I didn't even save this to my computer lol

	As much as she hated to admit it, she was lost. Hilda had heard that the back alleys were great shortcuts through the huge city, but no one had ever said that they were great for getting lost if you had no idea what you were doing.
	She rounded another corner, but there was still no sign of how to get to a main road. She was starting to get worried, and quickened her pace. She kept speeding up, and before long she was all but sprinting down the back streets and alleys. Before long she was out of gas, and had to stop to catch her breath. She noticed movement off to her side somewhere, but brushed it off— it was probably just a Scrafty rummaging through a garbage bin or something.
	A hand touched her shoulder.
	Hilda jumped and stumbled forward onto the ground. She turned around to see who was there, hoping that it would just happen to be someone who she knew, even though that would be a ridiculous coincidence. Of course she wasn’t that lucky— the person who stopped her was a man, who looked rough and not friendly at all.
	“C-can I help you, mister?”
	“You lost girlie?” He asked, his voice surprisingly gentle.
	“Y-yeah! Could you help me out? If you could just tell me how to get to a main street it would be enough!”
	The man grinned.
	“Just follow me, girlie. I’ll get you where you need to go.”
	“Th-thanks!” Hilda smiled at the man graciously.
	He just chuckled and helped her up.
	“Come on, I’ll take good care of you.”
	The man led Hilda along a winding route, and she was grateful for his help— there’s no way she would’ve been able to figure out how to get out of the alleys through a way like this. The two eventually wound up in a dead end, and Hilda’s heart dropped. It couldn’t be that the man had no idea where he was going either, could it? Was she going to be doomed to wander the back alleys of Castelia forever?
	She felt the man put his hand on her waist, but was too distraught to comment— until she realized that he had pulled off her Pokéball belt and tossed it off to the side.
	“H-hey! What are you doing?” She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her by the wrist.
	“Shut up,” he said, the earlier gentleness of his voice gone. “Dumb bitch.”
	Hilda panicked and swung her free hand at the man’s face, but all it did was make him angry. He punched her in the gut. He didn’t hold back— the blow was enough to knock Hilda to the ground.
	“Dumb. Bitch!” He snarled, punctuating the two words with sharp kicks.
	Hilda groaned and rolled over— it was all she really could do.
	“P-please…” She gasped, tears starting to form in her eyes.
	“Shut the fuck up!” He shouted.
	He grabbed Hilda by her ponytail and lifted her to her feet. Hilda was powerless to fight him as he pulled her over to a dumpster and shoved her against it. Holding her down with one hand, the man undid her shorts and pulled them and her panties down with his other.
	Hilda was sobbing loudly, and although she tried begging him to stop it came out completely unintelligible. She heard him fussing with his pants, and then felt something that definitely wasn’t his hand rest on her now bare butt.
	“St-stop!” She shrieked. She couldn’t believe that this was going to be how her first time was going to play out.
	In a quick motion the man pulled Hilda up by her hair and slammed her back down on the hard metal of the dumpster. Hilda groaned and felt the man preparing to enter her. She tried mustering up the will to protest some more, but she knew all it would accomplish is making him hurt her more.
	He plunged his member down to the hilt in a single motion. Hilda whimpered weakly.
	“You like how it feels, don’t you?” The man laughed. “You little slut.”
	“N-no…”
	The man grabbed Hilda by the back of the head and smashed it into the dumpster, making her to see stars. She felt him pull out of her slowly, but then he plunged himself in again. He did it again, and again, and all Hilda could do was sob and whimper. The man started pressing her against the dumpster harder and started to thrust faster. He shoved himself all the way in one last time, and Hilda felt his semen pour out inside her. He pulled back, and even let go of Hilda, but all she did was drop to the ground. She wanted to get up and run, but the feeling of the man’s seed inside her seemed to sap her will to fight.
	She felt the man grab her hair and try to pull again. She resisted for a moment, but the man kicked her in the side. She started to stand up, but the man yanked her down to her knees. Although Hilda didn’t have any firsthand experience with sex, she knew what was coming next. The thought of putting that man’s thing in her mouth made her sick. He didn’t force it on her right away, leaving her staring at his crotch with nothing to do but wait. She wasn’t exactly enjoying the anticipation.
