I was prepared for Noella's arrival the next day. I assumed morning duties were every morning, and I was right because there was a knock on the door around 9 am.

I'd already returned Eva, Lady, and Chastity to their balls and did a few other things to prepare myself for the incoming encounter as well. I was ready. Suppressing a grin, I called out to Noella.

"Umm...Noella? Come in!" I made my voice sound nervous and embarrassed.

My "plan" started here. Right now.

"Good morning, Avery, ready to face the...?" Noella had begun to ask the question in a sing-song voice as she opened the door to my room, but she froze when she saw my

current state.

My current state being: I'd just showered. My long-ish, dark hair was wet and draped down my shoulders, some of it hanging over my deep brown eyes. I was sitting on the edge of my bed, and I had my cock stiff in my hand. This too, was part of the plan.

Noella was a sex addict. And yesterday had been very telling. The troublesome maid had quickly changed from cold and disconnected to warm and humorous after a brief; and honestly, a half-hearted show of affection on my part.

According to Dia, she and Noella had been stuck in this accursed mansion for years now. In other words, Noella was starved of any real affection and she craved it. I hate to say it, but she was in an exploitable state of

mind right now, aka she made an easy target to manipulate and I planned to do just that.

Step one, seduce Noella. Make her mine.

Noella was staring at my dick, biting her lip. And she began to squirm in place, like just seeing it had turned her on.

I smiled at her shyly. "S-Sorry to ambush you with this... for some reason, it won't calm down..." I gently stroked my manhood, letting out a soft little moan and blushing. I met her eyes as I brushed some of my damp hair behind my ear. "Um...the reason I called you in is...well, Noella. Do you think you could maybe help me with this?"

Noella swallowed. I watched her tongue snake across her lips, like a Seviper ready to snatch up a Rattata. I knew that small motion was unintentional, that the depraved maid was genuinely hungry for my dick; after all, her eyes had been locked onto my junk since she opened the door. I didn't expect her to reject me.

"The mistress' Pokemon can help you with that, there's no reason for me to. Now, come on." Noella muttered as she turned her face away and walked back to the door.

I wasn't about to give up. Noella was attracted to me; I'm absolutely positive about that. You don't just suck the dick of a guy you literally just met for no reason- no matter how much of a sex addict you are. She found me hot. The truth is, I was starting to come to terms with the fact that I was an attractive man and I had a certain effect on some women- and Noella was one of those women. So, I thought quickly.

I had to make her feel like she was the only one that could help me, that a Pokemon just wouldn't do. I had to appeal to that hungry side of her. The predatory side. It felt like a lightbulb lit up in my head. This was gonna be easier than catching a Caterpie. I knew something about Noella- Something she probably hadn't admitted to herself yet, and something she definitely needed to be arrested for.

I softened my voice. Called out in a shy and boyish tone I knew she couldn't resist. "W-wait please... I don't want a Pokemon. I... Could you..." I squeezed my eyes shut. "Fuck... Mama Noella, please play with my ass again."

Noella immediately turned back to me, and her expression was shocked: golden eyes huge and wide. Her face transformed. One moment she was shocked, the very next hungry beyond belief. The same nasty expression she had when she raped those innocent baby Pokemon.

The purple-haired maid hastily undid her uniform, letting it drop to her ankles.

Even if I found her disgusting, she still had a beautiful body. All thick, womanly curves. But mentally, I couldn't be farther away from what was about to occur. I was actually alright with it, for once. I was in complete control. Lady had confidence in me, so I had to have confidence in myself. I had to get my babies out of here, and then we were going to see the whole world together.

Noella's face was dark with lust as she crept close, pushing my chest lightly. "I'll help...just lay back on the bed, sweet boy...and Mama will be right back."

I laid back as she ordered and watched with vague interest as Noella disappeared into the bathroom, then reappeared a few moments later, holding a razor, a water bottle, and shaving cream.

Oh fuck, please don't tell me...

Noella practically drooled as she took in my nervous expression. "Don't look so scared, it won't hurt. Mama just wants you to be nice and bare, like a cute little baby... don't worry. You'll feel soooo good. Trust me."

