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Disclaimer - Hello, fellow normal person. As another normal person, I find that there are far too few stories set in wild underground clubs featuring characters turning into animals in a most erotic fashion. It's a travesty that I intend to rectify with this story. What's that? That does not sound like normality, but rather madness? I wholeheartedly disagree, fellow non-irregular person. If you find that your interests lie outside of this norm, you should probably not read any further. [This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.]

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_Neon Liger Underground _

The thrum of the electronic music and the warm air of the club made it feel like the entire place was breathing. Jake ran a hand against the black velvet curtains lining the walls as he looked out towards the blooming islands of light fading in and out through the dance floor. Most of the crowd had changed already, but there were still a few humans. A red surge of light illuminated a duo of burly grey wolves grinding in against either side of a woman between them, her jeans tightening as she buried her face in one's thick ruff.

Jake felt out of place, hooking a finger under the collar of his oxford shirt as he continued to make his way around the periphery. He could feel the curtains shiver as the bass pulsed, the wild sounds of the crowd drowned out except for the clack of heavy hooves against the wooden floor. It was hard to collect his thoughts with the constant noise and movement.

He was slightly late. Would they still be there?

He made it to the last heavy curtain in the corner, heart pounding along with the music as he pulled back the velvet, neon light spilling out to illuminate his face.

The room behind the curtain was small, with a plush sofa and a slim dresser in the corner. The walls glowed with garish colors. A blacklight from the ceiling caused the various velvet posters and art painted directly on the walls and dresser to ignite into kaleidoscopic phosphorescence. The words on each drawer in the corner stood out amidst the psychedelic swirl of geometry. The top two were labeled "Good Girl" in golden angelic cursive, and "Bad Girl" in a blood-spattered red.

Seated at both ends of the sofa, two big cats looked up at him, fur framed by the glowing purple squares from the checkered sheet draped over it. The lion, Val, squinted her eyes, tufted tail tapping against the cushions accusatorially. The tiger, Sasha, smiled, whiskers framing her striped face as she lounged back.

Jake sighed with relief and began to explain himself, but blushed as he realized that there was no way they could possibly hear him, even if he shouted. He made to close the curtain as he walked inside, but Val strode up next to him and tore it fully open instead, exposing their neon cavern to those dancing on the floor. She wrapped a heavy paw around his shoulder, claws pricking through his shirt.

She wanted everyone to see. Maybe a punishment for being late?

Jake looked out over his shoulder at the floor, somehow expecting the dancing to have stopped and all the eyes to be fixed on him, but the endless mass of animal revelry continued: blooming halos of pink, green, and blue lighting up the various cliques on the dancefloor, none of them missing a beat.

Val turned him around, pulling his smaller body against her dun furred body, her tan breasts pressed tight against his shirt as she pulled him into a kiss. Jake melted in her grip as her wide rough tongue slathered over his gums, rasping against his palate. She pulled him back along with her, spinning them in a whirl of phosphorescent turquoise and orange before she pushed him back and let him tumble onto the glowing purple checkers of the couch.

Sasha winked at him, still leaning back in the crook of the armrest, white accents on her fur burning purple in the light. Just the peaks of her pink nipples showed through the puffy fur on her chest. She pulled herself towards him, whispering something lost to the swelling arpeggios of the music before sloppily licking up the side of Jake's face with her tongue, her whiskers tickling his skin as he shivered. Val spread her arms and fell back onto the sofa on the other side of him, pulling herself close and snuffling at his neck, joining the tiger by lapping up the side of his cleanly shaven mahogany cheek.

The warbling trills of the music were drowned out as both of the big cats lapped up over his ears with snuffling scrapes though the bass still pounded through his bones. His skin flushed, pink rising to his cheeks as he stared out into the tangle of bodies on the floor: a group of alpaca thrashing in a circle, two rats dancing in oddly stately ballroom fashion, and some sharks and iguanas at the edge of the room smoking and pointing out towards the floor. He convulsed slightly, a giggle escaping his lips as Sasha took his ear in her muzzle and suckled at it. Val roughly ground her tongue against him from the other side as his ears tingled, whorls smoothing out as they sprouted tawny fuzz with faded orange-brown stripes. His muscles twitched as his pointed ears flickered, batting at the cats' lips as they made eye contact over him and smiled, Sasha's fangs poking past her dark thin lips, fluorescing cough-medicine-purple in the blacklight.

