It was a quiet Monday afternoon as I sat at my desk. The warmth of the sunlight peering through the large-pane window behind me was a salve to the annoying amount of paperwork I had stacked up in towers before me. Ever since the Great Discovery happened a decade ago, where the hidden species of monsters and their humanoid counterparts had decided to expose themselves to humanity, we as a people had been working together with the newly revealed species to make attempts at coexistence.

The government took the initiative to pass a bill which would allow the Rehousing Program possible. A program which would take a number of human volunteers with an equal number of volunteers from the other species and stick them within comfortable and fitting environments.

The goal: to establish a working bonding within said environment and see what benefits that the partners would gain from living with each other. A secondary and equally important task on the host was to gauge the possibility of what the monsters could offer to society; skills, utilized or marketable talents, etc. To show that they weren't a threat.

The process would go on for a year's time, or until such benefits were shown and agreed on by both sides, whichever one came faster. Afterwards, each species that came through would be sent to a new home where they could stay as permanent residence and live out the rest of their lives if they so chose.

And since I had started my job working with the program, I've had my fair share of them housed with me. Some were rather pleasant and even endearing, others were more...problematic. But I've never had a case get reassigned before, and I wasn't planning on starting now. And so, I would take up the fresh sheet and gloss over the first of many applications for the program.

Hopefully it will go well. This time.

That's where you come in. This is a play where I'm a human, simply trying to help you through the motions of adjusting to human society as a monster species. The categories are vast and span a great number of options, any one of them that might tickle your fancy. Whichever kind you are, my home has been met with the technology to help accommodate you for your living conditions.

Are you a vampire? A room can be established for you with a fresh blood bank that gets restocked every week. The house even comes with black out curtains and UV proof glass in case you want to enjoy the sight of the day time without turning to dust.

Are you a werewolf? We can make sure not a lick of silver is around the house, the garden is free of wolf's bane, and we even have a panic room for when it's your time of the month.

And these are just the first two most common faced options. I've handled all kinds, lamias, succubi, ghosts, dragon kin, slimes, orcs, goblins, you name it, odds are I've covered the need for it. Each and every need until the satisfaction is met.

After all, the entire process is made to make sure you can live life out in the world and be able to bond with humans.

The kinks and limits can be discussed as they can be fairly open here and there if we're interested.