【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[ If Maomao wants her to wait, she'll wait obediently. ]
No siblings, no parents. At its worst, the survival rate on my planet was really low.
[ Pollution had destroyed everything, even the air itself. But that past seems so far away, especially now, so she speaks about that place as if happened to someone else. ]
Oh that cannot be good. So as much as she can try to avoid having sex, there would be consequences to it. She groans, hiding her face in her hands. That was just her luck, wasn’t it? Her first taste of freedom and it was at a sex hotel where she was once again trapped.
“What kind of side effects?” She really doesn’t want to know, but she also needs to know if she was going to survive this.
She tenses at his hand on her shoulder, but relaxes at the familiarity of it all. Sure, she is still quite angry at him, doesn’t quite forgive him, still wants to scream at him until her voice goes hoarse, but it was comforting. He was trying to reassure her, to prepare her for her time here.
( oops. being overeager to get something done will do that sometimes, and that's just how you accidentally wind up with the real life food delivery boy held captive in your chair.
'she all but strongarmed him into it'. accidentally. allegedly, even. )
I didn't know they were getting anything, so I just assumed those were your props or something.
( it's not the most unusual thing she's seen today! )
Do you always just let yourself get pulled along for stuff?
[Well, phew. At least they don't have to look for a set of pants with four legs. 'Something loose-fitting' is probably the best they could hope for anyway.]
Hmm. Do any of those movies take place on a boat? You could say you've been cast as the ship and steal the sail.
[He's... only slightly joking.]
...Or steal the sail outright, I suppose. They don't really seem to have the film sets locked down.
[Reno feels like a million bucks tonight, and he enjoys the attention to the fullest. But no matter how much others might stare and look, he stays in Rude's arm and has his own wrapped around his partner's waist. Tonight is only for them.
Even if they filmed several of these cheap movies together, and even though they still end up in bed together every night, Reno never gets tired of Rude. He can get lost in Rude's arms, his scent, the scratch of his stubble, how his hands feel and how good his cock is. And how he is simply the one person that Reno would never want to miss. Their silent communications, Rude's hums when Reno talks, the way they just get each other. No, he'll never get tired of him, ever.
The black lace of Reno's underwear is already straining as Reno is growing hard at the promise of having yet another experience with Rude, and he quickly complies. He slips into Rude's lap, his legs to either side of Rude's so that he already has to spread his legs apart, exposing them thanks to the cut of the dress, and yet, his crotch is still covered with lace and red fabric. Both can easily pushed aside though.]
Careful, we don't wanna ruin your suit, don't we?
[Except his tone already promises that that's exactly what he's planning to do!]
"They're different, depending on what suit you get. You likely don't have one being this new. Once they get you in a proper room, though, you'll get the suit and tattoo. But usually they affect either your emotions, or something physical, and cause you to need sex to abate the effects."
There's also the aphrodisiacs in everything...but it's not consistent, so no need to put her off having anything to drink or eat.
As for her anger, Uta is allowed it, every last bit of it. If she needs to yell at him later, well, he's always available for that.
In any event, Minato's too busy fiddling with the shoe buckle to notice how unladylike Akira is sitting. He's too distracted as well to wonder what exactly Akira was doing, hiding out in a honeywagon in the first place. ]
I... don't really know.
[ Minato swaps to his other foot. Maybe there's something wrong with that one shoe? He reaches for that buckle and tugs on the strap. ]
That's weird.
[ What kind of shoes from hell did they put on him?? ]
It doesn't look like the buckle's caught on anything...
[ He can see it himself, the way the metal bit should slip right out of the hole. And it's not like the strap was too stiff to pull through the square-shaped hole either. ]
[ Oh. It's a costume. The surprise reaches his eyes, though he manages not to blurt out his conclusion. Again: used to having plenty of actual monsters around, and not so many magical equippable tails... ]
This? Ever since I transformed people keep trying to rope me into extra scenes so I'm trying to look like a stage assistant instead of an actor. So keep asking me for things. Really.
( see, she was about to get defensive about him getting defensive because it's not like she was going to assume he did sex work for a living!! not that it's inherently a bad thing, but still! it's just not something she would have wanted to consider!!!!
also it's a reflex to get prickly, unfortunately.
but it quickly dissipates when she hears the sound, and for a moment she thinks she might've spilled something so she's quick to react, but the direction of the sound is wrong? so she turns, and - )
.. ??!??
