Never!

No! I can't let this happen to me! What the hell am I even thinking?!

You recall your fallen Charmeleon to its pokeball before sending out your last pokemon. "Go, Pidgey!" The small flying-type enters the battlefield, and you see the Team Rocket member open his mouth to laugh, or make some mocking comment; you decide you're not going to give him the chance.

"Tackle, now!" you yell, knowing you need to get the early advantage to stand any kind of chance, and the bird pokemon lets out a shrill cry as it swoops in towards Raticate.

"Bite," commands the Rocket member, still smirking, and before you can do anything Raticate has caught your Pidgey mid-flight in its mouth, its sharp teeth crunching down on the wing of the tiny bird pokemon as it cries out in pain.

"Pidgey, no!" you cry, not being able to bear the sounds of its agony. You're unable to hold back your tears anymore; they flow freely down your cheeks as your body shakes with small sobs. Mercifully, the Raticate quickly lets Pidgey go, but it's done the job; your pokemon is no longer able to fly, and with a snap of your opponent's fingers his Raticate charges in for one final tackle. Your last glimmer of hope is shattered in front of you, as Pidgey faints after just a few seconds of battle.

"Fucking pathetic," says the Team Rocket member, as you sink to your knees on the cold hard floor, the horrible feeling of defeat that you hadn't felt since you lost to Blue back in Pallet Town rushing over you. If anything, though, this was even worse; Blue was a misogynistic asshole and a bully, but at least he was fairly predictable; you had no idea if this guy was bluffing or not about turning you into a sex ****, or even if he was the only member of his team in this cave. This can't be happening...

The victorious Team Rocket member walks across the cave floor towards you, gently kicking your **** Pidgey aside as he approaches. "Get up, bitch," he says, looking down at you with that horrible smirk still plastered on his face. You try to get to your feet, knowing that it'll just be worse for you if you don't obey his commands, but something stops you from doing so; whether it's a **** attempt to cling onto your pride and defiance or just the overwhelming fear and shame you're feeling you don't know.

"I said... get... up..." he says, snarling slightly as he swats at your hat to knock it off your head before grabbing onto your long brown hair. "Ah!" you yelp as he roughly pulls you to your feet by your hair, making you look at his face in the dim light of the cave. He pulls you closer to him, close enough that you can feel his foul-smelling breath on your face as he leers at you. "You had the chance to just give up, slut. You're really going to regret not taking it..."

He lets go of your hair and you **** yourself to stay on your feet as he moves both his hands onto your white t-shirt, pulling it up and over your head. Now scared of inciting his wrath, you hurriedly throw your arms up so it's easier for him to pull your t-shirt off, leaving you in your white bra that barely contains your large breasts. He eyes your tits hungrily, and throws your t-shirt away before ripping off your bra too, your boobs bouncing as they're set free from their constraints. To your further humiliation your nipples almost immediately stiffen in the cold air of the cave, and this does not go unnoticed by your tormentor.

"Eager, huh? You bitches are all the same," he grins. "Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting." You go to protest but just end up letting out another yelp of pain as he grabs both of your nipples and pinches them, hard.

"Ahhhn… stooppppp!" you whine, as he starts twisting the sensitive flesh between his fingers. I was meant to be a Pokemon Master! He can't fucking do this!

But he can, of course, and he can do a whole lot more, which he demonstrates by letting go of one of your nipples to pull down your tight yoga pants and white panties in one yank, revealing your tight pussy. "Hah! Fucking wet already!" he smirks, and you're shamefully aware he's not lying; the **** of your nipples may be painful but your body is betraying you and getting aroused all the same. This is like the bug catcher thing all over again! Why do I get so turned on by this shit?!

"Hey!" calls a male voice out of the darkness. "What's going on here?"

Hope rushes through you. Someone's here to save you!