Prisoners of Heaven
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Category:
Pokemon › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,486
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Pokemon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Friendship
Fairy: I hate commentary. Oh when you see anything in (D) it means dream.
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Chapter Three:
Friendship
I never in my life had a true friend, until now. Only a few weeks passed with me hanging out with Osiris and we already became close. Sometimes or most times, he annoyed me, but other times, he was a useful teacher and listener.
I was with Rachel today, who was taking me shopping.
“I am very proud of your progress,” Rachel said, “So I thought I would reward you with a little shopping spree. Osiris says that you have been steadily getting better in your attacks and judgment.”
I blushed furiously, not because of Rachel, but it was what Osiris said about me.
We shopped all day, buying new foods, little trinkets, new clothing, some videos and pokemon popcorn and other things we both would enjoy. When we got home, I was eager to tell Osiris about our shopping spree.
“It was amazing what we bought,” I said reaching into the bag and pulling out satin material, it was black satin to match my fur; I pulled out some rubber bats and some delicious new pokemon food.
“It’s all thanks to you.”
“No, you showed steady increase in progress, so it’s thanks to you.”
I blushed and smiled and stroked the monitor. Then I stopped myself.
What the hell is wrong with me? I thought, I shook my fur and sighed and sat down on my pillow playing with my rubber bat that Rachel bought.
Later on, I went outside for some fresh air and saw Rachel’s face. She was talking to Starlet who was holding that Persian in her arms, with his shoulder slashed. Rachel looked annoyed and I knew I was in trouble. When Starlet left, Rachel turned around to face me.
“Why did you do that to Persian? He shows nothing but kindness and respect to you but you always turn him down, like every pokemon you ever met who had done the same! You selfish, arrogant brute! At least Persian tries! You want to grow up old and alone without any kits? Just get in your room, I never seen Starlet so upset,” Rachel scolded.
I felt ashamed and I hung my nine tails and walked back into the room and shut the door.
Maybe I shouldn’t have done what I done, but it wasn’t necessarily my fault; he was being an annoying little piece of shit. Osiris seemed already to be in “sleep mode,” where he recharges himself.
I fell asleep and sighed. I was depressed and happy at the same time. I got to go shopping, which few pokemon did with their trainers but then I was scolded for setting an annoying, smart-ass Persian straight.
I laid on my back, stroking myself with my paws, playing and twiddling with my nipples. As I did this, I thought of Osiris for some reason. The last time I did this after Growlithe had abandoned me for another, “prettier” pokemon
I closed my eyes and moaned slightly, licking my lips. I stroked my nipples and rolled around in the bed, sighing slowly. I stretched out my legs, beginning to moan loudly as I stroked my cunt gently, my nine tails curled around my legs as I inserted one claw through my cunt and twisted it around, pushing it inside and out. I removed some cum or discharge from my cunt and fumbled with it with my paw before tasting it. It actually tasted salty and sour.
I sighed and rolled around slowly before I removed my paw from my insides, soon enough I fell asleep.
(D)”Here you are!” I exclaimed, running towards the room. Osiris projected a hologram Umbreon.
“Where is Rachel?” I asked softly.
“She went out,” Osiris spoke. I sighed and reached out for the holographic Umbreon. Once I did, his face became fragmented and sparkling nothing filled my paw.
“I’m not a real pokemon,” Osiris said softly, expressing a level of emotion. I frowned and then coughed. My fur bristled.
“I don’t care,” I said sharply. I leaned to kiss him, but I did not directly kiss him, I only let my lips make the motion of kissing around his, and he did the same thing.
“Pretend to feel,” I sighed. I gently placed my paw on his image and nothing happened to his face, but when I stroked it, fragments broke off again. A tear drop fell from my eye.
“I told you,” Osiris said, withdrawing his hologram. I walked towards the monitor and pushed myself up against it, forcing my insides against the cold metal, stroking it and playing with the dials on the side.
“Can you feel that?” I muttered.
“No,” Osiris sighed. I let my tongue flicker out and lick it, squeezing my nipples on the monitor and pressing my paws against the dials.
“Can you feel that?” I whispered.
“I cannot.”
