FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

“Oh man, I’m beat….” 20-year-old Ash Ketchum grumbled as he trudged up to the door of his hotel room, his clothes dripping wet with rain. The soft carpeting beneath his sneakers made sure no noise echoed through the empty room as he and his partner pokemon moved through the place, leaving muddy footprints as they walked.

“Pika…” Pikachu mumbled on the ground, nodding a bit as the two kept walking

“They should put on the brochures that the roads here aren’t paved…. Or that there barely are any roads…” he grumbled as he dug through his pockets for his hotel room key.

After his loss in the Kalos League, Ash had decided to take a small break from competing in Pokemon leagues. His mom had booked them a vacation in Alola and he decided to set out a bit early and do some traveling on his own before meeting up with her there.

Which led to his current situation.

“Stuck in the middle of nowhere, Johto…” he grumbled as he inserted the key into the room and cracked the door open. “Stupid rainstorm…”

As soon as the door opened, Pikachu dashed inside and jumped onto the bed, his trainer not far behind as he slammed the door and took a seat himself, grabbing his the remote and turning the TV on to the Weather Report.

“...the current maelstrom is expected to continue for some time,” the forecaster said on the screen, a Castform in Rain Form hovering right above his shoulder as Ash removed his water-soaked shoes and socks. “Meteorologists from Goldenrod have confirmed that this is not a natural storm, while no exact cause has been given as of yet, the leading hypothesis is that it is caused by a large migration of Water Type Pokemon from the nearby Orange Archipelago..”

“Well, balls” Ash muttered as he took his hat off and shook his head, water flying off his raven colored hair “Looks like we’re stuck here for a bit longer…”

“Chu…” his partner pokemon grumbled and nodded, shaking the water out of his fur as Ash continued to strip off his soaked clothing

“Heh, too bad that Brock isn’t here” the prospective Pokemon Master said with a small smile as he threw most of his wet clothes aside, leaving him clad only in a pair of boxers and an undershirt “He could lend us that Drying Pan of his!”

“Pika!” the pokemon giggled, hopping knot the bed next to Ash

“Or he’d run around chasing the Hotel Manager in the rain until Crogunk gave him a smack” Ash giggled back as he grabbed the TV remote “Well, if we’re gonna be here for a bit, let’s see if we can find something fun on TV”

“Chu” Pikachu said with a nod. Ash smiled and sat, cross-legged on the bed with Pikachu right in between the two as he began to flick through the channels.

“Wonder if they get the Hoenn Rangers here” he wondered as he flicked through the channels.

“Pika?”

“Hey, its not a kid’s show!” Ash said, pouting in mock insult “If it was, then Professor Birch wouldn’t have been watching it last time I saw him”

Pikachu just giggled as his trainer kept flicking through the channels.

“Infomercial, infomercial, paid hotel stuff, rerun, rerun, pokemon-base match…” Ash sighed “Dosen’t look like there’s anything that good…” still flicking through with one hand, he pulled out his Rotom-Phone from the pockets of nearby wet pants “Maybe I can find some battle-clips onl-” taking one quick look back to the TV, his eyes caught a spiral that had appeared.

It was a spiral made up of multiple colors, as the words Dancers of the Desert faded into view. The text was very flowing and fancy, with swirls like that of the spiral that was still spinning behind it.

“Pikaaa…” Pikachu mumbled, staring at the screen like his trainer

“Yeah… I think we should give this one a shot….” Ash mumbled, unable to take his eyes off the screen. He dropped his phone onto the soft surface of the bed and scooted closer to the edge, just to be slightly closer to the TV. Just as quickly as it appeared, the spiral and the text began to fade, in its place two people. Both of them were guys around Ash’s age, with dark skin and big smiles on their faces. They were wearing very little clothes, mostly just a pair of shorts and shirts that left their stomachs exposed. On their stomachs were elaborate spiral tattoos made with a soft purple ink that stood out against their tanned skin. “Huh” Ash muttered as he got comfortable on the bed, taking a closer look at the two on screen. Both of them had auburn hair that stood out a bit against the dark background of the studio they were in. “Those two look kinda familiar don’t they?” Ash asked as the two began dancing.

