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P&H Inc.	By : Keltiel Category: Pokemon > General Views: 9898 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Tags - NoSex, OC
Tanner found himself standing in front of that same wrought-iron gate early the next morning. His stomach was in knots, and he wiped his sweaty palms against his khakis as he approached the call box, watching the security camera whir to life.
"Welcome back, Tanner," Elizabeth's cheery voice came through the call box, "have you reached a decision about working for us?"
He swallowed down the hard lump in his throat and answered. "Yes, um, I think I'd like to give it a try." He looked behind himself uneasily, worried that someone might hear or see, but the private drive was empty save for the neatly parked cars of employees, and a few bikes locked to a rack: one of them his own.
"I'll let you in then, and let me be the first to welcome you into our company's little family." The gate split for him and opened the way down the cobblestone path. The double doors didn't open for him this time, but Elizabeth still sat behind her half-moon counter in the entryway. She smiled at him and hung up the phone receiver. "Miss Katherine is ready to see you for your employment paperwork, but afterward you can meet some of our staff, and even get started right away if you'd wish."
Tanner gave her a weak smile back but left straight for the door to the right. He was hoping that his nerves would settle some with how professional the whole thing seemed. There wouldn't be paperwork if it were as shady as he thought it was, right?
Miss Katherine sat behind her desk just as he had first met her, but the usually empty desk's surface now had a small stack of immaculately straightened papers in front of his chair. "I'm glad you've decided to join us after all. I just need a few signatures on your employee contract, and then we can give you a tour."
He nodded before taking a seat, picking up the monogrammed fountain pen that sat atop the paper stack. A quick read through the contracts told him that they were pretty average: a promise to a safe work environment, open door policy for complaints, clauses about arbitration, and all of the other fairly common policies that allowed a company to run properly. The last one, however, made him pause. "A Non-disclosure agreement?"
"I'm sure you understand that a company such as ourselves—one who creates such niche products—must keep certain aspects of our business private. All in an attempt to prevent harassment of our employees in their day-to-day lives, of course. We take privacy very seriously here. Our products aren't even sold under the P&H name." Katherine explained, crossing her legs primly and setting her hands on her knees. How she could be so business-like when talking about pornography, Poképhilic pornography especially left Tanner feeling odd.
"Um, sure. I don't think I'm all that interested in talking to people about it anyway..." He mumbled, signing his loopy, cursive name on the rest of the lines. "If this business is so legitimate, why do you advertise it next to yard sales and teenage babysitters?" He finally asked, setting the pen back down on his finished contracts, none of which actually required him to work on a schedule, or even participate in any number of films. Although, there was a strict outline of how much money he would be paid for which acts that left him quite red in the face.
Miss Katherine's lips quirked involuntarily in a smile as she chuckled at him. She lifted one of her hands to her mouth to politely obscure the laugh and cleared her throat. "Tanner, this business obviously needs to employ a very specific type of people. We advertise in very specific places in order to find them, the main of which is our videos themselves: for people who are already interested in our products." She leaned forward slightly to slide his completed paperwork across the desk, glancing it over to ensure that he had signed everything properly. "The second of which, if I'll be frank, is a place where people such as yourself—those in need of quick money—are apt to look. Most of those applicants don't make it through enough screening questions to actually realize what we do here."
Tanner couldn't help but frown. They wanted him to work there specifically because he was desperate... that seemed a little low. He couldn't fault them too much, though, he did just sign a bunch of papers agreeing to fuck Pokemon for money out of his own free will.
"It looks like all of your paperwork checks out. Give me just a moment, and I'll have another employee show you around." She smiled at him, apparently used to the slight disapproval on his features. She picked up the phone from her desk, and after a short conversation she hung up and held out a hand to him. "Welcome to P&H Inc. I hope you enjoy your time here."
Tanner shook her hand hesitantly and glanced over as a door to their left opened up. A man stood there, glossy black hair cropped short, and an athletic body build. He gave Tanner a pointed look and nodded towards the door in an 'over here' gesture. Tanner obliged, giving Miss Katherine a polite nod before he walked out the door. "Hi..." He looked up at the taller man, cheeks flushing at his handsome, angular features.
"Hey, Tanner, right?" He asked, not waiting for any kind of approval, "I'm Mark, been workin' here for a while now. I'm gonna show ya around the place." He grinned at him and walked across the hallway, opening up some large double doors into a cafeteria. "This entire bottom floor is made up of employee areas. Obviously, there's the main entrance and Kathy's office. She's also got like, an apartment attached to it that she doesn't let anyone in, so she lives here. Otherwise, we got a commissary here where everyone can eat. Ya get two free meals as long as you're workin'."
Tanner followed him into the large cafeteria. Other than the tables and chairs looking fairly more expensive, it was rather normal. There weren't a lot of people or Pokemon within, and the few that were sitting at tables or getting meals up at the lunchroom counter were generally ignoring them both in favor of their food. He could see a Magmar behind the counter working with food as a woman served it. A Scyther, Houndoom, and Lilligant sat amongst a few women and a man, all busy eating.
