*Major adult situations.

The birds chirped, while the trees waved in the background. Shawn is still next to me, sleeping silently. My head raises to check the clock. It currently is about seven-twenty. The sun from our winder shines us with shadows from the window frame hitting our skin. I get up from my sleep and I head for my daily morning routine; I need to shower, change clothes and apply some eyeliner. Today, I wore a sky blue sweatshirt jacket over a white t-shirt. I wore some black leggings up to the middle of my thighs as this morning is a bit chilly. August 25th is slowly getting to autumn temperatures. My head injury is also recovering, it isn't bleeding anymore, so I got rid of it so I could brush my hair.

I decide to try out some television again because Shawn is still sleeping. My feet creeping against the wood flooring, I sit on the couch. I took the remote from the coffee table and flipped the television on. Late at night or early in the morning, most channels have this thing called "Paid broadcasting." I just call it a shopping show because that is basically what it is.

I kept flipping through the television channels, but nothing really made me interested. I got up from the couch and decide to go back to see if I can wake Shawn. Sneaking in the bedroom, I go jump over him and land on the bed, shaking him.

I scream, "Rise and shine, Sun Shawn!" Shawn groans a little, but then turns around to face me.

"Why are such a morning person?" His eyes were squinting.

"There is opportunity in the morning, why wouldn't you?" I giggled at him. "Maybe that opportunity could be something a bit more than you expect."

Shawn tilted his head to the right a bit, and frowned a bit, showing me his confused expression. "Please go on?"

I bent down my body so my head leveled to his. My rear stood up a bit. "I said, maybe we could change the morning so it isn't so, boring." I lay on Shawn's right arm with my left arm on him. My right hand went under the blanket, and grabbed hold of Shawn's shorts. I put my hand under them to find his feature.

"Maize, I thought you were in pain."

"I was, Shawn. But I'm feeling okay, a bit more than okay."

His element began to slowly harden. I moved it so the top of it faced towards us. I stroked it back and forward, trying to get him in the mood. Shawn didn't seem to fight me this time.

"Do you really want to do this?" I move my head towards his lips, and twisted our lips around, filling our breaths with love. I kept stroking, making sure to keep brushing him.

He got hard enough for my liking. I pulled away and softly spoke, "Now you just stay there and enjoy." The thought of awkwardness was brought up in my head again, but I pushed it away.

I pulled his side of the blanket down to his feet. My hands traced his stomach to his lower region, and pulled his shorts and underclothing down to his ankles. With the next step of pulling my panties down to my ankles, I take off my sweatshirt and threw it, and I took off my t-shirt, to reveal no bra under it. I fancied Shawn looking at them, regardless if they are only c cups. I put my each leg on each side of his legs, gown covering his legs as usual, and lowered myself onto him. The head pierced in, stretching me open. I want to make sure this time I don't hurt myself doing this. Eventually I went down until I felt his meat hit my cervix, which then I backed up a bit. I got about a few more inches than four in. My body started to bob, slowly. I put my arms on Shawn's stomach, and proceeded to bob my body. Every few pumps I would exhale with a little whine.

"Ugh, it's just so big Shawn."

I'm quite short compared to Shawn. Having him inside me is pretty thick for me.

My pace quicken a bit, and I let out short small moans. Shawn took his hands and grabbed my hips. I lower my chest a bit lower, almost jabbing him with my chest plate. I let out a quiet, but long moan. My moans became more frequent. I pumped a bit faster. I found a position that found a bit more contact with my clit. My moans became a bit more louder, and I quickened the pace, as well as taking a bit more of him into me. I continued, Shawn let out short moans, as well as I let out long moans. I pushed my head down to have contact with Shawn's lips. The moans I produced went in to his mouth, vibrating or mouths, only slightly. I kept going, my pace quickened. Then, I started to tighten. I pulled our lips away, the moans I cried out were increasing in volume. My eyes clenched shut. I felt Shawn finish inside me, the warmth of his liquid made outside me and landed on him and my skin around the entrance. I ignored his shaft bumping my cervix, I almost took all of him inside me. My pleasure was increasing until finally I cried out a long moan, with my eyes widening as I finish. My head flung back to face the ceiling, with my mouth wide open. I pumped up and down a few more times, and then let my head land on my owner's chest. My chest tilted to the right, again to avoid jabbing him. I was panting quickly.

