Second Eden A Poison Paradise

Leu'Ranni adjusted her legs and pincers before settling her weight into the hammock behind the service counter. The massive scorpion that was her lower body glistened in the lights from the lamp sconces in the wall whenever she moved, letting the visitors to Second Eden know immediately that they were dealing with a non-human. She chose to keep her tail in the shadows so as not to scare the majority of the customers, though. It was no good for a receptionist to be losing business unnecessarily, though one or two wary ne'er-do-wells fleeing in terror never hurt.

As one of the three receptionist girls on the resort island, she took her job quite seriously. She was a bridge between the humans of Earth and the many diverse folk of Yvenli, her own world. Ever since the rifts had opened on the two planets, allowing for humans and the various non-human races to interact, tensions had been high.

At first, humanity has seen the rifts as some form of purposeful invasion by the people of Yvenli, launching military vessels and attacking confused folk who had wandered through without understanding the danger. Then, when it was found out that the rifts had not been purposely opened by any known entity on either side of the exchange, disputes over land rights and legality of entry has begun. Governments had fought and debated for years, at one another's throats each trying to overpower the other.

One nation even threatened war, claiming they would launch a massively destructive missile through a rift to show dominance. That was when Lady Olvyn had stepped in with a display of mystic might that had assured any such attempt would be met with mutual destruction.

Lady Olvyn was the young Emperor of Yvenli, ruler by right of might and common adoration. While the entire world was not directly under her thumb, and many separate nations had their own governing bodies, every man, woman, duonin, and child knew the face and name of the Emperor. Her power and kindness were adored and respected in equal measure.

So when she stepped forward, the people of Yvenli were behind her. With the power of her people no longer in question, proper negotiation had begun, which led to the current day and Leu'Ranni sitting at one of the hubs of human to non-human interaction on the planet. Second Eden was a plot of land large enough to be a small city set in the Pacific tropics. The land of the Island had been ripped from Yvenli itself and plopped into the ocean some several thousand miles southeast of a popular human nation known as "Japan"

The "Japanese People" had become very popular among the people of Yvenli, as they helped with the establishment of the Second Eden resort, supplying resources, technology, trade, and even name suggestions. They were a people that anyone from Yvenli could call friend.

Leu'Ranni herself had considered courting a Japanese man, though few of them found women with such an intimidating lower body as hers attractive. She simply liked the thought. Mingling with one of the small, fragile human men, learning about their home and their culture from a first hand account. She found herself daydreaming of a date, a fun, starlit dinner on one of the beaches, her prospective male settled between her pincers, leaning back on her abs as the pair of them talk and enjoyed strips of fire roasted boar.

Ranni was brought out of her reverie when the hiss of the front automatic doors signaled the entry of the next visitor group. She was in for it today. Tapping the keyboard to turn on her personal computer interface, she prepared to welcome over 100 lucky humans to Second Eden.

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"And you are Mr. Anthony J. Roderickson from the United States, yes?" Leu'Ranni asked one of the 7 special package resort guests. He was a tall man with sandy brown hair and dark chocolate eyes, a rough beard, and a "husky" build. Humans had such colorful words for one another.

"Yeah... I uh... was hoping to try out the... L Package..." the man said, coughing as though to cover his intentions. Ranni simply smiled, maintaining her pleasant demeanor. The L, or "Lover's" package was for visitors who, having gone through rigorous screening, had come to the resort with the intentions of meeting, cavorting with, and possibly going home with one of the Yvenli people. This was one of the few instances where Yvenli folk would be allowed back onto human soil, as they were there as a spouse. Some other cases included abroad study for the sake of interspecial relations, abroad internships, or political visits. There was also, a special island off of the coast of Japan for non-humans to live and trade from.

"I see. Your paperwork seems in order for you to indulge in your package for the duration of your stay. Are you intending on taking someone to visit your home upon departure?" the scorpyne woman asked, looking over his digital sheet, under which his desired outcome had been left blank. This wasn't uncommon. Humans were notoriously fickle creatures and getting them to commit do a decision of this magnitude might take his entire 4 week stay.

