TDM 06

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
On behalf of the house and resort, we would like to advise all Game 52 players to exercise caution around the Golden Peacock for the next few weeks. The veil between 'what is' and 'what has been' grows thin and the threads of fate have tangled in unexpected ways. We are currently observing how these two phenomena behave when they occur simultaneously and act in concert.
We advise that all guests monitor their physical states until the veil thickens once again and the threads of fate return to running parallel. If you find yourself undergoing any strange transformations, please report to the Broken Wing clinic for observation. We will do our utmost to make sure you are comfortable during this time.
You may also notice other strange phenomena around the Golden Peacock while the veil is thin. Please continue to exercise caution. New wayward spirits have joined us during this time. While spirits are crossing, it is possible for guests to get swept along into the ghostly realm.
As always, please let us know if there is anything we can do to improve your stay. 】

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OOC NOTES
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's October event. Changes to the above locations will ICly be present from October 15th - November 3rd. All supernatural phenomenon will increase in strength over time, culminating in peak activity on All Hallows' Eve. The days following Halloween will relax, leading into eventual normalcy. Some locations are spared the supernatural frenzy, so players can play as normal if they wish to avoid these tropes/prompts. Players may assume that the supernatural come and go in the above specifically incorporated locations.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.
▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate. This TDM in particular has the potential to get real wild, so we want to emphasize this request!
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Go forth and let your freak flag fly!

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Baizhu can’t help but reach out to take his hand, his gaze full of concern. ]
Can you make it to a bed?
[ Or really, anywhere secluded enough? He isn’t picky, but he does want a bit of privacy… ]
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I'm sure I can. [ As long as they get a move on, at least. ] We ought to stop meeting like this, Baizhu.
[ A thin smile. Keita is referring, of course, to the aphrodisiac involved the last time they met in the saunas. That had been a pleasant experience indeed, but Keita can't let himself dwell on it, as thinking about erotic things certainly does nothing at all to help his current state. ]
My room? Yours? Or do you have somewhere else in mind?
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…Then again, perhaps it’s a sign that he’s been stuck here for far too long. ]
My suite seems closest, but…
[ They only have to get past the lobby and up the stairs, except…he catches the glimmer of elevator lights from the corner of his eye. It’s not too far where they’re at right now, though it does put them dangerously close to that strange moon…
They’ll have to chance it either way, won’t they? He’s not exactly feeling his best, either, with spade’s ever-present tug on his psyche.
He squeezes Keita’s hand as he starts leading them toward that bank of elevators. ]
…There.
[ They just need to be someplace private for a little quickie, right? And with all those warning signs in place, no one would be able to disturb them… ]
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With their hands laced together, Keita lets himself be pulled along toward the elevator bank. Most of them seem out of service, but there are a couple that at least have their lights on, and it's towards one of those that Baizhu pulls him. The fog in his head is too strong for Keita to find any fault with this logic. Elevators seem like an excellent place for a quick fuck, particularly one that nobody will try to board. ]
Good eye.
[ Even "out of service," the doors of the elevator still slide open when Keita presses the button, then slide closed again once they're inside. In this close of proximity it's much more difficult for Keita to ignore the heat of Baizhu's presence, the aphrodisiac thick in his veins and demanding that he do something already. ]
I have this, if we'll need it, [ Keita says, procuring from his pocket a small bottle of lube, three-quarters full. He'd snagged it on his way out of the clinic, once it became obvious what was happening to him. ] How would you have me?
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Perhaps someday they’ll have a nice cup of tea together, but until then…
He takes the opportunity to give Keita a quick kiss once they’re safely locked away from the rest of the resort’s prying eyes, from that glowing moon hanging in the lobby. This little bubble of privacy has even emboldened him enough to smile a little mischievously—incidentally showing a little more teeth than is normal for a perfectly ordinary man.
But certainly not for one already growing fangs. ]
I believe it’s my turn to have my wicked way with you…
[ Baizhu hasn’t fully noticed the start of his transformation yet as he reaches for that lube, unusually cold and scaly fingers brushing against Keita’s hand to retrieve that bottle while Baizhu tries to back Keita’s much stronger frame into the wall. ]
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He lets himself be backed against the wall, his hands coming up to Baizhu's waist and then pushing up under his shirt to feel the place at his waist where scales are beginning to cover his skin. Is it the result of the aphrodisiac that there's no aversion in him, only desire? Or is this just who Keita is now?
Questions to be answered later. For now, Keita just leans up to kiss Baizhu, mindful of the sharpening fangs as their tongues slide together, one human, one becoming distinctly forked. ]
I believe you're right, [ Keita agrees when they pull apart. He looks up at Baizhu, flushed with arousal. ] Tell me how you'd have me, then.
