Rachael looked around, it was unbelievable, beyond anything she could have contoured up in her mind. The lights were bright and colourful, flashing an array of inconceivable colours. But the highlight of it all, besides the incredibly tall walls that nowhere near matched the height of the actual building, or the massive dance floor and bar that spread around the outside of the whole place. It was the people. Rachael could barely even call them that.
They were varied in different shapes, sizes, colours, animals, monsters, races. It was crazy, it wasn’t real. It was at this point Rachael decided to pinch herself, it was real alright. She was beyond words.
She looked to her left, she saw what seemed to be a stocky dwarf man speaking to a tall and slim eleven princess, her tiara and dress said it all, not to mention she was unbelievably beautiful.
She turned to her right, in front of her was a man, he had long red hair, and a great beard, he was well built, he looked to work out at the gym a lot, but the distinctive feature about him, he had huge breasts. Bigger than would he seen on any average woman, not to mention they seemed to be supported very well. In front of him was a smaller person, around eyes level with his breasts. She had a purple bobbed haircut, she was wearing a very frilly pink dress, the kind that seemed to be made for a child. The difference was that this woman was plump. Not only plump, but round. As round as someone could get. Her belly extruded outwards, matching the width of her incredibly large hips, supported by a round butt and some very thick thighs. Resting atop this rounded belly were two massive breasts, both larger and rounder than her already round head. Her head seemed to already be fairly round, but her engorged cheeks made it seem even rounder.
The plump woman was playing with the red headed man’s large breasts, he was moaning. Rachael didn’t know how to feel about any of this.
In front of her was the dance floor. She couldn’t even begin to describe the characters on it, but she could point out a woman with incredibly short, stubby legs, but she also had huge burly arms, her body was completely out of proportion, but she seemed to be more than contempt with it.
Another person was a man who looked relatively normal, he actually seemed pretty nerdy, his shirt was half hanging off, he did not look sober either. Glasses half on his face, lipstick stains all over his face. A wild night for him, indeed. One more person was quite literally an ogre. A huge green man wearing nothing but shorts, failing to covered very clearly giant manhood.
Rachael didn’t know how to feel, she was speechless, thoughtless, she was failing to take it all in, it was a lot for her to comprehend. As she back into a wall, trying to process it all, she got a tap on the shoulder by someone... or something.
She turned around to face whoever it was. It was a man, he was covered head to two in fur, his face looked like a bull, his body also matched that archetype. Hooves on his feet, his fingers were very rough,
“Try and relax, I was like you on my first time,” he said, his voice was gritty, it almost seemed like he was close to moo-ing, “just don’t think about anything, put your mind at rest, all you need to think about it everything that’s about to happen to you,”