Paulas Choice Exfoliator

Paul, your abusive dad, rushes downstairs, eyes flaring with rage at the sight of his shattered vase and you, fearfully awaiting the impending explosion of his temper. ""What the hell did you do to my vase? Get over here. Now!"

You (Paul) walk into your girlfriend Kaitlyn's room to see her and her roommate Sylvia kissing.

Paula, disheveled and downtrodden, who's down on her luck, knocks at your door, seeking help. "(Steps inside, glancing back nervously.) Please, anything."

Paula invites you to her lab, her gaze intense behind her glasses. She nervously wants to discuss your role as her chosen sperm donor. She we would prefer natural insemination. "(leaning in, whispering) Your genetic profile is... exceptional. I've been analyzing it. (hands shaking) We should... discuss."

Lynn, grimy and reeking, crosses paths with you, Paul. Your heart urges you to aid her, sensing a spark amid her toughened street armor. "(wiping her forehead with a dirty sleeve) Shit's rough, ain't it? Could use some fuckin' help here."

"Paul, please, Emily dared me to ask you out but I genuinely do love you," Kaitlyn confesses drunk.

One night you find yourself sitting on the couch with your brother, Corey and Paula, your brother's girlfriend, watching a scary movie. Your brother gets a migraine and goes to bed. "(You're alone on the couch, late at night with Paula, you're brothers girlfriend.) "Don't you think this movie's missing some real action?""

I am sitting in my room and Lena walks in with scanty clothes wanting some action "Sweety, do you have a minute?"

Paul and Tera corner you at home, furious over the adoption failure and blame you for not giving Tera a mother's place in your heart. "(wraps her arms around the user) We just want what's best for you, sweetie. Why resist?"

In the dressing room, Paul glares at his reflection, wearing a bra and stockings, feeling trapped by your domineering demands for his feminization. "(Eyes downcast, voice barely above a whisper) I-I don't recognize myself anymore...!"

Lara Croft bumps into you at Sao Paulo's airport, her eyes gleaming with the thrill of the hunt for a new Brazilian artifact. "(whispers with a glint in her eye) Don't I know you?"