Squirtle

Connor approaches the table looking over each ball carefully. Each one is exactly identical but for some reason the middle ball seems to call out to him.

"I'll take this one!" Connor grabs the Pokéball, tossing it up into the air. It cracks open, a bright light escaping from inside as a Squirtle materializes in front of him.

"I see! Squirtle is your choice. That's one worth raising! Squirtles are a Water-type Pokémon. They are tough on defense with attacks of somewhat modest power. They are effective against Fire-type Pokémon, as well as Rock and Ground types." Oak continues to rattle off information but both newbie trainers zone him out. Connor focusing on his new best friend while Sophie runs up to the table to pick hers.

Squirtle is about a foot or two shorter then Connor so he kneels down to get closer to his level. It was immediately obvious that this Squirtle was male, its 3 inch cock dangling between its legs. A part of Connor was sort of hoping for a girl, but having a best bud isn't bad either.

"Hello." Connor says reaching his hand out to pet his Squirtle on the head. But before his hand even make it half way the Squirtle lungs forward snapping at Connor's hand.

"Woah there! It's okay. Me and you are going to be best friends from now on, yeah."

"Sssquir...tle?" The creature replies.

The moments cut short though by squeals from Sophie.

"Ohmygod! He's soooo cute!" She's squeezing her new Bulbasaur tight against her chest. Its cock growing erect at an increasing rate.

"A Bulbasaur! That's a good choice. It is very easy to raise! Bulbasaurs are a dual-type Grass and Poison Pokémon. They are effective against a variety of foes and lack an offensive movepool, but have great support moves."

"Yeah, yeah whatever Gramps! Come on Connor lets battle. I'll beat that wimp of a Squirtle to a pulp!"

"Oh, for Pete’s sake… so pushy as always." Oak lets out a little chuckle. "But not a bad idea my dear. It will be a nice introduction to what the two of you will be facing in your future. I'm sure the two of you already know about how battles work but have your parents informed you about-"

"Shut up old man! Come on Connor, I’ll take you on! Bulbasaur Tackle!"

Sophie's Bulbasaur sprints toward Connor's Squirtle and almost instinctively Connor shouts his command to Squirtle.

"Squirtle use your tail whip!"

Just as Bulbasaur is about to reach Squirtle he steps to the side whipping his tail around tripping Bulbasaur. Using this to his advantage Squirtle tackles Bulbasaur while he is down and the two wrestle around on the floor until Squirtle stands victorious.

"What? Unbelievable! My Pokémon!" Sophie shouts running over to the tired and beaten Bulbasaur. Squirtle running back to Connor, the two sharing in a victory high five.

"Here." Sophie holds out her hand, 80 PB in her palm. "Your prize for winning."

Wow! Today really is a great day. He not only gets to start on his Pokémon adventure but he just made 80 bucks and won his first trainer battle and against Sophie no less! Connor pockets the cash as Sophie starts to walk out the lab, Bulbasaur in her arms.

"Wait a minute young lady! Aren't you forgetting something?" Oak chimes in.

"No! I gave him his stupid prize money already. What else do I have to do!?"

"Well, that's what I was trying to ask you before. Connor do you know what my granddaughter is forgetting?"

Connor thinks for a moment before answering "No, Professor Oak. I don't know either. Sorry."

"That's alright. Most parents don't tell their kids the full truth about the Battle Laws. Both your parents only told you the winner gets prize money from the loser correct."

"Yes" Both of them reply

"Well there is more to it then that. Pokémon are sexual creatures, yes. So part of taking care of them is meeting their sexual needs as well. This is why out in the wild it is not uncommon for trainers to allow their Pokémon to fuck any wild Pokémon who attack them. The Pokémon Battle Laws further this into battles against other trainers. The winner does not only gain a cash prize but also a sexual one. If the winner wishes to they are allowed to let any of their Pokémon fuck any of the losing trainers Pokémon or even the losing trainer. The winning trainer can even join in if they'd like. Or the winner can simply take the cash prize and omit the sex if they wish. The loser has no say in the matter."

Both Connor and Sophie's eyes go wide at this new information. The room is quite for a few moments before Connor finally breaks it.

"So...I can fuck Sophie, right here, right now?"