"Hey! Why are we just sitting around like some straight fags? Let's get our pole on~!" you exclaim, not wanting your hubby's efforts to go to waste as you jump onto the three stripper poles that extended from the roof and floor of the limo. Rick and Greg happily follow immediately, the three of you now grinding your furry asses and thongs against the poles in sync by following you fiance's example: a light fuzz of bubblegum pink fur forming on Rick's ass which was a bit lighter than Angel's hot pink fur, peachy orange fur on Greg's, and baby blue fur on yours.
"Mmm~ That's it bois~ You wanna warm that bunny bubble butt up as much as possible before moving on to our first and most basic form," Angel on screen says, twirling a bit on the pole to shift from his ass to his crotch onto the pole, smoothly moving up and down the pole from wrapping around it in a stand to caressing it in a squat. "You want to make sure to rub the pole in such a way to show off that cute tent of yours while also showing off bubbly tail hole, showing that one side is still as cute and sexy as the other~" he says in a sensually seductive manner. The three of you follow in the "excercise" fur travelling from your erections with every slide up and down, each of your tails twitching in perfect sync, your heads hanging back to allow longer ears to hang horizontally as they crawl up near the top of your heads.
Meanwhile, the limo bunny boi bites his lower lip in excitement as he watches the three of you in the rear view mirror before pushing a button. The limo then starts to shift as the doors and the roof retract, the sides now reading, "Playboi Bunnies in Training" as the three of you were now exposed to the outside world. The magic of the limo was still doing its work on the unsuspecting public, as anyone within earshot or sight of the limo began stripping unashamedly and jamming to a loud, sexual version of the "Bunny Hop" more suited for a club. Men began shaking their increasingly feminine hips while women began growing tents in newly formed thongs while their chests deflated. Soon it was more like a parade of partying bunny bois while enjoying the Playboi bunny bois training on stripper poles, all the while you three were unaware of the whole situation, even when an increasingly growing fuck train of bunny bois formed next to the slow driving limo began whistling at you three.