Chapter 5: Starting Over
"Where do I even begin?" I asked myself. Sitting on a couch, with my Kindle tablet in hand, I began to wonder just what in the name of Arceus I was doing. "Just why do I keep doing this? Have lousy beginnings to any of my stories, and try fleshing out everything to compensate for how terrible the first chapter is, only to feel overwhelmed trying to do so. Then in some misguided attempt, I abandon any of my work and try to write something better." I asked myself, turning my Kindle off, and trying to think."Perhaps you're getting frustrated at trying to make a compelling chapter 1 that gets people's attention?" I heard a familiar voice tell me. Looking up, I saw my oldest friend, a Milotic whom I had I named Beleza. Putting her head on my lap, she said "I think you're over-stressing about trying to please everyone, including your friends."Sighing, I picked her head up and kissed her, saying " You're right. As for my writing, I think I have to just push through my stress and lack of inspiration." Smiling, I looked up at the ceiling above my Milotic and I, as I said "Yeah, that's it. I just have to push through my lack of inspiration or motivation.""That's the spirit, Ethan." Beleza replied. "But something tells me that it's going to be a while before you publish this chapter, right?"Smiling, I said "You got it, dear. Thinking about it, today's the 30th of October.""What are you insinuating, Ethan?" She asked."That I should take my time, and write longer chapters. I know that I can write 5,000 words for a chapter when I push myself, maybe even 9,000 words.""Excellent to hear, Ethan." Beleza responded with a smile. "Just don't push yourself, and get sick about it.""I won't push myself, dear. At least not much as I did in the past. I wonder how long many Pokémon story writers have been playing the Pokémon series of games. Why, as of this chapter, I've only been playing Pokémon for about two years, while everyone else that has added me to their watch list has probably been playing since 1998. Eh, who am I kidding, I shouldn't be complaining about it because it's only a matter of time that everyone removes me from their watch list because they have gotten sick of hearing me mope about, beating myself up all the time. I just have to start writing." I said as I turned my Kindle and began to write...."So, what's your plan now?" She asked me, as she slithered onto the couch, and looked at my Kindle screen. "Well, I feel like asking you this, Beleza. What do you really think of me?" I had to ask her, looking straight into her red eyes."I think you're great, Ethan. You've meant a lot to me, but to be realistic, I feel that we've been nothing more than just friends with benefits, and for as long as we've been together, I have been longing for there to be more for us, than to be sex buddies to satisfy our respective needs." Smiling at her response, I closed my eyes, and pulled
her into a hug. "What's with the hug?""Thank you, Beleza." I replied, keeping my arms wrapped around her serpentine neck."For what?" She asked as she stroked my back with her tail.Letting go, and looking straight at her, I responded "For being honest with me.""Now I think I know why you got into writing." Beleza said, a smile growing on her face."I'm all ears for your guess." I replied."Once you got into Poképhillia, you also got into human x Milotic pairings, and you got disappointed by the very lack of trainer x Milotic pairings.""You got it. Why, I'll take any f trainer x m Milotic pairings by now." I explained. "Then it hit me.""What's that?" She asked."If no one else will make a male trainer x female Milotic story, I might as well do it myself. But I'm sure there will come a time where I'm not the only one that is writing trainer x Milotic stories." I said, sighing. "Does that also include Pokémon that you feel get no attention whatsoever, Ethan?" She asked, intrigued by the idea of me with different Pokémon."Exactly." I replied. "What I do not have planned is to use any cliché Pokémon.""Keep talking, there's more than that." She said, wanting to hear more from me."Ok, I kind of lied. I do have it planned for "cliché Pokémon" to appear in the story." I continued. "I don't want to say anything else since its too soon for me to do so.""I'm glad to hear." Beleza said with a smile."And I am going to retcon a lot of elements from the previous chapters. For example, the whole idea of me coming from a world where Pokémon don't exist, and me finding a way into the Pokémon world, that's out of there. And I'm only going to rely on flashbacks when they're only necessary, don't shoehorn them in, and perhaps use flashbacks as filler chapters.""That's the spirit, Ethan." She said suddenly, nuzzling her head against my shoulder."What are you doing?" I asked, surprised. "Don't tell me that you're feeling horny again.""I'm sorry. I can feel my heat kicking in again." Beleza said, her body, feeling warm, as she moaned somewhat."Okay, I'll help you." I responded, nodding. Turning off my Kindle, I got off the couch and gestured for her to follow me until we were in my bedroom. Putting my Kindle on a nearby desktop, I asked her "Want to be on top, or me?""Please be on top, my heat's making me feel tired." She reasoned, panting slightly. As I nodded, she slithered onto the bed, and lay herself out, the distinct pink colored fleshy sex of hers being blatantly noticeable in contrast to her creamy scales.Not wanting to deny her, I hastily removed my clothes, as I climbed onto the bed, and put my hips onto her crotch. Upon feeling my manhood, she began to wrap herself around me, and her tail drooped off the bed. Lowering her head onto my blanket, I gave her a kiss, as I grinded my hardening dick across her