Disgust filled me to my core, and a distant kind of mute hatred. This crazy woman wanted to shave my junk and I knew the real reason why. This entire interaction, and the many ones I'd already experienced, confirmed my suspicions. All I had to do was act nervous, act embarrassed, act like I was new to things- act like a child. Noella was a predator just like Vanessa, but not the normal kind. In a way she was worse. Being human or Pokemon- that clearly didn't matter to Noella.

Here were some facts: Noella was the owner of a baby Pokemon rape farm, if what her daughter Dia told me was true. I also know that Noella is a disgusting mother who was currently teaching her kid to do crude, sexual acts to Pokemon instead of focusing on escaping. Dia had admitted it to me during the night of the baby Pokemon orgy. And that was the last thing, that Noella repeatedly had sex with baby Pokemon and other Pokemon that evolved via affection or friendship. And Dia told me Noella enjoyed doing those things.

She was depraved and had no morals whatsoever, and that was a mere understatement. Noella was a pedophile.

About two hours later, I had a fully shaved dick and a sore asshole. I can honestly say I didn't enjoy either. Noella was right that my dick felt good, bare as it was. I could feel more sensations than before. But it also made me feel like a baby, and Noella's crude expression as she looked upon it? Well, I wasn't a fan of that.

We laid in bed after we had sex. Much to my chagrin, the older woman wanted to cuddle. We did so for some time. Then, Noella wrapped her arms around my shoulders. She leaned over to gently kiss me.

"The mistress will be displeased if she finds out you didn't play with one of her Pokemon this morning. Second morning in a row." The purple-haired maid stroked my chest with gentle fingers, golden eyes staring into mine.

"Are you going to make me? Please...I don't wanna..." I put extra whine into my voice.

Noella smiled and shook her head, moved her hand up to run her fingers through my hair. "Shh, of course not. Not gonna make my baby do anything he doesn't want to. At least not today. We're going to get up, get dressed, and then I'm going to delete the tape of this morning. And then Mama's gonna make a special, nutrition-packed breakfast for her eager, curious little boy..."

As she spoke, Noella wiggled her hand under my butt and slid a finger in.

It took every part of me not to grimace. Instead, I blushed and turned away. "M-Mama, please... No more... later..."

Arceus, this is the worst. I better not have been fingered in the butt by a degenerate for nothing. If this plan doesn't work, I'll probably have a mental breakdown.

Noella visibly shivered as she saw my reluctant expression. She stroked my hair with her free hand, ran her fingers along my cheek, and down my lips. "Alright, no more. We'll continue later~" She pulled her finger out and giggled, climbing off the bed. "Get dressed, let's face the day together."

I threw my legs over the bed and pulled my little golden shorts on. Noella had her back turned to me. She was standing up and pulling her uniform back up her motherly body.

I was satisfied with all I'd done this morning, but I had to hit the nail into the coffin. Seal the deal. Make her mine for real, undoubtedly.

So I came up behind Noella. "Mama..?"

She turned as I put my hands around her hips, and gently pushed her back against the wall.

I pressed my lips to hers in a soft, sweet kiss. And then I pulled away, avoiding her eyes.

"Thank you for making my morning so wonderful," I said. "Please show me more wonderful things."

I was worried I'd gone overboard with that line. But apparently, it was just right, because the older woman actually turned red. And she smiled happily.

"For you, Avery...anything."

I expected Noella to delete the videos on her own. Surprisingly, and much to my joy, she brought me with her. I thought I'd have to talk her into it, but apparently I was seriously in luck. The dark-skinned maid led me through the house and then to a room at the end of one of the mansion's long hallways. She pulled a keyring from the pockets of her maid uniform. I made note of which one she was using: a huge, intricately carved silver key. She pushed it in the lock and turned it. Then she opened the door.

The room was intensely cold and quiet. Cam was inside and the source of the coldness was apparently his Froslass, which floated ominously and quietly beside him, seeming half-asleep.

