*Major Adult Situations

The night as we sleep is quiet. Not one noise is emitted in the darkness, nothing but our breathing. My head is besides Shawn's chin, with my hands ever so slightly touched his chest. Our eyes lay shut, as we share our heart's pattern.

We are greeted by an alarm clock at nine in the morning. It is time for Shawn to get up and get ready for his day of work. He gets his pay from being an Architectural drafter, whatever that is.

I shake Shawn to wake him up.

"Shawn, I think that alarm is for you...and me too."

Shawn turns around to shut off the alarm. His morning routine begins; Get showered, get dressed, style his hair, eat if needed and he's on his way. But of course, we both shower in the morning. You already know the drill with my routine.

Shawn picks out a white dress shirt. He also wore black suit pants, with brown dress shoes. All he had left was to have some breakfast. He whips up a couple sunny side up eggs for us and some peeled sliced oranges. I decided to wear a dark purple t-shirt that has been cropped a bit on the bottom, enough to expose half my chest plate. (Yes there is a slit for my chest plate still, all my shirts have them.) As usual, my eyeliner with upward wings is present, as well as some black leggings. I have one more pair of black leggings in the closet.

I take a seat on a chair. (if you are curious, these chairs have backs with columns, so my back plate has a place to stick through as I lean back.) Shawn had two sunny side up eggs, and a few sliced oranges. I had about the same.

I looked at him after finishing my first bite of today.

"So, what does an Architectural drafter do?"

He finished chewing his bite.

"Oh, we basically do what it says, draft. Draft as set an idea, or in my case, draw out diagrams and things like so, so we can have an idea for what to work with."

"Oh, sounds like you have to remember a lot of things."

"Nah, not really."

We finished our breakfasts as Shawn sees his taxi arrive at the front. Since he had no car, he had to get a taxi to drive him there., probably for the time until he gets another car. Before he left, I went up to him and bent his head down for a kiss, momentarily, then letting go.

"Have a good work day!"

He waves as he opens the door. He quickly walks to the taxi, the passenger door opens, I see him negotiate, and they drive off.

I have the day to myself, that is until five in the afternoon. I don't know what I could do to pass the time.

I flip the television on, the only thing to flip on in this house. I watched a few comedy shows, some cheesy, while some did make me smile. I watched some romance shows, but they showed to be boring as they were overly dramatic. I watched some cartoons. They were cute, but didn't suit my preference for entertainment. I decide to tidy up the house.

I decided to start easy. With the sponge next to the sink, as well as some dish soap, I clean the dishes. After doing the dishes, I go to get the mop from the corner of the kitchen and wipe the kitchen flooring. The room started to fill with with lemon smell, as well as that smell you would get from mopping. I put away the mop after the floor was cleaned, and wiped the table with some lemon pledge. Again, the room filled up more with the lemon scent.

Seeing the easy stuff got done, I go to do more creative stuff. I look around the living room to see if there is anything I could do with it. Not much to do there. I go in our bedroom. Not much either. After checking the bathroom, I went downstairs to the basement. The temperature dropped, but it was fine. I looked around, could use some "architectural" stuff someday. My eyes caught on to two boxes, tiny one on top of a slightly bigger one, and books near the washing machine. I check the books. The first book is red with white stripes. I looked inside to see the first page having a picture of a little boy in a blue police uniform. I smiled when I read the caption, "That's my boy, Shawn."

I flipped the page to see 2 pictures on each page. As I flip through pictures, I see Shawn as a baby, as well as a child. A few to note that I thought are cute are Shawn in a bathtub, Shawn holding a stuffed toy, and Shawn blowing candles on a birthday cake. Speaking of his birthday, Shawn was born on September 8th, 1993. Shawn is 20 years old right now.

I check the other book that is white with yellow stripes. I open it to find something special. This book isn't relate to Shawn's family at all, that is if you count family as in genetics. The first page has a picture of a young Ralts, being cradled by one arm by a familiar person, shot at an interesting angle. It was me in Shawn's arms! I vaguely remember him taking a picture of me, with one arm extending out, with me staring at it confused. A written title says, "Maize the Garde-girl." I smiled at the play on words.

I flipped the page, to see more memories. I see me myself as a young Ralts squeezing my left cheek on to my owners face, smiling. Another photo shows me as a Ralts biting in to a cherry tomato.

