After his defeat at the hands of May , Maxie had slipped into a deep depression. Turning to drinking to ease his sorrows , this night had been the worst of it though. He was on the third or fourth bar now that he had been kicked out of , barely cohesive enough to form a sentence. Passing out in the streets of Lilycove...

Jynx had one of the worst weeks of her life , always the loner among her siblings. It was now to the point where all three of her sisters had found mates , the oldest even had an adorable daughter now. She lamented her very existence , not knowing where to go in this world. Suddenly though she tripped over something. Catching herself before her face hit ... it was a man. A human with cracked glasses passed out in the streets of the sleepy little town. She had to do something...

Picking him up into her arms she would carry him to her home just outside the city , she was in luck when the male came too. Still drunk out of his mind , Maxie mistook the pokemon for a kindly human woman. He got rather clingy when he was drunk , so he was clinging to the female pokemon. Talking her up , even promising marriage and a bunch of adorable children with her.

At first the pokemon was unsure the man was in his right mind , but what he was promising was everything she had ever wished for. Everything her heart desired , to become a bride. To become a happy wife with a cute family , this was her hearts deepest desire. She could not deny it , finding herself caving in to his drunken promises.

A relationship between a human and a pokemon was not an unlawful act , so long as both parties were consenting in the matter. On this drunken night underneath a full moon , the two would elope and be married. Even the other Magmas would not know of this wedding until long after the fact. The two were pronounced husband and wife , sharing their first kiss as a couple.

In Maxie's drunken stupor he thought he was marrying a beautiful blone supermodel , but in truth his lips were kissing those of a pokemon. It was her who would carry him back to her happy little home , after all there were certain things expected of a husband and wife on their wedding night.

It was at the moment of truth where Maxie would sober up enough to realize there was a pokemon on top of him , making the lewdest face he had ever seen. That he was inside of her , in the way a man would be with a woman. The realization that he was having relations with a pokemon. That her hindquarters slapped his thighs each time she brought herself down onto him , her mouth wrapped around his own with her tongue nearly in his throat. He could not even scream for help right now , he was being kissed far too deeply for that.

It was most of the night , well until sun rise before she was done with their night of passion. A sort of situation where every time he thought he could escape she would pull him back for another round. He could protest all he liked , she would hear none of it. She was his wife and her duty as a wife was to satisfy him. She was always taught that.

By the time morning came Jynx was happily asleep , feeling full and content. A feeling of joy washing through her very soul , Maxie on the other hand gathered his things and made for Magma base. Not even noticing the addition of a ring on his finger , or remembering the wedding. All he could remember was this pokemon spending a night mounting him and making an attempt to breed with him.

" GAH! " He exclaimed as he hustled through the streets of Lilicove , many trainers pausing at the sight of Magma's genius leader hustling through the streets in a pair of boxer shorts and socks. Some even wondered if the poor man had gone insane , rumors would begin to spread after that day.

From that point on Jynx would visit from time to time , Maxie would even find out that he was somehow the father of a Smoochum. There was no denying it was his even , as instead of the trademark blonde the baby pokemons hair was a bright red just like his own. The future might hold a great many things for the man , but one thing would hold true. He would never be able to forget a drunken night that he did not even remember the majority of.