The first few days at the brothel took some adjusting to. First of all, Sarah felt overwhelmingly hungry for a lot of the day, and she was quickly putting on the weight for her body to utilise. For the first day and a half she was eating anything and everything the brothel could offer her, but suddenly around dinner time on day two, she couldn't stomach the thought of eating anymore meat, let alone beef. Since then she'd been craving nothing but greens, chowing down on large amounts of vegetables for each meal.
Her body had started changing already, primarily just packing on weight in the places she was expecting. Her breasts and hips were expanding the most, with the rest of her body following slowly to keep proportionate. While she walked in 3 days ago a B cup, she was already pushing D, and found herself incredibly grateful for the clothes her room was kitted out with.
She hadn't really had any chances to mingle with the other 'employees' though, most of whom seemed to be constantly taking clients. She was a little impressed at how much they all seemed to be willing to 'take' a day. Outside of Marie, she'd seen a number of other cat girls though, most of them anthro, but the one feral she saw stood out to her the most. She was being led down the hall on a leash by another staff member, and she was acting exactly as a cat would. She wasn't even sure she was capable of talking anymore, just letting out the most convincing meow she'd ever heard. It definitely made Sarah feel better about not going the feral route herself.
Besides that, she'd seen a number of dog girls, a couple of horses, a mouse and even a pig. There were even some more 'exotic' transformations about, such as a tiger girl, one that resembled a parrot, and a particularly large elephant lady. The variety felt a little overwhelming at times, she could only imagine how the bar area looked during peak hours.
However, Sarah was yet to meet another cow girl, unsure if there was a reason for it. What if they were unpopular with customers? What if they were unpopular as a choice to turn into? Was there a reason for it?
Sarah nursed her drink, trying not to worry about it too much. She'd already started so she may aswell see it out to the end.
Suddenly Marie appeared out of nowhere, as she always seemed to.
"Hi Sarah! Hope you're settling in okay, we all know how overwhelming it can be to begin with" she said, with even more pep than the last time they met.
"Hey Marie... Yes I'm doing okay I think, it's all a lot to take in but I'm sure I'll get there"
"Great! I just wanted to ask, would you be willing to take a client? We have one who's particularly interested in your species, and he's even expressed a heavy interest in getting to meet regularly to see the transformation process. That kind of customer usually pays incredibly well, if you're interested?"
Sarah didn't know how to answer, intense nerves washed over her body. 'Am I ready? What if I'm not? What if I disappoint?' she thought, with other questions flashing through her mind. Marie continued to stare at her, smiling with an almost creepy intensity.
"Sure...okay I'll give it go" Sarah said.
"Wonderful! He'll be here tomorrow night at 7pm. Meet him down in the bar." Marie chirped, before bouncing off down the hall.