Mind-Played by Gold [BAD END]

"Go the fuck to sleep already." The Golduck grunts as he keeps himself rolled on his side, ignoring you and whatever you were trying to lead with. While you hoped that you could lessen the tension between you, him, and Jackal, perhaps the time for it wasn't ready. You shrug in response and turn yourself over as well, doing what little you could to earn some rest in the cold, wet space...

.......

Strangely enough, a sound catches your ears to flap in a disturbance when something seems to stir you back to the world of consciousness. It sounded familiar...in fact, it was Gold's voice. He was closer than where you last remember him on his moss bed, and with a few tired blinks, you come to with a blurry image of him standing before you. The duck mutters to himself, "...Let's see if I can still do this. If the damn mutt hadn't cracked my ruby, this'd probably go swimmingly."

You feel Gold's hands grip at your shoulders as he stands over you, and with a groggy shift, you blink your eyes to try and de-blur the wading vision in your eyes. "Gnh...Gold? What's going on?"

The duck doesn't answer directly, and instead tries to silence you. "Shhhh...nothin's wrong. Just listen to me for a sec, yeah? Just focus your eyes on me..."

It was a peculiar request, but with your yearning to see properly, you wipe the tired fog from your vision to see Gold directly staring at you with his...irises gleaming a brighter color. Not really purple, but a strange vivid red. In fact...his forehead gemstone was glowing with the same color. The world around you of Gold's abode seems to fade away as the Golduck takes up your line of sight. His eyes seem to warp with lines as the gemstone pulses alternating waves at you. Your mind struggles in confusion for a moment while the colors of your eyes seem to glisten more vibrantly and alternate as well.

You gasp, "Wh-Wha...what are you doing-"

"Shh. Quiet. Don't wake the dumb badger." Gold insists. And for some reason, you obey. Your lips cease and you remain obediently silent. That's...strange. You're not usually that polite. The Golduck however seems to get a real big kick out of it and adds with a far more echoing voice, "Just sit tight. And let me do all the thinking for you. Let go of your wants. Let go of those dumb memories of why you're even here. I'll tell you why you're here, okay~?"

You grunt as you now sense that he's taking over your mind, now realizing Golducks were partly psychic. His gemstone hypnotizes you as a rainbow trail of circles emanates from it, swirling right towards your head that forces your eyes to retain a lock on it. The more the probing of your head lasts, the more you seem to forget what was happening. You know something wrong was taking place, but at this point...you can't remember what.

"N-Ngh, no, stop...I...I uh...you..." You mutter dumbly, struggling to retain a focused thought for more than a few seconds.

"You needn't do a thing, dumb pup. Loosen up that mutty brain of yours, shut your mouth, and just let my voice direct you~" Gold muses, grinning mischievously that this plan was working.

Again, you know it's wrong, but you don't emit another worded protest. Instead you just lay there with legs shifting about on the floor, addicted to the warping eyes scrambling your thoughts until...you finally realize it. Gold isn't your enemy. He never was. If anything, he was already a good friend, and much better friend than Jackal. At least with Gold you didn't have to deal with that meathead's fiery tantrums. You know what else? Gold wasn't just a good friend, he was your master. You feel so stupid for not realizing it before, but this duck is everything you could possibly want. He's smarter. He's attractive. Good heavens, what a lady's man. And you? You just serve him. You can't be man enough to ever be better than him. It just makes no sense.

Gold is your master, and whatever he says, goes. Got it?

Your line of thinking doesn't usually take that route, almost as if it was just being puppeteered and projected like it was your own mind. But you're just a dumb mutt like he says, so you probably shouldn't think too hard on it. In fact, why think at all? He's got the brains to tell you what to do...

As Gold finishes hypnotizing his new tool, he blinks to dissipate the glow of his eyes, all before leering in at you. "...So mutt. Who am I?"

You groan, twitching an eyelid as it feels like you have a really sore headache, but the master asked you a question, and you will oblige. "...Master Gold?"

Gold's eyes beam with joy as he wags his tail about and rubs his hands greedily together. "Thaaaat's right. And we need to take care of that dumb hot-head, don't we? I'm feelin' hungry, and he's the best food in this cave, ain't he~?" The duck rubs over his bare stomach, tapping the clawed finger-tips to the blubbery blue hide of his tummy.

"...Y-Yeah, he's a plump guy wasting some space in here, huh?" You mutter aloud, feeling confused why you're all of a sudden seeing Jackal as an issue, but hey, this Golduck couldn't possibly be wrong.

