After making his claim on his very seductive home room teacher, Ash began making his way to the gymnasium where his class was heading to their next subject, PE. A special class was being conducted today to commemorate the formation of Lumiose High's brand new football team.

After going to the locker rooms to change into their gear, Ash, Clemont, Alain, and Trevor joined up with the other male students of the class, where their teacher, Mr. Surge was awaiting them.

"Alright, class, listen up!" He shouted to the students on the field. "Our team, the Lumiose Luxray's has been formed to day to show the other schools just how great this school is. At first, we'll be playing with just human players, but when you are given your trainer's license and partner Pokémon, you and your partners will join together in the amazing sport of football."

As the group of boys whispered to each other, Surge continued speaking.

"We'll be doing some practice runs as a unit, to see how you all can handle positions in the team." Surge instructed, before turning to the exit of the girls locker room. "We'll also be making sure you can remain focused at all times, even when your cheerleading squad is there to support you. Come on out, ladies!"

Upon their teacher's signal, the girls of the class exited the locker room, rushing to the center of the field. All of them were wearing very scantily clad cheerleading outfits. A short miniskirt that stopped just at the girls thighs left very little to the imagination, and the top exposed the girls' very slender and seductive midriffs. The outfit itself was a color to match that of a Luxray, a blue and black attire with yellow highlights.

The boys group ogled at the group of their girl peers rather obviously, with the girls trying to cover their exposed bodies shyly with their pom poms.

Seeing her crush was looking at her like a piece of meat, Serena blushed madly, covering up her exposed body in a very poor attempt, secretly enjoying the fact that Ash looked upon her with wide eyes and parted lips.

Ash continued to stare are Serena's perfect body, all held back with a very tight outfit, her hourglass body almost looking like it could burst free in no time. He knew he had to make her his little pet, his own private cheerleader all to himself.

"Looking good, Serena!" Ash said with a wink, pointing at her in a teasing manner.

"Thanks..." Serena said meekly, now covering her face in her Pom poms to avoid him seeing her flush red face.

"Keep your eyes on her own, you perv!" Shauna said, taking an unnecessary defense of her best friend.

"Alright, that's enough ogling, people!" The teacher spoke up. "The whole point in our practice will be to test your resolve and attention span. If your eyes wander off the game and onto your female classmates, you get deducted points for this class, am I understood?!"

"Yes sir!" The group of boys said in unison, knowing full well of the consequences should their eyes wander.

After breaking off into two groups, Ash and Clemont formed up one team while Alain and Trevor formed another, the two mock teams now assembling for practice.

As Ash and Clemont broke off momentarily from their team, Ash's step brother asked him of his encounter with Cynthia.

"So?" Clemont asked. "Did my device work?"

Seeing his brother ask him that question made Ash pause for thought. "He didn't want to divulge his secret of making Cynthia his sex slave, but he didn't want to quash Clemont's bright hopes in his inventive craftsmanship.

"I think it worked, anyways." Ash said with feigned neutrality. "I'm not too sure though. I guess we'll find out at the ceremony."

"I suppose so." Clemont said back, exhaling in response.

After getting into their positions, Ash and his team went up against Alain's. The game went on for the majority of the class, all culminating to a final deciding play. After Clemont passed the ball to Ash, the teenage boy broke through the opponent's defenses, charging for the touchdown.

As he ran, he heard the cheerleaders cheering for him.

"Go Ash! Go Ash! Go Ash! Win!!" They chanted, their Pom poms shaking in their air as they danced around the sidelines, their hips jiggling.

It took Ash all he could to avoid looking at the sight of women, all cheering for him. A moment of suspense passed, and then cheering. Ash was so absorbed in trying to suppress his urges that he already made the touchdown.

"Alright, that's it!" Surge called out, blowing the whistle and calling the match. "Hit the showers and continue to your next class!"

As the boys and girls returned to their respective locker rooms, Ash took an opportunity to claim his next catch. Seeing that Surge was already heading off the field and to his office, Ash stopped Serena while she was still making her way to the locker.

"Hey, Serena!" Ash panted, catching his breath after having to chase her down.

"Oh, Ash..!" Serena muttered, her face cherry red. "Good job on your game today..!"

The honey blonde teen was completely embarrassed. For starters, she was already flustered seeing her crush in a hot sweat, finding his better than average muscles bulging through his sports gear. Now with his sights on her, his eyes akin to a hungry Mightyena, looking at its prey, her hormones were driving her nuts.

Taking every amount of willpower to avoid having a panic attack, Serena's will nearly crumbled after Ash took her by the hand, leading her behind the bleachers.

"There's something I want to show you!" Ash explained excitedly, taking his hypno pen out from underneath his shirt, out of Serena's view.

After hiding themselves away from any pesky observers, Ash showed Serena the pen.

"This is my lucky pen." Ash began to tell her. "It gives me anything I want, all at the press of a button."

Indulging into his little story, simply because she was so fond of him, Serena played his game.

"How is it lucky?" She asked, simply wanting this moment of rare one on one interaction between each other to last as long as possible.

"Oh, that's simple." Ash added on, turning the pen to meet Serena's eyes. "All I need to do is this!"

