To Right Some Wrongs

Lorelei shakes her head at you, looking more sympathetic towards you than you'd been expecting. "I am sorry it had to go this way, Amber. I sensed a potential in you, and hoped that you'd prove me right by beating Misty and claiming her body as your prize." She adjusts her glasses. "These contain a hidden camera. I was hoping to film the footage from after your battle and send it off to those ranked above me in the Pokémon League. I genuinely believed that the most effective way to get them to agree to grant women this right normally reserved for men was to show them how erotic it could be to see one female trainer **** to submit herself sexually to another..."

Her face turns stern once again. "But you failed me, Amber. And these two failed me also, allowing their petty sibling bickering to ruin my plans." She gestures over at Lily and Misty, the former watching the Elite 4 member nervously while the latter pulls herself to her feet slowly, removing her strap-on and looking down at the puddle of girlcum she's left on the floor, her face red with shame. Lorelei continues, addressing all of you. "These failures need punishing, and I still need a video to send to the League. I see only one way to achieve both of these aims at once, so the course of action I must take is clear."

She raises her left hand, which you had thought was just clenched in a fist out of anger, to reveal a pokéball inside it. "Amber, I challenge you to a battle. One pokémon each, and of course... the forfeit rules I am here to test out still apply." Oh fuck... oh FUCK. Misty aside, you have lost two battles so far in your journey, one against Blue in Pallet Town, and one against Bruno by forfeit on the stage earlier. The forfeit against Blue had been terrifying, with it being your first sexual experience and with Blue's reputation as a sadist and a bully, and Bruno's sheer size and the huge audience watching you had made that loss penalty just as intimidating. But there's something about this woman, the sheer aura of dominance she possesses, that makes the idea of having to submit to her scarier than anything you've faced so far. But there's no way you can win in a battle; you still technically have Charmeleon ready to battle, but even with the type advantage against Lorelei's ice pokémon, this is one of the greatest trainers in the whole Kanto region, probably the greatest female trainer. And so it is that you have **** but to stare at the ground and say 'I forfeit the match'.

Lorelei gives you a short nod, and you expect her to begin whatever sexual plans she has in store for you, but instead she turns around to face the two Cerulean Gym Leaders. "Misty," she snaps, and the younger girl looks startled. "I challenge you also. Same stipulations apply." You realise what the ice-type trainer is doing; she wants all of you to pay the price for your 'failure', and she wants all of you under her control at the same time. Your assessment of her as being the scariest trainer you'd encountered is seeming more and more accurate, and your anxiety levels increase significantly.

"W-what?" Misty stares at the Elite 4 member incredulously. "But you can't do that! That isn't fair! I only have Starmie left, and it's hurt, and-"

"Trainers must accept any challenge given to them at any time provided the challenger has not faced them less than 24 hours previously," Lorelei snaps. "Children are taught this, especially girls for obvious reasons. How you became a Gym Leader with such a staggering lack of basic knowledge or intelligence is beyond me; I'd assume it to be a case of nepotism, except that even your own sisters clearly can't stand you. Now, either send out your pokémon or forfeit the match, and do not even think of questioning my authority again, you pathetic little brat."

"I-I forfeit!" the pathetic little brat squeaks, Lorelei barely having to raise her voice above its regular speaking tone to make Misty quail in fright and abandon all of her indignation. "I forfeit, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Lorelei nods at Misty curtly, and Lily smirks at her sister's cowardly reaction to being scolded, before the frightening woman turns on her. "Your turn. I challenge you, again with the same stipulations in place, assuming you haven't traded in your Trainer's License in favour of becoming a full-time exhibitionist whore." The venom Lorelei puts on the last word actually makes the Cerulean Sister look briefly ashamed of her nymphomania, something you didn't think was possible.

To Lily's credit, however, she puts up more of a fight than Misty or yourself. "Fine," she replies, putting on a brave face but clearly still feeling the effect of Lorelei's icy stare, "I accept your challenge." She turns and jogs over to one of the pool lockers, her huge round ass jiggling in her skimpy orange micro-bikini. Once she gets to the locker she opens the combination lock; clearly this is her locker, and its shelves are stacked with rows of pokéballs, labelled with level information on the creatures inside to allow appropriate teams to be picked depending on the strength of the gym challenger. She picks a ball from her strongest team, pokémon usually reserved for facing challengers of seven badges, and comes back over before sending out a Poliwrath, clearly hoping to take advantage of Lorelei's affinity for ice by picking the fighting-type pokémon. Lorelei responds, however, by sending out her Jynx, instantly calling for a Psychic attack that devastates Poliwrath, knocking the giant tadpole out in one hit.

"Pathetic," Lorelei says bluntly, recalling her Jynx as a despondent-looking Lily withdraws her own fainted pokémon. "If I wasn't focused on improving the situation for women I'd be seriously looking at the standards we are setting for our region's Gym Leaders." Bullshit is she focused on 'improving the situation for women', you think, reflecting on how much more **** sex you've had today on account of her new rules that would supposedly make the region a fairer place for your gender. This is all just some psycho lesbian power fantasy of hers that she's getting to play out in real life now that she's in a position of power. You don't dare say any of this out loud though; you know that all Lorelei would have to do is look at you with that stare or utter one sharp word and you'd go from defiantly standing up for women's rights to begging for mercy like a frightened little girl.

"Now, let's see how things are going elsewhere," Lorelei says, looking up at the screen showing the Sextravaganza stage. You follow her gaze to see that the audience has now filed out; the show is over, but Bruno is still on stage. The Elite 4 member is ramming his monstrous cock in and out of the tanned ass of Brianna. You have no idea how anyone could find pleasure in having that huge thing shoved in their asshole, but by the ecstatic look on the girl's face and the juices leaking out of her pussy she's managing it somehow. Daisy and Violet are lying prone at Bruno's feet, their own anal passages apparently already having been turned inside out by the giant fighting-type trainer, and what looks like every female member of the gym's staff team are stood naked in a line, eagerly queueing up to take their turn. "Excellent," Lorelei smirks, "it does not appear as if we will be being disturbed here anytime soon."

The smirk still on her face, she turns back around to address you and the two Gym Leaders that are now **** to obey her every command until she climaxes from sex with each of you. "Now," she says. "Let's begin, shall we?" In an unnatural and frankly horrifying show of physical strength, she rips her red top in half with her bare hands, letting the ruined garment fall to the floor in two pieces as her huge tits are set free. Still smirking, she poses in front of the three of you now fully nude, none of you able to look away from the woman's perfect body.

"It is clear to me that the Cerulean Gym needs a demonstration in proper lesbian domination," she says. "Allow me to educate you all..."