Not so asleep that it was unaware though. No, it's eerie ice-blue eyes locked onto me the second I stepped into the room. I had no plans to hurt Cam, but the ice-type made me nervous anyway. The Froslass radiated this creepy, monstrous aura. Her eyes said they wanted to kill me. But I was going to have to get used to that feeling because Cam was part of the plan.

His heartfelt advice the other day was an indication that he, like me, didn't belong in this cesspool of a house. Hopefully, he'd help me. But I was going to be careful regardless.

Putting my scheming thoughts aside for a moment, I turned my attention to the rest of the room, and it stole my breath away. I already knew that Vanessa's mansion was massive. But I'd underestimated just how much was going on here. On the immense wall in front of us, there were hundreds of small monitors, each displaying different scenes and different rooms. I actually think I recognized a couple of people in them. Arceus, so many Pokemon were being fucked and recorded in this house right now, although a couple had apparently just finished having sex. Some rooms had multiple people and one Pokemon; one of which was a Lilligant, which I'm pretty sure was a rare-ish Pokemon from Unova, and four guys in golden shorts. They were all taking turns fucking the grass-type.

All these flickering, bright screens illuminated the quiet, dark room- and Cam was apparently keeping track of them all. I searched the wall and recognized one of the screens as my room, which was of course empty right now.

"Hey Noella," Cam greeted. The poor guy had just noticed us. He sounded exhausted, had he been doing this all morning and night? Eyes red and dark-rimmed, Cam blinked as he noticed me standing there as well. "Noella...what's the new guy doing here? This rooms off-limit-"

"I know the rules, Cameron. I've worked here for years longer than you, so shut it." Noella ignored his protest and pushed him away. Froslass watched with keen interest as Cam slid away in his wheely chair. Cam's expression became curious as Noella started furiously typing on the immense keyboard he'd just been sitting in front of. I tried to see what she was doing, but she was typing way too fast. Numbers and letters, a code? Who knows?

I didn't expect Noella to be good with technology. Then again, she was the head maid here- was it really that much of a surprise? She was probably good at a little bit of everything. I watched Noella, and the screens, as she typed. Multiple of them, including my room's, started going black.

"Woah! You can't just shut those off! Vanessa will kill us if we lose any footage, what in the world are you doing?!" Cam asked, glaring at her. Noella ignored him. More screens went black, flickering off. "Noella!?"

Noella smiled at the man. "Relax. If Vanessa asks, certain cameras are on the spritz and need a repair."

Cam sighed, rubbing his eyes. "...But they're not."

Noella laughed. "I know they're not. I'm telling you to lie, dimwit. Drink a coffee or something."

Cam seemed beyond exhausted as he slowly glanced at the two of us in turn. I met his gaze and spoke up. "Cam we're not doing anything shady. I just...kinda skimped out on my duties today. With the Pokemon, y'know? So Noella''s covering my ass."

Cameron stared at us for another half minute, then sighed. "Well, whatever. None of my business. You're new, and I don't want you to get in trouble. Besides, you seem like a nice guy- I'll lie for you. But Noella... you owe me one."

Noella shrugged, her expression sour. "Have it your way. Now that that's dealt with, let's go, Avery. Mama's gonna cook you that special, Alolan-style breakfast she promised."

Cam gave me a questioning look. He was suspicious of us.

Time for step two, turn Cam into an ally. Cameron was crucial to my plan. I needed him to record certain damning acts, and more than that, I needed him to delete and keep track of the footage going on in the mansion. I hadn't expected him to be some kind of over-worked security guy as well as a porn cameraman, so this was going to be even better than myI thought. Judging from Cameron's interaction with me the other day, and his overall disposition, he could be a permanent ally. Maybe even a friend. But I was going to be careful either way, trusting someone was an easy way to get fucked over.

To get on with this plan I just had to get Noella out of the picture.

"Hey, mama, would you mind if I talked to Cam for a little bit and then came downstairs? I have so many questions for him."

Noella cocked her head. "Questions for Cam?"

I'd already thought up an excuse. I scratched the back of my head and feigned embarrassment. "Well...I'm actually an amateur photographer. And I was thinking of maybe starting to film here too, rather than just do nothing, you know? Vanessa said Cam's really good."