Two wide paws reached in from either side: one tawny, one orange. Jake winced as he saw them flex, claws sliding out and prickling against his skin through the thin blue fabric. Sasha kneaded against his chest with the heel of her hand for a moment as Val hooked her claws in and scraped across his delicate skin just hard enough to leave faint pink lines. He made eye contact with the lioness next to him, her pupils wide in the middle of her molten gold eyes. Sasha nuzzled in against his neck, whiskers tickling as her claws also raked into his shirt. They both pulled at the same time, tearing open his shirt as if it was newspaper, exposing his bare chest towards the roiling chaos of the dancefloor.

He blushed as Sasha looked up at him and licked her chops. Both of the big cats leaned in from either side, their warm fur brushing against his body before they each opened their muzzles and licked in at his exposed nipples. Jake's gasp was drowned out by the wailing slides of the music as he grasped in at the back of each cat's head. Val's auburn fur was bristly one way, but smooth the other. Sasha's striped fur was pillowy and dense, tangling up his fingers for a moment as he dragged through it. The feeling of their cool huffing noses and hot scraping tongues on his nipples made him twist back against the sofa. Val rumbled in approval, one hand-paw running down to squeeze at his hardening shaft through his black slacks as he ground against her padded fingers.

It was as if their warmth was sinking into him, his flesh growing tender as his nipples widened: stiff and sensitive. Sasha nibbled in, suckling and kneading at his chest with one hand while Val continued scraping up in great wrenching laps. His flesh swelled and softened, mashed by their paws as the two pert mounds began to swell, nowhere as ample as their own breasts, but definitely no longer a flat or masculine chest. He shivered as fur began to prickle out from the edges of the areolas, white dusted with flecks of hay-colored gold. Both of their tongues combed through the silken start to his undercoat while rasping teasingly at his swelling nipples.

Val's attention wandered lower as she draped an arm against him and slid off the sofa, kneeling before him. His eyes widened as he watched her slip a claw under his belt buckle. A padded finger under his chin turned him away pulling his face inches from Sasha's muzzle as she beamed at him. She leaned in, pulling him into a kiss as he felt his belt slithering out of the loops of his slacks. He leaned into the kiss, reaching out and running his hands through her fur, tracing up to cup her heavy breasts. He smelled the lavender of her perfume as their tongues entwined. It was almost painful at first, but the harsh texture bothered him less and less as his own tongue began to flatten, the top toughening up and sprouting its own textured coating that rasped back at her hungry maw. His nose twitched as Sasha's hot breath puffed against him, nostrils pulling up and beginning to glisten, skin fading to a fleshy pink a as he huffed in her scent, sharpening senses drinking in her rich femininity.

Jake hardly noticed as his pants were unbuttoned and slid down around his ankles until a hot puff between his legs made him look down. Val stared back up at him, paws on his bare thighs as she dragged her tongue across the thin cotton of his boxers, bunching up the maroon fabric as he groaned and quaked with need. Her tufted tail whipped around behind her as she nuzzled against his crotch, reaching up and stroking her leathery paws up his thighs, pulling down his drawers and revealing his pulsing erection to the thrumming air of the club.

Jake swallowed, looking out into the throng of the dancefloor. In a flash of blue, some of the sharks he had seen earlier were pointing towards their neon alcove. His view was obscured by Sasha's fluffy face. She reached up and pinched at either side of his nose, tugging on his growing whiskers playfully, pulling out his lips with a muted giggle. She lapped up at his twitching nose, bumping her own against it as he pressed himself back against the sofa, body going taut as Val descended between his legs.

The lion's whiskers tickled his thighs before her hot breath panted against his exposed balls. Her rough tongue pulled his testes up and let them pat down against him as his cock pulsed and began to leak, the drop of pre welling at the tip a glowing kaleidoscopic prism. She looked up at him languorously, opening her maw and lapping at the rounded head of his shaft, sampling his lust. Her tongue was just rough enough to make him flinch, one hand digging into Sasha's plush orange and black fur. His toes splayed out. He couldn't hear Val purr, but he could feel it, the growl resonating as she sank down, letting his pulsing length slip between her purple fangs.

