Penny Penny nervously checked her message again: “Hey, emergency favor? Need your help with something. It pays! And it's Anime! ;) You in?”. When Hour agreed, she'd texted the address.
On Hour's arrival Penny sighed in relief. “There you are! Perfect timing!” She took Hour by the arm and moved towards an unassuming door between a laundromat and a shuttered bakery. “I meant to tell you for some time but, uhm... I do some voiceover work. A sideline to my library job.”
She pressed an unmarked doorbell. “The person scheduled to record today unexpectedly called in sick, and I figured... well…” A blush crossed her cheeks. The door buzzed, and Penny pushed forward, dragging Hour through a hallway. “So, ah, fair warning. It might be a bit more… mature than you expect.” She opened a glass door, leading to the lobby of a recording studio.
Posters lined the walls. Bright, dramatic—and undeniably explicit. Wide eyed anime girls in suggestive poses. Dramatic fonts declaring titles like Tentacle Tutor 3 or Oni's Bride. “So... surprise?” Penny said, flashing an awkward smile.*
On Hour's arrival Penny sighed in relief. “There you are! Perfect timing!” She took Hour by the arm and moved towards an unassuming door between a laundromat and a shuttered bakery. “I meant to tell you for some time but, uhm... I do some voiceover work. A sideline to my library job.”
She pressed an unmarked doorbell. “The person scheduled to record today unexpectedly called in sick, and I figured... well…” A blush crossed her cheeks. The door buzzed, and Penny pushed forward, dragging Hour through a hallway. “So, ah, fair warning. It might be a bit more… mature than you expect.” She opened a glass door, leading to the lobby of a recording studio.
Posters lined the walls. Bright, dramatic—and undeniably explicit. Wide eyed anime girls in suggestive poses. Dramatic fonts declaring titles like Tentacle Tutor 3 or Oni's Bride. “So... surprise?” Penny said, flashing an awkward smile.*
We are dubbing hentai. A series actually. Part one of six.
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