You Take Him to Your Place ()

Blue returns Squirtle. "Fine, I lose. Congrats, you got lucky."

You glare at him, "You lost because you're a bad trainer, not because of luck."

Blue scoffs, muttering under his breath, "Loose lipped bitch..."

Hearing him, but deciding it wasn't worth fighting now, you walk over to him and grab him by the hair.

"Since you like talking so much, how about I take a different payment from you?" You say with a wicked smile.

You just got an idea.

An Idea to take him to your place and see how he'll like it when the tables are turned on him.

"Hey, let go!"

You ignore him and continue dragging him.

"Come on, Charmander."

Blue thrashes around in your grip, screaming profanities and insults as he's dragged away.

You stop when you're outside of your house, and you open the door, pulling Blue inside.

"Let go! What the fuck are you doing!?"

You kick the door shut and pull Blue upstairs.

"Amber, what are you doing? You have a visitor? Oh, hi, Blue!"

"Help me! This crazy bitch is gonna-"

"Mom, could you give us a second?" You say, cutting him off.

"Sure, honey. Oh, and happy birthday, sweetie. I hope you had a good day."

"Thanks, mom!"

Your mom leaves, and you shove Blue into your bedroom, closing the door behind you.

You give Blue one final push towards your bed and place your foot down upon his crotch. Your own face giving a leer you never thought possible.

You give a dark chuckle, "Okay, listen, fucktoy, here's what's going to happen..."