Hilda's Punishment (Patreon)

Hilda has challenged the Elite Four and Champion Iris too many times, sweeping the Elite Four but losing to Iris. And Iris is sick of it, laying out some massive stakes as a bet for their match. Unfortunately for Hilda, she loses the bet.

Tags: Pokemon Black/White, Hilda, Iris, Public Nudity, Embarrassment

“Hilda, are you not tired of battling me like this…?” Iris let out a heavy sigh as she watched Hilda step into the Pokemon arena. “How many times has it been now? Ten, twenty? More? And you still lose every time.”

“I swear, I’m going to win this time!” There was a confidence in Hilda’s voice that was there nearly every time she challenged the Elite Four. The truth was, she forgot how many times she had attempted this challenge. How many times she had started back at Victory Road and dreamed about defeating the champion, Iris. It almost felt like a fever dream at this point to be entering this room. Yet, here she stood with a smile on her face and a Pokeball in her hand. “Besides, it’s not an issue that I keep turning up, right? What’s wrong with battling familiar faces?~”

Iris felt something sink inside her as she watched Hilda wink at her. It wasn’t the first time the girl’s flirty personality came out during their pre-battle talks. But it would be the last if Iris had anything to say about it. “Listen… you’ve got a point, Hilda. But it’s gotten a little stale to those who pay attention when the champion battles. It’s gotten stale to me as well. Let’s make this the final attempt, alright?”

A gentle breath left Iris as she waited for a response. But as soon as Hilda opened her mouth, Iris raised her hand. “Let’s make a bet. If you win, everything proceeds like normal. You become the champion, you get into the Hall of Fame, everything. If you lose, however… You’ll have to become a part of my battles on the sidelines. You will never battle me again and the Champion title will be lost to you forever. Deal?”

Hilda thought for a moment about the agreement. Would it be worth it? While she couldn’t deny that she had challenged the Elite Four a few too many times, the others always treated her with respect and enjoyment. Maybe it was just because the Championship match was so much more important. Maybe it was because Iris didn’t like something in her personality. Hilda didn’t know. But she was still confident that she was going to win. “You have a deal, Iris! If I lose, I’ll… Become part of your battles on the sidelines. Whatever that means…”

“Good. I’m going to hold you to that promise. Not that you’ll really have a choice.”

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When the battle came to its conclusion, Hilda felt both devastation and embarrassment at the same time. It was a steamroll of a match. A landslide. And it was clear from the opening moment that Hilda, once again, didn’t stand a chance. A heavy sigh left her as she fell to her knees, looking up at Iris and seeing the smile that was on her face. “You… Won again… B-But why…?”

Iris thought for a moment if she should give a proper response. Help a fellow trainer grow from her experiences. But instead, she shrugged her shoulders and kept her smile at Hilda. “Doesn’t matter anymore. You’re no longer a trainer. Now, strip.”

Hilda’s heart skipped a beat in her chest at the command. “S-Strip…?”

“I didn’t stutter. Get undressed and make your way to my side of the arena.” Iris let out a heavy sigh and pulled out her phone, typing away a message before slipping it back into her outfit.

A moment later, there was a voice that seemed to engulf the entirety of Victory Road. As well as the rooms of the Elite Four and the Champion’s Room.

“It has been decided that from this moment forward, the trainer Hilda will no longer be attempting to become a champion. She will remain on Victory Road with Iris and the Elite Four. But now she will be a consolation prize for those that fail the Champion

Fight. And only the Champion Fight. Losing to one of the Elite Four does not entitle the challengers to Hilda’s body.

I repeat. Only those that have beaten the Elite Four and then lost against Champion Iris will be allowed access to former trainer Hilda’s body.”

As soon as she heard the voice stop speaking, Hilda’s heart sank in her chest. Is that what Iris meant? “I-Iris, what’s the meaning of this?! You can’t simply sell my body--”

“You’ve been here too many times, Hilda. You’ve lost too many times, proving that you’re unfit to become the champion months ago. It’s incredible that you think you still have a chance. Especially since you haven’t changed your strategy for battle since your first attempt.” Iris interrupted the young trainer before letting out another sigh. “Now, you made a deal. I assume you’re intending to keep it.”

At first, Hilda wasn’t sure what she was going to do. Was this truly something that she could follow through with? Was it something that she could even handle doing? What if someone got rough with her and hurt her? Would Iris step in or would she be left on her own?

As all these thoughts raced through her mind, Hilda found herself watching Iris make her way over to Hilda, bending over and placing a hand on the former trainer’s shoulder. However, instead of having a comforting look on her face, Iris swatted Hilda’s chest and shook her head. “Come on, Hilda. I’ve already given you your first order. Undress. Right here and now. And then follow me to my side of the arena. We’re going to be putting you to good use while you’re here.”

With the confidence in Iris’ eyes, Hilda knew that she couldn’t exactly argue. She didn’t know what was telling her to stay and do as she was told, but that’s what she did. Slowly but surely, Hilda rose to her feet in front of Iris and started to pull on her outfit, starting with her signature half-jacket.

Even though it was only the first article of clothing out of the few that she wore, Hilda felt a sense of unease filling her. Embarrassment and shame despite the fact that she was still fully dressed. Those feelings only grew inside of her as she reached for her white top, hooking her fingers around the hem around her waist and pulling it upward. She moved slowly at first, hoping that someone would stop her before things got too far. But as her eyes looked around the arena at everyone that was in the stands, no one was moving. Everyone was simply watching this young girl undress in front of the crowd and throw away her future as a trainer.

