May

The petite brunette pokemon trainer crept carefully through the air vents of Team Aqua's base, listening as the bustle of the many grunts settled down for the night. She had received an anonymous tip that the villainous team were about to enact another of their plots to reshape the earth. Her father Professor Birch's name had been mentioned, his research on pokeballs apparently was of use to Team Aqua. She couldn't let them take her father's work, so she had gathered her strongest team of pokemon and set out to their base herself, slipping inside the ventilation system with ease.

She wiped her forehead, hair contained by the red headband she so often wore. She was sweating all over, skin shiny, her bra was beginning to feel very uncomfortable as she wriggled through the pipes, so with a sigh she reached under her top and unhooked it, letting it drop behind her, better to jiggle than to die of sweatiness. Continuing to move along, her medium sized breasts were hanging underneath her inside her top, but it was far better than them being contained.

As she passed a vent, she heard low voices drifting up to her. Peering through the slats, she could make out two figures, one female, the other male, in a small office containing a desk, a sofa and little else. Only small scraps of their conversation could be heard, but their urgent tones intrigued her, and she leaned closer in an attempt to hear more.

"-should be here by now…ball arrived…fathers work-" Was this about her father? May leaned in further, desperate to obtain any information that could help thwart their plans, but the male figure left the room, closing the door behind him. Withdrawing from her vantage point, May was about to move on when the vent suddenly shifted beneath her, letting out a audible clunk. Freezing, not aring to move lest she make more noise, May waited and waited for any reaction from below. The female figure barely looked up, had she gotten away with it?

Daring to breathe for the first time in what felt like minutes, May began to move away from the vent, keen to get out of the base as soon as she could, she had to warn her dad of the organisations plans, even if she didn't fully understand them. Just as she began to move, she heard the unmistakable sound of a pokemon being released from its ball from below her.

"Water gun, now!" Not a second after the voice gave its command, a spray of pressurised water hit the vent in which May lay, breaking the weakened pipes, and causing it to split, the poor girl inside sliding out into a heap on the office floor, soaked from head to toe.

"Knew I heard a cunt sneaking around up there" The raven haired, brown skinned Team Aqua admin Shelly stood in the middle of the room, water pooling around her feet. A Crawdaunt stood next to her, water dripping from its pincers, before the intimidating Shelly withdrew it back into its ball.

May wiped water out of her eyes, scrabbling for her pokeballs on her belt, but with a start she realised they'd come loose, along with her trousers, heavy and sodden with water. Even worse, her top was soaked through, and her topless body was showing clearly through her upper clothing, nipples hard due to the chill of the water.

"One word from me and fifty guards come running. Let's not do anything stupid now. Take off that wet top and throw it here, in fact why not strip completely for me. Don't be shy about the panties dear, its nothing I haven't seen before." The admin sat back on her desk, smiling sadistically, unbuckling her belt and wriggling out of her tight fitting uniform, revealing a beautiful rounded brown ass, cheeks with only a little jiggle in them as she dropped her panties too, kicking them off her feet and giving a small moan as she slipped a finger inside her dripping pussy.

May watched this with a mixture of trepidation and horror, yet she also had a tinge of…desire? As the brown beauty pulled her crop top down to reveal two large, luscious chocolate tits, each easily the size of Mays head, the pokemon trainer had to admit that the leader was an exceptionally desirable woman.

Not wanting to face her anger, May slipped her top over her head, exposing her pale breasts, which previously had seemed so large and obtrusive, yet compared to her captor they were barely worthy of a bra. She tenderly reached up to her chest to cover herself, but despite herself found her fingers playing softly with her perky nipples, tweaking them almost nervously.

Shelly, now nude from the waist down and with her top pulled down, tits spilling out over the blue material, walked over to the dripping wet sedentary girl, reaching down, extending a hand and pulling her to her feet, before letting her drop to sit on the sofa. Seating herself next to May, she wrapped an arm around the brunette, caressing her skin and letting a smile creep across her face as the girl gave a clear shiver of pleasure at her touch.

"Ever been with a woman sweetie? I never used to even consider it, but I've been changed, my mind opened. Oh! How amazing it is to let go of the restrictions imposed by society and just…submit yourself." The dark skinned beauty's voice was silken and soothing, May found herself calming in her presence, and when the older woman leaned in for a kiss, she found her lips parting with ease.

The two women made out furiously, tongues exploring each other's mouths, hands roaming over any naked flesh they could find. Breaking away, Shelly caught her breath and wiped the mixed drool that was dripping from her mouth onto May's exposed body, slipping off the sofa onto her knees. From here, she began to eat out the younger girl, using her experienced tongue to drive May wild with lust, bucking her hips against the willing mouth of the older woman.

May had forgotten why she even came to the base in the first place, so pleasurable was the oral she was receiving. With a stifled whimper she came, spraying pussy juices across Shelly's face, who licked them up with glee, savouring the taste. The young trainer's mind was so blank and washed with pleasure that she barely noticed the admin reach for a pokeball and bring it up to her face, only when it was inches from her nose did it swim into focus, allowing her to observe the love heart shape on the seal.

