Some improper rule-breaking

You awaken to a motion that feels pretty nice. You wiggle your chest appreciatively, enjoying the ascent to wakefulness, until you realize just what that sensation is.

“H-Hey, stop it!” you shout, slapping away Brooke’s hand and stopping her inappropriate squeezing. You jump to your feet and ball up your fists as you fume at the rule-breaking Gym Leader. “That wasn’t part of the deal! We just have to work here, you don’t get to touch us!”

“Ah, you’ve got me there, Lily. Your unprotected breasts were just so captivating! I couldn’t help but wonder how pliable they were. For your huge tits to be so inviting, and so receptive to my handiwork, certainly it must be fate. What do you say, Lily? Why don’t we take this about five steps further?”

“No!” you reject firmly. “Surge and I are going home. Right, Surge?”

The only reply from Surge is to sigh contentedly. You repeat, “RIGHT, Surge?”

“I-I don’t like dick! I hate it!” she answers, springing up suddenly. “O-Oh, and yeah, Emilia’s right! We did your stupid work, including whoring ourselves out to your rude-ass customers. We’re outta here!”

Brooke confidently states, “Except that you aren’t. The club is still open, so your work isn’t over. I’m even planning on keeping us open for an extra few hours, so you lovely ladies can look forward to some long, sweaty overtime. The pay will be my undying love, of course.”

“Fuck that!” you and Surge reply in sync.

“I… I… I challenge you to a rematch!” you declare.

Brooke smiles smugly. “Ah, girls who are hot and cold are such a challenge. You refuse the offer to join me in bed, then you demand a one-way ticket to my bedroom anyway. Fortunately, your ravishing beauty makes it all worth it! If you so badly wish for an excuse to sample my perfected technique, then I shall beat you handily and take your smoking hot body for the ride of your life!”

“Wait a minute!” Surge interrupts. “You don’t get to go off and do whatever you want on your own, Emilia! We’re partners in this hellhole, so I’m battling too!”

Brooke gasps overdramatically. “You would really place such high expectations on me? You think I’m capable of defeating you both at once, then satisfying both of your short and sexy bombshell figures in a steamy, love-fueled threesome? Because you’re absolutely right!”

You and Surge both groan in frustration.

“Come with me,” Surge says, leading you to the changing room. “If I saw what I thought I saw in your backpack earlier, I have an idea.”