Gotta Break ‘Em All Part 4- Practice makes perfect death

Machoke had achieved control of Azalea Town. Lethal control. To fully seal the fate of the people in this place, he sought a helper.

Thus, he went towards Union Cave, while most people in Azalea never thought about escaping. What the stud was looking for, was a male Machop willing to try out…live training. He actually found one trying to push away the boulders and squeeze through, confused about why there were boulders at the Azalea exit, when they had not been there before.

Machoke went to explain everything to the pre-evolved form of himself briefly. Machop was skeptical initially, and was unsure about killing humans, as it was normal for his species to train with humans. However, the offer of training was just too significant for any Machop to refuse. Machoke’s height, greater than the average member of the species, must have also factored in convincing the smaller Pokémon. If he did what the Machoke had done, he could perhaps grow as strong as him?

As all this took fewer than five minutes, the remainder of Azalea Town’s population soon saw Machoke coming back, but not alone. A Machop was with him. Some quickly realized what was going to happen, but as they decided to face death, they would die from the little one’s hands or legs, if it was fated.

Now amongst humans, Machop watched the Machoke grab the mayor of the town. To Machop’s amazement, the blue muscle beast locked in a cross armbar, and simply pulled back all the way, making the middle-aged man scream, following a hard snap of the right elbow.

Told to try it himself, the smaller Pokémon waited for a few seconds, before grabbing a Psychic trainer, and targeted his left arm, breaking it despite the cries of his victim, as he really got a feeling for doing a cross armbar right. Looking across his shoulder, he watched his teacher break the poor mayor’s spine by pulling back on his legs and sitting on his back at the same time, while hearing some humans utter the words” Boston crab”.

The crunch of the man’s spine was loud, and the consequences…fascinated Machop. Those legs twitched horribly, then stopped moving. Hurrying to cripple his victim in the same manner, he received praise when he elicited the same ghastly pops and cracks from the Psychic trainer’s spine, accompanied by weak whining. Smiling at the words he heard, he nodded when invited to finish the dark-haired male off.

The Machop was experiencing a hormonal surge, and this made him gain an erection- the first time he’d ever had it.

Because the brutality began to arouse him, the Machop rubbed his growing hard-on on the back of his victim, as he locked in a rear naked choke. He waited until the body moved no more, and then tried out a movement he thought could break the bones in the male’s neck.

POP- CRACKKK

It worked, and the young creature was amazed. He had just taken a life. Shut a human down leaving him a limp corpse, and it felt good.

Noticing his hard-on, the Machoke went over to the woman he’d made a widow by doing a dragon sleeper on her husband in the midst of cumming inside her cunt.