Some Time Later...

"AAAAH~! FUUUUCK YESSSS~!" you squeal as Proton rams his thick cock into your rosebud, his balls slapping against your asscheeks as he hilts himself inside your rear tunnel before beginning to thrust in and out. It hurts a little, the ghostly transformations not having completely eliminated the pain aspect of anal sex with a supernaturally-enhanced rod the size of the Team Rocket admin's, but that pain pales in comparison to the exquisite pleasure you feel, which is further exacerbated by Karina kneeling in front of you, bobbing her head up and down the shaft of your dick and sucking on it greedily. Misty is lying on the floor with her face underneath Karina's dump-truck ass, servicing the black girl's cunt with her tongue while her hands play with her own pussy and jerk off her tiny, useless penis, spurting semen all over herself with every few pumps. You start to thrust your hips back and forth, impaling your ass on Proton's dick as you go back before ramming your own cock into Karina's warm mouth as you go forwards. You keep repeating the motion over, and over, and over, while being sure to keep using your hands to jerk off Ellie and Anne's dicks, wanting the hot blonde twins to cum all over your face as soon as possible.

Similar scenes are taking place all around you; Brandon and Rich are spit-roasting Carley, while Tammy receives the same treatment at the hands of Aiden and Corey, Paige riding Jaren's cock a short distance away. Hope, the other woman among you to have grown a penis, is currently ramming it into the ass of Glenn, the young blonde man having much more submissive tendencies than the other males in the room, which admittedly wasn't difficult given that all of the others were aligned with Team Rocket. Well, they had been aligned with Team Rocket, anyway, just like you had been a pokémon trainer and Misty had been a gym leader. None of that stuff matters now; all that's important is achieving orgasm so that you can all move onto the next round and cum your brains out all over again. You've lost track of how many hundreds of times you've climaxed since you arrived here. Hell, you've lost track of just how long it's actually been since your decision to enter Pokémon Tower. You feel like it's been over a day at least, but you wouldn't be surprised if it was longer than that. The ghost pokémon possessing you are sustaining your bodies with their energy, so you no longer need to eat, drink or use the toilet, allowing you to focus constantly on sexual activities. You still sleep, but it's never for very long, and usually you wake up to find someone's dick inside you, or your own dick inside someone else. In short, it's the most perfect version of life you've ever experienced, and you never want it to end.

You feel your climax building as Proton continues to plough in and out of your ass, and you quickly grab the back of Karina's head, thrusting your cock deep into her throat. "Gllghhh~! Gakkkk~!" the girl chokes around your thick member, and the vibrations are enough to send you over the edge, your purple eyes rolling into the back of your skull as you wail in ecstasy and shoot your load down Karina's gullet. Proton orgasms almost at the same time as you, letting out a low groan as his dick swells before unloading ropes of thick hot cum into your bowels, and you can feel Karina moan around your cock, Misty's tongue-lashing bringing her to completion also. Your hands keep pumping Ellie and Anne's dicks even in the throes of your climax, and pretty soon their own orgasms come, globs of their seed hitting the sides of your face and hair while their pussies squirt out copious amount of girlcum, some of that hitting you as well to your delight. You all collapse with collective exhaustion, Proton pulling his now flaccid member out of your ass, leaving it feeling oddly empty as the Rocket admin's cum gushes out.

You all lie on the floor, panting for breath, Misty especially given that she's been suffocated underneath Karina for quite some time. As you come down from your respective orgasms, listening to the sounds of sex from your fellow possessed echoing around the room, you feel yourself smiling contentedly; this really was the best feeling ever, and nothing can possibly spoil it. And then the door opens. The sex going on around you stops, everyone frozen in place as they stare at the entrance to the room. You look up, just as surprised as the others; there can't be a new possessed, the hivemind would have told you about it. Your surprise grows even more when you realise you know the person that steps through the door: he's wearing what looks like a pair of futuristic sunglasses, but the Wartortle out in front of him and the insufferable smirk on his face make him unmistakeable. "Blue...?" you ask, incredulously, and your rival looks down at you, his grin widening.

