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CHAPTER: Lights, Camera, ACTION!

A Surskit? I was so unfamiliar with the Pokemon I couldn't even manifest an image of the creature in my head. Mystica had described this Pokemon as boring, generic, and popular- yet I had no clue what it was. All I knew about it from memory was that it was from the Hoenn Region and that it was… a water type? Even the last point I wasn't sure of.

Mystica's bright, eager smile shined back at me as I stared at her in a mixture of curiosity and confusion. By this point, some of the other Golden Short Boys had realized that Mystica and I were discussing something "business-related" so they scattered, their part in the previous scene apparently done.

Except for the one dude, who'd be playing her boyfriend. He was...well, beefy would be the easiest descriptor. He was tall, pale but lightly sun-kissed, with wavy blonde hair held back by a headband. His muscular chest was wrapped in a thin tank-top that revealed a bit too much of his body for my liking. The veins on his arms were very prominent, and his chest was like a barrel. The guy's eyes were hidden by a pair of sunglasses. Of course, he wore gold shirts. He placed his glasses on a nearby table as he approached.

"Suh dude," he greeted with a good-natured smile, his voice lazy. He pointed in my direction with double finger-guns.

Mystica smiled, and she tugged the guy close - who stumbled slightly- tucking his arm in between her cushiony breasts. "This is Caleb, our partner in this scene."

I offered him an awkward "Nice to meet you too."

He stared at me, then he grinned. "You're cute. I like you."

I wasn't so oblivious that I couldn't sense the gay intent radiating from this dude's pristine white smile. "I am, and I'm also not into guys, so don't even try it."

Caleb seemed surprised, but he snapped out of it quickly, retorting "You think I like fucking chics? Get rid of any idea in your head that makes you think you have a choice in anyth- UGH-"

Mystica slammed her fist into the dude's gut, rendering him speechless. He clearly hadn't been expecting it because he fell to his knees, the skin scraping on the rough poolside. Mystica's eyes were like fire as she knelt next to him, whispering in his ear. The violent display was incredibly telling. I wasn't going to fuck around with Mystica, and she certainly wasn't a friend.

An image of Luke in that room, alone with his Pachirisu forced its way into my mind and I felt chilled to my very core. Mystica probably knew about him, about everything. She was dangerous. I thought about Dia's words. Vanessa's top gals: I need to remember those names: Mystica, Noella, Spencer, Abby, Natasha… and apparently a few more, left unnamed. The most dangerous, depraved woman in this mansion, besides Vanessa herself no doubt. Cam's words echoed in my brain: "Vanessa isn't in charge here. She's fucked up, but someone else is her boss."

The Floatzel that had been fucking Mystica earlier - it had been floating in the water quite peacefully, seemingly worn out- now quickly darted to the pool edge, leaping out and landing nearby, yipping loudly. "Floatz! Floatzel zel!" Its voice was full of concern and its expression was fierce. Mystica merely glared at the worried Pokemon, disdain written all over her face and it cowered, backing away as if fearing being hurt.

"Squirt, s'okay, stand down...you know what will happen if you hurt her." Caleb groaned from the ground as Mystica stood up, crossing her arms on her chest, "don't worry about me," he uttered to the orange weasel Pokemon. Its big dark eyes glittered with tears and I realized he was its trainer.

My heart wrenched at this heart-breaking display, meanwhile, Mystica glowered at the exchange. Then she turned to me. "You'll do as ordered, and you'll keep your mouth shut. If you complain you'll get the same treatment he just did..." She ran her hand across the Pokeballs attached to her bikini bottom. "Or worse. Caleb, return your Pokemon and go that stupid little Surskit. Should be in the next room over. The Aqua ball."

Caleb just made a disgruntled noise, his soft blue eyes meeting mine as he did as he was commanded.

