You find accommodation for the night

It's starting to get dark now, and so you need to find somewhere to stay for the night. You can't trek back to Pallet Town in low light, especially not without Charmander, and you don't really feel safe camping with all these horny men around who already have you in their sights. Sexual **** isn't legal, unless you've just defeated a woman in a Pokemon Battle, but it's also not as rare as it should be. You have a bit of money, so you head over to the PokeHostel.

As you walk through the streets, and dusk approaches, you find yourself even more of a target for street harassment than before. The roll of condoms surely isn't helping, but it's getting more and more ****. Men expressing what they want to do to you, asking you to come over to them, or to flash your breasts to them. All extremely vulgar, and unpleasant, and yet, from what you've been led to understand, you're just going to have to get used to it.

Still, you don't feel very safe, and so when the PokeHostel comes into view, you breathe a sigh of relief. You hotfoot it over and head inside.

The large, balding man at the counter in a stained vest and baggy pants almost falls over with surprise when he sees your erotic image walking into his lobby. He can't help but emit a low whistle of approval.

"Um, I'd like a room please." You say as politely as you can to a gross man who is openly ogling your body.

"Only got one private room left." The man grunts. "Which means it'll cost ya 2500 credits. Or you can bunk with the other trainers on a budget in the communal room, for just 100. But I can't guarantee you won't wake up to find someone rubbing a part of them on a part of you, if you catch my drift."

A well-dressed man enters the lobby, having arrived from the stairway to the private rooms.

You feel sick. 2500 credits would be literally all your money. You'd have nothing for food, emergencies, or, well, offering a cash incentive to any trainer that beats you, to avoid them choosing to instead claim their prize from your body.

"I can't afford that much for a private room! Is there any way you can lower the price, just this once? I'll be ever so clean and tidy." You beg.

The man looks down at your slutty attire and condom roll. "Yeah... Something tells me you're not as clean as your words might claim. Sorry Missie, but you're going to have to get close and comfortable with the other gents if you want to stay here."

"Might I offer a solution." The well-dress man cuts in. "How would you like to be a movie star?"

"Err..." You are starting to get a suspicion that every man in this city is out to take advantage of you.

"I happen to have a spare membership card, and with this you can stay in private rooms in PokeHostels up and down Kanto for free. It can be yours, if you like. All I ask is that you join me for our filming tomorrow."

"I'm... I'm not going to start in a porn movie." You say bluntly. "I'd rather take my luck with the men in the communal room."

"No no no!" The man waves his arms frantically. "There's been a horrible misunderstanding. It's nothing like that. I'm filming a documentary, about female Pokemon trainers. You'd be perfect for the next episode, which is all about daring newcomers to the scene. Someone with your..."

He gestures up and down your body.

"...Your... Energy... Would be amazing for our ratings. You'll look absolutely amazing on camera! Just come wearing exactly this."

"It's the only outfit I have on me." You admit dryly.

You furrow your brow, struggling to make a decision. On the one hand, it'd be amazing to have that membership card, and you would avoid the risk of being groped in the night. But on the other hand... You'd have to go on national TV. Looking like this. You'd never live it down...