Gold just turns away from you as he beams the biggest, silent face of joy. He could not believe he got that to work. He was as surprised as he was happy, muttering quietly to himself, trying to hold back from stamping his leg in excitement. "Hoooohhhly fuuuuck that actually worked! I didn't think I could fuckin' brainwash people too. Holy shit. Holy shiiiiit dude...this is such an eye-opener. My gem is still as strong as ever, who cares about a crack or two~? Hhoooooo...I wonder if it only works on idiots. That mutt was strong, but if he's as much of a meathead as that badger is...then I'm still the king, baby~"

Your new master finally looks over his shoulder to you and points to Jackal, who was busy snoring on the ground on his back. "...Restrain him. Hold him still. We're gonna douse him and pack him to a more...final resting spot~" The Golduck's middle idly rumbles at the thought. He wanted to eat you and Jackal when you first arrived, and now seems to be his chance. It just took half a day to get.

You nod and slowly get up, stepping to your companion to glare down at what you were about to do. His eyes were shut and his arms were slumped out, open-mouth breathing in a deep slumber. Jackal really could sleep like a rock...and it'd be his downfall.

Scooping your arms under his own as you squat down, you lock up his back against your chest, alerting him to groan awake. "..Hh-hhuh? Mornin' already...?"

"Nope. It's goodnight for good~" Gold muses as he stands before Jackal before rumbling a lot of muffled water in his throat and cheeks.

"Whu-?!" The fire-type flares his eyes open, attempting to budge, only to be held back by your grip. "Lace!?"

Gold blasts a torrent of water, striking Jackal first as he acts as a meat shield for you. The water smashes against his face and belly, splattering everywhere in the cave den while the water itself douses his back, snuffing out the pores of his mane. He kicks and snarls, suffering from the cold water the most and gags about as some of it gets in his open mouth. It clogs any fire he wanted to spew while his mane couldn't ignite, steaming instead to deny him of his natural flames.

With the water gun dying down, Jackal coughs out water and groans, "B-Blughk...ughhouughh...what the f-fuck...Lace, you...tr-traitor. What the hell is this...?"

Gold laughs haughtily and gives Jackal a face-slap, smacking water droplets in the loud spank. Jackal gasps and snarls with clenched fists, struggling to get out of your hold after the wet mess he suffered. "Hah! How's that hothead? Not so tough without your pooch to protect you? Who knew all it took was a probing of the mind for me to control him~"

"C-Control him?! You mean-" Jackal grunts in distress, looking over his shoulder and at you. Sure enough, you had a look in your eyes to show you weren't all there, kind of loose in the head. He snarls louder with clenched teeth. "You're...fucking...dead, birdbrain."

Gold just licks over his beak. "Not today I won't be. You, however, I think taunted me for my size and ability to take you down. Let's see how you like a two-on-one when it means you get to be duck fat after tonight~" He opens his maw up and points at the dark gullet, ordering, "Do your thing mutt. Feed him to me~"

The Typhlosion's eyes shrink and he glares back at you, and yet, you obey and start to push against his back, creeping him closer to where you needed to deposit him. "H-Hey man! This ain't funny!" Jackal protests, kicking his heels along the wet rocks. "Snap out of it Lace! You can't let this fuckin' shrimp do us in like this! Damn it Lace! Wake the hell u-phhmhpk!?"

You cram his face right into Gold's mouth, locking him right into the gullet as the duck proudly gropes a grip to Jackal's warm belly, molesting a quick squeeze to it for the meal to truly begin. Jackal muffledly growls and gasps inside the duck's gullet, but it was no use, as you mash his wet figure forward. The Golduck audibly swallows, taking in the fire-badger and echoes the end of Jackal in a trail of gulps. His legs kick about aimlessly, and his belly is lapped up eagerly by his predator. Of all the people to fall food to, Gold was likely at the top of Jackal's list...let alone for it to literally be at the hands of the one guy he thought he could trust.

But for you? This was the best day of your life. Your master looked so pleased with himself as his bulging cheeks bite around the plump and taller Typhlosion, working hard to pack all that meat down into one spot that was now swelling his front. Today was Gold's perfect night. Who doesn't love a good midnight snack, let alone a midnight meal~?

Jackal submerges as you help push against his doughy rear, cramming those kicking legs down through the gullet for Gold to snap his beak shut and give a final, deafening swallow. A heavy bounce wobbles at his front for the duck to bestow a wide and round belly; the light blue gut nearly bouncing against the floor as it bumps and bobs in Jackal's pained struggles. Jack's voice was all muffled, but it was obviously ranging from any kind of curse and threat he could muster as Gold stumbles backwards. "Oo-ouughh...hnnf, oh yeah. Oh shit~"

He slumps onto his back onto his moss bed with a hand slapping on top of his stomach, easing the stress of the swollen dome as he exhausts a misty exhale. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh...oh yeah, that hits the spot. Not so tough, are ya meathead~? You may think you're hot shit, but just wait until my stomach's done with ya~" The duck sneers, patting his growling middle as it wobbles in distress.

