As a fuck toy

The last words you here before you are sucked back into your hall were “if nothing else it could be a chew toy to our baddies…”

You are sucked back in, your teasing and tormenting of the infernal machines continues. This time though, it wasn’t praise and desire for your trainer that was being instilled, but for Team Rocket. ‘Team Rocket is your salvation.’ ‘Obey every member, worship every member.’ And so on.

When the timeless torment finally finished and you were released again, you landed on cold cement, horned up and needing to serve. That’s when you look around, and see you are in the heart of a team ticket base.