Dizz, the Striper
Dizz, the Stripper
By Sci the Cheetah
Dizz nervously stepped out onto the dance floor. It was his first day as a male stripper and there were some very hot guys in the audience just waiting to watch him dance. He took a deep breath and stepped out onto the dance floor. He had practiced the dance dozens of times. He smiled as the music started to play and he began to dance.
The guys in the audience began to hoot and holler as he danced. He couldn't help but giggle as he heard them. They loved his slender cheetah body. All he wore as he danced was a pair of shiny briefs.
He giggled as he began to give a leopard in the front row a nice view of his crotch. The man murred happily and began to reach out. Dizz giggled and nodded, letting the guy know that he could touch. He purred as the guy touched him and blushed when he realized that Dizz wasn't anywhere close to horny with his huge package.
Dizz backed away and continued with his dance. He gave a few more costumers a nice view of his ass and they rewarded him with $1s, $10s, and $100s. Finally, the music ended and he gave the audience a wink before he went back stage to count his profits.
"You were great out there," his boss said. "You're a natural out there and the costumers love you."
Dizz couldn't help but blush as he heard his boss. He then noticed a small card within the pile of money. He picked it up and looked at it.
"If you want to make some extra money,
Come to the Lucky Duck Hotel at 2AM."
Dizz smiled. He loved making money. And making a bit of extra money was even better. Dizz giggled happily as he read over the card again.
"It seems you have an admirer. That's very good for your first day," his boss said.
Dizz was due for another show at one and then he would be off. The cheetah looked at the clock on the wall. 11:30P.M. He sighed. He still had an hour and a half before his next show.
Dizz went back to his room and noticed that he had a missed call on his cell phone. He then jumped back as his phone began to ring.
"Hi, Hun...Yes, I'm still at work...I won't be home for another few hours...Yes, I'm sure this job is worth it...I've already made $562 dollars in...uh...tips...Yes, I'm serious. Now, I'm just on break. I'll be home around three...I love you, too, Hun. I'll see you when I get home."
Dizz sighed as he closed his cell phone and set it down on the dresser. He then put on some normal clothing and went out in the crowd to watch Trixie, a male fox who dressed like a vixen. He was a senior stripper and a lot of people came to see him. It was Trixie who had gotten him this job in the first place.
Dizz sighed as he watched the fox prance across the stage. He was sure that at least fifteen of the guys that were watching the fox were going to paw off to him later on. He then wondered how many people would paw off to him. He knew that there had to be a few guys at least.
Dizz giggled as he looked at the business card again and read it over. He was very excited about it. He couldn't believe that he had gotten a private invitation on his first night.
After Trixie was done, Dizz went back stage to prepare for his next show. He was a lot more relaxed as he got ready for his second show.
"The first show is always the hardest," Trixie said to the cheetah, causing him to turn around. "Isn't it, B....Dizz?"
Dizz smiled. "Yeah. Thanks for getting me the job though. I really appreciate it."
"A cute cheetah like yourself? How could I not get you this job?" the fox said. "After your show, you wanna grab something to eat?"
Dizz giggled. "Actually, I have a private invitation."
"Did you tell the skunk?"
"No...it would only worry him. Especially since he doesn't know what I do."
"That's understandable. I don't tell the lion anything so I don't worry him, either."
Dizz looked back at the clock. 12:15. "I'm gonna take a bit of a nap," the cheetah said. "Can you wake me up ten minutes before I have to go on?"
"Sure thing, kitty."
Dizz yawned as he laid back in his chair and dozed off.
***
"Kitty.....Kitty....KITTY!!!"
Dizz practically jumped out of his skin as he woke to a yelling fox. He yawned and looked at the clock. 12:45. "Thanks for waking me," he said before he began to get to strip out of his normal clothing and getting into his sexy shiny red briefs.
"Now I see how you got a private invitation, Kitty. Very sexy," the fox teased.
Dizz giggled and stuck his tongue out at the fox, which surprised him by taking the tongue into his mouth as he was pulled into a kiss. They stood there kissing for about a minute and a half before pulling away.
"Don't you know you're not supposed to kiss a whore?" Dizz joked.
Trixie laughed as he heard this. "That would be true, except that that rule doesn't apply to whores."
Dizz giggled. "Alright, now out, I need to finish getting ready and your sexiness is very distracting.
Trixie laughed as he was pushed out of Dizz's dressing room. The cheetah came out a few minutes later, looking pampered and fresh.
***
Dizz purred happily as he came off of the stage. He had made at least another $200. He went back to his dressing room and counted the money until 11:45. He then left and made his way to the Lucky Duck Hotel.
"Excuse me. I'm supposed to meet someone here," he said to the person at the front desk.
The receptionist giggled. "That guy was right. You are cute," she said before giving him a key to room 1431. Dizz looked around a bit before heading to the elevator.
'Man...the people that go to that club must all be rich,' he thought to himself as he rode up the elevator. It stopped on floor 14 and he got out. He walked down the hall. 1427...1429...1431. There it was. He nervously fumbled with the key as he put it in the slot and unlocked the door.
