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Party Girl

by BangBear

The hyena tossed Nikki onto the VIP booth's sofa, not needing any more instruction from the girl. His hands traced the shape of her butt as they searched for the hem of her dress. His fingers hooked up under it and hiked it up, his tongue lolling out at the sight of her drenched underwear. "Hooowee! Look at that, soaked all the way through! Someone get their phone over here I wanna check somethin!"

"Got it boss!" a rat replied quickly. "Yeah boss!" his brother added in a higher voice. Both of them pulled out their phones and shined the flashlight on Nikki's rump, the hyena's suspicion confirmed. "Damn, we can see right through!" he laughed and gave the croc a spank, her whole body tensing up from the pain and pleasure. The entire VIP booth cheered A moan left her lips, burying her face in the cushion. The hyena spread her cheeks with his thumbs, a blue sparkle serving as a beacon for his attention. "Hey now, what's this here?" He pressed it with his thumb, earning a squeal from Nikki.

"She wore this the whole way! No wonder she's already cummin' her brains out!" Another smack, and then he yanked her underwear down around her hips and down past her ankles, holding them up like a trophy for the crew to see. It dripped onto their table where they had their drinks, their food, and their drugs.

"Gimme!" one of the rats demanded. "No, me!"

"Here ya go, boys." He flung it out of the booth to get rid of the rats, letting them run after them and occupy themselves while the men enjoyed the croc. His attention returned to the desperate girl, and specifically to the gem jammed in her anus. "Gotta get this out first, don't we?" Clawed fingers reached down around the plug and started to pull. It didn't give easily, leaving the crocodile squirming on the couch. "Damn, how big's this thing?" His other hand pressed against her left cheek to try and push her away as he pulled on the toy.

The plug tugged on her hole, Nikki moaning into the cushion as she trembled and swore. She could feel herself stretching out again, wider and wider until finally, the widest part of the toy popped free from her ass with a grunt, and another splash of juice from behind the pussy tape. "There it is!" one of the men shouted as the hyena pulled. And pulled. And... still pulled...

Their eyes went wide, witnessing the seemingly endless length of silicone slide out from the escort. "The bitch had a whole snake in her!" one remarked. "No wonder she creamed herself when she got here," said another to some laughs. She could feel it slithering back out through her insides, her eyes rolling up. Eventually, the man managed to extract the entire length of the toy, the thing flopping softly down to the couch before he hoisted it up for the group to see. A solid two feet of tapered silicone.

"Fuck..." she panted, reaching back to part her cheeks. Gaped and heavily lubed, she felt a chill from the nightclub air flowing into her. Her hole clenched semi-closed for a moment before opening up again. "Please," she said, voice tinged with desperation. "Don't have to ask me twice." The hyena dropped the toy next to her head with a thunk and undid the fastenings on his pants, cock flopping out between her cheeks. A few humps slickened the bottom of his shaft, and once satisfied he pointed the head down towards her hole and slid himself inside, groaning the whole way in. He easily hilted inside her, the toy doing its job in making and keeping her loose for the night's work. "Fuuuck, girl you were made for this."

Nikki couldn't respond. Her brain was flooded with bliss and relief from finally being able to enjoy herself freely instead of fighting to suppress herself. He pulled back and humped forward again, working himself into a rhythm. She could faintly hear his hips plapping against her, but the club's music was too loud for the rest of the group to hear.

"Bet you been waiting aaaaall night to get dick like this." He leaned forward and placed his hands on cushion of the bench and leaned harder against her, reaching deeper than before.

"Uunngh!" She clawed at the seat.

"That good, huh?" he said proudly.

"Just shut up and fuck me harder!" she snapped.

"You got it, girl!" His hips slammed against her, both of them bouncing on the couch and driving her quickly to another orgasm. He huffed himself to his own climax, gritting his teeth and delving as deep into the crocodile as he could get, his rod pulsing and throbbing as it delivered her third load of the night.

