Prepare for Humiliation (Patreon)

Misty slowly shacked her head as she began to come round. She had no idea what happened, one moment she was just washing her face by a lake, the next she began to feel dizzy, then sleepy eyed, before falling to the ground asleep. Once her eyes reopen, she felt she was laid down on a carpet, no longer outside but in a room somewhere. 

“Oooh, what?” The eighteen year old muttered, trying to move her arms and legs, but to no avail. Her wrists were tied behind her back while her ankles were also tied together with rope. 

“Wakey wakey sleepyhead!” spoke a familiar voice. 

Checking her surrounds, Misty saw that she in what looked like a hotel room, and sitting on a bed in front of her was none other then a certain redhead that always followed her and her travelling buddies every single day, along with her own group of travelling buddies. 

“Jessie!” Misty spoke angrily. “What is the meaning of this? Untie me this instant!” 

“Oh Misty, you've always had quite a mouth for moaning and demanding, whether its moaning at that other twerp at his idiocy, or at me and my comrades to give back Pikachu or other Pokemon we steal.”

“I said untie me now!” Misty continued to struggle, ignoring what Jessie had just said. 

“Well, to answer your previous question, I've decided to have a little fun with you. See, running after you twerps for Pikachu is all fine and dandy, but it does get repetitive very quickly, so while you were all about to camp for the night, me, James and Meowth used chloroform gas while you washed your face, tied you up, and took you miles away in the Meowth balloon so those other twerps wouldn’t get in the way! We even booked this hotel room purely for our one on one fun!” 

“Fun? What the hell do you mean by that?”

“God, eighteen and after all these years, you're still as clueless as always. Better just get started.” 

Opening out a Pokeball, Jessie let out a Drowzee in front of Misty.

“I borrowed this Drowzee from Cassidy, and by that I mean I stole it and did the same thing to her as I'm about to do to you! I'm sure you're familiar with this Pokemon aren’t you?”

“Y-You wouldn’t dare!” Misty started to worry, having just been reminded of the time a Drowzee hypnotized her to think she was a Seel. 

“Drowzee, use Hypnosis!”

“Drooooooooooowzee!” the Pokemon chanted as it began to produce hypnotic ring waves from its eyes into Misty's own. At that point, Misty's head began to feel so heavy, like her own thoughts and freewill were weighting a ton inside her mind, as well as her eyes which became hard to stay fully open, thus creating a drowsy look on her face, and even her jaw hung open with a wet string of drool hanging out of her mouth. 

“From this point on, you are to do exactly as you are told by me, no matter how silly or degrading the command might seem.” Jessie told the entranced Misty. 

“Do...exactly....told...” Misty muttered, lost within the spell of hypnosis.

“Obey feels good, especially when you obey me.”

“Obeying........good........”

“Only my voice is your command, you trust it like your inner voice, but even more trust worthy.”

“Jessie.....command........”

“When I clap my hands, you will become the perfect obeying slave.”

“Obeying.....slave.....”

Just as she said, Jessie clapped her hands. Doing so made Misty stay still in the position she was in on the floor. Her soulless eyes just starred at Jessie, waiting the first command or order she would give her. Nothing else matter now, not her friends or family, her life, not even her peril, only to do as her Mistress commands.   

“Well done Drowzee!” Jessie petted the Pokemon on the head. “Now, use Psycho Cut on Misty's binds!”

Drowzee did as commanded and produced two blades of psychic power from its eyes , shooting them right at Misty's bindings, and cutting the ropes perfectly without harming the captive red head. 

“Good Drowzee, now return!” Jessie pick up Drowzee's Pokeball, zapping the Pokemon with it, and returning Drowzee within the ball, leaving Jessie all alone with an entranced Misty. 

“Now let’s see if you are as loyal as my Pokemon. Stand!”

Once she sat up, Misty did as she was order and stood up from the floor, standing in a default stance like she was stood to attention with her legs closed together and her arms placed by her sides.  

“So far so good. Now, you are only allowed to call me Mistress from now on and you are to believe or do only what I say. Is that understood?”

“Yes Mistress.” Misty spoke emotionless. “You are my Mistress, and I will believe and do whatever you command.”

“Very good. Now why don't we get a good look of that body of yours? Strip.”

“Yes Mistress.” Misty started by slipping out of her trainers and socks using her feet, while she pulled down her suspenders, causing her shorts to plummet to her feet. She followed up by lifting her yellow shirt over her head, then dropping it to the floor before unhooking her bra, letting loose her roughly average C cup breasts for her Mistress's pleasure, then peeling down her Psyduck panties to the small pile of clothing at the bottom of her feet, then returned to her default stance. 

