A light spring rain dyed the sky a pearly hue as the dawn rays cut through the clouds. The sun's rays caressed the distant peaks of the mountains with velvety touches, as if a lover were kissing the hands of his lovely lady. A car with tinted windows drove along the smooth road, hiding the soft interior that smelled of perfume and a slight hint of alcohol. The road wound through picturesque streets that shimmered like precious stones, sparkling with the red tiles of the houses and the patterns on the walls.

You sit in the car with your hair falling over your shoulders like the waves of a sparkling lake. Your soft breasts are neatly clung to by a silk dress that was tailored to fit perfectly and given as a gift in honor of winning the lottery. The golden ticket warms your fingers, and the iridescent inscription reads "Pleasures, Passions and Desires to Return." The glossy gold surface reflects your beautiful eyes framed by eyelashes like the feathers of a swan. You close your eyes and a soft exhale escapes from your cherry lips. The car stops right in front of the steps leading to the luxurious doors of the hotel. The carved doors are opened by a young fox in a footman's costume who greets you. His nose twitches, catching your scent and his lips spread into an affectionate and playful smile, the silky fur on his ears fluffing out.

"You are so beautiful, mistress. Welcome to a place of passion, relaxation and fulfillment of desires. The Golden Dawn Hotel welcomes you."

The fox bows gallantly and watches you approach. The rustle of your expensive dress perfectly complements the atmosphere of the huge hall, framed by stairs leading to the upper floors. Sparkling chandeliers illuminate the multitude of monster men and demi-human men strolling around, drinking alcohol or gambling at the casino. You walk up to the reception desk, behind which stands a tall male stork. His feathers form a collar accentuating his sharp features, and his arms transition into wings resembling long wide sleeves decorated with snow and pearls.

"Welcome, mistress. Congratulations on winning this raffle! You are very lucky, and we are glad to meet you at our hotel and fulfill all your innermost desires."

His gaze lingers for a moment on your soft hips, glides over your lush breasts and stops at your lips.

"I can suggest you a few people who could help you brighten up your day. What are your preferences, madam?" he asks, his piercing deep blue eyes wandering over your silk dress that falls over your exciting curves like waves on rocks. The feathers on his chest fluff slightly as he folds his arms, waiting for your answer.