Perspective Shift: Daisy

Note: This takes place earlier in the day, not long after Red receives Aerodactyl from Brooke.

“Hm hm hm hmm hmm~.” You hum to yourself, putting the finishing touches on tonight’s casserole before sliding it into the oven. ‘Let’s see… fifty minutes to an hour…’ You set a timer for forty-five minutes on your phone, then leave the kitchen and walk back through the dining area and into the living room.

This has essentially been your life for the past few years; cleaning, cooking, gardening, laundering… you’re basically the Oak family housekeeper. You don’t have any problems with this, frankly you’re happy your family lets you do it. All three of them are terribly messy, no good at taking care of themselves or keeping things tidy. You shudder to imagine the state of this place if you weren’t around!

Plus, it allows you a relaxed, easy life. Your Grandfather said you could have that anyway, without the work, but you would feel far too much like a layabout then. And probably get quite bored, honestly. You don’t have any grand ambitions with Pokémon - be it research or battling - like the rest of your family. You just want to take care of people, of your family. You would like to… expand your family, certainly, at some point, but there’s no rush.

Once back in the living room, you turn your attention to the television and see that Red is back on! You had watched his battle with Brooke, and he and his new friends forfeit - which had been quite… entertaining - but after that, he had gotten called away by the gym leader, leaving his friends to do the subsequent interviews.

Now, though, he is back on screen and seems to be partway through an interview… with Tits McGee! ‘Oh wow, congratulations Red!’ It’s a big deal to talk to the nation’s most famous reporter, you get a ton of exposure… and to feel her up, which admittedly seems like a lot of fun.

“She gave me an Aerodactyl to take care of, said she needed a good trainer to raise it for research purposes.” The reporter’s breasts fill Red’s entire hands with ease, his fingers and even his palms sinking into her pliant titflesh.

Wow, an Aerodactyl? Grandfather will be thrilled! Hopefully Red brings it by for a visit sometime.

Ms. McGee’s eyes widen. “A Fossil Pokémon!? Wow, Brooke must really have a high opinion of you. Most of those are given to researchers or very powerful trainers like Brooke herself. I believe Lady Violet and her brother were each given one as well.”

Oh, is that so? Blue probably knows that, she is a huge ‘Lady’ Violet fangirl, even if she tries to hide it. Her room has multiple posters of the Cinnabar Island superstar, as well an autographed photo Grandfather had gotten… and a body pillow with the young woman’s likeness on it. Mother teases Blue for that one endlessly… even you can’t help but poke fun at her obsession on occasion. She acts about Violet the same way Red does about Erika, though she would never acknowledge the similarity.

“It feels like a little much to trust me with, but I’m going to do my best.” Red says, kneading Tits’ huge marshmallows like dough, and rolling his thumbs over her large nipples.

Given the reporter’s light blush, this must be quite enjoyable for both parties, though she does not react otherwise. Idly, you bring a hand up to your own bust, lightly feeling up one of your C-cups… does he think yours are big enough? Or are they too small for him? He seemed to enjoy them… before. Now you are the one blushing, remembering the passion you shared with your young neighbor earlier this week.

Tits’ face is even pinker now, and her breathing quickens just a little. “Incredible. Last question; what is it with those ‘heart’ pictures you keep taking?”

Your ears perk up at this; those pictures, that you had started. The ones Red has now taken from Blue, Brooke, and that girl - Kayla, was it? - as well… What exactly did you start?

“They’re… like my trademark, I guess. My ‘thing’. I’m a heart-stealer.” Red says, gripping Tits’ left boob firmly and lightly twisting the nipple on her right, earning a very small gasp.

You giggle at his words coming out of the TV. A bit campy, but adorable, and just the kind of thing he’d come up with.

“I see. Watch out ladies, he may be coming for your heart next!” The gorgeous reporter says, winking into the camera. “Well, that’s all the time we have for today folks. Thank you so much for the interview, Red. Hope we can do it again sometime!”

“I hope so too! Thank you!” The young man says, smiling brightly through flushed cheeks. His eyes never leave Tits’ boobs, and you don’t blame him one bit.

The interview ends, and you shut the TV off when you realize that the next program is nothing you care about. Your mind idly wanders to one of the last things the reporter just said… ‘he may be coming for your heart next!’…

He may have already. You’ve been thinking about him a lot lately, even more than you had been before. He’s honestly always been on your mind frequently, though it used to be out of affection for a neighbor and a friend, as well as concern for a shy boy who your sister bullied. But, lately, other thoughts about him have filled your mind, even before you had sex with him… said thoughts are probably why you even did that. It wasn’t something you had planned, but when you saw him leaving town, you suddenly realized; ‘It has to be now.’ If you really wanted a chance at him, you had to strike before he left Pallet.