"You can introduce yourself to people later, right now I'd rather make sure ya know your way around'." He led the way back out of the cafeteria and took him down the hallway and into an open space with plenty of couches, chairs, Pokemon beds, quite a few TVs, and even a PC. More people and Pokemon were in there, seeming to enjoy some time off from filming. A Pidgeotto, Ariados, Gardevoir, and a Prinplup were among them.
"How many Pokemon are here? And ... what kinds?" Tanner worried a little about the logistics of sex with something like an Onix. That wasn't something that happened, was it?
Mark looked down at him and seemed to ponder the question. "I'm not sure on how many, I mean, we've got males and females of almost everything except legendaries, baby Pokemon, agender Pokemon, and... uh, ones it would be difficult to house or film, like Wailord." He scratched his cheek a little and nodded to himself.
"Oh..." Well, that seemed... better, he guessed. Tanner followed him further into the large building where he was led to a large locker room with a shower room attached to one side, and a room full of toilet stalls and sinks on the other.
"This is the last of the ground floor, a place to get cleaned up before and after shooting. Otherwise, upstairs and downstairs are full of sets, so don't go there unless you've got a shoot to do. Outside are plenty of more natural areas for the various Pokemon, and a lot of shoots also happen outdoors, so try not to walk in on any filming. They get pretty pissed if you ruin their scenes," Mark explained, looking at Tanner after a moment of hand gesturing. "So, what's your preference?"
Tanner's brows knit together, slightly confused. "Preference...? On where I'd like to be filmed?" He wasn't sure he felt comfortable doing it outside in the dirt and bugs. He wasn't an animal.
Mark chortled and clapped him on the back. "Nah, like men or women. We need to know what to set ya up with before we get started." He smirked when Tanner's cheeks turned red.
"Um, I... prefer men," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. He'd had a lot of bad reactions to men like Mark finding that out before; he hoped he wouldn't have to deal with that here.
"Okay, cool. We'll set ya up with males first then, but just so ya know, your sexuality towards people doesn't always translate over completely. I mean, I'm totally into human women, but sometimes I don't mind a good dicking from a Pokemon." His eyes took a mischievous glint, "I don't think we have any gay men who like female Pokemon right now, but we got a few lesbians who are kinda like me." Mark grinned at him again, laughing as Tanner's blush crept up to his ears. "C'mon, ya gotta relax a little. Workin' at a place like this, sex is a pretty normal topic."
Tanner tried to swallow down the lump in his throat. He felt so out of place here, especially since everyone most definitely had more sexual experience than him. Though the thought of the handsome, athletic man beside him taking it from a Pokemon left him thirsty in a way that confused him.
"Since we're here, ya might wanna take some time and use the toilets and shower. I'm not sayin' that ya have to start shooting today, but it's an option, and everyone enjoys a clean partner," Mark persuaded, gesturing to either side of the locker room they stood in. "When ya shower, feel free to use a locker. Any of the ones with a key attached aren't in use, so just stuff your things in and take the key with you. Towels are provided, grab one beforehand if you're shy, and there's a laundry shoot over there."
Tanner gave the man a mortified nod. Was this really what his life had turned into? Casual conversations about sexual hygiene while in a pornography studio? He slowly left towards the toilets, unsure if Mark was going to follow him in at this point. Thankfully, the larger man simply took a seat on one of the locker room's benches, seemingly content to wait for him.
The toilet room was lined with stalls on one side of the room while the other was lined with sinks. On the sink side was a large closet labeled 'SUPPLIES.' Curious, he opened the bi-fold doors. While there were mundane but useful items such as bandages, burn creams, and other medical supplies, there was also a shelf that left Tanner feeling embarrassed: a shelf full of nothing but disposable enemas.

Mark was lying down on the benches by the time Tanner came back out, relaxing with his hands settled on his chest and his legs spread to either side of the bench he was on. "Find everything okay? There're also soaps and shampoos and crap in the showers that you should use, special formulas or whatever to make sure it's okay for sensitive people and Pokemon." He placed his hands beneath his head as a makeshift pillow, eyes closed as he waited.
"Okay, thanks..." Tanner stepped over to a separate row of lockers from where Mark was lying down and opened one of them with a key sticking out of its lock. He stripped, hoping that he wouldn't run into anyone if he were quick. He stuffed his clothes into the locker without a care for folding them and hurried into the shower room with his locker key's coil around his wrist.
"Whoa there, quick stuff." A female voice startled Tanner as he turned into the showers. A woman with long blonde hair stood in front of him with a towel wrapped around her figure. "Watch out before you run into someone." She smirked, brown eyes taking in his nudity.
"Sorry! Sorry," 'Oh Arceus, am I sorry,' Tanner cupped his hands over his genitals and quickly stepped around her, avoiding her gaze as he went into the showers and grabbed a towel off the shelves to cover himself. He could hear her laughing at him, although it sounded amused instead of hurtful.
"Is Kathy sure about this new kid? He seems pretty shy." He could hear the woman speaking to Mark as she left his sight, and he worried that the whole conversation would be about him. Taking a deep breath, he tried to push it from his head as he opened another 'SUPPLIES' closet. This one was full of individual-use soaps, shampoos, conditioners, shaving creams, razors, and hard body wax. Was he expected to be completely smooth?
