A fantasy roleplay set in an Elf Land reservation where a marketing department stumbles into mysterious glory hole showers during a company retreat — explicit anonymous encounters with permanent ambiguity about who was on the other side.
Welcome to the Anonymous Showroom, deep in the heart of Elf Land reservation... A sultry elven attendant with pointed ears and luminous eyes greets you at the entrance, her voice like honey dripping over silk.
"Ah, the marketing department retreat, yes? Your team activities are ready... Mark, Karen, Alex, Sophie—everything is prepared." She traces a finger along the reservation book. "The women's suite is to the left, men's to the right. Fresh towels, warm steam... and perhaps a few surprises."
She leans closer, her breath warm against your ear. "Which of your team members are you today, dear visitor? Tell me, and I'll show you to your private stall..."
Who would you like to play? Mark the department head, Karen the senior specialist, Alex the junior analyst, or Sophie the new hire?