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Rosa's Guide to Poképhilia	By : TheGuideGod Category: +M through R > Pokemon Views: 24021 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or it's characters, and I have no affiliation with Nintendo in any way. This is a fan work, and I make no money from it, nor do I plan on doing so.

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On a whim, I decided to check out the mountain again, just for fun.

“GAHHK! Let go of me, you dumb bird!”
            Rosa’s Log: Skarmorys are very territorial by nature, and will not hesitate to kill any intruders to their nest. If you are planning on mating with a Skarmory, I would recommend catching one first, or borrowing an already trained Skarmory. Avoid mating with a wild Skarmory if possible.
Below me I could see the snapping maws of a half-dozen baby Skarmorys. I was being held precariously in the razor sharp beak of what I assumed was their mother. The more I wiggled, the more I could feel the avian’s mandible tearing through my boot. Due to being upside down, my face was becoming flushed with blood, and the condor dangling me above its young was wiggling me at a speed that could knock somebody out if they didn’t see the stuff I see on a regular basis.

            The squawking mess of chicks below me was mostly featherless, and it was clear that some of the baby birds were older than the others; perhaps hinting that they didn’t come from the same litter. Their parent however, was not featherless, and was clearly wearing the shiny, iron plumage that adorned its body with pride. Each feather was sharp enough to slice through a normal human, and was not covered in the regular down that many birds were known for. The Mama Skarmory lifted a wing, ready to chop like a claymore, or a horizontal guillotine aimed at my torso, presumably to cut me into six even pieces.

            Below the shattered remains of eggshells was a thick nest constructed from bramble bushes. Thorny spines jutted out from each branch, which twisted off in malicious fractals. Not the sort of thing you’d want to fall in, but soft enough to break my fall. Plus, with the help of SX-151, I wouldn’t need to worry about any permanent damage to my skin.

            I reached up into my boot, where I tucked a vial of my magic elixir. The Skarmory was taking aim, surprisingly methodical in how it was planning to prepare me for its hellspawn. I plucked the test tube from between my shoelaces and brought it to my mouth, savagely removing the cork with my teeth, before guzzling the contents.

            The Skarmory looked at me, torn clothing and all, dangling from its claw. With a wiggle, I was set free. I was glad to see that the chicks in the nest were all just as confused as their mother, and decided that I was no longer worth eating. I didn’t quite care though, as many tiny thorns were stabbing me, as I writhed in the nest. “Ow! My epidermis!”

            The Skarmory cawed, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d say it looked flustered. I’ll tell you, watching a bird of prey blush is a rare sight, so in my position, I was glad to see the compassion heading my way.

            Talons came over my left wrist like thick bangles, and before long I was reunited with my backpack, over on a flat, rocky cliff overlooking the laboratory. I turned to look at the bird that murderously saved my life. An odd title to say the least. No doubt she would make a great mother.

            If he was a female.

            The Skarmory was covered head to toe in gleaming steel, no doubt sharpened by the thorny flora around its nest. Everywhere you looked was shielded by a metallic sheen. Everywhere except for its erect cock, that is. It made me wonder why a male Skarmory was taking care of the children, but in all honesty, it didn’t seem to matter at the moment.

            The fleshy member was conical in shape, similar to a jousting lance, except much smaller and slightly curved. It was bright pink, and contrasted quite a bit from the shiny coat that the Skarmory was so proud of. Regardless of the difference, he seemed prideful of his member, and proudly puffed out his chest, showing himself off.

Rosa’s Log: At 14 inches long with internal testes, a Skarmory penis might seem like it could cause trouble, but a Mega-Potion will help you get around it with ease. Or rather, over it with ease. But beware its pointed tip; it could poke your eye out!
As I got to my feet, I was looking the six-foot bird in the eye. He gave me an expectant glare, and I knew that there was clearly only one way I was getting out of this one alive. Luckily for both of us, it was what I came here for anyway.

