Nope!

The battle seems to go well at first. Ivysaur soaks up the electricity while Slowpoke fires concentrated bursts of water at the fire type. Unfortunately, they are faster with their commands since there is two of them. Growlithe manages to hit Ivysaur with Firespin and Magnamite hits Slowpoke with Thunderbolt. It's over quickly after that. What you're not sure is why losing led to your panties around your ankles and your breasts exposed while Debra from Channel 5 molests you.

"Now, tell me everything you know about that eruption!" The journalist says while her middle and index finger expertly dig around in your snatch. You're not sure they teach this kind of technique in journalism school, but it's effective. She's also playing with your large tits, using her spare hand to knead and squeeze your breast while pinching your nipple.

"Uhh! The eruption was... Ohhh! Caused by legendary Pokemon fighting. Mmmph... Heatran and Moltres!" You explain between moans, while desperately humping your hips against her fingers. You'd tell her anything to get her to keep drilling those fingers into you.

"A legendary Pokemon battle? Incredible! Who won?" Debra asks with excitement, rewarding your honestly with a flick to your clit. That sends a surge of pleasure up your spine, causing you to spurt your juices on her delving fingers.

"M-Moltres. Moltres won and stopped the eruption!" You say, trying to keep the full details a secret. It's hard though because part of you wants to be a good girl and spill all your secrets to Debra.

"Really? Is that everything? You aren't holding anything back to sell to the tabloids?" She asks, leaning down to start licking over your breasts. Her tongue play combined with her finger work is taking you to dizzying levels of pleasure.

"Ahhhn! After the battle Moltres was weakened and took rest inside me!" You moan as your toes curl. So much for that secret. It only took a little bit of prodding to get that out of you.

"Good girl! Such a good girl! Since you're such a good girl, I'll let you cum!" The reporter praises you, twisting her digits inside of you before pulling them out; only to replace her fingers with the blunt end of the microphone.

"Haaahnn!" You cry out in ecstasy as the mic violates you. Then she starts thrusting it in and out, and you thrust your hips to meet it as if it were a cock. All the while moaning with the most pathetically happy look upon your face.

Ten minutes later Debra is giving her official report in front of path to the volcano, with your pathetic state of undress visible off to the side of the shot. Once she's done filming, she heads over to you.

"Thanks for the footage. If this doesn't get me anchor I don't know what will." She says, flicking a business card your way. "If you have any more news or information, call me at this number. I'll pump it out of you on camera again."

With that, she walks away. Oh great, now you getting molested by that 2-bit reporter is going to be blasted all over Kanto. What's worse is you enjoyed it so much you're looking forward to follow-up.