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A short while ago on an island far away lies a great a city. A beacon of excellence and prosperity the likes of which are unmatched across the world. The metropolis of Zoa. Nested between the clear blue waters of the Atlantic and the Crown Mountains, it is a very isolated and exclusive slice of paradise. Its wealth originally comes from its mines which unearths a vast variety of precious gems and ores, it is said that even the sand of its beaches glitter with gold at sunrise and sunset. This wealth was expanded upon by its greatest leader, Gregory Zoa, descendent of the city's founder. He promised to elevate the city to new heights in its newfound independence and once elected that is exactly what he did. Building an airport on the other side of the mountains and a train that runs through them, increasing the city's clean efficient energy ten-fold making petrol cars obsolete. Green lush parks dotted around the city with a theme park on the seafront and a stretch of incredible shops and businesses, This increased tourism tenfold almost overnight. Arguably his crowning achievement is the reforms he made to its laws and culture, especially when it came to the sex trade. A move that was seen as unpopular by many but to the women that lived in that world it was a god send. Freeing them from the alienation and corruption they were surrounded with so they could practice their trade in peace and security. The move was so successful Zoa now rivals San Fernando as the Porn Capital of the world.

He was elected back after back, never ready to retire, until sadly a heart attack ended his days. Millions of Zoa's Citizens accompanied him on his last journey with thousands erupting in a traditional Haka for his sendoff. His tomb stands in the heart of a city with his statue ever watchful over City Hall.

Eventually the people elected his Niece, Lisa Zoa, to continue the leadership as a promise to uphold her uncle's legacy. This promise was quickly snatched away and she began to roll back a lot of the changes her father had made. Preaching to make the City pure and free of hostility entirely. She didn't look at the sex trade with the same grace as her uncle, she saw it as a stain on the city states legacy. She could not entirely undo what her uncle did but instead she moves to over regulate the practice of the trade, making it harder and harder to thrive in the business.

However this story is not about the new ruthless leader this city finds itself at the mercy of, it is about three men, who once had a dream and now comes the fateful day they finally plant the seeds of their new life.

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We start with Alec, a strong dragon or rare black and purple scales. His hair is brilliant electic yellow that is accompanied with a thick yellow scruff of fur around his neck trailing down his spine to the tip of his tail. As buff and well endowed as he is it is no wonder that he is currently receiving a very pleasant awakening from a beautiful busty panda woman he is sharing a bed with.

He opens his eyes feeling a great warmth enveloped around his member, looking down to see the sheets bobbing up and down. This sight is all too familiar to this rambunctious reptile, "You sure to wanna do that? I am sure I smell after the several times we did it last night," he asks with a yawn, enjoying himself immensely.

She stops and her head pokes out from under the sheets with a mischievous grin, "We haven't got much time. I want you twice more before my husband comes home. Besides you're my bodyguard, this kind of thing should be well within your purview," she replies softly, crawling up to the dragon and kissing him passionately, giving him a taste of himself.

"It should but I am pretty sure it's the kind of thing I will get fired for doing, you're really going to have to make it worth it."

"How dare you mister King. Aren't I worth it?" She responds with a naughty nibble on his nose.

"Oh you are but I am pretty sure I did most of the work last night, I think I shouldn't make you cum so much or so hard next time."

She leans up, holding his chest down and lining herself up for her ride, "Oh is that so. Well I guess I should pay you back in kind," just as their sexes touch, ready to penetrate, suddenly they hear clear footsteps coming up the wooden stairs.

Both freeze in shock, "Please tell me you have a maid," Alec pleads.

"Get in the closet! NOW!"

Alec dashes in the large closet while she wildly sprays perfume all over the sheets to mask his scent. The door opens and she smoothly sprawls herself over the sheets, "Oh I was hoping you would be back early," she calls to her husband with a seductive smile.

Alec raises his brows impressed with her bullshit. Makes him think that he probably wasn't the first bodyguard she had to hide spontaneously. Her husband whom unsurprising was also a panda halts observing the delightful sight before him, "Well now what has come over you my dear?"

