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The Eighteen Quotes Club

By Danath

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"Oh, come on, dude, we have to go!" Raze said, his voice a pleading purr. "I heard it's the best nightlife in town!"

Lounging lengthways across a beat-up leather couch, the black panther turned his head back, looking across the living room to the kitchen, where his friend and roommate stood with crossed arms and a crosser expression.

"I heard that place has a huge cover charge," Cori said. He ran a paw up the bridge of his muzzle and caught the base of the two enormous ears sprouting from the top of his head. The velveteen white fur bristled as the rabbit's ears fell backwards all the way down to his hips. "And who'd you hear that from, anyways?"

"Jerrald," Raze said with a sniff.

"Jerald!" Cori scoffed. "Let's just go to the regular bar. We can walk, there's no cover, the bartender is nice and the drinks are cheap. It's easy!"

It was Cori's turn to affect a distressed pleading as he tried to reason with Raze, who shook his head and sat up on the couch.

"Nope, we agreed, you picked last time, I picked this time."

"Fine, but the cover had better not be huge."

"Oh, don't worry so much. It'll be fine."

The panther grinned as he stood and stretched, satisfied in victory. A tight t-shirt hugged his torso, while a simple pair of black shorts hung around his hips and thighs. He slipped on some sandals and nodded his head towards the door.

"Let's go!"

"What, now?"

"When, then? Later?"

"It's not even six!"

"Then if it sucks we can either go to Charlie's or make it an early night."

Faced with such logic, the rabbit could only shuffle his large feet into his own sandals. Like the panther, he was wearing simple clothes - a white t-shirt with the name of a local band stamped across the front that hugged his slender chest and belly, plus a pair of not-quite-too-tight booty shorts in a flashy silver that really, in his own humble opinion, showed off his nice, thick, wispy tail. And, of course, his rump.

"What's with that face?" the rabbit asked, glancing at Raze.

"Well, there's no dress code so far as I know, but really?"

"What? These cost me a premium!"

"Chrome ass."

"Damn right."

The argument continued in the cab they hailed and across the busy city towards the club some miles away, closer to the center of town and near the enormous SynTech Tower that dominated the skyline not just with its size, but the enormous tree sprouting from the top. Raze had a business lunch there once. The soup was excellent.

The cabbie gladly took the fare and tip before speeding away, ears burning as the argument devolved into a comparison of body parts and who, exactly, was slutting it up or, in another opinion, going out and looking good doing it with a little class for a change.

The argument finally ended when the two approached the doors of the club. There was no velvet rope and no line. In fact, there was barely a sign. The front of the club was dark red brick, a freestanding building with no neighbors. Large blacked-out windows facing the street featured an occasional glow or beam of light, but not much escaped the tint. Brushing his long ears back again, the lop looked from the black bar stretching across the front with the words "THE EIGHTEEN QUOTES CLUB" stenciled in neat, heavy san serif, to the black panther next to him.

It looked, Cori had to admit, quite classy.

The bouncer in front of the heavy wooden doors held up a huge golden paw.

"Members only club, fellas," the lion said as he stared down the bridge of his muzzle at them. His arms, crossed over his burly chest, were visibly lifted by the enormous pecs flexing just beneath the thin-stretched black polo wrapping around his torso. "If you'd like to come in, you can buy a full or temporary membership."

"How much is a full membership?" Cori asked.

The bouncer's muzzle twitched into the faintest smirk.

"If you have to ask, you don't wanna know."

"What's a temporary membership cost?" Raze asked next.

"Sixty bucks."

"Sixty?" both panther and rabbit exclaimed in unison.

The lion's twitching muzzle turned slightly away and he coughed into his paw.

"There is... another way," he said. "I can let you in for free, but there are a few rules you'd have to follow."

"What rules?" Cori asked suspiciously.

"Well, you'd wear a hat, to mark you as a non-member, and of course, the actual members would get priority. Oh, hey, Grant, go on in. No charge, of course!"

The bouncer stepped aside and opened the door. For a brief moment, a blast of hot musk and the sounds of high-pitched gasps and yowls echoed from within. The slim fox who entered dressed even classier than Cori in what was little more than a jockstrap with some webbing over the butt and a cut-off t-shirt. He also wore a cute little flat-topped cap with a small visor that sat neatly between his pointed black eartips. The bright blue color of the cap matched his outrageous jockstrap.