"Kiss your old life goodbye pet!" Shelly laughed and bumped the ball into May's nose, the device engulfing the exhausted girl in a red light, once it faded the girl's look had taken on an even blanker look, one of complete submission and obedience. The admin quickly stood and picked up a mobile phone on the desk. Dialling, she glanced over to the girl and smirked as she saw the capture was complete. "Master, get in here. She's prepped for the ransom."

Within minutes the door slid open and a tall man strode in, wearing a trench coat the same shade as his deep red hair, the pin on his coat identifying him as Maxie, leader of Team Magma. Barely glancing at the still naked May, he took the phone off of Shelly and dialled a new number. May could only hear his side of the conversation.

"We have your daughter. You will give us all copies of your research surrounding pokeballs. Yes, I am serious, here, see for yourself." At this he held out the phone to the unresponsive May, covering the microphone. "Say hello to daddy, slave." As he held the phone next to her ear, May couldn't disobey, the words simply felt right to say.

"Hello daddy", her voice was barely her own, stripped of any feeling, but she was recognised immediately. Her fathers distressed voice, calling for her to stay calm and not to panic and that he would give them everything to get her back did nothing to her emotionally, she remained blank, eyes unfocused staring into the distance. She belonged to her Master now. Everything else didn't matter. The Team Magma boss returned the phone to his ear and resumed negotiations, before hanging up, a satisfied expression on his face.

"Did you want to use her before we hand her back Master?" Shelly asked, a glint in her eye betraying her desire to see the young trainer cum again.

The Team Magma leader replied in his clipped tones "No time. I have important business to attend to." With this he walked to the door and was halfway out before pausing. "However, we should set a precedent for those who seek to interfere with our plans, as well as the grunts needing a team building exercise…Very well. Take her to the bunk room. Leave her in there until the time for transfer arises, the pokeball will wear off with time, but we can still make an example of her." With this sinister threat that awoke a semblance of fear and a thrill of excitement inside May, he left the room.

The walk to the bunkroom was short but May caught over many a sideways glance as she passed by grunts, from men and women alike, lingering gazes at her bare chest and pussy. Upon entering the bunkroom, a long corridor lined with over 30 beds half blue, half red, Shelly threw May to the floor and called out to the gathered grunts.

"This whore has decided to repay you all for your service! She's caused many of you trouble in the past I'm sure, now's your chance to exact some revenge! Have fun grunts, and don't forget to share!" At this, she turned and left, not eager to get caught up in the ensuing mayhem. Those closest to May scrabbled to remove their clothing, and within seconds her view was obscured by cock, prodding at her face until she opened her mouth and held out her hands, grasping for a rod of meat to stroke.

If May had ever been reluctant to let herself be a complete gangbang whore, that day was long past. After the first group shot their loads across her hungry face, a raggedy queue formed either side of her, each man eager for his turn with the cum addled trainer that had been dropped in their midst.

From behind her pussy and ass were taken in turn, the minute her tight butthole was vacated with a sticky load left behind, another would slide right in after, keeping the tiny girl perpetually filled with cock and in a constant state of pleasure. Her pussy too dripped a mixture of cunt juices and cum, pooling under her as she rode cock after cock to orgasm, occasionally bucking her hips and moaning in orgasm herself.

From her front her mouth was equally filled, her hands too, jacking off dicks until they shot their sticky white load onto her face. Any cum within tongues reach was swiftly hoovered up alongside any cock pointed in the direction of her mouth, her gag reflex supressed, May was throating cocks to the balls, spluttering and gasping for air frequently, but evidently loving the experience of sniffing right up to the musky balls of the grunts surrounding her.

Somewhere some grunts had found a marker, and were writing words on her body, but there was so much cock around that everything else seemed irrelevant, when one exceptionally large grunt told her to open up her mouth, she did, even as his yellow piss began to spray down her throat she managed to swallow it all, showing off her empty mouth for the crowd to their great enjoyment. This was what she was meant to be. A complete gangbanged whore, a cumdump, simply a set of holes to be used. She was a fuckdoll pokeslut and she couldn't be happier.

6 HOURS LATER

Professor Birth hurried to the base, briefcase in hand. He had gone as fast as he could, compiling all his data in order to save his May, but it had taken until the dead of night to get all his information together. He reached the agreed drop off point and handed the case to a Team Aqua member who motioned to their companions. Out of the gloom came three figures, two supporting the last. The two carrying the third dropped them onto the ground in front of Birch and retreated to their base, leaving the Professor alone with his girl.

"May! Are you alright? They didn't hurt you did they? They would-" He was cut off as his daughter looked up at him, mascara smeared down her face in black tears, smiling like a madwoman. She was completely nude, her body covered in tally marks around her various holes and with insults such as cocksocket and spunk addict scrawled across her figure. As he laid a hand on her sticky shoulder, her eyes lit up bright.

"More cock for pokeslut May?" she asked beggingly, eyes desperate for attention, mouth hanging open revealing an inviting throat. Birch stopped, astonished. On the one hand, he wanted his daughter to be safe, on the other she seemed happier now than ever before. Scooping her up, he began to carry her home, her nude body pressed against his. Well, since the divorce he had been fairly lonely, and she did seem so happy…