"Hey, Mark?" He called, worried about some unspoken rule of hair removal. He still jumped far much more than he thought he should have when the man stepped into the shower to answer him.
"Need somethin'?" Mark asked nonchalantly, leaning against the door frame as if it was the most normal thing in the world to speak to someone wearing nothing but a towel. He seemed to give Tanner's body a cursory look over, although his expression didn't change.
"Uh..." Tanner suddenly felt vulnerable standing there with almost nothing on and his only escape route cut off. He didn't imagine Mark meant to be, but his presence was quite intimidating for the slighter man. "The... grooming... supplies," he cleared his throat, "are they an um, requirement?"
Mark smirked at him, his blue eyes filled with amusement. "Nah, you can be as hairy or smooth as ya feel like, although I'd suggest at least keepin' your pubes trimmed. It's nicer to look at, and it makes everything seem bigger." He grinned as Tanner flushed a deeper shade of pink. It was getting pretty fun to see how embarrassed he could make the younger male, at least while it lasted.
"Thanks," Tanner breathed out and snatched up the supplies he would need. He already kept himself neatly trimmed out of personal preference, even kept his balls nice and smooth because he liked the feel of it, so at least he wouldn't have to worry about that. He'd have to keep in mind, however, that he could keep up his personal hygiene here; it might even save a little bit of money if he didn't have to buy grooming supplies for home.
The showers themselves were open and exposed, lining most of the walls except for where the towels and supply closet were kept far enough away not to be hit by any errant water. He could hear Mark leaving the room as he placed his towel on the small shelf beside the shower head along with his soaps. He washed up thoroughly with the neutral scented products, careful to wash away any hint of his home products before he rinsed and dried off, grabbing a disposable comb from the supply closet to tend to his hair.
His locker was thankfully private as he redressed, and he went back to Mark when he was finally finished. The older man was playing on his mobile as he lay on the bench where Tanner had left him previously, using his finger to swipe the screen as he made shooting noises with his mouth. Tanner couldn't help but let out a small chortle at the scene but jumped when Mark looked over.
"Oh! Good, you're ready." Mark tapped a few things on his phone before he slipped it into his pocket and got up from the bench, stretching. "C'mon then, I'll show ya to the set. They wanna make sure you're comfortable in it before all else, so ya don't look too nervous when ya start your first shoot." He led him back out of the locker room and up some stairs from the lounge area to a long hallway with numbered doors on either side. "Here's the one that's ready for ya." He gestured to the door marked '1' and opened it for him.
Tanner stepped in the room at Mark's ushering and gulped as he saw the amount of people inside. A woman stood with a small microphone headset on, talking with a few camera and sound men and women while another man made sure the set's bed was well-made and lint free. 'All of these people are here to watch me have sex... with a Pokemon... for money.' The thought of it made him feel queasy, and he looked to Mark for some semblance of comfort.
Mark didn't seem to notice Tanner's uncertainty as he walked into the room after him, letting the door shut. "Hey, Alice!" He called for the headset woman's attention and grinned when she looked over annoyed. "This here's Tanner, the new guy you're gonna be shooting." Mark pointed at him, and all eyes followed.
He gave them all a sheepish smile as his stomach lurched, and he tried his best to swallow down the rising bile. It wouldn't make the best first impression if he threw up all over their shoes. "Hi," he managed to squeak and immediately blushed at the girlishness in his voice. He could see the camera and sound people smirking at him, and his stomach churned again.
Alice gave him a pitying smile and walked over. "Don't worry, Tanner. Everyone's a little nervous their first time. I'm Alice, and I'm sorry that you ended up with Mark showing you around." She held out a slim hand and shook his gently. "Feel free to look around, get yourself acquainted with what a set is like. This one's really simple because it's for our amateur videos, but all of the lights and the camera and sound equipment is all pretty standard if less than usual."
He nodded, although the thought of the current crew being minimal left him uneasy. He walked around the room slowly, watching as the cameras followed his movements. The set itself only had a bed, a nightstand, and a lamp that wasn't even plugged in. All of the lighting came from above, where studio-quality ceiling lights shined from all angles to prevent shadows. It was almost surreal to be at the center of everyone's attention; he had never played a solo part while in drama.
"Go ahead and relax, Tanner. Just imagine that you're the only one here. There aren't any of us; there aren't any cameras. It's just you in your own room." Alice instructed from her place off set, although her eyes narrowed at Mark when he gave Tanner an encouraging thumbs up.
He took a deep breath and tried his best to block out all of the set equipment and the people watching him. He took a heavy seat on the bed and ran his hands over the soft, downy comforter before he lay back on it, closing his eyes to take a moment to clear his thoughts and breathe. He heard the door open after a moment and sat up, looking towards it curiously. The bright lights obscured most of the off-set in shadows, making it easier for him to imagine himself alone, but harder to see whoever had entered or left.
A Golduck stepped onto the set and out from the shadows, his blue skin slightly shiny under the bright lights, and his carmine eyes settled directly on Tanner.
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