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Ash's hand still rested on the Hydreigon's neck as he turned to Hypno, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Hypno, turn Pikachu into a loyal Eelektross," he commanded, his voice low and even.

Hypno's eyes narrowed, and it nodded, its pendulum swinging faster as it began to focus its hypnotic powers on Pikachu. Pikachu, sensing something was wrong, tried to run, but its legs seemed to move in slow motion, as if it was wading through quicksand.

Pikachu tried to run, but its legs moved in slow motion, as if wading through quicksand. Hypno's eyes narrowed, and the pendulum swung faster as it focused its hypnotic powers on Pikachu. As Pikachu's body began to morph and change, its tail elongating into a long, eel-like appendage, and its mouth stretching wide to reveal rows of sharp teeth, Ash could feel the tension in the air ratchet up another notch. Iris's hydreigon heads, previously fixated on Ash, now turned to watch the transformation with unblinking eyes, the muscles of their serpentine necks tensing as they prepared to strike.

As the last of the transformation took hold, the Eelektross's red eyes locked onto Ash, its gaze unwavering as it regarded its trainer with an unblinking stare. The dark blue body seemed to ripple and flex, as if testing its newfound muscles, and the yellow spots on its paddle-like arms flashed briefly as it raised them in a gesture of devotion. The Eelektross's long, eel-like appendage curled and uncurled, like a whip cracking in the air, as it seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy.

Ash returned his 2 new pokemon to their pokeballs and returned home with hypno by his side, as Ash walked through the front door, Hypno floating silently by his side, the warm glow of the afternoon sun was replaced by the soft hum of the living room's lamps. The sudden change in lighting seemed to snap Ash out of his trance-like state, and he couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as he gazed down at the two pokeballs secured at his belt. He had never felt so in control, so powerful, as he did at this moment. Hypno's powers had opened doors to new possibilities, and Ash couldn't wait to explore them.

He walked over to the couch, Hypno drifting beside him, and collapsed onto the cushions with a sigh.

As Ash settled into the couch, the soft cushions enveloping him in a warm, comforting hug, he let out a contented sigh. Hypno drifted closer, its eyes fixed on Ash's face, as if monitoring its trainer's every move. The pendulum on its forehead slowed to a gentle swing, the soft tick-tock a soothing accompaniment to the hum of the lamps. Ash's gaze drifted around the room, taking in the familiar contours of the furniture, the warm glow of the lamps casting a golden light on the walls.

As Ash's mother entered the room, a warm smile on her face, Ash's eyes locked onto her, his gaze intense. "Hypno, transform her into an Alolan Ninetales, happy to be patted by me," he commanded, his voice low and even. Hypno's pendulum began to swing faster, its eyes fixed on Ash's mother as it focused its hypnotic powers.

As Delia's gaze was drawn to Hypno's pendulum, her eyes seemed to glaze over, and her body began to relax, as if she were slipping into a warm bath. Her fingers, which had been clutching the doorframe, released their grip, and her hand fell to her side, palm up, like a flower drooping on its stem. Hypno's pendulum swung faster, its gentle tick-tock accelerating into a steady beat, like a metronome marking out the rhythm of Delia's transformation.

Delia's body began to shift and ripple, her curves blurring and redefining themselves into the sleek, quadrupedal lines of an Alolan Ninetales.

As the transformation took hold, Delia's skin itched and prickled, her pores flaring open as a soft, silky fur burst forth, covering her arms, legs, and torso in a thick, pale blue coat. The golden highlights of her hair lengthened and darkened, morphing into the flowing, wispier locks of an Alolan Ninetales, with small tufts of fur sprouting from the edges of her ears. Her fingers and toes merged into padded paws, each sporting a trio of claws that shone like polished ivory, and her nose elongated into a delicate, triangular snout.

As the last wisps of Delia's human form dissolved, the Alolan Ninetales stood before Ash, its pale blue fur glistening in the soft light of the lamps. The creature's nine tails, each tipped with a delicate tuft of white fur, twitched and quivered as it regarded Ash with an unblinking gaze. The eyes, once a warm, maternal brown, now shone like bright, sapphire orbs, filled with a deep, hypnotic calm. The Ninetales's ears, triangular and pointed, swiveled towards Ash, as if attuning themselves to his every word.

The Alolan Ninetales's ears, still swiveled towards Ash, twitched slightly at the sound of his voice, and its sapphire eyes seemed to gleam with a soft, obedient light. As Ash's hand made contact with its head, the Ninetales's nine tails quivered in unison, the white tips fluttering like tiny flags in a gentle breeze. The creature's pale blue fur, so silky and fine, rippled beneath Ash's touch, and it leaned into his hand, its triangular snout tilting upwards in a gesture of affection.