"You work way too much. A girl has needs. I need to seize the day at some point."

Alec hides a muffle, hoping that he would not be stuck in there all morning watching them fuck.

"Any other day dear but I actually had to stop by because our daughter broke her violin and I said she can borrow yours for college till we find a suitable replacement."

Alec's eyes widen and looks to his feet, seeing a clear outline of a violin case in the dark, "Fuck..."

Just as the Panda grabs the handle to open the closet suddenly the panda girl decides to go for the Hail-Mary and lunges at her husband, kissing him and trying to get his trousers undone.

"What's come over you!?" he responds flushed.

"PLEEEEEASSSEEE! Mama needs her honey!" she begs, grabbing him by his stiff rod.

Alec's heart races, sweating bullets and thanking god for his lovers quick thinking but things hit a wall when a new but familiar voice interrupts them, "EEEEWWWWW! MOM!" The daughter had come in, shielding her eyes, "You trying to scar me forever!?"

Papa Panda puts his meat away and buttons up, "Sorry baby girl. Your mother... well... it's only natural," he opens up the closet door and halts in shock, seeing Alec the Dragon standing buck naked holding the violin and presenting it to the bear, "Here. I give up. This isn't worth it."

The bear's eyes shrink as rage begins to rise, "Thank you," he replies coldly, taking the violin and throwing it to his wife, "Do you want to die outside the closet or in?"

"I am not really an inside the closet kind of guy but... is there a third option?"

The daughter rushes to see the dragon in the closet and drops her jaw, "ALEC!? MY MOM!? HOW COULD YOU! DID OUR WEEKEND MEAN NOTHING!?"

The mother's concern suddenly turned to rage, sharing the papa's stare of death at the dragon, "YOU FUCKED MY DAUGHTER THE NIGHT BEFORE YOU FUCKED ME!?"

"Well this fucked up situation has gotten way out of hand so this dragon is gonna fly..." Alec shoves the male out of the way to the floor and charges straight through the plate glass window, a tossed violin case barely misses his skull as he leaps from the balcony from the enraged screams of the entire family unit.

He was in a decent amount of pain but did not stop running or look back. He didn't even cared he was running buck naked through the streets. He just needed to run fast and run far.

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Across town another hero arrives at his place of work. His name is Maku, an athletic wolf with grey and white fur. What separates him from the other gray wolves is his long silky blue hair that seems to glimmer when the light shines on it. His looks drew the gaze from females and also males of certain taste. Handsome enough to be a movie star and that he was, only a niche star for a certain adult genre of movies.

The wolf steps off the bus, thanks the driver and heads into the building opposite. It was a fairly moderate building with a fairly moderate studio. One that he frequents for work, the one reliable job he has as a freelance adult film star.

He enters the set and to his surprise things have already started to get underway. It seems as if they were moments away from shooting but he was early as always. He sees his boss, the director and approaches him, "Ummm... hello... I am working today right?"

The director turns and look bewildered by his sudden appearance, "Maku? What are you doing here? Didn't Tom call you?"

"Got nothing."

"Hold on..." The director disappears into the corner of the studio where the producer, Tom, was at the buffet of nibbles.

"HEY MAKU BABY!" The girl on set waves to the wolf and blows him a kiss, she was also a wolf that Maku had the pleasure of working with before on a couple of different scenes. The last scene got over a million views on Furhub so if he was working with her again it would be a real treat.

Both the director and producer return to Maku reluctantly, seeming to argue in whispers to each other every step of the way. The wolf interrupts them calmly, "Look if you guys got your wires crossed I understand. It happens. I can reschedule, you guys are cool."

"Yeah Maku... about that..." the director scatches the back of his head, not having the stones to look him in the eye as he says, "The studio is going to be taking a different direction and well, we have to be selective about the cast we have on our books so..."

"Look I am a professional actor. Just come out with it and quit being a pussy," Maku instructs crossing his arms awaiting what he surely feels is them letting him go.

"Look. You are a fantastic stud! No one is saying that you aren't..." the producer takes over, seeming to try and soften the blow, "but this is the entertainment business and we need to follow the demographics that provide the "Most Entertainment," You get me?"

