Yes

Part of you just wants to keep lying there feeling miserable, not caring what this guy does to you, but another part of you, one that's been with you ever since you were a little girl, feels a surge of anger at this man's words. This is why you became a trainer in the first place, to prove to guys like this who just saw women as sex objects that a female trainer could reach the top of the mountain in this fucked up world, could be valued for her skill as a pokemon trainer instead of just for her body.

Allowing this renewed defiance to give you strength and motivation, you pull yourself to your feet, picking up your father's hat beside you and placing it on your head.

The man just laughs. "Seriously? You're actually gonna battle me? Look at you; it's pretty obvious from all that cum on you that some dude just beat you, and had a great time afterwards. Why don't you just forfeit this one, huh? I promise I'll make that slutty body of yours feel good if you do."

You seethe with rage, and throw your pokeball towards him a lot harder than necessary. "Go, Charmander!"