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You’re fine, like this. That look of fright on you is positively delectable.
[ Never mind that what Keita’s feeling might not be fright at all. It doesn’t matter as long as his prey is pinned down and tucked away somewhere where nobody can steal him away, isn’t it? That very forked tongue of his slips out, licking at his lips to taste as much of Keita from that kiss earlier before he starts on the main course—
Because, as it turns out, Keita is unable to put much in the way of distance between them, not when Baizhu’s legs have fused into a single, long tail—one that’s now currently wrapped around Keita’s waist to keep them both flush together.
Baizhu’s body is warm, despite his new cold-blooded form, as though he’s drawing heat from Keita’s own arousal. He reaches up to pet at Keita’s cheek with the back of his hand, only to catch a glimpse of the scales there, the transformation now fully complete.
It speaks as much to his own inherent madness that the sight of his new body, or what he can glimpse upon the polished elevator walls, doesn’t faze him in the least. ]
And I hope you don’t mind becoming the subject for my latest experiment…
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Not at all, [ he says, a little breathless. If anything, it's a little intriguing for Keita too, who knows very little about reptilian physiology. He can feel his own human cock growing hard where it presses against what was once Baizhu's hip, but he finds himself at a loss as to Baizhu's anatomy. Do snakes have cocks at all? He's never had cause to know, before. ] Just try not to make it hurt.
[ What he means: It's all right if it hurts a little. Keita enjoys pain, in small amounts at least, and when there's a purpose to it. Biting, for example, or the appreciable ache of being fucked.
His fingers slide inquisitively down Baizhu's sides again, tracing first warm skin and then cooler scales. As tightly wrapped up in Baizhu's grip as he is, Keita can hardly move, so he's relying on Baizhu to decide how he wants Keita right now—until then, he's happy to put his hands anywhere he can reach, hoping to stoke Baizhu to just as much enjoyment as Keita is getting out of this encounter. ]
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Not that it stops him from smiling just a little too gleefully when Keita asks for it not to hurt.
Well, now. ]
I’m afraid I can’t guarantee that.
[ He’ll try to be gentle, but this new body takes some getting used to, especially when those inquisitive little touches are burning him up despite himself. He snatches at one of Keita’s roaming hands, in fact, guiding that wrist down between their bodies, over the swell of his scaly hip until he can press that hand against a particularly warm slit where a human cock had once resided.
Even Baizhu isn’t sure what will come out of there, but the hitch to his breath should be indication enough that this part is a little less scaly, and a little more sensitive, than the rest of him… ]
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This is new territory for him. Carefully, Keita draws his fingers along the slit in his flesh, back and forth until he begins to feel slickness gathering—hopefully an indication of Baizhu's growing arousal. Only then does Keita take a chance and gently, very gently, slip his fingertips between the lips of that vent, brushing softly over the tips of the protrusions he feels within.
They're softer than a human cock would be, and warm despite the coolness of Baizhu's scales, and Keita feels his face heating up as he continues to stroke over them. He can't quite understand the shape of them just yet, but even so, the prospect of having them inside him is... intriguing. ]
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[ He might know his way around snakes, but even he’s not prepared for what he’s feeling down there where his legs would have been, the welcome intrusion of Keita’s fingers sending shivers down his spine.
As to what they’re both feeling inside of there…it’s moist and slick and flexible enough, which is all that really matters.
Baizhu lets go of that hand to let Keita explore as he pleases, meanwhile leaning in for another slow, searching kiss, his newly forked tongue eagerly exploring Keita in turn…
And between them that strange cock swells in Keita’s hands, eventually pushing themselves out, one spiny head at a time, their spikes firm yet flexible, the entirety of their appearance deeply concerning.
Under normal circumstances Baizhu would object to putting that inside of Keita, but right now…oh, with how delectable the man looks and the heated way he’s gazing down at that strange, new appendage, well… ]
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Maybe it's strange, but Keita's first thought is: it's beautiful. Glossy with slickness, the dual heads both a deep ruby red, lined with bumps and spines along the surface that are a little frightening but also a lot fascinating. (Is this part of the moon's influence too? To feel nothing but arousal at the prospect of getting fucked by a snake?)
Keita's fingers stroke over the spines on the surface, rub teasingly at each of the heads. ]
I'll need—preparation, [ Keita says, wonderingly. The shaft of Baizhu's cock is slim, but the thickness of the heads combined with their various spikes means he won't be able to take it easily. ] Should I do it myself, or...?
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And he can’t help but shudder at the thought of having it probing inside of Keita. ]
Let me.
[ He still has Keita’s bottle of lube, after all.