And with a press of the button, a laser emitted from the tip of the beam, shooting directly into Serena's eye.

"Agh!" She gasped mildly, only to soon go quiet, her eyes transfixed and empty, awaiting orders.

"Serena, as of this moment, you are my personal sex slave and fuck toy." Ash began to order his new pawn. "You will no longer continue to display any sign of your old, meek personality. Instead, you will have newfound confidence around our peers and especially me when we are in public together. You will from now on pose as my girlfriend in the public eye."

"Yes..." Serena said with empty words, the hypnotic pen working its magic into ingraining commands in the soon to be slave.

"You will act like a preppy and arrogant girl. You will assert yourself among our classmates as the best in our class, and even though we will be acting out as if we are dating, we will also be rivals in the public eye as well." Ash further added. "This newfound attitude will give you the confidence you need to be the best girl in our class, but when we are alone, you will assume a more submissive role, as my sex slave and toy."

"Yes, Master..." Serena's empty form obeyed, the orders further ingraining themself in her psyche.

"When you awake from your programming, you will assume this new personality forever, totally enslaved to my will, forever my little doll." Ash said, stroking her soft chin with his finger before shutting off the device.

After Serena's glazed eyes returned to normal, she blinked for a bit, shaking her head. As of this moment, her brain, much like Cynthia before her, was now fully brainwashed. She was his forever.

"Well hello, Ash..!" Serena hummed, throwing her hands over her new owner's broad shoulders, all the while brushing up his leg with her crotch. "How can your little cum dumpster slut help relieve you today?"

"That will have to wait for now, I'm afraid." Ash smiled, holding his hand up to her face. "We need to get to our other classes before someone catches on. Once we get graduated and get out own apartments on campus, then I'll use your body proper."

"Oh, goody!" Serena bounced with joy.

As the two returned to their locker rooms, separating from each other, Ash was met soon after he was done changing by his friends.

"Dude, where were you?" Alain asked his friend.

"I was talking to Mr. Surge." Ash lied. "Come on, we're running late already!"

Meanwhile, Serena was met in the locker room by the other cheerleaders.

"And just where were you?" Shauna asked protectively of her friend.

"Hmph! As if I need to tell you!" Serena scoffed, her new sassy personality working as intended.

The sudden change in Serena's demeanor threw off her friends instantly, even more so when Serena began to strut in a seductive and confident, and yet equally sassy and arrogant way. She was a totally different girl.

Stopping her friend as she began to strip down casually in the middle of the room, rather than how Serena would normally hide in a bathroom stall to change, Shauna stopped her friend mix strip down.

"Are you okay?" Shauna looked her friend in the eye. "Something seems wrong with you."

"The only thing wrong here is that some people in this class think they'll be better trainer's than I will be." Serena replied, asserting her dominance.

"What?!" Shauna bit back, seeing her friend's remark as a challenge.

"Leave it be." Astrid said, holding Shauna by the shoulder. "Perhaps she has a reason to be like this. Graduation ceremony is only just after our next class, after all."

"I want to prove how I will be the strongest trainer in this school!" Serena said determined. "Just be sure to sit back and watch how it's done."

After dressing and making their way to their final class, Ash and Serena gave each other quick glances across the room, a spark of rivalry in their eyes going noticed by the classmates around them.

"What's gotten into them?" A male classmate asked his desk mate as class was dismissed.

"Not sure, but there seems to be a real fire in their eyes, for sure!" The female student beside him replying, their conversation not going unnoticed by either Ash order his secret slave.

It was not soon after when the time came for Ash's class to be gathered up for their graduation ceremony. After taking their place in the auditorium, Ash's entire class noticed Cynthia taking the stage, with the principal, Mr. Sycamore standing just behind her. Taking a step up to the mic with two bins of both papers and keys, Cynthia began to speak up.

"When I call your name, come and claim your papers." Cynthia called over the mic. "Alain! Trevor! Astrid! Shauna! May! Dawn! Lillie! Tierno! Clemont! Serena!"

As names were called left and right, Ash sat in suspense, with all of Ash's peers, Clemont especially looking to see if he would truly graduate.

"Ash!" Cynthia called out, a stealthy wink thrown in there going over everyone's heads, even Serena's.

Taking a step to the stage, Ash met face to face with his enslaved teacher, the woman holding out a set of documents and a key. After looking into his slave's eyes, with the woman nodding in encouragement, Ash took the documents and key, and then taking a stand alongside his peers who managed to pass.

"I'm sorry to those of you who failed to graduate, but our school's credentials will require you to retake the class if you wish to step up to a higher grade." Cynthia said to the audience of students who still remain seated in their chairs.

"To those who graduated: congratulations! You are now certified Pokémon trainers! You now have to privilege of living on campus! After you have made your arrangements, you will see yourself immersed in the grounds of out Region's best academic facility ever!" Cynthia continued. "Have your affairs in order, for you shall be expected to be fully moved in by the end of the day, of which we grant you all full freedom for its remaining hours. Dismissed!"

As Ash got off the stage, he looked at Cynthia, and then Serena. Two babes wrapped around his finger, and with a place all to himself. Soon, Ash would become the Master he desired to be. A Master of both Pokémon and women alike. He was only getting started.