Caleb was someone now incredibly interesting to me. A gay man being forced to film heterosexual pornography, seemingly against his will. While his flirting had been a tiny bit uncomfortable due to my own orientation I had absolutely nothing against any sexuality. This guy sounded like a potential ally to me.

Fuck this! This place really made me sick. I'd thought Mystica was hot, but seeing her sudden physical violence and the lack of guilt in her tone, not to mention that she was threatening me...well, that made her a lot less hot. In this scene I was gonna have to pretend to be attracted to her, and jealous that this gay guy was getting to fuck her. I wasn't jealous, I felt bad for the dude! I hated this chic and every other filthy pervert in this mansion. But I couldn't let that show. I had to use that hatred, that anger I'd long since felt festering inside me, and weaponize it. I decided that I would get serious about this little pornography scene because I didn't feel like ending up on this violent woman's shit list. And I didn't want to end up in one of those empty, hidden rooms full of toxic poison like Luke... I'm not an actor, but I'd have to be a damn good one if I was going to make it out of here with my friends and loved ones alive.

"He's lucky he gets to fuck you," I muttered resentfully, taking a risk by speaking out of turn.

It worked. Mystica's cruel expression softened. So, another shallow and vain bitch. No surprise there. She smiled and tucked some of her cerulean ringlets behind her ear. "He sure is, but shut it, soft boy."

Soft boy huh?

I looked over and stared at myself in the water. I'd never considered myself soft anything. I was tall, lanky, and awkward, with long, almost-black hair and light brown skin. In fact, I thought lately I'd looked a bit harsher than usual. I mean, my body was riddled with slightly healing cuts from Juliet's talon-like nails. Parts of my face were soft for sure- My eyes, just as brown as my skin, were surrounded by thick lashes and my lips were somewhat "luscious" but my body was all skin and bone. My face was all sharp angles...it was perplexing. I scratched the back of my head and sighed.

"Aww, don't be too disappointed, cutie. Nothing personal. You've screwed Vanessa and you think I'd let you screw me? That woman is surprisingly territorial. It'd be a death sentence if I didn't get her permission first. And I don't like to ask for anything. You belong to her now, you do realize that?"

"Yes ma'am." I didn't belong to anyone but myself. I bit back that sharp retort, keeping my eyes on the ground.

"I see through you, you know. Manipulative cutie. I'm a psychic-type trainer, and I'm rather adept at sensing people's feelings, so I know you don't actually want me. But I must admit, I love your ambition... trying to seduce me to get what you want. You certainly know how to make a woman feel good with your words, how to make a woman want you. I saw the way Noella looked at you, never seen that before. Somehow you landed her. Not to mention our supreme leader, who is a huge fan of yours you know. Vanessa hasn't shut up about you since you met at the Fanclub. I heard you even pretended to reject her. Smart boy. That's how you hook a woman for life. You want to be an elite member of the Fanclub, I can see that. Keep it up and maybe you'll even get what you want. I did it the same way."

That was a lot of information to unpack.

I'd been convinced that Vanessa truly thought me "nothing special." That I was just another man to her. That that might not be the case was a chilling thought. I didn't want to be special or desirable to a maniac. Looking back at all my past experiences with women her advice about "rejection" seemed to be true. Rejecting Juliet, acting like she didn't exist, had only made the Harmon sister want me more. Marissa had never cared about the fact that I didn't want her, and Vanessa had gone out of her way to invite me back to the club, gone out of her way to get me in bed with her and Red Ebony...

Mystica's words had some truth to them.

I was curious about her psychic ability to sense feelings, as well as her connection to the Fanclub, but I didn't get a chance to investigate further, because Caleb returned with a Pokeball in his hand. His jaw was clenched, face red with rage, and he shoved the ball into Mystica's hands, then stood there with his arms crossed on that huge chest of his. I could tell he was biting his tongue, that he wanted nothing more than to hit this woman back. I don't think I've ever felt so much respect for someone. The idea of being forced to fuck a male made my stomach twist in all sorts of ways, I couldn't imagine being in Caleb's position, and probably just because Mystica prefers "buff guys" of which most of the Golden Shorts Boys weren't...I was curious about how the poor guy had found himself in this position, but for now, I had to focus on the film.