I sighed and let go. A tear rolled down my eye, there was nothing I could do…(/D)
My eyes flickered open. I was teary-eyed. It was just a dream, just a silly…perverted dream. Osiris wasn’t in sleep mode anymore.
”Good morning,” he said.
“Good morning,” I sniffed, and then flattened my ears against my head.
“Is there something wrong?”
“No, nothing you can fix actually,” I sighed bitterly.
“I’m doing an area scan.”
“NO!” I shouted suddenly. If he scanned the area, he would find blood and cum all over the satin sheets. I had a disgusting wet dream…about him. Why should I care? It was a stupid crush, it would all blow over…but it’s the fact that I had a wet dream about a computer. That was disgusting.
“Alright,” Osiris said. “You look like you were crying…bad dreams?”
“You could say that,” I softly said, “But I really was just tearing.”
“Oh,” Osiris said. I chuckled softly and blushed.
“As a computer, can you…do anything?”
“I can’t really do much but interact with you and recharge myself.”
“I see,” I said softly, “But I’m sure you can feel things right?”
“No, not really,” Osiris muttered, “I cannot feel like a real pokemon, I can’t feel sunlight, water, another person’s touch.”
I placed my paw on the monitor, “Can you feel that.”
“Well, I know your paw is the monitor, but I can’t feel it. Explain the sense of touch to me…”
I closed my eyes and thought about it before answering. “Touch is like…is…something that we can feel, something tangible we can grasp and we know its presence because we can feel it…like when rain pours down on my fur, I can feel it. It’s rolling down on my back, it feels like tiny feathers caressing me…do you understand?”
“Not really,” Osiris replied.
“I guess you need to feel something first before you I can explain it to you.”
There was an uneasy silence between both of us, until Osiris broke it. “Let’s start out battle tactic training.”
“Okay,” I said getting up.
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Fairy: Ugh…I can’t really do a smut scene with a computer, it’s unsightly and…just weird. But there is always something called Wet Dreams—those are fun! Nah, if any of you review, just give me a damn idea how a nine-tailed fox is supposed to do it with an interactive, holographic program. Until then, I am Fairy-Peacock, who might be writing the next chapter.
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Chapter Three:
Friendship
I never in my life had a true friend, until now. Only a few weeks passed with me hanging out with Osiris and we already became close. Sometimes or most times, he annoyed me, but other times, he was a useful teacher and listener.
I was with Rachel today, who was taking me shopping.
“I am very proud of your progress,” Rachel said, “So I thought I would reward you with a little shopping spree. Osiris says that you have been steadily getting better in your attacks and judgment.”
I blushed furiously, not because of Rachel, but it was what Osiris said about me.
We shopped all day, buying new foods, little trinkets, new clothing, some videos and pokemon popcorn and other things we both would enjoy. When we got home, I was eager to tell Osiris about our shopping spree.
“It was amazing what we bought,” I said reaching into the bag and pulling out satin material, it was black satin to match my fur; I pulled out some rubber bats and some delicious new pokemon food.
“It’s all thanks to you.”
“No, you showed steady increase in progress, so it’s thanks to you.”
I blushed and smiled and stroked the monitor. Then I stopped myself.
What the hell is wrong with me? I thought, I shook my fur and sighed and sat down on my pillow playing with my rubber bat that Rachel bought.
Later on, I went outside for some fresh air and saw Rachel’s face. She was talking to Starlet who was holding that Persian in her arms, with his shoulder slashed. Rachel looked annoyed and I knew I was in trouble. When Starlet left, Rachel turned around to face me.
“Why did you do that to Persian? He shows nothing but kindness and respect to you but you always turn him down, like every pokemon you ever met who had done the same! You selfish, arrogant brute! At least Persian tries! You want to grow up old and alone without any kits? Just get in your room, I never seen Starlet so upset,” Rachel scolded.
I felt ashamed and I hung my nine tails and walked back into the room and shut the door.
Maybe I shouldn’t have done what I done, but it wasn’t necessarily my fault; he was being an annoying little piece of shit. Osiris seemed already to be in “sleep mode,” where he recharges himself.
