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[b][u][center]Hypno’s Protection

For Johnzaloog

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Pokémon knew that there were trainers that were assholes out there. It was part of living alongside humans; one eventually found out that there were people that didn’t care about the way that Pokémon lived, nor did they want to be kind to the Pokémon that they found. However, most Pokémon only had to deal with a few assholes before they started finding good ones, and the assholes were always people passing through.

Not so, in this case.

Hypno had watched as the Drowzees in his territory were mocked, shaken, bullied by the human thugs from further down the mountain. He had seen how the younger Pokémon were treated, and he decided to deal with them before it got any worse. Inviting the Drowzees into his den, Hypno went down the mountain, taking up a position in the bushes where the Drowzees usually spent their time before being ambushed. The tall, slender Pokémon crossed his legs, his bare soles facing upwards, and waited.

He didn’t have to wait long. Two humans, one thin, one chubby, both with dark hair and hats pulled around the wrong way, burst through the bushes. They carried sticks, ready to beat little Pokémon over the head and send them running.

They didn’t expect to see him.

Hypno would have smiled if he had a mouth, but instead, he did the nearest thing to it, twitching his jawline and pulling his eyes half-closed in a visual smirk. The two young men stared at him, their eyes going wide as he lifted his hands up. The strings for his pendulums – for he had two, just for the sake of dealing with more than one person – went tight, and he twitched his wrists to get them swinging.

“Hypno, Hypno,” was what the humans heard.

[i]Relax. Relax. Relax,[/i] was what he said.

Of course, they did. Humans had no chance to resist the power of Psychic Pokémon as a general rule. They probably had hit the Drowzees so fast that they didn’t have the chance to try and use their powers, and when they were under attack, the little ones were more likely to run than they were to try and fight back.

Not him. Not here.

The pendulums continued to swing, and the humans slowly lowered their branches, staring at the swinging pendulums more than ever. The silver disks swung back and forth, and their eyes slowly lowered.

“Hypno, Hypno,” he said.

[i]Relax. Relax and put the branches down. There is no need for weapons. There’s no need to be aggressive.[/i]

The chubby one held out for a second longer than the thin one, but soon, their branches hit the ground. They were unarmed, harmless. Hypno could have sent them back to the village right then and there, made sure that they would never come up the mountain again, but that would have been too easy.

Besides, he wanted to extract a price from them. He was helping his little friends, and while the little Drowzees didn’t have to pay a price, the humans would.

“Hypno, Hypno,” he said.

[i]On your knees.[/i]

They fell down, and he smiled, slowly extending his legs towards them. His soft, pudgy yellow soles were on display, and he curled his toes. Slowly, he lowered his pendulums to rest over his feet, the strings getting pinched between his big and second toe, so that they slid back and forth in front of his feet. The humans stared, their eyes half-closed, their mouths hanging open.

He stopped bothering to talk out loud. They were hearing him in their minds, now, and that meant that he could talk the way that he liked.

[i]You are falling deeper and deeper into trance. More and more, you want to sit and stare at me. You want to stare at a Pokémon that controls you. You want to come to the Pokémon that controls you. You want to stare and obey, to obey and stare at the Pokémon that controls you,[/i] he whispered into their minds.

It was easier than he expected. Apparently, the humans hadn’t been doing much to train their youths how to resist the power of the Psychic type, but that was fine with him. It made his job that much easier.

With the pendulums swaying over his feet, he brought the humans down to all fours, and then flat on their stomachs, each of them staring at one sole. He twitched his feet from side to side, allowing the pendulums and soles to sway together, covering all his bases as he took the humans deeper and deeper.

[i]Control is what you crave. You do not wish to exert it, but to feel it. You are aroused by being in my control.[/i]

“Control…”

“Crave…”

They were starting to get a little red-faced as they stared at his feet, and he imagined that their clothes were stretching with their arousal. It was certainly the way that it would normally go. He crossed his arms at his chest, a bulge starting to grow from the yellow and white fur around his crotch.

