Oh, victory photo!

You and Blue lay beside each other, catching your breaths as you bask in the afterglow of your orgasms. You take this time to stare at your rival’s glorious, sweat-drenched body; her perfect D-cup breasts, her flat, toned stomach, her long and graceful legs, and the cum-stuffed pussy between them. You want to burn this image into your mind, to never forg- oh wait. Victory photo.

You let go of Blue’s hand and roll off of the bed, getting a confused “Hm?” from her. You fish your Pokédex out of your discarded jeans, then return to your position kneeling between Blue’s legs. She exhales slightly, but says nothing as you line up your camera, trying to get most of her body in the shot like you had Daisy. It’s then that an idea occurs to you.

“Blue, could you do something for me?” You ask before taking the picture.

“Sure?” She doesn’t seem to have returned to her normal self yet, so she isn’t bitching at you or anything. Which is nice.

“Put your hands together in a heart-shape over your chest, okay?” You want to get her in the exact same pose as her sister. Maybe this could be a staple for you. Some of the most popular trainers do things like this in their victory photos or videos; have the girls take certain poses or say certain things, or do things like take their underwear or write something on them. Taking ‘hearts’ could be yours.

“Like this?” Blue brings her hands together over her breasts as you had asked.

“Perfect. Smile!” She obliges once again, and you snap the picture you had hoped for. A smiling Blue, with a heart made over her chest and cum spilling out of her pussy. Just like the picture of Daisy you still hadn’t decided to upload yet.

Setting your phone down on a bedside table, you lay back down next to Blue, letting yourself relax. This has been an intense day; your morning jerk-off session, training on Route 1, finding and beating Blue before finally fucking her… and it’s only a little before 11:00 AM!

A couple of minutes of silence pass, then Blue asks a question. “Can I see that picture?”

“Huh? Oh, sure.” You don’t see any reason to refuse, so you reach over and grab your Pokédex and hand it to her after opening it.

She takes it, looks at the photo of her for one second, then swipes to the previous picture on your camera roll… the only other picture on your camera roll. “Ah! Blue!” You shout in vain; it’s too late. She’s seen it.

Blue’s eyes go wide and her mouth falls agape as she processes what she’s looking at, “SIS!?” Comes her incredulous cry, as she sees the picture of Daisy in the same position she had just been in moments ago. Her head whips around to stare at you in utter shock. “Did you fuck my sister!?”

You sigh in resignation. “Yes, Blue. I did. Why did you go through my photos!?” You snatch your Pokédex out of her hand.

The look of shock refuses to leave Blue’s face. “I wanted to see if… if I was your first too… or if you had done it with someone else after beating me yesterday.” Is she sad that she wasn’t your first, perhaps? “But I never thought Sis would have… I mean maybe Mom, but Sis!? Why!?”

Putting aside her comment about Kim, you decide to answer her question. “She… offered to let me practice on her, since I’m inexperienced. I accepted.” You say as evenly as you can.

“And the pose? The one you had me do too?” Blue asks, slowly starting to regain her normal fire.

“She said I could take a picture if I wanted, and she made that pose when I did. I asked you to do it too because… I was thinking it could be like, ‘my thing’, y’know?” You explain calmly.

Blue sits in silence for several seconds, then a minute, then several minutes, before speaking again. “Did she seem… happy?” She stares directly into your eyes, ready to judge your response.

You answer as honestly as you can “She did, I think. She enjoyed the sex, came three times, and she seemed to be in a really good mood… until we found out Kim had been home and heard us, that is.”

The sandy-blonde winces in sympathy. “Thaaat couldn’t have been fun. Definitely a lot of teasing after that.” She sighs deeply, and looks to be thinking deeply. “Look… Mom, Gramps and I have all been… worried about Daisy, ever since Arthur up and vanished. So if she had fun… thanks. Fucking hell, ‘thanks for fucking my sister’. That’s what I just said. And meant.” She shakes her head… then snaps back to look at you again. “Wait, when did this happen?”

You flinch; here comes this part. “Not long after our battle.”

She narrows her eyes at your hesitant tone. “…Did I walk in on this, too?”

Yet another sigh leaves your lips. “Yup. I hid upstairs and listened to your conversation with her.” Blue’s left eye twitches, but before she can say anything, you continue. “That’s when I decided I had to take your virginity, because I heard you sounded disappointed that I hadn’t. And I’m sorry, but I don’t regret listening either. Get mad at me if you want to.” You brace yourself for a tirade of curses and insults.

They don’t come, however. Blue just sighs. “It’s…fine. Not like getting mad is gonna change anything.” Who is this and what did she do with Blue? “I can’t say I’m happy about this, but… you were the least terrible option, after all.”

That may be the nicest thing she’s ever said to you. You consider asking her about the reason she started being so hostile towards you, but decide not to push your luck. There is one other thing you want to get out there, though, to clear the air completely.

“Can I admit something else to you, Blue?”

“Oh great, what?” Her personality has shifted back at this point, though she doesn’t seem quite as venomous to you.

“After our first battle, I hid and watched you clean yourself off in the creek and masturbate.” You confess, and brace yourself once again.

Her eyes and lips shut tight in annoyance for a moment, but again her response is far from her usual rage. “Of course you did, pervert. And did you spurt your loser load on the ground while touching yourself?” Her biting words have little malice to them.

“Sure did.” You reply honestly, then decide to shoot back. “Did you lick that vibrator clean after? I didn’t quite see.”

She flinches in shock. “I have NO idea what you are talking about. None at all. You freak.”

“You just told me earlier you always like to taste yourself after you masturbate.” You counter teasingly. She turns her head from you and doesn’t respond. Neither one of you speaks for several minutes, each thinking about the many events of the past 2 days. You have both experienced so much together, so rapidly, and you feel like you have both already changed quite a bit.

The silence is broken when Blue asks you a question. “Hey, can I use your shower real quick? I’d rather not get my clothes any more dirty by putting them back on and going back to my room to shower, so…?”