Mewtwo OP plz nerf

>You didn't think the legends were real
>A previously-unknown Pokemon of legendary psychic power, created by man to be used as a weapon before it rebelled, hiding in some random cave?
>Probably just a particularly strong Alakazam and a load of exaggeration
>Nevertheless, if there WAS some extra-strong Pokemon in the cave, you wanted to catch it
>You had a Master Ball ready for use, and it had cost you a lot of money too - you'd be fine
>You probably should have thought it through better, you realize

>You shivered as you entered the cave, and not just because of the chill
>The whole place was one big maze, and the screeches of Zubats didn't make it any easier to navigate (thank god for Repel)
>To make matters worse, you kept getting the feeling that you were being watched
>You never saw anyone, though, no matter where you shone your lantern
>Still couldn't shake the feeling, though

>You were relieved at first when the Zubats started trailing off deeper into the cave
>Then you started to worry a little
>You worried even more when you saw what were clearly the remains of a Geodude nest, but without any signs of Geodude living in it
>Something had driven these Pokemon out deeper into the cave, and you were going in after it
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, though
>At least now you could stop using Repel

>At last, you turned a corner, and nearly stumbled on the lip of the tunnel's end
>The cave opened up into a large underground lake, depths alight with the glimmers of cave Chinchou
>The walls glimmered with reflections from strange blue crystals
>Even the pebbles forming the beach sparkled, tiny crystals in the rounded stones catching the wavering light
>It was all so beautiful you almost missed the island in the center of the lake
>And the Pokemon on it

>One thing was for sure, it wasn't an Alakazam
>It was humanoid and grayish-pink, with a darker-colored tail and vaguely feline features
>Its limbs ended in three digits each, and its face was vaguely feline with a pair of soft-looking short horns
>It hung suspended in a haze of psychic energy, sitting in a crosslegged position as colored motes of light orbited around it
>Its eyes were purple, piercing...and looking right at you
>Fuck

>The motes vanished, and it moved with blinding speed
>You would have thought it had teleported were it not for the wake its passage made across the water
>Before you could move, it was in front of you, holding a large razor-sharp "spoon" of psychic energy to your throat with one hand
>You froze, barely daring to breathe
>It cocked its head at you, still not breaking eye contact, face unreadable
>A heartbeat (a very fast heartbeat) passed that way, neither of you twitching a muscle
>Then it snapped its fingers, the sound echoing in the cavern like a gunshot

>You'd had a psychic examination before, you remembered - a police Espeon had delved into your recent memories for evidence
>The Espeon had been gentle, quiet; you'd barely been aware of its presence
>That psychic invasion resembled this one in the same way that a match resembled a nuclear inferno
>Everything you were was laid bare before the Pokemon standing before you, and it was not gentle
>Your childhood memories and early dreams were discarded, thrown back to you with an air of dismissal
>Your most recent memories, though, were taken in excruciating detail
>It brought forth the rumor you'd heard (which it dismissed as hearsay with no evidence), the preparation you'd done, every breath you'd taken between then and the time you stood before it
>You felt a sense of...relief?...before the connection broke
>Almost as if it - no, SHE - was glad she didn't have to kill you
>And it terrified you

>You fell to the pebbled floor, gasping for breath
>Your throat felt raw - you'd probably been screaming
>The Pokemon, for her part, simply turned away, casually ignoring you
>The spoon vanished without even a pop of displaced air
>You had been deemed unimportant, not a danger, and nobody would believe you
>And that galled like nothing else did
>You scrabbled on the floor for the Master Ball you'd dropped in the confusion, your fingers closing on the smooth plastic and metal
>Standing, praying she wouldn't notice, you drew your arm back and threw
>The ball soared through the air, targeting systems clicking into action, mechanisms turning, capture net just beginning to extend...