More pictures were present on the next page. A photo of me, a Kirlia, with a big giant red bow tie on my hair, looking annoyed. The picture under that is of me in a "ballet" pose; My ankles crossed with my arms arching over my head, as my head faces down the ground with eyes closed. One picture that stood out from is me at the birthday party playing with the Pokemon. As I flip the page, the rest has empty pockets begging for more pictures.

I set the two books on top of the dryer to check the boxes to see what they were. Inside the first tiny box is a few memorial things that I vaguely remember using. I pulled out that one red bow tie. The bow tie fits fine on my head now, maybe I could use this to show Shawn later? I kept the bow tie snapped to my hair and dug through the tiny box once more. My hand exited with some tiny black shoes. These I probably used as a Kirla. Putting the shoes back in the box, I shift the tiny box on the dryer to check the slightly bigger box.

Inside the box, there is a lot of packaging nuts and when I dug my hand in, I felt a rectangular object. The object I pulled out is another book. But this book was more flat and bigger, looked kind of like a notebook. The front had pen written text saying, "Shawn." I opened the notebook to the first page and read it.

"June 18th, 2011. Friday

I finally got my own home! My parents helped of course, but it is my own home! I thought it was time to get a move on anyway. I thought it was perfect for only one person, but if I get a girl, I wonder if it would work out?"

I skimmed through a few entries until I found one to catch my sense.

"August 29th, 2011. Sunday

My parents got me a car and a Poke ball as a gift for my birthday as they were going out next week. I was stoked to have my very own car, but just as stoked as my own Poke Ball. I wasn't sure I would buy more, or even catch more than one Pokemon, but I thought it would be a cool thing to try out some day. I was thinking of driving around outside of town to look for some nice areas to look for wild Pokemon. Thanks mom and dad."

"September 2th, 2011. Thursday

I decided to try out both of my gifts. I took my car, as well as my Poke Ball. I drove outside of my town to look for the nearest nature spot for Pokemon. This took me a few stops at different areas to find the closest area, which was like what, 5 miles away? Anyway, being the dumb self, I knew I didn't have a Pokemon with me to help me catch others. So I decided to look for ones that looked pretty young. I was able to find one, a Ralts, walking down paths of trees, alone. It looked around, but I caught it off guard. I was able to catch it successfully. I then walked back to my car and drove back to my house, a long trip that was. The Ralts I caught was very active and happy, I picture yellow as a happy color. I couldn't call my Ralts 'yellow,' that would be silly. I searched a few suggestions on my phone, and Maize sounded perfect for my Ralts. I think Maize will be an awesome Pokemon."

I was confused on why Shawn would write in a book for an unknown. Who's the book for? What is the book for? I skimmed through more pages, most were explaining what he did. I skimmed again, and again until I found a more recent one, a very recent one.

"August 24th, 2014. Sunday.

This morning was strange. Right now Maize is in the bathroom. I was getting towels for us, and I do have them. But this morning, Maize went crazy and she seduced me. I was very uncomfortable at first, but she really, really wanted it; Her puppy eyes and her catchphrase got me, 'You would do anything for me?' To make sure she doesn't wait too long, I'll stop writing here."

I know now he is fine with it now, but at least I know his feelings for that day. I put the book back in the box and put everything back where they originally were.

It is now eleven thirty in the morning. Bored out of my mind, I walk to the couch upstairs. As I sat, I pretty much zoned out. I imagine what being an architectural drafter does. From what I heard, I think of it like a person who has a big sheet of paper drawing shapes and such that I can't imagine to think how they work. I then go to the subject of what to do with money earned from that. I thought of saving it for a few months to patch up this house. Maybe painting the walls could help, or new furniture.

I zoned out with those topics until I somehow got to a strange subject. Would it be possible for a human to impregnate me? I don't think I'm ready to have a baby right now. But it is a serious question, could Shawn get me pregnant? I thought deeply, I came up with a hypothesis that maybe a human can't really do that to a Pokemon. However, if it is possible, what would I do? I guess that would have to be answered later. Though the more I think about it, having a baby would give me something to do at home.

