Not without a more adventurous perspective (Emilia POV shift)

Something feels… off. You’re waking up, but there’s no alarm clock, no sun shining, no bed. When you open your eyes, you find yourself face to face with… a-a vagina!? Memories slowly flood back of you licking Professor Stump between the legs, and as you remember your circumstances, you try to sit up and examine your surroundings. Unfortunately, your plan is thwarted when your guardian squeezes her thighs around your head, keeping you firmly in place. She pats a hand on your head and mumbles, “Warm… Lick…” Stump must still be half asleep. Instinctively, you stick your tongue out and lick as you’re told. You’re well aware that this is wrong, but you’re just so used to doing whatever the professor tells you. She’s in charge, and unlike everyone else on the planet, she doesn’t have bad intentions when she lewds you. So… what’s the harm?

Title Changed: Town Whore → Team Rocket ****

Status Gained: Lightly ****

“Wakey wakey, slaves!”

A loud metal clang puts you sharply awake. You sit up and cover yourself from whoever just woke you up. Stump, on the other hand, has a surprisingly watered down reaction. She yawns and stretches, displaying herself for anyone outside the cell.

A female voice laughs outside your cell bars as you both sit naked in shackles. It’s her… The leader of Team Rocket. What an awful woman. Her goons kidnapped you in broad daylight, and then she had the nerve to ask you to join them! But Team Rocket is the worst, and so is she. A good, law-abiding citizen like yourself would never join them!

“Ah yes, you two are ‘teacher and pupil’ if I recall. Though I can’t quite recall what it is about such a relationship which requires the pupil to lick the intimate parts of her teacher.”

“Shut up…” Professor Stump groans. She’s never been a morning person.

“I won’t,” the boss replies, returning to a frigid persona. “I will, however, require that you address me with more respect from now on. I’m not cruel, though. You may call me Boss, Leader, or even Mistress, if you feel so inclined…”

“We won’t,” you and Stump answer in groggy unison.

“Clever. We’ll see how long that attitude of yours lasts. I hope you both enjoyed being cocksleeves yesterday, because that’s all you’ll be doing for the rest of your days. First for Team Rocket, then for whatever ‘business partner’ we sell you off to in exchange for a charitable donation. Except you,” she says, pointing at you. “I suspect a week of providing sexual services will make you warm up to the idea of becoming a grunt.”

“Never!” you object. “I’ll never join Team Rocket! You’re all evil, and you break the law, and you’re disrespectful to women, and you’re showing a distasteful amount of cleavage-”

“Emilia, just can it and come back to bed…” Stump groans, still struggling to wake up. But you won’t can it! Your justice shall be heard!

You continue, “And you tried to take all my stuff in Fuchsia City, and then you kidnapped me and put me in this cell, and you act like you’re a cool lady but you’re not, because you lose your temper really easily, and…”

Professor Stump slides up behind you and grabs your boobs. “*AH!* P-Professor! Not in front of her. She’s evil, don’t let her see *kya!*”

“I’ll be back in a week!” the boss declares, laughing down the hallway as Stump brings you “back to bed” the perverted way.