It had been three months since last time, and Rebecca and her team of Pokémon couldn't have been closer. She was always an excellent trainer, by the books - each of her six Pokémon were always well-fed; their fur was washed, brushed and groomed every day; they were each equally trained, and given equal time in the field against opponents; among many, many other responsibilities the common trainer had to fulfill, Rebecca went above and beyond the typical call of duty for trainers everywhere, and each of her Pokémon loved her very much for it.

Considering that most trainers started on their journey across the globe to fulfill the typical 'be the very best, like no one ever was' dream at the ripe young age of ten or so, Rebecca was fairly old at eighteen, and only up to her seventh badge. She attributed her slow pace to the time-consuming little things that she needed to accomplish as a trainer. Things like feeding them and training them were common sense, but not everybody took an hour or two out of the day just to brush their fur. She could never decide whether she wanted to be a trainer, or a Champion, or just make a living winning beauty contests the world over.

Up until recently, Rebecca had only a single flaw to her reputation as a trainer. It wasn't anything public; it involved only her six Pokémon and herself. Namely, she had three female Pokémon, two male, and one indeterminate. Several times a year, the female Pokémon would enter their heat cycles, and Rebecca would never allow any of them release from their fiery torment, no matter how much they begged and whined. She was insensitive to their pleas, since she never had to feel the sensation of being so needy and couldn't grasp just what it was they had to go through several times a year - not to mention the fact that anything involving a Pokémon's genitalia just grossed her out to the point of nausea. It was primarily the females that were of any concern, but the scent of girls in heat made the males just as crazy. Often, they would get vocal and active with Rebecca, trying to convince her to let them mate, but she wouldn't have any of it. Any counter-offers to have them fixed were badly shot down, as well.

Rebecca had a female Lucario named Raine that was no different than the rest of her Pokémon. She loved her trainer with all her heart and would jump through any hoop Rebecca had asked of her, because she respected the human just that much. She knew of the conditions of most other trained Pokémon and how they were raised by their own respective trainers, and she knew that the amount of love and care Rebecca showed them all was certainly unique. As a Pokémon, she considered herself incredibly lucky to know Rebecca, but as a girl that was not allowed her sexual release, she was living in a special kind of hell.

Things came to a head when Raine caught her trainer in bed with her boyfriend, doing the dirty herself. Raine had never been so outraged in her life - Rebecca never had to experience the kind of torturous fire in their loins that half her Pokémon had to feel several times a year, and there she was, having sex with her boyfriend behind their backs. She felt she couldn't let that kind of hypocrisy go without some kind of comeuppance, so, with help from Rebecca's Alakazam Reginald, she managed to brainwash Rebecca in her sleep. It sounded a little extreme, to rewire their trainer's head just because she was a hypocrite, but Raine was furious and in the middle of her own cycle, so she was biased towards her own decision. Not to mention, Rebecca's idea of abstinence was just as ludicrous, so Raine thought she was in the right.

Besides, it wasn't so much 'brainwashing' as it was 'suggesting' - Raine had no control over Rebecca, exactly, but, by using specific scents and keywords, Raine could suggest Rebecca do something for her and Rebecca would be overcome with an incredible urge to do whatever it was by her own volition. Whether it was to start doing jumping-jacks, or to perform cunnilingus on her needy sex right there on the spot, Rebecca would get this incredible urge to want to do it, and she would with a smile on her face. Raine thought ahead, of course: she implanted keywords to make Rebecca do other things a bit more subconsciously, such as get insatiably aroused with just the utterance of a phrase, or the ability to orgasm by just saying a few words. Initially, the plan was to just teach Rebecca a lesson - while she was all a Pokémon could ask for in a trainer, she couldn't simply overlook a very vital part of a Pokémon's life and instincts just because it grossed her out. Arguably, though, Raine had gotten a little carried away with the whole thing, starting with using her control over her trainer by having wild, amazing sex with her in her own bedroom.

Raine's abuse of her control notwithstanding, Rebecca certainly came around and re-evaluated her stance on Pokémon estrus and what they should do about it. It was a surprise to the rest of them, but practically the very next day, Rebecca let them go nuts whenever one of them was in heat. If her Lucario or any of her female Pokémon entered their heat cycles, Rebecca would prefer they mate with one of her male Pokémon rather than going to a breeding centre or just screwing an opponent Pokémon, or worse, a wild one, but either way, she was fine with them doing what they needed to douse their fires.

