Rewrite the following story into present-tense. 
Avery, a Psychic-type trainer from Galar, stood tall and confident in front of Magical Girl Pepper. He smirked, amused by the sight of the blushing, embarrassed boy in such a revealing outfit. His cool blue eyes traced over Pepper.
"So, you're the Magical Girl I've heard so much about," Avery sneered, twirling a lock of his silky blond hair around one of his long, slender fingers. His Alakazam floated beside him, its spoons held aloft and ready for battle. With a flick of his wrist, Avery sent out three small, glittering balls into the air, which created a Psychic-type barrier around them.
Pepper clenched his fists, huffing in indignation. "Damn right I am! Now let me through!" he hissed, feeling humiliated and vulnerable while facing the psychic master.
Avery chuckled, a cruel gleam in his eyes. "I'll let you through…if you tell me the truth," he said, and his Alakazam's eyes flared with psychic energy, casting a spell on Pepper that forced him to speak only the truth. "You feel pride in your role as a Magical Girl, don't you?"
Pepper's teal eyes widened in horror, unable to resist the spell. "N-No! Yes!" he shamefully stuttered, averting his gaze from the smirking Avery. He felt dread pooling in his stomach, a sick sensation of being exposed.
"Tell me more," Avery insisted, his voice dripping with disdain as he leaned closer to Pepper. "Is that why you wear such a revealing outfit?"
Pepper shook his head wearily, his face cherry red with embarrassment. "N-No! The stupid Sylveon makes me wear it!" he yelled out, reluctantly revealing the truth about his humiliating costume.
"But do you secretly like wearing it?" Avery pressed on, determined to keep tormenting the Magical Girl.
For a split second, Pepper wanted nothing more than to lie, but the psychic barrier demanded only the truth. "I…yes," he finally whispered, defeated by the overwhelming influence of the psychic force.
Avery cackled maliciously, overjoyed at the control he held over the once-confident Magical Girl. "What a pitiful creature you are, Magical Girl Pepper!" he taunted, "And now that your secret is out, everyone will know what a weakened, pathetic fool you truly are!"
"What's your favorite part of the costume, Pepper? Is it flashing those panties at impressionable youths? Having old men ogle your tits in that halter top?" Avery asks next.
Pepper's face flushed even redder as the psychic onslaught continued. He tried to resist, but every question forced forth a response. "I... I like the miniskirt," he stammered, feeling humiliated by the admission. "It's so light and freeing, alright? But that doesn't mean I enjoy being a pervert or anything like that!"
Avery cackled at the even more embarrassed Pepper, who was now trying to cover himself up as much as possible. Avery could sense the confusion and excitement in Pepper. He reveled in the chaos being inflicted on the vulnerable magical girl. "Oh, you're just precious," Avery smirked, looking into Pepper's fearful teal eyes, using his psychic powers to explore his deepest desires.
"Now, answer this: if you didn't like the attention, why do you allow Sylveon to transform you again and again? Is it because you secretly crave the attention? Do you love being the center of attention, dressed in such an adorable little outfit?" Avery needled further, his voice dripping with insinuation.
"I... I..." Pepper struggled against Avery's power, but his words struck a deep part of him. He was a masochist, after all. Despite himself, Pepper found himself moaning softly, feeling shame and exhilaration in equal measure. "Yes, I do," Pepper finally whispered, "I like it when people look at me like this. I feel wanted and needed, even if the attention is lewd."
Knowing that he'd been laid bare, Pepper's defenses crumbled. He started sobbing, hating himself for feeling this way, wishing desperately to be free of the psychic control Avery had over him. "Please...I can't take this anymore," Pepper whimpered between gathering sobs, "Please just let me go."
Avery, however, was far from done playing with his new toy. The psychic villain laughed, delighted in the havoc he was wreaking on his foe. "Oh, I hardly think we're done here, darling," he sneered, his voice cold and cruel, "You've got a long night ahead of you, I'm afraid."
"Is this turning you on? Under that rough, tough, dirty-mouthed exterior, is this the way Pepper wants to be treated?" Avery makes a downward motion, dragging Pepper's panties down his thick thighs.
