Hacking your trainer registration

You aren't left alone for more than 30 seconds, as two new grunts quickly arrive to take you for "processing". You are first brought over to a photo booth where your hat, your last remaining thing you could call "clothing", is removed and casually tossed in the garbage. You're instructed to stand still as they snap a series of headshots.

Once your face is captured, they clip a tag to your collar and tell you to stand still for a photo again. This time they get even more photos, making you turn around slowly to get pictures of you from all angles. Once they finish you ask, "What's this all for, anyway?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, ****? Not like a failure of a trainer like you would get it," the photographer snaps back at you with a laugh.

The other grunt, already seated at a computer nearby, waves you over with a smile. As you make your way over he points to an empty chair next to him, which you gladly claim. Once seated you have a good view of what he has open on the screen, and what you see confuses you. Somehow Team Rocket has access to the Trainer Registration system, which should only be available to Pokemon Centers, Gym Leaders, and VIP's like Professor Oak! You watch in disbelief as the grunt uploads your headshot to the system and his computer begins searching through trainer cards to find the one that matches the picture.

This process takes a while, and in that time you get to see all the female trainers it's searching through to find yours. You are surprised how many female trainers are registered under male ones. Most of them are registered under Sex Friend or Sex Toy status, but a shocking amount are registered as Sex Slaves. For several minutes his system cycles through hundreds of profiles until it stops and beeps, finally finding yours.

"Well... Amber?" the grunt next to you reads aloud to you as he looks at your trainer registration. You nod.

"Well, ****, nobody's gonna be calling you 'Amber' from now on," his friend remarks as changes start being made to your account. "Whoa, hold on!" he exclaims, leaning over in front of the screen to get a closer look. "Look at this kid," he says, pointing to Blue's picture as your registered Master. "I've seen him before. Blue.... Isn't that Professor Oak's son?"

"Grandson," you correct him.

"Oh yeah, I've seen this kid on TV with his grandpa before," the seated grunt comments, finally recognizing the face as well. "Well, sucks for him to lose this fine piece of ass," he turns to you and gropes your inner thigh for emphasis before getting back to work. He leaves your trainer card open while creating a new, obviously dummy card with a fake name and fake registration date. He doesn't even bother to upload a photo. Once the new account is registered, he signs over your ownership as a Sex **** to the fake account before pausing at the entry for the date you were registered to your new Master. "Hold on, under 'Date Created' on your card, it lists today, is that right?"

"Yes," you reply sheepishly.

"Damn, you might be the stupidest slut yet!" the other grunt returns to gloat again. "Starting as a trainer, registering as a Sex ****, and getting captured by Team Rocket all in the same day!"

The seated grunt chuckles. "Ah, well, that just means we won't be able to fake a registration date. Should be fine." He puts in today's date as the day you were registered as a Sex **** to this fake trainer. "And one last thing," he continues as he clicks into the "status" field, which currently says "Sex ****". A couple more clicks and he selects a new status: "Sex **** - PERMANENT".

When he does so, a warning pops up on the screen.

!!WARNING!!

Registering as 'Sex **** - PERMANENT' will PERMANENTLY revoke your trainer card. Your trainer card cannot be reinstated, and you will indefinitely forfeit the right to participate in Pokemon battles. Registering as 'Sex **** - PERMANENT' is entirely voluntary unless stipulated in a previously-registered submission contract.

To confirm, please provide your fingerprint.

The grunt getting you set up looks at you, expecting you to make the next move. When you finally realize what he wants, you frantically look around the desk for a fingerprint scanner. He calmly holds it out to you and you place your thumb in it. After several seconds the system beeps and the warning disappears. The system goes blank for a moment, then your trainer card reappears with its updated info.

Gone is Blue's face opposite yours, replaced with the info of the fake trainer card that was manufactured for you. Along the bottom, your status is listed in bold, red lettering: 'Sex **** - PERMANENT'. Instead of listing an ID number under 'Trainer ID' it simply says '[REVOKED]', again in bold red letters. Across your picture is a massive stamp that says 'VOID'. If you printed out your trainer card now, there would be no mistaking your status as a failure. You take a deep breath, letting it finally sink in that Team Rocket has taken away your rights as a trainer and as a person.