Jake's eyes closed and he threw his head back. Sasha combed her claws through his dark curly hair as it softened, straightening into orange fur with toffee colored stripes, glossy, but also fluffy as she mussed it bemusedly. His own hand rested in between the lion's rounded twitching ears as she began to bob up and down on his shaft: slick and hot as she lowered, rough and tugging as she pulled back up. The sensations from his cock seethed out into his body, a crackling web of pleasure that only intensified, his cock pulsing and jerking in her balmy maw. Her paw rose up between his legs palming his balls and beginning to kneed them, insistently pressing them back against his flesh as they tightened in her grip.

As he cried out in overloaded sensation, Sasha rolled her eyes. It was clear that he was loving this. Her own femininity was starting to glisten just watching him change. She let her claws gently rake down the growing fluff on his bared chest, teasing his stiff nipples on his budding breasts before sliding down further. She smiled as she felt another set of faint nubs below the fur, running her padded thumbs over them, feeling them stiffen and begin to swell as he rubbed against her, writhing as Val worked his shaft. Soon, pink nipples rose up through his plushy forming undercoat, just slightly less prominent than the ones jostling above.

Val barely gave him time to focus on his changing chest. She suckled in harder, grinding his cock against her fleshy palate, nibbling at the tip as she tasted his skin becoming electric. She wrapped her flat tongue around it. The head of his shaft slowly lost its distinction, turning pink and fleshy, jolts of pleasure radiating through him whenever she touched it. The hypersensitive buzz spread, her muzzle looming larger and larger around him, massive tongue somehow wrapped over his entire shaft. His scrotum grew tight, flesh trembling, pleasure flushing down below his shaft as Val kneaded between his balls, rubbing in roughly with a finger before sliding out a curved claw and gently dragging it up towards his changing cock like she was unzipping a pulsing fleshy parka.

He shuddered as heat flushed through him, thighs clamping around the lion's head as he felt his crotch pulse, a trail of warm wetness dribbling down between his legs. Her throaty grumble shook through him as she pressed in, snout huffing against his crotch as she roughly scraped her tongue over him, molding his flesh under her hungry maw. She looked back up at him as she finally pulled away, tongue scraping over the feline femininity now nestled between his legs, swollen clit pulsing near the top of his puffy pink folds.

Jake stared down between his spread thighs, so focused that the wildly oscillating swells of the music and the groups of increasingly intrigued dancers didn't even register. He swallowed heavily as Val looked back up at him, standing up as she dragged a padded finger against the edges of his quivering feline cleft. He groaned. The pleasure felt like it was enveloping him, heat radiating out from his snatch as his body continued to change. His whiskers twitched as he breathed in, drinking in his own increasingly feminine animal reek. Sasha's paws kneaded his shoulders, her breasts pressed against him as she peered over his shoulder. Jake caught up to the present, reaching down and prodding at one of the pink, glistening edges of his labia, hissing air back through his sharpening teeth.

Val's tail flicked as she sat down on the padded arm of the couch. Her golden eyes surveyed Jake's changing form approvingly. His body filled out, flesh swelling under his furry skin, bones creaking. Sasha reached a hand under his shoulder, resting a suede pad gently on his swollen clit and beginning to rub in tantalizing little circles. Jake arched his back, spine creaking, fingers spread against his fuzzy thighs as his hands swelled into thick paws. His claws dragged through increasingly plush bands of glossy orange and auburn, fur standing on end as Sasha's inscrutable touch made his head spin. Though increasingly feminine, he was now bigger, his body almost as large as either of his feline companions.

Interrupting the tender moment, Val reached in, grabbing Jake and yanking him towards her so that he was on his hands and knees on the middle of the sofa. She pulled his chin up into a quick kiss, letting him taste his own lust on her lips. Just as he started to reciprocate, she pulled back, raising a furry brow coyly. Her paws ruffled over his flicking ears, pulling his developing muzzle down between her spread straw-colored thighs. His whiskers twitched, face inches from her bared pussy. He couldn't hear if she said anything, but the message was clear: fair was fair.

He raised a paw up, resting it on her knee, leaning in and nuzzling against her belly. His breath hitched for a moment, but then came out as a rumbling purr as she guided him down, pulling him against her as his tongue scraped tentatively across her folds. Her muscles bunched under her fur. Her inner orifice clenched as he rasped across it, tongue pulling out longer and flatter, tasting her sharp metallic need.

