Eevee Heroes's Intoxicating Defeat

by AmurC_49 (ao3)

In a rather barren and yellowed field, because of the heat of the summer season just ended, three figures fought each other.
The first, a rather normal black-haired boy dressed as Salandit and with his head, except for the mouth, uncovered, was preparing to launch an attack of Smog: his bodysuit was torn in several places, and he didn’t seem able to hold out for much longer. Once shot, the gas cloud headed for the second figure, a thin but slightly muscular Leafeon girl with Pokémon-like ears on her head and hair that faded from green to white and a long braid behind her, that it was almost at the pelvis;
The latter, however, wasn’t reached by the attack, because between the two a third figure suddenly stood in the way, a rather slender boy dressed as Eevee with short brown ears and hair, which took the attack, poisoning himself.

«Here you go, Maki!» yelled the girl, before throwing a Pecha Berry to him: she knew with whom they were dealing and prepared herself accordingly, bringing several berries healing from burn and poison statuses.

«Munch... thank you, Arla!» replied the boy Eevee, getting back on his feet nimbly.

«Let’s finish this battle!» he continued, starting to applaud at his own pace. Arla understood what she was trying to do, and ran towards her opponent as a star-shaped mass of energy floated above her, increasing in size with each step.

«Ready, Maki?»

«Yes!» he replied, before shouting: «Helping Hand!»

«Last Resort!» she shouted back, hitting the enemy lizard boy directly, who remained helpless on the ground. Before they could figure out who he was, however, he quickly ran away.

After another look around the town and its surroundings, the two returned to their base as evening fell.

«And even today, nothing new to understand what is happening in this town.» said sad Maki, still transformed.

«Yeah...» replied Arla, before changing the subject and asking him «Do you mind if we stay on the roof to talk a bit?»

«Okay, has something happened?»

«Not really... I just wanted to do it» she said, smiling.

Arla loved her parallel life as a superhero, but she had also enjoyed the moment in the evening when, after defeating an enemy, the two will talk while seeing the starry sky, in a recess of the roof where they could see the surroundings from above, without being seen; during one of those evenings, Maki had called it "Sky Peak", also because they were in one of the houses higher up of the village, which was built along a hillside, like many neighboring villages. Originally uninhabited, the house became their new base, and they were prepared to face any threat that came their way.

They chatted for a while, then Arla asked him directly: «Do you think my way of doing would scare the boys?»

«Eh? What do you suddenly think?» Maki said confused.

«I can’t tell you exactly why, but I think that a tomboyish girl like me, with muscles in sight and who spends so much time training, is often put aside compared to other more feminine ones.»

«Come on, do you really think that?»

«I can only talk to you because you are the only one that knows about this part of me. Do you think I should hide this side better?»

«I don’t think so, Arla. In my opinion, hiding and suppressing certain sides of you leads either to not giving a proper image of yourself to others, or to yourself, until it is your own brain that can no longer do it; after you finally express yourself freely, you will think again about it and say "What a fool I was!". Better to be seen for what you really are from the start, don’t you agree? Maybe not completely, but in small steps...»

«Oh Maki, how cute are you!» she replied, and he noticed that she was more relaxed about it by the look in her eyes. He also noticed another nuance, which made him skip a beat; but that thought was neglected before it had even a definite form, and the two continued to do small talk together.

Meanwhile, in another part of the country, a girl had received news of the Salandit’s defeat, and she had not taken it well. «Once again they beat me...» said, punching angrily on the desk with his fist; fortunately, he had just closed his stream and his fans had not seen anything like it. She was a very particular person: normally she livestreamed online, played games like many other streamers, but secretly she was living also as Aphoxy, a girl dressed and with the powers of a Salazzle who attracted guys with disarming ease, convincing them to work for her. He had a foolproof way: during his streams, which had very slight hints but did not end on the NSFW side, she looked for quite active males in his chat and invited them to another streaming, hiding all as an exclusive invitation; after doing that, she would have lured her victim somewhere and used powerful aphrodisiacs on them, before giving them a Salandit and let them transform in a perfect, loving and obedient combatant dressed in a latex suit that resembles the species, ready to leave his old life to become a criminal in the service of his queen.

She loved being called Queen from them, preferring it to other terms such as Mistress, because she felt like a Vespiquen that controls her subservient Combees in order to accomplish a plan bigger than them, of which only she understood the purpose; at first it had worked without problems, but soon her subordinates were defeated, both alone and in groups, by that duo of superheroes, which was beginning to be very problematic for her.
She sent another Salandit just to take time (hoping slightly that he would beat them, which he didn’t), because she prepared a very specific trap for Arla, considered by far the most dangerous of the two; shortly after receiving the news of his defeat, she received another message from other subordinates who were working on it, telling her that everything was ready. Her plan had taken a small detour, but she felt ready to put him back on the right track.

