This choice: "I'll pull her aside for a 'talk' in the ladies room...Meet us there in 10" • Go Back...Chapter #7Zero to one-hundred, real quick by: Xylus  As the Lopunny finishes her set and walks off stage, you watch from the corner of the room as she holds a small conversation with the Quilava. If the two female anthros are enemies, you certainly can't tell as the two-faced fire girl makes nice and leads the bunny away. You grin as you put your tank top back on and stomp over to the bar.
A meek Combusken busily runs around behind the bar before noticing you. He stands at attention as you tap the counter (despite there being no other current patrons around you).
"Gimme 4 fingers of Slaking Slurry. Neat."
The bird boy stands frozen, his eyes firmly affixed to your tits. You chuckle as he stares into your cleavage. You roll your eyes and cross your arms under those giant boobs, showing them off a bit as you learn closer. You let them rest on the bar, spilling over the coasters and wood as they plaster against the hard surface.
"Get to it, birdy. Unless you'd rather help me make a White Russian."
You receive the harsh beverage in seconds, and throw it back without hesitation. The burn in your throat feels good. You wince as the heated sensation pours through your body. You walk to the bathroom then, ready to see what the odd proposal will amount to. As you enter the solemn door of the restroom in the back of the club, you notice another bouncer taking his place behind you. The rather large Tauros stands, blocking entry at the end of the small hallway. You will not be disturbed for the time being. The Tauros is no doubt another helper for the Quilava.
She's got someone at the door making sure we're not interrupted... Smart.
As you enter, all you can hear is a loud bout of moaning erupt from the final stall against the back wall. You stomp across the spacious bathroom towards the noises to find a half-askew stall with the scent of sex wafting forth. As you push it aside, you are met with an appealing sight; the Lopunny mercilessly fucking the Quilava girl by way of a massive strap-on. You stand mesmerized as the Lopunny's hips thrust away, SMACK...FWAP....FWAP.
"Ah, is this the special guest you mentioned, Frieda?!" says the Lopunny as she pulls you into the stall. "She's hot!"
The Lopunny kicks the rickety door closed before rearing backwards, digging her hips into your own before she pushes you up against the door with her ass. Her tail bun nuzzles into your stomach, brushing against your fur with its cotton-like texture. The graffiti adorned walls make a great backdrop for the loud sounds of raunchy sex as the Lopunny shoves her hips forward again and again, causing the Quilava to moan loudly in pleasure. The fake cock slams into her pussy, sending lewd squelches ricocheting off the tiled floors and high walls of the room. Your own sex beings to come to life, glistening with fervor as you watch the sexy pair of performers go at it.
You crack a smile as the Quilava pauses in between thrusts to wink at you; a signal. The plan was to get the Lopunny thinking this was just a kinky three way with a hot new patron before the Quilava can make her move. But, like always, you'd much rather just get to voring everyone in the room...and then some.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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