Shawn didn't seem done. With him breathing in between a few words, "Maize, I think you could use a bit more than that."

I looked up with my pupils, with my head lying on his chest. My eyes stared at Shawn. "What could you do?" Shawn started to get up, so I rolled off him to the bed, and Shawn gave me instructions.

"Bend your body and put your arms on the bed." I was interested, and did so.

"I'm your naughty girl." I place my arms on the bed, supporting me up. I shook my end left to right to tease him. Then I realized what Shawn was doing, something I was new to and didn't know whether it would work or not. "Oh, Shawn, but isn't that a strange place to put it?"

He separated my gown to put his member in my rear. He then put his hands on my rear cheeks. "Just give it a minute." He slowly dug his meat in to my rear entrance. I let out a long grunt, and started to clench my teeth. The stretch of my back is something extreme. I cried out another long grunt. Shawn kept digging in, until all of him was in me. I saw a small bump come out of my stomach. Shawn then started to exit me a bit. I exhaled as he did.

"Shawn, are you sure you know what you are doing?"

Shawn then pulled out until only the head was in my rear. He then pushed in with force. My eyes widened, my back curled, my mouth wide open and my head twisted back. I emitted a really loud moan. I was ashamed of what I did, but he pumped in again, causing me to cry out again. His pace started to increase, I kept crying out every time he pumped in to me. His left arm reached under my stomach, and started to rub my clit. I cried even louder, I became really afraid that the neighbors would hear. I screamed, with pleasure. Shawn quickened his pace once more. The room filed with moans, ones that last for a few seconds. Every time he went to exit me to allow room to pump himself, I would breathe heavily; I loudly moan, inhale greatly and repeated.

I was clenching the sheets, I clenched my teeth to try and quiet myself, but I would slip out a few screams here and there. My eyes shut tightly. But then, we hear a knock on the front door. Shawn stopped, and I stood there frozen, with my eyes open.

"Shit, what now Maize."

A muffled voice is heard outside the front door. A male voice screams, "Hey, Shawn, everything all right in there? It sounds like you are hurting someone!" He continued banging the door.

Shawn exited me, I let out a short grunt. "Maize, you gotta get some clothes on." I shook my rear at him. My gown sways as I do so.

"Aw, but I was in the middle of the moment."

"Come on Maize, we don't got time for-"

The front door opens slowly.

Shawn rushes to the bedroom door, and locks it shut. He yells quietly, "Shit, shit shit." He points at me. "Maize, get some clothes on now!"

I rush to pick up my shirt and sweatshirt jacket off the ground. I pull up my panties, and put on my top clothing.

The man outside the bedroom door goes against the door. "Hey, Shawn, what are you doing in there?"

Shawn replies calmly, "I'm just getting dressed."

"Really? It doesn't sound like it."

Shawn heads for the air freshener on the dresser and sprays it around. He then goes towards the door and opens it. This is when I jumped on the bed to look like I'm sleeping.

I hear Shawn say, "Hey, good to see you Walter!" I hear some patting, presumably they are patting each others backs.

"Hey Shawn. Hey, I came over to ask you if you wanted to go party at my friend Greg's house. But bro, I could hear screaming outside the house. You okay?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing's wrong."

"Now that I think about it, it sounded feminine."

This is when I guess he peaked through the door.

"What was happening to your Pokemon? She sounded like she was getting hurt."

"No, she was just having a nightmare."

I thought to myself, "There is nothing you can say, there is no way to get out of this."

A brief silence took place. I decided to "wake up" and look at them.

I yawned and stretch my arms. I turned to them. "Hey guys, what are you two doing?" Pretending to be half awake.

Walter seemed suspicious about the scene. "Good, and how are you?"

"O-Oh, I'm fine." I then remember that I'm in Shawn's bed, that just cries out guilt.

Walter sets me aside and asks Shawn again. "So, is that a yes or a no?"

"Oh, uh, I'm not sure, I think I'll be busy today."

"Oh, that is sad to here. Surely there isn't anything that important to ignore my request."

Shawn looked fine, but I knew deep down he was screaming inside.

"Look, I'm going to be busy today, I'm sorry."