"Don't be shy. Come on in," he heard a voice say from inside. The cheetah nervously stepped inside and closed the door. It was the leopard from earlier.
Dizz blushed. "I-I came, sir. I'm here for your pleasure."
The leopard smiled as he took off his suit jacket and tie. "I'm really glad you came. I have a thing for spots you know."
Dizz blushed further. "R-Really? Did you enjoy my show?"
"Was it your first time? You seemed a little nervous. But other than that, you seemed to be really good. I'm assuming Dizz is just your striper name. Would you like me to keep calling you that?"
"Yes, please. I like to keep my stripper life and my personal life separate."
"I understand. You can call me Mike," the leopard said as he took off his shirt.
Dizz murred as he noticed how beautiful the leopard actually was. "I'll be happy to serve you tonight, Mike."
Mike smiled at the cheetah. "Come finish undressing me," the leopard said.
Dizz obeyed as he got on the floor and undid Mike's belt and pants, taking them off of the leopard and setting them with the rest of his suit. He then went back to the leopard and slowly slid off the feline's underwear.
"That's a good boy. Now strip for me," Mike said. It was obvious that Dizz was not the first whore that he had invited over for some attention, but Dizz loved it anyways.
He stood there and slowly pulled off his shirt to tease Mike. He wiggled his rump at the leopard while he slid off his pants and revealed his shiny red briefs. He heard Mike murr behind him and he giggled. "Like what you see?"
"Very much. Now show me some more."
Dizz smiled before he took off his underwear. "What would you like me to do next?"
"Start by sucking me off," the leopard commanded.
Dizz smiled as he got on his knees and licked at the tip of the cock before he pulled the entire length into his maw and began to suck on it. Mike began to rub his head and murr as Dizz sucked on his length.
"That's enough. I want to fuck you," Mike said to the cheetah after a short amount of time.
Dizz blushed as he took the cock out of his maw and got on the bed on all fours. It wasn't long before he felt his tail being lifted up and a cock being pushed into his tail hole, causing him to moan out in pleasure. The two began to pant and moan as Mike began to pump in and out of Dizz's tail hole.
Dizz gasped as he felt Mike reach around and grab onto his cock. "Oh, you're so big," he heard Mike whisper into his ear, causing him to blush.
"M-My mate tells me that all the time," Dizz said.
"Darn...I guess I wasn't quick enough to get you for myself," Mike said as he started to thrust harder in and out of the tail hole.
"Me and my skunk have been mates since high school," Dizz said.
Mike smiled and licked the back of Dizz's head. "That's very sweet. But right now, you're rump is mine," he said as he began to thrust in and out of the tight tail hole. He may not have been a virgin, but he didn't get fucked a lot. Him being submissive was a rare sight. Of course, right now he was Dizz and not his regular self.
"Damn...I'm guessing your skunk is the one who wears the dress," Mike said between moans.
"When I want a little role play," Dizz joked. He then gasped and moaned out as he came onto the bed.
It wasn't long after that that he felt a warm liquid jet up his tail hole.
"That was great. Thank you, Dizz," Mike said. He then pulled out of the tight rump.
The cheetah quickly ran into the bathroom and cleaned up.
"What's the rush?" Mike asked.
"I promised the skunk I would be home by three. It's 2:35."
"Well, I hope that I might buy your services again sometime."
Dizz smiled as he came out of the bathroom looking fresh and cleaned up. "Perhaps, if the price is right. Now, I really need to get paid and get out of here," Dizz said as he began to get dressed again.
Mike smiled. "I put $1000 dollars on the dresser with your clothes. You were definitely worth it."
"That's a lot of money."
"Like I said, you were worth it," Mike said, giving him a wink. Dizz finished getting dressed and collected up his money.
"Thursday," Dizz said as he headed for the door.
"What's on Thursday?" Mike asked.
"The next time I work. I won't be able to do another private show like this, but you can come and see me perform again at least."
"I'll be there," Mike said.
***
The cheetah tiptoed into the apartment and into the bedroom, trying not to wake the skunk.
"Did you have fun at work?" Sam asked.
Brent smiled. "Yes, I did. What did you do while I was gone?"
"I went to a gay strip club," Sam said.
Brent's heart stopped for a second. "R-Really?"
"You seemed so natural on the stage. But you'll have to give me a private show sometime," Sam said.
"H-How did you find out?" Brent asked.
"Well, I just decided to visit the strip club randomly and then I saw you on stage and I just laughed. The 'tips' you were making finally made sense. How much did you make?"
"$1,849."
"That'll definitely help pay for some college classes," Sam said before kissing his mate.
"You don't mind that I'm a whore?" Brent asked.
"Not at all. I had considered it once myself, but I just don't have the body for it."
"Are you crazy? I'd love to work with you on stage."
Sam laughed and the two of them cuddled before falling asleep.
***
Yes, I did a side story to the High School series. Sam and Brent are now in college and a young cheetah shows off his body to get some cash to help pay for schooling.