A few days later, a voice started diffusing in the city: apparently, a black figure had been seen in the farmhouse on top of the hill, used many years before for the Wooloo pasture but fell into disuse after other routes were used for it. Hoping to find some news about the enemy they wanted to fight, Arla transformed herself, thanks to the link with her Leafeon, and arrived at the base, finding it open and seeing inside Maki, already transformed and intent on recovering his storage bag containing three evolutionary stones: he wants to evolve, but he hadn’t decided between the three elemental Eeveelutions.

«I see you haven’t wasted any time» said Arla, surprised.

«It seems we had the same idea!» said Maki, smiling happily.

The two then climbed the hill by foot, walking on old dirt roads built just when the farmhouse was active, then about seventy years before: there was some collapse of small rocks, but the two helped each other and managed to reach the cottage unscathed; however, the two were already under Aphoxy’s eye.

The door was closed, but Maki pushed it open several times: once they entered, they noticed that the interior had been totally redone in a way more similar to a house, with dark wood everywhere, electric lights that worked without problems and an impressive number of plants, occupying almost the whole main hall; the two remained close until the door closed itself, with a rather strong thud.

WHAM!

The pair approached each other, standing back to back and looking around them; but suddenly...

FFFFFSSSSH!

A gas was sprayed into the room: it was not harmful, but made it impossible to see each other and weighed down their breath; the two, struck by fear, broke off and tried to figure out where it came from. At that moment, however, strange dark purple and shiny tentacles captured Arla and pulled her into another room, which closed once she entered. When the gas went out, Maki was alone and tried to call her, but no one answered.

Arla was locked in a room, held with her back against a dark purple wall,was put against a wall made with the same material as the tentacles, rather soft but very strange, as if it was made of rubber; her arms and were blocked by them, holding her with their wrists joined over her head and her legs open, completely immobilized; In addition, a sweet smell permeated the whole room. He tried to wiggle, but without success: arms and legs moved slightly, but not enough to free herself.

«Hello, little leafy girl.» said a sensual female voice, which echoed throughout the room making her blush with shame. She had never been called so stupid, and doesn’t want to be tied up by who even thought a name like that: he continued to squirm, but even when the tentacles lost grasp on her body, they retaken it soon after, tightening it even stronger. Noticing that she was weaker than what had kept her tied, she decided to fight with her words.

«Who are you? Untie me now, or else…»

It was a very cliché phrase, she realized; in response, the voice said: «Your new ally.»

«What do you mean by ally?» she answered, determined: she had only one ally, that is Maki, and trusted only him as a partner in her battles; she would not be so easily persuaded, and would use everything she could to see him again, safe and sound.

«In a few minutes that challenging face will disappear, shall we bet?" answered the voice; she didn’t even have time to answer that one of those penis-shaped tentacles penetrated her quickly, before moving rapidly up and down.

«Do you really think this will break me? I’m stronger than that, and if I catch you I’ll kill you» she said in a much more angry tone; indeed, she was hiding fear under that façade.
«Can you avoid using only such cliches? Save your breath, because I don’t want to see you tired before fighting for me» she reacted in a rather cryptic way, before saying something that made her shiver.

«As soon as you come, I will take complete control over your body, erasing everything from your mind: basically, you will be my most powerful servant! Do you like the idea?»

Arla was afraid and hesitated, unable to respond in tone: as a local mind, she observed that all this depended strictly on the possibility of her coming. She was quite tough from that point of view, but the smell she breathed in the last minutes clouded her mind, and with every thrust she felt a bit more pleasure. She tried to resist, but only extended the time when she was still conscious; after half an hour, after being weakened more and more, she climaxed, completely losing grasp on her mind.

As she came, a black liquid similar to latex was sprayed inside from the tentacle that penetrated her: once the latter retreated, the liquid came out of there and expanded, covering her body progressively, destroying her Pokésuit: when it was finished, the second phase began. Small electronic devices were placed inside her real ears, bombarding her mind with strong waves to nullifying her powers and make it vulnerable, allowing Aphoxy to modify her personality and manipulate her memories; her face became more and more slave to the pleasure as the devices continued to transform it, until the latex that enveloped it transformed itself, becoming from a simple black layer to a black latex-like suit extremely technological, with some bright green lights protruding from it here and there, with the addition of a black mask covering her nose and mouth. That one was used to control his breath: it was connected to a tank placed behind his back, which contained a mix of oxygen and other aphrodisiacs from his mistress, and it would be the only thing that he would breathe from that moment on; also, beneath the tank there was a strange gear, with the same green light on her suit pulsing from a circle on its surface. Once completely subdued, Aphoxy ordered her to tell her everything about Maki, then delete almost all of her memories with him: hearing them one by one, she came up with an idea to also easily defeat and enslave him.

