Taking the keycard from the strange human who stood in front of you, you quickly scuffled to the nearest elevator, before pressing the seventh floor button, and watching the doors shut in front of you. Tacky music played over the speakers as the room which smelled of bad air fresheners ascended to your desired destination.
Life had been hard after the divorce a couple years ago, but nonetheless it went on. All the meaning that you put into the relationship with your Ex Husband was thrown out the door whenever he cheated on you with that secretary of his. Now that they were married, you decided that it might be a good idea to wash away your pain at the Resort of Change, as they advertised on the home renovation channel that you loved so much.
As the door opened, you saw a large woman, at least thirteen feet tall, but that wasn't even the strangest thing about her. The stranger thing was that she had the body of an anthropomorphic alligator. She had pink lipstick covering her enormous jaw, and a very low cut tube top with a skirt that only went a little past her hips. You could see all of her business, being that she must have preferred the breeze of not wearing underwear, and it was almost appealing.
As you walked out of the elevator, she looked at you, and grinned. Approaching you slowly, you decided that it would be best for you to get out of there as fast as you possibly could. You speedwalked down the hall, knowing that the Gator woman was slowly gaining on you, as you walked faster and faster. Not before long you could feel the hot breath from her snout on your neck, before you sharply turned, and inserted your keycard into the door marked as yours.
Quickly opening it, you slid inside, before slamming the door in the giant alligator woman's face. You were panting from the pure primal fear that was running through your body no less than a minute ago. You set your bags down as you walked to the bathroom, rinsing your face off in the sink.
You decided that it would be best to take a quick nap, and made your way to the bed, drifting off to sleep. When you woke up, you noticed that two hours had passed, and it was around time to go out for the night. You fixed your makeup, getting ready for the nightlife that this place had advertised so hard, before making your way out the door and towards
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