You decide this wasn't quite for you. You turn back to the door,
just in time to see it slam shut. Great. You try openning the door.
It's stuck. Wonderful. As you walk deeper into the room, you
could swear you see something move in a far corner. As you
walk up, you feel something around your ankles!
A pair of tights has tripped you, and your mouth is smotherred by
a pair of cotton panties. You struggle, but you cannot get off the
floor, you feel the slothes you were wearing melt away, and your
member become fully erect. An unfamiliar voice states with a
sense of foreboding "Looking for one last hurrah I see"