I fell asleep and sighed. I was depressed and happy at the same time. I got to go shopping, which few pokemon did with their trainers but then I was scolded for setting an annoying, smart-ass Persian straight.
I laid on my back, stroking myself with my paws, playing and twiddling with my nipples. As I did this, I thought of Osiris for some reason. The last time I did this after Growlithe had abandoned me for another, “prettier” pokemon
I closed my eyes and moaned slightly, licking my lips. I stroked my nipples and rolled around in the bed, sighing slowly. I stretched out my legs, beginning to moan loudly as I stroked my cunt gently, my nine tails curled around my legs as I inserted one claw through my cunt and twisted it around, pushing it inside and out. I removed some cum or discharge from my cunt and fumbled with it with my paw before tasting it. It actually tasted salty and sour.
I sighed and rolled around slowly before I removed my paw from my insides, soon enough I fell asleep.
(D)”Here you are!” I exclaimed, running towards the room. Osiris projected a hologram Umbreon.
“Where is Rachel?” I asked softly.
“She went out,” Osiris spoke. I sighed and reached out for the holographic Umbreon. Once I did, his face became fragmented and sparkling nothing filled my paw.
“I’m not a real pokemon,” Osiris said softly, expressing a level of emotion. I frowned and then coughed. My fur bristled.
“I don’t care,” I said sharply. I leaned to kiss him, but I did not directly kiss him, I only let my lips make the motion of kissing around his, and he did the same thing.
“Pretend to feel,” I sighed. I gently placed my paw on his image and nothing happened to his face, but when I stroked it, fragments broke off again. A tear drop fell from my eye.
“I told you,” Osiris said, withdrawing his hologram. I walked towards the monitor and pushed myself up against it, forcing my insides against the cold metal, stroking it and playing with the dials on the side.
“Can you feel that?” I muttered.
“No,” Osiris sighed. I let my tongue flicker out and lick it, squeezing my nipples on the monitor and pressing my paws against the dials.
“Can you feel that?” I whispered.
“I cannot.”
I sighed and let go. A tear rolled down my eye, there was nothing I could do…(/D)
My eyes flickered open. I was teary-eyed. It was just a dream, just a silly…perverted dream. Osiris wasn’t in sleep mode anymore.
”Good morning,” he said.
“Good morning,” I sniffed, and then flattened my ears against my head.
“Is there something wrong?”
“No, nothing you can fix actually,” I sighed bitterly.
“I’m doing an area scan.”
“NO!” I shouted suddenly. If he scanned the area, he would find blood and cum all over the satin sheets. I had a disgusting wet dream…about him. Why should I care? It was a stupid crush, it would all blow over…but it’s the fact that I had a wet dream about a computer. That was disgusting.
“Alright,” Osiris said. “You look like you were crying…bad dreams?”
“You could say that,” I softly said, “But I really was just tearing.”
“Oh,” Osiris said. I chuckled softly and blushed.
“As a computer, can you…do anything?”
“I can’t really do much but interact with you and recharge myself.”
“I see,” I said softly, “But I’m sure you can feel things right?”
“No, not really,” Osiris muttered, “I cannot feel like a real pokemon, I can’t feel sunlight, water, another person’s touch.”
I placed my paw on the monitor, “Can you feel that.”
“Well, I know your paw is the monitor, but I can’t feel it. Explain the sense of touch to me…”
I closed my eyes and thought about it before answering. “Touch is like…is…something that we can feel, something tangible we can grasp and we know its presence because we can feel it…like when rain pours down on my fur, I can feel it. It’s rolling down on my back, it feels like tiny feathers caressing me…do you understand?”
“Not really,” Osiris replied.
“I guess you need to feel something first before you I can explain it to you.”
There was an uneasy silence between both of us, until Osiris broke it. “Let’s start out battle tactic training.”
“Okay,” I said getting up.
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Fairy: Ugh…I can’t really do a smut scene with a computer, it’s unsightly and…just weird. But there is always something called Wet Dreams—those are fun! Nah, if any of you review, just give me a damn idea how a nine-tailed fox is supposed to do it with an interactive, holographic program. Until then, I am Fairy-Peacock, who might be writing the next chapter.