With the sun setting on the horizon, tinting the sky with warm hues behind him, a lone, arrogant Pokémon trainer wrapped in a cloak of confidence stood in front of the imposing entrance to one of the multiple Team Rocket bases that were hidden throughout the Kanto region. The heavy metal door, marked with the criminal team's emblem, warned anyone who dared not approach the place, but the Pokémon trainer now standing in front of it simply saw it, with a mocking smile, as a small, insignificant obstacle to achieving his goal.
The young Pokémon trainer until recently had traveled through several villages challenging the trainers in his path tirelessly seeking to prove his worth and power. After racking up numerous victories, hubris took hold of him convincing him that no one was his equal. Thirsty for glory and blinded by his own prowess, he decided to embark on a quest to find one of Team Rocket's fearsome lairs to challenge all the recruits within. Although people in the region feared this criminal organization, he looked down on them as mere clowns in disguise. He was absolutely certain that facing them would be the perfect opportunity to elevate his status as a trainer and prove that his skills were on a higher level than others.
Staring at the imposing metal door in front of him with an expression of arrogance plastered on his face, the young trainer slid his hand to his waist to extract a Poké ball from the pocket of his short pants to release his loyal companion, one of his multiple imposing Pokemon ready for battle.
Pokémon Trainer: "Smash the door!" -commanded his partner.
The Pokémon responded to the order with a mighty roar, ramming the entrance of the hideout with unearthly force. A thunderous "CRASH!" echoed through the air and down the corridors inside the place marking the impact that shook the entire lair. The imposing and menacing metal door marked with the ominous Team Rocket emblem had now become mere rubble strewn across the floor.
With the door shattered, alarms soon went off alerting everyone in the hideout to the sudden assault. However, the trainer's arrogant smile did not fade. Far from fretting, he returned his Pokémon to the inside of its Poké ball and set out to enter the lair getting even more excited about the chaos he had unleashed. With unbridled confidence as he entered the lair, he told himself that he would show the entire Team Rocket who was the strongest Pokémon trainer in the entire region.
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Moving boldly into the multiple corridors of Team Rocket's lair, he strode forward with the flashing red lights of alarms illuminating his path. To his delight, it wasn't long before a wave of criminal team recruits came out to meet him displaying an initial confidence that quickly faded as they confronted the young trainer.
Pulling his powerful Pokémon out of his Poké ball at each challenge, the young trainer advanced without hesitation savoring the thrill of each victory in short confrontations that barely lasted seconds. His swagger translated into an unbroken string of triumphs that echoed through the corridors of the lair. The weak Pokémon of the recruits didn't stand a chance against his powerful team.
As he defeated more Team Rocket recruits, he was surprised to notice that all the recruits he defeated were female because of the characteristically shameless uniform they wore. This revelation not only amplified his disdain for them, but led him to sneer with contempt every time he bested a new opponent. Phrases like "Is that all you have? I thought at least Team Rocket would have more competent minions" or "Even the weaker recruits should have known they didn't stand a chance against me. Did you really think you could win?" became his bargaining chip. Each accumulated victory inflated his ego and confidence to new levels. What was originally an exciting challenge against the dreaded Team Rocket became for him a mere game, a series of matches he considered childish and lacking in true challenge.
In this way, with a mixture of dexterity and arrogance, he continued deeper and deeper into the bowels of the lair, completely ignoring the Team Rocket recluits he left behind him, whose dejected and resentful figures lay scattered on the cold metal floor.
Recruit A: "Damn! That damn trainer's too strong..." -she said as she hit the ground hard.
Recruit B: "If only our Pokémon were stronger..." -she said lamenting her recent defeat
Recruit C: "We can't let that cocky guy dismantle the whole lair just like that."
Recruit D: "You're right, if we don't do something fast, Team Rocket's image will be tarnished by this humiliating defeat."
Recruit E: "What do you expect us to do? We've just been defeated..."
Recruit F: "She's right, besides, even if our Pokémon weren't defeated, we couldn't do anything against him, his Pokémon are too strong"
All the recruits: "..."
At that moment all of them became silent knowing that in their current situation they could do nothing to stop the intruder, but still the silence that enveloped them was broken when one of them suddenly said:
Recruit A: "If the real problem is that cocky guy's Pokémon, then we just need to make sure he can't use them, right?"