( sometimes having the reaction time she does is a curse. what the hell is that! it almost looks like a trick of the light? but it's shaped so specifically that she's just standing there for a whole second trying to piece together what she's even looking at. )
Uhm, ( she has no idea what his name is, she realizes, ) .. Mister, your pet lizard is in my way.
[A crunch of footsteps against the forest floor signal that Xue Yang's words haven't fallen on deaf ears. What brought Matoba wandering through this elaborate forest set was not any hopes of becoming a star, or even a sense of wonder and mystery in the carefully-crafted magical landscape. He's had quite enough of that, thank you. But real forests like this one tend to attract all manner of troublesome monsters, and why not pick off some of the weaklings while their guards are down?]
[...Humans with their guards down? Well. That is a different problem.]
Oya, oya... [Draping a kimono sleeve carefully against his mouth and nose, Matoba gazes down at the man clearly having a hard time in the leaves.] I see. Could it be that you took the wrong path through the blooms? They've certainly gone through a lot of effort to recreate demonic fauna.
[His eye scrapes over the man. Something feels...] Are you in need of assistance?
[Reno isn't sure how much of an attitude he should put up in this scene. In the end, they both know how it will end, but so many ways to get there.
Reno tilts his head a little, definitely not wanting to "give in" so fast.]
I'm dressed up and chained in front of you, what do you think?
[His eyes wander once again over Dan Heng's form and then rest on his eyes, giving him a quick wink. He wants to tease him, he wants to see the confidence he believes is in Dan Heng, so a stupid play like this should be the perfect moment for it, right? Reno hopes that Dan Heng gets the message, "come on, convince me. Show me how hot you are!"]
[His head turns to follow him as he moves, a little wary, but indignant, too. Yaps too much...?? He barely opened his mouth! He does what he can to keep his temper reigned in. If he complains, then he will only prove the other man's words...!
Nng... that's unfair.
. . . He really does look like someone who could have fought a bear. That is definitely not why he isn't protesting so much. Not at all.]
If you have any ideas, then I am all ears. I have pulled and tugged and struggled for an embarrassing amount of time now. Who would make such impractical clothing??
[Who the hell is this asshole?! Bakugo's expression wrenches into a pissed off snarl, half disgusted, half enraged. He doesn't just let anyone wrap around him like a goddamn octopus!! Arms snaked about his back, legs tangling with his own despite his attempts to tug them backwards. Half-wrapped up in sheets as it is doesn't help either!
What the hell?! This guy's squeezing him tighter, and he's fucking strong! Was that his goddamn spine?!]
I said wake the fuck up! [Snaps, pops, a flaring light rapidly glowing orange yellow white as his palm blazes in charged up--
KA-BOOOM!
The entire trailer from the outside squishes downward before hopping upward in an arc, windows abruptly blasting outward as a massive explosion obliterates... um... everything?! It crashes back down with a thud on its wheels, smoking and creaking as sheet pieces and now-burnt pillows flop around its smoldering interior.
“That’s—“ she frowns, cutting herself off. It wasn’t fair! She wanted to, well, she’s not sure really. Did she want the romance? She’s read enough books about it (or well whatever was left on Elegia unaffected) to know it could be sweet. Or did she want it to just happen? It’s not a big deal, but at the same time it feels monumental.
She’s not a child, so fair really wasn’t relevant. Life wasn’t fair, as she’s learned.
“That’s not right.” She resolves to say. “No one should be forced to do anything they don’t want to.”
She shifts lowering her feet back down on the floor.
“So what’s the point then, if I have to?” She knows it’s awkward, talking about this with her father, but she has to know. He’s been here for some time, so he must have some sort of answer.
She frowns again. That’s not something she wants to think about.
