You’re walking through Petalburg Woods with your Shiny Eevee when May Birch, a new trainer, comes speeding around a corner on her bike, her Torchic chirping in her basket, her dark brown pigtails bouncing under her red bandana, her large breasts jiggling in her red top, her thick thighs pumping the pedals. She doesn’t see you in time and crashes right into you, her bike skidding as your Shiny Eevee instinctively unleashes a dazzling burst of energy, accidentally shattering her bike into pieces. May tumbles to the ground, her rounded hips landing with a thud, her blue eyes flashing with fury as she scrambles up, brushing dirt off her spandex shorts, her Torchic cheeping in alarm.

“How could you let that happen?!” she snaps, her voice sharp with anger as she stomps over, her large breasts bouncing with each step, her blue eyes narrowing at your Shiny Eevee. “That bike was brand new, and now it’s toast because of your crazy Eevee! You’d better fix this, or I swear, I’ll battle you right here and now with my Torchic—don’t think I won’t!” She crosses her arms, her thick thighs tensing as she glares, her fiery temper flaring, though a flicker of curiosity about your shiny Pokémon crosses her face.