I involved ShinjiHiroku's 'The Club' in here, although it's little, and actually, I kinda do this without his permission, so I'm screwed. but meh. Sorry Shinji :3
I promise this story will support yours!
and for some people out there, if you know Shinji, please tell this to him ok?
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and also, i'll look at the comments, if they're good, i'll continue
I am a boy, who lived in the time where great histories had past, i live in the era where anti-pokephilia groups were disbanded, and the so-called 'The club' still has power even after the disbandment. Although, a little. This is where the era of humans, and Pokémon's, can love each other freely.
They said they fought hard for their rights, some even said they fought hard for their freedom but the point is, pokephilia are now allowed for the place i live.
My name is Simon, and like every person in my world, I'm a Pokémon trainer, i started this career at the age of 15, when i was in high school. My dad was a scientist, researching Pokémon and he knew that i loved them when i was 5. So did he give me my first, and yet, the most i loved Pokémon: torchic. I remember when she was just a small adorable chick with a curious face yet, the cutest face I've ever seen. The first activity she likes is kicks, yup, kicking stuffs with her small feet (i just realized torchich is a she after an event happened). Since i received my first Pokémon, my life has gone brighter than usual.
How? Ok….this is one of our moments: so in my school, i got bullied a lot like, countless times. And one day, my torchic saw me as usual, getting raped (with fist in the face) she then rushed to aid me with her small, but sharp talons. But of course, what do you expect a small chick fighting a big tough guy? So there she was, smacked in the face then passed out. And suddenly, my anger made my blood rage go crazy, in a berserk condition, i fight them all and i even kicked some of them to a small river near our school and yell: THIS IS SPARTA! (I watched 300 last night, so yeah) but i still lose to the boss, smacked me in the face like he did to my Pokémon. They all soon laughed and leave both of us with disgrace and the smell of defeat. After i woke up from my unconsciousness, my loyal little friend is waiting in front of me, looking at me with a curious face.
'That was a brave one bro, real brave. And now i know a name suitable for you: Eric'. She seemed happy yet disappointed face after heard her name, don't know why until…
'Simon, your Eric is sick and we need to have a sample of her feces, but she doesn't let me to'
'What do you mean her? He's my bro' then i got a confused respond from the doctor
'Just get the tissue and wipe her tail hole and give it to Me.' said the doctor cold.
I was confused why? Eric is a boy! A brave boy! What could be so wrong? So then i walk to 'him' to wipe his ass then…
'Eric? You're a girl? I mean….what?' shocked to see 'him' who's a 'she' gave me seconds to regain mental stability. i saw her…..small slit while trying to wipe her ass so yeah, i was both happy and shocked though, happy because i had a female-brave Pokémon, shocked because I'd spent bro-time with her like: getting bath together, slept together and other stuffs. that explains why she likes to cuddle me.
'Alright, a name change' i said, 'from now on, you're Miranda' a brave and pretty name i gave her eh? And now, i got expected reaction from her: a smile and flapping wings, even though she's in bed. After I took her sample, i then walk to the Doctor. We both shared awkward faces, so without a word, I left the hospital after i gave him the sample.
Years past, and we both shared greatest happiness and sadness in our life, and my little torchic has grown up to an amazing blaziken, strong, sexy, and still in my eyes, cute. And her spirit from her i love: the way she acts, she always entertains me with her funny yet stupid acts. And also i decided to train myself in martial arts to cover up my weaknesses, and i also add Miranda to my training place either, to make her a better fighter.
But i find something weird in her, since she was a blaziken, her act is not usual, for instance:
1. I let her sleep in my room after i know her gender but in a separated bed, since she was a blaziken, i found myself sleeping next to her, i know it's kind of a comfort to me but she does that every single day. So if you thought that she just wants her master to become comfortable, you might be wrong.
2. As a torchic, i treated her the way she wants to be, she likes to eat messily when she was a torchic, i still remember the moment her face is covered in mayonnaise from salad, very cute. But again, since she was a blaziken, she eats like a princess, goodly mannered, sit properly and even ended with wiping her mouth with handkerchief. She probably got the lesson from my friend, Edward the royal blood guy. But funnily, she eats like her usual manner when I leave her alone, messily. And came back to her proper mannered when I came to her again
3. The way she looked at me, when she was a little torchic, she always look at me curiously in her brown eyes, but when her eyes became blue in blaziken, so did there the difference her way gazing at me, she'll stay looking at me until i got her attention, or until she remembers what's her task at that time. I admit she had a pair of beautiful ocean-blue eye, but the way she looked at me, it's just weird.
