Three More Wrong...

The clown dances a jovial little dance spinning in place before stopping abruptly. "The first question begins your task, the first question now I shall ask! What oh what is the element that Dragon type Pokemon are weak against? A. Fire, B. Ghost or C. Ice"

"Um... B?" When the clown confirms you've gotten it wrong you find your heart sinking, you knew it was C. But thanks to your nerves and the still growing crowd you panicked.

"Wrong! So wrong indeed! Remove once more before we proceed!" You're not looking forward to travelling the town barefoot but you remove your socks, standing now before the crowd with only 3 articles of clothing left on your body. "Now moving on of course, the the second question comes with more ****! What can you tell me, what is your guess? What is the name of the first Gym leader, yes?" You pause before answering, you're confident you know this one but it has been a while since you've done any learning on the gym leaders.

"Rock?" You're not confident but you're pretty sure that was his name. The clown explodes into a dance clapping his hands and cheering your failure. The crowd lets out a cheer at the fact you are finally about to be showing some skin.

"Wrong! Wrong! And wrong you see! Take it off or stuck you'll be!" You swallow hard you are super nervous, your legs are shaking in fear of your soon to be exposure. You're regretting ever having agreed to this. You quickly remove your dress standing now in just your bra and panties before the crowd, which lets out a cheer. "The third question we move on to then! The third now, is where we begin, answer me this and for me you'll win! What is the most difficult Pokemon, that once can find in the Sinnoh Region?"

You pause... you're certain this was something you learned somewhere... your head is only filling though with the Red Gyarados from the video you watched the other day.

"The red... Gyarados?"

"Folly! Foul! You're wrong once more! Strip again and show us more!" You blush, this crowd of men is going to see either your breasts or your pussy, and you're really not sure which you're bothered by more. Still you reach behind yourself and remove your bra. A thunderous roar of cheers erupts from the crowd as you find yourself topless and having once more to search the town.

"Here is your ticket, and listen now, you'll need to find the final clown! Good Luck Trainer!"