While this is not the first commission I've completed on VGen, it certainly is the first spicy one— and I'm really happy with how it turned out and the commissioner trusting me to deliver on what they were looking for with our charming Harlequin :3c
So behold! I have a feeling that I will be learning a lot about the intricate details of proper sound effects and crafting a good soundscape for these types of audios (and also how to pronounce Portuguese better...). It is genuinely a lot of fun to do! :D
Credits:
SFX: OpenNSFW Sound Pack
The Freak Circus ( @nekoboydreams / @freakcircusofhorrors )
Want to commission me for custom audio, voiceover or ASMR? Go check out my VGen page!
For those of you interested, below is the script that was provided to me with the commission— I’ve only changed the formatting a little bit and a word or two for flow, and I’ve been given permission to share it with the Portuguese translations!
Nossa [Wow]. You're already nodding. You don't even know what you're agreeing to. That's my favorite part. The blind, stupid trust. It's delicious
You think you can handle me? That's cute. You don't even know what you're asking for, do you, queirda? Não, não [No, no] — don't look away. I want to watch you squirm.
Meu Deus [My god] (light chuckle) Look at you. All flustered already, and I haven't even moved yet. (clicking tongue) Você é muito fofa e patética [You are very cute and pathetic].
(Quiet grunts)
Tell me... does Pierrot make you sound like this? Hm? (grunt, brief slapping sounds) Does he fuck you like he's trying to carve his name into your skin? Your bones? No, of course not.
That sad little mutt wouldn't know how. He'd probably ask permission. Holding your hand. Bringing you flowers. How sweet.
Mas eu vou te destruir [But I'm going to destroy you]. I'll ruin you so beautifully you'll forget your own name.
Still no answer. Can't even speak. Tão adorável [So adorable]… So pretty when you're brainless.
Say it. Say he doesn't make you feel a fucking thing. Say you're mine. Say it while I'm inside you, filling you so full that—
(whispers) you'll be dripping me for hours.
Fale Querida [Speak, my dear]. Speak. Or I stop. Your choice.
(Silence)
That’s what I thought. He never stood a chance, did he? Poor, pretty Pierrot…
You belong to me.
Don’t forget that.