"Okay, whatever. See you later you two. Not that you two are really busy or anything." He chuckles, and then he walks out. His footsteps become more silent with each step. Eventually, his car drives away.

Shawn goes over to the front door, and locks it. He came back.

I looked directly into Shawn's pupils. I say in calming tone, "So Shawn, do we forget about this and continue or?"

He puts his left arm on the door, and leans on it. "I don't know Maize. I think we did good for this morning."

"Oh, okay."

"If he knows we did that, I don't know what we are going to do."

"Yeah." I looked at him again. "Are you sure you are done for now?" I smiled at him.

Shawn looked at his feet. His fingers tapped the door. Him sighing, he came over to me and pushed my back to bend me over. I let out a happy shout. I hear him unzip. His hands again brushes away the gown and pulls down my panties. We stood there, I see rubbing his member on my rear entrance to get himself up again. He then reinserted himself, only this time with no caution. I screamed loudly again, but I put my right hand over my mouth.

Muffled, I apologize. "I'm so sorry Shawn."

Shawn pumped in to me again, and my scream became slightly muffled with my mouth covering it. He pumped in to me, and every pump would put a bump in my stomach. I released my hand away from my mouth, and a mistake I did. I started to clench and I let out a long and drawn out cry of pleasure. Suddenly, my pleasure doubled. I was feeling more than I ever did. My emotion increased, I was feeling Shawn's emotions as well as mine. My mouth opened wide and I screamed loudly, letting all the air out of my lungs. I deeply inhaled to get some oxygen. I finished, but he kept going. Hearing him grunting, he quickened his pace a bit more. I then hear him moan, and I feel him filling me inside. I let out a quiet long moan, it felt way different. It was so warm. Shawn pumped in a bit more juice, and then exited me, having one blow land on my left rear cheek.

"Oh god, Shawn, I felt you. I felt you deep down." I can feel my gown go back as Shawn pulls it to cover my rear. We get up. "Well, shower time for me again." I hate showering so much in a day, but it's a messy activity.

Going ahead of time, It's now one-thirty in the afternoon. I'm wearing a white t-shirt, with my black leggings on as usual. We sit on the couch, watching the television as there isn't much else to do. We cuddled on the couch, our hands cupped together. My head under his chin as usual.

I turned to face him. "Shawn, you seem bored."

"Yeah, there isn't anything to do."

"You want to go outside?"

"What better is it out there than here?"

"I don't know, fresh air? We could go around the park, we could-" I pause as I ran out of ideas.

"Exactly."

"Well we are not sitting here."

"Come one, we've been outside yesterday, can we just relax?"

"Yes, after today."

I stand up with my hands still attached to Shawn's right hand. I pull him up. We left for the Western Park.

Today was humid in the afternoon. Shawn is smart for wearing a white tank top and gray shorts today. The park has a few people sitting around on tables, with some Pokemon around the park. I felt like the only one that didn't fit in the crowd. I was the only Pokemon with eyeliner on. I was also the only one talking to my owner as well.

"So Maize, I hear that they are making more accessories for Pokemon like you."

"Really? Maybe we could check those out sometime."

"I wish, but you may want to wait when I work this week. My money was spent on my car being towed because I didn't have insurance."

"Insurance?"

"Something I could have got so my car would be replaced if it broke."

"Oh. Yeah, sorry to hear."

"That car was my 17 year old gift. A few months before I caught you. She got me a Poke Ball as well at the time. If my mother didn't get me any birthday gifts, you wouldn't have been caught by me."

I then got an idea that popped in my head.

"Hey, maybe we could visit your parents homes?"

Shawn stopped walking. "Maize, I'm not sure about that."

"Oh come on Shawn, this is a good opportunity to visit your parents again!"

"I don't know Maize, maybe we-" A little kid taps Shawn's legs.

The boy excitedly says, "Wow, your Pokemon can talk!"

"Yeah, she sure does. But we gotta go"

"Oh okay then. Bye!"

Shawn turns his attention back to me. "Fine, let's go."

Considering we have no car now, the walk felt like forever. We must have passed so many bars and stores. It was started to get really hot now.

"Gosh, this weather is blazing."

"Yeah, we're almost there, so we'll be fine."

I wanted to hold his hands, but there was just too many people walking on the streets today. We walked, and walked, and walked. We were near some car auto place when Shawn points to a house in between other houses. The house has green siding, two floored with a porch in the front. They have one car, about an early 2000 van.

