I am in love with Wattson. I'm talking about serious love.
>be 12 years old
>playing pokemon emerald for the first time
>also first gen 3 game
>go to Mauville city
>go directly into the gym because I thought having the Grass starter will save me since Electric is not very effective against it
>manage to fight through the gym with ease thanks to Aron and Grovyle
>come to Wattson
>think he's a nice man because he's so sportive
>kinda reminded me of my grandpa
>also really like his beard
>looks like a big teddy bear
>laughs at me when I talk to him
>Wahahahah!
>start battle
>Aron gets paralyzed and can't move
>gets destroyed by Magnemite's Sonic Boom
>send out Grovyle as my last pokemon since I only had two because I was a stupid kid
>can't scratch Magnemite because its moves suck
>gets pralyzed and killed
>Wattson just laughs at me
>Wahahahah!
>quit game because I'm mad
>but can't stop thinking of Wattson the rest of the day
>his magnificient beard, his cute and merry nature
>adorable big teddy bear
>finally evening, lay down to sleep
>have a dream about Pokemon
>I'm inside Wattsons jim, challenge him
>lose against him but don't remember how
>Wattson is suddenly right next to me and laughs
>Wahahahah!
>grabs me
>pulls down my pants, unzips his clothes
>presses me down on the cold floor
>feel something hard pressing against my back
>he inserts himself
>he holds me down but I don't resist
>enjoy getting pounded by this lovely big teddy bear
>feel his weight pressing against me
>start to sweat, but I love it
>get a great feeling deep inside me, now I know it was my prostate
>I scream
>he stands up after a last delightful pound
>looks at me, still lying on the ground
>starts laughing
>Wahahahah!
