Deluxe Master Package

"Uh... M... Mstr..." Marina mumbled.

The receptionist leaned forward. "Sorry, I didn't quite catch that?"

"D-Deluxe, um... Master... p-package..."

"Oh! Of course. I'll get you signed right up for that..."

Marina let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. The receptionist didn't seem to judge her for wanting to be a pet owner here at all... I mean, even she knew that anyone looking at her would think she was a pet. But Marina wanted to feel like she was in charge for a change... She wanted to feel like she had control for once, even if it was just consensual control over one person who she simply wanted to shower with her affection and nurturing urges.

"Do you have a preference for what kind of pet you adopt from us? Depending on the kind you want, we might have to put you on a waiting list, but you can spend time in your assigned room or enjoying the sights and facilities of the resort until then," the receptionist explained, smiling at Marina. Ugh, she was so bright... It made Marina feel all the more drab and overlookable.