We arrived on the porch, and Shawn pressed this button by the door, which made a "ding" sound inside. We stood there for awhile, until we hear tapping. A woman unlocked the door and opened it.

Shawn's mother answered the door. "Hey Shawn! You finally decided to visit me." She looks at me. "Oh and who is this lovely Pokemon?"

"Her name is Maize. Maize, this is Rachel."

I waved at her. "Hi Rachel, nice to meet you."

"Oh, she's a speaker too I see!"

Rachel is a bit taller than I am. She has brown curly hair, moderate in length. She wore a pale green t-shirt and white jeans. She looked to be around forty-five years old.

Rachel waves towards her back. "Come on in, it's a lot cooler in here anyway."

As we enter, Rachel is shouting for Shawn's father to come in the living room.

Shawn told me, "Let's sit on the couch."

We go over to sit on the couch which is on a wall in front of the door. We sit and waited.

A man finally walks in, about the same height as Shawn. The man greets us.

"Hey there Shawn, and welcome young lady."

"Hey dad. This is Maize. Maize, he is Lucas."

Lucas was about the same height as Lucas. He had black hair that was combed back as well. He had some glasses over his eyes. He had some white and black plaid shirt with jeans. He looked to be around forty-five to fifty years old.

I kindly wave back. "Hey Lucas."

Lucas eyes widened and he smiled. "Wow Shawn, you really know how to handle your Pokemon."

Shawn brushed it off. "Nah. So how have you two been?"

"Oh, we've been all right. Anything new with you?"

"Not much, besides that my car has been totaled and towed away."

"Oh darn. You know we told you to drive safe."

"I did, some idiot tried to race a red light and hit me and injured Maize."

Rachel pushed Lucas away. "Shawn, I don't when you are gonna get a car again, we saved up for that."

"Yeah, I know mom."

They had time to connect again, asking things like how is your job, asking if they are happy, or how is your health. But one topic really caught my attention.

Rachel said in a curious tone, "So Shawn, do you have a girl?"

Shawn sparked up. "Oh, yeah, girlfriend."

Rachel laughed. "Well?"

"Oh no, no I don't."

Though I was offended, I knew it was for the better.

"Oh, maybe we can help you with that."

"Oh, no. I think I could find one myself."

I chuckled a bit.

"Sorry, I just think this topic is silly."

Rachel kindly replied. "Don't worry, I agree with you."

"Your boy is so nice. The nicest person I've met."

"Oh really? That's so good to hear."

I felt Shawn become nervous.

"Shawn is also a very nervous person."

Rachel laughed. "Yeah, he was a shy one when he was young."

Shawn budded in. "Yeah yeah mom, we get it."

I chuckled and reddened. Seeing as I was, I tried to cover it by putting my hands on my cheeks. But then it looked like I was bored, so I just did that until I felt myself go back to normal. I checked the clock in the living room, it's currently around two-thirty.

Lucas looked at Shawn. "So Shawn, you remember that girl from your high school who always loved to come over to our house?"

"Oh, yeah I do."

"And you would always tell me that one day you would date her?"

Shawn seeing me look at him, Shawn nervously replies, "Yeah, but time has changed dad."

"But I thought you always wanted a girl to live with."

"I do, but I don't know about that now."

Shawn felt really under the pressure.

"Oh all right sport. Nice talking to you, but I gotta get going or my boss will blow a gasket."

"Okay dad, bye."

He exits the door to get in his car and drive off.

After a couple hours, we finally were able to leave. It's about four in the afternoon when we leave.

"Shawn, your family is so lively."

"Yeah, but they can be a pain."

We walk home, passing the same places we did. The streets were still busy. I didn't realize we were holding hands. His hand fit perfectly around mine.

When we were passing the park entrance, some dude smoking a cigarette confronted us. I don't think he was straight in the head. He reeked with beer and smoke. He wore a dark green jacket and had a beard with one lazy eye.

"Hey, you there." Shawn looks at him. "Boy, your girl is-" He whistles. I turn to face him, then his eyes widened.

Shawn replies back. "Hey, what business do you have to bother us?"

"Hey, I didn't know that she was-"

"Really? Not even with plates on her chest and back?"

"Bro, you wanna go?"

