To the lingerie store!

With everyone now fully dressed, Surge and Marie sit at the dining table to eat the remaining servings of Grey’s breakfast. Surge looks to be fully energized, while Marie is absolutely downtrodden over something. Grey sits neatly on the couch while you stand at the doorway, ready to depart.

Surge calls out, “Last night was awesome, Emilia! You may have cow tits, but you’re an alright chick in my book! Swing by Vermilion sometime and we’ll party again!” Well, Surge sure isn’t feeling the hangover.

“Indeed. Do not make yourself a stranger, Emilia,” Grey adds. “You are welcome at the Surge Estate anytime. The offer to help with maid duties is always open to you, as well.”

“Thanks Surge! You’re cool too, for having mosquito bites and all! And thanks too, Grey! I-I’ll consider being a maid again.” you answer.

In the background, Marie sulks, “My sister has terrible taste in women…”

With that, you depart for the lingerie store. Grey’s directions are very easy to understand, making it a breeze to reach your destination. As usual, the store has a foreign name that you can’t pronounce, but that doesn’t matter. A recommendation from Grey is worth way more than a name. If they carry bras that fit her mammoth mammaries, then your own huge assets will be covered just fine!

You boldly step inside, head straight to the lingerie section, and come face to face with the worst person in the world probably. “Gina!?”

Gina, your rival, stands in front of a rack of expensive-looking clothing. Not that she really needs it, considering how stylish she already looks in her black, collared blouse, purple pencil skirt, and emerald necklace. Combined with her chestnut brown hair, she honestly looks really pretty, but you’d never admit that to her. In fact, part of you wants to challenge her to a battle right now. But, after you parted so abruptly in Celadon City, you’re not really sure if you’re friends or mortal enemies.

“Oh, carpetmun- uhh, Emilia. Hey. What’re ya doing in Pewter City?” she asks. Guess she’s feeling a little awkward too, but she’s being nice enough, so maybe you don’t have to hold a lifelong grudge against her after all.

“I’m here to get the Gym Badge, duh! And guess what? I got it!” You proudly show off the Boulder Badge you got from Brooke.

“Huh. I was sure you’d end up some Gym Leader’s sex toy, or just run back to Rifure for a life of licking pussies, but I guess I was wrong about you. You’ve come a long way from losing to that brat Surge. I bet she wouldn’t stand a chance against you now.”

Your mind flashes back to the recent “battle” you had with Surge atop the Pewter Gym’s stage. One which involved orgasms instead of pokemon. “Ahaha, yeah… I’d win for sure…”

“Anyway, I guess you’re doing a little celebratory shopping, huh? I didn’t think you were the type. I also thought you were incredibly poor.”

“Rude!” Though it’s about ten times less rude than usual, so you probably shouldn’t complain. “If you must know, I’m here using the professor’s money.”

“Huh? My grandpa gave you money?” Gina asks in confusion.

“No, Professor Stump. She said my bras are too small, and gave me money to buy some more. I guess my boobs are still growing, even now…”

Gina looks at you wide-eyed, the gears in her head spinning at a hundred miles an hour from your seemingly mundane statement. “Battle me!” she demands.

“Huh? What!?” you sputter in confusion.

“I said battle me!”

“Yeah, I got that part! Why?”

“It doesn’t matter! Let’s take this outside and battle!” she demands.

So much for being friendly!