The New Model

By Rachel

**Only the character of Jareth belongs to me, Val, Tom, Celeste and all the others along with Skunkworks Studio's and its world belongs to James Hardiman. This is an unauthorized story based on his. Please do NOT post this story outside of the Yahoo, Skunkworks, AMA site. Any comments can be send to me at rachel12@tampabay.rr.com, or posted to this site**

***WARNING, this story is rated NC-17, if your under 17, be nice and don't read this story since it'll corrupt your very being.***

Leaning back the skunk tried to ease her muscles, for the last four hours she'd been going over the books as she tells the others when its time to check the accounts for Skunkworks Studios. Valencia Parkes, or Val as her friends called her had every right to be proud; the studio was, as she would say, "Safely in the black." Yet she wished that the small business was more into the black, with three daughters that she hoped to send to college more money was needed, a lot more.

Yet things were going well, the modeling studio was building a good reputation within the city, and a number of the major department stores booked fashion shoots through the studio, then there was the odd number of portraits, yet those were rare and very few since the biggest money maker was their own models portfolios. More adult in nature, scratch that she thought. A lot more adult in nature, yet one good selling portfolio would bring in more money than a dozen fashion shoots. But the problem was that her three best models were her own daughters, and she was leery of overexposing them. Not that they would mind, as she laughed, they were as wild as she was when she was their age. But too much exposure too soon and they'll lose not only their appeal, but their college fund also. Leaning back in her chair, Val massaged her face, knowing that she needed a break, and that the answer was for now, eluding her

Abruptly the intercom interrupted her thoughts, "Val?" As soft feminine voice called, then waited for an answer. Reaching over the striped skunk flicked the talk button, "Yes Celeste?" She answered hoping that her feline secretary was not about to add another problem to her already troubled thoughts. "Tom would like to speak to you.....if you have the time?" Val heard the hesitation in Celeste' voice, Tom was a part-time studio assistant that did odd jobs for them to help pay his way through college. Though he did once appear in a joke advice book that they made about the ups and downs of certain types of relationships, all outside your species she remembered with a grin. After the shoot he said that he never wanted to meet a dragon again, nor appear in any kind of advice book. She guessed that Celeste was nervous since she and Tom recently started dating and worried about the cat.

"Send him in." Val quickly replied then released the talk button and leaned back watching her office door which opened within seconds and a gray feline walked in shutting the door behind him. Though Tom was three inches taller than Val's own 4'8", he weighted only a few pounds more. Val knew that Celeste been trying to get him to eat more, "Put some meat on his bones" she had said. "Afternoon Tom," Val said before the cat had a chance to say anything, getting the pleasantries out of the way and relax him.

"Hey Val," the cat said with his ever present smile, "Listen, I know your always looking for new models, and...well." Now hesitating, the cat started to look a little nervous, "well, I know this guy...I mean he's a friend and...uh...needs money for college." Shuffling his feet, Tom started to wave his paw around in a small circle seemingly losing the confidence he had entering the room.

"Why do you think he'll be a good model?" Val asked slipping into her professional mode, she kept a smile on her face and kept her tone light, trying to keep Tom at ease.

Coughing, the feline seemed a bit embarrassed, "Well, he's good looking, I mean real good looking, he keeps getting hit on by a lot of the girls, even though he turns them all down. And we've had some pictures taken together, you know when we're out on the town, and he photographs even better, and....and....uhhhh." Faltering even more it seemed like the cat was about to break down.

Looking closely at Tom face, Val thought the cat was blushing, his facial fur was almost black instead of its usual gray. "Out with it, I don't think you can shock me." She said in a light-hearted tone adding a wide smile.

"He's....uh...gifted." Tom suddenly said in a small voice.

Blinking, the skunk was not sure what the cat was talking about when suddenly she let out a laugh, "You mean he's hung!" When the touch of mischief that she passed onto her daughters started to exert itself. "Why Tom, have you been checking out the guys in the showers?"

"NO!" The cat screamed, then looked at the door as if expecting Celeste to break it down any second. "No," he said again only more calmer, "We had just played a pick-up game of b-ball and were heading for the showers when I heard some of the other guys making a lot of noise, when I looked over to see what it was all about, that's when I saw they were staring at Jareth and well...I looked and...."

Smirking the skunk shook her head trying not to laugh, "So your friend is gay?" Seeing the confused looked she got from her question Val thought she better go into more detailed, guessing she'll shock Tom, but it was not like she was some innocent herself, "I mean, in a shower room filled with guys and he's showing off a hard-on?"

