Pokémon world
??? Region
Unknown day
6 Pm
Hours passed in a blur of lust and submission. The mythical Pokémon, now humanoid, were utterly exhausted, their divine willpower shattered by Morty's insatiable cravings. What had once been godlike beings were now reduced to mere instruments of his pleasure, their minds broken and reshaped into a state of complete obsession and submission.
Morty stood over them, his body glistening with sweat, a triumphant expression on his face. The guardians of the Pokémon world, now his slaves, looked up at him with eyes filled with a desperate need. Arceus, her voice barely a whisper, pleaded.
"More... please, don't stop... we need you..." Palkia, her breath coming in ragged gasps, echoed the sentiment.
"We belong to you now, Morty... we crave you..." Dialga and Giratina, their bodies trembling with exhaustion, added their voices to the chorus of submission.
"We are yours, Morty... do with us as you will..." Morty's grin grew wider, his sense of power and control absolute.
"That's right. You all belong to me now. And you will do anything I say."
The once mighty deities, now nothing more than sex-craved and submissive slaves, nodded eagerly, their minds completely broken and reshaped to serve Morty's every whim. The forest, now silent but for their labored breaths, stood as a showcase to Morty's dark conquest.
Morty surveyed the forest, the echoes of his triumph still lingering in the air. His hand reached into his pocket, pulling out the Morphdex, a device capable of scanning and providing detailed information about his surroundings. The screen flickered to life, and Morty began to gather data.
"Let's see where we are," he muttered, scanning the area. The device beeped and displayed a map, pinpointing his location.
"Kalos Region, huh? Perfect. This place is a breeding ground for some of my targets—Gardevoir, Kirlia, and Blaziken. I'll have some fun later."
Morty's eyes gleamed with anticipation. Kalos was perfect—filled with numerous powerful and aesthetically pleasing Pokémon. His next targets came to mind: Gardevoir, Kirlia, and Blaziken.
Arceus, Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina stood by his side, their eyes filled with a mixture of adoration and lust. They had been utterly broken, their divine wills bent to Morty's control.
He held out his hand and brought out a small capsule. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed it aside, and the capsule expanded rapidly upon impact with the ground, transforming into a massive, modern mansion.
"Time to take a break," Morty said with a smirk, gesturing for the newly transformed Arceus, Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina to follow him inside.
The mansion was an architectural marvel, equipped with every luxury and comfort Morty could think of. Plush furniture, expansive rooms, advanced technology, and even a fully stocked kitchen and bar. The walls were lined with high-tech displays and controls, allowing Morty to monitor and manipulate the mansion's environment and security systems with ease.
"Make yourselves comfortable," he said to the humanoid Pokémon as they entered the opulent living room.
"You'll be spending a lot of time here." Arceus, her regal composure shattered, looked around with wide eyes.
"Master, this place... it's incredible."
Morty lounged on a large, luxurious sofa, watching as his new slaves explored their new home with a mixture of awe and trepidation.
Morty leaned back on the plush sofa, enjoying the soft warmth of Arceus nestled against him. Yet, his ever-busy mind was already working on improvements.
The capsule technology he had just used, borrowed from the Dragon Ball universe, could certainly use some upgrades. A more efficient version would be essential for his future plans, especially when it came to expanding his new mansion or transporting larger objects and creatures.
"I'll need to revisit that world sometime," he mused aloud, running his fingers through Arceus's head.
"Plenty of fun to be had there and more... acquisitions to make."
He could almost see it now—using the Capsule Corp technology to its fullest potential, bending powerful women from that world to his will, and expanding his empire across dimensions. The thought brought a wicked smile to his lips.
But for now, he had more immediate concerns. The female Pokémon, his newly subjugated companions, needed attention.
With a thought, he activated his telekinesis, effortlessly lifting the exhausted forms of Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina. Their eyes widened with a mix of awe and fear as they floated towards the mansion's luxurious pool area.
Morty followed them, guiding their floating bodies with a mere gesture of his hand. The pool itself was a masterpiece, an expansive, crystal-clear expanse of water surrounded by elegant tiles and tropical plants. The night air was warm, perfect for a refreshing swim.
He gently set the Pokémon down at the edge of the pool, then sat on the ledge himself, dipping his feet into the cool water.
"Time to get cleaned up," he said, his tone commanding yet oddly soothing.
"We've had quite a day, and you need to be in top shape for what's coming next."
Arceus, now fully obedient, began to help Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina into the water, their transformed bodies moving with a grace that belied their previous exhaustion. Morty watched them with a satisfied grin, knowing he had broken their wills and made them his.
As they bathed, Morty continued to think about his next steps. The Kalos Region was just the beginning. He would need to capture more Pokémon, especially those like Gardevoir, Kirlia, and Blaziken, whose humanoid forms made them perfect. And beyond that, he could expand to other regions.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of splashing and soft, submissive laughter. Morty looked up to see the female Pokémon enjoying the pool, their previous exhaustion replaced by a renewed energy that came from their desire to please him.
"Good." he said, nodding approvingly.
"Enjoy yourselves. You'll need your strength." He slipped into the water himself, feeling the cool embrace of the pool against his skin. He swam over to the Pokémon, joining them as they cleaned and refreshed themselves.