>It imploded with a sharp crack
>She stood, one arm outstretched with a haze of psychic energy around her fingers, and you would swear a look of derision on her face
>The most powerful Pokeball known to man, incapable of failing, the epitome of Silph Co.'s research, and she hadn't even had to try
>You caught an undercurrent of amusement from her, and...you think a bit of respect?
>She seemed to sense you noticing, and you abruptly lost all sense of her mental presence, iron walls clashing down around her mind
>Then, you felt her make contact again

>She still wasn't being gentle - gentle wasn't in her nature, you could tell - but she wasn't tearing your mind apart this time
>She didn't need to
>You received a carefully controlled series of thoughts and impulses from her - the way she communicated, you guessed
>They weren't words, but they were close enough
>What you had done was ballsy - mind-bogglingly stupid, but ballsy
>She could respect that
>She was offering you a choice
>She could wipe your mind of everything that had happened, and explain it away - the psychic Pokemon was just a Grumpig, the broken Master Ball the product of an attacking Onix, and nothing whatsoever was untoward about this cave
>Or, she could permit you to express the feelings she was currently suppressing in you, and allow you to make whatever decision you pleased so long as it did not harm her

>You blinked in confusion
>You didn't feel like anything was being suppressed
>Of course you didn't, she sent; she wouldn't be clumsy enough to allow that
>You had misgivings about this
>For all you knew, this choice was a trap, and if you picked anything other than "leave and make me forget" you'd be psychically exploded
>But the temptation was too strong to resist
>You wondered if she'd made it that way, and if you could tell
>Best not to go down that rabbit hole, probably
>With a sense of finality, you accepted
>She seemed pleased as she snapped her fingers again

>You didn't feel much different at first glance
>Everything you were seeing was the same, you thought
>Then you looked at her and noticed the difference
>She was beautiful
>Not in the conventional way, of course - she was too inhuman for that
>But there was just something about her that made her the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen
>You realized you'd been staring at her for a short while now, and made the effort to snap yourself out of it
>You swallowed hard, trying to figure out how to word your decision
>Turns out you didn't have to
>She knew what it was just as much as you did

>Her feet didn't touch the ground as she floated over to you
>Looking over, you found yours didn't either
>Then you found you couldn't really move as she levitated the two of you over the lake
>She was lifting you, and herself, up with pure psychic force, and she didn't seem to be exerting herself in the slightest
>God, this woman - this Pokemon - was incredible
>She didn't bother with trying to take your clothes off the normal way - without any visible sign of effort, she made them pull themselves off you and arranged them in a neatly folded heap by the side of the lake
>Now entirely naked, you became very aware of just how chilly it was in this cave
>The chill didn't seem to affect your dick, though, which was standing at attention
>She pulled you close, and you could feel her almost-feverish body heat

>Looking down, you noticed a small problem
>The expanse of purplish-grey skin around her crotch was completely smooth
>She didn't have any genitals
>You wondered for a second just how you were going to deal with this
>Then your head went back as you felt the most perfect pussy you could ever dream of slam down onto your cock
>You brought your head up to look down at yourself
>She was still lying next to you, apparently doing nothing, but a haze of psychic energy was currently lying over your lower half
>She was psychically masturbating you, and it was the best thing you'd ever felt
>You felt a psychic tendril enter your mind, and realized that she loved it too
>Everything you felt, she telepathically enjoyed, even as she massaged her own pleasure centers with psychic power
>You bucked your hips as your cock was stroked again, but she shook her head, reaching out and immobilizing you with a gentle touch
>Her lips met yours, and your eyes rolled up as the pleasure somehow redoubled itself

>You weren't gonna last much longer, she could tell
>Slipping away from your arms and your lips, she floated downwards and banished the haze of energy from your crotch
>You nearly cried out as the pleasure vanished - you were so close!
>Then you did cry out as her warm, wet mouth closed itself over your twitching cock
>In one swift motion, she took you all the way into her mouth, and you could feel the head of your cock hit her throat
>That did it
>You exploded in the most intense orgasm of your life, pumping what felt like gallons of cum into her mouth
>She swallows every drop of seed, giving a satisfied mental sigh as the last of it disappears down her throat

>You find yourself floating down to the island next to her, landing gently as a feather on the small bed she's constructed
>It's going to be a challenge to get your clothes back, and even more of one to leave the cave
>She senses your train of thought, and suddenly turns away from you
>You catch a glimpse of her feelings - regret? sorrow? - before she shuts off her mind again
>A path of crystal rises out of the lake, leading straight to your clothes; a crystal arrow shimmers in the mouth of the tunnel you entered by
>You're free to go
>You sit up, hesitate...
>...and instead of walking the crystal path, you step over to her and give her a hug
>For the first time, you see her startled
>It's kind of cute