FA: ~Dead_Monsoon
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Hypnovember 2023, Day 10: Matter over mind(rubber Toxtricity TF)
Themes:  goo / gooning / dual masturbation / brain-drain
Word count: 1,293
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You toss the dusk ball containing your newly traded-for partner Pokemon onto the floor of your room. 

Not the smartest place to unleash a powerful beast, in hindsight, but… from what you’ve heard, he should be more than capable of controlling his power.

In a flash of light, he emerges. A Toxtricity, amped-form, standing proud. As he adjusts to his surroundings, you frown.

Does this species usually have such a… sheen to them?

“Tox…” It rumbles, investigating your bed. No, you’re not imagining it… a faint sound, almost like balloons rubbing together. Coming directly from the Tox.

This feels… off.

He turns to regard you with his narrow eyes, his incorporeal yellow mane crackling steadily. His expression seems to convey a sort of laid-back smugness. Admittedly, just the sort of mood you’d expect from a Toxtricity.

You issue a command to come closer. He simply continues to stare, a soft sound bubbling in his throat. Hm, must be a very high level if he’s able to resist so easily.

After a few more attempts to get through to him, you sigh with exasperation, and head over to pick up the ball lying next to him. You can always try again tomo- 

You stop short. You can’t quite believe what you’re seeing.

Your Toxtricity has whipped out his cock right in front of you and begun to rub it.

You stare in disbelief. What… how should you even handle this? You’re still hoping to retrieve the ball, but… some part of you hesitates to come close now. What are you afraid of…?  “Tox…” As you stand there all indecisive, he serenely rubs himself up to full length. He huffs softly, eyes glazing over and tongue just beginning to poke out. And there it is again… that… squeaking sound. 

You’ve tried to ignore it, but… you KNOW you’ve seen Toxtricitys around before, and they DEFINITELY didn’t look so shiny, let alone sound like this. Is he defective, or…?

Your thought trails off as your eyes settle on that fully erect Tox dick. You didn’t mean to, honest. It just… somehow…

Took hold of you.

As if emboldened by your stupor, he switches to a one-handed grip, and calmly extends the other straight toward you, his bulbous fingertips outstretched as if inviting your own hand. His face twists into what can only be described as a smug grin, like you’re his prey. And at this point?

Well, it’s gotten awfully hard to think, all of a sudden. You still can’t pry your eyes away from his pulsing cock. And when you notice that 3-fingered hand stretching toward you? Instinct takes over.

Your hand rises almost of its own accord to meet his. He grabs it, and you gasp as you feel… SOMETHING coursing from his hand into yours.

And then rapidly flowing up your arm to the rest of your body. You shudder involuntarily. 

You almost start to feel sick… but then the feeling evolves into something far more novel.

You huff deeply, still standing static as if paralyzed. Your eyes unfocus, and your head starts to swim. It’s… overtaking you…

Losing… control… so hard to… think…

The Tox eagerly steps closer, taking a break from his fapping to tear your clothes off one article at a time. You stand nice and still and let it happen. It all felt awfully… restrictive anyway…

Your lower half is opened up, and… yep, your cock’s on full display, trembling and hardening, betraying your keen interest in what’s unfolding. The Tox coos, and leans down to give it a big fat lick.

“T-Tox!!” You exclaim without thinking. Why did you do that…? …You would’ve though under normal circumstances. But that thought never even gains purchase in your mind. All you can focus on is the sheer PLEASURE. 

The poison courses through your veins in abundance. You can sense it acutely in your system, making absolute mayhem…

But it’s no ordinary poison. Not designed to kill, but to enhance.

As the Tox stands back upright and resumes his… escapades, you find yourself gleefully joining in. You rub yourself, panting hard and absolutely losing yourself. The rubbery squeaks in the air egg you on; such a lovely sound. 

At least now you’re not fixated on his cock anymore… just your own, as it grows, expands… taking on a purple hue, as well as an impressive sheen.

It feels INCREDIBLE.

You speed up, your own tongue hanging out, and the Tox follows suit. You can FEEL the smoothness and gentle creases on its surface now… 

And then you feel it permeating your hands. Watching your fingers grow and merge, and swell into bulbous tips. Durable spiked cuffs growing straight out of your wrists.

Gosh, this feels so so right. Your mind is an absolute haze, in the best possible way. All rational thoughts are scattered to the wind.

And having your partner here doing it right alongside you just eggs you on even further.

The two of you start to huff in sync with one another. You rub in sync with one another. Then comes repeated utterances of “Tox… T-Tox!!” As your new nature becomes ever more clear. 

Your skin develops into a shiny, rubbery purple, with a nice light blue all across your front. Your form grows stocky, yet lanky, just like his. 4 tall bumps form on your chest.

The two of you stroke faster and faster, all else forgotten. This is all that matters. The pleasure, the indulgence, the release. Just a mindless… low-key form…

“Tox. Tox… T-tricityyyyy…”

Your rubs become furious. You can FEEL the brainpower oozing out of your ears as their form dissolves into your skin. Your face blissfully stretches into a stunted amphibian snout, a tall horn forming on your flattening face. Hot energy radiates behind you as your blue electric mane flares to life, and spikes jut out on either side of it.

And the rubber becomes all-consuming.

Your mouth hangs open. Your tongue flaps about. Your utterances become desperate shouts: “TOX! TOX! TOOOX!”

You never want to be anything else. You never want another thought in your head. You just want to keep fapping and gooning and fucking with your partner endlessly…

Minutes could have passed. Hours, for all you care. All that matters is your eager cock, and your perfect form, devoid of any trace of humanity. 

For endless stretches of time, the two of you squirk and squeeze and jerk it as fast as you possibly can, the dopiest looks on your faces. The air crackles dangerously around you two.

Then, finally, you snap. You surrender your mind utterly.

Surrender to the pleasure.

Surrender to the indulgence. 

Surrender

TO

THE

RELEASE.

“TOXTRICITYYYYYYY!!!!!”

The two of you erupt in twin explosions of bubbly cum, splattering one another and streaking all across the room. The stuff bubbles and sizzles where it lands, corroding and dissolving whatever it touches.

Far be it from you to care. With this, your mind is no longer that of a human. 

Only that of a simple, sex-craved Pokemon. Memories, personality, identity… all secondary to the all-consuming lust.

“Tooooox… tris…” You wheeze, your energy spent. You’ve had your fill for now, but your lust-driven mind is plenty aware that the urge will be back in full force.

The two of you move as one to tumble onto the bed, its sheets partially melting under your seed. Neither of you spare any concern for that.

All you need to think about is one another. Your perfect rubbery forms.

All you need to feel is one another. Your perfect, glorious, perfectly complementary, incredibly hot rubbery forms.

And so you do, all into the night. Quickly losing your spent forms to sleep, just as surely as mind has been lost to matter~