“Hmm, that's not bad I guess.” Jessie scanned her eyes at the naked Misty before her. “I should of guess a tomboy like yourself would have a swimmer's body with some muscle in your arms and legs. I suppose your ass is nice, but I'll fix all that after we have a little fun!”

It was only when Jessie was looking down at Misty's long silk legs that she took real notice of the kind of underwear Misty had worn. 

“Psyduck panties huh?” Jessie grinned. “You know, most female trainers have their favourite Pokemon on their underwear, so why do you have Psyduck I wonder?”

“”I often feel pity for him Mistress.” Misty responded. “He gets headaches all the time and he can't do anything right, but I seem to love him deep down inside.”

“Is that so? Why don't you put your panties back on, but not round your hips, on your head!”

Misty bent down to pick up her underwear as suggested by Jessie and the proceeded to put them over her head like a woolly hat with no shame in wearing them. 

“Very cute.” Jessie giggled. “Now, act like a Psyduck!”

Knowing from experience just how her Pokemon acted, Misty began to place her hands on the sides of her head like a Psyduck, like she was holding her own head, and then began chanting;

“PSYDUCK! PSYDUCK! PSY PSY PSYDUCK!”

“Great, now waddle around in circles!”

Misty followed the order once again, walking around in circles while best imitating how her Psyduck walks with his webbed feet. Jessie could only lay back onto the room better as she was laughing so hard.

“HAHAHA, god you look so dumb and stupid!” Jessie laughed. “It's a good thing I set up my phone on the bed stand to record this!!! This is going to be my greeting card to all my friends and your twerp buddies this Christmas!!!”

After a good five minute laugh at Misty's expense, who did not cease her silly routine even once, Jessie finally contained herself and was ready to move onto the next thing.

“Okay, stop acting like a Psyduck!” Jessie ordered, and Misty obeyed, standing back into her default stance. “Now that I've had a good laugh, I think it's time to dip into something more....pleasurable.”

 Jessie proceeded to take off her shirt and top, revealing no bra but bare breast since she had removed it prior, then unhooked her skirt which also revealed a lack of her trademark Team Rocket panties with the red R for Rocket, then finally kicked off her boots to the floor, making herself as naked as Misty. With her legs open and her feet on the floor, Jessie laid back onto the bed once, leaving her pussy on display for Misty. 

“Let's put that tongue of yours to work, now kneel down in front of the bed and lick my pussy!” 

“Yes Mistress.”

Obeying her Mistress once more, Misty knelled down the front of the bed, then slowly tilted her head forwards, with her panties still on her head, towards the exposed vagina. She started with slow licks, focusing on the outside area and lips, before she dug her wet tongue into the deep love hole of her Mistress. 

“Mmmmm oh yeah!” Jessie licked her mouth lips, while she groped at her own breasts. “You're really good at this!”

Detecting that the moans were a sign of a good job, Misty grabbed onto Jessie's legs to force her face further into Jessie's pussy and began licking the inner love tunnels at an even faster pace, not stopping even when love nectar began pouring over her tongue, mouth and face. 

“Oh yes!!! You are, AHHHHH, an natural! Faster!” Jessie moaned louder and squeezed at her breasts harder, while Misty began to increase speed as fast as she could to pleasure her Mistress the best she could. “YES!!! LIKE THAT MISTYYYYY! OH GOD YES, AHHHHHHHH.......YES.......AHHH AHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHH, I'M, AHHHH, CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMING!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

Jessie orgasmed into Misty's open mouth, while Misty, rather then withdrawing, began sucking at Jessie's pussy to get all of the sweet nectar, causing a second orgasm shortly after. Jessie felt out of breath and completely satisfied with perhaps her greatest orgasms, made even better that it was one of her enemies that was made to do it for her, making her feel like a queen. After a short recovery, Jessie sat up to see Misty still kneeled down in front of the bed, her panties still worn on her head and her own sweet pussy juice dripping out of Misty's mouth and all over the Gym Leader's breasts.

“Oh if only you could see yourself now Misty.” Jessie laughed at the sight before her. “Tell me, you ever had a lesbian experience before Misty?”

“No Mistress.” Misty replied. “Not before today.”

“Ah, so you're still a virgin?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Ever played with yourself?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“How many times?”

“Once...”

“Only once?”

“Once a day Mistress.”