"I... I think I'd like to take someone to visit... I just uh... I wanted to leave my options open," the man said sheepishly. The woman who was supposed to be checked in after him tapped her heels impatiently, something that seemed to be making the man nervous.

Calmly shifting her weight from the hammock, Leu'Ranni stood, her pincers rising clearly into view as she rose several feet in height on her legs. She looked down imperiously on the little blond human woman who seemed to balk at her body when she towered a good 3 feet over even the tall male at the head of her line.

"Ma'am. I'd like to ask you to cease that noise immediately. While I understand that you are eager to taste the fruits of Second Eden, proper processing is necessary for everyone's safety. If you cannot control yourself, I will have to ask you to leave," she said, keeping her voice calm, her tone even, and her tail tip just slightly in view. It was a threat display, though she had no intention of stinging this tiny woman. It just felt empowering to show the guests a hint of danger whenever she was threatening to throw them out of the resort.

The woman seemed to shrink though not necessarily in fear. She simply seemed to not like being scolded. Nodding, she apologized and averted her eyes so as not to meet Leu'Rannis' piercing gaze. Once she had been neatly cowed, the scorpyne settled back into her hammock and returned to the task at hand.

"My apologies, Mr. Roderickson, I simply wish to receive your information uninterrupted," she said, throwing back on her professional smile with ease. Once she had received a nod, she moved on there was no need to drag things out, even if doing so would bring her some sense of petty delight. "Now. You had mentioned you wish to leave your options open. I can and will note that for you. However a more definite answer will get you more refined matches," she continued waiting for his answer.

The man nodded and thought about it for a moment before seeming to make up his mind. "Uh... just put me in for wanting to take a visitor. I'd rather not fall in love with someone who's just looking for a fling," he said, the sheepish quality in his voice refusing to leave. It was cute how easily embarrassed humans became when talking about sexual and romantic relationships.

Ranni simply nodded and put him on the take home list as requested. "Was there a particular type of match you were hoping to find? Any specifications can be met so long as you submit the request here," she continued, wondering if the man had come with a certain kind of lover in mind, of if he'd just come looking to meet someone new.

The resort got loads of both kinds of humans. Fetishists were very common visitors, coming and finding someone who met their tastes and then departing the island with randy partners they'd specifically requested. Over half of them came back, chosen partner in towe when the novelty wore off. Other humans simply came to the island looking to mingle and with an open mind. She was happy to say she had yet to see one of those particular couples return.

"I uh... I'd like to meet a cat if possible," he said, and Ranni had to fight not to roll her eyes. Of course he wanted a cat. All the horny men wanted a cat. They were the most popular girls by far when it came to the human populace, possiblity because they looked the most human. Aside from the ears, the tail, and the eyes, those girls were the closest thing to human women that could be found on Yvenli. Of course they had their own unique qualities aside from the obvious, but humans weren't the best at seeing past appearance during an initial meeting as far as Ranni was concerned.

"Of course, sir. Anything else?" she asked, noting his preference in the system.

"Uh no. I think it'd be bad to be too picky," he chuckled. While Leu'Ranni thought he was already being too picky, she did agree with the sentiment.

Giving him a nod and her best smile, she finished checking him in and then gestured past her desk to the right where a set of large double doors led into the resort proper. "Please enjoy your stay, Mr. Roderickson. The fruits of Second Eden await you."

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Tony couldn't believe his luck. It hadn't even been three hours since the scary-sexy receptionist had admitted him to second Eden, and already he'd set up a little meet-up with a hot little savannah cat girl named Hannah. About an hour into his walk around the entrance market of the resort, his phone had pinged him, giving him his RFID for his smartphone as well as a link to an app with a logo in the shape of a juicy red apple with a bite mark. These monsters really had a sense of humor.

