Psychic Domination (Ash to Sabrina TG)

“That’s it?”

Sabrina had barely broken a sweat, her disappointment beyond measure as she glared at the pitiful display before her. She had heard plenty about this up and coming trainer from the other leaders, Ash Ketchum a rising star in the region. Even the first two leaders had joined his party though the setup of her gym had meant he had arrived solo after figuring out her teleportation puzzle. It wasn’t like she always took her fellow leader’s opinions to heart, but she had expected more than this stunned failure of a trainer. Something was wrong, as if he hadn’t been paying attention, as if he had been… distracted.

“J-Just you see! Next time I’ll be back on my game now that I know your tricks! And this stupid gauntlet won’t-“

Her tricks? She had barely used her team at all. It was like he had missed her setting up a light screen and barrier at the start and there was that flush to his cheeks that wasn’t quite embarrassed. There was also a fidgety quality, his stance hunched forwards as if he was hiding something. Sabrina’s eyes flashed, knowing she wouldn’t get much if she dove into his mind, instead reading his mind as she mentally dove into his thoughts to get to the heart of what could have possibly-

SERIOUSLY HOW IS THAT OUTFIT EVEN MORE REVEALING THAN MISTY’S? HOW’S A GUY MEANT TO FOCUS WHEN SHE’S THAT HOT AND STUFFED INTO LATEX? I BET SHE DOES IT ON PURPOSE JUST TO DISTRACT HER TRAINERS CAUSE IF YOU TAKE AWAY THE GIMMICK ALL YOU HAVE IS A HOT CHICK WITH SOME PARTY TRICKS. DAMMIT NEXT TIME I’LL PAY ATTENTION BUT I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE AND RUB ONE OUT TO HER STUPIDLY SEXY-

She shuddered, a barrage of annoyed and horny thoughts running through her, demeaning, bratty and coping as she realized Ash had been too busy staring at her body than the battle field. And then there were the revenge filled fantasies of just what he’d do to her in his mind. If she looked past the layer of disgust it was all revelatory, pathetic ideas of dominating her and stripping her, seeing what wasn’t already outlined in her bodysuit as her gaze turned icier. Not that he noticed, too busy giving out excuses for his own lack of focus and thinking about how good her ass was internally while all manner of lewd images flashed. Looking down she did admit her figure was… well flaunted by her dress, but that hardly excused such despicable thoughts.

Sabrina made a decision at that moment, that distracted mind of his a perfect boon to her powers, an easily moldable base as she decided to humor his perverted wishes. He wanted her body? Fine. She’d give it to him plus interest, her hand glowing as she prepared to ensure this brat would learn the proper amount of respect to give her…

“Huh, what’re you-“

A poke ball swung back and forth, Sabrina’s psychic energy holding him in place as he struggled, eyelids raised up as he was forced to stare, her psychic energy flashing an array of lights as his resistance gradually slowed, his pupils glazing over as she let him go. He stood there drooling, his erection on clear display with the occasional twitch and gurgle showing he wasn’t more than a lobotomized husk.

“You are in your room. Your feel private. Do what you want.”

“Huh? What’re you doing in my-? Ooh hehe thought I was cool huh? I-I knew you w-hooould mmgh l-like-“

She rolled her eyes, watching him acclimate to the new reality his mind was seeing, the empty floor of her gym space like the hotel he was staying in, his hands rubbing through his jeans. Even with psychic energy distancing them, she didn’t want to grace that thing with her power, not wanting her aura to be sullied. She’d focus elsewhere, the spinning pokeball a good focusing object as her energy seeped into his brain, slowly stroking it as she watched his pathetic rod thrust fruitlessly against his pants.

“Do you like me?”

“Yes hehe mmm~ you’re so h-hot and mmm~ dreamy a-and-“

“Say my name if you like it.”

“S-SabrinAHHHHH~?!”

At her name she tweaked her powers inside his head, a damp stain dribbling down his pants, a bit of jumbling going on internally as his left iris was veined in red. Just like their battle he had disappointed her, barely holding out before tapping out as she did a swirling motion with her finger.

“Uhhhngh wh-wha just haaAHH~ ooh S-Sahhbrinaa ahhh~?”

“Yes yes, keep repeating it. The more you say it the better it feels doesn’t it?”

Another tweak, his other eyes now bloodshot as she fiddled a bit with the glands inside, his wilting cock stiffening back up as her influence spread, the released aura a decent start as teal energy rumbled over his scalp, brushing through his brain and into his hair as the follicles gradually grew with every cycle.