It was an expertly coreopraphed dance that clearly took ages to master. Each move and step was done expertly, as they showed off their toned bodies with no shame or reservations, both of them with big grins on their face.

Ash’s eyes couldn’t leave the screen as he watched them, not noticing the subtle spiral that had appeared behind the two. He unconsciously grabbed the remote and turned the volume up to max, enjoying the beat of the music as the two boys danced on screen.

“Piika….” Pikachu chirped, just as enthralled as his trainer was by both the performance and the spiral behind it.

You want to do this a voice whispered, mixed into the music so that neither trainer nor pokemon actively noticed it, but Ash found himself nodding as he kept staring.

You want to be like them. To dance like them. To show off like them.

“Want to be like them…” he repeated without noticing, his eyes never leaving the two young men as they kept on moving “Want to show off like them….”

All you want is to give in. To surrender and be like them

“Give in….” Ash mumbled, his eyelids beginning to droop slightly as his eyeballs tracked every motion. Each simple, repetitive motion made by the two. “Be like them….”

Give in. Give up. Don’t think

“Give in…. Give up….Don’t think” Ash chanted, at the same time as the audio whispered it, his eyes almost closed as he kept staring ahead.

SLEEP! The command rang through the speakers in a soft, but commanding tone and both inhabitants obeyed instantly. Ash’s eyes closed fully and he dropped like a rock back onto the bed, soft snores escaping his lips as he drifted into dreamless slumber. Pikachu had done the same, curled up and fallen into an almost coma like sleep the moment the command was issued.

The two just laid there, snoring for about a minute until the door creaked open and three people walked in. The one in front Ash would have recognized, had he been awake, as the owner of the place.

“There he is” she said calmly to her two companions, two large men wearing black and grey outfits with bright red Rs stamped on the chest.

“Perfect work Lucia” one of them said, giving her a small clap on the back and a small wad of cash. “As always.”

“Well, it wasn’t cheap to get my hands on that recording of the Dancers of the Desert. You know how strict they are about letting things out of the region”

“Oh we know all to well” the Team Rocket Grunt said as his partner started grabbing Ash’s possessions, including his wet clothes “I think the only reason they allowed it in the first place is because no Munum natives show up..”

“That was my best guess” she said, looking over her money as the two grunts grabbed the sleeping Ash “I’ll get my other half after the transaction is done?”

“Yes, just like normal” the grunts said

“Well then, it was a pleasure to do business gentlemen. But if you’ll excuse me, I need to get this room ready” she said calmly. The two nodded and stepped out into the hall, taking Ash and Pikachu along.

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“Guh….” Ash mumbled, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as his head throbbed slightly “Arcues…. What hit me?”

He opened his eyes and looked around. The room was dark, pitch black in fact. He couldn’t see anything beyond his own nose.

“Augh, guess I fell asleep…” he muttered, trying to raise his hand to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Trying being the key word, as his arm wouldn’t budge. Frowning, he tried again, but felt something stopping him. “The hell?” he muttered as he tried to move his legs, only to find similar resistance. “Damn it… I-Is this someone’s idea of a joke!?” he shouted, his eyes traveling around the dark room, in hopes of seeing whoever it was that had shackled him.

“Joke?” a familiar voice rang out of somewhere “Oh believe me, this isn’t a joke. Can’t believe you of all people fell for that particular trap”

“Who’s there!?” Ash shouted, again trying to break free, struggling against the bonds that held him down “I swear if you did something to Pikachu….”

“More concerned about your pokemon than your own safety?” the voice asked, again coming from no spot Ash could pinpoint “You really are a goody-two-shoes…”

“Yeah, I worry about my best friend!” Ash said, frowning as he stopped struggling and tried to squirm is arm free instead “Is that so hard to understand?”

“Not really. Just the fact your more concerned about him when your strapped down to a chair is… peculiar”

“If caring about your friends is peculiar to you, then I feel sorry for you” Ash said, still trying to wiggle his arm free

“Heh” the voice said, before the darkness surrounding Ash suddenly disappeared as a large screen right in front of young man turned on, almost blinding him.

“GAH!” he cried, squirting his eyes as they adjusted to the sudden source of light. Blinking away the spots, Ash looked at the screen and growled at who he saw on it. A man with slicked back brown hair, wearing a fancy black suit with a red tie, sitting on a large leather couch and smirking down at Ash.