"One of our regular non-members, Grant is," the lion said after closing the door. "Even brings his own hat. Anyways, you got your options, now pick one or scram."

Cori glanced at Raze. The panther's tail stood straight out from his backside and vibrated as his flared nostrils drank in the last few drops of musk and sweat that blew through the open door.

"We'll take free memberships!" Raze said.

Cori stared at him in horror. The panther was not thinking straight - well, neither of them ever thought straight, so to speak - but they didn't even know what was inside, and this whole free non-member pass sounded pretty fishy.

His thoughts were interrupted by the lion, who produced and squashed onto their heads a pair of caps similar in style to the fox's, though neither of theirs was in quite the same sparkly, well-cared-for condition.

"Off you go then, and welcome to the Eighteen Quotes Club, boys."

Huge paws propelled them forward, one on each of their rumps. Both panther and rabbit gasped as they felt the squeeze force them to jump through the doorway and into the belching hot fire within. Their eyes dilated rapidly as they adjusted to the sudden darkness when the doors closed behind them, revealing the tableau inside.

They were in a club, alright. The second story had been removed, leaving only the rafters above a series of large booths and tables, many occupied. There was no sign of the fox from earlier.The area with ropes and chairs and tables and drinks and waiters in fancy outfits was behind a rope with a small sign that read "Members Only." There was another small sign on the wall with an arrow and the words "Non-Members."

Cori followed Raze automatically when the panther started moving. There was nothing obvious going on in the bar, which appeared to take up about half of the space in the building, judging from what he'd seen outside. A few of the patrons were smoking, some eating and drinking, but nothing that could account for the veritable furnace of musk and lust and sex surrounding the air, turning the atmosphere heavy with desire. And the noises - they were fainter now, or maybe the music was louder inside, but there were the noises - squeals, gasps, moans, grunts, and the occasional sound of a bucket of paste being dumped onto the floor. The lop's ears draped across his back down to his hips, running over his rump slightly as he followed the panther down the hallway. The walls were paneled in dark wood with a black ceiling, and with every step, the stink of musk grew stronger still until he was gasping, open-muzzled, with every breath.

Raze didn't bother waiting to open the door at the end of the hallway. He pulled the iron handle on the wooden door and it opened inwards smoothly, blasting both himself and the rabbit with steam and heat.They walked inside in a daze, nostrils flaring with each huffed breath, and the door swung closed silently behind them, once more sealing in the scents and sounds.

As orderly, calm, and bar-like as the front of the club was, the backside was the exact opposite. Cori stared, muzzle dropping fully open, as he watched the fox from earlier swing towards him, only to pull away, then swing forward again. His head was upside down, and his legs spread upwards and outwards around the impressively muscular belly of a frothing stallion. The equine's fingers dug into the fox's hips, pulling him down hard, filling him completely until the fox's belly bulged in obscene detail, outlining the hard shaft and fat flare lodged within. The fox's whimpers and moans grew louder as the stallion's hands squeezed tighter around his narrow chest and belly, dimpling his skin. A massive neighing rang out and the outline of the huge, powerful stallion's shaft disappeared in a round blob of soft white fox belly. The straps of Grant's jockstrap dug into his hips and sides as his stomach thickened and fattened while even more of the stallion's eruption splashed onto the floor between the large, grunting male's dancing hooves.

Cori vaguely saw the rest of the room - a wide-open space full of backless benches, small round tables at hip height, and plenty of lounging patrons, just like the front. Only here, there were hardly any clothes in sight. The waiters walked unsteadily on legs that dripped in fresh seed, carrying fresh drinks and cigars to the customers. It was clear who the members were, too - the non-members, like Grant the fox, were in various states of getting fucked or getting drained in preparation to get fucked.

And there was one other thing about the members that finally triggered Cori's voice to start working again.

"Raze! They're all-"

"-biiiiiig..."

