Recruitment Drive

The pair stood together in Misty's bedroom, one girl completely naked, her body shining with sweat and her orange hair in a mess whilst the other girl stood clothed in a skimpy Team Rocket uniform made up mostly of thin fabric and leather. Both girls were smiling in excitement, Misty bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet as she repeated May's last words to her.

“My uniform?” she asked happily, her voice bubbling with excitement “You mean I get it right away? And I can have it however I want?” May held up a calming hand, though she too bore an excited grin on her face. “Exactly as I said, I cant wait to see what you come up with... but before that we need to get back to the hideout, It's still early morning but I don't need to point out that a Team Rocket member and the towns naked gym leader might attract some attention out here.” Saying this she strode over to Misty's wardrobe, flinging open the doors and casting an appraising eye over the girls clothes. Misty stepped forward too, examining her old clothes with a look of disdain on her face. “I cant believe I wear these” she muttered to herself as she searched. “Their so... boring, they aren't at all flattering, uh did I really use to think these would attract guys? Their just so tame!” Frustrated she reached the end of her clothes, a smile gracing her face as she reached out to touch her various swimsuits, pulling them from their hangers to show May. “These however... nice and tight, they show off some skin, I bet I could get anybody I wanted wearing these.” Holding them against her body she posed for the giggling May, going through each swimsuit in turn before finally selecting a white one piece swimsuit, the kind she normally used for her performance swimming classes. She continued talking as she carefully pulled it on, smoothing out any wrinkles until the suit fit her like a second skin. “This though, ah I used to feel so self conscious wearing this, doesn’t leave much to the imagination does it? Now I just feel... sexy.” Running her hands over her body she spun on the spot, allowing May to see the way it formed to her body perfectly, its aerodynamic properties only serving to show off Misty's incredible body.

“That's not much better than when you were naked!” answered May as her eyes roamed over Misty, starting with her long, smooth legs and travelling up her body, over her breasts as they strained against the thin material and to the redheads smiling face. “Remember, inconspicuous.” she added, hands on hips as she watched Misty pout. “Oh alright, ok what if I put this blue jacket on over it?” she asked, grabbing the garment in question and throwing it on, posing again once shed done so for May's benefit. “It'll have to do” replied May, giving misty an appreciative look before adding “I like it anyway. I suppose as Gym Leader you do spend a lot of time in that sort of outfit, mmm think of all the boys you must have had lusting after you wearing all these tight swimsuits and bikini's, probably some girls too.” Misty squirmed slightly at the thought. “Oh don't” she replied “Just thinking about that is going to make me wet again, lets get going already, unless you have any orders for me right now?” she asked, leaning back against the wall, spreading her legs and gazing suggestively at May.

The rocket commander paused for a moment, wanting to reach out and take Misty once again before her orders came to the fore again and she giggled, beckoning Misty forwards with one gloved finger, slipping an arm round her and giving her a quick kiss on the lips as the girl came to stand by her side. “Not right now, remember you have your team induction later.” she said, releasing Misty and stepping back, turning towards the door. “First things first though, make it out of Cerulean and out to the cape.”