Ash had never felt better in his life, his body filled with some kind of intoxicating force that made his skin buzz, his thoughts tingle. It was like his cock’s tenderness had spread around, his body trembling with lust as he moaned Sabrina’s name over and over, each time feeling a warm, blissful unclenching in his head. As she fiddled with his brain his eyes were turning redder, hair pulled from the roots as her psychic energy imbued it with a teal hue.

“That’s it. Good boy.”

She didn’t even try to hide the disgust when that was enough to make him cum, his scratchy voice like nails on a chalkboard, yet she was curious to see the progress as more of her aura spread inside his form. It wasn’t enough to fill, she needed him to crave it, for his aura to submit as she considered her next words carefully.

“Remember what distracted you, think of how sexy I am. You’re a man aren’t you? Show me. You need to EARN Sabrina…”

Flashes of Sabrina’s figure filled his mind, Ash groaning as the arousal only built with the second release, his skin on fire, his cock scraping against his jeans as it felt like he was already on the verge of another release. Something felt right about the way she was looming over him, leering with disgust, that gaze turning him on like little else as his eyes teared up from the slow slanting of their lustful gaze. His brain felt like a sponge and every time he moaned Sabrina’s name or even just thought of her, a most incredible wringing strained away all the bad feelings, his face glowing as Sabrina continued to sculpt him into his own wet dream.

It didn’t take long for him to almost rip off his clothes as he undressed, drooling openly as chapped lips plumpened, his ruddy complexion paling wherever her energy caressed. He would have leapt at her naked but there was that command to earn it, the hypnotized trainer whimpering like a puppy trying to get a treat, his pleasure addled mind unable to think of an easy way to get her and failing as his frustrated hands moved towards stroking his cock.

“You want to be worthy?”

He nodded, chin length hair flopping back and forth, lashes bushier as he continued to moan her name, the squeezing sensation running through his cheeks and chin, everything getting softer.

“You should know, I only like people equal to me… As powerful as me…”

She continued to lead him on as she closed the distance, watching as his head heaved and shrank, bending over till Ash was looking directly in her eyes.

“Ahh p-please Sabrinaaa~ t-tehhhll me what I have to doooo?!”

The deeper he stared the more he could see his own reflection in her eyes, but something was off. Parts of him were still there on the moaning mishmash of shifting flesh, yet the more he repeated her name, the more he imagined her perfection the more he realized he could feel what he was seeing from the hair slowly trickling past his bare shoulders to the satisfying pops of his cheeks losing their baby fat yet as they melted to elegant perfection.

“H-Huuuuuh? What’s going ahhhhn ahhrceus m-my head NNNGH~!”

“Keep staring. You worship me, you need me. The only way to earn me is…”

Seeing his own features warp inside of her perfect scowl was too much for his throbbing brain to handle, a harsh squeeze making the rest of his face warp, his bulky nose slendering, his eyes widening as his cock unleashed ropes of desperation to the floor.

The answer was obvious, his raspy squeals hitching up as Sabrina’s energy slid deeper, Ashina feeling her goddess’s aura choke away his unflattering voice as her sultry tone burst from his lips, “TO B-HEEEEEEEEEE SABRINAAAAAAH~!”

For a moment a flicker of discomfort passed his brow, as if something wasn’t quite right, a stubborn resistance at the thought of becoming her. He did want to be the best even if she was the perfect trainer who had soundly crushed him with ease. H-Her hot body he wanted to feel what she felt and give that demeaning- No he had to become Sabrina o-or maybe-

“Good… girl.”

She squeezed her hand, Ashina’s resistance wrung out in brutal bliss, his already spent cock draining out masculinity as his balls sank tighter and smaller below. This added a cyclical element to the pleasure, that hint of insertion and a bit of feminine remapping making the releases unsatisfying, Ashina’s hands spasming as his cock stiffened inside his grip. He needed her touch, he needed her deeper, his shoulders creaking as his frantic jerking wore them down to rounded slimness, his arms feeling sore from the constant masturbation as the pale flesh melted muscle to psychic energy that coursed throughout his system. Soon he didn’t have to imagine Sabrina’s touch, his fingers slimming as heavenly smooth skin rubbed against his cock, his stomach heaving as Ashrina came again.

“Ohh~ S-Sabrinaaaa~ guhhhnna be AHHHN A a… girl?”

Sabrina would have forced his brain to expel more, but it was genuine confusion than resistance, a state she found much more entertaining to toy with as she inched closer.

