It Started At A Porn Studio (closed for I Am Lust)

dragonrazor

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OOC/Disclaimer: this thread is for my own amusement only. ZigZag is copyright of one Max Blackrabbit, and I am not making any money off of this. as stated before, this is just for my own amusement, to keep my mind occupied during slowdown on the forum. (in other words, please don't sue, since i'm not doing anything that would make me, or anyone else, any money)

Tony Roman was an oddity. He was human. Most people might not find that strange, of course. What was strange about him was that he was one of the only humans who lived in a city populated almost entirely by furries, or anthropomorphs. He didn't mind. They bothered him a lot less often than the humans had, which was fine by him. As an artist, it was easier to get work done when not surrounded by people commenting on his work, or insulting him, and so on, and so on. Sometimes, to make ends meet, he did jobs in graphic design and artwork for books and movies. That was what he was doing rushing through town at that moment, in fact. He was late for a presentation of the work he had been asked to do for a movie studio. Truthfully, he'd never been to the studio, and didn't know what they filmed. His work had been requested, and he'd been given guidelines. He'd spent most of the night working, and even into the morning. He'd only just managed to take a quick shower before he realized he was going to be late.

As he finally saw the studio coming into view, he wondered at the odd name. ZZ Studios. Well, he supposed whoever named it had had their reasons. He walked up, his arms full of rolled up drawings in cardboard tubes, and sighed, realizing he wouldn't be able to get the door open without dropping anything. Just as he was about to try pushing it open with his hip, it was opened from inside, and he spilled in onto the floor, at the feet of a woman of striking appearance. Head to toe, she was covered in striped black and white fur, like a tiger's. Her face was mostly tigerlike too. However, the tail was definitely NOT that of a tiger. He blinked for a moment, before slowly pulling himself to his feet, and apologizing. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be late, I was just up all night working on these. Um...I'm supposed to meet with a...." He somehow managed to fish a small business card out of a sleeve, and read the name. "Zig...Zag? That's...a rather odd name, actually." He looked lost in thought for a moment, considering where such a name could have come from.
 
Zig Zag smiled as she heard the young man's reaction to her name. The tip tap of her heels announced her presence as she walked up to Tony. "Mr. Roman I presume? I'm Zig Zag." She straightened her red silk button down blazer and smoothed out her black knit skirt as she knelt to help him. "I get that about my name all the time," she said as she held up a hand to stop his apologies. "It doesn't bother me at all. Now, about your presentation.""
 
Tony blinked, his attention brought back to the woman by her voice. She wasn't much older than he was, he realized. At least, she didn't look much older. It was then that he figured out why the tail looked out of place. Before he could stop himself, it slipped out. "You're a hybrid." It wasn't said maliciously, it was more like awe. He'd never actually seen a hybrid before. Cross-species relationships rarely resulted in children, let alone one as utterly stunning as the one that stood before him. He looked at her, studying her intently, then realized his mouth was wide open, and closed it immediately, clearing his throat. "Errhm. Right, the presentation. Um...where should I set these?" He nodded his head towards the tubes in his arms.
 
dragonrazor said:
Tony blinked, his attention brought back to the woman by her voice. She wasn't much older than he was, he realized. At least, she didn't look much older. It was then that he figured out why the tail looked out of place. Before he could stop himself, it slipped out. "You're a hybrid." It wasn't said maliciously, it was more like awe. He'd never actually seen a hybrid before. Cross-species relationships rarely resulted in children, let alone one as utterly stunning as the one that stood before him. He looked at her, studying her intently, then realized his mouth was wide open, and closed it immediately, clearing his throat. "Errhm. Right, the presentation. Um...where should I set these?" He nodded his head towards the tubes in his arms.
She indicated the table that had been set up for him on the right side of the conference room that they had just entered. A tight lipped smile now pasted on her face for a moment, then it was gone. "Yes I am. I hope that is now out of your system?" When he nodded gave him a million watt smile. "Don't worry about it, everyone that first meets me does that."
 
He blushed slightly, looking away. He figured he'd probably offended her by calling attention to it. He started opening tubes, and pulling out sheets of rolled up paper. He spread them out, using two tubes to hold the edges down, and smiled at the artwork. "I hope these are good enough. I didn't know quite what to do when I was given the assignment. Not enough detail in the instructions, really. Say, what are these for, anyways?"
 
"Now Mister Roma. I said not to worry about it and I mean it. It doesn't bother me as much any more. Now as for the art work....I must say the caliber is excellent, but its not quite what I had in mind. Didn't anyone tell you what my studio does?" She would seriously have to talk to her people about giving better instructions to the artists they hired.
 
He blinked, looking at her again. He was glad for the compliment about his artwork, but he was confused by her question. Well, at least she didn't seem angry about his earlier statement. He thought for a moment, then pulled a chair over and sat down on it. "No, they didn't tell me. In fact, they pretty much avoided it when I asked. Do I want to know what you do here?" He studied the young woman, doing some mental calculations. She was around five feet, ten inches tall. A 38DD bust too, from the looks. Her figure would have been perfect for modelling, but something told him that wasn't what she did. He thought for a few moments, considered the markings, the figure, the confidence.
 
Zig Zag smiled as he admitted that no one had told him anything. In fact they had avoided telling him! Yes, a very serious talking to would be required her. Her mouth twitched slightly as she imagined his reaction to what they did. "Are you going to ask or continue to undress me with your eyes?" She asked him in a teasing tone of voice.
 
Tony blinked, then raised an eyebrow. He could tell from her expression that she expected him to get defensive. He wouldn't give her that satisfaction, so he just shrugged. "I was trying to figure out what you could be doing here. Modelling is possible, but somehow that doesn't seem likely. Models tend to be...well...Vapid. I suppose you could be a producer or director, but you don't seem the type to be satisfied being behind the scenes, and not many people would go for someone of your...ahem...physique...in mainstream theatre."
 
