Today's the day, I've been planning this vacation for months now, and after I'm done here, I'll be heading out to start my hiking trip through the mountains of Sinnoh.
For now, I'm stocking up on canned goods for the trip, walking up and down the aisles of the PokeMart for food I can eat during my trek. Filling my cart with cans of chili and beans, I walk up to the till to pay for my stuff. While waiting in line I look around to see a warning sign on the wall behind the cashier, it's a PSA about Pokemon safety or something.
"Warning to all travelers! August marks the start of skarmory breeding season! Please be cautious, and stay away from the nests of these metal birds, they will not hesitate to protect their young!"
That's a bit ominous, skarmory build their nests in bushes on the sides of mountains, why would anyone be going there? Oh...right. Well, I guess that's just something I'll have to look out for on my trip.
After paying for my stuff, I head out to my car and start driving out to the campsite where I'll be staying for the night. Along the road there are a lot of signs warning about skarmory around this area, I didn't know these birds could be such a nuisance this time of year, I've heard about them messing up telephone wires but this is a bit much! A short time later, I arrive at my spot and set up my tent for the night. Crawling into the soft, warm sleeping bag, I start to drift off to sleep, ready to get a nice energizing nap. Unfortunately, hours into the night, I'm jolted awake to a cacophony of metallic screeching coming from outside of my tent, it sounds like a territorial dispute between skarmory or something. I can't say my knowledge of Pokemon biology is up to date, but isn't a mating thing, is it? Flipping through the little almanac I bought, I get to the section on skarmory, and to my surprise, it is exactly that. During this ritual, male and female skarmory fight, the females tend to be bigger, so they usually win. If the female decides he's put up a good fight, she'll carry him back to the nest to mate. I guess that's what's going on outside right now. Good luck, little guy!
I don't want to interrupt these two lovebirds, so I try and head back to sleep. Before I can drift off, I hear a loud clang, and one of the birds falls from the sky, ripping a hole right though my tent. He's just laying there, his metal wings full of scratches and dents, while looking dazed and unconscious. Peering through the rip in the ceiling of my tent, I can see the other skarmory hovering above with a confused look on her face. I really don't know what to do here! I'm trapped in the middle of this whole commotion, I can't leave or I'll risk getting attacked or something. Maybe this whole thing will end soon...
While thinking of a way to get out of this, it seems like the skarmory has made up her mind. Swooping down to my tent, she lands beside me, inspecting me with a puzzled look on her face.
Wait a second, what is she doing? Why is she so focused on me, her mate is right in the corner of the tent...
Cocking her head for a second, she grabs my arms with her sharp metal talons and takes off into the skies. If I didn't know any better, I would say that in her moment on confusion, she's confused me for her mate!
As I'm slowly being carried by this huge metal bird, I try and break free from her grasp, but her razor sharp claws hold me in place as she flies me over to her nest in the mountains. She's holding on so hard that I can feel her talons cut into my arm, leaving a huge gash. If it wasn't for the adrenaline coursing through my veins, I would pass out right now. Reaching her destination, she releases me from her grasp, right into a large bramble bush covered in thorns. If the cuts and scratches weren't enough, it feels as if I've been smacked in the head with an iron anvil...
As I'm laying on the floor, clutching my wounds, with blood spilling down my arms, I can see her slowly and gently swoop down to land beside me again. For a bird made out of metal, she's awfully agile. As if waiting for me to recover, she covers me with her metallic wings to protect me, the man she thinks is her mate.
Slowly lowering her head, she stares me in the eye, then the same as before, cocks her head and inspects me. It's as if she suspects that something is wrong, but doesn't seem to care as she continues to trill loudly, making a pleasant jingling sound. After minutes of horrible back pain, I recover my bearings and start to stand up, trying not to startle the bird in case she freaks out and cuts me up more. I'm not sure I can handle any more blood loss after all...
I don't know what she expects now, does she really want me to mate with her, is that why I'm here? What if I deny, what will happen? Bowing at me and shaking her tail feathers, it seems like she's trying to communicate that she's ready to accept me, and she's not going to back down.
Feeling a bit woozy from the blood loss, I follow along, mimicking her movements, which seems to excite her as I can see her yellow eyes light up. The courtship dance seems to have worked, the next thing she does is bend over, exposing her cloaca to me, which is peeking out from her steel plating. I'm a little taken aback by this, but continue following her lead, and she is very excited when I extend my hand to touch the tip of it. She shakes her hips around, making a lot of noise while I stroke the slit with my finger. It's even wetter than I expected! Her head hangs low, and I can tell by the sound of her song that she's excited, and wants me to take it further. In the mood and giving into her request, I drop my pants to the floor, exposing my erection. Her crest twitches back and forth in excitement, and I feel a tingle down below. She croons in arousal as I reach out to run my hands through the steel covered feathers covering her chest, leaving a little trail of my blood on her.
In a moment of pure excitement, she knocks me over onto my back, her talons digging into my chest like knives as she straddles me. Blood trickles