Time to display the merchandise.

The meowth tapped his mic a couple of times, ensuring it was working. "Welcome arena goers and team owners to another auction day and may I say," he paused, ensuring he had everyone's attention. "This may be the most lucrative **** haul in arena history. Here before you we have acquired five renowned trainers for your choosing. Each formerly an owner of slaves, having **** those slaves to fight for their amusement. Now, each is a ****, and will be **** to fuck for our amusement. Isn't justice ironic?"

A smattering of crude laughter ran through the audience at the meowth's cruel joke. On and on he prattled, hyping up his "wares" as he referred to us, until he finally motioned to the side of the stage. At his cue, a line of strong male pokemon marched out, each standing behind one of us. Fear quickly gripped me now as a tough looking mankey stood behind me.

"And now folks," the meowth continued. "To show you that I bring only the finest quality to this stage, a demonstration! Let's see the quality of these would be 'pokemon masters' shall we?" He sneered as he said it, shooting a cold glance our way.

Suddenly I felt the strong, furry hands of the mankey behind me reach around and firmly grasp my breasts, kneeding and fondling me roughly. "As you can see, all individuals possess real breasts. Not an ounce of silicon to be found on this stage!" Looking over I could see the other girls each being treated in the same manner.

"As well, each individual is unpierced and untattooed, meaning for the breasts at least, full undiminished sensitivity." At the meowth's words, the mankey grabbed both of my nipples and twisted them. Hard. "Aaaah!" I cried out, unable to hold back the twinge of pain I felt. The others reacted similarly, all except for Iris who almost cooed in delight. When her nipples were twisted, she let out an appreciative "Ooooh fuck..."

"Whoa, looks like we got a hot one here folks!" The meowth told the audience as they snickered and chuckled. "Lets see just how much she likes it!" And with a signal from the meowth, Iris's nipples were twisted and pulled, much to her delight. "Lets see how they all like it!"

"No-" I started to protest but my words were cut off as my nipples were twisted even harder than before. "Haaaaa... owwweeee..." I sobbed in pain as my nipples were tugged on and my breasts were smacked. A minute or so later, the pokemon relinquished our collective breasts, which were now covered with red welts from repeated smacks and to top it off, our nipples all stood out, erect and sore from the ****.

"And now to see the real goods!" The meowth roared, throwing his arms wide in a grand gesture. "Boys, make 'em spread for us!"