“Hello, twerp” the head of Team Rocket said with a smirk, using the insult the trio that hounded Ash for most of his life used.

“Giovanni” Ash growled, staring at the wall sized screen.

“I’ll be honest, I never thought you of all people would just… fall into this particular little trap of ours” he said with a chuckle “Here you, after facing down Legendaries, enormous plots, region wide conspiracies… and you get trapped by the corrupt Hotel Owner of a town in the middle of nowhere”

“What do you want?” Ash asked, still trying to squirm his arm free “I’m not giving you my pokemon”

“Oh right now, your pokemon are the last thing I want” Giovanni smiled “I want you.”

“Me?” Ash repeated, confused to the point he stopped trying to break free for a second

“Well, your body to be fair. After all, dancers only need to use that” Giovanni said with a smile

“Dancer…” Ash’s eyes went wide and his body shivered in an alien pleasure at the mention of that word “T-Those guys on TV….”

“Yes, those two stayed in the same hotel you did” Giovanni said calmly “I believe their names are Trevor and Kenny.” Ash’s eyes went wide as he recongized the names of two trainers he’d met and interacted with quite a few times on his journeys through Sinnoh and Unova. “Right now, they very happy with their new lives”

“New lives?!” Ash shouted “You made them dancers…” Ash shivered as he said the word, biting his lips to stop himself from moaning, something Giovanni noticed.

“Heh, good to see the video worked. Yes, I made them dancers. They’re quite happy now, I doubt they’d ever go back to being trainers if given a choice. They’re perfectly happy with serving the Families of Munum”

“Munum?” Ash asked, frowning a little at the term.

“Not shocked you haven’t heard of it” Giovanni said calmly “The Munum region is very very closed off. Outsiders are typically only allowed in one city near the port. Well, normal outsiders”

“N-Normal?”

“Munum’s great families enjoy having servants. And when outsiders trespass, they become good brainwashed servants for them” Giovanni explained with a smile. “Team Rocket has had a deal with one particularly influential Munum family to provide them with dancers for quite a few years now.”

“A-And what, you think you’re gonna make me wanna give up being a pokemon trainer and become a happy brainless dancer…gyah!” Ash moaned, unable to contain it this time.

“In case you hadn't noticed, your already half-way there” Giovanni smiled “The comercial did the first half of the hypnosis. Now, we just need to do the second and train you”

“T-Train me?” Ash asked

“Yes, they expect you to know everything already when you get there. Luckily, we have a way to do that pretty fast”

“Yeah? And what woult that be?” Ash asked

“Heh, you still haven’t noticed what you're wearing, have you?” Giovanni asked with a smirk. Blinking, the 20 year old took his eyes off the screen and down to his body. His body was clad in form fitting black rubber suit that left no detail to the imagination. Every muscle, every curve and every bit of him was sealed in latex. Even his feet were totally coated, with each individual toe free to move. The suit felt like a second skin, barely registering whenever he moved. The suit also had some purple designs, spirals like those Kenny and Trevor had tattooed on them.

“What the hell!?” Ash shouted, trying to break free again from his binds.

“That’s your training suit” the mob boss explained calmly “I’d go into more detail, but frankly… you’ll be experiencing it soon enough”

“What, you think just cause you put me in some weird latex suit I’m gonna do what you say?” Ash shouted, still fighting to break free

“Oh no” Giovanni said with a smile “Your just missing the last piece.”

“Last piece, what are you talkin-” Ash stopped midsentence as he felt a pair of hands grab his shoulders and hold him in place. Looking back, the young man saw two Rocket Grunts standing behind him, and they’d likely been there the whole time. While one held him in place, the other grabbed his head and pulled something out of his pocket “H-Hey! W-What are you-” Ash stammered out as the Grunt slipped a pair of goggles over Ash’s face, adjusting them so they fit snuggly right over his eyes.

“There we go” Giovanni said as the grunts let go of Ash’s body. The young man groaned and looked back at the screen, which now had a slight purple tint to it thanks to the lenses. “Now I think its time we begin”

“B-Begin? Begin what-” Ash said, but stopped as the lenses started displaying a spiral, very similar to the one from the TV. “W-What are you…” Ash mumbled, his words slowing down as he stared into it, his mind already adjusted to falling into a trance thanks to what happened back in the Hotel Room.

