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Hypnotising Hilda	By : Boiled Rose Category: Pokemon > General Views: 36260 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All characters depicted in a sexual manner are 18 years of age or older.

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Part 1: Indecent Induction

     “Emboar, dodge that hydropump!” Hilda shouted a moment too late. Her precious Emboar—her only Pokemon, the one she’d been focusing all her time and energy into—was slammed by the pressurized blast of water from her opponent’s Samurott. Her Emboar braced himself against the tunnel floor momentarily, wavered, and then fell.
     “Emboar!” Hilda yelled, and dashed forward to check on her injured Emboar. There were stars in his eyes, he’d been knocked out cold.
     “Too bad girl,” the Ace Trainer gloated. “Might want to pad out your team a bit if you want to take me down. Now, aren’t you forgetting something?” He held up his Pokedex and tapped it arrogantly.
     Hilda glared at the man and returned her Emboar to its Pokeball. Reluctantly she approached the Ace Trainer and tapped her Pokedex against his, transferring half her account over to him. It was the standard stake for a trainer battle.
     “Thanks for the easy cash girl! Better rush back to a Pokemon centre,” he said with a cocky grin. “Plenty of wild Pokemon ready to jump a lone girl without any healthy Pokemon.”
      “Thanks for the advice, I can’t wait to give it back to you when it’s your Samurott lying in the dirt,” she spat back. She spun around fuming as he chuckled arrogantly, and she started back through the tunnel to head back to Nimbasa. Once the Ace Trainer was out of earshot and she was nearing the tunnel entrance she whispered to her Emboar’s Pokeball, “don’t listen to him Emboar. We’ll show him next time.” Hilda secured the Pokeball to her hip before she stepped out of the dimly lit tunnel and into the light of day.
      She had to shield her eyes from the sun as she left the tunnel and walked into the surrounding forest, and as the world came back into focus so too did a Pokemon she’d never seen before. This one was roughly human shaped and had yellow fur, except for a shaggy patch of longer white fur around its neck, it had a long nose and was kneeling over a coin on a string which it was vigorously rubbing with its fur. Hilda giggled at the sight, she’d never seen a Pokemon so concerned with cleaning before. At the sound the creature looked up from his work and met eyes with her. Hilda froze momentarily and stared the creature down trying to figure out if it was about to attack. She relaxed as all it did was lift up its coin and start swinging it back and forth.

     “Yes, very pretty buddy,” she said as she pulled out her Pokedex. With a yawn she scanned the creature. As the metallic device in her hand got to work she found she couldn’t take her eyes off of the sparkling pendulum as it slowly swayed back and forth.
     “Hypno, the hypnosis Pokemon. The arcing movement and glitter of the pendulum in a Hypno's hand lull the foe into deep hypnosis. While searching for prey, it polishes the pendulum.¹”
     Though she heard the synthesized voice from her handheld Pokedex she couldn’t quite make out the words, transfixed as she was on that swinging pendulum as it went back and forth… Back and forth… Back and forth… Back and…

