Gotta Strip Em All - Part 2

 Juniper squirmed as she felt the vines wrap around her ankles, threatening to truly expose her as the Rotom Dex wandered around ready to take the shot. Juniper felt her heart pounding against her chest, tears streaming down her cheeks as Verde pulled her legs apart, trapping her in a spread eagle position. Reyna smiled as she used her nimble fingers to spread Juniper apart giving a full view for the Rotom Dex to capture. Juniper whimpered at how exposed she was. “Please. No!” 

“It’s much too late,” Reyna said. “Is now a good time to tell you another tidbit? Professor Burns…. he’s not really a professor. In fact, he is a member of a certain team you may have heard of them, Team Rocket. It used to be a team organized for the sole purpose of stealing Pokémon, but after Jessie and James finally retired and the others slowly stepped down as leaders, Professor Burns or should I call him Miki Burns took over and decided to completely change the purpose of Team Rocket. So now instead of stealing Pokémon, Team Rocket is all about releasing Pokémon so they can be free. And of course we get the benefit of having the Pokémon on our side.”

“T-team Rocket? But how? W-why?” Juniper cried.

“Because Team Rocket has always been about making money and doing whatever it takes to be number 1,” Reyna said. “And right now our benefit is to align ourselves with the Pokémon not steal them. We made an agreement that we would work with the Pokémon to set them free and they’d be able to get their revenge on the trainers that force them to fight each other. Apparently Pokémon really don’t like fighting each other. And they were also persuaded to embarrass trainers instead. I’m not sure who told them to do that, but who am I to argue with them? They seem to like targeting young girls especially, but don’t worry, the guys have also had their fair share of embarrassment, I mean just look at the legendary Ash Ketchum. He's 65 and still getting embarrassed by his Pokémon. Although, this is the first time we’ve been able to document all of it. We were so lucky to have such a willing participant too.”

“B-but I didn’t know all of this,” Juniper cried. “I just wanted to be a trainer like Ash!”

“I guess that goal is going to be a bit difficult for you,” Reyna said. “But enough talk. Bulbasaur, I think you know what to do.”

Bulbasaur used a vine to tickle Juniper as it rubbed lightly against Juniper’s spread crotch. “Verde stop!” Juniper cried.

“I should mention, the Pokémon really hate these stupid nicknames you trainers give them. I mean seriously, is Green the best name you could come up with?” Reyna said. “And I don’t think the Pokémon are going to listen to you anymore.”

Juniper squirmed and squirmed but there was nothing she could do. “Stop!” She cried. “Please! I’m sorry! Don’t! Don’t do this! Please! I just want this to stop!”

Juniper sobbed as the vine continued to rub against her, tickling her precious buttons, especially one in particular. Reyna giggled, amused at everything unfolding. “Okay, Bulbasaur, you can stop now,” Reyna said. “It’ll be much more humiliating if she doesn’t get the satisfaction.”

Instantly, the Bulbasaur removed his vine and even unwrapped the ones around her ankles and wrists. Juniper fell to the floor onto her back as she cried, her pussy throbbing but her body craving a release. She clutched her crotch that was spread wide open. There she laid butt naked, unable to finish off after being toyed with. She desperately wanted clothes. She desperately wanted to rewind the clock and never set foot inside the professor’s lab or the fake professor’s lab.  It didn’t help that the Rotom Dex was continually capturing every detail, every moment of her humiliation. 

Juniper without thinking, inserted her fingers into her vagina and rubbed her clit. Lost in her own head, desperate to be relieved. She moaned and moaned not truly thinking about what she was doing. Not thinking that everyone was watching and that the Rotom Dex was still recording every detail. She just rubbed and rubbed until the bulbasaur wrapped its vines around her wrists and pulled them back. Juniper cried. “No! No let me release, please! Let me orgasm! Let me orgasm!”

Then she seemed to come back to reality as she realized everyone was looking at her and her face glowed red and her eyes widened. “You don’t get satisfaction,” Reyna said.

“P-please,” Juniper cried. “Let me go.”

“What do you think, Bulbasaur, Squirtle?” Reyna said. “It’s really up to you.”

Squirtle and Bulbasaur looked at each other and Squirtle turned to Reyna, speaking in her squirtle language. “Squirtle squirt squirtle squirt.”

“I see,” Reyna said, nodding. “Well you’re in luck, Juniper. You’re free to go and the Pokémon will still follow you, and you can even put new clothes on. I can’t say what they have planned for you, but you’ll continue your little adventure to becoming a Pokémon trainer and comply with whatever the Pokémon want to do. It is part of our experiment after all.”

Juniper cried as she ran for her house, clutching her private parts as she slammed the door shut. She desperately wanted to satisfy herself, but one look at the Pokémon told her she better not. So instead she put a new set of clothes on. She looked for a pair of underwear and as she was looking, Squirtle picked out a pair of her old eevee covered panties. “No, please,” Juniper said. “Can’t I wear normal plain underwear?”

Squirtle shook her head. Juniper sighed and put the pair of underwear on. She felt so childish in them, but squirtle picked out a pair of white shorts and handed it to her. “Come on, this doesn’t seem like a good idea,” Juniper said.

Squirtle gave her a look and Juniper sighed. Then Squirtle handed her a training bra with pikachu on them. Juniper didn’t bother protesting as she slipped on the training bra which flattened her breasts. And finally squirtle handed her a plain white shirt. Juniper put it on and to her embarrassment, it was sheer so her pikachu training bra was completely on display. Juniper wanted to protest even more as Bulbasaur undid her ponytail and changed them into pigtails using its vines. Juniper looked in the mirror and felt like a little kid was looking back at her. It was shocking how juvenile she appeared.

Juniper sighed as she was pushed out the door where Reyna was waiting for her. “Aw how adorable,” Reyna said. “Well, I just wanted to wish you good luck on your journey. And now it’s time for you to actually get going.”