The app turned out to be a combination map of the resort, key to his room, and match up app for the monster girls. Once he'd confirmed all of his info, which he'd already given to the resort and had already been listed in the fields, he'd been assailed with messages from prospective cat girls eager to meet up. Hannah had been... maybe the third, but she was by far the hottest with a tight little body and a cute face that screamed "bad girl". The pair of them had clicked in the built-in messenger and set up a meeting spot next to one of the apartments, which he presumed was her building during her stay on earth. That little exchange had happened about 30 minutes ago, and he was dying of anticipation as he sat on the convenient shuttle that ran towards the residential section of the resort.

Even while he was excited to meet his new "friend", he couldn't help but look around the resort and marvel at the raw beauty around him. The tropical clime lended itself to lush, pretty beach trees, green grass that was kept tall, but neat and managed, and no shortage of revealing clothing. The skies were deep, cloudless blue, and the pleasant warmth of the shade probably wouldn't ever drop below 77. Yet the 'natural' beauty aside, the architecture and the people here were stunning.

The buildings in the entry resort area had been themed, cabana-style huts and beautiful reed woven stalls in styles that he would have recognized as very human back home. Then, as one went further in, the buildings became taller, though not enough-so to ruin the view. These were the resort rooms where guests would stay, lavish hotels in smaller proportion to the ones he saw back in the states, but no less lavish. Further back, where he was headed, the city turned into a city, buildings and residential areas were abounds, though none were of a familiar make. The Yvenli people liked their buildings to have curves and twists, using a material called "ancidie" from their home that held much better against all forms of natural tragedy than concrete and rebar.

All through these sections, Tony saw countless races of people. There were tall, muscular wolfmen, gorgeous women with the lower bodies of giant spiders, tawny centaurs, hulking giants with green skin and tusks, mermaids rolling down the sidewalks on longboards, socializing. Even right next to him on the shuttle was a woman with dark hair, cinnamon shaded skin and a snake tail long enough to construct a jeep coiled where feet would normally be. Even with the other humans who were visiting the resort, it was a culture shock to be a minority and see so many bodies unlike his own.

Hed gone through the sensitivity training, and he knew not to stare, but it was far different to see such diversity on a tape and to be there in the thick of it. Tony was so wrapped up in his thoughts he nearly missed his stop on the shuttle. Luckily for him, he was the same stop where the snake lady got off so he managed to check his phone and then follow her while her coils were leaving the doors.

Stepping off the transport and onto the clean, raised walk he noticed a significant drop in sidewalk traffic in comparison to the other parts of the resort. He guessed that was because the people who actually lived on the island had jobs across the resort or other business to tend to during this time of day. Looking around it wasn't hard to find the girl he was looking for. She looked exactly like she did in her bio and was standing alone in front of the 7 story complex.

Walking over to her, Tony held up his hand in a friendly wave so he didn't sneak up and spook her. She turned as she caught the motion in her peripheral vision and he got an eye full of what he was hopefully having tonight. Hannah was about 5 feet tall if he excluded the ears, the adorable extensions adding on over half a foot. Her blond hair was done up into a pair of low buns, her long bangs swept to the side by a pretty blue clip. Her big, deep blue eyes were slits in the bright sunlight emphasizing her cat-like quality. She had cute pouty cheeks and full plush lips that the guys back home called dsl's.

He didn't hide that he was looking as his eyes roamed over her sun kissed skin, down to a modest pair of tits that he couldn't wait to get his hands on. Instead he leered, something she rewarded by stretching the neckline of her shirt with slim, clawed fingers, drawing the elastic fabric down until the top was off of her shoulders and stretched tight around her perky pillows. He could feel the blood in his body rushing to select locations as his eyes roamed over evenly tanned hills and along cleavage emphasized by her outfit. As he closed in on her, he looked lower, marveling at the way her waist cinched and then flared wildly, turning from tight flat midsection to wide womanly hip. He even got an eye full of the spotted gold and white tail that waved excitedly behind her while he stepped up to her. "Hannah, I'm guessing?" He opened, a dopey grin on his face. He knew deep down he should have tried to be more smooth with his opening, and maybe less of a pervert. He just couldn't help himself with someone this hot in front of him.

