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Bradley smiled as his customers started lining up outside the wall, tickets in hand. The fox grinned and tipped his top hat at them as he approached the start of the line. "Ahh, I see we are all quite eager for today's show, eh?"

It was quite a diverse crowd who'd gathered there, though he noted that it was again mostly males. That didn't bother him at all, and he was sure it wouldn't bother the tiger either...he wouldn't be able to tell much about the audience anyway, after all. "Tickets, please," he said as he opened the chain-link gate that surrounded the staging area.

It was a perfect set up as it turned out. From the road, it looked like a huge gray cliff rising out of nowhere with some sort of structure built on top. The chain link fence kept curious onlookers far enough back to not get a peek at the other side, but even if they DID, they would only see a wide expanse of grass and dirt, and a sheer wall of gray stone rising high into the air. He glanced up at it casually, though he knew that his star wasn't even close to arriving just yet.

The first person in line grunted at him impatiently. He was some sort of hybrid, with dragon wings and dark fur. He wore a purple hat that matched the shading of his wings, and his expression was annoyed. "Do you know how far I had to come for this?" he asked. "There aren't even any buses that run out here!"

"Not since the first show, anyway," Bradley chuckled. It was a common complaint, though most tended to forget all about the distance after the show was done. He looked down at the name written in on the ticket. "So, 'Chronic', glad to have you with us. Please step inside, and make yourself comfortable." He gestured towards a small shed nearby. "You can strip there and wait for everyone to get inside."

"Er, yeah...," Chronic answered. "Do we really have to strip?"

"Oh trust me," Bradley said as he waved him through. "If you want to save those clothes, you'll be glad you did."

He turned his attention to the next one through the gate, grinning. The next one up was a big blue wolf who grinned back at him eagerly, tail wagging. He handed the fox a ticket that simply read 'Silverback.'

"I'm so excited!" the wolf said. "I've never done ANYTHING like this before!" His tail wagged hard enough that those in line behind him took a step back as Bradley chuckled. "I mean, I'm not even entirely sure what's going to happen!"

The fox waved him in, giving him a firm pat on the shoulder before turning to the green dragon behind him. He had a dark mane with deep green highlights and long green whiskers trailing down his chest. He was dressed smartly in a button up shirt and jeans, but he wore a somewhat worried look on his face. He had signed his ticket as 'Thunder.'

"So, this is safe right?" he asked. "I mean...I don't want to get flattened or anything, and I heard...that he's....you know...BIG?"

Bradley laughed. "You have no idea how big until you see him," he agreed. "But I assure you, no one has ever been seriously injured here."

A huge white canine was next, his furry white chest bared and ridiculously muscular, to the point that Bradley nearly swooned just looking at him. There were black tattoos along the bulging arms and pecs, and a little pair of glasses sat on his muzzle as he looked down at Bradley.

"Bigger than me?" he chuckled, his voice deep but surprisingly friendly.

Bradley nodded slowly. "Much bigger," he confirmed. "But I think you're even more cut than he is!" He couldn't resist giving the white wolf's arm a squeeze, nearly forgetting about the ticket until it was shoved in his paw. He glanced down at it to read the name 'Achilles.'

"Well, Achilles," he said, putting the ticket into the pocket of his coat. "If you keep up the, heh, good work, you just might be my next attraction!"

The wolf laughed as he went inside, and a shining white drake stepped up quickly to take his place. Bradley looked over the dragoness with approval, the rainbow colored wings glistening in the sun. Shi smiled back and handed him a ticket that read 'Shira.' Shi smiled rather coyly as he took hir ticket, making hir way inside without much fuss.

A large, buff fox by the name of 'Listix' followed hir, and behind him stood a skunk named Zim and a jackalope named Jakebe. "That's a big wall," the skunk said, eyeing the gray stone cliff.

Bradley chuckled as he ushered them in. "The better to paw you with, my man!"

Next up was a brown wolf with gold and purple hair who smiled happily as he handed over his ticket. "Good to see you, Winter," Bradley said with a tip of his hat. The wolf was a regular, and he knew the tiger personally. He greeted Bradley politely and made his way inside, already familiar with the usual drill, stripping off his clothes as he entered the changing rooms.