"Ever seen a Surskit, Avery?" Mystica questioned.

I shook my head.

She grinned. "Well, now's your chance to do that and more." She tossed the aqua ball through the air, and with that familiar flash of red light, an unknown Pokemon emerged. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head and I stared at it in shock. What in the world?! There was no way I was going to be able to screw that thing! It was so unbelievably small.

"Surskit Surskit!" It chirped quietly, staring up at me with curiosity.

My heart melted. It was so fucking cute I couldn't believe it! A tiny blue creature with a yellow-tipped head and four long, delicate legs. Its cheeks were rosy and its eyes were dark and warm, full of innocence and wonder. I could not fuck this Pokemon, it was as small as Lady had been as a Ralts!

Mystica was obviously amused. "Don't worry soft boy, she can take you. She's taken bigger actually. Quite a slutty Pokemon, don't be fooled by her innocent eyes."

Her "sensing emotions" thing was the real deal, it seemed. I'd have to be careful of that...if that was even possible. Her purple eyes now seemed more piercing and cruel as opposed to beautiful, like she was staring inside me.

"H-how is that possible?" I uttered in complete shock.

Mystica snorted. "Vanessa mentioned you were new to Pokemon sex but jeez...Pokemon are made for being fucked you know. Their pussies can handle anything if they want it. Ever wondered how Pokemon can breed with others more than double to triple their size?"

Juliet had told me something about that once. I'd disregarded it, cause it'd just been too unbelievable...but maybe it was true.

I stared at the "slutty" Surskit...who was now heading towards the pool, chittering her name.

Caleb caught her before she could delve into the waves, he stuffed the adorable water-type in the crook of his elbow. He walked over and handed her to me. My hands shook slightly as I took the gentle creature in my hands. She was warm to the touch, her blue skin slightly wet and smooth...she was basically a water balloon with limbs, and I was going to fuck her?

I felt an intense throb between my legs. Against my will, my dick was stiffening. Was she really going to be able to take me? All of me?

"Fucking pervert," Mystica grinned, and I stared at the two other humans like a deerling got in headlights.

"I-I'm not," I protested, but there was no point lying to Mystica about my feelings.

Caleb gave me a sympathetic look but said nothing.

"Let's get this scene started, then."

The only other golden short boy that'd stayed had been the cameraman. He'd been drinking a cup of lemonade, completely disinterested, and listening to music with a pair of headphones at a nearby table. Caleb walked over to him and got his attention, apparently letting him know the "film" was about to start. The guy finished his cup of lemonade, gave us a thumbs up, then grabbed his camera from the table and headed over. He was a pretty generic-looking dude, absolutely nothing stood out about him. I hadn't even noticed him sitting at that table, honestly, I'd thought it was just the three of us.

Just like that, it was time.

Regardless of what multiple people had told me I had so many doubts. Was I about to kill a Pokemon with my dick? The thought of such a thing happening was...well, calling the possibility distressing was beyond an understatement. It was downright terrifying.

Even so, I found the Surskit intoxicatingly cute. Apparently, her name was Sprite and she was so sweet it made my heart swell. This part of the porno was incredibly easy for me to do, it wasn't even acting. I was having fun playing in the pool with Sprite, regardless of Caleb and Mystica's presence. Surskit's could apparently walk on water, and she loved being tossed around. I wasn't all that strong but she weighed next to nothing. Every time I threw her across the huge indoor pool she squealed with delight then came sprinting back jumping on me, practically begging to be tossed again.

I couldn't help but smile with joy.

Until a sharp voice broke out. "Avery, did you forget the point of this fucking film? Pay attention to me, not that dumb bug." Mystica was snapping at me, "stop fucking filming," she snarled.

