Bane stood atop the winning table with a feral grin on his face. He was lightly panting from the exertion of his routine which had produced a slight sheen of sweat on his skin. Bane’s ears swiveled in a vain attempt to track all the crowd noise. Fennec’s routine had been amazing, he couldn’t wait to see the fox boy backstage between sets.
Without even thinking Bane ran his tongue suggestively over his lower lip. He noted that his eye teeth seemed larger, almost as if they had become small fangs. Bane smiled showing just a hint of new fang to Fennec and the customers surrounding him.
“Bane, you are quite the stud.”
Bane responded “Thanks” before he realized that the voice he heard had come from inside his own head.
Light whinnying laughter echoed in Bane’s head. “I’m speaking to you telepathically so you can hear me over the din. My name is Carl, I’m the paint equine with the human face stroking your leg.
Bane looked down and met Carl’s smiling gaze looking up at him. Bane growled seductively in response to the wonderful sensation from his leg.
“Cory the Clydesdale here is my mate. He too is telepathic. The Lion here is Mr. Leon, he’s new to all this and needs to receive your undivided attention this set. If fact, there is a 20% bonus in it for you if Leon shoots his load onto the stage. Does that work for you??”
Bane winked at Carl and nodded that it indeed did.
“It’s said that you have a natural gift. Show me everything you’ve got wolf boy. If you are as good as I think you are, you’ll have a very bright future around here, if you want it.” Carl stroked Bane’s ass and tail which caused the wolf boy to growl happily.
Bane had been so focused on the mental conversation and the light stimulation that the start of the music almost caught him by surprise. Bane leapt to the top of the pole and began his routine.
Bane focused on the lion man seated to Carl’s right. Bane could smell a mixture excitement, fear, and apprehension in the lion’s scent. Mr. Leon’s tail twitched nervously. This was going to be a challenge worthy of at least a 20% bonus.
Bane pawed at the lion man making suggestive gestures towards him from the pole as he ground against it and slid down to the table top. He leaned backwards extending his body to it’s fullest and raked the Lion’s chest ruff while growling at him seductively.
Mr. Leon’s body responded by producing a world class feline boner, his large barbed cock slid from it’s sheath to full erection. A slight look of embarrassment crossed the lion’s face. Despite the hesitation in the lion’s brain, it was obvious that his body was becoming hopelessly turned on. His eyes were riveted following Bane’s gyrating ass and tail. Bane grinned seductively at the lion debating his next move.
A familiar voice spoke in Bane mind. “You’re doing great. Do some hard power moves, get your sweat glands going, then give Leon a lap dance. Let your pheromones work for you.”
“My what?” Bane thought back at Carl without missing a beat on the pole.
“Sneak a smell of your own scent. Get a good whiff. You’ll probably cum in your thong, which will make your scent even stronger. You are part animal now, so is Leon. Rub your scent on his body and you’ll drive him into rut. Mentally, he’s not attracted to guys, but his new body is. Get him in rut and his body will over-rule his brain. Do it, it’ll be a blast.”
Bane growled happily, it did sound like a blast. He shoved his nose in his armpit during a move and inhaled deeply. The effect was orgasmic and immediate. Bane threw his head back and howled as he shot what felt like a bullet from his throbbing cock into his thong.
Bane leapt from the table with a feral grin and landed next to the erect and surprised lion. The wolf boy approached and straddled Leon’s chair. The lion found his head gently grabbed with his nose drawn to Bane’s belly button. The scent from Banes thong made Leon loose his mind.
Leon bit Bane in the side and tried to ram is steel hard feline cock right through Bane’s thong. The cock was held back by the unexpectedly strong fabric, causing it to follow the curve of Bane’s ass crack and come to rest under his tail. Leon roared as his load shot all over Bane’s ass and tail. Bane howled from a mixture of pain and his own orgasm.
Leon released his bite, and Bane was surprised to see the wound close up in seconds leaving only small bite scars behind. The wound actually felt good, and frankly made him look sexier if anything
Whinnying and stomping of hooves filled Bane’s ears as the equines next to them shot loads from their 2 foot horse cannons. The show had been amazing to watch. Even the jaded Carl was impressed.
The remaining minutes of the dance were spent with Bane in the lion’s lap. Their hands and paws roaming freely over each other, and Bane grinding against the lion.
Abruptly the music stopped and Ozzy’s voice came over the speakers, “Ok, this set is over! Dancers! You are on break for the next 30! Take a break!”
With that, all four of the dances leapt up and ran from the room as a growling, yipping, and howling pack.
As Bane ran from the room Carl’s voice appeared in his mind. “Awesome job wolf boy, you earned that bonus, and maybe some more fun later tonight. Catch you in a bit!”