A chance at him, huh? …He’s grown into quite the handsome young man, and you found yourself idly staring at him whenever you saw him around town before he left, often wondering just how much of a man he could become. Such fantasies haven’t been a part of your life since Arthur disappeared, unless they were about him returning, so these thoughts quickly overtook you. You’ve accepted… you’ve accepted the fact that, in all likelihood, your boyfriend will never come back to you. That you need to look elsewhere if you ever want to be happy… to have children someday, which you desperately want to do.

Red reminds you of Arthur quite a bit; gentle, kind, strong, a different type of handsome though… he is your type, no doubt about it. Hopefully he might… make you his girlfriend, or at least a girlfriend of his, at some point. If he’s interested. Would he be interested? Probably… he seemed enamored with you, though that may have just been because you were his first. Either way, you suspect that you may have to make the first move, which will be difficult while you’re stuck in Pallet Town… how to handle this?

It’s a bit difficult to think right now, as watching Red’s interview with Tits McGee and thinking about the handsome brown-haired boy has made you… aroused. Should be about thirty minutes until you need to check the casserole…

Blushing with embarrassment even though there’s no one home, you quickly head up to your room on the second floor, locking the door behind you. Once inside, you boot up your computer and retrieve your hidden treasure from within your desk; a 7 inch pink dildo. It’s not like you would get in trouble for owning this, Mother would just tease you relentlessly. So you hide it.

Your PC now on, you pull up the website you’re looking for; a collection of Pewter City Gym forfeits. And of course, the triple-forfeit from earlier is already here, having been uploaded swiftly. You pull your light blue panties down and off, flipping up the green skirt you’re wearing, and play the video. Leaning back in your chair, you begin slowly rubbing your folds with one hand, the other bringing your dildo to your mouth. You start with a few long licks, lightly wetting it before inserting it into your mouth. You watch the foursome unfold, both trying to enjoy yourself and end this quickly; there’s a casserole in the oven, after all.

As time goes on though, the video in front of you loses your attention, and you instead start focusing on fantasies. Red is the one teasing your flower and building your lust, the one whose penis is in your mouth…

‘Give it to me, Red…’ The thought floats through your mind, and you pull the pink dildo from your lips. You move it down to your wet sex, and start slowly pushing it in… You moan at the intrusion, sliding the dildo halfway in… before jamming the rest in with a single thrust. ‘Ah! You beast!’ You let your imagination completely take over, as ‘Red’ starts to fuck you quickly, eager to make you cum.

Almost unbidden, your other hand that is slick with juices from rubbing your lower-lips comes to your mouth… and ‘Arthur’ shoves his cock between your lips. You push your fingers as far in as they can go, tasting your own sweet nectar and pretending it’s your missing lover’s pre-cum. You gag lightly, though the oral penetration is nowhere near as deep as it would be if this were really his cock… Timing your movements, ‘Red’ and ‘Arthur’ start pumping in your holes in tandem, making you squirm under their combined attentions.

The hand in your mouth moves again, subconsciously, and travels downward. You know what he wants, so you readjust yourself in your chair, giving ‘Arthur’ access to your rear entrance. This isn’t your first foray into anal pleasure, and your first wet finger slips in with only a bit of discomfort. Your boyfriend and your neighbor begin to fill both of your holes, bringing you more pleasure than you can handle as you moan loudly into your empty house. The second digit digging into your anus does it, and you scream out their names as you climax hard.

“RED! ARTHUR! RED! CUMMING!” Hopefully no one is walking by outside, though you aren’t even thinking about that at the moment. “Arthur… Red…” Murmuring their names as you come down from orgasm, your pleasure is quickly replaced… by pain. A deep, dull heartache that makes tears form in your eyes. “R-Red… Arthur…” You’re sobbing now, weeping as you think about the man you love and… the young man you…

If only they hadn’t left. They both left. The pain of Arthur’s disappearance melds with thoughts of Red leaving on his journey, which is unfair to the boy. He’s following his dreams, he hasn’t abandoned you…. But your heart still hurts thinking about how long it will be until you see him again. If only you had a flying Pokémon… but no, Mother won’t allow it, and Grandfather is too scared of angering her to sneak you one. Maybe Blue can get you one, someday… or Red will come back on one, here to steal your heart again…

You shake yourself out of your melancholy. ‘This is pathetic, Daisy. Get a hold of yourself. You will see Red again. And when you do, you’ll tell him. Tell him you want to be more than neighbors, more than friends. He’ll have **** but to accept; you’re beautiful and you've always been nice to him!’

After psyching yourself up and redressing, you head into your adjoining bathroom to wash up a little and clean your dildo. You still feel a little… hollow, but you just have to push on and be ready for the next time you see Red. As for Arthur… sigh, it would be best if you could just forget him… though that’s easier said than done.

You go to check how much time is left on the timer you set, but realize you left your phone downstairs… Oh crap! The casserole!