The poor camera guy did as bid.

Mystica scowled. "What happened to that boner of yours? Did you listen to a word I said? You're supposed to be staring at me, getting jealous, and preparing yourself to as you so nicely put it "Fake rape" her. This is about sex. Playing around and acting like a child, having fun, isn't fucking sexy Avery."

I stared at her, dumbfounded. "You SAID to have fun."

"I said to pretend to have fun and to focus on ME."

I knew I shouldn't retort but I couldn't help it. "If it's about fucking Pokemon I don't know why you're even involved. Who wants to get off to a film as dumb as the one we're about to do? It's ridiculous, it's stupid."

Caleb snickered. Mystica's face went red with rage.

"Enjoying feeling like a rebel, Avery?"

I smirked. "If you're so attuned to other people's feelings you should know that I do."

Mystica's face went blank with shock. She'd clearly never been so disrespected. "I'm telling Vanessa. I'll let her deal with your punishment."

She stormed off.

Caleb and the camera guy stared at me. The camera dude looked scared shitless, and he didn't say a word as he packed up his belongings and scrammed. Meanwhile, Caleb just continued to stare...then he burst into hysterical laughter.

"Hooooly fucking shit man. You're insane! Did you not see her punch my ass? You're dead!"

I didn't know what to say. I was honestly afraid. What was going to happen as a result of my actions, or lack thereof? Vanessa was capable of being incredibly inhumane. Was I going to end up just like Luke? Were Lady, Eva, and Chastity going to be turned into… Fuck! Why couldn't I keep my damn mouth shut!? I was scared shitless.

Sprite hopped up on my shoulder, and she leaned close, gently kissing my cheek. Or, well, a Surskit's version of one.

Caleb smiled gently. "I'm sorry, don't mean to scare ya man." His lazy drawl combined with Sprite's gentle, almost loving kiss, soothed me. "Mystica acts nice but honestly...I'd take an ass whipping from that man-hating lesbian Spencer over Mystica anyday. Sadly, she's a big fan of mine."

I nodded. "Yeah, she mentioned loving beefcakes or something like that." I forced a chuckle out.

Caleb's smile widened. "You're...different, man. The way that Surskit adores you, the way your backbone was steel when you back-talked that bitch Mystica...you're not like the others here, are you?"

He and I stared at each other with mutual respect and understanding.

"Nah, I'm not. Something tells me you aren't either." I ran my hand along the Surskit's head, and she trilled happily.

"Nah, I'm not either. But I also don't want a death wish so I'm gonna clear out of here before I get an ass reaming."

He started hopping out of the pool.

"Thought gays liked getting their asses reamed." I called out after him.

Caleb was laughing hysterically as he waved his goodbye and walked out the door.

Then it was just Sprite and I. She stared at me with those big black eyes, full of curiosity and concern. Guess I should just bring her back to Vanessa. I scooped her up and she cuddled against me. I brought her to the edge of the pool and started climbing up the ladder but she let out a loud squeal of protest, leaping out of my grip and back into the water.

"H-Hey! Swim time is over!"

She ignored me. In fact, the mouth-less little punk darted across the pool and stared at me from the deep end. "Surskit!"

Swim time was apparently far from over.

My racing heart calmed, and I sighed. Well, might as well have a bit of fun before Vanessa chopped my head off.

I spent the next hour playing with Sprite, with no sign of any other human. It was the most fun I'd had in a long time. I was never really a swimmer growing up, and I wondered why as I dove deep under the water with Sprite, chasing her through the waves and tossing her to the opposite side when I finally caught her. She was a rambunctious delight, and she rewarded me with all kinds of different cuddles and mouthless kisses.

The indoor pool door slammed open.

It was Vanessa…

And saying she was pissed was the understatement of the year.

