Order Mankey To Jump

You know you have to command a dodge, and figure jumping over the psychic blast may yield more success than calling for a sidestep. "Mankey, jump up!" you order, and the fighting-type leaps into the air, clearing the Psybeam easily. The pig-monkey's powerful legs propel it so high above the ground that it almost touches the high ceiling of the pool area, and an idea hits you as it lands back on its feet next to you. Misty's Goldeen used gravity and momentum to attack... what's to stop me doing the same thing?

Your redheaded opponent has no idea that you're actually starting to come up with a strategy, and continues to look smug. "Can't dodge forever," she says, before calling for another Psybeam from her starfish pokemon. Starmie complies, and you set your plan into motion.

"Mankey, get up to the rafters!" you command, and your pokemon loyally obeys, once again leaping into the air over the Psybeam, reaching the peak of its height before wrapping its dexterous tail around one of the ceiling beams. The fighting-type then effortlessly swings around so it's standing on the beam, giving it a perch to look down on the whole pool area from.

"You... coward!" yells Misty, her mood as usual rapidly changing between arrogant and furious.

"Says the girl who had to knock her opponent into the water to get a KO," mutters Daisy, rolling her eyes and drawing a glare from her youngest sister.

"W-Well," says Misty, turning back to face you. "You can't hide up there forever! Your pokemon is going to have to come down and face me eventually!"

You feel a smile creeping across your lips. "You're absolutely right," you say, before giving a hand-signal to your Mankey. The eagle-eyed pokemon sees it even from its high vantage point, and jumps down from the rafters, heading right for Starmie. "Thunder Punch!" you yell as Mankey is mid-descent, and you once again hear the fighting-type's fist crackling with lightning.

"N-no!" cries Misty, realising what you're doing. "Starmie, dodge!" But Mankey's momentum is too great, and Starmie is not known for its great speed on dry land. Your pokemon's mighty, electrically-charged punch connects squarely with the crimson jewel at Starmie's center, sending sparks shooting through the water-type's body. It doesn't matter how much Misty has trained her pokemon to resist electricity (and engaged in kinky electroplay herself, evidently), you know that the super-effective attack earlier had to do some damage even if it wasn't immediately visible, and now, with the extra power provided by gravity and the damage to the gem that provides the psychic-type with its energy, it stands no chance at taking the hit. As your Mankey's feet hit the floor, so too does Starmie's body, as it falls to the ground ****.

You've done it. You've actually won, when the odds seemed stacked against you. "YES!" you cheer, running over and hugging your Mankey. "I'm so so proud of you!"

Misty, meanwhile, has her jaw hanging open, unable to believe what she's seen. Her silence, predictably, doesn't last long, however. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she wails, actually falling on her back and kicking her feet in the air while pounding at the ground with her fists. "NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOO!" She resembles a toddler whose had their favourite toy taken away. Hell, there are some toddlers who would take a loss with more dignity than Misty is right now, the bratty girl flailing her limbs in anger and screaming about how unfair everything is at the top of her lungs.

"Amber is the winner!" announces Daisy, before joining Violet and Lily in laughing at their bratty sister's embarrassing tantrum. You can't help but smirk to yourself a little as you watch the girl who mocked and trash-talked you endlessly, and blatantly bent the rules in your battle, turn into a pathetic child having not gotten her own way.

Daisy moves the floating platforms back to the edges of the pool, allowing you to step back onto the poolside area after recalling your Mankey to its pokeball. Lorelei, Bruno, and the grinning Cerulean Sisters all approach you, leaving Misty to engage in her childish tantrum without an audience. "Nice job, Amber," smiles Lily, her voice sounding genuinely happy for you, although it's probably more to do with you humiliating her annoying little sister.

"Indeed," nods Lorelei, "a well-fought battle."

"Nice Mankey," grunts Bruno, catching you off-guard. "You're better than I thought you'd be."

You swell with pride at the praise from the Elite 4 members; Bruno's was a little backhanded, sure, but he hadn't called you by a sexist insult so you consider that a win. Suddenly the events of the Sextravaganza don't seem as important; you're still a strong Pokemon Trainer who can achieve her dreams and make a difference to the world. "Thanks, guys," you say, blushing slightly. You still don't like any of these people, but it feels nice to be recognised for your abilities rather than just your body.

"As I don't think Misty is going to give it to you, allow me to present you with the Cascade Badge," says Daisy, handing you the blue, teardrop-shaped prize for beating the Cerulean Gym. You take it happily, and go to pin it on your chest before you remember you're still wearing the skimpy, dripping wet bikini that the sisters had given you. "You can keep the bikini, by the way," adds Daisy, noticing your hesitation. "Consider a gift for the hilarious video footage you've given us." You notice at this point that Violet is filming Misty's tantrum on her phone, inevitably planning to use it for future humiliation.

"Um... thanks," you say, not really knowing how else to respond. You put the Cascade Badge in your bag, before Lorelei speaks up.

"There is only one question remaining," says the ice-type specialist. "Will you be claiming a sexual reward from your opponent? It would very much help our observations if you did." She goes into her own bag that's on the floor near the bench she had been sitting at, and, to your shock, pulls out a large, black strap-on dildo. "You may have the use of this and the other toys I have with me if you wish."

Your blush grows deeper; you're horrified at yourself that you're genuinely considering going through with this. Misty has been a bitch to you, and besides, you can't deny you're curious as to what dominating someone sexually would feel like after all the times you've been taken advantage of. But would this really sit right with your moral code and what you hope to achieve as a trainer?

"Go on," encourages Daisy, sensing your hesitation. "It's only what she deserves. Besides, she's been secretly dreaming of this situation ever since she realised she was into girls; you don't want to deny her of her dream, do you?"