She laughed and the sound was sweet and honest. "Model...well...I was at one time, did some commercials as well. The Double Z is my studio and we do adult films. You know..." Here she leaned down to whisper in his ear as if sharing a secret. "Porn flicks."
 
He blinked, suddenly getting a whiff of her as she leaned in close. He pulled back slightly, looking at her. Then he shrugged again. "Well, that makes a little more sense, anyways. But...why would you want me to do any artwork for you? I've never drawn nudes. I mean, I could probably try, but it would be difficult without a model."
 
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He blinked, suddenly getting a whiff of her as she leaned in close. He pulled back slightly, looking at her. Then he shrugged again. "Well, that makes a little more sense, anyways. But...why would you want me to do any artwork for you? I've never drawn nudes. I mean, I could probably try, but it would be difficult without a model."
She shrugged, knowing he would feel the gesture more than see it. "Who said you wouldn't have a model?" She grinned to herself, knowing this was one of the perks (and favorite parts) of her status as boss. "How soon would you like to get started?"
 
He blinked, then thought for a moment. He could probably start any time, except for the fact that he didn't have his supplies with him. He cursed when he realized that. "I completely spaced off my art kit. I knew I was forgetting something. I'll have to go back and get it, but aside from that, I can start any time."
 
"Go ahead get them and come back. I'll order us some lunch so we can eat and then we can get started. Any food preferences?" She had an idea for poses and wanted to think about them without him there to distract her. Though she had to admit he was pretty cute. "NO! Bad Zeezee!" She thought to herself.
 
He blinked at the look on her face. Then he shrugged, considering her question about his preferences when it came to food. "Well, I'm allergic to mushrooms, and I hate shellfish. Aside from that, I'd eat just about anything, though I like big, real-beef burgers, chinese food, and anything Italian or Sicillian." He smiled for a moment, then nodded, and ran out the door. Fortunately, he lived a mere two minutes run away from the studio. He'd be exhausted when he got back, but it couldn't be avoided now. He ran the distance quickly, then dashed up the stairs and into his apartment. He stopped for a moment, to take a few deep breaths, and then grabbed his art kit, which was right where he left it. He dropped it into his backpack, then put in a few other things he might need. Then he ran out the door, locking it behind him with his key. He made it back to the studio a mere seven minutes after leaving, out of breath. He slowly looked up, and then staggered back over to the room with the table in it, and collapsed into a chair.
 
She blinked as she began dialing. She ordered a bit of everything from quite a few different restaurants and was just finishing an order when her returned. "You could have taken your time you know." She stuck her head out the door and asked one of the gophers for some water and let them know that food was being delivered. "The food should be here in about thirty minutes. So until then, relax." She smiled and took a seat near him. "Anything you want to ask me?"
 
He blinked, and raised an eyebrow, accepting the water. He took a long sip, then smiled. "I'm glad it isn't summer. I'd be in bad shape then." He stretched slightly, and considered her question. He could easily ask her any number of questions. The first one that popped into his mind was 'are you single', but he quickly pushed that thought out of his mind. Best not to hit on the client, he thought. He closed his eyes, thinking, then opened them again. "So...what kind of porno do you do here? And would I recognize any of the actors and actresses?"
 
"Hmm...to be honest we do all kinds." She grinned wickedly. "Anything you could think of, even things from your darkest dreams." She drew a pattern absently in the wood of the table with a finger. "I hope the food hurries up. I know I'm hungry!"
 
He raised an eyebrow, watching her. Her expression unnerved him a bit as she talked about what kind of films they made. He shook his head, then closed his eyes, thinking. At the mention of food, his stomach growled loudly. He winced, and sighed, then opened his eyes. He decided to do something to take his mind off his hunger, and put his backpack on the table. He pulled out a sketchbook and his art kit, and started sketching her. His eyes only looked down at the paper occasionally, to make sure he wasn't making any mistakes.
 
She stood and walked over to the door. Opening it she signaled for someone and waited for them to walk over. She gave them some instructions and turned back, watching him sketch her.
 
He looked down as she walked over to the door. He was afraid to look up, as he'd probably be caught staring. When he finally looked up, he saw her staring at him. He raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. "To keep my mind off my stomach. I didn't think you'd mind." He looked down, then pulled a canister out of his backpack, and sprayed it over the sketch. Then he passed the sketchbook across the table.
 
dragonrazor said:
He looked down as she walked over to the door. He was afraid to look up, as he'd probably be caught staring. When he finally looked up, he saw her staring at him. He raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. "To keep my mind off my stomach. I didn't think you'd mind." He looked down, then pulled a canister out of his backpack, and sprayed it over the sketch. Then he passed the sketchbook across the table.
She smiled at him and looked at the sketch. Her eyes widened and let out a long whistle. "That is fantastic. I don't mind at all"
 
He smiled, and then looked away for a moment. Then he sighed slowly, and turned back to her. "I...don't know if I'll be able to...." His voice trailed off, as he didn't know how to continue.
 
dragonrazor said:
He smiled, and then looked away for a moment. Then he sighed slowly, and turned back to her. "I...don't know if I'll be able to...." His voice trailed off, as he didn't know how to continue.
She frowned and looked over at him "What's the matter Tony?" She used his first name and spoke in a kind voice.
 
He blinked, looking into her eyes, then looked away blushing. "It's...nothing. Just...I don't know if I can successfully draw a nude. It would feel a little odd. That and...well, it would be business, which would kind of make it awkward."
 
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