The water seemed to rejuvenate them, their eyes shining with a mixture of fear, adoration, and a deep, ingrained desire to serve. As Morty leans on the edge, watching his new companions as he simply relaxes his body.
"Mhmmm~ this is nice. What's next, Master?" Dialga pressed her body against Morty while he caressed her head and Palkia went over taking his other side followed by Arceus and Giratina.
"Nothing much, we'll go explore a bit. Unless you girls want to return to your dimensions?" Morty asked since they were now programmed to be obedient and loving for him means he'll treat them right.
"My dimension is boring. I'll stick with you for the timing." Giratina didn't hesitate to follow him and found it enjoyable to mate with him.
"Me too, I'll follow you." Palkia said and Dialga nodded in response.
"I feel the same. It's fun mating with you." She said having formed her mask once again only using her mouth when pleasuring Morty.
"Yes, we'll stay by your side, Master." Arceus voiced her answer, her words a soft melody that resonated through the air, and Morty smiled in response.
They continued to enjoy themselves in the bath, the soothing water washing away the tensions of the day. Eventually, they emerged, refreshed and rejuvenated, and made their way inside the mansion.
Morty took charge, efficiently drying their bodies with soft towels before his eyes gleamed with mischief. He disappeared briefly, returning with a set of erotic harem outfits, each tailored perfectly for his companions.
As he handed them the outfits, the quartet exchanged puzzled glances, questioning the purpose of dressing themselves in such attire. Yet, with a shrug and a sense of curiosity, they donned the garments, their forms instantly enhanced by the luxurious fabrics and intricate designs.
The transformation was remarkable. Arceus, Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina stood before Morty, their beauty magnified by the sensual allure of their new attire. Even they couldn't deny the undeniable impact the outfits had on their appearance. Morty grinned, pleased with the result.
"Now, you truly look the part," he remarked, admiring their enhanced beauty.
"Alright, let's have some dinner." Morty had been defiling their body for hours and he lost track, breaking their will.
Once they were dressed, Morty led his companions to the mansion's opulent dining room. The room was a masterpiece of luxury, with a long, polished table set with fine china and silverware. The soft glow of chandeliers cast a warm light, creating an inviting ambiance.
Morty moved with purpose, heading to the state-of-the-art kitchen. He began to cook, his hands deftly preparing a sumptuous meal. The aroma of roasting meats, simmering sauces, and freshly baked bread soon filled the air, drawing the attention of Arceus, Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina.
The quartet exchanged curious glances, their expressions a mix of confusion and anticipation. Arceus finally voiced their collective question.
"Master, what is the point of feeding us when we do not require sustenance?" Morty looked up from his cooking, a smile playing on his lips.
"I like you to eat something. Besides, a good meal can be enjoyable, even if you don't need it."
Intrigued by his response, they watched as he finished preparing the dishes and brought them to the table. The spread was a feast for the senses—succulent meats, vibrant vegetables, and rich, aromatic sauces. Morty gestured for them to sit, and they complied, still pondering his motivations.
As they took their first bites, their skepticism quickly turned to surprise. The flavors were exquisite, each mouthful a delightful blend of textures and tastes. They found themselves savoring the meal, the experience unexpectedly pleasant.
"This is... amazing," Palkia murmured, her eyes wide with delight.
Dialga nodded in agreement, a rare smile crossing her face.
"I never imagined food could taste like this." Giratina, usually stoic, couldn't hide her appreciation.
"Master, you have truly outdone yourself." Morty chuckled, pleased with their reactions.
"I'm glad you like it. There's more to food than just simply needing it."
As they continued to eat, the atmosphere around the table grew more relaxed. With dinner finished and the plates cleared, Morty leaned back, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Tomorrow, we will continue our journey. But tonight, let's enjoy this moment."
The quartet nodded, their admiration for Morty growing as they realized there was more to their master than they had initially thought. He brought them to his bedroom after blasting their mind with some info of how to have pleasure more thanks to Cortana.
"It's time to show the world who you belong to." Their faces morphed into human lips as they learned on how to please their master. The four women, their veils lifted and revealing their rosy red lips, each received lipstick from the man. With eager anticipation, they applied the vibrant color to their lips, transforming them into a deep shade of crimson.
As they finished applying the lipstick, they immediately leaned in to kiss his body - every inch of his skin was marked with the imprint of their soft lips. The sensation sent shivers down his spine as he felt himself growing increasingly aroused by this intimate act.
Morty began his journey of passion with Arceus, their lips locking in a fiery embrace. As they kissed, their tongues danced together, exchanging saliva and smearing her lipstick slightly. The intensity of the kiss left him breathless and wanting more.
Next up was Giratina who pulled Morty close for a powerful and deep kiss that mirrored the one he shared with Arceus. Her lips were soft yet demanding as she claimed his mouth as her own. The sensation sent shivers down his spine, leaving him yearning for more of her intoxicating touch.
As Dialga and Palkia unveiled Morty's throbbing cock from its confinement, they were immediately overcome by the musky aroma that emanated from it. Their breath became haggard as they leaned in to taste him for the first time.
Dialga took the lead, wrapping her lips around his shaft and sucking gently while Palkia followed suit, licking up and down his length with her tongue. The sensation was overwhelmingly pleasurable as their warm mouths enveloped him, marking every inch of his hardness with their soft lips.