Battle your way out, maybe?

Your mind races trying to find a way out of this stranger fucking you in the ass. Holding your hands out in front of you, you yell, "Stop! I want to battle you, too!"

Blue and the victorious trainer both freeze, staring at you in shock. "If Master would allow it," you add, "I could battle as well, and would not have to get fucked in the ass if I win?"

Blue pulls out a pokeball from his pocket, no doubt holding your Charmander inside. "Well I'll allow it I guess," he responds, "but he would have to agree too."

"Sure, I'll battle you," the redhead agrees with a smile. "This should be fun. You've got attitude. Maybe you're not such a failed trainer, after all." With that he tosses out his pokeball, releasing his Golbat again.

Blue nonchalantly tosses you the pokeball holding your Charmander before sulking against a tree trunk behind you. You bobble the ball a couple times, eventually sending out your partner while about to lose your balance. Charmander greets you excitedly when he is released, blissfully unaware of the stakes in front of you.

You give him a feeble thumbs up then point out the Golbat flying high above him. The the battle is on!