“Ohh, you horny brat. You might act like a tomboy, but deep down you fancy that twerp boy don't ya?”

“Yes Mistress, I think about him every night.”

“I bet you do. Now, let's begin our final bit of fun, and that'll be your transformation. You won't snap out of the Hypnosis unless I order Drowzee to do so, which is a good thing, but if I'm going to keep you to myself, we've gotta change your imagine so them twerps don't recognise you, and I'm gonna turn you into everything you despise! Clean yourself up and stand by the mirror while I get ready.”

“Yes Mistress.”    

Misty got up and walked towards a full body mirror that was attached to the wardrobe in the room, while Jessie walked into the bathroom. Misty just stood in her default stance once again, starring at her reflection in the mirror, making not a sound or movement till her Mistress returned. When Jessie did return, the red headed Team Rocket member was suited in a full body black latex suit, covering every part of her body in the shiny black rubber expect for her head. As she walked back to Misty, Jessie carried a steel briefcase, which she proceeded to open once there, revealing a huge jar of a gel substance with only a Team Rocket R on the label, and a spray can that looked like hair spray, but with another Rocket R on the can.

“See, I have to wear this latex suit to ensure I do not get any of this stuff on me.” Jessie explained to her mindless puppet. “Even the tiniest drop could run my already beautiful image forever, which is also way I also applied a special cream to my face and a spray on my hair to protect them as well. Anyway, while I apply this gel to your body, you stand as you are looking at your reflection....and smile while you're at it.”

“Yes Mistress.” Misty suddenly smiled.

“Good, that's make your transformation all the sweeter.” Jessie opened the jar and dipped her hands into the cold slimey transparent gel and pick up two hands full of the stuff. “Here we go.”

Jessie started by applying the gel to Misty's breasts, slapping it on and massaging the breasts roughly, to which Misty shivered a little from how cold it felt on her body, but still stood to attention and smiling. Jessie then stood back once she was done to admire the first step in her handy work like an artist and her painting or sculpture. The tomboy's breasts began to swell up and expand in size, now many times bigger then her original cup size. Once the growth had stopped, Misty looked like she had two large water melons hanging from her chest, but in boob form, looking more fake then real. 

”Like your enormous titties Misty?” Jessie grinned at her. 

“Yes Mistress, they're so big and heavy.” Misty responded.

“Good, now lets apply more gel.”

Armed with two more hands full of the gel, Jessie began to rub it into Misty's back. While no visible changes occurred, it did in-fact strengthen Misty's back so that she could handle the new weight of her breasts without strain on her back or spine.       

“Now, your backside is pretty darn peachy as it is already, but I think we can still go for something more....BIGGER!”

Jessie grabbed both butt cheeks with her wet gloved hands, really rubbing in the remainder of gel into them as she squeezed hard while rubbing the gel in. Once ceasing, Jessie watched as Misty's ass grew even bigger while her hips also widened to accompany the change in ass size. Her once peachy ass had now turned into a giant pair of balloons pressed together. 

“Not much of a tomboy now are ya?” Jessie joked, patting Misty's huge behind. 

“No Mistress, Tomboys are not this large in size.” Misty responded. 

“Indeed, but it's not all size increases mind you. Let's get on your with your stomach and limbs.”

Reloading her hands of gel, Jessie next applied gel to Misty's stomach and sides, which began to shrink and thin. Next came the arms, which shrunk and thinned in size also as Jessie rubbed in gel up and down Misty's arms, eliminating any muscular tone Misty may have had and leaving only the most fragile arms and hands, ones that did not look strong enough to carry even a heavy shopping bag. The legs also faced a similar change, making Misty look like she would not be able to run or swim far with her new long slim shiny legs and feet, now no longer built for lengthy exercise sessions. 

“That takes care of your body.” Jessie marvelled at what she had made Misty into. “Let's see what we can do about that pretty face of yours.”

Instead of dipping her hands back into the gel, Jessie tipped two of her fingers into the jar, enough for what she had in mind. She slowly spread the gelled fingers onto Misty's lips like butter to bread. Soon enough, Misty's lips swelled up, each about as thick as a finger. 

“Oh, almost forgot your “other” lips.”

Jessie inserted her two fingers into Misty's pussy, moving them about inside to spread  as much of the gel as she could, making Misty moan gently.

“This won't make any noticeable changes, only makes you as horny as the kind of girl I'm moulding you into!” Jessie winked at her.

“Ahhhh, thank you Mistress!” Misty moaned in pleasure from her Mistress's fingers. 

