As all of the women started to gather around him, Paul noticed that they were all smiling while they stood a foot or two away from him. Paul thought that they may have known something about him, that he wasn't even aware of himself. As Paul took another step into the opulent gentleman's club, Paul noticed that his clothes were straining against his... now... large body.
Paul's eyes went wide, realizing that the drink must have done more to him than adding black hair onto his body. Thinking about how he must have looked then, a Paul made a huge smile. In doing so, Paul realized that the flesh on his face didn't seem right, it was more taut than normal. Feeling his face with his hand, he noticed two things. One was the fact that his hands were thicker and meatier than he had ever remembered them being while his fingernails were longer and coming to a point like... claws. The second thing that he noticed upon feeling his face, it was protruding slightly, forming a bit of a mini muzzle. Paul wanted to see himself in the mirror now, more than ever, just to get a look at the new and partially improved him.
As Paul walked through the gentleman's club, the women kept their distance from him while also flocking around him. When Paul got to the bar, which had a mirror behind it, the sensuously devious looking female stepped out of the way so Paul could see his new reflection. As Paul gazed upon himself, he saw a bit more than his hands could tell him. His eyes were a luminous hue of amber, his face was indeed the beginnings of a snout while two fangs protruded from the sealing of his lips. Opening his mouth, he saw that his incisors were: longer, sharper and very pointed to help sink his teeth into some of the toughest flesh types. When Paul started to fully comprehend what was happening to him, he smiled again, finding his nose flattening out to form more of a lupine snout and found that what he was going through that moment was amusing.