"No I don't "get you" but continue..." Maku gives a little attitude, getting fed up with the bullshit they were leading him with. If they are going to fire him they should just do it. Rip off the band aid.

"You see the demographics show that people like watching porn guys with big dicks."

"I am ten inches dude... do I have to whip it out again and hit you in the face with it?"

"No no no. We know its big but we need... BIIIIIIGGGG!" The director says, hand gesturing from short to very long, "We are really going to push the limits here and Bruno is going to do that."

"Who the fuck is Bruno?" Suddenly a massive black bull comes out of the back onto set freshly showered, Maku's eyes shoot straight to the bull and are fixed on the third leg swinging between his other two, "Mary mother of god!"

"Bruno has sixteen inches and the girth of a football!" The Director says looking upon Bruno and his small bus of a dick like prized livestock.

Maku's butt cheeks perk shut at the mere sight of the monstrosity that is Bruno's dick. The girl on set looks scared out of her wits, her knees already buckling with the knowledge of attempting to put that thing inside her.

"You really serious dude!? You ever try to fit a square peg in a round hole as a toddler!?" Maku asks, now concerned about the girl.

"Melissa is a champ, she can take it. We are paying her double to do so after all! Right Melissa!?" he shouts with her barely able to force her head to nod in response.

"I don't even think a jumbo jet could take that thing... seriously Melissa is five foot nothing and barely a hundred pounds. This is dangerous!"

"Well when you get to be a director you can decide what to put inside the girl now if you'll excuse us we've got a scene to shoot..." he dismisses rudely.

That's it, Maku's temper has reached its limit, "You know what. I am off this ship before it sinks. Fuck you guys! I quit!" Maku yells with a bark as he begins his walk out.

The producer yells, "Oh come on man don't be so petty!"

"Oh that's not me being petty," Maku uses his tail to flick around to the table with all the food and with one brush knocks it all to the floor with a barrage of broken plates, "That's me being petty! Consider this bridge burnt mother fuckers!" He shouts leaving with his middle finger held high with pride.

After a few moments pass to let the drama settle the director continues, "Oh fuck him. Let's just get to the poon tang. Lube him up and bend over girl! ACTION!" Melissa is stood frozen looking at the tiny bottle of lube in the palm of her hand then to the massive cock she was about to be tortured with, "eeeep..."

With Maku's brief high of self esteem subsiding he now decides to head back home and see if his roommate has any more scotch left in his hiding place.

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Lunchtime has come and our third hero is busy at work entertaining a group of girls that has started their hen night. Our third hero's name is Ken, a dingo with glossy white fur with a tuft of blonde in his white hair. He is not stripping for these girls although his body more than fits the bill of a male stripper with some amazing tattoos to boot. He is cooking for them at the Benihana performing all the tricks of the trade. Each trick is met with a hail of tipsy Woo's from the girls dressed up in their sluttiest dresses and an assortment of rude penis style party accessories.

As Ken tosses around his knife and spatula the girls begin to remark about him as if he isn't there, he blushes with each compliment.

"You know he looks way too good to be a cook. Usually the chefs are greasy middle-aged guys but this canine is getting me hungry in more ways than one."

"I know it girl, hey handsome chef, where you from?"

"All sorts of places miss... I am a man of the world," he mutters as confidently as he can while lighting up the onion volcano.

"Wow I love his accent. Please tell me you are single..." another girl asks, trailing her finger around the rim of her glass.

He breaks a sweat, it certainly wasn't from the heat he was working with, "Ummm... well I am not spoken for no... who wants to try catching shrimp in their mouth?!" He calls out quickly changing the subject to something more comfortable for the shy dingo.

They all point to the bride to be and she opens wide, he makes the perfect throw however one of her friends deliberately nudges her back and the shellfish lands squarely in her cleavage, she gasps in shock but that shock quickly turns to a hail of laughter from all the girls.

Ken panics a little, "Oh Jesus. I am sorry!"

