The Loss Route:

You arrive back in town, where you say your goodbyes and split off from Barry making your way home. You enter the house and your mom looks up from the dishes she is washing to see the Poke Ball attached to your hip. She squeals excitedly rushing over and hugging you. Her breasts mash into yours making you just a little uncomfortable, but you shake it off and hug her back.

"We have a lot to talk about!" She says dragging you to the couch and sitting down. "First we need to discuss some things. I'd like to ask you to set the Pokemon free and let him rest while we talk. You won't be leaving until tomorrow anyways." You nod, and call Chimchar from his ball. The little monkey leaps around and smiles at both you and your mother.

"To start, I want to emphasize something, you're going to need to be extraordinarily careful out and in the world Dawn. If you're not this world will change you for the worse." You look at your mom and nod. She continues. "I've said it before but when you lose a trainer battle, compensation is required, whether you can afford it or not. Which means for women like us, men will usually ask for sexual services instead of the money." You shiver imagining the shame that would accompany a loss. "Here, these are for you." Your mother hands you 5 Poke Balls, a beautiful new pair of running shoes, and a string of 12 condoms. "Those are all the Poke Balls I had left after my journey. I bought the shoes as a gift for you becoming a trainer and well, the condoms are for if you lose.

"Thanks..." You shudder a little as you load the contents into your pack.

"The next thing we need to talk about is taking care of your Pokemon." Your mother continues. "Trainers can continue to challenge you, and wild Pokemon continue to attack whether your Chimchar is healthy or not. Making sure to keep an eye on his health will be key in saving your chastity." You nod solemnly. For a moment genuine fear fills you as you wonder if this is the right decision.

It's getting late now and your mother has been talking about the many potential dangers for the last few hours. She made supper while you've talked and now you sit at the table having finished eating as the talk winds down. Chimchar sits in a chair at the table as well, his head hardly sits above the edge of the table as he sits on the chair, but he eats and swings his little monkey legs on the chair.

"It's about time you headed to bed Dawn. Good night sweety. I love you."

"Love you too mom!" You reply as you gather your sleeping monkey friend and make for the stairs.

Shortly thereafter you're laying in bed, thinking through the events of the day, your Chimchar asleep on a group of pillows at the foot of the bed, happily wagging his flaming tail in the air. The weight and energy of the day finally hits you and you start to nod of to sleep.