Gotta Break ‘Em All 6: His hard, Golden rod ready for massacre

The Machamp came out of the trading station building, alongside Machop and the accompanying humans, and witnessed several localized conflicts in the streets. He wasn’t going to intervene immediately, though. He communicated his priority to Machop: sealing off the exits from the city, just as he had done in Azalea. This was not going to be easy, since there were four points to block.

At least those who had seen a Machoke kill people before might not recognize the Machamp with an unusual coloration.

The plan involved taking down the guardhouses. Here, Machamp would act as a mentor regarding a useful move. It involved observing the target for weaknesses, before landing a devastating punch. The group went to the nothern gate leading to Route 35. Their leader stood still to the side of the gate, paying no attention to the conflicts of Team Rocket grunts and trainers out in the distance. For what seemed like eternity, he looked over the guardhouse, while slowly instructing Machop.

At one point, two of his fists hit the building, and after gaping holes appeared in it, cracks spread everywhere, until the whole structure collapsed in on itself. As Machop, Stephen and the two females looked on in amazement, the Machamp chased after a man who had seen the act of destruction. Tackling him to the ground, the four-armed Pokémon quickly used his special trait in a most brutal manner: having grabbed the limbs of the dazed man, he pulled up on the arms, and down on the legs, straining the spine of his victim. The cracks of vertebrae were followed by a shocked cry of the man, before he fell silent and floppy. Machamp roared in triumph, ejaculating onto the pavement.

Stephen recognized the move Machamp had taught Machop as Focus Punch- an incredibly strong punch that took time to perform properly. He had no idea what the move on the eyewitness was, though. His jaw was wide open at the move that was likely fatal in itself, but the Pokémon finished his latest victim off with a neck snap, just in case. Two of his hands remained free to masturbate during the act.

As wrong as it was, Stephen too, became hard at the sight of that kill. Machamp directed Machop to destroy the southern exit out of Goldenrod. The group went around with Machop, and witnessed his successful use of Focus Punch on the southern guardhouse, as well as his amazement and boner generated by the destruction and death of those he heard screaming as the building crumpled after a few seconds of being struck.

When Machamp returned, and met up with the rest of the group, he went to Stephen, and began an explanation that was somewhat complicated for him. First, he drew a vertical line in the soil near a tree, and then a bit further away, two more lines. Afterwards, he pointed at Stephen, while making a neck snap motion. The only male human in the group thought this was it, but then, the Machamp made a circling motion with his hand, as if to mean the whole city. Again, he made the neck snapping motion. Finally, he pointed to the numbers, uttering his name inquisitively.

Stephen understood it now. “I get to choose…when I die?” – the holder of Machamp’s Pokéball asked, quickly receiving a series of quick nods in reply. The thinking period lasted some ten seconds, before there was a decision.

“I can die first. You’re fully evolved…this will mark the end of one part of your life, and the beginning of another.”

Machamp smirked, and wasted no time in ripping Stephen’s clothes off of him. The human was right- there was no need any more to hide behind a human in a world of other humans. He was set on a path of destruction of said world, and was going to enjoy every step of it.

The four-armed champion of death didn’t hate Stephen with some burning fury, but he didn’t fancy entering teasing foreplay with human males, either, unlike what happened with the opposite gender. Sex with males was more brutality-based, and the gentlest thing Stephen would get to experience is licking and sucking on his killer’s nipples.

The first thing Stephen felt upon being unceremoniously disrobed was a hard push that sent him to his knees. Machamp penetrated his mouth abruptly, and as soon as he felt the human start to suck on his dick, he took his left arm in a kimura lock, and started straining the limb.