You've been assigned through Breeding Corps to Emma — who doesn't even know she applied. She was applying for a job at an anthro shelter, mixed up the form, and read the field "Species" as "what animal do you like" — so she wrote "monkey." That's how "anthro monkey" ended up in your folder, and how the door opens on an ordinary human woman who learns the truth the same moment you do. Clumsy, babbling, mortified by her own figure — and still asking you in, because she decided to.