I could smell the alcohol coming from his breath.

"No I don't want to."

"Then don't argue with me ass-hat." I felt Shawn try to hold in his anger. "Why were you two holding hands anyway?"

"Because she feels safer that way, she hates the public."

"Really? Doesn't look like she was afraid."

Shawn picks his lit cigarette and throws it on the ground. "You are messed in the head."

I looked at Shawn in disbelief. This isn't how Shawn usually acts.

He extend his arms out. "Bro, did you just throw my cigarette?" He shoves Shawn.

I looked at them, my feelings were bursting.

Shawn shoves back. "Don't shove me. Dope does some real bad things to you it seems."

"Dope?"

My head sparked up at them. I ran towards them, and before his hands would land on my owner's face, I took grip with his arm. My left arm raised backwards and was thrown at the mans right eye.

Shawn stared at me. I stared at the man on the ground. My eyes in anger. He ran away in the park. But looking around, my eyes went from angry to afraid. My hands in front of me, I stared at them, then back to Shawn. People near the sidewalks stare at us. There was whispering, as well as some covering their mouths. I knew what I did was wrong from the people's perspectives.

Shawn looked at me with wide eyes. He said quietly, "M-Maize-"

I interrupted him. "No, don't look at me." I push Shawn away. Turning around, I ran, ignoring the calls of Shawn, tearing up a few. I ran, trying to find an alley. There was one between a two apartments, maybe half a mile away from the western park. My feet stomps the ground with each step. Anyone I passed would stare at me. I finally reached the alley, and sat against a wall near some electrical boxes. I stared at my hands, and put them against my eyes. Did my owner really care that much to me?

"Why do I do this!" I slash at a few cardboard boxes outside. "Why must I hurt to protect!" I slashed at more boxes, each of them flattened as I did. I stopped, and placed my arms on the brick wall. I turned and sat on the wall. My head covered in my hands. The sun started to turn golden. I teared up, for a long while, until I must have cried myself to sleep.

Sleeping in the position is a good way for a swore back to spark up. I awoke with my hands on my face. I wiped whatever was on my eyes, and got up. The day is now dark. Lamp posts illuminate the night. I walked back to the Western park.

I went to a bench. The bench was next to a water fountain. I looked inside the fountain, the puddle of water refracted my face. My face showed smeared eyeliner on my eyes. I picked up some water from the fountain and wiped off the eyeliner.

I got up, and decided to walk on the street sidewalks again. I'm the only non-human to be walking on the sidewalk at this time. I walked for a long time, with me strolling slowly through the night. I ignored anyone I passed. I walked, passing the bars, the smell of restaurants, and the sound of stores. I could see people looking at me as I walk by with a straight face.

I was able to get on the highway that led to our home. All I heard was the cars and the air. My high heels clacking the ground as I take steps. I see the carnival in the distance, all lit up and such.

As I arrive at home, there is no lights on. I became desperate and ran toward the front door. I check to see if it's locked. The knob twisted and the door opened.

"H-Hello? I'm home, Shawn."

I put my shoes on the rack, and turn the light on. I went in the bedroom, no Shawn. I check the living room, no Shawn. Bathroom, no Shawn. The only option left was outside.

I checked outside in the back yard. A dark figure is shown by the tree. He sat on the tree with knees held by his arms. Desperate to find Shawn, I walk towards it, knowing that it's him. The emotion came through, I could feel sadness; anger. The figure stood up and ran towards me. We hugged, tighter than we ever had.

"M-Maize, you're all right. Don't run away from me again!" He grabbed my face and put my lips onto his. Pulling away, he reinforces the statement. "Don't scare Shawn like that ever again."

I cried out. "Shawn, I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to hurt anyone just for you."

"No, Maize, what you did was good. That was my fault, blame me instead."

"Those people, they were shocked. I thought I was-"

"You're fine. You made me worried sick."

I smiled.

"I'm sorry for making you worried." I held his face. He held mine. "Maybe we can take a break tomorrow."

"A break would be lovely." He lowered his head once more as I turn my head up. The feel of his lips is always nice, and the feel of his happiness only made me happier. We stayed there as the night grew on.

*Last chapter I had pre-written. More chapters may appear at the same rate, but I wouldn't count on it, may take one-four days, if not, more. We'll see.