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Chapter 6 by Cubot13

Who's next?

Pussy cat

Mew couldn't help the lazy yawn that escaped her mouth even as she continued her slow jogging like she always did at this time of the afternoon.

Dressed in sweatpants that accentuated her big, toned butt, a sports bra and shirt that hid her D cup tits quite well, and sneakers, she was just another female.

A mew may be a fairly rare species of Pokémon, but really apart from the power of telepathy she didn't have many other achievements.

Aside from being from a family that is filthy rich but she never really focused on it.

A deep wave of depression ran through her for a moment remembering her family situation.

She was the only child of a pair of parents who, although they provided her with everything they had and what she wanted was left alone most of the time, she was even able to buy a fairly large house just for herself and her parents barely noticed.

Mew however shook her head and resumed her focus on the road, willing to not let this bad situation bring her down.

Once she successfully completed her last lap she grabbed her sports bag and proceeded to head home but not without first activating her telepathic power like a sort of warning sistem, a girl couldn't be cautious enough these days.

Unfortunately, her power only works if it is able to detect the electrical signals that the brain produces when it is active, which means that your spiritual form is completely undetectable.

And like the little ghost that you are, you followed her closely, your eyes never separated from how her fat butt jiggled with her simple walk.

You were tempted, tempted to possess her and make her go to the nearest public bathroom and make out with her and make it quite loud.

However, that small fragment of morality that you were honestly surprised you still had made you wait at least until she got home.

Fortunately you didn't have to wait long.

A non-existent whistle was born from your non-existent lips when you saw the big house that the little kitten had.

And you're not really making fun of her for her short stature.

The kitten was of a height that you assumed would be average if she were human, but compared to Xerneas she was almost a dwarf.

You followed her like the stalker you will surely become admiring the high-profile house.

Paintings, statues, decorations and small extravagant fountains adorned every corner of the home, all of them with Pokémon motifs of course.

Something, however, told you that the house, despite being so ostentatious and full of odds and ends, was strangely empty, dead, if that made any sense.

An idea began to arise in the back of your head, however you would have to wait a little to be able to think about it consciously since the little kitten had arrived at her room and without any fuss or fanfare she began to undress.

You simply enjoyed the show, admiring the soft, pink fur, the perky, hard nipples, and the delicious big hips.

You honestly thought she was going to take a bath, but she surprised you by simply lying face up on her bed.

Possibly she would want to meditate on something, possibly her current situation, not one that will really matter to you since you immediately started the mind control process.

As the deer did before, the kitten's eyes lost their focus, going from a light blue to a burnt blue.

You still couldn't believe how easily these bitches fell before your power, but honestly you didn't care.

Now the only question left was what to do with her.

Further pondering it for a bit, you decided in three options:

One, you use her as a sex doll, quick use and discard.

Two, lightly brainwash her to make her not react to anything you do to her.

Or three completely brainwash her and make her your ****.

Decisions, decisions.

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