scales, the mere sensation of my penis rubbing against multiple scales being a joyous wonder I can't really explain until I was completely erect."I'm ready whenever you are" Beleza said after we broke the kiss. Nodding, I slowly worked my dick into her overly warm and moist slit, moaning as I felt her powerful muscles pull me in, my senses blurring as my shaft was completely inside her. "Oh, yes." Beleza moaned as she suddenly grew tight. Smiling, I moved back, pulling my penis out of her as I felt the thick, bulbous head grind against her slick vaginal walls till only the head was still inside. "Ethan, could you be a doll, and go rough on me. I've always wanted to know what it's like."Rather than question, I just responded by immediately slamming my length into her depths, sending an intense jolt of pleasure through my dick. "Yes!" She moaned, as I felt her body convulse from the bliss. "Keep.....at.......it...." Smiling, I slowly pulled out as I teased her, feeling her vaginal muscles eagerly pulled me back in as I thrust even harder into her, gasping slightly as I felt her entire body begin to wrap tighter around me. "Ea...sy, dear. You're going...to break my bones...if you're not careful....""Sorry." Beleza responded with a light giggle as she lifted her head and kiss me, her lips feeling soft and gentle against mine in contrast to our hormonal actions. As we kissed, I caressed the individual scales of her body, as I continued my thrusts, her muscles growing tighter, the mere sensation doing a number to my member as it began to throb."Cum in me..." Beleza begged me, possibly feeling my orgasm come close. Nodding, I instantly sped up my thrusts, and she arched her head back onto the pillow, her body twitching with each hard thrust, a look of bliss on her face. Moaning, I slammed into her one last time as I came into her, feeling the rush of my semen expelling into her depths. Collapsing onto her body, I winced as her muscles squeezed my dick, milking me for every last drop of my seed. Exhausted, she exclaimed "That was amazing as always....we really need to rebuild our relationship, though...."Nuzzling her neck, I responded "We'll start tomorrow morning." I replied, before we fell asleep.Opening my eyes, I looked down at my Milotic, still asleep from our "session". Slowly pulling out of her, I even moved her serpentine body off of me and climbed off the bed. Gently stroking her head, she cooed in her sleep, and I walked over to my drawer, as I grabbed a change of clothes. Nothing special, just a pair of jeans, grey socks, dark red shirt, and a pair of white I'll deal with a shower later, I said to myself. As I went downstairs, I thought of what to make for breakfast and I wondered....just where do Beleza and I begin with rebuilding our relationship?"We're in Johto, Ethan. There should be a lot of different places we could visit." Beleza implored, slithering into
the kitchen. "I mean, we're at Ecruteak City now. Couldn't we check out the Burnt Tower?" "You just read my mind." I responded smiling, but at the same time bewildered....After having a quick breakfast, I threw on my grey double breasted trench coat, and we went outside to check out the Burnt Tower. Once we were outside, we felt a distinct Autumn breeze, and I saw my Milotic shiver slightly. Going back into the Pokémon Center room we were staying at, and questioned "What's up with the sudden cold?""I agree. I know that you hate to do this, but you might have to put me in the Pokéball ." Beleza reasoned. Nodding , I recalled her, and put her ball in an interior pocket of my coat, and rebuttoned the buttons on my trench coat, and tied the belt in a knot, as I walked back outside. Taking in the scenery, I smiled, seeing the beautiful city of Ecruteak.Honestly, I don't know why I wish to check out Burnt Tower. Perhaps we can find something interesting there. Oh well. I should get moving, I thought to myself as I walked out of the Pokémon Center, and thought to myself.....since my plan to rewrite this story has gone out the window, I might as well just continue this story.As far as I am concerned, the last 4 chapters have some level of relevance, but not of importance...well, except for chapter 4...eh, who am I kidding... I shouldn't be worrying about the quality of the previous chapters, I should focus more on the quality of the future chapters....