She storms out, naked

"Ok, like I asked before: I'll just take the money and go. Had I known I was gonna be in a porn mag, I wouldn't have agreed to it! Plus this is against gym leader protocol." Nessa tries telling them off.

"Oh it is? That's not what we've been told. It's no' like naked chicks of the league have been seen and fired, fucking booted from the spot. Pre'y sure Marnie and Gloria have even go'en it. Surprised you haven't yet." The man explains. The Chewtle gets sent out to shred apart Nessa's gym uniform behind everyone's back.

"You're sayin' that like it's a fucking excuse ya dickhead!" Nessa seems to be getting really fired up, which is ironic considering she's the water gym leader. She also seems to drop her guard and uncover her bits so she can shove the men away.

"Man, I've seen her pumped, but I'on't think I've ever seen her piss." says one of the pool goers.

"Speaking of piss, she's really taking the piss ou' of these dudes here." says another.

Nessa sees from the distance her clothes were shredded. "Aw fuck me mate!" This didn't discourage her though as she stormed out and took the briefcase that one of the men had, thinking it was full of money.

"Hey get back 'ere you wanker!" The briefcaseless man yells at her. "You di'n't finish the agreement, that's theft!"

"Between my theft and your exploitation, which d'ya think is the lesser of two evils mate?" Nessa fires back.

"You're also naked though!"

"So? Hope you have a terrible night!" Nessa says just as she bolts off like a Boltund. Her goal is to get back to her gym at this point so she can get some clothes. As she runs through the streets in her birthday suit, her lady bits jiggle and wiggle even more than a Jigglypuff crossed with a Milcery. Somehow, no one seemed to care enough that a supermodel gym leader was running across Galar completely naked.