"Don't apologize, my maid of honor is anything but..." She sticks her tongue out to the girl who pushed her.

The maid of honor grins mischievously, "Well I have an idea how about our handsome chef fishes out that piece of meat down your dress!"

She returns the same grin, "Yeah! Do it! Come on I will be an honest woman in two days, this can be your apology!"

"Ummm... well... I don't think..." Suddenly his mutters are blocked out by the chants of, "DO IT DO IT DO IT!"

Seeing as he must now bow to peer pressure he reaches out but is suddenly stopped by the maid of honor, "No no no! With your teeth..."

Ken's face turns pure beet red, the girls once again cheer and the bride to be, sticks her rack out further towards him.

He quickly glances around to ensure the boss hasn't come out of his office and with quick and expert precision his muzzle goes straight into his cleavage and fishes out the shrimp. A wail of thrilled screams hit the roof and a round of applause is followed, "Wow, you've done that before haven't you?" the bride says flirtatiously. Ken nods reluctantly with the shrimp still flopping between his teeth.

"HEY! Don't think about eating that, we paid for it..." the maid of honor leans over and softly snatches the shrimp away with her lips, wrapping around his in the moment. Predictably there is another cheer. This will certainly be a story to tell his friends about.

Just as he starts to get enveloped in the vibe two men suddenly approach the party from another table after witnessing all the antics, "Hey girls! Mind if two handsome gentleman join you?"

The mood turns sour in an instant. They certainly weren't a welcome presence, "Sorry boys! This is a girl only thing. Hen party, I am sure you've herd about those..." one girl responds sarcastically.

The intruders clearly don't take the hint, "Oh come on. We can help fund your day out. We've got cash to spare see," He flashes a wad of green in their face, Ken's reflexes could catch that they were mostly one's, "Besides you don't seem to mind sharing your fun with our little chef friend there."

"There's a difference. He's cute and cooks like a god and you two seem to think that money makes you a god so can you please leave us alone," the maid of honor asks very soberly.

"Oh its not the money that makes me god, its what's tucked away next to it," he laughs grabbing his crotch.

Ken suddenly slaps the spatula on the cooking top with an ear shattering clang, "Excuse me gentleman. The ladies have asked you leave them be so they can enjoy their meals. If you do so right now I can send you a complimentary drink from the bar for holding together what little dignity you have..."

"What the fuck did you say to me fry cook?!" the two of them begin to circle around on either side of the grill, "You should keep your mouth shut and cook. That's your job. Do anything more and my friend and I won't shove that apron down your throat."

"Your imagination for threats and insults is incredible," Ken sarcasms, "Let's not get violent and spoil the brides much needed night out with her friends. I am giving you one last warning, leave us and drink your drinks. If you don't I will ask you to leave the restaurant."

"Ask us?" He laughs out loud, "If we don't you gonna throw us out yourself? You know we are both second dan black belts in Taekwondo."

"Second dan? Wow. You must be the real shit," Ken sarcasms once more, not the least bit threatened.

They didn't seem to pick up on his tone and nod, "Too damn right. Got us more tail than hair on your head," he laughs as he suddenly tugs one of the girls tails. She screams and leaps out of her seat.

That was it, he had enough, Ken comes out from behind the counter and approaches his foe, the stranger immediately takes stance, "Come on then!"

A fire appears in the Dingo's red eyes, almost as if it is glowing, a serene rage sets in and he takes a deep breath.

As Ken clearly wasn't going to make the first move one of them did, just as he is about to make his first strike Ken suddenly snaps a jab into the man's throat. Shock takes hold and he can barely breath, Ken's fist was a blur, a blink was enough to miss the strike. It put the stranger right on his tail, gasping for the air that suddenly left his body.

His friend charged forward for revenge, throwing roundhouse kicks left and right with ken breezing past each attempted strike as he takes short controlled steps back. Ken's hands weren't even at his front on guard, they were at his side relaxed.