Maki, meanwhile, had tried to open the doors and break through the wooden walls, in an attempt to save his friend: however, the wood used for doors, walls and windows was fake, and everything seemed made of extremely thick steel, impossible to destroy in a few minutes even by Fire-type attacks, let alone an Eevee not yet evolved. He tried to evolve looking for the right stone, but at that moment Aphoxy pressed a button and released a strong sleeping gas, putting him to sleep almost instantaneously; when he woke up hours later, he saw Arla standing above him, quite different from what he remembered.

«What is that costume, Arla? Are you okay?»

«How sweet, he worries about me... poor thing, he doesn’t know what awaits him!» said, before smiling in a teasing way: because of the mask on her face, he didn’t noticed it.

«What are you saying? Hey, get it together!» said, before slowly approaching; in response, she used Razor Leaf on him and cut his suit, even wounding him lightly.

«Arla... what happened to you?» he asked to her, scared.

«I have found a new ally, and being his servant makes me feel... so good...» she replied, before panting and masturbating in front of him, putting one hand between her legs.

Maki did not answer, and he threw himself at her with all the energy that had in his body: Arla, meanwhile, had moved the hand used to pleasure herself to block his attacks, while with the other reached the bottom of the tank and turned the gear: in that moment all the neon green stripes of his suit became purple, but Maki doesn’t noticed it much, trying to come Arla to her senses.

After blocking the first one, she merely dodged Maki’s attacks, which were not very powerful as she usually only supported her: after a while the Eevee boy began to pant due to the fatigue, and decided to take one of the evolutionary stones carried with him, forced to evolve due to the power difference between them.
When, however, he reached the Fire Stone, suddenly he felt that air was cut off and fell on the floor, first stumbling and then falling backwards, gasping for fresh air: the stone, meanwhile, rolled away from both.

«How beautiful these plants, don’t you think?» observed sadistic Arla, who was towering over him. «Would you ever say that they are the ones that leave you… breathless?»

"W-What?” he thought, not speaking for fear of losing more precious air.

«Yes, I’ve reversed photosynthesis!» she said turning to a non-existent audience.

«In practice, all the plants in this room are now absorbing oxygen and releasing carbon dioxide, ready to be breathed by you! And that’s not all, because I’m breathing the oxygen they absorbed right now, so I can stay here forever! However, I couldn’t say the same for you...» she concluded, staring at him with a fake concerned face.

Maki stretched out his arm, trying to ask for mercy: seeing this, she continued talking, as she crouched on him and detached the bag.

«Honestly, I wouldn’t want you dead: the old Arla would say that you are cute, and it would be a shame to leave blood here, even if technically you should not lose any. Instead, what do you think of this deal? I give you all the oxygen you want, and you will be my slave!»

The absence of air prevailed, and he nodded and squirmed to let her know he had accepted.

«Perfect! Just give me a moment, then!» she answered, before being guided by the controllers in her ears to another room, where she found another mask, which she connected to her own tank.

Arla took it, connected and brought it near Maki’s mouth, whispering: «Little Vappy, I will keep you with me forever...», shaking and showing in front of his eyes the Water Stone that she had stolen: the absence of oxygen and the words that were whispered tenderly in his ear caused him to have a sudden erection, which made his penis protrude from the suit. Utilizing his final strength, he decided to approach the mask of his own free will, breathing as much as possible both from his nose and mouth: expecting this, Arla immediately put the Water Stone in his mouth, covering everything with the mask.

«MMMMMMMFFFF!» Maki yelled, trying to spit it out without success: unfortunately for him, thanks also to the oxygen that slowly reactivated his brain, he realized that it was a lost cause. Arla sat down over his chest, showing him her back and butt and touching his penis with her fingers, tickling his masochistic side: after a fruitless struggle, in which Maki waved arms and legs again to avoid his fate, he surrendered, and became a prisoner of the pleasure he felt towards Arla: he had not realized it until that moment, but he was also trying to suppress something, and the aphrodisiacs had only put him in front of the truth.

That something remained, until that moment, hidden in his heart: in the end, before surrendering to the joint attack of Aphoxy and Arla, he uttered something incomprehensible, only to leave that weight forever.

«What a fool I was...»

With that thought, he began his evolution into a new Vaporeon-suited boy, slave of his old friend.