prisoner of guzma

sup friends, when i upload the last pic yesterday i have a vission and i do this, i think it have to be called bets are bets 2, like the last one here , but well, you can call it like you want , this is sun (i dont know how its called) the trainer of alola, being defeated, taken prisioner, and humillated by the team skull leader guzma, and his Slippery insect pokemon, he was mumified by stinky web and tickled by the Pointy legs of ariados and wimpod on his feet, and chest, and gagged whit guzma stinky socks, he is now the personal slave of guzma and specialy his new foot rest place, if you like it please comment thanks for read, and the works of this guy keep going #alolarvacations 

thanks for the story by playfulpuppypaws, enjoy it

After fighting through skull grunts, Sun was this close to get Yungoos back from the captain, Guzma. Once he walked into the room he saw Guzma awaiting in his seat with a sly smirk.
"The hated boss who beats you and beats you down and never lets up. Yeah, big bad Guzma is here. I don't really get you kid, but this is a change of pace. It's not every day someone comes straight to me for a beating!"
Sun walked up to him unamused, "I'm not here for you, I'm here for Yungoos!"
"How sweet of you to help out a sad little girl, tch" Guzma said in annoyance. You came all the way here just for that, huh?"
"Yes!" Sun responded with the ambition in his voice dropping. He had made a dumb move and forgot to heal his pokemon after fighting all those grunts.
"You're going to wish you had never done that."
Alas, Guzma was right and the victory was his. His Golisopod was to tough for Sun's injured pokemon. Sun stood their dispirited and then got caught off guard as soon as Guzma's Ariados handcuffed him with it's web.
"You forgot to heal your pokemon. What a dumb move. You're going to have to learn a lesson for that." Guzma smirked.
"What are you going to do?"
"Don't worry about your pokemon. They will get healed, but you on the other hand are going to get a long nice smell of defeat, literally."
Sun gulped in front of the chair Guzma was sitting on. He watched Guzma kick of his white worn high top shoes and the scent of them immediately filled the room. His dirty foot prints on his white socks slowly landed on Sun's face. Guzma smothered Sun's face with his sweaty socks, making him take sniffs through his socked toes. All Sun could to do was whimper underneath Guzma's smelly socked feet that covered his entire face. Guzma smirked at the trainer and removed his feet to let the boy get fresh air.
"That was gross. Let me go!" Sun struggled to get his hands free but there was no hope.
Guzma decided to get Sun's shirt off somehow and started making small graffiti on his upper body. It caused Sun to giggle and twist as Guzma wrote "Looser" and the word "Feet" underneath both of Sun's shoulders. His last word was "Guzma's Slave" which Sun protested through his giggling.
"You're pretty ticklish, huh?" Guzma asked with a wide grin.
"No, I'm not. Just let me go!"
"That's no fun. Ariados, mummify his legs."
As soon as Ariados had Sun's legs mummified, Guzma leaned at the end of Sun's feet. He slowly took of his shoes to notice the young trainer was sockless. He gazed at the feet to appreciate the soft pinkish soles that had a sweet smell to them. Guzma took a whiff of both of his shoes, but they weren't as smelly compared to his own. Sun sat their blushing, and believing that this wasn't happening. Guzma held Sun's feet together and pressed his face into his soles getting a good whiff.
"Don't worry, you'll have a turn with mine pretty soon." Guzma smirked as his nose ran down the soft soles of Sun's feet to his smooth heels. Sun giggled as he scrunched his toes and soles to protest at Guzma's action. Guzma decided to take of his socks and once again, the aroma of his feet filled the room. He used his sweaty socks as a gag for Sun's mouth to prevent him from speaking clear words. Sun tried to move away, but failed. Immediately after being gagged, Guzma's bare soles pressed into Sun's face. Sun had no choice but to inhale Guzma's sweaty and smelly feet that rubbed against his face. Guzma lightly tickled Sun's bare soles, watching the poor trainer flex and scrunch his toes. After a few minutes, he ordered Ariados to send ticklish sensations to his prisoner's blushed soles. Guzma's Wimpod tickled Sun's upper body as it's tail squirmed under his armpits. Sun couldn't help but to giggle through Guzma's bare soles that massaged his face. To Sun's surprise, Guzma's feet were delightfully soft.
"Have you learned your lesson yet?" Guzma smirked as he pinched Sun's nose with his toes listening to Sun mumble in protest. Guzma stood up to go sit back on his chair. He put his skull s-shaped necklace around Sun's neck and rested both feet on Sun's shoulders where he previously graffitied on.
Ariados continued to tickle Sun's smooth feet as Wimpod squirmed around his armpits and rib cage. Sun couldn't do anything but giggle through Guzma's sock gag which tasted unbearably salty from his sweat. Guzma grinned as he flexed his feet on Sun's shoulders. His toes played with his ears as he laid back in his comfortable chair, watching Sun giggled through the sweaty sock gag and struggled from the tickling sensation from the works of Ariados and Wimpod. The smell of Guzma's feet were as strong as ever as he rested them near Sun's face.
After awhile, Sun blacked out and found himself at the bed of a Pokemon center with his pokemon fully healed where he was.