Your stomach rumbles slightly, and you realize you're feeling a bit hungry. Fortuitously enough, you spot a restaurant across the hallway from where you're standing. At least you think it's a restaurant. The blacked-out glass doesn't exactly afford you a view. The only clue to its existence is actually a neon sign over the door reading "Moonlight Lounge"
Your curiousity piqued, you head over, opening the door, and find yourself at the hostess' podium of what indeed is a restaurant, and a fairly spacious one at that. It reminds you a bit of the Rainforest Cafe, as it has a sort of jungle theme going on, with lots of plants and whatnot. The ceiling is one of those expensive ones done up to look like the night sky, and is currently showing a cloudy one at that.
"Hello, can I help you?" says a voice, and you realize it belongs to the hostess, a petite blonde, who almost appeared out of nowhere.
"Uhh, yeah," you reply, "I'd like a table for one....by the way, what sort of restaurant is this?" you ask.
"It's one of a kind sir. This is the Moonlight Lounge, where a transformation happens every half-hour or your meal's on us,"
she tells you earnestly.
"Umm...did you say transformation?" you ask her.
"Well, yes sir; we cater to werecreatures and fetishists who just like to watch," she replies, still quite serious.
"Wow," you reply, rather stunned. You'd been into werecreatures for a while now, visiting fetish sites and the like, but never believed they were real. Now you were in a haven for them, one that promised to SHOW you the reality.
She smiled at you in a catlike way. You glance at her nametag, seeing it reads, "Danielle, Cheetah" on it, and her smile makes even more sense now.
"I can smell the arousal on you, you know," Danielle says, licking her lips. "We also offer the chance for you to become one of us, if that's up your alley. All the prices and details are on the menu. But enough chitchat; let's get you to your table now."