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As the sun began to set over the vibrant city, it's warm rags casting a golden glow across the bustling streets, Tom the stallion, a magnificent grey-colored Clydesdale horse, trotted alongside his friends towards the lively establishment known as "The Wild Note."

Tom's friends were an eclectic bunch. There was Charlie, a clever and mischievous coyote with a knack for storytelling and a mischievous grin. Next was Bessie, a gentle and jovial carabao with a heart as big as her impressive horns. And lastly, there was Oliver, a sly and charismatic fox known for his quick wit and silver tongue.

"You know I said fancy dress, what the fuck is this Tom" Oliver said while gesturing at the birthday horse who was just wearing a smart shirt and pants.

"Oh I know. I'm just a fancy motherfucker." Tom replied, his voice rich and deep, earning a smirk from his friends. "alright fine!" He added and pulled out a very fake moustache from his pocket and stuck it between his nostrils. "Now I'm all dignified and stuff" he chuckled.

The Wild Note was a renowned bar that attracted creatures from all corners of the city. Its exterior was adorned with twinkling lights, enticing music spilling out through the open windows, and a vibrant sign displaying the name in bold, colorful letters. The lively sounds of laughter and conversation emanated from within, drawing Tom and his friends closer.

As they arrived outside the bar, the captivating melodies of a jazz band floated through the air, enticing them further. The entrance was guarded by a towering bouncer, a muscular rhinoceros with a gentle smile, his horn shimmering under the glow of the streetlights

With a nod from the bouncer, the group stepped inside, greeted by a lively atmosphere that engulfed their senses. The interior was adorned with stylish décor, featuring plush seating areas, a sleek wooden bar, and an elevated stage where a band was currently performing.

The walls were adorned with vintage posters of famous musical acts from the past, creating an ambiance that transported its patrons back in time. The sweet aroma of exotic drinks mingled with the lively conversations, creating a symphony of scents and sounds.

Tom's eyes sparkled with excitement as he caught sight of the stage, where a talented group of performers enchanted the crowd. Their melodious tunes resonated through the room, and the patrons swayed and tapped their feet to the infectious rhythm.

The stallion and his friends found themselves a cozy spot near the stage, settling into plush velvet chairs as they eagerly anticipated the night's festivities. The waitstaff, a bustling team of swift-footed rabbits and foxes, approached their table, taking orders for their favorite beverages and treats.

As they raised their glasses in a toast to Tom's birthday, the stallion couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for his incredible friends, the enchanting atmosphere of The Wild Note, and the joyous celebration that awaited them.

As the night deepened, the lights inside The Wild Note dimmed, casting the bar in a warm and intimate glow. The ambiance transformed, creating an enchanting setting that embraced the patrons with its magical allure. Tom couldn't help but feel captivated by the atmosphere, his eyes drawn to the ethereal glow surrounding him.

Amidst the alluring setting, a friendly female fox waiter caught Tom's eye. She had a sleek red coat, adorned with white markings that accentuated her graceful features. Her emerald eyes sparkled with a mix of kindness and playful mischief as she deftly maneuvered through the crowded tables, delivering drinks and taking orders with a charming smile.

"Oh really, Tom?" Oliver's playful voice chimed in, snapping Tom out of his trance.

"What?" He said with a smirk, knowing his friends had caught him checking out the vixen.

"Well it is your birthday" said Charlie, his coyote tail wagging with excitement.

Even Bessie chimed in "yeah even I would sit in her snout. I love the sounds foxes make" she said while leaning back in her chair.

Tom's looked back at the waiter and his heart skipped a beat as their gazes met for a fleeting moment. There was something about her that intrigued him, an air of warmth and familiarity that he couldn't quite place. Her voice was as melodious as a songbird, matching the enchanting ambiance of the bar itself.

After some time, she made her way to Tom and his friends' table, a pad in hand ready to take their orders. Her tail wagged softly, betraying a hint of genuine delight as she greeted them.

"Good evening, folks! What can I get you tonight?" she asked, her voice infused with a velvety charm that danced upon their ears.

Tom couldn't help but stare at the name tag on her wasitcost which seemed two sizes too small on her. Her chest threatening to burst out of its tight confines at a moment's notice.

"Whiskey, neat. Lily is it?" Tom said and looked into her deep eyes.

