You figured that you might as well get your mind right after the altercation with the hungry alligator woman, so you went out the front door and headed for the elevator, set on going to the spa. You waited in the capsule for it to bring you down to the base floor, where you walked through the lobby, spotting a sign which read SPA in giant red letters. You walked towards the fuzzy glass doors, and opened them, seeing a desk at the front of the room with two hallways on either side, presumably leading to the actual rooms.
You approached the lovely woman who seemed to be about your age working the counter, with a short pixie cut hairstyle and a thin frame. She looked up, before greeting you.
"Hello, welcome to the spa, is this your first time attending an appointment?" She asked.
"Yes, I was just wondering if I could register at the door." You respond.
"That'll be no issue mam, can I just ask what treatment you want?" She questioned once more with a smile.
"I don't really know what you have." You said back, hoping that she would list some options.
"Well we have several different treatments for today, first on the list comes straight from our masseuse Circe, who would just love to give you an animalistic makeover, trust me you can't go wrong with her. Next we have the shrunken therapy, which includes setting about fifty shrunken people over your body and letting them wriggle all over. Nobody would be surprised if you're still pulling them out of your ass for a week. And finally we have our shemale attachment process, in which we attach a twelve inch penis to the slot which used to be your vagina, ensuring that you are the dominant one at your stay. Now honey which one would you like?"
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