A job to do.

Joining Team Rocket would interfere with your goal to be a pokemon master. No, you’ll just have to face the consequences of losing and perform your labor. “I can’t join you.”

“Ah well, your loss. I bet you would’ve risen through the ranks fairly quickly. But oh well, let’s head out,” Black Jack stops leaning over you and beckons for you to follow him. He leads you back across the bridge and into Cerulean City. The two of you pass by the Pokecenter you’re staying in. He leads you down some back roads, the further you go the less populated the streets are. You run into Black Jack’s back as he stops in front of a building. You look up at the sign, it reads “XXX Resources.” Several of the letters are burnt out, but the bright red R shines through.

When you enter the shop, you look around seeing the walls lined with sex toys and pornography. You have a bad feeling about the kind of ‘labor’ you’re expected to perform. The men scattered around the store stare at you. You really wish you still had your shirt right about now. “I need the keys to stall 3,” Black Jack says to the cashier behind the counter.

“Here you go sir,” he says while handing over a key with an attached keychain emblazoned with a 3 on one side and an R on the other. “And I’ll send out a notice too.” He starts typing away on his computer.

He leads through a doorway in the back into a hallway with doors lining both sides. He opens a door with the number 3 painted on it. Inside the room is dark, only a dim light coming from the ceiling. You notice a chair in the room and a TV on the wall opposite the door. The room is narrow, maybe 4 feet wide. “Alright I’ll see you when your shift is over,” he hits a button on the wall. The tv starts playing porn and a clock on the wall starts counting down. It appears to be a timer set for 4 hours. Black Jack closes the door and you hear it lock behind him.

What are you supposed to be doing? You sit in the chair and watch the tv as the Moomoo milkman knocks on the door of a house. A busty young lady answers and is all too thrilled about the milk delivery. Who even gets milked delivered anymore? Oh no, the milkman tripped and all the milk was spilled. Now the lady won’t have anything to pour in her coffee. And now they’re fucking?

You hear a door to your left. That’s when you notice a hole in the wall, now that the tv is illuminating your dark closet. You kneel on the floor taking a look into the room next to yours. The glow from the tv in the other room lets you see as a man enters and he makes his way towards your hole. He undoes his pants freeing his cock. You jump back as he pushes his hard member through the wall and into your room.

Ah you see. So, that answers the question of what your “job” is. You look up at the clock, do they really expect you to service cocks for 4 hours? You look around the room. You could try to escape. Runt is still in fighting shape, perhaps she could knock the door down and fight your way out. But what would happen if you get caught? Maybe it would be better to stay and suck some cock? The man says, “Hello?” as his cock twitches in front of you.