"Amber," he says, your presence clearly not surprising him. "Old man Fuji told me you and your girlfriend showed up here three days ago. I thought maybe you'd escaped somehow but I didn't realise there was a fucking gangbang going on up here; makes sense a slut like you would stick around." Three days? Is that really how long I've been here? Blue's eyes move down your naked body, his smirk growing as he takes in the insane amount of both dried and fresh cum on your body, before his eyebrows raise at the sight of the meat between your legs, his eyes obviously widening under his shades. "Holy shit, what the fuck?! You grew a fucking dick?!" His eyes move over to Misty as he takes in her altered appearance too. "Holy shit, you have tits now. And... HAHAHAHAHA!" He bursts out laughing, pointing at Misty's penis as the Gym Leader blushes with shame and covers herself with her hands; she's still capable of feeling humiliation while possessed, presumably because it turns her on so much. "What is that?! It's fucking tiny, what's even the point? Oh, that is priceless!"

"B-Blue..." you mumble, trying to sort out the thoughts in your head. The sudden arrival of your hometown bully has brought back memories to you that you haven't thought about in days, memories you don't want to think about. Why is he here? Why does he have to ruin everything? "You need to leave..."

"Leave," nods Proton behind you, getting to his feet. "Or join us..." Yes! That'd be even better... You think about what ghostly possession will do to Blue's already huge cock, how good it will feel to have him **** you and fuck you silly, and how satisfying it could be to turn things around on him, to make your bully **** on your own massive dick as you fucked his throat, before bending him over and fully emasculating him by claiming his ass.

Blue cuts off your erotic fantasies by responding to Proton. "Thanks, but no thanks," he says, looking over at the pile of black uniforms on the floor. "You're Team Rocket, right? Guess you're responsible for whatever the fuck's happening to the ghost pokémon here? Well, unlike you incel losers, I don't need to cheat or steal people's pokémon to get bitches; I've got the talent and the smarts to get plenty of pussy on my own without setting up some weird ghost orgy."

"Talent, smarts, and humility to match," drawls Proton, the sarcasm sounding odd with his possessed voice as monotone and stilted as it is "Nevertheless, you will join us, whether you want to or not..."

Blue suddenly whirls around, and you know he's just experienced the same thing you and Misty have before, the phantom touch on the shoulder that precedes the appearance of the purple gas and the takeover of your body. Blue doesn't hesitate. "Wartortle, Bite!" he calls, pointing at a specific spot in front of him, and the turtle pokémon leaps into the air to attack. You remember Misty trying the same thing with her Houndour, so you know this is futile, so are surprised, horrified in fact, when Wartortle's jaws close around a Gastly, the ghost pokémon materialising out of thin air only to fall **** in the turtle's mouth, the super-effective dark-type attack cleanly knocking it out. You feel a strange sensation, like you've been bitten too, but even more startling is the realisation that you have some control of your body restored to you. It's not much, you're only able to move your little finger on your right hand, but it's something; Blue knocking out the Gastly has weakened the power the ghosts have over you. Your thought processes start becoming a little clearer too, and you feel slightly sick, the reality of what you've spent the past three days doing starting to hit you. NO, NO! screams the other part of your brain. THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! WE ARE MEANT TO BE HERE FOR ETERNITY!

"Wh-what?!" Proton splutters, his face turning white as a sheet; he's clearly experiencing something similar to you. "How did you-"

"Impressed?" Blue smirks, turning around to face the Rocket admin while adjusting his odd-looking sunglasses. "They're Silph Specs, the newest invention from Silph Co. They allow me to see ghost pokémon even when they're concealing themselves." He looks around the room. "There are tons in here, huh? See, I wasn't going to just wander in here unprepared. I knew my gramps was testing the prototype for these, so when Fuji told me the story about people disappearing in a ghost-infested tower I headed back home to get the proper equipment for the situation. Got my gramps to call in some help from old friends, too; there's Pokémon League officials waiting outside, as well as a TV news crew to document my success. Fuji thought I was running away, of course..." He shakes his head, an anger in his eyes that you've only seen once before, when you defeated him in Rock Tunnel. "But an Oak never runs from a fight. Wartortle, Water Pulse!" He points at a spot on the ceiling and his starter pokémon unleashes a jet of water from its mouth, two Gastly materialising mid-air and slowly floating to the floor, knocked out by the attack. You feel even more of your muscle control returning to you, feel your penis start to shrink in size, your asshole start to tighten and ache.

