Sabrina

You don't know the woman, but something in your mind tells you that her name is Sabrina. You find fer very pretty. Those eyes, those legs, that chest... As soon as you hear her name in your head, you notice a sweltering, oppressive heat entering the room. You notice yourself starting to sweat, which only worsens your B.O. that you still have yet to wash off. You look for the thermostat and see it. Maybe you can ask the cashier to turn it down, or just get some food in a to-go box. Your eyes eventually catch the thermostat. It's on the opposite side of the restaurant from Sabrina. First you notice a note above the thermostat that was written by an employee who was obviously annoyed, because it reads, "Customers, please don't touch the thermostat! Thank you." After reading the note, you look at the display. You don't intend on turning it down, but just making sure that it _is actually hot in here. You're shocked when you read the display to find that it's set to 51 Fahrenheit. Is it a broken vent? After all, it was pretty damn warm when you walked over here from the hot air balloon, but that thought is interrupted. You realize where the _heat is coming from, and it's not you. You look over to the corner where Sabrina is sitting. At first you're confused, but decide to test your hypothesis. You walk up to the cashier and ask for a plate of corn beef hash and a coffee. You give them your card, and they hand it back to you.

"Sit anywhere you'd like, dear." The cashier tells you. You thank her and decide to walk in Sabrina's general direction. You don't get close to her, instead sitting down five tables away. Your theory was correct. Now that you're closer to her, you feel the heat increasing in intensity. You also think you hear whispering, but chalk it up to your imagination. The woman, Sabrina, is currently watching something on her phone and has her earbuds in. She smells something, and looks around in disgust. Right as she does, you look down to avoid seeming like a weirdo, and you realize the thing shhe smelled bad that caused her to react: you. Your odor must have wafted its way over to her. You catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of your eye. You might be jumping to conclusions, but she seems to be spacing out, as if she were enthralled by something. Wait, did you do that? You risk another look back up, and see that Sabrina is still dazed. Was she... hypnotized by the smell of your musk? Sabrina, still dazed, starts to smile softly. It's a drunken, half-conscious smile. The kind you make if you get high and have a good trip.

"Here you go, Hun! Don't worry you're food's almost finished." Your waitress gives you your coffee, snapping you out of you train of thought. Again, you thank her, and she doesn't seem to notice the odor you're giving off. You sip your coffee, and look back over to Sabrina. She's still pretty out of it. Smiling and looking off into oblivion. Again, you think you hear whispering, but this time you learn that it's not your imagination. There was actually a whisper. At least, a whisper you could hear if you happened to be psychic. You focus your telepathy on Sabrina. You don't try to invade her head, but you do attempt to "eavesdrop" on the whispers you're gearing. They're definitely originating from Sabrina. It's hard, at first, to understand what exactly the voices are saying, but you notice them becoming louder the more you listen. You start to discern words like "need" and "warm." You look at Sabrina again. She's still there, and just as hypnotized as she was a moment ago. Out of the whispers, you think you hear the word "up," but you keep listening and suddenly, you realize that one of the voices is saying, "corrupted." You're confused and eventually the whispers become fully audible you hear so many whispers, but they sound so loud. Luckily, those whispers don't seem to be affecting you the way they're currently affecting Sabrina. She's still smiling, but now you can see images flashing through her head some of them are what appear to be memories. You see her wearing the same Team Rocket uniform as James and Jessie. She worked for Rocket? You find this strange, since she no longer seems to work for them. You probe around through her memories some more, and find that she has some very complex feelings about the time she spent working for Team Rocket. Part of her feels incredibly guilty, as she helped them hurt so many people. However, a different part of her feels _excited _about the time she spent with them. You don't quite understand why just yet, but you feel you will learn if you stay a bit longer. You learn that Sabrina is a much more powerful psychic than you currently are. She used her abilities to help Team Rocket when she worked for them. Luckily, she's too hypnotized to focus on using her abilities right now. That gives you an idea: put a hypnotic suggestion in that pretty little head of hers. Make her to challenge you to a pokemon duel, and if she loses, you get to do whatever you want with her. You now realuze what the voices are saying. Specifically, what they're saying to Sabrina. "HEAVY. NEED. FUCK. SLUT. OBEY. CORRUPT." These are just the words that you can hear, and they don't stop filling Sabrina's mind. Sabrina, it turns out, fantasizes about being corrupted and brainwashed. A big part of her secretly regrets leaving Team Rocket, and wishes someone like you would brainwash her into re-joining. It's now or never. Regardless of how limited your power currently is, you focus all your telepathic power on commanding Sabrina. You give your order to challenge you and surrender her body should she lose. In response, Sabrina smiles. She becomes more aroused, causing the room to get hotter.

