It started with a simple mistake.

Calem was just a normal young man. He had the typical interests a young man would. He liked Pokemon, he watched the Rhyhorn races when he could, he had a girlfriend when he was 16, he had a dream to be the very best. Of course, he still had his manly needs, but when his journey began, he had no idea they'd manifest like this.

Originally it was simple. Maybe just staring at his starting Chespin bend over and waddle about while jerking it in the bushes. He was a horrible person. Then it got worse. Whenever he got a new Pokemon, he began to think of how he could do it. Be it Bunnelby and it's ears, or perhaps a Gardevoir for the more traditional sexual action, or a Castroform's chest... Or, orbs. Orbs was the better word. He was a pervert, he knew it.

But he never touched them. He still had a moral of sorts. He could fantasize and watch, but he kept his dirty mind away from his friends and companions, even when it was causing him to tear up on the inside. That was, until he caught Magiana. The pokemon was mysterious and rather new to this world and the things around it. It was curious, it enjoyed to explore and to see things! So, Calem kept it out of it's ball. or, well. She. She was a she.

This would be his biggest mistake yet. For one day, he broke his moral code.

She came to him one day with a questioning glance. While she was of metal, she still had her feminine form and rather impressive behind that Calem had noticed. She was holding something... A porn magazine. Calem blinked at the dirty pages and soon yanked them away from her. Her eyebrow cocked upwards, pointing right at the cover, questioning what the insides were about. How should he go about this? How does one broker to another about sex? By showing.

His instructions to her were simple. To come with him, lean against a tree, and close her eyes. She was confused, but as an obedient servant to her master, she closed her eyes and did as told. He watched as she did so, silently removing his pants. A tent quickly grew as he stared at her metallic, shiny ass. It had quite the form... The one who made her was obviously into big asses. He planted his hands to her solid cheeks, causing her to gasp. His hands stroked across the form, feeling it thoroughly. She quivered, but released no complaints.

He pulled his boxers down with a ragged breath, grasping onto his hard as rock member, slapping it against her cheeks. That was a bad idea, fuck that kinda stung--- He bites his lip and takes the bullet, positioning himself so that the tip of his cock pressed against the one hole she had in her back. This was probably not it's function at all, but to hell with it. He'd enjoy. He reeled his hips back, and then slammed his cock right into the hole.

The sensation was amazing. Tight and warm, with a hint of sweat... Or something similar. Maybe it was a lubricant of sorts? Her sudden scream hinted that she enjoyed the process. Well, if she liked it, he might as well continue. His hips reeled back, then forwards, then back. The simple motion repeats over and over again, faster and faster, his rock hard cock pounding against something on the inside. Perhaps it was her core? Or she had been built with a womb. But who would build a machine for that?

Whatever. He grabs her hips firmly and shoves her down against the ground, by now just fucking her with an animal-like fury. He was getting closer and closer, his cock spewing out some pre-cum until he slams down to her hilt, finishing with a bang as his thick baby batter rushes down to her insides. She squeals and shoves her face against the ground, trashing about in pleasure. He keeps balls deep in her for a solid minute before sliding out, crashing down and gasping for air.

That was awesome.