Jack turns up for his first official battle

It had been an odd week. Per the Professor's advice, Jack hadn't let Mandip out of her Ball more than a few hours a day, enough to eat balls of rice in curry sauce, train her moves up (even deigning to shoot curry from her tits a few times) and groom her. It felt odd, this half-Pokémon half-woman obediently letting him brush her long silky black hair.

Until the day of his first official battle, arriving at a corporate office building, and being directed to a sub-basement where a much more profession-looking arena was set up, in a recessed dip in the floor plated with aluminium. A small crowd of nerdy-looking men were gathered and excitedly chatting; Jack arriving behind them as Josh aka MasterEngineer_73 looked up. He welcomed his friend, gesturing him over, introducing him to a few of the crowd. "Hey, Jack, so great you could make it. You know the Professor, this is my man Rick who invested in our initial start-up, he's got 2 Pokémon of his own..." He turned to a tall handsome blonde man with a tan. "And this is Red, he's one of the American team over here visiting London."

The American trainer confidently shook Jack's hand. "Hey man, nice to meet you. Excited to meet some British Pokémon."

"Well, y'know, it's an honour, you guys made something miraculous here!"

There was some milling about and chatting and introducing, before the Professor clapped his hands. "Well, you know, we should crack on before we run out of time here. Jack, you ready?" He gestured Jack over, and Red joined them. "So, just a 1v1 battle, show off your Pokémon."

Jack looked a little incredulous for a moment. "Um... you want me to battle him? But he's one of the creators."
The Professor grunted. "So am I, we've battled."
Red just laughed. "Hey, look, none of us have been doing this very long. I'll use my newest Pokémon, she's probably about the same level as yours." He explained, "It's not like Pokémon where everyone who's been doing it five minutes has a full roster, we would get caught immediately if we expanded that fast." He pulled out a Poké Ball from his pocket, tossing it lightly into the air. "So, ready to go?"

This arena definitely seemed more professional; two seating areas either side, although with only like eight guys here, they all sat on one side. The Professor sat at a terminal under the battle screen, Jack and Red standing at opposite podiums waiting for everything to commence. He brought a mic to his mouth, clearing his throat, "Well, welcome to another Poké Ball Battle Arena. Tonight, we've got two special guests for you." He gestured to one side. "From here in London, we've got Jack Thomas, the newest member of our little collective. As is tradition, he'll be taking his first Pokémon and pitting it against..." He gestured to the other side. "Trainer Red, one of our founders, the guy who managed to program the battle system... Trainer Red!" The six watching trainers applauded loudly, or as loudly as six people could.

Jack gulped. At least this was all in good fun, right The Professor raised both arms. "Now, without further ado, choose your Pokémon!" Both men drew and threw their Poké Balls.

"Mandip, I choose you!"
"It's time to battle, Salma!"

There was an audible gasp as Mandip appeared naked, opposite Hollywood actress Salma Hayek. Her huge Latina tits hung from her milf chest, a determined expression on her face, conferring and arguing breaking out among the watchers. She was definitely getting more attention than Mandip. It was a bit of a douche move, upstaging Mandip's debut, and she turned to look up at her trainer with a hurt expression. Flinching, she turned back to square off against Salma. Why was she hung up on what these nerds thought? What was wrong with her?!

The Professor continued announcing as the screen updated, showing: 'Salma, Level 15, Type Latin/Mommy vs Mandip, Level 10, Type Asian'. "Mandip is Jack's first Pokémon and a real beauty she is too. Salma is Red's third acquisition, and this is her UK debut. Who will triumph tonight? There's only one way to find out!"

"I'm gonna kick your ass," Mandip smirked competitively.
"Try me, niñita," purred Salma in her husky voice.

