CHAPTER 1 - POKEMON PROFESSIONAL, MEW TULLEY
Mew Tuuley was a rising star at PokèCenter Corporation, a company responsible for nearly the entire world's healthcare and hospitals. She joined the company a year before due to a passionate and forceful interview. She was a strong woman and put her whole heart and talent into her job.
Right now, she was riding the elevator to the top of the PokèCenter Corporation tower in Goldenrod City. Her purple tail snapped nervously about behind her and she pushed her long white hair behind one of her horns. She had a set of half-rim glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose, her sharp, hawk-like eyes darting about behind them. She wore a tight black skirt suit that looked good over her naturally gray skin.
Clasping her briefcase to her small breasts, she swayed her wide hips back and forth, trying to calm herself with careful breaths. Three floors to go before she reached the CEO's floor. She wasn't that nervous because of how important this presentation was... a lot of it was that she hoped they left her alone today.
As the elevator came to a stop, she thought she heard a cackle behind her, faint and devious. She quickly stepped off the elevator and hurried down the hall. Sometimes she cursed her psychic powers. She could sense the ghosts of the dead and they knew it. A couple of seemingly evil, and quite perverted, ghosts had taken an interest in her lately.
She reached the conference room at the end of the hall and stopped outside it. A quick glance at her watch showed it to be one minute to one in the afternoon. She opened the door and walked in, blood pounding in her head and her mind raced.
When she stepped through the door, her psychic powers gave her a taste of the room's thoughts. The men and women sitting around the table were, overall, feeling happy and excited. They all knew Mew, they knew the things she had come up with and done for the company. The meeting today was for her to explain how her recent project was coming along. She was the focus of everyone.
She glanced around the room and she stopped on the head of the table, where the CEO of the company sat: Perseus Persian. He wore a black suit and had sandy yellow hair over most of him. His hands were clasped on the table before him and he was talking with the man on his left. His ears twitched when the door closed and he looked up at Mew, his cold red eyes serious and impassive. The red gem he wore on his forehead glittered and he twitched his whiskers, "Greetings Mew, come in. We were just getting ready for your presentation. The other board members and I are anticipating great things from you."
"Yes sir, I will get started immediately." Mew nodded, walking over to the podium at the other end of the table. She set her briefcase under it and pulled out her notes. There was another cackle and she saw a purple ghost float through the ceiling behind the CEO. She ignored it and cleared her throat.
"I thank the board for hearing my..." A ghostly hand slid through her clothes and up the back of her plush thigh. She caught herself mid-sentence and continued very quickly, determined to not let the ghosts know they were bothering her, "...report on PokèCenter's care quality and my presentation on how to enhance it."
The ghost, a spiky little thing with eerie floating hands, was joined by two others in circling her body very closely. Her eyes stayed straight ahead and she set her jaw firm, focused on her job and the impression she could make on the board of directors.
"Now as you all know, PokèCenter is widely respected and accepted as a skilled and reasonable caregiver to the sick and the injured. However, in recent months, we have shown that the company's profits are dipping." Mew felt one of the ghosts pass through her, it's form invisible to all but her. She suppressed a shudder and continued, "I took a careful look into this and discovered many distressing facts. People are starting to feel that our company is no longer looking out for their best interests. They are starting to go to other, as of yet, unnamed health centers."
A ghost pressed against her shoulder and it's hand phased through her top. It slid down her collar, taking in the texture of her soft skin. It continued right down to her breast and cupped it lovingly. She barely twitched an eye at this, "A particular comment about a local PokèCenter said they just, and I quote, 'Brought her in, crammed her in a machine, shone a bit of light on her and pushed her out the door; as if that was enough to cure everything that ailed her.' Only this isn't the single PokèCenter. This is a widespread opinion. We are not personal or caring enough."
The second ghost had it's hands on her butt and was rubbing them in circles. Her heart started to beat a little faster as the touch. She saw the third one circle in front of her and was quite perturbed to see a ghostly erection floating before it, disconnected from it's spiky floating head just like it's hands were. At the same moment, she felt both of the other little haunting perverts start to prod her with their erections. One against her butt cheek and one against the side of her breast.
"What is your idea for dealing with this?" One of the board members, a man in a fine black suit with a cigar in one hand and a pencil in the other, spoke up. He had red eyes and black feathers that grew down his arms and atop his head in place of hair. A shrewd businessman of fifty years, Michael Crow was to this company what a hit-man was to the mob. He made the difficult deals, leaned on the right people and made things happen.
"Yes, sorry. I have examples of a marketing campaign we can begin to briiiiing back loyalty to the PokèCenter name." She almost jumped as she bent over to pull a small stack of papers from her bag. One of the ghost's wet, warm tongue slid up her pussy, brushing against her clit in the process. She held the stack out to the nearest board member and they passed them around the table.
At this point, the ghosts were getting insufferable. They were rubbing their dicks on her skin. She could feel the little drips of ghostly pre they left on her skin and stuck to the inside of her clothing.
One was in front of her, having had a taste of her pussy, was trying to get more. His dick rubbed against her thigh as his tongue lapped her nethers slowly. Her blood was heated and she could feel her panties getting wet. Her thick, long tail was wrapped around her ankle, trying to clench up her nethers to keep things manageable.
The next was on her left was pinching one of her nipples and rubbing his dick against her other. He licked at her collar bone and his dick throbbed hotly on her breast.
The last was behind her, his dick firmly placed between her butt cheeks. He was thrusting against her, his hands groping her cheeks and squeezing them against his shaft. She almost stuttered as she felt his dick continuing to grow against her, until it was as long as her buttcrack. Truly a powerful shaft, she didn't know what would happen if he intended to use it.
"This... This sheet shows you some examples of a simple, but effective, campaign that will show our caring and compassion for the customers once again." Mew said quickly, her face feeling warm from the arousal. The ghost beneath her dug it's tongue into her pussy more forcefully, making her clench her teeth in surprise. The ghosts had always been tedious and annoying, but they rarely went as far as full on sex. Usually they just teased and poked and prodded.
The one behind her moved his hands around her hips and slid his dick down between her legs. She was terrified to feel it sliding ever closer to her pussy and she gripped the edges of the podium. The head of the dick slipped into her pussy and she muffled a cry by continuing her presentation at a very loud volume, "Now! We cannot let this continue!"
Some of the board members jumped a her surprise. Perseus, if only just, smiled slightly with his hands still clasped before him.
Her pussy spread, the ghost gave a happy shudder and sank his dick completely inside her. She fought to make sure she didn't let out any sounds at all, as her belly stretched from the dick. She was extremely grateful that she had this wooden podium in front of her, as it covered her up to her breasts. This meant that none of them, as long as they stayed sitting, could see how her stomach was bulging from it's cock.
The ghost in front of her lapped at her clit as he rubbed his cock on her hot thigh. The one on her chest rubbed it's dick between her breasts and jabbed her in the chin with the tip of it.
"The... The company..." Tears came to her eyes as her orgasm approached, "The company cannot continue in this manner. We must remember that this is all about the patient, medicine is about care and heart. We're not here to be greedy, but to lend a helping haaaaaaaand!" Her pussy clenched up and she shuddered with her orgasm. The ghost behind her came as well, filling her womb with ectoplasmic spooge. With a silent ruffle of her skirt, it disappeared completely, leaving her pussy gaping open beneath her skirt. That didn't last long though, as the ghost in front of her shoved upward and rammed completely inside her with a single thrust.