As expected the feline's eyes widened at Val's remarks but surprisingly he shook his head, "No, he was..uh..soft." Now seeing that his boss eyes widen in surprise he already guess what her next question was going to be, "About 7-8 inches...don't ask me how big he gets, I really didn't want to get THAT personal with him."

Sitting back in her chair, Valencia started to think over the possibilities, a good male model would be a great addition to the studio. Maybe looking towards the gay crowd as an untapped source of income, that's if he photographs as good as Tom said he did. "Have you talked this over with your friend?"

Nodding with a smile, "Yes, I told him everything about the studio, what kind of work that would most likely involved him and stuff like that." Then pausing he turned and pointed towards the door, "He's outside if you want to meet him?"

"You brought him with you?" Val asked a touch annoyed as Tom nodded, making the skunk wonder what the cat would tell Jareth if she had turned him down. Flicking the switch on the intercom she asked Celeste to send in Tom's friend.

When the door opened, Val almost let out a gasp, not only was he as good looking as Tom said, but he was also one of the tallest cheetah's she ever seen. While all the other cheetah's she met were diminutive and slim to go with their renowned speed. The one standing in front of her was clearly six feet tall, with a lean but muscular body that showed pass his green sports shirt and jeans. His short fur had the traditional black markings over yellow, and the normal long tail jutting out of the jeans tail hole. His face was smooth and unblemished, but also it seemed to almost have a spell on it, as someone would say, "A face you can trust." Maybe it was the smile, or the way he carried himself, or how he walked up to her desk and gave a slight bow and introduced himself in a lovely soft but firm tone that carried almost a happy tint when it said her name.

"Val?" Tom said a little louder, growing a bit concerned at the suddenly unmoving skunk.

Shaking her head to recover, Val realized she had been staring at the cheetah, her daze quickly turned to embarrassment. Come on girl, she said to herself, your too old to get dreamy over a pretty face....no matter how pretty. Yet she managed to say, "Please have a seat Jareth, you don't mind if I call you that do you?"

Taking the offered seat the cheetah smiled, "No ma'am."

"Call me Val," Though she was happy that he started out treating her with respect, "Excuse me for asking Jareth, but since you are looking to work at the studio, I never met a cheetah your size before...does it run in the family?" She asked more than a bit curious.

Shifting in his chair but keeping both feet firmly on the floor, he seemed to relax as if expecting the question, "No, I'm a only child, a test tube baby." Pausing at the skunk's surprised look he nodded and continued, "I was one of the first experiments so to say at baby making before it was outlawed. My parents wanted a cheetah of course, but they wanted a child that would be stronger than other cheetahs. If you know our species, then I think you know that inherently we are a bit weak. So I'm 90 percent cheetah and 10 percent stallion."

Val's eyes lit up in understanding, "Ahh, so that's why your so...." Halting at what she was about to say, the little white fur that she had around her muzzle turned a slight shade of pink.

The cheetah laughed not seeming to have taken offense and looked at his lap before looking back at Val still with a wide smile, "A unexpected side effect of the genes."

Taking time now, Val worked on recovering, so far things seemed to be going good, but she didn't want to be distracted by a pretty face. Pausing she looked at Jareth and nodded, no matter how pretty, then she thought of her girls and their future and that thought brought her back to being the owner of Skunkworks Studios. "Tom said he told you just what kind of work you would be doing here as a model, have you thought about it at all, what your friends may say, parents, girlfriend?"

Glancing at the silent cat, Jareth nodded his face turning serious at last, "Yes, in fact Tom brought it up over a week ago and I spent that time thinking about that. My parents died a few years ago." Holding up a paw he forestalled Val's reaction, "Its okay, you asked a good question that shows you care."

With is smile returning he went on, "Friends, well I can look for their opinions at times, but I can let that control my life. I have no girlfriend at the time, I know that a lot of furs think I'm good looking, but I want someone that can see pass the looks."

Val could not help herself it seemed, when he said that he had no current girlfriend, her smile widened. Yet she wondered, was she acting like a gitty schoolgirl because of his looks, or was it that peculiar twinkle in a pair of brown eyes that seemed to make her heart skip a beat. "What about your future, pictures of you posing nude, or fucking a skunk up the ass would not look well if you're planning on running for president." Val disliked using such language, but with the thoughts of her daughters in mind, she wanted to see just what the cheetah was made of.

Jareth did pause a little, but then smiled nodding, "That passed through my mind, I plan on computer programming. I know it's not glamorous work, but it's something that I like doing, and with a job like this. Hate to say since I plan on being one, but the computer geeks most likely will think even more of me." As he finished with a laugh.

