A new start.

“You sure you don’t want to just take out another loan? Buy something for that pretty wife of yours?” Parks asks as he fiddles with your black bracelet. “Or financing a backpacking trip across Kalos for your daughter?”

“No, I think I’ll just take my freedom,” you smile as Parks unlatches the black band that had spent nearly 19 years wrapped around your wrist. You stare at your wrist, a tan line very visible.

“I’m sure you already know my post loan deal from Cora, so I won’t waste your time. Here’s the payment bracelet for anytime you need the cash,” he hands you a black bracelet that you can use to whore yourself out. Parks then waves you out of the room.

“Woohoo, MILF alert,” Cora calls out as you enter the kitchen.

“Ew, MOM stop!” you daughter, Tara, yells out with her spoonful of cereal in her hand. She’s the spitting image of your wife. If you hadn’t carried Tara in your own body, you would’ve questioned your own paternity before Cora’s.

You kiss the top of your daughter’s head, “Eat your breakfast, or we’ll miss the bus to Pallet.”

“Oooh, you got it off? And just in time. Let me get some sexy wrist action,” Cora says making her way over to you. She grabs your newly bare wrist, “Mmmm, I love it. I think bare wrists might be the fashion choice of the decade.”

“Oh, yea. I got an email. The Champion of the Indigo League is going to show up for my selection ceremony,” Tara says between bites of cereal.

“Oh, that sounds amazing,” Cora says returning to her previous task.

“The Champion . . .” you trail off.

“I love you too, Grandma,” your daughter says wrapped in your mother’s arms. She wasted no time meeting the three of you at the bus stop. Tara had spent most of the bus ride talking to the two boys who would be starting at the same time as her.

“And how is my beautiful mother-in-law?” Cora says embracing your mother.

“Oh Cora, you flatter me too much. It’s always a pleasure when you and Tara visit. And I’m glad Amber was able to make it,” your mom says, holding her arms out for a hug from you.

The wind starts picking up speed. Your hair whipping around in every direction. You look up to see a Dragonite coming down from the sky. The Champion of the Indigo League climbs off the dragon’s back. And you are face to face with Blue Oak, the Champion. “Well, if it isn’t Amber. Your pimp let you leave Pewter?”

“Mom, do you know the Champion?” Tara asks tugging at your arm.

“Mom? Ah, I had heard you went and got knocked up. I went over the files for the new trainers, she doesn’t have your last name. Did you convince the poor sap to marry you? What a loser, marrying a whore.” Blue interrupts.

“Yes, I know the Champion,” you clench your jaw at the last word. You can feel your anger rising after just moments of being back in Blue’s presence. “As a matter of fact-”

You’re interrupted by Cora’s hands grabbing your waist from behind. “Hey hot stuff, why don’t we get to your place. Grandma Madi’s making us an amazing lunch before the ceremony.”

“Ah, you must be Tara’s mother,” Blue starts, “And Amber’s wife?” He says holding out his hand.

“Yea, I am. And you must be the dickwad that tortured my wife as a child?” Cora says never letting her hands leave your waist. You smile as Blue pulls his hand back, then turns to talk to the other new trainer’s families.

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” you ask, turning to kiss Cora.

“You might’ve mentioned it once or twice,” Cora says kissing you again.

“Why didn’t you ever tell me, you knew Champion Oak?” Tara asks as your family walks back to your Mom’s house.

“It, it just never came up,” you lie to your daughter.

“Never came up? I have his poster in my room. Were you like his babysitter or something?”

“Babysitter? We’re the same age. No, we started our pokemon journey together.”

“Really? But you look so much older than him.”

“Okay, that’s enough out of you, my stunning daughter,” Cora says wrapping her arm around Tara and speed walking away.

You stare out the upstairs hallway window. Waiting for Tara to come out of Professor Oak’s lab. “You know I watched you from this very spot. It ripped me up inside to think of you leaving,” your mom comes up behind you rubbing your shoulder.