“That’s it. Just keep staring at the spiral” Giovanni’s voice said, but it sounded miles away now. All that Ash could focus on was the spiral.

“Just….keep staring….. At spiral….” Ash mumbled, his eyes going wide

“You like staring into the spiral” the voice said “The spiral teaches you things. And you love learning”

“I….I like staring into the spiral…. The spiral teaches me…..” Ash repeated, falling deeper and deeper with each word “I……love learning…..”

“When the spiral appears, you don’t fight it. You smile and accept it”

“When the spiral appears, I don't fight it….. I smile and accept it….” Ash mumbled, each word digging deeper and deeper into his brain, becoming absolute fact to him.

“You want to make people happy. Making people happy makes you feel good, when they don’t feel happy, you feel bad. You hate feeling bad”

“I want….to make people happy… making people happy… feels good…” the entranced young man chanted, his body shivering a little at the newest order.

“Stand up”

Without hesitation, the entranced young man did exactly that as the bindings holding him became undone. With a smile, Giovanni disappeared from the screen, being replaced by a generic 3D model the same height as Ash.

“Copy the model,” another, more robotic-sounding voice said, and Ash’s easily moldable mind instantly obeyed. The model bowed in a teasing way. Ash did his best to copy the motions, but he stumbled forwards, squeaks ringing out in the small room as his suit rubbed against itself. The model flashed red “Wrong”

Ash stared ahead, through the now see-through spiral, and groaned as he felt the bulge between his legs grow tighter, like someone was grabbing his member and giving it a tight squeeze.

“Making people unhappy feels bad” the voice repeated as it squeezed tighter before letting go. Ash groaned and nodded, standing straight again as the model reset. The model did the same pose again and Ash moved to copy it, but this time his suit began to work on its own, squeezing parts of his arm, his legs and guiding them into the right spot. Soon, he had the pose down perfect and the screen light up green. Just like when he failed, this led to a reaction in the suit’s bulge, as it felt like something was rubbing his member this time

“Gyah!” he moaned, almost snapping out of the trance thanks to the pleasure, but the spiral began to flash rapidly to maintain it.

“Making people happy makes you feel good”

“Making people happy makes me feel good….” Ash repeated, shivering at the pleasure running through his body for a few more seconds before the bulge went back to normal.

“Repeat” the voice ordered as the model reset. Ash nodded and repeated the motion, the suit helping again. Again the screen flashed green and he felt a rush of pleasure. And he did again and again and again. Thanks to his trance, he couldn’t really notice the passage of time, but each time the suit was helping him less and less until.

“Repeat” the voice ordered and Ash did it out of sheer muscle memory this time, doing the perfect motions of the bow, while never moving his head and keeping his eyes in front of him.

“Well done” the voice congratulated him, sending even more pleasure through his body. He moaned as his bulge twitched at the amount of arousal coursing through it.

“Making people happy…makes me feel good…” Ash mumbled slowly, having been repeating that on loop under his breath this whole time.

“Sit down” the voice commanded and Ash obeyed instantly, practically collapsing onto the chair he’d woken up in “Rest”

With those words, Ash’s eyes closed and he instantly fell asleep, as the speakers in the room began to constantly repeat the same instructions he’d heard earlier, over and over and over.

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One Week Later

Ash groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, reaching up to rub the sleep out of his eyes, only to find it blocked by the goggles.

“Right…. Always forget that” he mumbled as stood up, every motion making a small squeak thanks to his training suit. He smiled a little at hearing that, over the past week of non-stop hypnosis, he’d grown to like the suit, even if its constant micro-adjustments to his motions got annoying after a while. Speaking of which, the suit was doing that already, gently squeezing and guiding him to stand up from his chair in a specific way which it deemed better.

“Good morning….Ash Ketchum” rang the robotic voice that had been the only company Ash had these past few days.

“Morning, sir” he answered, biting his lips to avoid moaning as his suit’s bulge vibrated at him saying that. “You are always respectful. Being respectful is being good” he muttered under his own breath out of instinct, parroting one of the many phrases that had been repeated to him overnight.