Joining his laugh Val glanced at the time then leaned forward and hit the intercom, "Celeste, is Bradley available?" Within seconds her secretary replied, "He's in number 1 with Angeline, they just finished a shoot." Nodding the skunk paused for a few second, "Alright, put the phones on the answering machine, lock the doors and meet me in number 1." A quick yes ma'am was all Celeste replied as Val looked over the intercom until she found the right button, "Bradley?" Just as she was about to call again when a male voice with a mid-western inflection came back, "Yes?" Sparing a glance at Jareth she nodded, "I'm bringing a prospective hire back, I'm going to need the standard model sheets. Is Angeline still there?" Instead of a male voice replying this time a female voice with a heavy French accent responded, "Oui."

"Angeline," Val started out saying, "You heard what I told Bradley, if you feel up to it, I'll like you to stay and see if this guy can handle it." A feminine laugh came floating back from the intercom. "I think I can ztay, zee won't bother me."

Standing up Val rounded her desk and motion to the two furs, "Jareth, we're going to take some standard modeling photo's, face, sides, front, back we call them sheets just to see how you photograph. Tom, can you come with us." From the tone of Val's voice the feline knew he didn't have a choice. More so since he knew what was going to happen since Val made it a point to put all new models though it.

As they left the office Valencia saw that Celeste was already gone, so she headed for studio one expecting to be followed, "Jareth," she started to say then looked up over her shoulder. Her breath caught when she looked into a pair of sparkling brown eyes causing her to turn away so that she may find the will to speak, "Two questions, how old are you and....do you know just how uh.." Now for once Val found herself a bit tongue-tied, which she hated, so she forced the words out, "Do you know just how big your cock is when you're hard?" May as well as put him through the paces now she thought, still she hoped he would come to learn that she didn't speak that way all the time.

If the cheetah thought anything of how Val spoke he didn't show it, "Well, I'm 19, and for my ahhh, size, I never really took a tape to it, I guess about...12 inches?" Just about then Val came to a door with a huge 1 stenciled on the front, hardly had the skunk reached for the handle that a yellow paw with black markings beat her to it and open the door. "After you ma'am." Said a voice that she found increasingly pleasing.

When the trio entered the studio, Jareth noticed the secretary that he met when he first arrived was sitting in a chair talking to a female skunk with white facial marking that he guessed to be Angeline since she was the only other female in the room. Before he had a chance to get his bearings a small red fox came up and grabbed him by the elbow and lead him over to stand before a white screen, "How ya doing, I'm Bradley" halting him right in front he looked him up and down, "Celeste there told me your name is Jareth, well, here's what we're going to do."

Tom after seeing Bradley grab the cheetah padded over intending to sit next to his girlfriend, but Val motioned for the white feline to join her, so he sat next to Angeline with a smile thinking that English lessons with the skunk can't be all bad.

"What do you think?" Val whisper when the white feline joined her, yet she kept her eyes on the cheetah as he followed Bradley's orders without question. A chuckle made her tear her sight off the figure to look at the cat next to her. "Is there any drool marks on my chin?" Celeste asked with an evil grin, "I'm so glad that Tom was in there with you, he's a looker." Turning her attention to the photo shoot she listens for a few seconds.

"Now face the screen and keep your tail down, straight down." Bradley directed, then the studio was bathed in the flash of strobe lights. "Good, now raise your tail as high as you can, that's it, straight up...up...come on your can get it higher than that!"

"Nice butt," Celeste commented to a nodding Val, "Hopefully his appearance nude will be just as good." The cat said not seeing Val's gaze turn back to her, "If it is, we may have ourselves a money maker here."

"Didn't Tom tell you?" Val asked in surprise, knowing full well that the two were dating. "Tell me what?" Celeste asked a bit confused, "We're not in that deep that we feel as if we have to share things...hell, we're only at dinner and movies." Smiled with an expression like the cat that swallowed the canary, "In that case, just wait and see."

A flash of the strobe lights brought both of their attention back to the task at hand, "Okay," Bradley said as he started to reload his camera, "There's a screen to your left, go behind it and take off all your clothes and come back here." Turning to look at the modesty screen, the cheetah hesitated then looked around the room noticing that all eyes were upon him. "What's the matter?" The fox asked as he looked up from his camera, "Think you're all by your lonesome during a photo shoot, if you can't undress in front of a small crowd like this, what makes you think you can do the job your looking at?"