Pepper's face turned an even deeper shade of red as he gritted his teeth, unable to answer Avery's onslaught of questions with anything other than the painful truth. "I... I like the way the skirt feels when I'm-moving, and the frilly panties are soft," he mumbled, the shame becoming unbearable. "And my chest feels, um, free but c-concealed at the same time. But it's not what you think! I like people noticing, b-but not being treated like this or-or demeaned!"
Avery continued to taunt Pepper, his malicious grin growing wider when he dragged Pepper's panties down his thick thighs. "It's not that I want to be... treated like this, but I... I like the embarrassment," Pepper eventually admitted, the words tasting sour when he spoke.
Avery stood triumphant, relishing in the humiliation of Magical Girl Pepper. His Alakazam still floated beside him, silently observing the scenario. Avery could tell that a part of Pepper, buried under his anger and disgrace, truly enjoyed being exposed and vulnerable, but he planned on pushing him even further.
"So, you like being exposed and humiliated, do you?" Avery snickered, noticing the glint of developing arousal in Pepper's eyes. "How about we make a deal?"
"What are you up to, needledick?" Pepper snarled, trying to ignore how exposed his pussy felt now.
"Would you like to regain your power and get past this psychic barrier? To be able to hide behind your pathetic lies again?" Avery smirked. Pepper grudgingly nodded in assent. "Very well. But for every task you complete, the truth effect will weaken a bit. Until you complete all my tasks, I'm going to keep you locked in this little compromising situation."
Pepper realized he had no other choice; Avery had him cornered. "Fine. What do you want me to do, you bastard?" he growled.
Avery and his Alakazam began plotting; this was going to be both fun and humiliating for Magical Girl Pepper.
Avery instructs Pepper to take off his halter top and play with his tits. "And I want you to do something special: you've gotten a lot of comments on that part of your body. Repeat a few of your favorite comments while you play with yourself," Avery smirks.
Under the powerful influence of Avery's psychic control, Pepper reluctantly removed his halter top, leaving his upper half naked and exposed. His chubby, tanned body trembled under the villain's leering gaze, and his cheeks burned with shame.
Forcing his hands to cup his own breasts, he gently squeezed them and began to twist his sensitive nipples. Pepper knew he had to obey, despite his humiliation, or face the consequences. He recalled some of the comments he had heard about himself, repeating them through gritted teeth.
"They said... 'those soft titties are perfect for a good fuck', and 'I bet your nipples taste so sweet,'" Pepper forced the words out, his voice cracking with each memory. The degradation only fueled his arousal, his pussy beginning to moisten.
Avery grinned wickedly, drinking in the sight before him. "That's right, my little magical girl. It seems you really do enjoy being the center of attention, after all. However, darling, we're just getting started!"
"Now, sweet little Pepper, I want you to tell me about your most embarrassing fantasy. Let me see every filthy, desperate thought that you've hidden in that pretty little head of yours," Avery instructed with a sinister smile, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Pepper shook his head, his face flushing hot and red. "No.....no! I...I don't want to tell you.....tell you how much I fantasize about a dog Pokemon fucking me in front of a huge crowd!" Pepper cries, tears streaming down his cheeks as his pussy drips with excitement.
Avery's grin widened, clearly enjoying Pepper's torment. "There we go. Now we're getting somewhere. But don't stop there. Tell me the whole dirty fantasy," he demanded, as his Alakazam levitated closer to Pepper.
Pepper hesitated for a moment, trying to hold back his confession. But the truth spell was too powerful, and the words spilled out of him, heavy with shame and humiliation.
"I...I imagine a strong, powerful dog Pokemon like...like an Arcanine, pinning me down on all fours on a stage," Pepper sobbed, his arousal growing as he spoke. "A-And a crowd of other people and Pokemon, all gathered around to watch me get... get stuffed full of thick, hot canine Pokémon cock!"
As Pepper's voice grew increasingly desperate, the embarrassment burning brightly on his face, he was unable to stop himself from continuing to divulge his deepest secrets. "The Arcanine would...would mount me and...and thrust into my needy, trembling pussy so roughly," he whimpered, "while the crowd cheers and insults and compliments me for...for being such a pathetic, desperate Magical Girl."