Bulbasaur

"I wanna have Bulbasaur, he's so cute!" You just couldn't help but by weak by cuteness and pretty things, and a pokemon with a flower on its back just spoke to you on a spiritual level. Your enjoyment of the situation, finally being able to take the first step to realize your dream of making your father proud made you jump up and down excitable. Unbeknownst to you, this caused your rather sizable tits to start bouncing up and down, the little bra you have on being unable to contain the plump, soft flesh.

This also distracted the Professor from his usual demeanor to say something relevant to the pokemon as he just watched. You looked to him in confusion when your hype had worn out and you weren't hearing anything from him, not really noticing his lecherous stare. In fact, it felt more like he was judging you for your excitability, but something about the stare seemed familiar. Though, you couldn't quite put a finger on it.

Seeing you look at him, Oak shook himself out of his lewd appreciation of your young body. "R-right...Bulbasaur, sorry, I was just taking a bit aback. Not many actually choose Bulbasaur for their starter pokemon."

You cock your head in curiosity, "Why? Isn't he adorable?"

Oak just shrugged his shoulders, "Yes, yes he is...but in all seriousness, I don't know. Maybe he's not as cool looking as the others to most trainers? But he is a pretty safe starter. His attack and defense is balanced, when compared to the other two, but what he makes for that is his utility. He is the only dual-type starter and has many moves that can be used to trip up your opponent; bullying their pokemon with status afflictions. And when it starts to evolve, it can learn some devastating moves and gain enough strength that its vines can hold down most pokemon."

You stared at Professor Oak in amazement. Bulbasaur was amazing! This cutie could do all sorts of nice things. For a moment, you really feel sad for it, and that cemented the idea for you. You're going to have a Bulbasaur!

However, as soon as you grab the Bulbasaur, a loud bang echoed out in the room, causing you to scream cutely and jump back in surprise. Looking behind you, you see Blue grinning smugly in the door frame.

"Heyo, cum-slut, nice to see you growing a brain and deciding to get a headstart. Not like it'll help you any." He chuckled to himself as you just turn away from him and pout. This proved to be a mistake as a loud *SMACK!* was heard from him roughly slapping your ass, causing you to squeak loudly and jump once more, as he passed on by towards the pokemon selection.

Professor Oak sighs, "Hello, Grandson, and yes, she was here first. You know the rules, first come, first serve. I'm not giving any special treatment." This caused Blue to scoff.

"Yeah, yeah, gramps...seems like she chose the Bulbasaur. Pfft, only a dumb whore would pick that guy. Absolutely lame in every way and probably just want to get banged by its vines. Whatever, just leave the ultra cool Charmander for me to roast that walking salad of hers."

And sure enough, he did take the Charmander pokeball. This made Oak grin, "Oh yes, an excellent choice. Comparatively to the other choices, Charmander is quite the early powerhouse, and its final evolution, Charzard, builds upon this and has great mobility and speed. Not a dragon type, though, for some reason...that part always baffled me. But any rate, I figured you would pick the opposite of dear Amber, so the choice of Charmander was all but assured."

Blue seems to grin smugly at you and for a moment, you were afraid he was going to try and challenge you right there and then. But, Oak interrupts him by holding out two strange devices to the two of you.

"Before I forget, you'll be needing these. These are a new invention of mine, they're pretty much databanks that have all the information you need of all known pokemon. Though, the information stored on them may have gaps within them, so be sure to fill them in when you get the chance, there'll be some nice rewards for you. I've also sent a few to some of my colleagues, these are experimental so they'll get some of their own new trainers to help test these out."

He then pointed to somewhere close to the door, there was a table there you two have somehow ignored, "Finally, don't forget to take your starter amount of pokeballs. They can be pretty expensive out there, especially the more advanced ones. There's only twenty of them, and I'll make sure each of you split it evenly."

The two of you take the device and moved to take the pokeballs. But, once you were about ready to leave, Blue grabbed onto your arm rather roughly.

"Where do you think your going? I've been waiting for years to get you to finally handle my balls and I'm not about to let it go to waste. And I am even willing to make a deal with you!"

You tried to fight against the hold and deny his challenge, "Let go! Like hell I'll give you the chance to do any sleazy thing you want with me. I'll get some training in first, thank you very much!"

To which Blue just snidely remarked, "Even if I agree to leave you alone for the rest of your life, including not battling you again, if you win? I'll even throw in prize money on top. But if I win, I get to have a go at your fine ass."

That deal did indeed make you stop. A chance to never have to see Blue's face again? To never have to see his sleazy eyes, hear his humiliating names and remarks, or feel his sexually abusive antics? Sure, there's the chance he got to fuck you, but he'll use one of your condoms right? There might even be a chance he'd prefer a blowjob or a titjob. He'll even throw in money as a deal sweetener.

The choice was made, "Alright, you're on! I can't wait to whip your butt so I don't ever have to see you again!"

And with that, you two go outside the lab and then out of Pallet Town to have your first pokemon battle. Win or lose, this was your first essential step as a trainer...though you really, really, really hope you win.