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The Trainers Gauntlet (Artemis & Minome7894)

Postby Artemis » Wed May 31, 2017 3:18 am

  This RP was arranged using this seeking RP thread. While this is a private RP, you may feel free to contact me about your own ideas based on the same premise.  
It was a beautiful day on the island. The sun glared down upon the girls from above at a modest tropical temperature and the sound of the ocean against the docks. People were getting off the small cruise ship that had brought them to the island and beginning to make their way into town. Dawn and Rosa were no exceptions to this, each running ahead with giddy joy as they rushed to introduce themselves to what might as well have been a new world.

...The brochure couldn't have prepared either of them for what was to come next.

The town was very modest, with buildings having to rely on whatever pokemon were available inside if they wanted to have electricity and a somewhat more primitive water supply than you'd expect to find back home. It all made sense, of course. Trainers weren't expected to stay here. Really, it was probably more of a village than a town by anyone's standards. Today, however, it was bustling with people. Dawn managed to get a good three-quarters of a mile into the village, right into the square, before she was forced to slow down by another person crossing her path. Or rather, by her impact with that person. Dawn attempted to shift her weight out of the way at the last moment, but the boy in her path didn't show any signs that he was aware of her presence, making no effort to stop himself. Dawn felt an arm bury itself against her and was knocked flat on her rear. Being at the frankly incredibly modest height of 4'6'', she really couldn't win when it came to physical run-ins like this even when the other person didn't go out of their way to shove her. Speaking of which, that boy had just shoved her on purpose!

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"HEY, watch who you're shoving road hog!" Dawn snapped, decidedly not satisfied with the violent way she'd just been greeted. ...A chill ran down her spine, however, as she observed about half a dozen people turn their heads and step forward in response to her shouting. They surrounded Dawn in a rather wide half-circle, taking rather assertive poses and eyeing her with contempt. "U-Um..." Dawn stammered out rather timidly, decidedly not so brave now that she'd become aware of something being amiss. Great--Just great. She'd somehow managed to make seven enemies in a single sentence. "What's a little cupcake like you doing in a place like this~?" one of the boys asked rather disingenuously. "Just because you're bigger than me doesn't mean you can shove--" Dawn replied in a softer tone, more defensive this time. She attempted to get back up as she spoke, only for the boy that had knocked her down in the first place to grab her beanie hat and shove her back down. Dawn landed on her bottom with a frightened little gasp. Her heart raced. She was being bullied, unfortunately not something new to her. But these bullies seemed ... particularly hands-on about how they went about it. A chuckle escaped the boys and they watched her expectantly. "Hey--Gimme my hat back!" Dawn blurted out, shifting to get back up again. Another boy shifted forward and shoved her back down. "Si'down. Know your place." he snapped, earning a pout from Dawn. What did he mean by that..? The frustrated trainer went silent.

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"What place is that, huh? On the ground?" an accusing voice asked. Having witnessed some of what was going on, Rosa had decided to intervene! Stepping forward, she took her place at Dawn's side. "Don't you have anything better to do than pick on little girls?" Rosa went on to taunt rather snappily, unintimidated by the group's numbers. Dawn simultaneously shot Rosa a sore look even as she subtly shifted behind the other's leg slightly. As much as she appreciated the help, she really wished people would stop making height related comments. The boys glanced about each other, several murmurs of amusement leaving them. Finally, the one that shoved spoke up. It seemed like he might be the ring-leader, judging by the way he kept speaking for the group. "Yeah~ I'd rather pick on a big girl." he remarked. Rosa just sort of stood there for a moment in bewilderment, her expression blanching in mild frustration. Now, she was certainly bigger than Dawn but she wasn't exactly tall either. In fact, she was still somewhat short! Finally, she noticed what the group was doing. Their eyes were falling a bit 'short' of hers. She followed their gaze... straight to her breasts. In spite of her size, Rosa had been gifted with a very well-endowed bust. This was compared to Dawn, who was relatively flat. Before she could probably react to this, a hand reached out and rather rudely grabbed one of her breasts, eliciting a pained yelp from Rosa.