Sasha grinned as she saw his forming glossy coat twitch, his skin starting to thicken and loosen as Val had her way with him. The tiger's attention was quickly drawn towards his increasingly shapely hindquarters. She grabbed his rump in her palms and squeezed, pulling his cheeks apart and then mashing them back together, coaxing Jake to raise his swelling ass up further off the sofa. All three of them were silhouetted off the glowing purple chess-board pattern of the couch, teeth and white fluff blazing in the darkness. She ground up with her thumbs around his bared pussy, teasing him as she rose up past either side of his anus and pinched in. His body stiffened, spine creaking as a jerking fluffy nub pressed out between her fingers.

Jake's ass clenched, straining out horizontally as his tail pulled out in halting jerks; his face still buried between Val's thighs. Sasha nibbled playfully at the jerking length, combing through the fuzz as she grabbed it and tugged it insistently out longer in bands of rich rust orange and dusty brown. Jake's rump bulged, muscles bulging as her other hand traced around the edges of his labia. His feet strained, hips creaking as he shifted his weight. His ass gained prominence, bared hole twitching with every flick of his tail as the tip developed a fluffy dark tuft at the end.

Remaining on his knees felt increasingly uncomfortable, his bones creaking as his ankles slimmed down. As he raised his ass up higher, he brought one foot under himself shakily, toes bulging as they swelled into leathery pads, slipping slightly as the fabric of the checkered cover slid against the couch under him. His legs bulged with corded muscle, fur racing down them in brown orange bands. His forming claws dug into the material, legs looking less and less human as he pushed himself against Val's body, lapping at her bared snatch, now comfortable being on all fours as his form continued to swell.

Sasha draped herself over his haunches, his muscles barely registering the weight as her purring warmth rested on him. She traced a finger along his stripes, seeming to revel in the beauty of the pattern. Her lips pulled up into a smile as a throb of yellow light revealed a small audience now watching their little alcove. She nuzzled against him as she reached down between her own fluffy thighs, gently stroking at her glistening pussy as she drank in the attention. The tiger let a hand drape over Jake's side, his body still gaining mass as she idly stroked at one of his nipples buried under his increasingly dense fur. She felt his rumble of approval as she pinched and kneaded the stiffening pink flesh in her paw before languidly moving down to trace a claw along another.

Val ground her hips against Jake's face, demanding more even as his jaws creaked out and opened wider, his muzzle mostly animal. He growled out as she grabbed a handful of fur from his neck and pulled him closer, his nose huffing in her scent as his tongue strained against her. The pulsing music thrummed in time with his racing heart. He let his tongue strain forwards, pressing against her tight inner orifice before sliding inside of her. Val yowled out, tossing her head back as she clenched around the warm length of his tongue snaking inside of her. His nose puffed warm air against her clit as her claws pricked against his thick skin, tightening as he pulled his tongue back, roughness scraping at her insides.

Jake was so absorbed that he didn't even notice the growing crowd of curious onlookers stopping to watch: the neon corner illuminating their diorama of lust. Two alpaca in all too tight clothes watched, one casually reaching under the waist of the other's jeans. The sharks had migrated over, smoking and watching the show, cracking jokes as the sofa began to shake under the great cats' writhing bodies. Some of the crowd continued to dance, including the wolves from earlier, though their earlier female companion was now on all fours between them, almost fully animal, a throbbing pink tip poking from her newly formed sheath as the last of her clothes tore off her dark furred frame.

Sasha let her paws wander over Jake's body, massaging in as she felt his muscles strain and tighten under his thick coat. His form swelled larger, yet still lithe in its proportions. She dragged herself back from his haunches, running her palms down on either side of his tail, mashing the edges of his exposed feline pussy together. The fur on Jake's tail fluffed out as she kneaded at his cunt, the heat and need seeping out through his body. He growled out between Val's thighs, rear claws tearing rents into the glowing sofa covering as she very lightly brushed against his clit. It was tortuous ecstasy, and the only thing he wanted was more.

The tiger's green eyes beamed in her fluorescent cavern, looking out at the firework glimpses of her audience. She stepped off the sofa as there was hardly any room left, padding behind Jake as she licked his slickness from her fingers in long lewd laps. His wildly whipping tail batted against her shoulders as she caught it in her teeth and let it tug free. She followed the striped tail as if beckoned, leaning in, hot breath puffing against his bared animal cleft. The tiger let him strain and quiver with need for just a second before lapping out, scraping her tongue through his fluff and then over his slick labia in a rough long lick, watching his fur ripple along his massive feline frame as he shivered in need. As she licked, she brought her fingers up to assist, spreading and kneading in at his femininity, coating her fingers in slick lust that glistened in the garish hues of purple and green.

