BottomSea and BottomBeach
- [From leviathan_chan's LJ]: A giant plastic tube starts from the water's edge on a rowdy clothing-optional beach and spirals down, water-park fashion, into the sea, terminating at the notorious Rapture Of The Deep swinger's club. Seven stories high, fashioned after a squid's head, and glowing from the interior, this bulbous blue structure lights up the ocean floor. Tentacular curtains part to reveal a vagina dentata-like entrance. Sliding in between the fleshy doors, one enters the main lounge -- sprawling, circular, dotted with spongy S-shaped chairs and pink coral tables. Fruit-salad lights swirl over shiny blue-gray walls, and it looks up onto circular terraces, like the atrium of a large hotel. Curvy mermaid waitresses serve drinks and sushi to idle-rich crustacean playboys in smoking jackets, and if that's not your scene, a little bar at the far end of the lounge provides ample tail(fin) to scope out. Scantily-clad squidgirls snort fugu poison in an adjacent pink plush grotto. Above are various rooms for more private entertainment, and on the top floor, the manager's office. Few have seen the manager and returned sane enough to tell the tale, but those who have describe him as a very, very old interdimensional being... and quite a snappy dresser.
- How about "The Living Bends" for a club name?
- A beach (that it is largely a nude beach goes without saying), dotted with sunbathers taking in the rays of the brilliant artificial sun, or lounging in one of the many open porticos and colonnades. Night dancing beneath a belt of artificial moons, which pull at the hormones as much as they do the tides.
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