“Yes, you want to be a good girl don’t you? Can’t you feel it deep down? Your body wants to be closer to mine…”

To reinforce it she reached out and stabbed a finger into his unsuspecting navel, Ashrina’s cries wailing upwards as a wave of paleness spread outwards, his hands still stroking as his innards writhed. With a physical bridge it was like the physical conditioning had gone into overdrive, his ribs squeezing tighter at the bottom, his hips flaring as his core writhed under the single finger corrupting it as load after load drained from his curving physique.

“AHHH C-CAHHHHN’T STAHHHHHP~!”

The more he came the more her essence filled the gaps, his organs squirming, psychic energy acting like a muscle corset as his blocky core collapsed like a crinkled can, more of Sabrina’s memories worming into his brain as his own moans urged him on, releasing more weakness to the ground, his tongue lolling as Sabrina spread her palm against his navel. He could feel her directing the energy, spreading his hips even wider, tugging on tubes and shifting viscera as channels were being carved, a hungry emptiness that gave a slight, but undeniably orgasmic pull on his leaking cock.

“SAAAAA~! SAAAABRIIIIGYAAAAAH~!”

He could barely say her name, feeling like he was drowning in her eyes as the energy wormed upwards, his nipples turning a light shade of salmon pink as his upper half was fully washed over in her pristine skin. Ahrina didn’t know what to focus on, hands darting all over to jerk his cock, fondle a nipple, the maddening sensation of veins and nerves multiplying inside the latter. They were turning puffier, milk ducts threading inside, the feeling of his nipples equaling his cock as another orgasm crammed his balls into a half carved out channel. This left him stuck halfway, unable to cum no matter how hard he jerked off, groaning as Sabrina took a step back and let him stew in the burgeoning sensations of womanhood.

All throughout his hair was still being brushed, finishing a bit below shoulder length, the fringes brushed inwards while the lower fronds flared out. No matter how he squeezed his thighs there was no way to pleasure that aching blockage under his cock, just a loose sack emptied, his motions turning less jerky and more sensually pent up as he squirmed. The pleasure was shifting, his hips swaying as tunnels moistened, his hands sliding up to focus more on his nipples as he felt dizzy.

Good girl he wanted to be a good… girl…

“That’s it Sabrina, you’re starting to remember what’s natural for us. Which of these feels right? I’ll destroy the one you refuse.”

Ahrina couldn’t talk, just gasp and whimper, the need continuing to build as Sabrina floated over two sets of clothing. One set was his thrown off clothes, pants dampened with cum, jacket dusty from travel and the shirt had torn a bit while he had been struggling to undress earlier. The other made his groin spasm just by looking, a pink spaghetti strap crop top floating over black and green bangles and white sweats. Looking at his old clothes made that wringing sensation go into overdrive, memories sparking as Sabrina’s psychic powers replaced them, the softer looking fabrics, lighter pastel colors and obvious bagginess for certain assets sparked a deep need as his hands grabbed for the top first.

“Good girl.”

All signs of Ahrina’s past self were vaporized with barely a flick, the knowledge that he was being toyed with deeply arousing as further proof of Sabrina’s greatness wormed into his subconscious. Just being called a girl by Sabrina was making things throb, Sabrina smirking as she watched him dress himself in her clothing, though she stopped him after putting the bangles on, immediately restraining him as she moved towards her wriggling, flat chested dupe. She couldn’t tell if seeing her face and hearing her voice moan like a submissive slut was making her horny or disgusted, but she knew how she wanted to vent them on as she dragged a riding crop over.

“But we’re not good girls, are we Sabrina?”

“I-I’m SabrinAHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHH~!”

The conditioned ecstasy of being acknowledged was overwhelmed by a much more potent pleasure, the riding crop smacking across Arina’s chest and ass, his hands held behind his head as the pain rippled through his bound body.

“AHHH P-PLEASE STAHHHHHP~!”

Sabrina just tutted, clearly dismayed by the answer.

“You’re so adorable. How disgusting for a supposed equal! Let me give you a taste of power. You were staring at them long enough weren’t you?”

SMACK

As she slapped his chest and bottom with the riding crop, she had her psychic energy gag his moans, pouring down his throat as she directed it to his lacking chest. Every time Arina pleaded she was psychically plowed, another plug of energy thrusting up his ass as he was triple penetrated. It was like years of Sabrina’s life were flooding in, rumbling under his nipples, gushing into his ass, the riding crop tenderizing both areas as Sabrina’s energy mutated to fat.