Most of them took Rebecca up on her offer (Rory and Reginald couldn't have been happier), but Raine in particular very rarely turned to a male Pokémon for help, instead relying on the expert 'advice' of her trainer. There wasn't a romantic relation between the human and her Pokémon, less because society wouldn't agree to it and more because what they had was complicated enough without tossing in emotions. Out in the open, Rebecca conducted Raine in battle with practiced expertise and dressed her up to be a knockout at the Pokémon beauty pageants. Behind closed doors, Rebecca was at the mercy of her Lucario's every sexual whim and desire, and they both loved it. It was complex enough without their emotions in the mix.

Her other Pokémon only had sex whenever the girls were in heat, but Raine was a different case. Maybe it was because of the brainwashing, or maybe it was because Raine enjoyed being dominant and Rebecca enjoyed being submissive, but no matter which way they tried to cut it, sex with each other was just better. Rebecca had had sex before their first time together after the brainwashing, and Raine had had sex after the fact, but they both agreed that being with each other just made their releases harder, longer, and numerous. From the typical cunnilingus and sixty-nines to atypical double-ended dildos and docking in the shower, Rebecca got off harder whenever her Lucario was with her, and whenever Raine said those magic words.

They grew more and more intimately aware of each others ticks and fetishes with each encounter. Rebecca loved having her tits played with, while Raine loved the feeling of Rebecca's fingers raking across her fur. Rebecca liked being talked dirty to, while Raine loved to have her feet tickled. They didn't have sex every day, but each time they did was something new, exciting and exhilarating. Whenever Rebecca least expected it, she'd get a whiff of that familiar Lucario sex smell and she'd be asked if it pleased her, and for the next few hours, they'd have a long and passionate lesson on who the master was.

Three months had passed since Rebecca learned just who was in charge whenever they were alone. The early morning sunshine passed through the glass of the open windows into the kitchen as Rebecca made herself a simple breakfast; just a few slices of bread with some butter, along with a tall mug of coffee. The house was totally empty aside from herself, Raine, and Regina, her Blaziken. The others were still in their balls resting on her bed in her bedroom. The house didn't belong to her, exactly; it belonged to her parents, but they lived clear on the other side of the country. She was renting it from them, and the plan was to buy it from them outright once she got up the funds.

She didn't have a lot of plans for the day - she had recently acquired her seventh badge and just got back from the long trip in between her house and the gym she got it from. She was spent; her whole plan was to just laze about all day. Maybe watch some television or read some online romance novels in between grooming her Pokémon, but otherwise nothing particularly physical. She hummed to herself when she looked out the window to see that her lawn had gotten particularly overgrown in her absence, but for today, she just plain didn't want to go out and do something about it.

She took a few sips from her freshly brewed coffee while she gazed out the window, waiting for her toast to pop. She thought of nothing in particular while she waited - her recent battles in the gym; any contests coming up that she should enter; shopping for the latest fashions; her mind was full of the usual nothings while her mind still tried to wake itself up. She wore little while she stood over the sink; just her underwear and a simple grey T-shirt with a witty 'my eyes are up there' line across its chest.

The toast popped, and she seamlessly pulled a butterknife from the cupboard. She whistled to herself a nameless tune while she went about dressing the bread in the butter, unaware of a set of light footsteps tip-toeing up from behind her. The rapping of the knife across the hard toast and the sound of her own whistling masked the footfalls from behind her, and before she knew it, a pair of furry blue arms, black at the paws with filed metal spikes on the backs of their 'hands' wrapped tightly around her torso, gripping her shoulders in a constrictive X-shape.

Rebecca hit the last note of her happy, mindless whistling on a surprised note once the hands clamped on her shoulders. She nearly dropped the knife and her food in surprise once she was pulled into the embrace. Whoever was holding her from behind was doing it a bit awkwardly, though; her 'attacker' was leaning its own shoulders in while keeping its chest out, as if trying to protect something on its own chest from coming into contact with her back.

"Hey, master," a smooth, playful voice said coyly in Rebecca's ear. Raine was nuzzling herself into Rebecca's neck lovingly as she spoke, her grip squeezing lightly onto the human's shoulders at the end of the sentence. Since Raine had asserted her psychological control over Rebecca, they both knew who the real master was between them, but Raine entertained her by calling her the respectful title anyway - not to mention, it would be a little awkward if one of them slipped up out in the open by calling the other by the wrong name.

