I had an idea that really wouldn't leave my mind, so I figured I'd try and write a microfiction for the first time.
CW: Extreme cruelty, gore, and general grossness.
#NSFW #Erotica #Gore
You fall to your knees, the Pokeball in your hands clattering down onto the sleek floor. After having come so far and defeating every trainer in your way, you’d been utterly defeated at the final stage. It was immensely frustrating the ease at which you’d been destroyed.
Cynthia, the champion of the Sinnoh league, had barely even tried during your battle. How was she so strong? These questions ran through your head, but the clack of Cynthia’s heels snapped you out of it as she walked towards you.
You raised your head to look at her, but as you did a powerful force slammed into your chin. It was sudden enough that you could barely process what was going on. Cynthia had suddenly and violently kicked you while you were down.
The force snapped your head back as blood flew out of your mouth. You gasped in pain, but she wasn’t done. Her hand came down and grabbed onto the neck of your shirt, lifting you up and slamming you into the wall.
“I despise weak trainers like you.” Cynthia said, her voice filled with malice, “How did you even get past the elite four? I shouldn’t have to waste my time with weaklings like you.”
You groaned, desperately trying to think of a response to the champion’s bitter remarks. She had rendered you utterly speechless as she reached into your pocket, ripping out your wallet.
“Well, at least I made some money off of you. That’s something, I suppose.” She said as she threw you to the side, allowing you to slam face first into the shiny cold ground of the battle arena.
You began to crawl towards the exit, thinking you had been let go, when you heard the telltale sound of Pokeballs opening…
“He’s yours. Do as you please with him.” Cynthia said, coldly as you turned to look at her in fear. She’d sent out her entire team. All 6 of the incredibly powerful pokemon who had defeated you with such ease were staring you down with a terrifying hunger in their eyes.
Her Spiritomb, Roserade, Togekiss, Lucario, Milotic, and of course, her Garchomp…
You had to get away. You had no idea what they had in mind, but you knew it wasn't good.
You rose to your feet, desperately running towards the exit. You weren’t sure what they had planned and you didn’t want to find out. Unfortunately, you were swiftly foiled as a haze of yellow powder formed around you.
You turned to see Roserade had extended her arm, thick powder streaming out. Too late, you realized this was a stun spore as you felt your body lock up in paralysis. As you fell down to the ground again you saw three of her Pokemon approach you…
Her Spiritomb floated behind you, shadowy tendrils shooting out and forcing you back up into the air. It grabbed onto your arms and legs, holding you upright. Her Lucario stood in front of you, a sadistic grin in his face as he reeled back a hand, preparing a punch...
His fist slammed into your stomach with absurd force. You coughed, blood spurting out of your mouth as you felt your ribs shatter to the force of his punch. He wasn’t done, continuing to beat and pound your suspended body over and over.
Finally, Lucario unleashed one final punch before turning and walking away. Spritomb also let go, allowing you to fall to the ground. You forced yourself to look up despite the paralysis, up at the most terrifying one here. Cynthia’s Garchomp stood over you, eager to decimate you
There was nothing you could do as she stabbed a talon into your shoulder, dragging your battered body up into the air and slamming you up against the wall. She used her other talon to slash away at your body, slashing your body over and over as you began to feel your vision waver
You took one final glance at Cynthia, still standing in the center of the arena. Her arms were crossed, a smug sadistic grin coating her face as she delighted in your suffering.
“Finish it, Garchomp.” She said as the dragon reeled back its arm before slamming it into your chest, piercing straight through your heart. The searing pain that had been overwhelming you for so long finally came to a head as your vision went dark…
If you read through all this, thank you! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it and whether I should do more content along these lines, whether that's more like this or microfictions focused on other things! I really enjoy reading them so I figured it was time I made one myself.
Share this Scrolly Tale with your friends.
A Scrolly Tale is a new way to read Twitter threads with a more visually immersive experience.
Discover more beautiful Scrolly Tales like this.