The door was closed, but a quick swipe of a keycard unlocked it. The room itself wasn't very large at all; it
was around the size of the living room at your apartment. On the back wall was a large window with a full moon
in clear view. You knew it was fake; you were several levels underground.Beyond that was a pair of manacles
attached to the wall, which was deliberately painted to look like weathered cement.
"Atmospheric," Jenny said as she saw you looking at it with a mildly puzzled expression. "It helps some of
us..get into the mindset, I guess you could say." You nodded and continued to glance around. Tucked into an
alcove on one wall were several camera cases. "You might want to start setting up," Jenny said. "I'll be right
back. I have to go to the wardrobe department." She pointed to a fairly well-camouflaged closet door. "The
portable lamps and such are in there. I'd imagine we'll be shooting in front of the window."
She gave a soft peck on your cheek and sauntered out, leaving you to wonder exactly what would be expected of
you. The room itself was devoid of furniture or props. Ms. Adair had implied that this was a higher-quality
operation. Hell, the facility itself implied a higher-quality operation, and yet this left you feeling like
you were involved in some seriously shady shit.
The door opened again, and you turned, expecting to find Jenny had reentered, but instead you found yourself
staring at a young woman with fairly pale and freckled skin, blue eyes, and copper hair. She was willowy and
small chested, standing around six feet tall. "Sooo..." she said, slinking around you slowly, clearly
appraising you, "You're the new guy, huh?"
"Yeah," you replied, cautious of her. Jenny's warning still rang true in your memory, and you certainly hadn't
forgotten your other encounters. "That's me...the new guy."
She smiled in a very disarming way. It seemed genuine enough. "I'm Chelsea," she said, "Though everyone calls
me 'Spot'."
"I'm Steve..umm...did you say 'Spot'?" you said, taken slightly off guard.
She laughed softly. "Because I'm a Cheetah." She tilted her head at you as she noticed your awkwardness and
tense posture. "This whole place is a lot to take in, huh? Still trying to wrap your head around it all?"
You nodded. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. Well, between that and trying to figure out exactly WHAT
they're going to have me taking pictures of.."
Chelsea looked around. "The dungeon scene..solo girl, usually. May or may not have the unwilling
transformation theme. Popular for lycans, though sometimes used for girl on girl bondage bits. Always
predators though. So do you know who you're taking the pics of yet?"
"Jenny..so yeah, you were right. Lycan girl," you replied.
Chelsea arched an eyebrow at you, then tilted her head slightly. "Jenny Adair? Woooow, you got a high profile
assignment there, Steve."
The air went out of you. "Did..did you say Adair?"
Chelsea smirked. "Ohh..you didn't know she was the boss' kid?"
"Uhh, no..actually, I didn't," you said, finding a lot of things cast into doubt in your mind.
"Hey now," Chelsea said, trying to lighten the mood. "Jenny's a sweetheart...you could have worse assignments.
Though..if you're half as good as Ms. Adair apparently thinks you are, I DEFINITELY want to get my paws on
you. Nobody gets a shoot with the princess on their first day."
Jenny walked in, looking rather startled. Her costume was a renaissance era replica dress, though her hair
hung loosely around her face. A small amount of fake grime was smeared on her cheeks. "Oh..hey Spot!" she
said, recovering from her surprise rather quickly.
"Hey yourself," the ginger girl said, walking over and planting a rather long kiss on Jenny's lips, which
Jenny returned at least slightly. "Word from on high is that our little interspecies shoot sold REALLY fucking
well..which means you and I are going to have a sequel soon."
Jenny smiled, though she slowly extricated herself from Spot's grasp. "Just another day at the office, isn't
it?"
Chelsea laughed. "You can only make a statement like that at a job like this. I was just introducing myself to
the new guy," she said, inclining her head toward you. "He seems nice."
Jenny blushed slightly. "Yeah..he is."
Chelsea did a double take between you and Jenny. Her attention focused squarely on Jenny. "Really?" Jenny
blushed harder. Chelsea grinned (rather appropriately) like the Cheshire cat. "Oh my."
"Shush," Jenny said, pushing the werecat out the door. "We've got a shoot to do."
"Bye Bye new guy! Just remember if she says she wants to eat you, she totally means it in a sexytime waaaaay!"
Chelsea called as the door shut.
Jenny laughed and rolled her eyes, then headed over to you for a kiss. "How about a kiss for good luck before
we get to work?"