So as she continued to pull on her top, she eventually reached the underside of her breasts. And one more time, Hilda chose to stop. She looked around between Iris, the stands, and just the empty arena in front of her. Still, no one moved. And a strange sense of acceptance spilled into the embarrassment and shame. It felt so wrong to be undressing like this, but it was clear that there was nothing she could do to stop this.

“Speed it up, Hilda! The next challenger won’t be far behind you.” Iris shouted from across the arena, gesturing to a spot next to her. “When you’re done, leave your clothing over there and come here.”

Hilda flinched at the sound of her name being called. She quickly pulled the top over her head, her cheeks gaining a deep red flush as she looked across the arena at Iris. It was revealed to everyone around her at that moment that she wasn’t the kind of woman to wear a bra. Whether it was for comfort or just being a whore in secret, she knew that rumors were going to get out now that she was being forced to do something like this.

Unfortunately for her, that’s when the different cheers from the crowd around the arena started.

Keep going!

Hurry up!

Nice tits!

You got a pair of panties to match that bra?!

They all just kept coming and she didn’t know what to do about it other than what she was told. To keep undressing and them move. So, of course, Hilda did just that. There was no real other option for her. But instead of taking her time and giving in to the embarrassment that she felt, she brought her left hand over her right breast, covering her nipples with her arm and her hand.

Fortunately, for just a moment, it got those in the crowd to stop cheering for her. And it allowed the young girl a moment of rest. She was still stuck in this situation, but it was enough to let her heart calm down. However, when she heard the next shout from the crowd, her heart started racing once again.

Boo! Hurry up and get naked!

What kind of whore hides herself like this?!

Immediately, Hilda’s heart began to thump in her chest hard enough that she could feel it in her neck. She didn’t know just what she should do. Iris never said that she couldn’t cover herself and the Champion wasn’t currently telling her to speed it up. But something about the way everyone shouted made Hilda feel like she was making a mistake. Even though nothing else told her that she was.

She bit down on her lower lip to try and center herself. Bring a little bit of pain into her mind to help her focus on something other than the loud voices that shouted at her. But it didn’t help all that much. Especially when she brought her free hand to the shorts that many out there claimed were just a pair of panties with pockets. It caused her heart to race even faster and louder in her mind.

But, she did her best to not let it get to her. Her cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment and shame. But Hilda bent over to pull her shorts down all the same. Her supple and shapely rear end were on display for everyone behind her. And as her hand reached her knees, her shorts being pulled down by her thumb, she felt a familiar voice clear her throat. “I-Iris…?”

“Give us a spin. The crowd deserves to be rewarded with how long you’re taking for this.”

Unfortunately for the crowd, Hilda’s spin in place revealed that she did not wear a set of panties to match her bra. The pair she currently had on were black to match her jacket, and she couldn’t believe that they were all able to see her like this. Deep down, some part of her found a twisted and wrong sense of joy from it. A sense of lust that came from having so many eyes wanting to see her like this. But Hilda wasn’t happy with that feeling. Especially when she could hear people whistling and catcalling her now that they got a good view of her.

However, the thought of how she felt about the lust suddenly coursing through her was immediately shot away by the fact that she had managed to trip over her own feet during the spin. Whether it was because of the embarrassment that filled her, the pounding of her heart in her skull that seemed to fill her ears, or the fact that the lust within her caused her a moment of misjudgment, something distracted Hilda enough to not notice her twisting her ankles around each other.

Only a moment after her spin concluded, Hilda found herself hitting the ground, butt first, with a bit of a bounce. A bounce that seemed to cause the crowd around her to go wild, all because of the way her supple breasts bounced as a result. It was humiliating enough already to be forced to strip in front of everyone. But for her to trip and embarrass herself further? Hilda couldn’t help but wish that she could just Dig her way into the ground and stay there forever. She didn’t know what kind of enjoyment Iris was getting from this, but there was still no queue for her to stop undressing.

So, while on the ground, Hilda did her best to plant her feet flat onto the dirt and raise her rear end, using both of her hands to pull her panties down to her knees. And now that her breasts were free, the cheering from the crowd got even louder. Of course, Iris continued to gesture for Hilda to make her way across the arena when she was undressed. And it filled the young girl with regret over the fact that she took the deal in the first place.

However, finally, her panties and shorts were at her ankles and Hilda made sure to be careful as she slipped her feet through the leg holes. Only to stand a moment later and keep her hands at her sides. For a moment, she tried her best to absorb the situation that was happening. To take in the information and become comfortable with the fact that she was as naked as the day she was born in front of all these people. And the fact that she would remain this naked for as long as she was at Victory Road, forgetting all about the fact that her body had been promised as a consolation prize to those that lost their championship match.

“Alright, Hilda! Get a move on!” Iris shouted again, getting the young girl’s attention. “My next opponent will be here any minute. Come do your job and look pretty!”

Hilda waited for just a moment before swallowing the remaining pride that she had, bringing a hand between her legs to try and cover her pussy to avoid letting people see. But by the time she took her first step, she heard Iris clear her throat once again. Without even needing to look at the champion that defeated her yet again, Hilda knew what it was about. She quickly brought her hand to her side again. Only to start making her way across the arena toward the champion. “This… This doesn’t feel fair… Can’t I at least wear some underwear…?”

“No. You’ve bet your body on a match and lost the said match. You no longer have a say in what happens, Hilda. So, either get used to it quickly or suffer until you are used to it.” Iris shrugged her shoulders as she watched Hilda start rushing in her steps. She wasn’t going to complain about the young girl moving faster, enjoying the view of those breasts bouncing and swaying with each step. “Who knows? Maybe the first trainer to challenge me will win and won’t be able to use your body as they so please.”

Hilda’s heart sank in her chest at that. With all the embarrassment that she felt, it had completely slipped her mind that she was now a sex toy for trainers who lost to Iris.