She stood there in her white dress that hugged her body and breasts, and she glowered at me with dagger eyes. "What are you doing, Avery? You disobedient brat!" She'd dropped the nickname Avie. Her thunderous tone terrified me.

I'd been called charming before. If that was true...then now was the time to use that skill. Supposedly, Vanessa liked me. Probably even more than Luke, or any other guy she'd brought in here. I had to take advantage of that and try to calm her down before she did anything crazy. Like poison me and toss me in a basement. I brushed my soaked hair back from my face. "Swimming with Sprite, obviously."

"Surskit!" Sprite chimed in, hopping on my head.

I grinned. "See?"

Vanessa continued to glare at the two of us. Then, right when my confident grin started slipping, my racing heart simply too much to bear...her cold, angry expression softened.

"Ugh. You have no right being so frustratingly fucking cute. I sent you to make a film, Avery. Mystica tells me you not only disobeyed but you insulted the entire film concept entirely. You can't just-"

I swam to the edge and extended my hand out to her. "Then get in here, let's make a film. Can't expect me to want a loose slut like Mystica after getting a taste of you, mistress." I turned my charm up to 11 and gave her a naughty little grin. "You really think she and I would make money when you and I are a much better couple?"

Vanessa's eyes widened. And much to my shock...her cheeks turned red. So she was capable of that. Surprising.

"I...can't. There is so much that I need to do today, I'm angry that I even had to waste my time to come here and..."

I stared at her and frowned. "Even if I say please Mistress?"

Vanessa swallowed, and wet her lips. Her eyes gleamed with desire. "Well...you could try that."

"Please mistress," I said to her.

Vanessa sighed. And she sat on the poolside, put her feet in the waves. "Alright, Avie. I don't have time today but...you're off the hook this time. Even if I really wanted to watch you," she pouted.

"That's why I chose you, chose my adorable little Surskit. It'd be so cute...the two of you."

Vanessa was one crazy bitch.

I stroked Sprite's head. "I don't mind...you-knowing her. But the silly plot of the film... it just...I don't want to be involved in it. And neither does Sprite, right?" I scooped the Surskit up and stared at her, and she nodded and trilled.

"Surskit!"

Vanessa giggle-snorted as she watched the exchange, then covered her mouth, eyes wide. As if she was shocked the noise had come out of her. Well, that was weird. She stared at me. And she suddenly seemed half her age, young and insecure, as if she was waiting for my response. Was she so worried and self-conscious about a little snort like that?

"You're even cuter than Sprite you know," I teased her.

Vanessa turned her face aside. "You're the worst. Can't even be mad at you. No one makes me feel ..." She cut herself off. Her expression suddenly grew sad. "The truth is...You're...too good for this place, Avery. Far too good. I'm sorry that I did this to you. Truly."

I didn't know what to say.

Vanessa stared at me, seemingly miserable. "It's all so meaningless. All of it, all of this. Everything's so bleak, an endless nightmare. If only I'd met you sooner. Things would be different. But it's too late for all that. You make me feel..."

I waited.

"You make me feel human again. I wish I could let you leave. Should have when Juliet Harmon came looking for you. You should be free...but it's too late for that. You know too much and...I need you. Need the feeling you give me, like there are still good things left in this world no matter how evil I am, no matter how evil my orders are..."

How evil her orders were? This almost felt like a confession. My heart started racing. My skin grew clammy. If she was here, then that meant her "new guests" had been dealt with. Don't tell me...

"What did you do to Amara?"

I waited. I knew what her next words were going to be. The tears leaked down my cheeks. I pictured Amara Harmon, who I barely even knew. No, never had the pleasure of knowing. And I pictured my girlfriend's reaction when she found out. I'd known when I saw the look on Vanessa's face, known as I walked away from that table this morning.

Why had that stupid Harmon come here? Arceus, why?!

Vanessa's voice was barely a whisper..."I'm sorry, Avie...I killed her."

Everything changed with those three words.

Everything.