Difficulties maintaining composure...

"You should listen to her!" You say. "It's really not ok to go around assaulting women, you know."

"You misunderstand me, whore." The woman spits with an icy voice. "Pathetic sluts like you deserve everything you get. If we'd found you a few hours ago, I would have enjoyed watching you beg for mercy as Jamie pounded you into submission. My previous instruction was purely a pragmatic one, to ensure my own safety. In fact, if we discover that you have no useable Pokémon, Jamie here has my blessing to challenge you and then turn your asshole inside-out. And I might take a piss on your face while he does."

The color drains from your face. You've never met such a sadistic woman in your life. You'd never even considered that other women might join in the 'victory sex' alongside a man. And the thought of being urinated on fills you with disgust.

"That's fucking sick." Belle snarls.

"What bit? The piss? Wow, you must really be new to this." The woman remarks calmly.

"Told you, Marcella. An easy win, and a handy urinal or two to relieve yourself upon." Jamie snickers.

"I said no, Jamie." The woman, apparently named Marcella, warns sternly.

At the moment, you feel a sudden urgent downward pressure coming from your rectum down to your anal sphincter. This must be what Belle had felt a few minutes ago, when she suddenly squirted some anal lube onto the path. A last little bit of liquid from the GutGrimer that was trapped in the furthermost part of your colon must have found its way up and round.

Your sphincter, in its magically relaxed state, seems to be ignoring all commands your brain sends it telling it to hold on. The liquid is already starting to gently trickle out, and in a second or two will be exploding out of you with serious pressure.

You do NOT want to fart lube out of your butt in front of any more strangers today, especially this nasty couple. So acting on instinct, you dive into the tall grass to your side. On your hands and knees, you quickly pull your shorts and underwear to the side to save them, and expel the lubricant onto the dirt below. It feels so wrong!

Nobody can see you, but unfortunately it's still very loud. Everybody hears the awful wet sound.

"I know that sound." Jamie calls animatedly. "That's the sound of a slut uncontrollably farting cum! You've already been defeated today, haven't you? I bet your Pokémon is already ****!"

"That's not true!" You shout back, glad that nobody can see how red with embarrassment your face is. "I spotted a wild Pokémon, that's all!"

By sheer luck, what you're saying turns out not to be a lie. In your face down, ass up position in the tall grass, you find yourself face to face with a small wild Weedle.

Well... Now you have **** but to battle it. If you don't, Marcella and Jamie will assume you really don't have any useable Pokémon, and will challenge you to a battle which you'll surely lose...