Ozzy glanced over to the table that had won Bane and was surprised to say the least. His boss had snuck in on him again.
The equine demon named Carl sat at the table beaming up at Bane with a grin on his still human face. The rest of his seven and a half foot muscular body was covered in fur patterned like a paint horse, the fingers on his hands ending in small hooflets. His legs ended in full digigrade hooves complete with horse shoes. The long black hair on his head was punctuated by two large curved horns and his horse ears. His hair hung down the back of the chair almost to the ground, his tail swooshing through it. When standing his hair hung just above his ass in the manner that most of the horse demons in charge of the island chose to wear it.
“Damn you, you’ve been reading my mind again”, Ozzy thought to his boss with more than a hint of malice.
A whinnying laugh echoed through Ozzy’s brain followed by Carl’s reply. “You are so impressed with this kid, and your soon to be bonus, that every demon on the island heard you, including the boss pony. Besides, I need to impress Mr. Leon here and get him on board with the Stallion Springs project. An introduction to our unique lifestyle is required. Just relax, if the kid looks as good as he has so far the bonus will be larger than you expect.
“Then you better watch the fox kid too”, Ozzy thought to his boss. “Fennec and Bane seem quite attracted to each other, and they push each other’s performance.”
This got a nod and an eyebrow raise from Carl, who then turned his attention back to admiring the sexy wolf boy standing on his table, still posing for the crowd.
Ozzy grinned and immediately announced Fennec. The fox boy came flying out as if shot from a cannon and starting powering though his routine on the bar. His moves were just a bit faster than Banes and showed an incredible grace and strength.
Obviously Fennec had watched Bane’s performance as he began playing to the crowd like he never had before. The poor equine morph at the bar with the two foot erection ended up blasting a load after Fennec stroked his cock. The same catboy Bane played to ended up falling from his chair as Fennec took his finger, wiped a dollop of horse cum that landed on his chest, and sucked it while winking at the poor feline and motioning with his tail.
Fennec ended his routine by striking a pose just as the music stopped and blowing a kiss to Bane. The applause was thunderous. Rather than applauding Bane let forth another howl and gave the fox boy a thumb’s up, followed by a more suggestive gesture.
The bidding was every bit as active as it had been for Bane. Fennec ended up being purchased for $8500 by another table. Carl noticed that Bane looked just a little disappointed.
Ozzy’s voice boomed though the club’s speakers. “Alright folks, time for the first dance of the evening. The rules for this first dance are that you can touch the dancer at your table, and they can touch you, but the thongs must stay on at all times, and no bodily penetration.”
After a brief pause Ozzy announced, “Now that we all know the rules, dancers! Give these folks the show of their lives!”