The husky that followed was another newbie, though. His fur was an unusual pattern of colors that reminded the fox of neopolitan ice cream, to the point that he actually licked his lips without thinking. "Pardon me," he said, smiling sheepishly. "Ticket?" The husky handed over a ticket signed 'Ty,' and the fox ushered him in. "Hope you enjoy your stay!"

But he was quite familiar with the spotted dusky that was next in line, clinging to the arm of an otter he didn't recognize personally, though he knew exactly who he must be. "Duskyzilla!" he said. "Welcome back!"

"Duskyzilla?" the otter asked, raising eyebrows at his mate.

"Because I ate Tokyo!" the dusky laughed. "Or tried to anyway!"

The otter rolled his eyes and handed over two passes, larger than the usual tickets, both signed - Duskyzilla and Alkali. "V.I.P.'s, very nice," Bradley said as he took them, ushering them both in with a bow. "I trust you remember where the elevator is?"

Dusky nodded. "Oh yes, how could I ever forget!"

Alkali tried to turn back to the fox as the dusky dragged him away. "Hey, what's going to happen here anyway?"

But Bradley just chuckled and winked at him. "Sorry, I don't want to ruin the surprise!" He got back down to business and ushered in the next few guests without much incident. There was a large horse-like creature with horns like a bull who checked in as 'Fusion' and a tiger that went by the name 'Medley.' A curious looking hybrid of panda and liger followed, and then a dark-furred lion named Dee-Jay, and a big rottie named Kitler.

A golden spaniel was next, with his ticket reading only 'Danny.' He beamed at the fox and wagged his tail softly. "Is it really true that there are going to be huge paws here?"

Bradley chuckled. "The biggest in the world, I assure you!"

The big red dragon behind him scoffed. He reached over the spaniel's head to hand Bradley a ticket that read 'Dragonien.' "I somehow doubt they'll be THAT big," he said. "This big tiger of yours probably isn't half my size!"

Bradley just shook his head and waved them through. He got those kinds of comments, too, the non-believers, and skeptics, who seemed to think that 'big tiger' meant 'pretty big' or 'kinda big.' No one ever seemed willing to accept that 'big' meant BIGGER THAN YOU. The little dragon was the last to come running up, waving his ticket over his head. "I'm here! Don't leave me out!" he panted. "I definitely can't miss this!" His gold scales glistened, blue eyes shining with exertion.

The fox nodded and grinned. "You're just in time," he said. "But no worries. Our star hasn't arrived just yet." He read the ticket - 'Simple' - and then ushered him inside before closing the gate, counting through the tickets before pocketing them all. Everyone was accounted for, so now the fun began.

When they were all standing naked in the grass - some of them covering themselves while others, like Dragonien, beaming with pride - the fox gathered them around from their conversations and started to lead them around to the other side, all except the dusky and otter, of course, who had taken the elevator up to the top. Though there were excited murmurs and shudders, the whole affair was rather orderly, at least until they made their way around the corner of the cliff to find nothing but the sprawling dirt and grass.

"What gives?" Chronic asked. "I still don't see any water."

Before Bradley could respond, there was a sound like thunder in the distance, bringing a smile to the fox's face. "Ahh, that's our cue ladies and gentlemen," he said. "Nearly time to start." He gestured over the huge expanse of soft earth and smiled. "Now, all of you, please lay down on the ground."

The bullhoss raised an eyebrow at him. "Really? In the dirt?"

"Like this!" Everyone turned to see Winter flopped down on his back, arms resting behind his head. The brown wolf grinned up at all of them. "Trust me, it's better this way!"

One by one, they slowly lay down in the dirt, some of them grumbling softly about getting dirty. But all of their griping came to a halt when they felt another thunderous tremor, the vibrations spreading through their prone bodies.

"What was that?" the jackalope asked. "Is that part of the show?"

"You'll see," Bradley said, standing away from the rest of them, closer to the sheer gray wall.