"Nnnngh, hah, fuck... gonna have to come back for more later," he praised as he pulled out and began walking to the opposite end of the booth as one of his buddies went to take his place. She didn't see the one behind her, but his hands were rough with her as he pulled her back up to all fours. Another one walked up in front of her and let his shaft drop on her nose. He let his cock glide between her cheeks as he kneaded them with his coarse hands.

"Marcus she's gonna bite that off if you're not careful!" a friend half-jokingly warned. The wolf ignored it and looked down at her, their sharp eyes meeting. She was too horny to risk ruining the night for anyone over something like that. A silent truce was made between her and all the men in the club that she'd behave as long as she got fucked. Plus, she thought he looked pretty hot.

His fingers traced along under her head from her neck to the tip of her chin, and she her head up with it. His thumb ran from the middle of her mouth to the left along her lips, dipping in underneath and sliding along her upper teeth. The girl instinctively wrapped her lips around the intruding digit and sucked on it, the whole time inhaling his scent. He smirked, knowing she was under his spell. "This motherfucker's the whore whisperer!" a friend piped up to raucous laughter. He reached into his jacket pocket, and produced a pair of small round tablets. She looked over to them. "Want 'em?" She looked back at him and nodded.

The wolf passed one to the man behind her, who placed it just inside her gaping hole. "Open," Marcus commanded, Nikki obliging. He took his cock off her nose, placed the tab on the back of her tongue, then entered her mouth and pushed the tab down her throat with it. At the same time, the one behind her entered and pushed his dose deep, deep inside. She grunted and grimaced, swallowing down dick and drugs from both ends at once. With how much filled her ass again, she figured he was some kind of horse.

"There ya go, one to start you up quick and one to last," the voice behind her boomed, punctuating with a hard smack on her cheek. He started slow, pulling back and sliding back in easily with the aid of the excess lube. The wolf wrapped his hands around the top and bottom of her mouth and held her on his shaft to start his own thrusting, each with their own rhythm. The croc jostled back and forth between their asynchronous assault wondering what it even was that they gave her, and how long until she'd feel it.

"Hey pull her dress up, I wanna see something," the hyena who just enjoyed her said, the man in her mouth reaching forwards and dragging the snug fabric up to just under her breasts. "Now get in all the way, Jack." The horse grabbed her hips and slammed himself all the way in with his hips clapping against her ass, pulling Marcus halfway out of her mouth, enough to hear her grunt from the deep jab. "Hah, knew it! Look at his cock tip right there in her stomach!" It was a little hard to see in the dim lighting, but sure enough Jack was protruding from just under her bellybutton. A throb of his cock made the lump move.

Nikki couldn't look down to see it for herself so instead she ventured a hand down to feel over her belly. Her thighs trembled when she felt the lump there, Jack holding himself in for the gang to get a good look before resuming his rhythm. She knew he was big, but this was unexpected even for her. Without that toy Gordon forced her to wear, this would have been much more of a struggle. Her fingers felt the repeated humps bulge her belly out, now more frequent as the equine huffed. "Sorry Marc, gotta take her."

"She's all yours," the wolf replied, sliding out of her mouth with a strand of drool connecting them. Without warning, Jack sat himself down on on the bench along the edge of the balcony and pulled Nikki down with him, the full weight of her body falling on his rod.

"Aaaugh! Fucking warn me next ti- hhck!" Her eyes went wide as she felt one of his strong hands around her neck squeeze down tight. She couldn't breathe at all, couldn't even choke a word out. Her hands reached up to his and tried to pry him free, but he wasn't budging. He snorted and fucked harder, bouncing her on his lap and letting the gang see her bulging from his length.

He pumped faster and harder, his bloated sack smacking up against her taped pussy as her eyes went wide and her mouth hung open to fruitlessly get air. His other arm wrapped around her chest and pulled her against him, and just a few thrusts later a deep, chesty groan signaled he was unloading deep inside. He busted with with such force that the bulge in her belly throbbed and grew, giving the athletic croc the slightest of potbellies.