The screen lit up, oscillating between the two before pointing to Red's side. He didn't even hesitate. "Salma, let's kick it off! Use Bimbo Body!" Salma put her hands on her hips smugly, shaking her tits, before turning to shake her ass, as a vague sensation of building power and suddenly her knockers inflated. her F cups inflating frantically into H cup hangers dwarfing her milf torso. Mandip was taken aback. She could never inflate to that size! They were so big... and juicy...

Salivating, Mandip could feel herself becoming shamefully turned on, her nipples and cunt feeling warm and stimulated. 'Salma used BIMBO BODY! Salma's breasts swelled 2 sizes! Mandip became cumfused!' She staggered to and fro, barely able to see or hear, she couldn't stop thinking about those big fucking milkers. Somewhere dimly she could hear Jack shouting... was he telling her to do something? Well, she shouldn't let him down...

'Mandip used FLAUNT! Salma's Quickness fell sharply! Mandip's breasts swelled one size!' Despite herself, Salma was taken offguard by them a little, but still managed to jeer at her stumbling, cumfused opponent. "Still half as big as mine, niñita!"

"After the first round, Mandip's in rough shape!" The Professor called through the mic. "Salma's tits are ginormous and poor Mandip is cumfused. Can Jack pull this back? Mandip can act again, Salma's Quickness has been reduced, so..."

Jack called out to Mandip, who was still stumbling about confused, her nipples visibly rock hard, her hand absently stroking her horny wet pussy. "Mandip, focus up! I need you to use... Mandip?" Instead, Mandip ended up falling on her back, legs spread, rubbing herself, panting and moaning. 'Mandip was cumfused... Mandip came so hard!' A chunk came off Mandip's HP bar as she humiliated herself, men pointing and laughing, as was Salma, as she lay on her back letting out a loud, obnoxious orgasm. Her hands played with her tits and pussy, her mouth vacantly mumbling, "Big milf tits... wanna motorboat 'em..."

"Press the advantage on the little tramp!" Red called out. "Use Spank!"

Salma hauled Mandip onto her thigh, bent over, brown boobs lolling underneath her. She drew back her hand and slapped Mandip's ass so hard she let out another humiliating yell, a chunk of her health bar falling off. "You need to learn your place," sneered Salma, slapping Mandip again.

"Yes, mommy!" Mandip involuntarily yelped, as Salma slapped her ass again, even harder. Salma gave her one final blow, sending her yelping and staggering back to her line, clutching her aching ass. 'Salma used SPANK! Mandip was spanked 3 times! It's super effective!'

The Professor clutched the mic. "Still everything to play for, but Mandip's looking wounded. Asian types are weak to Mommy type attacks, guess they're not able to stand up to pushy parents!" The crowd laughed along as Mandip looked disgusted. "Can she have a turnaround in fortune?"

Jack leaned over the edge of the arena, "C'mon, Mandip, I know you've got this. OK?"

She leaned on the edge of the arena, clutching her ass and wincing. "Easy for you to say, I think she nearly took a buttock off."
"OK, but even if she does win, you know I'm still so proud of you, right?" Mandip wanted to tell him to piss off, but it did feel nice being reassured by her trainer.

She managed to awkwardly shuffle back to the line, as Jack told her, "Mandip, use your Curry Muncher ability!" Again, as if by magic, the plastic carton of rice and curry sauce appeared and Mandip stuffed her face into it, sauce dribbling over her chin and tits, grains of rice flying everywhere.

Red scrunched up his nose. "Man, that's disgusting." He looked at Mandip's health bar creeping up, "Salma, get in there and Spank that dumb bitch!" Salma cracked her knuckles, advancing on Mandip and managing to grab her, food spilling from her hand and magically vanishing as it spread over the floor.

"H-hey, let- Fuck!" One resounding spank, then another. Her HP plummeted, an annoying beep-boop noise flashing from the screen. She managed to wriggle away, on just a sliver of health, jumping like a rabbit, clutching her aching ass. Her inflated breasts bounced as she hopped, to the laughter of the audience.