Impending Doom

“If you’re going to be such a trash trainer, you better be good at giving forfeits!” You growl, shoving the pink-haired slut deeper into your cunt. She whimpers inside of you, and her girlfriend leans forward on her tree stump to watch, expression inscrutable. The pink-haired girl whose name you don’t know was the last person you’d beaten, and probably the last person you’d beat today. Her girlfriend crushed you with her Oddish, and after this, you’re going to get gangbanged by at least 5 people. You scan the small crowd watching you, ready to claim your body after you finish this forfeit, and a sense of impending doom begins to descend on you. Four boys and a girl are going to fuck you after this, and probably do something humiliating as well. Arceus, why did everyone decide to fight you today?

“Are you going to fuck her?” The raven-haired beauty enjoying the scene asks, and you shove her breathless girlfriend out of you. She falls on her back and immediately gets up on her elbows, but you sit on top of her, straddling her waist with your legs. The at least six-foot tall giantess is ripped, with muscles that would put a body-builder to shame, and you can feel the strength of her body beneath you. You push her flat on the grass, feeling satisfaction for overpowering the amazonian woman and shove your C-cups into her face to start her worship of your body. She starts sucking instinctively, licking and biting your nipples, and you let out a moan of delight when she bites and pulls a nipple. The slut reaches up to grab your back, but you shove both her muscular arms back down, spreadeagling her while you sit on top of her.

“You just stay right there.” You snarl, tugging your nipple out of her mouth and sitting up. She lets out a little whine of disappointment but lies there obediently as you asked. First, you lightly run your hand down her abs, admiring her 6-pack as your fingers go up and down the little bumps of her muscles. You’re mesmerized by how strong they feel, flexing underneath your exploring hands, and you admire them almost hypnotically.

“I wonder how much she works out to get this ripped…” You think absently, unconsciously grinding against her abs. Somehow, it feels great and her body entrances you as you continue to play with her stomach. Luckily, her girlfriend coughs and pulls you out of your mesmerization.

“Hey, if you want to make her melt into a puddle, just play with the crook of her neck. It’ll turn her into a newborn kitten.” She says flirtatiously, and the girl beneath you glares at her.

“Alice! Don’t help her! I don’t want toooo…” Her admonishment cuts off as you follow Alice’s advice and lightly lick the pink-haired girl’s neck. “Noooo! Stooopp!” She cries as her body unconsciously writhes under you. You start kissing and sucking her neck and shoulders, and she squirms under you, uncontrollable lust controlling her, as despite her mind’s resistance, her body just wants more. You cease your teasing to give her a break and lean in to brush your lips against her ear.

“Seems like your girlfriend wants you to be my toy.” You breathe into her ear, and she growls. In an instant, she flips you onto your back and pins you against the grass. Glaring down at you, she grabs your wrists and holds them above your head. A knee starts rubbing against your cunt, and her hot breath blows against your cheek. Her void-like black eyes glare at you with triumph, her physical prowess being proved against little old you. In return, you look back at her coolly, knowing that despite the situation, you’re really in charge here.

“Get. Off.” You command, and she hesitates for a second before letting you go. You push her off of you, and she kneels there meekly, not sure what to do.

“That wasn’t very nice of you was it?” You say, tilting her face up. She tries to reply, but you squeeze her cheeks so that nothing more than gibberish flows from her lips. “Are you going to make it up to me?” You ask and **** her to nod her head up and down while she glares at you. “Good girl!” You coo, making Alice snicker from behind you, and you scratch the girl’s head.

“You’re going to lick my pussy, and if you can’t make me orgasm in… Let’s say 2 minutes, I’m going to ask your girlfriend how to turn you into a mess. How does that sound?” You ask, and her girlfriend shows you the timer she started. Before she can reply, you shove her face into your soaking wet cunt.

“Mmmph!” The pink-haired girl replies, her response muffled by your pussy. You slowly squat down, and then maneuver into a sitting position, taking care to keep her tongue inside of you at all times. You sigh in disappointment as her tongue does nothing to you. How the fuck did Indy, a virgin, eat you out better than a lesbian in a relationship?

“Come on, you can do better than that.” You encourage, rubbing her soft pink hair. She starts spasming her tongue inside of you, which somehow makes it even worse. The next minute and a half are filled with the worst tongue play you’ve ever felt, even with you trying to guide the hapless girl, and when Alice’s Pokédex beeps, you all but throw your victim out of your pussy. You stand up, your cunt drier than a desert from whatever the fuck just happened, and glare down at the useless pink-haired slut.

“Jeez, you couldn’t have eaten me out worse if you tried! What was that?! Your girlfriend might be too nice to tell you how bad you are, but a literal virgin ate me out better than you!” You scold, and she goes red and avoids your gaze, staring down at the ground despondently. Alice’s Pokédex rings and you watch her walk away a bit to take the call. And then you turn back to the useless lesbian before you and give her one last chance. “You get one more chance. Make me orgasm, using any means necessary.” You bark and lay down on the ground. She immediately crawls over and starts fingering you with no technique whatsoever, and after 30 seconds of abject agony, you push her out of you and slap her hand away as she reaches for you again.

She moves towards you, and you bark, “Enough!” She stops, looking like a deer in headlights, and you tear into her with all your pent-up frustration. “God, I hope your girlfriend doesn’t just keep you around as eye candy, because right now that’s all you’re good for. You’re terrible at this, and I can’t believe how useless you are!” You scold, and her eyes widen in hurt and shock.

“I’m sorry, just-” She apologizes and reaches for you again, but you jerk out of her grasp and glare at her scathingly as you tear into her again.

“I can’t believe you’re in a relationship! At this rate, all you’re good for is baiting for her! That’s why she keeps you around, isn’t it? So that you can weaken her opponents and carry her around! You’re the worst fuck I’ve ever had! Jeez, I wonder how Alice even gets off with someone as useless as you! A fucking virgin made me cum yesterday, so why can’t you, you godawful- Oh shit.”

The girl in front of you is crying. Oh no, you didn’t mean to make her cry! Her herculean shoulders shake as she silently sobs, and you feel absolutely terrible. You kneel down next to her and rub her back as you frantically apologize. The four trainers watching you titter and laugh at her, making you give them a withering glare to silence them. This isn’t funny, you made someone cry! What kind of sick person laughs at that? You gently hug her, resisting her weak attempts to push you away and stroke the back of her head, trying to comfort her.

“I’m so sorry! I’m sure you have other lovely qualities that your girlfriend loves you for! It’s okay, you can stop crying now, I’m sorry for yelling at you!” You say desperately, trying to say whatever it takes to make her stop, but she doesn’t stop crying. Oh shit, maybe you shouldn’t have shouted at her. You can feel wetness on your shoulder as her tears drip onto you, and you pull back a little as she rubs at her eyes with a forearm. She turns away from you, not wanting to break the law by running away from you, but not wanting to be near you either, and you start rubbing her back to soothe her.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’m sure what you’re doing works for your girlfriend! Everyone’s different, you know? Maybe this would make someone else cum! I’m sorry for yelling at you, you’re not useless! Please stop crying!” You plead, and her sobs slow down a little. A figure blocks the setting sun, and your blood goes cold as you look up at the pink-haired girl’s furious girlfriend.

“What. Did. You. Do?” Alice hisses, and you look up at her in terror. Alice’s icy blue eyes pierce yours, and a malevolent aura radiates around her as she glares at you.

So yeah, Blue made a girl cry. Next chapter in 72 hours!