[i]Roll over.[/i]

They obeyed, moving onto their backs. As he had expected, their groins were already tented, their cocks throbbing for him, and probably for his feet, considering the strangeness that seemed to abound when it came to human psychology.

And more than that, it gave him an idea. If nothing else, it would make sure that the humans no longer bothered the Drowzee on the mountain. He smiled, twitching his feet back and forth, the humans staring, their eyes still half-closed, their cocks dancing in their pants.

[i]You will find yourself aroused by my feet from now on. You will find yourselves dreaming of yellow Hypno feet. You will find yourselves eager to serve, aroused as soon as you see a pair of yellow soles. This compulsion will drive you into the mountains, trying to find me, so that you may serve as two humans addicted to Pokémon must.[/i]

“Nnngh…”

Some part of them was resisting, but it was weak compared to the libidos of the human body. He smiled, bringing his authority down that much harder, curling his toes over their faces. They breathed, and he knew that they breathed in his scent, drowning them in it, making them slide deeper into obedience.

[i]That’s right. You will relax. You will submit. You will become Poke-philes, more interested in Pokémon than you are in humans, and more interested in Hypnos than you are in any other type of Pokémon. Drifting down, drifting further, becoming so relaxed as you listen to a Hypno’s words. Fall, and submit. Submit, and fall.[/i]

They squirmed slightly, crawling along the ground towards his feet. They wanted them now, and the pendulums were no longer needed. The humans pressed their faces against his soles, and he could feel the blushes on their faces.

Of course they were blushing. They were forced to enjoy a Pokémon more than other people, and enjoy his feet, besides. It was almost karmic, in a way. They had come up here to beat Pokémon and chase them away, and now, they would have to come up here to serve Pokémon, instead.

He wiggled his toes, and the humans moaned as they leaned their heads left and right, trying to lick at his feet, trying to pull his toes into their mouths. They blushed harder, closing their eyes.

[i]You will remember this,[/i] Hypno told them, letting them get his big toes between their lips. [i]You will remember the feeling of being under me, and you will remember how it felt to lose your will, and you will love it.[/i]

The humans moaned around his toes, lapping against them, and the Hypno reached down between his own legs, grabbing his dick and tugging it gently. The feeling of the humans lowering themselves, moaning as they licked around his toes, the way that they nuzzled their cheeks against the soles of his feet between their bobbing sucks, was all the more pleasurable as a result of their humiliation. They didn’t entirely want to be there, but they no longer had a choice. He had taken it from them.

As they worked along his toes, slowly sucking on them, moaning as they did, he kept putting new ideas into their heads. They could try and be attracted to humans, but the commands would always bring their arousal back to Pokémon and back to Hypnos in particular. Their libidos would demand satisfaction, and sooner or later, they would be drawn back to him.

Hypno slowly brought his legs closer to his crotch, and they followed. Eventually, their tongues slipped from his toes to his balls, and they moaned as they started licking over his sac, gradually making their way up. They couldn’t stop, no matter how red-faced they became, and soon, they were sucking along the base of his cock.

[i]That’s it...just let it happen...you are Poke-philes now. And you crave my cock,[/i] he whispered into their minds.

They moaned for him, and they submitted, allowing him to take control. They could not resist any longer, and they were more than willing to submit to their libido and his mental powers. Hypno chuckled, slowly pulling one head up to the tip of his cock, nudging the other one back down to his balls. He ruffled their hair slightly, shaking his head.

[i]Now...serve…[/i]

And with a push, he got them both working him over, their tongues and mouths working overtime to service their new master. He moaned, curling his toes as the humans learned their proper place, and he leaned his head back against a nearby tree.

He looked forward to eating their naughty dreams.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: A Hypno decides to stand up for some of the Drowzees nearby that are having trouble with humans. He puts the humans in their place quite quickly.

Tags: M/M, M/M/M, foot fetish, human, pokemon, hypno, hypnosis, mind control, humiliation, pokephilia, oral, balls, blowjob, control,