*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION, A SEQUEL TO THIS ONE https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56672519/*



Got some surprise fan art from one of my storylines.



Being a fan of my work, Orcbrother went on to draw their own version of the genie Tawna that I had made a few times in the past. Rather impressed and appreciative about it, I offered to write a tale to accompany this and they were pretty happy about it. Thus did I go ahead with a small silly, sexy story.



Yet who gets to see the beautiful bedlah bandicoot? Read on and find out!



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MINION MESMERISM



Dear past associate,



I hope things are going well. This letter from me, the great, genius, gorgeous, grandiose, galant and other G words of positive impact, Dr. Neo Cortex, is a gift of the utmost generosity to a poor, lonesome, possibly aimless soul like you. I am back in business with all the power, all the riches, all the potential and no more enemies/nemesis/nuisance in the way and I would like to extend to you a most gracious welcome in my entourage. Out of sheer nostalgia and/or unearned gratefulness do I wish for you to become my minion again. Oops, did I write minion? I meant very much equal partner in a most lucrative venture.



Hugs and kisses...or maybe not that part, scratch that. Salutations are enough.



Dr. Neo Cortex



Thus was written the letter Koala Kong had received from his past boss, the mad scientist known as Dr. Neo Cortex. A rather theatrical, self-obsessed, manic and sometimes pitiful villain who nonetheless did offer a dental plan and a pretty okay vacation plan...if you did not get blown up in one of his projects, that is. He had been a top henchman, a creation of his mixing a koala with a gorilla, yet he had been bested by this insane marsupial known as Crash Bandicoot. Since then had he not been called upon, tried his own brand of protein powder and attempted to bodybuild even more to be the strongest one there was. Life hadn't been kind to him, with the only recent highlight being that racing tournament with go-karts and other such vehicles...yet that letter could very well be a second chance for him, especially given that this time...well Dr. Neo Cortex had indeed defeated Crash Bandicoot.



An address, a time of meeting and an invitation had been included in the package as he sat in a waiting room, some muzak and magazines left here and there as he was in the company of others just like him. Pinstripes Potoroo was cleaning his firearm, his pizza joint being a bust after he literally fired an employee for being late five minutes. Ripper Roo was cackling in his corner, flipping the pages of a children's book with his toes due to the straitjacket he constantly wore, while they were waiting for Papu Papu to come back as it had been his turn. Not one of them had really done much better after Neo Cortex, so to get back to him was as best as they could hope if they had least wanted stable employment.



“Woah, this is gonna be great, guys,” he said as the large tribal chief had a radiant smile and seemed utterly convinced by those words. He strolled out while one of the doctor's lackey went on to show him around, a clear indicative that he did get a position for something...whatever it was. If the predictable Papu Papu could get something, then Koala Kong could very well have his shot at the big leagues as a totally equal partner in crime to the good doctor.



The number changed to Koala's ticket as he was invited to enter a small room where an interview would take place. From what the receptionist told him, it was pretty much to see if he acquired new skills, new techniques and possibly a newer theme to build an entire area around. Perhaps a gym-based level with protein powder kegs rolling would be neat, the strange yet strong creature thought as he was greeted with a room nearly devoid of anything save for a single chair, reinforced to withstand his many pounds of muscle. “Uh...Doctor? Are you there?”



The door closed behind him as it not only locked itself in an audible fashion, but a quick turnaround demonstrated that it was getting further and further away from him. It moved towards an horizon that should not exist, away from sight and farther even from reach as Koala Kong tried to get up, yet he found himself glued to his chair. Then did it start to float as he wasn't sure if he wanted to be a part of this now, yet a small feminine laughter, a soft chuckle was heard while gold and blue smoke filled the area around him.



“Another muscular oaf. Oh well, who am I am to question who the master wants to hire?” a woman said, her voice echoing around as Koala Kong tried to the best of his abilities to remove his posterior from his seat, yet it was to no avail. Yet as his chair went on to twirl around due to his efforts, it was stopped immediately by an unseen force as the smoke coalesced into a compact form, then shaped itself into an unknown yet comely figure. “I suppose you could move boxes for him...”