The guy threw all his energy into one last kick right to skull of the dingo, however ken suddenly raised his arm and blocked it. The impact failed to even push his arm a hair out of place, Ken's form was statuesque. The guy howls in a great deal of pain as if he just put his shin right into a brick wall. He falls clutching his injured and squirming, "Second dan my arse. You're not even a fucking brown belt," the Dingo remarks.

"KEN!" The shout of his manager draws Ken out of his rage, the scene his boss has stumbled into certainly doesn't make the Dingo look good.

"Fuck..."

Shortly after an earful from his manager followed by his immediate termination Ken heads out of the restaurant with his bag suddenly greeted by the bridal party all waiting for him out front, "We could hear your boss. We know what happened. Guy is a total dick! We can talk to him and explain everything."

"It's cool. I was about ready to fuck off anyway. To be honest this wasn't the first time I had a fight with a customer..." he sighs thinking that his friend was right about his anger issues.

The Maid of honor approached, "Lookie lookie, chef has a bad boy side. I have never been this turned on in my life."

Ken blushes, "Don't worry about me... I am a grown man. I will be fine. At least you girls got your meal for free."

"Well we can't let our hero finish his day like this," One girl says grabbing him by the scruff of his neck and planting one on his lips. Just as he parts to take a breath the next girl plants one on him and then the next until they all had a taste including the bride to be. When the maid of honor kissed him she slid her phone number in his pocket and whispered, "call me, I want to experience those skilled hands bad boy."

His shyness along with his cute blushed face was almost too much for them. The girls bid him farewell blowing kisses and continued their night. Ken sighs and goes home wondering where the fuck this crazy life was going to take him next.

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Ken finally arrives at his home, a small but moderately styled apartment complex situated near the seafront. With no job now it will be a wonder how he can get the rent paid however he put his mind towards something more comforting, like who he has waiting for him at home.

He walks up to the third floor and down the hall, his place is one door away from the end. Just as he touches his key to the lock the door swings open and two small mammals leap at him screaming, "DADDY!"

Ken smiles and ruffles their hair, "Howdy doody my babies. You been good?" He looks down at his kids with a great deal of affection. Bren and Jen, his twin rascals.

"Of course daddy, look what Amelia taught me today!" Bren blurts out suddenly using his armpit to make fart noises.

"Look daddy! I lost a tooth!" Jen makes a big wide smile showing off the gap in her little sharp teeth.

The babysitter steps in, "Come on dingle berries. Give your dad a moment to breath. I didn't expect you back till six," she says crossing her arms wondering what's happening. Amelia was also a welcome sight, not just because she was a young hot Tasmanian Devil but also because she is still the most affordable babysitter Ken had ever come across. In his mind she was a part of the family and being able to keep her on board would be just as important as the rent.

"Problems at work, I left early. I don't think I will be welcome back," Ken enters throwing his shoulder bag to one side watching his kids park themselves on their favorite spots in front of the TV.

"You're the best chef there! Give them one week and they will be begging for you back,"

"We'll see. Any mail?"

"Well there was one thing that happened over breakfast... I don't think it counts as mail. Your neighbor came by..." she starts seeming a little off about her speech.

"Which one, Alec or Maku?"

"I dunno... the dragon guy... however he came by via the balcony and not the front door shortly after you left for work."

"What?"

"And he was... in a state of nature..."

"Come again?" Ken asks completely puzzled.

"AHHH... he was naked... butt naked... I was just sat there eating oatmeal and suddenly that naked dragon comes racing through the window and out our front door. I don't think he saw me but... I saw him... all of him..." she stares off in shock, as if questioning herself on weather or not it actually happened.

"Jesus! The kids didn't see him did they!?"

"No they were in the bedroom getting dressed... you don't sound surprised by this?" Amelia asks inquisitively.

"I have known him since college, I wish I could say this was the first time he has crawled through my window... I will go and have a word with him... you okay to stick around?"

"I am paid up till seven, you go speak to your naked friend..."

"Who is naked?" Jen asks overhearing the conversation.

"Nobody dingle berry. You go back to watching fur fighters and I will bake us some brownies!" Amelia says to the little cheers of the kids.

