The World Is (Lusa)Mine (Patreon)

“What the hell are you bothering me about?” Guzma grunted, depressed after another loss to kids half his age, one of the grunts who acted as envoys between Skull and Aether annoying him during his sulking.
“Umm… Lusamine wants to see you. She sent me to fetch you.”

“Great now I’m gonna get chewed out for more losses. Fine, let's get this crappy day over with.” By the time they reached the Aether foundation there were a few strange green lights streaming from the office windows, but Guzma didn’t really give a shit. Lusamine was probably running some weird experiments again. He was fine being her muscle since she at least respected him, but it’d be nice if she could send some of those supposedly incredible pokemon she’d been experimenting with his way. It wasn’t strange that she wasn’t coming down to greet him since their partnership wasn’t supposed to be public, but it was weird that she had him use the front entrance instead of the back. Was she about to get more aggressive? Or was she about to send him off like he was garbage and publicly disavow him or some shit like that?! Well he wasn’t going to make it easy for her if she tried to offload him now.

There were a few confused mumbles while he was being escorted up, some wondering what the hell Alola’s biggest punk thug was doing in Aether, others whispering about some weird noises coming from Lusamine’s office and other nerd crap about devices and readings he just let go in one ear and out the other. Surprisingly, when he got to her office she was all smiles, not even a hint of disappointment and the outfit she was wearing seemed kind of skimpy. To her left was a whirling green vortex that explained all those weird lights from the outside and to her right was another copy of herself, in an even skimpier outfit and while he had to admit he was kind of turned on by the short skirt and weird blush her twin had going on, together it was all some freaky shit. Something was off about this whole situation, but he figured this was some mind games bs since he knew Lusamine loved to fuck with people mentally.

“Look I’m not even gonna ask about what the fuck’s going on. I know you wanted to see me and i have a good idea what you’re gonna yell at me about so lets skip the foreplay and just talk about this shit. I lost okay?! Those fuckin brats cramped up my style and all of our team, but we’re not taking that shit lyin down!” The grunt went to leave while he started arguing, but Lusamine held up a hand, cutting off Guzma and their hasty retreat.
“Stay. You’re both going to be joining me for something quite extraordinary.” The two Lusamines giggled, the tone eerie as they looked at each other with a knowing smile.

“We’re not mad at you Guzma, in fact quite the opposite. I wanted you to be one of the first to be brought into the fold since you’ve been such a wonderful help. You’ll get revenge against these brats of yours, well not revenge per se since this is more of a gift. A grand gift to all of Alola and the people of the world!” As she talked the portal’s reverberations hastened, a noticeable static filling the air, the green glint giving her words an especially ominous gleam to them as her breathing grew erratic, sweat dotting her brow as Guzma noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra from the two hard to miss indentations in her usual outfit. Was she… turned on about something?

“Uhh… okay you can drop the freaky shit this is getting fuckin weird and- WH-WHAT THE FUCK?!” She jumped out of her chair, launching herself at Guzma as she wrapped around him, her twin doing the same to the grunt who seemed more confused than alarmed, unsure of what was happening. The portal crackled and exploded then, Guzma’s eyes shutting themselves against the blinding light as its energy washed over him, Lusamine whispering saucily in his ear, “Welcome to the fold sister.”

Guzma felt woozy, his body feeling absolutely wrong as the skin prickled, a weird buzz in his bones. It felt like his whole body had fallen asleep and he was stuck in a paralysis dream. The two Lusamine’s let go then, wildly smiling at them as they began to undress.

“Wuh th hell didya d-oooooOOOH~?!” There was a sensitivity spike across his entire body, the skin prickling as small hairs began burning away, prickles of pale skin popping up amongst the tan, his tattoo painted over with smooth, silky skin. It felt woozily good, like he was a few drinks in and feeling the buzz of something strong and pervasive. Lusamine monologued as she slipped off her panties, her twin naked as they began stripping the grunt, Lusamine teasingly disrobing Guzma, her touch sending seismic shocks across his body as the areas her skin brushed his lightened to her complexion, the bones rumbling under the skin.