“You are ready to go into the next step of your training” the voice said in the same emotionless tone that the young man had grown accustomed to by now. “But first, you must consume some sustenance”

“Oh good, I was starving!” Ash exclaimed, rubbing his rubber coated stomach with a dumb grin on his face. Despite knowing that it was Team Rocket running this place, Ash couldn’t help but enjoy the training. Honestly if Giovanni hadn’t shown up, I would never have guessed Team Rocket was behind this he thought as he headed for the permanently locked doors that connected his room to the rest of the facility.

A few days ago, he’d have tried to escape, try to see if he could swipe the key from the guard who delivered the food, or tried to force the door open. But now, he couldn’t see why he’d ever do that.

A small slot opened up and a small tray was slipped through. Ash smiled and grabbed it, bringing it back to the chair and sitting down to eat. The food wasn’t anything fancy, just bread and water, but he enjoyed it all the same.

Good dancers never complain and are always happy he remembered one of the many lessons of the past few days as he dug into his food, devouring the bread in seconds before drinking down the water.

“So… what’s next sir?” he asked as he swallowed, looking up at the screen with a big dumb smile. He couldn’t bring himself to think anything negative about his situation, no matter how hard he tried.

“Your next stage of training is more intense,” the voice said as the giant screen turned on and showed the now-familiar model that Ash had grown so used to copying.

“I’m ready!” Ash said with a big grin, shaking with excitement as he stared at the screen.

“Stand above the chair” the voice said and Ash did exactly as the model showed, the suit making small corrections to make his walk look better.

“Lower onto the dildo” the voice said

“Lower onto. The WHAT!?” Ash exclaimed, his eyes wide as he turned around and looked at the chair. Indeed, out of a small circle in the center a phallic toy was rising with a low hiss, until it was fully out in the center of the chair, clearly built so that it would be perfectly lined up with his hole. “W-Woah woah! Time out!” Ash said, waving his arms and looking at the screen with a frown, where the Model was doing exactly what he had been told to do.

“Lower onto the dildo” the computer repeated

“No I’m not! I need to talk to Giova-” the words died in Ash’s throat as the spirals in the goggles turned on for the first time in around 6 days. His eyes went wide and his arms dropped to his side, as he blankly stared into the spiral like he’d programmed to do.

“I love watching the spiral……the spiral teaches me things……” Ash mumbled as he fell into a trance, his mouth still hanging open as he stood there.

“You do anything you are told with a smile and no complaints” the voice whispered as Ash’s mind became open to molding once again

“I do anything…..I’m told……with a smile….. No complaints…..” Ash muttered as the words became etched into his psyche.

“You don’t care if you are told to do sexual things. You enjoy doing them because they make people happy”

“I-I don’t care….. If I’m told to do…..things” Ash mumbled, any resistance he had having crumbled away long ago. If the spiral told him something, it was true and he’d learn that it was nothing but the truth. “I enjoy doing….. Make people happy….”

“Making people happy makes you feel pleasure. Feeling pleasure means you are obidient. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is Obedience”

“Obedience is pleasure….Pleasure is obedience…” Ash repeated, his eyes wide as he stared at the model. He slowly lowered himself onto the chair, moaning softly as the dildo slid inside of him. After sitting on it for a minute he stood up again, getting the familiar green flashing of the screen

“Obedience is pleasure….” he moaned as he felt the reward coursing through his body.

“Repeat” the computer said, and Ash did just that, slowly lowering himself onto the phallic toy once again, only this time the suit began to do its work, squeezing and guiding him to slide the thing inside of him in a much slower, more pleasurable way.

“Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is Obedience” the computer said “Good servants feel pleasure”

“Obedience is pleasure….. Good servants feel pleasure….” Ash moaned out, as he slowly stood up, that too being guided by the suit to make sure he kept squeezing the dildo with his ass until it was fully outside of him with a loud pop.

“You want to be a good servant. You want to be obedient and do as you are told”

“I want to…be a good servant” Ash repeated, the words worming their way into his brain like all the previous lessons the spiral had given him, inbedding itself deep inside his mind. “I want to be obedient and do as I’m told….”

“Repeat” the computer ordered and Ash did just that. For the next few hours, Ash repeated the exercise over and over, repeating the same words as he slowly lowered himself onto the phallic toy and stood back up.