After watching the television for hours, It is now around four in the afternoon. The current thing I'm watching is a movie, a comedy that is. So far, a man named Robert is camping with a group of people. The movie makes fun of everyday things, I found this hilarious. One couple had "fun time" as they said in their tent, while everyone had their cellphones recording them. One person decided to upload it to a video sharing website called YouVid, a horrible knock off of the current video sharing website. The people doing the activity were like making stupid noises, some movies these days make me wonder if they were okay when they made them. I usually don't laugh out loud alone though.

I heard a hum outside, it's a taxi. I turned the television off. Looking outside again, Shawn exited the taxi and walked towards the door.

As he entered, I greeted him.

"Hey there Shawn! Home early?"

I took his head again to give him a greeting kiss.

"Yeah, I took an hour off in return to work an extra hour later this work."

I brought up my thought about earlier.

"Hey Shawn, what would you think of having a baby?" He looked at me and thought deeply. I felt him become nervous. Maybe it's one of those things to not say to someone you just love. "Look, don't be nervous, as I don't know if it is even possible for you to impregnate me."

"But, it's such a bold thing to talk about, and so early to talk about as well."

"Yeah, I guess." I thought of things that we could buy when we get the money. I thought of something unique, but affordable. I looked at Shawn. "Hey Shawn, you should someday get a cellphone for me."

"Well, we'll see later."

I took that as a yes. After that quick chat, Shawn walks to the couch and sits to, as usual, watch television. I sat next to him to snuggle up.

Looking up at him, "Shawn, I saw some photos of you as a child."

Shawn looked back at my eyes. "Really?"

"Yeah, you were so cute as a young child." I giggled.

"Yeah, same. You still are very cute."

"Aw, thanks."I reddened.

He touched my bow tie. "By the way, where did you get the tie?"

"Oh, I was found it in a tiny box downstairs. It's the same bow tie as the one you got for me as a Kirlia."

I felt him get a bit nervous. "Oh. You look cute in that as well."

"I figured. Also, can I ask you why you have a notebook with writings telling about what you do on a day?"

He looked at me more strongly. "That wouldn't happen to have the word 'Shawn' on the front right."

I looked back confused. "Well, it did."

He became really nervous. "Maize, that would be my diary. A diary is a book where the writer writes his life in there, and most the time, people don't want people to see it."

"Oh, oh, I-I'm so, so sorry. I didn't know."

"It's okay I guess, but just don't snoop on it from now on please."

"O-Okay."

I felt him have slight anger. Trying to fix that, I took his face and lower it on me, causing our lips to connect. Our tongues traded, but he pushed me after we kissed briefly

"Come on, let's not right now."

"I know you are a bit angry, I'm so sorry."

"Yeah, I guess."

After watching several comedies, it is now seven at night. We now watch a movie, a horror movie Shawn told me. I didn't know how react to it, but the movie got more mysterious.

I huddle against Shawn, while watching the television intently. The group were split up in pairs of two after they were almost attacked by a masked man. The mask resembled black soulless eyes with a mad grin showing "teeth." When the movie got to parts where the group were taken by surprise or killed out of nowhere, I would clench on to Shawn.

"Maize, are you sure you want to watch this?"

I nodded cautiously.

He wraps his arms around my chest, and we continue to watch.

The movie is almost over, and the last members are two people. They search for a way to pick lock the door that is in front of them. As they try, the person peering in the keyhole all of a sudden get their eye stabbed by a sharp object. The camera gets a close up of the impalement and the scream fills the room. I clench my owner and whimper a bit.

"Maize, you don't have to watch this if you don't feel comfortable. I rather have you feel safe than scared."

I sigh, and accept. "I guess I watched enough."

"Okay. You want dinner to be cooked?"

"Sure, sounds nice."

"You want spaghetti or pizza? The rest of the food is not cook-able as they are frozen."

"I won't mind having spaghetti tonight."

He got up and went in the food cabinet next to the fridge to get spaghetti noodles. After setting it on the table, he filled a pot up with water and put it on the stove to bring it to a boil.

While he cooks, I switched to watch some the shopping channel to see if anything interests me. So far, nothing. I decided to watch some sitcoms.

Spaghetti is delicious, before I never knew pasta could be so good, which is why I would pick spaghetti over pizza, or at least frozen pizza. It is eight at night. We are about ready to go to sleep. We cuddle together and have our small conversations.