After hearing their companion's answer, the group of recruits realized that she was right. Thus they after arguing for a few seconds managed to come up with a plan to stop the arrogant trainer. Sharing determined glances, they silently got up from their scattered positions on the ground and approached with stealthy steps towards the intruder's back.
The young trainer for his part, oblivious to the conspiracy against him, continued to advance through the corridors and halls with the same brimming confidence with which he entered the place. After defeating another Team Rocket recruit, he instantly put away his Pokémon in his Poké ball while, closing his eyes, he told himself rather haughtily that this "challenge" was too easy, a trainer as skilled as he was didn't even need to make an effort, Team Rocket was no match for him.
It was at that moment while he was completely distracted by being absorbed in his thoughts that a group of recruits suddenly rushed towards his back catching him off guard.
Pokemon Trainer: "W-W-What the hell?!" -he shouted in surprise as he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Recruit A: "Now!" -she shouted with determination, urgently signaling to her teammates about the next step to take.
The still bewildered trainer quickly tried to stand up, but the female recruits acted with speed and efficiency to stop his movements. One of them placed her knees on his back, thwarting any attempt to stand up. For their part, a couple of recruits hurried to immobilize his legs so that he could not kick them and another pair focused on firmly holding his arms behind his back, all at the same time that the last of them with a nimble movement snatched from the young trainer the only thing he could truly defend himself with, his Poké balls.
Feeling trapped and vulnerable, he quickly tried awkwardly to stand up, but the combined weight of the recruits holding him pinned to the ground completely prevented him from doing so.
Pokémon Trainer: "L-Let me go right now! You don't know who you're messing with!" -he demanded, trying to keep his composure.
Hearing those words, the Team Rocket recruits imprisoning him laughed derisively causing the boy under their feet to blush as he felt humiliated. The young trainer's arrogance that used to bother them quite a lot, now only made them laugh as he was completely helpless at their mercy.
Recruit A: "Oh, you were supposed to be an amazing Pokémon trainer, where was all that bravery?" -she said with a smirk
Pokémon Trainer: "Y-You're going to regret this!"
Recruit B: "Really? Okay, tell me, how are we going to regret it?" -she said mockingly as she slid one of her fingers across the trainer's cheek
Pokemon Trainer: "U-Ugh..."
The feeling of being trapped, stripped of his precious pokemons and with no chance of escape, began to slowly plant fear deep inside him.
Recruit C: "You're not so cocky anymore without your pokemons, are you?"
Amidst the female recruits' laughter at the taunts they were heaping on him, the trainer began to realize the gravity of the situation. The confidence and arrogance that used to emanate from him when he entered the den was quickly fading, replaced by a palpable fear as he felt for the first time vulnerable in a situation that put him in real danger.
Recruit D: "You thought we were just simple clowns, didn't you, now we'll see who underestimates who!"
Pokemon Trainer: "W-Wait a minute... What d-do you want to d-do to me? I d-d-don't want any trouble, we can come to an a-agreement, N-No? I-if you let me go, I promise never to mess with you again"- he said in a shaky voice.
Recruit A: "It's too late for that now, buddy. You underestimated Team Rocket, and now you're going to pay the consequences." -she said with a defiant look
Pokémon Trainer: "W-W-Wait a minute, p-please just l-l-let me -Hhmmmphh!"
Before the young trainer could articulate any more words, one of the recruits, with surprising swiftness, pressed a wet piece of white cloth firmly over her mouth and nose. As he inhaled the unmistakable smell of chloroform impregnated in the cloth, his escape attempts became more frantic and desperate realizing that if he did not manage to free himself at that moment, he would quickly fall completely asleep.
Pokemon Trainer: "Nhmmm! h-hhrmmm! mhhrmmmmmm!" -he groaned, shaking his head from side to side trying futilely to move the piece of cloth away from his face.
The reality of the situation hit the trainer hard when he realized that he could not resist the effect of the chloroform. His struggles slowly lost strength, his eyes began to close and everything around him slowly faded away. As the darkness engulfed him, fear completely took over leaving him at the mercy of his captors.
(Several minutes later)
*Wrap
The distinctive sound of duct tape ripping was the abrupt awakening of the young Pokémon trainer, tearing him from his prolonged slumber.