The pair left the gym without incidence, Misty placing the “Closed for Repairs” sign on the doors before they left to explain her absence. Neither of them expected the ruse to last for very long, but who cared? They were both young, free and happy with their new roles as property of Team Rocket. They left Cerulean the same way May had entered, slipping through shadows without incidence until they reached the outskirts of the city where they felt it safer to use the main footpaths as they made their way out to the Cerulean Cape. Finally reaching Kanto's renowned dating spot Misty stood silently, watching as May stepped up to the edge of a small copse of trees, reaching up to run her glover finger slowly along the metal collar that she now wore clasped around her upper arm. As she did so it glowed a faint green colour, as if recognizing her touch. Moments later Misty watched in amusement as a pair of grunts stepped out from the tree line, their mouths open as they took in the two women in front of them. For a moment they stood there gawking before May cleared her throat loudly placing her hands on her hips and giving the pair a withering glare, prompting them to salute swiftly, snapping to attention and blurting out “Sorry Commander May, Lieutenant Misty! Right this way please.” May turned to wink at Misty who grinned back, making an extra effort to shake her hips as she passed the grunts, enjoying the way they tried in vain not to stare as she passed them, stepping into the woods. “Dumb grunts” she chuckled to herself, not even bothering to glance over her shoulder at the pair as they followed the officers to the hideouts entrance. The way into the Cerulean hideout was a simply set of steps cut into the ground, the entire facility being underground to hide it from aerial view, whilst the woods were guarded to prevents any unwitting couples from stumbling in. The two grunts left the officers at the entrance, watching out of the corners of their eyes as the two young women descended, a thick steel door swinging open to allow them entry. Just before they passed through Misty spun suddenly, a mischievous look in her eye and blew a kiss at the two grunts, winking at the red faced grunts before turning again and following May into the hideout, leaving the two grunts to breath a collective sigh of relief before discussing the new lieutenant. “Did you see her?” asked one, staring longingly down the stairway after the pair, The new Lieutenant is hot!” The other let out a long whistle before replying. “Your telling me, and she isn't even in uniform yet, If its anything like Commander May's or the rest of her unit then she's gonna look even better next time we see her... and she's a tease as well, did you see that kiss she blew me? Damn I love this new unit the boss set up.” The other one perked up slightly at this “What do you mean, this kiss she blew you? That was aimed at me! It was obvious!” he said, jabbing a finger at his chest to emphasise his point. “Like hell it was” replied his companion angrily. “Look I'm telling you it was for me and don't you go disagreeing...”

May smiled to herself as she heard the two grunts arguing at the tunnels entrance, not even bothering to keep their voices low. She made a mental note to have them reprimanded for that later, maybe she would hand out the punishment duty to Misty... yes that certainly could be interesting. She had noticed Misty's casual flirting with the grunts, the way she was using her body and her new, sexual personality. “The collar worked perfectly” she thought to herself, glancing down at the band wrapped around her arm. “Her new personality is absolutely perfect, she's already my ideal lieutenant and she's only had one training session...” Her thoughts trailed off as she concentrated on navigating the pair of them through the labyrinthine corridors of the hideout, ignoring the grunts who snapped to attention as they passed, noticing the way Misty was eyeing up some of the more attractive ones whilst shooting glares at some of the more disgusting specimens. “She's already taken on her role perfectly.” she thought to herself as they rounded a corner, watching Misty casually brush against a blonde woman travelling the other way, shooting a suggestive look over her shoulder as they walked on, leaving the blonde blushing furiously.

After a while May eventually signalled for Misty to stop, the pair of them standing outside a room marked “Outfitting”. Turning to face the redhead she leant against the metal wall, folding her arms across her chest as she began her explanation. “First of all, this is the outfitting room, this is where we all go for uniforms, the grunts all receive the standard stock, but officers like us...” she swept a hand down her own body at this, indicating her point. “We get something a little more special. In a minute we can go in and you can ask for anything you want, they will make your outfit there and then, then you will dress properly, leave your old clothes behind and come to the unit barracks with me, is that understood? Good, now remind me what you have learnt so far.” Misty snapped to attention at the order, as she began to repeat what she had learnt. “I obey Commander May, I love Commander May, I am the property of Team Rocket, There are no laws, rules or restrictions save what my Commander places on me, or I place on the grunts below me! I am proud to serve my Commander!” She finished her mantra with a salute, a smile on her face as she added “And I love every second of it.”

Grinning May beckoned for Misty to enter the room, stepping in after her and pulling the door to as the redhead looked all around her, taking in the racks of uniforms that hung up in their hundreds all along the walls, crates of material and equipment piled up in heaps around the room, crowbars resting against their wooden surfaces, ready to pry open their lids to reveal their contents. Misty stepped forwards between the rows, ignoring a greasy haired young man that ran up to her, saluting and offering assistance. She simply brushed past him, leaving him standing, his face reddening as she instead walked up to a young grunt, about eighteen years old, with long dark hair and blue eyes. She tapped him on the shoulder, causing him to turn and step back in surprise, hurriedly snapping to attention as he saluted, fighting to keep his eyes on Misty's face and not sneak a quick peek as he talked. “Sorry miss, you must be the new lieutenant, I didn't realise, please forgive my rudeness.” Misty stepped closer to him, reaching out with one hand to run her fingers over his chest, circling him like a shark as he stood, both perplexed and aroused by her actions. “Oh think nothing of it, I was just wondering if you could help me get sorted with a uniform, this swimsuit is oh so tight, don't you agree?” She stopped in front of him, shrugging off her jacket and tossing it to one side, where it was caught by the greasy haired man, a look of jealousy on his face as Misty displayed herself for her new guide. “Er, yes Miss Misty, very tight... Erm, what did you have in mind?” He managed to stammer, his eyes fighting a losing battle as he fought not to stare at Misty's body, a task make much harder as she spun slowly on her heel, showing how the swimsuit clung to every curve of her body as she stalked away through the aisles of uniforms.