The purple-haired woman's suspicions died just like that. She nodded and smiled slightly. "It's true. He's a pushover, but the man's a genius with a camera... alright, Avery. Meet me in the dining room when you're finished."

The maid turned away and walked out, closing the door behind her. Now it was just me, Cam, and Froslass.

Cameron crossed his arms and stared at me. "Ok. Now's the part where you tell me what's going on."

I chuckled. "Tell me why you're here, first. What did you do to make Vanessa turn you into a slave?"

Cam nodded. "A couple of years ago, my career took a nosedive. For...reasons...I disappeared for a few months. All my cameras were broken, and I couldn't pay my bills. Movers came in, emptied my house out, tossed all my shit. So, I had to start my career over from scratch. Because of Lass here, I got interested in Pokephilia. Things were going extremely well, I was making so much damn money...and then I got busted after a few amateur films and pics. You see, people recognized my style, knew it was me who took them- Was gonna go to jail and everything, but Vanessa 'protected me.' I'd worked with her on some pornos before, I considered her a friend until she made me get into these dumb ass shorts and start filming in this horror house. And, well, I've been here ever since."

I couldn't imagine being in this hell house for years. I could barely stand a few days. Crossing my arms, I stared into his eyes as I asked the next question. "So...you want to leave, then? Probably willing to do anything to get out."

Cameron's expression twisted with suspicion. He cocked his head, met eyes with Froslass, then turned back to me. "I know what you're doing. You're getting in good with Noella, and now me. And I saw the way you watched her hands while she typed, tryna remember the passwords and codes...so, you have a plan, don't you?"

"That depends, you want in?"

Cam glanced around like there were eyes in the walls. "You really think you can get us out of here?"

"I know I can. If you help me, that is."

Cam's eyes brightened. Life glinted in them, like hope was flickering inside him. A dull flame for now, but it would grow. Grow large as a wildfire, as this house burned. I stuck my hand out, and he shook it. "So, what's the plan?"

"We'll take more later. For now, Noella's waiting for me. Gonna try to get Dia to help-"

"Don't!"

I stared at him, shocked by his outburst. Cam was shaking his head.

"Listen man, if you're gonna go for Dia, then you should try talking to her boyfriend. He's a really nice guy named Kyo, one of us. Stuck in this place. I'll introduce him to you later, so hold off on Dia until then. She's a good girl but… Avery, you need to be careful. Noella is dangerous. She fought her way to the top of the pecking order in this place, she's a monster."

"I know she's a monster. She's a sexual predator," I nodded with disgust.

Cam grasped my arm. "She's more than a sexual predator." He eyed the walls again, clearly anxious. "Avery… I'm going to show you something."

He rolled his chair up to the huge terminal. Just like Noella, with practiced precision he started typing. I waited patiently.

"This...is what happens...to people like us. When they try to escape. When they try to go against the Club."

Against the club? Wait, the Pokemon Fanclub really is tied into this place?

My thoughts were shattered as the screen directly above the keyboard started displaying a video.

"That's a guy named Luke. Tried running away a couple of weeks ago. In a way...you're his replacement."

A thin and naked man was sitting in a dark room. It looked more like a prison cell than a room. There was no furniture, no light. He sat in the corner, rocking back and forth with his head buried in his hands. There was a bucket for him to go to the bathroom in, But more importantly...

There was a Pokemon on the ground before him. What was wrong with it?

I crept even closer to the screen. Narrowed my eyes, tried to make what was going on in that deep dark room out.

"Avery...don't freak out. If your plan works, we can save him. But if you freak out, you'll just fuck all of us."

Cam put a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

My blood was chilled as I realized what I was seeing. It took everything in me not to throw-up. The Pokemon was almost dead. And Luke's hands were bloody as well as covered by a purple stain that ate away at the said hands. Tears were dripping down his cheeks as he rocked back and forth.

...Luke and his pokemon were badly poisoned. It was as if the move Toxic was used on both of them.

I stumbled backwards, and ended up falling on my ass. I was a mess, I didn't know what to say or what to do. I just shook my head, panicked. Couldn't be real. That was a horror film, right? One of those fake, cursed videos? Cam was just trying to scare me. Couldn't be real.

