You arrive to the hotel

“Okay, so I’ll talk to the boss, I’ll tell her about the situation and see what she can do for you…” Sam tells you.

You stay in the lobby for a moment. After looking around at the rest of the residents you feel like everyone here so much different than where you’re from. Everyone is a futa with a variously sized cock and great pair of boobs, not very keen on hiding them away. You can’t believe such place exists, but it’s right here and now.

You finally hear a pair of heels clacking your way…

“There he is! How did he even get here!? Ugh! Forget it! And why did you bring him here Samantha!” She shouted

“S-sorry mom, but he needed help, I found him half-dead on the beach! You can’t blame me, we gotta help him”

“He’s fine, they always are - men” she said with a hint of disgust, but finally calmed down after a moment. “Okay, let’s get this untangled, I don’t really care to know you, but I’ll let you stay at my resort and on this island as both the manager of this hotel and the mayor of this city. However, if you start causing problems, you’re out back into the water. Understood!?” She crossed her arms.

“You’ll also need to pay for your stay here, this hotel ain’t for freeloaders for that you’ll have to earn your keep. And no, U.S. dollars or any other bullshit fiat currency are not accepted here. I only believe in gold-backed futa dollars.” She sounded like a real capitalist. “Samantha will show you around, you’ll need to make yourself useful. Now excuse me but I have meetings to attend” she turned around and left, the clacking of her heels was now leaving the lobby.

“Don’t worry about her” Sam patted you on the back, “she’s just gnarly today, perhaps she just needs a drink or two.” She chuckled.

“I hope you remember our little trip around the city, but in case you forgot, here’s a little handy device, the futa tablet, it has a map, a messenger and some other handy apps. I’ve added myself as your friend there so we can keep in touch if you have any questions.” She hands it over to you.

“Thanks” you respond.

“And this is the keycard to your room, you’re on the third floor” she hands you the keycard.

"That’s all from me now, I gotta run to the beach! Byeee!"