Far above them, the dusky and the otter had exited the elevator onto a small platform. It overlooked the expanse of the gray wall, though there was something odd about it as Alkali took it in. "This...doesn't look like a mountain or a cliff," he said. "This...looks more like a...a seat cushion?"

The dusky giggled. "Yes, exactly!" He grinned and gave the otter an excited shake. "Just wait until..."

He was cut off by another thundering sound, this one closer and stronger than before. "Oooo, here he comes!!"

The entire group fell silent as the claps of thunder grew closer together, and then finally one of them cried out and every eye turned to look as the trees split apart and the tiger appeared above them. He towered high into the sky, easily several hundred feet tall, though it was hard to say for sure from their point of view.

He was a huge hulking figure, muscles well defined and outlined with dark black stripes that rippled over bright orange fur, the color of flame. His chest was bare and covered with a creamier orange fur that grew thicker as it disappeared into a pair of black trunks. They were low cut and clung to him like a second skin, outlining the curve of his ass and stretching around the swell of his thighs as he moved, his bulge jostling back and forth with each huge step. On his feet he wore a pair of huge black sandals and as he approached the gray wall, he paused to slip them off, leaving them in the green grass.

He was an incredible sight from the ground, like a god strolling amongst his followers. He didn't speak at all, just simply moved over them, raising one huge paw over them as he turned, putting one foot on either side of their group and sitting down on top of the wall. He didn't even acknowledge the little furs who lay frozen below him and behind him, though he had been casually careful about not stepping on anyone, his feet planting themselves firmly in a well-practiced position.

He slowly crossed his ankle over his knee and began to massage his footpaw above them, giving a low purr of pleasure as those strong, thick fingers worked the soft pink pads. He stretched his toes out, flexing and wiggling them, claws bigger than most of his audience appearing briefly as those toes wiggled. When he was satisfied, he slowly switched paws, kneading the other with the same tender care. The fur of his arms rippled as he worked, that mountainous chest heaving as his breathing grew heavier, purrs rumbling above them.

A small grin crossed his face as he uncrossed his legs, moving them out over his audience, his calves blocking out the sun above them as he stretched. Below, there were gasps and sighs of longing as those legs moved above them. A few of the furs began to stir slowly, as though they were going to stand and move towards them, but Bradley quickly waved them back down, shaking his head. "Not yet!" Reluctantly, they settled back down, a quiet awe still hanging in the air.

Above them, Kindle stretched his back, huge shoulders spreading out above the dusky and the otter. Alkali stood gaping up at him, but the dusky's eyes were fixed lower, at the spot just below the tiger's thick tail. As if on cue, that tail twitched and rose higher revealing the small gap formed by the swell of the tiger's ass and the stretch of the low cut fabric. When he repositioned himself, leaning forward, those huge cheeks slid closer, close enough for the dusky to reach out a paw and lightly squeeze them.

The tiger purred a little louder in response, sparing only a quick glance behind him, but the otter flinched. "What are you doing?" he asked, tugging on the dusky's arm, but he only laughed in response.

"What did you think the V.I.P. pass was for?" he grinned, tugging on the waistband, pulling it back enough to toss a leg over and start to climb down inside. He grinned at Alkali, offering him a paw. "C'mon, it'll be fine!" Then he let go and slipped down into the tight, warm confines of the tiger's ass.

The otter's eyes were wide, but he finally gave a sigh that ended with a laugh and followed suit, slipping down into the musky darkness behind his mate as the tiger's tail fell back over them.

Kindle flushed beneath his fur and purred, his toes curling as he felt them wriggle down inside. He knew the dusky knew his way around there pretty well already, but even so, those tiny paws in that sensitive area sent a little shudder through him. He sighed, his paw adjusting his bulge as he shifted his feet once more.

His heels dug into the soft dirt near the edge of the wall...and then those massive paws started to descend on the tiny furs below. There were some shrieks at first - there always were - but the tiger knew what he was doing. The soft pink pads landed lightly, pausing at the first brush of the tiny furs beneath.

The reaction was immediate, as usual. As soon as his paws came to rest over them, he felt their paws, muzzles, tongues, cocks and chests moving and rubbing against him. It was always a strange sensation, like ants crawling along his skin. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation, but he had to school himself not to flinch from the tickling and teasing.

