Pokémon, they've all been turned into girls!

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Gardevoir lay limp on the wet floor, her whole body completely weak, yet she still waved to her departing trainer with tears in her eyes.

[Woo woo woo]

[No...no! I...I still...I still have strength!]

[No...don't go~]

Seeing this, the Nightmare God shook his head vigorously, wondering to himself.

This dream was strange, wasn't it?

Looking at Gardevoir in real life, whose face was flushed and who could no longer help but let out soft moans, she decided that she still had to find a different Pokémon girl to look at.

With this thought in mind, Darkrai swam over the huge living room and into the kitchen.

A pink and white Lolita-like girl wearing a cherry-white tutu is leaning against the cabinet, fast asleep with her beautiful eyes closed.

It seems that this Alcremie, who has transformed into a Pokémon girl, was just hungry and came to the kitchen looking for some food.

Well... let me see what kind of nightmares you'll have!

The Nightmare God excitedly licked his lips, then entered the Frost Fairy's dream with violet eyes.

[Waaaaah, Master, this position...this position is so embarrassing, ahhh!]

[Oh dear, this is too intense!]

[I can't take it anymore...]

Darkrai observed the dream for only a few seconds before becoming quite pleased with the Alcremie's frantic writhing and occasional high-pitched cries.

Clearly, this pink and white little girl had a nightmare.

She dreamt that her trainer was picking her up by the waist and beginning a horrific ordeal that lasted for 365 days.

Her tightly furrowed brows, her clenched lips, and the way her swan-like, smooth neck involuntarily tilted back all spoke volumes about the struggle and pain this Frost Milk Fairy was experiencing during her nightmares.

At first, Darkrai did indeed nod his head frequently, becoming more and more satisfied as he looked at it.

After all, her expression of impending collapse was far more normal than that of the veiled, mature woman in white Gardevoir just now.

But soon, the clever girl realized that something was wrong.

"Sigh~"

No...no...wait a minute!

The nightmare god quickly stopped, staring in shock at the final scene in his dream.

[Mmm]

[Waaaaah, it doesn't hurt... I love it so much]

At this moment, Alcremie, covered in filth, was held in her trainer's arms like a train bento box. Her starry eyes were wet, her pretty face was flushed, and her small pink tongue was exposed without any restraint, letting the fragrant saliva dripping from the tip of her tongue wet the plump snowball that was being kneaded at will.

Of course, that's not the key point.

After being tormented for so long, Alcremie didn't struggle or cry as expected. Instead, her pale pink pupils became hazy and watery, and she gradually let out soft, sweet moans from her delicate cherry lips.

In all her years, this was the first time she had ever seen such a scene!

Darkrai looked at the pink and white loli leaning against the wooden cabinet in reality, her honey dripping everywhere, and felt like his head was about to explode.

No, are you having a nightmare?!

Why do they all end up with that infatuated, sweet smile and a peace sign?!

Having already circled most of the cabin, this nightmare god, who was once revered and feared by people, fell into self-doubt for the first time.

Unlike other Darkrai of the same race, who can only use the Dark Hole move to put their opponents to sleep and cannot affect the dreams of those who are asleep, she is born with the power to create nightmares and can arbitrarily control and interfere with her opponents' dreams.

However, being proud, she usually doesn't interfere much.

Thousands of years ago, she could plunge most of the Sinnoh region into nightmares and trembling simply by influencing her external aura.

If Cresselia hadn't joined forces with the then-powerful Aura Hero, accompanied by the Crescent Wing, she wouldn't have been sealed away and slumbered in the cave of Mount Tenguan for so long.

But now, let alone most of the Sinnoh region, even the few Pokémon girls in this dilapidated wooden house don't seem to be affected at all!

Suddenly, Darkrai, refusing to believe in evil, set its sights on the last room—where lived the hateful figure that had appeared in the dreams of these Pokémon girls and had repeatedly ruined their plans.

"Sigh~"

Darkrai revealed a yandere-like smile.

Alright, she decided that in the end she would have to use her power to create nightmares and let this trainer experience it properly.

Chapter 67 A White-Haired, Yandere, Mature Woman? She'll Be Harshly Disciplined! (4500 words)

"Well"

Bai Ye, who was half asleep, was shone with a blinding light on her face and shakily opened her eyes.

"Awake? Fish Farmer~"

In the large detention cell, a tall, aloof, and alluring older woman walked in.

A cascade of white hair fell down to her slender and graceful waist, with the ends of her hair gently brushing against her full and plump hips.

Her snow-white face was stunningly beautiful and exquisitely refined. Her deep, fluorescent blue eyes looked over with interest, revealing a mature and alluring charm.

The black, slit skirt, draped to the ground, was made of a material as smooth as flowing water, cleverly clinging to her extremely voluptuous body, outlining a perfect, sexy curve. Her round, full breasts almost seemed about to burst out from under the skirt, rising and falling slightly with the breath of this white-haired mature woman.

Her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, and a pair of snow-white legs, as beautiful as jade, were revealed from the slit, long, fair, and exquisitely shapely.

If one could ignore her crazy and morbid temperament, one would definitely feel the urge to kneel down and submit completely.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Darkrai, nice to meet you~"

The white-haired, sickly-looking older sister slowly approached, gently tapped Bai Ye's cheek with her slender finger, and chuckled softly.

Upon hearing the name, Bai Ye paused slightly, looked down at his body which was tightly bound by hemp rope, and then looked at Darkrai in front of him with a terrifying smile. He subconsciously swallowed.