Cameron's expression was calm, but his eyes were sad as he helped me up. "He'd almost escaped, you know. But Noella caught him, and she didn't just bring him back to the house. She let him escape. And she snitched on him. They brought him back a few days later. Only a few of the staff saw, the "key people." Noella, myself, a chic named Viper, Vanessa's friend Sage, a couple others, and Kyo… Dia doesn't know. I don't think she could handle it if she did. I'm thankful her boyfriend didn't say anything about it."

I didn't know what to say. I just stared at that live video feed: of Luke and his pokemon; both broken in this little room.

"They kept him there for such a long time, didn't feed him shit save for scraps. Didn't let him see his mons. Then they threw the only male one in there, a Pachirisu, and barely healed them to the bare minimum when the poison almost took both their lives, starting the cycle anew. You see, every female Pokemon has value to these people. Slavestock… Vanessa tortured Luke and his own Pokemon, turning the rest into sex slaves in this very mansion. These people...are incredibly fucking dangerous, Avery. There's a reason...there's a reason we haven't all rioted, okay? Or ran away. Haven't you wondered why we haven't all just upped and left? And Vanessa..."

Cameron looked around again. I understood his paranoia now. "Vanessa isn't in charge here. She's fucked up, but someone else is her boss. Some extremely powerful guy, apparently. Some people are even saying it might be an organization like Team Galactic or Team Rocket, that is puppeteering the Fanclub. They sold out Fantina, and some others, and they have huge plans for Sinnoh. For the world… but that's just rumor. I don't know how true it is. So… please, Avery. Be careful."

Cameron let go of my arm… and then he rushed towards me. Wrapped me up in his arms and squeezed me tight. I realized he was crying. His wet tears streaming down my neck. "I've been so alone here, bro. Living with all this guilt, witnessing all this shit, filming it. Didn't want to fucking live anymore, but I don't want to die. And I don't want my Pokemon to die. I've been so fucking alone."

I held him back.

As I went down to breakfast, I had to come to terms with some cold facts. Like how this was about more than Pokephilia.

These people were actual fucking monsters. Now, more than ever, I was worried about my darling Pokemon. I'd honestly considered running away and now I was so glad I hadn't. I'd assumed wrongly that Vanessa would just fuck me financially if I ran. But she was an actual monster, no...a psychopath. She tortured people if they broke their contracts.

As I walked down the long hallways...my eyes swept around, searching every corner, every inch of the walls surrounding me. Was she watching me now? Was Noella luring me into a trap?

I imagined being in that dark room, with nothing but a bucket, slowly being poisoned to death along with my precious partners. But that's the thing, they wouldn't even be down there with me. They'd be on one of those screens, with some guys. Being sexually abused.

I'd already cast my doubts aside but I knew now that they would never waver again. Juliet was right. Only certain humans were Pokemon rapists. And I was in a household of them. My chaotic thoughts roamed once again.

How long had Luke been in that room?

I had to help him. I could no longer be a passerby in life. A bystander, or a victim. This house had changed me forever. I had to do more than just destroy this mansion. I had to destroy them all. Vanessa, Noella, her boss, that whole organization if I could.

Somehow, wanting to fuck a Pokemon seemed so trivial in comparison.

There was some strange commotion as I walked into the kitchen. And my eyes nearly bugged out of my head as I noticed who was in attendance.

Noella was standing next to Vanessa with a strained expression on her face. And at the table were a few of the other servant boys and two incredibly familiar faces.

One, beautiful and framed by pastel pink hair. And the other, a face eerily similar to my girlfriend's.

Vanessa had a shark of a smile. "Avery. Shorts off. Attend to my lovely guests of honor, they asked for you."

My mouth was agape. "Marissa...Amara Harmon?" I managed to sputter out.

Marissa stared at me with the same alien eyes she had the day Lady brainwashed her. Like I was a stranger who had nothing of interest to her. She and Amara grinned ear to ear.

"You heard the woman. Drop trough, show me what my sister's such a big fan of."