Underneath, the little furs moaned and ground themselves against him. Chronic pressed his own paws against the gigantic pad above him, kneading it slowly. Achilles couldn't resist the urge to wrestle with one of the tiger's big toes, wrapping strong arms around it and squeezing it but still getting tossed around as it wriggled. Nearby, Winter tried to wrap his arms around the tiger's little toe, nibbling at it happily.

The green and red dragons lay near each other, pushing against the paw, though they made no headway at all, not even able to budge it, despite the bulging muscle in Dragonien's own body as he pressed his feet against the tiger's foot and pushed with all his might. The white dragoness lay writhing under Kindle's other paw, wriggling her lithe form against him over and over, cock growing slick as her breasts pressed the soft pad. The panliger clung to his heel and gave it long slow licks, purring and rubbing his paw over it again and again.

The tiger purred above them, pressing down softly until he could feel each of them trapped beneath his paw. They were his willing slaves, his willing victims if he wanted. But of course he never pushed down that hard...just hard enough to get him ready for the finale. He shifted in his seat, grunting softly as the dusky and otter squirmed around his rear and the crowd of furs below worshipped at his feet. A grin slowly spread across his face as his paw kneaded the mound in his trunks, tail sweeping slowly back and forth behind him.

Between his cheeks, the dusky was still wriggling, pinned beneath the tiger, one hand on each rump as he humped himself against that delicious striped crack. The otter frowned over his partner's panting. "What am I supposed to do?" he asked.

"Whatever you want!" the dusky laughed, grinning up at him.

Alkali chuckled. "Okay then..." He slid further down, and inserted himself directly between the dusky and the tiger's bum, making them both squirm as he slid between them, back to the tiger's bum, face brushing the dusky's cock as he slid past them. The pressure from the tiger's rear was intense, but he kept moving, the musk even stronger here, until he finally his face bumped into something soft in the darkness.

He pressed himself against it, paws moving over the furry softness slowly, until the tiger let out a low moan above him that shook the otter down to his core, causing his paws to freeze for a moment. Then, testing a theory, he started to rub his paws over it once more, this time licking at it lightly. The tiger again moaned his approval and the otter grinned. "I found his sac!" he called back to the canine as he began to press himself to those huge orbs, trying to get his arms around just one of them.

The added stimulation only made the tiger's skin flush more beneath his fur as his trunks grew tighter with his growing arousal. He idly rubbed one paw across his chest, teasing his nipples as his other stroked his shaft through his trunks. A damp spot began to form there, and slowly the first drop of pre escaped through the overworked fabric. It beaded into a large glob before falling. His feet were pressed close together, and it landed just between them, seeping down slowly to the little furs below.

Zim was the first to notice, moving towards the small gap between the two paws and looking up as the clear, slick fluid oozed down onto his black fur. Another large drop followed, and another followed quickly after that. He laughed and ran his paws through it, using the extra lubrication to make his hands glide over the tiger's paw.

"Hey guys!" He chuckled. "It's raining!"

Kindle felt the little furs squirming beneath his paws, sliding against them more easily now, and pressed down a little harder, the pleasant tingling of their movements making his cock throb. It was time, then.

Carefully, the tiger leaned over, shifting his weight to one paw, the muscles in his arm bulging with the effort. Then with his other, he slowly began to pull down the trunks, sliding them carefully so as not to drag the dusky or the otter with them. He lifted his ass up just enough to slip the fabric over his cheeks, and felt one of them still clinging to his crack. He didn't have to look to know it was the dusky...it was his favorite place. His sac dangled briefly in the air, huge and heavy, bigger than most houses, the otter clinging to it as he slid the trunks over them.

His cock was the last to appear, snapping free of the waistband of the trunks and rising up to its full height, slinging drops of pre through the air as it bounced up to brush his belly. He grinned, slipping the trunks over his thighs and holding them stretched wide at his knees for a moment before bringing his legs together and letting them slide down his calves to pool at his feet.