“Don’t fight it Guzma. Or do. Not that it matters much. You know what the best discovery I had since my lucky subordinate was the first to become Lusamined? It’s that our nervous systems are seemingly quantum linked, so when one of us does something pleasurable, we all- Mmmm~ yes that’s perrrfect…” She had jabbed a finger into her pussy, Guzma and the grunt screaming as their cocks throbbed and hardened. He had never felt anything like this, Lusamine’s finger seemingly inserting itself into all of them as he felt something hard and disgustingly ecstatic shove into his cock, making his urethra widen as he came, the other three groaning with release as his speed spilled onto the floor. The more Lusamine played with her own pussy, the redder and more tender his own cock became, Guzma groaning as Lusamine slid his pants down, the baggy material compressing to his upper thighs as the legs snapped apart. The top halves turned white, the extra material baggy as it pooled on top of his shoes, heels sprouting from the material. He couldn't even talk, the sensation of being fucked making his balls swell and release.

Her twin was rubbing their nipples, Guzma’s own sparking to life as they throbbed and swelled. The grunt behind him quickly began stroking his own cock, their fingers turning slender and dainty, lost to lust as Guzma could feel their hands and Lusamine’s at once, moaning uncontrollably as he felt his shaft wobble before slurping in an inch, a wide shot of cum spurting out.

“Ohhh fuck!!” The cum slid down his legs, taking his tan with them as the bones split and lengthened, half a foot adding itself to his height as his feet jerked further away, making Lusamine’s leggings stretch out to thigh height even if they had little to grasp on to. Lusamine didn’t like that, tutting as she continued to play with herself, watching his cock sway around in concordance with her fingering, his eyes welling with blissed out tears, her corruption irradiating the pupils as toxic green light poured out from them. Her free hand latched onto his thighs, slowly tenderizing the muscle, massaging the pliable meat as his cock unloaded from her touch, his moans music to her ears as they began to quaver. Under her careful touch, Guzma’s legs were molded to supermodel definition, her leggings digging deep into the lush fat of his thighs, the skin smoothing away with every bunched up rubbing as she made her way down both legs, crunching his feet to properly arched and pedicured perfection under her heels.

Everything was building and building in Guzmine’s body, his utter inability to fight back only making it more erotic as he felt Lusamine’s desires flow through him. Fuck this was bad, he had to fight back, resist, do something, but these shitty little orgasms from his cock just weren’t doing it for him, his hands desperately twitching as they wanted to rub his cock, play with his nipples, give in fully to Lusamine. Looking over at the grunt whose fevered masturbation wasn’t helping, he could see what total obedience to the new urges brought, their body nearly unrecognizable with great tufts of blonde, layered tresses shooting out as they came, their own nipples puckered and throbbing as their waist crunched in, all 4 screaming in ecstasy as his breasts came in. The other Lusamine clone couldn’t take it much more, her pussy slobbering for some action as she grabbed his dick and placed it between her thighs, Guzma letting out a weak, “nooo~” before she slammed down, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his own blonde locks exploded from the dead, white hair he originally sprouted.

“FUCK FUCK OHHH FUCK OHHH FUCK YES YESSSSS OHHHH YESSS~!” He could feel every grope and feel of their fucking, his body giving in as drool poured from swollen lips, his hands twitching as they cracked down, rummaging around for a nipple to play with as he felt Lusamine’s love and lust swell in his bosom. His other hand joined Lusamine’s phantom finger, slipping under his tight panties to thrust into his widened cock hole, gasping as the real thing felt even better than Lusamine’s shared touch, ecstasy ricocheting off every inch of his body as his balls tensed against his groin. With a sharp, dripping explosive sound both testicles imploded into him, Lusamine’s cries shrieking from his throat, his body writhing in its chair as cum splattered all over the place.

It felt so good to be Lusamine, Gusamine groaning as her finger dived deeper, her knuckles rubbing against her over sensitive tip. No this wasn’t good enough she had to go deeper, feel that amazing throbbing that ex-grunt was feeling deep in their hips as their cock had been crushed seemingly ages ago by the tight confines of Lusamine’s pristine pussy. She pressed onwards, her upper hand digging deeper into a firm breast while her strong pushes bore fruit, her shaft leaking as it was forced inside, the original Lusamine helping her turn her banana into a cherry, the whole thing popping with a searing, blissful eruption of vaginal juices. She screamed, four Lusamines cumming as a collective, her abdomen scrunching inwards, toning while the bags under her eyes faded, her nose a sexy button, her face no longer some thuggish buffoon’s idea of edgy but elegance personified. It only took a minute to forget who she even used to be, thoughts of Lusamine rushing into every crevice of her brain, buzzing beautifully around her cranium.