"Yes..." Sabrina says aloud. The sleepy expression on her face i too adorable for you to _not _want her. You pull out of Sabrina's mind and wait. Eventually, she snaps out of it, unaware that you were the unintentional reason for her spacing out. She looks around, confused. Your food eventually makes it, and you chow down, occasionally lloking back up to see Sabrina sweating, and biting her lower lip as she looks at you. She is visibly unable to contain her arousal. You pay for the check, and right as you're about to walk out the door, she grabs your wrist. You feign surprise, and Sabrina is uncertain of how to ask you to a duel.

"Hey, uh... my name's Sabrina. You don't know me, but for some reason, I feel really compelled to ask if you'd like to have a pokemon duel with me. I know it's sudden, and we don't know each other, but would you be okay with that?"

You tell her that you'd be okay with that.

"Great! I'll be there i just a moment! I just gotta pay for the check." She rushes back to her table. She downs the last of her coffee, and places a few $20 bills on the counter.

"I'm ready!"

You lead Sabrina to the clearing, and stand on opposite sides. Little does Sabrina know that you have no intention whatsoever on sending out any pokemon. She looks behind you, recognizing the hot air balloon. Before she can ask if you're ready, James appears from behind and locks her in a bear hug. You walk up to Sabrina.

"Gotcha!" He shouts.

"What the- James?! The hell are you doing here!?" Sabrina shouts.

"Bringing you back to the winning team, old friend~" He replies.

Sabrina doesn't get another chance to speak before your swaying the pendulum in front of her.

"Wha- no..." Sabrina protests, before Jessie joins in to start aggressively fondling her breasts.

"Hey, Sabrina~ Long time, no see..."

Sabrina tries to tight, but her eye are fixed to the pendulum as it swings back and forth. She starts to tire, her eyelids growing heavier.

"Can't go back... to Team... Rocket... I- Aaaah!" Sabrina is cut off as you use your free hand to gently finger her pussy.

"Aw, but why not?" James asks in faux-disappointment.

"Yeah, Sabrina. The old team misses you. They don't even think you're still alive, since you disappeared. They all assumed you died while out on mission. If you want, we could just lie to Giovanni and tell him you didn't abandon us. You'd be welcomed back with open arms."

"..... You mean it?" Sabrina asks, sounding intrigued at her offer. Jessie continues.

"Of course, sweetie! However, you won't be serving Giovanni anymore, you'll be serving my master here. Don't worry, you can act out all your perverted little fantasies, and let him dominate you as much as you want!"

"That sounds.... nice....." Sabrina half-slurs.

"Oh, you're so darn cute when you're being brainwashed, Sabrina!" Jessie says in adoration, before pecking Sabrina on the cheek "So what do you say, Sabrina? You ready to join us?"

It's all too much for Sabrina. Your fingering, being hypnotized by both your pendulum and your musk, Jessie's fondling, her pussy being rubbed... you can telepathically feel her arousal. She's about to cum, but every time, you slow down on rubbing her, denying her release.

"If you don't say yes," James says, "Master's just gonna keep edging you~"

Sabrina doesn't even stall with her response.

"Yes! Yes! I submit! I-I'm yours!"

"Good girl." Jessie purs. You pick up the pace and finger her to a speedy orgasm. She cries out as her mind is nearly shattered under the weight of so much pleasure. If it weren't for James holding her in place, she would've definitely fallen forward. Her mind's a mess... but you work isn't done just yet. You pull a corrupted ball out of your pocket

"WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO TURN YOUR NEWEST **** INTO?" The ball asks you.