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Hypnotising Hilda	By : Boiled Rose Category: Pokemon > General Views: 36240 -:- 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 5: Reproductive Reverie

     Hilda awoke to find her hand down her pajama bottoms, and her breasts exposed and coated with spunk.
     In the first groggy moments of the morning she noted that her chest was unusually cold. Eyes half lidded she reached up to her breast and her hand met something wet. Hilda’s eyes shot open and she looked down at herself, her tits were positively covered in that was unmistakably jizz and her hand was down her normally tightly strung pajama pants. Judging by the amount of cum on her this was the work of more than one trainer, she looked as though she had spent the night servicing a football team. She touched her face and found that some asshole had cum on her face as well.
     Hilda replaced her shirt, the aromatic slimy substance soaking into the material, and slipped into the bathroom to clean herself. Hilda was seething. She supposed that the trainer she had caught checking her out the previous day must have been responsible for exposing her, though if her bra hadn’t gone missing two days ago she was certain that she would have woken up before he could expose her like that. Worst of all her Emboar was still out there all alone somewhere. She really was having the worst of luck lately.
     After slipping out from her night shirt, Hilda wet a few paper towels in the bathroom sink and began wiping off her breasts. The pressure from the towels against her skin was enough to make her moan, she paused and looked down at her chest in astonishment, she couldn’t believe how sensitive her tits were. With some trepidation she went back to wiping them free of semen, and as the moist tissue passed over her nipples she groaned deeply and her free hand found its way to her pussy where it started rubbing her clit.
     She started wiping her breasts harder and more vigorously, it as though each of her nipples were clits and the triple stimulation was too much to handle. Before she knew it, her knees went weak. Hilda slumped to the floor as her body was wracked by pleasure, her tits felt so good she was worried they may explode.
     In the immediate aftermath of her boobgasm it was difficult to even change clothes, as she recovered from her orgasm even the sensation of the cloth of her white shirt passing over her wide sensitive areola was almost too much to handle. Once she had changed into her typical daytime outfit—sans bra and panties of course—Hilda examined her reflection and noted that her nipples were still so hard she could plainly make out their outline through her top.
     Making her way back into the Pokemon centre Hilda scanned the crowd. She noted that many of the men either seemed to be pointedly ignoring her gaze or were grinning knowingly at her. She wondered just how many of them had jacked off over her last night, she could only hope that none of them had taken pictures but couldn’t imagine that none of them had thought to snap a pic. A pit formed in her stomach as she realized that her reputation as a trainer in this city was probably over if a photo like that was spread around.
     Hilda considered reporting the incident, but instead she walked out the door and into the morning light and started to make her way towards the forest where she had lost her Emboar. She needed to go back to the forest. Oh, and find her Emboar of course so she could leave Nimbasa city behind, but she needed to go back to the forest.