She balled her hand into a fist and started pounding the horse's arm. She was starting to pass out, and she wasn't about to do that again. Not after last time. Her mouth vaguely shaped words that no one could make out. Jack held out though. He'd keep his grip on her until he was satisfied. Thankfully for her, he was just about done. He panted through his nose as his body relaxed, releasing his grip on her throat and letting her go free. She gasped harshly as she was granted breath again, her chest heaving and her body tingling with returning freshly oxygenated nerves and another unexpected climax.

"Shit, I needed that." He gave her a moment to recover and ride out her orgasm, his shaft going half-limp inside her and relieving some of the pressure in her gut. "I got her," Marcus said, standing in front of her and helping her forward off his shaft while she came. She planted her feet back on the floor and leaned heavily on the wolf, and together they were able to spare his pants the mess of cum that splashed out from her when his flare popped free. Her boots, not so much.

"Back to the couch before you fall over," Marcus said, Jack reaching for his drink from the table and staying in his chosen seat. On shaky legs she stumbled the three steps back to the seat and dropped herself down on it, making a mess of the leather. Something felt different. Everything was more... vibrant, than before. The colored flashes pulsing to the music were more colorful. And the music pounded harder than just a few minutes ago.

Before she could even catch her breath from Jack's choke fuck, Marcus pushed her to lay on her back and hoisted her legs up, lining himself with her tailhole and sinking into the mess. She clawed at the seat and her whole body tingled, radiating out from where he entered to the top of her head and the tips of her tail and toes. "Aah, hah... what the fuck..."

"It hit," the wolf informed the group with a chuckle, slinging her legs over his shoulders and holding her near fully upside down, only her upper back and shoulders supporting her weight on the couch as he bounced her off his cock. "Nngh, mmfffff." Her oxygen deprivation masked the effects of the drug and now over-stimulation took root. She closed her eyes. At least she could shut off visual stimulus, she figured, but it made little difference. The pill they gave her made it near impossible to focus on any one thing at a time. And everything just felt good. Her hands felt over the upholstery, fingers gripping the leather. Her toes flexed and spread in her boots, even the subtle sensation of the fabric sending chills up her legs.

A hand reached down to her chest, squeezing and groping her small tit over her dress, a small moan coming from her. It then reached down to the hem and pulled it up, exposing her chest to them for the first time. It kept going and dragged it up over her head and off her arms, Nikki now fully nude for her clients, save for her footwear. Several hands felt over her now, trailing along her curves and subtle musculature, pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts. She was a squirming mess under their attention.

"She must be some kinda athlete. Look at this body!" a voice commented.

"Volleyball, if I had to guess," Marcus answered, his arms wrapped around her legs as he neared his peak.

"Oh yeah? How can you tell?"

"I can tell."

"What a beautiful sport." The wolf humped faster, Nikki feeling the bulbous base trying to make its way inside. His hand traveled down her thigh to her hip to gain a bit of extra leverage. His thrusts grew harder and clapped louder against her ass, pressure mounting on her rim. "W-wait..." she protested, her hand pushing against his to try and convince him.

"Too late, love, it's goin' in," he huffed. Five more thrusts, and he pushed hard, the knot straining against her hole. "Wait, wait!" Her pleas were ignored, and a moment later the wolf popped all the way in. Her body tensed up from the strain of stretching to accommodate the knot inside her. Her teeth grit and she shouted in pain, quickly turning into a cry of pleasure as her eyes shot open in her substance-heightened climax. Her hips shuddered and Marcus humped faster, giving her yet another load up her ass, the raid clenching from the croc doing wonders to milk him.