The new hybrid barely noticed the couch quaking under him, creaking from his massive bulk. He was nearly as long as the sofa, furry twisting body undulating under the fluorescent haze of lust. Val's tail flickered behind her, tufted tip dipping down and then bobbing up as she clenched around his tongue. She squeezed hard enough to fold his feline tongue in on itself, rough barbs catching against themselves as she ground over the slick fleshy underside of his tongue. Jake's golden eyes hung half lidded, the reek of Val's feline need filling his senses, her paws pulling him tighter and tighter against herself. He ground his nose against her clit, front paws sinking into the sofa through the cover as his tongue sank deeper and deeper. Her powerful clenches became more frequent, lust bubbling up inside the lioness as she used her new pet.

Though Sasha's touch was lighter, Jake's reaction to her ministrations was no less intense. She swabbed her tongue against him, fingers spread in a V as her other hand rubbed gently up and down his labia. Her breasts jostled as she heaved in a great breath, drinking in his needy animal scent as she gently teased him, running a claw carefully down his tender flesh.

He was finally ready.

With her right hand, Sasha closed the V over his pussy, soaking her two fingers in his juices. Her left crept between her own two legs, mirroring her motions between them as her mouth opened in a silent gasp, tongue curling up over her pink nose. She looked out at darkness, no lights revealing the audience she knew was there. The padded tips of her fingers pressed against his clenched orifice, grinding down against the tight flesh, feeling him clench and twitch. She closed her eyes and kneaded forward with her soft padded digits, only pressing when he relaxed, making his tail whap against her as she continued like a blind safe-cracker. Jake shifted his weight from paw to paw, couch rocking under him as his snatch burned with need. She adjusted the pressure, prodding from different angles, insistent force building to the perfect twist before her two fingers slowly sank inside of him just as her other paw pressed between her own thighs.

Jake's body thrummed with animal lust, pussy clenching around Sasha's two wiggling fingers as he arched his back and continued lapping into Val's hungry snatch. His stomach twisted into knots, the wild need fizzing up inside of him, making him squirm. The lion's lips pulled back into a grimace, thick fangs glowing as she curled in over him. Her breaths came out in ragged gasps, close enough for his flickering ears to pick up over the din. His muzzle mashed up against her clit as his tongue pumped and scraped inside of her whenever it unfolded, causing pleasure to lance out through her nerves like forks of lightning.

The hybrid's breaths came out faster and faster against Val's crotch. Jake imbibed her lust as Sasha pumped her fingers deeper and deeper inside of him, rubbing them together, furry digits tickling his insides. Her impeccable technique only halted in brief pauses as she shuddered, her own pussy gripping at her fingers. They both seeped out clear pleasure, bodies on the heady edge of release. The tiger panted as she leaned in, fingers spreading slightly, letting Jake clench them back together. He felt her breath before her tongue slid out and dragged down over his clit, roughness striking the fleshy nub like a match. His body tensed, muscles straining as he writhed, orgasm kindling as he began to clench down at her fingers in compacting waves, tail whipping about like a ribbon in a windstorm as he came.

Val's thighs squeezed in around his massive muzzle. She leaned in, curling tight enough to bury her face in the fluffy ruff of Jake's neck fur, hot breaths heaving closer and closer. As Jake's orgasm began to wash over him, he strained out with his tongue, licking deeper and deeper in rough shoves, sliding in and scraping out as Val's passage clenched and fluttered around him. Her feet rose up off the sofa, claws combing through the fur of Jake's powerful front legs while he ground his panting nose against her clit. He heard her yowl of pleasure even over the music as her entire body squeezed around him: paws gripping his fur, thighs holding his head, and her pussy beginning to spasm and clench around him as she joined in his release.

Sasha watched her friends writhe together under the neon glow of the room; Jake's massive feline muzzle stuck between the lion's legs as he ate her out with wild abandon. His pussy clamped down around her fingers over and over as she continued to tease him, coaxing his pleasure out as he growled into Val's thighs. She pressed her own fingers deeper inside of herself, thumb squeezing down over her clit, turning her own ignition as the pleasure roared up inside of her. She gasped, tail fluffing up, clear pleasure dribbling down between her legs as she joined her compatriots in the twisting, tight, hot throes of feline climax. She could feel the eyes of the audience on her even when they faded from view amidst the colorful explosions of light. Sasha drank in the attention, letting them witness her pleasure, tail curling behind her as she continued to work her manual magic.