     It had been days since Hypno had escaped from his trainer, and he had found himself very far from home. He was a strong Pokemon and more than capable of fending for himself, particularly as the forest had no shortage of Pokemon for him to devour the dreams of. That being said, he had other needs to attend to and he hadn’t found a single other hypno in this region, let alone a female one, or even a ditto to satisfy his urge to mate.
     Just as he was beginning to suspect he’d be spending the rest of his days polishing his pendulum alone he heard the feminine giggle of a human nearby. His head snapped to attention and he met eyes with the female, half out of instinct he set to hypnotising her as he sized her up.
     She was certainly weak willed if the time it took her to fall under his trance was any indication. Her hips and thighs were wide for her frame, and she was dressed to advertise those thighs of her with cutoff shorts that barely covered her rear. He wasn’t certain as to the size of her bust as she wore a vest and a shirt that obscured her breasts, but he would take care of that soon enough.
     He reached out psychically and instilled a simple suggestion. This was her first time being hypnotised so he couldn’t start out with anything too drastic or he would risk her breaking out of the trance. He wanted to finish his assessment of her viability as a mate and he knew that humans typically wore undergarments beneath their clothes, so he carefully placed the suggestion that her underwear was very uncomfortable.
     He was careful to continue swinging the pendulum as the human began disrobing. Her vest fell to the ground, followed by her shirt, and the woman reached behind her back to unhook her bra. The cups of her bra soon fell away, revealing the pale flesh of her modest breasts and wide areola. He leaned to the side to examine her rump as she shimmied out of her shorts and panties and was very satisfied with what he saw.
     Hypno approached the woman before she had a chance to redress. With one hand held high to keep the pendulum in her line of sight he reached around behind her and palmed her ass. It felt just as plump as it looked. He was certain she was exceptionally fertile, and even if her mammories weren’t exceptional he was sure her breasts would grow once she had been bred.
     At his touch she roused slightly and Hypno frowned. Starting with the simple suggestion had been wise after all, while it had been easy to put her under she was still only lightly hypnotised. He would have to find a way to hypnotise her again another day if he was going to take her as his mate. Before she could lift her shorts all the way up over her now bare pussy he deftly plucked the Pokeball from her belt while her attention was still centred on his swinging pendulum.
     He waited patiently without touching her as she put her clothes back on, sans bra and panties, and then used a psychic suggestion to have her go to the nearest town. He surmised that it would be an easy enough suggestion as it was likely what she had been doing before they had encountered each other, and if the suggestion faded he would soon be out of sight.
     When she started walking away he quietly stepped behind the nearest tree and waited for her footsteps to fade. He regarded the Pokeball in his hand. She would come back for it soon enough, and then he could set to work.

     Hilda felt a little groggy as she walked through the forest. She rubbed her eyes and shook her head to clear it while her feet continued to take her back to Nimbasa city. She barely remembered her trip through the forest and supposed that losing that Pokemon battle must have taken more out of her than she had thought.
     By the time she returned to Nimbasa it had begun to rain, and that pulled her mind out of its fog. Rejuvenated by the raindrops pelting her body, Hilda considered what she was going to do next. If she was going to beat that arrogant Ace Trainer she would need to train up her Emboar more. If she was being perfectly honest she knew it would be beneficial to stop relying on one Pokemon and look at capturing a few more so that Emboar would have some backup in battle, but after what that cocky trainer had said she wasn’t about to do that yet. She wanted her Emboar to knock out his entire team on his own so that the trainer would have to swallow his patronising words.
     As she walked through the streets and considered her options she noticed that a lot of the people on the street were taking notice of her, particularly the men, and everybody seemed to be looking at her chest. Once she saw a man take out a phone and snap a picture of her she looked down and saw that her shirt had become soaked through and transparent from the rain. The wet fabric was clinging to her breasts, and anyone looking at her could plainly see her nipples through the material.
     Her eyes went wide and she grabbed her vest and pulled it shut to cover herself. She was sure she’d put on a bra this morning, she always did! Just how many people had seen her like this? Hilda looked up to shout at the man with the phone to delete the picture but he was already gone, lewd picture in tow.
     Hilda rushed to the Pokemon Centre to dry off. As she sat down in the seat nearest the heater she thought about the man with the picture of her in the wet t-shirt, nipples clear as day. He was probably rushing home to jack off thinking about her and staring at the candid photo he’d taken of her. Hilda was mortified. She wondered if her face was in the picture, but she couldn’t see why he would have made sure to exclude it. She could only hope that he wouldn’t spread the pic around to his friends, or worse, post it online.
     After her shirt had dried enough to obscure her breasts she approached Nurse Joy at the counter and reached for her Emboar’s Pokeball at her hip. Her fingers found only air and Hilda froze in place. She looked down and patted the side of her cutoffs, not believing that it had fallen off without her noticing. She had lost her Emboar. Lost her only Pokemon. She looked at the clock, it was getting late. If she went back to the tunnel now she’d be stumbling around the forest blindly in the dark. Hilda slowly returned to her seat and plopped down on top of it, defeated. She was just going to have to retrace her steps tomorrow and hope for the best. And without her Emboar she was going to have to be extra careful that no Pokemon got the jump on her.
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