“I was thinking about something along the lines of the good commander here.” She called over her shoulder, taking control and beckoning for her guide to follow her, snapping off a quick salute and a “Commander May” to the smirking Brunette as she lounged on a crate, her leather clad legs crossed as she watched Misty toy with the young man. “I want the same gloves, hat and skirt, and a pair of those boots too. I especially love the top, especially the way its so tight and thin, don't you think it shows off her assets perfectly?” she asked casually, shooting a sly look at May as the helpless grunt stared at the commanders breasts, admiring the way the thin material clung to them. “I see you agree” Misty added, bringing his attention back to earth as she added “It's rude to stare though.” Immediately he snapped to attention again, taking off after Misty again as she stalked through the rows, murmuring apologies as he was swept along in her wake. “I want that skirt too, though do you think you could add a slit in the side? It would make it much more... flexible. And the underwear too, don't bother with a bra, it wont be needed, but for panties... hmm I have an idea, why don't I let you pick something out for me?” watching with a feral grin as his eyes widened at the suggestion. “Ill tell you what, she said, cutting across him before he could respond. “You go get all my new clothes, and any recommendations you might have, whilst I go wait, do you have a fitting area for me? Or would you prefer if I just stripped off here in front of you?” The young grunt swallowed nervously, completely at a loss as to how to deal with this sexual new lieutenant, all the members of the new unit were flirts, their uniforms alone were enough to attest to that and he had heard plenty of rumours relating to the way they recruited, but this was the first member he had encountered himself. All he could say was that the rumours suddenly sounded a lot more plausible. Deciding to play it safe he tried to best to ignore her teasing, pointing towards the back of the hall to a set of doors cut into the walls. “You can change down there miss, I'll be along with your uniform shortly... and er... the... additions you asked for.” Smiling, Misty made sure to brush against him as she passed, swaying her hips enticingly as she made her way to the doors he had indicated, every eye in the room following her.

The man stood frozen as he watched her saunter away, his eyes fixated on her swaying arse, admiring the way the swimsuit clung to it. “Almost a shame she cant wear that as a uniform...” he muttered absent-mindedly, returning to the task at hand as he watched her step into one of the cubicles. Swiftly he moved around the room, gathering up the clothes she had requested, noting that Commander May's unit had an entire crate to themselves, containing their skimpy uniforms. Gathering the items up in his arms he deposited them in a neat pile just outside her room before turning back and nervously stepping back into the aisles of clothing, looking for underwear to please the lieutenant. He couldn't help but picture her as he sifted through piles of panties, thongs, shorts, tights and stockings, imaging how she might look in each item. Finally he settled on a sheet black thong, little more than a few pieces of string and two tiny triangles of fabric, his mind filled with images of the redhead in various states of undress. On his way to add the thong to her uniform he paused, spying a flash of metal from inside a box lying beneath the uniforms for May's unit. Carefully he moved the box, taking a nearby crowbar and prying the lid open further to expose the source of the metallic glint, finding to his surprise that the box contained dozens of shiny silver handcuffs, the Team Rocket logo emblazoned on each cuff. Carefully he picked one up, smiling as he remembered Misty's comments about additions to her uniform. An idea struck him suddenly as he replaced the crate, causing him to dash off through the aisles again, grabbing a kit belt as he went. Returning once more to the crate of May's uniforms he clipped the handcuffs onto one of the belts links, prying open another box and finding a selection of the gear they used to restrain prisoners, including gags and blindfolds. Grinning he selected one of each and added them to the kit belt. Realising he had best not keep the lieutenant waiting any longer he started back towards her cubicle, pausing one last time to check he had everything he needed before gathering up the pile and knocking gently on the door.