You obediently just watch until Gold snaps his fingers, "Ah-, hey, you. Make yourself useful mutt and rub this loser down. I don't want indigestion tonight, and I need to make sure you keep yourself busy~"

"...Of course, Master." You mutter, stumbling to Gold's moss bed before slumping onto your knees and cupping your hands to his belly. Jackal inside thrashes in the tight space, struggling to even move with the shorter pred putting him in his place.

"M-Mmphk! G-gghmplghk, mmlbhhph...!" The food's words thrum at the surface of the gut, but you mute them back down with your palms as you knead slowly at your master's bare belly. The duck's gut squishes and heavily pushes in the directions your hands tend to him, delighting him to giving moaning quacks here and there as he just relaxes like a lazy asshole. Gold's arms cross behind his head as he spreads his legs out, giving you plenty of room to do his bidding.

"Ahh...mnhh. This is the life. I can see why you traveled with this dumb dog, food." Gold taunts Jackal from the outside, licking over his beak to enjoy the last of the warm flavor. "...Just convince him to be on your side, and you just get to win~"

Jackal seethes in rage from inside, but the stomach acids begin to boil around the Typhlosion, getting his movements to awkwardly jolt inside the gut, sloshing in juices to numb him down. Gold just watches as you palm the middle before ordering on top of his last command, "Make your mouth useful. Really nose into it mutt, and lick the best gut in all of the land~"

How could you refuse? The glisten of the wet light blue middle really was something to behold, and your drained brain could really go for burying your face right up into it. Leaning into the gut, you purse your lips and begin to peck idle kisses around the dome, occasionally pushing your nose in hard to probe Jackal inside...only to pop a hard kiss and a moaning lick. Your tongue glides over the belly, tasting some of the freshwater of the humid lake cave, and of Gold's own water. It tasted fresh, and his belly was now cooking really warm from the fire-type rumbling up inside, giving you more incentive to keep your face against it.

And with that...you spend the time worshipping Gold's middle; too brainwashed to question your motives or journey anymore...let alone fret about Jackal's fate of adding to the new master...

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Gold yawns as he idly bobs a knee, listening to the sounds of suckling and tired whines from his new toy when relaxing at the coast of the lake outside. It was morning, and the cool water of the lake shallows ripple against both Gold and the Lucario once known as Lace. Gold peeks over his new fat tummy, having digested the Typh to fatten out his front in a nice paunch, just to see the exhausted Lucario swallowing at Gold's morning wood. The erect cock pulses on the dog's tongue as the hypnotized mutt has dark bags under his eyes, having spent the entire night worshipping his master like commanded, and tending to his master's great spire.

Gold just lays a leg over the dog's shoulder and uses it to push the head in firmly, fully making that stolen hero swallow the cock to the hilt. "Mmnh...hold it, mmngh, for just a sec..." The bird quacks happily, clenching his eyes before pumping his waist up and arching his back. His open beak bellows out a muted gasp as he pumps another load right into the Lucario's throat, spasming at the pelvis to jerk the meat in and shoot every rope of his spunk into the fatigued mutt. The Lucario just swallows with blushing cheeks and rolled up eyes, unable to pull away until Gold lifts his leg off his back, leaving the dog to roll onto his back on the lake coast with Gold.

"M-Mlhgh...uuooughh...gghuhh..." The dog whines with folded ears and groaning exhale to breathe again.

Gold however just pleasantly smiles and rubs at his cock, squirting any loose cum from his morning wood and musing out, "Helllll yeah...man, I should'a just hypnotized you from the start. I never have to do anything again~! I get to make you go and hunt for food for me, and while you ain't a hot lass, at least you got a good mouth to suck my dick every morning and night, heh!" Gold sits up and proudly stretches before patting his stomach. "Not that I need a meal any time soon, but I ain't gonna risk my skin going out into those woods if I can just send you out. Plus, if you get yourself grabbed, **** or eaten...I guess that's just one less mouth for me to feed, huh~?"

The Lucario just groans, needing to rest, but the **** mutters, "Whatever you need, Master..." Lace's mind was completely gone. His mission. His meetings with others. Even his own name was gone from him. All that mattered...was the cocky duck until the day came an Infected would get him or Gold both...

The Infection Continues to Plague the World