The woman was a bandicoot and quite the looker. Some muscles to her, biceps and triceps alongside smooth abdominals were on display as her skin and light fur were easy to behold. A half-metallic, half-silky top covered part of her chest as her cleavage was visible, with a singular navel ring and some gold jewelry accompanying this piece of vestment. Below her waist, beneath considerable hips, was neither clothing nor legs, more akin to a tail that flickered in a stable form, connected to nothing at all as it stretched itself thin and out of view. Her hair was streaks of blonde and blue in something akin to a punk style as she crossed her arms, showing the cuffs around her wrists and a smirk on her face.



“You're not the only one I gotta see, so let's get this on the road,” the woman said as even though she talked of having no patience nor desire for whatever would happen, her voice and eyes told of a different story. She began swaying her hips, those large and curvaceous mounds certainly shimmering splendidly as if made of gemstones and crystals. Her abs and taut stomach nonetheless proved massively flexible as the navel ring swung around like a pendulum, drawing his gaze in near-immediately as if it were the most beautiful sight he had ever stared at. Her body was striking, a veritable pummeling to his sense of aesthetic and arousal as Koala Kong stopped fidgeting and struggling, opting instead to focalize entirely on the marsupial gal in front of his own two peepers. “You're one of the lucky few my master invited personally. Consider yourself blessed and just let me do my work.”



She spoke with authority, with charisma, words that seeped deep into his psyche as he calmed down yet began to heat up. She grew in size, in presence and in power as he could see superseding visions as if she was both slow and yet fast in her dance. Soon, swirls of gold and blue went on to expand from her position, projected from her splendid midriff and enticing bosom as she chuckled while he ogled her with half-intent. His own perceptions and will seemed to be in the palm of her hand as she towered over him like a giantess, a colossi of charm. It was a belly dance, undulations and sways, rolls and archs went on to seduce, arouse and weaken his resolve until he wasn't even sure he had any of that to begin with.



“You adore Dr. Neo Cortex. He is your master. Say it one more time~” she said as if it had been the nineteenth time or so. Yet as Koala Kong went on to repeat her words, or at least their intents, perhaps he had indeed been doing as she said. It proved easy, to not think, to just do, to obey. He was wrapped around her performance, all three of them as the superseding soon switched to replicas and illusions...yet each one of them felt real. The complexity of her assets and curves, her smell, her powerful presence...all of it was too potent to be false. “You obey your master. You belong to him mind, body and soul~”



He heard himself say it again yet did not feel his mouth move. His senses were cut off, all save for his sight which was laser-focused on the belly dancing bandicoot as her tail coiled itself around him. Her scent was powerful, seeping through his bulging biceps and torso. For all his might, he felt like nothing before her as Tawna, his superior in all ways, granted him the boon of her presence and guidance. He realized that she hadn't introduced herself, yet he knew her name and her status when compared to him. Such notice went on to get blown away by a few belly rolls as nothing was more important than to listen, to watch...and of course to obey.



“You need not to think for yourself. You need only to do as your master tells you,” Tawna said and it made so much sense. Even back in the days did Koala Kong just followed instructions and nothing more, so this wasn't new. How kind of master Neo Cortex to provide clear directives and to make him remember what his place was. To gift him such an excellent show to memorize with fondness. His gratitude and loyalty knew no bound as the enforcer couldn't wait to be part of this entire endeavor. To be a minion, a slave to Dr. Neo Cortex would be most amazing indeed as the swirls only grew more powerful and Tawna's allure all the more mind-numbing. She seemed to pulsate, to get closer and further as if reality undulated along with her movements until...



SNAP!



“Now go to orientation and call in the next one, Pinstripe...”



She had vanished now, leaving him in the white room with the chair. Yet even though it ended did he remember clearly this incredible moment, imprinted upon his psyche. His swirling eyes returning to their past selves, he couldn't help but smile still as he would be part of the winning team. Even as a slave and servant would it still be much, much better than anything he ever did in the past. “Potoroo...it's your turn,” he said as he went to the receptionist for further indications and instructions. He almost envied his ex-coworker who would experience this for the first time as he would be in for a treat, then they would soon return to being partners as they would work for the same genius and mastermind.



Their great master, Dr. Neo Cortex.