first, that would only make things worse. Calling to Reeve to hurry over to him, they might hold back a bit because he was a human and there were rules about that sort of thing...but Reeve didn’t seem to be very nervous about the situation. Indeed, he was eying the Krokorok with a bit of a hunger in his eyes, and Cellus could sense from his emotional projections that he wasn’t exactly afraid of the idea that was being presented. It was going to be hard to convince him to leave at this point...and he wasn’t going to abandon Reeve to the two of them, that was for sure.

Reluctantly he stopped floating, getting onto the ground on his hands and knees before the Scrafty. Zippo cackled a bit. “That’s right...nice and cooperative, like a good bitch.”

A spike of irritation rose in Cellus. “I’m not a bitch.”

“Maybe not, but for right now, you’re MY bitch. I don’t give a fuck what you do with others, but with me, you’re gonna submit nice and proper, understand?”

“Yeah, take a page out of your buddy’s book,” Keth remarked with a laugh. Cellus felt his face redden as he saw Reeve already slobbering over the reptile’s cock, sucking on it shamelessly and moaning in obvious pleasure. Getting into it far more than just trying to play the part and get through it, for sure. Then he felt the Scrafty grab onto him and push him down a bit, lowering him further and jerking his tail out of the way. Suddenly a cold terror gripped him. “W-wait! I’m sorry, I’ll...I do what you want, just please, I’d...I’d rather blow you like he is-”

Zippo laughed harshly. “Hah, really? No, no, I’m gonna take your ass like a bitch should be taken. Don’t tell me you don’t want it, I know your type.”

That was bad news. Dark types had fierce effects on Psychics, they nullified psychic powers with their bodies and being taken like that was debilitating on one of them, he could be essentially stripped of his abilities for a while. And given that he was currently controlling Reeve’s size, that might mess up the reality shift...it could snap back rather hard, and he wasn’t sure that would be good for Reeve. He had to try to bargain his way out. “L-look...I’ll give you a blowjob, just fine, I’d just rather not-”

“Shut it!” The lizard’s cock suddenly shoved into his tailhole, quickly forcing its way through his feeble resistance. For someone of Cellus’s size, it was quite long and thick, and he wasn’t exactly experienced in taking dick, so he felt it hard...and not exactly unpleasantly, either, as spikes of taunting pleasure shot through his spine. He clenched his jaw, trying to remain stoic, to keep himself from moaning out. Damn my sensitivity…I don’t know if I can hold out.

“Haah...damn, that feels so good...always loved nailing you brainiac types…” Zippo wrapped an arm around Cellus and leaned down onto him, using his weight to help shove himself into the Abra’s rear. Each thrust sent a bit of fuzz through his mind, making concentration and control just the tiniest bit harder with every round...his breath was catching in his throat, threatening to turn into moans at any moment.

“Mm...yeah, I think I’m gonna take that ride, too,” Keth snickered. “Hey, human bitch, stop sucking and roll onto your side, raise that leg and show that tight hole to me.”

Reeve did as ordered with unparalleled eagerness, grabbing his leg and giving himself fully up to the Krokorok. The reptile pounced immediately, getting a tight hold on the human and plunging into his rear. Reeve moaned out sluttily, cock shooting a bit of pre onto the grass in front of him. At the angle and location they were at, they were giving Cellus and Zippo a perfect view of the Pokémon’s dick sinking into the human. The lewd sight was inflaming the Scrafty’s lust even further, and he slammed hard into the Abra’s tailhole, the thump nearly sending Cellus off his stance.

“Ngh!” Cellus found himself panting hard already; the Scrafty was going plenty hard on him, and it had been a while since he’d been taken with that kind of force. He almost wished it didn’t feel as good as it did, his sensitivity to the Dark-typing triggering all the spots in his rear quite effectively...even he realized he wasn’t really putting up more than a token resistance, now moaning out regularly under the forceful treatment. Already, Zippo was having an effect on him, making his psychic focus start to get hazy...maybe he could power through it, it wasn’t a given that he’d be nullified, if he fought hard against it he’d get away without anything more than a bit of fuzziness for a bit. But that was becoming less and less likely as his own arousal ramped up, a pleasurable buzz raking through him unimpeded as all his focus went to endurance.

“Hah...figured you’d come around eventually, bitch,” Zippo spat tauntingly into his ear. “All your types do in the end...think you’re such big shots, but once you get a taste of real power, you know your place.”