“I want to be a good servant…”

“I will be the best servant possible…”

“I will everything to my master…”

“I feel nothing but pride when I obey….”

After eight hours of constant training, the entranced young man managed to do the exercise perfectly without any assistant from the suit, shivering as he felt the reward of obedience coursing through his body.

“Good Servant” the computer praised him, getting a new shiver to course through his body “Now, you must record your message”

“Yes sir….” the entranced young man said with a dopey grin. A small camera rose from the ground in front of him, until it was at eye level with him. The 3D model on the screen disappeared and was replaced with what the camera could see, which was just his face with the background changed to what looked like a fancy suite in a cruise ship. The camera made sure not to capture anything below the neck, to make sure no-one could see his training suit.

“Hey everyone!” Ash said, his voice sounding more energetic thanks to practice over the past week recording similar messages “Just wanted to give you all a quick update! I’m gonna take a detour on the way to Alola! Found a small league on some islands here and I think I’m gonna go ahead and compete in them! So don’t worry if you don’t hear from me for a bit, you know I can be a bit…..forgetfull” he said with a small chuckle. A small green light on the camera beeped as it cut the feed and lowered itself back into the ground.

“Good Servant,” the computer said, the suit sending another shiver into Ash’s body, tying the idea of being a good servant to feeling pleasure in his entranced brain. “Sit down and sleep”

“Yes sir…” Ash said, sitting back down on the chair, the dildo slipping back into him. He moaned and wiggled around the chair a little, but the order to rest was too strong to resist and he found his eyes closing a few seconds later, drifting off into dreamless sleep once again, surrounded by the constant repeating words from the speakers.

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Two Months Later

“Wake up” rang the now familiar computerized voice in Ash’s ears, and the young servant opened them in an instant, a big grin on his face as he stood up slowly, just as the suit had taught him to do over the past few months. He moaned as the dildo that was built into the chair slowly worked its way out of him, until a loud pop rang out and he was free of it.

Grinning, he stood up straight, just as the suit had taught him many many times over. By now, the suit never activated anymore, he had learned every small change to his movements by heart and did them without really thinking about them

“Good morning sir!” Ash chirped as he looked at the screen, expecting instructions like always. But this time, the screen remained blank, much to his confusion. Suddenly the door slid open

“Exit the room and go to the last door in the hall”

Ash blinked and nodded, following the order without hesitation. He left the room that had pretty much been his entire world for the past few months and finally got to see the facility in which he had been held. It wasn’t anything overly fancy, it looked like an old mine that had been converted into a hideout. Flags with Team Rocket’s logo hung from the walls as lights from above lit up the dark caverns. As he walked, he saw that there were multiple rooms like his, each with a small slot that let him take a peek as he walked past. Most of them were empty, but a few were occupied by guys around his age or older wearing suits just like his. They were doing exercises just like Ash had been, shivering whenever the large screens flashed green and groaning whenever they flashed red. Shaking his head, Ash soon reached his destination, a rather large door at the very back of the facility with the Team Rocket R stamped on it.

Ash reached up and gently knocked on it, the door sliding open a second later, revealing a rather fancy looking office. Wooden floor, a chandelier hanging off the roof illuminating the room, a large amounts of screens on the left-hand side of the room showing everything happening in the facility. And at the back of the facility was a familiar looking man wearing a black business suit with a red tie.

“Ah good, you're here” he said with a smirk “Come in”

“Yes sir” Ash said with a smile and stepped inside with a smile.

“Now I hope that you enjoyed your time in the training facility Mr Ketchum” Giovanni said as he poured himself a drink from a crystal decanter on his desk.

“I very much did sir!” Ash said with a big grin as he stood on the other side of the desk

“Well I’m happy to hear that” Giovanni said, still smirking as he took a sip “Now, I have a very important question for you”

“What’s that, sir?”