“Sabrina never begs! Sabrina is always in control! Do you understand?”

“YES YESSSSS OHHHH AHHHHH PLEASE I- AHHHHHH FUUUUUCK JUST ST-AHHHHHP~!”

Now she was slamming it into his spine, pounding it into a curve vertebrae by vertebrae, the shattered spinal column numbing the sensations below just long enough to heal as another barrage of psychic energy fucked his ass thicker, his chest jiggling out as they filled the baggy top. Sabrina was loving it, her confused twin in the making clearly trying to make her happy, trying to submit, missing the point entirely as his tits continued to swell, his figure rounding out, crumbling under pressure until she couldn’t take it any more.

“I SAID STOP IT YOU BITCH!”

The anger flared up and with it a burst of psychic power blasting the original back halfway through the room, Abrina trembling as the anger faded, realizing he had just used the power herself. Something stirred, not just in his loins but his heart, a dark churning as that show of force had felt… good? He bit his lip suddenly aware whatever conditioning program the original had been ramming into his brain had stopped, the changes at a standstill as he looked down at his changed body.

“NNGH!”

Another throb in his head, a fuzzy sense of who he had been not long ago, his hands flashing green as a wispy fog seemed to fill the room, the latent psychic energy of the world visible to him, the sight of the original groaning as she got off the floor feeling… powerful~! B-But he needed permission didn’t he? He should be apologizing-

“AGGGH~!”

Another throb, Abrina floating as more of the power floating around gravitated towards him, making his skin tingle as he looked down, a valley of cleavage squeezed tantalizing as his cock twitched between his thighs, waiting for… for what? The pants floated over, Abrina closing his eyes as without thinking his body rotated legs up, the white pants sliding up his boy legs, only staying on once they squeezed against his wide hips, the pressure mounting as he flicked a finger, two tugs on the recessed balls thrusting as he grit his teeth, groaning till with a flex of his temple, the blockage popped.

“UHHHNGH AHHH Ahhh ohhh fuck ohhh-”

“Understand now, Sabrina?”

Not fully but he was getting there, groaning as his hands pawed at his core, fingers tracing the path as his testicles split and ascended. It wasn’t her doing it but him, the tactile sensation of splitting his own guts as he squeezed the slippery sources of masculinity, ramming them into the end of the path Sabrina had carved unspeakably gratifying as his hands moved to just above his cock. It felt so weak, so eager to submit, that earlier worship phase feeling embarrassing the longer he thought about it. Did he really have to beg?

“I was s-OHHHHHH~ Ahhhnoying wasn’t ahhHHHHHYYYEEEE~?!”

His fingers formed a sphere over his prostate before squashing it, every last drop of masculinity expelled from her body as the imprint of lips rubbed against his jeans.

“And here I thought I had to test you. Feel how good it is to bully that weakness away?”

“YESSSSSS~!”

He could feel flickers of the past fading further, fizzling away as he stuck a finger up the ridges of his forming labia as a more sadistic side bubbled up. Should he have dragged it out for the original’s amusement? Made her bully him more? …no she could go fuck herself for denying him this bliss, one finger becoming two as a beam of psychic energy shot from inside to plug his cock, his free hand squeezing the flexible material hugging his legs as they became curvier.

“Tell me Sabrina. Now that you have the power, now that you have my body, would you really want to turn back into that weak, easily distracted brat?”

She was close now, smirking as she watched him mold himself, thighs bloating, femurs snapping, knees swiveling at an angle as every painful crunch only turned them on more.

“F-HUUUUUUUCK N-OHHHHH OHHHHH YESSSSS~!”

All his fingers had to do was make a scraping motion, pancaking the disgusting rod in from the tip inwards, her hand flying back as she felt well and truly fucked, the only decent memory her former self had left her as she pounded and stirred the spreading cock meat into her slit, a hot gush of clear fluids draining down her thighs as she fell back to the ground.

The two Sabrinas were both flushed, each taking a foot to finish as they wrung out the dredges of their challenger, the original’s bodysuit clad tits rubbing against her twin’s braless beauties, both able to feel how hard their nipples were.

“You know, you didn’t have to drag that out. It’s not like he could have resisted and now someone has to mop the floors when we’re done.”

“A chance like this doesn’t come often. No point in doing it if you can’t savor it. Clearly I drained out too many brains.”

“Shut up! All you had to do was turn his clothes into a bodysuit and wrung him right there! Utter domination. Why listen to him whine and moan for ages when we could just do it in the snap of a finger?”