Pokémon Trainer: "Mmmmphh h-hmmh... nnhhmm mmpfh" -he groaned, trying to open his eyes in a struggle against the drowsiness enveloping him.
As his consciousness returned, he realized that he was lying on a strange metal floor, the coldness of which ran down his spine acting as a remedy that helped him to wake up completely.
Examining his surroundings more closely, the trainer realized that he was in what appeared to be a gloomy and disturbing subway Team Rocket cell thanks to the three concrete walls impregnated by the organization's sinister emblem and the row of rusty bars in front of him that separated him from the long corridor in front of his cell.
As he discovered the reality of his confinement in the subway cell, the young trainer realized that his already grim situation became even worse as he noticed the presence of multiple Team Rocket recruits surrounding him looking at him with rather mocking smiles.
Recruit A: "Look who woke up from his long sleep" -she said as she finished wrapping tape around the trainer's mouth.
Pokémon Trainer: "MMrmr-rrnrmp-!"
He tried to speak, but as he did so he realized that something rather large and disgusting tasting was completely filling his mouth.
Recruit A: "Hmm? What's wrong? Oh! I know, you want to know what's inside your mouth? Well, since I'm not a bad girl I'll tell you. You have several pairs of our dirty socks and used panties. A perfect gag for a big mouth like yours~"
Pokemon Trainer: "M-Mhhh-hnhh! m-m-mnghhh ngh mmm!" -he groaned in disgust as he involuntarily chewed on the soaked panties and dirty stockings.
At the unpleasant revelation, his escape instinct kicked in immediately. The young trainer desperate to flee the cell and Team Rocket's lair tried to get to his feet, but as he lifted his feet off the ground a terrifying reality took hold of him. Not only did his legs refuse to obey, but immobility also embraced every inch of his body.
Recruit A: "It seems that you still don't realize the situation you're in, let me help you with that" -she said laughing at the trembling figure of the trainer in front of her.
At that moment the recruit in front of the young trainer, with a mocking smile, forced him to sit on the floor of the cell while she asked one of her companions to bring her a full-length mirror. Quickly, one of the recruits left the cell and returned shortly after holding the mirror and placed it strategically next to the young prisoner who could not help but scream behind his gag, completely surprised and frightened by what those recruits had done to him.
Upon observing his reflection in the full-length mirror, the initial surprise in the Pokémon trainer's eyes gave way to complete disbelief. Not only did he discover the stark reality of his immobility, but the scene unfolding before him took his breath away. The Team Rocket recruits had cunningly and cruelly snatched away all of the clothes he wore to completely disguise him in one of Team Rocket's short, tight, female uniforms. The uniform consisted of a tight-fitting long-sleeved black shirt with a red "R" on the chest. Long gray gloves covered her hands, a similarly gray belt was fastened around her waist, and long gray boots covered her legs until they reached above her knees. In addition, as the costume was a female uniform, he was forced to wear a rather tight mini-skirt that clung against his waist and thighs.
The female Team Rocket recruit uniform that now enveloped the young trainer was decorated with details that intensified the embarrassment he felt. To complement the look, the recruits decided to add exaggeratedly huge fake breasts that bulged the black shirt she wore in a conspicuous way. On her head rested a pink wig, to which they had added a black Team Rocket uniform cap. Finally, to further accentuate the extravagance of the outfit, the recruits had dared to apply a lot of makeup, transforming his face in a surprising way.
At first glance, anyone who saw him could easily mistake him for a striking, seductive woman. His figure, distorted by the tight uniform, resembled more that of a Team Rocket recruit than the image of a fearless and arrogant Pokémon trainer. The cruel reality of his transformation settled into his mind, taking him from initial disbelief to a sense of anxiety and embarrassment at the humiliation of his current situation.
Furthermore, if that embarrassing disguise wasn't enough to make him begin to enter despair, he quickly discovered why he couldn't move as he looked on gasping as his body was extremely bound.
His jaw was completely hidden under several rolls of silver duct tape that orbited around him quite effectively sealing his mouth. This not only physically prevented him from spitting out the multiple dirty socks and used panties he had inside, but also left him silenced.