"Yeah, you're Anthony, right?" She asked, looking up at him. From where she stood, she was eye level with his chest, something he very much liked. It made her seem cuter, almost as much as the sexy way she kind of purred her r's. "The app bio said you were tall but I didn't believe it. Most humans aren't that... big, you know?" she said, her ears flicking as she smiled up at him. The expression really made him want to kiss her. She was so cute, so hot. Damn it was getting hard to think.

"Yeah... 6'8. Hell you're everything the bio promised and more. I didn't think you'd be this hot in person," he answered using his height advantage to stare down into her cleavage. He loved what he saw as she looked back up at him, her cute face blushing as she looked at him staring at her shapely chest melons. "You, uh... wanna go somewhere?" he asked, pocketing his phone, now that the girl was in his sights.

"Oh yeah," she said, her smile turning naughty as she reached out with her slender fingers and took his hand, gently pulling him with her. "I have something else I saw in your bio that I'm curious about. Then I think maybe a movie and dinner?" she said conversationally as she pulled him around wiggling those wide hips in a way that made her skirt dance alluringly.

"Anything you want, Hannah," Tony replied, wondering if he'd already tented his shorts to a noticeable degree, or if he was covert enough that he could adjust once she let his hand go and not embarrass himself. He barely even noticed as she led him down the side road beside the apartment complex and into an alley between it and the parking garage. It wasn't until the girl pushed him back against the wall of the building that he really thought about where he was. Fear bled into his arousal as part of him worried he was about to get mugged.

"Tell me," she said, leaning into him the soft squish of her tits on his round belly distracting him again as she ran those dangerous fingers along his chest. "You really packing 9 inches?"

Tony was taken aback by the question. It wasn't something he had expected any girl to ask about. It certainly was in his bio though. They'd been very specific that if he wanted to "indulge in the native delights", he had to give all of his sexual information. After taking a moment to get past the surprise, he nodded, taking a deep breath just so he could feel her tits a little more firmly on him.

"Can I see?" she asked, licking her lips as her hands ran down his body, over his sides.

"Who in their right mind would say no to that?" He asked a loud, half groaning.

In a flash she was down, crouched in front of him, unbuttoning the lower buttons of his Hawaiian Shirt and his shorts at blinding speed. He was shocked she didn't pop them with how fast she was going, but as she slid down his zipper, the next thing that she did surprised him much more.

Pressing her nose to his pelvis, the young woman breathed deeply, inhaling his musk as she nuzzled in just above the base of his cock. Husky as he was, he couldn't see what she was doing, but he sure as hell felt it. The heat of her breath ran through his thick pubes between her deep inhalations. He pressed his hips forward at the perverse display, and when she moaned into his shaft a second later, his cock was hard as steel. This girl was fuckin' freaky, and he liked it.

"Mmmm... fuck, you smell good, Anthony," she moaned running her tongue along the underside of his belly as she wiggled down his pants. The light roughness of her tongue worried him a little as bristles worked over his skin, but he held back talking as she teased him. He groaned, closing his eyes and leaning back into the building behind him as her tongue teased over his stomach. He'd been a bit worried about his beer belly but the way she was all over it had his dick aching to leave his shorts. By the time she got his pants to his lower thigh, his shaft swung up and slapped her in the under boob with a soft plap though her top.

His meat was a thick, long, veiny piece of work with a bulbous helmet and a bulging profile just under the head. His ex's had characterized it as "intimidating" which left him with a bit of worry as to how the cat would react.

Worry that was unfounded, apparently, as her fingers wrapped around it most of the way and she began to stroke him near his base while she pulled back.

"Woo~ Fucking Ryleu above, Anthony, your cock is perfect," she panted the hot mist of her breath washing over the sensitive glans as she spoke, aiming his shaft from the base. "You're gonna give it to me, right? You're gonna make me take all this fat cock meat?"

He throbbed in her grip as Hanna immediately started talking dirty, praising his dick like it was the best thing to happen in her life. He'd be lying if he said it didn't inflate his ego a little. "F-fuck yeah I'm gonna give it to you," he groaned, rolling his hips as she worked her fingers up and down along the base of his cock. He wanted more, needed more and lucky for him the little minx delivered.