Collector's Edition DVD, Entry 1

Part of the LubeSlinger marketing strategy has always been to offer a collector's edition DVD shortly after the theatrical release.  Yes, it's a gamble; most DVD packages are seven to nine months in the waiting after the feature hits the big screen. 

We're more inclined towards instant gratification. 

We're hoping you are, too.

Believe it or not, the thing holding us back from simultaneous release is getting the cover artwork right.  Over the next few weeks we'll be releasing glimpses at the work coming our way from designers all over the world.  The first is an interesting take from an artist in Oslo:

Tell us: how would that look sitting on your shelf?

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We have been busy here at XzillaRation Pictures.  Wrapping up production will do that.  In the days to come look for additional interviews with the talent, critical reactions to the picture, and perhaps even some discussion about the next project.  An idle cock gathers no pussy, so you can be sure that something is on the horizon!

Interview with the Lubeslinger

Recently, I sat down with a reporter from the SL newsletter, Beg for the Peg.  Here's a brief snippet from that interview.

Lotta <last name redacted> arrived at the [.:Loft:.] a few minutes after 8:30 am.  "Ms. Michalak, I hope this isn't to early for you," he inquired politely.  "I know you might have been sleeping late after a...uhm," his face flushed as he clearly didn't know how to extract himself from this, but he bravely plunged forward, "...uh...late night of...SHOOTING!" His voice cracked on the last word.

I laughed and leaned forward to take a slow sip of my chai tea.  "Oh, no worries," I said sweetly licking the bit of foam from my upper lip.  "I often wake up early on Saturday mornings.  Sometimes Paul and I enjoy Coffee together."  I sat back to prepare for his next set of questions now that he seemed a bit more at ease.  I crossed one knee over the other and knew that it would make my short robe part over my thighs but still protect my modesty...for the moment.

Lotta pulled out a digital recorder and sat it on the cushion beside him.  He tugged out his well worn notebook.  "Will you mind if I just ask a few questions."  He stammered.  "The office told me that you have another ....uh...engagement and your time is very short."

"I was privileged," he started, "to get to view the trailer before the interview.  Your work in it is amazing!" He gushed.  "I...but..." his face flushed even a little darker pink.  "But..I uhm...you see..working for Beg for the Peg...I thought there would be a little more strap on action in the Lubeslinger."  His eyes pleaded with me for forgiveness for even mentioning the words strap and on in rapid succession.

"Oh," I told him with utter confidence. "There are plans for more of that in Lubeslinger II."  I shrugged.  "You know how boys are....they are a little shy sometimes about a girl with girth!"  I giggled wickedly enjoying the look of shock, astonishment and...yah, lust that flashed over his face.

Am I a bad girl to want to start production on Lubeslinger II now?!

Read the full interview in the August edition of Beg for the Peg.  On newstands next week!

"Madam President? We have a problem."

August 2024.  Madeline "Madness" Snugg, America's first woman president, is in San Francisco, campaigning for re-election.  Like most of the things in her life, the race is tight.  

Long days meeting the voting public spill over into torrid evenings "meating" anyone she desires.  Unfortunately, one of these sessions resulted in an accident that has the fate of the world in a very dark place.  Thinking she was pleasuring herself with a Ben Wa ball, the president reached instead for the "nuclear football" that follows her everywhere she goes.  As a result, the switch that controls America's nuclear arsenal is firmly lodged where the sun never shines.  Talk about your nuclear winter!

If news of this blunder got out it would certainly mean a defeat at the polls for Madness Snugg.  It might also mean a defeat for the poles, the ones that she is keen to fuck, suck, and otherwise enjoy, since her opponent is campaigning on a vociferous no-fucking-around platform.  The clock is ticking, when the cocks should be dicking.

All of this prompts a visit to the president's Oval Orifice by the LubeSlinger.

Madeline "Madness" Snugg is played to perfection by the one and only Silver Zifer.  The role of President of the United States has to be cast carefully.  Silver is a statuesque, big-boobed, exquisitely tanned blonde who I have known for some time.  We've always wanted an opportunity to work together.  I've known firsthand how capable she is of pulling off big jobs.  Image the sigh of relief from me when I put the call in and, despite a drama-heavy schedule, her instant reply was, "Sure, lover, anything you want."  

The personification of presidential pulchritude: Silver Zifer

Silver, baby, there was no other choice for President Madness.  Thanks for being a consummate pro.  The stroke-factor you deliver in your scenes is sure to help make The LubeSlinger a hit.

"You said 'ass fucker', not 'assassin'."

 

The president is on high alert, while the director paces.

Birth of a Movement, Movement of a Birth

At last count I've been fired by the moguls in the Valley nineteen times.  For an industry that prides itself on fucking it took me a surprisingly long time to simply say, "Fuck it."  Walking into a production meeting with a dogeared and blue-jacket treatment for a film you know can make millions, yet being shown the door in the time it takes for the latest bimbo to slip out of her panties, takes a toll on a man's pecker.  

What do you do when they won't work with you?

You work for yourself.

I give you XzillaRation Pictures Ltd.  More than that, soon I will deliver the motion picture that made it all happen.  If you're an insider you've probably heard about it.  If you're not an insider, even better.  Welcome.  This is for you.  There are no outsiders here, only insiders who haven't come . . . inside.

The picture is The LubeSlinger.  If you have an appetite for juicy hot bitches and big-cocked studs, then you're going to want to visit this page in the days and weeks ahead to see what it's all about.