Negotiate With Blue

"Hold it, Blue!" you call out, still not having any idea what you're going to say but knowing you have to at least try to save Misty. Protecting other girls from the sexual forfeit system was why you'd become a trainer, after all, and besides, you didn't know how you could face Misty again after this if you just watched Blue fuck her in the ass without even attempting to stop him.

"Hmm?" Blue looks at you, pausing in unzipping his jeans. "Make it quick, slut, I don't want to keep your girlfriend waiting."

You go to snap back at him, but remember that you probably shouldn't antagonise him more than necessary if you want to get anything out of this. "Um..." you begin awkwardly, still not having a proper plan in place. "Can we... do some kind of deal? Like... I battle you and... and you don't fuck Misty if I win?" Misty looks up at you with tears in her eyes, clearly touched by you trying to help her, but you see Blue shaking his head and going back to his zipper, and you quickly interject again, remembering you'd forgotten the important part, from his perspective. "But if you win, maybe I could, um... do something for you? Besides the... usual forfeit, I mean..."

Blue looks at you again, vaguely interested. "Sex **** contract?" he suggests, smirking at you, knowing you'll never accept such an awful condition but wanting to push your buttons anyway.

"Fuck no!" you snap irritably, your buttons successfully pushed.

"Then what?" Blue asks. "What could you possibly offer that would be worth me missing out on fucking this bitch's ass if you get some fluke victory?"

You glower at him, resenting the implication that any win you got over him would be a fluke. You desperately try to rack your brains for some kind of idea that you'd be willing to go through with and would appeal to your sadistic rival more than anally **** someone you clearly want to protect right in front of you, but you just can't come up with anything. "I... don't know..." you finally say, lamely.

Blue shakes his head. "Then there's no deal." He looks down again at Misty, who looks even more defeated than before you'd tried to step in. "See, I'm a bit of a collector. Can't help it, it's in my genes. I've already fucked all three of this whore's sisters. Now getting to fuck her as well, completing the set? That's just too delicious to turn down. Going through the family like that really..." he pauses, and suddenly looks at you with a twisted, sadistic smile on his face. "Really turns me on..." He thinks for a moment, his facial expression sending a chill down your spine instinctively. You know that look from his years of bullying and tormenting you; he's just had an idea, and that's never a good thing. "Y'know what, Amber? Maybe we can do a deal after all..."

"What is it?" you ask bluntly, trying not to let your anxiety show.

"We battle," he says, "if you win, like you said, I give up my win over the Cerulean slut. I don't get to fuck her, and I don't get to fuck you either." He smirks at you. "Unless you want to, obviously." You roll your eyes at him but let him continue. "But if I win, I fuck her, then you, and then..." The evil, contorted smile returns. "You let me fuck your mom."

You can't quite believe what you've just heard. "Wh... WHAT?!"

"I'm headed back to Pallet, as it happens," he continues, casually. "Some family business, y'know? And when I get there, I want to be able to fuck Madison's brains out, just like I'm gonna do to you. And I want to film it; wouldn't be fair on you to miss out on seeing me and your mom going at it, would it?"

You look at him in horror. "M-my mom's not a trainer!" you protest. "You have no right to touch her without her consent!"

"She'll give her consent," Blue says, his smile broadening. "If you ask her to. Just one phone call from you, after our battle. You explain what you've done, that you've gambled her ass and lost, and that you need her to submit to me when I return. She'd do anything for you... wouldn't she?"

You glare at him, thoughts rushing through your head. The evil little shit has a point; you're pretty sure your mom would do anything to support you in your journey, even... that. But essentially prostituting your own mother, watching Blue have his way with her and knowing it was all your fault... that was unacceptable, wasn't it? That only happens if I lose the battle... if I win, I could bring this whole scheme crumbling around him... but if I lost... oh God, if I lost...

You look at Misty, naked on all-fours, looking up at you and trying not to show her fear, trying not to plead with you and influence your decision, trying to be brave. Suddenly, Blue's cock is out, and he's rubbing it between her ass-cheeks, against the entrance to her tight hole. "NOOOO!" she squeals, her eyes widening in fear.

The Gym Leader's involuntary reaction makes your decision. "Ok, Blue," you say, solemnly. "I accept your deal. Hope you're ready to head back to Pallet Town with nothing."

Blue claps his hands. "Excellent," he grins. "3 vs. 3 ok? I've got one less pokémon than you, so that seems fair. I'm willing to give you the advantage since you're only a woman, of course, but..."

"3 vs. 3 is fine," you snap, knowing you'll need Gloom to stay healthy and provide lighting with its Flash anyway. What have I done? If I lose here... I'm not just a failure as a trainer. I'm a failure as a daughter...

As you try to fight off your doubt and anxiety, Blue takes off his backpack and rummages through it, shocking you by pulling out a dildo and a bottle of lube. The fake cock isn't quite as big as the genuine article between your rival's legs, but it's certainly not small either. He lubes up the sex toy before mounting it on the cave floor a short distance away, and then gesturing to Misty. "You're still under my control for now, so go fuck your ass on that," he commands, to your companion's horror. "I want your hole nice and ready for me when I'm done with this bitch."

Misty, looking more ashamed than you've ever seen her, gets up and walks towards the dildo. She looks like any slut from a porn video as she lowers herself down onto the sex toy, moaning in pain as it penetrates her tight asshole. "AAAAAHHH!!" she squeals as she starts to push it further in, and Blue seems to remember something.

"Oh, yeah," he says, and digs another item out of his bag: a clearly-unwashed pair of white panties. "Your sister, Daisy's," he smirks, throwing them to Misty. "Kept them as a memento. Shove 'em in your mouth; I don't want your moaning throwing me off in the battle."

You watch in disgust as Misty, clearly even more disgusted than you, puts her own sister's panties, covered in remnants of Daisy's sweat and girlcum, into her mouth, muffling her grunts and squeals as she starts bouncing up and down on the dildo in her ass.

You rip your eyes away from her and stare down Blue, trying hard to focus on the battle. I can make all this stop... I just have to beat him...