Every now and again, you'll be walking home late at night, cold and alone, and you'll stumble upon an unfamiliar building, or an old alley. In there, will be the Smut. The Smut is not human. It relies on those in need of a thrill. It adapts to what you like in a man or woman. It becomes what you like. It helps you achieve it. It makes you achieve it. You're never the same once you visit the smut. You never know when you visit the smut. You only know that you do, and once you do, you'll never be the same again.
Ty was walking alone one late Saturday night. He was walking home from yet another failed date. The woman that introduced herself as a 20 year old bombshell turned out to be a 47 year old widow (how he didn't see this coming, he never knew). He ditched the old hag 5 seconds after meeting her. Now, he was walking home, ungodly horny, and in need of a thrill. He could go home and look up porn, but he's seen enough to last a lifetime. He could go looking for another date, but its really late, so its not worth it to him. Finally, he gave up and decided to just head home to his old apartment.
He took a left at hooper. Then he took another left at Madison. Then a right at Rochester. And then he was lost. He had no idea where he was, or if he was still in the same town. It was solid black, and nobody was present. He had no idea if he took a wrong turn, or if it was really that late. He honestly wished he hadn't blown his phones charge on Pokemon go on the way to his date.
Suddenly, a door in front of him, flowing light into the street. Ty was intrigued. He looked into the door, but was blinded by the yellow light. A soft, erotic voice called to him. "Come in, Ty", it said, followed by a shuddering moan. Ty recognized the female pitch, but a godlike smoothness remained in her voice. A few more sensual moans, followed by, "come to me, Ty!" Ty's better instincts told him to leave, or even shut the door, but he just had to know what or who was in there.
Ty stepped into the golden doorway, and as his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw the inner room. It was lit with fluorescent lights all over the ceiling. Scarves and fabrics were hung around the room. A giant book with nearly a million pages lay on the floor in the corner. The sensual voice, now orgasmic in tone, spoke. "Welcome, Ty. I knew you couldn't resist. Come, through the curtains. I will make tonight a night to remember." A final shuddered moaning, and Ty saw the bed. It was enormous. It was bigger than a king, and blocked by a light purple curtain. Ty saw the vague outlines of a buxom female figure, but no true features. It was too blurry. Cautious, but curious, Ty drew back the curtains to get a look at the feminine figure behind it.