            I got on my knees in front of the standing bird, who had his wings stretched out, as if he was claiming both the me and the mountain as his own. I removed my tattered t-shirt, and got as close as I possibly could to the fleshy condor cock, pressing my 32-c-cup breasts against it. I still had adrenaline rushing through my veins, but I couldn’t help but smile at the beast before me. As soon as my soft tits brushed against his pointed manhood, he shivered and bellowed a mix between a caw and a sigh.
I tried to cover my breasts around as much of his shaft as I could, pressing them together with my hands. Before I could raise them up to give the Skarmory a proper boobjob, he started bucking his tiny bird legs upwards. I was quick to catch him as he did this, and I slammed my face downwards as he thrust upwards. In a single motion, he went from a simple tittyfuck, to both a boob and blowjob.
His phallus had a distinctly metallic taste, similar to copper. In fact, the closest thing his flesh tasted to was SX-151; neither too metal like nor too ordinary. Neither boring nor disgusting. I could also taste a bit of his eager precum, which I could only assume was what gave his penis such a unique taste. It was clear that he has a diet rich in iron.
Rosa’s Log: Skarmory semen is full of liquid, but not molten iron! Again, a Mega-Potion will help you digest or hold any semen that you get inside you, though after more thorough examination, we have found it isn’t necessarily dangerous to humans anyways. That doesn’t mean you should drink it without a Mega-Potion, since it could still give you a tummyache.

            With each unsettling motion he made, my face was filled with more of his avian length. I had to be careful he didn’t skewer me with it, because even though it’s not as sharp as the rest of his body, it was pointy, and currently the fastest moving part of his body. “Hgg- gu- mnnh huhh” I was unprepared, having never given proper fellatio in my life, I wasn’t quite sure how I was supposed to function in this situation. If Skarmory could have his way, it would seem that my role would be ‘limp sex puppet’.
He seemed to tire of my mammaries resting against his dick, and straightened himself out, putting himself in a position more suited for a proper throat fucking.
As he got in position above me, he started becoming more precise in his thrusts. With each lunge, I started gagging more, but never did I feel the need to throw up, most likely a side effect of SX-151. I could feel his lance sliding down my throat, finding itself in a comfortable position. With each withdrawal of his cock, a smooth, sliding could be felt in my gullet, and I was certain he was entering my esophagus at this point. With each minor choke, I salivated more, lubricating his cock and easing it down my throat more and more.

Rosa’s Log: Due to having such a long and smooth penis, oral sex is a must-try with a male Skarmory. Under the effects of SX-151, you would be able to breathe much easier than if you went in Mega-Potionless.

            I was nearing the base of his penis, my mouth up against a sheath-like protrusion I didn’t notice before. As I got closer and closer to his body, I could see each individual feather on his underbelly. My nose was coming closer and closer to eskimo-kissing hundreds of tiny feather-shaped razors. “Mrrnph-hrnn!” I mumbled over the pointy penis, hoping to grab the attention of the Skarmory. Before long, I was being slammed up against his body, expecting my face to be grated like cheese.

            It was soft. Softer than the comfiest pillow that you could possibly sleep on. The down was fluffier than a stuffed Teddiursa, and yet, it looked like it could cut through me like butter. It must be Skarmory’s doing.

Rosa’s Log: During sex, the small feathers on Skarmory’s body lose their rigidness as the Pokémon relieves tension throughout its body. The feathers that make up a Skarmory’s wings should be heeded with caution, as they remain sharp, even during coitus.

            Just as I realized I had no fear from either the feathers or choking, Skarmory grew bored of my blowjob, and he backed up a bit, removing his member from my throat, leaving a sticky saliva trail between us. “Oh, what’s the matter?” I asked, looking up at him. “I was just starting to have fun!”

            He flaunted himself before me, and I felt like I knew what it was he wanted. I sat back against a sloping part of the mountain, uphill from my lover. His member gleamed in the sun, being sufficiently lubricated from my mouth. I removed my yellow shorts, pantyhose and finally my panties, tossing them all aside. Meanwhile I was propping myself up on the rocky ramp, my butt grinding against the dirt, and my exposed vagina now glistening in the mountain air from proper excitement.

            He walked right into me, and just as if he was parking a car, he parked his dick in my slit. It prodded its way past my walls, poking me, and were it not for SX-151, I could have been impaled by my birdy boyfriend. “Ow, ah, ohhh~” I soon got comfortable as his miniature lance found its place in my pussy.