His hands, now useless, were deftly tied behind his back. Coils of rope snaked around his wrists and elbows, forcing him to stretch his bound arms. Through a tight and constrictive chest harness, a surprising amount of rope coiled around his shoulders, armpits, abdomen, forearms and especially around his fake breasts tightly squeezing the trainer's torso essentially fusing his already bound arms to his back. In addition, thanks to how tightly the rope was wrapped around his torso, the size of his fake breasts stood out even more, giving them an inflated and exaggerated look that only intensified his humiliation that much more.
His lower body suffered a less cruel fate. Several coils of rope were wrapped around his knees and ankles, preventing him from any fluid movement. Unable to free his legs, he could only flex them wobbling with his bottom and thighs kissing the cold cell floor.
The complex web of ropes that imprisoned the trainer's every limb intensified the feeling of helplessness that enveloped him completely. The discomfort of the cold floor, combined with the embarrassment of being surrounded by Team Rocket female recruits who watched him with wicked smiles on their faces as he remained fully bound and disguised, compounded the discomfort of his desperate situation.
An expression of anger, shame and helplessness behind the tape on his face revealed how painful this experience was to his ego. He wasn't sure how the situation had gotten to this extreme, but despite his vulnerability, the ridiculously disguised young trainer, bound from head to toe and with his mouth stuffed with dirty underwear, struggled to remain calm.
Despite the fear, the overwhelming sense of vulnerability at finding himself completely bound without his Pokémon team by his side and unclear what plans the unhinged Team Rocket recruits who captured him had for him, the young trainer tried to focus his mind on finding any way to free himself from his bonds and flee that place.
Pokemon Trainer: "M-Mmhhghghghgh! F-Fhhrrmmm!" -he groaned unintelligibly as he struggled against his bindings.
As the Pokémon trainer squirmed uncomfortably on the ground, the Team Rocket recruits, although they enjoyed watching him desperately try to break free, tired of simply watching him from above, decided to take action by kneeling dangerously close to him. At that very moment, the trainer stopped struggling as he felt all the women around him suddenly turn their gloved hands towards him to start playing with his bound body.
Lascivious hands slid down his body, exploring every curve with an intrusion he found unbearable. Team Rocket recruits caressed his ass, rubbed his thighs, kneaded and tugged at his fake breasts. A wave of overwhelming sensations enveloped him, he had definitely never felt that way before. Never before had he felt as vulnerable as he did now that he was the plaything of all those recruits whose hands kept exploring his body.
Pokemon Trainer: "P-Pmhhhhhh ffhhhhhh! N-Nnrrmrp~!" He protested trying futilely to pull his bound body away.
Despite his desperate attempts to beg them to stop, his pleas fell on deaf ears. The female recruits simply looked at him with playful and mischievous smiles, making it clear to him that they had no intention of putting an end to their perverse game.
Recruit A: "Oh, it sounds like you're really enjoying it, do you want us to go any further?"
In an act of cruel mockery, the Team Rocket recruits in front of him lifted her miniskirt slightly revealing the pink panties he had been forced to wear. Embarrassment completely took over him and the mischievous gleam in the recruits' eyes increased as they noticed how an involuntary erection of the trainer slowly rose.
Recruit B: "Fu fu fu fu~ "You really enjoy this, don't you?" -she said mischievously revealing the pleasure she was getting from the guy's humiliation.
Pokémon Trainer: "H-hmmmn... uhhn f-fhhgh..." -he moaned, feeling completely humiliated and caught in a whirlwind of strange uncontrollable sensations.
Each laugh of the recruits echoed like a further pang in the feeling of degradation that enveloped him, completely increasing the young trainer's anxiety.
Humiliated he simply closed his eyes wishing the earth would swallow him up, but no sooner had he closed his eyes than he was forced to open them again completely when one of the Team Rocket recruits laid her hand on his erect member causing panic to grip him.
A sadistic smile formed on the recruit's face as she fiddled with the head of the young trainer's quivering erect member. Each caress and movement increased the young man's forced arousal, stretching the pink panties against his waist expanding them to the front.
Recruit A: "You're a pathetic trainer," she said mocking him as the others continued to touch him indecently.
The Pokémon trainer could only gasp, unable to contain his reactions as the recruit continued her provocations, until suddenly, the recruit squeezed his member and began to shake it up and down rhythmically. What were once groans behind his gag had now turned into involuntary moans as he could not stand the intense sensation of being masturbated against his will.
As the hand of the recruit who was masturbating him increased the speed of her movements, quickly the trainer began to feel like he was about to lose the battle of wills as he let himself be carried away by pleasure, but just as he was about to cum, suddenly all the recruits stopped their hand movements.