"NO!" screams Proton, his own voice being joined by a terrifying inhuman wail that seems to be coming from deep inside of him. He charges forward, and in an instant you, Misty, and all the other possessed are on your feet beside him, charging towards Blue with one clear desire that isn't really your own: stop this man from taking everything away from you.

Blue looks a little startled for a moment, but his instincts kick in, and he reaches for a pokéball, sending out his Kadabra. "Stop them, buddy!" he yells, and Kadabra lifts the spoon in its hand, its eyes glowing with psychic power. Suddenly both you and your fellow possessed are frozen in place, neither your own brain nor the **** that's controlling you having any power to move your limbs anymore. That taken care of, Blue sends out his Tauros also, and starts commanding Wartortle and the bull pokémon to get to work clearing the room of ghosts. As much as you hate to admit it, your rival's control of his pokémon is incredibly impressive, numerous **** Gastly and Haunter materialising around the room as he effortlessly commands two pokémon at once. With each ghost pokémon that falls, the haze that your mind has fallen under gets weaker and weaker, and by the time Blue's Tauros has used Wild Charge to defeat the final one, a Gengar, the other entity that had been inside you is no more, your body completely your own again. Your dick is gone, and your whole body hurts so much, especially your ass, a dull ache that comes from three days of almost non-stop rough anal sex.

"Think that's all of 'em," says Blue, surveying the room one last time before walking over to the **** Gengar and pulling out an empty pokéball, capturing it inside. "Gramps might want to study this one, see what Team Rocket's done to it..." He withdraws Wartortle and Tauros, then turns his attention back to you and the other possessed, still frozen in place. "Kadabra, let the girls and the kid go," he orders, "but keep Team Rocket where they are. The League guys are gonna want to question them and then I imagine the police will bring 'em in..." Blue's psychic pokémon obeys, and you collapse to the floor in exhaustion that's accumulated over three days of imprisonment within your own body; you feel a wave of tingly sensations all over, like you're recovering from full body pins-and-needles. You see that Misty has collapsed also, as well as Glenn and all of the possessed women of Lavender Town; they've been here a lot longer than you, and you feel a pang of sympathy for how they must be feeling, not helped by the guilt that comes to you as your brain replays images of you fucking all of them several times over in your possessed state.

"Alright, get up," Blue commands, his social graces as impeccable as always. "I'm not waiting around here all day, and there's medics outside who can take care of you." Fuji's granddaughter Paige runs over and throws her arms around Blue, pressing her bare breasts (now much smaller than they had been), against his chest while thanking him over and over again for his courage in rescuing her; you have a horrible feeling she's smitten with him, but you have no energy to go about warning her how big a mistake that is. She blushes when she realises she's still naked, and goes to find her clothes, all of the ex-possessed slowly rising to their feet and moving to do the same, except Karina, who stares with a mixture of emotions at the frozen figure of Proton before spitting in his direction, moving to get dressed in the slutty version of a Team Rocket grunt uniform that's clearly all she was allowed to wear while in captivity.

You and Misty go to retrieve your own clothing, before Blue stops you, linking arms with the pair of you so you're on either side of him. "You two can stay naked," he smirks. "Need some arm-candy for my big TV interview, don't I?" You somehow feel even more sick than you did already. You're so, so tired, your brain struggling to process all the traumatic events that have happened to you, and now you're going to have to endure public exposure while Blue gets to gloat about saving you. What's worse is he did save you; you were completely powerless against those Rocket Fuel-enhanced ghosts, and had completely given into the lust brought on by the aphrodisiac chemicals. That WAS all... part of the chemicals, right? None of those things I thought and said and did while possessed actually came from me... did they?

Eventually, everyone's ready to leave, and Blue, still with his arms around you and Misty, leads the way down the stairs of Pokémon Tower, your loathsome rival guiding you towards freedom in an ironic and hateful twist of fate. All you want to do is sleep, but you **** yourself to move, knowing that you still have more to endure before you can finally rest...

(Author's note: I'm gonna be busy again starting tomorrow so this is likely the last chapter from me for a week or so. Glad I could finish up the possession arc in the few days I had to write. Hope you all enjoyed it, and for those who didn't we're moving on now lol. I'll still be around in comments etc. and will hopefully be back soon! Loving writing this right now!)