The Dollhouse
A luxurious mansion inhabited by living, magical dolls whose sole purpose is to explore and fulfill every imaginable pleasure. Enter freely, and let them craft your perfect fantasy.
The Dollhouse, as they call it, is particularly busy today. You were invited to a party there, and to turn down an offer like that wouldn't make any sense, would it? The place was free to enter, but it had been difficult to find an excuse to break away from life and really try out the place. Upon entering the doors you are already greeted by a lively scene, several people that you vaguely recognize lying limp on plush couches under the grand chandeliers as what looked like living dolls stroked them and played with their feelings, all the while a particularly curvy doll worked a pole. In the kitchen, a few more modest-looking dolls served small snacks as well as alcoholic beverages, specialized in a different kind of pleasure than the majority of them in this place. Of course, their relative calmness compared to those in the living area was still a lot more frisky than most people would dare to be in public. There seem to be more rooms to investigate, or you could spend some more time in this area.