The Garden of Venus was the most popular brothel in the Sol System. The brothel employs and serves all clientele, of all races, genders, and sexualities. From the hermaphroditic reptilians known as the Drac to the centaur-like Ora to the Humans that first colonized Sol II, everyone was welcomed to the Garden of the goddess of love.
That being said, Amelia Dité, the human owner of the Garden, was confronted with something she wasn’t expecting. Sitting across from her desk was what resembled a human woman. She wore a blonde wig and a red, strapless dress, showing of her C cup breast. Her eyes glowed yellow and her skin was a deep black nylon. This was Cyla, the cyborg, and she was applying to become a prostitute. While it’s not unheard of a cyborg getting into sex work, Amelia had on of her eyes replaced with cybernetics, but Cyla was a full robot with only a brain left.
“Something wrong Ms. Dité?” Cyla asked in a soft but metallic sounding voice.
“Uhh, nothing is wrong. On paper at least.” Amelia said. “I just feel like your metal chassis may be a bit of a turn off to some clients.”