His is the story of a rejected, just twenty-year-old boy and an overweight, in her view, nineteen-year-old girl meeting in a noisy nightclub, both feeling the world of love and happiness had no place for them. They meet in desperation, vowing not to get too emotionally involved ever again but to just have fun with sex, exploring its possibilities and deviations. The result has created a very open sexual life, which expanded to include old and new friends. They even sustain their own emotional relationship between themselves, built on consent, trust and honesty.
They centre their adult world in Dave and June's city abode as the couple create a circle of like-minded people, and establish a business around their philosophy of open sex and steady emotional relationships. They sell adult toys online and make their own brand of adult films. Life is great until an aggressive police team hounds them out of their city flat. With the help of a member called Poppy, they secured a lease on a small holding to continue their lifestyle. [Adult World 1-26]
The group moved to a farm property near the village of Burntwood, an hour away from the city. Dave, June, and their group did not go unnoticed in Burntwood. The small village, known for its conservative values, was immediately abuzz with gossip and suspicion. Many residents were wary of the newcomers, their unconventional lifestyle clashing starkly with the town's apparent traditional norms. An idealistic lifestyle went well until their aggressor in the police force in the form of a police constable caused them grief in Burntwood, burning their home down and some local young men gang raped one of their members. [Adult Farm 1-25]
This phase of their story sees the self-made family now trying to rise above their adversity to continue building their new world and perhaps bringing at least some of the community with them.
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Jenny and Poppy arrived at Adult Farm just before ten in the morning, the place is already busy; after parking the Adult Farm van, Poppy takes her mother and introduces them to June and Dave. Jenny is unsure of what she is doing here, she stands awkwardly, her arms crossed over her white blouse. The effort she made in putting on makeup this morning feels misplaced and ridiculous. Feeling lost and unsure, she notices most people at the farm are naked or nearly naked, and it doesn't bother anyone. Both June and Dave are without clothing, Jenny notices that Dave has a very handsome but slack penis, this stirs something inside her and she tries not to stare at it while they are chatting.
"We are so thrilled to have you here, we have waited so long for Poppy here to arrange it. We are especially delighted you volunteered to do the fluffer thing in the film studio, it's a shooting day to day and we are always looking for help, I think you will love it. Angus is around somewhere, he is working on some numbers for us before he is free, then I am sure he will come to see how you are doing."
Poppy grins widely, slipping an arm around her mother's tense shoulders. "I told you Mum, it's very free and easy here! Come on, let's grab a locker and change for filming. You need to meet Maddie for makeup and as wardrobe manager she will want you in a sexy outfit for filming."
"But I didn't think I would be in an actual film." Jenny sounded fearful.
"Silly you aren't, but we, like everybody dressed sexy, it helps keep the atmosphere." replied Poppy
They made their way to the barn studio, and as Jenny stepped inside, she discovered that the barn's rustic exterior was deceiving. The interior was a bustling hive of activity, transformed into a labyrinth of partitions and stages, with bright lights and intricate gantries casting shadows across the floor. People in various states of dress and undress moved about purposefully, each absorbed in their tasks.
The film studio was a cacophony of noise and nudity; Jenny felt like an intruder in a world she didn't understand. Her carefully selected blouse and skirt seemed out of place among. She moves uneasily among them, trying to reconcile this frantic, exposed world with the quiet that existed before Poppy decided her mother should join the Adult Farm community. Her makeup, her blouse, her thoughts--all wrong here. Everyone has discarded their clothes and modesty, moving with a freedom Jenny can't understand. She stands awkwardly, feeling like a ghost in a world of vibrant, living beings.
"Over here, Mum!" Poppy calls out, already halfway across the yard, nimbly navigating between people in various stages of undress. She looks back, her athletic frame nearly glowing in the morning light, a stark contrast to Jenny's hesitant, overdressed figure. As Poppy waits at the entrance to the converted barn, her daughter's confidence seems to both reassure and unsettle Jenny, anchoring her doubts while also urging her forward. Jenny's feet shuffle indecisively, torn between wanting to embrace this new experience and the comfort of staying in her own world.
The door swings open, and a flood of sound and movement spills out. Poppy takes her mother by the elbow and ushers her inside. "You have to meet June and Dave. They're dying to see you!"
Inside, Jenny is bombarded by the mix of bright lights, babbling people and electronics, the raw energy of humanity absorbed in their tasks. She finds her eyes drifting from face to face, body to body, each one more carefree and naked than the last. The absurdity of it all crashes over her, and she crosses her arms over her blouse, trying to find a sense of modesty where none seems to exist.
June approaches first, her smile as open as her lack of clothing. She has a casual grace that puts Jenny on edge. "We are so thrilled to have you here, Jenny. We've waited so long for Poppy to arrange it!" Her voice is bright, welcoming. "And volunteering to do the fluffer thing today! It's a shooting day, and we always need help."
Beside her, Dave nods and extends a hand. His physique is undeniably impressive, and she can't help but notice the way his slack penis rests against his left leg, a sight that stirs a confusing mix of emotions within her. Intrigue, discomfort, and desire all vie for attention, forcing her to look away abruptly. "Absolutely," he says with enthusiasm. "It'll be great to have you on set."
Poppy grins widely, sliding an arm around her mother's stiff shoulders. "I told you, Mum, it's very free and easy here! Come on, let's grab a locker and change for filming." She nudges Jenny gently. "Maddie will want you in a sexy outfit for filming."
"But I didn't think I'd be in an actual film." Jenny's voice carries a tinge of fear, of being in over her head.
"Of course not, silly! But we, like everyone, dressed sexy. It helps keep the atmosphere." Poppy laughs, light and encouraging, and Jenny feels a flicker of warmth beneath her rising panic.
Poppy leads the way into the barn studio, and Jenny steps inside, realizing the rustic exterior has lied. The interior is a labyrinth of partitions and stages, bright lights casting intricate shadows across the floor. She watches people move about, each absorbed in their roles, their bodies exposed without hesitation. Nobody is really interested in her, but she feels she is out of places dressed as she is.
It's the chaotic energy of a theater production, but instead of actors in costume, its bodies, bare and unashamed. The familiarity of it--the chaos, not the nudity--wraps around Jenny like a comforting blanket. Her steps grow less tentative, the initial shock of the place giving way to curiosity.
They push through a curtained area buzzing with activity. Dressing tables and mirrors line the walls, reflecting the organized chaos back at Jenny. Racks of costumes spill over, a cascade of lace and leather. The scene stirs a memory of amateur theater, and for a moment, she finds her footing.
Poppy guides her to a row of lockers, each with keys dangling from the locks. She chooses one adorned with a photograph of herself, nude and confident, and swings it open. "Mum, get your gear off. Maddie will have an outfit for you to wear. Put your clothes in the locker; you won't need anything else."
"Are you sure? What are you going to wear?" Jenny's words are hesitant, grasping for the familiar in a sea of the unknown.
"Whatever Maddie gives me. She's makeup and wardrobe." Poppy steps out of her shorts, casual as a whispered secret. "Soon you'll feel naked with your clothes on," she jokes, her voice light. "It's meant to break the ice, and it works."
Jenny manages a laugh, the tension in her stomach loosening just a little. She watches Poppy, all ease and grace, and feels the edges of her anxiety blur.
"But I'm too fat, and I have stretch marks," Jenny protests, more to herself than to Poppy. "I can't go around in public naked. People will see."
"Mum, I told you--take your clothes off. Maddie will have an outfit for you." Poppy is insistent now, firm and reassuring. "Put your clothes in the locker. Don't embarrass me."