“You, um you watched that day?” your mind races with the thought of your mom watching you being fucked by Blue all those years ago.

“Um, oh look there she is,” she points out the window changing the subject. You see Tara and the two boys leaving the lab. It doesn’t surprise you when one of the boys squares off against your daughter. Tara tosses out her pokeball, a Bulbasaur appearing before her. The way she idolized Blue, despite both of her mothers’ efforts, you should’ve guessed she’d choose a Bulbasaur.

You’re relieved when she beats the boy’s Charmander. But the relief quickly fades when the next boy steps up. His Squirtle prepares to take on Tara’s Bulbasaur. You watch with bated breath, but luckily your daughter seems to be a natural battler. You breathe easy when the second boy is **** to return his defeated pokemon to its ball. Tara watches as the boys return to the lab, likely to heal their pokemon. As the doors close, she starts dancing in celebration reminding you so much of her mother.

Tara stops abruptly, and you see the doors to the lab opening. Out steps Blue, he’s clapping his hands. He shakes hands with your daughter, while they appear to be talking. You can feel an anger rising inside of you. You turn to go out there, but your mom grabs your arm stopping you. “You can’t. You know it will be worse for her if you do.”

You know she’s right. You look out the window again and see Tara petting Blue’s Venusaur. Then you watch her back away from Blue. She slowly reaches for her ball letting her Bulbasaur out to square off against the Champion of the Indigo League. You’re proud that she didn’t give in, but after two missed swings from Venusaur’s vines, the third swing hits Bulbasaur knocking it out immediately.

Tara stares at Blue for a second before starting to strip. Once naked, your daughter sinks to her knees and starts to unbutton Blue’s pants. You watch as she takes his cock into her mouth, and Blue’s hand sweeps through her shoulder-length blonde hair. You can see him taking photos with his phone as his hand guides her up and down his cock. Your phone buzzes and without thinking you look at you, just to be greeted by the image of your daughter with Blue’s cock in her mouth.

Your mind yells at you to stop watching, but your feet refuse to leave. Blue pulls your daughter back to her feet by her hair. You watch as he spins her around, placing a hand against her neck and backing her ass up to his crotch. He pumps into her with his hands against her throat and lower abdomen. You watch as Blue fucks your daughter in the same spot he took your virginity.

Blue pulls away and pushes Tara back to her knees. He aims his cock stroking it before spilling his seed across your daughter’s face. Blue leans down taking out a marker. You watch as he signs his name across Tara’s breasts, before leaving her alone. Your phone buzzes again but this time you resist your instinct to look.

Tara cleans herself up before getting dressed and starts heading towards your mom’s house. Your mom and you both start scrambling not wanting her to know you were watching. You meet up with Cora in the sitting room downstairs. “Hi, sweetheart. You okay?” Cora calls out as Tara barges in the door making her way upstairs.

“Yea, I just lost to one of the guys and I thought it would be nice to shower before leaving,” Tara stops on the stairs looking over the bannister. Her face is clear of any cum.

“Love you,” Cora calls out, blowing a kiss as Tara rushes up the stairs. “So an empty nest and a newly free to travel wife,” Cora gives you a seductive look, “it sounds like it’s time for our honeymoon at long last.”

You lay your head against Cora’s shoulder. She always seems to know how to make you feel better. “Where’d you have in mind?”

Author's note:

Thank you to everyone who's taken the time to read this. The bad end is over. Or at least for now. If someone else, or if a future poll brings me back here, the story could continue, or maybe even just extra tales to fill the gaps (Plenty of whorish tales to fill in the 19 years as a whore). It was fun to write a "bad" ending, even though I'm not sure how "bad" it actually turned out for Amber.

So hey feedback is always appreciated. Did you like the branch? Would you like to see more "bad" ends later on down the line? Would you prefer "bad" endings to have an actual bad ending? Anything that seemed off or out of place? Or even just about the story in general, or who your favorite characters are.

So without further ado, we'll return to the normally scheduled programming. I'll be returning to my main branch with my next chapter.