"Hey, Raine," she replied once she calmed down from the sudden shock. Raine was always the morning-type, and was always happiest just as everyone was waking up. "Shouldn't you still be asleep? We had a hell of a gym match yesterday."

"Nah," she replied, keeping her grip on her trainer's shoulders, switching her muzzle to the other shoulder. "You raised a tough bunch on Pokémon, master; a little exercise is nothing at all." She released her hold and spun Rebecca around. "And speak for yourself, too! You're the one who's hiking cross country for all this, not us. Your legs must be killing you."

"Not really," she replied, placing the knife and the toast back on the counter while she spoke to Raine. She wrapped her hands loosely around her hips, keeping her Pokémon close, and Raine did likewise. "I'm maybe a little tired, but I'm fine. If you can take a Thunder Punch to the face, I can take a little walk."

Raine hummed to herself, amused. "That little punk was a pushover. Nothing my mighty muscles couldn't handle." They both giggled at the joke. "So what are the plans for today? Any contests going on?" Raine was always affectionate, but ever since their relationship took a boost three months ago, they got a little more touchy-feely with each other every day. They were holding each other by the waist, their hips swishing back and forth slightly as they spoke casually, almost dancing in the kitchen.

"No. The plan today was to just sit like a lump all over the place. No contests for the next few weeks; no more gym battles for a while; not even gonna go out and mow the lawn like I probably should."

"Uh-oh," Raine said in a kind of mock-concern. "And no grooming? My fur isn't going to comb itself."

"I'm sure you know how to work a comb, Raine."

"With these hands? I can hardly pick it up, much less get the knots out of my furry hair."

Rebecca laughed to herself. "I wasn't going to skimp on the grooming, Raine. Who do you take me for? Anything less than the best?"

"Of course not," Raine replied, leaning in to give Rebecca a quick kiss on the lips. "Nothing less than the best for us." That particular movement wasn't so out-of-place for Raine, but the Pokémon sliding her right leg in between the human's, and moving the human's left in between her own, could only mean one thing in particular. "Got any room in that busy schedule of yours for some personal time?"

Rebecca hummed, feeling the movements of Raine's leg press and slide against all the right sensitive areas through her panties, returning the favour through Raine's grew-on 'pants'. "I know you're the morning type, but so soon? After a gym battle, for that matter?"

"Eh," Raine shrugged, feeling her and her master's sex moistening through the motions. She wasn't in heat, but that was hardly an excuse. "We hadn't had any fun since before leaving for the gym weeks ago. Call it morning wood, if you have to justify having kinky sex like I know you want to."

Rebecca laughed out loud. "Raine, 'morning wood' only applies to guys. I don't even know where you got that from."

She looked legitimately surprised to hear that from her master. "Really? I thought it just meant being horny when a person wakes up." Their rubbing was growing more insistent, but neither of them were making any decisive moves yet; Rebecca wanted to smell her Lucario's arousal, which was the key to getting her 'started', and Raine knew exactly what she was waiting for. Not that she had to wait any longer, her rowdiness more than enough to start sending out signals.

"No, see, when a guy just wakes up, his dick -"

"I just have one question," Raine said suddenly, leaning in close to Rebecca. The tip of her muzzle just bumped her master's nose, her narrowed, seductive red eyes staring deep into Rebecca's own. She moved her right paw up to Rebecca's left shoulder, while she moved her left around, sliding it under the waistband of her panties, gripping the human's cheek tightly. Rebecca could feel Raine's hot breath wash against her neck and down her loose T-shirt as she moved in. She gasped lightly on reflex once Raine grabbed onto her ass, and she unwittingly got a weak-but-strengthening smell of that oh-so-titillating aroma. "Does this please you, master?" Raine asked, only loud enough for Rebecca to hear.

Rebecca's knees suddenly went weak, and her legs began to wobble underneath her. Her grip on the Pokémon weakened as she suddenly lost control over herself. That last sentence was one of the few keyphrases Raine had programmed into her mind, causing her arousal to spike incredibly every time she said it. It was a difficult sensation to describe for her - before she hears her Lucario say those words, she was just feeling a little horny and in the mood, but after, her sheer need to get fucked hard and long was unbearable. It was meant to simulate what her Pokémon had to go through several times a year before she allowed them to do something about it, and it worked, and then some.