Celeste leaned forward watching intently, "He's going to do it," she said to a nodding Val, that's part one down, will he be able to do part two? Shrugging, the skunk let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding, "Well see won't we." She answered simply.

Then the white cat let out a gasp, "OH....MY...GOD!"

Turning her gaze back to the center, she also heard Angeline let out her own little gasp, not that she blamed her. Strolling from behind the screen with his head held high as if he didn't have a care in the world, was a cheetah as naked as the day he was born. But what cause the gasps from the women, even a startled look from Bradley was what dangled between his legs. While used to seeing most furs with sheaths, Jareth's cock was truly more horse like, hanging down over 8 inches soft, with a sack the contained a pair of balls about the size of walnuts. Val tried to tell herself not to stare as Bradley put Jareth through the same poses as before only this time naked. Over and over she told herself that it was not right to stare, that he was acting like a professional, while she was ogling the cheetah like she was in some private peep show.

So entranced by her gaze she failed to hear Bradley's request, only the stunned look of the cheetah brought her back. With the excited haze still filling her vision this time she heard the request clearly.

Looking uncomfortable himself, Bradley kept a steady expression, "I said, you need to get hard so I can shoot it. If you can't get hard in front of the camera, then we can just pack up and go home."

Letting loose a nervous chuckle, Jareth looking around still trying to get used to everyone watching. Then it hit him why Val wanted the crowd, she needed to know if his body would let him pose for the camera. It was all in good saying that he was willing, but this was like a case of stage fright, only ten times worse. Yet there was no way he was going to disappoint the skunk, there was something about her.

The small crowd watched as the cheetah reached down and started to stroke his member, but while his face seemed to be working intensely at remaining calm, his body showed his tension.

"Think of someone that you find erotic, concentrate on them." Bradley said relating to Jareth's nervousness.

She was not sure when she started it, but Val became frustrated at herself once again when she realized she was biting her claws. She didn't want to lose such a potential model she kept telling herself hoping that was the real reason when all at once the cheetah turned his head and looked her in the eyes. Transfixed like a deer caught in a car's headlight she could only stare back when Celeste moaned next to her breaking the spell.

Shaking her head, the skunk looked back at the nodding cheetah and saw why the cat moaned. Jareth was sporting a full erection, and his estimate seemed about right, 12 inches long and while thankfully the width was not that of a horse, he would fill any fur that he bedded.

"Looks like he has the hot's for you." Celeste whispered teasingly in her ear while Bradley snapped more photographs. Shaking her head as if that would deny the attraction she was feeling, the skunk clearly heard Bradley's next request. "Anyone want to get the tape measure, need the scale shot."

Both Celeste and Angeline shouted out, while Tom sat back with his arms across his chest staring at the white cat. "Hold it both of you." Val said in a voice that she was surprised to find steady, "I don't think I can trust either of you." She said as she walked over to a drawer and pulled out a 18-inch ruler, which she waved in the air as she approached the cheetah. "I'm boss, so I'm calling executive privilege." Ignoring Bradley's reply that Jareth could most likely do it himself.

Closing his eyes, the cheetah could not help but laugh at the antics of the group efforts to help him relax. Then just as rapidly tensed up when a pair of paws wrapped themselves around his shaft. Opening his eyes, he looked down and saw Val placing the end of the ruler against the base of his cock. The skunk's touches cause his member to throb with a aching need. Val herself felt the cheetah cock twitch, yet she moved her body back so that Bradley could take a picture, as she tried to ignore the throbbing between her legs. But unable to disregard Jareth's musk that was filling her nostrils, intoxicating her mind with a desire she had not felt since she was in her teens.

She didn't even comprehend that her gasp had changed into a slow stroking of the cheetah's cock. Not when Bradley cleared his throat, nor when Celeste called her name. She just remembered looking up into those wonderful eyes that mirrored her own desire, closer the eyes seem to float towards her until a mouth pressed against her lips, followed by a tongue darting forth tasting her. Releasing her hold on the cheetah's cock, her arms wrapped themselves around Jareth's neck, pulling him closer to her, unable to stop the moans erupting from deep inside. Still the back of her mind was screaming, WHAT ARE YOU DOING! YOU ONLY MET THIS FUR 30 MINUTES AGO AND YOUR IN A ROOM FULL OF EMPLOYEES ACTTING LIKE A HORNY TEENAGER! Soon however, even that part of her mind fell to the spell of her desire for the cheetah.

