Author's Note
Hey guys, I don't know if it's a medication thing or what, but I'm finding it pretty impossible to keep to any kind of consistent writing schedule. I plan to continue working on this as it comes to me, but I expect releases to be pretty sporadic going forward.
I tried to make sure this chapter turned a bit more back to what I felt the first really did right: highlighting Jean's internal experiences in unusual sexual situations. That said, the opening of this chapter is the final bit of worldbuilding for Pleasure House. I'm hoping to have some more casual scenes that take advantage of the world in later chapters, but I do want to focus in on the more fantastical elements of Jean's new life.
Anyways, I hope everyone enjoys it.
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Rachel led the tour forward, grinning from ear to ear. She always planned her tours around the best events, but the breaking of Charlese Manton was already generating more buzz than she could have ever imagined. The Pleasure House rewarded tour guides whose tours spent or earned the organization a lot of money. Based on the din of her crowd, she expects that a few of her crowd would be purchasing time with Atani, Manton, or both some time in the near future. Unfortunately, she was left limited in the other way she generally liked to earn prestige with the organization.
She only had a single whore to promote, and one she'd never heard of at that.
It wasn't all bad, Rachel had done some digging through the personnel files during the brief respites from talking she had during the tour. For someone that hadn't sold even a single service yet, Jean Thomas had an impressive record. She had been modded by Nijue, one of the premier modding contractors on the station. Not only that, but she had apparently impressed Mistress Caracal, the cold bitch, enough in her initial evaluation to be promoted to the premier floor.
Then again, the girl had absolutely no record to speak of. Rachel had no way of telling what the futanari was good at, let alone the best way to sell her. Normally, she could count on a whore to step up and promote themselves a bit. Jean hadn't done even a smidge of that yet. She was clearly less confident about her new body in public than she was in the bedroom.
Rachel did have an idea, however, a way to break the girl out of her shell. It would be drastic, and might get her in trouble with Caracal if it didn't pan out. If it did work? Well, having that particular mistress in her pocket for promoting a new favorite would surely be worth the risk.
At this point, it was really just a question of how much work it would take to convince Jean into one of the monster pits.
Rachel smiled to herself as the crowd exited the viewing booth.
Jean was in awe of what she had just witnessed. It wasn't the style that she wanted for herself, but the sheer confidence and presence of Atani was impressive. She hoped that she would be just as talented and put-together someday soon in her career.
It was with renewed determination and a pep in her step that Jean followed Rachel's lead towards the next stop on the tour.
"It'll be nice to take a bit of a break after all that!" Rachel smiled at her group. "What better place to do it than the most relaxing area of Pleasure House? Let's head to the spa!"
The room was impressive, to say the least. One of the walls was a waterfall, which gave off a faint iridescent glow. The centerpiece of the room was a deep pool with an odd-colored tinge to the water. The most amazing thing was that above the pool floated small glowing lights, which bathed the room in dim neon light. An ever-constant mist was flowing off of the nearby waterfall.
Jean breathed in the aroma of the hot springs. She could feel some of the stress and worry fall away just by inhaling the steamy air and drinking in the scenery. The crystal-clear water shimmered slightly from the dim, floating lights, adding a sense of mystery and calmness to the area.
Jean took the time to appraise her group, noting the excitement and arousal from several of them. Rachel knew her job and had seen to it that almost all of the group was, or was becoming, very receptive to the various pleasures that the house had to offer. There were more than a few eyes scanning up and down Jean's figure. Rachel grinned at the effect the area was having on her clients, then stepped back after stopping the group.
"Alright, alright. This is an important area, especially for those of you on staff. Spa time can, of course, be purchased directly. It can, however, also be gained based on money spent with the House. For our staff members, the same can be said of various work metrics."
Rachel decides to take this chance to start worming her way into Jean's good graces.
Jean is pulled up to the front of the crowd by the felin guide and given a tight side hug. "Jean here is a great example. Whores get spa time based on their sales and client reviews. Their model is a bit more generous than most, they need to keep their bodies in tip-top shape!"
The felin groped Jean's chest with the word 'generous', and feels her up to show off her assets at the appropriate moments.