"So, Shawn. Do you think we'll stay forever?"

Shawn looked at my eyes. "I think you have the answer already Maize."

I chuckle. "Oh okay, Shawn." I kiss him on his right cheek. "You know, it's late out, and you worked real hard today."

Shawn sighed. "You are a really active person, you know."

"Oh come on Shawn, you know deep down you wouldn't mind today."

He sighs again. "I get it, but is this really what you want to do everyday?"

I giggle softly and reply. "No, not everyday as we live, just those days when we could, you know, loosen up a bit." I secretly actually want to try and see if my hypothesis works. As much as I don't think I'm ready for a young to care for, it would give us something to do. Plus, if I did get a young, we would rely less on sexual activity for entertainment.

"Well, I do like the way you use the activity."

I smiled. To patch it, I pressed my mouth against Shawn's. I softly moan in his mouth to see if I can get him in the mood. We traded our tongues, his taste buds rubbing against mine. I let go and got ready.

I pull the blankets away from his body and I pull down his shorts and underclothing to reveal his solid member. I put each of my legs over his legs, with my gown covering his legs, and bend to pack his shaft with my mouth. I wrap my tongue around his head and went to suck all of him in me. The feel of his rod hitting the back of my throat made him exhale. I bobbed, making sure to wrap and rub him with my tongue. The feel of his meat throb every now and then felt great on the roof of my mouth. Hearing him grunt made me bob faster, with him getting as hard as he could. I swirled around him, wiggled my tongue about on him and made small moan sounds. He started to pant, so I went to bob constantly at a good pace. His throbbing became more frequent, as well as his grunting. I kept going, and kept going. I did until I hear him moan and his member stopped throbbing. I stopped bobbing and let him explode in my mouth. Every release I swallowed, making sure none came out. He released eight times in my mouth.

I look up at him while holding him with my right hand. "Your treat is always so ever delicious." I lick him clean once more, and looked back up. "Shawn, please ride me please."

He got up and I took my panties off. I flung them at his face, which then they fell on the ground. I stand up and bend over the side of the bed. He came up and took my red t-shirt off. Afterward, he unbuttoned my pink bra and grabbed my breasts. The pressure he put on them made me softly exhale. After brushing my gown away from my genitalia, he inserted himself into my front entrance, and started to pound. He hit my cervix a few times, but I ignored. I pant as he pulsates me. His hands are still on my breasts, and I liked it. His pace quickened, and I started to moan. I hear the small grunts he puts as he pounds me. With me moaning again, he quickens his pace. This makes him hit my cervix constantly. I moan slight louder and more frequent, clenching my teeth. My head turns to face him, shortly, then back forward. He then started to put all of his shaft in me and quickened pace. I moan much louder, as it is hitting my cervix almost 100% of the time. My teeth clenched more harder, with my eyes half shut.

"Shawn, it kind of hurts, but keep doing what you are doing!" I cry.

I feel Shawn grab my chest plate with one arm. This made me moan more longer. I slowly begin to feel my self tighten, and my panting increased. He let go of my chest plate and began to rub my clit while pounding him all the way in. I moaned more frequently, deep inhales after each individual moan. He put his other hand off my breast and put it on my rear. I feel myself tightening, my moans increasing in strength. He quickened to his fullest speed. It hurt, but also felt amazing. My back curls back a bit, I let myself feel Shawn's expression, and I cry out a long moan. Shawn continues and I moan after every other pound in me. He emits a long grunt, and I feel himself filling my uterus, causing my small abdomen to increased in size slightly. He continues for a few more, as I let out a few more moans, and he finally stops. As he pulls from me, I can feel one drop of his fluid run down my white left thigh.

We ended the night by laying in our beds, regardless of no clothing. We were tired enough to ignore conversation. We had our few minutes of panting, and we finally fell asleep.

I can imagine a life where we had a child. Shawn and I could be even closer, and we would have someone else to care for. There would be more things to do, like teach him new things, as well as him doing things for us. If it is possible for a human to impregnate me, I think I'd be happy. I would eventually would want a child, so if it isn't possible, I'm not sure what I would do. I shut my brain off from thoughts, and rested until I fell into a deep sleep.