An Unwanted Phone Call

It's early afternoon now, and you're still in the Pokemon Center bedroom, having been dealing with phone calls and messages for what feels like forever. You still haven't fully recovered from the horror and embarrassment of what's happened to you, but you're trying to push through and deal with all these people so they'll leave you alone. The first calls had obviously been from your mom and Daisy wanting to know what exactly had happened and if you were ok, and you'd had long, drawn-out conversations with both of them where you had explained everything through teary eyes. Both had been very supportive and non-judgmental, but it still didn't take away from the humiliation of your own mother and best friend having seen you abandon your pride so completely.

Those emotionally-draining conversations are over now, and what you're currently dealing with, and have been for quite a while, are texts and calls from various acquaintances and former classmates of yours, many of whom you've barely spoken to before but are now suddenly immensely interested in you after your TV appearance. Some are sympathetic, some are mocking, and others are merely curious, but each one of them makes you feel even worse about the whole thing. You block the number of the most recent person to text you, a girl from your school who wants to know if you can get her Bruno's contact details, and sigh with a mixture of exhaustion and relief; you're through with this ordeal now, and can try your best to move on with your life.

Your phone then starts ringing once again, shattering your brief moment of peace. You notice it's an unknown number, but begrudgingly answer it regardless. "Hello?"

"Hey Amber."

The voice sends a chill down your spine. Blue. You'd blocked his number years ago, but you figure he's calling from a payphone or something. You should have known this was coming. You consider just putting the phone down, but for some reason you don't; it's almost like you feel you deserve his mockery.

"Staying quiet, huh?" he says, and you can imagine the smug grin on his punchable face. "Don't worry, I'm not calling to make fun of you over what happened to you in Cerulean. I get it; me fucking your brains out after you made all those feminist speeches back home turned you on so much you picked up some humiliation fetish and now you just want to **** yourself as much as possible."

"And this is you not making fun of me, is it?" you reply through gritted teeth, knowing you shouldn't rise to his taunts but unable to control how much he makes your blood boil. "You're a fucking piece of shit, Blue, and someday it's going to catch up to you."

He laughs. "I'm just stating facts and you know it. Anyway, that really isn't what I'm calling to talk about. I just wanted to pass on some information."

Information? You can't help yourself being curious, despite knowing he's likely just setting you up for some kind of fall. "What information?" you reluctantly ask, trying to keep your voice neutral.

"Its about the Vermillion gym," he says. "Have you challenged it yet?"

"No," you say, incredibly begrudgingly.

"Oh man, you're in for a treat," he says. "Gym Leader's a real alpha male type like Bruno; if you think the fucking he gave you was good you've got another thing comin-"

"Get to the fucking point, Blue!" you snap, spitting the words out as his belittling comments once again get the better of your temper.

He laughs again. "Ok, ok. Basically, you need to get down there, like, now, if you want a shot at it in the next few weeks."

You feel a sudden rush of panic. "What do you mean?" you ask, hurriedly.

"There's a big party cruise on the S.S. Anne, this boat in the port. Real exclusive invite list, only people who are well-connected in the pokemon business like my gramps. Surge, the gym leader, is pretty much hosting the whole thing, so he's gonna be gone a long time. It starts in like an hour like I said, so you'd better get down there and hope there's a battle slot for you."

"Shit!" you yell, and you hear Blue cackling to himself again. "Shit, shit, shit!"

You hang up the phone and shove it in your shorts pocket, before grabbing your bag and rushing out into the lobby of the Pokemon Center. You don't even bother to acknowledge the nurse at reception as she thanks you for your stay, instead just sprinting past her and out the Center doors, never having run this fast in your life. Gotta get to the gym... You tear through the streets of Vermillion City, narrowly avoiding running into people as you try to navigate the unfamiliar streets at speed.

As established back at the start of your journey, you're not an especially fit person, and sweat is dripping off of you by the time you arrive on the street where the gym is located. You wish you'd worn a sports bra; your tits are bouncing with every step, causing the already unpleasant activity of running to be even more uncomfortable. You slow your pace to a walk as you reach the gym, taking ragged breaths as you approach the entrance.

Your heart sinks when you see the sign on the door. 'GYM CLOSED DUE TO S.S. ANNE PARTY. OPEN AGAIN IN THREE WEEKS TIME'.

"No..." you gasp meekly, too exhausted to properly cry out in despair like you want to. "No no no no..."

A text alert comes in on your phone, and you check it, only to find it's from the number Blue called you on; clearly he's borrowed someone else's cell phone, or even bought a new one just for this purpose. The text reads: 'Did I say it closes in an hour? I meant it closed an hour ago. My bad. Smell ya later!'

You go to put your phone away, but not before he's sent you an image attachment; a photo of a TV, seemingly in a Pokemon Center, displaying your pathetic orgasm face, your eyes rolling back in your head and your mouth open in an 'O' shape as Bruno rams his huge cock into your pussy.

You sink to your knees and let out a hoarse scream of anger and frustration, resisting the urge to smash the phone on the floor. No day in your pokemon journey has been without its negatives, but this has been the worst by far up to this point. The biggest humiliation you have ever experienced was broadcast live on TV, and now you can't even challenge the Vermillion gym.

You're already going to have to backtrack to Viridian, and now it looks like there'll be another gym you have to wait to challenge. Due to yourself and Blue having late birthdays in the year, you have considerably less time than most to collect all the badges before this Pokemon League season ends, and you can't deal with the thought of your asshole rival potentially making it there and becoming champion while you have to wait however long for the next opportunity. You kneel on the ground staring blankly at the sign on the gym doors, wondering what you can possibly do...