"Why yes it is sugar cube, don't you just have a voice for radio." She said with a smile before looking him up and down, "but a body for the bedroom." She added and bit her lip.

Tom leant back in his chair, stunned and lost for words at her openness.

Oliver's head leaning into the corner of his vision, "it's his birthday!" He said to the waiter with a wink.

"Well well well. I think it will be my pleasure serving you today birthday stud." She said before turning and sauntering off back to the bar.

"She didn't take our orders!" Chimed in Bessie, a tone of disappointment in her voice. "Jeez Tom, you just open that mouth of yours and the girls just drop their pants don't they!"

Tom smirked, "what can I say? I have flare." Earning a groan from his friends, Charlie's and Oliver's wagging tail betraying their merriment.

The lights of the club suddenly went out as the music stopped. The patrons looking around in confusion at the sudden stop to the night.

"Ladies and gentle furs. Today we have a very special guest who is celebrating a very special day." An announcers voice boomed from the speakers while a spot light swept the crowd.

Tom leaned his long grey into his fox friends ear, "what have you done?" He said with a chuckle.

"Why do you think I organised this" Oliver said with a sly smile, his teeth gleaming in the dim light.

"We have a special show for you all tonight! To celebrate his birthday we have, a stud of a stallion, the cunning clydesdale, Tom!" The announces voice boomed as the spotlight found the stallion sitting with his friends.

"And to help him celebrate we have the Lovley Lily!" The voice said as the music started, it's low base reverberating in the patrons chest as a second spotlight illuminated the fox waiter, her tight body and gentle curves only covered by the wait tray that she held over her chest while her tail wrapped around her front.

As the music played she slowly walked her way towards the table, her hips swaying with each beat of the music, her ears twitched with excitement as she came closer to the table. Tom could do nothing but sit back and enjoy the view as she slowly made her way towards him, teasing the audience with a peak of her chest by moving the tray around.

With a twirl she spun around the last few feet while passing off the table to a nearby staff member. Her chest revealed for all their glory just before she dropped to the ground, her eyes never leaving his as she slowly prowled on the ground towards her prey, the lights causing Tom to notice her powerful green eyes as she made her way towards him.

Tom gasped as she felt her hands walk their way up his legs to his powerful thighs, her mischievous smile on her long snout as she carefully undid his fly and tugged his pants down a little.

"Happy birthday Tom!" Charlie said, his tail a blue as he watched the stunning vixen work Toms pants down his legs.

Tom hardly noticed his friends voice as his emerging shaft sprung free of the confines of his pants, Lily's eyes going wide at the size of it. "Fuck, you do have a body for the bedroom" lily said as she wrapped a soft paw around his thickening shaft, it's long mottle length reaching proudly up.

The music continued as Lily gently caresed his length, running a paw up his length to collect a little bit of pre that had escaped the tip, only to work it down his length. The lubricating fluid making her paw glide effortlessly down. He groaned as her paw traced around his medial ring, "oh you like that so you?" She asked, her voice low and sultry.

She repeated the motion a few more times to make sure he was fully erect. "I think we are ready for the mane show?" She asked with a smirk. Tom looked down at her as she slowly crawled up onto his lap, her emerald eyes never leaving his.

With the grace of a ballerina she swung her legs around his waist his thick throbbing shaft pinned between them. "Let's not have you dribbling pre on your nice shirt" she said before grabbing it's front and ripping it off, shirt buttons clattering on the floor as she revealed his broad chest.

Tom was speachless as she traced her paw down his chest, taking her time to trace over all the contours of his toned body while her other hand gently rubbed over the fat tip of his engorged shaft.

Tom couldn't help but look a bit concerned at her smaller frame, her soft fur feeling delightful against his hide. "Don't worry stud, this isn't my first rodeo." She said, answering his worried look. She took his hands with her's and moved them to her hips, he couldn't help but clutch her firm buttocks with his long hands, the soft fur gliding through his fingers.

"You look amazing." He said softly, his long snout next to her ear, his deep resonating voice making her shiver inside.

"Fuck, that voice!" She said as she slowly rocked on his lap in time to the music. "Keep talking!" She commanded while bringing his shaft up to between her breasts, the soft fur gliding gently over his tip that throbbed against her.

