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Welp, this was the night. Ashton's first shift at the Kennel, he just parked in the employee parking lot and was already a nervous wreck, his hands faintly, but visibly shaking at this point. The beagle looked at himself in the rearview mirror of his car tying his long ears back into a ponytail real quick and also made sure that nothing was out of place before stepping out.

He walked up to the employee-only door, meeting up with one of the bouncers, a huge and hella jacked, dark grey-furred pitbull with white lower jaw and front, that he and the others call Sarge, cause 1: He WAS a retired police sergeant and 2: He just had that intimidating aura about him, but in general he was just a huge teddy bear of a canine. "Good evening, Sarge." His eyes drifted over the pitbull's body, the black t-shirt with 'Security' plastered across the chest area in bold letters, stretched to the absolute limit that it defined the big canines heavily muscular physique pretty well.

"Evening, pup." They gave each other a firm handclasp before the pitbull pulled the younger canine into a bro hug. "Nervous?"

"That obvious, huh?"

"I can feel your hand shaking in mine." Sarge made a point of giving Ashton's hand a calming squeeze. "You'll do fine, kid. The audience are gonna eat you up‾"

"Not to toot my own horn, but that's kind of what I'm afraid of." Ashton let out a nervous chuckle, releasing Sarge's hand before putting both of his into his jacket's pockets.

"Nothing to be afraid of. You have it, you flaunt it, simple as that." Sarge gave one of Ashton's arms a firm pat and squeeze. "I mean, look at you, a young stud like yourself is in pretty high demand in the market." As he said that, he gestured with his hand at the beagle's body.

Ashton blushed at the pitbull's words. He wasn't body shy or anything, but he still got a bit bashful when someone complimented him on his looks and/or body. He had a pretty good build to him, buff all over but not overly so, his current clothes pretty much stretched taught against his beefy body. He wasn't at the mass level of Sarge, but he was still impressive to look at. "Thanks man. Good to hear coming from a gladiator, like you."

"Hey now, keep that sweet talk up and I might just put that mouth to better use‾" Sarge said in a low, husky tone, gently holding Ashton's face up by the chin, giving him that hungry look right into his eyes.

"Mmm, wish I could help you out, man..." His eyes drifted down, noticing the very visible, slightly twitching bulge in the pitbull's pants. "But I got a show to do tonight. Maybe after my shift's over?"

Sarge pulled him in for a quick peck on the lips, then gave him an encouraging pat to the bicep. "Knock 'em down, pup." Then opened the door for him, letting Ashton walk in, but not before giving that rear a firm, quick swat.

The Kennel was a HUGE, gay nightclub, probably the biggest in the city, it got its name for employing only canines, lupines, vulpines, canid-like species, in general, the owner himself is a wolf. But Ashton only had to worry about the ground floor for tonight as it has the biggest stage and that's where he'll be performing tonight.

He made his way to the back rooms where the employees gather, stepping into the locker room, meeting the other employees there. "Eeeeyyy! It's the dog of the hour!" Ashton lifted his head to see his friend, Ruffus, or as everyone calls him, Ruckus, for his loud and outgoing personality. The lean irish terrier walked up to Ashton and pulled him in for a tight hug, giving him a couple of hard pats on the back. "Finally gonna see you strutting your stuff on stage."

"Yeah, still shaking over here, though." Ashton went over to his locker and began changing into his chosen outfit, which was something he expected to be wearing for his performance but was still kinda surprised by it.

"Eyo, bro. We practiced, we rehearsed, you're ready for this." Ruckus assured him with a pat on the shoulder. "Besides, you have a couple of others who'll be performing before you, so plenty of time to collect yourself."

"Yeah, that's reassuring." He replied with a semi-sarcastic tone but was internally grateful for the stage line-up.

"Until then‾" Ruckus started as he donned his own uniform, which was a black vest with glittering, orange lines on the left side and a pretty snug thong with the same colors and pattern, but the lines were on the left instead. "You get to man the floor with the rest of us. Should get you used to being ogled at and maybe mentally undressed."

