Perspective Shift: Blue

Word from the author: While the main character of this story will always be Red, occasionally we will switch perspectives and see the world through the eyes of other characters. Blue, in this instance. The word ‘you’ and its related terms will refer to whatever character we are on the perspective of. This lasts until the perspective shifts again. Hope this is clear. Enjoy!

You step boldly out of town and onto Route 1, the first true step taken on your journey to become Champion of the Indigo Plateau. Your bag is fully packed and your new partner Squirtle is at your side. Nothing can stop you!

The road to Viridian city takes about 8 hours at a steady pace, so you should still make it before nightfall, thankfully. You’ve walked this road before, though never alone, but you still would rather not spend the night in the wilderness if you can help it. You know lots of towns are farther apart, so you're going to have to eventually…

These words, ‘have to eventually’, send your mind back to your conversation with Daisy. Should you just… ask Red to deflower you? Is that really a good idea? You know the answer, but are too stubborn to admit it. Maybe you’ll just never lose again! Yeah, like Lady Violet, one of the most popular female trainers in all of Kanto. She’s been a trainer for three years and never lost, you can do that!

Your mind flashes back to this morning, and your battle with Red. Your loss, and subsequent forfeit, as reality sinks in. There’s just no way. You don’t know how Lady Violet has done it, but she must be 1 in a million. In all likelihood, you are going to get fucked sooner rather than later. Especially in Viridian, where trainers had to get their eighth badge from. You can get the other seven in any order, the gym leaders have different teams to us based on how many badges you already have, but Viridian’s Earth Badge must be eighth. Apparently the gym leader is an extremely busy man, one who only wants to be bothered by the best of the best. So the best of the best are going to be there, and plenty of them are going to be happy to prey on a rookie trainer like you.

You begin imagining it, being crushed by an unbeatable opponent, having him **** you to please him, a line of other trainers waiting to challenge you who you have **** but to surrender to since you’re out of Pokémon and-

You snap out of your haze at the sound of an unbidden moan escaping your lips. Dammit! Not again! Stop enjoying these damn fantasies Blue! You’re going to be Champion, so quit being so pathetic!

Frustrated, you march down Route 1 stomping, stopping occasionally to let Squirtle get in some practice against weak Pidgey and Rattata. You weren’t interested in catching these, so you just obliterated all in your path. You brought a good number of supplies with you from home, so keeping Squirtle healthy isn’t an issue.

You just can’t shake your fantasies out of your mind though, no matter how much you battle. This is your biggest issue, the reason behind your attitude… behind your treatment of Red.

You remember how it started; It wasn’t until recently that you first started to really think about sex and how it would relate to your future, especially your future as a trainer. Like any healthy teen, you began to imagine things, fantasize… but your fantasies always ended with you on the bottom. Always. It’s bullshit! You’re going to be the Champion, you can’t be a bottom! You have to be a top, on top of the world! Or, Kanto and Johto at least.Your stupid fantasies started to feature specific other people defeating you eventually; famous trainers, gym leaders, the Champion Lance… and Red.

He is the closest, the one you can lash out against, that’s why you treat him so poorly. Even now, you know it’s unfair, he doesn’t deserve the way you act towards him. But of course this morning, he had to go and make your sweetest dreams/worst nightmares come true! He had completely taken control of you, and you had just let him! He had groped you, commanded you, complimented you, made you suck him off, called you a good girl… thinking about it is making you so we-FURIOUS. NOT WET. FUCK.

Continuing your stomping, you finally stumble upon the perfect way to relieve your stress. Sitting on a stump by the roadside, drinking water from a canteen and taking a break, is a guy who is definitely a trainer. You call out to him. “Hey! I challenge you!” No introduction necessary, battle time!