The panther was nearly drooling. His eyes were already lidding over as his brain succumbed completely to the intoxicating combination of alcohol, tobacco, and sex so pungent he thought it might drive him mad. Raze's head turned, staring first at one well-hung member of the club then another, from the heavyset rabbit with a big beer belly and a cock that, currently, was about as long as Raze's arm. Or the stag with the six pack and the single thickest cock Raze ever laid eyes on - a meaty monster rippling with veins that stretched clear past the stag's knee and into the open muzzle of a twinky otter wriggling and groaning and struggling to swallow more. Then there was the trio of lions, a whole pride of swollen, muscular big cats. One had his mane slicked back, but the other two allowed theirs to go a little wild. They surrounded a kneeling, thick-rumped squirrel with a hazy look of sheer bliss - and a copious amount of glistening white lion spooge - on his face.

"The Eighteen Quotes Club... it means inches, Raze! It means inmmmffff!"

"Hey, non-member. You're pretty cute."

Cori's head turned backwards, tugged by the ears, until he was nose-to-nose with a powerful, tall grizzly. The bear's long muzzle spread into a grin as his hips squeezed forward, grinding the immense, dark red maleness between Cori's rump cheeks. The rabbit's muzzle opened in a gasp as he felt his silver shorts being creased and his rump spread by the thickness, the weight, the warmth of that huge shaft. The bear's other paw spread across the rabbit's chest and belly, stroking slowly up and down as his hips sawed forwards and back.

It felt huge. It felt so, so huge. Cori was sure it was too big. His mind flashed to the recent revelation and he quivered, legs turning to mush, as the bear's huge paw wrapped around his chest and pulled him backwards. His shoulders and back squeezed into the enormous ursine's chest and belly before he was dragged up and down across those powerful, flexing slabs of muscle like cheese on the grater. The bear's fingers went everywhere as Cori squirmed and moaned, unable to resist as the bear's powerful musk filled his nostrils fresh.

There was a loud slurping noise as the grizzly drained a large glass mug of beer and dropped it on the table next to several others.

"Hey, get me another one, would ya?" he said, reaching out to slap the ass of a passing waiter, who yelped and scurried away as his well-used cheeks jiggled. "And now, for you, non-member..."

Cori felt the finger slide into his shorts, curling around the waistband before tugging them down, suddenly exposing his thick white rump cheeks. The rabbit's ears trembled as the hot warm tip of the bear's enormous maleness prodded beneath his tail. His throat closed as the bear's arms closed around him like a prison, holding him fast and still as powerful hips pushed forward. With nowhere to go but in, Cori filled quickly. The huge cock spread him, opened him, filled him. His ears flopped as he twitched and moaned at the sensations filling his body. His belly squeezed outwards as the grizzly's paws dragged him down, right to the hilt, in small, jerky motions, barely allowing him any time to get used to the size. Not that he could get used to something so big, so hard, pulsing, quivering, filling him like nothing else ever had.

Cori came. He couldn't stop it. The bear's fingers gripped him completely, chest to thighs, and the pressure on his cock and internals at the same time forced him over the edge. The bear didn't seem to notice or care as he dragged Cori back up, only to plunge in again.

"Mmmmfffffuuuuuuck, that's good bunny ass," the big grizzly said with a growl. His beer had been delivered sometime between the first thrust and whatever number they were on now; Cori lost count long ago. "I could fuck this tight rump all night, damn."

Cori squeaked. His head and torso curled backwards as his arms and belly squeezed against the top of one of the small round tables. The grizzly tugged on the lop's ears, pulling him back, as he noisily smacked his hips down, completely hilting the rabbit with each creatively timed thrust. With his paw still wrapped around the rabbit's hips, the grizzly was also inadvertently sending the rabbit into a cascade of orgasms that left him quivering and gasping and begging for more.

In between all that, for a moment, Cori saw Raze. The panther was strung up between a pair of otters. Shorter compared to other members of the Eighteen Quotes Club, but more than living up to their reputation, as Raze's belly hung low enough to nearly drag on the floor as he was filled from both muzzle and rump by a pair of eager, thick, two-foot-long otter cocks.

"Hnnngghhh... fuck, so tight... I'm gonna... hnnnfffffff!"

Cori's eyes widened from their stuporific half lidding. His belly bloated outwards, even more than the fox's had earlier, and the taste of salty, thick jizz welled up in the back of his throat. Huge paws wrapped around him, keeping him planted in place as the huge ursine male fully emptied the fat, heavy sac draping down the back of Cori's thick, wet thighs. The bear's eruption overflowed the rabbit rapidly and he found himself drooling a combination of saliva and jizz.

