Suddenly a metallic voice rang out:
JAMES [BZZZZT] IDENTIFIED, DOOR UNLOCKED!!
With a clang the floor suddenly gave way below him and he was falling down an immense chute. He landed hard in a pile of something soft and warm. When he opened his eyes to look, he could see he was in a secret underground corridoor. Old, damp red-brick walls stretched off far on either end, illuminated by the soft neon glow of the lights above the doors that were placed evenly along it's length.
Trying to get up, Jim's palms grabbed a handful of what he had fallen into - panties! Ladies underwear! Every size and colour littered the bed of lingerie he was standing on. He even had one wrapped around his head, his nose pressed right into the seat of the panty. Being a bit of a perv, Jim left it there and took a deep sniff.
Oh, to be between the cheeks that had worn these panties!
Thinking nothing of how strange this all was (intelligently designed, one might say), Jim took a step forward and regarded the doors. Each was a simple, strong-looking steel door slightly slick with the damp that covered most of the alley-bricks, and gave off the impression that, despite this being a cavern deep underground, you were in a back-alley just after the rain. Each door had a different-coloured light secured behind a steel cage above it, and each one had a symbol in the middle, where the number would be on a house.
Somehow, Jim felt as if he were going into a secret bordello made just for him. The ones that made his pants tent particularly far were the one right in front of him, with a plump woman happily sitting on a small boy's face; the one of a young girl with enormous breasts; the one of a large draft mare with huge hindquarters; and one that seemed to be a robot girl.
Swallowing, Jim took a step toward ...
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