【 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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[ 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.
[ on the other side of the confessional, sein believes he might have just had a miniature stroke. logically, separately, he knows what all those words mean. and yet suddenly, when put together in this specific context, he finds himself completely blanking on what any word means, ever, in all of time.
slowly, his gaze crawls up towards the top corner of his side of the booth, where a small, rectangular device peers down at him. he can see its shiny lens from where he sits, and he is familiar now with the concept of cameras that he knows there is most definitely someone somewhere somehow able to view him, which means someone somewhere somehow must be seeing the utterly blank yet helpless look on his face.
in that long and painful stretch of silence that meets keita's confession, and nobody bursts into the set to say they have to start all over again, sein comes to the mildly horrifying conclusion that he's actually meant to respond to this. and that seems like such a herculean task, when you don't really trust you know how words work anymore. ]
[ The silence stretches on, seemingly without end. It embarrasses Keita a little, but mostly he just finds himself somewhat amused—it's more or less the reaction he expected, because what on earth could he possibly expect anyone, much less a priest of sorts, to say to a confession like that? ]
Oh, quite, [ Keita says, forcing down the smile that threatens to curve across his lips. ] In fact, it was the octopus who initiated.
[ In reality, Keita is of course not talking about a real octopus, but rather someone with tentacles not unlike an octopus'—but that's a distinction he feels need not be made at this particular junction. He tips his head back against the wall of the confessional and looks vaguely up at the ceiling as he recalls the encounter. ]
I never would have taken myself for someone who would enjoy that manner of encounter, [ Keita says, which is in fact true. ] And yet—you might be surprised, father, by how pleasant the sensation can be.
[ this time, the resulting silence doesn't drag on for nearly as long. sein seems to be getting better at keeping up, the more keita speaks. whether it be because of his own wits catching up to him, or the casual way with which the other man recounts his experience like it were little more than a pair of friends meeting up for tea, it's tough to say. probably a healthy mix of both.
after all, it's the duty of a good scene partner to keep pace. if the other man doesn't seem too fussed, then... he probably shouldn't be either? at the very least, sein has enough sense to recognize that any other kind of reaction would likely ruin the mood.
what he settles on is something comfortably between exasperated and morbidly curious... which honestly isn't all that far from the truth anyway. ]
I don't have much experience with sea creatures. [ both intimately and not. ] Was it not, [ uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ] sticky?
[ Even despite the other man's efforts to match his mood to Keita's, it's obvious both from the duration of the pause (shorter than before, but still lengthy) and from the tone of his voice that he's a little on the back foot. Keita can't blame him for that—the script had been light on detail, after all, containing only instructions for Keita to use a personal anecdote, and the anecdote Keita has chosen is certainly a salacious one.
He shifts slightly and re-crosses his legs, considering the level of detail he wants to get into. It's easier when they're not looking at each other—if they were face to face, Keita would almost certainly not be able to say anything at all. ]
I had thought it might be, [ Keita admits. ] But no, not sticky. Just... smooth, and a bit slick.
[ Even now, he can feel his face flushing, both at the memory and with mild embarrassment at recounting it. Or maybe that has something to do with the slight fragrance of flowers that's beginning to permeate the confessional. ]
They're very, ah... flexible, the tentacles. Capable of touching in a way a person's hands might not. And all those suckers... I'm quite sensitive anyway, so...
puts my sweaty paws on him
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.
(ᇴ‿ฺᇴ)
slowly, his gaze crawls up towards the top corner of his side of the booth, where a small, rectangular device peers down at him. he can see its shiny lens from where he sits, and he is familiar now with the concept of cameras that he knows there is most definitely someone somewhere somehow able to view him, which means someone somewhere somehow must be seeing the utterly blank yet helpless look on his face.
in that long and painful stretch of silence that meets keita's confession, and nobody bursts into the set to say they have to start all over again, sein comes to the mildly horrifying conclusion that he's actually meant to respond to this. and that seems like such a herculean task, when you don't really trust you know how words work anymore. ]
...Was the octopus consenting?
(˵ •̀ ᴗ •́ ˵ ) ✧
Oh, quite, [ Keita says, forcing down the smile that threatens to curve across his lips. ] In fact, it was the octopus who initiated.
[ In reality, Keita is of course not talking about a real octopus, but rather someone with tentacles not unlike an octopus'—but that's a distinction he feels need not be made at this particular junction. He tips his head back against the wall of the confessional and looks vaguely up at the ceiling as he recalls the encounter. ]
I never would have taken myself for someone who would enjoy that manner of encounter, [ Keita says, which is in fact true. ] And yet—you might be surprised, father, by how pleasant the sensation can be.
no subject
after all, it's the duty of a good scene partner to keep pace. if the other man doesn't seem too fussed, then... he probably shouldn't be either? at the very least, sein has enough sense to recognize that any other kind of reaction would likely ruin the mood.
what he settles on is something comfortably between exasperated and morbidly curious... which honestly isn't all that far from the truth anyway. ]
I don't have much experience with sea creatures. [ both intimately and not. ] Was it not, [ uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ] sticky?
no subject
He shifts slightly and re-crosses his legs, considering the level of detail he wants to get into. It's easier when they're not looking at each other—if they were face to face, Keita would almost certainly not be able to say anything at all. ]
I had thought it might be, [ Keita admits. ] But no, not sticky. Just... smooth, and a bit slick.
[ Even now, he can feel his face flushing, both at the memory and with mild embarrassment at recounting it. Or maybe that has something to do with the slight fragrance of flowers that's beginning to permeate the confessional. ]
They're very, ah... flexible, the tentacles. Capable of touching in a way a person's hands might not. And all those suckers... I'm quite sensitive anyway, so...