"Oh ha-ha! Very funny! Why don't you jerks just leave us alone??" Rosa replied, her nose wrinkling in disgust. Who even did that?? What was wrong with these punks? "Hear that? This girl thinks she's better than us." the leader remarked. The way he stressed his words gave Rosa and Dawn pause. What had he just said..? "I've got more balls than you guys~" Rosa coldly cooed in response, drawing and priming two of her pokeballs and wiggling them about as if to make a point. And just like that, with a chorus of aggressive shouting, the fight was on.

...And it didn't end well. Outnumbered and surprisingly enough outmatched, both Dawn and Rosa were soundly defeated in the heated battle that followed. It was enough to draw a crowd, as it turned out the boys were very strong trainers in their own right.

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As the battle concluded, the lead boy approached the girls with his cronies behind him. Rosa promptly stepped in front of Dawn, slipping her wounded pokemon back in her bag. "What now, ladies?" the leader asked, his choice of words somewhat sarcastic. "...You won fair and square. But I won't let you pick on this girl! You can have two of my badges instead. . . . But just what's with you and picking on girls, huh?" Rosa reluctantly replied. She didn't like this, but they had beaten her. She had no choice but to back off the offensive. "Hehe--This tournament's for boys only. That's the local bro code. No girls are allowed to compete." the leader replied in a matter-of-fact tone. "What??" "Why not??" Dawn and Rosa replied in disbelief, almost in unison. "It's simple, dummies! We all want to win, so we're teaming up to eliminate the weaker trainers." the leader explained rather smugly. This caused Rosa to blush slightly in embarrassment. "And by weaker trainers you mean girls??" she replied in a flustered tone. "Don't be like that, baby~ It's not my fault things are the way they are. Boys are just naturally stronger than girls~! Heh. Smarter too." the leader replied in a sickeningly unapologetic tone. "...Too bad you can't be nicer." Rosa replied rather sorely. If her pokemon weren't down and out, she would have challenged them to a rematch on the spot, just to try and defend her honor.

"Heh. You've got a mouth on you. You're lucky I'm into you or I wouldn't be so patient. ...Speaking of which, I'm feeling merciful. How about this. I'll let you and your little baby friend--" the leader began, causing Dawn to hang her head and sulk tearfully. Not exactly helping your case there, Dawn. She'd sustained a bit too much bullying in a short time. "stick around. And all you have to do is be my girlfriend and do whatever I want. ...That includes me~" the leader finished, hesitated a good moment before making that last remark with a return of that smug tone from earlier. Thoroughly hot in the cheeks from all the unwanted attention she was getting, Rosa lost her temper for a moment. "...Ugh, you're such a creep!" Rosa blurted out, only to realize that in her desire not to be objectified she had inadvertently provoked the group again. There was silence for a moment as the leader seemed to consider Rosa's words. He motioned to his goons and they quickly moved to surround the girls again, this time in a full circle. Dawn huddled close to Rosa for protection and an arm found its way around her in return, holding her close. The shorter girl looked about in confusion. Why wasn't anyone helping..? To her horror, the crowd only watched with a resigned look in their eyes. Worse yet, they were making it difficult for anyone to get past them so they could get to the scene. How often did this sort of thing happen that nobody even bothered to try and help?? "In that case, let's show these dummies what happens when the weaker sex wants to compete..." the leader coldly remarked, closing in on the duo.