The three cats continued to rock and roar out their pleasure, a tangle of stripes and tufted tails, claws tearing gashes in the sofa cover. Their wrenching orgasms carried them on, fueling their lovemaking as they ground together.

Sasha and Val came down first, blaze of pleasure subduing to a soft buzz. They both coaxed on their huge hybrid companion, eking out every last mote of lust until he lay there, exhausted, body flopped out on the sofa with his furry chin resting on Val's knee.

The crowd may have clapped or cheered, but it was impossible to tell with the pulses of light and the never-ending wall of thrumming sound. As the show ended, some stayed, watching the cats' motions slow, but most others returned to the writhing mass of animalistic bodies on the floor.

The lioness took a deep breath before laying Jake's heavy head down on the armrest. She walked over to the small dresser in the corner, gripping the handle of the drawer labeled "Good Girl" and then looking back to Jake, winking at the lethargic liger before sliding down to open the "Bad Girl" drawer. She fished around inside before pulling out what looked like a thick black leather belt with blunt studs all along one edge: a collar.

Sasha sashayed up behind the lion, looking down with mock disapproval before opening the top drawer and rooting around for a moment before a smile split her features. She pulled out a long piece of gold and pink fabric like pulling a particularly flamboyant noodle from a plate of spaghetti. On one end was an embroidered loop, on the other, hung a polished brass clip: a very fancy leash.

They both returned to the huge cat drowsing in the afterglow on the sofa. His eyes widened as Val buckled the collar around his neck, Sasha then clipping the leash onto it. The tiger handed the loop to Val, who tugged hard enough to roust Jake from his perch with a grumble. He hopped down and stretched, bending his front paws and curling his tail. Sasha rested a hand on his flank as they walked out into the crowd, the mass of dancing bodies closing in around them. Val pulled him along as they wove their way towards the center of the floor, lights exploding around them as the bass throbbed loud enough to ruffle their fur.

Jake didn't know how to dance with two legs, much less four, but that didn't stop him from trying: bobbing his head and thrashing his rump from side to side, tail flicking to and fro. Sasha seemed at home as she danced, sinuous movements never halting as she swayed, rubbing up against those around her. Val hardly danced at all, bobbing her head as she watched others, golden eyes reflecting the bursts of multi-hued lights as she smiled.

Time was impossible to keep track of: the music never ceasing, the dancers never stopping. Jake found himself panting, huge body just another part of the animal crush. Then, suddenly, there weren't as many people: fewer feet and hooves crashing down against the floor in front of him. A wide circle of bodies formed around him, leaving a void in the middle of the dance floor that felt like it was sucking the new hybrid towards it. On the other side of the circle, the wolves from earlier stood, their once female companion now quite comfortable on all fours, a thick leather collar around her neck.

Sasha's hand scratched between Jake's ears before she clicked the leash off of his collar. The wolves across the way did the same.

Jake found himself padding forward, all eyes in the circle falling on the two animals as they approached. Although the wolf was hardly small, Jake loomed over the canine as they both leaned in noses huffing. Though it was hard to see and hear, he could smell the dark furred wolf as clear as day, a musky loam scent as she wagged and sniffed him back. He could hardly help chasing the male wolf as she turned, fluffy tail beckoning him.

The crowd stomped and bobbed and pointed, the two feral animals rushing around in a whir of frenetic energy. Val put an arm around Sasha's shoulder as they both smiled, watching Jake let go as he chased the wolf and the wolf chased him. The lion and tiger pulled into a kiss as the wolf let Jake catch her. The dark fluffy canine flopped onto her back, paws hanging in the air, tail patting against the floor, tip of her pink canine cock poking from her sheath as she panted.

Jake looked up at the crowd, the swirl of faces and noise pulsing around him as he faltered. But Val and Sasha were there at the side of the circle. He couldn't hear what they said, but got the encouragement anyways. Val's lewd finger signs made both him and Sasha laugh.

He stepped forwards over the wolf leaning in as they both made out, slick and rough tongue entwining with the crowd cheering around them, barely audible over the pulsing music.

He wasn't about to stop now. The night was still young.