Not sure how long they had been kissing; Val regained just enough of her composer that she lifted her head looking around. They were alone now, lying on a soft rug that had been in place for Angeline's shoot she guessed. And at sometime during her daze, her dress had ended up on the floor; she didn't even remember taking it off. Turning her gaze back to Jareth she found him looking at her full of concern, "You alright Val?" he asked in that ever so pleasant voice, "We can stop if you want?" Smiling, the skunk looked back into his eyes and knew that he would stop is she asked. "Kiss me." Was all that she said pulling him back on top of her.

Jareth rolled Val onto her back, his tongue once again darting back into the skunks mouth, while the paw that had been stroking her left nipple until it was as hard as a eraser head, slowly made its way down her body. Feeling her stomach quivering as his paw passed over her belly button, lower until as last his fingers found what they were looking for. Unhurriedly the cheetah's forefinger touched the hood protecting Val clitoris triggering a shutter throughout the skunk's body. Followed by moans that she breathed deep back inside Jareth.

Val's paws did their own wandering, with one paw bracing the back of the cheetah's head so those delightful lips would not leave her mouth. The other traced its way down Jareth's spine, marveling at the touch of his body until it reached the base of his tail. Then as if it was a penis, her paw slowly stroked the first 6 inches of tail up and down. Which seemed to have the desired effect as the jungle cat movements became more hurried, then she cried out in pleasure. His middle finger slid between her dark folds and seemed to fill her center. She was amazed how wet she already was, the fur surrounding her lower lips was soaked, her own heady musk was filling the room mixing with Jareth's until they became a whole new scent.

Then without a word she pushed back on Jareth's shoulders, at first he thought that he did something wrong, at least until he saw her lustful gaze, "In me," she said barely above a whisper, "I want you in me now." Nodding his understanding, he turned the skunk over on her back, during which she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. Bracing himself over her, the cheetah looked down at the heavenly face looking back, when he felt her taking the head of his cock in her paws. "I want to put you in me," she said in a husky voice. With her legs raised high, Val's entrance was wide open to the cheetah's large cock. At first she rubbed the head over her lips, not only to tease Jareth, but also to help lubricate the massive organ. Then he felt her place the head at her opening, gradually he thrust forward, stopping when Val started to groan, "Don't stop," she said in between groans, "feels so full!"

Tilting his head down, he kissed the skunk deeply as once against he thrust forward, unable to keep her feet locked behind the cheetah's back, Val let them swing free high in the air, when Jareth started to pull back. Val started to protest when once against he drove forward sinking more of that incredible cock far into her depths. Groaning louder, Val's moves started to become more frenzied as her eyes seem to glaze over. With a cry of faster, she sunk her teeth deep into the cheetah's neck, while her claws dug deep into his back. With a cry mixed with both pain and pleasure, Jareth increased the pace of thrusting his cock in and out of the small skunk under him.

Every passing second brought more and more pleasures to the pair, Val could not remember ever feeling like this, it was like her body was burning. But it was the most pleasurable fire she ever experience. From the top of her ears to the tips of her toes, the fire raced up and down her body, as if seeking the final spark that would burn her alive in the flames of an endless orgasm. Jareth, plunged his cock in and out, faster and faster until it felt like he was just a blur, the heat surrounding his cock was unlike anything he ever imagined. Then just as he thought he could not experience a greater bliss. Val released her claws from his back and buried them into his rear with a screamed that seemed as if it would shatter glass. The combination of Val's claws and knowing she was cumming under him, triggered his own orgasm. With a cry, his seed spilled forth filling the skunk's womb.

She didn't know what ignited the fire, but the flames burned white hot unlike anything she ever been through before, the flames zipped from toes to ear over and over filling every pore with an unending wave of joy and bliss that she had only felt in her wildest dreams. The room was filled with sounds, she recognized her own screams of ecstasy, and then another entered her ears. The sound of Jareth cumming inside her, she could feel the hot seed spilling into her, wave after wave filling her until she thought she would burst. Then the fullness in her sex was gone, the cheetah had pulled out, and laid down beside her, kissing her forehead, eyebrows, nose, then at last her mouth.

Rolling onto his back, he pulled the skunk on top of him holding her tight as if he never wanted to let her go. Val looked down at a pair of brown eyes that still retained their sparkle. She could feel his seed pouring from her sex, coating the two of them, and the desire that she missed for so many years. Caressing his forehead, Val tried to think of something to say, something to convey just what she was feeling. Then freezing in place, her muzzle broke into a wide smile, as she looked down upon Jareth, "You're hired." She said simply then started to laugh. Startled, the cheetah looked back at the skunk then tightening his embrace, joined her in the laughter.

The End