“Oh you think you could do better? Let’s see if you’re this feisty once we’re out of those-”

“ASH?! Where are you man, Misty’s been waiting for- Oooh, hello pretty ladies! Ah I mean Sabrina and… her sister?”

It couldn’t be better timing for the new Sabrina, the original sighing as her twin flicked back her hair.

“Here, let me show you what I mean.”

He was that… rock type gym leader right? Really it was embarrassing to think she was considered the same caliber as this goofy lovesick moron who was all but slobbering over her till a flick of her wrist sent him dangling over the ground, another tearing off his clothes as she turned to her sister.

“If I did it your way we’d have to hear him yammer on about his perversions over and over. See how he’s barely taking this seriously?”

She didn’t even have to do any stroking to get his Onix to appear, though she’d compare it more to a Caterpie after another glance.

“Ayyy kinky! I’m down for this especially with two identical-”

“Three, now shut up.”

She forced one of his hands to clamp his mouth shut, the fingers crunching as they lengthened, his other hand snapping as it feminized, the pale fingers clenched around a nipple as they began to pull. It had barely even been five seconds as his body was surrounded by her energy, nipples puffing as hairs were ripped out of their pores when he suddenly came in an explosive release.

“I said no mess this time.”

His muffled screaming and midair tumbling was really something to behold as she snapped her fingers, all his expelled cum gathered and shoved back inside, his hips shattering wider as Sabrina gave his torn off scraps a flick. Like locusts they swarmed, unraveling and melting as they turned to latex, his paling flesh quickly covered in a black bodysuit and red tunic clearly too tight and too small for a guy like him. Not that he had a choice as Sabrina made a loose fist and squeezed.

“MMMGH! HNNGH NNNGGH GHH MMMMGH~?!”

A cacophony of cracks followed, the tight squeeze of the bodysuit trapping in whatever his devolving cock was trying to spew out, his frame shattering to fit the curvaceous mold he was stuck in as boots formed, pumping mass up in bulging waves as his callused feet were squeezed into a women’s 6, softening bulges accenting the curve of his new calves, his thighs and ass growing truly massive as his pained grunts were growing more and more pleased by the gyration of his body. A black cummerbund finished the ensemble, Sabrina loving the meaty sound as it strangled his waist, the thrashing resolving to subdued grinding against the psychic prison as his ribs and core scrunched to her figure.

“HMMGH NNNGH MMPH MMMH RRRGH OOOOOH OHHH OHHHH FUUUUUUUCK~!”

All that mass had shot upwards, bloating out his chest, the hand muffling him squeezing as his face paled, chin losing its blocky shape as it popped to a slender point, a quick choking enough to get rid of that insufferable lovesick voice into a matching, victorious squeal. She floated “him” down so they could watch as the paleness crept over his lips, his tongue licking their puffed form, his cheeks blushing as his eyes wriggled. The bushy brows thinned, a few pops sounding as one eye popped open, fluttering as it took in the brightness, a small patch of tan around his remaining shut eye and tensed brow eliciting an eye roll as Sabrina had the psychic energy grip his short spiky hair and wrench it backwards till only pleasured screams exited his lips.

“Ahhh ahhhhn y-yesss ohh yes oh fuck oh ohhhh~…”

Waves of dark aquamarine spilled down, a distant look of pleasure on their nearly finished sister’s face as even her moaning quieted down to intense, pleasured gasps. His hand was glowing as it moved between his thighs, a few churning squelches echoing as stroking turned to pushing, and pushing to an inwards scooping motion as she crossed her legs, the first two Sabrinas quite easily imagining what was happening there as their new sister sighed, the sound of a cork popping followed by a subdued shudder in the new girl.

The original shrugged as the freshly christened Sabrina continued to finger herself, though neither of the other two much cared for who was right. What mattered was that this entire experience had been far more arousing than they had expected, questions of right and wrong never of much concern as they turned to each other.

“You know we can try plenty of different methods and decide after oh… a couple hundred more of us, maybe thousands.”

“Agreed. Starting with the Elite 4. We’re plenty elite as is and I doubt any of those aging wrecks could lay a finger on us. Apparently the current champion’s an even bigger brat than I used to be.”

“I want to turn some people too. All those other gym types are so much weaker than us. And I still vaguely remember where we can find that water girl. Th-Though I might need a change of-“

“We all do. So why don’t we all enjoy our own company for a while and then we can see whose idea for the best method of conversion is the hottest. Now that boy had some interesting positions he wanted to see us in, and I think he might have been onto something…”