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In just a moment Rosa was grabbed and yanked forward. Dawn attempted to hold onto the other's waist and pull her back, but merely got knocked over when Rosa briefly pulled free, inadvertantly butt-bumping Dawn. The trainer fell and watched in horror as Rosa was pulled into something of a chokehold, her protests muffled as she was put in something of a chokehold. The boys grabbed at her, tugging at her clothes, pinching her bra open, yanking her out of her shoes, groping... But it wasn't over yet. No. After they'd have their fill of manhandling, Dawn froze in abject disbelief tainted with a certain queasiness as the leader opened his mouth wide and enveloped Rosa's head! She was paralyzed there on the ground, watching as Rosa was pulled deeper and deeper inside of him, vanishing more and more with each greedy, gluttonous swallow. A muffled shriek met her ears, causing her to flinch, as she now found herself staring at the leader's distended, shifting stomach. The next thing she knew, he was towering over her as she gawked. A hand shaped bulge nearly touched her cheek as if reaching out to her from within, causing her to lean back slightly. Sorry Rosa, but no way. A shudder ran down her spine as a chorus of mixed with faint cries for help met her ears, the sounds of a person that had tried to protect her starting to digest. "How about you, bl--BRRAAAAAAAAAAAP" the leader began, only for a tremendous belch to escape him, a blast of warm, smelly air and spittle blowing past the fallen trainer and causing her to gag, only for Rosa's soaked skort to smack her in the face, its wet fabric sticking to her. Apparently it had been pulled down while she was being swallowed.

"...How about you, bluenette. Ready for your turn?" the leader asked. "N-No..?" Dawn mousily replied in a pleading tone, gingerly beginning to peel Rosa's skort off her face as she regained some fraction of composure. "What was that? Did you just say 'No?' Good girls don't use that word. What do we do with to disobediant girls again~?" the leader replied rather smugly. Dawn know full well what he meant in spite of his playful tone, and her desire not to meet a similar fate as Rosa sent her into a panic. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! Please don't eat me..!" Dawn pleaded frantically, shifting onto her hands and knees to beg. This earned a chuckle from the boys. "Oh? That's not the tune you were singing before... What changed~?" the leader replied encouragingly. "You we-were right! Boys are--!" Dawn began,
only for the leader to interrupt her. "Uh-uh~! Stand up and say it ... to your friend." the leader went on. This all felt wrong, but Dawn had no choice. She just hoped that Rosa would forgive her. "Don't listen to him Dawn!" Rosa's very muffled voice shouted from within the leader's gut. ...Dangit. Dawn gazed upon the leader's belly for a moment, taking notice of the way a bulge that hadn't been there before was now pressing up into his fleshy belly from below, distending it ever so slightly inwards. ...ew...

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Taking a deep breath, Dawn stood up and was beckoned ot stand right before the leader's gut, which she did. "Now, tell her what you learned~" the leader instructed. " . . . He's right..." Dawn relented lamely. "Louder! I want to hear your conviction." the leader lightly scolded. Dawn swallowed her anxiety and placed her hands on her hips. "...He's right. Boys are better than girls." Dawn stated firmly. A muffled protest was heard from within the leader, but Dawn couldn't make out what was said. "And?" the leader requested, flustering Dawn a little. "...They're better at anything and everything. That's just how it is." she went on, attempting to mimic the leader's earlier remarks. "You don't actually mean that..!" Rosa's voice pleaded. "Yes, I do." Dawn stated rather firmly. "No! You're just... saying that!" Rosa cried out, just barely audible over the gurgling of the leader's stomach. "No, I'm not! They're better and that's that!" Dawn replied. "That's not true..!" Rosa pleaded, encouraging Dawn to stand up for herself. However, Dawn was getting tired of acting. Her patience grew thin. Jabbing her pointer finger into the leader's belly, Dawn raised her voice. "Haven't you caused enough trouble?! Boys are better and that's that! That's why you're in there and I'm out here! Now hush..!" Dawn snapped.

"Hmm hmm... Excellent--BRAAAP--... Are you sure you don't want to try and save your friend~?" the leader remarked. Dawn could tell that this was a trap, just because of who it was coming from. "N-No... You can keep her! She needs to learn her... place anyway." Dawn replied, turning her back on the leader's stomach and folding her arms. She felt gross saying those things, but it was better than getting eaten too--right..? ...By now, Iris and Hilda would have had time to take notice of the commotion and push their way through the stubborn crowd, likely having witnessed at least the last part of that painful exchange where Dawn was forced to betray Rosa.
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Re: The Trainers Gauntlet (Artemis & Minome7894)