“What do you want to do now?” Giovanni asked, making Ash blink

“Excuse me sir?” Ash asked, looking confused

“Let me phrase it another way” Giovanni said pointing to Ash’s left “Through that door is an elevator that leads out of this facility. All your pokemon are up there as well, inside their pokeballs waiting. You’re free to step through and go right now if you wish. Or” he pointed at another door, this one behind him “You can through that door behind me, and accept being a nice obedient servant like you spent the last two months being trained to be” he took a small sip and smiled at the young man in front of him “Which you choose is up to you”

Ash blinked and looked between the two doors. Inside his head, a small voice was whispering to take the elevator. To get the hell out of there and call Officer Jenny. But that voice was drowned out by the memories of his training, the constant reinforcing he experienced, being told that he’d be a good servant if he just obeyed. That he existed to make others happy.

Being a pokemon trainer doesn't make others happy he thought It makes me happy. But I feel even better when I make other people happy! Being a servant is better than being a pokemon trainer, after all servants get to be obedient!

He smiled at Giovanni and stepped around the desk, heading for the door in the back

“Heh, good choice” Giovanni said with a big grin on his face as it slid open

“Thank you for making it an easy choice sir!” Ash said with a smile as he stepped inside, the door closing behind him, shutting out all lights from the small room.

Ash just stood there, waiting for a minute, a dumb grin on his face. A few minutes later though, a pair of robotic arms popped out of the walls and grabbed his training suit by the neck, slowly stretching it further and further. Ash shivered as cold air rushed inside onto his skin for the first time in ages as the arms kept pulling until the suit began to tear with a loud squelch.

“I don’t think you have a need for a training suit now” Giovanni’s voice said, ringing out from an unseen speaker “Besides, skintight rubber isn’t the best attire for where your going.”

“Ok sir” Ash said with a small moan as he felt cold air hit his crotch as the rubber peeled off his skin. Said skin was glistening with sweat, but that didn’t last long as two hoses appeared on the walls around him, and blasted him with soapy cold water. He winced a little at the sudden drop of temperature, but he stood straight as an arrow like a good servant. The water stopped after a few minutes, being drained down the edges of the room as the hoses retracted back into the walls.

“Step forwards into the center of the room,” Giovanni said

“Yes sir!” Ash said with a big smile as he did as he was told, not caring that he was still dripping wet. As he stepped to the center of the room, the floor suddenly blasted him with hot air, instantly drying him and leaving him perfectly clean. A second later, the walls of the room began to glow a bright blue, making him wince and close his eyes out of sheer reflex. As he stood there, he felt the heat hit his skin, as if he’d been standing directly in the sunlight. But he also felt something run over his stomach, wincing a little as he felt it prick against his skin slowly, starting around his navel and worming its way down until right above the bush above his member. Then just as quickly as the heat started, it stopped.

“Open your eyes” the Rocket boss ordered through the speakers and the former trainer obeyed instantly. The formerly dark room was now gently illuminated by panels on the wall, revealing that most of the room was made up of reflective metal, allowing Ash to get a good look at his reflection.

He now had an even tan all over his body, from his head to his toes he looked like he spent his entire life under a harsh sun and not slathering sunscreen onto himself every day before setting out of the next leg of journey. But that wasn’t what truly drew his eyes.

“I’ve seen this somewhere…” Ash muttered as he looked at his stomach, where he now sported a tattoo. Made in dark purple ink, it was a spiral that started from his navel and swirled around his entire belly before ending in a line that went straight down to his pubes, where it stoppped

“Of course you have” Giovanni said with a grin “That’s the tattoo of a Munum servant. I believe the dancers we used for your recruitment video had them as well.”

“Ooooh, yeah that makes sense” Ash said with a nod and a smile as the wall in front of him slid down, revealing an exit.

“Go ahead and leave the room”

“Yes sir!” Ash said with a smile as he marched out into what looked like an office’s waiting room. It was mostly empty except for one person sitting in a rather fancy looking chair with a small briefcase at his feet. He was a young man, more or less around his age with short chestnut hair, light brown skin and dark blue eyes. His outfit was simple, yet even Ash could tell it was made of very expensive materials. It was a small vest and a soft blue silk kilt like piece of clothing. He had a swirl on his chest as opposed to his stomach, but it was very similar to the one Ash had. He looked up from the phone he was holding and gasped a little.

“O-Oh good!” he said with a big smile as he looked over Ash and stood up, walking over to him with a big smile on his face “Oh wow, y-you're even better than I thought!”

“Um…. excuse me sir” Ash asked, thanks to his training knowing he had to be respectful to everyone he didn’t know “Who are you?”