"Yeah, mentally..." Ashton mused to himself as he held the black and yellow thong in his hand, giving it a few tugs. The material was pretty stretchy and soft to the touch, once he put it on and snapped the band in place. "Oh! This is hella snug."

"But feels good, no?" The irish terrier gave him an elbow nudge to his arm as he said that. "Gonna be pretty difficult not to pop a boner in one of those."

"Did that actually happen?"

"Well, Genie over there-" He started by pointing with a thumb at dark tan-furred shiba inu who was changing behind them.

"It's Junji, dickweed!" Despite the reprimand, Junji was smiling and chuckling to himself, pretty used to the nickname at this point.

"He popped one hell of a boner in front one of the customers, totally out of nowhere!"

"Hey! The fabric was comfy. Least I wasn't the one who got a hair trigger and jizzed all over a customer's face." Junji jabbed back, earning a chuckle out of the others around them and a wide-eyed look from Ashton.

Ruckus just smiled and shrugged. "For the record, the guy liked it, so I wasn't in any trouble."

By then, Ashton was already in his vest, pen and small notebook in the chest pocket and ready to hit the floor. "Alright, I'm ready."

Ruckus gave him a firm swat on his bubble rear. "Let's go then‾!" And they headed out.

The club was pretty big, both inside and outside, split into four floors. The ground floor is were the main action happens, the stage, the dance floor, the bars, you name it, everyone dancing and grinding against one another, surrounding the dance floor in an arch of sorts were small tables for those who just want to watch everyone else dance while relaxing with a drink or two, or even watch the stage for the real stars of the show. Speaking of the stage, it was pretty wide, like WIDE, almost like those stages you see in a theatre or bodybuilding contest, then there were about three walkways linking to smaller platforms for so dancers to entertain those who'd rather watch than dance themselves.

And for tonight, it was the ground floor that Ashton, Ruckus, and a few others were waiting. It didn't take long for the beagle to get into the flow of things, getting plenty of gropes to his ass and junk from customers, mostly in a teasing manner, there was one or two customers who were a bit too drunk to take a hint and one of the bouncers had to get involved. But otherwise, things were pretty tame.

"Welcome, gentlemen to yet another eventful night at the Kennel. Boy do we have a line-up for you today!" The announcer, a dalmatian wearing an open vest, shorts, jogging shoes, some golden chains, and sunglasses, called out into his mic pretty enthusiastically. "Get ready because things are about to get hella steamy tonight!" Just then, the DJ began playing some upbeat dance music, which was actually a remix of some country music, that blared out from the stage's speakers.

As the first performer walked out from the back stage, a golden retriever wearing a lewd version of a cowboy's outfit, Ashton got a tap on his shoulder from Junji, who nodded towards the locker rooms. "That's our cue, buddy. We better go and get ready." Ashton followed suit and started changing once inside.

His performance outfit consisted of nothing but a silk bowtie, some cuffs, and a golden, glittering speedo, finishing the look with a mask to add to the 'mystery', now they just needed to sit and wait for their turn. Ashton was sitting backstage, watching the others perform one after the other, and they were all pretty amazing, even Ruckus showed off his wild side with his moves and choice of song, the audience were just eating it all up and are clearly hungry for more!

Ruckus finished his performance and walked backstage, shooting a few air kisses to the audience before disappearing behind the curtain, strutting in the nude with his clothes in his hand. He gave Ashton a quick pat on the back. "Good luck out there. Remember, if you ever get too nervous, just think of the boss." Then left him after a quick wink.

Now it was his turn, taking a deep breath as he stepped out, much to the delight of the audience to seeing a new face. He looked around and noticed the others giving him silent encouragements, then his eyes moved up to the lounging area on the second floor, noticing the very familiar black wolf among the patrons. Ashton instantly remembered his interview with the owner of the club at the man's own home. That was quite the experience, that's for sure.

He took a deep breath... and let out, just as the music started, the look in his eyes said that he was ready to rock everyone's world!