Postby Minome7894 » Sat Jun 03, 2017 1:19 am

It was at this time that one more passanger, Iris, "The Girl Who Knows the Hearts of Dragons", and Champion of the Unova region, finally got off the boat. She just so happened to have taken longer than most everyone else. It turned out she had enjoyed her mid-voyage nap a bit too much and as a result, couldn't take advantage of the extra time to doll herself up for the tournament. But it wasn't like it was her make up was going to apply itself, nor was her large purple hairdo going to style itself. Even now, as she lifted the edge of her large poofy pink dress, ornate with ribbons and streamers, to step off the ship and onto the dock in her bejeweled slippers and tiara, anyone who saw her could agree that her looks were worth her late departure.
Others would think the wide flowing sleeves and hoop skirt were a bit much for an occasion like this. She hadn't even had her first battle but she was already dressed like a champion.

Not to mention the weather. The sun was shined on the sea with all it's might, but she simply stretched and cheerfully smiled right back up at it and skipped across the dock to the mainland unbothered by the heat. Maybe it helped that her hoop skirt was wide enough to catch cold drafts.
That was Iris's secret weapon to pulling off her look; her attitude. She carried the air of a mighty, elegant dragoness in human form. It was as if her make up hair and dress were mere extensions of the commanding presence she carried about herself, like a princess among common folk.
Her mind wasn't even on her looks, however. Not anymore. She took her precious time tending to that already. Iris's heart and mind was elsewhere; in the future; on the tournament ahead. She didn't come for a beauty pageant, she came to battle, and she came to win, and that was just what she and her team of dragon types were going to-say what's going on?

The sounds of a pokémon battle in the distance filled the air and woke her from her daydream.
"Did these kids start without me?" Iris grunted as she rushed over to the crowd that formed around the battlefield.
By the time she and her dress made her way to the front, it was already over.
There was one more person separating Iris from the front. It was Hilda, who with her white tank top small black vest and daisy dukes that fully exposed her shapely shaven legs to the elements, seemed much more appropriately dressed for the occasion than the lavish ornate Iris. She even had the sense to wear a cap to keep the sun out of her eyes.
Iris already had a good view from over her shoulder, Hilda saw the whole thing, but neither of them liked what they were seeing one bit.

As if the sight of two fellow female trainers being beaten in a battle wasn't disheartening enough, what was to follow was just sickening.
Iris had full mind to jump right in and challenge all the goons to a horde battle.
But then something happened. The group of thugs and their ring leader surrounded the two poor, defenseless girls and did something that sent a mortal shiver up both Iris' and Hilda's spines. The resulting belch woke them from their horrified trans and their collective brains finally processed what they just saw.
They... He... Swallowed Rosa... Whole! ...How?...What?
This was not what either of them signed up for! Hilda couldn't bare to watch nor could she turn away. She was frozen in abject terror at the atrocity she had just witnessed. Not much more could be said for Iris.
And the worst was still to come.
Dawn, the girl left over was forced to betray her friend and denounce her entire gender. This had already long gone too far.
This was the last straw. This ignited the rage in Iris' eyes that finally propelled her to push Hilda aside and do something.

"Hey!" Iris boldly called out, shoving Hilda out of the way. "If she won't I will!" She stepped up to the thugs with heroic conviction.
"How Dare you!..." Iris began, angered and disgusted beyond even full sentences. "You spit her out right now!" Iris threatened with a pokéball in hand. "Or I'll...I'll..."

This display of courage... was met with laughter.
"Oh come on babe. Where do you girls keep coming from?" One of the goons piped up as he was looting Rosa's bag for her pokéball. "Look guys, one escaped and stole her master's dress too!~" He mocked as he paced around Iris, flicking at her dress, which only seemed to impress him by how ridiculously girly it was. He took this chance to take center stage as his boss was picking his teeth.
"I think you're lost, princess. Is your brain in another castle?" He stopped in front of her, squinting condescendingly "This ain't no prissy little... What are they even called? Pokemon Contests?" He snorted slyly as he wrapped Iris's hair ribbon that he snagged around fist, pulling her in close.
"You listen here, little raisin; Do yourself a big favor and get off this island Now. You wouldn't want to stain your pwetty dress.~" He suggested, an ominous malicious grin cracking across his face.
"I'm warning you..." Iris growled, bearing her canines as well.