As Ash's hand stroked the Alolan Ninetales' head, the creature's tails waved gently, the white tips shimmering in the soft lamplight. The Ninetales let out a sigh, its breath warm against Ash's skin, and its eyes half-closed in pleasure. Ash continued to stroke the Ninetales, and the creature leaned into his touch, its body warm and soft.

just then Mimey came in and was about to ask what happened to delia when Hypno put it under a Hypnosis. As Mimey's eyes widened in surprise, Hypno's pendulum began to swing in a slow, deliberate arc, its gentle tick-tock filling the air. Mimey's gaze was drawn inexorably to the pendulum, its eyes glazing over as it fell under Hypno's hypnotic spell. Ash's voice was low and even as he commanded, "Hypno, transform Mimey into a Froslass, loyal only to me."

Hypno's eyes seemed to gleam with a soft, otherworldly light as its pendulum accelerated into a smooth, fluid motion.

Mimey's body began to shift and contort, its limbs elongating and merging into a flowing, humanoid form. The familiar white and pink of its Mr. Mime costume gave way to a hollow, ghostly torso, its edges wispy and indistinct. As the transformation took hold, Mimey's face dissolved into a featureless expanse of pale blue, its eyes shrinking to two glittering points of crystal blue that seemed to gleam with an otherworldly light. Two delicate ice crystals, shimmering with a frosty light, erupted from the top of its head, curving upwards like horns.

As the last wisps of Mimey's transformation dissipated, the Froslass floated before Ash, its hollow torso glowing with a soft, ethereal light. The delicate ice crystals on its head shimmered and pulsed, casting a hypnotic glow over the surrounding air. The Froslass's crystal blue eyes, now fully formed, regarded Ash with an unwavering gaze, their yellow sclerae seeming to gleam with an inner light. The creature's three small fingers, delicate and almost translucent, hung limply from the flared cuffs of its arms, as if awaiting Ash's command.

As Ash's gaze swept over the assembled Pokémon, his eyes gleamed with a sense of satisfaction and control. The Alolan Ninetales, still leaning into his touch, let out a soft, contented sigh, its nine tails twitching in a slow, rhythmic motion. The Froslass, its crystal blue eyes fixed intently on Ash, drifted closer, its delicate fingers fluttering like tiny wings as it hovered in the air. The Hydreigon, its three heads swiveling in unison, regarded Ash with a hypnotic gaze, its dark blue scales seeming to absorb the light around it.

Ash didn't care that he had just transformed his mother, Pikachu, Mimey, and Iris into Pokémon loyal to him. He was too caught up in the excitement of his newfound power. He looked at his transformed friends and family, and a feeling of invincibility washed over him. He was the one in control, the one who could change the world around him with just a thought.

He turned to Hypno, his eyes gleaming with a sense of power. "Hypno, transform me into a Mewtwo," he commanded.

As Ash's body began to shift and contort, his limbs lengthening and merging into a sleek, humanoid form, the air around him seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy. His skin, once a warm and sun-kissed brown, gave way to a smooth, gray hide that seemed to absorb the light around him. The transformation was almost fluid, as if Ash's very cells were being rewritten to conform to the image of the powerful Mewtwo.

The Alolan Ninetales, still leaning into Ash's abandoned touch, let out a soft, concerned whine as it watched its master's body change.

As Ash's body continued to shift and contort, his facial features began to blur and stretch, his eyes elongating into piercing purple orbs that seemed to bore into the souls of the surrounding Pokémon. The air around him rippled and distorted, as if reality itself was being warped to accommodate the emergence of the powerful Mewtwo. The Alolan Ninetales's concerned whine grew louder, its nine tails twitching in agitation as it watched its master's transformation with a mixture of fascination and fear.

The Froslass, still hovering in the air, regarded the transformation with an unblinking gaze, its crystal blue eyes fixed intently on the swirling vortex of energy that was Ash's body.

As Ash's transformation into a Mewtwo finished, the air around him crackled with an intense energy, as if the very fabric of reality was struggling to contain the power of the legendary Pokémon. The Alolan Ninetales's whines turned into a series of sharp yelps, its nine tails flaring outwards as it recoiled from the overwhelming energy emanating from Ash's new form. The Froslass, too, seemed to sense the danger, its delicate fingers twitching as it floated protectively in front of the Ninetales.

Ash's new plan is to become the first ever Pokémon that becomes a Pokémon master. With that in mind, he covets the power of the Pokémon he has transformed and uses them to do his bidding. He knows he must learn to use them carefully, lest he loses control of his power.

Ash turned to his Pokémon with a wide smile on his face. "I'm still me, Ninetales and Froslass," he said, his voice echoing in the empty training room. "And I have a plan for tomorrow."

Ninetales's nine tails twitched as it regarded Ash with a mixture of wariness and relief, while Froslass's gaze remained fixed on its master, watching him with an intensity that bordered on fear. Ash didn't notice their hesitation, lost in his own thoughts as he considered the possibilities of his newfound power.

"I'm going to use this power to turn my more useless Pokémon into stronger ones," he continued, his eyes shining with determination.