“Huge elevator,” Billy glanced around, “You could fit a whole car in this thing. Umm… what’s that smell?”
“I like, think it’s cum?” the slutty bellhop shrugged, “Girls like to have orgies in the elevators and it’s hard to clean up all the splooge and stuff with the carpets in here.”
“O-orgies?” Billy double-took.
“Oh yeah,” the bellhop nodded, “They’re like, suuuuper fun. You’re probably gonna join in on one sooner or later, babe.”
“H-huh?” Billy stuttered.
The elevator came to the eleventh floor soon enough, and the movers led Billy to an apartment labeled with a V. As he passed, he could hear various muffled moans and squeaks of pleasure leaking out of the door cracks.
“Sorry if the soundproofing is kinda weak,” the bellhop apologized, “It’s kinda like, by design? You’re gonna love your new luxury apartment, though. It’s got like, all the newest and fanciest gadgets and toys! Free porn subscriptions too, so you’re never without stimulation.”
“Umm… quick question?” Billy asked timidly, “Is there anything in this city that isn’t overtly oversexualized?”
“Not a whole lot, no,” the bellhop shook her head, “We like, really like sex. We’re all like, such sluts! It’s suuuuper cool! Oh! Here’s your apartment!”
There it was, Billy’s new home. A luxury apartment in a sinful city. The place which was to be his central hub to this metropolitan paradise of lust and glamour. The place he would lay his head down at night and hopefully get some sleep. Apartment 11-V. With a deep breath, he put his key in the lock, and opened the door to the rest of his life in this city.
The living room was a huge mess, with countless cum-stained articles of clothes strewn about every surface. Outside of that it was fairly well decorated and came fully equipped with a huge plasma TV and everything. There was a half empty pizza box laying open on the coffee table, holding a few sparse slices of what looked like a pepperoni and… jizz pizza.
Of course, sleeping naked on the couch was who he presumed to be his roommate. Compared to most of the girls he’d seen since coming here, this woman was nowhere near as curvy. She had the slightest amount of hips, pert little C-cup tits, and a leanness that suggested she got a ton of exercise. Her long, wavy blonde hair draped over one arm of the couch, cascading like a golden waterfall. The biggest abnormality about this woman was the fact that she apparently was hardly a woman at all! Where her vagina would be was instead a full set of dick and balls! They were of pretty average size for a man, but on such a womanly body as this one’s it was striking!
The sleeper woke up as soon as the bellhop cleared her throat. She lazily opened her baby blue eyes as she looked over at her doorway and saw that she had company. Her face suddenly looked like that of someone who’s stomach just dropped.
“Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!” were the first words that came to her mouth, “Fuck, that’s right! New roomie was supposed to be here today! Jesus fuck, I thought that wasn’t until fuckin’ tomorrow, CHRIST on a stick!”
“That’s uh… yep, that’s your new roommate,” the bellhop explained, “She’s what we like to call a foul mouthed piece of work.”
“Oh don’t fuckin’ act like you’re so virtuous, Vicky,” the skinny blonde accused the bellhop, “Anyway, that’s my new roomie? Is she okay? Bitch is flatter than I am and that’s saying something.”
“Umm… a-actually,” Billy stammered, “I’m a boy?” His new roommate stared at him for a moment, seemingly in disbelief, before she started laughing really hard.”
“You’re… you’re shitting me, right?” the girl wheezed, “You yanking on my dick? A boy! In this city! You’ve gotta be fucking with me! Vicky… Vicky, please tell me she’s kidding!”
“Nope, he’s like, telling the truth,” Vicky shook her head, “Billy here’s an out-of-townie. He’s moving here on business with Nondescript LTD.”
“You’re not kidding?” the roommate picked up, “Alright, alright, I get it.” She stood up and faced Billy, arms folded behind her in a very casual kind of way. “Anyway, hey there cutie. My name’s Jocelyn, and uh yeah, this is my humble apartment. Welcome, and all that jazz. Believe me, you ain’t gonna stay a boy for fuckin’ long, bud.”