The four of them went at it then, a blissful entanglement of ego and beauty as they slipped into their new roles without resistance, after all, who could resist such clear betterment of their useless selves, Lusamine’s mind too clever to be overtaken, her body too sexy to not desire for one’s own. The next few days passed in similar fashion, more members covertly ushered up to the office area, men and women alike giving in with barely any fights, the more Lusamine’s the stronger the amplification of their energy. With so many geniuses abounding, it didn’t take long for them to figure out when they’d hit critical mass to the point where it wouldn’t matter how long the portal took to recharge, all they’d need would be a simple touch to spread, but such a concentration would require the whole of the Aether foundation and it wouldn’t be easy to get them all in her grasp at once. So over those days they paused on in person conversion and began instead putting hair and saliva into the group canteen, spending some extra company funds on an extravagant banquet with gourmet food the entire staff gladly chowed down on.

There was an increase of restless nights after that, many feeling wrong, yet unable to pin down why, everyone’s complexion much improved, especially the guards whose muscular builds slowly waned. Many researchers found themselves randomly, inexplicably horny, sudden runs to the bathroom to rub one out increasing as there were subtle behavior changes too, the staff becoming more brazen, haughty, a few men finding themselves strutting to their embarrassment, having to stop themselves even if it made them feel good.It was on the fifth day during a strong portal expulsion when one of the tech assistants at her desk suddenly slumped in her chair and moaned, her pants drenched as blonde shot out from her styled hair. Her entire body seemed to stutter and jerk, legs sprouting, uniform shifting textiles and colors to match as her tone turned sultry and familiar.

The office erupted in confusion, people rushing to help only for everyone around her to stumble as she began masterbating furiously. They could all feel it, her fingers scraping not just her insides but theirs, everyone on the grounds collapsing into horny messes, most confused at what was happening though the lust quickly overtook any concerns. Balding men were stroking themselves as hair sprouted at their temples, old ladies rubbed against coworkers as wrinkles faded, their skin stretched taut, interns were gleefully fucking each other, their own cocks splitting open into them as they thrusted into their colleagues, fluids of all viscosities and levels of sperm sloshing over the floors, the janitorial staff having one hell of a mess on their hands if they weren’t all moaning and cumming with the masses.

One security guard outside was far enough from the main building to still be themselves, though they found themselves hard as a rock, their nipples poking against the stiff fabric of his uniform, his thighs shifting uncomfortably as his turned on body began to lightly throb. Something inside him was telling him to go inside, attracted like a moth to a flame, his greased back black hair drooping, cowlicks flattening as a few strands popped and blonded. There was tension that wanted to resolve itself, his body feeling off the last few days. He felt weaker, softer, his five o clock shadow more a ten o clock, then on vacation as his cheeks were smooth and clean even after two days without shaving. To combat the softness in his body, he had been exercising more, yet all that seemed to do was burn off more of his muscle, his shoulders slimmer, arms strangely appealing to him. Even his nails looked glossier, the bitten nubs they had been earlier already rounded back to something long and manicured and it felt goo- weird.

It wasn’t that hot out, yet he was sweating bullets, rolling up both sleeves to let some air hit his arms, the sunlight oddly doing the opposite of what usually happened as they paled under its rays, a layer of feminine fat rounding them off as his fingers extended themselves, rubbing the outline of his cock against his pants when he heard some kind of commotion in the main building. He wanted to out there so badly, and it seemed like a good enough excuse, leaving his glassed sentry post at the entrance and brushing a few stray locks streaming down his head as he walked towards the sound. It was a combination of screams and moans, the former mostly turning to the latter, his heartbeat racing as the dented fabric over his nipples softened, paling to sleek white dress silk that made him moan as the first slivers of fat bunched under his nipples.

Each step felt tremendous, his body shaking as he approached the front steps of the actual foundation, his jaw clenched tightly as it shattered, softening to a small jut. The sole of his sneaker shuffled forward, landing on the concrete sidewalk as a jolt of pure, erotic energy ran through him, the rubber hardening instantly, heel sprouting as the foot inside snapped to fit the slim heel. It ran up his left leg, pouty lips moaning heatedly as his balance grew off kilter, his left leg extending while swelling into a curvaceous mold, pillowy thigh fat squeezing against a testicle, vacuum sealing it until with a feminine moan the entire ball shoved inwards, cum spilling down his leg, dying the black wool white. The sudden orgasm sent him reeling, his body struggling for balance as his right foot stepped forward, a blast of Lusamine running through his curving, slenderizing body as his breasts thrust outwards, ecstatic cries rising to Lusamine’s tones as his remaining testicle slurped up, his cock crushed by the thick clutch of his splendorous thighs until it was driven deep into his wanting vagina, her face contorting into various masks of pleasure as a history of guard duty and protection were driven out by pure, hard science, her tucked in shirt flopping out into a half dress as she came, the gleaming green eyes of Lusamine looking back at the lowered security gate. That was strange, why wouldn’t they want visitors?