He threw his head back and let himself enjoy the orgasm, Nikki's juice leaking past the tape and dripping up her belly. She could feel someone's tongue licking up from the right of her bellybutton right up to the edge of the tape. She grabbed his head hard, fingers curling through his fur and stopping him from advancing further as she shook her head at him.

"Aw, what's wrong, girl? Afraid I might be too good?" the dog teased, reaching to the corner of the tape to start pulling it free. "Aaah, hah!" The minute tug on her lip felt like it was setting fire to her crotch, her hand gripping him tighter and tugging him away harder.

"Aah! Hey, bitch, what's your prob-?!"

"Listen to her," Marcus interrupted, catching his breath and popping himself free without warning. Her legs clenched hard as she yelped.

"Why. She's ours for the night ain't she?"

"No, we're just borrowing her." He pointed to the tape, specifically at the single letter signature. The dog's eyes went wide.

"Oh, oh shit girl I didn't mean anything by it. I... I..." She let him go and pushed his face away, the dog timidly backing away from her and sitting at the other end of the booth. Marcus let her down and also took his leave, his spot replaced by two more guys, and the dog with another two. Nikki was surrounded by men on all sides now. Seemed like they were growing impatient, too, each one of them with their cocks out or pants completely off.

"H-hold on, guys..." she tried to sit herself up and lean on the wall of the balcony, but two of the men held her shoulders down while a third grabbed a bottle of beer and forced it into her mouth upside down, pouring its contents into her. Her eyes went wide, and instinctively she began chugging it down, the men cheering her on as a bit overflowed and ran down her cheek. The music picked up to a much faster, heavier beat, the lights flashing more aggressively as the DJ called for the dancers on the floor to go as hard as they could.

"Yeeeeeeeah, girl! It's a real party now!" Her eyes shut tight as she struggled to pound the last of it down, but she managed, coughing twice to clear the droplets from her throat. As soon as she finished drinking, someone entered her again. The one who forced her to drink climbed up onto the couch and slipped in past her lips, humping her face. Her hands were directed to the shafts of two more men, while the rest decided to watch and stroke themselves as they waited for their turn. The only thing anyone outside of the circle could see were her boots flailing past the guy fucking her ass.

It was a whirlwind of cock and cum, a couple of the guys who just couldn't wait decided to simply fire their ropes over her chest and take their leave. Some of them fucked to the rhythm of the music, others followed their own. She had no hope of keeping track of them, just letting them do as they pleased with her and taking the orgasms as the came, both theirs and her own. Her mouth was filled with the taste of nut, emptied, and quickly refilled before she could even swallow. A series of cumshots rained up along her body from between her legs, her hole clenching as cool air rushed into it and an unknown number of loads drooled out onto her tail.

"A'right, I'm ready for round two, make way boys!" A familiar voice called out after who knows how long. The hyena came back to enjoy her once again, this time on her back, and with more of a hair trigger this time. He didn't last very long, or at least not from what she could tell with her drug, orgasm, and now alcohol laden mind. She hadn't eaten anything for a few hours, so it didn't take long for a girl her size to feel the full effects of the beer on top of the pills. She found herself being shifted around, now made to kneel on the couch with her hands supporting her on the edge of the balcony, overlooking the crowd. A massive rod entered her, throwing her head back as he started fucking to the song. The sweeping spotlights flashed over her indiscriminately, exposing her cum-glazed features to anyone that might be looking her way.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" a shrill voice pierced from below. Pointing up in her direction was a drunk red panda woman cheering her on. "Get that dick girl!" Nikki was too intoxicated to realize she was being talked about. Her shouts brought the attention of the technician manning the spotlights and brought him to leave one to focus on her. Now, the DJ caught notice.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Give it up for party girl up in VIP really lovin' the music!" he called on the mic. Now almost all eyes were on her. Thick fingers hooked one side of her mouth, he hazy gaze turning to scan the crowd below. She could see faces looking back at her as the rhino railed her rump. Eventually her eyes rolled back as she shuddered into yet another climax, the crowd erupting into cheers and claps. She panted hard, eyes on the ceiling and dripping cum while the rhino kept pounding. Everything grew cloudy, but she was able to feel his rhythm thrown off into slow, deep, hard pumps as his balls drained into her. The sound of the music dulled and faded, only able to hear her own breathing and her rapid heartbeat. Then she blinked.