	Suddenly, he shoved her face forward into him, despite his penis not even being erect yet.
	“Get to work.”
	From the way he was holding her Hilda wouldn’t be able to get him into her mouth. She was about to ask what he expected from her, but she caught herself and stopped— he would probably just hurt her again. The only thing she could do from her position was lick him, so that’s what she did. The taste and feeling of it on her tongue made Hilda want to gag, but she steeled herself and kept going. The man’s penis started to rise back up, and he loosened his grip so Hilda could move her head back.
	“You bite down and I’ll fucking kill you right here.”
	Hilda nodded nervously. She stared at his penis for a moment and gulped down her saliva and some of the fluid that had been on it, then finally took it into her mouth. Beyond pumping her head up and down Hilda had no idea what she was supposed do. The man wasn’t complaining at least, which was good, because it probably would’ve meant more pain for Hilda.
	Eventually the man was fully erect again. Without saying anything he grabbed Hilda’s head with both his hands and shoved her forward. She felt him enter her throat, and it almost triggered her gag reflex. He started to thrust into her mouth while simultaneously pulling her head back and forth on his dick. It hurt, and she could tell that he was going to rub her throat raw the way he was going at her, but she was completely at his mercy. Tears were streaming down Hilda’s face.
	After a couple minutes of abuse the man shoved his penis all the way inside Hilda’s throat, similar to the way he did when he had her on the dumpster. Hilda knew what was coming and braced herself, but the second she felt the semen start to shoot down her throat she jerked back. As soon as she did she wished she hadn’t— instead of just going down her throat, she was now covered in the man’s sperm.
	The man looked down at her and laughed.
	“Yeah, I bet you like it better this way anyway, don’t you?”
	He delivered his hardest kick yet to Hilda’s stomach. It knocked her into the dumpster behind her and she felt her stomach back up. Fortunately she was able to turn her head to the side, so she didn’t wind up covering herself in vomit. Once she had stopped throwing up she groaned, and dropped herself to her side away from the vomit.
	She saw that the man had stepped away from her, and had his back turned. He was even talking on his Xtransceiver. Now would be the perfect time for her to escape— if she wasn’t in agonizing pain.
	“…Yeah, you’ll know you’re in the right place; it’ll be hard to miss it really. I’m gonna head out soon though. Yeah, see you.” The man hung up his phone. He glared down and Hilda and sneered smugly.
	“See you around,” he said as he turned and walked away, leaving Hilda in the alley alone.
	Hilda wanted to call out and beg him not to just leave her half naked in such a bad place but she didn’t have the energy to, and in fact she only managed to hold onto consciousness long enough to see him step out of the alley.
- - - - -
	Hilda woke up. She had no idea how long she had been out, but the sky had definitely darkened. Nighttime would only put her in a worse situation, so she knew she had to get out as soon as possible.
	Grabbing hold of the dumpster, she managed to pull herself to her feet, but she was in complete agony. She knew bending over to try and pull her shorts up would be too painful for her to do quickly, so instead she let them slip over her shoes and left them. She figured she might be better off even: if someone saw her in her current condition and without her pants, they would be bound to stop and ask if she was alright.
	She tried to step forward, but she stumbled right to the ground. She scraped her knees, but that was nothing compared to the pain she was already feeling. She got back up to her feet, then slowly and carefully she stepped forward. It was slow moving, but she was making progress at least.
	It took a few minutes, but Hilda managed to make it to the mouth of the alley. She looked around to see if there was anyone who could help her. There were three men off to one side, but otherwise nobody.
	“H-help!” She called out to them. She tried to quicken her pace, but ended up stumbling again.
	She heard the footsteps of the men hurrying over to her. Once they had reached her Hilda turned her head up to look at the man standing in front of her.
	“P-please, help me…”
	The man only stared at her.
	“Daaamn,” he said. “Toni was being serious! The dumb mook actually managed to actually do something useful!”
	Hilda realized what was happening, and her heart sunk.
	“N-no…”