But he’s not even going to wait for an assent after that breathless reply, opting instead to set it aside and loosen up his tail’s grip on Keita’s thighs before sinking to what passes for his knees now, to undo Keita’s fly and hike his pants down and yank them away...before turning him around till he faces the elevator wall, so Baizhu can grip his ass cheeks and press his mouth onto the seam between them. ]
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He squirms, a little, just on instinct, but Baizhu's grip on his hips is fast, and Keita can't actually manage to get away. Besides, it does seem that any resistance he offers only triggers Baizhu's predatory instincts, so Keita can't say he's all that surprised that Baizhu refuses to let him go. ]
I—oh, please— [ What is he begging for? Even Keita isn't sure he knows. It's just so much sensation, so much pleasure sweeping through him, leaving him weak-kneed and sensitive all over. ] Baizhu!
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He’d never done this before, either, though he does remember when Rokurou had done it to him. That man had much better technique by far, but Baizhu figures he can’t be messing it up with the way Keita’s reacting to him.
Just in case, though, he’s wrapping his tail around an ankle to keep him in place, while that infinitely more flexible, forked tongue of his probes deeper and deeper into Keita’s ass, Baizhu drunk on the heat and taste of him, fangs grazing against the tender flesh. It’s so hot and tight inside of Keita that he can’t help but wonder how his new alien cock is supposed to fit inside. Should he be using that lube after all?
Maybe he’ll start to worry about that once Keita stops being so cute about this— ]
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Eventually, Keita manages to regain enough of his senses to reach down and cover one of Baizhu's hands with his own, clutching tight as his body shudders again. Despite it all, he can feel himself relaxing, and he's sure that Baizhu can feel it too, with his mouth being where it is and all. ]
Please, [ Keita says again, and this time it means something else. Last time it was please, that's too much; this time it sounds more like please, I need more. ] I want...
[ Baizhu's fingers, maybe, at first, just to ensure he's stretched enough—but soon enough, Baizhu's cock and all its mysteries. ]
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Of course…
[ His voice comes out sibilant in this new body, Baizhu straightening up so he can prize Keita’s ass open with his cold, reptilian fingers. Keita feels so searing hot right now that all he wants to do is to curl up around him as though he might squeeze yet more of that delicious warmth out of this man.
This is better than the sauna. And they’ve only just begun…
One hand glides up Keita’s stomach, over his chest, to pull him flush against Baizhu while the other traces fingers along the rim of Keita’s entrance, before pressing one inside, all but forgetting Keita’s lube in his hunger as he peppers sharp, toothy kisses over the back of Keita’s neck, his forked tongue tickling at Keita’s ear— ]
Heh…you’re not scared, are you? Because there’s no way you can—you can escape now…
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N-no, [ Keita says, not wholly convincingly. Truthfully he is a little scared, but only just enough that the adrenaline lends an edge to his arousal, not in a way that makes him truly want to run. ] I'm fine, I don't want to—escape—ah, please! You'll make me come...
[ If he doesn't lube his fingers properly before putting the second one in, it's virtually guaranteed that the initial friction of the intrusion is going to make Keita lose it all over the elevator wall. Baizhu's call, really. ]
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Especially with how sensitive he’s being right now… ]
But that won’t do.
[ He stops, finger still inside, while the opposite arm slides over to pull Keita flush against him by the waist, so his tail can loosen up and pick up that bottle of lube at last.
He’s still getting used to how it feels, much less how to maneuver it, but he’s surprised to find how easy it is to twist the tapered end of it around the bottle and raise it up to nudge it at Keita’s hand. ]
Not until I conduct an experiment, anyway.
[ A playful nip at Keita’s ear. ]
How would you like to feel my tail inside of you?
[ Keita can count himself lucky that that tail tapers to a smooth end, about a finger’s width, and just as blunt. It’s better to start him off with something a bit simpler, right?
Especially if it prolongs his torment… ]
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—An experiment?
[ Baizhu is a doctor, isn't he? Why's he always experimenting. Keita turns his head slightly, feels that nip and the sting of Baizhu's teeth against his ear. ]
Ah. [ Maybe Keita won't need to answer in words; maybe the immediate, powerful shudder that runs through him will be answer enough, and if it's not, then the way his cock throbs and drips precum onto the smooth scales of Baizhu's tail will do the trick. ] I think—that sounds. Good, yes.
[ What has he become, really. Keita can't think too hard about it or he'll blush even harder than he already is. ]
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because he’s actually taken seriously this time, and he knows this feeling won’t last so he might as well take full advantage of it while he still can.Surely these elevators are soundproof enough. Surely no one’s going to come after them if Keita screams a little more than usual tonight… ]
Mmn, good boy.
