The Final Day

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang. Your door explodes in a barrage of knocks. They continue bang after bang, fists pounding against the door. Bang bang bang bang bang.

“Coming,” you shout, but the knocking doesn’t stop. “Coming!” You quickly finish zipping up your dress for the day. The final day of the Rookie Tournament. Bang bang bang bang.

You open the door, and you’re tackled to the ground. Yuruki hovers above you, her hands on either side of your head. “Missed me?” she growls.

You laugh and push up to kiss her, “Of course.” Her leg slides up between yours, her thigh pushing your hem up until, her thigh presses against your panty clad sex. “Mmm,” you moan, “I need to get to the stadium.”

“You sure?” she purrs, her leg jiggling in place. You melt beneath her, ready to give in. A quickie before your match can’t hurt. You move your hips, rubbing your pussy against Yuruki’s muscular thigh. And then she pulls away, standing, “No, you’re right. You have to go win this thing, huh?”

“Mmm,” you whimper, reaching for her outstretched hand. You try to pull her back down to you, but she is much stronger than you. And in seconds, you’re pulled back to your feet. “That was just cruel,” you whine, your body aches with desire.

She smirks, “Let’s get to the stadium, and then see if we have time for fun.” You know she’s right. Jack, Daisy, and Paris are in the lobby of the pokecenter when you get down there. And the 5 of you make your way to the stadium. John, Opal, Roger, and Humphrey meet you there.

“So about that promise of fun?” you whisper to Yuruki.

But before she can reply, a stadium employee notices you and bids you and Jack to follow her. Everyone wishes you and Jack good luck before she takes you to a waiting area.

“Princess Cock Gobbler,” Blue’s voice calls out as you enter the waiting area. He’s sitting at a table, leafing through a magazine you can see a nude spread of Clair across the pages. “Where’s the key?” he snarls.

“The key?” you quirk your head.

“For Zoe’s belt and muzzle,” venom drips off his words. Oh, that key.

You reach into your bag showing off the sought after item, “You haven’t just had it picked?”

He rolls his shoulders, “That would be cheating, would you have cheated if I locked up your toy?” his gaze flicks towards Jack at your side. Probably. “So you want to make a bet?”

“Who says we’re even going to battle?” you tease.

He sneers, “If either of us don’t make the finals, it counts as losing.”

“No way, I’m not going to give you the key if Jack beats me.”

He snarls, “Fine, the bet’s against both of you. So your side is guaranteed a final spot.” You catch Jack’s gaze and she’s smiling.

“And what do we get if we win?” she asks.

“What do you want?” he asks. You and Jack huddle for a second, quickly discussing options. When you deliver your choice, he grimaces, but agrees to the terms.

The doors to the waiting room open as you and Blue shake on the bet. Ashley walks in with the stadium employee. You wonder if Blue can beat her, then you realize she is his sister. Should you tell him? You had promised Daisy you wouldn’t, and without proof you doubt the Tournament organizers would allow him to not claim the forfeit, and maybe not even then.

She’s wearing all black like usual. The skirt, and from past experiences you would be willing to bet she wasn’t wearing any underwear. And her usual asymmetric shirt, that gives underboob on one side and almost reaches her waist on the other, with a flash of red that could almost look like an R if you squint. And all of her piercings are swapped out from their usual black studs for red gemstones.

She tightens her ponytail, pulling back her raven black hair. “It’s not too late to run,” she says in her raspy voice.

“I—“ you start a retort, but are cut off by the stadium employee.

“If you’d all follow me.”

After a few winding hallways, the 4 of you are delivered to the stage where the commentators usually stand.

“Well, we’ve finally made it. The last day of our illustrious Rookie Tournament,” Erika announces to the cheering crowd. You stand between Jack and Blue. “Our finalists today are: Jack of Fuchsia City, Amber of Pallet Town, Blue Oak of Pallet Town, and Ashley Ketchum of Celadon City.” The crowd cheers and all of you wave. “And commentating today is the one the only Champion Lance!”

You’re shocked, outside of official Champion business Lance is rarely seen in public. Rumors run wild about what he does while out of sight. Hunting rare pokemon, training his powerful dragons, fighting crime, or just too busy with his secret harem of wives that he keeps tucked away in the mountains. But nobody really knows the truth, but one thing is for certain. Lance does not show up to commentate tournaments, not even the Rookie Tournament.

But there he is, spiky red hair, flowing black cape, and piercing yellow eyes. The sound of the crowd could likely be heard in Sinnoh. Everyone loves Lance. And nobody could have predicted his appearance here and now. He shakes each of your hands, starting at Ashley and ending on Jack.

“Hello Celadon City,” Lance waves to the crowd, and unbelievably it gets louder. Every word holds your full attention as he goes over the rules for the tournament. Full team battles today. His voice gives you goosebumps. “It’s such an honor to be here today. But today isn’t about me. Today is about these fine trainers behind me,” he turns gesturing to you. “So what do you say we get to the main attraction?”