4. Every time i went home, she would always borrow my phone and go check the messages, she would read every single message i got from my phone. I thought she liked messaging, so i brought her a Nokia (cause her sharp claws won't break this phone! Hell yeah!). But even after i bought her Nokia, she still don't change her habit.
And actually, she behaved weird many more like trying to barge in while i was in the toilet which never happened before and never succeeded.
And of course, since she was a blaziken, i ditch some of our old behaviors; it would be cute to see a small torchic sitting on your stomach but not funny when a giant blaziken do, right?
'Simon!' yelled my Sensei calling my name, handed me a letter.
'only read it once you're home' said him cold and leaves the scene
Heh? What's so important? Anyway, it's not a surprise that I and Miranda train ourselves again after the lesson.
'Alright, Miranda! Show me what Sensei've taught you'
She then nodded and attacks me from the rear, axe-chop kick me, spin kick, frontal punch and elbow attacks. But those tricks are easy to block for me, but for a starter, she's amazing. (Although my hands are kind of hurt from her fire attacks)
Knowing this kind of situation, she suddenly does a deadly technic. First, she put her leg on my shoulder, knowing that i would hold her leg for good, she then quickly flash another leg to my another shoulder, forming a hand like choke, she then swing herself and smashed me to the ground.
That was impressive i guess! But there are 2 horrible facts:
1. Sensei doesn't teach her this, where the hell did she learn this from?
2. After i was on the ground, she then pushes her thigh to my face, forcing me to smell her…sensitive parts. It was so close that I can't breathe at that time and that, she moaned in pleasure: 'blaze….' So i break lose by pushing her forward then breath loudly with my mouth (because if I use my nose, i smell her scent) although I must admit as a man, it's warm and enjoyable.
I don't know if she did that on purpose or not, but after i got my breath i then wipe my face from her liquid.
It was awkward, in order to break it, he then compliments her.
'Well, nice technique Mer, training's up let's go home' i headed to toilet to change my clothes while all i saw back then that she just stood there smiling slightly. (What the hell right?)
So yea, after he got home, got dinner cooked by Miranda, and shoot….she's the best chef. (and the way she cook in the kitchen…..) Waiting for the meal done, he open the letter sensei gave him. The letter simply says:
Whenever your time, meet me at the regular bus stop, call me when you're ready, YOU only
Oh jeez, what is going on with sensei? Oh well, I'll just follow orders. But his hand tosses the letter instead.
Tomorrow
He hopped in the couch beside Miranda, watching TV and enjoy the meal she cooked. They were having fun, until she spilled her water to his pants.
Oh darn it! With purpose or not, I'm screwed! She always wanted to wipe any spilled drinks on me, if I rejected, she would do it the 'hard' way, a little bit figure of a loving mother.
But, who knows if he doesn't try?
'oh, hohoho, it's ok Miranda, i'll get the…..' before he even finishes his sentence, Miranda was already rushing to the kitchen, trying to get a towel.
'towel…'
Just in time, Miranda is back, with a dry towel from the kitchen in her hand, smiling warmly to Simon, but for Simon, it's a horrible terror smile he had just watched. (you'll see why)
'oh, there you are! Haha, eh…..hand me the towel, would ya?' Simon Chuckled but no reaction showed from her.
After a couple of seconds, she bend down, and began to wipe the water from his pants while Simon is sweating. At first, He was quiet and trying not to freak-out, until she was wiping his inner thighs, he stands up and says:
'Alright! That's it! I'm going to shower!' as he was trying to rush, his speed was stop by a strong grab from his clothes, damn, she never was THIS fast.
'Lemme go! Just let me go!'
'blaze bla blaze blaziken!'
'I don't know what you're saying!' and with a bit of luck, he was free from the grip and started to rush forward to the shower. He was almost there, only stopped by Miranda in front of him in a few seconds.
'Blaziken!' she shouted
Scared and panic Simon can do nothing but groaned and went back to his couch, there; Miranda did what she wanted to: wipe his legs and thighs and went back to kitchen, leaving Simon walking to the bathroom directly.
well today was his lucky day, usually Miranda would just throw him back to couch, grab him and pull him all-way to the couch, or the worse, make him pass out for a couple of seconds. But that is why Simon loves her: rough but cares.
After a lovely bath, followed by Miranda, killing time by reading books, or having fun with Miranda (in definition: with hands and laughs, so stop thinking that way you pervert!)
Simon then went to bed, nothing really special except that he have to argue with Miranda because she wants to sleep next to him.
and thus, ended Simon ended his night with a fluffy sleep.
