Heading To The Gym

You wake up feeling refreshed and ready to face another day of pokemon training. It's amazing what a good night's sleep can do for you. You take another quick shower to wake yourself up a bit, before getting dressed, putting on a white pair of panties and a matching bra. You decide to go with a completely different outfit today; a tight-fitting black minidress that your mom bought for you a while ago but you never actually wore.

Just like yesterday, you hesitate over the daring nature of your outfit choices; the dress is very short, and has slits in the sides that show off your thick thighs. In the end you decide to keep the dress but put some fishnet tights on underneath; your mom would want you to wear the dress she bought you when you hopefully make her proud by winning your first gym badge, and you figure that wearing revealing clothing doesn't really matter; if a guy beats you in battle they'd most likely want to fuck you anyway, regardless of what you're wearing.

Also, a small part of you wants to look nice for Brock today.

Not that you're regretting not having sex with him.

At all.

You push these ridiculous thoughts out of your head before putting on a pair of boots and your trusty hat, strapping a small belt around your waist with your pokeballs attached. You step out of your room, thank Nurse Joy, and head out of the Pokemon Center, ready for your biggest challenge as a trainer yet.

You get a few wolf-whistles from random strangers on the streets of Pewter City, and notice guys (and a couple of girls) eyefucking you none-too-subtly as you walk to the gym, but it's nothing you're not used to, and nothing is going to distract you from your mission today. You walk through the door of the Pewter City gym, ready to do battle.

As you step inside, however, you notice a large crowd of young gym trainers all gathered around the battle arena in the center of the building. Brock and his Onix are engaged in a battle with a young trainer and his Squirtle, and with a gasp of surprise you realise it's Blue! He obviously wasn't making as quick progress as you thought. You hurriedly dart into the watching crowd, hoping to disguise yourself among the onlookers; the last thing you want is for your bully to notice you here...