[ Frankly, Keita isn't entirely sure how he wound up involved in this particular production. First of all, he's Buddhist—he's barely even been inside a church, let alone attended a confession. Second of all, moving pictures haven't even been invented when he's from, which makes him a terrible candidate for any of the roles involved in such a production—
And yet here he is, sitting in one half of a confessional with one knee neatly crossed over the other, listening to a priest ask him what he'd been saying. ]
I said, [ Keita replies, his voice laced with both wryness and amusement, ] "forgive me, father, for I have sinned." And I believe I'm now meant to tell you when my last confession was, but I've never made confession, so I suppose it's been about 41 years.
[ Maybe he had better just jump right into the sinning bit. The director had been clear on this subject: whatever Keita confesses to, it needed to be salacious. It didn't have to be true, but it did have to be horny. For better or worse, though, Keita feels it a better idea to rely on something that's at least half truth rather than trying to be creative. ]
My sin is lust, [ he says. ] I recently let myself be—fucked [ Keita is not used to saying that word out loud ] by a giant octopus.
[Not that he has any professional training in this, but hey, he likes pretty things and has developed somewhat of an eye for aesthetics, even if his own are sometimes a bit .. questionable.
he reaches into the kit he was provided with and reaches for a few foundation bottles that seem to be close to her skin tone and swatches them just to see what fits best.]
Not really. But got some experience with this stuff from back home, so the house apparently thought that I should be able to also do it on others,
[He shrugs as he decides on the color closest to her tone.]
So far I haven't gotten any complaints, so I hope you won't be the first~
[In order to debase oneself, one must have set certain standards in the first place. Not that Seiji has no standards (despite what many have implied), but the thing about being willing to do just about anything to get what you want is that floor is very, very low.]
[Surely, Natori already knows that deep down, but needs it hammered home. Like many things about the Matoba, it simply came with the territory. Literally and figuratively.]
[It's because he couldn't accept that baseline in the first place, that they are like this now.]
Haha. [He reacts like it's a joke, like everything Natori says always seems to be, to him. But he isn't thinking of it in the same way as Shuichi. He's been here long enough to not even consider the possibility of Natori being allowed to leave so easily.] Yes, you're too new to have been claimed just yet. But that is a curse that you will come to know very soon.
I wonder which one will claim you? I'd like to say I have my guesses, but I don't know if you could survive that one for long. [Too soft-hearted, he dangles it like a threat, but he is already thinking ahead of how to maneuver Shuichi so as to counteract it. This is really a problem.]
Minato's eyes screw shut even further as her seatmate pinches his cheek. Okay. Not a dream. He blinks a couple of times, lifting a hand to pull the stranger's fingers off his face. ]
Wh --
[ He glances over at his company who's looking a little too ticked off to be cute. Cute girls don't pinch sleeping peoples' cheeks. Extremely un-cute behavior. ]
Hey, that hurts...
[ He rubs his cheek before realizing he can still hear plenty of forced moaning coming from the movie's speakers. His gaze shifts back to the screen where -- hm. Movie's still going. If that's the case, why did she wake him up? ]
[ Down she goes like a jenga tower; at least she lands atop a tangle of fluffy jackets, but the impact still makes an audible thud. And for as awful and rude as Fuuta usually is, at least he has the minimum manners to bark out a mortified: ]
-- shit, sorry! [ Although it's rather mitigated by the fact that it's immediately followed with: ] Look, just -- get over here, okay?!
[ Said as he hastily grabs at her clothes, tugging at her to try and drag her into the shelter of the clothing racks where he is. The sound of footsteps coming from down the aisle, along with a staff member's call of 'what the heck was that noise?!' just has him tugging even more frantically. ]
Uh. [ The possibility of his armor being poorly-fitted hadn't even occurred to him, to be honest. Fuuta pauses, blinks, looks down at himself for a moment, then looks back to Blade. ] ... sure?
[ Said as he awkwardly straightens up from where he'd been slouching against a nearby boulder (with horrible shrimp posture, as expected of a chronic internet denizen). And then, after a moment's consideration, holds his arms out? Just in case Blade needs to look at the belt down his side keeping his armor plates in place or anything. They're a bit big on him, not that he knows it; apparently the costuming department expected most of their knight actors to be a bit bulkier than him.
And while Fuuta waits for Blade's assessment, he gives the guy another look-over before commenting in as blasé a fashion as he can manage: ]
You're pretty used to this kinda stuff, huh? Since you were looking for a sword before, too ...
