Your rival.

Blue walks through the bushes, directly up to you. She stands tall, wearing leather pants and a jacket, with a low cut burpee shirt underneath. “Nice Pokémon, dweeb, it looks just as weak and pathetic as you.”

You grimace. She’s clearly intimidating, especially the bulge in her pants. And she only gets more so.

“That reminds me of the games we used to play. Remember? Loser has to get “caught” by the winner? Oh, I still have the little chastity cage I used to catch you. Why don’t we wager that again, on a real Pokémon battle.”

You know you can’t get out of this… and who knows, maybe Eevee could find a way to win!

“Your on! Eevee can do it! I believe in him!”

She laughs, stepping back and tossing out her pokeball.