Damn it, it seems he's unleashed this ruthless nightmare god—

Bai Ye suddenly recalled the scene in the Tianguan Mountain cave. After the giant blacksmith took off the Crescent Feather, the Nightmare God should have already broken free from the thousand-year-old seal and seen the light of day again.

At this moment, he is in a dream controlled by the most powerful Darkrai in history.

Bai Ye looked around, his heart sinking.

A long, sturdy leather whip, a tall red oil candle, hard and solid handcuffs, and even a steaming branding iron and a sharp, gleaming iron nail.

This isn't just a simple nightmare; Darkrai, that white-haired yandere, is clearly trying to torture me to death!

"Hehe~ You said I should drip wax onto you little by little?"

"Or should we wrap the rope around your throat once on one side, then once on the other, and finally tighten it?"

Looking at Bai Ye, who was tied to a chair and whose face was almost black, the white-haired, yandere older sister covered her mouth and laughed.

Despite her cold and alluring appearance, the sight of a dazzling array of torture instruments behind her sent chills down one's spine.

She had been thinking for a long time about how to create a grand nightmare for the black-haired young man in front of her.

Betrayal? Defeat? Or death?

Suddenly, she remembered the scene of those people who were also farmers thousands of years ago training slaves.

Training? Interesting—

Unable to contain his excitement, the Nightmare God conjured up a bunch of torture instruments based on his memory.

"Hehe~ The wax and rope aren't quite enough~ I think whipping it is much more interesting~"

"Hey--"

As he poured hot oil down, Darkrai stared at the steaming whip in his hand, already itching to see the farmer struggle in agony.

"Ah~ Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle with you, Yang 1 Suspect Er VIII (four) 罒 (eight) a little bit~"

This white-haired, sickly, and domineering older sister then revealed a ferocious smile, her originally fair and charming face now displaying an extremely dangerous expression.

Nightmares—she loved watching the whip leave red marks on her tender skin, and hearing the painful, mournful screams that followed.

Of course, it would be even better if I could hear someone call me "master"~

However, the next second, the Nightmare God, who was about to lash out with his whip, was shocked.

The whip, which had just been raised and was covered in hot oil, suddenly slipped out of her control.

???

Like Darkrai, White Night, who was also firmly bound, was also stunned for a moment.

Just as this white-haired yandere was about to subject him to whipping, he subconsciously used the superpower he had previously acquired.

Incomplete version of superpower - telekinesis

And the result was obvious; it was an extraordinary success.

Wait

Bai Ye gazed at the whip that flew into his hand, recalling the scene of his first trial, lost in thought.

He seems to have discovered the true use of this [telekinesis] superpower—not only can he steal the clothes of beautiful girls, but he can also steal items that are held in their hands.

If that's the case, what if they weren't thinking about the items in their hands, but rather about a certain part of their body?

Meanwhile, Darkrai, unaware that the offense and defense had been altered, was still in shock.

This was clearly a dream she had created, yet the man tied to the chair before her was able to bypass her absolute control over the dream and snatch the whip from her hand in an unprecedented way.

Not to mention that normal humans and Pokémon don't have this power, even Cresselia, the goddess of dreams, who is her natural enemy, probably can't do this.

"How...how did you do that?!"

For a moment, Darkrai instinctively took a few steps back, a sudden tightness gripping his heart.

Like ordinary people and Pokémon, even the Darkrai, who holds power, is terrified of the unknown.

"I don't know, you can tell my superpower."

Looking at the nervous, white-haired yandere, Bai Ye chuckled and replied.

Although Darkrai has a high degree of control over dreams, he is unable to resist his superpowers.

Hmm... let's start with a fair, plump, and soft snow-white buttock~

Faced with his situation of being bound and imprisoned, he had already figured out how to deal with it.

In an instant, the white-haired yandere felt a surge of heat flow into her body, and her slender, snow-white body began to tremble violently with the thoughts of the man in front of her.

But this time, it wasn't the whip that was going to hit her, but her soft, fragrant buttocks!

"Hey, wait a minute!!!"

Completely unable to retaliate, Darkrai flew towards the black-haired youth in front of him as if he had used the "Godspeed" technique.

Because Bai Ye was tightly bound to the chair, with her hands locked to the sides of the seat cushion by the ropes, she could only turn her wrists slightly through the gaps in the ropes.

If we use the standard of telekinesis, whatever one thinks of will inevitably appear in one's hand.

"Mmm~"

The white-haired, sickly, and domineering older woman exclaimed in surprise, uncontrollably lying face down on the ground, sticking out her full and perky buttocks.

Suddenly, those two halves of her peach-like flesh collided with Bai Ye's hand, which was hovering in the air beside the chair, stirring up waves of alluring spray.

Exceeding the standard —

Feeling the softness in his palm, Bai Ye couldn't help but exclaim inwardly.

To be honest, it truly lives up to its reputation as a color-level superpower.

Although it's an incomplete version, its concept is amazing!

At this moment, although Bai Ye was bound hand and foot and could not move, he controlled everything like an emperor who looked down on the world.

The Nightmare God, who had previously boasted about whipping himself and acted arrogantly, knelt on the ground and offered his snow-white petal to his master, who was sitting in a chair, for massage.

The firm, fleshy, and honey-scented buttocks, kneaded by his hands, naturally took on various alluring and lewd shapes, making Bai Ye marvel at how excellent the Nightmare God's touch truly was.

After a while, a cold and angry female voice drifted over.

"Have you pinched enough?" You worthless farm owner!

Although the [Telekinesis] superpower can forcibly steal things, Darkrai regains the ability to act independently after the theft.