Ken thanks Amelia before storming out of the door and b-lining it to the door at the end.

He slams the side of his fist on the door a few times, and after a few moment it opens. It's Alec's roommate Maku who is also an old college buddy of Ken, "Where is he? I want words..." Ken demands, feeling his anger bubbling.

"Oh shit... don't tell me... he fucked your babysitter?" Maku guesses.

"What?! No. I mean he better not!" Ken sputters out passing by Maku and entering the lounge where Alec is lounging there in nothing but a pair of jeans.

Just as Maku raises his finger to tell him off he suddenly notices that Alec is hurt, arm bandaged as a cut to his eyebrow, "Holy shit what happened?"

"Oh nothing much, just a little drama with the Chinese ambassador's brother... and his wife... and his daughter... Nice to see you too... shouldn't you be at work by the way?" Alec asks as Maku passes him a fresh bag of ice for his face.

"Well I wish I could say it was nice to see you. Amelia feels the same after seeing you break in this morning!" Ken states trying to hold his anger however the state his friend was in made it hard to do so.

"Wait what?! I could swear no one was in!"

"She was sat at the kitchen table, she didn't miss a thing, unlike your dumbass self."

"Oh really..." Alec pauses, reflecting on his actions before finishing with, "... she like what she saw?"

"ALEC!" Both Ken and Maku shout simultaneously.

"Kidding... kidding... Jesus grow a sense of humor, and go easy on me I am expecting a call from Rob at any moment to give me the sack," Alec grabs the remote and starts channel hopping.

"Makes two of us although I quit this morning," Maku states over in the kitchen browsing through all the sachets of tea they had.

"What? What happened with you Maku?" Ken asks, eyes half drawn to an MMA fight Alec just put on.

"Oh instead of keeping on a fantastic performer like myself they decided to go with a bull large enough to satisfy a blue whale. The studio has absolutely no dignity or respect. They are just interested in finding the most shocking thing they can put on the internet... tea Ken?"

"Actually I fancy something stiffer, I have a similar story for today. Got laid off myself too."

"No shit, really!? I didn't think you had it in you..." Alec mocks, "Make that two stiff drinks by the way Maku."

"I didn't fuck anyone DRAGON... I just had a gentleman's disagreement... that's all..." Ken states taking a seat on the armchair.

"Shit... you killed someone..."

"No... just gave out some sprains and bruises. In my opinion they milked what I did to them. If I am being honest I am starting to think it was worth it..."

"Well now look who is starting to live a little. Whoever said kids sap the life out of you," Maku jests passing Ken his drink.

"At least my kids are meaningful unlike the man child relationship you two have had going since college," Ken mocks with a smirk feeling a bit more relaxed with a scotch in his hand.

"You're not implying that Alec and I have a relationship. Alec is as straight as an arrow sadly enough, not even a little bi curious," Maku states passing a glass to Alec.

Alec winks to Maku, "Thanks babes," and turns back to the TV with a sly grin, trying to screw with Ken's mind a little bit.

Ken pauses and shakes his head, trying not to imagine what Alec was implying, "Well now that I am a grown man freshly kicked out to the job market I am just wondering what they hell to do now. No way am I going to get references from Beni-fuckin-hana."

"You think you have it bad? I am a male pornstar, dicks in the industry are a dime a dozen. I will be lucky to get a gloryhole scene here or there," Maku replies, thinking about it for a moment and suddenly downing some of the booze fresh from the bottle.

"Well I am still technically employed until Rob gets wind of what I did..." suddenly Alec's mobile buzzes on the coffee table, "Speak of the devil..."

He answers and puts it on speaker, "Hey Alec. You're fired," Rob states calmly.

"Fair enough," Alec replies, "You were good to put up with me for as long as you did bro,"

"Well technically I should have fired you after that little stunt you pulled during the Pope's visit but when it comes to China I really can't let it slide mate. My business relies on my reputation and if I don't fire you I am going to lose a hell of a lot of contracts so its nothing personal."

