Aqua Tail - You Lose!

The water from Wartortle's Aqua Tail slices the draconic flame in two, surging forward to strike Charmeleon right on its nose, blasting the poor fire-type back and sending it sprawling onto the ground.

"Nooooo!" You collapse to your knees with despair as Charmeleon collapses to the ground, well and truly knocked out.

"Well, well, well. Close, but no cigar." Blue calmly recalls his Wartortle and advances towards you.

"No no no. This cannot be happening." You mumble in a shaking voice. "I'm dreaming. I must be dreaming."

You had convinced yourself that this possibility wouldn't happen because, well, you couldn't accept that anything this dreadful could happen. Up until now, at these clutch moments, everything has always gone your way. You'd sort of been developing an assumption that luck would always be on your side, because you believed that your destiny was to become Pokemon Champion.

You simply had chosen not to believe that it was possible for you to lose this fight.

No, wait, that's not true. You refused the **** contract proposal, but accepted the one that risked your mother's body instead. So on some level, you knew that losing was a genuine possible outcome, and then came to an instinctive decision that while being Blue's **** for a week was unacceptable, getting your mother to fuck Blue was okay.

I'm an awful person, aren't I.

You know exactly why you didn't even consider a sex **** agreement, too. You are scared that after a week being repeatedly impaled on Blue's majestic beast of a cock, you'd never be able to go back to a normal life. Within a week... No... Within just a few days... You might be in danger of becoming irrevocably addicted to being treated like a piece of fuckmeat by that awful man.

That awful man who now has free reign over yours and Misty's bodies... And holes... Until he orgasms.

And who will then go on to defile your own mother. After you emotionally **** her into consenting to it.

"Please Blue, you don't have to do this." You beg pathetically.

"I do want to do this, though." He cackles. And then he grabs you roughly by the hair. "Recall your downed Pokemon, cunt."

You whimper, but obediently summon your Charmeleon back into its Pokeball.

With an impressive display of strength, Blue rips your top open. He roughly pulls the torn fabric from your shoulders, and it rips further and is then discarded to the ground, utterly ruined.

"Wait, please! I didn't bring any spare outfits!" You squeal urgently.

You went onto the cruise ship with nothing but the maid outfit, so at that time, you stored the rest of your clothes in the PC. Foolishly, when you prepared to pass through Rock Tunnel with Misty, you forgot to withdraw anything except the stuff you're wearing right now.

"Not my problem." Blue cackles. "In fact, now that you've told me that, I can't resist doing this."

Blue grabs hold of your flimsy shorts and starts to rip them open too.

"No, please no!" You beg, but Blue completely ignores you, and you are helpless to prevent him from ruining every single item of clothing in your possession, leaving you completely naked until you can return to a PokeCenter.

You kneel naked on the hard dark floor of Rock Tunnel, clutching your heavy breasts defensively, tears forming in your eyes as the reality of your situation, and the extent of Blue's capacity for cruelty, both become more and more clear.

"MMMmmmmPPphhhhHHHHHHHH~~~!"

You and Blue both look over to see Misty very blatantly cumming yet again, screaming around Daisy's balled-up panties in her mouth as her pussy squirts even more girlcum, adding to the puddle that's already on the floor. Unbelievably she's not even touching her cunt anymore, this third orgasm coming purely from the anal stimulation of the dildo she's fucking her ass on. Or, rather, was fucking her ass on, as she finally now seems to lose her stamina, her sweat-soaked body going limp as she collapses to the floor in an ungainly heap, the sex toy still lodged inside her backdoor, its suction cup based finally having lost its grip on the rock. You stare at her face, her glazed-over eyes looking up at you pathetically as she desperately tries to regain oxygen with ragged breaths. Her pussy finally begins to stop leaking juices, but her mouth makes up for it as she drools around her sister's used panties. I risked all of this... for her? Really? What was I thinking?!

"Cerulean cunt. Get over here. Keep the dildo in your ass." Blue barks.

You can see his cock stirring in his shorts, getting harder with anticipation with every passing moment. He's really loving this.

Misty immediately obeys. After the number of orgasms she's already had, it appears that she's feeling completely submissive. She's completely silent, thanks to still following the instruction to keep her sister's used panties in her mouth.

"Take the dildo out of your filthy fucking hole, and clean it off." Blue says in a calm, quiet voice, after Misty has joined you.

Misty sighs with relief at this instruction, and begins to remove the dildo.

"...With Amber's mouth." Blue finishes, after a purposeful pause.

Misty's eyes widen, and yours go even wider than they were already. While you're both aware that ass-to-mouth is on the list of sanctioned sexual acts the League considers 'fair game' after a female Pokemon Trainer is defeated, it's widely considered very cruel. From what you understand, it's usually what the men use to threaten you with, if you don't dedicate yourself to fully obeying the rest of their commands to the best of your ability. To START a session of forfeit sex with something like this is just, well, extremely sadistic.

"Blue, please. Anything else." Your voice is seriously shaking as you make your final attempt to appeal to his empathy.

"Are you hoping to bargain and plead your way out of this sort of stuff for the rest of your days?!" Blue chastizes you with audible annoyance. "No, you've done enough wheeling and dealing for one day, I think. From now on, it's all one hundred percent on my terms."

Blue pulls out his phone, and starts to record you.