     His slut paused uncertainly at the edge of the clearing, seeing the Pokeball in his open hand. He hid the red and white sphere behind his back and lifted up his pendulum. It had barely begun swinging and already his human pet’s expression went blank. He beckoned her over and she obeyed without hesitation. Hypno discarded her Pokeball unceremoniously on the grass. Today was the day he would take her.
     He started by enhancing one of his previous suggestions, he dominated her will and informed her that the sound of his fingers snapping twice would mean to strip completely. He tested it and she lifted off her shirt and vest, revealing her gorgeous breasts and wide areola. Hypno noted with satisfaction that her nipples were already stiff.
     She shimmied out of her shorts and then kicked off her shoes and socks. But for her hat, which didn’t obscure much, she stood pristine and nude before him, ready to be sculpted into the perfect breeder.
     Hypno approached her. Careful to keep the pendulum before her eyes he began palming her ass, bombarding her with psychic pulses as he did so. Her mouth drooped open and she began drooling again as he fondled her hefty asscheeks, increasing their sensitivity all the while. His previous suggestions in full effect, she began masturbating as he did so. He followed up his ministrations by giving her curvy ass a harsh smack, and as her behind jiggled she cried out inarticulately, her abs convulsing as an orgasm overtook her.
     She was ready. He instituted some new suggestions to get her positioned properly, his psychic energy rewired her synapses to understand that pointing downwards meant to crouch down, knees spread. From there another downward point meant to get down on her hands and knees. Her trance was so deep from their repeated training sessions that instilling these simple suggestions took a negligible amount of effort. Her mind was putty for him to shape as he wished.
     He pointed downwards and she crouched down, knees spread so that he could see her pussy. Even as she moved she never looked away from the slow arcing movement of his pendulum. He lifted his sizable cock in front of her mouth and her tongue was soon at work, coating his length with her saliva and further stiffening his turgid member.
     Another downward point and she was on her hands and knees, ass high in the air above her head. He thrust his cock into her mouth and the trainer began sucking it heavenly. He rocked his hips against her and she gagged around his girth, only to moan after. Every suggestion was still in full effect, he admired his luck that he had come across this specimen, he couldn’t have asked for a better mindslave.
     Hypno withdrew his cock and slowly stepped around to her rear, extremely careful to keep his reach extended so that his pendulum was never out of her line of sight. He was so close and wasn’t about to ruin everything now. Hypno bent overtop of her, and lined up his cock with her snatch. He leaned forward and her warmth enveloped the head of his cock. He encountered some minor resistance but pushed through it, as his pet winced Hypno realized that she had been a virgin until just moments before. That was good, he could be sure that she wasn’t pregnant, though he would soon rectify that.
     Worried that the discomfort of losing her maidenhead may cause her trance to weaken, or worse that she would awake entirely, Hypno slapped her ass a couple times. The pleasure would mask any other sensations she was feeling. He then wrapped her hand around her chest and began kneading her breasts as he humped at her rear end. Instinct took over and he began thrusting in and out of her more desperately. His slut practically mewed at each thrust and flick of her nipples.
     It had been so long and it was all too much for Hypno. The female human’s pussy was so tight around his cock he felt like he was in heaven. No female Hypno was this tight, they were built to take the thick organs from the males of their species. He felt his balls tense up and then a surge of jizz travelled up his shaft to burst free inside of his slut. His lower body twitched involuntarily as he deposited pulse after pulse of cum into her waiting womb. He lay there for a time after, enjoying the warmth of her cunt and the afterglow of his orgasm. He gradually withdrew, his long semi-flaccid organ slid smoothly out of her and a glob of semen followed. Her pussy no longer occupied she lifted up one arm and began masturbating, effectively pushing his cum back into her pussy and churning it up inside of her.
     Hypno moved around to her front side again and placed his cock before her face. She began dutifully licking and sucking his cock, cleaning it of both his spunk and her pussy juices. The female took in a little too much and gagged, causing her to moan in ecstasy around his dick as her sensitive throat caused her to orgasm.
     He pulled back his hips and allowed his cock to return to its sheathe. He decided that his pet had earned a break, but not before he warped her mind a little bit more. He probed her mind psychically and found next to no defences as her body shook from her latest orgasm. He thought it would be prudent to have her not notice his semen, for today at least, so he changed her perception to think that having semen on her body was normal. He could always remove that suggestion once she was his completely. Next he decided he would like for her to change her wardrobe to better advertise her status as a Pokemon incubator, he commanded her to purchase a more revealing top that would show off her belly as it swelled with his egg, and to eschew any more modest upper body wear altogether.
     He finished things off by issuing his typical end of the day commands, though he looked forward to the day when she would come to him willingly. He watched her as she left him, blissfully unaware of his semen trickling down her thigh.

     Though Hilda had meant to go to the forest, somehow she found herself in another clothing store. She idly browsed through the bras but found she didn’t have any interest in trying them on, perhaps on account of the debacle from yesterday. At times as she noticed other shoppers glancing at her thighs and making hushed comments to each other, even the women seemed to be infatuated with her legs today. She looked at her shapely legs and didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, she just had a trickle of cum running down her inner thigh but that was all.
     A rack of skimpy tops caught her eye, and Hilda found herself drawn to them. She leafed through the tops on the rack and found a plain white crop top that was extremely abbreviated. Hilda wasn’t even certain that it would cover her breasts. She bit her lip and took it to a change room.
     Hilda examined herself in the changing room mirror wearing the new garment and struck a few poses. The trainer found that it didn’t quite cover the bottom of her breasts if she raised her hands but it definitely showed off a lot of skin in her midriff, though she wasn’t quite sure why that was important. She decided it was too slutty for her, and moved to take it off but instead her hand found the door handle and she walked up to the counter to pay for it.
     Bewildered, Hilda left the store. She hadn’t even bothered to pick up her old shirt from the changing room floor. Something was changing in her, she had flashed that guy yesterday, just this morning she had masturbated in Pokemon centre lavatory, and now she was buying tops that were sluttier than her shorts! What’s wrong with me, am I going through some kind of second puberty? She pondered.
     After dinner when she returned to the Pokemon centre a number of the trainers looked at her new top with a mixture of appreciation and anticipation. Hilda’s hands seemed to move with a mind of their own and she flashed the entire room, giving them a good view of her assets. She turned beet red and dashed into the washroom to change into her pajamas.
     She changed into her pajama bottoms and stared at her nightshirt for a time, before deciding to eschew the more modest top entirely. She tossed the garment onto the tile floor and stared at the bundle of cloth on the floor. “What am I doing?” She whispered. She could feel her hear pounding in her chest, in fact it was beating so furiously she could hear it as thunder in her ears. After no shortage of hesitation Hilda left the safety of the washroom topless. As she returned to her usual bench to sleep, her ears burned furiously as the nearby male trainers cat-called her. As she lay down on her bench she noticed that the majority of the male trainers staying at the Pokemon centre had congregated in her usual corner. As they all stared at her bare chest and perfect areolas, her hands undid the cord of her pajama bottoms and slipped underneath the fabric…
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