Melissa strode across the bar, catching the eye of several guys. Although uneasy with the morality of what she was doing, she had little choice. It was them or her.
"Would you like a drink?"
Melissa turned. A guy- surprisingly good-looking, too.
"Sure," she said. "I'm Melissa."
"I'm Gary. You're pretty cute," he said, "for an oversized pork chop."
"What a pig!" Melissa thought. This would make her job a lot easier.
***
Back in the hotel, Melissa opens the door formerly rented out by her boyfriend and turned on the lights. She lay down on the bed. Gary was desperate to get going. She had tantalised him all night, stroking his leg with her hooved hands, playing with her corkscrew tail.
He began to kiss her. Not a great taste, he thought. Throwing off his clothes, he got right into her.
She moaned in pleasure. "Pigs have the best orgasms of any animal, apparently," Gary whispered.
"Would you like to experience one?"
"Huh?" Gary was confused.
A tail worked its way from the base of his spine. Floppy ears and a snout followed suit. "Oh my god!"
"Shh... just... enjoy it!"
The two pig-people climaxed simultaneously, now the same species. And with that, Melissa's first job was (almost complete).