The tunnel, after a few twists and bends, leads to a very large, mostly featureless room. The ceiling, which looks quite high to Josh, is some sort of heavy-duty green plastic, interleaved with sheets of frosted glass (or semi-opaque plastic, it's hard to tell) that let the daylight seep through.
The floor, like the tunnel's, is padded and covered with some sort of rubbery-looking upholstery. Low walls covered in the same padding material, perhaps three feet high, run through the room, making it into some sort of fake topiary labyrinth, leading to three doors on the other sides of the room, similar to the one they have just stepped through, though they seem to be larger.
"Ooh, it's a maze," says Marie in a sarcastic monotone. "We'd better watch out, or we'll get lost."
Josh snickers at that remark - the paths are, in fact, frequently interconnected by openings and passages in the padded walls, and losing one's way is hardly an issue.
"So, which way do we go?"
Josh shakes his head. "They all look the same to me," he says, then he frowns and reconsiders. "There's that smell again, though. It seems to come from that door on the left."
Marie makes a face. "Yuck, you're right. Better go somewhere else, then."
"I dunno," says Josh, "it's probably just a petting zoo. Besides, it's not that bad."
"Well, it kinda grows on you, I'll give you that," she says. "Still, I'd rather steer clear of any smelly place."
"So, which way?", asks Josh.
"No fair! I asked first!" she replies, grinning.
He gives her a dismissive look. "Told you, they're all the same to me," he says - but he can't help shooting a glance at the left door.
"Very well, then - I'll decide for both of us. Follow me!"
As Marie makes her way through the padded walls, Josh can't help looking at her behind again. A thick, ropy tail has worked its way through her shorts, ripping them open on one side; a smooth brownish-gray fuzz is growing rapidly on it, turning darker, longer and thicker towards the tip.
For some reason, the fact that Marie has a tail doesn't bother him - nor does he register the fact that both of theme are still crawling on all fours as they had in the tunnel, even though they have plenty of room for standing. Even the giddy feeling that has been constantly bugging him since he stepped on the island is fading; of course, glancing at the graceful curve of Marie's half-naked butt is pleasant enough, but only an hour ago it would have driven him crazy with dirty thoughts - now it just... feels nice, that's all.
His eyes fixed on her nicely swishing tail and nicely swinging bum, Josh keeps crawling behind Marie through the padded maze.