Each Lusamine was brimming with energy, the ones without families at their homes deciding to stay working on the portal, running calculations and planning how best to convert the rest of the island, the work going well for an hour until they had to stop, the team of Lusamine moaning as they could tell the exact moment their other workers had reached their homes, feeling the struggles of husbands and wives being touched and converted, some especially potent lust coming from children and teenagers whose pubescent minds were added into a hazy matrix of lustful Lusamine, cocks unused spurting their tiny loads as their users matured, puberty violently overtaking all of that baby fat and youthful exuberance until a good 300 or so Lusamines were fucking in the aftermath of a swift takeover. Soon though it was back to work, the plan quickly settled on over the last night of Alolan individuality, a tsunami of Lusamine ready to strike down on the unsuspecting region.

When dawn rose over the islands of Alola, most had no ideas what had already conspired, a few neighbors in the middle of the night finding their sleep interrupted by green eyes in the dark, a few shocked moans all that got out before more members were added to the horde. Lusamine seemed to be all over the islands that morning, some people wondering if this was some kind of convention or the Aether Foundation fundraising gone absurd. They were in shops, gardens, libraries, making sure to brush up against people, shaking hands, smirking as cocks hardened at their touch, women rushing to find paper towels as strange waves of arousal set them completely drenched down below. Some people ran out to help when they heard the screams start, confused when they found someone mid change masterbating, only for them to grab onto the onlookers as they soon joined the pleased mass, blonde hair and green eyes shining with glee. A few houses had to be broken into, other companies struck all at once, the Lusamine in other parts of Alola blushing hard and trying to hide their arousal as waves of sublimation radiated out to them, a few fainting mid street or store as concerned onlookers helped them up before they too began to moan and tumble.

Hundreds became thousands and the pleasure only amplified, but as entire islands were brought into Lusamine’s tight folds, a different kind of battle was raging at Ula’ula Island. Well raging wasn’t quite the right word, though Ash and Lillie were getting kind of annoyed that Nanu kept delaying their match out of laziness. The had basically camped out at the gym, waiting for him to finally show up, Lillie not minding as much due to her mother’s continued absence from home the last few days being… weird, but not uncommon. What was uncommon was them groggily waking up to her mother entering the gym, seemingly on a mission as she ignored Lillie and Ash. They both quickly got themselves together and went in after her, finding the gym open and the person who usually gave advice to all the trainers who entered, rubbing their with a strange expression on their face, Lusamine apparently ready to battle Nanu.

She had already called him up from the precinct phone the night before, sounding awfully frisky and she seemed even tastier in person, a hand teasing his arm as she caressed one of the bags under his eyes. He usually didn’t like doing much, but hey who the hell would pass up the chance to sleep with one of the island’s sexiest residents. Plus if they shacked up he wouldn’t have to get off his ass ever again. The thought made him hard, or maybe it was her touch, the bags under his touched eye tightening, a few emerald flecks piercing through the rubies of his iris. They went to separate sides of the field, his skin tightening and sensitizing under her gaze, Nanu hoping she was getting a good look at what he was packing between his legs for later. Sending out a Sableye he wondered what kind of pokemon the famed researcher would use, figuring she’d pick a psychic or electric type, but to his surprise she sent out a jangmo-o, barely leveled from the looks of it.

“Is this a-NNGH joke?” HIs right eye was green and large, the eyebrow blonde. She shrugged her shoulders and giggled, her face a deep red.

“Okay well Sableye use Power Gem.”
“Jangmo-o use Protect.” This back and forth happened a few times, Ash confused as he asked Lillie, “Is your mom stalling? How does she even plan to win this thing?”
“I don’t know something’s weird. Mom doesn’t do anything without a reason, so why would… uh, Ash?” She seemed distressed as she pointed to the referee, the helper at the front who was actively moaning, his top growing to a dress, the arm they were rubbing earlier fully womanized as blonde hair shot out in a recognizable pattern, their moans and shrieks of release filled the empty viewing area as a horrified Ash and Lillie watched him cum, his cock slipping behind a leaking slit, their standing position turning poised as a new Lusamine smirked at the match, the first one still using protect as a visibly frustrated and aroused Nanu was openly rubbing his cock.

