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Lucian paced in front of the bronze door impatiently. The Espeon wasn't used to cities, but his dream of belonging to a rescue guild had brought him to the second-largest metropolis on the continent. He'd spent hours gazing up at skyscrapers towering above the streets, carrying his small bag of belongings. It was an amazing experience, though by the afternoon he had gotten second and third views of many streets and buildings, becoming hopelessly lost. Finally, friendly passers-by had given him directions and he arrived at his destination, only to find the Inner Eye's guild headquarters with its ornate bronze door locked and barred. Needless to say, it hadn't been the best day of travelling for the Espeon.

The Inner Eye was one of the more famous rescue guilds, working to help all those in need. They consisted almost entirely of psychic types, so naturally Lucian felt drawn to them. He wasn't a born fighter, but felt brave enough - being a part of the guild had been his dream since he was an Eevee.

The Espeon had also hoped to learn more about his own psychic power. Since his evolution, he had been practicing the basic telekinesis and confusion moves, but he knew there was much more to his abilities. If there was any place for a new psychic type, it had to be the Inner Eye.

But now, it looked like Lucian's lifelong dream was stopped at the entrance to the guild. A handwritten notice attached to the door flapped in the wind, asking visitors to return in three days.

The Espeon didn't have three days, or even one. He hadn't made any other plans for this city, aiming only to start a new life from behind the bronze door. He'd already tried knocking and calling inside, but there was no response. Annoyed, he took a step back from the doorway.

"Hold on..." It really hadn't been long since the evolution, Lucian realized. He was still used to life as a normal type, but now he had more options. Shrugging off the bag from his shoulder, the psychic pokémon took a stance facing the building and reached out with his mind, looking for others.

There. Not even far away, a bright mind was sitting just a few steps behind the door! The Espeon bounded up to the door again, ready to hammer on it until the poké inside would at least speak with him - and found it opened before his paw hit the metal.

"Fine... You don't have to hammer our door to bits, come inside and you can tell me what you need." A red-eyed Kirlia stood in the doorway. She turned on the spot and walked back into the building. The Espeon followed.

"I'm Lucian, from Sun Forest. Thanks for-" "Kira. Guild Doorkeeper," she cut him off. "What is it you want? All the rest are gone on missions for the weekend, so you won't have any luck getting a rescue done today."

"Oh - I don't have a mission for the guild. I want to join it." Lucian weathered her skeptical look. After a few moments, Kira spoke.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but... you needed a few minutes before you even thought of checking for other minds in here. Guild work can get dangerous, you know? If you can't hold your own in a fight, you won't convince the leader to let you join. None of the members has much time to spare, and it looks like you'd need a lot of training."

"I can fight!" the Espeon took a step forward. "I've been practicing since I evolved!"

"On trees in your forest? No offense, but you need real training before you'll win a battle."

"You want a demonstration, then?"

"A fight? I wouldn't do that if I were you, Espeon."

"Well, I'm not just leaving like this."

The Kirlia sighed at the fiery Espeon. "Fine then. It's been getting boring anyway... We have a practice arena this way."

Before they entered the hall, Kira stopped and turned to face Lucian.

"You should know, I won't go easy on you if we do this. That means I'll hit where I'd normally hit an opponent like you in a fight -" A purple shimmer surrounded Kira, and the Espeon gasped slightly as an unseen force cupped his balls. "Just so you know. You can still change your mind."

"N- no, that's fair. Like a real fight, then." Lucian gulped as he made his way to his side of the arena. He called over to the Kirlia. "Ready?"

She gave a nod, and he took a step forward, thinking of how to start. Before he had thought of a plan, Lucian felt the psychic power grasp his sack and tug it away from his body. The Kirlia waited until the Espeon's eyes met hers, and tightened her telekinetic grip on him with a bored gaze. Lucian's balls ached even from the light squeeze, as he tried to use his own psychic power to free them. But he couldn't touch the invisible vice closed around his jewels, and trying to move them out of their prison with his own power only pressed them harder into the unrelenting grip. After a few moments of failed attempts, he let out a light gasp and tried to gather his thoughts.

"You really are new to this, aren't you?" Kira raised her eyebrows and tightened the trap by another fraction of an inch. She was rewarded with a wince from the Espeon, who was now starting to bend his knees and tremble slightly.

It didn't take long for the male to try a new strategy. Gathering his thoughts for a telekinetic attack, he aimed at one of the Kirlia's thin legs with a hope to trip her and break her concentration. He found his grip around her ankle - and his vision was replaced with starbursts as his opponent clamped the psychic vice down, crushing his balls to a tiny width. Lucian would have fully crumpled to the ground in agony if the female hadn't been holding his package in place. As it was, he was only half crumpled to the ground in agony, with his front flat on the ground and his rear held up by his squashed berries. His front paws stretched back to try and relieve the pain in his crushed balls, but he couldn't release himself from the Kirlia's psychic grip.

"If you didn't notice, I was listening to your thoughts again. Though I wouldn't have needed to, with an attack that slow!" If now was a good opportunity to end the battle, the guild's doorkeeper didn't make use of it. She lifted the helpless male by his balls, fully off the ground. Almost mercifully, she let his organs reinflate to their normal size, and instead allowed gravity's pull on his testicle cords to continue the moaning Espeon's torment.

"Please let me down, oh please... Agh..." The male kicked into thin air in his attempts to relieve the pain, only making it worse. For a few short moments, the Kirlia saw her victim's own power appear on his body in flashes of white and purple, but in this state he couldn't have lifted a peanut off the ground. Finally, the female released him, letting him fall to the ground and curl up in a shaking ball.

"You need to train your concentration if you ever want to survive a guild mission here. Until you can fight back while being hurt, every low-level Pidgey in the woods will be able to peck at your balls until you faint..." The Kirlia suddenly remembered something, a technique she'd been wanting to try out in the field... This Espeon would do, though. She kicked his legs out of the way, and softly stroked his manhood. Amazingly, it responded eagerly despite the male's pain, but that was welcome. She focused her psychic influence on three, then four internal parts of the male. "Like flipping a switch," the journal of the move's inventor had said. With her mind, she pressed, pulled and squeezed in the correct order - and suddenly Lucian bucked his hips, shooting load after load of his seed into the air. He was in a world of bliss where his climax was all he felt, and watched himself being drained with a confused fascination. It went on for far longer than a normal orgasm, and by the end the Espeon felt completely emptied, aching all over.

Kira herself needed a moment to recover. She had fully connected herself to the male's emotions as it happened. She stood weakly above him, breathing ragged breaths. Yes, this was a promising technique...

"Ahem... I'd say you've learned your lesson for today," the Kirlia said to the panting male. "You'd better get some rest, feel free to stay the night. We'll clean this up later."

As she left the Espeon for a long shower, Kira kept her thoughts strictly to herself, not wanting to risk any accidental mind reading. Maybe if she put a good word in with the guild leader, he'd be grateful enough to volunteer for some more experiments? The journal had more than five hundred different entries for psychic techniques, and they all seemed to specifically work on males. That could be an exciting prospect...