[ Don’t mind him while he coils that tail tighter around Keita’s thighs, so the tip of it—now lubed-up and slick—can curl back toward that tight, waiting entrance and ease itself inside, Baizhu pulling his finger out so he can stretch that hole wider and slip himself deeper and deeper inside.
And oh…oh, it feels better than expected, his tail feels more sensitive than expected, as heat presses in all around him. That spiny cock of his stiffens further at the sensation, brushing its rough ends against Keita’s thigh—a threat and a promise—while Baizhu groans against Keita’s shoulder, because in the end he’s just as much a slave to the sensations as Keita is. ]
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It's cooler than a finger, strangely slippery between the scales and the lube. Keita instinctively tightens around it, his muscles rippling with pleasure before he manages to relax and accept the intrusion. It's a mix of sensations, really—the deeper Baizhu fucks him with that tail, the wider it stretches Keita's entrance, but also the more intensely he feels it deep in his belly. ]
Oh, that's—that's— [ Open-mouthed, wet and panting, Keita presses a hand to his stomach below his navel as though he might feel Baizhu's tail moving inside him. ] —Ah! W-wait, that's too—too deep—
[ Not that he thinks it'll stop Baizhu, but the sensation of muscle moving like that so far inside him is more than enough to leave Keita weak-kneed, leaning heavily against the wall of the elevator and fighting for his life not to come all over. ]
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[ He can’t help but chuckle a little at the absurdity of it all, the way they’re playing with the new parts of his body like this, discovering them together like a shared science experiment.
It’s also just really exciting to see how he must seem to his lovers prior to this. Keita has never looked so…unraveled, even when they were playing in the sauna together that time. ]
Ah, you feel so…
[ He doesn’t get to finish that as he buries a moan into Keita’s shoulder instead, and if his teeth accidentally sink a little too deeply into skin, well, who can blame him? Keita’s so hot and tight around him and he looks absolutely ruined and they’ve only really just begun, haven’t they?
He aches to put his new member in, to feel those tight walls around those swollen hemipenes, their spines gone rigid with anticipation. They’d be a problem if Keita isn’t loose enough—even Baizhu isn’t sure if his healing powers would work with this new body, never mind that his Vision dangles from a belt at his waist like always, its soft green light still glowing.
And his own tail eventually comes to a stop as its fully sheathed as far as Baizhu dares, the rational part of him hoping that this is deep enough, that the strange flexibility he can feel with his new genitals can work inside of this, but…
He has to make sure. If Keita comes, then so be it. It’s not as though he’s allowed to escape this little cage the elevator has conveniently become—
So Baizhu starts moving his tail, pulling it in and out in shallow thrusts, trying to loosen him up as much as he’s able, his mouth still lingering hot and wet over the crook between Keita’s neck and shoulder. ]
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Either way, he loves it. If Baizhu bites a little too firmly at his shoulder, Keita hardly notices, the pain of teeth only serving to heighten his arousal. He can't spread his thighs any further, given how they're restrained by his slacks still pooled around his calves; he's forced to just lean against the wall and Baizhu's grip and take it as Baizhu starts to fuck him on the end of that sinfully wonderful appendage of his.
The only thing that holds Keita back from orgasm is the thought that if he holds out, he'll get to come on Baizhu's cock (cocks?) instead. The sight of that gorgeous, ruby-red split cock with its firm hooks has burned itself into Keita's imagination, and despite himself he feels consumed with desire. He wants to know what it feels like to be fucked by something like that, wants to know what it feels like for the mingled pain and pleasure to drive him to orgasm.
So even as his knees go weak with it and his body trembles with how close he is to the precipice, Keita bites down on the heel of his hand and draws slow, steadying breaths, trying his best to avoid letting himself slip into the climax his body so desperately craves. He can feel his entrance loosening around the intrusion of Baizhu's cock and knows it won't take long—all he has to do is hold out until Baizhu thinks he's ready. ]
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But first things first: he pulls out—gently, with a sigh, for he’d gotten a little too used to the warmth of being so deep within him. Never mind that all it does is build up his own anticipation for the main event, especially when Keita doesn’t look like he’s going to last.
Neither does Baizhu, truth be told. He might be playing the part of a predator now, but even with his new monstrous body there are still things that can tax his stamina—like deftly maneuvering that tail out of the way, like holding Keita firmly in place, letting that tail of his wind about a thigh while he angles the tip of his strange new member against Keita’s entrance.
Murmuring against Keita’s ear— ]
Brace yourself—
[ And he pushes his way inside, groaning into Keita’s shoulder as the strange and alien shape of him makes its way inside, grazing those flexible spines against those moist slick walls…
It’s an agony and bliss like no other, and he has to bite down on Keita’s shoulder yet again to keep from coming before he’s even fully sheathed inside. ]
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