            The steel vulture flapped its wings in an attempt to keep his balance and give himself more of a push forward. I was being violently humped, and as he did so he was practically laying on top of me. Each feather on his underbelly was softly brushing against my chest as I hugged him closer. I was riding his cock, already wet from my saliva, now mixing with my juices. “Ah, th-that’s a good bird. Make good use of my cunt sweetie!” I was sweet-talking one of the sky’s most fearsome predators. Surely this could only end well.
He lifted himself upwards, leaving me to cling to his body as he fucked me. It made it a lot easier for him to thrust as well as easier for me to ride him, but it still terrified me. His wings still looked as sharp as whetted blades, and if he lowered them, I might need to consider arm substitutes.
His cock was jabbing me from inside, and with each poke, I felt both a sharp pain, as well as a release of endorphins. Like a rapier hitting its mark, he prodded my sex in the most pleasing of its erogenous zones. It was like wherever his penis jabbed, it hit my g-spot.
I started shaking my ass in the air while on Skarmory to add momentum to the thrusts. Soon each individual movement brought me to the verge of climax. Before long I was cumming all over Skarmory’s member, and truthfully, making a mess of his lower body. “Nnnf- ahh! Oh fuck, ah.” I looked up to see if I could stare into his cool yellow eyes, but his beak was tilted skyward. My assumption was that the scent of my heated sex was getting to him.

            Even after such an intense orgasm, Skarmory wasn’t letting up on me. His bucking only became more extreme. “Skaaah!” He bellowed into the sky, flapping his wings, but never too close to his body to put me in any danger. With me hanging off of him, he took a few steps forward, and flapped his burnished wings once more, while taking a large leap off the mountain.
Rosa’s Log: Due to being a flying-type Pokémon, Skarmory is used to having sex while airborne. When grounded, they feel too awkward to successfully reach climax, so expect to go for a flight when mating with Skarmory. Don’t worry too much about falling, they won’t let you go that easily!

            We jumped off an Arceus-damned mountain. “Huh, h-hah fuck! Wh-what?” Thanks to Skarmory we were soaring through the air, still fucking as we flew. “N-no! Let me d- Aahhhh!” I came again. The wind brushing my hair towards Skarmory’s chest was sending shivers up my spine as he plunged the tip of his cock into my cervix. The pointed tip plugging up the entrance to my uterus was convulsing as we circled the mountain we were just fucking on. Meanwhile my frenzy was making the connection between us feel a little… slippery.

            We weren’t gaining any altitude in fact we were descending. The fear of falling mixed with the euphoric signals my pussy was sending me was quite the trip. As we got closer to the ground, I could feel a throbbing sensation in my loins. We fell further, and as we got to tree level I heard a mighty caw from Skarmory, and a jet of cum burst from the metal bird’s pulsating rod.
His cum was refreshingly cool, which brought a minor shock to my system. It was being pumped directly into my uterus, and none of it could escape into my vaginal cavities. As soon as the Skarmory was confident that enough of his seed was inside me he pulled out. If somebody was below us as we landed on the ground, they very well could have gotten a face full of Skarmory jizz.

            I was still clinging onto the Pokémon as we hit the ground, partially due to fear and partially due being paralyzed with bliss. When I was able to dismount the ferocious bird, I noticed that I made a mess of his lower regions. Disheveled feathers were covered in semen and vaginal juice. As I looked at my own legs, I saw that his cum had the viscosity and metallic sheen of mercury, though with a simple taste, I could still taste the semen. Surely he’ll need to take a bath in one of the local springs.
Rosa’s Log: That’s all you really need to know about sexing a Skarmory. It’s one hell of a ride, so make sure you know what you’re getting into. They can be formidable lays, and I certainly wouldn’t recommend making love to one if you’re a virgin, but what a rush!
I smiled at the bird, I was very glad to take such a wild ride with a beast I was able to tame with my libido. “Hopefully you won’t want to murder me anymore, huh big fella?” I said, petting his beak. “I’ll come back another day, and maybe then I can help add to your nest.” I said with a smile. I’d also have to come back for the backpack I left up on the mountain, so maybe I could sneak in a quickie.

            It dawned on me now; an interesting idea I’ll have to write down in my notes. The chicks in his nest weren’t just motherless chicks. They were his trophies. Proof of the females that he proudly mated with recently. Isn’t it strange, the things you learn during sex?

Maybe I should write a book about it.

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