God why was she being such a tease?! He was too damn horny to focus, and the moans of the referee weren’t helping at all. More annoyingly his police headset kept going off, cries for backup and help devolving into Lusamine’s sexy voice, his lips smacking at the thought of making her moan like that, of having her for himself.
“S-Sabl-AYEEE u-use p-HOOOOWWWer mmmm~!” The more he rubbed his cock the smaller it became, but that just made it all the more sensitive, his rubs turning more to thrusting as something hot ran down his legs, his pants slipping down his reduced frame. Fuck how long would this take, how many protects did she need until this lazy buffoon gave in to her touch? 

Nusa shook her head, that wasn’t right, but it sure felt good, giggling at how dumb and lazy she was, moaning as her fingers jabbed deeper and deeper into her pussy, her exposed legs shearing off all of their grey hairs as they shivered up into a damn fine set of gams. She squeezed her thighs together, giggling as she wiggled her toes, seeing the nails glossen, her toes shrinking, heels so slender now as her cum dripped onto them, the absurd arches in her sole clearly meant for heels. With one great surge she blew her load, a blanket of blonde draping her naked form as she tore away her old shirt, revealing throbbing, sensitive breasts that she dug into with relish, moaning as Nusamine felt something pop in her head, Lusamine wondering what it was, but deciding it was unimportant as the three of them moaned in unison, ready to bring their gift to more when they noticed Ash and Lillie trying to slip away.

“Lillie!” The three of them said it in unison, excited all of a sudden. During the pleasure of the changes and the work of setting it all up for further spreading, Lusamine had only really thought of changing others and their families, forgetting entirely of her own home. Often she thought of Lillie as more of a failed clone of herself than as a real daughter, yet she could change that now! And even get her friend as well. Ash and Lillie were both freaked out and just running, Lillie probably the most disturbed from having to see her mom like that, and the chasing trio of clones running after them made it no better. They weren’t sure what the hell was causing the Lusamine spread, but they both immediately decided the last thing they wanted was to let one of those things touch them. It was a close call, Lillie lagging behind the more athletic Ash as he burst open the doors and let out Naganadel, yelling for it to use Fly as he hopped on. The original Lusamine was the closest, her long legs carrying her almost to Lillie as she jumped, her hair waving from the wind pressure of a lunging mother, but she hit the ground empty, screaming for her to come back as they rose up into the sky.

Their horror only deepened as the three Lusamines screaming up turned to a crowd all of them pointing and screaming for them to come back, to join them. The ride was mostly silent, neither of them sure of what to even say, confused at what the hell was happening. They only talked for a brief second, deciding they’d return to the school, hoping Kukui might be able to reverse whatever the hell this was. Lillie thought back, wondering if any of her mom’s experiments might be the cause of this, remembering a few of their details vaguely while scratching at her scalp. Weirdly she could easily remember the contents of the folder, documents she had created with hours of research coming effortlessly to her mind, now if only Lillie held the same amount of scientific interest as-

A chill ran down Lillie’s spine, a slight pop echoing out as she felt her midriff grow a tad, a few strands of blonde hair blowing into her field of view. First one then two, that itch in her scalp growing. Removing her hand, she noticed the nails that had scratched the spot were glossier, longer, mature. No this wasn’t happening, she had missed her she’d only snagged the tip of her hair, this wasn’t happening. Thinking back the rest of her memories were fine right? Her childhood under the watchful eyes of her mother, her loving, sexy, perfect-

“Hey Lillie we’re almost there, be careful okay?”
“H-Huh?!” What had she been thinking about? Oh right she wasn’t her mom. Absolutely positively not her, though thinking of her felt… goood~!

Their descent was quiet past some weird panting noises, Ash figuring they were just quiet sobs or something similar. They were lucky to have gotten out of there untouched, his hopelessness growing the more towns they flew over, running people either mid change or changing. At least it confirmed his suspicion that this thing spread via touch from some poor rooftop refugees who were swarmed before they could touch down. If the school was affected too, then they’d have to fly to the closest region and warn them, or worst come to worst, go straight to Sinnoh and use some of those Brownie points he had earned with arceus when he had helped with Dialga and Palkia. He couldn’t imagine what Lillie must be thinking, her weird heaving getting stronger.