“O-Oh yeah, y-you don’t know yet” the young man chuckled awkwardly “I am Jador Malifa. I am your new master”

Ash’s body went rigid for a split second as he heard those words, triggering a small piece of his conditioning prepared for when he met his master. He blinked and looked at Jador again, holding back a gasp as the young man suddenly seemed to glow with power and beauty to him. To Ash, looking at Jador now felt like staring into the sun, staring right into something much more powerful and beautiful than he could ever hope to be.

“Yes, master!” Ash said with a big smile as he bowed to Jador, doing the exact motion he had long memorized thanks to his suit.

“W-Wow… I-I knew that Team Rocket made servants with great training, but I wasn’t expecting…”

“Something like this?” Giovanni said, walking out of the same room Ash had just been in.

“Y-Yes sir” Jador said, gulping a little as he looked at the Rocket Boss

“Well, we do use a method different than your father prefers” Giovanni said with a smirk “But I think you’ll find ours is more… powerful so to speak” he patted Ash’s head as he still bowed to Jador “He will never even consider disobeying you, isn’t that right Mr. Ketchum?”

“Of course!” Ash said, using the same tone he’d use to talk about his dreams of being a trainer “I’d never disobey you Master Jador! I want to be the best servant I can for you!”

“Wow…. I-I don’t know what to say…” Jador muttered as he looked over Ash with a smile

“I believe nothing need be said” Giovanni said with a smirk “Your father has already transferred the payment, so there’s nothing else to be done” he smirked and turned to Ash “Oh and before I leave, I wanted to thank you, Mr. Ketchum. I think those recordings that you’ve made for us will be very useful in getting some new recruits for my little project here”

“You're welcome” Ash said, not really looking up as he still bowed to his master.

“Heh and to think originally I was gonna wipe that head of yours clean” the Rocket Boss said “But honestly, seeing you like this is so much better. The one trainer who always got in my way, bowing to someone else and excited to do exactly as he’s told, no matter how degrading or embarrassing” he whispered the last part into Ash’s ear, low enough that Jador couldn’t hear “I think this is much much better than simply turning you into a mindless drone” he gave Jador one last nod and turned around to head into his office

“R-Right… Thank you” Jador said as Giovanni walked away from the pair, the door sliding shut behind him. The young man let out a breath as soon as the door closed “Arcues, how does my father manage to have meetings with that man…. I’ve never been so nervous in my life…” he shook his head and looked at Ash “Oh, you can stop bowing now”

“Yes sir!” Ash said, getting up and grinning at Jador. The young man smiled back and held up the briefcase

“One last thing before we head home. Put that on” he commanded. Ash nodded and grabbed the case, opening it without hesitation. Inside were six familiar pokeballs, including one with a small lightning bolt on them. “Oh yeah, sorry bout that. Had to put my new pokemon somewhere and I don’t have a belt…”

Ash just smiled as looked over the balls

Good to see that Master Jador will be taking care of them! He thought I was afraid I’d have to send them back to Professor Oak or something, but this way they can stay close shaking himself out of his thoughts, he looked down and saw a small, silk kilt similar to what his master was wearing, but clearly made of less expensive materials. He grabbed it and slipped it on, gently wrapping it around his waist in such a way that it would be easy to remove in a split second if his master ordered him to. His new uniform now on, he closed the briefcase and handed it back with a smile

“Here you are, Master Jador!” he said as the young man took it back

“Thank you, Ash” Jador said with a smile back “Well, I think we better get going. Its a long ride back to Munum from here. The sooner we get going the better”

“Right you are, sir!” Ash said with big smile as Jador headed to the small door on the left, Ash right behind him. Opening the door, the trainer-turned-servant saw a rather fancy helicopter waiting for them, the rotors starting to spin to take off as soon as possible.

“Heh I know its impressive, but you shouldn’t stand there gawking” Jador giggled as he gave Ash a light squeeze on his ass.

“Um, sorry master!” Ash said, blushing both at being touched by his master and by his zoning out

“Aw don’t worry about it” Jador said as he started walking to the chopper after squeezing his servant’s butt one more time “Come on”

“Yes sir!” Ash cheered, dashing right behind his master, determined to be the best possible servant he could be.