"You know me Rob, I am a professional, I can take a hit,"

"I will pay for that window you broke but that's the last favor. I can't guarantee they aren't going to hold a grudge though. You have made serious enemies. Anyway you take care, Give Maku and Ken my best."

"Will do, bye," Alec hangs up the call, "Well that makes three unemployed losers. I think now is the right time for a serious booze up. How about we head out tonight and hit the clubs?"

"You kidding. We are unemployed, we have to count our pennies until we find another menial job. Ken will be a fry cook and you can go back to that old job bouncing at that club at the seafront," Maku says seeming to try and make it out as a joke but also being half serious.

"I'll will be in the cold hard ground long before I work for maccy fucking D's..." Ken says downing the rest of his drink hard.

"And I am not bouncing again. Too many people pull knives on me. Including that one guy in the wheelchair. No thank you I want to live a life where I am stab free..." Alec refutes.

"Well there's always..." Maku trails off for a moment and takes another swig of the drink, "... fuck it. Nah there's no way."

"Spit it out wolf. Can't be worse than suckin dick through a hole in the toilet," Alec shouts impatiently.

"Well... remember that weekend we had during spring break... Ken had that sparring accident so we all just chilled out smoking weed, drinking and playing Mortal Kombat till sunrise."

Ken smiles in reflection, "Yeah, I remember. You guys could have been out getting your rocks off and trading beads for boobs but you kept me company instead."

"I know... tragic... OW!" Alec yelps just as Ken smacks him on his sore arm for being so insesitive, "Anyway, why you bring that up?"

"Well we were shooting the shit and talking about what we could do after graduation and had that idea, you know, the business?" Maku hints seeing who catches on first.

Ken's light bulb goes off, "What? The porn resort?"

Alec gasps, "OH GOD YEAH! Maku you are a god damn genius! Divine Sin! I had completely forgotten all about that!"

"Of course you did. You were so high it took you an hour to find the phone, and it was in your pocket. Even so the idea is sound and there is nothing like it around, believe me," Maku joins the two others and takes a seat at the other end of the couch, "If we can combine everything sex in one amazing place then we could make a killing in this city! I could run the studio, Alec can run the club and Ken can run hospitality..."

"You guys are serious aren't you?" Ken replies, "Seriously you are talking about setting up a business, a resort no less. We would need a butt load of cash we don't even have, how the hell we going to find the money?!"

"Well... shit... the bank?" Alec suggests shrugging.

"You ever hear of a bank investing in porn?" Ken replies crossing his arms with skepticism.

"Well its worth a shot at least Ken. There's money everywhere and its not like we don't have connections. Come on, we are at rock bottom and there is nowhere to go but up," Maku replies hopeful.

"Jesus man, this is not rock bottom... rock bottom is... well... whatever the fuck Alec did during the Pope's visit... by the way what was that about anyway?"

"let's just say it is worth going to hell for..." Alec replies with a mischievous grin. Ken is afraid to probe any further as knowing might drag him to hell with the perverted Dragon.

"Seriously Ken. I am relatively sober and after all my experience I am confident we can make something from this. This is Zoa after all! Sex Capital of the World! Don't tell me you hate the idea of being surrounded by gorgeous women all day!"

Maku's charm and charisma start to sink into the Dingo, he bites his bottom lip in thought weighing up the possibilities and risks. He knows Maku makes it sound like a better idea than it might actually be. Ken seldom took chances. Always played it safe for the sake of his kids. Maybe this one time he could take a leap, take a chance and try and hit the sky. Just this one time, this one life. Alec was game for anything and Maku was ready to be his own boss. It all came down to Ken.

"Ahhhh... fine... but three way split in the business. Even if an investor takes a big bite into it."

"Deal! Alright now we have to have another celebratory drink," Maku hops up and grabs the glasses, pouring a shot in each of them. The three of them touch glasses and drink to their business. "To Divine Sin," Alec says in triumph.

"Ummm... Alec... you're on the news," Ken states pointing to a report of a dragon streaking through the city with some poorly shot phone footage to accompany it. His bits are blurred out and thankfully his face isn't all that clear.

"Shit... camera's never do justice for my thighs..."