There was a chugging noise and the clank of glass on wood before the bear's paw returned to Cori's body. The rabbit's groan turned into a gurgle as the big male squeezed down, pushing Cori's body flat to the table. The enormous thickness throbbed, still hard, as the big grizzly dragged it free inch by aching inch. A gush of jizzle splurted from Cori's muzzle as the paw shoved down on his backside to keep him from being dragged backwards.

"Tight little rabbit, gonna remember you, non-member..."

Cori panted, gasping and drooling, chest heaving as he cradled his belly with an arm. His rump tingled and burned and his balls felt like they were shooting dust. He felt the bear's huge warmth slide across his backside several times as the grizzly wiped it clean.

"Hey, another beer over here!" the grizzly called out, moving off towards the bar with his massive cock, still dripping, bouncing off of his knees.

Cori tried to catch his breath. His brain was on fire. He'd never been fucked like that. Never. Ever. He hadn't even known that level of fuckery was possible. And now... now he was a convert. His eyes drifted after the bear lustily, wanting nothing more than a second round with the huge, muscular grizzly, to feel that iron grip and the penetrating warmth, but the grizzly was otherwise occupied at the bar.

And it wasn't like Cori would do much more than wiggle his tail at the moment. Eventually he got a leg to twitch, and soon was back on his feet, though even more tottery than some of the most well-used waiters. He'd gotten no more than a step when a trio of huge golden paws stretched out around him.

"Well, hello, cutie."

"A non-member, hmmm?"

"Welcome to the club, non-member."

Cori's knees went out from under him. He landed harder, but didn't fall backwards because there was already someone there - Raze. The black panther's pelt was smeared with thick globs of cum and his lips were swollen from being pumped and pounded so long. His belly was, if anything, even fatter and fuller than Cori's, which made the rabbit slightly jealous.

Surrounding the panther and rabbit were the three lions that Cori saw earlier when they'd entered the backroom of the club. His eyes went from their large, broad faces and smirking muzzles to their uniformly muscular chests and bellies. Golden fur shone in what little light there was, highlighting the ripple of power under the pelt. And most engaging of all were the trio's malenesses. One was slightly fatter, one was slightly longer, but taken together they added up to several more inches of cock than Cori was tall. Maybe more than several, the lop thought, eyes widening.

"Couple of cute new non-members, eh?"

"Time to show them why members get preferential treatment!"

"Open wide, bunny! Time to test that cute little muzzle. I'll let you know how you stack up against your little panther friend."

Cori's cheeks burned, but as the lion's paws wrapped around his head and dragged him forward, there was no time to think of anything but a final gasp of air before the enormous lion stalk speared his throat. Ignoring whatever passed for a gag reflex under an assault of this magnitude, the lion's hips surged forward until his enormous shaft was stretching the lop's once-smooth belly and forcing extra leakage below to compensate. The rabbit squirmed desperately as he stared up at the lion, eyes watering, but the big male showed little mercy as he dragged his cock free to the tip, allowing only slight gasps of air to the lop before stretching the smaller male's throat open once more.

Out of the corner of his eye, Cori could see Raze undergoing the same treatment by another lion, while the third stood in the middle.

"Get those paws working, non-members! No slacking!" he said as his thick shaft fattened and hardened, pointing straight between their heads and in easy reach of their willing fingers. "That's the stuff!"

"I think we'll be seeing more of these two non-members," the lion currently massaging Raze's nose with his stomach said.

"Oh, yeah... this one's a natural... oooohhhhh, fuck... a natural non-member!"

Cori's cheeks inflated first, then his throat. Twin streams of thick lion jizz sprayed from each nostril as the producer of the thick, salty white essence growled lustfully. He held Cori's ears, one in each paw, like a pair of reins. The rabbit's muzzle mashed around the base of the huge cock as he swallowed the lurching, flexing mammoth of a shaft helplessly. His belly refilled and the leakage from his rump intensified, while his own cock bounced off his taut potbelly, dripping again. The lop closed his eyes, shuddering as the lion's fingers pinched at his ears, sending jolts down his spine.

Yes. Yes, he was going to make a fine non-member, and if the eager noises from behind him were any indication, Raze would as well, classy as he was or not.

The end