Against an electric type? -No

The fight is over before it even began. You tried to get in a tackle, but magnemite's thunderwave was super effective, leaving squirtle paralyzed and unable to fight.

Before you know it, six more guys step up to you and challenge you to fights, fights you lose by default, that is! "Let's see what we are working with, here." The man who challenged you first walks up to you and nonchalantly graps your boobs, gives them a decent squeeze before he graps the hem of your top to rip it apart. "There are some nice tits on this whore," he comments while tearing your bra off. "Hand me those scissors, so I can cut off her pants."

What is wrong with this guy, hasn't he heard of a zipper before?

"What the fuck? You must be the biggest fucking slut in town if they lock up your pussy! Guys, somebody put a chastity belt on this slut!" "No way, let me take a picture!" You try to cover your face, but two of his fellow hunks grap on to your arms. Flash! "I'm going to post this in the Viridian City chat group. Maybe someone else wants an easy win..." The guy who ripped your clothes puts his hands on your shoulders, forcing you down on your knees and you find yourself facing a giant dick for the second time, today.

You lean forward to kiss the tip, slowly move your open mouth down the underside of the cock towards the hairy balls which you begin to suck on for minute. Then, you move back up to the tip, look up at the guy to flash him a quick smile before swallowing his dick in earnest. Unfortunately, this musclehead isn't someone who just gets his dick sucked passively. He grabs your head and begins to **** his cock deeper down your throat with every single thrust, until his balls finally slap against your chin. You can't breathe, but he mercilessly holds you in place for another twenty seconds until you almost black out. When he finally pulls out, you immedeately take a deep breath providing him with the perfect opportunity to spit in your mouth. The **** continues for several more minutes, before he finally buries his cock deep down your throat forcefeeding you his cum. When he is done, the next guy steps up to take his place...

Occasionally, the door opens while your mouth is put to use, and the room fills with more and more trainers, all of which challenge you. Some time between your 8th and 13th cock tonight, someone cuffed your hands behind your back, put a collar on you and chained you to a pillar in the corner. You lost your count of cocks after your original challenger returned for a second blow job. A few cocks later, you hear a familiar voice: "I didn't think you would take your pet name to heart, Princess Cock Gobbler!"

It's Blue!