No response from the Abra, he doubted anything he would say would matter at this point. His mind clung to his focus, trying to ensure that he could keep Reeve safe. His body was clenching around Zippo’s shaft, working it over as his body reacted on automatic...the more he clenched, the better it felt, and the more the fuzz started to seep in. His limbs were shaking a bit as they were starting to falter as well, ceding to the authority of the lizard banging him.

And the view wasn’t helping either...that sloppy croc cock forcing its way into Reeve, dark-colored fluids dribbling out of his hole when Keth pulled out, before a slurp sounded out when he pushed back in. Reeve was much less restrained in his cries, and they were glorious, utter euphoria and not a hint of concern. He couldn’t help but think back to other times he’d seen Reeve get nailed, he was always willing, but...the only time he could remember that level of pleasure were the previous times he’d shrunk the human down. They had always thrilled and aroused him then...and they were having the same effect now, fracturing his resolve as the cries of utter bliss rang in his ears. He couldn’t turn his eyes away, enraptured by the scene.

Keth was panting and growling hard, toe claws digging into the soil as he ravaged the human, working himself into a frenzy. Those cries were doing the trick for him, too, making his cock throb in anticipation of seeding the dickhound...but it was when Reeve yelled out in ferocious pleasure, tool spurting its small load and ass clamping down hard on that intruder, that Keth really got set off. A violent cry tore from his mouth as he emptied himself into Reeve, thick pulses of dark fluid flooding that passage and partly squirting out, drooling out of that hole around his dick...all within full sight of Cellus, watching the throes of bliss from his partner’s utter submission...

With a strangled cry, he broke. It was like being suddenly blinded, except much more potently so...his psychic abilities winked out, locking him to the physical world. At the same time, he came hard, cum shooting from him in forceful bursts onto the grass beneath him. It was more intense than usual, without his mental controls in place he felt everything so much harsher, clearer, almost painfully so...his abilities helped him filter and process, and he wasn’t getting that now. While his pleasure was at its peak, it was overwhelming, he could do nothing but take it as it was given to him.

And to add to it, a few moments later Zippo started pumping his load into him, his overpowering essence helping keep him firmly grounded. It was a bit humiliating to be so profoundly affected by the Scrafty, more so that he was enjoying it on some level - it felt good, his body and brain both agreed on that, only his pride wanted to dissent and it was mostly being ignored. He felt himself shivering in continued pleasure as he felt his body fill with seed; whether he wanted to be or not, he’d really been made Zippo’s bitch.

Yet, his first concern had to be Reeve. The backlash of his power failure could have severe consequences under the wrong circumstances, so he forced himself to shake off the spinning of his head and look over at the human. Shock overtook him instantly. Reeve hadn’t changed size at all - he was still shrunken down. The blissed-out expression on his face told Cellus that he hadn’t noticed anything wrong...he just looked well-fucked, totally content. And still smaller than an Abra.

But...but that can’t be possible...I can’t exert any size control right now...it should have reverted the moment I lost a handle on it. Why...why didn’t it?

“Ah, yeah...that was a boatload of fun.” Keth pulled out of the human, letting a few small jets from his cock plaster the human’s taint and balls. “Haven’t fucked such an eager bitch in a long while.”

“We definitely made the right choice checking this place out,” Zippo snickered as he too pulled himself from Cellus, letting the weary Abra slump to the ground, panting hard. “See, didn’t you love that, bitch? I heard how loud you cried, don’t try to deny it.”

Cellus very much wanted to deny it, but it seemed more prudent not to push his luck. “Fine...you’re right...I loved it. Thank you for fucking me rather than beating me up. We’ll get out of your hair now…”

“Who said you could leave?”

“Who...wait, what? Y-you...you got what you wanted from us…”

“Yeah, but we want more, and we’ve got a few friends who’d enjoy a crack at you. So you’re coming with us. Don’t worry, we won’t keep you more than a day, maybe two…”

“B-but…” Cellus was cut off as Zippo swept an arm around his torso and heaved him over his shoulder. It was effortless, a show of just how much stronger he was than Cellus, and it wasn’t like he had anything to resist with.

“Heh, don’t act like that. You’re basically powerless now, ain’t any better state to be the bitch you enjoy being, and it’ll make it feel all the better. Besides, you wouldn’t want to leave your human all on his own taking care of our buddies, would you?”

Cellus looked over, and Keth had lifted Reeve up and was carrying the compliant human in his arms. He groaned, resigning himself to his fate - no way he was letting Reeve be taken and used all on his own. But now he had no idea when he was going to get back home, and be able to try to figure out what happened and how he could undo it...and the longer his powers were out, the more he worried that he’d miss something important that would easily undo it.

This was not at all how things were supposed to go...