Having noticed all of the new smells that he didn't before, having the huge boner that he did, having brushed up against the stray, Paul decided that he was going to just go to the brothel and pay the tariff. It wasn't a big deal to Paul either way, he came to Pleasure Island for just that... pleasure, which meant in one way fun and relaxation.
Upon reaching the front door to the brothel "Moonstruck", Paul saw a huge pair of red leather double doors with buttons in the pattern of a circle, a half on each door. In front of the door was a short, red carpet with a large and burly man standing there with his arms crossed. Seeing Paul, the man smiled showing off his teeth slightly while Paul realized just how huge the guy was. Images of UFC fighter Brock Lesner came to mind and Paul knew that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to mess with him.
Wanting to gain admittance, Paul walked right up to the rope and stopped, waiting for the big guy to give him the access that he wanted... no, desired now. Seeing Paul and knowing he wanted to enter, the big man chuckled and Paul watched his huge upper body heave with every muted laugh.
As the big man came up to Paul and smiled, Paul noticed that his teeth were slightly longer and sharper than what he thought was normal. Paul shrugged his shoulders and paid it no mind, but then he noticed that the muscle man was also hairy. His forearms, mid-bicep/tricep and the exposed portion of his chest had thick auburn hair. Paul also noticed that the man had a thick five o'clock shadow, if not a slight beard going. Paul chuckled to himself, thinking that it was nice to see that not all buff guys shaved. In Paul's mind, men were meant to be hairy and women were to be smooth and pristine.
"Excuse me..." Paul stopped, hearing his voice was deep and resonating, when it hadn't ever been.
"Yes... I assume you want into the club, right?" The big man said as he smiled, showing off his teeth fully this time.
Paul noticed that this guy had the same type of voice he had now and thought that was slightly odd. Paul just nodded, not really wanting to speak.
"Alright, that is fine with me, but I do have to tell you that we cater to both tastes."
"What do you mean?"
"Moonstruck offers services to both the hetero and homosexual men that come to the island. When you enter, you will choose to go through one of two doors. If you go to the left, you will enter the straight men's lounge and if you enter the right one you will be in the gay men's lounge." The man finished as he unhooked the rope barring access to the club.
"Alright, thank you very much sir. Is there a cover to pay?" Paul asked curiously, starting to feel more relaxed and different.
"No sir, there is not a cover for new visitors to Moonstruck. We like to be courteous and hospitable to new patrons. I do have to warn you though. If you enter the opposite door to your taste, your taste will be changed permanently... unless you happen to enter the opposite door again and you will be as you are right now."
"Alright! Thanks again." You say as you push your way into the foyer.
Looking around, you only see the door to your left and the door to your right. Wanting something, but not really knowing what it was other than another drink, Paul enters...