"Now be a good slut, and suck your dyke girlfriend's ass juices off of her dildo!"

You whimper, but end up nodding your assent obediently, as does Misty.

"Okay Blue, we'll do it." You agree meekly.

What other choice do you have?! You don't want to clean the dildo that Misty just anally rode to three loud orgasms with your mouth, but you know, as does Misty, that refusal will just end with sending the footage of your disobedience to League HQ. They will review the tape, deem you to have broken League rules, reject your appeal, and then revoke your licence to be a Pokemon Trainer. For life.

You can't let that happen. Your destiny is to be the Pokemon Champion. You can't let go of that ultimate goal.

So that means you're going to have to do everything Blue commands, while he films you... And then you're going to have to convince your mother to do it too.

You watch, feeling a little bit queasy, as Misty gently eases all eight inches of thick black dildo out of her little brown 'starmie'. Well, not so little any more, now that it's been stretched out by this big thing.

And yet Blue's cock is even bigger. You think with a gulp.

Once it's all out, Misty offers the tip to your closed lips.

"Beg for it." Blue instructs you. "Beg for her to throatfuck you with it. The nastier your words, the less hard I'll fuck you after."

Something tells you that Blue has little intention of fucking you in any way that you could describe as 'gently', but still, any chance you have to reduce the discomfort and pain that you'll likely soon be in is most welcome. This video is going to be degrading no matter what happens, so degrading yourself further with some dirty talk feels like a relatively small price to pay.

"Please Misty." You begin.

"No. Her name is 'cunt'. So is yours. Call each other 'cunt'."

You shudder with humiliation, but obey.

"Please, cunt. My mouth... My 'face-pussy' is **** for a taste of your... gulp your delicious asshole. Please grant me the honor of... Of... Slurping up the scrumptious butt juices from this big black cock." You speak as loudly and as clearly as you can, but despite your filthy words, your voice is still very wobbly and you still sound very upset. Nobody watching this will truly believe this is what you actually want.

"Good... More." Blue commands. He's started to stroke himself through his boxers.

"P-pound my face with your ass-dildo. **** me with the taste of your butt. Punish my slutty... Greedy... Filthy throat." You sound like you are half-sobbing. Because you are.

Blue looks on expectantly. You're not sure if he's looking for you or Misty to make the next move, but you decide to make it yourself just in case it helps earn extra brownie points.

You loudly sniff the tip of the dildo. It smells like sex and sweaty ass.

Well, might as well tell the truth. You have an inkling that Blue will like that.

"It smells like sex and sweaty ass." You say, purposefully failing to hide your disgust. "You cunt."

Or rather, you would have said 'you cunt', but as you try and say 'cunt', Misty shoves the dildo into your mouth as hard as she can.

So instead of saying 'You cunt', what you actually say is "You cunGURK!" As you immediately gag on the tip as it slams into the back of your throat.

"That's right, you cungurk!" Blue mocks the humiliating sound you just made. "Don't show her any mercy!"

Misty, to get credit, does not show you any mercy. Her eyes are full of sorrow and regret and shame, but her hands do 100% of Blue's bidding, to the utmost of her ability. It occurs to you that as a gym leader, expulsion from the League would be even more devastating to her than it would be for you.

Still, your own disqualification would be terrible enough that you are now passively allowing Misty to repeatedly push the dildo covered in the taste of her sweaty ass into the deepest part of your mouth.

It tastes just about as disgusting as you expected.

"You've got two minutes to get her lips to touch the balls." Blue tasks Misty. "Or else you swap roles."

After a moment's pause, Blue adds "But remember you must let her breathe for at least 1.5 seconds, every 10 seconds."

Blue is clearly reciting the League rules on deepthroating verbatim. The bastard has researched the exact limits on how far he's allowed to go, and memorized them. Sensible, but also sinister. The only people that need to memorize it in such detail are the people who plan to push things to the limit.

In any case, so begins the most awful oral experience of your life.

So far, at least.

Misty begins by jamming the dildo in and out of the back of your throat with rapid tiny thrusts, which causes you to make repeated lewd gagging sounds, sounding like a demented Psyduck drowning in a Whirlpool attack.

The reason for this soon becomes clear, as Misty's oral **** not only makes you salivate wildly, but also brings a little bit of slop up from your throat. This added lubrication allows her to gradually work the big black fuckstick a little bit deeper down towards your gullet.

You reason that having Misty's nympho sisters for siblings, and also frequently losing Pokémon battles in official gym matches, probably affords her a certain level of knowledge and experience in these matters. Perhaps working dildos as big as this down a throat is nothing new to her.

Blue maintains a tight grip on your hair, forcing your head to remain still as Misty does her best to use your spit and slobber to ease the rubber cock down a hole that is much too small. But still, the dildo is already deep enough inside your mouth to block off your airways. And so with every passing second, not only is this brutal oral action bruising your palette, but it's also **** you out.

This is a new low. Being suffocated by the dildo that has just come out the ass of the woman you had foolishly tried to protect, the woman who is going to get ass-**** anyway, now that you've lost, and the woman who is now responsible for defiling your throat with this rubber cock, and her butt-juices.

There's some automatic panic that comes with being unable to breathe. But it's not actually the prospect of asphyxiation that is stressing you out the most. What's causing you the most confusion and shock right now is the undeniable realization that this is making you really fucking wet.