"I want to fuck you." He said softly just to her causing her to gasp. "I want to drive into you so far that you will see stars!" He said and pressed his large nose into her fur, inhaling her sweet scent.

"Show me." She said as she slowly lifted herself up in his lap. He used his hands to steady her hips as she brought her swollen vulva over his thick tip. She reached between them and grabbed his shaft to line herself up before he slowly lowered her to his tip.

His blunt head pressing against her folds, pushing them in and making her strain to accommodate him before with a wet pop he slipped into her tight wet walls. "Yes!" She cried as he gained entrance. "Fuck me with your fat cock!" She wailed, causing him to smile and gently bring her back down into his lap.

Her moans and yips were music to his ears as he pushed her down his hard length, his girth stretching her thin as she took his length like the professional she was. She moved her knees to the sides of his thighs, using the chair as a platform she started to rock and grind with his hard length driven deep into her core.

"You like that?" She asked rhetorically as he threw his head back, the tightness of her body was like nothing he had ever fealt, as she would move up it felt like her whole. Ody was suckling on his length, trying to draw his seed out of his churning balls.

"Fuck your good. I want to take you hard." He groaned into her ear. With a smile on her snout she picked up the pace, she pressed her snout against his strong shoulder and couldn't help herself from biting down as he moved her up and down his hard length.

Her tail flagging and wagging with each hard push she received from his pre dripping length. "Harder" she moaned into his shoulder, tracing her licks and nibbles up to his neck.

Her warmth around his shaft was intoxicating, the entire room was absent from his mind as the only thought was claiming this tight vixens love hole. Her body seemed perfect for him, tight, wet and so very warm.

He started to pull her down into his upward thrusts with more urgency. His fat blunt tip starting to mash against her innermost barrier as his medial ring started to slip in and out of her puffy vulva.

"Come on, show me what you've got, fuck my pussy with your hard dick" she cried out the ceiling. His balls twitched at her words and he adjusted his hands so he was holding her wasit as he pushed her down hard into his upwards thrusts. The chair clattering against the floor with their passionate movements.

"That's right, take it all" he groaned, his deep voice causing her to gasp out, it's strong deep tone an echo of the shaft she felt deep inside her. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum."

"Yes! Fuck! I'm yours! Take me!" She cried out her head tilted to the sky, her breasts bouncing with each jarring thrust of his mottled length in her pink walls.

A slight throb was the only warning she received before he suddenly slammed her hard down his length, his medial ring rubbed her clit as it drove into her and his tip pressed firmly against her cervix before expanding rapidly.

Her mouth was open in a silent scream as she felt her tunnel be spread wide by his engorging flare, her innermost barrier being opened up and was perfectly in line with his cum tube.

He bit down on the side of her shoulder with his full teeth, groaning into her soft fur has his balls squeezed, a blast of hot horse seed shot up his length and her eyes went wide as she felt it hit the back of her womb. Her whole body convulsing with pleasure as she was thrown into a mindless orgasm. She hardly had a moment to comprehend as a second shot of cum squirted into her, her walls milking his length for all he had to give as his large balls pumped rope after rope of hot virile seed into her waiting depths. Her toes were clenched as she rode out her climax, his shaft throbbing with each pulse of seed, his hips bucking slightly with each shot, making sure his tip was pressed firmly against the entrance to her womb.

Tom couldn't help the loud Whinnie escape his lips as he released her from his bite and shook his head, long mane flowing as he unloaded his pent up balls into the little vixen.

Lily gasped as she tried to catch her breath, her heart racing and her tail wagging quickly as she looked down at her swollen belly. Her once toned form slightly bulging with the volume of his cum.

"Fuck" was all she could say, which earned a smile from him as he breathed heavily against her, stroking her soft fur with his strong hands.

"How about that for a bucking bronco." He said softly just to her.

She smiled and reached for a pen on the table, his length still deep inside her but starting to soften. Her gentle paws caressed his bare chest as she scribbled on his chest.

"Thanks for the heafty tip." She said as she swung her leg over him and pulled herself off his softening length. His thick flare giving a wet pop as it left her folds. She looked back with a wink as she walked back to the bar, her tight body doing its best to seal his heavy load deep inside her womb.

Tom tried to look down at what she had scribbled on his chest making, it was hard to read without a mirror but her phone number clearly marked on his chest.