The Pokemon Center

Grey was able to find your outstanding balance online and credited your payment against it. There were even a few dollars leftover, which Grey gave to you in cash.

Money Gained: $3,007, Total: $32

Now wearing your skimpy dress, which doesn’t feel all that skimpy considering how you were dressed for the day, you drag yourself back to the Pokemon Center. Thankfully you were able to navigate your way there with directions from Grey.

“Oh? This is strange. Welcome back to the Pokemon Center, Emilia. Were you not living in the Vermilion Gym barracks?” Nurse Joy greets you, a rare look of confusion on her face. “After Surge had you walking around town like a good little soldier slut, I assumed that was your new calling in life.”

“Like I would ever join her depraved militia!” you shout.

“What a shame…” she says in disappointment. “You don’t look like you won though. I wonder what you were doing for a week if not winning or losing against the Gym Leader…” She can’t find out. If she knows you accidentally stowed away on a cruise and had to work for Surge to pay it off, you’ll never live it down. “Oh well! I’m sure I’ll figure it out somehow. Say, Emilia, how high did you score?”

You don’t know what she means, but you don’t trust this line of questioning at all. You stay silent, eyeing her critically.

“You know, during your bikini march through the city. You had a big scoreboard over your head. When I saw you walk by, you were at 6. An orgasm counter, I presume.” What is this dangerous look she’s giving you? “But some guests I talked to afterwards reported you having as many as 13 tally marks on your sign. So tell me, what was your final score?”

“I’m not telling you that!” Why would she think you would tell her that?

The nurse reaches into her purse nearby, and pulls a $5 bill out. She waves it at you tauntingly, wearing her signature smug grin all the while. You zip over to her and snatch it out of her hand, unable to resist the allure of some extra money after recent events.

Money Gained: $5, Total: $37

“24…” you mumble.

“I’m sorry, could you speak up Emilia? I didn’t quite get that.”

“24!” you yell.

“You had 24 orgasms!? Ahahaha, walking around in that disgraceful bikini, all those people watching, you lost it 24 times! AHAHAHAHA!!!” You rush upstairs to your room, leaving a nearly hysterical Nurse Joy behind.

There’s something exhausting about falling into $3,000 of debt and clawing your way back out of it, all in a single day. You peel off your dress and discard it without thought, and move to change into your pajamas. Is this where you left your pajamas though? Folded up on the bed and freshly cleaned? Well, whatever. You toss them on, dive into bed, and fall fast asleep.