Rather than pain or despair, it was horniness, thoughts of her mom swimming through her mind, so many memories subtly shifting every time she thought back on them. First they were normal from her eyes, then the internal camera of her perspective was blurry and seemed aimless before once again they were normal, hours of watching Lillie grow distracting her from work, that useless-

“N-NO!” She had screamed that out a bit louder than she meant to, a weird wetness spreading from her panties, her body dripping with sweat as her panties felt tight, more like a thong, riding up against her crevices as she shook a bit from another spinal extension, her midriff now peaking up from her uniform shirt. Wait her shirt? Wasn’t she wearing a dress before? Though her tummy did look good peaking out, a moan escaping as another inch winched itself upwards, her navel starting to cheekily peek out. She was feeling powerful, hungry and this amazing heat between her legs was just begging for her to-

“Uh, is everything okay Lillie?” Lillie, that’s right she was Lillie, she just had to ignore the bad thoughts and the power she was fine. Completely fine.

“S-Sorry Ash I thought I saw something below but it was just a random pokemon. I think the coast is mmm c-clear!” She tried smiling like nothing was wrong, her cheeks dusted with blush, more spindly spears of blonde slinking out of her braids, spiraling out to the ground as they got off Naganadel, returning him to his ball.

“Okay well follow me Lillie, I'll keep us safe. Just watch out behind us in case more of your mom show up.” His protectiveness made her nearly faint with lust, part of her wanting to tackle him right then and there and fuck him into the fold, just one touch and he’d be her boyfriend her… wh-what was she thinking? Honestly she was just happy he was in front because her thong was soaked through, rubbing against her clit uncomfortably as the edges crimped upwards, a few stifled moans following as her legs had a growth spurt, packing on height and fat into the slowly slenderizing calves and curvaceous  thighs.

The school was eerily empty, though that didn’t mean it had no signs of life. There were upturned tables and scraps of black and white cloth strewn around, pooled in puddles of milky fluids, the only sounds around those of distant screams. The lab was no better, the signs of a half removed barricade and an even bigger mess of fluids inside not a good sign at all to Kukui’s state. They had to leave and get help. Now. Hopefully Naganadel wouldn’t be too tired fro-

“A-ASH!” He turned, half expecting a horde to be coming their way before realizing something was very wrong with Lilly, Ash jumping back as she reached for him, nearly grabbing him but another jolt in leg growth sent her tumbling, her fingers tearing his pokebelt off as he looked at his changing friend horrified.

“Ohhh Ash they got my h-hair and it’s so warm h-help meee she’s too strong too MMMPH p-perfect I n-need you NNGH in me darling.” Her hair was like a full protective shield now, sparkling in the light as her face matured before his very eyes, the singular ball in her hands corrupting under her touch, turning gold and black, a designer ultra ball.
“AHHH~ I kn-know you’re here so THEY know you’re here c-OOHtie~!” Her exposed panties shook with a release, her ass full and inviting, her breasts surging to fill out the tight confines of her altered sailor fuku. The kindness was draining from her eyes as she could feel herself giving in to herself, Lusamine, ohhh yes Lusamine.

“You better run dear, I can’t fight, OHHHH GOD YESSSS! Come here Ash let me show you what true ecstasy feels like! Come to mommy.” Her crotch burned as he ran away, Lusamine giggling at his cute little attempts to flee as the others in the area began to zero in. He was the last one. Such a shame that she had his Naganadel in her hands or else there might actually be something to worry about.

This was it, Ash’s last stand as he only got as far as the battle arena, Pikachu hopping off his hat defensively as hordes of Lusamine surrounded them. Thankfully the power supply had been in the midst of repairing, stuck out in the middle of the field, breaking in a few quick kicks and giving Pikachu plenty of juice to thunderbolt and thunder at will, volt tackling in circles whenever the encircling Lusamines got too close. He fully expected them to go on the attack relentlessly, but after an hour they stopped trying to get closer, whispering and giggling to each other as they just watched him, a few moaning every now and then as they seemed to be waiting for something.

He didn’t like this one bit, but there was nothing he could do except wait, keeping pikachu fully charged as more Lusamine streamed in. The empty viewing bleachers and chairs were filling up, scores and scores of Lusamine watching as their stares grew more intense, a noticeable hum starting to charge the air. So many pairs of emerald eyes were being focused right on Ash and more were coming in by the minute, the entire place filled to capacity, then past that as more streamed in, the hum growing louder as more Lusamine lurched in, some half naked, others in varying outfits, a number completely naked. Some began to finger themselves, others their neighbors, the stadium’s silence soon broken with unrestricted cries of lust, as the weight of their stares magnified, Ash groaning as the charged air buzzed with electricity, the concentration of Lusamine stifling. Their presence, their lust, their gaze all concentrated on him, his groin starting to stiffen.

