Gwen calmly stepped off the boat and walked towards the entrance to the bathhouse, already teaming with guests and staff alike the centaur politly squeezed through the crowd. using her 8 foot frame to her advantage. After a minute or two, Gwen was clear of the crowd and thankful for it. Calmly she looked around for any signs of a reception desk and quickly found one. A young woman looked up at the tall taur with a happy grin.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the Bathouse, if you give me your details a member of staff will show you to a free room"<br/><br/>Gwen stared at the woman dressed in a long white dress for a moment before saying anything.<br/><br/>"Umm,i've actually come for a job,i saw a notice saying you needed staff so here i am"<br/><br/>The womans grin seemed to grow larger.<br/><br/>"Oh fantastic, well the owner is elsewhere at the moment but i'd be happy to tell you what goes on here. We have a brochure if you'd like to see it"<br/><br/>Gwen nodded in agreement and the secretary rose to her feet in response. Gwen stepped back slightly after noticing the woman's figure, relatively normal if it were not for the very large wriggling sphere that was protruding from below her chest. The woman patted it gently like a mother to be would as she walked towards a a metal filing cabinet, carefully she opened a drawer and pulled a small booklet from the drawer.<br/>The secretary walked back to Gwen and handed her the small booklet before quickly sitting back down to continue resting her stretched belly. Gwen found it hard to take her eyes off of the woman's stomach as it bumped and jiggled slighty from under the white dress, the woman continued to smile.<br/><br/>"This is why we always need new staff,she refused to help a customer so is now being punished.  You shouldn't worry though, you're likely much to big for most of the guests and other staff"<br/><br/>Gwen found herself nodding again for some unknow reason before slowly flicking through the brochure calmly, pictures of happy full guests and smiling staff littered every page. Gwen shrugged, this place sounded nice to her. At least she might not have to pay for her lunch....