“One last step to go.”

Jessie pulled out the hair band keeping Misty's ponytail up, leaving her short hair down. After rubbing gel off her rubber hands with a towel, Jessie took out the spray can from the case, shook it like a can of spray paint, and began spraying it into Misty's hair., making sure she sprayed every spot of hair. The effects of the yellow spray were soon visible as Misty's iconic red shade of hair began to change into a bright yellow blond shade. Once complete, Misty now looked like a natural blond with no a single of red remaining. 

“The spray formula not only changes your hair colour, but it also goes down into the root to make it your new natural permanent colour and it even goes down  further through your skull and even to your brain, lowering that already lower twerp IQ of yours!”

As she felt her mind go tingling, Misty's eyes shut halfway, giving off a dimwitted look. As a final effect of the spray, her hair started to grow down her back, all the way down to her ass. 

“Course, you'll still obey whatever I command, but your general knowledge of things will go down sharply, but your arousal will sky rocket so that's a big plus. Oh, that reminds me.”

Shaking the can one more time, Jessie did a quick spray down at Misty's pussy. Almost immediately, the previously shaven Misty was growing fresh public hair in her new natural colour. 

“There, now you're an complete natural blond, though I might shave a little of your bush, since we still wanna see your pussy in view. And of course, you now completely look nothing like the Misty of old any more, rather the complete opposite! Now, let's go shower together to get that excess gel off your body.”

“Yes Mistress.” Misty giggled.

After an hour in the shower together, scrubbing each other's bodies and being playful with the bath sponges, the two dried off and returned to the bedroom where Jessie dressed Misty up in her new clothing and applied heavy make up to her puppet's face. She finished off by rewriting Misty's mind, telling her how she would behave and act from now on. Once done;

“Okay, stand up so I can look at you.” Jessie commanded, now dressed back in her Team Rocket gear. 

Misty did as she was ordered once more, standing up from the make up table. She was now much taller thanks to the pink glitter high heels she now wore on her feet with pink nail varnish ccovering her toenails. A short pink shirt barely hide what was underneath it, as a simple bending down would reveal Misty's bright pink thong, which also had a Psyduck on the front, perhaps the only thing remaining from the old Misty. Her pink top almost looked like a strapless bra, with the words “Poke PornStar” in silver glitter on the front and revealing enough cleavage to store the whole contents of a handbag inside. Her fingers now had long fake fingernails coating in the same shade of varnish as her toenails. Her mouth lips now shined thanks to the bright pink lipstick, while her cheeks now were shaded red with rouge. Purple eye shadow covered her eyelids while her lashes stood out think and black, thanks to the extreme eye liner, and large golden hoop earrings now hung from her newly pierced ears. Nothing on Misty was recognizable any more. Anyone that knew her before would not see the tomboy mermaid traits she used to be known for, but rather that of a complete bimbo. 

“Now, tell me about yourself.” Jessie asked once her final check was done.

“Well like, my name is Mystique. I dunno where I was born or raised, I think I may have been raise in one of those....erm, places for kids with no mom or dad, whatever they're called. But that like, doesn’t bother me one bit.” Misty spoke bimbo like.

“And what do you like doing?”

“I work as a stripper for Team Rocket's new Strip Joint opening soon. I totally love dancing in front of a crowd of men who like, wanna do stuff to me! I also like fucking both dicks and cunts, as well as playing with my pussy every night! Those things feel sooooooooooo good!”

“And who do you serve?”

“Like you Mistress and everyone in Team Rocket! You taking me in and everything Team Rocket stands for is like totally awesome! I'm not smart though to be a grunt cause I'ma big dummy , but I wanna be able to strip, perform and fuck for the name of Team Rocket!”

“Excellent, you're a perfect bimbo!”

“Totally Mistress!”

“Indeed. Now, let's get over to the Strip Joint. Meowth and James haven’t finished doing the place up yet, but you can still rehearse your pole dancing and strip,  and maybe pleasure me some more afterwards.”

“Super awesome Mistress!” Misty giggled as she walked towards the door. Jessie gave her a soft spank on the ass as a way of telling her well done. Misty, or rather Mystique, had no clue why they were in a hotel room, but it did not matter. Only pleasing her Mistress mattered, as well as making her big bucks at stripping and fucking as many hawt guys and gals as she could, for both money and own pleasure of course. 

“Recruit one obtained.” Jessie smiled to herself as she followed Mystique out the room, leading her new recruit to her new life and destiny. 

The End?