Pokémon Trainer: "H-Hmn... h-hmn... h-hhnn..."
As the young trainer lay panting on the cold floor of the cell, his exhausted body shivering from the effort of trying to free himself from the restraints that held him prisoner and the multiple gropings he had just received. The Team Rocket recruits surrounding him stepped back, leaving him confused but noticeably relieved as he felt a brief respite.
Amidst sly laughter, the women shared complicit glances as they whispered to each other. Suddenly, at the conclusion of their conversation, they opened the door of the gloomy cell and, one by one, left the place. The recruits, as they left, walked away from the site down the long corridor of the dungeon until only one recruit remained in front of the trainer.
Holding back her laughter, the recruit approached the trainer and knelt in front of him, holding a thin coil of rope in her hands. With a mischievous look, she said to him:
Recruit A: "Don't relax too much. I'd even recommend you prepare yourself for what's about to happen to you."
Pokémon Trainer: "M-mmhhh" -he groaned in confusion staring into the eyes of his captor.
Recruit A: "Thanks to the scandal you made by invading our lair, you caught the attention of Executive Athena, who is about to arrive here. I hope you are ready for the consequences. It will be up to her to decide what to do with you and believe me, the commander doesn't take these kinds of challenges to Team Rocket lightly."
The Pokémon trainer, still dazed from the strange experience in the dark cell, could barely articulate words at the revelation of his next fate. In a sudden shudder, he realized with horror that everything that had been done to him so far was not his real punishment, but only the prelude to what awaited him with the arrival of the dreaded Team Rocket commanders.
Before he could react, the recruit firmly grasped the trainer's crotch and deftly using the thin rope she held, wrapped it around his erect member. With precise movements, she alternated between moving it over, under and around the boy's nuts. To finish, she culminated by circling a couple of times around the base of the erect member, not only making sure to keep the erection in place, but also preventing the trainer from climaxing.
Pokémon Trainer: "M-Mhhh-hnhh m-mmhh!" -he let out a squeal from the pressure of the rope, his face reflecting the mixture of pain and strange pleasure he felt.
Recruit A: "We don't want the little buddy between your legs to get discouraged until the commander arrives. She will love to see you in this situation."
As she finished with her sentence, she stood up with a mischievous grace, getting ready to leave the cell. However, as she stood in front of the door, she turned her head slightly and blurted out with a mocking tone:
Recruit A: "By the way, I hope you regain the will to fight. The commander is fascinated by the expression on the trainers' faces when they try to resist their punishments."
With those last words echoing in the young trainer's head, the recruit left the cell, leaving him all alone in that bleak and desolate corner. The Pokémon trainer whimpered, feeling completely humiliated and vulnerable in the face of the perverse situation he found himself in.
Inside the gloom of the cell, the young trainer's uncertainty was intensifying. He knew he had gotten himself into a rather dangerous situation and kept wondering what kind of punishment awaited him. Fearing the worst, he decided that he simply could not lie there. He had to get away somehow before the arrival of his future punisher.
With the Team Rocket recruits out of the cell, the young trainer, still bound but determined, hardly managed to stand up after crawling on the cold floor of the cell, enduring the pressure of the rope on his erect member, until he managed to support himself with one of the cell walls. As soon as he managed to stabilize his balance, he began to hop slowly towards the cell door.
To his relief, the recruits had forgotten to lock the door, allowing him to slip stealthily into the corridor giving him a fleeting opportunity to escape from the cell in which he was locked. Heart pounding, the Pokémon trainer leapt forward into the dark corridors of Team Rocket's subway dungeon.
With the urgency to escape mixed with the fear of thinking what those crazy recruits would do to him if they found him trying to escape in that sinister labyrinth of corridors, the young trainer advanced jumping trying not to fall in the process, but the hopes of escaping from that place were completely threatened by the sound of his own footsteps echoing in the cold corridors.
Although he had tried not to make noise, the inevitable sound of his leaping echoed through the corridors, alerting the female recruits still roaming the place.
Aware of the imminent chase and fearful of being captured again, the trainer accelerated the rhythm of his jumps with all his strength while, terrified, he heard how, with a cry of surprise, not far from the corridor where he was, the recruits began to run towards him.