Hilda stepped forth as well, but not to confront the boys, but to escort Dawn by the shoulder.
If Dawn were to look Hilda in the eyes, she'd find a silent stare of disappointment.
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Re: The Trainers Gauntlet (Artemis & Minome7894)

Postby Artemis » Sat Jun 10, 2017 7:32 pm

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Dawn flinched at the feeling of someone's touch. She had been very tensely watching the boys, scared out of her wits, and hadn't noticed anyone stepping forward to approach her. The smaller girl stopped and looked up at Hilda, only to wither slightly under her gaze. She promptly hung her head, displaying a sullen and defeated look. She seemed like she was having a very bad day, understandably, and was probably still very frightened and upset. Meanwhile, the group's leader shrugged helplessly. "Sorry, princess" the leader remarked rather disingenuously. "But I can't! I already ate her. She's gone now." he went on to remark, provoking the muffled form of Rosa to push outwards, making her mark known from inside him as her muffled voice denied his claims. "I'm afraid she'll have to find her own way out~" the leader went on to remark somewhat labourously, reaching down to the struggling form of Rosa and grasping her head. He then firmly shoved and pushed her downwards, causing her to tumble forward inside him, and then began to gingerly hold her head down against the member pushing back up against his stomach. "Say hello to your new god. He'll be handling your release." the leader half moaned out. It seemed that he was taking some pleasure out of Rosa's struggles and muffled fright. She attempted to right herself, to pull her head away, but could make no ground. Instead, she was face to groin with her jailer and fully aware of just what was poking up against her.

"Nnn... Of course, if you're so inclined you could 'pay her bail'." the leader went on to suggest in a tone that seemed to hint at some rather sexual implications. Yet, on cue muffled Rosa's voice could be heard shouting "Don't do it!" from inside the leader's churning gut. The leader would smack his stomach with a fist in response, hitting Rosa. "Be quiet! Your loud mouth is what got you in trouble in the first place! Someone get me a water. I need to wash the taste of stupid out of my mouth." the leader scolded. One of his lackeys quickly handed him a bottle and he began to drink it, all while still holding Rosa upside down inside of him. One could only imagine what she was going through as his stomach shifted, churned and gurgled away at her. "See? I'm not unreasonable. I just need this one to learn her lesson~! It's for her own good, after all. I won't be the only one to show her her place around these parts. So what'd'you say? Wanna head back to the inn and discuss the details? Or maybe you'd like to meet a similar fate. We've still got plenty of room to spare over here."
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Re: The Trainers Gauntlet (Artemis & Minome7894)

Postby Minome7894 » Tue Jul 04, 2017 12:05 am

"How could you do that? And after she bravely stood up for you." Hilda squinted with disappointment. "You did not just turn your back on her. You turned your back on all of your sisters." She glared at Dawn with great disapproval. Looking closer into Dawn's eyes, Hilda recognized something. An overwhelming sense of fear and distress. She was clearly still panicked and unnerved by the whole ordeal. Perhaps Hilda should cut her a little slack. Taking a deep breath, Hilda changed her tone. "I guess you've seen by now that we're on our own in this tournament." She loosened her grip to a gentler hold. "All we sisters have here are eah other." She continued, placing her other hand on Dawn's other shoulder and facing here. "And if we surrender now to bullies like them, the boys win. And I don't just mean the tournament." She sighed with gritted teeth. The very thought made her cringe with frustration. She then moved one of her hands to Dawns chin and raised it so that their eyes could meet. This new gaze wasn't one of disappointment anymore so much as her own new plea for help. "We're so much stronger than this. We're so much stronger than them." She coached, bringing her face even closer to Dawn's, lowering her voice appropriately. "There is so much we can do that they can't, and they know it. That's why they're trying to keep us down. We can't let them get away with it." She pleaded, lifting her hand from Dawn's chin to her cheek. "The only way we can stop them is to work together from here on out. You get what I mean?"

