BAAAM BOOM ZAS
Defeated again
It's been five games already. You have lost them all. Not only the brunette swimmer had defeated you... After your humiliating defeat, more and more swimmers approached at you and challenged you to a battle. The champion had clearly fallen, and was going to suffer a humid and Sandy humiliation. Between laughs and mockery, you find yourself on the ground, with your consciousness fading after getting knocked out again and again. These swimmers with their weak water Pokemon had just destroyed you...
You regain consciousness... And you find yourself unable to move, buried in the sand with only your face unburied on the outside. Your bullies, towering over you, everyone on the beach recording the scene
"What a disappointing champion we had~ not only you lost to the Team Magma villain, but really? To all of us? You are clearly going to get punished, bitch" -Said the brunette while laughing out loud!
"I hope that you don't mind stuffy feet! Mine gets really really smelly for walking and sweating on the sand ~ not gonna lie, I enjoyed beating your legendary team with my tentacool tehee~" - said a long haired blondie swimmer
"I could have never thought that someone could be so low. You are not a champion, either a human being. I think that everyone is going to enjoy watching you get stomped. What a fitting end of a champ ~" - said the short haired bond swimmer
The five of them showed you their soft, stuffy soles over your face and without any mercy, they stomped your face several times. Rubbed their feet and grinded them all over you. You couldn't move, and you could just kiss and lick the sand and sea salt of their soles. It was clearly the end of your reign as a champion and as a trainer... So the least you could do is to make them enjoy and jegoice in their triumph
"That's right, sucumb under the smell of our feet... I bet that on the news will be a title like... Champion smushed under swimmers! Or something like that. Enjoy it... And just give up under our soles" - said the brown haired girl with sun glasses
"You know... You won't have a job anymore so you will have plenty of free time! You can come visit us to get beat up again and again and end up again like a doormat." - said the swimmer with a giant pokeball
The worship/beatdown session continued during hours. The news mocked at you, and soon everyone knew your true loser nature. Soon enough you returned to the beach to get defeated again and again... Swimmers from around the world, trainers and even gym leaders came just to humiliate you. History won't remember you as a champion anymore... Just as the beach doormat
GAME OVER
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Continue? Maybe trainers, gym leaders and elite members can visit our swimmer girls?