Harem: Mariza's Version

If you've read "How a Harem Saved My Life," you'll know who Mariza is. Of course, you don't HAVE to read it to understand the story, it's just telling about Chase's (protagonist in other story) friend Mariza, who has a harem of her own. Will this one be as good as Chase's version? Who knows, you should read it and see! Told in her POV.

Chapter 1: Blastoise

Hmm... I should give her hair more streaks and probably put the dialogue bubble right there. I really don't feel like redrawing that table again, anyway. Drawing a manga isn't easy. You have to be as patient and careful as possible unless you want your stuff to like kindergarten chicken scratch. Still, it's a fun thing to do and especially if you're trying to become and actual manga-ka, like me. What kind of manga I draw? Well, the hentai ones; yep, I said it. I don't know, they just seem...interesting to me. Of course, I keep this a secret from my parents and my younger sister. They can never find out what I draw. What I specifically draw? Well, bestiality is very popular nowadays, most specifically pokephilia. Why would I like to draw such strange things? Well, 5 years ago, when I was received my first Pokemon...

(Flashback)

I'm 13 at this time and it was early Christmas morning. I was in my room writing in my journal, not really being interested in the holiday other than the gifts. Mom suddenly came in. "Mariza, don't you want to see your present this year?" "Present?" Honestly, I didn't ask for anything this year. I was sure of myself I had all the things I needed so Mom having a present for me didn't too curious about it. "Yes, a present that I'm sure you'll like. Alright, come on in, you!" "Huh?" Come on in, what is she talking about? The present was alive or something? I didn't turn to look at her so all I heard were these heavy footsteps come in the room. "Mariza, turn around!" Curious already, I bothered to turn around and gapsed loudly at what I saw. It was a big, tall turtle with cannons on his back. He had a ribbon on his head to look like a present. "It's a Blastoise, a Pokemon! You're old enough, you should have one, no?" "..." I couldn't say anything, it was just so amazing. Now I knew alot about Pokemon but I've never actually considered having one of my own.

I got up and slowly walked up to him. He looked at me silently for a second before smiling. "Blastoise!" He gawked cheerfully. "Ah ha ha! Hi there!" I brought out my hand and he happily shook it and even pulled me into a bear hug. "W-Woah, ah hah hah!" "Do you love him?" "Y-Yes I do!" This was amazing! To have my very own Pokemon already... it's the best! For the rest of the day I spent it playing with my new Pokemon. He showed all kinds of cool moves and did some funny poses like those guys on TV. It was one of the funnest days of my life! Nighttime eventually hit and I plopped on the bed, getting back to my journal. Blastoise sat on the bed with me, sitting right behind me. "Haah, today was so fun today, wasn't it, Blastoise?" "Blastoise!" "Yeah..." I was scribbling in my journal happily. Then I suddenly felt Blastoise closer to me and then... "Gah!" He grabbed my boobs! "Wh-Wh-Wh-What are you doing?!" I mean, I didn't hate it or anything, but he took me by surprise doing that and I couldn't even write in my journal properly. He squeezed them so hard that I was starting to make these weird sounds. "C-Come on, I-I'm trying to..." He brought his hands to my nipples and squeezed them, making me shriek. "Heek!" Damnit, I'm sensitive there and I'm making all these sounds now. I...I didn't want him to stop, either.

"Bl-Blastoise..." There's no way I could stop now. I turned around and put my hands on his shoulders. "Does it feel...good to touch me?" "Blastoise." He nodded at me and began to lift my tank top off and pull down my bra. "Ah-Ah..." He placed his tongue to my nipple and curled it around while grabbing my other boob. I felt something hard pressing against my leg. I put my hand on it and began to stroke it without thinking. My door, I doubt it was locked. My mom, sister, or even worse, my Dad, could come in any second. They would catch us doing this together, him groping me while I give him a handjob. But this... this felt way too good for me to care at the moment. I slid my hand up and down his long, wet dick faster, making him grunt. He took my boob out his mouth and brought his hands to my shorts and zipped them down. "O-ohh..." He massaged the wet spot in my panties while using his other one to drag me into a kiss. "M-Mmn?!" It felt weird but I didn't back away. I felt one of his fingers slide inside my panties and slide them inside me, making me jump up. "Mnn!" My legs trembled and my mouth became wide open, letting him be able to slide his tongue in my mouth. He twirled his finger inside me while I increased my speed of the handjob faster. "B-Bbbb!" "!" He let out a loud grunt while still kissing me. I felt something hot and sticky plaster on my chest. "Haa..." I broke out the kiss from him to see tht it was cum. He breathed slightly and took his finger from out me.

"...Do you want to do more, Blastoise?" "Blastoise!" I slid my panties down and forced myself down. "Nnnghh..." It could barely fit and I grunted slightly in pain. Blastoise grabbed my sides and starting pounding me down. "Ha, ah!" This is unlike anything I've ever felt. I see bestiality stories and comics all the time, but to actually experience it, this feels much more better! "H-Harder, Blastoise. Please!" He nodded and slammed me down even harder, making me moan out more and wrapped my arms around his neck. His cock felt so good in me; there's no way we would only do this once. "Bla, Blastoise..." His voice was trailing off. Was he going to cum soon? "Inside is fine. Please do it inside!" "Bl-Blastoise...!" "Haa!..." My voice trailed out from the strong burst of pleasure as his hot liquids shot into me. "Haah, so good~."

(End of Flashback)

"Haah...Haah..." Oh no... just thinking about it is making me feel hot. I shake my head and get back to my drawing. "Gotta concentrate. Gotta concentrate!" Now I have more Pokemon than just Blastoise, but he will always be the most important, as he was my first Pokemon and the first Pokemon I've done...THAT with. "Blaaastoise~?" "Gwuah!" Shit, I get scared too easily. Blastoise came up from behind me, putting his hands on my shoulder. He must have been wondering what I was thinking about for so long. "Oh, I was just... thinking about something, that's all." "Blastoise! Blastoise..." He still looked like he wanted something. "Umm, is something wrong? Anything you want?" "Blastoise!" He pokes my chest; yeah, I know what he wants. "(sigh) I guess it can't be helped." Yeah, every since Mom gave me a Pokemon, I've had a much more fun life. Well, in many ways than one, I guess.

Geh ha ha! So how was that? Was it good? Hm? Hmm? I wonder if YOU think this should continue. Well, I hope you can tell me and I'll see you next time. By!