Move in with the Tonys.

Tom Tony, 34, works at a neaby Golf Club - as a security guard.
He has an old VW Jetta 2002 with a broken lamp and a driving license filled with stamps. His house has 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and a pool. Both the house and the car were in his inheritance, a gift from a father he didn't knew he had until the man was dead. Maybe it was because of this he became such a scumbag, but it's not an excuse. One of the other things you know is that he's in constant need of money, and that's how you'll do it.

As a god you're free from the petty humans feeling that stop you from appreciating beauty in both the sexes, but even then, he is disgusting. His body is disproportionate, fat and hairy. It jiggles comically as you call him from the sidewalk, and he turns around surprised, thinking he was caught. After changing your appearance into a more attractive one by giving yourself a more fit body, covered in stylish clothes, and an attractive face with better skin and shapes, it's not a surprise when he analyzes you with curiosity before speaking.

"Who are you? What do you want?" he says, turning around and moving away from your former house.

"Is this your house?" you ask, trying to sound innocent.

"Why do you ask? Who do you think you are?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir, let me begin again. My name is Michael Belloc, I'm new here in this city. I have been looking for a new home for the last few days, you see, and this street seems like the kind of place I'd love to live in."

"Yeah, we have no houses for rent or sale here, more luck next time." Tom says, returning to his own house, just as annoying as ever.

"No, no. I don't want an entire house. I just need a room, and will gladly pay for it accordingly, money is NOT a problem!"

Those words probably sound like magic words inside his head, and you grin as he looks at you with a face you had never seen before... scumbag.

"Well, now that I think of it... we do have a few rooms in my house that aren't being used... how much did you want to expend, again?"

"Well, I wanted something around 1200$... maybe 1500$..." he tries keeping his calm but you can see the joy in his face.

"Hmmm, that won't do... I was expeting something around the 2k, you know?"

"Sir, make it so that I have 3 meals, breakfast in bed, water, power and my room getting cleaned, and I will gladly pay 2500$ - paid in advance!" you say offering your hand for him to shake and he does so almost too happy.

"Welcome home!" he says, leading you toward his house with a hand on your back "My name is Tomas Jackson Tony. You can call me Tom, Jackson or Tony... what was your name again?"

"Belloc, Michael Belloc."

"Belloc? Where is that from?"

"It's British. My grandmother was a british woman called Elaine Belloc. I inherited some of her qualities, like the surname."

"I see... I inherited this house from my father. This was the second and last good thing he did to me, the first being fucking my mother" he says, before laughing loudly.

It really is a great house. It mostly follows the pattern of all the other houses in this neighborhood with white wooden walls and green grass on the front lawn, but the size and the frontal design tells you that there is something more to it.

He unlocks the door and you two walk in and head to the living room, where his wife is lying on her side on the couch while the daughter sits on the ground, both watching TV before he announces your presence and they look at you.

"Honey, this is Michael . He was looking for a room for him to rent, so I thought 'why not?'. He'll move in herewith us and use one of the free rooms."

Both women look at you. The wife, Sandra, with brown short hair, has wide hips, a fat ass and big tits, the standard milf. Their daughter, Sally, is not so far, and might probably become just like her mother in a few years - and a pregnancy. Their expressions show surprise, as they were not expecting a new roomate, much less such an attractive one.

"What do you mean?" Sandra asks "Honey, are you sure?"

Tom gets a bit angry but manages to hide it. He says "Sally, please show him the rooms and let him choose one of them, me and your mother will talk about this"

The young girl hesitates before getting up, saying "I-uuh, sure" she approaches you and adds "Come with me"

You look at Sandra before smiling and leaving, following Sally. You two go up stairs, giving you a close up view of her shapely ass, and then walk to a long corridor where you see two doors to the left and two doors to the right, with one final door near the end of the corridor. She opens the first door to the left and presents you a simple room with a bed, a wardrobe and a desk. It's quite large, and would give you plenty of space for more furniture, if you decide to get more. Everything seems to be dusty, showing you how little they cared about this room.

"The other room is the same thing, with the same size and stuff... the only differences are the positions. This room is closer to the entrance, and the room on the other side of the corridor is their bedroom. The one in the back is closer to the bathroom, and is also closer to my room..."

You look at her and notice she has a slight blush on her face. Seems like the rooms are the same thing, guess you'll have to choose based on the neighborhood.