Final Preparations (Kukui and Mallow)

You and Hau have to go to separate changing rooms to prepare, your friendly opponent letting you know that Alola's Pokemon Professor wanted to talk to you before the match. The changing room is nothing special, not really looking any different than one you might find in any arena backstage area. What is special are the two people waiting for you to come in.

First is a grinning, dark skinned man in a lab coat that looks hastily thrown over his beachwear. You recognize him from the pictures Professor Oak showed you before you left Kanto. "Professor Kukui?" you ask as you extend your hand in greeting.

"That's right," he says as he takes your offered hand to shake it enthusiastically, "You must be Green. How's Professor Oak doing? It's been a while since we've had a chance to communicate directly."

"He's fine," you reply as you cannot help but glance at the second person in the room.

Said second person is a deeply tanned woman with green hair wearing overalls with cutoff jeans and long green hair held back by a vine-like headband with a bow that resembles a flower. "Hiiii," she says sweetly, "My name's Mallow. I'll be helping you get ready for one or two more things before you head out for your battle."

You notice that she is holding what looks like a simple blue bathrobe, a bottle of lotion, and some kind of metal wrist bracelet in her arms before she adds, "Please strip."

At your shocked expression, Professor Kukui laughs heartily. "It's not for anything TOO weird," he says, "I promise. And I'm mostly here to explain what you're going to find out there."

The two of them pause and look at you expectantly. Realizing what they're waiting for, you place your camera case down and slowly start taking off your shirt. As you do so, Professor Kukui resumes talking. "Now since this is just a trial run, there's not gonna be much in the way of ceremony or an audience out there. Just the other representatives, some of the Trial Captains, and one of the Island Kahunas. It's going to be a one vs one battle, so I'd like to request you use something particularly native to Kanto. Oak said you have an Ivysaur, so that should do."

You nod in response, folding your top and neatly resting it on a chair before bending down to remove your shoes and socks. It is hard not to notice, thanks to Kanto's more temperate climate, how much paler your skin is compared to the two natives in the room with you. Mallow seems to find the contrast at least a little interesting given how her eyes look over your smooth, lean, but not very muscular torso. "Professor," you say as you place your footwear under the chair, "I don't mind but why are we moving so fast? And why such a short match?"

The Professor and Mallow share a look, with the former sighing. "See, the Kahunas have some concerns about how some of the other regions might react to the... finer details of how our customs work. And there's only so much someone can understand signing a waver, so they want something fast and to-the-point so those representatives can really get what they might be in for if they decide to keep going forward with us."

Starting to reach for your belt (and seeing Mallow's eyes light up with curiosity), it is your turn to sigh. "And Professor Oak did tell me to focus more on learning about your people and customs than battling. So it makes sense to use me as a... I guess 'sacrifice' sounds too harsh."

Kukui snorts in amusement. "Nah, no need to sugarcoat it, kid. We kinda are. But don't think your willingness to go along with it isn't appreciated. Frankly, Kanto's been one of the regions we've had better luck getting along with. Nothing like the headaches from those whiny Sinnoh bastards."

You undo your belt buckle, open you snap on your pants, hook your thumbs inside and, so you do not have a chance to lose your nerve, swiftly pull down both those pants and your underwear at the same time. The awkward thrill of disrobing in front of others (one of them being a very attractive woman) is enough that your cock is already hard and juts outwards once you stand up straight again. You know you are far from having the longest or thickest penis in Kanto, but you do feel a small spark of pride runs through you as you see Mallow lean closer to Kukui and whisper, "Wow. Think all Kantoians are that meaty?"

The dark-skinned, busty Trial Captain steps forward and hands you the wrist bracelet. It is a pretty thing, with diamond-shaped, different colored jewels along its surface and she indicates for you to put it on your right wrist. As you do so, she pours out some of the lotion from the bottle into her right hand and, before you can react, drops to her knees, takes hold of your dick, and starts stroking it so her warm palm can get the cool liquid over your length.

A combination hiss and yelp escapes your lips at the unexpected contact, her up and down motions getting your shaft slick and pausing only long enough for her thumb to explore your crown and get it coated as well. Professor Kukui seems unbothered by Mallow's hand job and looks you in the eye as he says, "Ceremonial, pre-battle cleansing. Challenges out in the wilds can be as dirty as they want, but we're basing these kinds of arena battles off of the Kahuna Challenges. And tradition demands a certain level of enforced cleanliness no matter what a battle may or may not involve."

You nod in understanding... or at least as much as you can with a smiling woman enthusiastically attending to your penis. Mallow lets go just long enough to pour out a little more of the liquid onto her palm before she takes hold of your balls and starts to "cleanse" your sack as well. The way her fingers linger after every rub does make you wonder if she may also be sneaking in a little self-gratification on top of her duties... not that you can really think to object by this point.

"There we go," she says after what feels like an eternity of rubbing, "This is so the Tapu may bless you with fertility and guard you from affliction."

Mallow lets go but then suddenly leans forward and gives the tip of your cock a quick little kiss. "And that was for luck," she impishly giggles before standing back up and handing you the robe.

Your face is now beet red as you throw the robe on and tie it closed. "I won't do it QUITE the same way," Kukui says, "But I'll wish you luck as well. Doesn't look like you need much though."

His eyes briefly dart in Mallow's direction before he winks at you. "Considering how it looks like you've racked up a fan in Alola already, you gotta have some fortune on your side as is."

"I wouldn't say I'm a FAN," Mallow interjects in a purring voice, "but I'm open to being convinced, depending on how you do."

With that, the two leave you alone, giving you a minute or two to get your boner back under control before someone comes to guide you to where you will enter the arena.