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Town Whore Emilia – Erika’s… pretty…

• Dugtrio – Fairly Weak, Healthy
• Oddish – Weak, Healthy
• Mankey – Fairly Weak, Healthy
• Onix – Capable, Healthy

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VS

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Gym Leader Erika – Surely you’re mistaken. YOU’RE the pretty one, Emilia.

• Tangela – Capable, Healthy
• ???

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Erika stands on the opposite end of an open field as your opponent, but that’s the least of your worries. Your breathing is heavy and your jeans are getting damp. You were trying to play it cool earlier, but there’s no denying the fact that you’re really turned on right now. But why? It’s not like you to get so worked up just from meeting a beautiful woman. And Erika IS quite beautiful, with an incredible body that you wish you could look at beneath her fine, autumn-themed kimono…

“…ilia? Emilia? Hello? Are you prepared for our pokemon battle? Two pokemon each?”

“Oh! Pokemon battle!” you blurt out. “Umm… uh… Who do I choose?” you wonder aloud. It’s not like you’re asking Erika directly, but you’re having trouble making a decision…

“Well… how about that cute little Diglett you beat Misty’s Staryu with?” the Gym Leader suggests.

Oh, the last time she saw him would’ve been when he was still a Diglett. “Uh, he’s not a Diglett anymore. Go, Dugtrio!”

Your pokemon emerges onto the battlefield, and Erika shows quite a bit of surprise.

“Oh my! You’ve evolved the little guy. Quite impressive. Say, Emilia, your captivating cuteness has kept my eyes on you since you first walked in…” You look away, face turning crimson. “…and I couldn’t help but notice that your nipples are very hard. Enough to stretch out that top of yours, in fact. Is everything alright?”

…AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

“A w-w-w-w g-g-g mmmmm d-d-d-d-d-d-d…” Your brain is having a total meltdown.

“There’s no need to be so flustered, dear. You’re perfectly allowed to feel aroused if you find something arousing. Though it does make me wonder what has caught your eye… Go, Tangela!”

Tangela, a mass of vines with eyes and feet, appears on the field.

“Tangela, use Vine Whip!”

Still frazzled by Erika’s discovery, you find it impossible to focus on the battle. In fact, it’s hard to focus on much of anything, aside from the rising temperature of your body with every breath you take. It’s getting unbearable. You have to take care of this somehow, and soon. “Dugtrio, uh…” Your eyes shut as you try to calm down, and the battle happening in front of you drifts away.

“…lia? Shouldn’t you be continuing the battle?”

The black-haired woman’s voice pulls you back to reality, where you realize Dugtrio is fainted on/in the ground.

“Oh, uh, Dugtrio return. Wait… that’s bad, isn’t it?” Your brain reaches an impasse, unable to decide what to do next in a battle that you haven’t been mentally participating in.

“Who knows? The choice is yours, Emilia. Though I do hope you can decide quickly. I’m getting a bit tired over here… *yaaaaawn*”

Hearing that your indecision is bothering Erika forces you to decide. You send out the first pokemon that comes to mind.

“Oddish, go!”

“Ah, the other pokemon you used against Misty. Though I must admit, he does look stronger than last time I saw him. A healthy Grass-type pokemon is something I can always appreciate,” Erika admires.

More compliments have you smiling from ear to ear, but they do nothing to quell your arousal. If anything, they make it worse. She seems to like you. She has this demure charm about her, and the face of a benevolent angel, not to mention the flared hips you can see beneath her kinda-tight kimono… Maybe she would touch you. If you asked her nicely, maybe she would take pity on your **** situation, and lend you a single fingertip without judging you too harshly…?

Concentrating is hopeless now. Your breathing is labored and ****. There’s a flood in your denim cutoffs. All your senses are spiked with a need for sex… You’re a pure girl! You’re above this kind of thing! You’d never let such primitive feelings get in the way of a pokemon battle, and yet…

…

“…a? Oh Emilia! Perhaps you should return Oddish to its pokeball?”

………………Oh. You lost.

“I-I-I’m s-s-s… s-s-s-s!” Why are you trying to apologize, anyway?

“Very well done Emilia. That was an excellent battle. I’m very proud of you,” Erika says.

“But… I lost?” you question, confused with the one percent of your brain that isn’t imagining Erika doing lewd things to you.

“But it was a very good battle. Given your inexperience, one or two losses can’t be helped. But, because you lost, you have to tell me…”

She makes her way across the field until she’s staring down at you, drowning you in the sweet and heavy scent that has your head swimming and your heart pounding.

“…what you want most. Right now, at this very moment. No lying, now.” She winks.