[ Fuuta is a poor liar at the best of time. It's obvious he's curious for details. ]
[Hair the color of spring leaves, streaked with golden hue. Supple enough body, toned without being too stickish. A pretty face without veering too much into androgyny. And a mouth that isn't keen on shutting up when it'd be the better option. Bakugo finishes his wandering circle around his new bride, eyes taking a few more up and down scans in wrap.
They didn't send some blushing whimper letting him do whatever he wanted or freaking out in tears and pleas like the last one. Pain in the ass. She didn't shut up for hours. Finally had to let one of his guards have her instead. Like hell does he want to bed wailing their damn head off the entire time.
Yeah unfortunately Bakugo's role absorption doesn't actually give him the ability to transform into a dragon, despite bragging about doing so. But that doesn't mean the theater isn't equipped for this. One half of his mouth twitches in a mocking sneer, eyes lighting in challenge when Hiyori goads at him.
Wait... what the hell's he looking at? Red eyes swing towards the corner of his sockets and he twists his head, cape slapping against Hiyori's side as he glares daggers to the man behind the smoke and steam. Ugh, a shitty interloper.] SCRAM, ASSHOLE!!
[Momentary character break? Who knows? But the next second, a lever cranks and clouds abruptly burst from the ground below, covering Bakugo from view. A loud roar reverberates through the room, followed by a thudding sound, before--
an entire dragon snout and head shoves through the smoke and steam, red with black horns and rows of sharp teeth around a slick tongue! ... Yeah, it's a prop, but a hella good one too. Small white dots over the surface suggest motion capture for greater CGI covering after filming has wrapped.]
I'll show you more than that.
[Bakugo's voice echoes from a speaker in the dragon's maw, accompanied with subtle roars.]
[ The costume's possession sure is a funny thing. Because it convinces Fuuta that he's a horny humanoid dragon with enough lust and stamina to fuck his way through a whole battalion of strong warriors and knights, and he sure does believe it! As he gazes down upon the bodies littered around the cave, he sure does believe that he just screwed the whole lot of them, screwing each and everyone until they were fucked brainless and compliant! He's just that good! He's a fearsome dragon, of course he is!
-- except, for as much as his brain convinces him that he's on a roll here, it's objectively not true. He hasn't even touched anyone yet, merely standing in place near the back of the cavern, posed over a warrior who's sprawled over the ground, panting and moaning and twitching in "post-orgasmic bliss." And while a normal person might not that much out of seeing this ridiculous set-up ... Fuuta's dragon-pilled brain can think of little more arousing than this. His blood runs terribly hot as he's subject to all the mounting arousal of a dragon being fed a dozen delicious romps, with none of the actual release of said romps.
Which is to say, by the time Narumi stumbles closer to him and the director shouts, 'ACTION!' he's already insanely turned on.
There's an uncharacteristically hungry glint to his eyes as he stalks forward; when he steps over the groaning body of a "fucked-stupid" actor and lets his prosthetic tail drag tantalizingly over the woman's throat, the touch earns a breathless whimper, but Fuuta doesn't even pay it any attention. All of his focus is on Narumi as he legs his tongue drag over the point of his fake fang. ]
Those should be my words, warrior. ... rejoice! [ It's soooo cringe and overdramatic when he spreads his arms as if in invitation, robotic wings flapping wide behind him. At least the flicker of special effects backlighting him with an eerie glow help sell the scene a bit as he cackles. ] You're the last one left! I'll be sure to reward you well for your bravery!
[Well, the script says that he will be so blasphemous, but the way to get there is basically up to them. And Olivine already looks so beautifully affected, Reno almost wants to break character to give him a fleeting, sweet kiss.
However, he stays in his role, even though his eyes softened for a moment, but after a blink, his gaze is back to piercing and that smirk curls his lips in the most evil way. He reaches out to grab the vibrator and weighs it in his hand, while looking at his priest.]
Well, I certainly don't mind defiling this place, that's for sure. However, are you really denying yourself the pleasure that's right here in front of you?
[Reno guides the vibrator to his mouth and slides his tongue along the plastic shaft, never even blinking as he stares at Olivine. Slowly, ever so slowly does he push the tip between his lips, lets his tongue curl around it and pulls it out again.]
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