Stopping off at the PokeMart for supplies

Your next stop is the PokeMart. Belle doesn't need anything, so she just waits outside, keeping an eye out for anyone who might be stalking you in order to challenge you as soon as you leave the city boundaries.

There's a list of stuff you wish you could afford to purchase, but you know you have hardly any credits left after that expensive meal, and some stuff will be out of your price range.

In priority order, you want some potions, some antidotes, some paralyze heals, and some spare condoms. (Yes - the PokeMart sells condoms, as it is considered critical gear for female Pokemon Trainers).

In the end, depressingly, you come to the realization that literally the only thing you can now afford, is extra condoms. And only just, too. It'll cost you literally every credit you have left.

Well. Perhaps that's a sign from the universe that this is actually the most important thing to get. Still, it feels pretty humiliating to approach the counter, dressed as you are with your used condoms dangling from your shorts, and place nothing but more condoms on the counter of the PokeMart.

The woman working the checkout looks at you with a severe, judging expression. She looks to be in her late 20s, not very old at all, but older than you. And she's got a wedding ring on her finger. But judging by her stylish, somewhat sexy outfit, it seems to you like she probably used to be a Pokemon Trainer when she was younger, or perhaps had a dream of being one. Perhaps she got knocked up after losing a battle, and was **** to settle down. In any case, while her outfit is very attractive, compared to your slutty get-up she looks extremely modest and conservative.

"Just condoms?" She asks, clearly unimpressed.

I'm not happy about it either. You say grimly.

Or rather, that's what you intended to say. The words that actually come out your mouth are "A girl's gotta have protection!" in an airy, shameless voice.

The woman scowls as she rings up the condoms. "I'll never understand skanks like you. Don't us women have enough trouble earning respect as it is? And enough difficulty keeping our husbands from straying? With whores like you strutting around like that, the men will never change."

As much as deep down you agree with the woman, and do want men to change, you also hate being spoken to so rudely. It's one thing to have opinions about such things in general, but to specifically attack one specific woman in front of you is pretty harsh. So you find yourself wanting to find a good comeback, to hurt her feelings as much as she just hurt yours.

"I'm not a whore. Whores get paid to fuck." You keep using that airy voice that your hypnosis made you use before, but adding a bit of snark to the tone, too. "When I fuck your husband, and claim his cum for my trophy belt, it'll be for free. And I'll make sure to do all the things you never do."

The woman gasps with outrage.

You feel like you're in too deep to stop now. "Have you ever let your man fuck you up the asshole? Or encouraged him to call you nasty insults while you deepthroat his cock? Perhaps you should consider it. The men are never going to change, lady, so you need to change yourself, or get left behind."

You hand her the last of your money, to pay for the condoms, and then pick the roll of condoms up from off the counter.

"Keep the change. Use it to buy yourself something nice and slutty to wear for your husband, before he goes back to route 1 to find a new, younger, hotter trainer to get to carry his next child."

And then you saunter from the PokeMart, smacking your ass playfully as you walk away from her, leaving her stunned with outrage.

She'll be even more angry when she realizes that after the cost of the condoms, you didn't actually leave any spare change at all.

"Got what you need?" Belle asks as you exit the door.

Kind of.

"Yep. A girl's gotta have protection!" You chirp, as your hypnosis forces you to tuck the new roll of condoms into your shorts, next to the shorter existing one.

"But also, I think I just made an enemy for life in there." You add quickly, sounding a bit concerned and regretful.

"I think you might be taking this 'pretend to be a slut' thing too far." Belle remarks.

You chuckle nervously, realizing that she's probably right. "At least there's one person in this world who knows I'm just pretending!" You say to Belle, and amicably knock her arm with your elbow.

"Anyway, I don't think we're being followed." Belle says confidently. "So I reckon this is our chance to make a break for the forest."

"Let's get out of this shitty city!" You nod, and then take Belle's hand and lead her quickly down the street to the North.