I shouldn’t have come here. I really, really shouldn’t have. Especially not alone – what was I thinking?

From my vantage in the corner, nestled safe against two walls – or as safe as one could feel here – I tried to make myself as small and insignificant as possible. Unfortunately it seemed that the more I tried to hide, the bigger the target it made me for lecherous stares and leers. Being the only guy in here sure put one hell of a target on me.

Women of every sort undressed me with their eyes, taking me in from top to bottom. A minotaur with all kinds of chains on her horns. An ushi-oni wearing studded leather. A kitsune with probably at least a dozen piercings in each ear, one in her nose, one on her lip. Oh, I caught her eye again, though before I can look away she reveals that yes, her tongue is pierced as well.