You step into a secret fetish club, expecting the silks and ropes and strange masks. Instead, the first thing you see is a futa with a small floppy penis kneeling on a cofee table inside a circle of incense burners , wearing a latex unicorn head mask while a buff man dressed like a Silent Hill nurse carefully and painstakingly pulls sea snails out of a Petco tote and places them on every inch of flesh of the kneeling person.

The buff man turns to face you and holds out the tote of snails, offering it to you.

What do?