Iris had to do her best not to gag there and then from the sight of this man alone. She wasn't intimidated by the likes of him. Not one bit. Not after facing Dragon Type Pokémon thrice his size and strength and taming them. But his belly... it was one of the most disgusting things she had ever seen. The sight of it wriggle and squirm with poor Rosa trapped inside, was nauseating. And that was even before he began to pleasure himself with his own stomach. She couldn't stand to be this close for much longer, but she had to be strong. For her 'sister' Rosa. Keeping her composure in intense moments like these was a skill she picked up catching and battling dragons her dress. No way was she going to spit-up all over her pink masterpiece. This thought gave her an idea that could never have come too soon.
"No. We're going to settle this like Trainers. With a battle!" She coldly proposed. "3 on 3, anything goes, loser spits her out." She set her terms confidently as if a Xatu told her beforehand she was going to win.
"What do you say? Or are you too -hurk- full to stand up to Me?"
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Postby Artemis » Wed Jul 12, 2017 5:29 am

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Dawn withered under White's gaze and words. Judging by the rather pathetic look on her face, she looked like she just might burst into tears at any moment. She had betrayed her... sisters? Dawn was a little confused by Hilda's choice of words, but as she continued to listen Hilda continued to make things clearer, drawing Dawn's tear stained eyes up to the Hilda's with a gentle touch that sent a shiver down Dawn's spine. Hilda was her... sister? The shorter trainer's eyes lit up with sudden realization, glimmering with a newfound dignity thanks to Hilda's words. The boys had done a good job of making Dawn wish she'd been born a boy, at least for that moment of extreme danger, but such raw motions hadn't lasted very long. There were so many things she liked about being a girl! What would she do if she couldn't wear all her pretty outfits anymore without getting strange looks in public? Would she really enjoy looking like a boy? Come to think of it that look didn't feel like her at all! What about her personality? Would she be the same if she were a boy? Somehow she doubted it. She might not be an expert, but she understood that boys and girls tended to be raised in slightly different ways, and that could really add up over a decade or two! Most of all though, she realized she would miss being able to call people like Hilda her sister. A momentary glance at the boys' leader as he not-quite-so-subtly got off to his still squirming stomach sent a much less pleasant shiver down Dawn's spine.

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Seeing Rosa reduced to food had filled her with angst over being born a girl, but now with Hilda's words in mind she saw the truth. That boy... was icky! Dawn wanted to be safe and having someone care about her would be pretty nice too, but she'd never have that submitting to the boys' whims. Without warning she turned back and leaned in to embrace Hilda, inadvertently burying her cheek in the other's bosom in the process. She was at the perfect height for such shenanigans."I'm sorry..! I didn't mean any of it! I just didn't want to get eaten..! I'd much rather be on your team..." Dawn would blurt out, pleading for forgiveness. She certainly seemed genuine, and desperate for Hilda's support at that.



Meanwhile, the gang leader burst into laughter. It was perhaps chilling, the way his stomach shifted and moved, deforming slightly with Rosa's shape as she pushed against the walls surrounding her in defiance, his stomach gurgling rather loudly. [font color="a8a8a8"]"That's cute, but we already defeated her and I'm already digesting your little friend here. Are you sure you aren't blonde~? ...But alright. We'll battle. And when we win, we're going to take our pick of you. ...For everything you're worth."[/font] he warned rather jovially. On cue, every member of the gang began drawing their pokeballs. It would become abruptly clear that they had no intention of playing fair. The girls were up against a 2v12 situation, and it was becoming increasingly clear that their first day on the island was going to be a bad one. ...A really bad one.

...Try as they might, there was no winning. The crowd cleared as the battle grew out of control, and several of the more feisty girls would find themselves the target of some rather vicious pokemon attacks. Iris would be forced to watch as a terrified Dawn was torn away from Hilda, who had ultimately been unable to protect her. They would be beaten until they stopped resisting or became too sore, injured or tired to effectively resist, and then... they were to be made examples. Few onlookers remained at this point, most of them boys--who understandly felt safer. Most were content to know what would happen, rather than see it themselves. They'd seen this several times before in many cases, and were too uninspired after dozens of examples being set to step in and stop this.