She was sitting down now. The song was different. She was facing the opposite direction now. Something splashed onto her chest. She looked down. Fresh cum, joining the glaze on her chest. She blinked again.

She was in a different seat now. The men were chatting with each other. There were more of them now. She looked at her hands. A half finished bottle in one, and half a pizza crust in the other. There was cum on that, too. She blinked again.

She was at the balcony again. A chant roared through the main hall. "All the way! All the way! All the way!" She tasted cum, her own ass, and silicone. Her jaw was wide, neck bulging, and tongue out. A hand pushed down harder and the base of the plug passed her lips. The crowd erupted. She blinked again.

She was looking in a bucket, chugging something. Cum and beer, mixed into a cocktail for her. She closed her eyes.

And she kept them closed.

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A headache roused her, Nikki groaning and rolling over onto her side. Where was she? She didn't want to open her eyes. She was on something soft. A bed? It smelled nice. Like fresh laundry. And... cigar smoke? A glass clinked onto a table. She opened her eyes. Her headache got worse.

"Nngh..." She bury her face in the pillow.

"Well now, welcome back to the land of the living!" Gordon greeted. She was back in his room, it seemed. Comfortably tucked under the blanket with him. Did he stay with her all night?

"Quieter."

"What's up, sweetheart? Can't hear you talking into the pillow like that," he said, a little louder.

"Quieter."

"Hungover to hell and back, huh?" he chuckled, obliging her volume request and bringing his cigar down to her lips. She awkwardly took a puff while still laying down, the smoke hot in her throat. She lazily let it billow out from her mouth and nose.

"What happened?" she groaned.

"You did a fantastic job is what happened. Take a look..." He showed her his phone, a highlight reel of her escapades from the night before playing on it, cobbled together from security and hidden camera footage placed specifically for this purpose. Each shot had the time it was taken on it, revealing she had been working into the wee hours of the morning. The arrangement of bottles and plates on the table grew, shrunk, and shifted over time as the men ordered more and more and the empties were taken away by the waitstaff.

"Ugh... god, I don't remember any of that." She turned back over to cover her eyes. Then they shot back open as her heart sank. "Oh fuck, did they-"

"Relax, sweetheart," he cut her off before she got herself worked up. "That's the only part of you they didn't use. I pulled the tape off myself once you got cleaned up." He took a drink from his whiskey glass and set it down again. "Closest they got was that dog, and he wised up quick." He puffed his smoke thinking back to watching that moment live. She sighed in relief and relaxed on the pillow once again.

"What time is it?"

"5 pm." He took a puff from his cigar. "Sunday."

"Saturday."

"Sunday," he repeated.

"Fuck off, I worked Friday night and today's Saturday."

"Yyyyup. You worked Friday night into Saturday morning, and you slept from then 'til just now. They got you pretty fucked up on something, then had you drink your weight in alcohol. All on them, of course."

An entire day gone. It felt like time was stolen from her. "Assholes."

"Speaking of assholes, yours earned yourself a little something." He turned to the nightstand and grabbed a receipt, and a thick wad of cash. "Here ya go, sweetheart. Like I promised. Plus, a little extra. Consider it a tip for goin' above and beyond with your behind," he said with a wink.

Nikki half opened her eyes and looked at the paper, spotting a purchase of the boots he said he'd get her. She looked up at him, then at the receipt again, thumbing it out of the way to see the money. "How much?"

He chuckled. "I'll just let you count that when you don't wanna take an axe to your head. Let's get you some food. Must be starving."