The door swung half open as the grunt opened his mouth to greet the lieutenant, gasping as Misty's white swimsuit flew through the open door to land on his face. Swiftly a pair of hands reached out and took the uniform from him, a voice calling “Take care of that for me would you?” before slamming the door in his face, leaving him speechless as she pulled the swimsuit from his face, holding it in his hands and looking down at it, noting the wet patch on the crotch area and the scent of sweat and arousal that permeated the swimsuit. Silently he looked around, checking that nobody was watching before deftly folding the swimsuit up and tucking it into the waistband of his black trousers, resolving to keep it as a memento, and proof, of this sexual new lieutenant. He looked up at the distinctive sound of high heels over the metal floor, seeing Commander May walking towards him, a cruel smile on her face.

“Grunt, I saw the … additional items you gathered for Lieutenant Misty and I'm forced to admit, I'm impressed with your belt idea. I may make them mandatory for officers in my squad, they would certainly help with... discipline. Quickly, fetch me one now, and have two more delivered to my unit barracks after were done here.” The grunt hurriedly snapped to attention, saluting quickly before moving off the gather the necessary materials, wondering whether it was his good or bad luck to be serving these two dominating individuals.

Inside the cubicle Misty laid out the items she had been given, casting an approving eye over them all and feeling a shiver run down her spine as she took in her complete uniform for the first time. First she picked up the black top, sliding her arms through the holes and pulling it down, enjoying the snug fit as the thin material clung to her skin, showing off her breasts beautifully. Next she reached down and took the gloves, sliding her fingers into each hole before slowly sliding the silken material up her arms, the look and feel of the gloves giving her another shiver. Next she examined the grunts choice of underwear, finding that she had no objection to the tiny black thong as she stepped into it, pulling it ups her legs and adjusting it, feeling the string dig into her pussy, producing a delicious feeling of arousal as she moved her hips. Next came the black leather miniskirt, the hem barely covering Misty's arse and giving a clear view of her most intimate areas as she bent over to pick up the boots. Giggling to herself she slid her foot in, settling it firmly on the boots sole before reaching down and slowly drawing the zipper upwards, watching in glee as the leather slowly folded together to encase her leg, relishing the feeling as she repeated the process with her other leg. She paused a moment to walk around the cubicle, testing her new heels. Although she had never worn them much in her previous life the new Misty seemed to instinctively know how to keep her balance, allowing to her move gracefully around the room admiring the way the uniform clung to her body, hinting at the pleasures she could supply, whilst conveying a sense of power and authority at the same time. “God I've never felt so sexy!” she exclaimed to herself running her hands over her new uniform, smoothing any creases and tweaking her hard nipples with her gloved fingers through the thin material of her top, admiring how they stood out against the black fabric. “This is the best... and I still have one more thing to go!” Smiling she reached down and picked up the belt, eyeing the dangling cuffs, gag and blindfold appreciatively. She reached around herself and clasped the belt around her midriff, making sure the attachments were all firmly in place before looking at herself in the mirror once more. “Damn I think I'd fuck myself!” she exclaimed, reaching up to squeeze her own breasts briefly, the touch adding to the feelings of arousal she already felt. Giggling she picked up the black rocket cap, setting it on top of her orange hair and opened the door, stepping out to reveal the new Lieutenant Misty.

The grunt had just finished securing May's belt about her waist, the commander insisting that she shouldn't have to do such a menial job, when Misty swung the door open and stepped out with a smile on her lips. “What do you think?” she asked the pair as she gracefully pirouetted on her toes, showing off the entirety of her outfit for them. The grunt simply stared, glad that his baggy trousers had done such a good job of hiding his erection so far as the May stepped forward, slipping one gloved arm around Misty's waist and pulling her close. “Mmm, you certainly do look delicious in that” she purred seductively, running her free hand down Misty's front, the pair of them completely ignoring the grunt as he watched the pair of beautiful young women flirt right in front of him. “I knew you'd fit perfectly, I think its time you met the rest of the squad now.” Without a so much of a glance at the grunt they strode off towards the exit, their heels clacking together on the floor as they marched in unison. Abruptly May stopped, glancing over her shoulder and calling out. “Grunt!”

“Yes Commander May?” he blurted out quickly, remembering to stand to attention as she addressed him. “I want those belts delivered within the hour!” she snapped before the pair walked on stepping back into the hallway as the Grunt relaxed, his eyes catching one more glimpse of the pair before they disappeared around the corner and he could relax, reaching round to pat the folded swimsuit he had kept and thinking about the stories he could tell in his barracks tonight.