The torture began with White and Dawn. Dawn was broken rather easily, having given up struggling after only a modest beating that left her with a few bruises and an injured arm. Several boys would drag White and Dawn off betwixt two buildings, forcing White to the ground and holding her down. They then began yanking away Dawn's clothes, forcefully undressing the two in spite of Dawn's begging. It wasn't until they began pushing Dawn down on White that she realized they intended to use her newfound friendship with the other against her. Her eyes filled with horror, but she could only resist until they started hitting her again--and that wouldn't last long.

"Didn't mean any of it huh..?"
"I guess she likes girls!"
"Trash."
"We're gonna give you exactly what you deserve..."
"Don't let us see your face again. Stay in there! Or else."


...The last thing White would remember was her legs being pushed open and an awful pain that knocked her unconscious.


...Meanwhile, Iris could barely move even without anyone pinning her down. Bot her legs and an arm throbbed with a sharp pain. The boys had been extra rough with her for making the challenge, and the leader now stood before her, squirming gut hanging over her ominously. He began to undo his pants, crouching down and letting his belly rest on Iris. She could feel Rosa weakly attempt to grasp at her, but a loud gurgle coincided with her hand being drawn back away from her. It seemed that the leader intended to do something unthinkable--...But maybe not in the way Iris might assume. He took his time groping Iris in her vulnerable state, undressing her going out of his way to humiliate her as he verbally objectified and dehumanized her. Her dress would likely get damaged in the process.

"It's called hero, not heroine sweetie."
"When a boy tells you to do something, you better do it."
"And you better be thankful when a boy is nice to you. Because on this island... we don't have to be."
"Unless you have one of these, you don't matter."
"Girls like you need to learn your place... and I have a special place for you. Come to daddy~"


The last thing Iris would see was the gang leader's looming member. And then... she was being consumed by it, forced inside him in a way somehow more absurd than the last. Try as she might, he would not relent. Not until her entire body was squeezed into his awaiting testicles. What felt like a sea of sticky liquid awaited her. On could only shudder to imagine what it was. She would be forced to endure her disgusting prison as the gang leader made a point to pleasure himself at her expense. The last thing she would remember was being unable to rise above the liquid surrounding her anymore and seeming to drown in it.


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Iris would wake up weak and covered in something familiar, but a cool breze graced her skin relative to the very hot insides of the gang leader. She was free! ...But someone was carrying her. Thankfully, this someone had breasts. It was Rosa! Her clothes had simply been digested away, but since they were both less than clean she had deigned to pick Iris up and cuddle her in spit of how gross Iris was at the moment. Rosa's skin was pretty raw from the acid burns she'd received, but she honestly could've looked worse. The grim and dispirited look on her face was probably the worst thing about her right then. Unbeknownst to Iris, Rosa was bringing her to a bathhouse so they could both get clean. They might not have clothes, or rather Iris' dress was laying in the street waiting for her to go get it, but they'd probably feel a bit better after they washed themselves off. ...Very, very thoroughly. For now the frankly depressed looking Rosa did not speak. It didn't seem like she'd noticed Iris was awake as she stepped into a very modest shower and turned on the water over them, shifting Iris into one arm in the process.


White would wake up extremely sore in her lower abdomen, with her shorts around her knees. And... Oh. Oh! Her belly was nice and round, and she could distinctly feel a toe poking at her waist, as well as a nose poking into her back just below her bosom. She'd been forced to unbirth Dawn, a very strenuous task for someone who hadn't properly unlocked her own abilities yet. Dawn laid still within her womb, with no readily apparent way to get the smaller girl out. One could surmise that she'd probably been knocked unconscious by the pain of squeezing past Hilda's hips, or perhaps she'd simply given up after being trapped in there for a while. Either way she was completely silent. Dawn's clothes, pokeballs and possessions were laying nearby, if Hilda chose to take them with her. Their badges had been taken, though, as well as any valuables they had on their person. Perhaps it was time to head to the pokemon center to treat their pokemon?
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