Ash tried to ignore the wanton scenes of lust, only focusing on the circle even as all the hairs on his body stood on end, his clothes feeling tight and hot all of a sudden. Wait, did his shirt always have black highlights? Staring down he could see a few spots of stretchier fabric popping up on the textiles near the bottom, the blue encroached upon by the white stripes of the patterning, his stance shakier as heels began to sprout. They all began to chant then, one name, their faces all ecstatic, overbearing, victorious.
“LUSAMINE! LUSAMINE! LUSAMINE! LUSAMINE!”

“N-NOOOO YOU CAN’T!” He screamed as he tore off his clothes, kicking his shoes free, pulling his shortening pants off, struggling with his shirt as a part of it seemed to suction to his chest before finally separating, Ash flinging his shirt away so fast his hat actually flew off into the sky distorting into strips of black and white fabric as it swayed into the crowd.

This wasn’t right, he hadn’t been touched he hadn’t been-

“HNNGH!” Ash flinched, his boxers compressing against his crotch, pouring pounds of pressure on his crotch as they turned black and white, a striped bikini thong that wrapped around his cock and buzzed.

“AHHH S-STAAAHHHP~!” Looking down he saw a matching micro bikini, the shirt piece that had separated tightly wound against his pecs. His toes were wriggling up and down, lengthening, gloss traveling down each nail, first the joints popping then his soles arching and finally his heels turning slender, a pale skin tone washing away the rugged athleticism for feet that were divine, ready to crush out their competition in heels, his ankles popping under their spread as silky skin stretched upwards, converting his calves as the bones popped and sprouted, the ground so much lower than before, so much more beneath his stature.

“P-Pikach-OOOH~!” His throat felt raspy, his nose itching as it snapped upwards, eyelashes tingling as they pushed out. It was oddly pleasant the way all the bones in his face seemed to writhe against his skin, scraping away the tan parts to leave pale perfection, his eyes widening while tufts of his black hair stretched out, the color paling to silver, then gold. Pikachu didn’t know what to do, unsure whether to attack or not, a few thunderbolts only adding to the charge in the air, Ash screaming as the panties clamped down even harder, his nipples starting to pulsate as the micro bikini pooled around them and pulled. All the Lusamines loved it, erupting into a cheer as their orgy intensified, screams of Lusamine’s name pouring over Ash, enveloping him in her presence.

“A-AHHH AHHH WAIT D-HOOOOON’T D-HOOOOO THIS!” He swallowed hard, the last of his Adam’s Apple burnt away as he pursed his lips, moaning as their plumpness rubbed together in a most pleasing manner, his spine twisting inwards with a violent crack. Ecstasy was building with the pleasure, the crowd’s cheers urging him on as he hugged his waist, squeaking as he crunched his sides in, his navel slimming upwards while his stomach toned to fit sexiness, a deeply aroused groan ringing out as his shrunken waist siphoned all that mass to under his nipples. It felt like some large viscous slime was invasively groping his body from the inside, rubbing pleasure zones he didn’t even know existed as his eyes cracked to green emeralds, his chest swelling with fat as his moans mixed in with the mass of Lusamines cumming and fucking around him. The bunched up bikini soon filled up quite nicely, his breasts pressing against their limits until to the cheers of the crowd they busted out, the sharp sting of his nipples as the full mounds bounced free indescribably euphoric, a hot shot of cum dripping down his panties as they scrunched even tighter, his cock and balls shriveling in a tad.

“OOOH N-NoooOOOOOHHH~! I w-won’l l-LOOOOOOSE to, l-lose, l-OOOHSE, LUUUUSA- KYAAAAAAAAAA~!” In a last ditch ever to save his master, Pikachu tore at the panties, inadvertently driving the pressure beyond what Ash could take as his mind was crumbling under the onslaught, the crowd’s lewd chants making him squeeze his swollen breasts, smack his thickening ass as each jiggly spurt added to the growing tension in his cock, cum now squeezing out as Pikachu’s tug sent his left testicle squirting inside, an equally massive shot of cum messily shooting out, arcing into the Lusamine collective.

