It's Your Only Option

As concerned as you are about Mankey's weakness to flying moves, your only other available pokemon is a fire-type who would be **** just standing near the pool, let alone facing off with Goldeen and whatever the gym leader's other water pokemon is.

"Go, Mankey!" you call, steeling yourself before throwing the pokeball. The fighting-type emerges onto your platform, looking excited to battle.

"A fighting type?" Misty asks. "Oh, honey, I feel almost bad for you..." Her mock sympathy then vanishes instantly, the cocky smirk returning to her face. "Same again, Goldeen; let's finish this bitch!"

The water-type swims closer to your platform before once again leaping high into the air, gaining height in order to ensure maximum damage from its Peck attack. Your eyes fill with concentration; you need to time this exactly right or you're done. Right as Goldeen is at the peak of its jump, you call for a Thunder Punch. Mankey gathers electrical energy in its fist, the crackling sound loud enough to be heard all around the pool area. You wish you could photograph the expression on your opponent's face as she realises what's about to happen, and that she's powerless to stop it. Goldeen dives towards Mankey, unaware that anything is wrong, and, just as its horn is about to connect with the pig-monkey's body, a lightning-charged fist rams into the water pokemon's body, knocking it straight back into the water, quivering a little before it faints.

"Dammit dammit DAMMIT!" yells Misty, in full tantrum mode as she stomps her feet and kicks out at thin air in pure rage.

"Great job, Mankey!" you cheer, hugging your loyal pokemon before turning back to face Misty. "One hit! One!" you yell, mocking the redhead's words from earlier.

"Fucking Thunder Punch AGAIN!" she yells, this apparently being a regular occurrence.

"I have to admit, we really should stop those mart guys from selling that move to people," muses Lily from her poolside bench seat.

"I thought I had cut a deal with them already," sighs Violet. "Guess those blowjobs I gave 'em were for nothing, huh..."

"Mind you, if he hadn't had Thunder Punch in his arsenal that Blue guy might not have beaten me," grins Daisy, and you feel an instinctive rush of anger shooting through you at the mention of your rival's name. "I would've hated him to miss out on claiming his reward, if you know what I mean."

"Ugh, will you bitches shut up about guys you've fucked!" whines Misty, as she angrily retrieves her **** Goldeen to its pokeball. "It's bad enough I have to watch it happen, let alone hear about it after."

"Like you're gonna shut up about Amber if she gets to dominate you," quips Violet, and Misty goes red with anger yet again.

"Uuuuuurrrgh!" she rages, before readying her last pokeball. "You guys just shut up and watch, I'm gonna beat this slut! Go, Starmie!" She tosses the ball across to your platform, unleashing a purple starfish pokemon with a shimmering red gem in the center of its body. Shit. This could be bad... Starmie is a dual water/psychic type, and has access to moves that could be devastating to your Mankey.

You don't want to give her a chance to pull any of those moves off. "Thunder Punch!" you command once again, and your pokemon's fist once again crackles with electric energy, Misty calling for her Starmie to move out of the way. She's just a little too slow, and Mankey's punch connects with one of Starmie's limbs. "Yes!" you cheer, expecting the pokemon to be knocked out or at least wounded... but it isn't. "Wh-what?!" you gasp, amazed at how effortlessly the starfish pokemon has shrugged off the super-effective attack.

Misty lets out a horrible, unbelievably smug laugh. "Hah! That isn't gonna work this time, bitch! Me and Starmie have trained to resist electric moves by regularly taking shocks of high voltages! Your one-trick wonder of a pokemon just isn't going to be enough!" You can feel the arrogance radiating from her as she closes in on a victory over you, and the sexual reward that comes with it.

"Y'know, it really isn't necessary to shock yourself in order to train your pokemon," smirks Violet.

"Hey don't kink-shame our little sis!" says Lily, sarcastically admonishing her older sibling. "She can be into whatever she wants."

Misty glares at them, before turning her attention back to the battle. "Starmie, Psybeam!" she yells, and a bolt of energy shoots out from the psychic pokemon's gem, powerful enough to knock out your defensively-weak Mankey in one hit for sure...