At first the little furs only noticed that darkness had fallen around them. Then Jakebe reached out a paw and chuckled as it brushed over the wet fabric. Slowly, the pressure of the tiger's paw decreased over him it lifted off of him and moved just to the side. The tiger's hand reached down and tugged at the trunks, gathering them up, and then he moved his other paw away to reveal the stunned, horny furries underneath as they looked up at his bared body.

His paw was stroking the length of his cock, a girthy 10-inches from his perspective, though from below it looked bigger and thicker than a jumbo jet, glistening in the sunlight as he slicked it with his pre. With his trunks and paws out of the way, the fluid flowed down on them, an extraordinary amount, even for one so big. He kept slowly stroking holding his shaft over them until they were covered with it.

He lifted his feet again then, moving it over them once more, the pre making them slip and rub against him. The otter had moved to the front of his sac now, and he raised his rod above him to let the pre flow over him as well, causing a small pool to form around his paws and the crack of his ass. The dusky appeared briefly, rolling in the lube before wiggling back underneath the tiger, to tease his hole.

Kindle leaned back and let out a low moan as his pleasure grew, slowly stroking himself until his rhythm and his breathing began to grow ragged. His paws flexed, toes clenching over the little furs beneath his feet, ass clenching around the dusky as he moved his other paw to squeeze his sac lightly, pressing the otter to it and making him squirm harder against that soft flesh as it began to draw up.

The tiger's thunderous purrs slowly became growls of lust and built to a gigantic roar as he began to cum, hot tiger seed geysering up from within him to rain down on his paws and the little furs below. It was a huge load, and as his paws flexed over them, his seed began to coat them. The hot, musky fluid made their fur sticky and his paws began to make wet sounds as they pressed and kneaded the little furs into the growing puddle of his lust. Each time his paws moved up, his seed clung to them with wet strands, until they were all messy with it.

Kindle's orgasm finally began to subside, his cock growing softer in his grip as he milked the last of his seed from it. He let it flop against his sac, pressing the otter between them, and he felt the otter tense and then relax with his own release. He chuckled and brought his paw up to his muzzle, looking over his handiwork before running his tongue over his palm. He inserted each messy finger into his mouth and sucked them slowly, cleaning them off one by one with a little moan of appreciation.

He felt the little furs beneath his feet slowly grow still as they each sated themselves and slowly began to lift one of his paws off of them, grinning down at their limp bodies in the pool of his seed. It never seemed like all that much until he saw them nearly drowned it, and then it always brought a sense of pride to him. But even if they thought they were done, they always tended to enjoy this next part.

He lifted his paw into the air, bracing it with his paw and leaned down, muscles bunching in his chest as his back arched. He sniffed along the sole of his paw, noting all the different scents there....dragon, liger, skunk, canine, rabbit...all mixed with the overwhelming scent of tiger. His huge tongue slowly rolled out along those soft, wet pads and began to lick them clean. He licked from his heel to his toes, tail curling behind him slowly as he suckled each one, tasting the potent mixture of fluids to be found there.

When he was done with that one, he switched feet, licking it clean as well with more long, slow licks. His shaft twitched between his legs, a little more tiger seed spilling down as he purred softly.

When he was done with both, he licked his lips and stretched, puffing out the massive pecs of his chest as he arched his back once more. He grinned happily and slowly stood, the little otter tumbling onto the seat as he rose into the air to his full height once more, straddling the puddle of furries between his paws. Casually, he ran a thick finger along his crack until he nudged the dusky, plucking the little canine out and depositing him next to the otter. Alkali laughed and hugged him, both of them just as covered as the little furs below.

The tiger grinned and chuckled again, then stepped over to his sandals, slipping on each one slowly and retrieving his trunks, slinging them over his shoulder as he began to walk away, each footstep sending small quakes through the ground.

Bradley stepped forward and grinned, folding down a cum-soaked umbrella. "When you can walk, showers are this way folks," he chuckled, pointing to a communal shower not far off. "Feel free to take your time, and don't forget to reserve your tickets for our next show."

He grinned as the other furs began to slowly pick themselves up, noting the smiles on their faces. He had a feeling his next show would be even bigger.