He gripped his head, moaning as science and figures and pleasure pounded themselves into the folds, his thighs squeezing together as Lusamine’s lovely corruption creeped up, filling them up around his cock, the final pushe he needed as he slammed his thighs together screaming as the rest of his hair exploded out. He could feel the crowd’s lust, each one’s own masturbations and foreplay compiling and condensing as thousands of hands and bodies seemed to fondle his breasts, suck his nipples, lick his stomach, hundreds of hands joining together to stab his crotch and dive past the fleshy tube to some otherworldly ecstasy between his hips, the horde overwhelming every limit with endless bliss.

“H-AAAAAAH H-HAAAAWT P-PLEASE I’M N-NOT L-UUUU! SAAAAA! MIIIIIINE! L-LU?! SA?! MINE?! OH FUCK OH YES OHHHH~ LUSAMINE!!!!!” 

Pikachu tried one last time to futilely free Ash’s member, his remaining testicle slurping inside, the gash left behind rising around his shaft as another pair of lips joined the chants of Lusamine, gobbling an inch every syllable until there was one final searing bolt of ecstasy running through her body as she came, the crowd cumming as one as their takeover reached completion.

The first thing they did was clean up the mess in major areas of living, while making many more in various domiciles across the islands. They also regimented a strict schedule of pleasure and work, the shared nervous system thing making them highly unproductive if even one Lusamine started fingering herself. Honestly it made the sex that much better, the proper time alloted to make it something to look forward to as they continued their experiments. They didn’t really want to take over the world quite yet, not sure that it deserved their paradise, after all it didn’t help her ego and desire to dominate without something worse to lord over, her sisters often laughing at the news coming from other parts of the world, the petty squabbles and political snafus the non unified regions faced daily. Which wasn’t to say they didn’t still do conversions.

Plenty of militaries, thrill seekers and plain old tourists came looking into Alola after things went quiet, a few advances in agriculture and energy making Alola completely self sufficient and better yet, automated as none of the Lusamines would have to do those boring chores and essential jobs other, lesser people had done before. They had hit the second critical mass right before they had taken Ash thankfully, their spread of Lusamine no longer requiring touch, just a large amount of her focusing, surrounding a target as their wills crumbled to the desire of the masses. But that was honestly boring so whenever someone appeared they’d stop what they were doing and take a holiday, a very sexual game of tag that always ended with a new mess to clean up, and one new Lusamine to the fold.

They did eventually send a message to neighboring governments with warnings not to fly over Alola, the density of Lusamine growing so strong that one unlucky trainer had started changing during a fly by, falling from their Corviknight as their cock shrunk into a fresh Lusamine fold. Mind you they weren’t unlucky because of the change, no arguably that was the best thing to happen in their entire existence. No the unlucky part came from how high up they were when it happened, dying instantly when they hit the ground. And with a shared network of nervous systems, it had taken a few days for them to sufficiently recover from the shock and trauma and go right back along into their organized research and orgies.

It was when they made their last breakthrough that they fully committed to leaving the rest of the world untouched. They’d accept anyone who came and would show these poor fools what true utopia looked like, and if the world decided to give in to Lusamine willingly then they’d accept that, but they had so many future possibilities open now as the portals were stabilized. First had come an army of Nihilego, each one floating to a Lusamine and bonding, making them potent spreaders of herself and with their many thick tentacles, also proving to be just the pokemon needed for an island severely lacking in dicks. She could tell that these beings were the ones who had gifted her with her replication, and even better they wanted more of her. But no not any of the other regions, though Sinnoh was of note given Arceus and the theorized potential of everlasting youth if they captured it in a master ball. But that was deemed too boring and a different sect of lusamine went off to figure that problem out themselves. No, the stabilized portals led to an infinite number of worlds and dimensions, one of them filled with digital creatures that seemed to behave similarly to pokemon and a world without even a single Lusamine. That would not do.

Every few days now a new Lusamine would be chosen by the Nihilego and the original Lusamine to become patient zero of her perfection in a different world, the portal only shifting once the entire population was converted, the original brought back to their universe. They set up large clusters of drones to record the proceedings, many focusing on different people as they enjoyed the sport of Lusamine fucking her way through the planet, the cities, towns and near abandoned outposts soon bursting with a much better population than before, more time alloted to orgies and fucking as less and less needs needed attending. And so their days devolved to fucking and watching as more and more succumbed to Lusamine, their pleasure rising with every new addition to the fold, all the while they scoffed at the scared neighbors and idiotic individuals who still were reluctant to join the fold. It was only a matter of time really, and when it came, the waiting would make it that much sweeter.